A/N Okay, never done this before, ever, but I've been told by some that I can write a mean story, not mean as in hurtful but, you know what I mean. Now what I've done is a sort of SI story, kinda, I've made my character but have put in my own personality and view on things as his own, so half SI and half whatever it's called. So sit back and relax as you read through my story, I've got things to do in life besides writing this story so Chapters may be 1-2 days apart depending of what's going on, I've got from Thursday night till 2 weeks later free so expect chapters every night after Thursday if you like it that is. Ok, here it is, Chapter one, enjoy, also I want to rant about something at the end, Spoilers involved with Mass Effect.
"Just a normal day, ugh, boooring" I announced loud enough for everyone at the bus stop to hear, which is interesting, no one stopped and looked, and usually I get stares from every Tom, Dick and Harry with my daily announcements.
"Right-o, fine, don't improve my day by acting weird towards me, it's not like I care or anything" I muttered quietly to no one in particular. Well, nothing to do anymore besides get up out of bed, get on the bus, go to work and reverse, nothing ever interesting happens to me. Some say I should develop a hobby, "HA!" I shouted, damn I wasn't meant to say that, still, War Hammer got old quickly, defeated no one of course because there isn't anyone here. Tried models as well, not hard enough or time consuming.
"Why is life so easy? It's boring being able to do near everything." I've tried so many things in life, instruments and games, fun but easy, god I wish I was stuck having to save the Universe, now that'd be hard thinking back to the Mass Effect Trilogy.
Ok ok hold up right there, I'm telling you my story from a first person perspective but you have no idea who I am, that does have SOME importance, does it not? Ok, I'm Thaddeus, or Thad to people who know me, or Tad to those who've read/seen Cujo and just Thaddeus the Conqueror to anyone I think beneath me, I'm 19, 6ft something and have brown hair/eyes and I'm Australian, mate. Ok that mate was intentional, adding some sort of effect to this whole shenanigan of an explanatory paragraph. Ok now you've got me covered, back to the story.
As I thought of that wonderful masterpiece over in my head, I got a headache. "Oh wow, a headache, just what I need" I shout out. (I'm a very open person with these things; it makes life interesting is all.) Wait how'd I get a headache, things don't just happen like th…I was cut off mid thought, my vision was blurred for a moment then everything twisted and changed. "Oh god", I thought, "What's happening? What's going on?". Suddenly I was dropped out of the air, I tried to land on my feet, but my blurry vision and….dead legs? That stopped me from achieving that goal. I landed flat on my front, lying flat on cold metal. "Metal? What? I am on the Bus? Why am I lying down?" I wondered as my vision began to return. "Argh, Damnit!" I loudly say, it was bright, my eyes were burning and I couldn't focus. I quickly scanned around me, hoping for some shade from this light, I spotted a dark hallway. Not even stopping to wonder why there was a hallway in a bus, I dragged myself to the darkness, trying to get my body to work again. I lay in the dark for what seemed like hours, trying to adjust to the new setting around me as well as the light. I soon discovered that I wasn't on the bus, but was on…something. 'Twas as far as I got, don't judge me. "What a day it's been, and it's only…", I looked at my watch, the damn thing was going AWOL, and I have no idea why. "Woah calm down watch, no need to get freaky on me, we've only been abducted by some random stranger in a large metallic vehicle" I say to my watch, oh good, talking to my watch, finally something interesting, besides the crazy guy who owns this, car? Bus? Plane? Oh goody I'm probably on a plane, maybe I'll end up in Africa, then I can try my luck to stow away on another plane full of Illegal diamond smugglers and grab some Z's as well as a couple of those D's for some extra cash. I quickly slap myself, "What an idiotic idea, most probable one right now for the marvellous contraption is that it's an Alien Vessel, yep, that's my idea on probability". I gain my legs ability to walk again and get up, looking around the dark hallway. "Interesting, this place is spotless, no dirt at all" I observe. A thought popped into my head at that moment; trash the place, nah too hard. Another one, get out of the hallway and into the lit up area you fool, you can't SEE! I rub my eyes again and talk a step outside the darkness, as soon as I do something else large and made of metal flies past me at break-neck speeds and literally nearly breaks my neck. "Holy Cream sauce on Cupcakes!" I yelp jumping back into the dark again. As I watch the metal fly away I notice 1, that it's flying and 2, that it looks oddly familiar. "Hey that looks like…*Gasp*…holy nipples that was from Mass Effect!" Oh wow, things got interesting in my life, not exactly saving the Universe exactly but pretty damn close. I suddenly look around my environment with new eyes, seeing where I was. "Jiminy freaking Ginormicas Batman, it's the mother of all Space Stations" I breathe softly, "I'm on the Citadel".
That didn't take very long to write actually, just a write down of how I'm gonna structure this story, such as certain blurts of craziness and Quick 'Look at the camera and speak about what's going on behind you in the movie while it's paused' moments. Now a quick rant, Mass Effect Trilogy is amazing, even the last one despite the ending. Some say no choices make a difference, when they do. You learn that back in ME1 the DA (Destiny Ascension) has the power to blow through shields and armour like no bodies business, ehy, reference to Reaper fighting there, now if you go back and play you can find these little notes too, which helps you get the best possible ending given. Can't wait for that DLC Bioware, waiting for the much better ending.
