A/N: Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews, they keep me motivated and let me
know how I'm doing. Okay, I should confess I haven't seen .hack//Sign all
the way through (You prolly guessed that ^^() ) but I know how all of it
goes. But because of that I don't know quite what she looks like in real
life. I assumed, and you shouldn't do that because when you assume you make
an ass out of you and me. So forget about that silver hair...like
Highlander II, it never happened. I'm probably going to go back and edit my
stories about 10 times if Mr. Spellcheck doesn't start working better.
Anyway, I hope that I can hold the interest of the few readers I've
attracted and maybe even get the interest of ones I haven't with the next
few chapters.
Chapter 2
Having attained the permission of her father to spend the Saturday afternoon at the library, a Japanese girl sat at a desk that was set up a little further from the other desks. In the near empty library, she quietly read through her graphic novel. Nobody ever came to the library anymore, which was precisely the reason she came here. Most people would've rather read at a coffee house or researched at a tech center. Places that had people.
Supposedly, humans were social creatures. She could see where that was true. School events like dances and sports usually had a big turn out. Personally though, she'd never attended one and never planned too. Usually people did things like that with friends, and making friends at school was a waste of time. What was the point when you most likely wouldn't see them past highschool?
Still reading, her ears picked up on the conversations between the few people in the library. She didn't really mean to, it just happened a lot. People usually thought she wasn't listening, but it was the quietest people who listened the most. It sounded like a mother and child, not far away from her, were arguing.
"But mother, I want to get something from the adult section!" the child whined. "Children's books are so boring." His mother sighed in exasperation.
"Your just too young to read from there," reasoned his mother. "it's good to read at a levels higher than your's, but that's a little much." He did look quite young. Glancing over at him, the young girl didn't give him nine or ten years of age. Judging by the sweater vest he was wearing, it was obvious the child's mother still controlled how he dressed. The child scoffed and crossed his arms
"Yeah, whatever..." Sighing, his mother took hold of his hand and guided him to the library doors.
His mother was concerned for him. Having a mother like that - having a mother at all, did he really appreciate her? The sad part was the answer to that was probably a negative.
You never know a good thing until it gone...
Sighing, the girl returned to her graphic novel. This one happened to be one of her more favorite stories, Aqua Knight. The heroine of the story was a strong woman, even though she was not a full knight, she continued to fight. Combining the fantasy setting with this person that she wanted to be like, it was obviously a series she got into.
Preferring fantasy over more realistic or futuristic animes and manga, she always indulged herself in things about swords and sorcery and the like. World's like the one she played in. "The World" was a very popular game, even those that gave her odd looks or commented about her being a "junky" played it as well. Maybe not as feverently, but a lot of people still played The World.
With a fantasy setting, six classes to choose from, and the freedom to customize your character and do as you like within the game, it instantly hooked anyone who played it for even five minutes. Fields and dungeons had nearly limitless potential with the keyword system that was set up. The World even had custom e-mail to keep in contact with anyone you meet, and had it's own little messaging service in the game via Flash Mail. Recently, The World had also been set up to play in other countries, so you could find yourself partied up with someone far away, like England or America.
The other people didn't really interest her. It was the freedom she enjoyed most. An escape from the ludicrous world she was forced to call home. There she found the strength she had always desired through her alter ego, Tsukasa. She was there to simply be him, not be around others. In this place she had to be around other people.
As if on que, she heard a chair at the table she was sitting at being pulled out.
"Wow, this is a surprise," said the intruder. "I didn't think anyone came to the libraries anymore." Looking up a bit, she saw a male teenager. He appeared to be about her age, brown hair, brown eyes, and a polite smile grazing his boyish features.
She looked back down into her manga, hoping he might leave if she ignored him. She didn't have the confidence Tsukasa did, so her words would be ineffective in this situation.
"Do you mind if I read here too?" he asked. His tone was friendly, but she knew better... "We could keep each other company, if you'd like." She didn't want company but there was really nothing she could do but nod simply. If he just sat there and read, it would be fine.
Hoping against hope that he'd find her boring and leave, she shifted in her chair as he took his seat, placing his own book on the table and opening it up.
Tsukasa, help me...
"Oh," He extended his hand to her, that polite smile still shaped on his lips. "My name is Shinji Uekawa." She looked at the hand for a bit. If she didn't at least make an attempt to be polite, he'd be there even longer. Swallowing, she reached out her own hand, only just barely touching and shaking it before recoiling.
"U-um," she stammered, trying to find the words. "ni-nice to meet you." The first words she had said to another human other than her father and teacher in two months. Damn. She was hoping to break her three month record.
"So, whatcha reading?" he inquired, that same lie of a smile printed on his face.
Without verbally replying, she lifted the book up off the table enough for the cover to show. The boy grinned, something that made her nervous. She waited for him to mock her taste in fantasy, but strangely, it did not come.
"Aqua Knight, eh?" he reached into his backpack and produced another book. Upon inspecting it out of curiosity, she saw that it was of the same title, but with a different picture on the cover and thickness of pages was also different. "This is the second one, have you read it?" She shook her head lightly.
"I-I just got this..." she said almost in one breath, afraid her words would fuel his continued presence. Suprisingly, he offered the book towards her, causing her to scoot back a bit. So much for him finding her boring.
"You can borrow it if you like," he offered. "just bring it back here next week." She looked at the book, a bit taken a back. There was something...some catch. Some hidden intention. There had to be, why else? Did this boy think she wasn't on to his game, that she was stupid?
"T-That's okay..." she managed. He shrugged and put it back in his back pack, placing the one he apparently intended to read on the table, showing her the cover. Zone of the Enders. She blinked.
"Into any of the Z.O.E. media?" She shook her head. "Oh I see, not your kind of thing?" She nodded, her discomfort decreasing a bit, but her instincts still screaming caution. "I like that kind of stuff, Sci-fi, mecha, all that stuff." She fidgeted a bit. Mecha, bleh...well, at least he wasn't one of those Dragonball fanatics. Those people irritated her.
He's still here...why?
"So what are you into?" She wished she could wipe the smile off his face. It wasn't real, it was just for show...she was sure of it.
"U-um, fantasy." She inwardly groaned, wishing that she could at least stop stuttering from her nervousness. She couldn't show any signs of weakness to anyone, even though it was so obvious she was. He nodded at her answer.
"That's cool," he replied. "so you've seen things like Bastard and Star Ocean?" Oh, those were some of her favorites.
"Uh, yeah," she confirmed. "Devil Man, Inuyasha, Legend of Crystals..." He nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, those're really good." He snapped his fingers, which made her jump a bit. "Have you seen Devil Lady?" Oh, the 'sequel' to Devil Man.
"Yeah...I didn't really like it." She took in a deep breath. She could do this. It wasn't so bad talking to him...common interests usually helped her work with some people when the class was assigned group project. And talking to a boy always made her feel she was getting back at her father.
In fact, she ended up talking with him just a few more minutes. It was mostly one-sided, him talking about some games she had played and her nodding or shaking her head in confirmation. He was nice...but part of her kept saying to herself that she'd probably never see this person again. It didn't matter, being alone was preferred and he would only betray her in the end.
It was now that her watch beeped.
Oh no!
"I-I have to go!" she said suddenly, throwing her book into her pack and getting up to leave.
"Wait, could I at least get your e-mail?" he yelled after her. Not really thinking, the young girl reached into her pack and got out a scratch piece of paper and scribbled down her member address for The World on it and left it on the desk, making a sprint for the door.
***
The door flew open as the slender girls form became visible to the older man sitting in the chair. Looking at her father with an apologetic look, she then looked down at her watch.
"Just barely." confirmed her father. She was right on time. She let out a breath of relief. No punishment. He was sober. Her lucky day.
He rose from the chair and walked over to her as she took her shoes off at the entrance. Grabbing her shoulder so she would face him, the teen let out a suprised gasp. He held up a paper with her school's address on it. Her report card.
"What's this C in gym?" he asked, the look in his eyes made her legs weak as she gulped. She never did well in gym as she was no good at anything they did and was taunted by the girls in both the class and in the locker room. She usually got low grades due to taking dress cuts so she wouldn't have to interact with those girls.
"I-I-I..." She searched for an excuse, but could not come up with one. With no excuse, she simply hung her head. No excuse would've worked anyway.
As she expected, the back of the large man's hand made contact with her left cheek, making the bruise that was there from the last time he had hit her sting. It wasn't as bad though, what without the alcohol powering his movements and all
"I better not ever see another C in any class again." He lifted her chin to meet his menacing stare. "Are we clear?" She nodded dumbly, forcing herself not to clench her eyes shut, but blinking to force the tears away. He roughly released her. After bowing apologetically, she went to her room.
She shut the door behind her, leaning back against it once it was closed and silently wept for a minute as she had usually done after something like this. Looking up through her blurry vision, she caught site of her computer. Father was probably already timing her now. Sitting down in her computer chair, she turned on her terminal, waiting impatiently for the system to load up her desktop. Once loaded, the goggles for the game were donned as the teenage player quickly logged in
Login name: Tsukasa Password: *****
Violet eyes opened to see the golden rings descend around him. The quite city of Mac Anu. Small boats drifting down the city channels, the stars had just begun to fill the sky as soft candle light flickered inside the town homes. All of it simulated of course; there was no way inside the houses or to meet the town's people.
Everything here was fake, but sadly it was more real and truthful of itself than the real world was. It was just a game, but everyone knew that. They knew what went on here and everyone helped each other out. True, there were a few who broke the rules of the game. Where there is order, there will always be those seeking to stir chaos.
A tone sounded, alerting her of an incoming Flash Mail. Puzzled, the player read the message. Talora Flash, a Blademaster. "Hey! Get home okay?"
Shoot, I can't believe I gave him my member address...
Having been in a rush, and not thinking straight, the member address made it's way to the boy from earlier. This blademaster was obviously his character. They had talked for a while that afternoon, did he want to talk more now?
"You there?" came another message.
There's no real reason to be mean...I guess...
"I'm here." he sent back. His eyes were closed as he sent the message, as it was with most people in The World. It seemed like communicating telepathically, and that might have been what the programmers were going for.
"Cool, so your a wavemaster, eh?" came another message, accompanied by a soft tone. "I figured you'd be one =)" Tsukasa couldn't help but smirk a bit.
"Well I figured you for one of those stereotypical blademasters."
"Hey, I like my guy =(." Another grin.
"Heh, hurt your feelings? ;-)"
"Haha, your a lot more talkative in game =) Wanna party up and go level up for a bit?" Higher levels meant there were more dungeons that he could explore, and other servers to visit. You could visit other servers if you wanted, but their dungeon levels were really high.
"Maybe, I dunno...I usually come to The World to be alone."
"If you don't wanna, that's ok. I just figured it'd be fun =)"
Amethyst eyes opened slightly as a sigh was released. Fun, huh? Maybe it would be for others, but not to him. Yeah, he was nice and all...but this was the world he cherished for the privacy it offered. But he hadn't really pushed for anything...not even the member address through which they were chatting. He hadn't even asked the player about the bruise left upon her cheek.
"Hey...earlier, you-" Tsukasa stop in mid-sentence and deleted the sentence altogether, instead sending a new one. "Sure, I guess it wouldn't hurt."
"Cool, I'll invite you to my party." Ugh, were there others besides him?
Talora Flash, located currently in Dun Loireag, invites you to his/her party. Accept and warp to location?
Praying there was no one else in his party, the silver haired wavemaster accepted the invite, golden rings surrounding him as he was warped to the mountain-based Root Town.
The quaint mountain top village was a more popular location amongst players of the world. Looking around, the young boy spotted a blue haired, green armored bladmaster approaching him. Looking both him and his equipment over, Tsukasa didn't put the blue haired swordsman as too many levels higher than he himself was
"Ready to go?" he inquired, his voice low and smooth. Tsukasa visibly chuckled as he looked him over again. It was just so funny that he didn't look anything at all like the teenage boy he had met at the library. "What's so funny?" he asked, an eyebrow raised in suspicion.
"Don't worry about." replied the wizard. In The World, it didn't really matter what you looked like. Your character could be you or the person you want to be. And it was obvious that Talora knew who he really was, having met in real life...would he treat him any different in game?
Shaking his head lightly, the wavemaster tried not to think about that. The nagging thought would not be banished that simply, however, as he found his mind now filled with new anxieties.
"Well, lets get goin'!" the cobalt haired swordsman exclaimed, walking past the younger boy towards the Chaos Gate.
The gate lit up as Talora began placing the keywords in. Tsukasa slowly followed him.
Too late to back out now...I've probably only got an hour left anyway. I'll just deal with it till then.
End of Chapter 2
A/N: Wow, that one took me a while. School starting had a lot to do with it. I think I might've moved this one along a little too fast as far as the story I have in mind goes, but a lot of that has to due with the lack of free time I may have to write large story. I'll try to update once per week, so keep an eye out for me!
Chapter 2
Having attained the permission of her father to spend the Saturday afternoon at the library, a Japanese girl sat at a desk that was set up a little further from the other desks. In the near empty library, she quietly read through her graphic novel. Nobody ever came to the library anymore, which was precisely the reason she came here. Most people would've rather read at a coffee house or researched at a tech center. Places that had people.
Supposedly, humans were social creatures. She could see where that was true. School events like dances and sports usually had a big turn out. Personally though, she'd never attended one and never planned too. Usually people did things like that with friends, and making friends at school was a waste of time. What was the point when you most likely wouldn't see them past highschool?
Still reading, her ears picked up on the conversations between the few people in the library. She didn't really mean to, it just happened a lot. People usually thought she wasn't listening, but it was the quietest people who listened the most. It sounded like a mother and child, not far away from her, were arguing.
"But mother, I want to get something from the adult section!" the child whined. "Children's books are so boring." His mother sighed in exasperation.
"Your just too young to read from there," reasoned his mother. "it's good to read at a levels higher than your's, but that's a little much." He did look quite young. Glancing over at him, the young girl didn't give him nine or ten years of age. Judging by the sweater vest he was wearing, it was obvious the child's mother still controlled how he dressed. The child scoffed and crossed his arms
"Yeah, whatever..." Sighing, his mother took hold of his hand and guided him to the library doors.
His mother was concerned for him. Having a mother like that - having a mother at all, did he really appreciate her? The sad part was the answer to that was probably a negative.
You never know a good thing until it gone...
Sighing, the girl returned to her graphic novel. This one happened to be one of her more favorite stories, Aqua Knight. The heroine of the story was a strong woman, even though she was not a full knight, she continued to fight. Combining the fantasy setting with this person that she wanted to be like, it was obviously a series she got into.
Preferring fantasy over more realistic or futuristic animes and manga, she always indulged herself in things about swords and sorcery and the like. World's like the one she played in. "The World" was a very popular game, even those that gave her odd looks or commented about her being a "junky" played it as well. Maybe not as feverently, but a lot of people still played The World.
With a fantasy setting, six classes to choose from, and the freedom to customize your character and do as you like within the game, it instantly hooked anyone who played it for even five minutes. Fields and dungeons had nearly limitless potential with the keyword system that was set up. The World even had custom e-mail to keep in contact with anyone you meet, and had it's own little messaging service in the game via Flash Mail. Recently, The World had also been set up to play in other countries, so you could find yourself partied up with someone far away, like England or America.
The other people didn't really interest her. It was the freedom she enjoyed most. An escape from the ludicrous world she was forced to call home. There she found the strength she had always desired through her alter ego, Tsukasa. She was there to simply be him, not be around others. In this place she had to be around other people.
As if on que, she heard a chair at the table she was sitting at being pulled out.
"Wow, this is a surprise," said the intruder. "I didn't think anyone came to the libraries anymore." Looking up a bit, she saw a male teenager. He appeared to be about her age, brown hair, brown eyes, and a polite smile grazing his boyish features.
She looked back down into her manga, hoping he might leave if she ignored him. She didn't have the confidence Tsukasa did, so her words would be ineffective in this situation.
"Do you mind if I read here too?" he asked. His tone was friendly, but she knew better... "We could keep each other company, if you'd like." She didn't want company but there was really nothing she could do but nod simply. If he just sat there and read, it would be fine.
Hoping against hope that he'd find her boring and leave, she shifted in her chair as he took his seat, placing his own book on the table and opening it up.
Tsukasa, help me...
"Oh," He extended his hand to her, that polite smile still shaped on his lips. "My name is Shinji Uekawa." She looked at the hand for a bit. If she didn't at least make an attempt to be polite, he'd be there even longer. Swallowing, she reached out her own hand, only just barely touching and shaking it before recoiling.
"U-um," she stammered, trying to find the words. "ni-nice to meet you." The first words she had said to another human other than her father and teacher in two months. Damn. She was hoping to break her three month record.
"So, whatcha reading?" he inquired, that same lie of a smile printed on his face.
Without verbally replying, she lifted the book up off the table enough for the cover to show. The boy grinned, something that made her nervous. She waited for him to mock her taste in fantasy, but strangely, it did not come.
"Aqua Knight, eh?" he reached into his backpack and produced another book. Upon inspecting it out of curiosity, she saw that it was of the same title, but with a different picture on the cover and thickness of pages was also different. "This is the second one, have you read it?" She shook her head lightly.
"I-I just got this..." she said almost in one breath, afraid her words would fuel his continued presence. Suprisingly, he offered the book towards her, causing her to scoot back a bit. So much for him finding her boring.
"You can borrow it if you like," he offered. "just bring it back here next week." She looked at the book, a bit taken a back. There was something...some catch. Some hidden intention. There had to be, why else? Did this boy think she wasn't on to his game, that she was stupid?
"T-That's okay..." she managed. He shrugged and put it back in his back pack, placing the one he apparently intended to read on the table, showing her the cover. Zone of the Enders. She blinked.
"Into any of the Z.O.E. media?" She shook her head. "Oh I see, not your kind of thing?" She nodded, her discomfort decreasing a bit, but her instincts still screaming caution. "I like that kind of stuff, Sci-fi, mecha, all that stuff." She fidgeted a bit. Mecha, bleh...well, at least he wasn't one of those Dragonball fanatics. Those people irritated her.
He's still here...why?
"So what are you into?" She wished she could wipe the smile off his face. It wasn't real, it was just for show...she was sure of it.
"U-um, fantasy." She inwardly groaned, wishing that she could at least stop stuttering from her nervousness. She couldn't show any signs of weakness to anyone, even though it was so obvious she was. He nodded at her answer.
"That's cool," he replied. "so you've seen things like Bastard and Star Ocean?" Oh, those were some of her favorites.
"Uh, yeah," she confirmed. "Devil Man, Inuyasha, Legend of Crystals..." He nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, those're really good." He snapped his fingers, which made her jump a bit. "Have you seen Devil Lady?" Oh, the 'sequel' to Devil Man.
"Yeah...I didn't really like it." She took in a deep breath. She could do this. It wasn't so bad talking to him...common interests usually helped her work with some people when the class was assigned group project. And talking to a boy always made her feel she was getting back at her father.
In fact, she ended up talking with him just a few more minutes. It was mostly one-sided, him talking about some games she had played and her nodding or shaking her head in confirmation. He was nice...but part of her kept saying to herself that she'd probably never see this person again. It didn't matter, being alone was preferred and he would only betray her in the end.
It was now that her watch beeped.
Oh no!
"I-I have to go!" she said suddenly, throwing her book into her pack and getting up to leave.
"Wait, could I at least get your e-mail?" he yelled after her. Not really thinking, the young girl reached into her pack and got out a scratch piece of paper and scribbled down her member address for The World on it and left it on the desk, making a sprint for the door.
***
The door flew open as the slender girls form became visible to the older man sitting in the chair. Looking at her father with an apologetic look, she then looked down at her watch.
"Just barely." confirmed her father. She was right on time. She let out a breath of relief. No punishment. He was sober. Her lucky day.
He rose from the chair and walked over to her as she took her shoes off at the entrance. Grabbing her shoulder so she would face him, the teen let out a suprised gasp. He held up a paper with her school's address on it. Her report card.
"What's this C in gym?" he asked, the look in his eyes made her legs weak as she gulped. She never did well in gym as she was no good at anything they did and was taunted by the girls in both the class and in the locker room. She usually got low grades due to taking dress cuts so she wouldn't have to interact with those girls.
"I-I-I..." She searched for an excuse, but could not come up with one. With no excuse, she simply hung her head. No excuse would've worked anyway.
As she expected, the back of the large man's hand made contact with her left cheek, making the bruise that was there from the last time he had hit her sting. It wasn't as bad though, what without the alcohol powering his movements and all
"I better not ever see another C in any class again." He lifted her chin to meet his menacing stare. "Are we clear?" She nodded dumbly, forcing herself not to clench her eyes shut, but blinking to force the tears away. He roughly released her. After bowing apologetically, she went to her room.
She shut the door behind her, leaning back against it once it was closed and silently wept for a minute as she had usually done after something like this. Looking up through her blurry vision, she caught site of her computer. Father was probably already timing her now. Sitting down in her computer chair, she turned on her terminal, waiting impatiently for the system to load up her desktop. Once loaded, the goggles for the game were donned as the teenage player quickly logged in
Login name: Tsukasa Password: *****
Violet eyes opened to see the golden rings descend around him. The quite city of Mac Anu. Small boats drifting down the city channels, the stars had just begun to fill the sky as soft candle light flickered inside the town homes. All of it simulated of course; there was no way inside the houses or to meet the town's people.
Everything here was fake, but sadly it was more real and truthful of itself than the real world was. It was just a game, but everyone knew that. They knew what went on here and everyone helped each other out. True, there were a few who broke the rules of the game. Where there is order, there will always be those seeking to stir chaos.
A tone sounded, alerting her of an incoming Flash Mail. Puzzled, the player read the message. Talora Flash, a Blademaster. "Hey! Get home okay?"
Shoot, I can't believe I gave him my member address...
Having been in a rush, and not thinking straight, the member address made it's way to the boy from earlier. This blademaster was obviously his character. They had talked for a while that afternoon, did he want to talk more now?
"You there?" came another message.
There's no real reason to be mean...I guess...
"I'm here." he sent back. His eyes were closed as he sent the message, as it was with most people in The World. It seemed like communicating telepathically, and that might have been what the programmers were going for.
"Cool, so your a wavemaster, eh?" came another message, accompanied by a soft tone. "I figured you'd be one =)" Tsukasa couldn't help but smirk a bit.
"Well I figured you for one of those stereotypical blademasters."
"Hey, I like my guy =(." Another grin.
"Heh, hurt your feelings? ;-)"
"Haha, your a lot more talkative in game =) Wanna party up and go level up for a bit?" Higher levels meant there were more dungeons that he could explore, and other servers to visit. You could visit other servers if you wanted, but their dungeon levels were really high.
"Maybe, I dunno...I usually come to The World to be alone."
"If you don't wanna, that's ok. I just figured it'd be fun =)"
Amethyst eyes opened slightly as a sigh was released. Fun, huh? Maybe it would be for others, but not to him. Yeah, he was nice and all...but this was the world he cherished for the privacy it offered. But he hadn't really pushed for anything...not even the member address through which they were chatting. He hadn't even asked the player about the bruise left upon her cheek.
"Hey...earlier, you-" Tsukasa stop in mid-sentence and deleted the sentence altogether, instead sending a new one. "Sure, I guess it wouldn't hurt."
"Cool, I'll invite you to my party." Ugh, were there others besides him?
Talora Flash, located currently in Dun Loireag, invites you to his/her party. Accept and warp to location?
Praying there was no one else in his party, the silver haired wavemaster accepted the invite, golden rings surrounding him as he was warped to the mountain-based Root Town.
The quaint mountain top village was a more popular location amongst players of the world. Looking around, the young boy spotted a blue haired, green armored bladmaster approaching him. Looking both him and his equipment over, Tsukasa didn't put the blue haired swordsman as too many levels higher than he himself was
"Ready to go?" he inquired, his voice low and smooth. Tsukasa visibly chuckled as he looked him over again. It was just so funny that he didn't look anything at all like the teenage boy he had met at the library. "What's so funny?" he asked, an eyebrow raised in suspicion.
"Don't worry about." replied the wizard. In The World, it didn't really matter what you looked like. Your character could be you or the person you want to be. And it was obvious that Talora knew who he really was, having met in real life...would he treat him any different in game?
Shaking his head lightly, the wavemaster tried not to think about that. The nagging thought would not be banished that simply, however, as he found his mind now filled with new anxieties.
"Well, lets get goin'!" the cobalt haired swordsman exclaimed, walking past the younger boy towards the Chaos Gate.
The gate lit up as Talora began placing the keywords in. Tsukasa slowly followed him.
Too late to back out now...I've probably only got an hour left anyway. I'll just deal with it till then.
End of Chapter 2
A/N: Wow, that one took me a while. School starting had a lot to do with it. I think I might've moved this one along a little too fast as far as the story I have in mind goes, but a lot of that has to due with the lack of free time I may have to write large story. I'll try to update once per week, so keep an eye out for me!