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 Posted: Sun May 23, 2010 9:37 pm
"Damn it! Stupid raider cattle people...whatever they're called!"
A quick sip of the soda on the table infront of her and Jen was back playing a new game that had recently come out: "Blue Kill Retribution", a game based in the time period of the "Old West" while playing as a former outlaw turned government lackey. It had been pretty epic playing so far though she had only been at it about an hour or so.
And she was still stuck! GAH!
Button mashing, all attention was focused on the screen as her character raced towards town with the bounty on the back of his horse. This is the fourth time she had attempted going after this guy; the first three fails were the result of outlaws shooting her off the horse. But this time...
This time! Grinning as the horse raced closer and closer to the towns' borders, Jen was beginning to feel that lovely thrill of virtual victory when her gaming focus became her downfall. Just before they had reached the top of the hill, Jen spammed the A button too much on the controller and the flippin' horse bucked her and the bounty dude off! What was worst was, as she tried to scramble back onto the horse, the outlaws chasing her caught up!
Next thign she knew, the screen went black with the word DEAD plastered on it in big, red letters.
"NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOO! F**K!"
Stupid AI's...
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:25 pm
A tall man dressed in casual attire, which happened to be jeans and a light blue button up shirt, strolled through the lounge. He went to the closet, ignoring the video game playing as he rummaged through a few items.
Grunting in irritation as he didn't find what he wanted, Seth glanced around the door with a scowl as Jen howled about her defeat.
The elite snorted. "That game is trash. A complete waste of time." Although he wasn't really directing the comment at anyone, it certainly was audible.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:32 pm
Not really glancing at Seth, Jen went back to the game after another quick swig of her soda. A frown did make an appearance at his words though.
"Says you! This game is epic!" Obviously whoever the guy was didnt go to GameStall very much. "Its just...hard! Dammit! GET BACK HERE YOU b*****d!"
That last comment had been launched at the TV where some person had just knocked her off her mount and was running off with it. Bugger wasnt gunna get away from Outlaw Jen, oh no!
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:39 pm
There was a snort, and suddenly a presence was behind Jen.
"No. You're just an amateur with no taste." He paused as he watched Jen continue and swear up a storm. "Or skill."
Seth's brow wrinkled in disgust, his arms folded across his chest as his gaze focused on the screen. This was just pathetic.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:47 pm
Jen smacked the "pause" button and lifted her head to glare at the person standing behind her. She knew who he was alright but today was her day off and to hell with him if he was gunna keep opening his mouth like that.
"Shows how much you know!" A snort of her own. "Some of us dont master a new game the instant we put it into the game station, unlike you."
She was just about to re-grab the controller off the couch arm when she glanced back at Seth with a small smirk/smile. "And FYI, I happen to like free-roaming RPG games thank you very much, Boss man."
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 8:52 pm
Seth just smirked. "Exactly. I know plenty, certainly more than you. Thank you for proving my point."
Such childish games were not worth his time, and neither were those who played them. He had better things to do.
With that, the elite turned and proceeded to go back to what he was doing. He would let Jen play pretend in her little game.
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 9:02 pm
When Seth turned his back, the grunt stuck out her tounge in a childish manner before turning back to her game. Unfortunately, after that little banter with one of her bosses, it just didnt hold the same appeal as it did when she had started it earlier.
Jumping off the couch (after a quick game save), Jen took to the shelf that held most of the games for the various consoles. "Hm.....Lemme see here..." There had to be something else here RPGish or something. Or did someone in-base take all the good stuff again?
"Biojolt? No.
Resident Darkness Five...Eh, I guess."
The latter, unfortunately, was usually better played co-op...
Maybe she could call Nyx down from their dorm after she got off work for the day?
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 9:09 pm
Whether Seth was listening to Jen's mutterings over what game to play next, he didn't give any indication. The elite had gone back to his own business, seemingly showing no interest in whatever the grunt was doing.
He muttered a few things to himself as he rummaged through lounge's closet yet again. It held various leisure items, including board games and such. A giant block of wood was set aside, and two covered bowls set atop it, carefully. A boxed chess set then joined the wooden cube. Then a few decks of cards.
Nothing but junk!
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 9:21 pm
'-wton! What are you doing?!'
Jen could only snicker a bit at the away message before hanging up. She would have to reminder her partner about changing that later tonight before they hit the sack. Unfortunately, this ment her usual gaming partner was working in the Science Department like always with Nyx. Sadly, this also ment she suffered from the lack of co-opness...
Unless...
Turning towards the broad backside shuffling around through the board games and such, Jen fingered the game jacket for a moment.
"Hey bossman. You look like yer having a game stump. Wanna do some co-op?" She grinned. "Or are you too manly for Resident Darkness Five with a lowly grunt such as myself?"
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 7:19 pm
There was a snort at Jen's words, but Seth didn't give her the decency of actually turning around. Instead he continued searching through the pile of crap.
"First of all, my name is not bossman." The elite said evenly. "You can refer to me as Sir, or Seth on my off hours."
He set a couple more things aside, but then decided to give up and started putting the things away again.
"Secondly, making jabs at my "manliness" is sure to not get you anywhere."
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 7:36 pm
In the darkness, wedged between a battered box of Hungry Hungry Hippowdon and a first-edition Treason at Mansion on the Mountain on the top shelf, something lurked.
Seth's only warning was a small smattering of dust before the creature dropped on him.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 6:16 pm
"Geez, lighten up Seth. I was just kidding around."
She frowned at his back as her pokegear went off in her pocket. Tossing the game onto the couch, she opened and read the message from one of her co-workers in the department. "If you keep acting like that, yer gunna get wrinkles and grey hair before yer thirty."
With a laugh (more to herself at a lame joke) Jen typed up a small reply before shutting the phone with a small snap. "By the way, what the heck are you looking for anyway?"
She didnt even notice the dust falling from the shelf, so attentive the grunt was on typing out another PM of sorts to her department co-worker. Something about a remote trigger to TNT, he said....
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 6:49 pm
Her previous statements did not merit a response, so he didn't give her one. However, her question did cause a glare to be directed at her over the elite's shoulder.
"None of your damn... s**t!"
Thanks to the distraction that Jen had provided, he too hadn't noticed the falling dust, or the source. A black ball of fuzz suddenly landed on his head, resulting in the obscenity.
"Get the hell off of me you damned vermin!"
A hand reaching for the black thing's scruff to pull her off of him.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 7:05 pm
Owing to the angle of impact, a fuzzy, dusty tail hung down in the elite's face and swished happily. Seth's tiny assailant eluded him at first, swarming over his head and shoulders in fluid figure-eights while it made a noise like a happy motorboat. "Vmnmnmnmnm."
After a few tries Seth caught her by the tail-tip. The long-eared fuzzball came away with an "Ee!" - and some difficulty since it was chewing on his hair with care and attention to detail.
The Eevee hung upside down in his grasp for a moment, beaming at him, then dropped into a bowl of baduk pieces. Black discs went everywhere as the creature crashed off a box and wriggled between Seth's ankles.
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 7:16 pm
Jen blinked for a few moments, stunned, before wiping her eyes to makes sure she was seeing right.
That eevee had clearly loved Seth. But, oddly, it looked extremely one-sided. Her boss had looked ready to murder the pokemon. Jen pondered for a moment, thinking back...there had been stories flying around the base about Seth starting to go mad. About seeing an eevee that wasnt really there.
And seeing the black one vanish into the gaming closet, well...
Maybe he wasnt going mad. Unless Jen was starting to as well.
"Uh...Sir? Dare I ask what just happened?"
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