Sailor Moon: Hard Mode
Matthew fidgeted in his chair as he watched the final cut scene of his (formerly) favorite game coming to a lackluster end.
"You gotta be kidding me!" He shouted at the screen. "That's it! After three games of mowing down indoctrinated robots, crazy music spiders and that pain in the ass counsel I have to listen to Casper the unfunny ghost whine about robots killing people then making more robots to kill people so they won't get killed later by robots!
Matthew watched as his Shepard stood in the Crucible with three choices ahead of him. To his left stood what looked like some kind of panel with two metal rods sticking out of it.
"Choice 1: Control reapers and become supreme badass of the galaxy," said Matthew to himself.
"Obvious trap is obvious, next!"
At the center stood an enormous pillar of green light surrounded by a metal structure.
"Choice 2: Shred myself into confetti and then spew my remains across the stars to turn everyone into the future equivalent of a hybrid car. Sounds nice, next!"
To his right was some large, cylinder thing that he wasn't sure how to describe.
"Choice 3: Blow reapers to hell along with Joker's new vibrator and Legion, uh, I mean the Geth," He frowned. "I have to kill the Geth! Why? I like the Geth, well ok I only really liked Legion but why the Geth? The Geth are cool! Hell! If it were possible I would've let Cerberus make me a full synthetic so I could romance Legion! Can't I just rekill the council and call it a day? Did I mention I really like Legion?
Try as he might he could find no other option but the three in front of him. Despite all the choices and sacrifices he'd made over the years they all somehow came down to three choices. Matt shrugged his shoulders and sighed.
"Dammit, oh well, I guess I'll go with the one on the right, there won't be any more mecha-squids in my galaxy if I have anything to say about it."
Slowly Matthew led Shepard down the right path until a cut scene took over showing the esteemed commander of the finest combat unit in civilized space and savior of the Milky Way galaxy limping toward the cylinder and blowing it up with a pistol. Matthew sat there and watched the rest of the ending unfold from the crucible lighting up and engulfing the Reapers in a brilliant red light, to Joker piloting the Normandy through a mass relay away from Earth for some strange reason, to the old man telling his kid that I'm the new space Jesus and finally ending on Bioware asking me for more money. Maybe they wanted me to buy a better ending from them?
Matthew stared at his monitor for what seemed like minutes then fished his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed a number he knew by heart. He didn't wait long.
"Hey baby what's up?" asked the all too familiar female voice from the other end.
"Hey you mind if I come over? I need something to wash the taste of disappointment out of my mouth and I thought your lips could do the trick."
He could've sworn he heard her eyes rolling at that request. "Yeah we'll see but I told you should've just gotten Skyrim like I did. It's just like the guy at Gamestop said "if you play Mass Effect 3 expecting a decent ending that rewards player input you're gonna have a bad time"".
"I know, I still love the game but that ending is just…well, I just need to do something and wanted to know if you're game,"
"Sure, my parents aren't home so I'm stuck babysitting my brother for a while,"
"Hey!" came a younger male voice from the background.
"Besides, I've found something on the internet I know you'll really like,"
"Like what?"
"Just get over here and see for yourself, bye!" the female voice said as she hung up.
Matthew put his cell phone back in his pocket, stood up and made his way downstairs.
"Having a girl that likes the same stuff I do really kicks ass,"