Mermaid's Gamer Girl [Social - Open] (Read 219 times)

[Katrina Schneider]

A scene in northern Magnolia Town. It is a location with multiple specialty shops. There’s a magazine store, game store, card shop, exotic foods place and more. This is the type of location that only a certain few have a reason to come to. Others walk right passed it because it is off the main road. But that does not mean business is not booming here. Though only a fraction of the population has a reason to come here, or even knows about it, they are a loyal fraction. Sometimes they are a unique fraction.

Today was to be a special day in this area. Almost without reason, the area usually sparse with people was now becoming crowded. Young men and women of all kinds were gathering in this area. Some had brought tents, playing cards and other items here, but the reason was not immediately known. But the strangeness behind the gathering had not peaked just yet.

It is a little before noon in Magnolia Town. It is a Wednesday. On this day and at this time a flurry of white light would occur at one point in the crowd. Though the groups were all drawn here for a reason, the sudden splash of light alerted them, and forced them to step back. Most of the individuals avoided the dancing light, and that would cause them trouble. It was trouble because seconds later a figure would pop up where the light was forming. Katrina Schneider to be exact.

Proving that the timing of her appearance was premeditated, right after she appeared the sign on the shop door next to her flipped from ‘Closed’ to ‘Open.’ While the other men and women were still stunned by her sudden appearance, she was pushing her way into the store and making a purchase. Two minutes later she was outside and walking down the road, away from that area. In her hand was a bag and in that bag was her purchases, a series of new games.

”Those suckers did not know what hit them,” She said to no one in particular. ”Two years for these games. Two years. I now I have them. I should definitely reward myself!”

Two years of waiting included plenty time for preparation. Leading up to this date, Kat had come to the shops numerous times. She went to numerous shops, even if she had nothing she intended to buy. The most important times were releases like this, she would analyze where people were standing at each shop. She chose the best shop that she could work with, and set up one of her spells at the most advantageous location. The result? She scared the campers, and got the first purchase. And she did not have to wait outside, ’Like those idiots.’

Now to reward her success she planned to go somewhere nice. Somewhere that she rarely had the time to go. She was headed to one of most esteemed dining locations: Dairy King. She would have the largest sundae the shop could make.

[Ymir]

We were the fire on the moonlit skies

A proven fact - humans are abnormal albeit among other sentiments but weird. Odd. Sometimes their mental capacity is simply drowned in stupid. It has been documented in books, movies, daily action of a normal person, so it's not exclusive to one being. Everyone is mentally handicapped, even the douche at work that no one likes. Yet they accept, allowing it to live in, swarming around like a virus in the circle of life. Reason for why we get stuck on stupid?

Emotions, feelings; whatever you desire to call them. Both were in the circle of fickle bitches, no matter what. So easy manipulated and persuaded under different circumstances. Be it for love, pride, or respect, humans' idiocy knows no bounds. Emotions were the ruler of our world, which may be a good thing? Everyone would be stoic face, running through a field of indifference, lacking any cares to give. Creating a boring world; hence why they concede to poking and twisting of their temperaments, and explaining why Ymir slept, and stood and tinkled in the corners of Magnolia town.

"This...is taking forever - and will you please stop nudging me" The seemingly irritated male, contorted his neck and peered down, staring at the thing at his thighs. There, standing meekly was a small boy, eyes finding the ground particularly amazing to look at now. "S-sorry kid. I'm jus' feeling all sorta grumpy right now." He hurriedly declared upon seeing mother bear glaring behind her cub. He sighed softly."Women." Some of the scariest monsters on earth, he swears.

Ensuing the eluding of becoming another animal mauling statistic, Ymir shook his head in shame, converting his attention on important matters, as in, the intimidating line he lingered in. Who would have thought, something tiny as a game would stir up this much attention and tension. Three days were ticked off, that is how long he has been in line. Discovering there was a crowd of people for game he did not want, surprised, and killed spirit. There was no sightseeing to be had. He wept on the inside.

For a man his size, it's hard to fathom him punk'd by a girl who barely had enough height on her to reach his bellybutton. Nevertheless, she somehow baptized him into one of the mental cases who had feelings pinched into submission. The necessity of the game was a life or death situation or so she insinuated. Dealing with a hungry strike from his, so called adopted sister/daughter was hell. Suppose it was the same for the rest of the people out here. "Weirdo's" He squinted his eyes, judging all of them, before he squealed like a little girl because of a sudden flash of light.

Of course, if in the right state of mind and not in a state of putty, Ymir would have taken this prime opportunity to rush inside, and grab the game ahead of the imminent stampede. Sadly, like the rest of the sheep, the face of bewilderment claimed him. Murmurs continued on as a body swam through the human ocean making way for her prize inside the building. Everyone remained in awe, staring like the idiots they were.

"What the hell..." Blue eyes targeted on the little lady, escaping from the building not to long after entering. Who did she think she was, outsmarting everyone? He waited in line for three days! Little feet nudging him in face, people tripping over him, and it were just an overall annoyance. No one did anything save for Ymir, the idiot one, feeding off emotions.

"Hay." He shouted after her, obvious. Like clockwork his hand grabbed for a make shift strap and dragged a black coffin along with him, bowling a few people over. Weird, he knew. "Hay!" The parrot repeated as if no one heard the first time. Quickly he trotted behind her, duckling in her steps until she halted. "Stop! You can't do that, lady. You cut in line and that is unacceptable. There he goes sounding like a fourth grader after getting shown up in class. Truly one up'd, by a much smaller being, which is super effective.

BY AERIE OF GANGNAM STYLE