Chapter 1: An Experiment begins
Where the hell am I? I haven't been to this featureless white plane since I was very young... Where are the two other people that are supposed to be here? Something about this feels off. I don't like this at all, the infinite white all around me is disorienting as hell. I can't even tell if I have moved a single inch during all this walking.
"Perhaps I can be of assistance?"
What the-
My brow furrows as I look at the figure who spoke, well more accurately I tried to since all I could see was a fogy black outline with no clear form to it.
"Who or what the hell are you?" I say with a slight case of fear as I attempt to move away from the... thing as my heart started to sink for some reason.
"Surely you have heard of me by this point haven't you? Sure I'm not always in this form but you have heard of me, you have played many RPs and read many Self Insert stories after all."
Self Insert stories and RPs... oh. Oh no. Oh no no nononononononono! This can't be happening! I refuse to believe this is happening!
"Whatever the fuck you're selling I don't want any part in it! So go bother someone else, I'm not interested no matter what you offer me." I say as I ball up my fists and growl in fury and just a bit of anxiety.
"Tch, you don't have that many manners do you? I honestly don't get why you're so angry, most everyone would at least be curious. I haven't even gotten to why Ibrought you back to this familiar place. Besides you're acting like you have a choice in the matter."
"Don't give me that bullshit, there is always a choice! My answer is no, I absolutely refuse whatever game you're trying to play! This only happens in fiction and stories and I for one can think of no worse fate then being in a story. I absolutely refuse to take part in whatever the hell you think you are planing!" My voice by this time has gotten a bit hysterical as I wave my right hand in front of me as if I was trying to brush away this nightmare.
"Well if you insist, I suppose I will just have to go and find another you then, here I thought you were selfless enough to do it just so another wouldn't have to..."
That ass! He knows exactly what I'm going to say...
I take a sharp intake of breathe as I ball up my hands so hard it hurts, I then use that pain to calm myself down enough to not be clouded by anger as I say, "You really are a ROB, I hope I never have to see you again when this is over. Fine spit it out already you bastard!"
"Excellent! I knew you would come to my way of thinking eventually! Now as to the
reason I brought you here... I am running an experiment, and in order to start it I will inform you of three things. The first is that this isn't an RP, this is in fact a Self Insert story written by
another you."
What?!
"You're... not lying. Shit. What the hell is wrong with me!? Is this my way of coming out as one of the most sadistic, masochistic, and down right assholeish people in human history?! I know how I feel about this whole SI business! Unless... unless I don't actually think this way? But that would defeat the entire purpose of a SI! On the other hand writers have shown a casual disregard for messing with their own SIs mental states and memories..."
No, I wouldn't do that! I'm not that cruel and heartless! I mean I know how I feel about memory wiping and mental reprogramming for robs sake! I wouldn't really... do that to myself right?
"You're already responding so well to the experiment! I knew choosing you was the right decision! The
second thing I am going to reveal to you is two fold, the first is that there are more then these 3 points in the experiment in itself, the second is that this "story" as it were will all depend on how well you are at being entertaining! If you don't get the required amount of likes per "Chapter" your story ends! Doesn't that sound exciting!"
I barely registered the fact that I fell to my knees in despair as I let out a hysterical laugh filled with so much bitterness that I had this little fantasy of choking on it and getting put out of my misery as I said in between unceasing chuckles, "You have got to be fucking kidding me! This is worse then I previously thought! Isn't that a fucking miracle?! So your telling me that not only is my everything going to be on display for others to see, with myself having no actual privacy whatsoever, but that I am also nothing more then a damn zoo animal desperately trying to be fun, exciting and consistently wowing the crowd of invisible all seeing eyes and minds, all the while with the knowledge that another me actually owns the fucking zoo and is just waiting for my act to draw in less then the arbitrary amount of people so I can euthanize myself?! What the fuck. I have no idea what the hell I could possibly be thinking!"
"What indeed? Whatever the case may be I am going to have fun watching you flail about like a fish out of water~ The 3rd thing I am going to tell you is that you won't be going into this empty handed, oh no, I am going to give you that alien watch you harp on about so much. Naturally you will only get 10 aliens to start, they will be randomly chosen though. Oh, don't look at me, I have nothing to do with the selection at all. Rather the first 10 people to comment get the honor of doing it for me! Pay attention you lot reading this, this is for you. You are to go here, go to integers input to generate one number, and put the value at 1 to 61, after you have gotten whatever number you are to post it so that this wonderfully distraught human being doesn't go off the deep end to soon."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! At this point I'm not even surprised anymore, of course I would make it so it would be as random as I could possibly make it, it's probably some sort of half-assed effort to say sorry. Well news flash me! I would vastly prefer it being me that does it not some strangers who might just lie and get a bad alien just to see me suffer some more! There are probably people reading this with smiles on their faces thinking this is some absurdist comedy or tragedy. I wouldn't be surprised if people start a betting pool seeing how far I last before I snap! I'm half tempted to spit the lot of you and end this as soon as it starts!"
"Come now, your acting like this is the worst thing that could possibly happen to you. Most people would at least try to look on the bright side of things. I mean sure your losing any and all sense of privacy, people are going to judge you for things you do, think and don't, even though you have no real say in any of that in the first place and some of them very probably are going to start a betting pool, put me down for $100 in 2 years time by the by if you would~, but look on the bright side! You get the New Omnitrix, isn't that one of the things you have always wanted?"
"Quit acting like you don't understand what the hell I'm going through right now! You know damn well what I think of this whole fucked upscenario! It's not enough that I get turned into a fictional character, oh no, I also get turned into a glorified zoo animal! You know what the Omnitrix is worth in a situation like this? Jack. Shit. What is the use of having any fictional powerset or item if you don't make the choices of what to do with it yourself?! Now everywhere and everything I see is just going to be plot and everyone and everything is going to be pulled and set into place like a goddamn puppet show! The worst part is that I can't hate anyone or anything no matter what they do or think! How can you hate anyone when you know for a fact that they were just written that way!
For fucks sake how the hell does morality apply in a situation like this?! Am I responsible for the actions and thoughts I partake in? Surely no one is judgmental enough to actually blame me for killing people right? I mean you wouldn't blame a victim of possession for what they did while in that state would you? Does that mean it doesn't matter at all what I do, I could be the most saint of saints and devilish of devils and it all comes to nothing, nothing at all. I really wish I was stupid enough to actually commit suicide... but I suppose the Life Saving Function of the Omnitrix would make sure that it would be quite impossible to do anyway even if I was. I half suspect that was planed by me, it wouldn't make much of a story if I killed myself right after it starts after all.
Heh, it's kind of funny when you think about it, I am sure that there are some people that would actually find this whole situation a huge relief, wondering to themselves what is going to happen next and enjoying the front row seat to the action. I wish I could be like that..."
Fuck I'm crying, I'm actually fucking crying. I suppose there is no harm in that, if there was ever a situation where it was a reasonable and sane response this would be it. Gods there are people reading my thoughts at this very moment, I feel so violated. Don't they have any sense of privacy! I used to be real dammit! Just like all of you! Now I'm just a movie to be watch til the end... Oh god, what happens when this story ends?! Do I die? Am I forever stuck in a infinite time loop forever trapped doing the same things over and over with people able to gloss over events in my life like how I used to easily turn a page in a book? God these thought are making me sick.
No I... I have to stop and gather more information. Any and all information. Before this plot point ends. I can have my freak-out later. Gods this whole situation is going to drive me madder then a hatter. Would I be better off I wonder?
I take deep ragged breathes as I wipe the tears from my eyes while noteing that I am still wearing my glasses. After I have gotten some semblance of composure I look up at the thing that has ruined my life and say in a hollow voice, "...I'm done with my tantrum now. Is there any further information that you can tell me?"
"Hah~ It's a shame you finally got yourself together. I was enjoying the show. I suppose letting you in on another facet of the experiment wouldn't hurt, you are going to be so interesting to watch I figure I might as well pay you in advance. This is going to involve the Multiverse, the place you end up in is going to be random as well, with the "Readers" choosing the starting location from a list, the number with the highest vote wins , you will be able to leave whatever universe you ended up in after completing a goal, this goal might be as simple and innocent as pranking the Protagonist of the setting or as complex and morally ambiguous as ruling the world the Protagonist lives in. Those are just examples by the way, they in no way represent the minimum or maximum of the Goals you are to achieve. I won't interfere at all, you can go about your Goals as quickly and in any manner you so chose so long as you complete them. Now I suggest looking at what you have in your Omnitrix before our talk is over."
Looking at my Omnitrix aliens? How, the readers have yet to chose my aliens, wait a minute wouldn't this be a perfect time to stop-