Side characters: Get names, thus increasing your chances of survival by a significant amount.Theros: Use EXPOSITIONTECH LEVEL 3: WALL OF TEXT.CA: Be Zaeran Kelona.Ugh, fine. Your name is ZAERAN KELONA, the SEER OF THEORY, and you are the sole TROLL on the asteroid. As a result, you are the resident expert on all things ROMANTIC, since other species' romance systems are all bullshit. You hate it, though, especially because a certain human keeps trying to understand troll culture and failing miserably. You were ejected into the VOID BETWEEN SESSIONS by a small mishap with your Quest Bed, which also conveniently resulted in your attaining of GOD TIER. However, your dreamself was, due to shenanigans, also ejected from your session. As a result, you have continual NIGHTMARES from entering dreambubbles without any form of self-defense. As for:
>CA: Reveal why you flipped out when Alex's Bro got executed. That was you, right?
that was mostly due to the method of the rather tragic death of your lusus, a few of your teammates, and several unfortunate imps. You think you'll explain more later when you're actually talking to the Mage instead of to the fourth wall. You're still working on that, though.
TB: Be Jack Spat.Ugh, fine, but you hate that name. You are now JACK SPAT, the ROGUE OF TIME, and you are the sole HUMAN on the asteroid. You HATE YOUR NAME, because it sounds like something a stupid prick would be named. You aren't entirely sure why you haven't ditched all the other chumps who call you this, since they'd probably be toast without your time-travel and hacking capabilities. You consider for a moment that you're lonely, and then your INTERNET EGO shudders and pushes that train of thought deep into the recesses of your mind where it won't be called back again until the plot deems it crucial. You were ejected into the VOID BETWEEN SESSIONS due to a mishap with one of your teammates using their Cannonkind strife specibus a little too zealously. However, before this incident, you managed to reach God Tier, mostly by hacking into the game code to give yourself awesome powers. Your guardian, your CAT, died an unceremonious death by meteor. You didn't give a shit, since the stupid thing had it coming and you hated its guts for ruining your keyboards. Right now, you're about to go check on TE to make sure he hasn't gone and committed suicide or something, since you haven't seen the poor guy in... years? Months? Time's a little wonky out here.
TE: Have an unpronounceable and untypable name.Sure. Most organics can't really pronounce or spell your name, since it requires the presence of three throats to make the right noises and there aren't exactly letters in most common languages for the aforementioned noises. Most people just call you Phlegm after you tell them your name, although you really can't fathom why.
Anyways, you are PHLEGM and you are the sole EXTRATERRESTRIAL OF DUBIOUS ORIGIN on the asteroid. Seriously, that's the species' full name. This makes you the resident expert on all things STRANGE, RIDICULOUS, and GENERALLY A BAD IDEA. This has actually saved your ass from your angry compatriots more times than you would like to admit. You never really had a guardian, since your culture mandated that everyone be released into the wild to fend for themselves once they were old enough to see. This sort of initiation process makes your species one which EVOLVES very, very quickly, so it's not surprising whatsoever that you may have had latent psychic abilities that didn't kick in until now. Or maybe it's just crazy things from Sburb, since as the PAGE OF MIND, you were probably supposed to do something... mind-y? Maybe? You'll never know, because you were unceremoniously removed from your session by way of attempting to use a CRUXITE WEAPON, resulting in your being teleported to a separate 2-player session with an imp as your co-player. Your two meteor-compatriots burst into the session which was already doomed to fail and saved your ass, although they seem to constantly remind you that they don't know why they did that. Anyways, right now, you're still curled into a corner, hoping that CA's latest nightmare doesn't find you.
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