Inside The Game
Written by: Me
Started: May 4, 2006
Right, we're gonna go for Yuan now, just because he's so cool. -
Inside The Game: Yuan
Renegade Base Records: Recording No. 74091 'Leaders Dilemma'
Date: June 25th, Year 1 of the New Age
I have been researching for some time about these 'other worlds' where they are publicizing the last journey of regeneration and all its entails in a game for the public to play.
I am astounded at how they got this information, half of it having few witnesses. They do not seem to realize that the people they so freely talk about as if they were not real, are, in fact, real! I seem to be of the few who realize this odd waver in reality.
But the girls in this other world, they scare me, really and truly. They are obsessive, controlling, and beyond creepy. They invade my thoughts and grip my mind, even though they aren't even there, sometimes I truly wonder if I'm going insane because of these women…
They are possessive to the point of insanity, constantly wailing about how they, should they ever meet us, will take bits and pieces as 'souvenirs' of sorts and… I'm going to move on now.
These 'games' however, I think did little for my part. Granted, most of my work was behind the scenes, but it was almost appalling how much it made me seem like some sort of backstabber!
Now, I may be overreacting, but the fact remains that these games are a menace to our society! They disrupt our (or more specifically, my) peace, and I'm not even going to start on those girls again!...
It also seems that I am one of few who know about this hazard. I asked Botta and some of the other renegades some roundabout questions- a.k.a I didn't really need them thinking their leader was insane- and none of them ever dropped a hint of knowing anything about this atrocity.
I have, however, seen Kratos lock himself in his room on Derris-Kahrlan more than once muttering things about rabid fangirls. A normal person would never have been able to hear him, which is why not being totally human sometimes has its advantages.
I'm still doubtful whether I should actually straight out ask him whether he knows of this or not. Kratos actually has his own set of fangirls in this… set of worlds, which I actually saw once.
It was not a pretty sight, they tackled him right in the middle of some town or other (I'm pretty sure they have tracking devices on him), and I can only be grateful that my fans are on a completely different world where they can't get me.
Kratos, poor soul that he is, couldn't cast any major spell or use his sword on them for fear of a) recognition (He was getting pretty paranoid, what with being chased by Mithos after all), and b) Hurting innocent bystanders. Rescue finally came to him in the form of a very mad Anna who had just returned from shopping. Not until I got some very nice pictures though, which I intend to and have used as blackmail. It seems that Kratos has an unusual knack for attracting situations that to me say very clearly- !Warning: Possibility for use as blackmail!...
I don't think I shall ever use the word 'attractive' ever ever again…
I have also had problems with people, both inside and outside of this world, that seem think I'm a girl. Honestly, I am not that feminine!
I was telling Kratos about said problem a few years back- how many, I don't remember- and he told me that if I would just 'let go of my pride and cut my hair, the problems should stop'. Then he offered to cut it for me, subsequently followed by Anna, who had been eavesdropping, telling him that it wouldn't make a difference, and that it was my eyes and all around slim build that made me look like a girl.
I promptly left after that, and made it a priority to avoid them as much as possible until I had calmed down marginally….
I do not have a feminine build!
Kratos just says I'm in denial, and continuously taunts me with those pictures Anna took a few years back when some grunt tried to grope me in a bar… That night will still haunt me for centuries to come….
Outside the screen he is typing on, the half-elf stops a moment before giving a long shudder. Then, his eyes never leaving the screen, returns to his writing
I have also become aware of others who seem to have noticed, but so many odd things have happened that I have come to doubt whether they actually know, or it's something else I don't know about.
Of course, I would by no means rant this much about such trivial things in public, but I've been a bit stressed lately and the terminal happened to be handy.
I also have confidence in my newly upgraded security system. The flaws in the old one were painfully obvious, but the renegades could never really afford a complete revamp. Only recently, once Yggdrasil was defeated and they all got legal jobs, I managed to scrounge up enough money to upgrade.
Too bad we didn't have that money a while back. It would helped a lot with all the break-ins (and outs) we had…
Contrary to belief, it was rather hard coming up with money to pay for things. How do you think we became so adept at sneaking around? More often than not, we had to resort to stealing. Yes, money was a rather inconvenient problem, not helped by the fact that we were doing Yggdrasil's every bid and will and he wasn't paying us a cent.
It wasn't so bad for Kratos; he got money for his mercenary jobs, but me? I didn't get anything. Hence the scrounging.
It wasn't always so bad, I suppose, it got marginally better when Kratos mistakenly found out and, being the oh-so-kind man he is started splitting the money he earned with me. Of course, that ended when he got with Anna and had to feed himself, her, and her cravings.
I didn't want to intrude that much anyways…
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Finished: June 17, 2006
I…….. Have nothing to say in my defense.
Well, I do, but I still feel like I'm the scum of the author world.
First, I got a new computer right? Nice, new, snazzy G4 (compared to my rather sucky Imac..). No problem right? As if. I start transferring all my personals via Ethernet from one computer to the other and poof! I thought I was done.
Haha. Not.
I left every single one of my stories behind, and I could have sworn I dragged that little file to my new desktop! Sworn!
But alas, I had to wait in and around a month waiting for dad to hook up the Imac again (which had been disconnected with the thought of moving to dad's 'lab' and never being used in the 'real' world again. I would have hooked it up myself (instructions: pick up plug. Plug into wall. Do what you want), but for the mass (and I say that literally) of wires were the plug in's used to be (generally what happens when you have four+ computers all with Ethernet, two with internet, speakers, and more in a room that was originally intended as a very large walk in closet).
Guilt bit at me every second, because I get very annoyed when authors don't update for years on end.
It didn't help that I ran out of idea's for this chapter at about 800 words. Then the floodgates opened!... And promptly closed again after finishing this pathetically short chapter.
The author's note is longer than the chapter. How sad can I get?
I'm really, really sorry! ;;
IAWDWI signing off
P.S. There won't be any more chapters unless I hit a major inspiration cookie. I've completely run out of ideas. If you have a couple good ideas, feel free to send them to me. I've run out. Thanks.
