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THE ART GALLERY
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2024-12-24 08:42:24
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The citadel was bustling with tunes. People went back and forth enjoying the party. Many gawked at the contestants as they preformed strange tasks. Everyone was fairly calm, as O-6 had left to go grab drinks at a tavern in Tiger Claw's.

The group checked around to see what they could do.

The O-5 was currently off duty and alone as she checked out the various aliens at the event.
Some moody looking AI leaned on a wall in a corner, more focused on his phone than the party.
A large mechanical horror was offering to show people his art, but could get no offers.
And lastly, that Zookeeper guy was busy staring in glee at the contestants for some strange reason.
"Hmmmmm... Quite the shindig going down tonight.... ;3" Butterfly turns to the others.
The hybrid from behind nods, their fluskal trailing behind. "Seems so."
"It seems real exciting though!!! This is gonna be great!"
Scab grips one of his shoulders, rolling the joint.

"Can't help but imagine there's a fair few contestants running around, and I'd like to avoid them. I've been hit by enough trams to last me a life time."
"I'll say. I hear things are getting a bit wild around here. Why don't we take it easy tonight, strangers? Anyone need a cig? ;3"
"I can't smoke!!!! Physically!!"
He adjusts the cigarette in his mouth, shaking his head.
Sim during this also looks around for discarded items, gloves perhaps.
Sim rolls a 20 sided die. A 9 is rolled.

Nothing much other than food was found.

"I'll take a cigarette, does anyone have any gloves or anything? My allergies are acting up…"

The [Food Aggressive] fluskal gets angry and bites its owner for not sharing a meal!

Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 1 is rolled.

ITS OWNER DIES.

"..."
Scab leers as the hybrid falls to the ground.

"Contestant, probably."
Butterfly begins lighting a fresh ciggy with the one already lit.
"Who? ;3"
"The corpse, I can't imagine anyone else dying so... Randomly. Can we move before we're associated?"

The owner of the fluskal respawns after dying due to pet allergies.

"Ah wait. Nevermind, guess they didn't cark it. Welcome back, er... "
"Oh hey dude how's it goin', how was dying??"
"Like I said. Allergies. Could I borrow something to cover my hands?"
"Better idea: Not have a pet that kills you on contact?"
"...Why don't we go see an art show? Maybe there'll be a garden or something nearby. ;3"
Quackson
2024-12-24 12:24:40
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"Ooh! Art! I love art!!! Let's do that!!"
"Sounds calm, I can swing it."
"Didn't ask to be allergic. Just asking for a favour, but I can tell you're the type who would rather watch me die. So let's just continue on to the festival."
"Nobody asks for what they're given, that's how nature plays. ;3"
The group move on to checking out the artist. "Hey folks, here to see some blockmons?"
"Or...did you confuse me for a vending machine?"
"Nah, we're here for the art. This is the art, right? ;3"
"Yeah it's art alright!"
"Hmmm, uh, what happened to your face though. You're made of butterflies."
"Said the hulking mass of metal wires?"
Lights another cigarette. "Blessing without a disguise. What about your deal?"
"Wires don't just get up and talk on the daily ;3"
"I didn't used to be like this. Someone stole my skin."
"Hey, I get it, it would suck if someone stole my skin, probably even gross!"
Sim is too busy searching their bag for gloves. They don't seem too stressed.
"Uh, well, the skin that I was wearing. It actually belonged to Bones."
"Bones? Who's Bones?"
"He's a super underground artist, you've likely never heard of them."
"My artwork is inspired by theirs."
"Life is cruel like that. Is it why you make art? The coldness of a stranger's heart, or the solemn warmth in the creation of your own follies? ;3"
"Oh well, uh, actually I make art because I want to prove my dad wrong. He told me I could never make art. Not real art. But I think I could if I tried, and I'm sure I managed to do it."
"I didn't copy off of anyone either, here I'll generate one right now!"
2024-12-24 12:32:44
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"Bttttz."

"It's called a blockmon, bet you're really impressed."
"Oh! Well uhm, it's uhmm, hmm, hmm..." He really does want to say it's art, but it didn't feel like it was.
They briefly look up but then continue searching their bag for items.
"Uh..."
"Someone else go, I've got nothing."
"It's shapes."
"It has per- no, it has char- no, not that either. it has a nice use of co- nope."
"You all hate it........"
"It's fine. I believe in it. I have to believe in it. If no one else believes in it, then I have to keep hodling."
"It just needs a bit of improvement...."
"...I just genuinely don't get what I'm looking at here. ;3"
Barley is trying hard to not looked discourage. "Uh, so how would you improve this piece?"
Scab
2024-12-24 12:44:49
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"How would I improve it?" Scab grimaces. He has no idea.
Scab
2024-12-24 12:49:58
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"I know art isn't just about looking nice but... Maybe invest in better visuals?"
"Suggestion then: Can it. Not make that sound? ;3"

The buzzing causes the various butterflies to jitter out of place.
"But the "bzzzt!" noise of the blockmons is a classic. It's to represent that they're electrical based....."
"It's okay. I mean, art is art. I don't really understand it." Sim tries to make a glove of their sleeves by scrunching their arm up. To test it they try to pet Fallout
Sim rolls a 20 sided die. A 15 is rolled.

The sleeve is safely set. They go to try and pet Fallout who is safely petted.

"Hmm, to improve?? From one artist to another, I think what your art is lacking intent... or emotion really! There's just something about it..."
"Good boy Fallout. Now the improvements. Frankly I think it needs more individuality, more soul."
"More...soul?" The idea of more soul rings in Barley's head.
"More soul......"
Barley looks at all the people in the room. "More soul....."
"..."
Quackson
2024-12-24 12:53:16
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"Hey uhh...you okay...?"
Barley snaps himself out of it. "It-it has a fine amount of soul put into it!"
Barley Bonekeeper
2024-12-24 12:53:37
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"Actually, soul is a harmful concept towards artists!"
"The term soul just means "I don't like it, but I don't know why." To imply an artist didn't put "enough of themselves" into a piece is rude!"
"Soul or not it at least... exists. Can't quite say that for all things, so... hmmmmm. ;3"
"Just say the real reason why you hate it....it's cause it's blocky isn't it?"
Scab
2024-12-24 12:55:09
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"It's because it's ugly, which means it has no immediate appeal."
"… I didn't mean our souls I meant your inspiration. Like your essence or whatever." During this they try to pet Scab's mallon with their sleeve glove.
Scab
2024-12-24 12:55:40
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Scab slaps the hybrid's hand away from Jamie.
"…?"
"Don't touch my dog, man. You don't just touch people's pets."
"Yeah! That's weird!" Quackson interjects.
Butterfly chooses to not answer and instead tries to get Cherry-Soda to fuse his cigarettes together into a bigger one using [Blessed Craftsman].
Butterfly rolls a 20 sided die. A 16 is rolled.

The cigarettes are fused into one large cigar.

Scab marvels at the cigar. He's kind of jealous.
A higher status of smoking addict has been obtained.
"Yes you do. Have you never been to a dog park?"
"Yeah? You still don't touch someone's dog without asking, s'fucking weird."
"Not really but sorry, may I pet your dog."
"No. Thank you for asking."
"My inspiration? I have a lot of those from Bones! My art looks just like his! Let me grab an image."
2024-12-24 14:34:52
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"See, it looks just like their work."
"Now the resemblance is clear."
"Those bright colors, the simple shapes!"
"It's basically the same, but uh, without copying."
"Their work actually has more to it, sorry to say. I don't know, I just can't really get with the comparison."
Can't see all that far. "Yeah nah I can see the resemblance. Good work. ;3"
"…" He moves over to Cherry Soda. "Can I pet your dog? Because someone else won't let me."
"Say uh... What're we doing over here, again? Dog... petting? Mate, this is a bird. ;3"
"I'm testing my gloves out. Well fake gloves." They turn towards the robot. "That's not the point of art, it has to be your own. Artists have signature art, where is your signature."
"I.....I made my art different from theirs. It IS my own. I CAN make art. My art DOES have SOUL."
"You just don't understand how much soul is in my art. I don't need more......"
".........................................................................."
They attempt to pet Cherry Soda with the glove hand.

"Could be Right, maybe I don't understand."
Sim rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +5. An 11 is rolled.

Cherry Soda is pet.

"I'm done talking!"
"I'll find someone who respects my art, but it won't be here!"
Quackson
2024-12-24 14:42:38
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"Aw man, I actually wanted to hear more, bummer!"
"All you people did was insult me. Why would I want to talk any more. Go find a "Real artist!""
"An artist with a Soul!"
Butterfly
2024-12-24 14:43:00
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"All good, mate. We'll get out of your hair, er, wires I suppose. ;3"

Butterfly starts walking off, not actually registering that he's part of a group.
"I have many souls!"
"We'll leave though, farewell!!"
Nice potshot asshole....
This is a pretty good cigar.
He snuffs his cigarette underfoot before following after the leader with their superior cigar.
They follow along besides butterfly face. Though they mention in passing to the robot next to them. "Need help opening your capsule?"
"Nope! Also he's already opened he just likes chillin' in there, don't touch him!! At all!! He's very cold you will get cold it will suck."
"I don't mind the cold. Could I see 'em?"
"I already said!! No!!! Geez!! Contestants ammirite!" he says, as a contestant.

A blort shuffles across the floor, heading towards JAMIE FROM HR. It wraps around the mallon, buzzing the whole way.

The butterflies start to synchronize with the buzzing. "...?! ;3"
"This is what I'm talking about!"
"Hey, whose. Hey. Who... Mmmmm... ;;;3 ;3;;....."

Jamie from HR. gives [Charming] to Butterfly with [Giveaway].

Butterfly is now [Charming.]

He points to the blessed notail. "Get that blort off my mallon!"
"I'll....try. Hey! Bugger off, now! ;3"
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2024-12-24 14:55:07
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"Mmm…" He looks around for a second before attempting to walk over to the Blort to sneakily pet the Mallon while helping get the Blort off.
2024-12-24 14:55:21
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Sim rolls a 20 sided die. An 11 is rolled.

The blort is pulled away. The hybrid pats the mallon after saving it.

The blort glances at Butterfly.

Butterfly rolls a 20 sided die with a modifier of +5. A 22 is rolled.

It decides to bugger off, like told, and starts wiggling away from the group.

Scab pats Jamie a couple types where the blort had constricted around him.

"Uh, thanks. Who's blort was that, anyways?"
"What a strange thing... Is this one of yours? ;3" He asks, generally waving a finger around the area.
"Nope."
He shakes his head, no.
"... Is... it.... mine? ;3"

No one seems to say it's theirs.

"And sorry." They attempt to go for the capsule in the AI's hands to pet it.
Quackson tries to block with his body, "Dude?? What's wrong with you??"

The hybrid instead touches Quackson.

Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 3 is rolled.

Thankfully, Quackson's allergies don't activate this time.

"Not that it should be our job but, I don't think people would appreciate rogue blorts attacking their dogs. Or, whatever that was."
"So, somebody wanna catch that thing?"
"... I'm gonna go check... the tags... It had a... collar right? ;3"
"…sorry" He mumbles while going for the capsule again. He is insistent.
"Stop??? Seriously???" He stays blocking the capsule.
Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 3 is rolled.

Quackson blocks without dying from being allergic to people!

"Ay, mutt. C'mon back, let's find your owner. ;3"
2024-12-24 15:16:19
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The blort sniffs the air and carefully looks at Butterfly.

"Bzzzzztttttttttt A brand new day is waiting-------our product is infused with honeydew bzzzzzzt-and you just love it!"

The blort has no collar.

"Looks like free dog."
"Sure does seem like it...."
"Screw it. Free dog. It's been a tiring first day... ;3"
They silently apologize again and this time try to snatch the capsule out of Quackson's hands. Sim is going for it.
"STOP??????" HE JUST KEEPS BLOCKING.
Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 1 is rolled.

Quackson has died. The hybrid has been shuffled around so much that their sleeve protection ends.

Jamie from HR. moves to sit on the capsule, in protest of the earlier unconsented pets.

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2024-12-24 15:20:52
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"Oh come on…" They attempt to grab the capsule from under Jamie.
Butterfly
2024-12-24 15:23:02
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("Who even... Who are these people...")
Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 2 is rolled.

The capsule is grabbed. The mallon does not cause a reaction.

Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 3 is rolled.

And petting the capsule doesn't either.

Quackson respawns.

"Uh.... Let's go, boy. Cher-So, you too. ;3"
"God damn it."

"To--------to go whe-----------before.......Impossible? Let us see....a-----BUY NOW!" The blort wiggles as it follows butterflies.

"Welp, so long, strangers. Uh. Just remember one thing for me, would you."
"Dog petting is a serious addiction. Go to church or something, get yourself shaped back up. ;3"
RECAP!

Quackson and the hybrid appear before Circe.

"W-woah! Two deaths? I gave you folks an easy one you know?"
2024-12-24 15:27:17
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Goal: Don't let anyone touch or command your pet. If they try to, you must block them or lose.
Powers: You are allergic to people and will roll a 3 sided dice to die if you physically touch another person.
2024-12-24 15:27:44
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Goal: Pet every dog on the team.
Powers: You are allergic to dogs and will roll a 3 sided dice to die if you touch a dog.
"Folks, you need to learn about a thing called teamwork!"
"If you both realize you have opposing goals, remember this acronym!"
"B.
U.
L.
L.
S.
H.
I.
T.

What does that mean? It doesn't mean anything! Bullshit your way through it!"
"For example, one person has to pet every dog, and the other can't let anyone touch their dog. If you both realize this, try bullshitting your way through it!"
"For example, you can get a long stick, and pet the dog that way. That way, you're petting the dog, but it doesn't count as "someone" petting the dog to the other person."
"But hey, seeing a few deaths with even the most mundane tasks makes it exciting!"
"Hm, to be fair my death wasn't entirely my fault. A Fluskal saw food and took it out on me."
"Anything else is a coulda woulda shoulda."
"You killed your teammate knowingly!"
"Don't try to twist it, pal! You knew what was happening."
"So mean, cruel even!!"
"Sorry, thought it was you or me pal. Better luck next time." Pat pat.
"Oh well no use arguing about it now! Toodoolo!"
Fortuna rolls a 3 sided die. A 1 is rolled.

Quackson dies.

"WOW!"
"Ok. So. We're not going to count that death."
Circe
2024-12-24 15:37:10
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"Let's end this before anyone else dies....."
END OF EXPO.
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