《Odd, How I Got Here》Chapter 8
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"Sni-vy!" [Get some!] Nesia said as she mowed down a group of beetles on Hammerwatch.
"Alright Nesi, there's going to be a secret on that wall there. Smack at the corner there." I told Nesia as she moved her paladin character to said corner and began attacking, showing interest as it cracked more and more till it opened. "Now walk on through."
The room held a trove of gold, enough to get two new abilities or buffs. "Sweet we could now get some things for your paladin." I said with a smile as Elora and Keldra watched rather interested now. I found it interesting that she used one of her vines with such dexterity for the the arrow keys while she used her little hands on the w-a-s-d keys.
I continued to smile as she continued on. I'll make gamers out of these three yet. Heheh.
"You'll always have gaming buddies here then." Psycho said seeing the possibility.
Yeah, now that you point it out. I thought agreeing with a smile forming on my face.
About twenty minutes later she gets swarmed by beetles and the globs from the larva. "Sni..." [Damn...] Neisa sighed.
"Well Keldra, up for a turn?" I said looking at the little shiny. She looked at me in surprise. Then nodded a moment after with a smile, she then came up to the keyboard and tried reaching for the keys but couldn't reach them which she then frowned at the keyboard.
"One sec." I said to her with a index finger up for a moment and dug into the backpack for a controller, which it didn't take long to find a corded one. "Now leeet's do this!" I said in a singsong voice I plugged it into the laptop and went about configuring the controls.
A minute later I placed the controller in front of her with a happy smirk. "That should help." I said then directed the controls of the controller, which was a wired xbox360 controller that had the image of Boba fett's head and sent her off from there. As we watched she came up on a hoard and walked up to it confident. Let's see how well this is going to end. I thought enthused.
This is where we found out she was a good button masher as there was a furious clicking from the controller and a mass of pixelated corpses and insectoid squeals of pain. I looked at the mass with an approving look with a nod. And the tales of of the living meat grinder come'th... I thought enthused.
And thus began the entertainment of the week, them training in the morning then videos, movies and gaming in the night afterwards since the snowstorm just would not relent.
"Damn it damn it damn it damn it-noooooo!" I said in defeat as I was basically fatality-ed against a boss in Terraria as I leaned back onto the bed. "Okay, balls to this..." I said irritated after being killed for the seventh time and leaned back up switching to a new game.
"Man that's a powerful flower." Elora said watching me look through for a different game to try.
"It didn't help that I accidently got Plantera out of his biome. ...And as you saw, he is hell to fight, even with the terra blade." I said irritation still edging my tone.
Then as I was looking, Keldra grabbed my attention with a question.
"Um...Will?-" She began then stopped and as I glanced at her with a raised brow. "What are these people doing in these images?" I gave a quizzical look with a raised eyebrow blinking a few times, I place my keyboard to the side and got up. Okay, what the hell did they find on the net? I thought as I have been teaching Neisa and Keldra on how to use a computer.
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"Snivy sniv." Nesia said tilting her head a little in questioning intrigue. ["Well this is interesting."]
"You know, that might of been a bad idea having them know how to use a computer." Psycho chimed as I came up to the two little pokemon. "And what might be thy-" I stopped mid sentence as I went wide eyed. Well holy hell. Pornhub. Wait, shit! "Okaaay, this is something neither of you need to see!" I said as I closed the tab of porn with Ctrl+W. Thankfully I didn't show them how to get to the history...
"Snivy sniv?"
"Because you're too young for it, plus you'll get viruses on the computer from sites like that." I explained truthfully on both counts. Wait...they could be older...nope. Not chancing them seeing that realm of the internet yet.
"When they have higher mental capacities I take it?" Vlad wondered.
Pretty much. I could only imagine what the kind of shit is on this world's internet. I thought, and with my ever dirty mind...it wasn't too difficult with most of the spectrums considering.
It sometimes surprises me with what comes up...
I pushed the images splurging around my mind to the beaten path I have them go in my mind to focus on this...little happening just now.
Might as well teach them a bit of the dangers. I thought then looked at the two. "Sites like those can break the computers." I explained, not with an irritated tone, but more inclined to educating. "So, don't go on them...there is a large possibility that something could get on it and kill the bloody thing." I continued. Nesia and Keldra both looked at me surprised and said that they won't go on any sites like it again. "Just watch out for sites with xxx among other things in the site name or has the word boobs in it or the like. Got it?" I said to the little snake and psychic pokemon. Last thing I need is explain why the computer has some sort of trojan or something... I thought with disdain to the idea of that happening.
Hopefully this won't happen again...for a good long while. I went back to my computer set up, to continue my search of a game to play that isn't too gory or insanely violent as I past Dying Light. Not scaring their minds yet... I thought with a short mental chuckle. I then saw Risk of Rain. Screw it. I thought and clicked play, grabbing the controller in the process and went about killing more of my time. Though, even on easy...I died in about four minutes in the second level. Why must this game be so goddamn difficult even on easy!!? I thought in irritation. "Master Will, can I have a go?" Elora asked looking up at me from my right side. I looked at her with a raised brow. "Sure..." I said then she transformed into an illusion that could better accommodate with a controller, that illusion being surprising to me to be a Braixen sitting beside me cross legged. I expected this kind of thing since having a zorua, but bloody hell is it...fuck I can't even make a remark about this. Fuck it! We're calling it odd as hell seeing it in person! I thought staring in surprise, Elora then looked at me with an confused look. "Did I transform into something bad?" Elora asked in a worried tone.
Oh shit. I thought with raised brows. "Oh, no no not at all." I assured quickly, trying not to offend the "fire" fox.
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She did a small smile, then looked at the controller in front of her and picked it up. I gave her a quick run down of the button layout on the controller and sent her on her little journey of multiple deaths in Risk of Rain.
Four deaths later a little after the sixteen minute mark...
"Why won't you die big rock thingy!? AHHHH!" Elora said aggravatedly with to me a rather amusing irritated look as she had her character furiously dodge out and shoot at the creatures of the game while doing her damndest to not get hit. She was actually nearly done with the second level to my surprise. She came up to the teleporter and then activated it and began running, which about ten seconds later the fire worm came up. "What the hell is that!?" Elora said in surprise as she dodged out of its path. "That would be the fire worm. Which I have a feeling you're going to die fairly soon." I said foreseeing the potential rage. I then looked at her health bar. Rage in five...four...three...two...aaaaand-
"DAMN IT!" She said dropping the controller as the character was killed...again. Elora then flopped backwards on the bed in defeat. I looked at her with a cheeky smile and a silent chuckle.
"Why is it so hard on easy!? Why!?" Elora complained throwing her arms into the air in exasperation, then dropping them a moment later. "My thoughts exactly. I'd love to know myself." I commented with a faint smirk which spurred her to look at me.
"Roguelikes are infamous for their damnable difficulty." I noted from seeing my share and playing a few.
"I see that now..."
I did a quiet sigh through my nose and looked about for another game to play for the other of us.
Hmm...maybe this then? I thought looking at a game called Distance. I'm not that good, and I really only play it with Jordan, but it wouldn't hurt since it's a multiplayer which has a local play function.
"What about this then?" I asked her as she lifted her head to look at the screen.
"Distance? What's this one supposed to be?" Elora asked curiously.
"Distance is a racing game where your a program speeding about data highways and such." I said explaining a bit.
She still looked at me with a quizzical expression. "Alright then how about I do this, since I'm going to have a hell of a time explaining." I said as I pressed play, several game logos went on then a moment after they stopped and the game loaded in. Twisted Transistor from Korn began to play from the built in make your own playlist.
"Huh, sweet. It actually has my playlist for this, another hassle I don't have to deal with." I noted with a smile while lightly bobbing my head to the song.
"What's this song?" Elora asked curiously as she got back into her sitting position from before.
"Twisted Transistor by Korn!" I said going a little radio show host there.
Elora looked at me with a sort of amused sort of bemused smile.
"That was new." She said with a chuckle.
"So, shall we race then?" I asked with a smile.
"Oh you're on!" Elora said taking it as a challenge while grabbing the controller.
"Alrighty then!" I said ready for this little race.
I then went to the map generator and just typed "things" into the search while adding Elora to the roster and then begun the search. I gave Elora a quick tutorial on the controls and some of the things to expect till the game finally loaded. The cars digitized in, with Elora looking in awe. "Oh that's cool!"
Which something I noticed, the game was at max graphics. I looked with wide eyes with amazement. Oh my god...this laptop is godly... I thought in surprise and joy, then noticed that the game started and went about getting a head start, very shortly after Elora noticed and started after me. I grinned as I managed to bob and weave through the sawblades, lasers, walls, pillars and little blockades. Elora...she didn't do as well. The series of explosions and music spurred the attention of Keldra and Nesia as they came over to investigate.
"Snivy sniv?" [What are you two playing?]
"Distance, cyber racing game. Jesus!" I said as I lept over an obstacle after just nearly smashing into it.
"Oh pretty." Keldra said in awe of the graphics of Distance.
Elora was gaining on me until I jumped off the track and proceeded to fly to the end as I laughed as I heard a growl of irritation. "Yes, yes ,yes...-" I began as the overheating began to get close to making me explode. Another moment later I land back on the track next to the end. "Yes!" I said with a short cackle as I passed with Elora passing about ten seconds later.
"How did you even do that!?" Elora questioned with a note of irritation.
Oh...do I want to be a dick with my answer? Or should I explain it to a degree? I debated for the span of four seconds. Both. Then I smiled cheekily at her. "With, magic!" I said happily with a chuckle from the little irritated look she gave me. "But seriously, there is a way to do that. Basically use the thruster to make you fly."
"Really?"
"Oh entirely."
"Want to go again?" I asked Elora.
She looked at me with narrow eyes. "Bring up the next map." She then look at the screen with a determined face. Lovely, she's going one of the competitive ones. I thought as I looked back at the screen. I just typed in 'sprite' into the search bar and hit enter. In a few moments another map came up. This went on for the next two hours.
The song Toxicity by System of the down came up as I came about lip syncing to it with vigor as I concentrated bobbing and weaving, jumping and dodging obstacles.
Elora was doing a hell of a lot better then we started off. I did a quick look at the clock at the bottom right of the screen. 3:27 pm. Okay then, didn't think it was that time. Feels like it's still noon. I thought as I looked back at the race. "Oh, sheehot!" I said surprised, almost smashing into a sawblade. "Bugger, merde, merda, scheisse cazzo, fick, damn it, crap and oh great mother of fuuuuaahaahaack!" I spat out quickly as I made near miss dodges, not sure how the hell I was doing it, but not questioning or complaining.
"Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!!" My voices chanted as I did the best driving I have ever done in this unforgiving game. Then a moment later Nesia began chanting the same thing as she hopped up and down with each chant then Keldra followed along jumping and chanting with a smile like Nesia. Both jumping after the other, making an adorable cheering display.
Me and Elora had more or less the same thought come through our minds come on, come oooon damn iiiit!
We neared the finish line, but before we were able to go through the home stretch. The spikes that impale the ground above pulled a surprise motherfucker on us. "Oh shit!!"
"Oh crap!"
The swarm of spikes came down randomly stabbing into the ground, almost catching me and Elora multiple times. Before it caught Elora then me, both of us cursing our deaths. I went wide eyed seeing her spawn first. SHIT!! I thought then saw she was having trouble at which I grinned. I spawned a moment later and began to haul ass trying to dodge the spikes in the path. But then to my horror Elora was now getting through. Oh son of a bitch!
Now Elora was sporting a grin of her own as she gained the lead. Damn it all damn it all damn it all damn it alllll! I thought in growing irritation as both me and Elora were forced to slow down to navigate without crashing.
Then the song Getting away with murder by Papa Roach began to play as a somewhat psychotic grin began to splay itself on my face. Daring to go quicker as I lip synched to the song. But...sadly to my dismay, she still somehow made it out before me.
Son of a protestant fuck muffin... I thought in defeat as I finally made it out as she was a couple dozen meters away from the finish.
"Yees!! Hahah suck on that!" Elora said victoriously shooting her arms up into the air in emphasis and flopped backwards on the bed, as Nesia and Keldra cheered.
"Damn you Techamon!! Damn you and your bullshit win! Ahhhh!" Psycho said with what I could describe as friendly kind of irritation.
"Bloody hell." I said quietly with a not so pleased look with a smirk, as I looked at her as my car was digitized then drooped my head for a moment before looking back at the screen, then looked at Elora.
Though, I wasn't as irritated as I could of been as I saw the contagious smile she sported. As I looked, my irritation kind of faded as I looked back at the search screen.
About five intense tracks later and four bullshit tracks of frustration later we finally agreed to stop on Distance. "Uuugh...why must people make tracks like that?" Elora asked with obvious irritation, which I could relate. "Just to be a dick..." I said with a light shake of my head as I looked down with a small sigh. I looked back up on the screen when she commented.
"Seriously?"
"Yes sadly."
"Man, there just has to be people that just have to suck..."
I did a little silent giggle as Psycho chuckled for a few moments. Damn you dirty mind, heheh... I thought. "Just know this in the world of gaming, no matter what game that has multiplayer and a community. There are always people that are going to be an asshole and a douche, who will go out of there way to irritate for no reason on everyone's accord." I said to Elora as a kind of warning of some of the gaming community.
"That is so stupid..."
"You're telling me, I've had to deal with it quite a few times. Kind of one of the reasons why I don't touch multiplayer. Because, people that are assholes, general douche berringtons, over zealous pricks, hackers, squeakers. Among other bullshit... It's pretty much a fifty fifty chance of getting any amount and order of the bad community player aspects depressingly enough." I added, saying from experience. (I don't even dare an attempt of thought with COD. Fuck it's community, I know I'm sounding opinionated, but really I'm not wrong here. It does have a shitty community, enough said.)
"Well that's harsh." Elora said finding it a little hard to believe, but could somewhat understand since her time with me.
"Snivy sniv, snivy sni."
"Yeah, one of the pretty bad communities is call of duty...can be a nice little party game for some of the installments...not much else. Call of duty ghosts for instance. The Cod community is a constant of assholes, over zealous asshats with superiority complexes and...the ever dreaded squeakers..." I said with the last word with disdain.
"With the weirdest obsession of saying they fucked your mom. Seriously, what the fuck. It sounds like they need a good bitch slap from their's to cut that shit." Psycho said, finding it a kind of repulsive kind of irritating.
"Couldn't of said it better." Vlad said agreeing with the gutter minded voice.
"I wouldn't even touch on saying shit like that. And that's saying something!"
God damn, that is. I thought agreeing.
"By the sound of it...that community really does suck. Kind of depressing considering." Keldra said agreeing with my statement.
"And you're not wrong. Hell, I'd rather play with the community of Team Fortress 2 anyday then Cod's." I added.
"Hey, there at least fun with there dickishness." Psycho chimed which I couldn't even argue.
This is very true.
After that I got a text, making Elora jump causing me to laugh for a few moments as I got out my p.g.
"How." Was the only text from Ryan, which confused me.
"What?" I texted back.
About thirty seconds later I got another text from him.
"How the hell did they do that!? How were they able to fucking do that!?"
I then figured out what he was talking about, questioning the abilities of my pokemon.
"The running theory me and Vlad have is that they're _insanely_ rare pokemon of there species and had some sort of evolutionary empowering genes going on. It relatively seems plausible in the realm of considerability." I texted back.
"...That's what you're going with?"
"Unless something else that provides a better understanding of the concept to understand and explain from. Yes."
"Fair enough....Jordan is also wondering how things are going."
"I'm doing decent as well my pokémon. The blizzard is still having a freezing bitch fest. And I've been turning my pokémon into gamers. And showed them some of the internet. They have a few sites that we have in our world...one site that starts with P and ends with a B. Which Nesia and Keldra found...somehow." I sent, which Elora came up to my side and looked on the screen with a tilted head and a curious look.
"Who are you talking to?" She asked as she began reading my long text.
"Ryan." I said as I waited for his reply.
A few moments later Elora asked me a question after reading the long text. "What did Nesia and Keldra find on the computer?"
I gave a nervous look at the screen for a moment. "Ooooh, I'm not tellin. And don't ask them either." I said to the little fox with a tone of finality.
Elora gave a small pout. "Will, what did they find?" Ryan texted back.
"If I told you, you would flip me shit to no end if I did. And try to fuck with me with that information among other things. So yeah, I'm not going to tell you."
Last goddamn thing I need is the friend group fucking with me on that subject...
After a few moments another text came up. "Jordan says he wouldn't put it past me..."
Heh..not the only one then. I thought kind of glad. "Thought so, yeah. It was something I was even surprised of them finding...yeah." I texted back, not knowing what else to really say. Thankfully I didn't get a text back to pester me to explain. I looked back up to the computer screen. "Alrighty then...let's try Ziggurat." I said somewhat quietly as I selected the next game. I looked at the darkened frost covered window. Mentally sighing. Is this bloody storm going to stop?
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