Supah OS Quest
CHAPTA 1
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It was a bright and sunny day in city town. It was a a town only like a city. George woke up and got ready for school. "man school sux" he whined to himself as he went outside. He continued whining until he descended rapidly into a downward spiral of self loathing angst and melodrama. He looked up and saw Green Kong in the distance. Green Kong was a genetically engineered mutant created from a simian and a can of beefy green spinach. His power and intelligence increased dramatically because knowledge is powah. Howeva, even with his increased smarts, he went mad attempting to justify what could have possibly drove somebody to waste billions of dollahs of funding over such an absurd experiment. He had been arrested on charges of being really obnoxious for the civvies of city town and having a crappy attitude all around. Like srsly, wtf iz rong wif dat guy, George pondered. Maybe it's the crappy attitude, he thought. "WHERE THE HELL IS THE CAPS LOCK KEY?!" The vegetable simian bellowed in rage. "Yep, definitely crappy attitude."
George continued on to school. He jumped into his classroom on the third floor through the window. Because he could.
CRASH
"Ohmotherofgod" George rolled around the floor in pain as he tried to pick out all the glass shards stuck in his skin. A few minutes later, class started. George was the most popular kid in his class. Or at least he thought he was. He looked out the window from his desk. Yeah, he thought to himself. Definitely most popular. The classroom was empty except for a few other students. The reason was that this wasn't just your regular run of the mill high school. It was a NINJA SCHOOL!1!1 Only losers like George were actually visible. The rest were in stealth mode. Oh well, George thought. He took a cardboard box and put it over his head. The boxes were given out as training tools for losers like George. It also helps him with his self loathing and angst. Nobody can understand the woes of being a highly visible ninja. Nobody.
George could hear the high pitched voice of his teacher from outside the box.
"Kay cla$$, tuday we hav a noo transfur student." What the hell did she just say about fur, George wondered. The teacher continued with the introduction of the transfer student. "Her name is Destroyer." George couldn't help but laugh. Everybody he knew had normal names, like Geronimo, Gabriel, Gatsby, Gary, Goethe and Ganon. What kind of a person has a "D" name anyway? He took the box off to get a look at this loser. Surely she would join the coalition of loser ninjas along with his friends Geronimo, Gabriel, Gatsby, Gary, Goethe and Ganon.
Destroyer stared into George's eyes with a face of almost smug indifference. Her red hair came down to her shoulders before splitting into bizarre long locks of hair. Her eyes contained rings in them, each a different color. First, red, then, yellow, then green, all surrounding a white pupil. Strange teeth like tattoos, if you could call them that, were visible from the corners of her mouth, giving her the impression of a glasgow smile. She wore ninja school's typical girl's uniform, an entirely black outfit with a skirt that extended to right above the knees. A short white ribbon hung from the neck area of the uniform. A white ribbon was a sign of a poor, barely passing grade in the entry examinations. George remembered clearly the day he got one too.
The loser ninja took put his ninja handbook and flipped to an unused page. Appearance 3 out of 10, he wrote. Trying too hard to make a first impression. Personality rating still to be decided. "Now, Destoyer, y dont u take da seat George is sitting in right now?" George stopped writing and looked up at his teacher with a look of both surprise and horror.
"WHAT!"
"Don't u WAT me, George! U know u no deserve dat seat!"
Reluctantly, George moved himself from his seat next to the window, the only thing that would have given him a chance of popularity and coolness among his mostly invisible peers. Wait, he thought. I don't know which seats are taken and which seats are actually empty! He began to rage hard at how incompetently the ninja school district had been set up. In his fury, he did not notice the transfer student approaching him.
"Please move."
Destroyer's tone was uncompromising. George was not about to comply.
"I have the right to defend my seat."
And with that George felt the blood rushing to and out of his head as flew into the concrete outside.
