Lol.
"I'll have it done tomorrow"
Almost two weeks later and here it is:

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Click here for the full Chapter Index!The Story So Far:Paragon and his companion Vic the writer are engaged in an epic quest to save the BioWare Social Network. Vic leads Paragon to the city of New Interplay, where he hopes to take our hero to a man who knows exactly where the
Infinity Engine Creation Kit was.
During their trek, the two discuss various topics about BioWare, it's ills, it's storytelling mastery and the announcement of the Mass Effect 3 Extended Cut. Arriving at New Interplay, Vic takes Paragon to the Desperado Casino and meets up with "Big Jesus", the man who Vic hopes can help the two of them. Big Jesus, on the other hand, has his own plans.

: New Interplay? So does that, like, mean that there was an
Old Interplay?
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Chapter 11:
: Umm, hello?

: So Vic, I'll need you to do a couple of things.
I am about to embark on a massive project and I can't do it alone. It came to me in a Vision.
: Excuse me?

: RPGs haven’t kept pace with time - they've regressed and even worse, taken pride in less role-playing than before. Important elements have been lost over time, sacrificed to technology, art constraints, voice-over expenses, and multi-platform console constraints. I have no such limitations, I will bring these RPG elements back, take them out of the attic, and make them part of gameplay again.
Vic stiffened and to Paragon's eyes, the man became a bit pale. The expression on Vic's face was blank and he almost strained himself to look as such. While nothing was said aloud, it was clear to our hero that the writer felt "Big Jesus" had clearly lost it.
: ....... I.... I don't believe you. It can't be done.

: What do you mean, regressed? Because of innovations, RPGs are no longer about antiquated notions like "stat customisation", "player agency" and "exploration". The storytelling in BioWare games is transcendent and never fails to Emotionally Engage you. If you can't see how their stories elevate the medium to True Art, then you are simply an ignorant philistine!
Big Jesus suddenly turns to face Paragon. He raises an inquiring eyebrow. It seems that he had not noticed our hero, or had forgotten about him, up to this point.Before Paragon could respond, Big Jesus turns his attention back to Vic.
: So Vic, who's this scrub and why'd you bring him here?

: Oh, uhh, this is Paragon, Big Jesus. He's a huge BioWare fan but more importantly, he saved me from a tight spot with uhh... "Metzger".

: I see. Vic, I need you to do a couple of jobs. Your friend could help out, maybe it'd do him some good to get a taste of what New Interplay is like.

: No, wait! I'm not some errand boy. I came here because Vic told me that you could find me the
Infinity Engine Creation Kit!

:
Infinity Engine Creation Kit? Why woul-

: Like I said, he's a massive BioWare fan. He was sent by one of the community managers to find the
Infinity Engine Creation Kit so that they could save BioWare from the brink of destruction.

: BioWare's issues run deeper than that. The
Infinity Engine Creation Kit won't solve their problems. Though I guess it wouldn't hurt...

: But you know a guy who can help with all of that, right?

: Oh. "That" guy. Fine, you do a couple of jobs for me and I'll get you in contact with him. By the way, which community manager had the foresight to send you on this task, alone, without any direction, Paragon?

: It was the captivating feminine beauty that loves to cosplay. Heh. I couldn't say no.

: ...I know he likes to cosplay, but I wouldn't describe Stanley Woo as a "captivating feminine beauty".


: ...................

: ...................

: .........What?

: That's in really poor taste.
Stanley Woo no longer works for BioWare.
: Really? (to himself): That's what you get offended over?

: "No man is a Black Isle, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the company, a part of the main. If a QA Tester be washed away by the sea, BioWare is the less, as well as if a AAA project were, as well as if an IP of thy friend's or of thine own were: any man's misfortune diminishes me, because now I am part of the community, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee."

: ...Ding Dong Unemployment? Poor guy, let's hope things work out for him.
Paragon's annoyance is soon overwhelmed by the realisation that he had no choice but to play at the arrogant man's game. Vic did not know where the Infinity Engine Creation Kit, he never did. Our hero's companion simply trusted Big Jesus and his ability to produce someone... who knew where it might be.Paragon's face tightened and he did his best to ignore the jabs being thrown by Big Jesus, but he was soon approaching the limit of his patience.Noticing Paragon's sour demeanour, Big Jesus attempts to lighten the mood.
: ...Hey, I'll tell you what. There's a Pharmacy across town, you can head on over there and pickup some supplies or take a rest. Maybe have a chat with Ren. He's the chemist there. When you're ready, you can come back here and I'll have a job for you.

: Eauh. Just tell me where to go.
Sighing, Big Jesus shuffles towards to Paragon and gives our hero directions to Ren's Pharmacy. After whipping out a map and marking the location with a large golden icon, he gives Paragon a slight smile and wishes him well. Paragon weakly replies in kind.As he walks out of the Desperados Casino, he realises that their values and tastes were just too different. As far as our hero concerned, the sooner they left, the better. He was not afraid of being suckered into Big Jesus' evil schemes, but Vic was innocent enough to fall under Big Jesus' insidious influence....
New Interplay was a wreck. The glitz of Big Jesus' casino was deceptive. Now that he had an opportunity to properly walk around New Interplay, Paragon could see how decrepit the place really was.Our hero steps inside some of the buildings and houses to ask for help or direction, then promptly steps out. What he saw disturbs him.
What Paragon saw next was worse. It disgusted him, there were all sorts of malcontents that roamed the streets with impunity.There were women on street corners "plying their wares", all for a Kickstart. No doubt they were referring to getting high off some drug.There were equally mind-affected men wearing nothing but tattered shirts and shredded pants. With large beards flowing down to their necks, they rants at whoever would listen about their Tales as minstrels. As if dirty hobos could ever be minstrels or Bards.
Most tragic of all, Paragon spotted a group of Nameless children running around, moaning in Torment.
It was too much for Paragon to take in. New Interplay was rotten to the core. He made his way to the Pharmacy without delay.
Paragon quietly remarks on the condition of the Pharmacy.
: Geh. Even the Pharmacy looks as if it's been ransacked by degenerates.
Trying his best not to look out of place, our hero walks over to the counter and attempts to engage the pharmacist in conversati-

: Uhh... who are you?


: Impressive vocabulary "Nick". You from around here?

: Typical. If I had a sense of humor left I might find that funny. I do not, on both accounts.

: Uhh...

: If you were capable of reading the sign out front, you would know that I am known as "Ren" in these places. What do you want?
Not wishing to spend more time than necessary, Paragon quickly pulls out a list of goods he had planned to buy. If there was one advantage to being in the middle of this town filled with scumbags, it was that the supplies were cheap.Old habits die hard however, and once their transaction is completed, our hero contemplates educating Ren about BioWare before leaving.
: ....


: Did I ever tell you about BioWare and my home, the BSN?

: <Ren glares at Paragon in silence>

: I think you'd like the BSN. It's a peaceful forum. Except for the people possessed by the tri-coloured spirits of evil children... and of course, the temple of trials filled with those deadly trolls and giant man-eating ponies.

: <Ren continues to glare at Paragon in silence>

: And sometimes the moderators get upset at little things, like... heh-heh... that one night where I modded Mass Effect to enable an uncensored romantic cutscene between Anderson and Reyna Shepard and posted it all over the forums.



: It was like yesterday. Reyna's body glowed like silver in the moonlight and... hey you know what? You might like the moderators. They are about your age.

: <Ren continues to glare at Paragon as if he could somehow make our hero disappear just by imagining it hard enough>

: Did I mention that BioWare was founded by paragons of the society, the holy Doctors? They went through a legendary buyout after defeating the evils of indie development!
Now I am the deliverer of my home, chosen to search for the holy Infinity Engine Creation Kit!
:
Infinity Engine Creation Kit? Comes with a basic replicator unit, holodisc reader with selections from the library of Gygax, and a twenty sided die?

: Yes! BioWare is having trouble with their games and reputation. The
Infinity Engine Creation Kit is needed to restore them. Do you know where I can find one?

: Vault City.

: Vault City?


: I see. Thanks for the warning and information. Hey, I still haven't finished telling you about BioWare...


: .......Nevermind, then.

: I bid you farewell, half-wit of BioWare. We shall not meet again.
Paragon leaves disappointed about not being able to properly educate Ren about the greatness of BioWare - he didn't even get to extol BioWare's internal fortitude and artistic integrity by standing up to the homophobes who didn't like Mass Effect 3.But as his thoughts dwell on punching ending hating homophobes, he comes to a sudden realisation.
: Indoctrination Theory... more like Discrimination Theo- hey, wait! Ren told me where the
Infinity Engine Creation Kit is! Vault City! We don't need big Jesus anymore! I've got to tell Vic!
Paragon immediately breaks into a sprint. Let the degenerates on the streets gawk at him. He was about to tip the scales on Big Jesus. How wonderful.-------------|(End of Chapter 11.)
Hope you enjoyed reading it!
Modifié par CrustyBot, 05 juillet 2012 - 01:29 .