Let's Stream!

Oooooooooook! So I decided against finishing Mickey Mania right now, mostly because... well I'm on a huge Final Fantasy bender right now, so tune into my newly created LiveStream channel and watch me and two to three friends from the good forum of SydLexia stumble our way through Final Fantasy V!

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Let's Play!

Right, so in the last few days I've been playing a crazy large amount of Pokemon and Dissidia 012 Prologus Final Fantasy (For the sake of my sanity, I'll be referring to it as Dissidia 2, much easier that way). This got me thinking that I totally ditched my two Let's Plays that I was working on before my neato little breakdown last year. One of which was a video Let's Play of Mickey Mania: The Timeless Adventures of Mickey Mouse and the other was a screenshot LP of the GBC game, MagiNation. Mark my words I'll do my very best to finish my video LP this weekend, but I may not be able to really get the MagiNation one done for a long time. So in the mean time, me and my good buddies from SydLexia (a neat little website that you should definitely go vi-oh who am I kidding, my only readers are from there) are going to be working on a video Let's Play of a game that shall be announced in the final part of Mickey Mania, so look forward to that! Or not! I dunno at this point I'm just a raving lunatic

The Senior Slide

Well, I'm back and not just to mock a friend of mine! At the beginning of the year in my Fiction Writing class I was supposed to write a short story as part of a group critiquing exercise. The only thing the professor gave us was a timeframe and a suggested page range. This excited me in ways I didn't know I could be excited so I went home and immediately got to work. One week later I held in my hands a 30 page tale of an awkward teenager named Dave Sorenson. I've got a paper to write for my Japanese class about the history of the sword Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi (Grasscutting Sword) so this may break my 5 month bout with writer's block and get me back into continuing the story of Dave. Anyways, here's the first part of my original story about Dave, "The Senior Slide."

The ground shook and an explosion rocked the Truce Administrative Dome and a look of panic overtook Dave Sorenson’s face. “Direct attack on Truce!” he shouted at the station director.

“Calm down! How bad is it out there?” the director calmly responded, directing Dave and his coworker, a man about the same age as Dave, to the large computer screen that covered the wall in front of them. A small red warning label appeared over Truce, then the city-dome of Porre to the south, then the mountain island that was called Sun Keep, then Medina, the town of the Mystics. Then in a final display, every city on the face of the Earth lit up with warning labels and klaxons blared throughout the superstructure of the dome.

“Porre, Choras, Medina… It’s all gone!” Dave yelled. Feeling another quake and hearing an explosion, Dave grabbed his workstation to try and support himself.

“We’re under attack, sir!” the coworker called out to the director amidst the smoke that was quickly filling the room.

“Get to the ShelterDome!” the director bellowed.

“Sir, we’re not leaving witho-” Dave started but was cut off by the ceiling collapsing.

“Get yourselves out of here, NOW!” Biting his tongue which had yet another objection about to leap from it, Dave looked at his friend and ran from the room.

“Ok Jeff, what’re we gonna do now?” he asked as he ran down the hall, pushing against the wall as another quake shook the dome. The command center they were just in was hit.

“We get the girls and go to the ShelterDome, hopefully they’re still in the break room,” Jeff responded, obviously calming down considerably now that he was moving and less likely to get crushed by falling debris or God knows what was attacking the entire planet. It started off as such a normal day; Dave and Jeff were going to meet their girlfriends at about 1:30 for lunch. He had been looking forward to it since he woke up at 4 AM for work, now it looks like they’d have to cancel their reservations at the café, if the café even had the molecular structure of a café anymore. At around 1:24, a massive earthquake shook the dome and next thing they knew, all hell broke loose. “Dave, look…” Jeff said, snapping him out of his head. He looked over at the television screen, seeing aerial shots of what looked to be some sort of colossal spiked shell above a lava filled crevice. Whatever that thing was, it came from inside the Earth and at that point he heard a panicked cry from the newscaster.

“Some sort of monster has come from the center of the Earth it caused unprecedented earthquakes all over the globe then it fired off a number of what looked to be beams of pure energy from each of its spikes. Right now no defi-OH GOD IT’S FIRING AG-” then the screen turned to static. The news crew was dead, obliterated by a beam from the shell.

“JEFF, COME ON!” Dave hollered, sprinting off in the direction of the break room. They made it there, not noticing the power going out. “WHY-THE-HELL-WON’T-THIS-BLOODY-DOOR-OPEN?!” he shouted, pulling the metal door manually, opening it a crack to hear the relieved shouts from inside.

“Dave! Thank God, what’s going on?” Kelli called through the barely open door.

“Some kind of attack, something from underground, we’re going to the ShelterDome now, where’s…”

“I’m right here Dave,” another voice rang out and a feeling of relief washed over Dave. She’s ok he thought to himself. What happened next was an intense blast of heat and two piercing screams of intense pain. A small beam of destruction hit the break room and the door was blasted off its guide, nearly crushing Dave and Jeff. The break room and everything in it was completely destroyed and there was no sign of the two young women that were once standing in front of the door.

“No… she’s not… AMELIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” Dave screamed at the top of his lungs. As he collapsed to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably he could hear a faint noise from down the hall. It sounded oddly cheerful for the end of the world. Dave listened a bit closer and could make out the noise; it was the victory fanfare from Final Fantasy.

Dave Sorenson jolted awake, sitting straight up in his bed.

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