//------------------------------// // prolouge(Revised) // Story: The Time God of Equestria // by Gypsybard //------------------------------// (????? POV/Time: 10:00 PM) It was a bland day in the workshop with few customers, and those that did come actually walked in came on accident which I found quite rude. kids these days I thought as the common saying went around, though there are probably millions of those. I was wearing a plain white tank top along with some blue jeans, and I had my spectacles on so I could inspect any of the smaller devices with it. I was about to go and close up the shop when someone came in trying to escape from the recent storm that started about an hour ago. "Oh...why hello there I would like to get this repaired before you close up sir." he asked surprisingly polite which I found suspicious judging by his demeanor, though I didn't show it just in case it was nothing. Might be a quirk of his, as I certainly have a few. "Okay I'll get it repaired for you, but if I may ask...what is it exactly you would like me to work with?" I smiled as I asked this in light Italian accent. "Oh don't worry it's just a watch, but I'll also like this blade repaired if it's possible?" he asked as he pulled out a sword reminiscent of a hand you'd see on a grandfather clock. (I couldn't find a better picture, but if you do stumble upon a better one please tell me.) "Well I can, but why do you need this repaired...it looks just fine by the looks of me?" I asked as I inspected the blade handed to me. "It's suppose to interlock with multiple magnetic components, but that doesn't seem to be working at the moment...though I'm sure it may just be poor craftsmanship on my part." he replied as I tried to find what he was talking about. The material is highly influenced by Paramagnetism...odd, most people neglect to learn such things, then again I don't meet many people. "I'll have it fixed by next week at best, so just swing by if you need anything else, but I have to ask where'd you get such a fine specimen?" I asked politely as I pondered what exactly was happening, and why he'd just hand something like this over. "It was custom made for a gift if I met someone willing to have it, but the blade is suppose to resemble the blade Noximilien wields, if you don't know it's from a show/game called Wakfu." he replied as if it was just normal to give things like this away. he's either just being nice or he's hiding something...or I'm being paranoid, but hey I didn't last this long without paranoia. "Well then I'll take it, and if anyone stumbles upon this shop then I'll give it to them free of charge." I replied with a smile as I thought of other things I could do. "That would be perfect, but I'll still drop by next week to see if you managed to actually find somebody interested, and to see it work like it's suppose to." with that he stood still in wait for me to finish tinkering with his watch. It took about 30 or so minutes to finish up with his watch, but as he was leaving he turned back to me and said, "I've heard a rumor that kids in costume randomly disappear, so if you got kids just make sure they avoid testing this rumor by trying it themselves." with that he left before I could reply. What was with him......I can think on that later, but that rumor he talked about seems to be more than just a rumor......I'll check it out and dress as Noximilien for the next convention, I got the blade to make it work. If this works I'll be able to see if this kidnapper only focuses on one age group. I then looked up at my clock to see it was 11:36 PM which was about an hour after I normally close and call it a day. I guess time has its own way of doing things, but alas I don't have that kind of influence to manipulate it, it's always so easy in games. I tend to be dramatic just to humor myself, so I don't think on certain thoughts, but no one can avoid depression it always comes at one point in someone's life...luckily my depression has nearly vanished, but with the things I did during that time cannot be undone. I'll just go to bed and leave it at that. I then started walking down the stairs to the basement where I sleep. Drifting off to sleep as I pondered what is to come of the kids at the convention, but I hope that this 36 year old man will be able to save them. It was 5:30 AM when I woke up and began groping for my glasses which I found on the sprawled floor. I then went upstairs to the workshop to start setting up as I casually loaded up everyone's trusty friend known as Google to look up different characters from video games and shows, so I could make some custom made objects to get those teens to come here, and possibly collectors. I was no blacksmith, but tinkering with tools did give me knowledge on design, and by looking at so many different objects it wasn't very hard to make them by just constructing the original design...of course this had it's flaws as the materials I'd use sometimes wouldn't work with the design. I of course dressed up as my chosen character for the investigation, Noximilien the watchmaker to try and attract customers going to the convention in two weeks time. I did attract some kids trying to get some weapon props from Wakfu which I had a surplus of at the moment. They were dressing up as a Masqueraider, a Feca, and oddly enough an Ecaflip, but what I found surprising this girl actually looked like one, with the tail not looking limp, but it wasn't exactly moving around much...I'm not gonna ask where she got that or how it doesn't look lifeless. Anyways, I had to sell a set of different masks along with some assortment of weapons along with the Feca gauntlets, but the Ecaflip girl just looked around without buying anything so I guess she just tagged along with them. "So how are you today it seems your looking to go to the convention in two weeks from now." I asked them as they began to strut towards me with the items they want to buy, but the Ecaflip girl bought nothing...maybe I should change that. "I'm doing fine, and you would be correct on the convention are you going too by any chance?" the Feca asked as he put the gauntlet on the counter next to the register. "Your assumption would be correct, but are you by any chance informed of a rumor that's floating around about kids going missing?" I asked them as I took his money and removed the tag from the item, so he could leave without tripping the alarm. "I have a vague idea of it, but I'm not to sure on the details." the Ecaflip said without a care in the world as she started leaning over the counter trying to look for some hidden objects. I'll be sure to bring out the real weapons with her curiosity, as the saying goes curiosity killed the cat. "Well just be careful it has been causing quite the controversy, but I do have some extra things in the back if you'd like I could go grab them." I replied in a metallic tone through my mask trying to sound polite yet somewhat intimidating at the same time. "Sounds perfect, lets see what you have in store." the Masqueraider answered almost emotionlessly clearly in character with what he was. I then went to the backroom to grab the real weapons that functioned similarly to how the ones in the game would. "You, the girl dressed as an Ecaflip I have a deck of cards that are magic...for example..." I then grabbed one of the cards and threw it, but then pressed a button on the card pack "the cards if thrown can be used for many purposes such as being used as a form of throwing knives, but is powered by Diamagnetism to return to its hold if you press a button...mainly this one." "THAT IS SO COOL I WANT IT NOW!" she then jumped over the counter and slammed into me with her mouth drooling on me. She is surprisingly heavy...fuck. "Yes you may have it, but I'm not giving you a discount for trying to seduce me with your chest." I said as she was rubbing me like I was a large bar of soap. "Fine, but how much is it?" she asked as she got off of me with a little pouty face to try and guilt trip me. "800 dollars, but if your Feca friend buys this gauntlet and gives me the one he just bought you could reduce the price for both of your items by 200 dollars each." I replied while holding the real gauntlet in my left hand. "Deal." they all said in unison while giving me 1,000 dollars as payment and the gauntlet from the Feca. "I'm sorry, but the Masqueraider doesn't really have bonus items that I'm aware of, so I couldn't make anything special for you." I said to the boy dressed as the Masqueraider stayed in character and didn't express much. "Don't worry much I'm sure your not the only one selling stuff, so were sure to find something come on lets go." the Feca said calmly as the group began to walk out of the shop. "Have a good day, and I hope to see you at the convention." I waved them off as they closed the door, but I didn't hear anything from them so I guess they didn't hear me or it's just their custom. I looked at the clock now seeing that they were here for about two hours which I found quite odd, but I brushed it off as I prepared myself for more customers. It's the day of the convention, and I bolt out of bed, and got dressed as Nox quickly. I walk up the stairs as I look around to see if I forgot anything, but nothing was missing except the blade I left behind the counter for safe keeping. I walk out the door and lock it behind me, then I get in my car and drive away towards my destination. It took about 30 minutes to get there, and I had to stop for gas once, so it took a bit longer. I did however meet some people dressed up as characters from Tribes Ascend which was a pretty old game that was supposedly dead, but their car certainly resembled that of a warthog which I found interesting. They were the only ones I really took notice though, but I could've swore I saw Alucard maybe it was my imagination. I managed to throw myself into the building without being ran over by millions of Halo fans like they were a united army, but I just shrugged it off and continued looking around hoping to see anything else interesting. Then the weirdest things began happening as my vision blurred and images of different people flashed in front of me each dressed as some person from a game or a show. The things I saw all had one thing in common though each one dressed as a character from a game or show, and was whisked away some how, but the real question was how did I see all of them now when the dates of their disappearance were so different that if they all met in the same time they'd be dead or really old. I guess this kidnapping is more than just a crime, and something is doing it, but first I must buy something here that's related to my character to find them. This was when realization dawned on me...the kids I sold the items too were now in this other world, and now it's time to go bring them back. I walked over to different stalls hoping to find something, but only one of them had any relevance, and this one was manned by a hooded figure with a sly smile.