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Hey is this blog still active? I really like it

uh. sort of?

I still want to continue but my attention is in school and when it’s not in school it’s in commissions and silly personal stuff so. 

The updates will be sporadic and maybe only once per every six months b/c of that sorry. But I do want to continue. 

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PICKLE INSPECTOR: I'm having a bit of trouble making things out (He's drunk, I'm drunk, we're both drunk hahaaaa-makes things difficult. My ogling powers aren't what the used to be either...). PICKLE INSPECTOR: He's asleep, his mind is only loosely connected to his body. PICKLE INSPECTOR: I think (if I was forced to hazard a guess which I am) he's on the top floor maybe a floor below. Observation area, perhaps? PICKLE INSPECTOR: I couldn't tell you which room he's in in his (and my) current state. HYSTERICAL DAME: dealin with a drunk sleuth is easier than dealin with no sleuth HYSTERICAL DAME: observation deck huh okay i can get there pretty easy HYSTERICAL DAME: thanks pi even tho ya almost didnt help me HYSTERICAL DAME: and thanks d HYSTERICAL DAME: death HYSTERICAL DAME: death is the one i meant again by d HYSTERICAL DAME: sorry die HYSTERICAL DAME: really dont know ya good nough to give ya a sweet as heck nickname DIE: y eah it DIE: its uhh DIE: ffinne HYSTERICAL DAME: ....ight HYSTERICAL DAME: welp im gonna go find my bae you all........uh.... HYSTERICAL DAME: keep on keepin on i guess HYSTERICAL DAME: see ya PICKLE INSPECTOR: (Bye.) DEATH: |farewell|

>Waste some time with Doze.

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HYSTERICAL DAME: so uh 

HYSTERICAL DAME: hey howdy boys PICKLE INSPECTOR: (Hello Dame...do you need something?) HYSTERICAL DAME: um PICKLE INSPECTOR: *ahem* Sorry do you uh, do you need something? HYSTERICAL DAME: oh yea have any a you seen sleuth dude is straight up bailin on me PICKLE INSPECTOR: (Oh dear.) HYSTERICAL DAME: dude i cant hear ya when ya whisper like that PICKLE INSPECTOR: Hahaa...sorry I was just thinking of something. Don't mind me. No, he hasn't been here. PICKLE INSPECTOR: I am sure he's around if you keep looking elsewhere and not here. HYSTERICAL DAME: ... PICKLE INSPECTOR: (...) HYSTERICAL DAME: is he HYSTERICAL DAME: avoidin me here or smthn PICKLE INSPECTOR: What? What gave you that idea? No. No he's not and he wasn't here. HYSTERICAL DAME: see but PICKLE INSPECTOR: I will tell you if I see him. PICKLE INSPECTOR: I have very good vision. What would I gain from not telling you? HYSTERICAL DAME: ... HYSTERICAL DAME: ... HYSTERICAL DAME: ... HYSTERICAL DAME: yo d HYSTERICAL DAME: er HYSTERICAL DAME: death i mean you seen him DEATH: ... DEATH: ...|perhaps| HYSTERICAL DAME: dude for real??? where DEATH: ...|here| HYSTERICAL DAME: so he is here pi what the fuck PICKLE INSPECTOR: (Death......) DEATH: ...|sorry| PICKLE INSPECTOR: He and Itchy might have come in here earlier and asked for some of my moonshine. PICKLE INSPECTOR: (And before you say anything.) Itchy said he wouldn't stop bothering us until we gave some to him and sleuth. PICKLE INSPECTOR: I like having my liquor to myself and my close friends as much as the next man. HYSTERICAL DAME: i dont care if hes drunk or not i just need to know where he is PICKLE INSPECTOR: (Oh.) PICKLE INSPECTOR: I suppose I could try and find them, but couldn't you have asked Broad? HYSTERICAL DAME: she ran off earlier cause i got all kinds a caught up in some discussions look can you or not

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It seems you've reached a decision to make! You could check on Doze and see what's up with him since he might be coming toward you anyways or you could go into Pickle Inspector's rec room and ask if they've seen Problem Sleuth anywhere. Trace didn't say who Sleuth ran into after all, just where he was at some point today!

Hysterical Dame: Go ask the trio. You can help Doze reach the room in a little bit, but you'll prefer an answer more quickly than he can give one!

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Well there it is. And there they are.

You heave a sigh of relief, no babes and bimbos. You love babes, but there is something about the fantasies of some dude coming to almost reality that really skeeves you out. Pickle Inspector didn't even bother imagining up fancy chairs and tables. Beanbag chairs...you kind of want in on that. 

More importantly it seems Problem Sleuth isn't with this gang. Maybe PI knows where Sleuth is.

Oh hey! Doze is at the end of the hallway. It'll take him a few minutes or um...more to reach this room if that's even his destination. You're not really sure if he's friends with any of these guys but you lose track of all the relationships going on with the leprechauns pretty often -platonic or romantic frankly.

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You are now Hysterical Dame. You take Trace's lead and head toward Pickle Inspector's rec room down three floors. You don't like interrupting him while he's in his rec room, it's always so awkward. He's either busy entertaining imaginareal babes and bimbos or hanging out with Death and Die. Plus, you don't really know PI like Broad does. You tried in vain to connect with him while you were in your session but it just did not work. You get along fine in small talk, anything on a more meaningful level is simply inaccessible to you.

Death is fine. He's nice enough for a god.

You don't know anything about Die.

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FIN: Yeah....5ure...okay... FIN: 5moooooooooth trace. You too big boy, you both played that reeaaal 5mooth. CANS: MAN 5HUT UP L1KE YOU'VE BEEN ACT1NG ANY BETTER W1TH FIN: 55555hut your mouth. CANS: COME ON TRACE: man sh3s a fox FIN: Are you 5traightening out on me bro? That i5 three ladie5 5ince we got here. TRACE: no and it could b3 wors3 TRACE: i could hav3 fall3n for snow FIN: I will count my ble55ing5. ACE DICK: THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH SNOW CANS: 5HE 5CARE5 THE FUCK OUT OF ME FIN: 5ame. TRACE: y3ah ACE DICK: SHES AN ANGEL TRACE: mayb3 a fall3n on3 ACE DICK: EY

>Be Hysterical Dame

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ACE DICK: EY DAME WANT TO PLAY A ROUND OF HUNK RUMP HYSTERICAL DAME: lmao no HYSTERICAL DAME: have you guys seen sleuth around anywhere ACE DICK: DRUNK AGAIN HYSTERICAL DAME: shut yer mouth TRACE: i think h3 ACE DICK: COME ON DAME LIKE THAT WASNT YOUR FIRST GUESS WHEN HE WENT MISSING HYSTERICAL DAME: dont matter what my first guess was HYSTERICAL DAME: i think you should be more concerned over my first instincts pal TRACE: i think ACE DICK: OOOOOOH SO SCARY WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO PUNCH ME HYSTERICAL DAME: that was where that was headed yah but now im thinkin somethin sharper ACE DICK: WOOOOOOO IM SHAKIN IN MY SHOES ACE DICK: SO SCARED WOOOOO OH NOOOO OH OH UH ACE DICK: OKAY UH ACE DICK: IT WAS A JOKE ACE DICK: PLEASE PUT THE CHAINSAW DOWN ACE DICK: DAME PLEASE FIN: Yo D Trace know5 where your boy toy i5 at. HYSTERICAL DAME: scaredy cat HYSTERICAL DAME: like id off ya haha HYSTERICAL DAME: trace bby you never disappoint mama HYSTERICAL DAME: wheres he at TRACE: w3ll i didnt actually say i kn3w wh3r3 h3 was TRACE: just a g3n3ral id3a HYSTERICAL DAME: better than nothin! TRACE: last i sm3ll3d his trail h3 was down thr33 floors HYSTERICAL DAME: thats near pis place idnt it TRACE: i dont know i gu3ss FIN: It i5. HYSTERICAL DAME: suhweet thanks guys HYSTERICAL DAME: remind me i owe you a favor sometime trace <3 byyeeee TRACE: y3ah TRACE: sur3 TRACE: okay

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ACE DICK: ... TRACE: ... FIN: ... CANS: ... ACE DICK: THAT GUYS A REAL CHARMER HUH CANS: HE'5 NOT 5O BAD ONCE YOU GET TO KNOW H1M ACE DICK: MEH ACE DICK: YOU GUYS IN FOR ANOTHER ROUND CANS: MAYBE QUART5 WA5 R1GHT 1N BA1L1NG CANS: 1 DON'T TH1NK 1 CAN 5TOMACH ANOTHER ROUND OF LO51NG FIN: Yeah. HYSTERICAL DAME: hey assholes

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QUARTERS: 1'm done. ACE DICK: AH WHAT CANS: COME ON QUART5 1T'5 ONLY ONE MORE ROUND FIN: Yeah 5tay and play, you might even beat him for u5. You would be legendary. CANS: HA1LED BY THE WHOLE ROOM TRACE 1NCLUDED AS CANS: UM FIN: 5avior of our dignity. TRACE: i will probably not call you that FIN: Dude. TRACE: ow CANS: YEAH YEAH CANS: COME ON QUARTERS: no. QUARTERS: crowb4r c4n r1de your 4sses 1f th4ts wh4t you w4nt- QUARTERS: f4r be 1t from me to judge- QUARTERS: but 1 h4ve to check up on- CANS: OH COME ON MAN CANS: 1'M PRETTY DAMN 5URE THAT A1MLE55 5ON OF A GUN CAN MAKE 1T W1THOUT YOUR CON5TANT FIN: Unwavering and kind of annoying. CANS: GU1DANCE QUARTERS: he 4pprec14tes the help. QUARTERS: but 4g41n th1s 1s me 4ttempt1ng to 4vo1d crowb4r be1ng... TRACE: crowbar QUARTERS: yes. FIN: Crowbar i5 in charge of AR too. QUARTERS: so? FIN: 5o AR probably ha5 crowbar breathing down hi5 neck 24/7 anyway5! FIN: It would not hurt to play one more game with u5. ACE DICK: SEEMS YOURE A FAN FAVORITE QUARTERS ACE DICK: ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO DISAPPOINT QUARTERS: yes.

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ACE DICK: BOOM BABY

CANS: GOD FUCK1NG DAMN FIN: Again with thi5 fucking 5hit how can you fucking win every time?!?!? FIN: What? FIN: Ahahahaa good one. ACE DICK: WHAT ACE DICK: WHAT HE SAY FIN: Trace 5aid the only way 5omeone could be that lucky i5 if clover rubbed off on em. FIN: Rubbed off. FIN: Get it? TRACE: th3y got it FIN: I dont know man dick is preeeeetty 5tupid. He might not have. ACE DICK: YEAH WELL THIS STUPID GUY JUST BEAT YOU AT HUNK RUMP ACE DICK: FOR THE EIGTH TIME IN A ROW CANS: THAT'S GOTTA BE 5OME 5ORTA RECORD A1NT 1T QUARTERS: sure. CANS: 1'M HONE5TLY TEMPTED TO CALL HOR5ESH1T ON TH15 ONE FIN: Agreed. Thi5 i5 without a doubt a whole boatload of hor5e5hit. ACE DICK: OH BOO HOO ACE DICK: POOR LITTLE THINGS CANT HANDLE LOSING WITHOUT IT BEING CHEATING ACE DICK: LOOK LETS PLAY ANOTHER ROUND HUH ACE DICK: MAYBE YOULL BEAT ME THIS TIME

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if anyone is ever interested in doing guest art for this fanventure feel free to send an ask. Art tends to be what stalls the fanventure from proceeding at a rapid pace because I am slow with this for some reason. 

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Hello you pessimistic cranky son a bitch. You're a sight for sore eyes.  

>Ace Dick: Aggressively win in Hunk Rump tournament. 

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You hate this planet. At first you kind of liked it. LAND OF CARDS AND CELLS. The card motif was everwhere, spades galore. But the CELL part -yeah not so fun. One of the assholes told you the cell thing was supposed to be ironic (and also a punishment because quote "Ou7 of all 7he players presen7 you are the mos7 dangerous and belong behind bars 7he mos7" unquote -but honestly other than overthrowing the monarchy and trying to poison and stab some folks you don't see why you should be behind bars). You lean against the spire. Whenever you feel like escaping this mess there's always one guy you can count on to not be quite as stupid as the usual bunch.

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Because Droog has gone MIA, you are now Spades Slick.

You can clearly see the aforementioned slab in your field of vision. It is on a large spire which has it's stairs winding around it. You have inspected the large structure before but have not made it all that far. There are jail cells all up the sides, you can't go three steps without seeing some dusty aftermath of mass incineration of this incarceration. It's actually pretty fucked up, you think. The outlines of the bodies are there -and sure you could not look at them, but it's a long way up and your eyes are bound to wander. Some of the time the jail cells dont bother you at all, but there are some outlines that seem too familiar for comfort and that's when you tend to bail.

Your plan for today was to make it to the top, but due to the fact that some asshole hasn't done ratshit in the past few months your plan is going to have to change. That slab at the top -which you are sure is there because not one, not two, but THREE idiots have told you it's there -is evidently extremely important. One idiot in particular said it was the key to unlocking something...powerful. Which is right up your alley. You love being powerful, having power, being in power: it's kind of your shtick. You guess you could sleep for a bit, check up on how things are going on horrible and shittier derse2 right now. You said you were going to do other things first -but you have been awake for...oh five days now. No big.

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You never actually asked him why you were on this shit planet again. You suppose you got distracted.

Oh well.

Droog appears to be unavailable for playing temporarily. 

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