You are the reader.
You opened this story and may have some expectations for this story to be decent. I, the writer will do my best to please you.
You are the reader and you must be bored with waiting for shit to begin.
Two people walk in a park. They do this often but unknown to the outside observer (you) they're just friends in a city that is foreign to them.
There is a man and a woman.
Since you can't find out much from this point of view you should choose a friend to become.
You choose the man.
You are "Max"
It isn't your real name of course. You wanted to start a new life so you became another person.
You are just on another walk with your friend Viola. Her fake name doesn't suit her well but that was kind of the point right?
You both don't speak about your old lives mostly out of respect. You both left your old lives for meaningful reasons.
She met you through the hotel you both worked at. You were a security guard and so was she.
After you both found out what you had in similar you hit it off and stuck together since you both had nobody else in this alien town.
"Max?"
You look up and see her concerned expression. "Yeah?"
She's hesitant. "Are you okay?"
You nod slowly. "Just reliving the past for a second."
She disregards your moment.
"Hey" You say, "want to go out tonight?"
Viola pauses in thought for a bit. "Yeah that sounds nice."
You smile and head to the apartment you rent together. "What club should we go to?" You ask.
"We should try that one club, 'The Artifice'." Viola has a gleam in her eye.
"I haven't heard of it." You say.
She gasps. "You haven't? It's the talk of the town!"
"Well let's see what the excitement is about, yeah?" You smile and she smiles back at you.
"Hell yeah. Time to tear shit up!"
You unlock the door and hold it open for her before following her inside.
She walked briskly to her room. You get to your room and go for a soft blue t-shirt and some jeans that are just a little snug on you.
She comes out of the bathroom with blue make up on and a blue dress. The top fits her well and the skirt ends above her knees and she tops it off with a leather jacket.
"I plan on getting laid tonight." She explains shamelessly.
You laugh.
She hangs her keys around her neck, hidden in the pendant and you put yours in your pocket.
You grab your wallet and lock the door.
"You driving?" You ask.
"Artifice is a few blocks away. We can survive a walk."
You follow Viola. She is kind of short but she moves fast so she stays ahead of you.
Viola turns a corner and you see 'The Artifice' for the first time.
Lights of many colors come out of the window. You recognize the building. It was an abandoned factory but someone turned it into a, Jesus Christ, huge club.
You hear the music and feel the bass when you open the door. Viola cheers.
The crowd is large but not dense, thank god. You couldn't handle a packed area.
Viola drags you over to the bar and buys drinks.
"Got to loosen you up tonight. Time to let the beast out mothafucka!" She yells but it isn't noticed in the noisy crowd."
You let her pull you into the cluster of grinding, sweaty twenty-somethings.
"Max": Be "Viola"
You are now "Viola"
You know something is up with Max. He had that look you wore for the longest time when you were broken up over the past. He needed to be cheered up.
Max seemed to be having fun. You even caught him eyeing a few guys and girls.
You kept seeing a guy with a Mohawk looking at you bashfully. You wouldn't understand why though. He's tall, handsome and muscled perfectly. Maybe he was intimidated?
You leave Max and head for the Mexican.
He looks up and jumps when he sees you heading directly for him. You smile seductively.
You sit next to him. "What's your name?" You ask.
He looks up. "T-Tavros." He stutters. You grin.
"Viola." You look him in the eye. "Mind buying me a drink sweetie?"
He nods. Maybe you can get this guy to loosen up too.
You see a guy with clown make up on glare at you from behind Tavros' shoulder. You smile at him.
He growls. You gesture him to join in, a challenge in your eyes. Come on Bozo let's dance.
He complies. You internally celebrate your success.
You sit at the bar with Tavros. The clown sits at his side.
"Oh, hi Gamzee." Tavros says.
"Want a drink my fine brother?'" He has a southern accent and a rough voice.
Tavros nods.
Tavros is tall but Gamzee, damn he has too be at least six foot five. And where Tavros is muscled and tan Gamzee is pale and lanky.
You try to get this game started.
"So Tavros, what brings you to artifice?"
"Just trying to have fun with my friends, how about you?"
"I am too."
"Will you introduce me to your friend?" You ask.
"Oh this is Gamzee. Gamzee, this is Viola." Tavros smiles.
"You boys want to dance?" You direct another challenge at Gamzee.
He nods and surprisingly so does Tavros.
"Viola": Be "Max"
You are now Max again.
After Viola left you just found different people to dance with. Eventually you began to dance with a blonde girl with striking magenta eyes.
She offered to introduce you to her brother when she found out you didn't go for girls.
She led you to the D.J. box. But when she opened the door your heart stopped.
Dave Strider.
He turns around. You both are silent. "John?"
It's like he flips a switch.
You turn around and bolt. Dave yells for you to stop.
Like hell you were going to stop. You disappear into the crowd.
Dave still yells for you but he never had been good at weaving through crowds. You however did well enough to out run Dave. You run into Viola.
"Max?" Viola asks.
"He's looking for John." You point at Dave.
Viola centers in on him. "I'll take care of it." Viola has a sadistic look. "Boys would you mind helping?" She asks. The guy with the clown make up on looks at me and nods.
You thank them and proceed to rush out the door towards your house.
John: Be Dave
You are now Dave. You just saw your best friend who disappeared for two years. Sure he left a note but he didn't say where he was going or how to get in contact with him.
You accepted a gig here and brought your sister, you had no fucking clue that John was here and he suddenly sees you and runs away leaving you with a clown, a Mohawk and a woman that screams sadistic.
Wonderful.
You didn't see which direction John went so getting to the door is pointless now. You growl in frustration. You turn to the sadistic looking woman. "You know him don't you!" The clown steps in front of you.
"He doesn't want to speak to you."
You nearly scream in frustration. "Well I want to speak to him! He leaves after we go on a date without any fucking explanation and doesn't even try to talk to me. I have been looking for him for two years!" Your words are laced with venom.
The trio is silent.
The woman steps around the clown. "Look, I'll try to get him to talk and try to give you an explanation. But you are not going to corner him."
You calm down and take a breath. "Okay."
There was still a chance to understand what happened and maybe, you could help.
A/N: Hi there. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed. I WILL update this when I can ^_^ but right now I need sleep and relaxation. HAPPY NEW YEARS WHOOP. Btw it's still 2013 here and I am so excited
