!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

[runningjoke]

[Gems who fought in the war fought as well as they could. And they were replaced, when they were broken. As simple as that.]

Whittled your numbers down to three, didn't she?

[beyourrock]

[She falters slightly. Ouch, what a blow.]

You forget, there's four of us.

[runningjoke]

I didn't forget. There's the Fusion, the Quartz, the Hybrid, and the Accessory.

[beyourrock]

Funny to hear that coming from a coward!

[runningjoke]

Is that supposed to be an insult?? I know I'm not supposed to fight, idiot!

[beyourrock]

You hide behind other capable Gems and let them do the dirty work for you!

You're afraid to do anything yourself, even if it's something new!

[runningjoke]

I do what I'm supposed to! Are you seriously trying to tell me I should have fought you instead of having Jasper do it?!

I'm not!!

[beyourrock]

Why do you think the Crystal Gems survived this long? It's because of our teamwork!

And yes you are! You thought a snowball was a weapon!

[runningjoke]

And that's not how things work on Homeworld! JASPERS fight, and PERIDOTS drive the ship!!

[What goes unsaid: I don't know how to fight.]

I know it's not now! But you thought my Robonoid was a weapon, which it isn't. You don't know everything!

[What goes unsaid again: I don't know everything either.]

[babbylon]

You, on the other hand, seem to know absolutely nothing at all.

[Show's over, ladies. He's heard just about enough.]

Insult my Master once more and you will have much bigger problem on your hands than your insufferably large mouth, trollop.

[runningjoke]

Uh, I'm not talking to you?

[babbylon]

I suspect you won't be doing very much of it with a few blades lodged down your throat, no.

[runningjoke]

I don't know what kind of deal she has with you- bodyguard? Escort? I don't care.

She can't call me a coward if she has to have someone step in to talk for her.

[beyourrock]

He does not speak for me.

[runningjoke]

Have you told him that?

[beyourrock]

Look, I'm sorry for his behavior.

He's just... over protective.

[runningjoke]

...

[ "I'm sorry"? ]

What are you even doing with him? Employing some human for some reason?

[beyourrock]

It's rather complicated.

You could say he's an... ally of mine?

[runningjoke]

Well tell him to butt out. If you're going to threaten me, it should be from you.

[beyourrock]

I never meant to threaten you in the first place! He's still his own person.

Like I said, he's over protective. He won't cause any harm.

[runningjoke]

After everything I've said, you're still not going to threaten me?

[beyourrock]

I can teach you a lesson at some point. [She says rather confidently.]

But I'm not going to threaten you. What point would there be for me to threaten you? You can't even defend yourself.

[beyourrock]

Gilgamesh. That's quite enough.

[babbylon]

It is shameful that you would let such insects disrespect you, Pearl.

[But he'll settle down. For now. Otherwise threatened blade spearing will wind up the least violent suggestion on the list.]

[beyourrock]

She's set in her ways.

As much as I dislike her, there's no need to threaten her like that.