HOUSECAUGHT
Your name is Zarsin Tezlai. You are 8 sweeps old. You enjoy writing fan fiction, but never let anyone read it in fear it is as awful as you suspect. All of your friends make fun of your screwed up teeth and huge glasses that take up half of your face, but you’re too shy to tell them that their teasing bothers you.
You have an obsession with fan art (although you can’t draw it) of your favorite book, Housecaught. One of your friends draws amazing fan art and you are super jealous of him.
Your Trollium handle is WordArtist, and you tend to speak in A Proper Manor.
Today just so happens to be your wriggling day.
What will you do?
Why, of coarse, you will continue to stay seated at your desk, writing fan fiction. You are confused why this question even crossed your mind.
You drop your writing stick in surprise as your laptop signals that you have a new message on your favorite chat client, Trollium. You relax and open your computer.
After a quick glance at the monitor you think oh gosh, think of the troll devil.
It seems that your friend, Eternallycreativ, has graced you with his virtual presence. You roll your eyes. You had better see what he wants, though. Probably just wanting to brag about his new fan art he probably just made. Probably just to piss you off. Okay, so maybe you’re reading too much into this. You haven’t even read what he sent yet.
Eternallycreative began trolling Wordartist.
EC: hey nerd
EC: ju2t made 2ome new fan art
EC: thought I’d let you be the fir2t one to 2ee it
Eternallycreative sent Wordartist a photo.
EC: later lo2er
Eternallycreative ceased trolling Wordartist.
As soon as you get a look at the picture he sent you, you can feel your blood begin to boil in your veins.
You quickly calm yourself down and begin your daily activity of positive thinking. You are a skilled writer. You are very good at breathing. You are very popular in the world that you have created in your mind.
Alright, you think you are calm enough to respond to his message.
Wordartist began trolling Eternallycreative.
WA: Gee, Bavron. You Sure Are Talented.
EC: damn right
WA: I Can’t Wait To See Some More Of Your Art!
EC: I’m 2ure you’ll get another chance to 2ee 2ome more of my drawing2
EC: After all
EC: I AM eternally creative
Eternallycreative ceased trolling Wordartist.
You hate talking to that guy. All he does is rub his skills in your face. Oh, who are you kidding? He has a right to! You mean, did you see that drawing?
You strum your fingers on your desk as you continue to stare at your computer monitor. You really shouldn’t let these things get to you like this. You shut your laptop, pick up your writing stick, and try to continue writing your fan fiction. Out of all the fan fictions you’ve ever written, you think this one is your favorite. It’s a ship of your two favorite characters in Housecaught, Irisel and Kantri. So far, you have them in a roleplaying game called Zarp. Personally, you don’t like participating in roleplaying games like these because you think they are too dangerou—
You jump out of your seat again as your laptop obnoxiously notifies you that you have another message! You clutch your chest with your hand and try to steady your breathing. You really have to change your alert tone on your laptop. One of these days it’s going to give you a heart attack!
Looking at your computer monitor, you see that another one of your friends wants to chat!
Tipsyhacker began trolling Wordartist.
TH: h3y zarsin!
TH: gu3ss what?!
TH: I just program3d this amazingly cool gam3!
TH: you wanna g3t 3v3rybody to play tonight?! >:D
WA: Sure!
WA: That Sounds Awesome!
WA: Have You Given It A Name Yet?
TH: y3p!
TH: I call it
TH: ZBURT
TH: its amazing!!!
TH: it puts you into th3 gam3!!
WA: Don’t All Games Do That?
TH: not card or dic3 gam3s…
TH: it do3snt matt3r!
TH: its still th3 b3st gam3 you’r3 3v3r gonna play!!
WA: I Believe You! (:<
WA: I Can’t Wait To Play It!
TH: you should t3ll 3v3ryon3 about it!
TH: oh y3ah!
TH: happy wriggling day!!!!!
TipsyHacker ceased trolling Wordartist.
WA: Thanks
Oh, jeez. Didn’t you JUST get through thinking about how much you HATE roleplaying games?! Oh well. You already told her you were going to play it. What’s more, you told her you were going to individually message all of your friends and tell them about the game! Oh, how you hate social interaction! It’s a darn good thing you know about procrastination! You decide to feed your lusus before messaging your friends. Desperate times call for desperate measures, you suppose.
You prepare yourself for the climbing of 94 flights of stairs. Having a lusus with wings sure is a lot of work, but it makes for great procrastination opportunities!
Now that you have reached the platform, you realize that you have forgotten to bring any lusus food with you! It’s a good thing you store some up here!
You quickly shuffle back to your room soon after feeding your lusus. Your guess its time to get down to business. Definitely no more stalling. Time to stop beating around the bush. Really time to grab the bull by the horns, here. Okay. Here you go. You’re slowly reaching toward your laptop. Going to start typing up some messages soon. Nope, not going to put it off any longer.
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