//------------------------------// // 3- Invisible Ink Quiz & Game Book // Story: Ready Player One // by Flutters Is Shy //------------------------------// Twilight and her violent friend carted his avatar back to the library, securing him on an ugly looking couch. They continued bickering back and forth between themselves. It was amazing how much specialized dialogue these two had. And neither of them had that classic voice warble that an emulated voice would have. That means that both of these had actual voice actors. And that sort of thing took time...The ammount of secrecy surrounding this just kept getting wierder. You'd think that if Halliday had gone around paying voice actors, some small slip of information would have gotten out sooner or later. His avatar had a counter on it counting downwards from 5:48, meaning that until it ran out he wouldn't really be able to do anything with his avatar. Seeing as he couldn't really do anything, Parzival decided to check up on his stats. Unsurprisingly, it was pretty dismal compared to what he was used to. After doing the climb to 99 he hadn't really considered the idea that he might have to start over. Attack- 7 Defense- 5 Strength- 9 Speed- 4 (+30) Constitution- 7 (+30) Agility- 6 (+30) Intelligence- 3 Mind- 4 Luck- 7 Doublejump If he was to gauge it, he'd have to assume Rainbow Dash's Strength was at least an 18, to so utterly overwhelm his own strength. Twilight obviously had a pretty high intelligence stat, seeing with the frequency she had been blinking all around on the roofs. Maybe unicorns were this games version of magic wielders? Why even bother having an int and mnd stat for his normal avatar then? Maybe it related to his magic defense. If it did, then it didn't equate to much, seeing with the ease she had grabbed him before. Hopefully that wasn't the case though, this would be a frightfully drab game if he couldn't create another hybrid class. He didn't have any specific 'skills', but his various actions had their own skill trees. There was however a singular skill called 'Friendship'. It didn't have any description, no way to tell what it was or what it did. It was apparent what achieving the next level of it would give, though. Next lvl -------------- +5 to ------------------- Obviously it imparted an increase to SOMETHING. But what? It could be to a skill, it could be to a specific stat. No way of knowing until he managed to unlock it. Sooner than expected, the cooldown ended and his avatar regained 'conciousness'. Parzival kept his avatar still as he exited out of his menu, before looking around. Twilight and her friend had noticed his "waking up" and so had taken (for cute pastel looking poinies) threatening postures. "Well, good morning." Apparently Halliday had anticipated the winner of the easter egg to try to anger the programs to start. They simply had too much flexibility. So why not try the opposite side of the spectrum? "How are you this fine morning?" Both of them looked surprised, not really sure how to react. The rainbow haired one spoke up, "Don't you try and bamboozle us! We're onto you, buddy!" "Please, stay off. The last time you got on I blacked out." Allright, so he had been PLANNING to be nice. But she had an impressive track with her aggressive slate. "Why I aughtta!" She was cut off as Twilight grabbed her in her magic, looking at the both of them with a dissaproving glare. "What you should do, is calm down. I will not have you assaulting my guests in my house." "He started it!" "That it may be, but there is no reason to finish it. And you. Where do you get off coming into someponys home? And where did you get that?" She was of course referring to the tub of popcorn Parzival was eating hoofulls of popcorn out of. It had seemed comedically apropriate to take out and nom on. It was also a good chance to check what items were able to be ported over. None of his potions or buffs seemed compatible, which only left the items that had real world comparables. One such item was 'tub of buttery popcorn' (regen health 15 points per second, regen mana 5 points per second. 200 points maximum.) They were even hot.~ "Popcorn? It was in my inventory." The rainbow one was looking at him in fear now for some reason. "Oh sweet Celestia, its another Pinkie Pie..." "What? No, its popcorn. Not pie, pink or otherwise." "No no no no no no no no no..." With that the rainbow haired pony flew out the open door, leaving him alone with the over enthusiastic book horse. "Whats her problem? Want some?" He offered the bucket, but the purple horse just stared at him in slight confusion. "No, I don't. And you still have yet to answer my question." "Do I have to answer? I'm not sure I want to." "Yes, you do! You broke my mothers vase!" "I'm sorry?" "You can't just...that doesn't, you sure don't sound sorry." "How so? Explain to me." "Well for starters, theres the tone of your voice. It sounds like you're trying to be sarcastic. Then, theres the words you used. You only used the two standard scapegoat words, specifically 'I'm sorry'. You didn't elaborate on how you were sorry, and in the end just sounded like you were trying to appease me." "Interesting, and how did that make you feel?" Such sentence structure, how far could he twist this before she rubber banded back to the original plotline? She glared at him for a few seconds before continuing. "You're actually trying to distract me with that psycho-analytic garbage?" Apparently it would take no time at all. "Distract? No. Test? Yes." "...testing what?" "Nope, that'd be telling." "...Did Celestia send you?" "I can neither confirm or deny that." Perhaps if he was as vague as possible, she'd lead the quest line along with as little pushing as possible? "Did...why...I have to prepare!" With that she rocketed up the stairs, and slammed a door behind her. Parzival was left sitting alone, surrounded by books. "Interesting..."