== Twins: Be relevant again
Now, that's a rude way to bring these two back into the story. Try it again, nicely. We have to be polite if we're taking the focus away from the point in the story people actually want to read.
== Narrator: Go fuck yourself
No need to be a dick about it. I am the goddamn narrator and I deserve some respect in this place! Every day, it's like I'm the freaking Meg of this studio. I'm just as important as you! Hell, moreso!
== Narrator: Shut the fuck up and ready the story
You know, you don't get paid extra for being an asshole, right? That seems like a thing you should know. Now are you going to be nice, or are we cutting this chapter short until you do? Wha-hey, where are you going? Dude. Dude, you can't just leave like this! You can't leave me with this and expect me to do everything! Alex? Alex! Uhh... Ok, I guess I'm doing this by myself this week.
After being away for so long, you are now once again the twins, Ridams and Yttrim. Ridams is currently reading into his book of Eldritch stories and historia, and Yttrim is writing down their next few DnD sessions, despite the two not finishing the past twelve she's made. So far, she's gotten no where but still pushes on. Ridams, on the other hand, was getting to one of the points that fascinated him the most: Grimdark possession. Now, let's pick one to focus on... Yttrim, she's a fan favorite! Right? Oh right, he left... dammit, I'm so lonely.
You are now the female of the twins, Yttrim. Much against Ridams advice, you are currently writing a new session of DnD. Like usual, it follows your normal storyline. You shall start at the entrance of a large forest filled with... let's say just a few monsters, maybe just four or five, to get you going. It has to have a scripted moment here for suspense and actions sake. Ok, something scripted and actiony... Bandit camp found at the base of a giant, hollow tree. That's good place to start! At least, that's what you thought until Ridams looks over and scoffs, obviously annoyed with you doing something with absolutely no point.
Ridams: seriiouslly?
Ridams: bandiitt camps
Ridams: iitts lliike you dontt even ttry anymore
Yttrim: Wha-?
Yttrim: Of course I do!
Yttrim: I jus- can'- s-ar- -ese very well.
Ridams: you know
Ridams: maybe we shoulld work on fiiniishiing tthe sessiions we allready have
Ridams: and nott work on a new one we botth know wellll never do
Yttrim: Hey, a- leas- I'm doing some-hing.
Ridams: iim doiing sometthiing
Yttrim: You're reading a s-upid book on Grimdark s-uff.
Ridams: iitts calllled
Ridams: elldriittch hiisttory and lledgends!
Ridams: haviing readiing tthese ffor who knows how many sweeps
Ridams: iid assume youd care enough tto remember whatt iitts calllled
Yttrim: You're dyslexic!
Yttrim: You don'- even know wha- -he damn -hing says!
Ridams: yes ii do and no iim nott!
Ridams: ii am onlly slliighttlly readiing iimpared tthank you very much
Ridams: diipshiitt
Yttrim: Oh, really now?
Yttrim: -hen please, wha- does -his sen-ence say?
You point to a small part of a paragraph and wait. Ridams squints and reads, before slowly speakng the line.
Ridams: 'Wiitth tthe riise off tthe dou off dark and lliightt, shallll alltter tthe siides off eiitther good or eviill. Whiille one shallll sttand, tthe otthe shallll ffallll, lleadiing tto tthe end no matttter whatt.'
You look down and... holy shit, he was right. Rise of dark and light, good or evil will fall, end no matter what. Maybe he wasn't as dyslexic as you thought? No, this is different from his normal reading... He'd butcher that horribly if he was reading normally. Maybe you should look more into these Grimdark whatevers.
Yttrim: How did you...
Ridams: ii ttolld you ii wasntt dysllexiic
Yttrim: ...Well, ok, I suppose I owe you an apology.
Yttrim: I'm sorry abou- -ha-.
Ridams: damn riightt you are
Ridams: now gett back tto your
Ridams: acttualllly no
Ridams: do sometthiing besiides sometthing wellll never do ok?
You groan and turn back to your session. You don't want to admit it, but he was right. You two are never going to do anything with this, and honestly a little preparation never killed anyone. And what better way to prepare than talk to someone that's already in the midst of the shit! You take out and roll the D-20 Modus to obtain your husktop. Unfortunately, instead of the husktop you got your mobile game device. Not exactly what you needed, but what the hell might as well keep it out.
Ridams: good job tthere
Yttrim: Shu- up.
You take out the D-20 and roll again, getting lucky this time and obtaining your husktop. Twice is good enough for you. Now, let's see here... who would be in the game right now? Let's see, Jazz was the first one to go in, so obviously she's in right now. Maybe Saylen? Those two are pretty fast with this stuff. Mistuo? No, no, even you won't jump to that so fast. If anything he's asleep, writing, or watching a movie. Maybe poetry. He has some pretty nice poetry for a recluse. Would Vlad be a good choice? I mean, Firyut did say he was going last, but he's smart. So, Jazz would most likely be the best choice to talk to about this. At least, she would if someone else wasn't already contacting you. Who is this? historicalDefender? Cool name, but not someone you know. Might as well.
historicalDefender [HD] has begun pestering hospitbleSecondary [HS]
HS: Uh, hello?
HD: DO NOT
HD: FOR FUCKS SAKE
HD: LET RIDAMS
HD: READ THAT FUCKING BOOK!
HD: sorry about that.
HS: Wai-, wha- now?
HS: Who are you?
HD: future Jazz.
HS: Alrigh- -hen.
HS: I'm jus- gonna say I believe -ha-.
HS: Despi-e how comple-ely idio-ic i- sounds.
HS: Wha- abou- Ridams no- reading his book?
HD: believe me, it will fuck everything.
HD: and fuck it up horribly.
HD: hell, don't even let him have it.
HD: in the vicinity of it.
HD: just get rid of it.
HS: Ok, any-hing else?
HD: toss your candy.
HS: Nope.
HD: wait what now?
HS: Don'- care, no- -ossing -he candy.
HD: you are aware i'm giving you advice on how not to fuck everything over, right?
HS: I'm no- -elling you -o -oss -ha- s-upid anime crap, am I?
HS: And I'm no- going -o -ss some-hing I like.
HD: holy shit, every version of you is extremely stubborn.
HS: Mus- be a his-orical cons-an-.
HD: well, more universal constant
HS: How so?
HS: Wai-, le- me guess!
HS: You're from -he fu-ure, bu- a fu-ure of a differen- universe where -hings happened differen-ly?
HD: uh, yeah
HD: how'd you know?
HS: Well, every-hing was kinda already -here?
HS: I don'- know, a guess!
HD: and a smart ass.
HD: ah, this is why i hate you.
HS: Excuse me?
HD: infinite timelines, got black with you
HD: your me probably won't but who knows.
HS: I'll keep my eye for any-hing black.
HS: Hey, you mind helping me ac-ually?
HS: How can I prepare for wha- I'm abou- -o go in-o?
HD: get ready for a lot of confusing ass shit.
HD: also, get some stuff ready to combine.
HD: weapons, computer, something to climb to the gates, just a lot of stuff really
HD: maybe a new outfit.
HS: Alrigh- -hen.
HS: Wha- kind of weapons?
HD: i don't know, something that can kill faster than your sword!
HD: or something cooler looking.
HD: whatever you prefer of course.
HS: Huh, nea-o.
HS: Any-hing else?
HD: just one thing.
HD: do not
HD: let Ridams
HD: continue READING THAT FUCKING BOOK!
HD: ah shit
HD: fuck i have to go
HD: remember what i said!
historicalDefender [HD] has ceased pestering hospitibleSecondary [HS]
Well, that was... something. Something actually a little important really. But, that isn't top priotiy of the moment. You look over at your twin and his book. He catches you looking and turns to you, lowering the book.
Ridams: whatt?
You don't say anything but look at the book. You just reach over and slap it out of his hand, which was pretty easy for you. Thankfully, Ridams got the non-dominant hand of the body so hitting the book took literally nothing. He jumps and looks down, obviously getting a little irritated.
Yttrim: Yeah, don'- read -ha- anymore.
Yttrim: Sorry, bu- seriously.
Yttrim: Don'-.
Ridams doesn't even acknowledge you. Instead, he leans down and picks up the book and sits back up.
Ridams: allriightt, expllaiin
Ridams: now
Yttrim: I kinda jus- -alked -o Jazz-
Ridams: oh dear gog
Yttrim: Bu-
Ridams: oh greatt ttheres a butt
Yttrim: Bu- she was like a fu-ure version or al-erna-e universe version?
Yttrim: Ei-her way, she -old me -o make sure you don'- read -ha- book.
Yttrim: And for me -o -oss my candy.
Ridams: and are you goiing tto do tthatt?
Yttrim: Uhh...
Ridams: so iim nott ttossiing my book
Yttrim: Bu- Jazz said i- fucks up shi- in -he fu-ure!
Ridams: apparenttlly so does your candy butt you arentt gettttiing riid of tthatt are you?
Yttrim: ...Ok, look, we'll figure i- ou-.
Yttrim: Jus-, no- for -he -ime being, ok?
Ridams: oh my gog you arentt goiing tto shutt up aboutt iitt are you?
Yttrin: Probably no-.
Ridams: ugh ffiine
Ridams: iillll putt iitt down unttiill we entter tthe game
Ridams: allriightt?
Yttrim: -ha- ac-ually sounds like a -errible idea, bu- fine.
Yttrim: Al-hough, I'm pre-y sure -he game has some-hing -o do wi-h -he shi- going bad wi-h our s-uff.
Ridams: yeah wellll shutt up
RIdams: whatt now siince ii dontt have my fuckiing book?
Yttrim: ...We have our sessions we never finished?
Ridams: oh yeah
Ridams: sure whatt tthe hellll
== Twins: Return to your DnD session
Oh shit, Alex! You're back. I was hoping you'd come back.
== Narrator: Shut the hell up and read the script
Sorry, right. *Ahem* The two of you return to your large table and sit down, picking up where you left off. Set up on each end of the table as best you could you take your players, the Rogue for Ridams and Knight for Yttrim. Wow, that's the worst case of subtle foreshadowing I've ever seen. Why not just tell everyone their Aspects too? Wait, what? Might as well? Holy shit, no! I don't care, my pay sucks anyways, I'm not just giving that out until it actually comes into play, ok? Christ. Ok, you know what? This has just been an annoying endeavor, I'm calling today. Sorry everybody. I hate talking chapters anyway, this goes for another thirty lines. Next week better be a super narrative chapter or I will burn this place to the ground. Wait, it's still on?