== > Ninfia: Dream.

You close your eyes and wake up in Prospit. Ah, the light, the noise, the everything- Prospit is so pretty. The only problem with it is that there is no Dream Pixela.

No one to hateflirt with! How awful.

Also, you're pretty sure that Iferna is on Derse.

Huh. Wonder why. She's never seemed that dark to you.

Anyhow! You love being awake in this magical world, but right now you're dreaming with a mission. You have to deal with... politics.

== > Read Prospit Newspaper.

Huh.

You made the headlines.

"Heroes Awaken - Sylph of Heart Seen Traversing Prospit."

Wow! Lucky you.

You meet one of those little white guys and twirl with him before moving on. They are so cute.

Anyhow, not much has happened since last time. According to your... reliable source (namingly, Ciphre), soon there will be a war between Derse and Prospit. You, Zenana, Persus, Canira, Ciphre, and Hestus are on Prospit, but they're the 'good' side so, of course, Derse is going to win. Bully for Iferna, then.

You giggle with delight looking around. Everything is so pretty and sparkly here!

You could just eat this place right up but metal is not tasty.

You know that from experience.

== > Tell us more.

UH NO! Well, you're looking for info right now! You promised everyone you'd find something useful!

Like maybe an ectobiology manual?

Or perhaps gristTorrent? You hear that's a really helpful CD, but the upper classes have an app for it. In fact, Irisen has gristTorrent on his newly alchemized portable husktop thing, but he's the only one who has it.

If you got it, he would probably stop using it just to keep it all to himself.

WELL YOU'VE ALCHEMIZED SOME PRETTY COOL STUFF TOO.

== > Continue looking for info.

You can not do that because you wake up. Pixela is using her epic thunder powers she got from ZapMouse to vanquish an ogre.

SPRITELOG:

PIXELSPRITE: can we alchemize a swor'd' or something

like this ba'd'ass electric swor'd'

NINFIA: Why w(o)uld we d(o) that?

PIXELSPRITE: I hate 'd'oing this that's why

NINFIA: Pixels, y(o)ur p(o)wers are c(o)(o)l! There's n(o)thing t(o) be embarrassed ab(o)ut.

PIXELSPRITE: nothing cool about being a monster, Ninfy.

PIXELSPRITE: can we please just alchemize the swor'd'?

== > Alchemize sword.

You alchemize a sword with a host plush and a golden aluminum pipe that came loose in your dream-bathroom the other day. Aluminum conducts electricity, right? You turn to Pixela to ask if she likes it, but she clearly has something else on her mind.

PIXELSPRITE: uh Ninfia

NINFA: Yes?

PIXELSPRITE: just won'd'ering

PIXELSPRITE: are we really kismesis or what

PIXELSPRITE: cuz like

PIXELSPRITE: you act really flushe'd' all the time

PIXELSPRITE: sorry if this is awkward or whatever

PIXELSPRITE: just kinda wanna 'd'efine the relationship a bit tbh

NINFIA:

NINFIA:

NINFIA:

NINFIA: uh

NINFIA: Well I was feeling the same way a bit

NINFIA: S(o) are we matesprits n(o)w?

PIXELSPRITE: yeah

PIXELSPRITE: yeah I guess so

PIXELSPRITE: :)

NINFIA: <3

== > Be the character engrossed in a gripping black narrative.

Yeah that's not Ninfia.

You are now Coanan Semloh.

== > Coanan: Deduce.

A creature... untrackable... with rotating quirks.

Perhaps not even a troll.

unconscionableUvula...

Unconscionable, meaning not right or not justifiable.

Uvula... what the hell is a uvula? It's not a troll thing, that's for sure.

Hmmm... well, he also seemed to have no set text color, changing between hemospectrum colors as easily as he changed quirks.

You frown, returning to your book. You borrowed it from Hestus, who doesn't have the stomach for this type of thing.

It's a really, really saucy blackrom.

Someone is trolling you. Is that him?

== > Answer.

grandioseAdorability [GA] began trolling grippingConundrum [GC]

GA: u# #ey t#ere'$ @ meteor over your #!ve.

GA: M!g#t w@nn@ $t@rt mov!ng

GC: C4N'7 7H15 W417

GA: !f you're ok@y w!t# dy!ng?

GC: 1 4M 1N 7H3 M1DDL3 0F 4 MY573RY.

GA: @ctu@lly ! c@n $ee you t#rough t#e v!ewport

GA: @nd you're just re@d!ng @ bl@ckrom novel.

GC: D4MN TH15 V13WP0R7 7H1NG.

CG: 4LR1GH7, 1'LL G37 537 G01NG.

GA: ! ju$t deployed your mac#!nery. T#ere'$ the @lc#em!ter, t#e totem l@t#e, @nd the cruxtruder. You'll need to open t#e cruxtruder c@p somehow to rele@$e the kernelspr!te.

CG: 1'V3 4LR34DY D3DUC3D TH4T, TH4NK5.

GA: ...$ure

GA: @nyw@y, once you get !nto the med!um, you get your own planet and everyth!ng!

CG: W3LL, 1'V3 B33N L00K1NG F0RW4RD 70 S0M3 P34C3 4ND QU137.

GA: -3- Well you'll #@ve !t t#en. T#ere'$ @b$olutely nobody on the pl@net except for your con$ort$.

CG: C0N50R75? W4I7, L37 M3 D3DUC3 TH15.

CG: CR347UR35 7H47 1NH4B1T Y0UR PL4N37 7H47 4R3 8451C4LLY U53L355.

GA: They're not us$ele$$! They're fun!

CG: FUN? WH47'5 7H15?

GA: @re you ser!ou$?

CG: WH4T 3LS3 W0ULD 1 B3?

GA: oh my gog

GA: well no wonder you're suc# @n @$$#@t!

GC: W3LL 3XCU53 M3

CG: 1'D 83 S0M3WH47 0FF3ND3D 1F 1 L37 P35KY L1M38L00D5 807H3R M3.

CA: L!meblood? Who'$ @ l!meblood?

CG: 17 D1DN'7 74K3 MUCH D3DUC710N, C4N1RA.

CG: 4ND N0W 1'LL T4K3 MY L34V3 0F TH15 WR3TCH3D C0NV3R54710N.

grippingConundrum [GC] gave up trolling grandioseAdorability [GA]

GA: u# o#...

That pesky Canira. If anyone fails this game, it's going to be her. Or Laksmi. Or Ritama. You know what? all of them will fail. All of them. Except you, of course.