-last edited on Apr 19, 2018 16:34:48 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on Apr 19, 2018 16:25:30 GMT
I jogged Mateo off a friend request, and jumped out of that game. I’d do extensive minifigure gathering later, for now it was all about discovery.
I portaled (yes, that is a verb), like crazy for the next hour, before I got a notification that “legosandmore13” had accepted my friends request.
I quickly shot him a location, and headed for it. He beat me.
Legosandmore13: That hat is ridiculous.
TheGreatCon: You’re still wearing the default.
Legosandmore13: And your point is…?
TheGreatCon: I don’t take fashion advice from somebody who wears overalls.
I ended up voice calling him on off-brand Skype (Skipe), because even chat was too slow…not to mention you couldn’t game while you typed.
We ended up running around Castle for a while, for which I changed into a troll. Mateo remained stubbornly dressed in blue and ball cap, why I could not decipher.
Eventually talk came around to the leaderboard, as was inevitable. Every game has its celebrities, but this time there was no learning curve on that. We all knew the leaders.
I pulled it up for the first time. “Skul on top still.”
“He probs always will be. Take a look at that lead.” Mateo whistled.
“Dunno, benboy has risen a lot lately.” I switched back out of my troll as we exited the Castle world and portaled (see, told you that was a word!) back to the hub.
“My vote’s on Diglett.”
I paused. “Just to sound stereotypical and cliché…wouldn’t it be great to see one of our gamer tags up there?”
“Fame’s overrated. The money ain’t.” Mateo’s character absent-mindedly scratched at his head, then waved like the obnoxious newbie it represented.
“Sometimes I think it’s the reverse.”
There was a lull in the CONversation.
“I’m at 945,875,124th. You?”
“Ha, newb. 867,912,356th.”
“That’s the lowest I’ve ever been.”
“And lowest you’ll ever be.”
“Bet you a five I make it to the top ten.”
“You’re on, pal.”
“Anyways, how do we get points?”
“I ain’t helping myself out of five dollars.” Mateo snorted.
-last edited on Apr 20, 2018 20:45:47 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on Apr 20, 2018 20:45:16 GMT
“C’mon.”
“Oh, alright. It’s based around XP mostly. You get the good dumps from beating other players in PVP, depending on their rank, but the biggest thing is the weekly quest. Early conquest, attempts before successful, all those sort of things factor in. There’s been crazy high scores recorded.”
“What’s this week’s?”
“Defending Leonardo Da Vinci’s workshop against the zombie apocalypse so he can finish the Mona Lisa.”
I cracked a grin. “I’m gonna love this game.”
“I hate it.”
I detected some venom in his tone, which spoke volumes to the gamer inside of me. “You’re stuck on that level, aren’t you?”
“Massively hard to beat. Drops you in with ten players, and you get absolutely mashed with zombies. You have no clue what players you’re working with, and they’re mostly junk.”
“They probs say the same thing about you. Wanna try it now?”
“Brick, why not?” Mateo sighed. “We’re gonna get creamed.”
Our avatars strolled down the street, before breaking into a run and hopping aboard a moving train. It was like something straight out of Divergent. I felt simultaneously really amazing, and like a hobo.
We hopped off at grand central, and got into the line queuing for the week’s game. It took a full tally of 25 seconds for us to get launched into a game, along with eight other players.
I took a quick glance at the usernames. Nobody I knew. Whelp, that ruled out the top ten. What? I could hope.
I glanced down at the thing in my arms. It was a piece of a chandelier.
“We’re fighting zombies with this?” I did a practice slam with it.
“Yeah. One guy gets a hand cannon, though.”
The thing promptly went off, tearing a hole in the wall.
NOw, if I CON just remember where I stopped... 
Lol, I'm usually on Pandora if it comes down to it.