First off, though this is sort of a sequel to BASICS, there's gonna be a lot of changes. I plan to break that story down and start completely over at some point. As such, almost nothing from that story is canon anymore. Just that Con rose up through the ranks, caused a major upset, and then the game broke.
Except this is before most of that happened. Basically, this story happens almost parallel to the events of the other.
I have said that users will be featured, and accepted requests. I plan to live up to that. This story is going to be a loooong project, though, and I don't plan on cramming everybody into the first chapter. So hang tight, I'll get you in. If you were featured in the last one, you likely won't make it in this one. There's already one exception, though, so somebody got lucky. I'm not aiming for accuracy either in physical appearances or actual personality in users. Please just be amused by my depiction of you.
Anyways, here we go.
WOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOO! *buckles in* And this time I'll be here for the whole ride hopefully
First off, though this is sort of a sequel to BASICS, there's gonna be a lot of changes. I plan to break that story down and start completely over at some point. As such, almost nothing from that story is canon anymore. Just that Con rose up through the ranks, caused a major upset, and then the game broke.
Except this is before most of that happened. Basically, this story happens almost parallel to the events of the other.
I have said that users will be featured, and accepted requests. I plan to live up to that. This story is going to be a loooong project, though, and I don't plan on cramming everybody into the first chapter. So hang tight, I'll get you in. If you were featured in the last one, you likely won't make it in this one. There's already one exception, though, so somebody got lucky. I'm not aiming for accuracy either in physical appearances or actual personality in users. Please just be amused by my depiction of you.
Anyways, here we go.
WOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOO! *buckles in* And this time I'll be here for the whole ride hopefully
“I feel my self-esteem plummeting. It’ll be oozing out of my shoes anytime now.” I shot back good-naturedly.
“Ew, I think it’s coming out your nose.” She said. “Need a Kleenex?”
“December!” Her mother-who-could-have-been-her-sister rebuked, before turning back to me with slightly pained smile. “You’re very welcome here Nathan.”
“That’s neat. How long is that welcome good for?”
“Life.” She said, airily.
“I only need it till eighteen.” I said, which was less than a year away. “And need is putting it strongly.”
She glanced at my caretaker, who gave a kind of nervous smile paired with an apologetic shrug.
“I’m just grumpy from the hover car ride.” I explained. “She wouldn’t let me drive.”
“Drive?” August repeated after me.
“Where I come from,” I got in a quick staring contest with a fish. One eyelid of mine blinked, the other remained fixed. “We drive our cars. It’s the best part. My parents died in a wreck.”
She obviously didn’t know how to take this.
“Anyways, do I get the floor?” I glanced at the carpet, which I swear was long enough to braid.
“No, of course not!” She said hurriedly. “December, can you show him his room?”
“Of course. It’s out back, right?” She grinned coyly at her mother.
“No.” August glared at her.
She smiled sweetly at her. “C’mon moron.” She pattered lightly off.
“Lead the way, Indiana Jones.” I said, falling in step behind her. She reached a cabinet, and flipped a switch on the exterior. A set of stairs materialized in front of me. I blinked, both eyelids this time, for effect.
“Efficient.” I said.
“That basically sums up the house.” She replied, and swung up the steps, leaving me trudging up behind her, trying not to lose any luggage.
“I feel my self-esteem plummeting. It’ll be oozing out of my shoes anytime now.” I shot back good-naturedly.
“Ew, I think it’s coming out your nose.” She said. “Need a Kleenex?”
“December!” Her mother-who-could-have-been-her-sister rebuked, before turning back to me with slightly pained smile. “You’re very welcome here Nathan.”
“That’s neat. How long is that welcome good for?”
“Life.” She said, airily.
“I only need it till eighteen.” I said, which was less than a year away. “And need is putting it strongly.”
She glanced at my caretaker, who gave a kind of nervous smile paired with an apologetic shrug.
“I’m just grumpy from the hover car ride.” I explained. “She wouldn’t let me drive.”
“Drive?” August repeated after me.
“Where I come from,” I got in a quick staring contest with a fish. One eyelid of mine blinked, the other remained fixed. “We drive our cars. It’s the best part. My parents died in a wreck.”
She obviously didn’t know how to take this.
“Anyways, do I get the floor?” I glanced at the carpet, which I swear was long enough to braid.
“No, of course not!” She said hurriedly. “December, can you show him his room?”
“Of course. It’s out back, right?” She grinned coyly at her mother.
“No.” August glared at her.
She smiled sweetly at her. “C’mon moron.” She pattered lightly off.
“Lead the way, Indiana Jones.” I said, falling in step behind her. She reached a cabinet, and flipped a switch on the exterior. A set of stairs materialized in front of me. I blinked, both eyelids this time, for effect.
“Efficient.” I said.
“That basically sums up the house.” She replied, and swung up the steps, leaving me trudging up behind her, trying not to lose any luggage.
Fish. The staring contest one can never win. XD
And they always look like they're challenging you to one.
-last edited on Feb 1, 2019 3:12:40 GMT by TheGreatCon
Post by TheGreatCon on Feb 1, 2019 3:12:03 GMT
“We didn’t have shelves where I came from.” I crossed the room in two good strides and touched the shelves reverently.
“Whoah.” She said, suddenly switching to sympathetic sister mode.
“We also didn’t have running water, indoor plumbing, or bread yet. We were still working on perfecting the wheel, actually.”
She glared at me. “Don’t make up stuff. It’s not fair! I don’t anything about where you came from!”
“I’m sure they at least told you the name.” I said, shifting some of the laundry onto the floor.
“Yes. Canfrang.” She picked off a sock that was clinging to her jeans.
“Then I can presume you probably looked it up.” I grabbed the rest and shoved it in the closet.
“Of course.” She got up and followed me over to the closet.
“Then you probably have a head full of lies all competing with each other.” I turned back around to grab my shoes.
“I saw the news reports...about the...did you know anybody…?” She let the question kind of drift off.
"You're gonna have to be more specific." I grabbed the shoes suitcase and chucked it in the general direction of the closet. "We have news bulletins with fatality counts in the daily paper." I paused, then said, softer. “No, I didn’t lose anybody. I didn’t have anybody left to lose.”
She waited a few seconds, then said. “Well, I’ll let you finish up.” She headed for the stairs.
“Hey, thanks for the welcome.” I gave her a bit of an apologetic look.
“Anytime.” She said, though it didn’t make much sense. Her head disappeared as she trotted back down the stairs.
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*buckles in* And this time I'll be here for the whole ride 
We're just getting started. 
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