THIS MERELY A PLAY
A STORY THAT MATTERS TO NOONE
IF YOU AGREE TO READ THIS YOU AGREE THAT THESE CHARACTERS ARE FICTITIOUS
THEIR FATES SHALL BE INCONSEQUENTIAL TO YOU
If you have read this then you have agreed
The Contract has been sealed.
This is a tale that must be told
A story that has been corrupted
Who shall end the distortion?
Only those with a divine spark shall be given the chance
Let us open the curtain to this play.
He wasn't sure how he got here, he looked around and wasn't sure why everything was so...blue.
The room was shaped like a theater, was he sitting in a seat, he didn't even remember how he got into the chair. The center stage had its blue curtains down but that didn't mean the show hadn't started.
He could hear a melody, a voice that carried a note just filled the room with feeling that he couldn't quite put a finger on.
The stage started to darken as spotlights went to the center stage.
A curtain rose unveiling a strange man with a long nose. He sat at is desk watching his only audience grinning with a wild eye staring down at his guest. A woman wearing a coat less suit like outfit with white gloves, it was clear that she wanted to match the color of the room with her blue vest and blue bowtie.
"Though this play is for you it isn't ready quite yet, for now enjoy this opening that I have prepared for you" She claimed as the strange man chuckled.
"Well, Well with all that aside I am Igor and I welcome you to the velvet room" He made a few hand motions to the area as if to dramatically play up how grand the velvet room actually was.
The only guest here seemed impressed.
"It seems you are our guest, I wonder do you have that divine spark to save your world from its calamity?"
The guest was surprised but he felt he already
"Don't worry about making a answer just yet, the moment will reveal itself to help you find that answer" The woman stated, it took him a minute to realize she was staring at him with a golden gleam in her eyes.
"This is my assistant Lanchester, and she maybe correct but still before you begin this journey I want you to have this" He extended his hand and a card floated above his palm.
The card fluttered towards the guest and it fell into his hand with perfect precision.
He held the card to his eyes studying the image. A man about to step off a cliff, a carefree grin on his face and a bag full of stuff over his shoulder, a small dog was all that was keeping him from falling off.
O: IDIOTEN
"Take great heed to the Wild Card, it will help you from the coming calamity"
Igor stared at him with great interest and waved his hand as the curtain started to close. The stage darkened until it was almost pitch black.
The guest tried to say something but a flying butterfly made him quiet, it caught his attention as it glowed blue. Though behind the curtain he could still hear Igor who had one last question.
"I wonder...what is your name?"
"Well that's easy I'm Steven" The sound of loud knocking hitting a door started to ring throughout the velvet room. He tried to stay focused on speaking but the noise got worse and worse until...
She wondered who would be knocking at this time of night, she opened the door to a strange kid maybe around Steven's age. His outfit was well something.
More like a mishmash that almost made no sense, a frockcoat, a puce hoodie, and a tshirt, dress pants and burgundy converse.
"Hello there, my name is Jim Rathe, I hear you got a real problem"
He grinned widely as he looked at Garnet.
"How many corrupt gems do you have?"
