>Burly McBrawly: Answer your friend’s question honestly.
: Wha? Dude, chill. I ain’t no ghost bro Dato: Then I pray tell me, what dost thou call thyself? Dato: A mirage of this strange and bright world, a land basking in beauty, Dato: though, like the Sirenians, cloaking cruelty beyond mortal compare? Dato: For wandering eyes, do doth land find pleasing, Dato: and thine image of my friend rightly comforting. Dato: A lure then, leading hearts to false safety Dato: so that beasts torrid and foul may gorge on my flesh like generous fare? Dato Or perhaps thou art a manifestation of my sins, Dato: a false muse by which demons, of guilt and forsaken oaths, plague my forethoughts? Dato: Thy colorful visage, thus, an interminable reminder of failed duties, Dato: for losing mine own life and then losing eleven more? Dato: Then, wicked illusion, grant this wretch before thee mercy! Dato: Make this second death swift, for my spirit yearns for reincarnation, Dato: and this form no longer desires for its memories! : … Wow. Bruh. It’s just me dude : That really harshed my mellow [:-\}
Dato: Wait. Art thou truly my halfling friend, in flesh and blood?
: Ya brah
Dato: Yet thou hover above the ground like an apparition.
: Oh, ya, you can do that here
Dato: And thy figure appears as tho it were a blur, a nebulous and misty form of a wraith
Dato: ...Likely in part due to my spectacles’ position on the grass. My sincerest apologies.
Dato: Here we are...My word, it is truly thee!
Dato: Now, where in heaven’s name are we, and how did we findest ourselves here?
: No clue dude
: Had this gnarly headache, a real downer, and like, I had NO clue how I got it
: So I took a nap, right? And then, like, I woke up here, in Elyogsia
Dato: Elyogsia? As in the dwarven afterlife?
Dato: But I, in mind and body, am an orc.
Dato: This is unprecedented! What madness is this?
: Ya, funny how things work like that, I’m so glad you’re like, afterlife buddies with me [:-)}
Dato: … I do think I will continue to repose upon the ground. Indefinitely.
>Burly McBrawly: Lie down and have bro-time with your bro-pal, bro.
: Aww come on dude, it’s not all bad
: I heard Elyogsia had some smokin’ babes around the sixth circle.
: And guys too, if you’re into that [;-)}
: Now if only there were, like, directions around here...
Dato: Well, with no intention of bringing down thy spirits, I must bring up a fleeting thought of mine.
Dato: That we are not in Elyogsia, as thou presume us to be.
Dato: Rather, we are in a dreamlike dimension, twixt reality and fantasy, bound by the game of MPyre.
: Bruh. That’s…
: So RAD, dude! Like, we’re interdimensional travelers and stuff, doin’ magical things like elves!
: How awesome is that!?
Dato: Well, upon further consideration, I do suppose there lies romance within Exploration of the supernatural.
Dato: Oh, how I dreamed of losing myself within a world of spells and magicks!
Dato: Alas, barred by blood of brutish origin, I am forever cursed to live it out only through ink and parchment x/3
Dato: How marvelous is it then, by mere chance, I was selected for this game, to Experience something so mundane yet Extraordinary?
Dato: Elves find no great wonder in interdimensional travel, but this…
Dato: Before us lie the frontiers of orc and elf! Marvelous!
: Same here dude. I mean, look at the sky
: It’s pretty, like, the sun shining, the clouds all look kinda swirly and puffy, and like, yeah
: Might not be Elyogsia, but feels like it to me, y’know brah?
Dato: ...The atmosphere is indeed both calming and invigorating.
Dato: But nevertheless, I still lament the situation that transported us here.
Dato: What of our friends, who lie somewhere beyond this paradise, either dead or awaiting it?
Dato: They will be disqualified from the competition, a guaranteed death sentence from the Empress.
Dato: What of ourselves? I am within the Game, safe, but for how much longer?
Dato: Perhaps in a therasec or two I will but vanish, unplugged from whatever magical source powers this virtual land,
Dato: or a fate even worse, we are to remain trapped here for eternity from the game’s aborted start…
Dato: … All because of me...
: Aww, dude, you’re bummin’ me out [}
: This ain’t like you bruh, you always seem so hopeful ‘bout everythin’ all the time, y’know?
: Where’s that Dato I know?
Dato: Said Dato is currently facing internal strife, a war of worlds.
Dato: I maybe hopeful, but optimism and naivety preside on distinct continents within the same world.
Dato: And from our position here, there is no denying the limits of what we can do.
Dato: Rik-- thou art familiar with the gnomish tinker, yes?-- requires blueprints of my antique holowatch to bring everyone in.
Dato: But gaze upon my wrist! No holowatch, why I cannot access the ever-present inventory!
Dato: Not to mention the act of scanning and sending from a world void of all but crystal, earth, and wood.
Dato: To be succinct, our situation is hopeless. x/3
: So like, why should you never tell a kleptor-- no, klup, uh, kleptocraniac--
Dato: Is “kleptomaniac” the term thou seekest?
: Ya, so like, why should you never tell one of those guys a joke?
: I said, why should you never tell a kleptowhatevs a joke?
: Because they always take things literally! Haha! [:-D}
Dato: That… was an awful joke.
: Aww cheer up brah. You’re too tense, like, relax for a therasec, yeah?
Dato: But the situation is dire!
: Yeah, sure, it’s pretty sucky out there, but you’re getting too bogged down in it
: Just like, go with the flow. Enjoy this place! : ‘Sides, if you stop worrying, you might find some new way to help!
: I mean like, we were all starin’ at the clouds and stuff ya? So like, this is a world’s sky, right? : But then I thought, dude, what would happen if we like, went past the clouds or something? Dato: Not to sound as though I doubt thy logic, but neither of our species are built for the conditions of vacuum. Dato: We would almost certainly asphyxiate, left with blood boiling in our veins in the most literal sense! : But that’s in the real world! This is, what did you say it was, a “virtual dream dimension,” ya? : The rules don’t apply here bro! Dato: Are you sure? : No, but we won’t know until we try! I mean, what else can we do? You only live once, right? Dato: Technically not according to Orcish religious beliefs, but I do understand what thou art saying. Dato: But why must thou bring me along? I am but deadweight, slowing thy vigor down. Dato: I doubt what skills I have suffice for thy bold expedition. What is thy reasoning? : Well, that’s easy! : I like hanging around with you! Dato: !?!?!?!
Dato: Art thou sure? : ‘Course I’m sure! You’re like, one of the smartest guys I know! : Everything you say sounds like, super old-timey, and that just makes you, like, ten times cooler than all the other smart guys : I really dig just listening to you talk, like I can get lost in what you’re saying-- And that’s another thing too! : You’re always SO deep, like, not fake deep, but like, real deep, like the ocean : And that’s just like, so bodacious, bro! Dato: Thy words… they bring forth a fount of kindness in spite of my saucy treatment of thy good cheer Dato: Surely I do not deserve these bountiful niceties... : Wha!? ‘Course you do! You, my dude, are a bro, and bros don’t let bros stay down in the dumps : ‘Sides, you have like, the dopest smile and I like seeing it on your face [:-)}
Dato: (Bestill my heart! Become like stalwart stone or humble soil and cease thy salacious rhythms) Dato: (For thy romantic emotions run false against the honesty this halfling has shown) Dato: (Cloaked not by formalities and florid prose but declared by bold and earthly speech!) Dato: (Sincere are his platitudes, by transitivity so too are his affections) Dato: (By verity are we bonded, then by fidelity shall I return the favors) Dato: (Where his steps fall mine shall tread not far behind; to his causes I shall support) Dato: (His humors I shall balance, and should trouble come, my body shield him from disaster) Dato: (The self-declared nobles sully their titles; honor they know not, only fits of fancy) Dato: (Paling in comparison to the nobility that thou hast proven by token of your grace) Dato: (Were royalty to stand before us, it is thy humble roots to which I prostrate myself) Dato: (Ah, but my love crest too early! Damned if I were to dam the surge, but should my heart overflow) Dato: (With gentle touches and whispers of desire, let the waves but lap at thy feet if not awash thyself!) : Yo, Dato, did ya say somethin’ bud? : You’re like, mumbling smart sounding stuff again : Mind saying it louder so I can hear it better? [:-)} Dato: NOTHING! I was merely making a soliloquy for a nonexistent audience, nothing of import whatsoever! : Oh okay, whatever you say dude!
: So, are you comin’ or what? Dato: Well, if thou art confident in thy desire to have me, then yes, a resounding affirmation to thy call! : Sweet! Come on dude, get up, get up! Dato: Oh, alright, alright! I shall rise, I shall, give me a therasec or two! Dato: Why the excitement all of a sudden? What of “chilling” as you so called it? : You started smiling again! Got me all pumped and hyped for this explorin’ thing is all [:-)} Dato: But only by thy own energies have my temperaments reversed. And for that, thou holdeth my highest regards x3 : No prob bro! Glad to help cheer ya up!
: Are you ready for your like, first-ever flight brah? ‘Cuz I know I’m hyped for my second-ever flight! Dato: Second-ever flight? Well, a few quiniums of experience holds more weight than turnings of theories… Dato: I have steadied my breaths and quelled my worries, if that is what thou meant Dato But as for prepared in the truest sense, that I am unsure of. What is thy plan once more? : Fly all the way to the top of the sky of this place and reach the stars! Dato: And then? : That’s it! That’s the plan! Dato: ...It is often said that the best plans are the simplest Dato: My heart lies enthralled by the idea of escape, paths to worlds unknown, solutions to our dilemmas! Dato: To think that the aether shall bestow freely such gifts quickens my slumbering hope! Dato: The fruits of our success are man. What then of a poor harvest, an empty return? What to do then? : Then we’ll make a new plan! We can’t expect to expect everything, ya feel me man? : Just like, trust me on this one! Dato: I do. Wholeheartedly, I do.
: Alright bro, here we go! On the count of three-- like, on three, no “go” if ya catch my drift-- we jump Dato: Affirmative. : Okay! One-- : Two--
Not an update... well, kinda an update-! >BaRA has reached over 5,000 views on the forum! Woo! Thank you readers for checking my little webcomic out, and for all those who have suggested commands so far for making this an interesting ride! Updates resume as usual next weekend, and I am still taking commands. In the meantime, the cast would like to wish everyone happy holidays!
12 bara dwarves, elves, and orcs play a game for the imperial throne. Kinda.
Dato: Exhilarating! To think of what I have missed with planted on the ground: such freedom! What thrill! How- : No need to think ‘bout that brah! Just knock yourself out! : Try out some hella stunts, like, flips and stuff! : This isn’t something you do everyday, so try to live in the moment! Dato: Upon quick reflection, I find thou art correct! Dato: Then, in concise summary of my awestruck state of spirit, Dato: WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
: Whoops, my bad bro! : Sorry I messed up your heart dude. Didn’t mean to fly straight through it Dato: It is of no consequence, an ethereal imprint of an ephemeral moment. Dato: Brief as its existence may be, its presence adds a touch of whimsy to the sky’s open canvas. Dato: “The Dance of Two Dreamers.” : What’s that? Dato: A fitting title. Every piece of art deserves one at the very least, and the scenery can only be described as such. : Oh, yeah, I guess so. Dang, the view up here really something else : Livin’ down in the shires, I don’t get to see stuff from tall places like this Dato: My, how unfortunate! Fate has smiled upon me and blessed me with enough coin to travel in pursuit of inspiration. Dato: Far and wide I have gone in search of images sublime, locations that flood souls with awe and rapture. Dato: To transform the raw indescribable emotions we feel into ink and parchment… Dato: With a novel experience such as this, where dost thou begin? Dato: ...Say, how dost this sight move thee? : I dunno brah : Makes me wanna make out bro Dato: Pardon!? : What Dato: What!?
Dato: Well-known are the visceral impacts of images upon the body, Dato: and I do acknowledge the invigorating yet calming effect of this place, Dato: but thine reaction-! Dato: I did not take thee for a sensualist of the “natural” variety… Dato: Ah, how deceiving first impressions are! : Wha? Bruh, no : The outdoors don’t turn me on [}
: Dato, bro, I was just joking around! Dato: Oh. My apologies for presuming such things about th- : I mean, I just thought like, the view’s like what people would say is like, romantic : And I just put it in like, the silliest way I could think of : Didn’t mean for you to go that deep into it my dude, my bad Dato: Ah. Well, alright.