(A/N: Hello! Poaling12 here! I was just playing "Aground" when I thought "This game is great, how is there not fanfiction of it yet?!" And so, here I am, kicking off the Aground Game category for ! Once I figure out how to do that, that is… So until then, this will be temporarily (hopefully) located in the Misc. Games section.
Also, If you do not want to see gameplay Spoilers for Aground, then I should warn you, this WILL have those, inevitably!
Anyways, let's get the Disclaimers out of the way so we can begin!
The game "Aground" is the legal property of the creative geniuses at Fancy Fish Games. I only own this fanfic plot and any OC's.)
"External Speech."
'Internal Speech/Thoughts/Commands.'
Gamer System
"ᛞᚱᚨᚲᚺᛖᚾᚴᛚᚨᚢᛖ (Drachenklaue)." - "Untranslated (Translated)."
'Telepathy.'
The first thing he was aware of was being deep underwater.
Frantic, he turned towards what he hoped was the direction of the surface, seeing a faint light above.
His lungs already about ready to burst, he kicked and climbed - much to the apparent displeasure of his aching muscles - through the freezing water as he saw various shapes splash and sink around him.
Bursting through the surface, he gasped and spluttered as he was met with cold rain and hail.
A flash of lightning illuminated something floating amidst the stormy waves.
'My lifepod… or what's left of it…'
Kicking and fighting to keep his head above water, he hurried and clung onto his newfound lifeline. To his immense relief, the damaged lifepod kept afloat even with his added weight, giving his weary muscles a chance to rest, and his mind a chance to think.
'... Land… I need to find dry land…'
Wiping his soaked, dark blonde hair out of his face, dark blue eyes squinted against the torrent of rain. In the distance, he could make out a shape above the water.
Having no other hope of survival, he kicked his legs to propel himself and his improvised boey towards the shape.
After what seemed like hours, he could make out mountains, and trees.
A wave threw him off of the lifepod, which vanished among the waves seconds later, but the shore was in sight.
Muscles running on adrenaline, he was barely able to pull himself up onto the solid shore.
No longer in danger of drowning, he simply lay for a minute.
'So cold… and tired…' He winced against the cold seeping through his soaked clothing - consisting of a red sweater and grey-purple sweatpants, the best clothing he was able to throw on before launching.
His muscles protesting - yet again - he pushed himself to his feet. 'I need shelter, but there's nothing around here but fallen branches!'
Then, he thought he saw a holographic screen flicker into his vision.
Stats System Installation Complete!
Equipment System Installation Complete!
Quests System Installation Complete!
Crafting System Installation Complete!
Achievements System Installation Complete!
Inventory System Downloading...
Omni-Directional Vision Systems Downloading…
Ambient-Soundtrack Systems Downloading...
Vital Gamer Systems Running at: Acceptable Parameters
Secondary Systems Pending Download Completion...
Beginning System Tutorial Download...
'I must be hallucinating…' Ignoring the decided-figment, he stumbled further inland, before stooping down to pick up a pair of good-sized branches.
'Maybe I can make a lean-to… it's better than nothing…'
New Item: Wood
Weight: 3
A flash of lightning illuminated something a-ways in front of him - a structure of some sort.
Urging himself to keep going, he made his way towards what appeared to be a dome-shaped framework, picking up three more branches along the way.
'I can barely hold all this Wood! It'll take more Stamina to move now, but I can't stop here, I need shelter!'
Finally, he shakily stood in front of what he prayed was a potential shelter.
'What is this structure? It looks like someone stopped in the middle of making a shelter. I bet I could finish it with 8 Wood.'
He stopped, perplexed at the wording of his own thoughts.
'How did I know how much Wood I would need?'
New Quest!
Repair the incomplete Hut to shelter from the storm.
- Requirements -
Wood 5/8
[Accept] [Reject]
He shook his head. 'Hallucinations or not, I don't have any choice but to try and finish it. It's Do-or-Die.'
He dropped the four branches he was carrying against the side of the unfinished Hut, his arms figuratively sighing in relief. 'If my hallucinations are correct, I just need 3 more to finish it!'
Peering through the storm, lightning illuminated something running past a scattered cluster of branches under a tree.
'I hope that was just a rat, I'm easy prey with how weak I am now!'
He tiredly marched over, picking up the branches as he already saw more revealed by the lightning.
'2… and… 3!'
Already feeling hypothermia taking its toll, he hurried as fast as his aching body allowed with the branches, before quickly setting to finishing the assembly of the shelter's roof, too tired to question how his body knew how to finish the building.
Achievement: Shelter
Repair the Hut
Relieved at being out of the rain, he quickly lit a fire in the centre of the ground, sighing at the warmth it brought.
'Not bad at all… I wonder who began building this structure… and why they stopped. It looks pretty recent…'
Then, he distinctly heard something thud outside.
"Help… please… shelter…" He heard a voice weakly plead.
'Someone is outside! Can I trust them?'
He shook his head. 'What am I saying?! I can't just leave someone to die out there!'
Forcing himself back to his feet, he looked around from the doorway, before his focus settled on a humanoid form collapsed on the ground.
It was all his abused body could do to drag the near-dead body inside before he collapsed against the wall, utterly and truly spent.
The man he'd just rescued had off-white hair, a beard, and a brown leather vest.
'Please be alive…' Thankfully, the man groaned before pushing himself upright and opening his lime-green eyes.
"Thank you. I owe you my life. I had all but given up hope - I was too tired and hungry to finish this shelter. But what do we do now?"
He smiled, relieved. "For now, we stay warm and dry."
The man reached into his vest and pulled out what looked like a leg of ham, taking a bite out of it, before offering it to him. "But what about after that? How will we survive on this deserted island?"
The man sighed, despairingly. "Is there even any point? We're stuck here, there's no going back."
Taking a bite out of the meat before handing it back, he gave the man a pat on the back. "At least we can try. Maybe life here won't be as bad as you think it will."
The man bit off another chunk of meat, swallowed, then held out his hand. "By the way, my name's Robert, but my friends call me Bob."
Bob chuckled, reminiscently. "Yep, Bob the Builder, that's me."
He chuckled, before shaking Bob's hand.
"Nice to meet you, Bob! My name's Anthony!"
Name: Anthony
Level: 1
EXP: 0/20
Health: 50/50
Stamina: 200/200
Attack: -
Defense: -
Weight: 5/50
Skill Points: [0/0]
Achievements: 1
Equipment:
Dominant Hand: [None]
Offhand: [None]
Armor: [None] {None}
Headgear: [None] {None}
Backpack: [None] {None}
Familiar: [None]
(A/N: Alright, this is the very first published chapter of the very first published Aground fanfic (that I'm aware of)! If any of you know how to send a request to Fanfiction-dot-net to add a new fanfic category for Aground, please let me know!
Anyways, just going to tell you folks right now…
This story is not going to follow the original game exactly; I'm planning on a few major plot changes!
Also, if you want an exact picture of what Anthony looks like, go to the game, Aground (either the online Demo or the full version Purchase), and input the following in the character creation:
Skin Color: 3
Hair Color: Dark Blond
Hair Style: 1
Facial Hair: None
Eye Color: Dark Blue
Shirt Color: Red
Shirt Style: Closed
Pant Color: Purple
That should give a good idea for the general appearance!
Anyways, please Follow, Favorite, Review, PM, keep the profanity to a minimum, and…
I'll see you in the Games!
-poaling12