Omegasplit [Act 2: on hiatus]

ZANE:attempt to kiss HOT DATE sneakily

> ZANE: Who was the FIRST PLAYER to ENTER?

ZANE: Be the Grey Text Guy.

> ZANE: Talk to MASON.
> ZANE: Flash back.

MASON:attempt to not be consumed by JEALOUSY

>ERIN: reminisce on recent events

Apologies for the short update, I was going to push on into the next session, but I am not feeling well. Next update will give you guys some proper options, I promise.

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>MASON, ZANE and ERIN: continue having JOKE STRIFE until EVERYONE wonders what the GORILLA you're doing

Everyone is already wondering what you're doing, and a few people even jumped in before the uncontested victor was finally declared to be one Josephine Claremont, one of said bystanders.
It is hard to deal with someone who dual-wields rubber spring hammers.

>ERIN: reminisce on recent events

Reminisce on WHAT recent events. Things have been quite busy since entering the UBERSESSION about two years ago, so nothing really strikes you as singularly important. Right now though, you wanna get away from the crowds and just spend some time with your boyfrie- Oh jeez, Mason's started signing crap. For the love of...

> CENSOR GORILLA: Censor song.

And so, we push the story on a bit. Sorry to those who wanted some time to mess around a bit more, I asked around and the general consensus was to move things ahead a bit, so feel free to make choo-choo noises so long as you don't do it too loudly.

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>ZANE: lose JOKE STRIFE

You have already thoroughly lost the JOKE STRIFE, and are currently recognizable not as the "GodKing" of "Everything" but instead as a "walking mass" of "sticky nerf darts".

>MASON: Beat the carp out of JOSEPHINE CLAREMONT with DUAL SPRING HAMMERS

You tried, oh how you tried... But yeah, in the name of fun and fairness you didn't cheat, and everyone ganged up on Zane. Either way, you're not exactly certain this new girl would be carrying carp for any real reason, nor really how you'd be able to knock it out of her sylladex. Well, maybe, depends on which one she uses.

>MASON: Start impromptu Singing contest

You have already started an impromptu singing contest, which has gotten better with the addition of no less than 3 different karaoke machines from various different people in the crowd. You are currently in the middle of a rather intense rap battle to the beat of Let It Go.

Clearly, this is incredibly SERIOUS BUSINESS.

>CENSOR GORILLA: Censor song.

Even though they aren't actually swearing, you are rather tempted to do just that. Seriously, they call that rapping?

>STORY: Continue

As Zane watches the beginning of an impromptu concert of terrible lyric replacements and goofy rap battles begin, he feels a tap on the shoulder, and looks at Erin, who points her head away from the crowd.

>ZANE and ERIN: Head home for sloppy makeouts.

You sneakily and stealthily 'port yourself and Erin back to your house. You walk back into your room, and Erin tosses the bathtubs back out into the hallway, before patching up the walls. While these two lovebirds are doing whatever thing they do on dates together, let us take our story somewhere else...

>ZANE: Flashback

Back, long, long before the current events... More than two years before in fact...

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Once more, or maybe for the first time? A young man stands in his room, contemplating the mysteries of the coming day. We have already seen this young man's name in the future, so we shall skip over that particular running gag, instead moving straight on to the case of the matter at hand.

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Your name is Zane Gaius, and today is your friend’s 15th birthday. An avid gamer, as a request to your little group of friends she asked all of you to play a game with her, and that game is supposed to be arriving in the mail today. You are the only person who doesn’t yet have the envelopes, but for some reason, Erin insisted on having you go first, and being your server player. Beyond that she didn’t really care about the order, you aren’t really sure why though. Until the mail arrives, which will hopefully be soon, really all you can do is faff about in your room and give any theoretical onlookers a chance to gain some insight into your character.

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Welcome to THE PAST. From this point onwards, commands can be given to both PAST and PRESENT versions of characters to try and navigate your way through the depths of events both of the already transpired kind and those that still lie in the future. Right now, the focus is on THE PAST, and although you can try and do things in THE PRESENT, commands sent to such a time are more likely to fail or be rejected, although this will not be the case for long.

> ZANE: Examine ROOM.

Past Zane: Examine Walls
Past Zane: look under bed for hypothetical monsters
Past Zane: Got Books?
Past Zane: Look out window and check mailbox

>PAST ZANE: Examine ROOM.

You decide to take a look around your ROOM, since you don't really have anything better to do than that. You examine your ROOM, there really isn't that much here, you of course have your computer in one corner of the room, with your WRITING DESK covered in DISCARDED STORY IDEAS next to it. There's also a small rack filled with various VIDEO GAMES that you have either played or are currently playing. Your room itself is rather empty, there isn't very much on the floor, and the only three pieces of furniture aside from your two DESKS are the CHAIR by the DESKS, your DRESSER and your BED. You really don't spend too terribly much time in here aside from your GAMING sessions and when you are caught up in an AUTHORIAL MOOD.

>PAST ZANE: Examine Walls.

Well, you DO have a few things on the wall and on top of your DRESSER that show a bit more insight into your interests, even if those are mostly just the various games you enjoyed the most. Your DRESSER has a few Terraria plushes and a small Steve? figurine you received from one of your friends, despite the fact that you don't even own Minecraft OR Terraria. You think they look cool though, so you don't really mind. Your WALLS contain a small handful of posters, mostly from games like DIABLO or WORLD of WARCRAFT, RPGs and the like are sort of your thing. You have a couple of outliers, you have a copy of the premiere poster that advertised one of your friend's first big BALLET CONCERTS, one from Erin that comes from the webcomic PROBLEM SLEUTH, and a large framed picture of the last time you and your friends were all able to get together. It's hard to believe it's been almost TWO YEARS since that trip to the beach.

>PAST ZANE: Look under bed for hypothetical monsters.

Pfft? Monsters? There's no such thing as monsters, and even if there were, you're pretty sure they wouldn't waste time hiding under your bed. That kind of belief is stupid baby stuff for stupid babies.

>PAST ZANE: Got Books?

Well, not in your room... Your FATHER keeps a small collection downstairs on a bookshelf, but you yourself are not in a frequent reading habit.

>PAST ZANE: Realize that your younger brother is trying to pester you about this new game you are going to be playing.

Oh please, you don't have a younger brother, you are an ONLY CHILD. There is no possible way that they could be pestering you abo-
Oh hold on, someone IS pestering you. It's just not the hypothetical imaginary brother you may or may not don't have. It's actually the very same girl you were contemplating pestering yourself.


>PAST ZANE: Look out window and check mailbox

Well, chances are that the mail STILL hasn't come, because you checked not too long ago...
Oh, well, what do you know? The little mail flappy doodad thingie is up. Hopefully your game came. It'd be a real pain in the arse if you had to wait on something stupid to start playing, like the gift getting sent to the wrong place and it arriving several months late or something silly like that.

>PAST ZANE: Jump out the window.

What, seriously? 1, this is a two story house, and you'd likely hurt yourself in the process, and 2. you're not nearly that determined to avoid a confrontation with YOUR FATHER. Really, if you really want to go get the game, you can just go downstairs and out the front door like a normal person. Or you can just wait until your dad gets the mail and leaves for work thereby avoid interaction and going outside altogether.

>DELIVERY MAN : Hurry up and deliver GAME to ZANE.

You cannot be the DELIVERY MAN. You have not met him yet! Besides, he already hurried up and delivered the GAME, even though it was late due to a mixup at the post-office and it almost getting sent off to some tiny island out in the middle of the Atlantic or something silly like that.