Scott Pilgrim: The Rider never ends
(Author's note: I have decided to fix every single fucking error these first chapters had with my friend ALEX RIDLEY.)
(OKAY IT WAS HIS IDEA.)
SO HERE YOU HAVE, THE FIRST PART OF THE ALEXANDER RIPLEY EDITS.
SPTRNEChap1: Intro. -GAME LOADED SUCESSFULLY.
LOADING...
A young man with short hair rushed though a set of stairs, his open jacket revealed a Smashing Pumpkings shirt underneath. At the top, there was a young woman with shoulder length blue hair , smiling she stood next to a door with a star on it. The door seemed to lead to some kind of dimmension, one that was as misterious as the couple.
"So... let's try it again." The woman offered a hand to her companion and stared at him before jumping to the door, dissapearing in the stange dimmension.
That was the supposed ending to a story, a story with one of those "unique" endings, one that makes you think.
But, unlike some stories, this one doesn't ends.
Specially when trouble is just coming and it isn't stopping.
Or did little Rammy and Scott though this was all over? Oh no no no, this is just starting,
and this ride isn't ending, at least not for now...
Scott Pilgrim...
The Ride NEVER ENDS.
2 years after the defeat of Gideon and the 7 exes
Ramona Flowers walked inside the Amazon warehouse where she worked. She passed thought the information desk, quickly noticing a middle-aged hispanic man sitting on the desk, he wore a scratched black suit jacket with a red tie and a set of jeans and sneakers. His hands and neck were covered in tattoos, his hair was tighly combed back and he had a three-day beard.
The man stared at Ramona, investigating her. Ramona ignored the man and walked up the stairs, getting to the managers office where her boss, James Clark greeted her.
"Hey Ramona, you got the usual deliveries, some of them close, some of them at fifteen Kilometers from here... andddd, Oh! The new guy is here, he's recommended from New York and... I think he might burn down the building if he-"
A loud scream followed by a even louder punch was heard downstairs before James could finish his sentence.
"WORK YOU STUPID PIECE OF CHEAP CRAP!"
"Calm...Him...Down..."
"Oh c'mon James! Why me?" said Ramona obviously disappointed.
"Because, A:You are a people person, and B: I already tried with EVERYONE and, let's be honest they just pissed him off even more." James explained awkwardly.
"Alright. You owe me one." Said Ramona, grabbing her packages and leaving the office.
Ramona walked down the staircase to see the clerk again, staring the computer, his right hand bleeding from the punch he gave to the computer, which was smoking at this point. Ramona walked up to him and took the keyboard, before the clerk could react, the computer was fine again and in a menu with the deliveries on screen.
The clerk stared surprised at her.
"Wow...I... thanks, I was about to go insane. Sorry for not saying "hi" before, names Robert. What's yours?"
NEW CHARACTER UNLOCKED!
Name: Robert Rodriguez.
AGE: 29
STATS:
-ONE HANDED: 49
-SMALL GUNS: 95
-SPEECH: 80
"Don't mention it, name's Ramona, why were so pissed anyways? James told me you were recommended or something."
"Yeah... You know what they say about drugs and booze making you go dumber? They was right. I used to work in an office believe it or not. That was like 5 years ago, but... you know shit happens."
"Hard to imagine that, anyways, I... kinda got to make a couple of deliveries, just try to don't destroy the building while I'm out okay?"
"Okay... Before you leave, can i ask you something?"
"Yeah?"
"You are the only kind blood I've seen so far in here, and i'm kinda homeless... think you can... tell me... where... I could...
stay?
to live you know...
and shit...
yeah."
"You have got to be kidding me."
"Please?"
Hours later.
"I owe you one." Robert and Ramona stood in front of an apartment building, deep downtown.
"Don't thank me yet, I'm leaving you with Kim, praise he lets you crash for today."
"Why aren't we going to your place?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, do you prefer a 5 star hotel?"
"You insisted on helping me!...Okay... maybe not, but.. you know, I don't want to piss anyone off while I'm here."
"My boyfriend and I got a date, so yeah, you are staying here until tomorrow. God, why am I doing this?
"Puppy eyes baby! Never failed me!" said Robert smiling.
"Just ring the bell before I change my mind."
Robert rang the bell, after a while, the door opened to reveal a blonde woman with an angry looking face.
"Oh great, Kim's friend, what do YOU want now?" The moment she spoke those words, Robert's innocence dropped, just like his patience.
"I swear to god Ramona, If it weren't for you, I would snap her neck where she stands."
"Excuse me?!"
Ramona put her hand in front of Robert's mouth before he could end the sentence and blocked the door with her feet.
while Sarah called Kim to come down.
"Oh hey Ramona, who's grumpy face?" said Kim Pine (Age: 26) walking down the stairs as Sara got up.
"Ah yeah, he's a friend of mines, and he needs a place to stay tonight, could you do me this favor? Scott's waiting back at home."
"Ramona, you know that anyone else would get the door right now, he can stay, but only tonight, Sara over there would go off the walls if anyone stays here for more than a night. And I don't think you made a good impression."
"Thanks Kim, well, see you tomorrow Robert, good luck."
Ramona left the house and Kim walked the staircase back to her room.
"Wait, no introduction?"
"Oh right, I'm Kim and I got work tomorrow, the couch is there, good night."
"Oh c'mon! Can't you just have a chat with me?"
"If I'm letting you stay here is for Ramona, believe me, I DON'T want to talk with you. Again, the couch is there. Good night."
Robert laid down on the couch, grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. Loud screams could be heard from the TV as he turned it on.
"Oh, well you look at that, it's Kill Bill Vol 1! And on the massacre scene! And uncensored! If only someone would come down here and chat with me... maybe share a few drinks..."
"Oh, okay, just shut up! I will watch the goddamn movie with you!" said Kim as she made her way downstairs again and sat down on the couch right next to Robert.
"I knew you were." Robert grinned.
"Well, tell me about yourself! You look like an insteresting person!" said Robert.
"You must be real dumb to think that." answered Kim.
"Yeah, I'm kinda am, but i'm not the personification of the nineties."
"Repeat that and you sleep outside tonight."
One long chat and 1 bottle of Whiskey later...
"...So, the guy left Ontario a couple of weeks later, and there I was, broken, without any friends left, and alone. You might realize how that went."
"That's fucked up, that Scott dude sounds like the world's biggest douchebag."
"Because he was, he was scum, but he kinda redempted, okay, that was my entire childhood, it's your time to start talking. I want embarrassing stories and I want them now."
"Oh right, MY life... where do I begin...Well... I had a couple of problems back home you see..."
"WOULD YOU BOTH SHUT UP?! I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE DAMMIT! IT'S LIKE TWO AM YOU LOUD IDIOTS!"
"Well, I got work at eight." said Robert.
"So as I, you can tell me your story tomorrow. Good night kid." Kim stood up and walked up the staircase. She stopped on her tracks midway through.
"Before I forget... because I'm kinda drunk right now... a girl I know is hosting a party on her house tomorrow, you might wanna go there, to make friends or something."
"I might do, is she hot?"
"She's the ugliest person i ever met both in the inside and outside. But some friends of mines go there, god knows why. I will introduce you a couple."
"Thanks Kim."
"Don't mention it." said Kim as she walked the remmaining stairs and dissapeared in the darkness. After a while, Robert turned off the TV and slowly laid down on the couch.
"Okay, i think i just fucked it up again, great, time to make up another life. Again... "
"Adrian you fucking idiot..."
TO BE CONTINUED