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Fortunate Son (The Gamer)

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Waking up, you groaned quietly. This wasn't your definition of a good time, no sir not at all...
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    Waking up, you groaned quietly. This wasn't your definition of a good time, no sir not at all. Throwing the thin sheet off, you stepped onto the cold tile floor and held your head in your hand. Blinking a few times, you reached your other arm over to grab a glass of water. As your wrist passed it by, you blinked a few times.

    Your memory was just about shot, but you could distinctly remember going to sleep with two hands, thank you very much. Likewise, not going to sleep in a hospital bed and skimpy paper gown. What the hell? Throwing off the sheet, you swung both your legs to the floor, standing up in a fluid movment. From the hip to knee, flesh showed clear. Below that, though, a strange chiton growth covered your legs, terminating in your feet still as fleshy as before. Wrapped around your ribs were metal struts, connecting to a plate on your spine. As you reeled mentally, you grasped on to the bedframe to wrack your memory.

    The answers weren't just disappointingly vague, they were also fucking absent. You couldn't remember a god-damn thing! Nothing!

    "Hello!" a chirpy voice said over the intercomn, it's ambiguous tone indicating something like joy. "If you're listening to this, you're-" here, a burst of static, "-seven thousand and fifty-third candidate! Congratulations! As the son/daughter/unknown gender file of The Gamer, you are responsible for solving a simple set of three puzzles before claiming the One Ring and ascending to reality!"

    You screwed up your face, glaring at the box. As an old rock-and-roll ballad came on, you shook your head quietly and stepped out of the bed, moving to the door. Grasping the right-handed knob in your remaining left hand, you threw the door open and advanced, face bent into a rictus of rage. Moving through a sterile white hall, you looked at the next door, locked tight.

    "Welcome to puzzle one!" the voice said, bright. "Please open this door!"

    Frowning, you looked at it, tapping the door a few times. It seemed fairly light. Shaking out your left hand, you growled. You'd been changed. Modified. Altered.

    For a moment, you were mad. No, you decided. Mad was too thin a term. You were wroth.

    Blinking, you looked at the door, and the neat hole where your hand had driven through the lock. Pulling back, you ripped the door from it's hinges, throwing it behind you. Roaring, you stepped through, and looked at a room, coated in mirrors.

    "Welcome to puzzle two!" the voice said, brightly again. Fuck that voice. "Please state your past to ensure mental integrity!"

    Well shit. You didn't remember! Shaking your head, you sat briefly, crossing your legs like Mom had taught you. At least you knew you had a mother now! Time to think. To remember.

    What was your past?
    Character Creation

    Gender
    [] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [] Technically... : Most people can't tell at first glance, or second or third either.

    Title (You knew you did a thing, once)
    [] Province-level Youth Powerlifter: You got muscles, even if they're subtler now.
    [] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [] Fencing Club Champion: Swords were always your strong suit, and you'd proved it with sabre and epee on many an occasion.
    [] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [] Auto Club President: Nobody bar none could race a car like you could- and putting the rustbucket back together afterwords wasn't a weak suit of yours either.

    Your Last Memory
    [] Searing light
    [] Cloying darkness
    [] Ringing bells
     
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    • Suprisingly enough, for a Gamer quest this is actually going to be mechanics-lite to the point of having almost none. No math, no absurd powerlevel calcing... none of that. At all. Sorry, folks.

    However, there's still rules. Specifically, two. One is that user-created content will be awarded, no matter quality. Normally this will be in the form of new items or somesuch.

    Two is that when a write-in comes up, you're about to be running into a challenge. Be it boss fight, talk with the Significant Other, forging a magic sword, or anything else, it will be tricky. Don't do jokes, do give it thought. In the case of fights or such, the factors for victory are the quality of your plan and how well it relates to the challenge. A masterful discourse on Plato will not get you out of doing the dieshes for example, whereas a good thought process on making a lost-wax casting will help even if it's technically incorrect.

    As a final note, ask questions and discuss, please. I'm a fairly talkative author, after all.
    Notes

    1- this is for misc. edits. Please don't mind them too much.
    2- Most spoilers contain music or art. Please watch/listen to it!
     
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    • [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] Auto Club President: Nobody bar none could race a car like you could- and putting the rustbucket back together afterwords wasn't a weak suit of yours either.
    [X] Cloying darkness

    Having read some good female character fics recently why not go for another.
     
    Character Creation

    Gender
    [] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] Technically... : Most people can't tell at first glance, or second or third either.

    Title (You knew you did a thing, once)
    [] Province-level Youth Powerlifter: You got muscles, even if they're subtler now.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [] Fencing Club Champion: Swords were always your strong suit, and you'd proved it with sabre and epee on many an occasion.
    [] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [] Auto Club President: Nobody bar none could race a car like you could- and putting the rustbucket back together afterwords wasn't a weak suit of yours either.

    Your Last Memory
    [] Searing light
    [X] Cloying darkness
    [] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] Province-level Youth Powerlifter: You got muscles, even if they're subtler now.
    [X] Searing light
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [X] Ringing bells

    The bells... the bells! Because it's funny.
     
    [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Ringing bells

    I don't normally do Gamer quests, but... alright, I'll bite.
     
    [x] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [x] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [x] Searing light
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [x] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [x] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [x] Ringing Bells
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Technically... : Most people can't tell at first glance, or second or third either.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [x] Searing light
     
    [x] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [x] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [x] Searing light
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Cloying darkness
     
    [] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [] Ringing bells
     
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    [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Ringing bells
    Adhoc vote count started by Rileyfett on May 30, 2017 at 1:41 AM, finished with 19 posts and 16 votes.
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    [x] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [x] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [x] Searing light
     
    [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Ringing bells

    Please... not another Male char mfg.
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] Eagle Scout/Silver Award: Mom signed you up for the Scouts, and you managed to push through eight years ending as a leader of men and women alike.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Female: You're a girl. If you weren't, the breasts would be a non-sequitur.
    [X] National Honor Society Member: You were always sharp as a tack, and when the halls of scholars were opened you walked in.
    [X] Ringing bells
     
    [X] Male: You're a guy. Pretty obvious.
    [X] Auto Club President: Nobody bar none could race a car like you could- and putting the rustbucket back together afterwords wasn't a weak suit of yours either.
    [X] Searing light

    Haha yes. We need more speed. The best racer in the world sounds cool.
     
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