Azecreth
Giant Monster All Out Attack
- Location
- United States of America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
In an unknown place, there was a room. It was bright, a bright white that was almost blinding in how intense it was on the eyes. When one had adjusted they would be able to see past that to the room itself, shaded in light blues, purples, and pinks. It was made of large cubes, all stacked together haphazardly to make the walls and ceiling.
There were a few other things of note in the room. The first was a pool of water created from an indent in the floor, crystal clear and purer than should humanely be possible. The second was a myriad of windows, many shuttered closed so that no one could see through them. They filled up one one of the walls, a peek into what was beyond.
Most importantly though was the woman in white who stood in the center of the room. She was practically a ghost, were it not for her red earrings to give some color to her. She stood with her gaze on the open window, looking out at the beyond and the events that played out by her own hands.
"The more things change, the more they stay the same, isn't that right?" The woman spoke to no one in particular, perhaps just to herself for the sake of talking to herself. "Even when they may not want it, they're still going to play."
Her lips curled upwards in a smile as her head bowed slightly, taking it all in. This was the most important thing to her after all, and she would make sure to enjoy it as best she could. "I wonder how far you will go, to what depths you will descend to make your dream a reality." It was sure to be amusing, for her anyway.
The decks had been shuffled, the cards laid out. But she wasn't the one playing, of course. No, she was merely the judge, and it was at her behest that all the players had been gathered. Without her there would not have even been a game, and it was that notion of power which thrilled her. All this for her amusement, and there was nothing they could do about it as they moved towards their own suffering.
"Well then, let the games begin," she said as laughter pealed through the room, her merriment rising to new levels of joy. "I hope we'll be seeing each other soon."
The sun rose in a slow ascent, casting the light of morning over Fukiware City. The morning heralded the dawn of activity as people rose from their beds and went to work, or school, or whatever else they had planned for their day. In that, Fukiware was the same as every other city in the world.
Fukiware itself is a coastal town, with a modest port on the east side of town. It might not be as big as some other cities, but a decent amount of business is done here. Naturally the gravitational center of town is the business district nearby, with a thriving nightlife where you can dance, hang out with friends, party, drink, pick up a date, or engage in more illegal activities if you're so inclined. As long as you've got the money, the sky is the limit.
The rest of the town is a bit more modest than that, with the port and businesses related to the port being the main driver of the economy. There is a decent electronics sector though, for what it's worth. The education system is fairly average, and most importantly, Fukiware has also been hit by the popular franchise WIXOSS.
Surprisingly popular with young schoolgirls, WIXOSS continues to be a visible presence, with a new expansion having come out recently and promoted by various figures within the media. Of course those rumors about there being a secret game still exist, but those are obviously just rumors, right?
But regardless of that, a beautiful Thursday morning has begun, With all that it entails. There's going to be a concert on Saturday with Arai Tamaki, an idol who has enjoyed a recent upsurge in popularity, performing, so that's something to look forward to once the weekend has arrived. And no word yet about a sequel for the WIXOSS novelization, much to everyone's continued disappointment.
What stories will begin today? Only time will tell.
@The3rdCorinthian, @DistorsionDrake, @Jhon, @TurtleDucks @Murderhobo of Nod, @Sereg
In a small bedroom, beeping filled the air as an alarm clock went off. That earned a groan from the nearby bed, heavy blankets shifting as an arm pulled itself free before coming down on the offender, silencing the clock itself and allowing abused eardrums to recover from the loud noise.
With a groan the now awoken girl rose from the covers, rubbing her eyes as she forced herself to some semblance of alertness. Her name was Masae Kanegawa, a sixteen year old senior high school student She had green eyes and blond hair, and she considered herself to be in shape. Her room was tastefully decorated, curtains pulled over the windows, pastel colored sheets, a desk off to the side, a small chest in the corner, and a dresser next to that with a couple framed pictures of the walls of various people and places that were obviously important to her.
Masae twisted in place to look over at the end table next to her bed where a red card sat propped up against some books. "Good morning Keiko," she said with a tired smile, still in the stages of waking up.
She had received Keiko a couple weeks ago, and since then had done fairly well as a Selector. There had been a few losses, but she hadn't been kicked out, and was currently sitting atop a couple wins. It seemed that when she got into it, the Red Deck that she used was pretty good. That just left the matter of her wish, as these things always came down to.
"Today is the day. I can feel it." There was a tone of certainty and anticipation in Masae's tone, her head tilted towards the ceiling. To have her wish granted, to have her talents recognized for once rather than ignored or seemingly not noticed, that was her dream.
Of course, she may have also said the same thing about the day for the past couple days. It was the thought that counted.
@munchkinomatic
In another bedroom there was no sound of an alarm clock to disturb slumber. That was because the occupant of said room didn't need it, her internal clock good enough to wake her up when it was time for her to rise for school. She was Miho Kusunoke, a fourteen year old middle school student.
Her room was, well, it wasn't exactly the prettiest thing ever. Clothes and random debris were strewn about the floor in what she would insist was a coordinated mess. There was a somewhat banged up dresser with even more clothes and books piled on top of it, blinds that allowed sunlight to filter into the room, a small desk, and posters with various anime characters on them.
Having woken up on time it seemed like she was immediately ready to go, and Miho rose from her bed to walk over to her dresser where her LRIG was waiting on top of some of her clean clothes. "Good morning Azu," she said with a warm smile. "Did you sleep well?"
She was a relatively new Selector, and had a couple wins under her belt thus far. She was sitting with a single loss, but she was confident that she could recover from that loss to have her wish granted. And to be able to see her best friend again, that was something she wanted more than anything she could think of.
"I have the feeling it's going to be a good day," she added with a confident nod, and an exuberance that was unfitting for how early it was. But, well, there would be no way of changing it.
@TheFanficAddict
In yet another bedroom sat a special WIXOSS card, one that contained an LRIG inside. LRIGs were avatars, the granters of wishes and the main mechanism through which WIXOSS battles were fought, both in the actual game and in these special Selector matches. Though that wouldn't be a surprise to Eiko Katsuragi, the Selector to whom this card belonged.
The card itself was of the Green variety, the picture of a forest in the background. The LRIG herself was named Selene, and one might be forgiven for thinking that she was part bird from the way that she looked. She wasn't sure what to make of her Selector at this point, but she supposed they would find out soon enough.
For the moment, the LRIG sat patiently and waited for her Selector to awaken
@Nervos Belli
The last character of this particular story was another LRIG, in another part of town. Not exactly a bedroom this time, but it was hard to fault Miyako Nakamura for that fact. You couldn't expect an amnesiac to know where her own house might be. Still, it made for an interesting time.
This time the LRIG was of the black variety, the name emblazoned on her card as Eris. Her background was fairly barebones as it stood, and she wasn't the most elegantly dressed either. But she was definitely proud of that axe, as was obvious to see. She hadn't decided how she felt about her Selector yet, but the girl was definitely interesting. Having someone looking for their memories promised to be a lot of fun for her.
"So boss, what's the plan," she asked as she leaned against the shaft of her axe.
@RexHeller
There were a few other things of note in the room. The first was a pool of water created from an indent in the floor, crystal clear and purer than should humanely be possible. The second was a myriad of windows, many shuttered closed so that no one could see through them. They filled up one one of the walls, a peek into what was beyond.
Most importantly though was the woman in white who stood in the center of the room. She was practically a ghost, were it not for her red earrings to give some color to her. She stood with her gaze on the open window, looking out at the beyond and the events that played out by her own hands.
"The more things change, the more they stay the same, isn't that right?" The woman spoke to no one in particular, perhaps just to herself for the sake of talking to herself. "Even when they may not want it, they're still going to play."
Her lips curled upwards in a smile as her head bowed slightly, taking it all in. This was the most important thing to her after all, and she would make sure to enjoy it as best she could. "I wonder how far you will go, to what depths you will descend to make your dream a reality." It was sure to be amusing, for her anyway.
The decks had been shuffled, the cards laid out. But she wasn't the one playing, of course. No, she was merely the judge, and it was at her behest that all the players had been gathered. Without her there would not have even been a game, and it was that notion of power which thrilled her. All this for her amusement, and there was nothing they could do about it as they moved towards their own suffering.
"Well then, let the games begin," she said as laughter pealed through the room, her merriment rising to new levels of joy. "I hope we'll be seeing each other soon."
The sun rose in a slow ascent, casting the light of morning over Fukiware City. The morning heralded the dawn of activity as people rose from their beds and went to work, or school, or whatever else they had planned for their day. In that, Fukiware was the same as every other city in the world.
Fukiware itself is a coastal town, with a modest port on the east side of town. It might not be as big as some other cities, but a decent amount of business is done here. Naturally the gravitational center of town is the business district nearby, with a thriving nightlife where you can dance, hang out with friends, party, drink, pick up a date, or engage in more illegal activities if you're so inclined. As long as you've got the money, the sky is the limit.
The rest of the town is a bit more modest than that, with the port and businesses related to the port being the main driver of the economy. There is a decent electronics sector though, for what it's worth. The education system is fairly average, and most importantly, Fukiware has also been hit by the popular franchise WIXOSS.
Surprisingly popular with young schoolgirls, WIXOSS continues to be a visible presence, with a new expansion having come out recently and promoted by various figures within the media. Of course those rumors about there being a secret game still exist, but those are obviously just rumors, right?
But regardless of that, a beautiful Thursday morning has begun, With all that it entails. There's going to be a concert on Saturday with Arai Tamaki, an idol who has enjoyed a recent upsurge in popularity, performing, so that's something to look forward to once the weekend has arrived. And no word yet about a sequel for the WIXOSS novelization, much to everyone's continued disappointment.
What stories will begin today? Only time will tell.
@The3rdCorinthian, @DistorsionDrake, @Jhon, @TurtleDucks @Murderhobo of Nod, @Sereg
In a small bedroom, beeping filled the air as an alarm clock went off. That earned a groan from the nearby bed, heavy blankets shifting as an arm pulled itself free before coming down on the offender, silencing the clock itself and allowing abused eardrums to recover from the loud noise.
With a groan the now awoken girl rose from the covers, rubbing her eyes as she forced herself to some semblance of alertness. Her name was Masae Kanegawa, a sixteen year old senior high school student She had green eyes and blond hair, and she considered herself to be in shape. Her room was tastefully decorated, curtains pulled over the windows, pastel colored sheets, a desk off to the side, a small chest in the corner, and a dresser next to that with a couple framed pictures of the walls of various people and places that were obviously important to her.
Masae twisted in place to look over at the end table next to her bed where a red card sat propped up against some books. "Good morning Keiko," she said with a tired smile, still in the stages of waking up.
She had received Keiko a couple weeks ago, and since then had done fairly well as a Selector. There had been a few losses, but she hadn't been kicked out, and was currently sitting atop a couple wins. It seemed that when she got into it, the Red Deck that she used was pretty good. That just left the matter of her wish, as these things always came down to.
"Today is the day. I can feel it." There was a tone of certainty and anticipation in Masae's tone, her head tilted towards the ceiling. To have her wish granted, to have her talents recognized for once rather than ignored or seemingly not noticed, that was her dream.
Of course, she may have also said the same thing about the day for the past couple days. It was the thought that counted.
@munchkinomatic
In another bedroom there was no sound of an alarm clock to disturb slumber. That was because the occupant of said room didn't need it, her internal clock good enough to wake her up when it was time for her to rise for school. She was Miho Kusunoke, a fourteen year old middle school student.
Her room was, well, it wasn't exactly the prettiest thing ever. Clothes and random debris were strewn about the floor in what she would insist was a coordinated mess. There was a somewhat banged up dresser with even more clothes and books piled on top of it, blinds that allowed sunlight to filter into the room, a small desk, and posters with various anime characters on them.
Having woken up on time it seemed like she was immediately ready to go, and Miho rose from her bed to walk over to her dresser where her LRIG was waiting on top of some of her clean clothes. "Good morning Azu," she said with a warm smile. "Did you sleep well?"
She was a relatively new Selector, and had a couple wins under her belt thus far. She was sitting with a single loss, but she was confident that she could recover from that loss to have her wish granted. And to be able to see her best friend again, that was something she wanted more than anything she could think of.
"I have the feeling it's going to be a good day," she added with a confident nod, and an exuberance that was unfitting for how early it was. But, well, there would be no way of changing it.
@TheFanficAddict
In yet another bedroom sat a special WIXOSS card, one that contained an LRIG inside. LRIGs were avatars, the granters of wishes and the main mechanism through which WIXOSS battles were fought, both in the actual game and in these special Selector matches. Though that wouldn't be a surprise to Eiko Katsuragi, the Selector to whom this card belonged.
The card itself was of the Green variety, the picture of a forest in the background. The LRIG herself was named Selene, and one might be forgiven for thinking that she was part bird from the way that she looked. She wasn't sure what to make of her Selector at this point, but she supposed they would find out soon enough.
For the moment, the LRIG sat patiently and waited for her Selector to awaken
@Nervos Belli
The last character of this particular story was another LRIG, in another part of town. Not exactly a bedroom this time, but it was hard to fault Miyako Nakamura for that fact. You couldn't expect an amnesiac to know where her own house might be. Still, it made for an interesting time.
This time the LRIG was of the black variety, the name emblazoned on her card as Eris. Her background was fairly barebones as it stood, and she wasn't the most elegantly dressed either. But she was definitely proud of that axe, as was obvious to see. She hadn't decided how she felt about her Selector yet, but the girl was definitely interesting. Having someone looking for their memories promised to be a lot of fun for her.
"So boss, what's the plan," she asked as she leaned against the shaft of her axe.
@RexHeller
