I'm marching towards the hump in the novella I'm currently scribbling about. And what a wicked foe it is; keeping me awake well after my bedtime (one in the morning is a reasonable time, not three!), breaking away with my solid tradition of plotting and planning till there was no way of deviating from the guide and finally adding itself to the pile of un-edited (if it topples while I stand near it I will be crushed-ed).
However, I am in love with it.
I cannot stop for anything, even breaking for dinner or (gasp) popasia is hard to do. I am an addict. Is there rehab for this sort of thing, 'cause when the story ends I will be spiralling into withdrawal and who knows what kind of crazy things I will do for a fix.
Any way, while I am still sane, here is an un-edited excerpt along with influencing music and a blurb-ish to explain the whole story. This is a working progress.
Beth’s voice disappears and is replaced by the nerd’s. “Ok, beginning login.”
The screen in front of my eyes, attached to the helmet flares to life. It’s brilliant sky blue with white writing.
Accessing account... Logging in.
The words disappear and the landscape of Sword Knight Online comes on. The room lightens and all around me it looks like the inside of SKO. Sky and clouds, green grass under foot and rolling hills.
I look down. My avatar wears thigh high black boots, a tiny blue school girl skirt that flicks in the breeze over the dagger attached to my leg, a mail shirt over a white long sleeve and a chest plate of armour. Inscribed on the metal was the emblem of my group, the sword through the heart. Strapped across my back is my sword.
I squeal and jump up and down. I’m really here. I’m in the game.
“Jeez. What are you a newb?”
I grin over my shoulder at Takaomi. If his avatar looks like him IRL he has a definite cute smile. Dressed in the male version of our uniform, the blue breeches, white shirt covered by mail and the same inscribed chest plate, he is very attractive.
“Sorry sir. Forgot I had to be a cool professional. It won’t happen again.”
“It better not.” He is struggling not to chuckle. “Welcome back Sasha. You ready to do this long term?”
I stretch out my shoulders. “You betcha.”
I don’t think about the real person behind his character. I know he’s male and Japanese, but that’s it. All he is to me is another character because if we start talking about RL then we lose the fantasy. We become the person we are off line and I don’t want to be that in here.
“Good. Because we start now.” He withdrew his sword and raised it. Off to my left came a battle cry and a group of six players running at us. Online gamers, not beta testers.
I couldn’t stop smiling. Withdrawing my sword I followed Takaomi into the fray.
“Where are the others?” I yelled as I sliced one man in half. His life depleted and he disappeared.
“They’re late!” Takaomi grunted. He took a hit to the back.
Leaping away from my next target I stabbed Takaomi’s attacker three times and hacked at his head. He disappeared. “Come on boss. You have to be more careful.”
“Or maybe my second in command needs to watch my back better.”
We moved so our backs were facing each other. He was so close; I could feel the tingle in the suit letting me know that in the game we were touching.
The onliners surrounded us. We lashed out at the remaining three together. Takaomi knocked them back and stepped aside as I leapt forward cutting them down. Slowly their life was depleting. With each hit of sword against sword there was an explosion of coloured light. I know mine is blue. The same blue as all of the others in our guild. Our attackers were orange.
“Hey, need help?”
I glanced over my shoulder just as two onliners expired. But I wasn’t quick enough. The final onliner threw his sword. I deflected it quickly, it barely catching my arm. That wasn’t what I should’ve been watching for.
The onliner sent six poisoned daggers shooting at me. Two pierced my chain mail, three dug into my thighs and one bounced off my breast plate.
I screamed out in pain.
Damn it hurt. The suit sent an electrical impulse to the affected areas, making me drop to my knees from the pain.
My life waned in front of my eyes and then I was dead.
Inspired by Sword Art Online, Fate/Zero and Tron and of course influenced by popasia. Follow the bellow links to hear the music and watch the film clips.