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.
I don’t remember if I was in the other one or not... I don’t think I was.
“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.
The girl almost did. I caught a glimpse of their daughter as she flung herself into the room. “Looky there, it’s the hobo.”
August did the introductions. “Nate, this is December.”
I was sensing a trend here. I raised an eyebrow at her. “Like the month?”
“Oh, no, I was named after the planet.” She rolled her eyes. “Gosh, you’re an idiot.” She was wearing a purple t-shirt, tight blue jeans, and tennis shoes. Her scarf almost stole the show, it was an exotic, fluffy thing that was wound around her neck like an affectionate serpent, but in fact, it was her hair that sealed the deal. It was twisted into tight dreadlocks, some of them braided even. The whole mess reached down towards her waist, almost but not quite long enough to sit on. They were died a bright white towards the tips, and were a deep black coming out of her scalp. She definitely didn’t lack personality.
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.
I don’t remember if I was in the other one or not... I don’t think I was.
Bookmarked!
It was pretty much exclusively the JW gang and people off the first couple pages of the old Likes Leaderboard, so no, I don't think you made it.
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*buckles in* And this time I'll be here for the whole ride 
