Gooblefly

Brave New World [Gooble 'n' MidnightRose]

West was honestly relieved when the girl, Brielle, started following him. After getting this far, he didn't want her blood on his hands.
"I'm pretty sure everyone is scared." He mumbled, stating the obvious "Keep a level head. It's dangerous otherwise." As he walked, West was certain something about the forest felt... Different. The path twisted and bent in the same way, but the trees felt different. He told himself that it was due to the face that he was approaching them from a different angle, that he was more level headed and therefore less scared, but he was still more cautious with where he stepped.

The two of them had traveled deeper into the forest than West had first realized, the adrenaline had pushed them to run pretty far into the treeline, with no sign of any other players around them. Or so, that's what West had believed. As they turned a bend in the road, West suddenly took a step backwards, walking right into Brielle and blocking her path.
"Someone up ahead." He murmured, raising a finger to his lips. He could just hear the young man sobbing softly to himself, obviously distraught from the events of the square. West wondered quite how bad things were in the town, if people had taken arms up against one another in panic. He wondered if anyone had died yet.

"I think he's okay. If we calmly walk past him we can..." West was interrupted by a sudden, piercing shriek coming from the clearing ahead, followed by a sound West had never heard before, an odd tearing noise followed by the sound of cracking glass. He peered around and was met by the grizzly sight of the boy he had seen standing, a strange crack along his face and an abnormally large stinger lodged in his chest. West could see his health bar, glowing green above his head as it slowly ticked away and then vanished. The crack started to grow, and suddenly the boy looked up, locking eyes with West. He opened his mouth to say something but as suddenly as it had all began, the boy shattered into small, crystal like shards and floated away into nothingness.

West stood, jaw slightly agape, unbelieving of what he had just seen. He wanted to scream, he wanted to cry but he knew he didn't have time for that. As the floating shards dissipated, from behind where the boy had been standing stood a large yellow insect, larger than West had ever seen before. The beast locked it's large, orb like eyes with West and took flight, hovering slightly in the air. West started to crunch numbers in his head, the distance between them, how easily the creature had killed the other boy and the nature of wasps. He swallowed, his palms sweating and his arms numb as he pulled the sword from its sheathe.
"We have to fight it. There's no other way." He mumbled to Brielle "We won't be able to get past it, and if we ignore it it'll call for help and more of them will come. If we can't fight one, there's no way we can fight a whole swarm." The beast floated a little closer, West took a step towards it, blade pointed at the creature. The only way out of the woods West knew was through this creature, he had won harder battles before but never had his life been on the line. It was really now or never.

Pokemon Ranch [AlterEgo 'n' Gooblefly]

Scammed. West was starting to come to that conclusion himself, but hearing this person had her own copy of the documents cemented it. This day could not possibly get any worse for West, already he had had his rest interrupted twice, but now he discovered he was going to have to share this place with some total, and sickeningly optimistic, person and her Pokemon. He closed his eyes and too a deep breath, searching for any alternative he could think of. His only conclusion was it was between this and going back to live with his mother. Whilst this girls good moods were already starting to irk West, his mother had spent most of her savings on this place and if he showed up on her doorstep and told her it was a all a scam, it would kill her. There was a lot about this situation that West didn't like, but he couldn't see a way out of it.

"I don't have much of a choice." West grumbled, falling back into his chair, one of the few good things about this situation he could find "I don't have anywhere else to go, and it doesn't look like you're leaving any time soon." This was already turning into more effort than it was worth, West really hadn't planned on putting on any sort of happy guise this evening and the whole situation was over his head. This was as close to a living nightmare as West could possibly get. He couldn't think of one thing that would make this situation worse.

And then it clicked into his mind and he groaned
"This place..." He waved his arms at the building they were standing in "It's only really built for one... One bathroom, one kitchen and worst of all, one bloody bedroom with one bloody bed." He laughed, the whole thing was simply getting crazier which only served to make West angrier "And, I having slept in at least a day, no thanks to you. This is all just one, great big mess."

Brave New World [Gooble 'n' MidnightRose]

The second the girl drew her staff, West's mind turned on. He forgot everything about the death game, and drew his sword on the girl, knocking the staff aside and pointing the blade at her. THey stood in silence, weapons pointed at one another for a brief second, before West realized quite what was happening. He had played so many games where meeting another player meant the two would have to fight, and normally West would be perfectly okay with dueling another person, but this was different. If the two of them fought, only one of them would leave. If he committed to this fight, then one of them would actually die.

He stared into his opponents eyes, summing up this girl. She was scared, like him, he could see it in her. While his own eyes showed little emotion, his hands trembled beneath the weight of his sword.
"I didn't come to fight. I came to help." He spoke calmly and slowly, looking the girl in the eyes as he slowly moved his hand away and sheathed his sword. "M-my name is West... I mean, Lutwin. Fuck, I don't know" He laughed slightly, out of nervousness more than anything else "It's uh, this place is full of wasps, they can be quite tough... I saw you come in. It's dangerous." He stammered, his words were quiet, totally unused to talking to anyone.

After he said his piece, he was suddenly aware of his surroundings again and placed his hand back on the hilt of his sword. this was still a game, he couldn't forget where he was. He listened carefully to his surroundings, the place was practically alive with buzzing. If the two of them weren't careful, the game would be over for them before it even really began.
"Listen, I'd really feel better if we continued this conversation outside the forest." He mumbled, turning and starting to walk slowly away, beckoning her to follow.

The Road to graduation [Gooblefly 'n' Kathia]

West took a deep breath, in through the nose and out through the mouth, just like his mother had taught him and took a step inside. The world exploded into life, people moving this way and that carrying bags, crying parents saying goodbye to their children for the last time as they begin their voyage into the big, bad world. West walked by himself, a bag strung over his shoulder, looking at his feet as to avoid eye contact. As he walked, he remembered his mother's farewell as she stood at the terminal at Edinburgh, saying,
"Apply yourself sweetie. Everything will be okay. Have fun." The exact same three things she had been telling him for as long as he could remember. He had tried each item on the list hundreds of times each, none of them seemed to bring him anything that even slightly resembled happiness. Now, here he was in America, the latest stop on his quest for happiness. He had been everywhere in Scotland, traveled to every town, visited every bar and club, screwed so many guys and girls that he had lost count and none of it had made the world any brighter. America, that's where they all went in the films, there had to be something here that would make life worth living again.

By some miracle, West made it up to his room without making eye contact with anyone else in the building. He was up on the top floor, which was perfect for him. Being at the top of a building like this means no-one is just 'passing through'. People would only come up here if they had a reason to be there, which suited him just fine. At this exact instance, he wanted to be alone. He opened the door to his room clumsily, almost dropping his bag in the process and opened it to find exactly what he had expected. The room was bland and resembled a prison cell, just with a little more room. There was a pair of beds, a couple of cupboards and desks and not much else. It was pretty much exactly what West expected, given his prior experiences with university accommodations. He took a seat on one of the beds and stared vacantly at the other. He was supposed to have had a roommate, but the poor guy got into a car accident two weeks prior to moving in and was in some sort of coma like state, meaning West had the room to himself. Part of him felt bad for the guy, but no more sad than when you read about a tragedy in the news that ultimately doesn't concern you. He didn't let himself linger on it, instead he put his bag on the spare bed in his room and began to unpack.

It took only half an hour for West to unpack his things. A laptop, a couple of handfuls of clothed, a scattering of books and a few posters for TV shows and games that were popular but West had no interest in. When he was finished, he simply collapsed on his bed and closed his eyes. Classes didn't start for a week, which meant he needed to find a way to keep himself sane and occupied until then. Of course there were events on at the university, clubs to check out and people to meet, but West planned to avoid as much of that as possible. Unless he was roped into them somehow, those were the sorts of events he would rather be blissfully ignorant of. No matter what it was, he had tried it and it hadn't interested him then so it probably wouldn't interest him now. Instead, he chose to open up one of the books he was going to be studying as an English major.
"It's going to be different this year" He whispered to himself as he turned the first page, already despising what he was reading "You'll find it West, I promise."

Brave New World [Gooble 'n' MidnightRose]

Keep calm, focus on the plan. West repeated this phrase over and over in his mind. He was scared, he wasn't really used to being scared, and his mind and heart were racing. He had played numerous games in his lifetime and had certainly died in each before reaching the end goal. His plan was in shreds, there was no more trial and error permitted within the game. Every move West made from this point onward, he had to be certain of the outcome. He made himself promise that he would trust only in the numbers. This was still a game, games could be exploited and he would find a way to make himself strong enough to survive. No risks, only numbers. He stopped sprinting and slowed into a jog, swiping the air in front of him and bringing back his map.

Luckily, the first area had been well mapped out by beta testers, meaning he knew exactly which route to take to maximize EXP, but his original plan had accounted for proximity to graveyards. He jogged slower as he moved markers on his map, finally settling on a plains east of the village to start his leveling. The area was slightly higher leveled, but it was out of the way and not one of the beginner zones, which meant he would have almost exclusive access to the mobs there, making it the perfect place for him to...

West was interrupted from his train of thought as a girl sprinted past him in a mage's outfit, obviously in a panic from the town square. West stood and watched as she darted into a nearby forest, running much faster than he possibly could. At first, he thought nothing of it. He shrugged it off, told himself to focus and started running towards the field he wished to level in. But, a slight wave of dread washed over him as little things from his memory started to slot together. He quickly pulled up his map to confirm his suspicions.

The forest before him wasn't exactly a high level area, but it certainly wasn't for beginners either. The zone was listed as having giant wasps, enemies that individually were weak but as a group they could take out any new player without breaking a sweat. Without another player beside her, the girl wouldn't stand a chance. It took West a moment to realize the implications of this. That girl would die is she went too deep into the forest without knowing what she was doing. She would die if he didn't help.

No risks only numbers. He repeated this phrase to himself a couple of times, hand wrapped around the hilt of his sword as he stood, part of him telling himself to leave her, the other to run into danger to save her. After a couple of seconds that felt like hours, he closed his eyes and darted into the forest after her, moving swiftly along the path, eyes open for any signs of enemies. Luckily she hadn't made it far into the woods before he found her, resting against a tree. He slowed to a halt in front of her. He merely stood there, looking down at her for a second, trying to remember how to properly act in this situation, before realizing that there wasn't exactly a social protocol for 'you're going to be devoured by virtual wasps in a sadistic lethal video game'. Instead, he thrust out his hand.
"This area is dangerous. We got to leave. Now please."

Pokemon Ranch [AlterEgo 'n' Gooblefly]

When he heard the girl storming through the front door, West genuinely felt like he was going to cry. Matters were only worsened when the girl said that she believed she owned the place. While this explained her presence on West's property, he now had the question of 'why is this girl lying?' West stood up, immediately missing the comfort of what he had decided was officially his chair, and sauntered over to the table in silence. He unzipped one of his bags and pulled out a slightly crumpled envelope, thrusting it into the hands of the girl.
"Documents of ownership." He explained, folding his arms "This property was bought under the name Emily Second, my mother, and ownership was passed to West Second, myself. Thus, I am the legal proprietor of this farm. Ta-freaking-da"

West had seen all of the paperwork, his mother had made sure that he knew everything about what he was doing. He knew how much was paid for the place, had helped sort all of the legal documents and had sen the (now obviously fake) photographs. Considering the pictures that were provided for them of the idealistic landscape and this girl standing in front of him, West was starting to put the pieces together in his mind. Usually the landlord or previous owner would have been here to pass on the home, but this place didn't look like it had been lived in for years. The farm itself was practically unusable, the buildings were falling apart and the only life for miles were the wild pokemon and this girl.

Of course, West didn't really want to say anything about this until he was certain. All he really wanted was a good nights sleep at this moment. After she had seen the documents handed to her, West grinned and sat back down.
"So, as you can see, this is my house and unless you wanna help clean it up I must kindly ask you to go away." He tapped his foot impatiently as he spoke "Really, I don't know what kind of scam you're running, but I'm not buying it."

The Road to graduation [Gooblefly 'n' Kathia]

Okay then, I'm going to start work on a first post! I don't really know what I'm going to do just yet, but I think I have some ideas... Ish? It'l hopefully be up by the end of the night.

Pokemon Ranch [AlterEgo 'n' Gooblefly]

West opened a single eye to find a girl his age staring back at him. He groaned slightly to himself and let out an audible sigh. So much for being alone out here, turns out he had neighbors.
"Its rude to wake someone up like that." He spoke through gritted teeth, hoisting himself to his feet. As he blinked, readjusting himself to the daylight, he was met with the sight of the farm. Everything was easy when he was sleeping and now this person had ripped him from his pleasant dreams and reminded him off the mess his mother had tossed him into. To say that West was now in a bad mood was the understatement of a century. He hoisted his bags back onto his shoulder, gave the girl one last poisonous glare and growled,
"This is private property. I live here. Please leave." And, with that, he began to trundle down the hill towards the farmhouse.

He didn't turn to look at the girl, merely hoping that she had gotten the message that West didn't want any form of welcoming committee and had turn tail and left. All he wanted was an hour or so for him to rest, then he could properly assess this... well, he wasn't sure he could really call it a farm. There was work to be done and if he wanted to be able to eat in the coming months he would really need to get a move on and work, the prospect of which merely served to further sour his mood. He booted open the door of the main farmhouse and was greeted by a singular rattata dashing between his legs and off into the surrounding jungle of weeds. West groaned once more and stepped inside.

Despite its rather abysmal exterior, inside the farmhouse was probably the nicest thing about the entire farm. Yes, it was filthy and blanketed in dust and spider webs, but at least all of the furniture seemed to be solid and rather comfortable. There were only a couple of rooms, a large master bedroom, a dining/living area, a bathroom and a very basic kitchen. Of course, West didn't expect anything more, in fact given the situation he had found himself in, he expected a lot less. He set his bags down on the table and swept the dust off the largest, most comfortable looking chair, taking a seat and taking in his surroundings.

He could still hear the life of the farmyard, the wild pokemon in the tangled weeds outside chirped and rustled, but it was calmer in here and he could almost picture it as a home. There was something about this rustic life that appealed to West, the simplicity of it all coupled with the lack of other people made him smile. Providing that girl who lived near-by didn't bother him too much, he could simply put on his happy face and get on with things. He had brought reading materials, enough so that he could learn the basics, and after that everything should be easy enough to figure out. Once again, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes, not quite falling asleep this time but trying to shift focus away from what the farm was, and onto what it could be. This was a fresh start for him, everything would be okay.

The Road to graduation [Gooblefly 'n' Kathia]

She's amazing! This sounds like its going to be a lot of fun. Anyhoo, where do you want to start off the RP? Are we just going to go with the typical 'start of term moving in' kinda thing or do you have any better suggestions.

Pokemon Ranch [AlterEgo 'n' Gooblefly]

There's no rush! I love your first post!