Dirk & Auto-Responder: Trope- Platforming Pocket Pal
LAVG can be a bit more intense than it's cousin LARP. Live Action Video Gaming tends to only be as in depth and creative as its creator, and Dirk is masterful at everything he does. The world he creates is a rolling paradise of hills and mountains, lakes, and quaint towns on the banks of lazy rivers. AR couldn't help himself…he hacked himself in.
"Don't you think it's a little weird that you made yourself an incredibly sexy, aged up avatar, considering that you actually have the bedroom appeal of a pre-pubescent, acne-riddled preteen?"
"Oh my God, AR." Dirk shrieked, voice still as high pitched as it was in the real world. "You hacked my game!" He accused, artificially broadened shoulders hunching as he crossed his beefy arms. The shades are still there, but the hair is lighter, the skin darker, and the muscles outrageous. AR imagined there might be a budding sexuality hidden in the code that designed that particular combination of traits, but since he was a robot (and thus asexual by default, discounting his dirty sense of humor) he didn't really care.
"Of course I did." AR responded, still fidgeting with his own physical representative's coding. "I'll be your guide, your intrepid sidekick, even. It'll be "the tits," Dirk." AR finally settled on a humanoid form, but gave him a mottled circuit-y skin, all red and silver and black. He let his eyes stay luminescent red, and gave himself a hairstyle reminiscent of Dirk's IRL one. "How do I look?" Came AR's voice, suddenly mechanical.
"I can be the ghost of your mentor, inhabiting this cool almost-flesh-bot."
"Oh. Hell. No." Dirk said adamantly, stomping his foot in a fit of childish anger. "You can't stay in here with me, AR."
"But then who's going to help you get through the lava maps? Or what about the raging river level? I mean I'd hate for you to die before you can rescue Princess Jake!" AR states innocently. The AI's avatar pouts, face frozen in an expression of trepidation and concern.
Dirk stares at AR hard, trying very hard not to lose his temper. "You messed with the programming." AR smirks back, very obviously not at all sorry. "Fine, whatever. You can be the Navi to my Link then." He grudgingly admits, all tense lines and stiff-backed resistance.
"Hey, man. As long as you Listen! I mean, so you can Watch Out, for all the Danger I'll be warning you about."
"Oh my God, AR. Just shut up."