Here is the second chapter of Origin Dimension Neptunia. This is also the first arc I have planned for the story involving an incident that takes place entirely at this event. Expect chapter three tomorrow or monday depending on how i'm feeling. I don't edit very well so help me out if you see any mistakes. Peace.
Gamindustri was abuzz with the start of the Four Goddess Summit. The crowds swarmed into Planeptune by the multitudes, tourists and citizens from Leanbox, Lastation, Lowee, and Planeptune itself. There were booths that sold doujin, manga, pin ups up of of the CPUs, (Mostly Noire and Neptune), games and amvs.
Each nation took advantage at of this historic event, showing off the latest of technologies in massive conferences all in a bid to bolster their own shares in a bout of friendly competition.
In addition, cosplayers of all kinds danced amongst the crowd, some dressed as Four Goddess Online characters, other as the goddesses themselves, and still others dressed as monsters.
Nepgear sat at a small, shoddy booth in the corner, looking depressed.
"Why did Neptune waste all the budget on pudding and not in Planeptune's official booth." She sighed.
Histoire in particular was furious with Neptune, who defended herself, insisting that this was the best pudding in history. It did not end well for the CPU.
Around the booth stood robots and machines of various kinds; a giant tank like mecha armed with rockets, a smaller, more humanoid one somewhat resembling Purple Heart in shape complete with a sword, and still a smaller robot like a box with a rifle strapped to it.
Without any staff to actually man the booth, it was up to Nepgear to come up with something to make, as Neptune's idea of lewd calendars was met with fury on part of Histoire. So, with no other option, Nepgear decided to show off her collection of machines.
"This is the Mark 5! It is equipped with twelve aa…."
Or
"The Big Sister V2 is capable of matching one fifth…."
But she she never got to finish. Everyone left, some surprised by her ranting, others creeped out by it. The few that stayed to listen usually ended up trying to ask her out.
"I wonder what Uni is up to…."
At the other side of the hall, Uni manned Lastation's booth. Lastation had brought along the latest in military technology, from new force fields, armor, processors, and other such things that gave them a significant edge over all of Gamindustri.
"The Lastation Ultra is the newest wave of rifle invented by chief engineers and developers." Uni proudly held up the long sniper rifle, its barrel stretching longer then her body. "It has a range well over twenty kilometers, firing pure Share energy at five times the speed of sound." Her eyes gleamed as continued to demonstrate the weapon.
Lowee's station was operated by Mina, with a troublesome Ram and Rom running around, showing off their magic in mischief, which in turn also advertised it.
"Rom, Ram get back here!" A caretaker yelled out to them as they ran off, disappearing into the crowds.
Finally, Leanbox this year opted to sell Yaoi doujin, i addition to releasing a new processor, but Vert cared more for the former. Chika sat alone at the booth surrounded by Yaoi merchandise.
"My Dear, why did you leave me here like this?" She sighed.
In the central park like square in the middle of the colossal summit hall stood a graph that actively displayed the collectives shares of each nation. It was Lastation and Lowee at the top, constantly switching places with one another. In Third place, Leanbox remained stable, rarely moving from a solid number of shares. Finally, on the bottom was Planeptune, the number dropping at a slow but steady rate.
Located under the monitor was a stage, on it which seated on a long table were the four CPUs. Purple Heart sat crossed legged, wearing a dark purple dress that exposed her cleavage, giving an air of elegance as she sip on a glass, (Which was filled with pudding). Histoire hovered near her, whispering instructions on how to act in public every so often.
Black Heart was next, dressed in a black dress. Kei sat next to her, giving her live feedback on the ongoing battle with Lowee for #1. Still working even here.
White Heart was dressed in a little blue dress, crown adorned on her head. Her arms were crossed, finger tapping impatiently, her brow twitching in some unknown annoyance.
Green Heart sat at the end opposite of Purple Heart, dressed in a green dressed that accentuated the assets she was so proud of. She appeared to be looking down doing work just like Noire, but actually she was playing Four Goddesses Online mobile addition, joining her guild in a raid.
Down amongst the crowd that had gathered to catch a glimpse of the CPUs, near its front, stood a man dressed in a long black coat. In his fingers he fidgeted with a silver coin, running it his hand with grace. He watched the CPUs antics with amusement, noticing the subtle differences between each.
Histoire noticed the man, who smiled at her as they met eyes. Something was familiar about him but she did not know what.
"Is something the matter, Histoire?" Purple Heart asked the Oracle, placing her glass of pudding down.
"Huh? Oh no, it's nothing." She said turning to assure her. She shot back at the man, but he was gone. "It's time to begin." Histoire sighed, informing Purple Heart.
"Very well." Purple Heart stood up, the crowd falling silent to listen to what she had to say.
"Citizens of Gamindustri. For years, Gamindustri existed in a state of turmoil, destruction, and warfare. We of all nations fought, fought to propel ourselves forward in this world. But there were troubles from the likes of ASIC, the Deity of Sin and the CPU shift period. This Summit serves as a symbol of prosperity, a new age for Gamindustri. Together with Lastation." Noire stood up. "Lowee." Blanc stood up. "And Leanbox." Vert fidgeted and twisted in her chair, gaming intensely. "Ahem." Vert stood up. "Uniting together two years ago, this Summit allows our Nations to come together and engage in friendly competition, without the need for military force."
The man tossed the coin up in the air every few steps as he pushed his way through the crowd.
"This is a new Gamindustri, one where death, suffering, and destruction are not tolerated."
The man made eye contact with Nepgear as she looked up from her dejected state. He approached her with a smile on his face.
"Now without further ado, I, Purple Heart, together with Black Heart of Lastation, White Heart of Lowee, and Green heart of Leanbox, welcome you to the Four Goddess Summit!" Purple Heart waved her arms in a sense of welcome before bowing down. The others bowed too to the sound of applause.