(I should get around to watching them. ) (Ahh I see, well you seem to have your life put together well enough. )
(I think the sequel show Cobra Kai is available on YT for free ) (I saw this shirt at Knott's Berry Farm when I was younger...it said "cleverly disguised as a responsible adult"
Oooo I do love free stuff XD I had never heard of Knott's Berry Farm before, looks like a cool place tho! And that is a great shirt lol!
(I think the sequel show Cobra Kai is available on YT for free ) (I saw this shirt at Knott's Berry Farm when I was younger...it said "cleverly disguised as a responsible adult"
Oooo I do love free stuff XD I had never heard of Knott's Berry Farm before, looks like a cool place tho! And that is a great shirt lol!
I'll have to take you there one day You think I should get it?
“All right,” Phantom said, joining me, “What do you know?” “Well,” I said, trying to wrack in all the stuff I’d learned about the site, “It was Broken by a virus that took things like color and themes and mods.” “Do you know who released that virus,” She asked, then voiced the very thing I had wandered for awhile, “These things don’t just happen.” “I don’t know,” I admitted, getting frustrated. “Ok,” She said, “I have some suspects, but I’ll share those after we find some evidence.” “If we’re going to find clues we’re going to have to go back to the site,” I said, “Right?” She nodded then said, “Well, shall we take the bus?” “Yup,” I responded. And so we headed back to where I started. I got the feeling this would be a long journey. A long story. A long life. Here’s another part of a Hero; endurance. You need physical and moral endurance to make it.
In the next episodes there will be more excitement and quick paced stuff! I will also use characters and suggestions! Hype! Hype! Hype! Part Six comin’ soon!
Part six: Euphirus
We finally make it to the site. We walk into the site through the broken gates labeled ‘Eternal City’. Doesn’t look eternal to me, but I don’t say anything. “First off,” Phantom says, “Let’s get something to eat, shall we?” “Do you know a place,” I ask. “Yes, I do,” She responds with a twinkle in her eye, “The Hot-in-tot, best tacos in town!” And so we find an old taco shop, barely still running in the city. Looks like not everybody jumped ship. There are still about three people in the city. I can’t help but wonder if Sombrero Man is still around. We order chorizo tacos with orange flavored soda pops. As we down the tacos someone approaches the table. A lady, with brown hair and eyes is the one coming. I notice a weird-looking sword in a scabbard on her back. Phantom's eyes light up at seeing her and she springs up to greet her, nearly knocking over the closed soda cans. “HannahDash,” She exclaims, “What are you doing here?!” She gives us a smile and says, “I was told someone might need assistance in reviving this site.” Phantom turns to me and says, “You must be looking for him, then.” HannahDash turns as well, “I’m here to offer my help. I have some things I can contribute.” “Um, sure, ok,” I respond, picking up my soda can, “If Phantom trusts you, I’m cool.” She nods, then turns back to Phantom and they start talking about whatever girls talk about. I get lost in my thoughts and am just thinking about Sombrero Bro, when a cold, sticky blast hits me in the face. I choke on it and realized that the sodas must have been shook, when almost knocked over. The noise ceases and I look over at the girls to see they're staring with concerned expressions. After a second, I start laughing, then they join in. We sit there laughing and laughing until we can’t breath then, we gasp in our breaths and get the last of our chuckles out. I start reaching for the pop can, but my hand never gets there. Suddenly, there is a shattering sound, and glass erupts around us. I find I'm laying on the floor, and what just happened registered. The glass window at the front shattered, I fell out of my chair and the cashier screamed something like ‘Euphirus”, and ran off. I slowly get up and look for the girls. Thankfully, they are nearby, and are sitting up as well. I notice HannahDash remove her sword and hold it at the ready. I need to know, the curiosity is killing me, so, I do the stupid thing and walk to look at what broke the window. At first I don’t see anything. Then, I look up and see its towering body. Oh. The Virus. Not euphirus.
A sixth part of a hero is this; trust. We all need to trust and be trusted. But it’s still okay to let people earn your trust, especially if you decide to trust an untrustworthy person.
What happens next? What’s the virus going to do? What happens to the taco shop?! All answers lie in future releases! Read On!
Also Happy New Years all! This is my last entry for the year, so I'll see you next year ~ AKoalA
Part Seven: The Center
I stared up at the towering black body. It seemed to be mist and slime at the same time. I could see unstable parts of code shifting inside it at different times. As I stared up at the monster I remembered that day in JA. That day I lost my only and best friend. During the game play I had seen something. A smaller version of this monster, I realized. What could this all mean? Suddenly it shifted, pulling me out of my thoughts. It seemed to be looking right at me, although I couldn’t see its eyes, if it had any. It turned its body a certain way and used its snakelike tail to smash against the building again. Something in me changed as I saw that misty, slimy, virus winging itself forwards and wrecking the whole place. “Get back,” I yelled to the girls, jumping on top of them to protect them. This worm had activated survival mode in all of us. That was a big mistake. After it had hurled itself against the building I got off the girls asking, “Are you guys alright?” In answer, Phantom nodded, but HannahDash did something completely different. Next thing I knew bits of virus code where flying everywhere as explosions ripped at the worm’s body. I grabbed Phantom knowing Hannah could hold the creature off. “Get out of the building,” I yelled to her, “Take any costumers and staff you can find! I don’t think all of them got out! Get them away and get them medical attention!” “OK,” She responded, looking at me nervously, “What are you going to do?” Great question. “I’m going to help Hannah,” I called as I turned to the battle again. Hannah was doing her best, but this thing was insane. Suddenly, I had an idea. I grabbed my pack and fished around in it until I found what I was looking for; my hunting knife. I watched, waiting for an opening. It came and I sunk my knife into the worm’s side, causing it to roar in pain. It retreated towards a sewer drain, apparently figuring these people were insane, somehow fitted through it and finally disappeared into the city’s underbelly, with me still holding on to the knife stuck in it. The virus was making its way through the sewers at impossible speed, but it felt like forever, since the scenery never changed. The smell made me want to stop breathing altogether. My hands stung, my knuckles white from the strain of holding on to this ever-shifting slitherer. My shirt clung to my back and I tried to swallow the tangy taste of fear in the back of my throat. My arms burned. I just wanted to let go… but then suddenly, we were there. It emerged from the sewers, nearly scrapping me off. I felt my shoulder scream in pain after getting cut against the edge of the opening. I gasped for clean air and looked up. A giant tower stood above me. A label over the entrance read,
I seem to have somehow missed this story for a time, but I'm all caught up now. Going great so far, I look forward to seeing how this continues!
And I realize I also missed the importance of you saying you couldn't see what my avvie looks like. Hannah the character has long black hair in a ponytail and orange eyes... but me IRL matches how she appears in the story so that works. XD (granted, my avvie doesn't have eye color because minifig )
I seem to have somehow missed this story for a time, but I'm all caught up now. Going great so far, I look forward to seeing how this continues!
And I realize I also missed the importance of you saying you couldn't see what my avvie looks like. Hannah the character has long black hair in a ponytail and orange eyes... but me IRL matches how she appears in the story so that works. XD (granted, my avvie doesn't have eye color because minifig )
Oh lol XD Ty, and I have a part two, ready to go when I can get it out >:3 Oh oops :E XD Yes XD I just kinda fudged it so, XD (Yeah XP) Well, welcome, welcome hope you will enjoy how this goes <3
We finally make it to the site. We walk into the site through the broken gates labeled ‘Eternal City’. Doesn’t look eternal to me, but I don’t say anything. “First off,” Phantom says, “Let’s get something to eat, shall we?” “Do you know a place,” I ask. “Yes, I do,” She responds with a twinkle in her eye, “The Hot-in-tot, best tacos in town!” And so we find an old taco shop, barely still running in the city. Looks like not everybody jumped ship. There are still about three people in the city. I can’t help but wonder if Sombrero Man is still around. We order chorizo tacos with orange flavored soda pops. As we down the tacos someone approaches the table. A lady, with brown hair and eyes is the one coming. I notice a weird-looking sword in a scabbard on her back. Phantom's eyes light up at seeing her and she springs up to greet her, nearly knocking over the closed soda cans. “HannahDash,” She exclaims, “What are you doing here?!” She gives us a smile and says, “I was told someone might need assistance in reviving this site.” Phantom turns to me and says, “You must be looking for him, then.” HannahDash turns as well, “I’m here to offer my help. I have some things I can contribute.” “Um, sure, ok,” I respond, picking up my soda can, “If Phantom trusts you, I’m cool.” She nods, then turns back to Phantom and they start talking about whatever girls talk about. I get lost in my thoughts and am just thinking about Sombrero Bro, when a cold, sticky blast hits me in the face. I choke on it and realized that the sodas must have been shook, when almost knocked over. The noise ceases and I look over at the girls to see they're staring with concerned expressions. After a second, I start laughing, then they join in. We sit there laughing and laughing until we can’t breath then, we gasp in our breaths and get the last of our chuckles out. I start reaching for the pop can, but my hand never gets there. Suddenly, there is a shattering sound, and glass erupts around us. I find I'm laying on the floor, and what just happened registered. The glass window at the front shattered, I fell out of my chair and the cashier screamed something like ‘Euphirus”, and ran off. I slowly get up and look for the girls. Thankfully, they are nearby, and are sitting up as well. I notice HannahDash remove her sword and hold it at the ready. I need to know, the curiosity is killing me, so, I do the stupid thing and walk to look at what broke the window. At first I don’t see anything. Then, I look up and see its towering body. Oh. The Virus. Not euphirus.
A sixth part of a hero is this; trust. We all need to trust and be trusted. But it’s still okay to let people earn your trust, especially if you decide to trust an untrustworthy person.
What happens next? What’s the virus going to do? What happens to the taco shop?! All answers lie in future releases! Read On!
Also Happy New Years all! This is my last entry for the year, so I'll see you next year ~ AKoalA
Part Seven: The Center
I stared up at the towering black body. It seemed to be mist and slime at the same time. I could see unstable parts of code shifting inside it at different times. As I stared up at the monster I remembered that day in JA. That day I lost my only and best friend. During the game play I had seen something. A smaller version of this monster, I realized. What could this all mean? Suddenly it shifted, pulling me out of my thoughts. It seemed to be looking right at me, although I couldn’t see its eyes, if it had any. It turned its body a certain way and used its snakelike tail to smash against the building again. Something in me changed as I saw that misty, slimy, virus winging itself forwards and wrecking the whole place. “Get back,” I yelled to the girls, jumping on top of them to protect them. This worm had activated survival mode in all of us. That was a big mistake. After it had hurled itself against the building I got off the girls asking, “Are you guys alright?” In answer, Phantom nodded, but HannahDash did something completely different. Next thing I knew bits of virus code where flying everywhere as explosions ripped at the worm’s body. I grabbed Phantom knowing Hannah could hold the creature off. “Get out of the building,” I yelled to her, “Take any costumers and staff you can find! I don’t think all of them got out! Get them away and get them medical attention!” “OK,” She responded, looking at me nervously, “What are you going to do?” Great question. “I’m going to help Hannah,” I called as I turned to the battle again. Hannah was doing her best, but this thing was insane. Suddenly, I had an idea. I grabbed my pack and fished around in it until I found what I was looking for; my hunting knife. I watched, waiting for an opening. It came and I sunk my knife into the worm’s side, causing it to roar in pain. It retreated towards a sewer drain, apparently figuring these people were insane, somehow fitted through it and finally disappeared into the city’s underbelly, with me still holding on to the knife stuck in it. The virus was making its way through the sewers at impossible speed, but it felt like forever, since the scenery never changed. The smell made me want to stop breathing altogether. My hands stung, my knuckles white from the strain of holding on to this ever-shifting slitherer. My shirt clung to my back and I tried to swallow the tangy taste of fear in the back of my throat. My arms burned. I just wanted to let go… but then suddenly, we were there. It emerged from the sewers, nearly scrapping me off. I felt my shoulder scream in pain after getting cut against the edge of the opening. I gasped for clean air and looked up. A giant tower stood above me. A label over the entrance read,
‘ModTower,
Where Everything Begins and Ends.’
The words glowed whiteish blue. But the rest of the building was black, taken over by this virus, which had corrupted the noble halls. Something in me changed. Reality. Reality changed all of a sudden. I realized how serious this really was. And I would fight to take this place back. But just then someone stepped out of the building, and fear took the place of anger. Cheatcodes, whom Phantom had educated me of on the bus ride to the city, stood before me. And he had his own, personal, guard of viruses to do his bidding. I suddenly had trouble swallowing.
“Hannah! Are you okay?” Phantom’s voice filled the wrecked street. “Yeah,” Hannah muttered, the word more of a groan. “Wait, where’s Sprocket,” Phantom asked, looking around. “I think he was with the worm,” Hannah replied, accepting Phantom’s hand and standing up. “What do you think we should do now,” Hannah asked, looking around. “Probably try to find him,” Phantom replied with a sigh. “Great, but how,” Hannah asked the obvious question. “Maybe… I don’t know. Follow the screaming,” Phantom suggested, trying to kid. Hannah chuckled. “Worth a shot. Let’s go get our bags,” She said, striding into the broken restaurant. They quickly recovered all three bags. “Hey, is it just me, or is his bag kind of glowing,” Hannah asked, peering hard at the bag. “I think you’re right,” Phantom said, sounding surprised. They quickly flipped it open to find a simple web-site address on the Net-Pad. They sucked in their breathes and looked at each other. “Ardentfour?” They asked at the same time.
Sorry for the long wait, ya’ll. I’ve been pretty busy lately (Shoves Fortnite under the table). I hope you all liked this chapter and hold on for more, hopefully quicker-released, chapters!
I stared up at the towering black body. It seemed to be mist and slime at the same time. I could see unstable parts of code shifting inside it at different times. As I stared up at the monster I remembered that day in JA. That day I lost my only and best friend. During the game play I had seen something. A smaller version of this monster, I realized. What could this all mean? Suddenly it shifted, pulling me out of my thoughts. It seemed to be looking right at me, although I couldn’t see its eyes, if it had any. It turned its body a certain way and used its snakelike tail to smash against the building again. Something in me changed as I saw that misty, slimy, virus winging itself forwards and wrecking the whole place. “Get back,” I yelled to the girls, jumping on top of them to protect them. This worm had activated survival mode in all of us. That was a big mistake. After it had hurled itself against the building I got off the girls asking, “Are you guys alright?” In answer, Phantom nodded, but HannahDash did something completely different. Next thing I knew bits of virus code where flying everywhere as explosions ripped at the worm’s body. I grabbed Phantom knowing Hannah could hold the creature off. “Get out of the building,” I yelled to her, “Take any costumers and staff you can find! I don’t think all of them got out! Get them away and get them medical attention!” “OK,” She responded, looking at me nervously, “What are you going to do?” Great question. “I’m going to help Hannah,” I called as I turned to the battle again. Hannah was doing her best, but this thing was insane. Suddenly, I had an idea. I grabbed my pack and fished around in it until I found what I was looking for; my hunting knife. I watched, waiting for an opening. It came and I sunk my knife into the worm’s side, causing it to roar in pain. It retreated towards a sewer drain, apparently figuring these people were insane, somehow fitted through it and finally disappeared into the city’s underbelly, with me still holding on to the knife stuck in it. The virus was making its way through the sewers at impossible speed, but it felt like forever, since the scenery never changed. The smell made me want to stop breathing altogether. My hands stung, my knuckles white from the strain of holding on to this ever-shifting slitherer. My shirt clung to my back and I tried to swallow the tangy taste of fear in the back of my throat. My arms burned. I just wanted to let go… but then suddenly, we were there. It emerged from the sewers, nearly scrapping me off. I felt my shoulder scream in pain after getting cut against the edge of the opening. I gasped for clean air and looked up. A giant tower stood above me. A label over the entrance read,
‘ModTower,
Where Everything Begins and Ends.’
The words glowed whiteish blue. But the rest of the building was black, taken over by this virus, which had corrupted the noble halls. Something in me changed. Reality. Reality changed all of a sudden. I realized how serious this really was. And I would fight to take this place back. But just then someone stepped out of the building, and fear took the place of anger. Cheatcodes, whom Phantom had educated me of on the bus ride to the city, stood before me. And he had his own, personal, guard of viruses to do his bidding. I suddenly had trouble swallowing.
“Hannah! Are you okay?” Phantom’s voice filled the wrecked street. “Yeah,” Hannah muttered, the word more of a groan. “Wait, where’s Sprocket,” Phantom asked, looking around. “I think he was with the worm,” Hannah replied, accepting Phantom’s hand and standing up. “What do you think we should do now,” Hannah asked, looking around. “Probably try to find him,” Phantom replied with a sigh. “Great, but how,” Hannah asked the obvious question. “Maybe… I don’t know. Follow the screaming,” Phantom suggested, trying to kid. Hannah chuckled. “Worth a shot. Let’s go get our bags,” She said, striding into the broken restaurant. They quickly recovered all three bags. “Hey, is it just me, or is his bag kind of glowing,” Hannah asked, peering hard at the bag. “I think you’re right,” Phantom said, sounding surprised. They quickly flipped it open to find a simple web-site address on the Net-Pad. They sucked in their breathes and looked at each other. “Ardentfour?” They asked at the same time.
Sorry for the long wait, ya’ll. I’ve been pretty busy lately (Shoves Fortnite under the table). I hope you all liked this chapter and hold on for more, hopefully quicker-released, chapters!
Also, happy late B-Day cheatcodes. ~AkoalA
Part Eight: O What a Tangled World Wide Web
He stared at me. I returned the favor. I barely registered that my hand slipped from the knife, and the next thing I knew I was slipping down the side of the virus, falling to the ground. He seemed surprised that I was here, but quickly recovered. He turned to his viruses, murmuring to them in binary. As soon as he was gone, disappeared into the once noble building, they turned to me, their destroy code surfacing replacing their dormant code that had been their directive not even one minute ago.
“Come on! Let’s go!” Hannah was jogging ahead. They ran to the search bar buses, clutching the address, aka the Redemption of the LMBE’s. “Are you sure this is what we should do? What if we should get Sprocket?” Phantom hopped onto the bus as she asked the question, concern crowding her face. “I think this is the best way. Ardent can re-code the MB’s, right? So, that’s what we need,” Hannah reasoned as she joined Phantom at same moment that the bus started its journey. Phantom nodded, knowing this was true, but not wanting to leave him to fend for himself.
Why did I have to drop my knife?! I dogged backwards, barely missing getting clean swallowed by the Virus. Fear and adrenaline threatened to drown me as I saw my opening and ran for it. They were hot on my trail, snapping and spitting their damaging code. I twisted around a corner, wanting to get away, but they were everywhere! Panic swelled, threatening to choke me out. I fought the emotion down, grabbing a sharp piece of random metal, turning and throwing it hard at the biggest worm and getting about the effect of a mosquito on a fat, large newt. Scenes suddenly flashed in the back of my mind, my friend as he faded, flickering and crying, trying to tell me something. The fear of the scene powered me on, yet also threatened to stop me in my tracks. I found myself trapped in a dead-ending alley. Suddenly, I can’t run. I can’t hide. I have to turn, I have to fight, or I’ll die. New rage thundered in me, created by fear and mixing with the will to survive as I grabbed the first random piece of sharp wreckage I could find, turning on my heel, yelling, “Come at me! I’m not scared! Not of you!” The words somehow reassured me, even though they weren't true. Anger, desperation and fear combined into a deadly energy, and I fought with all I had, slicing here, hacking there with some simple piece of wreckage that had become my only defense from the deadly worms around me. I wouldn’t die. Not today. Sorry, boys.
The End is near, but is it for the heroes? The villains? The heroes have heart, but a virus? How can you fight that? Someday soon, I’ll tell you…
One of the parts of a hero is selflessness, being able to think of someone else even when you feel like you can’t. I’ve noticed selflessness and passion go hand in hand sometimes. Imagine being able to love someone you’ve never even met. It would be hard for, sure. But if you could do it, that, truly, would amaze.
The year is 3347. The cyber net has become a world of its own. For years the line between reality and fiction has smudged. You can live in either world you choose and live life through in that world. Sprocket007 chose the cyber world for his home, and one day he found an old broken sight called The Lego Message Boards Eternal. This is where we begin.
“Whoa,” Said Sprocket007 to himself, “This place is so totaled!” “You’re right,” A voice croaked from the darkness, “It was totaled long ago by a virus. The virus had taken color. It had taken themes. It had taken Mods. But what finally took it apart for good was the destruction of the emoji. A wise person once said the Tungey Smiley was the base of the LMBS. They were right. It was our punctuation, our blood life and our last bit of hope with the LMBS. Our hope and activity died with theemoji.” “But there has to be hope,” Said Sprocket007, “Somewhere.” “There is hope,” The man responded, “I have found the cyber address for Ardent Four." “Who,” Asked Sprocket. “The emoji maker of the LMBS,” Said the man sending the address to him, “On your journey you will find Mods who escaped the virus. Take them with you. They will help you. Find them. Bring them back. Save the LMBS. Bring back the Users” “I…I can try,” responded Sprocket in wonder. “No,” Responded the man tipping back his sombrero, “You will. I know you will. Good luck.” And with that the man disappeared.
Sprocket007 headed to one of his homes and started gathering things he would need for his journey. “Wait wait wait,” he thought to himself, “I’m going to try to save some junky sight because a dude in a sombrero said I should?” Ever since he lost his best friend in JA-17 (Just Action #17 this is a fictional game and any resemblance to any game, running or retired is completely coincidental) server that had a virus in it he had been entirely less confident and adventuress. It’s been said a lot of people died in hey-wire games that year. He sometimes wondered if it was a “coincidence” like the creators of those games said it was. He would probably always be suspicious of those “accidents.” But deep inside he knew this was the right thing to do. Anyway he had nothing else to do except world build. And this sounded interesting. So he kept packing and listened to that small voice instead of all the shouting ones. An hour later he set out on his journey through sights and forums he'd never heard of. As he walked down the street he grew more and more bored and thought seriously about going home. “This whole thing is weird,” he thought to himself, “I should just turn around and go home right now!” But he never did. This is one part of a hero; pushing through, no matter how scared or tired or bored you get. He walked on and after awhile the faces and sights and the smells got more and more unfamiliar. He slept in hotels and walked and rode “mother board” buses (Which are a lot different than ours) for days until one day something peculiar happened.
What happens next? find out in Part Three which is coming soon!
Part three; A helping hand
A man walked up to Sprocket007 and said, “Hey, kid, are you Sprocket007?” " Um, yeah…” he replied wearily. “I’m benboy755,” He said offering a smile, “Con told me about you.” “Who,” Sprocket asked, confused. “Um, never mind,” He said as he scanned the crowd around them, “So, where are you trying to get?” “Here,” He said showing him the address. “You still got a long way to go,” He said, glancing at the address. Sprocket slumped over, every bit of his few days travel draining the energy out of him. He then noticed they were edging towards a café. “Uh, where are we going,” Sprocket asked, getting nervous. “A café,” Replied benboy, watching someone in the crowd. “I know that much,” He said, irritated. He then got pulled inside the café and taken to the back by benboy. “Look,” He said to Sprocket, “You’re in a lot of danger.” Danger? He thought to himself. “Take this Backpack. You need to find someone I know. Her online name is Phantom. You should be able to find her in a JA game.” His stomach lurched at the mention of that game. “And most importantly, do not tell anybody but her you are on this journey. Don’t stop to talk to people and if they ask you what you’re doing you can truthfully say that you’re going to a JA game. Tell her I sent you. Got all that?” “I think so,” He replied. “Repeat the important stuff,” He said, then waited for him to do so. “Okay, One find Phantom in a,” He hesitated, “a JA game. Two don’t tell anybody about my journey and three if I have to talk to someone I can tell them truthfully that I’m going to a JA game. I also should tell her you sent me.” He smiled proudly at completing the list. “Good job,” Rewarded benboy, ignoring the hesitation, “Now, go down this alley and it will bring you out a good bit away from here. It should then be about a two days walk or a one day bus ride to get to the JA platform. Good luck.” And so with him watching Sprocket set out on the second part of his journey. On to the thing he was most scared of. And that fear didn’t disappear now. A second part of a Hero is this; being brave even when you’re scared. How can someone be brave without being scared?
Part Four (Already?!) coming soon!
~AKoalA
The person in the sombrero was me! One can never be sure with how popular the headware has become.
The year is 3347. The cyber net has become a world of its own. For years the line between reality and fiction has smudged. You can live in either world you choose and live life through in that world. Sprocket007 chose the cyber world for his home, and one day he found an old broken sight called The Lego Message Boards Eternal. This is where we begin.
“Whoa,” Said Sprocket007 to himself, “This place is so totaled!” “You’re right,” A voice croaked from the darkness, “It was totaled long ago by a virus. The virus had taken color. It had taken themes. It had taken Mods. But what finally took it apart for good was the destruction of the emoji. A wise person once said the Tungey Smiley was the base of the LMBS. They were right. It was our punctuation, our blood life and our last bit of hope with the LMBS. Our hope and activity died with theemoji.” “But there has to be hope,” Said Sprocket007, “Somewhere.” “There is hope,” The man responded, “I have found the cyber address for Ardent Four." “Who,” Asked Sprocket. “The emoji maker of the LMBS,” Said the man sending the address to him, “On your journey you will find Mods who escaped the virus. Take them with you. They will help you. Find them. Bring them back. Save the LMBS. Bring back the Users” “I…I can try,” responded Sprocket in wonder. “No,” Responded the man tipping back his sombrero, “You will. I know you will. Good luck.” And with that the man disappeared.
A man walked up to Sprocket007 and said, “Hey, kid, are you Sprocket007?” " Um, yeah…” he replied wearily. “I’m benboy755,” He said offering a smile, “Con told me about you.” “Who,” Sprocket asked, confused. “Um, never mind,” He said as he scanned the crowd around them, “So, where are you trying to get?” “Here,” He said showing him the address. “You still got a long way to go,” He said, glancing at the address. Sprocket slumped over, every bit of his few days travel draining the energy out of him. He then noticed they were edging towards a café. “Uh, where are we going,” Sprocket asked, getting nervous. “A café,” Replied benboy, watching someone in the crowd. “I know that much,” He said, irritated. He then got pulled inside the café and taken to the back by benboy. “Look,” He said to Sprocket, “You’re in a lot of danger.” Danger? He thought to himself. “Take this Backpack. You need to find someone I know. Her online name is Phantom. You should be able to find her in a JA game.” His stomach lurched at the mention of that game. “And most importantly, do not tell anybody but her you are on this journey. Don’t stop to talk to people and if they ask you what you’re doing you can truthfully say that you’re going to a JA game. Tell her I sent you. Got all that?” “I think so,” He replied. “Repeat the important stuff,” He said, then waited for him to do so. “Okay, One find Phantom in a,” He hesitated, “a JA game. Two don’t tell anybody about my journey and three if I have to talk to someone I can tell them truthfully that I’m going to a JA game. I also should tell her you sent me.” He smiled proudly at completing the list. “Good job,” Rewarded benboy, ignoring the hesitation, “Now, go down this alley and it will bring you out a good bit away from here. It should then be about a two days walk or a one day bus ride to get to the JA platform. Good luck.” And so with him watching Sprocket set out on the second part of his journey. On to the thing he was most scared of. And that fear didn’t disappear now. A second part of a Hero is this; being brave even when you’re scared. How can someone be brave without being scared?
Part Four (Already?!) coming soon!
~AKoalA
The person in the sombrero was me! One can never be sure with how popular the headware has become.
Clever boy Lol xD When I wrote that I never dreamed you would read it; I hope you approve I really need to release the next part
) (Ahh I see, well you seem to have your life put together well enough. 
) (I saw this shirt at Knott's Berry Farm when I was younger...it said "cleverly disguised as a responsible adult" 
I had never heard of Knott's Berry Farm before, looks like a cool place tho! And that is a great shirt lol! 
![[derp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/YqNTPqyQUocVMYXZgUAI.png)
Going great so far, I look forward to seeing how this continues! 
One can never be sure with how popular the headware has become. 
One can never be sure with how popular the headware has become. ![[fp]](http://storage.proboards.com/6672327/images/npbLCuGzrLApxWtWqy0u.png)
I plan on further incorporation