The Amazing N00b (Part 2)
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Nice sequel!
It's a nice read, easy to get and I didn't see any points that might be improved (not that I'm an expert).
Not to mention, great humor and a nice way to make fun of game mechanics!
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Hehe, done yourself good on this one. Well done.
Another good story. N00b is still as funny as ever, but it would be good to see him kick some butt for once. I want to know what powers he has. However, the noobness of him is still as funny. Good story Innigo.
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Thanks for the kind words everyone.
Within the story I don't want to come right out and say what AT N00b is or what powers he has it, but should become apparent over time.
N00b will face his first battle in part 4 which I'll start writing today.
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Why didn't anyone tell me about the running-and-cowering badge?
Nice piece of work.
nicely done bud, but can i suggest one thing? Super n00b? the current one is a little close to home for me
Only kidding, great stuff.
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nicely done bud, but can i suggest one thing? Super n00b? the current one is a little close to home for me
Only kidding, great stuff.
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Damn, I wish I'd thought of Super-N00b
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Awesome :-)
As an aside, whenever the mobs shout about capes, tights or masks... I always want to shout back "But I'm not wearing those!"
Looks like this is going to be a 10 part seriel. Will try to get them out as fast as possible. But, to anyone who's planning on following N00b's adventures, be warned; I'm a lazy, lazy man
As before, all comments and criticisms are welcomed.
<<Part 2>>
Country boys, on their first visit, are often astounded by the alien landscape of a city. The gentle sounds of birds and animals going about their business were replaced by the more harsh and impatient sounds of traffic. Rolling fields and forests and the sense of openness were gone and in their place were crowded streets and towering buildings. The hallmark of the countryside the ever-present smell of manure was at least present in some areas of the city and N00b had taken some comfort in that as he hid and waited for his pursuers to give up.
Culture shock was to be expected and N00bs mother had taken steps to minimise the trauma by taking him on regular trips to Weatherington, the local town - an urban sprawl of 20,000 souls. Hed grown up thinking of it as a vast metropolis but Atlas Park alone could have swallowed it whole and still managed three of the surrounding villages for dessert.
It was a nice, middle-American town that N00b had felt at home in and looked forward to the weekly trip with Mother and was as far removed from Paragon as Ohio is from Neptune. But N00b had something other can culture shock on his mind.
Having finally found a spot where he had some degree of freedom N00b watched three separate groups of youths with wary interest. They were blatantly up to no good and yet managed it with seeming impunity. N00b spotted several cops fleeing in blind panic from the groups who made no move to follow. Twice hed even caught sight of heros running past the groups with both hero and villains ignoring each other.
The first time hed seen this hed been tricked into thinking that perhaps this group wasnt as violent as the last and came out of hiding. A hail of high-speed lead and a pursuit across two blocks had informed him otherwise. Hed got away he was getting good at getting away and had been oddly lucky, not just in surviving the flight for his life. Hed caught a glimpse of the giant globe of the Atlas statue before diving into a dumpster for refuge and now after an hour of moving through the streets cautiously was getting close. Just these three groups to get past and hed be in the park that phalanxed the statue and city hall.
He was debating just making a run from it when another hero ran into view. He hit the nearest group with a fiery ball that exploded and for a moment the three were shrouded in flames. N00b expected them to turn and run from the approaching hero whom N00b could see was preparing his next attack, but instead they stood their ground, drew their guns and returned fire. He glanced at the two nearby groups who he now expected to assist but they continued on as if oblivious to the battle.
The hero, haze a light blue seemed to dance through the gunfire as he sent a smaller fireball into the chest of one of the thugs then a vibrant swarm of flares immediately followed. The thug dropped his gun and collapsed to the pavement.
Finally some of the thugs lead found its mark and the hero was knocked from his feet but he was up again a moment later and undaunted. Another huge ball of flames erupted around the two remaining thugs and when if dissipated only one remained standing.
The last thug glanced around to his two fallen comrades and then back to the hero. The odds had shifted badly against him and he knew it. He hesitated only a moment before taking to his heels and straight toward N00b. The hero watched him impassively and allowed him to get across the street, to within yards of N00b who was preparing to run yet again, before loosing off another of the small fireballs. It struck the thug between the shoulder blades and he was sent sprawling forward to land before N00bs feet.
N00b debated whether to run just in case all the fight hadnt been knocked entirely out of the thug and his hesitation gave the hero enough time to come over.
Hi, said the hero grinning.
Uh, hi, N00b replied. This was the first hero battle hed seen and found himself more than a little in awe of the blue clad man before him.
Thanks for not kill stealing.
Sorry, what?
The hero cocked his head and regarded N00b for a long moment.
Are you new in town? asked the hero finally.
Just arrived, uh, an hour ago. Im on my way to register.
Oh, ok. Just thought youd quell a bit of crime before doing it officially?
N00b looked at him blankly.
Well, youre in costume, said the hero, his grin broadening. No point being in costume if youre not fighting crime, and may I say what a remarkable costume it is. The pink and green, very bold. But Id rethink the bells. You dont want the mobs to know youre coming.
No I suppose not, said N00b inspecting his boots.
Well, Id register as soon as possible if I were you, without a license youre just a vigilante and we cant have that in Paragon. He laughed although if hed made a joke N00b had missed it by quite a margin.
Ill go straight there, said N00b earnestly. He was about to thank the hero for clearing the way but caught himself just in time.
Good, well Ill see you around, said the hero and without a backward glance took off down the street.
N00b turned his attention back to his boots. He shuffled his feet slightly and listened to the resulting ting-a-ling with mixed feelings. Pride, anger and guilt all clamoured for attention before turning to bite and kick at each other. He stood there looking at his feet for a long moment before a decision solidified. With a decisiveness hed never known he reached down and tore off the offending bells and tossed them into the gutter.
In the deep recesses of his mind his mother simultaneously wailed at the top of her lungs in anguish and berated him for having the audacity to believe he knew better than she. N00b debated telling them both to shut up but eventually elected just to ignore them, he had other things to concern himself with. The city hall was only a couple hundred yards away and thanks to the blue hero the path was
Three thugs stood across the street directly in his path, standing on the site of the battle that had taken place only a few minutes earlier. Of the fallen trio there was no sign, even the thug whod collapsed only a few feet from N00b was gone. Had he recovered, got up and run off? If so, why hadnt he paused to attempt to give N00b a kicking? The rest of the citys thugs seemed to special delight in it. But as his gaze drifted back to the new trio another realisation hit him; it was the same three thugs, or at least three very similar looking ones.
His head swam as he struggled to understand but he realised this wasnt something he could work out for himself. The answers lay beyond the thugs, beyond the narrow park and in the imposing domed building of city hall. He wanted those answers, he needed to understand the city if he was to achieve anything more than earning his running-and-cowering badge. And in a moment of impulsiveness stepped out from his hiding place. There was only three of them and he was a hero after all. It was time to start acting like one. His mother dried her tears and patted N00b gently on the ego, her eyes sparkling with pride. N00bs chest swelled and he clenched his fists and teeth. It was time.
From down the street to his right someone shouted, Its a cape!
N00b had crossed the road, vaulted the fence and was pounding grass before the now familiar shout of Get him, sounded.
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