I've always been a fan of creative writing, and I recently got some inspiration from JV and the PR series. I decided I'd give it a go. I won't release the whole thing at once, as I expect it to have quite a few chapters. Also, I am going to try to reserve up to 6 posts.
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In a far off corner of the universe lies a unique little planet, known most commonly as “Jiggmin”. It is named after the long line of rulers. From here on out Jiggmin will be referred to as Planet Jiggmin, as to not be confused with the ruler. Planet Jiggmin has a very different way of life then what we’re used to. The planet has not yet been fully explored, and there are currently 4 widely recognized continents. The main one is called Jiggmin’s Village. The other three are Platform 1, Platform 2, and Platform 3.
The planet is filled up with many happy citizens, often called “players”, who reside on the main continent, Jiggmin’s Village. The other three planets are used solely for the planet’s main pastime; racing. Every person on the planet loves racing very much. They hold competitions, win prizes, and have fun. Since all the players have their favorite racing locations, 3 racing communities were set up, one on each Platform continent.
Platform 1, being the first continent to be discovered after the initial colonization on Jiggmin’s Village, is old, and not as active as the others.
Platform 2 has many more features than Platform 1, and ever since its release to the public, it has been the most popular.
Lastly, there is Platform 3. Filled to the brim with new features, you either liked it or you didn’t.
Overseeing Platforms 2 & 3, and Jiggmin’s Village, is Jiggmin, administrators, and moderators. Only the most trustworthy and dependable players go on to be moderators, and from there, only an elite core go on to become administrators. The mod’s and admin’s job is to punish the people who break laws. They smash rule-breakers with their ban hammers, and send them to the Dungeon of Despair for varying amounts of time.
Every player is born on to the planet with an IP (Individual Person). The people can then go on to make other accounts they can play as and use, easily accessible via passwords only they know.
Those are the basics of Planet Jiggmin, and now we will focus on an event that endangered the whole planet, and had the potential to wipe out all fun and happiness it.
A dark figure strode through the streets of Derron.
“I have logged on successfully. I can feel power surging through my veins,” it thought.
Nothing like it had been seen for a long time. It was obvious the account hadn’t been used recently.
The figure set off an aura of power, sending disturbance throughout the city of Derron.
The figure laughed. It was a deep, maniacal laugh, resulting in many fearful glances. Other people were skirting away, trying to avoid him.
One racers curiosity got the best of him, and he walked up to the figure.
“Who ARE you?” the young racer asked.
“I am the beginning. The beginning of a new, improved world,” the figure hissed.
The racer took a step back, not knowing what to say. Just then, the figure reached casually in to his robe, and pulled out a hammer. The racer started to let out a scream, but it was too late. The hammer had already reached him.
Dutany awoke with a start. He had had a crazy dream last night, but strangely, he could not remember any of it. He got up, stretched, and looked at the time. He had an appointment at Carina soon. He had to record his friends race. Dutany worked for one of the major newspapers in Jiggmin’s Village, The Jiggmin Inquirer. He was currently working on Platform 2, being the chief of the Platform 2 section of the newspaper.
He wanted to record his friends and use pictures of them in the newspaper tomorrow. Dutany quickly headed to the front of Carina, eager to get in. He got to the security booth, typed in his username and password, and walked through the gates as a stylish Rank 28, sporting his favorite turtle parts.
The streets of Carina were very talkative this morning. People seemed to be talking about something that had taken place last night. Dutany would’ve stopped and listened, but he only had a few minutes to get to the race track on time. He picked up his pace, and made it a little bit early. His friends had chosen to race on the Candyland track, a popular course that many people loved.
Before Dutany made it to the stands, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around, and there were two of his friends; Excaliburn007 and patssruel12.
“Where’ve you been?” asked Excal. “We’ve been waiting a while.”
“Sorry I didn’t get here earlier, but according to my watch, I made it on time,” replied Dutany.
“That may be so,” Pat added, “but hurry up! I can’t wait to race!”
“One moment, just let me get my camera ready. I’ll head to the stands now. You guys can start when you’re ready,” said Dutany.
“Wait, Dutany… Did you hear about what happened last night?” asked Pat.
“I’ve heard a lot of people talking, but I’m not actually sure what happened,” Dutany said, curiosly.
“Well, you know Mars? Apparently, he was walking through the streets of Derron, when he got sent to the Dungeon of Despair… Forever. Nobody knows why, but he must’ve done something really bad. Who knows?”
“Interesting,” Dutany said. “Maybe that’s newspaper material”
“Maybe, but we’ve got to go! Come on Pat, let’s go line up. Make sure to record us, Dut,” Excal said sternly.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry,” Dutany said as he started walking away.
Dutany walked briskly up to the stands and chose a nice spot in the front row. His presence was causing some excitement, seeing as he was a very successful reporter and photographer. He noticed his friends had lined up and were ready to go, so he lifted him camera, and started recording right as the announcer yelled “GO!”
It appeared that Excal and Pats were the highest ranks. They were racing against two other users, named “bluebaron” and “Vengeance01”.
“Easy win for them,” Dutany thought.
The race was moving along swiftly. Excal was in the lead, climbing up the Licorice caves. Pat had been stalled by a gun shot from bluebaron, but he was hot on Excal’s tail. Vengeance01 wasn’t doing too well, he was pretty far behind. The crowd was excited; they always loved a good race.
“Go Excaliburn!” one player shouted.
“Come on bluebaron, you can do it!” yelled another.
Pat had now overtaken Excal due to his item luck. He had gotten a sword. With one slice, he stalled Excal, and with another, he took a shortcut outside of Gingerbread Manor. It looked like he had the race won. All of a sudden, someone in the stands stood up and shouted.
“Look at that! Look how fast that Vengeance guy is moving! That’s crazy!” he shouted.
Sure enough, Vengeance01 was moving very swiftly. Probably too swiftly.
Dutany focused his camera on Vengeance01, not wanting to miss any of the action. Vengeance was moving incredibly fast for a rank 7. He had already pulled even with Pat!
By then, Excal and bluebaron had both stopped and were watching the other two, as they were both wondering who would win. Pats turned around and looked at Vengeance, very confused.
“Wait, how’d you get there?!?” Pats yelled, as he was still running. The finish was in sight now.
Vengeance did not respond. Dutany was now on the edge of his seat, moving his camera with great accuracy, capturing the path of both of the racers.
All of a sudden, lightning came out of the sky and struck Pat. It appeared Vengeance had used the lightning item somehow. It seemed unlikely, though, considering the last item block was quite a ways back.
Whispers moved through the stands.
“That Vengeance guy… Is he... Is he hacking?”
Dutany thought about it. Hacking was an illegal action in racing, highly unfair, and worthy of sending the hacker to the Dungeon of Despair. Hacking involved illegally obtaining potions, extra items, or abilities, and using them in a race to gain an unfair advantage. Dutany could not tell, though, if Vengeance01 was hacking, or just really good.
All of a sudden, the audience froze. They were all staring intently at something that had just happened in the race. Vengeance had pulled a sword out of nowhere, and used it on Pat. While he was down, Vengeance moved in close to Pat, and whispered something in his ear. Pats screamed, unable to get up. Before anyone could interfere, Vengeance had pulled a hammer out of his robe and brought it down upon Pat.
Pat disappeared in a cloud of smoke. The players recognized what had happened. Pats had been banned, and sent to the Dungeon of Despair.
Chaos erupted in the stands. Everyone was scared. How could a normal player ban someone, and why would he do it? People had already called the moderators, and they were on their way. People suddenly realized something. Vengeance01 was gone!
Dutany decided he was going to find out what had happened, and try to stop it from happening again. He realized how lucky he was to get the whole thing on tape. He made his way up to Excaliburn, an idea having sprouted in his head.
“Excal, I got the whole thing on video! I think the first step to find out what happened is to find out if the Vengeance guy was really hacking. Then, we can find out if he was cheating, or if he really has the power to ban people like that. I figure if he was hacking in the race, then he hacked the mod abilities!” Dutany said, quickly.
“Sounds good. Maybe we could talk to Suuper. He’s pretty good with these kinds of things. He should be able to recognize if he was hacking or not,” said Excal.
Suuper was a well-known player, who knew how to hack. However, he only used his powers for good.
“Yeah, let’s do that. But wow, it really stinks how that had to happen to Pat. I wonder if there’s any way he can get out of the Dungeon…,” said Dutany.
“Maybe, but there’s nothing we can do. Maybe the mods will look in to it,” replied Excaliburn.
With that, Dutany and Excal were off to see Suuper.
“So, is he hacking?”
“I don’t know for sure. I’m going to have to watch it in super-slow motion,” replied Suuper.
Several minutes later, the video recording of the race had been gone through again, but this time in slow motion.
Suuper had a strange look on his face as he said,”…No. Vengeance01 is not hacking.”
Dutany and Excaliburn gasped.
“What? How is that possible?!?” cried Excal.
“I don’t know… I just don’t know,” said Suuper. “What I do know is that there is no way he was hacking to get those items in the race. If he had been using illegal methods, he would have smuggled them in to the race. It was obvious to tell, at least with the sword, that that was not the case. It just appeared.”
“And his speed?” asked Dutany.
“That I cannot explain,” said Suuper.
The players sat I silence, deep in thought. After a few minutes, though, Suuper startled the others with a sudden outcry.
“Wait, play back the video! And slowly!” Suuper insisted.
Dutany set the video back to the beginning and played it at 25% the normal speed.
“What are you looking for?” Dutany asked.
“Shh, be quiet!” Suuper urged.
Another minute passed.
“There, pause it there!” Suuper shouted.
Dutany paused it.
“No, back up about a half of a second,” Souper said.
Dutany did as he was told. The screen was on a close up of Vengeance01.
“Well, Dutany, I admire your skills with a camera. You had a close up on Vengeance at a vital moment, allowing us to see his secret. Well, one of his secrets,” said Suuper.
“What is it? I don’t see anything!” Excal said, rather impatiently.
“Look at his hat,” Suuper said, while pointing.
“That’s just a regular party hat,” Dutany said, annoyed. “Come on, Suuper.”
“No, look at the top of it. There’s a small probe. It appears only for a quarter of a second in the video. It came up right as Vengeance used the lightning.”
“How… What… How does he have a hat like that?” stuttered Excal.
“I don’t know,” Suuper said plainly.
“Does that explain his moderator abilities too?” Dutany asked excitedly.
“Sadly, no. No hat could ever, possibly do that. He has a real and legitimate ban hammer,” Suuper said.
“But... He’s only a member! How does he have a ban hammer?” asked Dutany.
“That, I do not know,” said Suuper. “I suggest you go talk to someone else, someone who knows more about moderators. Also, I’m curious to know what account number Vengeance has…”
“I know just the guy. We can go see aaaaaa123456789. He’s a mod, and I think he can see account numbers. Let’s go talk to him,” suggested Dutany.
“Yeah, let’s go,” said Excal.
“You guys go on without me. I want to test something…,” said Suuper.
“Suit yourself,” said Dutany.
Dutany and Excaliburn walked out of Suuper’s house and headed down the driveway, heading to Mainstreet. Aaa lived in an old run-down mansion that used to belong to an admin, before he retired. He was also, luckily, one of the most easy mods to talk to, because he liked to hang with the public.
The twosome stopped at a new poster and read it. It stated “Anyone with any information on Vengeance01 or his antics, please post a message outside Admin Beach. A sparkling reward of a moldy banana will be given to you.”
“They’re offering a moldy banana?” chuckled Excal.
“It’s better than the time they offered a used tissue to anyone who had any information on UAX,” laughed Dutany.
A few minutes later, they made it to the residence of aaa. They knocked on the door. Nobody came.
They knocked again, louder. They heard someone running to the door. Aaa opened the door, looking groggy.
“Don’t you know I’m nocturnal?” groaned aaa.
“Oops, sorry,” said Dutany. “Anyways, can we come in? We have a few questions to ask you.”
“Sure, sure. Come right in,” aaa said, with a hint of sarcasm.
Dutany and Excal pretended they were oblivious and walked in, smirking.
“So, you know about Vengeance01, right?” asked Dutany.
“Of course! Who hasn’t? That guy has been so much trouble lately… Yesterday alone, he sent 4 people to the Dungeon of Despair! Megabrody5000, Jerevand, Dealth, and theblueberryman! It’s crazy!” said aaa.
“Do you happen to know what account number he is?” asked Dutany.
“Well, here’s the weird part. This morning, I was curious and decided to look… Vengeance01 is the second account that was ever made,” said aaa.
“Only the second?!?” shouted Excal.
“Yes, weirdly. And nobody has ever seen him before now,” said aaa.
“Woah. Also… What can you tell us about ban hammers,” asked Dutany.
“Well, when someone becomes a mod, they are handed a ban hammer. From there, they use the ban hammer and it fits perfectly to them. Nobody else can use it,” said aaa.
“This just isn’t adding up. Vengeance used a ban hammer, but it couldn’t have been someone else’s, then. I’m so confused,” said Dutany.
“Hmm, me too. Maybe you could go check the library?” suggested aaa.
There was only one library on the continent, the Library of Ancients. They call it that because nobody uses libraries any more, they just do things electronically.
“Yeah, that’s an idea,” said Dutany. “But I don’t know what we should look for.”
“Well, if you aren’t going to the library, can you at least pick up my dry cleaning?” asked aaa.
“Umm, of course we’re going to the library!” said Excal. “Isn’t that right, Dutany?”
“Yep… Yeah. Er, we should go now,” said Dutany.
And with that, they left.
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