Sweet. First multi-chapter fic for me, and I hope it'll be good. Sorry if any of the chapters are a bit short; I just write that way. And BTW, I make lotsa comma splices. FWEE!!, COMMA, SPLICES,!! Sorry bout that. Dunno what came over me. Looks suspiciously back and forth I'll do my best to keep doing OC Mini character profiles as they come up, but it might slip every now and then.
Holy Bejeezuz! I'm in FFX!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my own peoplez. Honestly!
Prologue: UU Tea Eff. Seriously.
"Alright Jeff, you're grounded. No computer, no video games, no drums, no T.V, you're not even allowed to read a book that isn't school related!" My mother shouted at me. It was Report Card day and I'd failed four out of seven of my sophomore classes. As she fussed at me, I pushed my glasses up on my nose with my middle finger; flipping her off in the process. I inwardly groaned after this, because she hadn't noticed it. Honestly, what's the point in flipping someone the bird if they don't acknowledge it?
"You know, that's not entirely fair." I said a bit too meekly for my liking. "I mean, Alex failed just as many classes as me when he was a sophomore..."
"Leave your brother out of this. He's in college now and he's passing. Besides, life's not fair." My mother retorted. I hate it when my parents say that. Unfortunately for me, they've said it one time too many now so I had to say something back.
"Life, and you, can just go fuck yourselves!" I yelled back before freezing. Crap. If I thought I was in trouble earlier, I was in deep shit now. Rather than listen to the oncoming onslaught, I turned tail and fled up the stairs. When I reached my room, I could hear her starting up the stairs. I quickly stepped inside the door, shut it, locked it, and barricadeed it with a wide array of furniture, as she started on the second flight.
"Wow, taking our time today aren't we?" I mutter. She tried to open the door. Didn't budge.
"Just wait until your father comes home!" She yells at me. I quickly did the math in my head. "It'll take dad another forty-five minutes to get home from work, another ten to kick off his boots, and fifteen minutes to get off his lazy ass and come break my door down. For the third time this month." I grinned to myself. "Sweet. That gives me some game time until my funeral! Metaphorically speaking of course..." I sighed. I really needed to stop talking to myself. I walked over to my video game shrine. "Let's see, Nintendo? I don't think I'm in classic mood right now. Xbox? Mayb- wait. It's broken, I forgot I threw it at Alex." I immediately picked up the poor console before giving it a hug and setting it back down. That left the PS2. "I really should get a PS3 before Metal Gear solid 4 comes out..." Here I flipped through my game collection before stopping over Final Fantasy. "Six? I do like showing people that Umaro can be good... but not today. Seven? Not yet, I mean Red's cool but I want my favorite character to be a bit more human today." It went on like this, I briefly stopped over Nine before my eyes rested on Ten. "Hmm... proving a huge governmental conspiracy would be fun... That decides it! Ten it is!" I pull the disc out of the case, eject the tray, and carefully put Guitar Hero 3 back in its case. I gently put FFX into said tray and close it. Unfortunately, someone must have had a space heater on when someone else tried to use the microwave. Long story short, power was out on the upper floor for now. When the power came back, so did the little red light on the front of the console. I reached towards it, and a bolt of red lightning jolted through me. Sad thing was, I could get one coherent statement out before I lost conscious. "Since when is lightning red?"
I woke up in a pitch black room, but I was able to see just fine. And by see just fine, I meant I could see the rest of me. I groaned as I stood up, noticing two things. One, my back popping does sound a bit like the Crater Lake Overture. Two, my street clothes were replaced with some kind of armor. It was kind of loose, like I was meant to take damage or something. I'm not a genius when it comes to these kinds of things.
"The hell? Did some cosplay freak kidnap me?" I asked out loud. "Why do I keep talking to myself again?" I asked myself, sort of defeating the purpose in a way I guess.
"Nope, just little 'ole me!" Someone behind me said. I turned around to see a girl roughly my age, with teal hair, dressed in what looked like something my older sister would wear. Or in layman's terms, tomboy clothes.
"And you would be?" I asked, tilting my head a bit.
"I don't really have a name yet. I was hoping you'd give me one. After all, I am your PS2." She grinned. I gave her a deadpan look until she glared back at me.
"Fine, I'll give you a name. How about Roll?"
"Jeff, you hate most MegaMan games. I'm not going to subject you to that."
"Mist?"
"Ugh, I hate Fire Emblem."
"I dunno, Cecilia?" I asked. I'm really stretching for ideas now.
"Ooh, I like that one!" She jumped up and down giddily. I sighed before posing my next question.
"So... where am I?"
"You're in my computer. I'm just holding you here until I can give you a rundown on what's going on." She stopped and looked at me, as if asking me to ask another question.
"So, what is going on?" I asked her.
"Well, you were feeling that your life pretty much sucked, correct?" I nodded. "And as a video game console, I'm supposed to make you happy, correct?" Another nod. "And you're into men, correct?" Here I almost nodded, but quickly stopped myself.
"Hey!" I shouted. Now, I'm comfortable with my sexuality and everything, but when someone does crap like that; it's on. It's on like Genghis Khan! I'll stick and ax in their chest! Man, I gotta stop listening to my family's Squidbillies jokes...
"Good, now you're angry. If haven't guessed it from your armor, you're a Berserker. The angrier you get, the more damage you dish out. We're gonna have a quick exhibition fight to see how much work you need." Cecilia got a smile on her face that I didn't quite like. She pulled a machine gun from behind her and loaded it. Later, I would realize that it was the Griffin Machine Gun from Dirge of Cerberus, but that's a different story. She cocked it and had put her finger on the trigger when she stopped.
"Right! Your weapon!" Cecilia snapped and this huge battle-ax just fell from nowhere.
"And I'm going to lift that how?" Honestly, this whole thing was just getting me angrier. When I'm angry, I tend to look at things from just such a perspective to where it only makes me madder.
"Just pick it up, crybaby." I growled and picked up the ax before test swinging it a few times. I would have liked more time to acquaint myself with my weapon, but at that moment my PS2 decided to open fire. I took a few hits before running to my left, slightly turning. When I was right where I wanted to be, I jumped at her and brought down the ax in a vertical swing. Unfortunately, she's pretty fast so I ended up missing. Things continued like this until she stopped.
"Has it ever occurred to you to try and use skills?" Cecilia asked me while she reloaded.
"Fine then, what skills do I have?" I asked, panting slightly from swinging the ax and missing every time.
"You've got Berserk and Cripple. Try one out on me!" She jumped back and began laying down fire. I growled before using Berserk.
If I take the Berserk status literally, then I should also be stronger in my legs too. I jumped at Cecilia before bringing down my ax in another vertical chop. She sidestepped it, but I immediately followed up with a kick to her stomach, followed by a horizontal swing. The ax missed her body, but knocked the gun out of her hands. She reached down to grab it, but I grabbed her shoulders first and brought my face in real close. For a headbutt.
"Ow! Fine, you win meanie!" She handed me what appeared to be a mega potion before downing one herself.
"One last topic before I drop you off in Besaid." She said before clearing her throat.
"And that is?"
"Overdrives. First off, you gain new overdrives my receiving damage. So it would be in your best interest to cover for your physically weaker teammates. Second, you'll have four overdrives. You get your first one right now. It's called Largo."
"As in Path of Radiance Largo?" Cecilia groaned at this.
"Yes, as in PoR Largo. Now just attack the target with it." She snapped and a punching bag appeared. I felt this raw power inside me, and I decided to let the dummy have it. I threw my ax at the dummy, then I jumped towards it. I caught my ax and let loose this massive combo on it.
"There you have it. Your first overdrive." Cecilia nodded. "That's all I've got to teach you. Good luck!" She looked like she was about to snap again, but she stopped. "And try to avoid really insightful people." Cecilia was about to snap, but this time I interrupted her.
"Why do you always snap to activate your powers?"
"Because I like to mock your inability to do so." She grinned before snapping. Yet again, only one coherent thought was formed before I blacked out.
Does she mean the snapping or the god-like powers?
Yay! Prologue done! And here we go, two OC profiles!
Name: Jeff Name: Cecilia
Gender: Male Gender: Female
Age: 15 Age: 15
Class: Berserker Class: Gunner
Hair color: Brown /w red highlights Hair Color: Teal
Eye Color: Brown Eye color: Blue
Physcial power: High Physical Power: Medium
Magic Power: Nonexistant Magical Power: Medium
Alrighty! Please R&R! I'm begging you! Not really. I'm not desperate, but I would like some form of feedback.