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<p>In the hardest, and glitchiest game ever, KimZor, the "only sane person around," tries to stir things right. But it's aint easy; the game's fighting system is all messed up. A day has passed and not a single lvl 1 [Rabbit] has been slain. Not that it's to anyone's surprise either; the magic system's all glitched up as well.</p> <p>Besides what our only sane hero, and his potato enthusiasts companions are up to, some governmental interests are conflicting in the real world, not that anyone cares about it, but one of the potatoists' mums would probably have a whole lot so say about it.</p> <p>Bellow is a flashback, with her included. It would've been a nice prologue, but you've read this instead, so you could as well skip to chapter 1. Who cares about deeper story anyways. Don't read it! :)</p> <p>"Darling, remember when virtual gaming was a new thing? When people began living online rather than just staying there for a few games? When real life activities were almost as common as online ones? No, of course you don't. I know your grandpa doesn't like it, me talking about these things, but I think it's important that you at least imagine a life in reality. Not like it would've been today, but as it once was: a place where people played, laughed, explored, thrived… A world where space was plentiful, but energy not. A place where people enjoyed each others company, shared experiences, touched each other, all knowing that it happened for real, in its utmost sense… Sob… Where families…Sob"</p> <p>"Mum, why are you crying"</p> <p>Two thick hands covered the youngling's ears from behind.</p> <p>"Beth, are you forcing your realism ideologies to my kiddo again?"</p> <p>"Please, it's not an ideology, it's the truth. I think the times ready for us to..."</p> <p>"God, why do you haft to be so religious about reality? No one I know has ever lived there, and that's for the better. Tell me, has any of your fanatics' forums ever hatched a truly skilled pro?"</p> <p>"No, but that's not the point. I just want to…"</p> <p>"That's exactly the point! Stop messing with the kiddos potential, or I'll disown your noob of a husband, and do the raising myself."</p> <p>**************</p> <p>This is my first story, ever. At least if you don't count my one paper essay as a five year old.</p> <p>I have no idea what I'm doing. Well, I do, but that doesn't keep me from rewriting each chapter 7 times. The point: If you have any feedback, ideas, or grammar-nazi spasms, please hook me up on them :)</p>
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