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oh no! whatever will I do?! The only thing I can think of is PUT OUT AN UPDATE. Also I'm using colored text to differentiate between important people, because I forget if there is a 20 pics per post limit or not.
Our surprisingly rich and snobby looking school
Welcome to Mid
garheart! Our high school(because it is always a high school). It's surprisingly clean for a school, maybe they've invented everything-proof paint in the future. Talking to people doesn't really get us any information, other than we are a transfer student(because we are always a transfer student) and that they don't know us, so we head inside.
Clerk: "Ah, you must be the transfer student. Here's your school ID and a map, just in case you get lost. You're in class B. Your room is right down the hall to the right."
It seems that we're expected, since our teacher is standing outside the door.
But before we get a chance to head inside...
"Aaaah! I'm late, I'm late!" Ooh, a girl? I am intrigued, game.
And an important character at that!
Stubbs:
"Hey! Hold it right -- oh, that Liv! She'll be the death of me! Sorry, Randall, that Liv can be a real pest. Anyway, let's introduce you to the class."We walk into a surprisingly small class, where computers are built into each desk and there's a big-ass TV instead of a white-board. Huh, I guess this really is the future, cause today there'd be NO WAY anyone would pay attention if they had a computer and access to the internet in class.
Stubbs:
"All right, everyone. I'd like to introduce you to Randall. He's a transfer student, and today is his first day so make him feel welcome. Now, where can we seat you...."A student in a t-shirt with a popped collar you could hang-glide on speaks up.
(He looks REALLY cocky with his eyes closed, though I didn't mean to get the pic that way.)
Stubbs:
"Ah, there you go, Randall. You can take a seat next to Dennis in the front row."I can already imagine years of bullying because his name sounds like Denice, so we can already assume he's a wimpy nerd or something.
Dennis:
"Hiya, Randall. I'm Dennis, nice to meet you. If you have any questions, feel free to ask. I mean, we're neighbors now, right?"Stubbs:
"If you're all ready, boot up your PCs and we'll begin today's lesson."And so, Randall's classes began.
After class ends, we poke around and find out something interesting, aside from Liv being a shit student. Apparently, the school Robo tournament is coming up soon! That's neat, might actually get some robo gameplay going on before we die of dysentery. We talk to Dennis, and find out that he's into that stuff too.
Dennis:
"So, Randall, are you into custom robos? You interested in robo battles?" He really sounds like he's on the verge of gushing on us about it.
>yup
Dennis:
"Really?! Oh! Oh! Then, you should check out our team! I'm in a custom robo team, only we're short on members. I'm kinda busy today, but we can talk more about it tomorrow. See ya!"Walking outside, there appears to be some commotion coming from the courtyard.
I don't know a single sport with a 3 man team.
Boy: Why don't you just call it quits now, before you get totally humiliated!
Dennis:
"Woah hey, little early to write us off, don't you think?"Liv:
"Yeah, what do you care how many people we've got on our team?" Ooh, new character.
Bull:
"Keep picking losers and we'll change your team name from Numero Uno to, uhh... Numero Lame-o! Yeah... So why don't you quit your loser team and be my support instead?"Liv:
"Ha! Not a chance! See, I've got a thing against thugs like you who prefer brawn over brains in a robo battle." Ahh... this trope again. A classic for sure.
Bull:
"What are you talking about? You can't THINK the living tar outta someone! You gotta have strength if you wanna win! Strength is everything!" Liv:
"See what I mean? You think you can punch your way through every battle! There's no skill in that! There's no style! A true commander uses their brains to take out her foes! Brains beat brawn any day!"Bull:
"Yeah, and how many battles have you won? Oh yeah, NONE! Yeah, you totally convinced me!"Liv:
"You want convincing?! You got it! Warren! Take him out!" Maybe he'd be more convinced if you fought your own battles, lady.
Warren, it seems, had the same idea.
Liv:
"Hey! Wait! Warren, where are you going?!"Bull:
"Ha ha ha ha! Oh that's rich, that's real good... and then there were two! So who's next? Dennis? Or how about you, Liv? You wanna take his place?"
"Heh, so the last commander's got no backbone huh? You guys make me laugh. Anyone wanna give these losers a little help? Maybe you oughta grab a freshman for some fresh meat on your team! ... Nobody? Huh. Seems like nobody cares if your team just dries up and blows away, Liv."Liv:
"Urrgh..."After all that dialogue, we finally regain control of our character. Seeing as nobody is blocking the exit, I slip outside of school and... nothing. Huh. You can just... leave. There's nothing to do except go back and advance the plot, which I do by talking to Liv.
Liv:
"Hey, it's... you!"Dennis:
"Yeah, the new kid in our class... Randall, right?"Liv:
"So, did I hear you right? You're willing to fight for us?">yepperino
Bull:
"Woah, Liv, you're not serious are you? Look at this guy! He's a total amateur! You're not really gonna make him fight, are you? He might get... you know, hurt." Bull seems like a nice guy compared to Liv at this point.
Liv:
"Did I ask for your opnion? I said I'd let him do it! Say... Randall, I hate to ask but... you do own a custom robo, right?">y
Dennis:
"Um, Randall... are you at all familiar with the robo cube you got?">n
Dennis:
"Let me run it down for you then. Custom robos stay in their cube form whenever they're not in a battle."Liv:
"Wait a minute... you haven't even done your eye-scan registration yet!" The whatsit?
Dennis:
"I knew I had a bad feeling about this..."Liv:
"It's OK. No need to worry.(Not for you, anyway!) I'll explain it all. yadda yadda register yadda yadda stare into it's laser eyes yadda yadda. Got that?"We do the ice-tan recitation or whatever.
Liv:
"OK! We're ready to roll!!"Bull:
"Terry! Go get him!"Terry: "You got it boss!"
Liv:
"What's this Bullshit? Not gonna fight him?"Bull:
"Why should I? This guy's a total newbie, and I'm a team captain. I don't wanna hurt him." Dang, the dumb-but-strong trope guy is surprisingly likable.
Liv:
"Gah! You're so arrogant! OK, Randall, take him out!"And now we get to the meaty center of this roast beef sandwich of a game we call Custom Robo Arena, the combat.
First, the screen shows the opponent's robo and lists the parts it uses.
Then, it shows the battle arena and gives us options to change our parts in the garage, see the enemy info again, or battle.
And then,
WE BATTLE(fuck i forgot i left the cursor on the screen.)
Well, I guess I could explain how battle do. There are 4 basic attacks, Gun, Pod, Bomb, and Melee. Everything except your melee attack depends on what part you use, while melee is based on your model of robo. At the end, you get scored on how much HP you had left, how long the battle took, and how high your largest combo was. These decide how many star points or whatever you get and how much moolah you earn.
Anyway, we whoop Terry's ass.
Bull:
"Wait what?! Terry, you lost to a first-timer!?"Dennis:
"Woo-hoo! Good work, Randall!"Liv:
"Good work Randall! Was that really your first battle? Because that was impressive!"Bull: "
That did NOT just happen! You're a ringer, aren't you? Amateurs don't fight like that! ALL RIGHT, BUDDY! I challenge you!" Bring it on, big man, I'm ready to whoop-- hmm?
Mr Stubbs bringing out the karate or what?
Bull:
"Oh shoot, stubby's coming. Looks like you got off easy this time, Randall! We'll continue this at the school tournament! But if you lose... team Numero Uno's gotta break up! Got it?!" That's a stupid team name by the way, Liv.
Liv:
"What happens if you lose?"Bull:
"Hey, if I lose, I'll do whatever you want... cuz there's no chance I'm gonna lose! Ha!"Liv:
"It's a deal! The day after tomorrow, it's on!" Wait holy shit I just started and we're doing a local tournament? Hold up let me think about this for a second, uh, GET BONED aight see ya--
Bull:
"Hey Randall! You better show up, cuz I owe you a pounding!" Shit.
Dennis:
"Liv, what are you doing, making a promise like that? And to that thickheaded thug?! I know there's only the two of us left, but I still don't want the team to break up!"Liv:
"Two? What are you talking about, silly? We've got Randall on our team now!"Dennis:
"Don't get me wrong, I mean, we NEED more members on our team. I just need to know Randall's committed. Will you help us?" As I said, GET BONED, but the game wont let us progress until we say yes, like a bitch.
BONED.