Chapter 1: Jazz Hattie
A young lady stands in her bedroom. It just so happens that today, the 16th of March, is this young ladies thirtee-wait, what? We can't do the thirteen thing? Too over used? Who the hell is even paying attention to that!? I-ok, fine. *Ahem* It just so happens that today, the 16th of March, is this young ladies seventeenth birthday. There, better? As it being her seventeenth birthday, the lady has already been given a name for exactly four years so far. Uhh... actually... what was her name again?
== Girl: Enter Name
Oh, yes! That's right! This ladies name is Jazz Hattie, and she is patiently waiting for her older Cousin to return home with a copy of her new game she was able to gain special early access to, along with five of her friends. As previously mentioned, she is currently standing in her bedroom. At least, the part that doesn't have shit thrown literally everywhere. All around you are several of your remnants of your favorite things, including at the very least seventy Pokemon cards and figurines, several science and biology books, manga and anime DVD cases, and a few shitty drawings you've made. Along with that, you have a few Steven Universe posters on the walls, and a kind of bad laptop on your desk, which also happens to be covered in Pokemon figurines. You computer is open to your mostly used social media site Pesterchum, where you're signed in under your chumhandle, trainingInformant. What will you do?
== Jazz: Arm yourself
You think about the need to fight off any dangerous creatures you'll find in your small, empty apartment and decide to grab your weapon. It is an amazing weapon, in your own opinion. You walk to your desk and equip your kinda shitty Purple Pen and it goes into your Pen/Pencilkind. You're honestly kind of surprised you've kept this thing for so long, almost four years. And, somehow, it still works. If just barely.
== Jazz: Pick up a figurine
You look over your desk and grab one of your favorites of your collection; a shiny Popplio figure. It's surprising you bought this thing for only fifteen bucks. You pick it up and it automatically goes into your Type Match-Up Modus. Unsurprisingly, the figure goes in as a Water-type. Pretty easy to retreve, just have to use another item of either Grass or Electric types. Thank Gog you've spent the majority of your young childhood playing and memorizing Pokemon games. Wait, what?
== Jazz: Realize what you just said
Gog? Where in the world did you get 'Gog' from? Oh, right. Those weird guys you talk to sometimes. You're pretty sure they've said that a few times. You don't really care for them. Although, two or three of them are okay. You wouldn't consider them 'friends' though, except for the one that types in the wierd pink-purple. She's cool. Speaking of, it looks like she's trying to contact you. Yeah, someones contacting you. That stupid notification sound on that website is retardedly loud. You should change that.
== Jazz: Answer friend
timelessOceanographer [TO] has begun trolling trainingInformant [TI]
TO: heeey jazzy!
TI: heeey Say! what's up?
TO: just checking in t(o) ask if y(o)u have y(o)ur game yet?
TO: d(o) ya? d(o) ya? d(o) ya?
TI: wow, calm down there Valdro, I don't have it yet.
TI: my cuz should have it though. it is my birthday and i've been asking for it.
TO: birthday? (O)H, right! happy wrigg[ing day, btw!
TI: i still don't get why you call it that.
TI: it's kinda weird.
TI: i ain't no bug.
TO: yeah, i kn(o)w, its just what we ca[[ it here.
TI: where you are?
TI: oh, yeah. i forgot.
TI: your and... 'ALIEN' aren't ya?
TI: lol
TO: d(o)n't y(o)u patr(o)nize me, jazz.
TO: we are a very pr(o)ud species.
TI: whatever, you know i joke with you.
TO: yeah i kn(o)w.
TO: (o)h, shit.
TO: uh, gimme a minute.
TI: okie dokie!
timelessOceanographer [TO] is now idle
timelessOceanographer [TO] is now active
TO: hey.
TO: pr(o)b[em happening.
TO: g(o)tta g(o).
TI: mkay.
TI: later!
timelessOceanographer [TO] has ceased trolling trainingInformant [TI]
Yeah, she's the one that's cool. Although, she's never really on because of her job. What kind of teen has a job that keeps them away nearly twenty-four seven? That should be illegal, right? Right?
== Jazz: Look outside
You step away from the computer and go to your window. You love living where you are. You can see the sea line from here along with a near perfect view of the Space Needle. The traffic here sucks and the foods God-awful, but Seattle has some charm to it. You look down and see that your Cousin has finally gotten home. And she's carrying a bag! This may be your lucky day! What are you saying? Of course it is! It's your B-Day! Or... W-Day! Whatever Saylen calls it. Even if she IS an alien, why would it be wriggling? What are they, bugs? Or some other kind of wriggling creature that aren't born normally? Why are you even questioning this, she isn't an alien! Neither is any of those other weirdos.
== Jazz: Go downstairs to get the game
You run over to your door, but before you can open it, your Cousin already bursts it open, almost hitting you in the face. All she does is look down, smile, and gives you the bag.
Cousin: Happy B'day, runt.
Cousin: Have a couple things.
Jazz: oh, wow! thanks cuz!
Cousin: No prob.
She pats your head and goes back out. She's so friggin' chill and shit! She's awesome!
== Jazz: Open bag
You open the bag and pull out everything you can. The contents contain your copy of the great new game you and your friends are to be playing, a... second copy of the same game? What? And something that looks a little bit like a viewport for a computer. Holy crap! This is cool! You put the items into your modus for the time being. One copy of the game is classified as Fire and the other is Ground and the viewport is Electric. A decent combination of types.
== Jazz: Install the viewport
You return to your computer and sit down. This should be easy enough, right? You go into your modus and look at the cards. You move the card that is Ground over the Electric card. Instantly, the word 'Critical!' is shown above the card and you obtain the viewport. You struggle with hooking the thing up to your computer for about ten minutes before you finally figure it out. Once it's wired up properly, a new icon appears on your Pesterchum screen. A small camera symbol appears under a few of your friends names, including Saylen's. Guess that means they all have viewports too? Nice, you get to talk face-to-face with your friends now!
== Jazz: Start a facetime with a friend
As soon as you start looking over who all has a camera, Saylen's handle turns it's normal color again. Must have gotten back from whatever. This will be a perfect opportunity to try! Although, you should normal chat with her before starting a facetime.
trainingInformant [TI] has begun pestering timelessOceanographer [TO]
TI: heeey, Say!
TI: everything alright?
TO: yeah everything's c(o)(o)[.
TO: just tiring is a[[.
TO: what' up?
TI: well, two things.
TI: thing number one: i gots my games!
TO: w(o)w rea[[y?
TO: awes(o)me!
TO: and the sec(o)nd (o)ne?
TI: thing number b: i got a viewport!
TO: what?
TO: wait.
TO: are y(o)u saying what i thing y(o)u're saying?
TI: let's start a facetime.
TI: can finally see what an alien looks like.
TI: lol
TO: y(o)u're sti[[ g(o)ing t(o) say i'm n(o)t an a[ien aren't y(o)u?
TI: until i see proof otherwise, you shall remain a human being.
TO: ...a[right.
TO: start it up then.
TI: ooo, demanding huh?
TI: heh, alright.
You move down your cursor to the camera symbol and click it. It takes a minute for it to turn on, since it is the first time you've ever used it, so you take the time to adjust your viewport.
TI: alright, i'm ready!
TO: get prepared t(o) be pr(o)ven wr(o)ng.
After a second, a screen pops up and allows you see your friend for the first time. As soon as you see her you are, in a very simple word, intrigued by her appearance. The first extremely noticeable thing was that she had grey skin, with a very slight pink tint to it. Along with those, on the sides of her head she had a pair of fins with several piercings,and just above those were a set of horns. The horns were fairly simple, yet cool at the same time. They both pointed straight out, but the one on the left had about four inches pointed upwards with a slight curve, and the right was the same but pointed down with a curve. On the left horn was about three... what are those, bracelets? While the right one only had one. She also had a few nose and lip piercings, along with a set of rather impressive fangs. She appeared to very light, slightly glowing pink freckles all over her face and most of her upper body, at least from what you could see. Although, with all of the extremely outrageous things on her person, you are really drawn to only one thing.
Jazz: oh.
Jazz: my.
Jazz: god.
Jazz: i... LOVE your eyepatch!
Saylen: i-(o)h...
Saylen: uhh...
A/n: Yeah! Finally doing something with my characters. Not exactly sure as to how often this will update, but I will try to keep it somewhat regularly. Also, any kind of criticism is good.