So, was looking through stuff I've had in boxes and came across my .hack// stuff. And I remembered how much I freaking loved the GU trilogy and that I had stuff I was writing. Unfortunately, I also remembered a lot of my stuff went up in smoke when my old computer horribly died.
But, I saw the .hack section and feel oddly nostalgic so I figured I'd throw something together for the hell of it. This is the prologue, if you could call it that.
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Ryou Misaki sighed as he checked his email. Once again he'd gotten the 'Promise' greeting carded emailed to him by Aura. For the hundredth time. His finger hovered over the 'delete' button and after quickly checking to see if there any other important emails, he logged out.
Pulling off his M2D, he looked over at the clock before letting his head drop and hit his desk. His eyes unconsciously turned towards the window which, up until two weeks ago, had been open to give a nice view of the area.
For all that you could from an apartment in Tokyo, anyway.
However, that, along with his quiet lifestyle had been easily destroyed. Hell, he couldn't even enjoy playing 'Haseo' anymore.
Not since that party.
At the time, it had seemed like a great idea. Yata had organized for everyone involved in the AIDA Incident in The World R:2 to get together so he could celebrate their accomplishments. As far as CC Corp was officially concerned, however, it was simply a prize for the winners of a contest.
Everyone had attended, even Endrance's hikkikomori player Kaoru Ichinose. Takumi Hino, Yata, had thanked them for all that they did, and everyone introduced themselves. Ryou, not much for introductions, had allowed himself to be pointed out by process of elimination.
It wasn't as if he didn't have social skills, but he was more interested in seeing who was who without having having anyone know who he was. Except Shino, but they had met before, after all.
It had seemed fun at the time, and he'd gotten to talk to everyone he know as people and not just as other Player Characters. He joked and talked with them and then after exchanging a good number of phone numbers, had called it a night when it had started to get late.
And things started to get weird.
But, I saw the .hack section and feel oddly nostalgic so I figured I'd throw something together for the hell of it. This is the prologue, if you could call it that.
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Ryou Misaki sighed as he checked his email. Once again he'd gotten the 'Promise' greeting carded emailed to him by Aura. For the hundredth time. His finger hovered over the 'delete' button and after quickly checking to see if there any other important emails, he logged out.
Pulling off his M2D, he looked over at the clock before letting his head drop and hit his desk. His eyes unconsciously turned towards the window which, up until two weeks ago, had been open to give a nice view of the area.
For all that you could from an apartment in Tokyo, anyway.
However, that, along with his quiet lifestyle had been easily destroyed. Hell, he couldn't even enjoy playing 'Haseo' anymore.
Not since that party.
At the time, it had seemed like a great idea. Yata had organized for everyone involved in the AIDA Incident in The World R:2 to get together so he could celebrate their accomplishments. As far as CC Corp was officially concerned, however, it was simply a prize for the winners of a contest.
Everyone had attended, even Endrance's hikkikomori player Kaoru Ichinose. Takumi Hino, Yata, had thanked them for all that they did, and everyone introduced themselves. Ryou, not much for introductions, had allowed himself to be pointed out by process of elimination.
It wasn't as if he didn't have social skills, but he was more interested in seeing who was who without having having anyone know who he was. Except Shino, but they had met before, after all.
It had seemed fun at the time, and he'd gotten to talk to everyone he know as people and not just as other Player Characters. He joked and talked with them and then after exchanging a good number of phone numbers, had called it a night when it had started to get late.
And things started to get weird.