I wake up with a groan, what the fuck.
What happened? I, with all my power sit up against the wall next to the bed with my legs spread out on the bed fuck that was nauseating what happened?
As im moving my eyes for comfort I see a new icon in my vision of icons and wow its moving around like all the others... amazing, yay that’s just peachy.
whatever.
Is my nauseating experience from last night that icons fault?.
As im glaring death stares into my peripheral vision at the little icon, I think back to last night what was that noise and the message what was it? 100... something something? Whatever, ugh I need to puke.
As im getting up and practically crawling to the edge of the bed to the wheelchair I wince at the lights that streams through the window above my dresser I look out of the window and see a bright neon sign next door that’s gonna be annoying as I think as I carefully get in my wheelchair... well as carefully as I can.
As im getting into my chair, I think its easier to get in it compared to before don’t get me wrong it was still hard but it was easier, at least a tiny, tiny bit, not much at all and I almost fell trying to get on it.
Maybe a nights sleep helped? As im thinking, a sudden urge to puke called to me and I wheel as fast as I can to the bathroom.
As I reach the bathroom I speed over a little bump almost falling out of my chair but sit up fast enough and speed to the toilet.
I practically fall out of my fucking wheelchair and onto the ground where I retch everything I had in my stomach which wasn’t much considering I have not found any good food, ever since I got here in this world all the food was so gross at the hospital they gave me meat but when I asked what kind, they told me its pork but I don’t believe that for a god damn second, what kind of pork is white, After a long time of questioning if starving to death is better, or eating the mystery meat I ate it… it wasn’t bad.
But what the fuck, white pork?! Thinking about it did not help my puking and I was there for about maybe an hour, as im sitting there with my back against the wall next to the toilet. i was thinking was it the white meat? I fucking knew it, It ‘was’ bad meat, those doctors knew it too I bet, those assholes. Wait could it be from the icon?!! as im grumbling about the icon and the bad meat I hear the door open. “im home sis” fuck im on the ground panting he will think im weird, gotta get up.
As I struggle to even stand up trying to hold myself up with the sink and the wall I trip and knock some of the only things on the bathroom sink, the god damn cup with toothbrushes and toothpaste in it, and fall into my chair luckily enough, not luckily enough the cup shatters on the floor “SIS ARE YOU OKAY!?” wow he can sure yell, jesus,”yeah im okay” “...alright” it sounds like he says that reluctantly but whatever, I ‘am’ okay, at least I am if the puking was nothing bad… said no one ever.
As I roll my eyes at my horrible joke, “Alright come on lucy lets wheel out of here”.
I can look at my room now, I wasn’t able to do that last night considering how tired I was.
As im wheeling out of the bathroom I have to get over a little lip on the bathroom floor in the door frame. What the fuck kind of idiot thought that was a good idea but before I left the bathroom I take a good look at myself in the weird mirror, im young, really young.
Ill have to ask david about it, as I finally wheel out of the bathroom feeling better then ever which was surprising considering I was a weak mess for days, I mean im still weak but not a mess at least, Wow that sleep was really good, who knew a good nights sleep was good for you… wait didn’t I fall unconscious last night?.
Was it from the icon? God damnit I wish I knew what the icon does, I have to get that fixed, get what fixed? My insanity of having icons in my eyes?, they’ll think im crazy, you know what “hey uh brother can we talk” I have to figure out if im crazy or this is normal I mean I am in a new world maybe this is normal… or im crazy.
I watch as brother stumbles out of his room with messed up hair.
Did he sleep as soon as he got home? “yeah sis?” I watch as he sits on the couch with a groan.
”hey uh so I have these little icon things in my vision and I have no idea what it is and im kind of hoping im not crazy so if you can tell me whats going on it would be nice”
as I ramble on, he starts to looks sad and worried, why though? “its your chrome optics, I guess we have to put them out of port mode” “whats port mode?” “basically its just your optics porting from... your old ones”. What happened to lucy? Was it that bad? And what are optics, my eyes? Wait do I have prosthetic eyes “what are optics?” I say pretty happy “optics are chrome eyes… did you forget that too?” holy shit I have prosthetic eyes! Awesome! I mean thats just awesome wait but I have to get out of this ‘port’ mode
“wait how do I get it out of port mode?" well we would have to go to a ripper to get it done” a ripper? Well that sounds like a nice person “we can go after you get better” “thank you” why's he looking at me as if I’ve grown a third eye out of my knee? “what” “nothing” why are you looking away! What did I do!? Whatever! Ill just check out my room like I planned to anyway, I pout. Well then lets roll as im cracking a stupid grin at my joke I roll to my room as I open the door im greeted by panthers, so many panthers stickers and the god damn sheets.
What kind of gang make sheets!! I still kind of cant believe that david is in a gang, its surprising with how young he is he looks he looks like 17, 19? somewhere in that area. Wait. How old am I? damn I forgot to ask david.
But im young I wanna say maybe 13 14? in that area, and that’s just a guess, I look like im 10 12 right now considering how skinny I am. but that’s just because im skinny so I bet im around 13 to 14. I really need to not be skinny I cant even walk, so should I eat a lot? No no, I wouldn’t be skinny but I don’t think me and david are that well off to stuff my face everyday and not like I want it either.
How about exercise? That might work, I mean if people can get huge from exercising why cant I get bigger from it, I mean I don’t want to be a big mass of muscle but I can at least not be skinny. What can I even do? I can barely stand. Huh, this is annoying, im too skinny to exercise but the only way to get bigger is from exercising.
I can use, my arms instead… yeah! Who says you need to be able to stand to exercise! I got this! What can I use though?. As I look around the room I see the dresser, hopefully theres something kind of heavy inside as I wheel to the dresser, I sigh at all the panther stickers. Really lucy? You had a problem. Okay drawer number one, do you have what I need? Annnnnd no you don’t, but you do have clothing as I pull out a red t shirt I see its covered in panthers.
Okay, really? Thats a bit much. As I put the t shirt back I move to the second drawer. Okay drawer number two do ‘you’ have what I need, annnnnnd you don’t, okay fine.
Drawer number threee…. Nothing… great. Damn. Wait the radio in the kitchen might work, it looked heavy enough… embarrassing to do in front of someone though, especially david, I have to live with him, at least until I get better. But he did look like he was tired maybe he’s asleep? Only one way to find out. After I close all the drawers I roll to the kitchen. Thank god he isn’t in here I can exercise.
I look at the radio on the counter it looks like a normal radio but with just some, or a lot of, neon lights all around it, but it looked heavy… at least heavy enough for me to struggle with. As I roll to the counter and grab the radio I felt its the perfect weight to exercise with. So, should I lift it above my head ten times? No I should just keep doing it until I cant do it anymore, I mean I might as well. “one two three fou… tweeeeennnty”
DING
100 XP BODY
I jump at the loud noise “aah! wha… what!?” as im panting from the workout I stare at the words at the top left of my view. The hell is that!? Okay calm down lucy calm down its normal your not insane at all, just keep exercising and don’t pay attention to the words, not any attention, just keep exercising, and the words disappeared see its alright lucy.
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after 22 more reps of lifting the radio, I hear another loud
DING
100 XP BODY
as im panting absolutely out of breath I look at the words annoyed at how loud it was. Wha… what the fuck is body… xp? Like a video game? Okay no more ignoring. Either im crazy or its really there.
So I must be crazy.
It must be from all the worry and stress. yup, that must be it. Has to be.
Just don’t tell anybody and ill be fine. As I look around to see if david or anyone was around I went on exercising, It helped keep my mind off of stuff and the fact im crazy is some stuff I want to take my mind off of.
I can still go on for a bit. After doing 25 reps of just lifting the radio over my head over and over I hear another ding
100 XP BODY
as im panting yet again, I start to get even more annoyed and kind of worried at the words, and the loud noise it's making, is making it hard to ignore, come on lucy just ignore it even if you really want to strangle the noise to death.
After doing about 28 reps I hear yet another ding
100 XP BODY
*LEVEL UP: BODY*
What? I leveled up? Ha real funny insanity, real funny. As I roll my eyes at the words which are pretty much just notifications, I get back to my exercise but as I lift the radio its a lot easier to lift so much so that I bet I can double the amount of reps I did. Okay... maybe ‘just’ maybe im not crazy and this is real. but this is crazy though!! Maybe I should use this? I mean its not like I have control over this I might as well use it, I mean this is crazy! How strong could I get with this? I don’t know much about this world but from what ive seen this far, its not safe, at all. I shudder thinking back to that security guard. If just a security guard can have a gun that’s pretty much the same size as me, then it cant be very hard to get guns like that, and then that big guy who almost got in a fight with david he was… something. He wasn’t even the only one either, the doctor also had metal arms even the normal people walking in the streets had metal legs, and arms.
David said something about how my eyes are chrome so I guess that’s what metal prosthetics are called. Cool. But maybe this level up... thing could help me get stronger? So do I just keep exercising? After 49 reps of lifting the radio above my head I finally got it.
DING
100 XP BODY
“fin... finally” why’d it take so long? After a minute to breath and catch my breath I started thinking maybe its because it got easier? Im pretty sure I doubled the amount I did before. But it ‘was’ easier. Alright I guess that makes sense... sort of. What else can I do? If the radio isn’t enough then what now? Should I ask david for some weight stuff? What are they called? Dumbbells? Yeah dumbbells. But I don’t want to ask him though, its embarrassing so I really don’t want to ask him, but what else will I do? I still cant walk, even though the body thing leveled up I still cant walk at least not in any way normal and not stumbling around.
But I can try? Yeah maybe walking around the apartment will trigger it, lets hope. But lets turn on the music I mean the radio can be used for music. Its not really meant for exercise anyway. As I struggle to find a station that’s not horrible I found a station called Neon Rock Hits, its mostly rock music sort of... at least but there’s some indie mixed in, its some weird mix of rock and synthwave. Its pretty good. I have to turn it down though or david might wake up.
As I struggle to stand my wheelchair rolls away as I stand. Great, just great. Guess there’s no turning back. Okay, okay hold onto the counter lucy come on, you got this. As I walk to the end of the counter holding onto the counter for dear life.
Don’t let go don’t let go lucy.
I keep repeating to myself, as if its a mantra. As I reach the end of the counter I heard the ding
100 XP BODY
haha it worked! Okay lets go back and forth, very, very carefully. So as I listen to music and holding the counter and walking I heard 4 more notifications after a bit
100 XP BODY
100 XP BODY
100 XP BODY
100 XP BODY
*LEVEL UP: BODY*
as soon as I saw the level up I felt as if my muscles are being massaged, and… expanded? I cant really explain it but it feels nice. Like a hot shower if the water hit your back harder. Why didn’t it feel like this before? Whatever. Whoa I can walk straight… sort of. At least im not walking like im drunk and I can walk around the house normally without thinking im gonna fall with every step. As I walk away from the counter that helped me through my training I glare at my wheelchair “haha fuck you chair” I wanted to yell that but I don’t want to wake up david, I hated every moment of siting in that chair almost falling, and being pushed, it was not nice. Finally!! I can walk!! sort of… but I have to take wins where I can get them.
But this lets me do so many things now! I can exercise! actually exercise! And not just small things, I mean I cant do much, but I can do a lot more then before! Like I can… do sit ups! Yeah!!. as I walk to the counter to use as something to hold onto, I sit on the ground very carefully, because I am still weak, I don’t want to fall and bust my head open...okay maybe that’s a little dramatic. But it ‘would’ hurt! Okay how do I do this? Lay down. Pull your legs up cross your arms and... lift your upper body? Yeah. One, two, three, four, fivve...as I fall on my back panting moving my hair out of my face I hear another ding
100 XP BODY
ye.. yes! It works! I mean I knew it would, but its still nice to know. Okay then… lets grind, ha. After an hour of sit ups I leveled up.
100 XP BODY
100 XP BODY
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100 XP BODY
100 XP BODY
100 XP BODY
LEVEL UP: BODY
im on the ground panting and its so dirtyyy. Gross. But as soon as I hear that last ding I get that nice feeling again and I feel better. Stronger. As I get up from the very dirty floor I feel as if im floating in air compared to earlier. Ah so nice.
“sis?”
I whip my head around to see david with his messed up hair and holding a jacket he must have woke up. “ho… how are you standing?” “ I...don’t know it just seemed easy to stand” I don’t want to lie but technically im not lying, I ‘don’t’ know how Im able to stand “...okay” he looks at me with a weird look but what else can I say right now? Oh hi david Im not your sister and I think floating words are making me better. There’s no way I can say that.
“Okay well I gotta go to work they called me in” he says that as if he is still worried about me “ill be okay” “...okay” as he puts on his jacket he brought with him he leaves after messing with his hair for a quick second, he leaves after waving to me. Well that… sucked. I don’t want to lie to him but I have to. Fuck. I cant do anything about it right now. As im thinking of david I see my reflection on the radio. Is that me? I rush to the bathroom and look at the mirror and I see a girl about 14 with black hair and purple eyes staring back. I really do look nice when im not skin and bones.
After an hour of just enjoying being able to walk around the house, I walk to living room and look at the front door. should I go out? I mean im kind of scared. Well, not scared but definitely worried, I didn’t get a good impression when I first got here. But I have to go out, I have to figure out what im going to do.
As I make sure im ready I walk to my room to get some clothes to wear when I go out, as I walk to my room I pass my wheelchair I really have to get rid of that now that I don’t need it… later. As I go in my room I go to the dresser and open up the first drawer I look for anything that dosnt have panthers and to no surprise there weren’t any. So I guess im going panther today... and the next. I sigh at the thought. Alright a black t shirt and some black jeans.
The t shirt had panthers on the front and back but the shirt is black so it kind of hides it? Whatever. it hides it enough. And the jeans just look nice but they have ‘panther’ imprinted in red on the sides of the legs of the jeans. So stupid. Alright I think im ready to go out.
As I walk to the front door I see shoes next to the door one pair, pink with panther stickers on them and a pair of black combat boots. I guess the panther ones are mine and the boots are davids. Honestly im surprised the panthers don’t make shoes, seeing as how I have their sheets, the shoes just have stickers on them. But im already wearing so much panther stuff… david wouldn’t mind right? Yeah I bet he wouldn’t. As I shrug I walk to the boots and slip them on. its not a perfect fit but its not unwearable and dosnt look too bad. Alright lets go. I think as I open the door and walk out.
