Chapter 14: Aftermath I
Burgess, Templarle, Masta Asia, Void, Magna, and Myst were standing together in the clearing, watching other YSBers douse the fire in the Vale. The Rose Duelist had brought with him - though, no one knew how - several barrels of beer. Everyone had some, even though it was tasteless and virtually nonexistent in that world. '
"Look!" Magna was saying. "We get lines!"
"Yeah, instead of that filler paragraph that crammed us all in there," Masta Asia added.
"Hey," came a voice from behind them. Everyone turned. Mild concern was written on their faces. There was a plain man in plain cloak wearing a plain sign with "I'm Plain" written on it. "I happen to think," continued the man, "that you just whine, whine, whine, whine all the time, when Ogor here is doing you a favor in including you in his awesome, A+ fic."
".And who the **** are you?" asked Burgess.
"I'm Shameless Plug," he answered.
Templarle pulled out his gun and repeatedly shot Shameless in the chest. He crumpled to the ground in a pool of blood.
Myst took a sip of her beer. "Nice to meet you."
"Hey Temp," Void complained, "that's my job."
"Darn," Temp said, also sipping from his beer.
***
"So where are we going?" Shivan asked CJay. They were walking through the forest. The burning had stopped and there was no one in sight.
"Somewhere."
"Wow, you're helpful."
"Keep in mind that I can ban you if you piss me off."
"That reminds me: how did you revive me before an hour passed?"
"I happened to be into .hack when I made this system," CJay said. "Every command is in this format: .object//COMMAND. For example, .mod//MODERATE allows a Moderator to change a message. .moderate//DELETE allows a Mod to delete a message. You see?"
".Sure."
"Well, these commands weren't enough. I needed a way to override the system. So, I created the .hack commands. Only an Administrator can access them. They give the power to change anything and everything."
".Great."
"I simply used all of the -"
"That's nice."
"Hey, it was your question."
They exited the forest. Before them was a plane nothing like the YSB. It was an alleyway. On both sides were walls that stretched far into the heavens. They were decorated with odd symbols and sculptures, all finely crafted by skilled hands. The sky was black and angry. Rain poured onto the paved street.
"Where the Hell is this?" Shivan asked, raising his voice to compete with the rain.
"It is where the Meeting will be held."
"The Meeting?"
"Simply continue along this road and you will see what I mean. Now go! I cannot waste all my time with you."
Shivan started to say something but bit his tongue as CJay disappeared into the forest.
Burgess, Templarle, Masta Asia, Void, Magna, and Myst were standing together in the clearing, watching other YSBers douse the fire in the Vale. The Rose Duelist had brought with him - though, no one knew how - several barrels of beer. Everyone had some, even though it was tasteless and virtually nonexistent in that world. '
"Look!" Magna was saying. "We get lines!"
"Yeah, instead of that filler paragraph that crammed us all in there," Masta Asia added.
"Hey," came a voice from behind them. Everyone turned. Mild concern was written on their faces. There was a plain man in plain cloak wearing a plain sign with "I'm Plain" written on it. "I happen to think," continued the man, "that you just whine, whine, whine, whine all the time, when Ogor here is doing you a favor in including you in his awesome, A+ fic."
".And who the **** are you?" asked Burgess.
"I'm Shameless Plug," he answered.
Templarle pulled out his gun and repeatedly shot Shameless in the chest. He crumpled to the ground in a pool of blood.
Myst took a sip of her beer. "Nice to meet you."
"Hey Temp," Void complained, "that's my job."
"Darn," Temp said, also sipping from his beer.
***
"So where are we going?" Shivan asked CJay. They were walking through the forest. The burning had stopped and there was no one in sight.
"Somewhere."
"Wow, you're helpful."
"Keep in mind that I can ban you if you piss me off."
"That reminds me: how did you revive me before an hour passed?"
"I happened to be into .hack when I made this system," CJay said. "Every command is in this format: .object//COMMAND. For example, .mod//MODERATE allows a Moderator to change a message. .moderate//DELETE allows a Mod to delete a message. You see?"
".Sure."
"Well, these commands weren't enough. I needed a way to override the system. So, I created the .hack commands. Only an Administrator can access them. They give the power to change anything and everything."
".Great."
"I simply used all of the -"
"That's nice."
"Hey, it was your question."
They exited the forest. Before them was a plane nothing like the YSB. It was an alleyway. On both sides were walls that stretched far into the heavens. They were decorated with odd symbols and sculptures, all finely crafted by skilled hands. The sky was black and angry. Rain poured onto the paved street.
"Where the Hell is this?" Shivan asked, raising his voice to compete with the rain.
"It is where the Meeting will be held."
"The Meeting?"
"Simply continue along this road and you will see what I mean. Now go! I cannot waste all my time with you."
Shivan started to say something but bit his tongue as CJay disappeared into the forest.