Blue: Created a new character for South Park: The Stick of Truth and I beat the main story quest in two days. I got bored and decided to write this 'cuz why not?

Moon: *Disclaimer* Blue does not own South Park or South Park: The Stick of Truth.

Jazz: She does own the OC in this.

Moon: The OC was based off her avatar which was created using the game. Blue does not own the OC either.

Blue: -_- Thanks Moon and I thought you loved me.

My parents and I had just moved here to South Park. It was a remote mountain town. We haven't been here long so I'm not sure what I think of this town. I don't remember much about the place I previously lived in. I just remember it being really hot and it never snowed. So, the change of scenery is nice.

I don't know why we moved here, I suppose it's because of my parents work. My dad's a lawyer and mom's a vet.

I heard a knock at the door, "Sweetie. Hon? You dressed?" my parents came in.

"Hey champ! How do you like your new room?" dad asked.

I quickly looked around my room, eh.

"I know it's a big change for all of us but, son, do you remember why we moved to this quite little mountain town?"

I tilted my head, nope.

My dad leaned in to my mom to whisper to her, "He doesn't remember."

Mom did the same, "He doesn't remember at all."

"It's good he doesn't remember."

I can fucking hear you.

My clasped her hands in front of her, "Uhh, sweetie. We want you to have lots of fun here. Why don't you go out and make some friends."

Friends? I'm the new kid, if I go out there, I'll be fucking beat to a pulp.

"Right get out there and play, son. Like normal kids."

So… I'm not normal. Eh I already knew that. I'm too awesome to be normal.

"We've got some money on the kitchen counter for you sweetie. Just be back before it gets dark."

I like money.

Dad got a weird look on his face and said sarcastically, "Yeah we love you too."

That's rude I never said I didn't love you.

My dad walked out of my room followed by my mom.

I grabbed some money I had in in my bag that was in the closet and walked out of my room into the bathroom.

I went to check my appearance to make sure I didn't have any crap on face and that on my face was covered up.

I wore a black hoodie, dark gray jeans, and black convers. I had pale skin and brown eyes so dark they were almost black. My hair is raven black and part of it was swept over my left eye.

By my appearance you'd think I was Goth. Nah, I'm not depressing like them, I just like the color black and… I have a scar, a burn mark that keeps me form opening my eye. It hurts a lot when I try. I prefer to keep it cover.

I don't know or remember how I got it. Then again I don't a lot from the past few years.

I made my way out of the bathroom and down stairs.

I went into the kitchen where my mom was doing dishes grabbed the money on the counter

When I exited the kitchen and entered the living room, I was going to the door when my dad yelled at me.

"It was not a request, I was a command! Now get out there and make some friends."

Geez I was going. I made a quicker pace to the door.

Blue: Well that short, only a page and a half. I would've made it longer but it's a little late and I've got to take a shower.

Jazz: Do you want them to picture you in the shower?

Blue: I'm just giving them a reason why it's short.

Jazz: You over explain things.

Moon: *In the corner, looks to readers* Blue likes to add all of us in the AN's and adds me in the last second because there's no room for me in her and Jazz's bickering. Please comment and we hope you will read the next chapter.