Barker likes writing way too much. (OPEN RP THREAD)
 

Howdy, this is Barker's writing thread. Where we can do collaborative writing, or roleplay, as it's now known as.

BASE RULES:
- no godmodding
- keep it safe for work, light gore is allowed with content warnings. i think there's spoiler tags, use those?
- swearing's also allowed, as long as it's within trisphee's rules.
- just follow trisphee's rules, basically.
- have so much bloody fun.
- no need for character profiles. just jump in with whatever muse you want. you wanna test a muse? go ahead.
- break the fourth wall if u want to tbh.

i'll be posting up a proper starter or something in a moment. also, feel free to use rp icons if you can figure out how to get them on here.

this is my first roleplay thread, let me know if you want smth changed please.

Barker is currently playing Cookie Clicker. He's just staring at the cookie count and watching it go up. It's a marvel that he has not unfocused yet.

Oh, wait. He has.

Joy.

He just purchases another temple with the required amount of cookies. He got bored of coding, so instead he's procrastinating by playing Cookie Clicker. Please come bother him.

>8O "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAUU!" *flops into Cookie Clicker from the sky* "Oofh!" >n< Merskelly brushes herself off and gets up, slapping her skull back into place and rolling her eye around in it's socket. <x[ "Ahhh...I should've brought a jelly cushie." ono "Heyyyy! Wait a sec-!" >:[ *puts hands on hips* "This isn't the Hotel Hauntaroo at all!" She doesn't seem to be aware of where she is and who is watching her.

There's an exclamation of alarm when Merskelly literally falls into the tab that he currently has open, playing Cookie Clicker, before Barker immediately silences himself.

The first thing that comes out of his mouth is not a very happy thing.

"Not you again! Haven't I told you not to trespass on my--!"

He realizes that this distinctly not-human person is in the laptop. This is not going to end well.

"How are you even in the computer."

o-o ?! "Wut!" *looks around cluelessly* >8. "Whosaidat?!"
She then looks up at Barker from behind the monitor screen. O.O "WOahh, a breakfast boi!" She documents Barker in an audio recording device. >:/ "I seem to have stumbled into someone's weird organization farm. Now the leader of it seems to have noticed my presence. Although, I just got here. He seems alert and all-seeing. I should proceed with careful steps."

While Barker is distracted, Derpy sneaks in. Upon seeing the cookie game, he squeals excitedly and dashes forward. "COOKIES!" He climbs up and begins mashing laptop keys, trying to make the computer give him a cookie. "GIMMIE COOKIE!"

O~O;! "Cripes! There's two cookie lords!" Merskelly looks up at a big Derpy from beyond the screen. "And one of them really wants the cookies." o.o "Note: Find a means to transport cookies." >:/ *works to create a machine while munching on a cookie*

He just stares at this, before gently taking Derpy off the keyboard.

"You are not a program. Why are you in the damn computer?"

Derpy flails as he is lifted away, still trying to hit the keys. "But I want a cookie!" he wails loudly. He waits a moment, then hops up onto Barker's lap and reaches out with one paw to try to sneakily tap at the keyboard again. He's not as good at being a ninja as he thinks.

"You'll get a cookie in a bit, jeez."

Grumpy void dog is grumpy.

:c "Computer?".... *is making a ridiculous looking matter transporter in the shape of a duck* ono "Oh no. So it's true. The matrix is real." @-@ "Everything is a simulation...a twisted game. A bunch of ones and zeros..."

-w- "Eh." *shrug* "I've been in worse realities." *munches on cookie* >:} "I hope you're not going to flip flop with terror once I totally flood your world with delicious cookies. Heheheh."

"Nah, I'm just gonna sit on me arse and drink an energy drink. One of those large cans, aye?"

Barker, what's with the accent change. Oh no.

"Ye know, it'd be nice if you weren't in me computer. I don't need you stealing my files."

o-o ? Merskelly looks around, shifting her eye in her socket. "Is there anything cool to steal though??" *tightens screw for crazy ducky matter transporter* "Or is it just a bunch of numbers and stuff?" /:[ "Lemme see..." She climbs out of the game window and onto the desktop, floating over to a folder, looking through it casually. :/ "Hmmm,..oh? What's this? :] Fan-fiction??"
*flips another page* o-o;...o_o;...*flips another page*...0-o;?…"ohh." o-o *slowly nods*

He doesn't have a fanfiction folder. All of his fanfiction is on Google Docs.

Whoever the fuck made a fanfiction folder is going to get launched into the sun. Barker just pets Derpy quietly. He is not amused at this current turn of events.

ono;;! "Good gravy who was that?!" *shuts folder and puts it back, floating down under the taskbar to hide* O_O; "Are you the god of the fanfiction?" :[ "And why is there nothing but robot romance stories in there?" <.<; *hides more, sorry for peeking in strange foreign-made folder* "I was just looking for something good to steal but, I don't see anything besides these cookies.." :[

Merskelly taps the ducky transporter machine and puts a cookie into it. Suddenly it gets sucked into the bill and the machine quacks, a large egg shaped carton materializing out of crazy green electricity and appearing in the room outside the computer next to Barker and Derpy. The egg case then cracks open revealing the single cookie inside it.
<:/ "hmmm..I can't see too good from in here. Did it make it??"

0.0 ! "Ohhhhh.." Merskelly cannot stop staring at the avatar and at the blue lights made as it interacts with the folder. She beholds the digital sparks and smiles at the avatar. "You're so glowyy." ewe
? "Um, yyyeeess, but-" <w<; "I like to cross weird bridges..and take shiny things." *puts more cookies for Derpy into the transporter*
"Ohh yeah." o-o; *nodnod* "Yeahhhh, it's not very good." eue; "No offence to the writer of course."
Merskelly then remembers what she wanted to ask before getting distracted by the glowyness. "Hey, wait-!" 0.0 "If you're a digital consciousness here," :3 "maybe you can help me! I'm looking for a way out. I'm not really from around here." :[ *rubs skeletal metal arm*

<That really depends on how you got here in the first place. I can come and go easily enough, but you’re an entity who isn’t supposed to be here.>

The avatar looks Merskelly up and down.

<...At least not in a physical form.>


((In case anyone’s wondering, I’m drawing inspiration from Shadowrun, as well as Dragon Age. In SR, deckers, people with neural implants, are able to jack into the Matrix at any jackpoint, and manifest as a shimmering blue avatar. They’re able to interact with the manifestations of subsystems and anti-virus as if it were a physical place. In Dragon Age, there exists a dream-world, a spirit world, known as the Fade. Usually mages are the only ones who can cross into the Fade while awake (most people, excluding dwarves, who do not have this link, can only enter while dreaming), but crossing the Veil while awake can really mess a person up if precautions are not taken. Spirits, especially malevolent ones, are attracted to these mages, and occasionally Dreamers, because being awake and/or cognizant of the Fade means the person’s powerful to and extent, and demons see possessing powerful humans as a way out of the Fade.))

<:/ "well..I was looking for a game world to explore with my simulated reality hat, but I landed here instead of looking for candy ghosts.." *scratches bony cheek* :[ "I guess it's my fault for not checking my connections n' everythin' b'fore settin' off…"
Merskelly rolls her eye back into her other socket and floats over to the CRT avatar. "Do you have a name? Or can I call you shiny mc shine?" :c "And can I steal you?"

[[Very neat! I know nothing about Dragon Age or Shadowrun, <X} but both of those out-of-body existences into the exploration of worlds on a separate plane concepts are pretty cool.]]

He's just angrily squinting at the fucking screen. He doesn't remember making ukagakas like this.

Wait-a-fucking-moment, SSP isn't even running.

"What the fuck is going on here. If you haven't noticed, the two of you are in the laptop?? Why are you in there."

:[ ! "Weeeellllll, I got here thanks to my eye and the SR hat I made." >.>; *points to self before suggestively nodding over at the CRT avatar* "I dunno what explanation mr. magical shiny man here has." *crosses arms looking up at the Barker from behind the screen* /:[ "The real question is...why aren't you in a laptop??"
*floats over to the CRT avatar with shiny sparkle in eye*
+o- "And how can I resist polishing those arms of yours??"

<-<; "Hmm..I know what you mean.." Merskelly rubs her arm with her spoopy bony hand in reluctance to share, but manages to anyway.

"Hopping into different places both virtual and subconscious is what I sorta feel like I have to do...just to avoid returning to the outside, where I could get embarrassed..or crowded...or talked to...or,..well, hurt again.." <:c "But, I'm trying to slowly connect with both sides of the mirror." <:] *shrug*
"I know I don't belong on either side, and I feel like a lone fish in a jazz club..So why not belong nowhere? And be me, rather than survive to lose myself?" Merskelly gently places robo-hand on the avatar's shoulder, but it passes thru and she tries again, barely hovering hand on his shoulder instead. ^-^;
"I feel better knowing I'm not the only one that loves escaping into the digital wilderness...as dangerous and weird and stupid and creepy as it can be." ^~^;
She floats upside down smiling at the avatar, her eyeball rolling down in her socket. -wo "Now, how about that arm? Does it do anything cool? Does it? Does it??" *wiggles ankles weirdly but excitedly*

O.O "Oh!" *faces Barker* "And how's it going up there?" :D "I can send ya a cookie from in here if you like."

Derpy had started to doze off in Barker's lap when cookies suddenly began to manifest outside of the computer. He sniffs a few times, then scrambles up onto the desk, bumping the laptop in the process, and happily begins munching on cookies.
"Yummy! Thanks compooter person!"
They taste slightly off, like a dollar store knockoff of a name brand, but Derpy doesn't seem to notice. He is clearly very excited to have free cookies.

:D ! "Oh good! They made it after all! Ah, and good manners...gotta reward that." -w-
*tosses more cookies into the ducky transporter for Derpy*
"You're very welcome lil' sky puppy. Don't forget to thank the real computer person out there with ya! They're why there's actually cookies in here to send!" ^w^

He just stares at this. This amount of bullshit does not compute, and he is not having it.

"So, would shutting the computer off displace you from it, or would you two shut off as well?"

CRT shrugs again.

<I could just leave via your internet connection. But if you disconnect that first, and then turn off your rig... Let's just say I wouldn't be too awfully happy, but I've been there, done that, I'll live.>

He side-eyes the floating skeleton kid.

<...Not sure about her, though.>

((You could try it. The result would probably be that you suddenly have two new people in your room, bc CRT has weird dimension-phasing abilities.))

ono;? *looks over at the CRT and then up at the big screen with Barker and Derpy, waiting for something to happen.* "w-ell," /o-o\; "I guess that would be one way out of here..?"

Barker just sighs, before going to the menu and pressing 'Shut Down'. "My apologies if this hurts."

8( "Ohh shoot my machiney!"
Merskelly quickly pockets the ducky machine before the screen closes out into the shut down display.

There is a strange whistling sound that can be interpreted as an oddly mechanical
and exasperated sigh as the avatar of CRT grabs the girl's wrist and dashes forward, left hand outstretched and sparking wildly.

From the other side of the screen, Barker briefly sees the screen... ripple... before CRT's now-metallic self crosses back into the physical world, Merskelly in tow.

The sudden existence of mass (less than expected) and volume (more than expected) throws off the robot's calculations, and the two bowl into Barker, with all three rolling into a jumbled heap on the ground.

Something buzzes, and CRT works quickly to extricate himself from the pile, aware that most humans and skeletons dislike being crushed under a 230 pound android with sharp edges. He sits down a short distance away, wiping at his monitor with a corner of his jacket. Two characters flicker onto the screen.

< :| >



((CRT is 5'3" but made of...metal.))

@~<; "Wuhhuhuhhhhh." *rolls off and onto floor, dazed and amused* "Hwuhuhuhuh! That was awesome!" <xD "Let's do that again."
Merskelly brushes herself off and stumbles onto her feet a little dizzy. Her eye seems stuck in her skull as she gives it a few soft smacks until it dislodges and rolls back into one of her sockets. A cute beanie with the words "Save it" stitched into it is a little tilted on her head but she slides it off and places it inside her bag of nonsense and junk.
She turns to the CRT who is no longer an avatar. "Wewh. Thanks for that." <:} *cracks spine* "You've got quite the grip sir."
She looks at both the CRT and Barker, lifting both skelly feet off the ground in a quiet hover.
:o "You both okay?"

-w- "Psshawwh, I had a physical self outside the machine of courrrse." *waves skelly hand nonchalantly* "I think you might have pulled it briefly through planes, buhcuz I still had my simulated reality hat on." :] "Like I said: Quite a grip." =w= "Wish I had that kind of arm power." *stretches mechanical arm out and it makes a sad but weird wah-wah sound like that of an electric violin function*

Merskelly floats over to the aderpable Derpy. :[ "Sorry I couldn't send through any more cookies lil' bubble-bee. Would you turn down a spongey blanket?" <:3 *offers a pink and yellow blanket from pouch made out of soft sponge* ^-^ "It's really snuggly and feels good on the scales."

* 8Nephila8 splashes content in her pool party of one. *


(I'll add my avatar to this post later as I think it'll help for cohesion later, also this thread needed to be revived.)

*Star busts through into the whitespace, sailor moon power kicking into the ad above her. Tossing her right hand up to brush her hair up as it swayed coming back down.*

"I shall PUNISH you in the Name of the MOON!

Such a waste for an avatar to be posting junk."

(on a side note, looks like the account age is from 2010, most likely the account been hacked or something since last post was 2017 and suddenly this year)