Bitverse lore event part #2

We continue to review the entries that the community sent us about the “Bitverse lore”. Check out the Bitverse social networks, more events are coming, with various prizes.

— — — — — “Weave” — by @[S00P] Flare199 — — - —

There was a bit hero,
That grinded long hours in pain.
It was for the mats
The mats far and wide
The mats found only in tier nine!
Grind after grind and day after day.
He worked his magic as he slaved away.
Bit by bit and piece by piece,
He put together this masterpiece.
A ring or amulet what could it be?
It could be nothing but Weave! This man was now free…

— — — — — “An Ode to Fungus” — by @Theguyfromschool — — — —

There once was a Fam, his name was Shrampz
His body smelled and his limbs had cramps
He came from a lab somewhere in the West
And that’s where his skills were put to the test
Shrampz didn’t use swords, he didn’t use bows
He had his own means of dishing out blows
Made of the finest trees in the West
A magical cane, per special request
The cane was curved, the end like a spike
With which he could club, or stab like a shrike
The old man named Shrampz, he who hits hard
Will beat you to death, if he gets the chance

— “The Bubble Oscillator” — by @[ENMY] Spook42 —

It was on the twenty-second day of the twelfth month of year ABH that Professor Haile (BA, B., MA, MS, SP, PhF) first tested his newest invention with disastrous results. The Bubble Oscillator (The BO patent remains denied in perpetuity by the Kongregation of RNGesus), rather than serving its intended purpose as an oscillator of bubbles, turned out to be little more than an Uncontrollable Rift Generator (UFG).

The UFG opened a portal into a mind-bending realm of color and light.

Contact with the new realm soon unleashed a series of new and painful emotions upon the Bitverse: Remorse, Sorrow and Despair. But as the Normverse’s fable of Pandora reminds us, there is always a Glimmer of Hope built into the darkest of Chaos, so was an accident waiting to remind Bitkind of RNGesus’ care.

For, from Sorrow and Despair, came a new Unity. Yea! The Bit-thren cried out, saying, “Oh! Content Developers! We really don’t like this new NP, Seth! Or all this Sorrow and Despair! Can’t we do something about it?”

And because the Content Developers are kind and just Content Developers, they said: “We shall make it that Bits can use the Smithy to forge Unity. And Unity shall heal all.”

And Seth cried out, “But, hey, what about me then?”

And the Content Developers said, “We shall also Set a mark upon the ground, at least sometimes. And Bits shall go, ‘Oh! What’s this about then?’”

— — — — “How Grampz Got His Groove Back” — by [äsh4] Puff — - —

How Grampz Got His Groove Back (1/5)

Grampz let out a groan as he slumped back into his chair, his knees creaking as it bent. He was getting winded just going up the stairs and it was a daily struggle to roll out of bed because his back ached so much. He looked at his wooden cane propped up against his chair. I used to be a beast when I was younger he thought. No one in Bitlandia could square up with him and everyone wanted him as a carry. He even scored four touchdowns in a Bitlandia football game.

Laughter from the neighborhood kids came through the window next to him. He doesn’t know why but he’s been having a deep disdain for anything happy lately. He grabbed his cane and lumbered his way over to the window. He angrily poked his head between the curtains. Penguitas was out there playing toss with voluspa and fen-ri. They were dashing around swiftly and effortlessly on Grampz lawn. Seeing them fly around reminded him what it was to be young and strong again. Grampz spotted a muscular familiar leaning against his oak tree in his yard. A throng of Blinkas and Booty fawning over his chiseled frame. The muscular familiar peered over his shoulder and grampz recognized who that was. It was lerky, the new buzz in town. You couldn’t go anywhere and not here familiars rave about him. Everyone wanted to be like him and wanted to be his friend. Grampz had a deep distain for his cockiness but moreso because lerky reminded him of himself when he was young. Popular with all the ladies, strong and handsome.

lerky looked up and noticed grampz scowling down at everyone. “Hey old man” Lerky shouted out with a mischievous grin. “You’re face is wrinkly and hairy like my..”. “Get off my lawn” Grampz yelled as he shook his fist. “Get off my lawn”.

Lerky smirked widely, spit on the lawn, and left with blinkas and booty under both arms. The laughter slowly faded down the street.

How Grampz Got His Groove Back (2/5)

Grampz was fuming but was exhausted from just yelling. Was the remainder of his life going to be filled with pathetic moments like this? Was his face wrinkly and hairy like a..

He slumped back into his chair and turned on the tv. Bitlandia news corp was on and had footage of an invasion from so called bit heroes pillaging dungeons of loot and slaying familiars. Young and old lads clad in set, mythic, and ancient gear were laughing as they swung their swords and let their pets demolish everything in their path. It was sad to see this as a daily occurrence on the news.

It wasn’t always like this though. Grampz and his buddies held the fort down and defended Bitlandia from such scourge. Never once had any bit heroes broken through when he was at the helm. He was proud of that.

But looking at his wrinkly and hairy hands he knew it was a past life. Him and his buddies got old and had to pass the torch to the next generation. But familiars like Lerky and trombolini only cared about being popular and stayed in the glitzy D4s. And slowly but surely the bit heroes started to make some traction.

Next morning he met up with his old buddies, Vionot, NosStorVo, and Marmbo. They were all old and frail, a shell of their former selves. They discussed the recent invasion that was on Bitlandia news corp. They all agreed this has to end but they weren’t sure what to do.

“I heard Jammie Expedition needs familiars but none of the youngins want any if that” Marmbo said. “Bunch of punks if you ask me” grampz said. I’d still rock n roll if I had some speed in my step and can heal up quick like before. “

“We can call up Dr. Faust von Brainstein” Vionot said offhandedly. “The shrink you see on Ophra?” Grampz said “ I don’t believe in that voodoo stuff”.

How Grampz Got His Groove Back (3/5)

“He says he can give you augments, like these implanted chips and pumps and make you regain your youth” Vionot said. “And he’s been at the head of the familiar resistance to the bit heroes”. Before grampz could object NosStorVo chimed in “let’s do it. What do we have to lose. None of us have offspring and family besides each other. Look at me I look like the worm in a tequila bottle.”

“You do look like shit” Marmbo laughed. “Yeah let’s do it. To be real we all look like shit and I’d believe in any voodoo right now if it means kicking some butt like the good old days”. They went back and forth but eventually agreed to call Dr. Faust von Brainstein.

A few days later they had an appointment at Dr. Faust von Brainstein’s lab in town, a small dungeon filled with robotic arms, potions, and bonesaws. “I’m grateful for your volunteering in the next expedition.” Dr. Faust von Brainstein said, looking maniacal. “Would you like to donate your organs when you die?” “just hook us up.” Grampz said “We heard from our buddy you’re the best so prove it”.

Dr. Faust von Brainstein’s looked grampz up and down then grinned “you look like a tanky boy” and with one swift movement pulled out a bonesaw split open grampz skull “I’m going to give you a shiny new brain”. And so the process began. Dr. Faust von Brainstein methodically examined each of them and cut, sawed, and burned brains, bones, and pumps. He kept on mumbling to himself as he did all of this, something about making the perfect familiar. It hurt like hell each time he cut open his knees and split open his back and arms, but grampz felt instantly energized the moment Dr. Faust von Brainstein connected neurons and receptors.

How Grampz Got His Groove Back (4/5)

A few hours passes and Dr. Faust von Brainstein clapped his hand together one time in triumph and said “it is done”. Vionot, NosStorVo, Marmbo, and grampz examined their new bodies. They still look like shit but they felt renewed like they were young popular familiars again. Grampz grinned to himself, something he hasn’t done in a long time. He felt like he got his swag back.

They all headed home, excited with this newfound youth. Grampz felt like he could run again. He turned the street corner towards his house and heard the familiar laughter of the kids. Lerky was on his lawn again flexing for the ladies. Strangely, grampz wasn’t angry they were on his lawn. He looked at all the lithe Blinkas and booty on his lawn and this carnal instinct deep down inside arose. For once in a long time he felt alive. He looked at lerky and grinned mischievously.

Before lerky could opened his mouth to make a bad joke grampz leaped through his lawn and raised his mighty cane and struck lerky across his face wiping that grin away. An audible gasp was heard from all the familiars in the area since no one has ever challenged lerky let along dueled him. But grampz didn’t care one bit. Shaking a fist in the air he proclaimed “get off my lawn or else”.

How Grampz Got His Groove Back (5/5)

Lerky launched into an attack striking grampz square in the chest, a six hit combo followed by a 12 hit combo. Grampz looked down at lerky and with his newfound brain augment just ate those hit and in fact felt even stronger. For once you could see a moment of worry in lerky’s eyes but he stuck grampz again and again utilizing his amazing speed. The Blinkas and Booty oohed and aahed slightly excited by grampz awesomeness. Grampz glanced over at a blinka as lerky was still hitting, and he gave her a wink. In fact he gave all the Blinkas and booty a wink.

As lerky pulled back his fist to attack again Grampz palmed lerky’s fist and began applying pressure. You could hear bones beginning to crush under the pressure. Lerky’s knees begain to buckle and grampz just soaked in the moment. He then lifts lerky off the ground and tosses his down the street, lerky letting out a little squeal as he was sent flying.

Grampz took his cane and planted it in his lawn, flushed with power and feeling victorious. “I’m back” he proclaimed to all of Bitlandia. All the familiars crowded around Grampz and wanted to be his friend. Some even chanted “Hefe”.

— — — — — “The Legend of Ularius” — by @planistorun — — — — —

One’s upon a time there lived a hero who roamed the land of bit valley in search of mythical weapons. The hero was strong and along his journey he had made several friends. Hero had encountered many difficulties in his path but through sheer determination and with the help of his companions he easily defeated them.
The hero fought bravely against many great foes until he was up against the most unholy creature of the swamp the gobby. Gooby was to fast and it hit so hard that the hero nor his companions could even stand a chance against such a creature. Hero companions were slaughtered right in front of him and he was barely able to escape. The hero vowed to take revenge and he started searching for someone who can help kill this creature. The hero went to the capital in search for people much stronger than him but all of them said that this is a suicide mission they knew what gobby was, it had terrized the swamp for decades no one would dare oppose it.
The hero was frustrated that no one wanted to help him. The hero stood in the centre of the capital and looked at the people who refused to make eye contact with him, except there was one person who was looking directly in his eyes. There in the crowd stood a figure, it was wearing a robe to hide itself, it was tall and it looked like it was carrying two axes in the back, in his left arm was a really weird weapon that looked like a mixute of a sword an axe and a staff. The figure signalled the hero to follow him and he started walking away from the capital. The hero soon followed.

The robed figure was walking in a weird way as if it had difficulty seeing. The figure soon revealed itself he said his name was Ularius and he liked that someone had the guts to stand against gobby. The hero asked him if Ularis can help him fight against gooby. To his surprise ularius said yes that he would help him but only if he does one thing for him. The hero asked what that is. To that question the ularius untied his robe to reveal itself. It was a horrifying sight the figure had three heads and it looked like there were three people fused together by some ungodly alchemy. Ularius stared back at the hero and asked him if he was afraid. The hero said no that he wasn’t afraid he had many different companions in his journey and that if Ularius was a friend than there was nothing to be afraid of. Ularius smiled, all his life everyone had been afraid of him and he was shunned everywhere he went he was a outcaust all his life. After that the hero went straight to fight the gobby. The hero asked if Ularius had a plan on defeating gobby, Ularius said that we will attack head on and that he will handle everything. After reaching the gobby swamp Ularius started taunting gobby and was immediately attacked. The hero could not see gobby because it was to fast but he noticed Ularius just standing there tanking all the hits and taking no damage that’s when the hero realized that Ularius was deflecting all the damage back to gobby. It doesnt matter how fast or strong gobby was because Ularius gift of deflect was a huge counter to gobby. Gobby tried to attack the hero but Ularius redirected all the attacks to himself and deflecting it back at gobby. The battle was won and the terror of gobby was eradicated once and for all and thus began The Legend Of Ularius.

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