Alabaster: The Doomed Session - Renart: Realize the error of your ways.

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WHAT THE HELL IS AN ALABASTER?

Alabaster: The Doomed Session is a horror story which started in 2011. It was once the longest Homestuck fan adventure; since, it was doubtlessly overgrown by other work. I started it as a hobby, to distract myself of more serious projects, and it is still in progress, close to completion! Join the ride if your heart is not too sensitive.







VIOLENCE WARNING, TRIGGER WARNINGS AND DISCLAIMER


- Violence
- Torture
- Mutilation
- Brainwashing
- Sexual harassment
- Sexual violence
- Parasitic pregnancy
- Death
- Body horror
- Mention of scatological details
- Slutshaming
- Bodyshaming
- Drugs
- Stalking






ALABASTER ON MSPFA

The main and true way to read all of Alabaster! Don't hesitate to visit it.







ALABASTER EXTRA MATERIAL[concept arts, F.A.Q., fanarts, cosplays, etc]







CURRENT CAST

This short cast exposition only gives basic data already available into the story, but sometimes easy to miss. It's the place to go when you want to find some valuable information about characters, like the color of their socks.





Name: Vamuin Ikenga
Nicknames: "Vanny", "Fanny", "my little sugar"
Trolltag: righteousPornstar [RP]
Quirk: C==) Precedes all sentences with his surfbo°ard and indicates his aweso°me nipple piercing
Symbol: Harvest horn
Blood color: Indigo
Text color: Blue
Custodian: Victory, griffin lusus
Hive: Huge modern nest built right into a cliff face
Psionic power: Sunburn eyes
Sylladex Modus: Wave
Strife Specibus: Paddlekind
Description: Young, strong, beautiful, perfect in all things... except he seems to be the most superficial, egotistical and arrogant being, and doesn't feel tied up by manners or morality. Vamuin is also a poser and finds actually hype to not use his blood color for anything. He creates his own color, baby!





Name: Ginneo Adarna
Nicknames: "Gin", "Fucked-up little shit"
Trolltag: magicalPaws [MP]
Quirk: dodoubles some of his words and doden't brounounce oders right
Symbol: Half-broken egg
Blood color: Cyan
Custodian: Goldie, hedgechick lusus
Hive: The Orpiment Boron Sensitive Complex of Extraction, Nursery and Education
Sylladex Modus: Baby's first modus
Strife Specibus: Rattlekind
Description: Apparently part of the "Grubbyfur" subculture, MP acts way younger than he is. He also pretends to be a "genius grub".





Name: Batori Logaro
Nickname: "Bat"
Trolltag: psychedeliciousRefreshments [PR]
Quirk: Makes use of archayc speech to yndycate her Raynbow Drynker herytage and replaces all "i"s wyth "y"s
Symbol: Rose
Bloodcolor: Yellow
Custodian: ???, bat lusus
Description: Apparently part of the "Raynbow Drynkers" subculture, Bat constantly pretends she drinks blood, has a white glowing skin, and can walk under the bright sunlight without getting hurt. Vamuin met her on a dating website.





Name: Renart Azeban
Nicknames: "Ren-Ren", "The Artisan"
Trolltag: unsettlingMerchant [UM]
Description: Apparently bound to Tozy's "disappearance", this troll seems to be kind of an aristocrat, and extremely passionated by troll horns.





Name: Sectra ???
Trolltag: unkemptParamour [UP]
Quirk: Repl♠ces s♥me letters in ♥rder t♥ indic♠te her m♠in pr♥blem
Bloodcolor: Green
Description: Far more innocent than most of her friends, she knows well enough how to protect the aforementioned innocence. However, Sectra is interested in romance, and doesn't seem very lucky at it. She is obsessed with the "Main Twelve". She is friends with MP and is Copycat's moirail.





Trolltag: gloomyCopycat [GC]
Fake trolltags: graduatedCrucifixion, geneticalCarcinologist, others
Quirk: 5EEM5 7O PREFER 7HE MO57 ORI6INAL QUIRK5
Symbol: Rip-off from Karkat Vantas' cancer sign
Description: Copycat borrows other trolls' personalities and styles, while constantly pretending to be extremely unique. She only seems to plagiarize the "Main Twelve", a little group of six-sweep-old trolls whom she has never met. Copycat is Sectra's moirail.





Name: Atosis Mehein
Nickname: "Tozy"
Trolltag: prickyMachoman [PM]
Quirk: SupreS al double leterS, but uSE only big S and SometimeS elongateSSSS them
Symbol: Cobra
Bloodcolor: Navy blue
Description: Isn't really good at violence or seduction, but tries to appear as a bad boy anyway. Has recently bought a new entomotorbike. Tozy was Vamuin's matesprit. He was killed by an unknown male troll, apparently kind of an "aristocrat", "crazy about horns".





Name: Mnevia Quaoar
Nickname: "Via"
Trolltag: melancholicRuin [MR]
Quirk: Replaces all her O with ¤ and H with }{
Symbol: Horns of a sacred cow
Description: Extremely tactical and intelligent, with no patience for persons she estimates "intellectually lazy". A person with high morals, always trying to act rightfully. Via is Vamuin's moirail, and their relationship is becoming conflicted to the point she seriously doubts her choice of complementary opposite.





Name: Weywot Psonen
Nickname: "Wey"
Trolltag: ragingUnfrequency [RU]
Symbol: A bird's head
Description: Vamuin's auspistice, mediating between the highblood surfer and undesiredRecollection [UR]. Wey has a really short temper and quite a dandruff problem, but despite these impulsive and disgusting looks, he is truly an exceptionally organized, smart and clean troll.





Name: Hemsut Wosret
Nickname: "Hem"
Trolltag: parallelPromqueen [PP]
Symbol: A shield an two arrows
Description: Always wearing the most stylish and serious clothes, Hem is good at black romance... Maybe a little too good. She is extremely seductive in the spades area, doesn't even bother with exclusivity, and she may be the only "official quadrant" in Vamuin's romance life who doesn't mind essentially being a social item.





Name: Ophiuchus the Great
Nicknames: "Ophiushit", "The Thirteenth", "The Secret Leader Ωf the Main Twelves, "The One amongst the Chosen Ones", "The Triple-Blo°o°d Prince", "The Heir O°mnipo°tent"
Trolltag: unsurprisingUltimate [UU]
Quirk: Precedes all his sentences with a second :, replaces all O with the Ω(The Last) symbol, ends all his sentences with the ~ɄɄ~(Double Serpentarius) symbol
Symbol: Tartan-colored, ∞(Infinity)-shaped snake.
Bloodcolor: Yellow, pretends it to be green and to become black and white separated at sunlight
Text color: Gray, red and green
Description: Eats hubris at evening, midnight and morning. Possesses some kind of surrealistic hacker abilities. Extremely delusional: pretends to have two hearts and other demented stuff. No one knows exactly what are the wideness and level of illegality of Ophiuchus' activities, but it implicates creation of dioramas using unauthorized, hidden-camera photographies of other people's hives, making of disturbing mannequins, and cells in the basement.





Name: The Main Twelve
Trolltags: CGGCTCTACACTGAACAGATAACC
Quirks: :33< D --> 11T WW001D 83-, UUUH, R33-LY D11FF11CULT TWW0 K33-P TR4CK 0F 3-VV3RY QU11RK C0M1NG 0N 11N T)(3-11R M0T)(3-RFUCK11NG GR0UP! :33
Symbol: Zodiac
Description: A little group of kids unknown of the majority of the Alabaster cast members. These trolls are six sweeps old, way younger than Vamuin or any of his friends, and they usually don't talk a lot to older people, mainly because trolls can be predators in multiple ways. The majority of Alternian population never heard of these twelve individuals, with the noticeable exceptions of Team Scourge, two of the most bloodthirsty FLARP players of this time, and the Heir Apparent, Feferi Peixes.
Three characters in our story know of these kids: Sectra is obsessed with Twelvies, Copycate imitates them and finally, Ophiuchus is a complete stalker and a very disturbed person pretending to be their "Secret Leader" without even meeting them.
Ophiuchus the Great is the one who invented the "Main Twelve" appellation, he equally calls them "The Holy Ones", the "Neverending", the "Eternal Lightness" and "The Pillars of Equilibrium", thinking they are merged reincarnations of the Blind Prophets and most legendary Troll Empress, and that they are destined to save the world by finding their totem selves and transfigurating the Deathstream under his command.

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ALABASTER: THE DOOMED SESSION BACK


Surprise! Alabaster is back. I restored it and started writing/drawing again the story.

In order to celebrate its return, I offer you an exceptional 100-panels update, wrapping up the Ausira flashback and advancing further.

LINK TO THE ADVENTURE UNTIL NOW: https://mspfa.com/?s=236&p=2571

[Due to the exceptional maintenance of the MSPFA website, the update is available on these very forums only for now. It will be added to the website once the data recovery by the webmaster is complete.]

As from now, I'm taking text commands for the adventure and F.A.Q. questions again. You can send them on this thread or on my Tumblr blog.

Stay tuned for the next episodes and the end of the story! Have a nice read! :)





Edited 10/05/2023: The MSPFA website is BACK! All of the pages posted in the meantime have been uploaded there.

The Alabaster updates between February and today start here!

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Ausira: Get back inside.





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Continue to ignore righteousPornstar.





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Ausira: Tie up enemy lusus.



So this parent isn't staying in its hive, it is accompanying its child on escapades. This reeks of an adult partnership, lusus and troll working with each other.



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You are not facing a kid. You are facing a grown-up about to join the army, or maybe one of the few full-blown adults who manage to avoid conscriptions for sweeps.

Sometimes these deviants can survive on Alternia for sweeps. The drones or the young troll cops always find them in the end, though.



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You will speed up the process.



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Your laser doors are programmed to let you and your lusus through. And only the two of you.

It makes the hunting of trespassers even easier.



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Hmmm. No one so far.



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All laser doors open slowly; you calibrated them at the best speed for maximum theatrical effects.



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You keep progressing in both curved and straight corridors. Nothing.

You should have checked on the cameras.



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You're just BOUND to find the intruder in the last room you visit.



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This is your POTTERY AND CERAMIC WORKSHOP.

This passion helps you to alleviate your constant urges of violence and genocide.



Ausira: Check oven.



Weird. The kiln is turned on.

You did not remember you had a piece in the works.



Ausira: Be patient.



You wait. The kiln is too hot to be opened right now, even for your resilient chitinous troll skin.

You spend five minutes nibbling on some expensive high-blood biscuits.

You find solace in your sea-dweller patience.



Ausira: Look at WORLD MAP.



Aaah... Your world. ALTERNIA. And its major continents, including the proud NACIREMA. You live in the Tbilisic Ocean, but most of your jurisdiction lies in Nacireman lands.



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The WORLD MAP, invaluable legacy of countless generations of highblood, is adorned in ceremonial WORDS OF WISDOM and presented here within a framing of ELEGANT FLYING LUSII and MAJESTIC MUSCLEBEAST TRIUMVIRATES.

From your personal hunting experience, musclebeasts have way more mundane shapes - the usual, a thin, rigid stallion towering over two round beasts -, but they are traditionally represented in Alternian high-caste art following unrealistic and exotic codes. And your decoration is nothing if not traditional.

You spend six full minutes contemplating the map.



Ausira: Look at TRAGICAL PRINT.



This is a representation from the classical demon tale THE BEAUTY AND THE MUSCLEBEAST. More specifically, the ending, where, after welcoming the restless souls of the Musclebeast’s victims, his loyal centaur lusus has to put down the cursed prince.

You spend two minutes meditating over the tale.



Ausira: Open oven.



The kiln will still be impossibly hot, but you need to verify.



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You find the consumed, shrunk, curled up remains of your mantis shrimp custodian. One head and one claw removed. Everything else turned to charred black leaves of fragility.

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Someone is gonna PAY for this.

You're gonna torture both the lusus and its owner forever.



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You will find the intruder.



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This is your TROPHY ROOM.



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Unsurprisingly, ultimately, the plic-ploc sound was coming from your lusus's head.

But where is the claw?



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Ausira: Meet Ophiuchus the Great.





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This is nothing. You're a primed hunter. You're a primed warrior. You're a primed killer.



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You will make short work of this troll.



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The door doesn't open quickly enough.



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- NΩ, nΩ. YΩʉ need tΩ lie dΩwn.



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- What a terrible accident.



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- DΩn’t wΩrry. YΩʉ are in my respiteblΩck.



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- I'll take gΩΩd care Ωf yΩʉ.



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- DΩ nΩt bΩther trying tΩ mΩve. YΩʉ are drʉgged, tied dΩwn, I pʉt wedges tΩ blΩck yΩʉr trΩchanters and needles in yΩʉr twisting spine lʉmp.



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- FΩr yΩur Ωwn gΩΩd, Ωf cΩʉrse.



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- Wake ʉp! I cΩme bearing stupendΩʉs infΩrmatiΩn...



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- I have lΩΩked in the sea, in the sky, in entrails Ωf fallen cΩmrades. I nΩw knΩw whΩ yΩʉ are.



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- YΩʉ are the reincarnatiΩn Ωf a trΩll whΩ jʉst died! That's why I cΩʉldn't pinpΩint yΩʉ befΩre... I did nΩt knΩw Aradia was gΩing tΩ meet her end.



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- YΩʉ dΩn't remember? Well, dΩn't wΩrry.



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- I shall prΩvide help with sΩme extensive surgery.



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- We will need tΩ take care Ωf thΩse fins. MΩst impΩrtantly. Aradia, yΩʉ are nΩt a sea dweller. YΩʉ never were.



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- YΩʉ will be the fΩcus. YΩʉ will gather the sΩʉl and energy Ωf all Ωf the Main Twelve.



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The pain is without comparison.

The anaesthetics fail to silence the sensations



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[ Theme: Vangelis - Titans ]





Renart: Land.



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In a derelict hive far away from the shore…



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A broken troll stands in their respiteblock. Their skin is deeply marked by scars of unknown origin. They do not remember much of it.

They know who disfigured them, and dealt with the problem in a satisfying if unfinished fashion. But they do not remember the details of her past ordeal, only an eternity of pain, mercifully blurred and drowned in overcoming indifference.

What will the name of this sad creature be?



Enter name.



That is NOT YOUR NAME.



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That is NOT YOUR NAME EITHER.

It has a nice ring to it, though.

GOTH CULTURE never really caught up on Alternia.

The main reason is trolls are a species living at night, almost entirely dressed in black, gifted with elegant and sharpened horns and teeth, having no problem with murder, suffering and elimination of the weak, subconsciously poisoned by terrible nightmares.

In such conditions, it is about as interesting to a young troll to turn their goth feelings on than to a British teenager to have tea with a bowler hat on.

But if GOTH CULTURE had caught up on Alternia, you would clearly be part of it. Two-timing it with EMO CULTURE behind GOTH CULTURE’s back, too.



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Your name is SALLIE. Trolls usually have a last name, but you forgot yours. Actually, you also forgot your first name. "Sallie" is just an useful nickname, with alien connotations fitting the discrepancy between you and the various delusions people mistake with daily joys.

You have a variety of DISINTERESTS, including LIGHT NOVELS filled to the brim with all kinds of monsters, TRADITIONAL THEATER, TROLL PHOTOGRAPHY, ULTRAVIOLENT KISMESIS PORN, PHILATELY and AMATEUR SURGERY. Often these disinterests intersect in colorful ways.

Your trolltag is undesiredRecollection and you sp≠ak i-n a mann≠r indicativ≠ o-f a fractur≠d and r≠stitch≠d p≠-rsonality.

What will you do?

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Man, so it was Ophiuchus, not Renart who scarred Ausira. Another case of him trying to find the players and messing with them. Guess that fits with his preestablished shtick. My theory of him being the games creator is still in the water. Anyways > Sallie: contact ragingUnfrequency.

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Man, so it was Ophiuchus, not Renart who scarred Ausira. Another case of him trying to find the players and messing with them. Guess that fits with his preestablished shtick. My theory of him being the games creator is still in the water. Anyways > Sallie: contact ragingUnfrequency.

Yeah, it was Ophiuchus who scarred Ausira (and more). Renart is a serial killer more than a kidnapper, he generally doesn't leave his victims alive.

Via and her friends are the exception, Renart saw the future in the clouds of Skaia and discovered he would only kill these three later. So in order to avoid a doomed timeline by murdering them too soon, he imprisoned them.

[classpectanon]

FUCK YES ALABASTER

[angst]

Intresting, intresting. Wonder how this'll affect the plot.

[angst]

Also I have some Alabaster Playlists I made a month ago
https://open.spotify.com/user/moandbill/playlists

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ALABASTER: THE DOOMED SESSION UPDATE - TROLLTAG




Sallie: Assess your surgery utensils, clean and sharpen as needed.



It has been some time since you didn't take care of those.

Some of them are still cutting, no problem. You just scrub, clean them up.



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Other ones need to be sharpened.



Sallie: Contact ragingUnfrequency.



You try to contact your BEST FRIEND, but he hasn't been answering lately.



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In the depths of your destroyed soul, you feel a shadow of resentment. You and him go way back. He could at least tell you how the trip is going.

You try to remember what you heard about it.

Wey was dragged in an Alternian picnic.



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An Alternian picnic. That's how trolls call these excursions in the wild to find a random troll's hive and to maul them into chili con carne. Sometimes it's for vendetta, sometimes it's religious. More than often it's good, old-fashioned fun.

Here you didn't get the full story. You never joined the reunion to begin with.



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Your dark thoughts tip you over, right into EMO MODE.

As long as Wey isn't here, you can try once again to have a little fun.



Sallie: Troll righteousPornstar.



Last hatesex for an apocalypse.

Wasn't that a movie title?

-- undesiredRecollection [UR] began trolling righteousPornstar [RP] --

UR: you ar≠ dirt.
UR: you ar≠ compl≠t≠ dirt.
UR: you ar≠ low≠r than dirt.
UR: you ar≠ th≠ scatt≠r≠d, mix≠d ash≠s o-f a pulv≠riz≠d, approximat≠ly troll-shap≠d pil≠ o-f garbag≠.
UR: i'm sp≠aking m≠taphorically...
UR: but also lit≠rally? that i-s possibl≠. i w≠nt b-y your hiv≠ ≠arli≠r and i-t was destroy≠d.
UR: nothing l≠ft i-n th≠ cliff but a big dark round hol≠.
UR: mayb≠ you ≠scap≠d for now. mayb≠ th≠ m≠t≠ors didn't g≠t you y≠t...
UR: i-n that cas≠, com≠ ov≠r t-o m-y plac≠. s-o i can ≠nd you.
UR: i want t-o ravag≠ yo-u, vamuin, i want your claws i-n m-y ch≠st, h≠lpl≠ssly digging whil≠ i'm putting you down, i-n your rightful place, b≠low m≠, under m≠, crush≠d, harn≠ss≠d, ≠nslav≠d, i a-m your sup≠rior i-n ≠v≠ry way.
UR: i will o-wn you, i will d≠stroy you, your ass i-s min≠, your board i-s min≠, ≠v≠rything that i-s th-≠ pitiful wr≠ck o-f us≠l≠ss muscl≠s and n≠rv≠s and chitin you call your body i-s min≠, your thoughts are min≠, i-t i-s writt≠n i-n the pink and gr≠≠n moons that you submit to your final ≠n≠my, and now you will com≠ t-o m≠.
UR: many p≠ople i crush≠d, but you hav≠ a sp≠cial plac≠ i-n m-y h≠art, vamuin, you mak≠ m-y h≠art colder, i-f only for a night, for th≠ last night, l≠t u-s d-o i-t, th≠ stars conspir≠d t-o k≠≠p the b≠asts apart but th≠y CANNOT b≠ contain≠d, and und≠r th≠ fi≠ry gaz≠ o-f r≠l≠ntl≠ss ast≠roids, you will know my ≠n≠rgy.
UR: do m≠.
UR: do m≠.
UR: DO M≠.



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You start removing your clothes. For now, you're keeping the gown... but you are pretty sure it's not going to stay on for long.

Vamuin always had this effect on you. From your first encounter... A few words, a simple gaze, and you ended up hornier than a full stable of raging musclebeasts.

Curse his moon-tanned abs.



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UR: d-o you want t-o g≠t kill≠d a-t th≠ p≠ak o-f suff≠ring?
UR: join m≠.
UR: com≠ t-o m-y hiv≠.
UR: com≠ and com≠ again.
UR: and mayb≠, mayb≠ i'll l≠av≠ you aliv≠ at th≠ ≠nd of th≠ night.



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Suddenly you are struck as by a laser beam.

You don't know what hits you.



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You barely feel it when you hit the ground - you are already flying far, far away.



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Sallie: Wake up.



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- Trollt♠g!


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- what?
- Tell me your trollt♠g!



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- wait, wait... what i-s this plac≠?
- We need your trollt♠g!



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- CAlM dôwn, lôvêd ônê. Lêt ûs lêAvê thêM sômê spAcê tô brêAth.
- Sorry... I guess I'm p♠nicking...



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- Cross is de♠d, ♥♠nny m♠y be...
- Wê dîd êvêrythîng wê côûld. Î AM sô sôrry, My dêAr... Bê brAvê. Wê bôth nêêd to bê brAvê And cArry the MêMôry ôf ôûr fAllên côMrAdês.
- what ar≠ you talking about? who ar≠ you, what i-s this shit?



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- Yôû Arê fîndîng yôûrsêlf rêgAînîng cônscîôûsnêss în yôûr ônêîrîc rêspîtêblôck.
- ...
- Wê Arê ôn Dêrsê, thê SAtûrnînê Sôvêrêîgnty, thê rêAlM ôf dêstrûctîôn, thê dôMAîn ôf dArknêss. PArt ôf A côsMîc gAMê. Yôû bêlông tô thîs côMpêtîtîôn, yôû Arê A fûndAMêntAl côMpônênt ôf thîs MystîcAl MAtch, And yôû shAll tAkê yôûr rîghtfûl plAcê As ônê ôf thê înhêrîtôrs And chAMpîôns ôf AltêrnîAn cûltûrê.



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- Yôûr ArrîvAl hAs bêên fôrêtôld. Yôû MAy bê rêlûctAnt, bût yôû nêêd tô ûnderstAnd yôûr dêstîny. Ôûr wôrld îs bêyônd sAlvAtîôn bût wê Arê bôth gênêrAtêd And prêdêstînêd tô rêAch A hîghêr gôAl. Wê wîll mAkê cîvîlîzAtîôn Anêw, wê wîll crêAte An êntîrê nêw ûnîvêrsê ôf sêcrêts And MArvêls.
- Don't tell them too much! They'll be lost.
- As ûsûAl, yôûr wôrds Arê întrîcAtêly tîêd tô thê trûth. Î shAll kêêp thîngs strêAMlînêd, nêwcômêr: wê nêêd yôû tô rêvêAl yôûr Mônîkêr. Ît mûst bê ûnvêîlêd nôw tô Avôîd fûrthêr trAgêdîês... Yôû cAnnôt fAthôm thê mAgnîtûdê ôf your bîrthrîght, And thê bûrdên ôf rêspônsîbîlîty yôûr shôûldêrs wîll cArry.



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- don't know, don't car≠.
- WhAt?
- infodumps ar≠ for los≠rs. d-o you r≠ally think you ar≠ this int≠r≠sting?



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- ... yôû lîttlê...
- How c♠n we c♠ll you then?
- you can call m≠ th≠ doll, th≠ mann≠quin, th≠ ≠mptin≠ss. n-o past, n-o g≠nd≠r, all despair. i a-m suff≠ring mad≠ fl≠sh.
- We re♠lly need your n♠me... Pretty ple♠se?
- ... oh. "sallie".
- I wôûld rAther prêfêr yôûr psêudônyM în înstAnt MêssAgîng sêrvîcês...



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- that i could do i gu≠ss.
- Thên by All MêAns, dô sô.
- it would b≠ possibl≠.
- Îndêêd.
- probabl≠.
- Ônê wôûld sûrêly hôpê sô.
- We don't h♠♥e time for this!



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- Trollt♠g S♠llie! Trollt♠g!
- und≠sir≠dR≠coll≠ction. now how can i ≠xit this dr≠am?
- Wêll, wê MAy bê Ablê tô hêlp...



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- Ren♠rt!



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- Th♠t w♠s brut♠l!
- Sôrry, my dêAr. Ît îs hArd tô fôcûs And tô rêMAîn cAlM... My ôthêr sêlf îs fîghtîng ôn My ôwn plAnêt.
- Oh no! Will you be ok♠y?



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That was the weirdest dream of your life.

Endless questions arise. What does it symbolize? Who were these two assholes? Would they be any good at fucking your brains out?

[XxBennyBunnyxX]

Oh HELL YES!!! My boy Renart is back!!! :oD !!!!!!

[angst]

Sallie: Check on what Vamuin? sent.

[Cauchemar]

Cauchemar: Recap Alabaster.

[CW mentions of abuse, sex, kinks, brainwashing, harassment and all kinds of violence]




CHAPTER 1



Our story opens on Alternia as the formidable and overambitious troll VAMUIN IKENGA [righteousPornstar] hacks a copy of the cosmic game SGRUB from a server run by the young Sollux Captor. Vamuin is the epitome of toxic masculinity and cares about nothing else than power, success and celebrity. We learn he dislikes TENTACLES and is obsessed with FILLING PAILS.

We follow the muscular, moon-tanned surfer through spectacular hunts and learn about his unbeatable quality in every area, marking him as an INSUFFERABLE MARY SUE.

He then engages in a series of conversations with the twin objectives of recruiting Players and get some casual sex. He is most successful in the former, misericordiously less so in the latter.
The people Vamuin talks to are:

- GINNEO [MP], the oldest of his contacts. As a "GRUBBYFUR", he affirms to be a newborn troll larva constantly. More precisely, a genius troll larva, and also an unigroll, an unique unicorn/dragon/troll hybrid. Deeply disturbed by Ginneo's delusion, Vamuin still recruits him as he provides an efficient and regular ego boost.

- BATORI [PR], met on a dating website. Part of the "RAYNBOW DRYNKER" subculture, she pretends to be an immortal and luminescent creature constantly. Vamuin and Batori immediately understand each other as pail-fillers, and engage in mediocre but apparently fulfilling cybersex before she agrees to join the game.

- SECTRA [UP], an old acquaintance of Vamuin who asked from the rudimentary Alternian legal system a RESTRAINING ORDER against his harassment. Still confident in the fact she can correct him, she accepts to join the team as the future sixth Player. Sectra's obsession is finding her hearts and spades quadrants in order to ensure both her survival and genetic perpetuation. She believes she can be inspired in such a quest by looking at the MAIN TWELVE - the canon trolls -, a group of kids engaged in endless drama of their own.

- COPYCAT [GC], Sectra's best friend. Copycat is in love with her childhood friend, and she copies the looks and gimmicks of all of the MAIN TWELVE cyclically in the hope to be notice.

- VIA [MR], Vamuin's moirail. She informs him his matesprit, TOZY [PM], has disappeared. We learn from narration elsewhere that Tozy is ALREADY DEAD.

- OPHIUCHUS THE GREAT [UU], the employer of both Sectra and Copycat, the one who originally brought them to start stalking the MAIN TWELVE group. Ophiuchus is a particularly delusional and dangerous troll whose obsession for the Twelvies lead to capture, enslave, disguise and torture a variety of random victims. He brings shipping, bloodswaps and fan theories to life in a most horrific fashion.

Vamuin recalibrates the SGRUBrip game to be played with NO CENSORSHIP, MUNDANE LANGUAGE LEVEL and HIGHEST DIFFICULTY. Additionally, he deactivates all of the potential support for Players, including Exiles and Dream Bubbles.
He is aiming for a challenging experience, as well as a COMPLETIONIST game and a SPEEDRUN.
We see Vamuin directly lying to Ginneo, manipulating him with the objective to make the grubbyfur gratuitously suffer and to unwind on him.

Chapter 1 ends with the observant reader thoroughly convinced that the entire session will be nothing short of a gigantic trainwreck.




CHAPTER 2



The chapter character is GINNEO ADARNA [magicalPaws], the "grubbyfur".
Ginneo did not choose this way of life: in the past, he installed his home in abandoned ruins, the OBSCENE Complexe. The labyrinthic building contained putrefying recuperacoons in the basement, and his brain was melted by the fumes. In due time, this grown-up troll became convinced he was a magical furry baby.

While Vamuin is starting the game, playing as his own Server Player for the duration of the tutorial, Ginneo must obtain a biological hard drive with SGRUBrip on it, his modem being too damaged to properly download the game. The hard drive is brought to him by Vamuin's lusus, a majestic griffin who lands in a courtyard. To reach it, Ginneo must go through the entire Complexe.

Ginneo's mission is not made easier by the fact his own lusus, a cute hedgechick, completely GOES OFF THE DEEP END following years of abuse. As the psychopathic monster PAIL HEAD, the lusus hunts down Ginneo, leading to the beloved piece of almost lost media known as the Flash game SILENT HIVE.

Ginneo finally succeeds in reaching the griffin and the copy of the game. Following Vamuin's ill-intentioned advice, Ginneo pets the beast and gets badly bitten.




CHAPTER 3



BATORI LOGARO [psychedeliciousRefreshments], the "Raynbow Drynker", is ravaged by deep existential anxiety and her only escape is DENIAL, through the delusional idea she is immortal. She covers herself in luminous body paint and wears long, brightly colored dresses.
On the run from a murderous drone in the Alternian subterranean caves, she is contacted by Ginneo and assists him in his tutorial.

As Vamuin reaches the Incipisphere, he is welcomed by an anti-piracy text from SGRUB, warning him that continuing the session could result in "minor inconveniences". He chooses to ignore the message and enters his Land, the TERRITORY OF METRONOMES AND MARQUETRY. The seas of the planet are pink forests of high grape-bearing trees, the continents entirely made of sculpted wood, the sky adorned in musical staves, the world populated with majestic Archaeopteryx consorts. There, Vamuin comes to understand his mythological role as the RHAPSODIST OF CHRONOLOGY (Bard of Time).

Vamuin starts working hard on resolving the riddles of his Land. He ends up using instable time loops, creating 1000 time doubles of himself who will each complete a little part of the quests before joining the THOUSAND VAMUINS ORGY.
Sadly, one of the heads of Vamuin's sprite ends up captured. He has no choice but to enter a DECAPITATEBALL MATCH against a Dersite team lead by SATANIC SUPREME, this session's version of JACK NOIR. Jack is not this happy with his current looks, a full-body double-headed whale plushie costume, but he becomes even angrier when the Player starts hitting on him. The fight is hard, but Vamuin manages to prevail in the end.

Close to Entry, Ginneo's sprite endures TOO MANY PROTOTYPINGS, absorbing multiple plushies, posters, and soon the murderous lusus Pail Head. The sprite becomes an UNCONTROLLABLE BODY HORROR MONSTROSITY.
Watching the spectacle, Vamuin and Batori start planning a change of second Player, ready to ABANDON Ginneo to his misfortunes. But they have no time to change the configuration before Ginneo ENTERS.

Ginneo's Entry is a GAMECHANGER, for the majority of the Underlings erupt into chaotic amalgamations of toys, weapons and appendages. The White Queen and King of Prospit immediately deposit their ring and scepter. Their Dersite equivalents, less sensitive, keep their own artifacts.

Ginneo appears in the TERRITORY OF BELLIGERENCE AND GLACIATION. Floating buildings overhang snowy plains, ice peaks and dark, frozen oceans which keep past battleships prisoner in their icy grasp, under the watchful gaze of Thylacine consorts.
Alas, getting ready to leave the Complexe, Ginneo discovers that Vamuin's lusus has been killed in the Entry process. He confesses, provoking the GRIEF and RAGE of Vamuin, rage which only heightens when Batori and Ginneo start simultaneously ABSURDLY ROLEPLAY and FALLING IN MOIRALLEGIANCE.
The surfer troll ragequits the conversation and massacres enemies, ending up nuking acres of pink forest in a psychic meltdown of epic proportions.

Meanwhile, Ginneo is living his best life, adventuring with some new cute equipment, in a development so saccharine it is probably forbidden by your dental surgeon. He ends up glitching through a wall, and falling right into [_a large artistic collaboration in the 2011 MSPA forums_].
Right when Ginneo exits [_the meta, fourth-wall breaking moment_], Alternate Vamuins and Batori liberate the Denizens PATRIARCHA and TRUNCARE respectively: a many-tentacled, muddy abomination and a titanic, deformed teddy bear. The bosses of the Lands do not lose any time unleashing their armies.

A village of Thylacines is attacked by soldiers of the local Denizen, and Ginneo asks for help in vain, for his co-Players are busy having sex. He ends up surrendering to protect the village, and the army KILLS HIM.
Ginneo's Dreamself wakes up on Derse and flies away, in the hope of reaching his late body in time... Ginneo DOESN'T SUCCEED, and ends up in a delirious coma, diving into [_A SECOND FOURTH-WALL BREAKING MOMENT, the [LE] intermission. Vastly left out of the story, the [LE] is revealed to be the unreachable LIGHT ENDING_].
The Thylacine consorts, remembering Ginneo's good deeds and heroic sacrifice, make the comatose Dreamself and the original corpse kiss. Ginneo's extra life is thus used to RESURRECT HIM.

Vamuin comes back to his planet to find it empty of Archaeopteryxes, the pomegranate juice in the monumental aqueducs replaced with purple consort blood. Unbeknowst to our antihero, a greenish, murky, one-eyed creature is monitoring him. The monstrous PROGENY anticipates his every move, and will play a key role in Vamuin's doom.
Vamuin heads up for his Dreamcoon and reaches GOD TIER. Now in full possession of his Time powers, he looks at the clouds of Skaia and sees multiple SBURB sessions played by other species, as well as THE END FIGHT OF THE ALABASTER TEAM AGAINST THE BLACK KING. But the vision is obscured, and the best surfer in the world may be too arrogant in believing he really saw his chosen team fighting the final boss.
Most notably, Vamuin observes the Beta Kids session in Homestuck, DOOMED ROSE SURVIVING THE DESTRUCTION OF HER CURSED TIMELINE by falling into sleep, and her dreamself integrating the memories of Rose in the alpha timeline.

Vamuin opens the VAST LOG, a giant conversation gathering all of TEAM ALABASTER. It is an opportunity for the Players to get to know each other better, and to be introduced to the two last members of the group:
- CROSSOVER [CO], a professional tabletop roleplayer, obsessed with game rules and her RPG adventures
- RENART [UM], a creepy, androgynous young artisan making sculptures out of troll horns
The conversation quickly collapses into ultraviolent bickering and non-consensual roleplaying as, at the same time, Vamuin is forced to face the BLACK QUEEN OF DERSE. He kills the monarch after a long fight, but loses the ring.

Right before Entry, Batori is struck by a misfire of Ginneo's most lethal game power and KILLED. Her lifeless corpse joins the session.
Learning the unintended effect of his attack and the death of his moirail, Ginneo reaches the end of his long journey of flashbacks, meltdowns and assorted mental issues, and snaps right into ULTIMATE MENTAL BREAKDOWN.
At the same moment, Vamuin finally faces his Denizen... and is DEFEATED. His time powers are locked away by the PROGENY WITH TIME POWERS which has been following him stealthily, still predicating his every move. Vamuin is left powerless and mutilated before Patriarcha, and the massive creature approaches, with nightmarish consequences.

Chapter 3 comes to a tragic end.




CHAPTER 4



The fourth part starts with the first three Players incapacitated, their ultimate fate unknown, but that is of no concern to RENART AZEBAN [unsettlingMerchant], our new chapter character and the fourth Player.
Renart quickly introduces himself as a MASTER MANIPULATOR as well as a SERIAL KILLER, and dispatches a less-talented competitor quickly. He then starts making preparations to enter the session, with the firm intention to make it even more of a bloodbath.

Copycat, hidden in the landscape, has been horrified to see Renart killing Ophiuchus the Great in such a joyful and efficient manner, and understands the origin of the horns decorating the entire hive. She attempts to explain it to Sectra... Sadly, Sectra, having very recently INITIATED A MATESPRITSHIP WITH RENART, does not believe her.

Dream Batori flies through the Incipisphere and she finally reachs the TERRITORY OF RAINFOREST AND SEPULTURES. She lands in her hive just in time to kiss her own corpse and REVIVE HERSELF; in said process, she is not helped by the disturbing, stalking behavior of her sprite - she did prototype it with the Troll Twilight book, resulting in a creepy EDWARD CULLEN SPRITE.
After a few twists, the sprite will be killed by his direct "competitors", the Underlings, for they are now prototyped with the personality of a jealous and possessive Rainbow Drinker character.

Vamuin escapes from Patriarcha's lair, but his days are numbered. He does not feel healthy; he does not know yet what curse he was stricken with.
He goes to the Thousand Vamuins Orgy and discovers a massacre. All of his time doubles are dead, blood flows in rivers. Vamuin tries to go back in time to stop the massacre, or discover the cause, but all of his time powers seem to be locked.
Vamuin finds the answer in Prospitian books: he was inseminated with the VAMUINY PROGENY.
Patriarcha can produce "sons" in a parasitic, xenomorph-like fashion, creatures which inherit the qualities of their hosts, and by using the God Tier Time Player as an incubator, the Denized has created a God Tier Time Player Progeny, a monster which can use time as they see fit.
It was VAMUIN'S SON, the VAMUINY PROGENY, which went back in time to ensure the conditions of its own creation. Vamuin's fate is sealed, for those events are part of the alpha timeline.

In the absence of Vamuin, Crossover assumes her rightful place as the NEW LEADER.
Her first self-assigned mission is to save Sectra, isolated in a city far away from her own hive.
Then Cross gathers as many trolls as possible in apocalyptic Alternia and installs them in her hive, to take them with her in the Incipisphere.
And then the legendary roleplayer starts focusing on the real priority: stopping Vamuin, who is attempting to SCRATCH THE SESSION.

Two more DENIZENS are awakened when the final riddles of Batori's Land are solved and Vamuin steals the sting of Sectra's Land boss. This leaves Batori to deal with the troops of the Denizen KHTONIOS.
She is almost killed then, but saved by GINNEO, back from his mental breakdown and disappearance, and now freed of his grubbyfur persona. Ginneo fully remembers he's an adult troll and fights accordingly. Together, the fated moirails manage to overcome Khtonios and to liberate the Land!

Meanwhile, in Alternia, under the worsening meteor rain, VIA (Vamuin's moirail) is traveling across lands and seas. She brings other trolls in her wake. Via has understood that Renart killed Tozy (Vamuin's matesprit). She has joined forces with Hem (Vamuin's kismesis) and Wey (Vamuin's auspistice) to avenge Tozy; she has personal implications in hunting down the murderer.
But they are not the only ones heading for Renart's hive. Trying to protect Sectra, Copycat walks right to Renart's door and tries to kill him. She ends up slaughtered.

Equipped with the sting of Sectra's Denizen, Vamuin reaches the Victorola Gramophone and ATTEMPTS THE SCRATCH. He is stopped by Ginneo, in a FRATRICIDE DUEL. Vamuin explains his final plan for survival: following the example of DOOMED ROSE, he intents to fall asleep right at the moment of the Scratch. Ginneo refuses, reinforced in his conviction by the voices of the Horrorterrors, and keeps on fighting. The battle ends with Vamuin blind.
Ginneo, feeling some empathy, proposes to help Vamuin find another solution to his monster pregnancy problem. But they are interrupted by Renart, who choses this fateful moment to reveal to Ginneo that Vamuin and Batori once conspired to abandon him. Heart-wrenched and disgusted, Ginneo FLIES AWAY from his friend..

Via and her comrades launch the assault on Renart's hive. They all end up BUTCHERED by Renart using various SGRUB functions, except for Via, Wey, Hem and an extra troll named Jerrks. Renart imprisons all three of them in quickly SGRUB-made cells, and records some of Via's screams to torment Vamuin.

Renart then SENTENCES CROSS TO DEATH by "accidentally" discovering with Sectra a mournful truth: CROSSOVER WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE THE FIFTH PLAYER. The Fifth Player as determined by the alpha timeline is an entirely different troll, a "patchwork girl" with a face covered in mended scars. Cross has no choice but to remain on Alternia, and to face her imminent death.

Crossover contacts Vamuin, who is about to undergo a desperate surgery to remove the Progeny parasite from his body. Together, they talk about a plan to take out Renart, who they now consider the main threat to their friends. Cross has also understood Renart SAW THE FUTURE IN THE CLOUDS OF SKAIA for the last few sweeps, making him all the more dangerous. She starts elaborating the plan, and she and Vamuin say goodbye to each other, with the quiet certitude they are heading towards their end.

Vamuin is reduced to shreds when the VAMUINY PROGENY emerges from his body.
Crossover is reduced to ashes when a meteor pulverizes her hive.
Renart, engaged in a fight with Via's group, Enters the session.

[Cauchemar]

ALABASTER: THE DOOMED SESSION UPDATE - RETRIEVE ARMS


[Content warning: FLASHING pictures, body horror]





Nuclear Pixelemental: Separate.






Coin: Flip.






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- Fuck your psionic tricks!




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- Did you see w}{ere Renart went?




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- Wey, take care of this droid, or w}{atever t}{is is. We'll finis}{ t}{e target.




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- Now w}{ere did }{e run to...




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Via: Destroy computer.



- Knock knock Renart!




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- You think you'll do betterr with fourr arrms? We have eight of them!




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- ThAt cAn bê ArrAngêd.




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[angst]

Mnevia: Fuse with the Pixelelemental sprite

[angst]

(Actually I meant Hemsut)

[Drain_Rat]

Can't believe the forgotten bit of "Jade's dreamself sprouted multiple arms that one time to play her cool bass guitar and then it never really happens again" HS lore came into relevancy. Hot damn.

Might be a bit early for the sprite to start fusing with random exterior crap much less people, at least with anyone 'sides Wey given he's the one trying to subdue the thing. CoinSculptureSprite doesn't seem the type to get too aggressive with the assimilations. Bu~t the fact we've had several panels without Wey and the sprite in-frame doesn't bode well for the guy. Holding out hope he survives long enough to be accepted amongst the mammoths.

[angst]

IF he's doing it then i might change mine to having Weywot fuse with the sprite :P

Whatever Cauchemar, you decide.