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As an exciting soundtrack swells in the background, the countdown to the Reckoning is ticking back by the second! But what's this? It looks like whoever was in the lab failed to set one of the parameters.

Well, you think an experienced junior ectobiologist such as yourself you can handle this much even without the helpful paw of your loyal assistant Dr. Meowgon.



You press a button at random. You’ve got a one out of four shot at getting it right, but hey.

What could possibly go wrong?






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GA: Rose
GA: I Know That My Condolences About Your Lusus Are Not Enough To
GA: Nevermind
GA: Please Just
GA: Reconsider












GT: hey rose!!!
GT: jade is in big trouble! i think she needs your time powers to help her!
TT: Aruswea sib;r o'ert ruk ur;a fiis 'bs dyxjub; runw ri o'ert.
GT: ...rose? :(



GT: dave!!!!!!!
GT: we're in some serious trouble here!!
TG: no i know jades dead and rose is crazy
TG: noirs out of control and were up to our writhing eyesockets and other zoologically dubious physiology in game shenanigans with sloppy space mutants horrorestricting our every move
TG: or at least strider is
TG: i suppose there are things even shades cant protect you from
GT: is there anything we can do?
TG: if we could get strider to time shenanigans her ass back here we might stand a chance but shes gone completely off the deep end
GT: yeah, i couldn't reach her either. i think she's going after noir. :(
TG: yeah
GT: any chance...
TG: sorry harloop dead end path trust me
GT: so.
GT: that's it?
GT: we're done?
TG: looks like it
TG: nice knowing you dude
TG: its been real
GT: :(
GT: what do we do now?
TG: i dont know
TG: i guess we just
TG: wait







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TT: What did you do?



TT: Dave? :(
TG: yeah whats up
TT: I think I made a mistake prototyping my sprite.
TT: She came back… wrong.
TG: what do you mean wrong



TG: holy shit



GG: hey, jadesprite! are you still on the battlefield?
GG: because something big is coming your way
GG: im on it!




GG: caw caw motherfuckers B)






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TT: John! Look out!
GT: what?



TT: Higb...
TT: Tiu qukk o’t die rgus!









TG: im telling you i laid so many delicate smooches on these corpses
TG: it was like
TG: a sleeping beauty sleepover i crashed after probably fucking up a dragon and hacking through a thorny maze of oh my god what is that
TG: you know what nevermind
TG: a thorny maze of whatever the fuck that’s not and just handed out the smooches right and left
TG: but i mean in a cool gallant way or whatever not like a total creep who just sort of macks on whoever whenever very you know
TG: respectful
TG: or whatever what are the rules for pecking corpses not like in the caw caw way but in the this isnt cpr way good question no one knows
TG: so not to sound like a broken record or anything but
TG: how is it coming
TG: yo lalonde?
TG: shitty chess planet to jade lalonde dont make me come over there
GG: they are still not doing anything
TG: oh
GG: if the smooching isnt working then i dont know what to do
GG: i have consulted all the walkthroughs and half-baked prophesies and even our trolling antagonists but
TG: its not your fault
GG: there is still nothing
TG: jade
TG: jade
TG: jade are you ok i am not fucking around
GG: i will be perfectly fine as soon as i fix this!!
TG: sounds like a lot of lalonde bullshit
GG: yeah
GG: i
GG: it is
TG: sit tight im coming over there
TG: dont really want to be alone now anyway
GG: yeah...
GG: me neither :(







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DAVE: holy shit
DAVE: rocking that orange there lalonde
DAVE: looking like the most fabulous orange traffic cone i ever did lay eyes on
ROSE: Is that a back-handed compliment I hear, Strider?
ROSE: Because I have a few choice words about that new coif of yours.
DAVE: what no
DAVE: i dont do backhanded i am being so completely serious here cross my heart hope to die
DAVE: though i guess the dying thing isnt that big a deal anymore
DAVE: just
DAVE: its better than your weird evil inky gray thing
DAVE: you went off the rails for a bit there but you seem better now
DAVE: im glad
ROSE: I suppose you’re right. It seems everything has turned out for the best. Orange is a much less foreboding color.
ROSE: .....I’m glad, too.