I don't own Minecraft, unfortunately.
"The pie is a lie!" A villager shouted down at a group of blocky players attempting Balloon Pop. Only the newest players looked up, losing valuable time and points. Most players
kept shooting at the balloons. The villager looked down again; it appeared time was up.
"Excellent!" he said through the invisible speakers. After the gamers had all been teleported to the final area and he made his speech about putting the goggles back(They really were expensive, but the players would never know), and the players had all been reloaded back to the Hub, the villager, more well known as a scientist, sat back and sighed.
He hated playing along with the Hive. The game creators had, most likely accidentally, given him a personality and a genius brain along with a voice. Mistake 1. Being a genius was one thing, but being a genius trapped inside a computer screen with no company (other than the AIs he created, but most of them weren't the type to talk about intellectual stuff,) was another. Unfortunately, it appeared they hadn't made that mistake again, as far as he knew of. That made it very boring, saying what he was supposedly programmed to say, with nothing new added. He had started ad-libbing the script at first, until the Hive coders had supposedly "fixed" his code. Really they had just given him a mental checklist of what to say. But none of that mattered anymore. He walked to the back of the starting lab, the part players couldn't get into, and checked the computer.
Progress 98%…99%…100%
Project Snare ready for deployment
The villager smiled, but it wasn't a nice or happy smile. It was the kind of smile when you know that absolutely nothing can get in your way from this point. It was the mad genius kind of smile. The project he had been working on since he realized he didn't have to be alone, he could take revenge, was completed at long last.
"The next players of LAB12 have a special treat waiting…" Dr. Zuk whispered.
And thus, the prologue is complete!
Welcome to The Testers, my first real fanfiction!
So, I have some review replies from the SYOC (Just skip if you don't care :) )
Diamond- Yeah, I can do that. Sounds cool! Have cookies! (::) (::) (::)
Third Cosmic Velocity- Don't worry, the humans will be arriving soon. Veerrrryy soon. Cookies! (::) (::)
Rebel- O.o You gonna be all right? Eh, have more cookies! (::) (::) (::)
Raiden The OC- Thanks for guessing! Here's some fresh cookies! (::) (::) (::)
ParadoxxFoxx- *noms cookie* Thanks! Have more cookies! (::) (::) (::)
MetaCrisis DR- Thanks for the AI! Have a cookie, doughnut, and brownie! (::) [] (o)
Okay, that's done! This story is OC-centric. (Duh, I had an SYOC for this.) If you do not like stories like that, stop reading now.
And constructive criticism is always appreciated!
See ya later,
Night :3
