Author's Notice: From this point on, it would be benevolent for the reader to at least know the basics of the MapleStory game. I'll try to make it so that anyone can pick this up and read it, though.
June 2005.
Marco trudged through the double glass doors on his way to another day of school. This would be the Monday of the week before the last week. Marco sighed at the thought of it.
Upon entrance he walked to the right hallway in which Sharr was waiting for him. He stopped next to his friend, and slid his backpack to the floor, and sat down next to him.
"Can you believe school's almost over?" Marco asked, neutrally.
"Ha, yeah." Sharr rolled his neck and tested out his next joints. When he rolled his neck, a snapping noise can be heard.
Marco frowned and didn't continue on the subject. He knew Sharr would be annoyed if Marco were to talk about school anymore.
Later that day, Marco walked past of all the kids to his school bus which would take him home. The cracked sidewalk next to the school was all his feet had for surface. The wind blows against the direction he is walking; it makes the action quite difficult. The trees in the distance, even the strongest ones, swere and their branches, now filled with ripe green leaves, swayed in the wind and several of the small twigs were snapping off of their larger coutnerparts. Marco had to put up his hand in front of his face to avoid one his pet-peeves, wind blowing in his eye.
As he made it to the school bus he gave the driver a smile and walked past some of the obnoxious kids to a person he was very familiar with. He sat down next to his sister.
Marco's sister, Lizzie, was in a good mood today, apparently. Marco figured it was the reason everyone else was in a good mood, and that reaon was the day itself.
"Hey, Lizzie, I have something to tell you!" one of the kids sitting in a seat ahead of them stood up on their knees on their seat and turned back to face the siblings.
Lizzie just looked at the girl. Her hazel eyes glared at her, expecting a foul comment or something nasty, or even stupid. Her eyebrows lowered down as did her face.
The girl didn't react. "So, you're going out with Jacob?" The comment was obviously meant to be mocking and brutal. She giggled, and her supporting friends followed along with the theme.
"No." Lizzie's voice was now devoid of tone.
"Yeah you do!" The girl was beginning to get louder, almost to the point where she was the only one talking. "You like him, eww!"
Marco as well as Lizzie didn't even know a person named Jacob.
Lizzie finally spoke: "You know, sometimes I wonder why you're so obsessed with my love life. Is is because... you yourslef don't have one? And you must leech your talons onto and suck away at MY personal life, because YOUR pathetic life doesn't have any?! Do you secretely look up to me? Or is it because you don't have thoughts of your own and instead must use mine to fuel both yourself AND your audeicne?" With each sentence, Lizzie's voice became louder and more stern, more fierce.
Marco chuckled. He loved it when Lizzie would make an embarrassing or acusing speech to someone that annoyed them. Lizzie gave the girl a mocking smile and the girl just turned around, looked away, and changed the subject to her friends. Both Marco and Lizzie, however, hated literally every person on the bus.
After a few stops, the school bus reached their house, which was a decent, nice-looking middle class home. They walked up their short driveway and entered their house. The door almost wouldn't shut because of the wind that blowing into the direction of the door hinge, so the door was being manipulated to stay open. With some force, however, the door closed.
Marco and Lizzie went up the stairs and into the living, where there was a table and another table with a computer on it. Marco went over to the table, complete with a pencil and paper, a let his bookbag fall onto the table, the table shaking from the violent force. He unzipped the bookbag and took out a math book and a folder. As he set himself up to do his math homework, he turned up his head to look out a window to see the trees shaking.
"I think we should turn off all the electricity in the house. I think I remember watching on the TV that there's a tornado that should hit us," said Marco, not even turning up his head to look at Lizzie, but from the corner of his eye he could she Lizzie was sitting on the computer, doing something or another with the computer.
"Lizzie?" Marco looked up his head, surprised to see that Lizzie was playing a computer game. Marco sat down his materials and walked over to where Lizzie was sitting.
Lizzie's fingers moved gracefully across the keyboard, one hand laying near the arrow keys and the butons to the left of those, the other near the left side of the spacebar and the keys around. They worked in conjunction with one another.
The game running on the computer screen was a weird one, Marco thought. It featured a little chracter with an oversized head compared to the body, wearing normal clothing and with a small small in one hand. It was a girl with spiky hair, red boots, and red shorts. Next to her right there was stronger looking person, which a name under him said "Charyos". He was wearing silvre armor along with a sword that, Marco thought, looked like a pirate cutlass, and a helmet that only showed the sprite's brown eyes.
"Uh, we really do have to shut down the electricity unless we want the computer to malfunction..." Marco stammered.
Okay, okay, give me a minute." Lizzie payed most of her attention to the screen. Her hands worked together again and she pressed the arrow keys as her sprite moved to the right next to Charyos. She pressed trhe space bar key and she jumped. The Charyos sprite's face turned into a smile and he continued to hop up and down along with Lizzie.
Marco was getting bored with such tedious action in such a serious situation as to this. "Lizzie, seriously! Turn it off!"
"Whatever, butthole." The mouse on the game screen moved onto the other sprite's avatar and right clicked. A small window popped up and displayed the character's name, along with whatever clothing they were wearing. Also on the screen there was a "Fame" or "Defame" option which Marco didn't have a clue about. Lizzie clicked on a button which said, "Request Trade". Another window popped up and Lizzie's avatar was displayed on the right, while Charyos' was on the left. In a textbox which was to the right of the window, there was a typing and chat space. Lizzie's hand once again moved across the keyboard to manipulate the computer's very actions.
"I g2g, sorry" Lizzie's avatar, named AgentMJ, said.
"aww o.o"
"sorry"
Such meaningful conversation, Marco thought.
Suddenly the trade window closed and another notification window came up and said, "The trade has been cancelled by request". Lizzie clicked OK and the screen went back to the overworld along with AgentMJ and Charyos. Charyos' avatar put on a pixelated frowning face, and started to move left and right, in quick succession.
"lol, so what do I do to go?" AgentMJ said. Her words appeared in a text box above her avatar's head.
"lol!" Charyos walked to the left, where AgentMJ was, and made a stab motion to her. To Marco's surprise, the stab didn't deal any HP to her.
"you go down to the bottom right and there's a thing called menu" Charyos entered in one "sentence". He then spoke again: "click on it you should see a thing thatll end the game"
They did so and the screen closed down to black. After a few moments the computer's desktop opened up again and there was a new icon on the screen. It showed a small mushroom that had an orange top and a small door on the stalk. Underneath it read: "MapleStory".
