Snyderverse Neptunia Snippets

by Derald Snyder

Snippet 58- Invaded by a Foreign God

Timeline- Shortly after Section 47 of 'Neptunia Guild Files: Fate/book one'.

"Wow, this is a damn impressive set-up," Rider looked around the gaming room of her eldest stepsister Stheno. "I didn't take you for such a hardcore gamer..."

"I mostly play an old MMORPG with voice chat enabled," Stheno explained. "I got started on it as an outlet after getting dumped by so many men... better than drowning my sorrows, if you know what I mean."

"Didn't stop you from lighting up," Euryale gently ribbed.

"Yeah, I can smell the stale smoke in here," Rider grunted.

"I only light up in here if I lose horribly," Stheno sighed. "I mean, I'm not ultra hardcore like that Vert from Leanbox, but I can hold my own well enough." Sitting down at the desk, she woke the PC from sleep mode, three monitors lighting on in front of her. "And I promise I don't laugh like an evil mastermind, either."

"Oh, even back when you bullied me, you chuckled sinisterly at worst," Rider half-snarked, sitting in a chair on her sister's left side, Euryale sitting on Stheno's right. "So what's the premise of this MMO?"

"It's basically a space war between humans and aliens," Stheno elaborated. "I picked the human faction, so my job is defend human space settlements from alien invaders." Booting up the game, she brought up her status screen...

"So you're 'GorgonSister1', huh?" Rider observed. "The 'one' is because you're the oldest, right?"

"Only by a few minutes," Euryale sniffed. "I tried playing this game, but it was too much for me... too many customization options and stuff to keep track of."

"I suppose it's simpler for you to help hunt down criminals as a Guild agent, hmm?" Stheno smirked. "What about you, Medusa? Do you play any games?"

"Eh, I had an old portable gaming system when I was living with Uncle Clyde and Aunt Chrona, but that's pretty much it," Rider shrugged. "I preferred riding my bicycle outside, anyway..."

"You always did love your bikes," Euryale recalled with a smile. She and Rider watched as Stheno's fleet was displayed on screen, represented by 32-bit sprites. "Wow, when you said it was old, you weren't kidding..."

"Yes, but the wide array of customization gives it some staying power even nowadays," Stheno replied. "It's also popular with those who can't afford the latest graphics cards and whatnot- less strain on the system."

"Makes sense," Rider nodded. "Pretty good sprite work, though- I might've been interested in trying it if I had a gaming PC..."

"That's what drew me in," Stheno concurred. Suddenly, an alarm blared from the PC's speakers as 'INVASION' popped up on the middle screen, with a username displayed beneath... "Wha... OH NO! Not her! Anyone but her!" the older twin cried in distress.

(Music- 'Splash', Hyperdimension Neptunia Re;Birth 1)

"Who?" Rider leaned in to get a better look. "'UltraForeignGod25'? What, is she a pro?"

"Only one of the absolute best players on the alien side!" Stheno grunted, her fingers typing frantically at the keyboard. "Battle stations, fleet! Protect the colony at all costs!"

"Ahahahahaha!" a voice laughed from the speakers. "Tremble in terror, for I, the Ultra Foreign God, have descended to reduce your civilization to ashes!"

"I'm not going down without a fight!" Stheno vowed as the game shifted to battle mode, her fleet appearing on the left monitor while her opponent's alien fleet materialized on the right monitor!

"What the..." Euryale's eyes nearly bugged out of her head upon seeing the sheer size of some of the alien ships. "That's- there are ships that big?!"

"Yeah, but you need a ton of resources to even build one!" Stheno growled. "That alone tells you how hardcore this lady is!"

"Well, good luck," Rider said with no enthusiasm.

"Ahahahahaaaaa! No amount of luck will save this puny fleet!" UltraForeignGod25 boasted. "Prepare for total obliteration!"

*A few minutes later...*

"Dammit..." Stheno mumbled with her head bowed, the center screen showing the burning remains of the human settlement; 'YOU LOSE' imposed over the red sky. A results screen then popped up, showing items and resources that had been stolen by the enemy.

"Wow, you got owned pretty bad," Euryale commented grimly.

"No kidding," Rider nodded in agreement. "You only took down a few smaller ships..."

"AHAHAHAHAHAAAA! To the victor go the spoils! And that victor is ME, the Ultra Foreign God! Better luck next time, you puny petri dish bacteria!" With that, 'UltraForeignGod25 has left the battle' was displayed over the results screen.

"What a ham," Euryale noted.

"Rub my face in it, why don't you... sorry, Sharon," Stheno apologized as she pulled out a cigarette and lit up, taking a deep drag.

"Can't really blame you," Rider shrugged. "But... that woman's voice, I swear it sounds familiar somehow..." Thinking for a minute, she shook her head... "Nahh, it couldn't be her, she's way too straight-laced for that. Not to mention a workaholic..."

"One of your co-workers?" Euryale assumed.

"Something like that. Anyway, I'm heading back downstairs, so I don't have to deal with this smell..." She waved at the cloud of smoke that now hung over Stheno's head.

"Yeah, me too," Euryale concurred, getting up and following her sister out the door.

*Meanwhile...*

"Phew... that's enough for today," Olga Marie Animusphere sighed as she logged out. "Feels good to just cut loose with the ham every once in a while, though..." Clicking back over to her e-mail program, turned around to look at the piles of paperwork around her desk. Though IF had cut them down somewhat, they still taunted her silently... "I swear, if anyone ever finds out the real reason I can never catch up on paperwork, I would just die of embarrassment..."

And so Olga reluctantly began to fill out the legal forms and whatnot once again...

*Snippet 58- End*

A/N: Bet you didn't see that coming... seems the guild's deputy director isn't as 'above it all' as she presents herself. ;-P