A/N: Hello!
Here's me writing in a place where anyone RARELY writes! The Frostpunk section!... (at least i THINK so... Don't know.need to check.)
If you lot came and see what interesting (Or downright insulting and unworthy of praise) things I will write! Well, you good sir (or madam. don't know whi might be reading, do we?... Please don't make the helicopter gender joke.) are in luck! for this should be interesting!
(Also, there's currently one of my cats sitting next to me and It's hard to pet them with one hand and writing with the other, especially since I'm not ampidexterous [Was that the right word?])
Anyway, I'm gonna do a bit of a spin on the gamer that. So getting that out of the way, ONTO THE PROLOGUE!... (Was prologue the one that comes before or AFTER the story start?... Shit! It's epilogue! FUCK!)
Prolo- I mean, Epilogue!
Well... This is a predicament...
It seems that I have died. Currently, I am seeing the blackness! (Today, we are live from SPACE! The MOON! -We need a green screen, Gary.- It's just the blackness!... Sorry. Needed to think that reference.)
How did I get here, into this eternal abyss of peacefulness and no worries about the idiotic and ever-changing principals of humanity? Well...
It was a nice day outside, about 22:00 was the time when I decided to have a walk and-
I get up from my bed, muttering "Well, might as well go and have a nice ol' walk. Haven't had one in a while and the time is about right to go and enjoy the outside air."
Yes, I talk to myself a lot, I know.
I open my room door and walk through my small corridor to get to the kitchen.
I grab a cup and turn on the faucet to have some cold water. I wanted to drink.
I gulp down the cup of water, quickly wash it over the faucet and place the cup to dry.
I then walk back to the corridor and put on a jacket I have hanging from the wall. I put on a nice hat and go out to walk in the snow.
I open the door that leads outside and close it behind me. I then walk towards the side of the road and walk towards the railroad.
The railroad is a line that goes by the edge of this town. Trains come and go by this town. Only ones that mainly stop here are the passanger trains. Other than that, nothing.
I walk over the railway by using the crossing on the tracks. I continue walking and walking, 'Till I need to turn right to get to a park.
I sat down on a bench and enjoyed the quietness of this place. It was genuinely nice...
After enjoying the quick break, I decided to head for the town's lake.
I continue walking and walking. I managed to get to a crossroad and-.
*Distant Siren Noise*
Oh, An ambulance or police car is driving in the distance...
Wait...
It's coming closer. I can see a speeding car being chased by the police.
I see the car speeding towards me and all I could think is... "Oh, fuck me, why don't ya-?"
*Crunch* *Thump* *Thump* *Thump*...
"Ah... shit... been hit by a car..." I mutter to myself.
Yeah... I wasn't in a good position.
"Oh! I can see my bones!" I say, seeing some of my ribs sticking out... Yikes.
Well, I got some time to live. Adrenaline is keeping it numb, so...
"FUCK YOU, SHIT HEADS! I'm going to hell, in a hand basket!" I yelled out loud, as I feel myself getting weaker...
Damn... This takes a while... Might as well fucking nap.
And that's how I ended up in this void, abyss, whatever. I died and ended up here...
Well, atleast I can answer the question of if there is an afterlife... I honestly believed that the afterlife would be anywhere you wanted it to be, but I guess I wanted the blackness...
Fucking, boring...
...
Yeah, I got nothing else. It's not like-.
~ Hello! potential user!
The fuck?
You have been chosen out of the many canditates to have an ability called-!
Can I pick a world?
Yes. You can pick a world, but-.
I'm not into RPG games.
Yes, ye-. Wait what?
I'm not into RPG games...
...
Well... This is awkward...
Do you... have any other type of games, or...?
Strategy games. Like "They Are Billions", "Dream engines: Nomad Cities", "Airships: Conquer the skies."
Ah... Hold on, let me talk to the upper management.
...
Well... Okay then...
Could have atleast played some smooth jazz or something to pass the time...
...
I still wonder why most choose to be an over-powered player with good looks and a silver tongue. As in, most gamer fanfiction shit. Did we ever get gamers who were actually weak?... No idea, but you know. Like to think about it.
...
Man, It's boring in this darkness. I wish I could have a boardgame t play, just t pass the ti-.
Right! Sorry! I was talking to the upper management and they said they were okay with it.
Okay with... what?
Giving you a strategic gamer ability that doesn't enhance the players' abilities, of course!
Okay... Can I choose what world I can go to?
Oh, sure! Pick and cho-!
Frostpunk.
-ose your wo-! Wait, what?
[Frostpunk]? As in, the kinda depressing, hard, cold-battling game?
Did I stutter?
B-But... That's boring! Why not choose something more fun?! Like [Fairy Tail, [One Piece, [RWBY, [Touhou Project, [Resident Evil, That one monster encyclopedia thing-!
Could you shut it?! I already chose Frostpunk and I'm keeping with my decision.
But that's BOOOOORING! Why do you pick such a bo-?!
Can't you change how the world works? Like, making a copy, editing the world and making a few adjustments?
I... have never thought about that... Gonna have to speak to upper management again.
Wait, WAIT!...
...
Damn it, they left...
...
FUCKING FANTASTIC! I'm stuck here yet again! Until they bloody come back and-!
Yeah, I figured out how to make it more interesting.
Wait, what?
Basically, I'm gonna let you go to the world of [Frostpunk, BUT!... There will be many differences, changes and... Otherwordly and magical encounters.
Oh, fuck me...
Sending in...
3...
Wait, WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT!
2...
Fuck! No! Please! Hold it!
1...
Oh, fuck you!
Commencing teleportation, have a fun experience!...
*POP*...
...
Good riddance. Hey, Jeff! Was this the last quota for the day?...
...
Cool man. Wanna get some drink?
...
Fuck yeah! Let's get vodka!
Ugh... Fucking... headache...
I slowly open my eyes and... got greeted by a blue box in the darkness... You know, the box glowing and shit?
Hello and welcome to the [Strategic Interface System of Buildings and Resource Management]! or [SISBRM] for short!
Was that supposed to insult me some way?
Now, lets get you started, shall we?
First: The differences between the more RPG oriented Gamer system and this system!
Alright. What's so different?
The difference being that the stats WON'T show you health, level or anything of that nature.
The stats screen opened up, or what I assume was the stats screen before it was changed.
Instead it will show you materials you have available! It is desginated here in this convenient table of contents!
Materials (In universal units)
None!
Well, there is literally nothing there-.
As you can see, There was nothing there! Just emptiness! It only keeps track of materials, either raw or refined! But once you are appointed leader, you will get a counter and you can customize who to consider in what group! (Yes, racism is allowed here, we are giving you freedom.)
Now, that is ALL you need to know about stats!
You also have the ability to [Observe]! But we modified it!
Using the skill, [Observe, now works dofferently! You can use it on anything that is highlighted! But you won't get stats at all! You'll only gain the name, their looks, their current activity, their workplace and some extra info, if it is an important individual (Deemed important by people.)!
That sounds actually really useful, but I'm gonna request the skill [Observe] be renamed to [Inspect].
Now comes the main part! The [Building Screen]! It will show you a list of buildings you are capable of commisioning!
Oh! But we should quickly skimp through this part, So let's add some [music]!
{Play: "Crazy La Paint - Ultimate edition" by Mini Music Man}
Oh, god damn it...
People tab:
Tent - 10 wood cost.
"A tent is a shelter consisting of sheets of fabric or other material draped over, attached to a frame of poles or attached to a supporting rope. While smaller tents may be free-standing or attached to the ground, large tents are usually anchored using guy ropes tied to stakes or tent pegs. First used as portable homes by nomads, and before the New Ice Age tents were often used for recreational camping and as temporary shelters. With so little Resourcesavailable in the beginning, these Tents may be only form of shelter you can proved for your people. While thinly insulated, your people will be able to sleep here at night, instead of on the ground. Just pray that it doesn't become any colder..."
Medical post - 25 wood
"A basic medical station-"
Could you fucking cut it out?! I'll figure out building later, for fuck sake!
{Music stops}
...
Fine. We we will skip the building turtorial... (Prick...)
*Ahem*. As time progresses on your current JOB, you will unlock more buildings and improvements. kind of like a research system.
Oh, and by JOB, we mean the current thing you were set to do, would it be establishing a colony or building a town.
Okay... Seems logical...
Now to go to the character creator! You will be creating how your character looks like!
Alright... Let's see what we have.
(Character Creator)
[Head]
[Torso]
[Arms]
[Legs]
Here you will find the more EXACT customization! (Yes, you DO have an option for clothes.)
Oh, that is really neat! Especially the clothes part!
I quickly got to work on customizing how I look...
*few minutes later...*
Oh, holy god almighty. My character looks like the angriest bastard alive.
Seriously, they got a slightly wide face with a pointy chin, low eyebrows and an overall look of "done with this shit".
If that's the neutral, poker-face, what the fuck is the pissed off expression?
It's like they are done with reality!...
So of course I gave 'em some Muttonchops style beard! You know, beard hair on the side, gets longer near the chin but aren't connected by the chin, but instead by the moustache?
And the hair for the head was the option of... Balding... Why? Why not. It finished the style of "Utterly pissed".
Now, the clothes I had chosen was a nice brown suit with a white accent and a black tie. It came with a complementary pocket watch on chain and monocle!
Then I got black pants for the character. Some nice and classy shoes and... There!
...
It looks like an annoyed rich Englishman with lots of money... *PERFECT*!
With my choices out of the way, I was asled to confirm my character, I pressed yes and- "Woah..." I said, startled by the sudden transition to the character.
I stretched out my arm and to my satisfaction, it's not a ruse!
"Well, this is most satisfactory. I got good looks and all." I say to myself.
Now that you have made your character, we will be sending you to the world of frostpunk! Just before the Great Frost!
(And fair warning, the higher-ups made me mess with the world a bit. so you will encounter unexpected... visitors, sometimes.)
"Wait, what?" I ask, but got interrupted.
Anyway! Toodles! You will be set on a ship towards a Generator site!
"WHAT?!" I yelled out in panic, before I got knocked out by an unknown force.
"Ugh... damn headache..." I mutter.
"Sir, please wake up. I as sent to fetch you, as we will be soon arriving to the site, sir..." I hear a voice say.
"It's Heisenwald. My name is Wilhelm Stud Heisenwald." I say, getting off.
It seems that I have scared the lad a bit, because they stuttered out "S-sorry sir, I-I forgot."
I waved off their concern and said "It's fine. Could you bring me my cane? It's over by the desk." Pointing to the cane next to (presumably) my desk.
The man (More a teenager), wore a typical victorian-era worker attire, their face having a soulpatch and messy hair.
"O-of course, sir." The lad stuttered out and walked towards the desk, picking up the cane and giving it to me.
I take the cane and use it to get myself up. I ask "How long until we get to the site?"
"A-About 10 minutes, s-sir." The lad stuttered out again, clearly afraid of me... Wonder why... (Maybe they are afraid of pissing me off?)
I merely hummed and said "Thank you. You are free to go now." To which they sighed out a "Thank you" and left.
I got myself dressed, putting on the suit and tie, pocketing my watch and monocle and of course, putting on a bowler hat to finish the look.
After setting myself up, I got my flask (I think it's whiskey.) And placed it into my suit pocket.
I walked towards the door of my presumed-to-be cabin and opened it. I moved to the corridor, closed the door behind me and walk towards the deck.
At the end of the corridor, I could see the workers gazing at the sight, where they will be working for the next month and so.
I coughed and said "What do you people think you are doing? Aren't you folks supposed to get yourself ready to pack?... Or have a of you dine that already?"
The workers on the railing turned toward me, some gotten scared by my sudden precense, while others have a general "not caring" attidude.
"Well, we packed about 20 minutes ago." A worker told me, to which I asked "Are the essentials there? Or is it only ones you lot deemed fit?"
This causes some workers to sweat and hurriedly run to their quarters to pack their things.
I shake my head and ealk up to the railing myself, leaning against it and taking a look at the Site... Never bothered reading what the Site name was.
"Well folks. This will be our temporary home for now, until we get the Generator up and running here. Once we manage to do that, we will be payed handsomely for our work." I say outloud, 'causing a crowd of murmurs in agreement.
"Let's just hope we get it done on schedule..." I mutter, only for the few closest workers to hear me.
"We're on a schedule?" A bit-of-a wide man asked, "We came here to have lastin' jobs, not temporary-"
"You, signed your contract, which explicetly stated that this is a temporary job. There was no mention of getting a stable job." I tell the wide-man with an pissed voice, causing them to back down.
"Anyone else have objections and wish to break contract and go home?" I ask, with silence being the answer. "Good. Now get ready to unload your items, we are nearing the site." I tell, which causes all of the workers to get off of the railing and walk towards their quarters, getting ready to unload the needed tools and items...
"This is gonna be a long day..."
A/N: And... Done! Hope you enjoy the prologue! Epilogue! Pro- (FOR FUCK SAKE! I'LL SAY THE INTRO CHAPTER THEN!)
I've been wanting to do this for a while, and this will be a REALLY ambitious project, because this is going to be a crossover! So characters from other media and shit get transported temporarily to this world by accident!
And new hurtles come and go because of it!
Anyway, as always, I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I am improving my stat sheet, so don't worry! (I might publish my sheet for others to use for later.)
I've been ddomster19, or you could just call me Harks, signing off!...
(P.S. I am gonna have to think up of what crossovers to do, and it honestly terrifies me. Also, I wanna see how long it takes for people to notice that this exists.)