What happens when four unlikely prestigious kids find themselves trapped in between the real world and a technologic alternate reality? Suit up and Log in, what's your Username?
Day 13: Eastbell,Icewynne,Notsuoh lounge and bar,Kitchen, Before Hours,Dark Hour
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Arsen's dad liked to smoke. American Spirit, Crystal Meth, Cataract Kush brand marijuana, you name it. If it lit up and cost a shit ton of Arsen's mother's hard earned money; you'd better believe it was in his mouth. Arsen was six years old when he smoked his first joint. He didn't mean too, it was only a puff, maybe two...he just wanted to be like his father. He just wanted to click the lighter. It made the most peculiar sound...
click...click...click
"Did you touch my stuff boy"
"N-no Daddy"
Arsen's eyes had trouble staying in focus. His father's eyes on the other hand narrowed in a hard glare as he leaned down to his level swiftly grabbing his collar, swiping him up in a choke hold.
"I said did. You. Touch. My. Stuff. Boy." His words were as sharp as a snake's tongue.
"O-only a little bit papá I'm sorry"
"Sorry? Sorry?! You sorry enough to buy me a new one!"
His hold tightened around his neck, Arsen was having trouble breathing.
"Aldo let him go!" Arsen's mother fought as hard as she could, tugging and pulling on his father. She did her best to break Arsen free but it wasn't enough. He pushed her down to the ground and grabbed the lighter.
"You set my things on fire"
click.
"I do the same with yours."
And with that, the house went up in flames.
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Arsen and Snow Logged In in the kitchen; they fell to their hands and knees gasping for air.
Arsen rubbed his eyes to try to reduce the stinging sensation, he opened his mouth in a fit of coughs; his lungs burned and he felt as if he was spitting up blood. He glanced over at Snow as she struggled to stand to her feet,
"No!" Arsen made a sharp move to pull Snow back down on all fours.
"Stay down on the ground, smoke rises."
She nodded in response. Slowly they made their way out of the kitchen and towards the seating area. What used to be a booming nightclub, was now a blazing red hell hole hotter than a sweltering furnace room.
There was no other way to say it. Notsuoh bar and lounge was burning down to the ground. And Arsen had a pretty good idea as to who was responsible.
