Nexo walked into the apartment. He flopped into a desk chair, put his legs up onto the small desk and then ran his hands through his hair a few times. He was beat. But he'd finally landed the kind of high paying job that he'd needed all his life. He figured that now he'd finally be able to buy a car, to support his elderly mother who thought she was still in Montana, newly married. To get out this greasy, junk pin some called home. He sighed and let his head fall back against the peeling wallpaper behind him. This would be the past by tomorrow. And good riddance. He got up took two steps to reach the fridge and opened it. It was working today, surprise. After downing six, day old cold pieces of pizza. He brushed and fell into bed. Dead asleep before his head even hit the pillow. His night was tormented though. By memories of the past. His father, coming home, his mother crying, him and his brother hiding for hours in the cold attic, the hunger, the ridicule by the "rich" kids. Then the fire his father had started, and run away from. His mother had brought them home from a late school night, to find all they owned in flames. The fire was so hot. it was reaching out tendrils reached out and touched him. Nexo sat up suddenly gasping for breath. He stared for a moment at the dingy wall, then breathed out in a sigh. "ugg. I thought mature 18 year old's weren't supposed to get nightmares."His mother was never the same after that. She lived in a happy past life, or thought she did. He and his little brother had run away to avoid being placed in a home. He had only been 12. His 9 year old brother had come down with pneumonia pretty soon after they had left. So Nexo had done what he thought was best, and left his brother with a nurse at a hospital. But when he had gone back to see him, they had moved him. He hadn't seen his brother since. Nexo muttered and stood up to slip on a shirt. He might as well get to work, he was used to getting up early anyway. Cont.
Nexo looked in awe for a moment at the huge revolving doors, it was kinda hard for him to believe that he would be working behind them. He entered and saluted the night watch man. Even the secretary wasn't in quite yet. But then again it was still pretty dark. After turning a few corners he took a elevator to the third floor, and turned two more corners. Ah, office 354. His. He'd gotten a glimpse earlier, it wasn't massive, but it was clean, neat and nice. He smiled and reached into his coat pocket for the key, shoved it into the lock and turned the handle. Something was wrong, he could feel the presence of someone else already in the room. Out of reaction he dove into an intruder that had been going through his file cabinet. They tumbled to the ground and the intruder made a peculiar squeaking noise. "Alright. Talk before you get hurt!" Nexo growled, as he sat on the intruder. "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't mean any harm! Please don't hurt me..." The last few words tapered out into a small sob. Nexo reached up and flicked at the light switch. The fluorescent bulbs revealed a young girl, probably around 16, with big blue eyes, and auburn hair, Her jaw trembled and a tear threatened to slip out. In fact she looked terrified. Not exactly the evil burgler type. Nexo quickly hopped up and then helped her up too. "Hey, listen kid. Don't go around with the lights off like that. Someone may get the wrong impression. Ok?" she nodded and wiped at her eyes with a sleeve. He walked her over to the door and let her out. "Just turn the lights on next time, K?" She nodded again and hurried away. Nexo leaned on the door post and shook his head. "Kid's, gonna get arrested on accident one of these days if she keeps that up. Kinda cute though. Funny how her skin was a bit yellow though....she didn't look even the east bit Oriental. Hm. Time for me to earn my pay. " he muttered to himself then shut the door and sat down at his new desk.
Nexo walked into the apartment. He flopped into a desk chair, put his legs up onto the small desk and then ran his hands through his hair a few times. He was beat. But he'd finally landed the kind of high paying job that he'd needed all his life. He figured that now he'd finally be able to buy a car, to support his elderly mother who thought she was still in Montana, newly married. To get out this greasy, junk pin some called home. He sighed and let his head fall back against the peeling wallpaper behind him. This would be the past by tomorrow. And good riddance. He got up took two steps to reach the fridge and opened it. It was working today, surprise. After downing six, day old cold pieces of pizza. He brushed and fell into bed. Dead asleep before his head even hit the pillow. His night was tormented though. By memories of the past. His father, coming home, his mother crying, him and his brother hiding for hours in the cold attic, the hunger, the ridicule by the "rich" kids. Then the fire his father had started, and run away from. His mother had brought them home from a late school night, to find all they owned in flames. The fire was so hot. it was reaching out tendrils reached out and touched him. Nexo sat up suddenly gasping for breath. He stared for a moment at the dingy wall, then breathed out in a sigh. "ugg. I thought mature 18 year old's weren't supposed to get nightmares."His mother was never the same after that. She lived in a happy past life, or thought she did. He and his little brother had run away to avoid being placed in a home. He had only been 12. His 9 year old brother had come down with pneumonia pretty soon after they had left. So Nexo had done what he thought was best, and left his brother with a nurse at a hospital. But when he had gone back to see him, they had moved him. He hadn't seen his brother since. Nexo muttered and stood up to slip on a shirt. He might as well get to work, he was used to getting up early anyway. Cont.
Nexo looked in awe for a moment at the huge revolving doors, it was kinda hard for him to believe that he would be working behind them. He entered and saluted the night watch man. Even the secretary wasn't in quite yet. But then again it was still pretty dark. After turning a few corners he took a elevator to the third floor, and turned two more corners. Ah, office 354. His. He'd gotten a glimpse earlier, it wasn't massive, but it was clean, neat and nice. He smiled and reached into his coat pocket for the key, shoved it into the lock and turned the handle. Something was wrong, he could feel the presence of someone else already in the room. Out of reaction he dove into an intruder that had been going through his file cabinet. They tumbled to the ground and the intruder made a peculiar squeaking noise. "Alright. Talk before you get hurt!" Nexo growled, as he sat on the intruder. "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't mean any harm! Please don't hurt me..." The last few words tapered out into a small sob. Nexo reached up and flicked at the light switch. The fluorescent bulbs revealed a young girl, probably around 16, with big blue eyes, and auburn hair, Her jaw trembled and a tear threatened to slip out. In fact she looked terrified. Not exactly the evil burgler type. Nexo quickly hopped up and then helped her up too. "Hey, listen kid. Don't go around with the lights off like that. Someone may get the wrong impression. Ok?" she nodded and wiped at her eyes with a sleeve. He walked her over to the door and let her out. "Just turn the lights on next time, K?" She nodded again and hurried away. Nexo leaned on the door post and shook his head. "Kid's, gonna get arrested on accident one of these days if she keeps that up. Kinda cute though. Funny how her skin was a bit yellow though....she didn't look even the east bit Oriental. Hm. Time for me to earn my pay. " he muttered to himself then shut the door and sat down at his new desk.
Ooh!!!
Essa, so far, this story has been totally unique from any other MB story I have read, and that's been quite a few now. It's amazing, can't wait to see moar!
Nexo looked in awe for a moment at the huge revolving doors, it was kinda hard for him to believe that he would be working behind them. He entered and saluted the night watch man. Even the secretary wasn't in quite yet. But then again it was still pretty dark. After turning a few corners he took a elevator to the third floor, and turned two more corners. Ah, office 354. His. He'd gotten a glimpse earlier, it wasn't massive, but it was clean, neat and nice. He smiled and reached into his coat pocket for the key, shoved it into the lock and turned the handle. Something was wrong, he could feel the presence of someone else already in the room. Out of reaction he dove into an intruder that had been going through his file cabinet. They tumbled to the ground and the intruder made a peculiar squeaking noise. "Alright. Talk before you get hurt!" Nexo growled, as he sat on the intruder. "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't mean any harm! Please don't hurt me..." The last few words tapered out into a small sob. Nexo reached up and flicked at the light switch. The fluorescent bulbs revealed a young girl, probably around 16, with big blue eyes, and auburn hair, Her jaw trembled and a tear threatened to slip out. In fact she looked terrified. Not exactly the evil burgler type. Nexo quickly hopped up and then helped her up too. "Hey, listen kid. Don't go around with the lights off like that. Someone may get the wrong impression. Ok?" she nodded and wiped at her eyes with a sleeve. He walked her over to the door and let her out. "Just turn the lights on next time, K?" She nodded again and hurried away. Nexo leaned on the door post and shook his head. "Kid's, gonna get arrested on accident one of these days if she keeps that up. Kinda cute though. Funny how her skin was a bit yellow though....she didn't look even the east bit Oriental. Hm. Time for me to earn my pay. " he muttered to himself then shut the door and sat down at his new desk.
Ooh!!!
Essa, so far, this story has been totally unique from any other MB story I have read, and that's been quite a few now. It's amazing, can't wait to see moar!
Nexo walked into the apartment. He flopped into a desk chair, put his legs up onto the small desk and then ran his hands through his hair a few times. He was beat. But he'd finally landed the kind of high paying job that he'd needed all his life. He figured that now he'd finally be able to buy a car, to support his elderly mother who thought she was still in Montana, newly married. To get out this greasy, junk pin some called home. He sighed and let his head fall back against the peeling wallpaper behind him. This would be the past by tomorrow. And good riddance. He got up took two steps to reach the fridge and opened it. It was working today, surprise. After downing six, day old cold pieces of pizza. He brushed and fell into bed. Dead asleep before his head even hit the pillow. His night was tormented though. By memories of the past. His father, coming home, his mother crying, him and his brother hiding for hours in the cold attic, the hunger, the ridicule by the "rich" kids. Then the fire his father had started, and run away from. His mother had brought them home from a late school night, to find all they owned in flames. The fire was so hot. it was reaching out tendrils reached out and touched him. Nexo sat up suddenly gasping for breath. He stared for a moment at the dingy wall, then breathed out in a sigh. "ugg. I thought mature 18 year old's weren't supposed to get nightmares."His mother was never the same after that. She lived in a happy past life, or thought she did. He and his little brother had run away to avoid being placed in a home. He had only been 12. His 9 year old brother had come down with pneumonia pretty soon after they had left. So Nexo had done what he thought was best, and left his brother with a nurse at a hospital. But when he had gone back to see him, they had moved him. He hadn't seen his brother since. Nexo muttered and stood up to slip on a shirt. He might as well get to work, he was used to getting up early anyway. Cont.
Talk about dismal backstories... O_O
Yeah, he had a rough time of it. But things should get better soon....maybe. >:3
Nexo looked in awe for a moment at the huge revolving doors, it was kinda hard for him to believe that he would be working behind them. He entered and saluted the night watch man. Even the secretary wasn't in quite yet. But then again it was still pretty dark. After turning a few corners he took a elevator to the third floor, and turned two more corners. Ah, office 354. His. He'd gotten a glimpse earlier, it wasn't massive, but it was clean, neat and nice. He smiled and reached into his coat pocket for the key, shoved it into the lock and turned the handle. Something was wrong, he could feel the presence of someone else already in the room. Out of reaction he dove into an intruder that had been going through his file cabinet. They tumbled to the ground and the intruder made a peculiar squeaking noise. "Alright. Talk before you get hurt!" Nexo growled, as he sat on the intruder. "I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't mean any harm! Please don't hurt me..." The last few words tapered out into a small sob. Nexo reached up and flicked at the light switch. The fluorescent bulbs revealed a young girl, probably around 16, with big blue eyes, and auburn hair, Her jaw trembled and a tear threatened to slip out. In fact she looked terrified. Not exactly the evil burgler type. Nexo quickly hopped up and then helped her up too. "Hey, listen kid. Don't go around with the lights off like that. Someone may get the wrong impression. Ok?" she nodded and wiped at her eyes with a sleeve. He walked her over to the door and let her out. "Just turn the lights on next time, K?" She nodded again and hurried away. Nexo leaned on the door post and shook his head. "Kid's, gonna get arrested on accident one of these days if she keeps that up. Kinda cute though. Funny how her skin was a bit yellow though....she didn't look even the east bit Oriental. Hm. Time for me to earn my pay. " he muttered to himself then shut the door and sat down at his new desk.
Ooh!!!
Essa, so far, this story has been totally unique from any other MB story I have read, and that's been quite a few now. It's amazing, can't wait to see moar!
Thank you! *blushes* This may be the nicest compliment I have received on a story. :'3 Both of my others were kinda weird too. I guess it 'cause I usually see all the users as humans, not plastic Lego's. And moar should be up as soon as possible. (and not on a schedule )
Essa, so far, this story has been totally unique from any other MB story I have read, and that's been quite a few now. It's amazing, can't wait to see moar!
I agree with Con completely.
Thank you guys so much. You just made my day. Moar soon.
Legoshopper walked down the busy street and towards Mayne Crossing Rd. She dodged a mud slick on the cracked sidewalk. She hated this place already. It didn't help that she'd just been jumped on in the dark and threatened by some guy. At least he hadn't realized that she'd taken one of his files...the one about him specifically. She shivered and pulling her jacket closer hurried towards the building on the corner of Mayne Crossing, it would probably rain again. Yay. Just as she reached the building she swerved suddenly into the alley. Trotting down it she took a few turn and twists and soon she was free in the maze of the NYC Alleyways. Leaning against a cool brick wall she reached into her jacket and pulled out the file. A hand abruptly reached out and grabbed her wrist, making her squeal and drop the file. "Hey! Darkie you scared me! I thought you we're *KKDiastemer!" "If I was you'd be redone, and the world would probably end because you lost the file." "Ha. Ha. Don't do that again." "No promises." "So you the partner, or the pick up?" "Partner for now. Essa's the pick up. Drop date is 11/3 8:30 P.M." "Fine. Lets go." "Lead the way milady." Lego smacked him with the file. "Your mouth is still just as smart as when you first joined." "I wouldn't want to lose my dashing charm." He winked. Lego rolled her eyes and then smiled. They walked in virtual silence until they reached a small empty warehouse. "Okay lets take a good look at this thing you so daringly risked your life for." "Your wish is my command." She answered snarkily. A few hours later they looked up at each other. "This is big. We need to see the boss." "Agreed. I'll get a cab."
Luigi the Cab driver settled down for a bowl of Mama Fiergio's Special Recipe Pasta. Now he could eat his dinner, unless someone wanted a cab this late. Luigi dipped a bread stick in to the pasta and raised it to his mouth. "MAMA MIA!!!!! Santa Maria mi protegga! Who are a you? An what a you doin here!" A shadowy figure stepped closer, he was garbed in a dark grey trench coat and a fedora obscured his face. "I merely need a few questions answered." "Così a tarda notte ... e tutto strano e oscuro ... Whatta answers you be a wanten, eh?" A steel gray cat with green eyes jumped up onto the trench coated mans shoulder from behind, and the man casually stroked it under the chin. "You drove a young girl and a young man today at 1:29 P.m. today. Where did you take them?" "Non va bene ... quello che vogliono da povero Luigi ... I not a supposed to tell." The fedora tipped to the side. "Now that is a problem. Isn't it Millie?" He addressed the cat. MRROUUURRR. "I agree. Luigi, " The man fingered something under his coat, "Let try this. All. Over. Again..."
Essa, so far, this story has been totally unique from any other MB story I have read, and that's been quite a few now. It's amazing, can't wait to see moar!
Thank you! *blushes* This may be the nicest compliment I have received on a story. :'3 Both of my others were kinda weird too. I guess it 'cause I usually see all the users as humans, not plastic Lego's. And moar should be up as soon as possible. (and not on a schedule )
The story deserved it!
I always see them as Plastic Legos. So that may be why this is so different than what I'm used to.
Luigi the Cab driver settled down for a bowl of Mama Fiergio's Special Recipe Pasta. Now he could eat his dinner, unless someone wanted a cab this late. Luigi dipped a bread stick in to the pasta and raised it to his mouth. "MAMA MIA!!!!! Santa Maria mi protegga! Who are a you? An what a you doin here!" A shadowy figure stepped closer, he was garbed in a dark grey trench coat and a fedora obscured his face. "I merely need a few questions answered." "Così a tarda notte ... e tutto strano e oscuro ... Whatta answers you be a wanten, eh?" A steel gray cat with green eyes jumped up onto the trench coated mans shoulder from behind, and the man casually stroked it under the chin. "You drove a young girl and a young man today at 1:29 P.m. today. Where did you take them?" "Non va bene ... quello che vogliono da povero Luigi ... I not a supposed to tell." The fedora tipped to the side. "Now that is a problem. Isn't it Millie?" He addressed the cat. MRROUUURRR. "I agree. Luigi, " The man fingered something under his coat, "Let try this. All. Over. Again..."
O_O
Poor Luigi. I always hate it when characters end up in these predicaments.
It's amazing, can't wait to see moar! 
I guess it 'cause I usually see all the users as humans, not plastic Lego's. 
