ANOTHER ONE?! Yes, I've decided to do another novelization of cave story, and yes,
it's most certainly going to be an alternate telling of the story. Many of the right points will be there, but I feel that this game has had enough novelizations that even one more true retelling would be a good bit of overkill. There will not be lemons(I don't think), but I tend to be unable to write without there being swear words involved, just like I have difficulty talking under the same rules. This will more or less be a "make it up as I go" story, as I don't really have a tone, or character plans, or anything of the sort. It's been a little while since I played the game so I'm honestly going to just play through the game, and stop every so often and write up to the point I'm at in the game. I hope you enjoy, and I hope I finish it, because I think this could be a lot of fun for me, and a good story for you!
EDIT: I realized that my formatting was not transferred to this when I uploaded it, so I should have it fixed now. Whups. :b
The little robot boy clicked and whirred in the dark as the motor that powered him sprung back to life. slowly life began to find its way into him as, first, a finger on his right hand lifted slightly. His hand slowly clenched, then unclenched, before his head lifted upwards and his eyes flickered open. He slowly looked around at the cave he found himself in, water dripped from the ceiling into a shallow pool below, echoing through the empty chamber as the drops struck the surface.
Quote... my name... is Quote...
He glanced around the room more as his eyes adjust. and slowly rises to his feet.
My name is Quote... Why am I here...? I know my name... and... There's something I have
to do. Something important... why... what... I... have to go...
Quote starts to step around, and sees a door on a ledge higher up in the cave. After a short hop, testing his legs, he takes a few steps to build momentum before launching himself up towards the door, leaving the place he awoke, the sounds of some manner of life reaching his ears as he steps out into a tunnel.
My gun... Quote checks his systems and finds his machine gun is nonfunctional, discarding it as he moves down the tunnel, making quick progress as he avoids the creatures that swoop down towards him. he pulls himself over a couple more ledges, and into a doorway at the end. a man sits, leaning against the wall and snoring loudly. He has unkempt gray hair, shooting out in every angle, and a beard that blends seamlessly into it. The man had obviously gone quite some time without any personal grooming. The metal boy prods him, sending him rolling to his side, but only snoring more loudly. More prodding proves ineffective, and even shaking the hermit fails to wake him from his slumber.
A VERY heavy sleeper...
A Chest lies open on the other end, and Quote ambles over to look inside, spying a Polar Star handgun in the bottom. Well built, and, his systems informed him, was fully functional.
Hopefully he won't mind... I'll need some kind of weapon, though... and I know I have to do something important...
He leaves the room, looking back at the old man as he sputters in his sleep, mumbling something incoherent, before making his way back the way he had come, blasting any creatures that strayed too near. He reached a crumbling wall, and, after inspecting it for a moment, raised the polar star to bring it to rubble. Just beyond, a door lay in the wall, sunken downwards from apparent age. Reaching his hand out to grab the handle, a metal jaw swung shut, nearly taking his hand off as it closed shut with a loud "Clang!".
In an immediate action, he blasted into the door until it gave way and blasted inwards, taking the ground underneath him with it.
Not good! He tried to make a leap backwards, but the ground was already falling away too quickly, and as he twisted his body and reached backwards to grab at anything he could, he fell down into a dark pit.
