thats as good an answer as any trying to figure out how many different versions of earth there are at least represented out here based on your answer i think its pretty safe to assume were from different earths but just to be sure does the name crockercorp mean anything to you
I'm guessin we're not, cause I don't think I've ever heard of that before. You ever hear of a game called Star Forneus? It's super retro but hell it was like... the basis of all good side scrolling adventures
Kinda sucks though
I mean, if we were from the same Earth, I would've liked to meet you there.
But I guess that's not such a big deal since we're breathing the same air now, huh?
[oh ... well, that's some near Egbertian-levels of friendship being tossed his way. not that Dave minds, he thinks that both Ryuji and John are pretty cool doofuses who are easy to be friends with — and along with Terezi, Ryuji's toward the top of his list of favorite people aboard this space station.]
yeah got a few choice words for the chef and whoevers filtering the air here shits staler than movie theater nachos sittin there since the goonies goddamn full frontal assault on your sinuses but i figure its still better than the price of intergalactic airfare never heard of star forneus though is that like a nintendo thats more johns area of expertise there was an xbox at home but i only ever played shitty glitchy tony hawk games
[Finds himself, as usual, smirking at the texts he gets from Dave. This guy...]
Okay, I'm gonna have to stop you right there
Since I gotta call you out on your game knowledge history
It ain't Nintendo, it's Famicom.
Now that you're learn'ed though lemme express my sadness at how shitty your life musta been if Tony Hawk was the only sad excuse of a game you got the experience of playing
[how would Ryuji react to the idea that Dave is technically both a video game player and also a self-aware video game character.]
god dont fuckin remind me getting a jackass skateboarding dudebro glitched inside a building was always kinda funny though in an existential crisis sort of way but ive also played a few computer games in my day
[Look for a little quest marker above his head (!) to tell him where he should go next in this grand adventure of a space station mmo. Because he's pretty damn lost as it is.]
One day he'll get out of that building
Ripparoni Tony
Yeah? So you're not a console nerd (lame)
Which ones? Maybe they have some like.. mirror universe titles or something that we can laugh at
solitaire minesweeper you know hardhitting shit like that but my friends and i played the beta version of a game called sburb im gonna guess its not out on your earth yet
[he doesn't really mind talking about Sburb, if only because Ryuji is already aware of some of the powers it granted him. he just won't get into the more depressing parts.]
thats why you wear guards dude like the shit you wear when rollerblading or something nobody likes getting sports injuries wrist deep in a round of solitaire best to go in prepared
[if Dave ever actually played Solitaire for more than two minutes, it was likely only so he could get the satisfaction of seeing this. and if that site happens to exist in Homestuck-verse, then i guess he has no reason to play Solitaire at all.]
the logo was a house so i guess so you started out by doing a lot of building its this big collaborative effort gettin into completely pointless shenanigans that never actually meant anything to the overarching story but it got even more convoluted the further in you got might be easier to explain in person
i didnt even know that was a thing that could happen nice work ryuji did you raise the taxes on tea or something you never raise the taxes on tea its a gateway to instant revolution thats like basic mayoral etiquette 101 at least thats how i understood it from the mayor i know anyway i can meet you at your room in 10 minutes
Some people just ain't meant for leadership roles and I'm one of them
I did build like 30 amusement parks though
So they shoulda been happy
Too bad I bankrupted the goddamn place
[Someone should teach him how to run a city. Or to at least listen to his advisers who constantly told him that raising those taxes to 20% was a straight kick to the nuts of the laffer curve.]
hahaha guess a bread and circus deal doesnt work if people cant afford the circus being in charge is overrated anyway
[it's at least partly why he's been watching, but not participating, in whatever's going on with these job assignments.]
[in any case, pretty much ten minutes on the dot later, there's a knock at room 28. because it would be weird if a god of time were anything other than exactly on time.]
Ryuji may, on the surface, appear to be a bit heavy handed and rash, and he might not pay attention to all the things he needs to, or be the best keeping quiet or to himself. He's too earnest, too hating of authority, too malleable to simple things like being in charge is overrated. There's no conceivable way that Dave could know Ryuji's keeping a list of all the people who seem to disagree. And since it's on his mind a lot lately, he's weirdly happy that he doesn't have to worry about Dave.
And when he answers the door, his expression is way, way too damn easy to read.]
Welcome home, turntechGodhead. If that really is your name. [He's so stupid.]
[Dave is no leader — and he's no hero either; that's something he's insisted on before. those are John's titles. the giant doof with a good heart who would pull the sword out of the stone with ease, while someone like Dave could only break it. the giant doof who, he understands now, will be the one to fix everything. that's what a leader does. that's what a hero does. and that isn't Dave.]
[Ryuji seems pretty pleased, though. he's not sure if it's because the dude's just completely stoked on video game discussion, or if it's something else. Dave's not really prone to giving out smiles as easily, but he does seem awfully amused.]
I'd say it's about as accurate as skull — as in, I'm pretty much a god at the turntables, and you've got a skull in your head.
[So capriciously said, without a trace of maliciousness to it, like there was nothing more natural and true in the world than the fact Dave Strider was an asshole. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he knows how much of a cheater he was, he'd probably throw down another thumb war rematch just for the hell of it, but since that'd go nowhere fast, he lets the other find whatever space he wants to take up, as big or as small as he feels comfortable to do, and settle in.
Oh, right- he just remembered something about a (really fucking strange) encounter he had with someone else on the station, and heads to the bunk beds. Looking at the difference between the top and bottom bunk, and the disheveled state of the lower one, it'd probably look like that one was his, but no- he reaches up to the neatly made top one and pulls down what looks like a package of something from under his pillow.]
Dunno if you're into it, but I managed to meet someone who had twizzlers? Uh... I dunno how, really, but he had a ton of em, and gave me some. Thought you'd like one.
[STRAIGHT UP CONTRABAND.
He tosses the junk food over to Dave. Only a few left, but he was only given a couple to begin with. Eh, might as well share the good fortune.]
[he's not much at all into black licorice, anyway, but at least Twizzlers have a bit of a sweeter tinge to them. and more importantly, it's not anything like the toast and whatever protein he could stomach that he's been living off of the past few weeks. it has potential.]
What the fuck, so you can get actual food here?
[where the hell are his bottles of apple juice and doritos then? but he turns the candy over in his hands, inspecting it. yup ... it looks legit.]
You sure you don't mind sharing? This thing's probably got more flavor than anything else on offer combined.
Uh... not quite. I really don't know how they're even here, but this kid had a bunch of just... stuff? In his room. Stuff that's like. Impossible. Maybe he got lucky or something and hit the jackpot with room claims.
Or it's magic.
Either way, it's kind of delicious magic and I ain't complaining about it.
[He finds a spot on the desk to park his ass onto, the lack of chairs and chill environs in this place really begged to question who the hell the interior decorator was and how he deserved a stern talking to.]
Nah, finish 'em off. I figured you'd enjoy it, so I saved the rest for ya.
[he'll just have a seat on the edge of the bunk and dig in, then — it's still not exactly his favorite candy in the world, but it is something to remind him that he does actually still have taste buds. and even though Twizzlers have pretty much no nutritional value, he somehow feels better. like the fact that he's not eating something cardboard-flavored may have given him more energy.]
What other stuff did that guy have? Makes me think I should have tried snooping in more rooms.
Candy... lots of outfits, too. Like, Nike branded shit.
[He got the hunch that there was way, way more stuff in there that lay in hiding, just judging by the way the guy carried himself, but Ryuji didn't press it. Being a thief is all about gaining small amounts of information over time to make judgment calls if something needs to be done. Not that he was outwardly thinking in that line of thought, honestly... he was experiencing the wild high of a sugar rush that was almost 3 weeks overdue.]
Tell me about it. All we got was some coffee cups and a few boring ass books scattered around here. [Whoever these nerds were living here before must've been the type to stay up late, reading.
He sighs, audibly, and peers over at the bed where Dave had situated himself. Oh, yeah they were supposed to talk about video games, but something else hits him that he wanted to ask before. And since Ryuji can't not ask questions that pop into his head---]
[the joke being that he loves them sincerely, for the fact that they are a joke in and of themselves. he loves them so much he has worn them for three years straight.]
My best bro from back home gave them to me — they're the shades from Starsky and Hutch, which means at one point Ben Stiller also had them on his weird face.
[And then the great reveal of his plenitude of feelings towards Ben Stiller comes unraveled; Ryuji's jaw drops because that's seriously...]
So that would make your best bro Owen Wilson.
[He wants to ask Dave if he wears them to sleep too, but he's not sure that he wants to know the answer to that question. Best to leave some mystery out there in the world. Either way, he leans back with his head against the wall.]
Sburb, right? [That felt tough to even say, what the hell]
[Dave cares a lot about John, okay. also, not only has he slept wearing the shades, he has in fact worn other eyewear over them. if he is anything, he is dedicated.]
[but right, video games. the original topic at hand.]
Well, the ultimate goal of Sburb, through a series of extremely stupid and roundabout quests and battles, and if you happen to be lucky enough, is to create a new universe.
One of those water stains on a piece of wood that resembles the likelihood of good old JC would still rank higher than him, but, he digs it. Ryuji would say similar things about Ren. He understands the concept of best bro-hood way, way too damn much.]
Sounds kinda cool, but I thought this was one of those building-sim games. Never saw any of those that had battles in it.
[Not yet getting that the game he was talking about layered itself right into the perceivable realm of reality.
Yeah, it is. But even though you start off by building up your house, what you're really doing is helping build the final battlefield.
We never got this far, but based on what I've been told, if you manage to win, you get to go through a door to the new universe and claim the ultimate reward.
[whatever that is. nobody Dave knows has ever explained further than the fact that it is "the ultimate reward." he can only assume, given the fact that the god-tier status exists, that it has something to do with being gods of the new universe.]
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trying to figure out how many different versions of earth there are
at least represented out here
based on your answer
i think its pretty safe to assume were from different earths
but just to be sure
does the name crockercorp mean anything to you
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Kinda sucks though
I mean, if we were from the same Earth, I would've liked to meet you there.
But I guess that's not such a big deal since we're breathing the same air now, huh?
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yeah
got a few choice words for the chef and whoevers filtering the air here
shits staler than movie theater nachos sittin there since the goonies
goddamn full frontal assault on your sinuses
but i figure its still better than the price of intergalactic airfare
never heard of star forneus though is that like a nintendo
thats more johns area of expertise
there was an xbox at home but i only ever played shitty glitchy tony hawk games
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Okay, I'm gonna have to stop you right there
Since I gotta call you out on your game knowledge history
It ain't Nintendo, it's Famicom.
Now that you're learn'ed though lemme express my sadness at how shitty your life musta been if Tony Hawk was the only sad excuse of a game you got the experience of playing
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god dont fuckin remind me
getting a jackass skateboarding dudebro glitched inside a building was always kinda funny though
in an existential crisis sort of way
but ive also played a few computer games in my day
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One day he'll get out of that building
Ripparoni Tony
Yeah? So you're not a console nerd (lame)
Which ones? Maybe they have some like.. mirror universe titles or something that we can laugh at
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solitaire
minesweeper
you know hardhitting shit like that
but my friends and i played the beta version of a game called sburb
im gonna guess its not out on your earth yet
[he doesn't really mind talking about Sburb, if only because Ryuji is already aware of some of the powers it granted him. he just won't get into the more depressing parts.]
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Don't hurt your wrists in a sick all nighter on solitaire dude
:)
[Wait, wasn't the teasing enough through text, why add an emoji, it's completely superfluous and unneeded.
Oh well.]
Nah, tell me about it
Sburb? Like suburb?
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like the shit you wear when rollerblading or something
nobody likes getting sports injuries wrist deep in a round of solitaire
best to go in prepared
[if Dave ever actually played Solitaire for more than two minutes, it was likely only so he could get the satisfaction of seeing this. and if that site happens to exist in Homestuck-verse, then i guess he has no reason to play Solitaire at all.]
the logo was a house so i guess so
you started out by doing a lot of building
its this big collaborative effort
gettin into completely pointless shenanigans that never actually meant anything to the overarching story
but it got even more convoluted the further in you got
might be easier to explain in person
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If you walk around with a wrist brace because you mineswept so hard I ain't ever talkin to you ever again
[Probably a lie, he'd be low key worried.]
So... sim city
Man I played that once
Raised the taxes and they freakin overthrew me as mayor
Assholes.
And yeah, sure. I'm always cool to hang. Tell me all about this convoluted shenanigan stuff
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i didnt even know that was a thing that could happen
nice work ryuji
did you raise the taxes on tea or something
you never raise the taxes on tea
its a gateway to instant revolution
thats like basic mayoral etiquette 101
at least thats how i understood it from the mayor i know
anyway i can meet you at your room in 10 minutes
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....
....No...]
Some people just ain't meant for leadership roles and I'm one of them
I did build like 30 amusement parks though
So they shoulda been happy
Too bad I bankrupted the goddamn place
[Someone should teach him how to run a city. Or to at least listen to his advisers who constantly told him that raising those taxes to 20% was a straight kick to the nuts of the laffer curve.]
Anyway, room 28 if you didn't know
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hahaha
guess a bread and circus deal doesnt work if people cant afford the circus
being in charge is overrated anyway
[it's at least partly why he's been watching, but not participating, in whatever's going on with these job assignments.]
[in any case, pretty much ten minutes on the dot later, there's a knock at room 28. because it would be weird if a god of time were anything other than exactly on time.]
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Ryuji may, on the surface, appear to be a bit heavy handed and rash, and he might not pay attention to all the things he needs to, or be the best keeping quiet or to himself. He's too earnest, too hating of authority, too malleable to simple things like being in charge is overrated. There's no conceivable way that Dave could know Ryuji's keeping a list of all the people who seem to disagree. And since it's on his mind a lot lately, he's weirdly happy that he doesn't have to worry about Dave.
And when he answers the door, his expression is way, way too damn easy to read.]
Welcome home, turntechGodhead. If that really is your name. [He's so stupid.]
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[Ryuji seems pretty pleased, though. he's not sure if it's because the dude's just completely stoked on video game discussion, or if it's something else. Dave's not really prone to giving out smiles as easily, but he does seem awfully amused.]
I'd say it's about as accurate as skull — as in, I'm pretty much a god at the turntables, and you've got a skull in your head.
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[So capriciously said, without a trace of maliciousness to it, like there was nothing more natural and true in the world than the fact Dave Strider was an asshole. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he knows how much of a cheater he was, he'd probably throw down another thumb war rematch just for the hell of it, but since that'd go nowhere fast, he lets the other find whatever space he wants to take up, as big or as small as he feels comfortable to do, and settle in.
Oh, right- he just remembered something about a (really fucking strange) encounter he had with someone else on the station, and heads to the bunk beds. Looking at the difference between the top and bottom bunk, and the disheveled state of the lower one, it'd probably look like that one was his, but no- he reaches up to the neatly made top one and pulls down what looks like a package of something from under his pillow.]
Dunno if you're into it, but I managed to meet someone who had twizzlers? Uh... I dunno how, really, but he had a ton of em, and gave me some. Thought you'd like one.
[STRAIGHT UP CONTRABAND.
He tosses the junk food over to Dave. Only a few left, but he was only given a couple to begin with. Eh, might as well share the good fortune.]
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What the fuck, so you can get actual food here?
[where the hell are his bottles of apple juice and doritos then? but he turns the candy over in his hands, inspecting it. yup ... it looks legit.]
You sure you don't mind sharing? This thing's probably got more flavor than anything else on offer combined.
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Or it's magic.
Either way, it's kind of delicious magic and I ain't complaining about it.
[He finds a spot on the desk to park his ass onto, the lack of chairs and chill environs in this place really begged to question who the hell the interior decorator was and how he deserved a stern talking to.]
Nah, finish 'em off. I figured you'd enjoy it, so I saved the rest for ya.
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[he'll just have a seat on the edge of the bunk and dig in, then — it's still not exactly his favorite candy in the world, but it is something to remind him that he does actually still have taste buds. and even though Twizzlers have pretty much no nutritional value, he somehow feels better. like the fact that he's not eating something cardboard-flavored may have given him more energy.]
What other stuff did that guy have? Makes me think I should have tried snooping in more rooms.
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[He got the hunch that there was way, way more stuff in there that lay in hiding, just judging by the way the guy carried himself, but Ryuji didn't press it. Being a thief is all about gaining small amounts of information over time to make judgment calls if something needs to be done. Not that he was outwardly thinking in that line of thought, honestly... he was experiencing the wild high of a sugar rush that was almost 3 weeks overdue.]
Tell me about it. All we got was some coffee cups and a few boring ass books scattered around here. [Whoever these nerds were living here before must've been the type to stay up late, reading.
He sighs, audibly, and peers over at the bed where Dave had situated himself. Oh, yeah they were supposed to talk about video games, but something else hits him that he wanted to ask before. And since Ryuji can't not ask questions that pop into his head---]
What's with the shades, by the way?
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[the joke being that he loves them sincerely, for the fact that they are a joke in and of themselves. he loves them so much he has worn them for three years straight.]
My best bro from back home gave them to me — they're the shades from Starsky and Hutch, which means at one point Ben Stiller also had them on his weird face.
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[And then the great reveal of his plenitude of feelings towards Ben Stiller comes unraveled; Ryuji's jaw drops because that's seriously...]
So that would make your best bro Owen Wilson.
[He wants to ask Dave if he wears them to sleep too, but he's not sure that he wants to know the answer to that question. Best to leave some mystery out there in the world. Either way, he leans back with his head against the wall.]
Sburb, right? [That felt tough to even say, what the hell]
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[Dave cares a lot about John, okay. also, not only has he slept wearing the shades, he has in fact worn other eyewear over them. if he is anything, he is dedicated.]
[but right, video games. the original topic at hand.]
Well, the ultimate goal of Sburb, through a series of extremely stupid and roundabout quests and battles, and if you happen to be lucky enough, is to create a new universe.
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Probably not.
One of those water stains on a piece of wood that resembles the likelihood of good old JC would still rank higher than him, but, he digs it. Ryuji would say similar things about Ren. He understands the concept of best bro-hood way, way too damn much.]
Sounds kinda cool, but I thought this was one of those building-sim games. Never saw any of those that had battles in it.
[Not yet getting that the game he was talking about layered itself right into the perceivable realm of reality.
Am I getting homestuck yet?]
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Yeah, it is. But even though you start off by building up your house, what you're really doing is helping build the final battlefield.
We never got this far, but based on what I've been told, if you manage to win, you get to go through a door to the new universe and claim the ultimate reward.
[whatever that is. nobody Dave knows has ever explained further than the fact that it is "the ultimate reward." he can only assume, given the fact that the god-tier status exists, that it has something to do with being gods of the new universe.]
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