99 Luft-Word-Balloons

99 Luft-Word-Balloons

Tapped Out Quest Information Level: 44 Update: Level 44 Required characters: Homer, Database, Bart Optional characters: Normal Springfielders Previous quest(s): Seeking A Friend For The End Of This Update Pt. 6 Next quest(s): Bloatation Device

99 Luft-Word-Balloons, also known as Luft-Word-Balloons, is a questline in The Simpsons: Tapped Out. It was introduced in the Level 44 content update.

Dialogue

Pt. 1

After tapping on Homer's exclamation mark Hey, what's going on? How come I can read me saying, “Hey, what's going on?” I can read what you said too, Homer. And I can read what I'm saying right now! That means, youz alls can read my speak-a-ma-goos. Ew boy. If a bartender can't curse out patrons under his breath, his mind will snap like a twig. Don't be afraid. I've just hacked the code of our universe - which is definitely a real thing - to show all of you exactly what you say. SHUUUUUUUHB?! Exactly! Abstract guttural noises. Nonsense phrases doubling as slang. Strained pop culture references. Now do you see how much pointless speech fills your lives?! I've always known that. But you don't see me being a jerk about it. Self-awareness may be painful, but it's also an opportunity to grow. Having to see and read what we say will force us to confront how we treat each other. This will spur us on to improve ourselves. Counterpoint: Texting. I'm not sure Springfield has enough room for these yap yap bubbles. The town's borders are, ahm, a tad inflexible. And now that you know I know, please stop sending me comments about it. Oh, just tap on what's said and you can send it away— Tap! Ooooooo! Now how do I get rid of the “Ooooooo”? Uh… what's it that I gotta do again? Task: "Make Springfielders Tap Away their Thoughts" (x15). The jobs take place at a Brown House and take 16 hours. Task: "Make Homer Tap Away his Thoughts". The job takes place at a Brown House and takes 16 hours. Task: "Make Database Bask in his Achievement". The job takes place at a Brown House and takes 16 hours. I feel honored people are-- Tap. People are enjoying what I— Tap. Made. The greatest achievement is the joy— Tap. Oh lord, what have I— Tap. Quest reward: 100 and 10

Pt. 2

After tapping on Homer's exclamation mark Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. Hmmm. Tap. TAP. ZZZ…tap…ZZZ Tap. Homer, everyone in town can— Tap. Homer! Marge, sweetie, that was an accident. I, of course, wanted to hear the entirety of your worried nagging. Hey yammer bags, clamp those lips, or I will staple gun them shut! I'm trying to. But every time I get rid of these speechy thingums, another one takes its place. Tap. SEE! Tap. D'oh! Before you get caught in a loop, Dad, might I advise you to just tap silently. Then the word “tap” won't appear, needing you to tap it. Got it. Thanks, Lisa. Tap. I tried. Why do any of you read all these stupid letter jumbles we barf? If they're annoying you, I'll show you how to deal with them. Task: "Make Bart Skateboard" (x3). The job takes 4 hours. Every time I say this I'm incredulous, but Bart's right. We should go out and be active and live our lives instead of commenting on them. That may be true. I know I have more important things to do. But I feel bad ignoring all this dialog. People put a lot of time into it-- Tap. D'oh! Yeah, I really gotta start doing something better with my time. Quest reward: 100 and 10

Pt. 3

After tapping on Homer's exclamation mark gldfhklfkj *hiccup* ylkv%#fr *hiccup* ylkv%#fr *hiccup* $$$$$$ *vomit* How come everyone is making even less sense than usual? Exhausted by having to constantly reflect on their words, most have sought refuge in the incoherency of alcohol. Lisa, I'm not sure you're any more central than you were before, if you still only say exposition. Yeah, well now I say a lot more of it. So there. If what you say is true, no one can claim they're too busy to spend quality time with me. Who wants to play a board game where we compete to determine price earnings ratio for the 15th century Hanseatic League? I'm afraid that answer will undoubtedly be no one. Except me, of course, but only if I get to be Lübeck. Love me some Lübeck. Don't you get it? You can't get people to want to quote unquote ‘hang' with you by making the rest of their lives worse. But how they now experience the world is how I do all the time! SHUUUUUUUHB?! Ugh, did I just say “SHUUUUUUUHB?!”? I'm becoming more like my father every day. I'm very well aware that everything I do, even the very sound of my voice, is a nerd cliché. It's like I was designed by a team of self-loathing losers as an effigy of all the things they hated about themselves as kids. As if they could expunge their pasts by watching me be burned in flames of youthful humiliation. Ugh, who says such things? I can't take being exposed to such thoughts any longer. It's time I joined these drooling, oblivious morlocks. Schlerffftttp! No, you can't! Primo, you're underage. Secunda, your brain is a gift. Database, you've shown your intelligence has the power to change the world. You just need to learn how to harness that ability to improve the lives of others. Or at least entertain them at a moderately successful rate. Like 63%. Maybe 42% after you've built up enough good will. I, for one, would be glad to join you on your journey toward fulfillment. If you would have me, Superfriend. Aw. To begin such a journey, I recommend following a spiritual practice to gain control over your emotions. You never hear of the Dalai Lama getting in a bar fight, do you? Task: "Make Database Meditate". The job takes place at Springfield Buddhist Temple and takes 12 hours. By the way, I know most of what I just said was exposition. But I said it to help you. So don't sass off about it. Quest reward: 100 and 10

Behind the Laughter

The quest name is a reference to the song "99 Luftballons" by Nena.

The Simpsons: Tapped Out Level 41-45 Quests
99 Luft-Word-Balloons • Bloatation Device • Bonsai Vivant • Database Recovery • Easy A • Hibbert Ain't Got Shed • Islands in the Revenue Stream • Krusty the Hair Colorist • Maximum Itchyload • Seeking A Friend For The End Of This Update • Vulgari Aspirations