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TE: look, just...
TE: fuck, i cannot believe i'm actually coordinating shit with you.
TE: if i may ask, just shut up for a few while i type out the situation. it'd help not being aware of who i'm having to talk to.
EI: nah
TE: .........i am currently heading back to my house and am a few blocks away, so it will be a little bit before i can connect to sverb.
EI: well thanks for making me rush and bust my ass for nothing
TE: hey, any opportunity to give you disappointment is a win in my book.
EI: yeah well your books probably all disorganized and shit
EI: pages all out of order, weird stains from coffee or nosebleeds or god knows what else
EI: and nothing in it makes any god damn sense because the authors a barely literable dumbass
TE: holy fuck, do you ever shut up.
TE: what even is this metaphor, anyway?
EI: dunno. just typing whatever i can since you told me to shut up
TE: the hell is "literable"?
EI: like, able to read and write? bitch how do you not know this
TE: literable.
TE: ...you know what? i'll just let that speak for itself.
EI: what
TE: fuck's sake, you got me sidetracked.
EI: perfect
TE: as i was trying to goddamn say, just wait for me to connect, alright?
EI: no promises i wont get distracted by something better
TE: you better not.
EI: maybe if you beg i wont
TE: i would genuinely prefer being crushed by a meteor than to do... that.
EI: eh, it was worth a shot
EI: ill do my best to stay focused or whatever
EI: just for you
TE: gee, i sure appreciate it. really shows what a great person you are, not letting me actually die.
TE: someone ought to give you a medal for having basic levels of empathy!
EI: damn right they should
TE: there you go distracting from the point, yet again.
TE: hope you're proud of yourself, asshole. wasting time like this.
EI: what time even is there to waste, youre just walking back to your house
EI: if anything im just helping pass the time, you dont gotta be a cunt about it
TE: time that should be used for planning, so once i actually get there you aren't caught off-guard.
TE: granted, you're such an idiot that'll probably happen anyway, but it's at least worth trying to get some semblance of an idea through your thick skull.
TE: i may as well be sending messages to you over a telegraph at this point. i'm sure getting the plan across would be much quicker that way without your constant distractions.
EI: \/\/()/-\|-| |_()()|< /-\ |*|=|\||5
TE: anyway, once i get connected to the game, you're going to have (i'm not even going to acknowledge that thing you just sent) several devices to place down in my house. not sure how much alethea told you, or how much your dumb ass can even remember at one time, but yes, this is actual reality manipulation.
EI: you acknowledged the thing i said anyway tho
TE: there are really only four items you need to place for me: the totem lathe, the (i know i acknowledged what you said but fuck you nobody cares) cruxtruder, the alchemeter, and the pre-punched card. everything else is inaccessible at the time and is not required for the entry process.
TE: the things i specifically listed are needed, though. do not leave any out, or i will die.
EI: noted
TE: also, i'm not sure if i'll be able to temporarily banish the spirit with these talismans before i get connected to sverb. so it'd be great if you can place whatever machines you can fit in my room that you can. i know at least the totem lathe should be able to fit, maybe the cruxtruder too if you move my bed to the storage room.
EI: you do realize im going to instantly forget whatever the hell these things are called right
TE: whatever, just... do what you can, i guess.
TE: the entry process is sort of delicate from what i know, so i can't risk doing anything where it can fuck things up.
TE: the most important thing is to make sure the cruxtruder is in the storage room.
TE: and so you can remember, the cruxtruder is the thing that has a valve cover on the top, tall and cylinder shaped.
EI: i bet it looks like a dick
TE: ...sure, whatever helps you remember it.
TE: fuck, i cannot believe i'm actually coordinating shit with you.
TE: if i may ask, just shut up for a few while i type out the situation. it'd help not being aware of who i'm having to talk to.
EI: nah
TE: .........i am currently heading back to my house and am a few blocks away, so it will be a little bit before i can connect to sverb.
EI: well thanks for making me rush and bust my ass for nothing
TE: hey, any opportunity to give you disappointment is a win in my book.
EI: yeah well your books probably all disorganized and shit
EI: pages all out of order, weird stains from coffee or nosebleeds or god knows what else
EI: and nothing in it makes any god damn sense because the authors a barely literable dumbass
TE: holy fuck, do you ever shut up.
TE: what even is this metaphor, anyway?
EI: dunno. just typing whatever i can since you told me to shut up
TE: the hell is "literable"?
EI: like, able to read and write? bitch how do you not know this
TE: literable.
TE: ...you know what? i'll just let that speak for itself.
EI: what
TE: fuck's sake, you got me sidetracked.
EI: perfect
TE: as i was trying to goddamn say, just wait for me to connect, alright?
EI: no promises i wont get distracted by something better
TE: you better not.
EI: maybe if you beg i wont
TE: i would genuinely prefer being crushed by a meteor than to do... that.
EI: eh, it was worth a shot
EI: ill do my best to stay focused or whatever
EI: just for you
TE: gee, i sure appreciate it. really shows what a great person you are, not letting me actually die.
TE: someone ought to give you a medal for having basic levels of empathy!
EI: damn right they should
TE: there you go distracting from the point, yet again.
TE: hope you're proud of yourself, asshole. wasting time like this.
EI: what time even is there to waste, youre just walking back to your house
EI: if anything im just helping pass the time, you dont gotta be a cunt about it
TE: time that should be used for planning, so once i actually get there you aren't caught off-guard.
TE: granted, you're such an idiot that'll probably happen anyway, but it's at least worth trying to get some semblance of an idea through your thick skull.
TE: i may as well be sending messages to you over a telegraph at this point. i'm sure getting the plan across would be much quicker that way without your constant distractions.
EI: \/\/()/-\|-| |_()()|< /-\ |*|=|\||5
TE: anyway, once i get connected to the game, you're going to have (i'm not even going to acknowledge that thing you just sent) several devices to place down in my house. not sure how much alethea told you, or how much your dumb ass can even remember at one time, but yes, this is actual reality manipulation.
EI: you acknowledged the thing i said anyway tho
TE: there are really only four items you need to place for me: the totem lathe, the (i know i acknowledged what you said but fuck you nobody cares) cruxtruder, the alchemeter, and the pre-punched card. everything else is inaccessible at the time and is not required for the entry process.
TE: the things i specifically listed are needed, though. do not leave any out, or i will die.
EI: noted
TE: also, i'm not sure if i'll be able to temporarily banish the spirit with these talismans before i get connected to sverb. so it'd be great if you can place whatever machines you can fit in my room that you can. i know at least the totem lathe should be able to fit, maybe the cruxtruder too if you move my bed to the storage room.
EI: you do realize im going to instantly forget whatever the hell these things are called right
TE: whatever, just... do what you can, i guess.
TE: the entry process is sort of delicate from what i know, so i can't risk doing anything where it can fuck things up.
TE: the most important thing is to make sure the cruxtruder is in the storage room.
TE: and so you can remember, the cruxtruder is the thing that has a valve cover on the top, tall and cylinder shaped.
EI: i bet it looks like a dick
TE: ...sure, whatever helps you remember it.
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