Topic: How's my game story?

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I've written a video game story so I'd like to know how it is right now. forgot to do spacing for each paragraph so don't mind that. Other than that and that I forgot to put the time out and continue later on in the story, feel free to give feedback on what you think about it.

The Warkiest Wark of Artwarkswark

Well now, I guess we can end this epic story and say good byes, hugs and kisses…Girls only! What? You mean this is just the first page already? Didn’t I just tell you my story already? No seriously, I just told you the story while I was playing Super Metroid and…..say what? You weren’t there at all?
Hmph….oh well. I guess I have to tell you who I am and what I do and where I am and how I am and what I am as well.
In every case, I’m Artwark Swark, the Warkiest Wark of all the Swarks out there and I’m basically a Nintendo fanboy and will do whatever I can to support Nintendo even if it means to get a GAME-CUBE! Get it? No? Whatever!
So how I look like is pretty simple. I got my black sort of bushy, sort of curly hair, brown jacket with an orange shirt inside with a red tie that says “DK” in it and D-pad badges at the sides of the shirt, blue jeans, left glove has a Triforce and the right one has an Animal Crossing sticker and finally brown rounded shoes.
What? My suit doesn’t cover all Nintendo franchises? Well that’s because that the first half of my fanboy identity. And the other half is a little secret that I’ll cover later.
And just where can this handsome man possibly be? Why in the world called Gamesville! What? Ridiculous you say! You know what? I don’t blame you. You’re in the real world and I’m not so I guess you have to be a sucker to not believe in this stuff! Speaking of which, I gotta tell some stuff that you need to know before you can even begin reading on
Things that you should know before reading on!
Wark/Warky- Something or someone who’s loyal or awesome and will never do things for selfish desires. Oh and also gets things done the right way! It can also mean that he does things that others won’t do but in a way that it doesn’t offend anyone or anything for that matter.
Swark/Swarky- Opposite of a Wark/Warky. Rude, does things for selfish means, pirates games and most of all, swears a lot! Something that can also mean to plan something naughty.
Nintendo- seriously? Go google it! I’m lazy to give a brief answer of one of the most influential video game companies of all time that revolutionized the game industry to what it is now and my biggest star! Oh wait a minute….I just explained it briefly!
SEGA- …….google it.
Fan boy- a fan that’s a boy. Nothing else to say. Oh and he’s very loyal to whatever he supports.
Time Out!- Take a break from the story a bit to listen to your thoughts or my own. What? I can’t have any thoughts. How dare you! You Swarky swark!
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Anyways, I’ll tell you a tale where I believed in a tale that got me to where I am now. So I was born in 1992 at Redmond in a small town called Retro Street with my mom and dad at my side. Mom's a housekeeper and dad's a businessman.
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So what my parents look like? Three words….. 70’s and 90’s. 70’s is my mom who happened to be a hippie. She had brown bushy hair like that of a lion. Her dress is nothing less than a blue feather shirt with a moon crescent like a symbol.
Her pants were purple with violet flower patches in them and her shoes were white sneakers like those of a basketball player. But the best part was her face cause her face looked awesome with her green eyes, that smile that I always love whenever things go wrong and those ear rings she wore….was something that made me laugh for even now I don’t know what they are but they were just gold triangles.
90’s……is my dad whose strict, can’t take jokes, stubborn, adamant and worst of all……hates games! How he looks like? I’ll let you imagine that!
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Anyways when I was at home for the first time, there was this huge mansion that was like something you put your jaws wide open. Those five and the grey large doors made me feel like I might not like this place at all. As the door got opened, all I could see was a huge tv with a table having six slots with the sofas just being plain brown and soft….nothing special there.
The kitchen was stunning though! Everything there was shining white especially the plates and cups as well as the table.
But enough of that. Let’s talk about how I got into gaming! So as my mom took me upstairs climbing the stairs that were brown like those sides that you see in bread, she opened a door that was white in colour but had an interesting red door knob. As she opened the door, I was amazed to see how awesome my room was!
It had three jet like planes flying at some red planet with a ring around it without any sort of propellers! Then I saw a huge turtle with red hair like flames, a shell with spikes and its arms were yellow like dark yellow and it had spikey bracelets in its wrists and finally, it had a long tail with spikes at the top. It was overall the creepiest turtle I’ve ever seen before and the best part was….it was chasing a fat Italian plumber who had a happy face and……..
Time out!
Alright that’s it! To those of you who can’t figure it out by now, they are all game characters from Nintendo ok? Those jets are Arwings from Star Fox! The plumber and turtle? Mario and Bowser!
What?!? You seriously can’t tell the turtle and the plumber?!?!? Ok I think I should probably warn you about this story in the warkiest way possible!
Those who have no basic education in video games or have never played video games before or have never seen a video game before or have never been encouraged to play video games or have never thought of playing video games before or have no specific qualifications in playing video games may never understand or appreciate the story this author is struggling to explain.
If that is the case, please refer to the internet website called google for whichever game related subject to those who fail to understand. To those who have no knowledge in google, go to start<internet explorer<www.google.com and type the information. To those who are incapable of doing this..................... Further advice cannot be given.
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So long story short…my room was awesome and yours wasn’t! Wa wa wa! Nah I’m kidding! But seriously though, my room’s awesome!
So when I was raised in the town, I grew up being an avid Nintendo gamer. And just how did I end up becoming one you ask? Well it’s pretty short actually.
During Christmas, my mom somehow knew I love cartoons a lot so she managed to get me Super Mario World alongside the SNES as a Christmas gift. Since I was too young, my mom helped me to set up the SNES and run Super Mario World.
My mom held the controller with my hands in it as well like a handicap. We saw the introduction that Dinosaur Island is in trouble and we played the left side level first. But something snapped to me. It’s like It was this guy that I saw in my room, the plumber jumping with joy. Could it be that same guy that I kept seeing in my room? Well it is and I began to feel like I love the character. It’s something about him that makes me want to be close to him like a best friend. So that is when I laughed and cried out loud.
“It’s that plumber in my room!”
“Why yes it is sweetie!” mom cried out smiling
So when we cleared the level, my mom suddenly let go of the controller as the phone rang. But I didn’t care about that because I was still playing the game. As I played, I began to love it more and more. Its visuals, music and gameplay kept me wanting to play more of it. My mom while talking smiled at me playing the game.
It’s something that you feel when you play a game and yet that feeling…..can only be expressed to the one who plays it. This is what I love about gaming man. The game feel that the game gives you while playing the game, looking at the game and listening to the game.
What you think about the game, whether you find it worthwhile or when you accidentally got disappointed about the game you were hyped for, all that depends on the game feel the game gives you.
So when I beat the game in about 14 hours, I looked at the credits and wondered what those names are and why I couldn’t play more. So I asked mom about it and she told me this.
“Those are real people who worked so hard to make this masterpiece Art”.
Yeah she calls me Art because she doesn’t like my real name so much.
“But why are their names so weird?” I asked.
“Because that’s what makes them special. That’s what Japan is Art….names that are odd but noble.”
At this point I was shocked and screamed
“This game was made in Japan?!?”
“Yes dear. These wonderful people decided to share their gift to the world.” She said.
“But then why would they want to do that?” I asked.
My mom then looked at me and smiled and said this.
“To make people smile no matter what.”
That is when I smiled and I became happy…..and from that day forth, I learnt the history, staff and finally the games that were all about one thing….. Nintendo.
It is then that I knew the word Nintendo would make me happy because I could see Mario and that’s all that matters to me.
Time out!
Now if you wanna ask me real quick as which is my favorite Mario game of all time......well, that's kinda tricky because all the games are great! Well ok maybe Super Mario Bros 2 wasn't that great but it was still good nonetheless!
But if I have to choose, I got to go with Super Mario World as it just swarks it! Like I said earlier, this game felt like you're in a world...a warky world I should add! There was a lot to do even if you beat the game like finding secret exits, unlocking switches and geting those extra levels in the end which I won't spoil.....even if you wark me to!
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So you can guess by now how my life would be until graduation right? Well even if you can't, I'm not gonna give a huge essay about it because A. It’s depressing and B. It was console wars where Nintendo and SEGA were fighting each other to the end but like I said earlier.....we know who won the war.....right?
So why is the console war a bad thing? Well my whole classmates were SEGA fan boys back then and if anyone was a Nintendo fan boy, they would be mocked as fat plumbers with no bumpers, being pranked over something that's beyond embarrassing and finally, being forced to play with a SEGA fan boy until he/she admits that SEGA is 10x better than Nintendo will ever be!
But there is one thing that the school told me.....a legend that nobody knows of....a legend that only the pure hardcore gamer can get access to....a legend that every gamer's desire....a legend that....yeah you get the gist!
It’s called Gamesville.....you know, where I am right now?( forgot so soon eh?)
It was first heard when we got a student from Canada. He had brown hair, wore glasses, had a nice cool looking black shirt with a little thing that says this.
“Gamesvile....where every gamer seeks it.”
Lucky for me, the new guy sat next to me during class( Which is a free period by the way!) looking at me in the eye, giving me that friendly look that new guys would normally do and started talking to me.
“So you must be the cool Nintendo dude that everyone tells me.”
“ You better wark it!” Said me. But before I started talking, I wanted to make sure if he was another SEGA fanboy like everyone else here so tested him.
“Boy nothing beats the Phantasy Star series eh?”
“Well.....” He paused for a second, pushed his glasses a little with his right hand finger and then responded.
“Not really. I'll admit that the series was great for its time but there were RPG's that were designed better. Like Final Fantasy VI, Chrono Trigger....heck even Pokemon somehow nails it!”
So from this I knew he's not much of a SEGA fanboy. Now I had to test him if he was a Nintendo fanboy instead.
“Super Mario Bros......a game that revived the game industry single handedly.....don't you agree?”
“Nope.” he said with a little grin holding his glasses to make his look more....swarky!
“Before Super Mario Bros came out, other platformers existed. Heck Nintendo only revived the US game economy by making hit games like Super Mario World. Other countries were still doing fine with PC as the way of going into gaming.”
This made me a little upset seeing that I'm a Ninty fanboy of course! Hey I got a childhood hero here so don't act like it’s not that warky because it really is all that warky!
So I looked at his shirt and had to ask him something that just got me curious....even for a t-shirt.
“What's gamesville?”
The dude gave me a look that made me look like I'm in a world of the past which looked like a world with no phones which looked like a world with these telegraphs which looked like something you'd press on and on to get messages which looked like some cryptic code that you'd have to use a sort of a computer which looked like a big fridge where you put in the paper and it makes out beeps and boops which...... didn't do much of sounds for a thing that does beeps and boops.
So long story short.....he just said
“You never heard of it?!? sad dude.....sad”
“So I swarked it up so what?” I said that cause well....I didn't want to make a big deal out of it (even though it’s a big deal).
Then he came closer to me looking at both sides if the coast was clear and said.
“Meet me at 3:00 clock after school.”
“Why is that?”
“Because it’s more than just telling you the tale”
So after the school got over, I went outside the building looking at the clock that clearly says three and waited just like how he wanted. And then he shows up walking silently, looking around to find out if anyone's swarking us. Then he was lifting something out of his pocket and showed it to me. It was a map to the one and only.....Gamesville!
And what does this warkiest wark look like that leads to the wark of the warks and beatens the swarks who depressed the warks by listening to the swarks swark and hurting the warks wark until now?
Well its just a paper with a doodle of a manhole with a shop called Aqua's Bowl(sells fish pets) and finally a big huge square space with nothing in it.
“I assume that's a warks dream map?”
“Yep. It is.” Then he started talking with a low voice making sure not even a little gossip gets to the whispering swarks out there!
“Long ago there was a game collector called Ville Semag who would never let anyone play his games no matter what. His young brother can't play them, his parents can't even touch them and worst of all, he gets games even by being a grouchy!”
Time out!
Some life for a kid eh? What? You're one of those lucky kids who get what they want? Wow! So if you have a Wii U, give it to me so I can be more of a wark instead of a swark! Nah I'm just kidding! But I wish I got a Wii U though cause that things amazing!
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“But then something in him changed when he saw a girl that changed his life called Canadah. They were both in love during the time they were in high school until one day his fiancé got killed in a bus accident.
And it was when that he decided that he was too greedy to let his games for himself and so he made a world hidden around Canada since his girlfriend was also with the same name.....only different. So he called this place games ville because his name semag could be reversed to make it sound only a world with games in it.”
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Boy some love story eh? I mean the tale itself isn't that warky. Why would he give all his games to anyone when the games themselves had nothing to do with his love life? Does his fiancae even love to play games? I mean what's the point of him going to Canada just let gamers play all the games that he's grown up with?
Couldn't it have been all over USA? So Canada gets to be so lucky to have all these warky things that we'd want in US? It’s bad enough that Europe gets to have stuff that makes us Americans so swarky like the time where the Europe got the super awesome coloured SNES controller and the US gets a one that's awesome at best! (I love the American model SNES!)
At this point of the story, you know what this tale means? It means that either the readers have to bring out theories of how something like this could happen until the whole truth comes out.
...Or that it could be something that the Angry Video Game Nerd could pinpoint in his words(I'm converting the fowl languages into warks and swarks inorder to make this story not so controversial so pardon me!) that this whole story that I'm trying my warkiest wark to explain...... is a big whole mess like a skunk's puke that can't be disintegrated because of some swark that was made to purify the Warks who work so hard to deal with the swarky's harsh swarks but can't because of the situation of the swarks fighting over the warks and yet the tale itself is an abomination of all mankind that it doesn't give a swark. In the end...it swarks!
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“But then a hacker who used gamesville for shelter inorder to escape from the cops discovered the technology gamesville used as the world itself was tax-free!”
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Woah woah woah! What was that again?
“....The technology gamesville used as the world itself was tax-free!”
Ok let's hear the jaw breaking part here!
“The world itself was tax-free!”
Dude do you know what that means? It means free electricity! And you know what that means? Getting games without other worries! And you know what that means? Will power! And you know what that means? My future! So for the sake of the legendary gamesvile, let's forget all the plotholes we've observed in the tale and let the critics decided the fate of my story! After all, critics can say whatever warks with them right?
Yep the whole reason why I wanted to find gamesville was because of that! Think about it! No bills means saving a lot of money and that means I can make more money by playing games and spend them for new games without a single worry about taxes!
Of course, there are still other basic things like groceries and bathrooms but that's not as problematic as electricity cause seriously, even when paying for bills, we still get power cuts at times and that ain't warky man!
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“And that's that. And this map is from the hacker after he was found. And he said that the place itself is so awesome that he never wanted to leave from there. And the only criticism that he gave was online speed which is understandable seeing that devs are still struggling to give online gaming smoothness.”
Then he stopped and I was all warky man! To think such a thing really exists really proves that a gamer’s problem would really be solved!
“Well I gotta go now! I got to play me some Ultima Online!” He concluded and he left riding his read solid skateboard pushing his left leg to ride it.
Yeah its Ultima Online and may I remind you that this takes place around the year 2000 before I got graduated? What? You want to know his name? Its Jeremy. Now let's move on.....What? you want to know more about him? My aren't you a sneaky swark you little swarky you!
Well as much as I'd like to find out too, I don't know much of him because he quickly moved back to Canada due to some personal problems. No don't feel bad. Sure he looked awesome but there's lots of awesome guys out there.....like Reggie Fils Amie!
So off I went back to home and talked to my parents about it during dinner. Mom was quiet about it because well....let's just say that she can't do anything about it because of Dad's reactions and decisions.
Dad wasn't really that impressed as expected from every dad.
“Son, you really need to stop playing those games! Its making your mind glued to the virtual world rather than facing reality, if I was you, I'd worry about you're studies more than this jibber jabber!”
I got really angry and decided to yell at him but mom's face begged me not to so for her sake, I kept quiet and continued eating my peas with some coleslaw.
At night as I was getting about to sleep in the bed where the paintings I once saw earlier when I was young are now fading off slowly and I was fine with that because well..... I thought maybe dad was right. Maybe I really shouldn't have this dream of finding gamesville at all.
When suddenly mom entered and sat with me in the bed and hugged me all of a sudden.
“Art. Thank you so much for not doing anything harsh during dinner,” She said with tears rolling in her eyes.
“Mom why are you crying so much for a silly thing like gamesville?”
“Because the legend really is true! Don't listen to what you're father says. You're a really talented boy Art and your dreams are no worse than anyone elses!” She then stopped and looked at the paper in my mini desk where there's a Super Mario Alarm clock with a picture of me and mom being happy.
“Art, I can understand the pain that this is confusing you....but do me a promise. Find this place that matches the picture. If you can't find it, then I'll be awakened to realize that it’s a silly tale......but if you do find it, I want you to show it to me no matter how it looks like!”
At first I was surprised that mom really thinks gamesville is real. But since she's so friendly to me and all that and that she's my mom, of course I'll do it and so I said.
“I promise mom. No matter what happens!” I said with a grin and mom also gave a small grin.
Wouldn't it be really nice if parents really do spend a lot of time with their kids if they put their minds into it?
I don't know how you're parents are or how they treat you, but I'm guessing that this whole thing of my mom believing me and being friendly with me can't possibly happen to your own mom and so you find this emotion thing hard to believe......and you're right on that part.
But if I can defend the point, I can say that they’re reasons why parents are what they are. If parents don't buy specific stuff for you, it’s either because they're worried sick about your attitude in the future or that they can't afford it.
Of course games are a different matter altogether especially in today's standards where you can get classic games at a cheap price but even then, many games have aged and if you like that, it’s great but if you don't and find stuff you can't get, don't blame your parents for that because that stuff is targeted for really rich guys.
But enough of that cause this is where things get sad for my entire family. At the graduation day, my family were going to Rimpton Highschool late night for the ceremony. We parked outside the gate where there were cycles with their flagpoles saying Genesis does what Nintendon't.........argh! Who the heck coined up that word in the first place?
Anyways, we headed inside where my dad talked to me.
“So my boy's soon gonna be a constructor!” exclaimed dad patting me on my left shoulder.
I got puzzled by this as I already decided to do what I want and that getting a college degree in the field of arts. So I got furious about it.
“What do you mean by constructor dad? I've decided to study the field of arts and so did mom!”
After hearing this, he made a frown and gave me a warning look. Then he tried smiling and further suggested me to be a constructor.
“You know what an artist does son? He just paints stuff that he thinks will make good money for him but if he fails, he loses.” This already made me crossed and mom started looking rather upset.
“But a constructer. No. He never has to worry about his work being done as long as he does it, he gets paid. And you do wanna get paid right? So why......” He stopped and then I butted in and asked him this.
“Why do you want me to be a constructor?”
Then his frown got worse with his entire face giving even a meaner look like that of a goblin only instead of a smile, it’s the opposite.
At this point, things didn't seem to go well with me and dad as we looked at each other getting angrier and angrier until mom shouted.
“Look sweetheart! Its tacos!”
Then I stopped looking at him and screamed “Tacos! Where?!?”
“Over there at the dining table!” she further added and so I headed there like it’s a big deal. Yeah I love tacos ever since I was at taco bell.
“Hold on brat! We need to talk about your future!” Yelled my dad with his eyes being more terrified and his fists were tight that he was about to chase me until mom caught hold of his black coat with her right hand and pulled him outside the school.
“Mom, what are you doing? Let go! I need to talk to him about his future!” yelled dad trying to pull out his coat from mom's hand.
......You're probably wondering what's my real mom's name right? It’s Mom. Simple as that. You think people would talk a lot of personal stuff with strangers? And besides.....I actually don't know her full name and when I did ask her, all she said was this
“Just call me mom for short sweetie!”
So anyways back to the story. So dad was about to chase me and blah blah blah and then I was busy eating the juicy delightful tacos when all of a sudden, I felt a huge force at my back and I knew who that was as soon as I felt it....
“Edison!” yelled Jaws with his hand held tight towards my left shoulder, his latest SEGA jacket that he managed to get from Sonic 2s Day(the day how US got Sonic 2 for Genesis....remember?)his orange hair held up with curls to look a little.....swarky, his black jeans and shoes that nearly resemble those of Michael Jackson and his mouth wide open with his teeth looking big like those of a shark.....except being less pointy....you get the idea....and that might explain how he got the name Jaws from the movie Jaws! Get it?
So what's with my name being Edison you ask? Well that's the name my dad gave me. Like I said earlier, neither me nor my mom like that name so we just had to put up with it as long as dad was around.
And why did dad ever thought of using Edison? Because Edison was a great business man and so he got motivated to use that for my name to hold his legacy. What? Why I'm not happy with that you ask? Cause it just doesn't suit well for me! And having that name at this period of time just ain't that great because of so many problems these names can give in today’s standards.
And frankly speaking, I don't want to do business. Sure its a great thing if you want to make your own studio and form teams and such but since I'm so average at economics and that its my least favourite subject and comes second to math (yeah I hate math too!) I don't see the motivation here at all.
Anyways back to the story, I was interrupted by Jaws alongside his fiancé Emerald who basically his biker's sis with black dress with a black jacket, black shoes, black curly hair and black sunglasses. The only thing not black on her is her face(not a racist joke!) and her red earrings but that's just about it.
“So Edi, how's it going? Played any SEGA games lately?” Asked Jaws with his fearsome grin coming close to my face.
“umm.....SEGA games? Well um....I've played um....Sonic Advance....Kinda fun game really!” I said that with my whole body shaking like how it would when the weather's cold or when you hear spooky tales from your dad or your bro for that matter.
“Really? I love Sonic man! Where can I get that game?” Asked Jaws suprised with his jaws wide open and his hand pulling me closer to his ear.
“It’s on....err.....well......err....um....” I was busy thinking straight because if I told him it was on a Nintendo system, He'd get furious.
“Speak up Edi! I want that game, where can I get it?” yelled Jaws with his smile being bigger and his eyebrows being crossed like that of Sonic (if you don't know him, goggle it!)
Then I got scared than ever. The other classmates that noticed me felt pity because they all know that SEGA is no more a console and software maker but instead just a software maker (goggle about that too if you don't know about it!)
Finally I gave myself a sad face, ate the taco in my hands for my final request took a deep breath and told him
“It’s only for the Game Boy Advance Jaws. SEGA gave up on making consoles and now only makes software Jaws and there's nothing you can do to change that.”
Then everyone was shocked to hear this coming from me and they all knew how stubborn Jaws is and won't accept it no matter what because he grew up with SEGA and it’s like a living soul to him....which is touching but since I'm a Nintendo guy here....It ain't to me at least.
“What was that Edi? Did my ears just hear a Nintendon't fan say that Sonic Advance is ONLY on a Nintendo System? Said Jaws about to release holding Emerald's waist on his right hand and beginning to raise his fist towards me.
“You heard that right Jaws. I'm tired of being bullied by you and your so called girlfriend!” I said that with my face rather crossed and him and I starred at each other for a moment and then he got angry.
“Jaws darling, if we gotta fight, let's do it outside...okay? Asked Emerald politely. Yeah for some reason Emerald isn't really on Jaws side with SEGA cause she knows the truth of SEGA.
“No! We're gonna settle it here, Once and for all!” Said Jaws pushing her off with is right hand. She was flipping off a little and fell down flat. Then she looked at him with tears starting to roll on her eyes. Then she got up and yelled at him.
“That's it Jaws! We are through! I hope you find someone who can put up with your stupid self! Atleast Swark is tolerable unlike you!” And then she ran out of the school to be alone crying.
“Hmph! Who needs her? I sure as hell don't!” Said Jaws looking rather grumpy.
I felt sorry for her since she was the only one Jaws ever had not just for means of a love life, but also for means of having a true friend.
Then I felt something warky like a pumping feel to say something. And then I screamed.
“Listen! Forget being scared of Jaws and his gang! You can't let them bully you and force yourself to like SEGA because of them.”
“You gotta stand up to them and show them all the Nintendo games you'll always love for now and ever! You know deep down who won the war so who's swarking you?”
Suddenly Jaws got angry and started chasing me ready to fight when I took something out of my jacket, swang back and punched his face with it and his nose got broke and he drew his hands backwards and finally, he collapsed looking rather fainted.
So what was the thing I punched him with you ask? My only childhood game ever... Super Mario World cause no game ever came close to beating World except maybe Sonic 3 & Knuckles which is one of my favorite games of all time next to World (But World is still the best so don't get the wrong idea here!)
Then everyone starred in amazement slowly beginning to wisper to each other realizing how swarky Jaws really is. And then a guy with dorky glasses and clothes with pimples on his face yelled out.
“He's right! We Sapieans have socialized the entertainment media and corrupted its purpose! We have to scrutinize the true value of it and unleash its potential to re-socialize it and revamp it once and for all!”
Well......judging from our wartistical warkulations from the warkiest wark here.....not even I can make any warks of it!
And as you would've guessed, no one got a word he said and everyone was just looking at him and jaws bacically was just opening his mouth wide open with drool.....eww!
And then took a deep breath and said this.
“Let's fight the fan boys who made us like the SEGA games that we hated so much by punching them with all SNES favourites!”
Then it made sense all of a sudden with the crowd going wild and picking out their pockets with none other than all the SNES masterpieces!
Now of course something could be swarking you’re mind and that you’re wondering how a lot of Nintendo fan boys showed up all of a sudden right? Remember I said that every classmate was a SEGA fan boy?
Well…..what do you think? What? You say that the school originally had lots of Nintendo fan boys until Jaws showed up and he forced every student to become SEGA fan boys and that’s how only a few Nintendo fans were there at the time until now? Well actually…..no!
How it really worked out was that the principal of the school himself is a SEGA fan and that if anyone were caught into trouble, instead of rather giving usual punishments like detention, he forces the troublemakers to be Sega fan boys until next grade!
What? Doesn’t sound much like a punishment? Let me elaborate this point a little more…..You are forced to be a fan of SEGA till next grade…..that means that any game you want to play outside of SEGA cannot be done and cannot be even thought of because the principle told a lie to the parents that SEGA games are very educational and since parents are actually stupid enough to believe that SEGA games are educational, they force their kids to play their games for the rest of the grade to get high scores and since the students don’t want to support SEGA, they will never ever attempt to make pranks at schools for the rest of their life during school at least.
So is it swarky enough for you? What? You’re saying that it doesn’t make any sense because it doesn’t cover up the ones who are SEGA fans and to those who aren’t into video games and in the end isn’t really that ethical? That’s because they can’t deal with the swarks out there!

You see, the ones who don’t get into gaming are obviously going to be swarked because of how the school treats them. They will be swarked forever and ever until they move over to the new school or that they start getting involved into the gaming community the school basically consists.
Now some of you would be wondering if gaming is all we do in school. And I can tell you that its implemented in a way that gaming does matter in school. For example, our teacher Mr.Geodude (not that pokemon!) is a mathematics teacher who teaches us by referring video games in it like how many Geodudes (The Pokemon) are needed to push a crate if four of them are…..ok I forgot the question but you get the idea!
As for the SEGA fans….well they get a different punishment. They are supposed to play Phantasy Star 2 again and again until next grade and we all know how frustrating the game is even now!
What? You want to know where the sad part of my family really is. Hold your warks man, I’m getting there!
So the fight was like two bolts struck together where Nintendo fans were throwing a fistful of SNES gems that the poor old Genesis fans wished that it had while at the same time, the Genesis fans had games that embarrassed the SNES fans. But like I mentioned earlier….we know who won the console war………right?
Where I was in this battlefield? Busy eating tacos and watching the battle of course! I could take part in the war, but well these crunchy tacos and the scenery……all makes sense to me in a warky way if you ask me.
Then as soon as the crowd heard a loud foot stomp, we all knew who it was and we freeze and stood motionless like how you’d see game crashes happening these days( I feel your pain too bro!)
It was none other than the principle…..Kaner Whales. He was slowly walking with his black shoes stomping louder and louder every step, His blue tie swung left and right while his hands were relaxed on his brown pant pockets and his brown coat had a pocket with a Genesis game in it and the labels hidden so we couldn’t tell what the game is.
Then he looked at all of us and then all of a sudden…..he started laughing! I mean literally he started laughing so hard that his mouth nearly spat out loud like thunder….we all got puzzled even Jaws (who’s still drooling big time….eww!)
Then he stopped and started talking.
“Students…..this is the happiest day of my life. I cannot stress enough of how passionate you are to gaming. I can only wish you the best of luck of what your dreams seek. Go out and have an adventure where no gamer has ever gone before! Because…..”
He then stopped for a moment with tears starting to roll over his eyes. Jaws was shocked that he suddenly stopped drooling (about time it happened!) and gave me and everyone else a suspended look.
“Because the Mitchell High School is shutting down!” screamed Whales. At this point, everyone was shocked to hear this even me! The fact that we were the last ones to be in the school and that this school had lots of great memories even if the majority of them were bad! (To me at least!)
“We made sure that every one of you would get graduated….that’s why we were so caring by trying to get into what the students were getting into and use that as means of getting them highscores….. And it turns out that games are something both you and I love.”

Then at last everyone started feeling depressed after hearing this. Some students started crying in agony while others were stumped and were speechless when hearing this.
Me? I got extremely angry after hearing this crunching my last crump of the taco and putting the taco down like it meant nothing to me now. Then I screamed
“Why is Mitchell out of business?!?”
“Because of me that’s why!” finally said the one who I was shocked to see….my dad!
I was so shocked to see my dad do this that you can imagine my expression by observing any anime characters you can think of ( except that expression where the tears really aren’t falling out the face….i don’t get it.)
“Dad? You’re behind this?” I asked rather puzzled.
“That’s right boy! And now I have full access to the school and I intend to shut it down to build my own company,….Harold Corporations.”
“But this school has memories….ones that even mom can’t forget!”
“Screw your mom Edison! She’s gone now and you can’t see her anymore.” added dad with a small grin to hurt me even more.
I exploded. My heart stopped for a while and after a few moments, it pounded so fast that I couldn’t bear to hear something like that.
“Where’s mom dad?”
“I’m not your daddy anymore!”
He then stopped for a moment to think what he can do even more badly than he already did.
“….unless you decide to be a constructer and give up your dreams!”
“Never! I’d rather be with mom than work for you!”
“Suit yourself.” Then he raised his right hand and gave a snap. Then all of a sudden, the cops showed up stomping their feet loud like elephants and as I looked at them, they were rather tough where one was more of a hardball with his chin solid as a mountain and then another who’s big nose was sharp that simply touching its tip can cause some pain. The most swarky of them all is the one in the centre who’s hair is combed in such a way that only one eye can be seen (kinda like manga/anime) His chin was flat and he had blue eyes even though I can notice only one eye in him. All the cops wore the same uniform which was blue with black ties and pants and they all wore the official cops badge that shone like pure gold.
These cops held nothing except their basic police equipment like handcuffs at their side pockets, torches, those big black batons except the guy with the flat chin as I couldn’t see his baton not that it mattered anyway and finally, the guy with a tough chin held a doughnut in his shirt pocket (seriously though, just what exactly is the relationship between doughnuts and cops?)
“Men, escort the students out of here!” ordered my dad.
I tightened my fists so hard that I started running towards dad and then I pounced at him and pushed him down trying to make sense out of him while grabbing and pulling out his black coat.
“What’s wrong with you dad?!? Why are you doing this? You could build you’re factory someplace else! Leave the school out of this! Do you realize that this is one of the few schools here in Redmond?”
Then suddenly I felt a force that struck upon my chest and I was pushed back and then I collapsed.
“Art!” cried out Wales. The whole school was shocked to see me get hit like that from a cop.
While I was recovering from the pain, I looked up only to see the man with the flat chin looking at me rather serious.
Then everyone was quiet and started leaving the school. The nerdy student gave Jaws Sonic Advance with a Game Boy Advance SP as means of thanking our principle…..and yet Jaws is still puzzled with no idea what’s going on while tears start dropping. In fact every student started crying as they left with their certificates in their position.
“Take the certificate and leave kid. You’re lucky that you atleast got some education.” said the flat chin cop. Some students looked at him with a frown. It’s like as if they know who he is.
With me not having much of choice, I took the certificate and ran off to search for mom. No one stopped me….not even dad.
As I ran away with tears flowing out of my eyes, Emerald noticed me outside the school.
“Art!” she cried out but it was no use as I didn’t pay any attention to what anyone wanted to tell me.
As sunset began to arrive, I kept screaming mom everywhere as much as I could but no luck. I called her in the museum, the library (Yeah I broke the rules here so what?), the park, the market…..but still no luck.
It was late at night and I then realized that I don’t have a home after hearing the news of my parents being divorced (atleast I thought it was). So if I go back to dad, I have to work as a builder and never will fulfil my dreams or even find mom. If I go to the police, they would have sent me foster parents and I didn’t want that because I already got a family and having a second one was only making matters worse. I had no other choice now but to get a basic job for a living with my only hope….my school certificate.
Before I could even do that, I needed a place to stay for a night let alone forever. So I went to a motel and saw the price of 10$ for one night. I emptied my pockets to find out 10$ and that’s all I had. So I went inside and as I was about to pay, the innkeeper took the sign and with his small paint brush stroke the price sign and changed it from 10 to 15$! I tried to beg that swark to get one night for 10$ but he said no and pushed me out and closed the door.
At this point I was hopeless. I almost started to feel like a beggar. I had no choice but to sleep on a park chair that I just noticed and while the tree around the grassy field was another option, I was so depressed that I didn’t care about the comfort. I took the scraps of some newspaper from the dustbin to keep my body sort of warm and got some sleep. But oh boy….it gets worse!
As I was sleeping, I felt some water drops on my face. When I opened my eyes, It started raining and well….being exhausted and sad at the moment, I decided to ignore the rain and just sleep as much as possible. What? You say that I should’ve slept under a tree instead? Well, yeah….I guess I could have done that to make the scene even more dramatic and that could have at least make the newspaper readable at morning and….Hey! Are you trying to break the fourth wall here? Let’s just get on to the story already!
So as I woke up early in the morning, I noticed that I wasn’t in the park anymore but instead. I found myself in a nice warm house! And then all of a sudden I heard a loud voice
“It ain’t a good idea to get yourself wet with that certificate boy!”
I looked at him and he was huge with his orange shirt having three large folds and his eyes were big and black. His skin color was a bit dark too, with his arms folded. His legs were thin and small and he wore brown pants with slippers.
We both saw each other like something you’d be puzzled to know where to even begin, something like it was something to do or rather something that shouldn’t be done. Or something like…..yawn boy I’m bushed!
Ok pal let’s call it a day and wark the rest tomorrow eh? What? You wanna know more? Hey come on man, I’m bushed and this story’s already getting as long as it should be. And besides, the story is only about to get better than it is now. So If you really want to know from the point I met this man…Do me a solid and just stay tuned to the next chapter and I promise I won’t goof around with ya (that’s a maybe!)