Rapid Eye Movement in 5 minutes or less
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l_the_fangirlBecause the game is over. And it was awesome.
Dr. Eloise Schwartzchild: Once upon a time, when people grew up to be BIG and HELLA SMART and when you didn't eat your veggies got IN YOUR FACE, aliens FUCKED IT UP and now THINGS SUCK.
Aliens: Like we're doing right now. Oh, hey, that looks explosive!
(Trinity College explodes)
Trinity College: That hurts, you know. ...Bloody aliens.
Lloyd: Aw f*** no. Jessica isn't enough of an a****** yet to be any good at thi- OW.
Jessica: Er, sorry, didn't mean to run into you. Literally. *does a moe whine*
Lloyd: Cut that s*** out and kick some a** like I know you can, girl.
Alice: You'd be a much more credible as a total raging git if you didn't censor your swearing.
Lloyd: Bite me.
(Alice grins.)
Lloyd: ...oh b*****. She's SCARY when she does that. ...Dr S! Are they together or trying to be cute?
Dr Eloise Schwartzchild: Who? - Oh you mean the aliens!
Lloyd: Before this turns into f***** Abbot and Costello, just tell me if they're in a squad or not.
Dr. S: A squad.
Lloyd: Peachy. Jack me in, Operator.
Alice: Sweet dreams. Don't let the Bliss hit you on the way out.
Lloyd: It's this caring and sensitivity that makes me love... snores
Thomas: wrings hands as usual You going to be okay, Jessica?
Jessica: It's only a routine mission, Thomas.
Clouds: (thunder ominously)
Jessica: ...ignore that. I'll just go dream of slaughtering electric sheep now.
Thomas: ...er, you do that.
Dr. S: Right. Everyone strapped in? Right! ANIMa, hassha! Alpha wave reports in... oh yeah, they're sleeping all right. Delta waves read no hallucinations... yet. And, holy shit, these are some freaky theta waves! That's one surreal-ass dream!
Alice: Would you stop engaging the goddamn chevrons already and get to the mission!?
Dr. S: We have Rapid Eye Movement!
Thomas: ...wait, the title of this campaign actually makes sense? Are you sure this is Bliss Stage and not a whacked out BESM game?
Dr. S: I'm ignoring that. Anchors away!
ChessyPig and SoylentWhite: (Kill Elliott for that pun)
Elliott Belser: (had Auto-Revive up) What?
-Cue EarthBound battle swirly transition thing and Nightwish music-
Nightwish: SILENTLY THE SENSES~! ABANDON ALL DEFENSES~!
Lloyd: Okay, that's a pretty f***** ominous soundtrack.
Jessica: Hey, I see the aliens!
Thomas: They're trying to get to high ground to snipe us!
Lloyd: ...In Cambridge? They fail Basic Tactics forever.
Alice: Just form your ANIMa already.
Jessica: Okay then. THOMAS PRISM POWER!
Elliott Belser: ...did we ever find out what that looks like? The red sundress in Final Nightmare notwithstanding?
Jessica: FORM BLAZING JASON!
Jason: Aw, sweet! I get to be a hand cannon!
Jessica: TARRAGON CRISIS MAKE-UP!
Tarragon: ...and I'm a wussy grappling hook. I'm a tad offended.
Lloyd: Oh, bite me, Patchouli son of Ganja. It's every bit as wussy as you are. At any rate, IT'S MORPHING TIME!
Alice: Huh, our relationship is made out of insubstantial wisps of smoke. ...How INCREDIBLY appropriate, you two-timing man-whore.
Lloyd: What? It's not like Amanda was naked.
Amanda: You should have given me five seconds, I would have been. Also, nice bit of subtlety, making my relationship with you a whole bunch of LONG, HARD SPIKES on your armor.
Lloyd: I plead the fifth. So, let's go kill what appears to be E.V.E. on anabolic steroids.
Alien Drone: ...WALL-E? (Scans area) WALL-E!!!
Jessica: (shoots alien in the face)
Alien Drone: BELGUM, that stings! (Pops out plasma cannon)
Other Alien Drone: Don't worry E.V.E., I'LL save you!
Lloyd: Boot to the head! (Kicks other alien drone)
Other Alien Drone: (is kicked)
Jessica: I'm going to bust a cap in your... anterior thruster? (she does)
Alien Drone: (explodes into gunge)
Jessica: *twitch* ...Okay, officially creeped out.
Interim Stage Rules: Congrats! You've won your first point of Trauma, Jessica! What are you going to do next?
Jessica: Scream like the little girl I am? EEEEEEEEEEEE~!
Thomas: LOLI PROTECTOR MODE ENGAGED. ACTIVATING REVIVAL PROTOCOLS. (Sings Soul of an Angel)
Jessica: (wakes up) ~EEEEEEEEE ...oh it's you. S...sorry, it's just.... so scary, and I thought I was still dreaming, and...
Thomas: Sookay. Sookay. Hugs
Thomas x Jessica Intimacy Score: THREED!
ChessyPig and SoylentWhite: That was NOT a fucking interlude!
Elliott Belser: My friend The Interim Stage Rulebook says otherwise.
Interim Stage: Shyeah. That was totally an Interlude. Idiots!
ChessyPig and SoylentWhite: (attempt to strangle Elliott)
Elliott Belser: ...thoughicouldbepersuadednottomakeityourprivilegedinterlude?
ChessyPig: Your terms are... acceptable.
Lloyd: Considering that the worst they can do is fling X-Box 360 particle effects at us as they explode, you can wake me up, Alice.
Alice: (Swats eject button)
Electricity: (courses through theLCL aminotic fluid gel in Lloyd's creche)
Lloyd: (Is barbecued awake) What the fuck was that for, woman!?
Alice: (Admiring Lloyd) Oh, you can take it.
Lloyd: ...True. Excuse me while I wash the Tang off me so I can properly "thank" you.
Interim Stage Rules: (gives them a Trust Building result)
SoylentWhite: ... (Manifests 3/1-1 rel with Elliott into a rusty spork with which to kill Elliott)
Elliott Belser: Meeble.
To be continued after I get kicked out.
Dr. Eloise Schwartzchild: Once upon a time, when people grew up to be BIG and HELLA SMART and when you didn't eat your veggies got IN YOUR FACE, aliens FUCKED IT UP and now THINGS SUCK.
Aliens: Like we're doing right now. Oh, hey, that looks explosive!
(Trinity College explodes)
Trinity College: That hurts, you know. ...Bloody aliens.
Lloyd: Aw f*** no. Jessica isn't enough of an a****** yet to be any good at thi- OW.
Jessica: Er, sorry, didn't mean to run into you. Literally. *does a moe whine*
Lloyd: Cut that s*** out and kick some a** like I know you can, girl.
Alice: You'd be a much more credible as a total raging git if you didn't censor your swearing.
Lloyd: Bite me.
(Alice grins.)
Lloyd: ...oh b*****. She's SCARY when she does that. ...Dr S! Are they together or trying to be cute?
Dr Eloise Schwartzchild: Who? - Oh you mean the aliens!
Lloyd: Before this turns into f***** Abbot and Costello, just tell me if they're in a squad or not.
Dr. S: A squad.
Lloyd: Peachy. Jack me in, Operator.
Alice: Sweet dreams. Don't let the Bliss hit you on the way out.
Lloyd: It's this caring and sensitivity that makes me love... snores
Thomas: wrings hands as usual You going to be okay, Jessica?
Jessica: It's only a routine mission, Thomas.
Clouds: (thunder ominously)
Jessica: ...ignore that. I'll just go dream of slaughtering electric sheep now.
Thomas: ...er, you do that.
Dr. S: Right. Everyone strapped in? Right! ANIMa, hassha! Alpha wave reports in... oh yeah, they're sleeping all right. Delta waves read no hallucinations... yet. And, holy shit, these are some freaky theta waves! That's one surreal-ass dream!
Alice: Would you stop engaging the goddamn chevrons already and get to the mission!?
Dr. S: We have Rapid Eye Movement!
Thomas: ...wait, the title of this campaign actually makes sense? Are you sure this is Bliss Stage and not a whacked out BESM game?
Dr. S: I'm ignoring that. Anchors away!
ChessyPig and SoylentWhite: (Kill Elliott for that pun)
Elliott Belser: (had Auto-Revive up) What?
-Cue EarthBound battle swirly transition thing and Nightwish music-
Nightwish: SILENTLY THE SENSES~! ABANDON ALL DEFENSES~!
Lloyd: Okay, that's a pretty f***** ominous soundtrack.
Jessica: Hey, I see the aliens!
Thomas: They're trying to get to high ground to snipe us!
Lloyd: ...In Cambridge? They fail Basic Tactics forever.
Alice: Just form your ANIMa already.
Jessica: Okay then. THOMAS PRISM POWER!
Elliott Belser: ...did we ever find out what that looks like? The red sundress in Final Nightmare notwithstanding?
Jessica: FORM BLAZING JASON!
Jason: Aw, sweet! I get to be a hand cannon!
Jessica: TARRAGON CRISIS MAKE-UP!
Tarragon: ...and I'm a wussy grappling hook. I'm a tad offended.
Lloyd: Oh, bite me, Patchouli son of Ganja. It's every bit as wussy as you are. At any rate, IT'S MORPHING TIME!
Alice: Huh, our relationship is made out of insubstantial wisps of smoke. ...How INCREDIBLY appropriate, you two-timing man-whore.
Lloyd: What? It's not like Amanda was naked.
Amanda: You should have given me five seconds, I would have been. Also, nice bit of subtlety, making my relationship with you a whole bunch of LONG, HARD SPIKES on your armor.
Lloyd: I plead the fifth. So, let's go kill what appears to be E.V.E. on anabolic steroids.
Alien Drone: ...WALL-E? (Scans area) WALL-E!!!
Jessica: (shoots alien in the face)
Alien Drone: BELGUM, that stings! (Pops out plasma cannon)
Other Alien Drone: Don't worry E.V.E., I'LL save you!
Lloyd: Boot to the head! (Kicks other alien drone)
Other Alien Drone: (is kicked)
Jessica: I'm going to bust a cap in your... anterior thruster? (she does)
Alien Drone: (explodes into gunge)
Jessica: *twitch* ...Okay, officially creeped out.
Interim Stage Rules: Congrats! You've won your first point of Trauma, Jessica! What are you going to do next?
Jessica: Scream like the little girl I am? EEEEEEEEEEEE~!
Thomas: LOLI PROTECTOR MODE ENGAGED. ACTIVATING REVIVAL PROTOCOLS. (Sings Soul of an Angel)
Jessica: (wakes up) ~EEEEEEEEE ...oh it's you. S...sorry, it's just.... so scary, and I thought I was still dreaming, and...
Thomas: Sookay. Sookay. Hugs
Thomas x Jessica Intimacy Score: THREED!
ChessyPig and SoylentWhite: That was NOT a fucking interlude!
Elliott Belser: My friend The Interim Stage Rulebook says otherwise.
Interim Stage: Shyeah. That was totally an Interlude. Idiots!
ChessyPig and SoylentWhite: (attempt to strangle Elliott)
Elliott Belser: ...thoughicouldbepersuadednottomakeityourprivilegedinterlude?
ChessyPig: Your terms are... acceptable.
Lloyd: Considering that the worst they can do is fling X-Box 360 particle effects at us as they explode, you can wake me up, Alice.
Alice: (Swats eject button)
Electricity: (courses through the
Lloyd: (Is barbecued awake) What the fuck was that for, woman!?
Alice: (Admiring Lloyd) Oh, you can take it.
Lloyd: ...True. Excuse me while I wash the Tang off me so I can properly "thank" you.
Interim Stage Rules: (gives them a Trust Building result)
SoylentWhite: ... (Manifests 3/1-1 rel with Elliott into a rusty spork with which to kill Elliott)
Elliott Belser: Meeble.
To be continued after I get kicked out.
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