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=> Ramsie: look in your syladex

You listen to the voice and look in your syladex. Your syladex has the grow modus. When you put an item in it becomes a flower bud and you have to wait till it either blooms or bares fruit to use it again, but if you wait too long they will fall out.

For this reason you do not carry many items at one time. There is also a spot in the trunk of the tree to put special items that you want to keep for a long time. In there you have the drift wood your lusus found you on, a few glow worms from your old cave, and..... oh. You forgot this was in there....

This was taken in your hive a few hours into the game when you all met together for the first time. You’ve kept it ever since. There is quite a bit of mud on it from when you stomped on it after crossing off Atr-..... a friends face. You cross out a face every time someone leaves. You immediately regret it, but it is done.... This used to make you happy, but now.... it just makes you sad.........

MG: NO! I'^^ noT going To jusT siT and ^^ope, waiTing for an end! I'^^ doing To do whaT I said! I'^^ going To fix This!!

(MG: NO! I'm not going to just sit and mope, waiting for an end! I'm doing to do what I said! I'm going to fix this!!)

=> Ramsie: What exactly will you do?

((edit: realized the picture was missing a lot of white so I fixed it. edit2: added a picture of his modus (and remembered the word modus)))

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=> Ramsie: What exactly will you do?

You ponder what you’re going to do. In ideal conditions you could go to sleep and sleep and ask the prospitians for some help, but your dreamself has been unresponsive. Not like it died, just like you had never woke up.

Your mind drifts to Skaia. That’s an obvious no for multiple reasons, most having to do with it being exploded. Man it would have been so much easier if it hadn’t.

Final idea is asking Hemera. Well, she’s not dead, she hasn’t disappeared since you haven’t finished your quest, and she is very nice to you. Hmmmm....

Looks like you’ll be paying your awesome denizen a visit! You really hope she has some wisdom to bestow upon you. well, some way or another something is gonna happen.

=> Ramsie: Visit Hemera.

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Skaia, the beginning of this tale, but sadly the end of this sessions role as the alpha timeline. After the disappearance of one of the trolls, a dear friend and often a mediator between all the trolls, Skaia randomly exploded. No one on the team truly knows why and the only one who might is too horrified to speak to much of anyone. Oddly, when their dreams selves presumably died they did not join the dream bubbles, but in fact stopped dreaming all together. Their sleeps are now dreamless and black, and while this is a welcome to those who’s dreams were never all that pleasant, it brings a dark and angry attitude to those who enjoyed dreaming, dreamselves or not.

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Tell us a bit about your fuchsia!

You attempt to be BUNNEL BICHAL.

You fail to be Bunnel because she is refusing to let you be her. Maybe once Ramsie has calmed down a bit and has a plan he can convince her to let you be her. Until then, Ramsie will tell you his view on Bunnel.

MG: Oh, You wanT To know abouT bunnel? Where do I sTarT? Well, firsT of all she’s ^^Y /\/\FL, or ^^oirail for life. We’ve been friends since we were verY liTTle. Around ^^e she’s kind and caring and proTecTive, buT around oThers she’s……. well There’s a reason no one asks whY she calls herself “The BiTch”.

(non quirk:

MG: Oh, you want to know about bunnel? Where do I start? Well, first of all she’s my MFL, or moirail for life. We’ve been friends since we were very little. Around me she’s kind and caring and protective, but around others she’s……. well there’s a reason no one asks why she calls herself “The Bitch”.)

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Ramsie, do you hate all your session members?

MG: No! I could never haTe The^^! I’^^ jusT scared, and confused, and…. worried. We’ve never had a falling ouT like This. WhaT will happen To The oThers? EspeciallY Those who aren’T verY sTrong ^^enTallY… And whaT abouT The ProspiTians and DersiTes! I heard ThaT TheY goT To Their ships safe, buT wiTh no place To go whaT will happen To The^^? I guess being caring and loving has iTs flaws Too…

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Your name is Ramsie Garden.

You are on your planet, LOCAG, in the bottom layer of your cave hive. You have just gotten off of an awful chat with your friends and feel just as awful. This is the first time you have ever reacted that way to anything. This is also the first time your moirail has abandoned you...... You feel like you just want to lay down and give up, but... something won’t let you.

What will you do?

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Yes that is a lot of text but you read HOMESTUCK, so suck it up! The trolls had long since set up a group chat to talk to each other at any given time. No one is allowed to ban anyone, but one can be blocked from responding for 5 minutes if their response is labeled as offensive by the chat creator. Sadly the chat creator is missing and probably does not have NEARLY enough computers. In fact they probably have zero at this moment, wherever they are. In the chat it is revealed that Skaia, Prospit, and Derse have just exploded. Many are already on edge as this obviously means that this timeline is now doomed. They all fight and bicker, Mage against Seer, Knight against Rogue, Rogue against everyone. This would have no doubt continued for ages had it not been an outburst from the Page, the kindest, friendliest, softest troll among them. His outburst catches them all off guard as he yells at them for fighting. He reminds them that they all began this game as a single team, working together to beat it. He says they can still figure out how to stay hopeful and not just die if they work together, and if they don’t he will find it himself. No one knows how to respond and one by one. The only troll left is the Knight and his dear moirail, Bunnel. After a moment of silence she too leaves. The Page does not loose hope though, and is determined to succeed.

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And so, the story of the 11′s doomed lives begin.