!IMPORTANT! video; username: 82736775

[ricksybusiness]

[The video is from everyone's favorite camera-shy mad scientist, 82736775. This time, he's not even present in a carefully-framed way; he appears to just be using his jewellery as a Go-Pro.

The view is a large machine in the middle of the woods. It's crudely constructed, with loud, grinding gears and exhaust tubes belching smoke. There are three figures scurrying about -- Dipper, Shiki, and Hide, for those of you who would recognize them -- pulling levers and turning cranks and struggling to hear each other over the machine's groaning. Jars of fairy goop hang off the thing like lanterns in a coal mine.]

Listen uuuup, bitcheesss!

[The view jerks, then readjusts as the sky comes into focus.]

Thanks to my genius and everybody else's scrappy, can-do attitude, we're about to make scientific history. By which I mean w-we're about to blow this bullshit away.

[His hand enters the frame. He is flipping off the sky.]

Engage Operation: Fuck You, Magic!

[The frame stays centered on the sky, though the machine's groaning reaches almost deafening levels. Above the cacophony, there's a high-pitched whining: something is warming up. All over Chantes, the ground shakes.

Then bright green fills the screen and everything is so loud that it's almost silent. Those of you who are at a distance may see a gigantic green beam shooting into the sky just before everything turns bright white for a few long seconds.

And suddenly, there is light. Stars. Two moons. The sky is back.

82736775 is laughing maniacally. He swings the frame around to the giant machine, which has blasted wide open: smoking panels have fallen to the ground, exposing frayed wires. His assistants are also on the ground, looking dazed.]

Suck my dick, Narnia! Haha, yeah!

Now let's figure out what to do and get the hell off this rock! Team science, ouuuut!

[ ooc. IMPORTANT! the sun is now returned. from this point on, there are normal day-night cycles in chantes! be aware there are two moons, and the sun rises in the west. use this post to discuss what to do now! threadjacking encouraged. thank you to my fellow players and our modteam for making this plot so successful! i love you all.

UPDATE! check this thread for conversation on a peaceful option. ]

Comments

[beyourrock]

I'm not moody!

A proper thank you to everyone that helped might suffice.

[ricksybusiness]

O-oh, a proper thank you to everyone? Or just you. I-i-is that what you're saying, I didn't kiss your ass enough?

[beyourrock]

That isn't what I said at all!

Look, whatever. Go drink to your heart's content.

[ricksybusiness]

Well, now I'm just going to angry drink. The first thing that goes right on this planet, and you fucked it up. Good. Job.

1/??

[beyourrock]

I didn't fuck anything up!

[beyourrock]

[beyourrock]

done

[beyourrock]

I mean, I didn't screw anything up! I...

Just. Nevermind! Forget it! Go ahead! have your angry drink! I don't care! I'm not going to have you push guilt onto me. I did nothing wrong!

[ricksybusiness]

[YEEEESS, PEARL, GIVE IN TO YOUR HATE...]

W-well, well, look at you. Princess can get pissed.

[beyourrock]

It's Pearl!

[ricksybusiness]

Alright, alright. [Don't blow his cover! He remembers their agreement.]

L-look, you seem tense. That's what I'm saying. B-bad pitch: can you metabolize alcohol?

[beyourrock]

That's because you're the one making me tense!

[She mutters before she huffs lightly.]

Yes, but I choose not to. I don't drink or eat.

[ricksybusiness]

W-well--well, I'm not leaving this shit heap unless ALA--ALASTAIR says so, soooo. [He means he is going to continue to cause her tension.] There's an alternative to help you relaaax.

[beyourrock]

Are you assuming that if I consume alcohol, I'll be more relaxed?

Sure, alcohol is a depressant, but I'm not subjecting myself to the aftermath. Or even your behavior while under the influence.

[ricksybusiness]

[He was either suggesting that, or that she get laid. But moving on.]

Spoken like somebody who's never gotten fucked up. I'm asking you to party with me, P-pearl. At this point I feel obligated.

[beyourrock]

Give me one good reason why I should 'party' with you.

not here but judging intensely

[babbylon]

[Woah.

Woah.

Woah.

Note to self, Master is incredibly attractive when hot and bothered like this. Likelihood of attempts to pry such scathing vulgarity from her in the future: high.]

[runningjoke]

LANGUAGE, PEARL! NOW WHO'S THE ONE SAYING THINGS WHERE STEVEN CAN SEE IT??

[beyourrock]

[WELL...!!]

You're the one who is a terrible influence on him!

And trying to get me in trouble with Mr. Doe here! What did you do to his files?!

[runningjoke]

I didn't try to do anything involving you.

[For once.]

What, did he blame you too?? HAH! He's even stupider than I thought! Either way, stay out of what's between me and him. We have a deal now, so butt out.

As for being a terrible influence on Steven, look in a mirror. I haven't done anything wrong, and you're the one screwing it up all over the place.

[beyourrock]

Name one thing I've screwed up on!

I don't see you making any attempts to help with anything! All you do is fly around and laugh in people's faces!

[runningjoke]

Are you sure you'd want me to say it all out loud?

No. Just your face. If you really want to know, I'm working on a way to get back to Homeworld.

[beyourrock]

I have nothing to hide.

[And she says this with utmost confidence. There's a sound of Pearl rolling her eyes with a scoff.]

Of course you are. Running back home to the Diamond Authorty.

[runningjoke]

Highly unlikely.

Yes. Reporting back to my Diamond. And I think she'll like what I've found.

[beyourrock]

[Oh dear stars.]

Your Diamond doesn't care about you. She only cares about herself and her selfish aspirations.