EPTPrologue
The ace match, the final game, my heart raced as I try to pull off that perfect split. My grip on the mouse tensed as I micro managed my units against my opponent. Early game, mid-game, late-game, euphoria streamed into my bloodstreams as the game became more intense. TvT a most loathsome match up, played on the final map Shakuras Plateau. As minutes gone by, it was obvious that my opponent is weakening. I knew, it was time to go in for the kill. After a 45 minute long TvT, my opponent types out "GG".
It was only a local net cafe tournament, but the win made me happy nonetheless. As a claimed my prize money, there was nothing on my mind other than to indulge in korean bbq with my closest friends. As I head towards the exit I hear a voice behind me calling out.
"That was a pretty good game, But only amateurish at best."
Who was this man pouring cold water on my parade? Intending to tell the man off I turned around to face the direction that the voice came from. But I froze as I caught a glimpse of his silhouette, A man dressed in blue, with a jacket that adorned the logo, "SlayerS", though he was wearing shades, so I couldn't see his eyes.
"But you have good prospects, and might make good material. Eve, was your name right? I can give you a chance."
And then the man extended his hand towards me, and spoke softly, as he started to take of his shades.
"Make a contract with me, and become a progamer"
I recognize that face, those eyes, his name....
"SlayerSMMA"
The ace match, the final game, my heart raced as I try to pull off that perfect split. My grip on the mouse tensed as I micro managed my units against my opponent. Early game, mid-game, late-game, euphoria streamed into my bloodstreams as the game became more intense. TvT a most loathsome match up, played on the final map Shakuras Plateau. As minutes gone by, it was obvious that my opponent is weakening. I knew, it was time to go in for the kill. After a 45 minute long TvT, my opponent types out "GG".
It was only a local net cafe tournament, but the win made me happy nonetheless. As a claimed my prize money, there was nothing on my mind other than to indulge in korean bbq with my closest friends. As I head towards the exit I hear a voice behind me calling out.
"That was a pretty good game, But only amateurish at best."
Who was this man pouring cold water on my parade? Intending to tell the man off I turned around to face the direction that the voice came from. But I froze as I caught a glimpse of his silhouette, A man dressed in blue, with a jacket that adorned the logo, "SlayerS", though he was wearing shades, so I couldn't see his eyes.
"But you have good prospects, and might make good material. Eve, was your name right? I can give you a chance."
And then the man extended his hand towards me, and spoke softly, as he started to take of his shades.
"Make a contract with me, and become a progamer"
I recognize that face, those eyes, his name....
"SlayerSMMA"
First of all, this chapter made me realize I am actually a terrible writer.
I really like the idea of a MMA X Eve pairing, since they both play Terran and Eve kind of takes after Jessica while MMA definitely takes after BoxeR, In terms of seme uke, MMA is definitely seme since he is a better player, more well know, and much stronger character overall, my intention for Eve is a much more passive and someone that is alot more susceptible to emotions and other elements that affect her gameplay aspect. I wish I could think of someway for BoxeR and Jessica to play a big role in the story though.
Writing in the morning really sucks, but having the story written in 1st person is just a hell lot easier, it's a good way to kill boredom and avoid laddering too so why not? I really am having alot trouble planning what to write next, because there is so many ideas, but nothing to tie it all together....
Lastly no MMA isn't QB 2.0.
