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I posted a bid of
an original work of fanfiction of no less than 2,000 words in the Flyffworld Auction a while back, for the right to have Rooh refer to me as
Lord and Master (though gradually the motivation for writing it was my attachment to this place :P).
Anyway, I won the bid, so here is the work...
The work is made up of (roughly) 12 parts, and each day I will post one part (or more ... depends on the mood). Feel free to leave
constructive feedback, good and/or bad, after each part.
Thanks to all the Flyffworld members who helped to make this possible.
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A Flyffworld Tale
By Aaerdan
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The Biggest Event Ever:
Flyffworld Grandmaster SilentXHiLL's Birthday Bash
This weekend!
All Flyffworld Members Invited
Non-Members may apply to attend at any Chapterhouse on the morning of the event. Interested? Read on!
The figure in black read out the words. His companions listened quietly, all noting that his voice lowered as his temper rose.
It was only early morning, but the mood darkened the surroundings considerably.
"Be there..." he finished. "-or be square."
An awkward silence fell. Seconds passed. Minutes.
"Rubbish!" he roared, threw the leaflet into the air and drew his sword. When he sheathed the blade, all that was left was confetti.
Another long silence.
"Boss?" one of the others asked hesitantly.
"Tell the others to prepare ... we meet tonight near Martin's," the man instructed. "You, you and you, come with me. We have things that need doing before the event tomorrow night."
"What are you planning, Boss?" another asked.
"I'll tell you this evening. Come."
As one the rest nodded, the gathering dispersed.
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Part One: Rooh
SHE cursed. Not sure that anyone had heard her, she repeated her exclamation.
Nobody reacted. Not the tea boy balancing a tray of empty cups on his forehead while holding another tray with not-so-empty ones. Not the officers in the adjacent cubicles.
Certainly not the woman in regulation uniform - standing outside her cubicle - who just handed her a memo.
"The worst thing one can curse with," she muttered under her breath, "-and nobody around here gets it."
She read the memo again. No doubt about it. Written in neat long-hand, clearly stating what was required of her.
"Rooh, Juria at Customer Services is unavailable today. Take over her duties right away. Signed, Ollien," she read out loud, adding: "Not even a 'Please'."
"I trust you have read and understood the contents of the memorandum, Ms Rooh," the uniformed woman said. "Please come with me."
Rooh sighed and got up. No point arguing that she needed time to get in the mood for grunt work. These "NPCs" have no sense of anything remotely human.
She hesitated for a bit at that thought. She never did find out what "NPC" stood for. Rooh only knew that that it was a label with negative connotations.
"Okay, let's go," she said. "Slave reporting for duty!"
That drew, Rooh imagined, a hint of a smile on the officer's otherwise expressionless face.
"This way, please," the officer said, and led Rooh down a corridor that would not have been out of place in some underground dungeon, leading to some long-forgotten cell. Except that here it was brightly lit, the cleaners were ruthlessly efficient and everybody but Rooh kept a tidy desk.
But of course they were all "NPCs". Rooh at least was human. At least that's why she thought she had these thoughts about how rigid the "NPCs" were.
Come to think of it...
"Hey, officer," she asked as they stepped out in the sun. There was a large crowd just outside the building. Juria's absence was being felt. "What does NPC stand for?"
"Non-Player Character," a youthful voice said.
"Thanks," she replied before she turned to see who it was. It was not anyone she knew. "What does it mean?"
"It means-"
"Ms Rooh, this way," the officer said firmly. "I have cleared a path through the crowd for you. Please ... some of them have waited since early morning."
She made a face, apologised to the youth and went to take her place behind the counter.
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A Flyffworld Tale: Part Two
08-08-2006, 11:33 AM
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