Okay, tried to pull up my story today, and apparently my new CONputer wasn't kidding when it said I needed to get an official version of Word verified...I CON't do anything on it now. I'll work on that. For now, watch cat videos or something.
Alright, this is my chance to catch up.
And...now I'm on a college CONputer. Sorry LEGO. Part inCONing.
I decided to let Mateo into this upgrade early, instead of dropping it on him like I had the discovery of the RPG.
I had headed straight out to school and got there early enough to borrow the teacher's spraypaint and "white wall" to advertise the address of our soccer field. Now we were sitting together, watching as the kids gathered in groups discussing and copying down the address. “I found a way to go faster. Just thought I’d warn you.”
“Good, you’re a snail.” He said, the paused. “Where are you getting all this?”
“Believe it or not, it’s not from Google.” I kicked my legs idly.
“Wow, I am impressed.” He said, with almost real awe. If you beat the internet to the discovery, then you’re pretty forward. “How’s progress on the ol’ painting project?”
“Stuck.” I said. “The screenshots revealed nothing. I haven’t had time to pixel search them yet.”
“Ugh, that’s gonna be fun.” He made a face.
“Hey, I’m looking forward to it!” I protested. “I just have a higher level of dedication than you, sir!”
“And similarly, your XP bar. Hmm, maybe I should reconsider my position.” He pretended to be thoughtful. “Nah, I think I’ll just hope somebody throws me an RPG again.”
I nudged him playfully. “No skillz.”
“What can I say? I’ve got CONnections.” He shrugged.
“NO KIDDING!” Celeste appeared at his elbow. “YOU GOT RPGS FROM THEGREATCON?”
I covered my ears, and winced.
Mateo’s face transformed to a bit of a panicked look. “Uh…maybe?”
“I FOUND SCREENSHOTS!” She waved her phone in his face.
“Uh…okay, yes then.” He said.
She seemed to calm down a bit, realizing the skeptical “has she really gone off her rocker?” look on my face. She snorted and turned away from me. “You got RPGs from TheGreatCon. Lots of them. I need facts. Explain. Now.”
“Uh, well, I know him.” Mateo said.
Well, that was the truth. That was also probably the only reasonable explanation. Still, I felt like slugging him.
-last edited on Jul 10, 2018 20:01:19 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on Jul 10, 2018 19:59:22 GMT
“YOU KNOW HIM?” She screeched.
“Yeah, on the game.” He hurried to add.
“Okay, okay, what’s he like?” She breathed, leaning in so close to Mateo that if it had been me, I would’ve screamed.
“Um...sombreroy?” Mateo tried.
She gave him a threatening look.
“Okay, he’s a cool dude.” Mateo hurried to elaborate. “He shared those RPGs after all.”
“With you!” She said, reiterating an earlier point.
“Yes.” Mateo agreed warily.
“I need to meet him.” She said. “I must. You will arrange this.”
Mateo shot me a look that read “help please.” I sighed. Distraction tactics time. “Who’s this you’re talking about?”
“TheGreatCon.” She blew out an exasperated breath, and gathered in another to launch a fusillade at Mateo.
“Who?” I screwed up my eyebrows.
“Only the most famous, illustrious, amazing, totally incredible gamer ever!” She said, an odd look crossing her face that looked halfway between a swoon and hero-worship. “Sounds like a stuck-up jerk.” I said, and turned away.
She promptly hit me in the back of the head, and I toppled off the crate. I landed on the ground in a heap, my leg twisting a bit beneath me. I drew in a ragged breath. Lesson learned, never insult her current crush.
“Are you alright?” She glanced down at me, realizing that this was her handiwork.
“Yeah, peachy.” I said through gritted teeth, picking myself back up.
“You need to get over that bum leg already.” She thrust her hair back, and went back to ignoring me.
Now, if she hadn’t been a girl, I probably would’ve challenged her to a gaming duel, loser goes to school in his boxers next day, but that wouldn’t work out well for obvious reasons.
Instead, I meekly sat myself back upon my perch, and sulked as only I know how.
Of course! And by the way, I think I had a 2 in Lost in a Jurassic Dream. =P
I reread the whole story (and most my others) before I made this. Unfortunately, you only got a single mention at the end of the story, alongside z-whales.
“Okay, okay, what’s he like?” She breathed, leaning in so close to Mateo that if it had been me, I would’ve screamed.
“Um...sombreroy?” Mateo tried.
She gave him a threatening look.
“Okay, he’s a cool dude.” Mateo hurried to elaborate. “He shared those RPGs after all.”
“With you!” She said, reiterating an earlier point.
“Yes.” Mateo agreed warily.
“I need to meet him.” She said. “I must. You will arrange this.”
Mateo shot me a look that read “help please.” I sighed. Distraction tactics time. “Who’s this you’re talking about?”
“TheGreatCon.” She blew out an exasperated breath, and gathered in another to launch a fusillade at Mateo.
“Who?” I screwed up my eyebrows.
“Only the most famous, illustrious, amazing, totally incredible gamer ever!” She said, an odd look crossing her face that looked halfway between a swoon and hero-worship. “Sounds like a stuck-up jerk.” I said, and turned away.
She promptly hit me in the back of the head, and I toppled off the crate. I landed on the ground in a heap, my leg twisting a bit beneath me. I drew in a ragged breath. Lesson learned, never insult her current crush.
“Are you alright?” She glanced down at me, realizing that this was her handiwork.
“Yeah, peachy.” I said through gritted teeth, picking myself back up.
“You need to get over that bum leg already.” She thrust her hair back, and went back to ignoring me.
Now, if she hadn’t been a girl, I probably would’ve challenged her to a gaming duel, loser goes to school in his boxers next day, but that wouldn’t work out well for obvious reasons.
Instead, I meekly sat myself back upon my perch, and sulked as only I know how.
“Okay, okay, what’s he like?” She breathed, leaning in so close to Mateo that if it had been me, I would’ve screamed.
“Um...sombreroy?” Mateo tried.
She gave him a threatening look.
“Okay, he’s a cool dude.” Mateo hurried to elaborate. “He shared those RPGs after all.”
“With you!” She said, reiterating an earlier point.
“Yes.” Mateo agreed warily.
“I need to meet him.” She said. “I must. You will arrange this.”
Mateo shot me a look that read “help please.” I sighed. Distraction tactics time. “Who’s this you’re talking about?”
“TheGreatCon.” She blew out an exasperated breath, and gathered in another to launch a fusillade at Mateo.
“Who?” I screwed up my eyebrows.
“Only the most famous, illustrious, amazing, totally incredible gamer ever!” She said, an odd look crossing her face that looked halfway between a swoon and hero-worship. “Sounds like a stuck-up jerk.” I said, and turned away.
She promptly hit me in the back of the head, and I toppled off the crate. I landed on the ground in a heap, my leg twisting a bit beneath me. I drew in a ragged breath. Lesson learned, never insult her current crush.
“Are you alright?” She glanced down at me, realizing that this was her handiwork.
“Yeah, peachy.” I said through gritted teeth, picking myself back up.
“You need to get over that bum leg already.” She thrust her hair back, and went back to ignoring me.
Now, if she hadn’t been a girl, I probably would’ve challenged her to a gaming duel, loser goes to school in his boxers next day, but that wouldn’t work out well for obvious reasons.
Instead, I meekly sat myself back upon my perch, and sulked as only I know how.
