Dimension Hoppers Remake Trailer Thing

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OOC thread for the RP here

Over there, near the coast of the Great Lakes, there was, is, will be a house, a small one and crushed under the ceaseless wheel ground up and spit out your heresy your creation breaking breaking breaking and I to unleash death upon the land yet a metallic tide cross the endless sky to kill the unkillable to break the unbreakable to seal the shifting beast to feast on the flesh of present past future


Officer Besegvn of the Department of Interworld Commerce and Trade (DICT) leaned back in his cheap creaky plastic chair, watching the monitor. In his left hand he held a cup of coffee (a multiversal constant) that was several degrees too cold and much too bitter despite his desperate attempts to make it not so. In front of him was a visual radio, one of the more modern ones in the ancient listening post. The whole place was probably hundreds of years old and located at the edge of the World Tree, it was a miracle that any of the tech still worked.

Worked in the most archaic term. The place was still ancient, modern was a word used only in comparison here. DICT had hardly seen the worth in giving the skeleton crew here a budget worth thinking about, only a measly salary that didn’t really cover the cost of living.

“Same broadcast?” asked the Radio Specialist of the whole station, Jo John Joe from across the room behind his own visual radio.

“Yup,” replied Besegvn, barely suppressing a yawn. “Anything on your end?”

Jo was a “close acquaintance, bordering more on amicable coworker than anything resembling a friendship, and to be honest, Jo had the sort of whiny high pitched voice that Besegvn found particularly annoying and obstructed any real relationship building.

Turning his attention back to the same repeating broadcast that had haunted his dreams for so many days during his limited time here at the underfunded listening post, Besegvn slowly sighed into his flawed mug of coffee. Never was there any secret messages, or hidden cults, or creatures hiding in the radio waves. No, out here the only thing that his clunky century old machine was able to pick up was a recruitment advertisement coming from who knows where that was probably made on a budget that was more shoestring than the station’s own.

From what he could gather on the first time around, it was undeniably one of the many smuggling businesses that had popped up after the DICT’s closer monitoring of the interworld postal service. Oh how excited he was to find one of these on his first go around, filing half a dozen reports on the strange advertisement. A couple days of the same damned thing playing over and over again on every single radio wave that the visual radio had managed to pick up has sobered Besegvn to the excitement.

When the thing repeated the words: “Dimension Hopper” for the umpteenth time, Besegvn nearly put his fist through the screen.


Thousands of worlds away...

Dead sat in his metallic throne, overseeing his vast empire, his robotic hand tapping against the armrest, steel against steel. From here he could see everything, through the optical monitors of every single robot under his control, billions upon billions of different viewpoints, whole worlds filled with nothing but factories, steel, and wires. And what Dead saw was a whole lot of nothing.

Nothing. Not a grand battle, not a bit of action in the whole bit of Attica. Everything had gone and died long ago, their bones and rotting flesh bulldozed and replaced with factories needed to build up his fleets and evergrowing army. Dead didn’t regret it at all, only that he hadn’t kept around maybe a few million to hunt for sport when he was bored. Ah, but the Verdant Eye would never accept that. He knows that it always watches him, is always with him, but it sometimes just goes quiet, like now.

Dead internally cursed a dozen figures for his misfortune for being bored, going down the list he had internalized to blame for all his misfortunes. But still there was more to be done, wasn’t there? Yes, he still had so much to do. No doubt the Three were still running around the World Tree, somehow invisible to even the omniscient gaze of the Verdant Eye, evading capture. No matter. They would be found soon. It was only a matter of time, and time was flat, easily crumpled into a ball and reformed into whatever he wanted.

The Rainy Empire was still a thorn in his side, yet too big to take down yet. Again, only a matter of time. They had stagnated, while his power and influence was still growing. They were too scared to strike him when he was weak, and that would be their downfall. Still, a pain. Recently they had cracked down on sending illegalities through the mail. A shame. Well, with everything, his vast knowledge would no doubt be able to find a way through it.

Already, yes, he knew what to do, it was arriving to him already. Now that was something he could do right now.

The Verdant Eye appeared to him, engulfing the entire room.

“Awfully selfish of you, isn’t it? Relying on me to do everything?”

“...”

“Very Well. I myself am intrigued in where this goes, even if the methods are repulsive. Say, I wonder who to raise?”

“Brilliant idea. Welcome back to the world of the living, ‘Mark’ and ‘Sarah’.”

“Now I have an important mission for the both of you. Have you heard of a little something called: The Box?”

“I’ll be watching you both. Now I’m sure that Dead wants to give you his own little mission now, go run along now. I think… two years will be enough for your task. Don’t fail me.”

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damn you. putting it in binary while also putting it in some sort of code??

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Aaaand there's no chance I'm even going to try breaking that code. Good job, Dead!

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the-winter-flame1 wrote:

please tell me nekos are allowed in this one

yeah they are

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bump

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and someone shorten the lore for me please

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I cracked the code

To bind the bird of freedom, to chain the snake that curls by the feet of the tree of worlds to break the messenger between the two and send her fleeing.\i\iAll of life is not yet dead.\i\iThat mistake should be rectified soon.\i\iThe Heretic is not yet decimated totally.\i\iThat mistake should be rectified soon. I am the Overseer over all of reality itself.\i\iI BUILT THIS TREE MYSELF AND SO IT SHOULD BE THAT I HAVE DOMINION

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Lambern34bits wrote:

I cracked the code

To bind the bird of freedom, to chain the snake that curls by the feet of the tree of worlds to break the messenger between the two and send her fleeing.

All of life is not yet dead.

That mistake should be rectified soon.

The Heretic is not yet decimated totally.

That mistake should be rectified soon.

I am the Overseer over all of reality itself.

I BUILT THIS TREE MYSELF AND SO IT SHOULD BE THAT I HAVE DOMINION

yes, you've cracked the code, this is indeed what the hidden message is saying good job

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yeah

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Crying screaming kicking my legs why didnt chess.com tell me you posted this piece of absolute peak I'm sobbing

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you can still join, chip.

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I know I know I'm just mad I didn't see this sooner

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and reasonably so

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frijol-y-pan wrote:

Crying screaming kicking my legs why didnt chess.com tell me you posted this piece of absolute peak I'm sobbing

we should stage a revolution against chess.com for this grave injustice

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this is not the ooc

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dude this is the trailer, the OOC is the other link

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https://www.chess.com/forum/view/off-topic/dim-hop-ooc-sign-up?page=1

this is

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