Chapter 1: To Be Continued
It was exactly 8:08AM. My heart was broken immediately. It was fine before. I promise. Usually, I just wait until 8:09AM. Holy Free Shavacadoo. It's that time now. The show goes on....
Mother barges into the room like the Kool-Aid Man.
"My child!!!! It's the first day of your training at the Byuakunyan Academy", she say calmly.
"Mothe..."
"Today is the last day of the rest of your life, my child. It's a special day at the Academy. If you are lucky, you will be selected to become a Protector of the Shadow of Nightcore Village!
"Mothe..."
"The Yokage will be there my child. It will be great honor upon our sacred family if you are selected. Your father would be so proud if he hadn't deserted to the village hidden in the cereal. My spins! What a fruit loop-de-loop that man was.
"Mother..."
They will take you down to the forge to craft your Spirit Throw. There you will become one with your yoyo. Tangled together by your Fate String, you both will defend our village from evil, even though everything is completely peaceful and totally fine right now, and nothing really is even like being threatened and times are good. You might even become...
"Motherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaawwwwwwrrrrrr!!!?!?!!?!1111!!!"
"My child!!!!"
The next day....
It's now 8:59AM the same day. The great half a yoyo is about to be struck to signify the proceedings of Selection Day.
"Hey My Child"
"What is it Sekichiro Mikasuki"
"I was just thinking... well it's kinda baka. Well... what if I don't pass The Selection on the first try this year. I mean, you're sure to pass first try. You're a shoe in to be a Protector. You've seen the assignments that the Guardians get if they pass the second year. And don't get me started on the 3rd year. I don't want to be in the Scouting Unit either. AND I can't take another year in the academy, the cafeteriaa..
"You talk to much Sekichiro Mikazuchi"
"By the way, I feel weird calling you that.
"What do you mean"
"I mean My Child is a weird name"
"Ok..."
"I'll call you MC for short".
~DING~ LET THE SELECTION EXAMS BEGIN ~DING~
"Immediately, but faster, a student of the academy starts running with his arms thrown out perpendicular to either side of his body for maximum stability, aerodynamic lift like a big plane, and clout control."
None of the other students recognize this man with silver hair and round, thin rimmed glasses, they type of which, I swear could be described in another way, like by the people who wear these particular glasses.
Nakata Chyozu, a bright student, that likes to wear pink because she is a female throws a shurikan.
~DING~ EXAM'S OVER
"WHAT" say the students in unison all together at once simultaneously.
"Well it's not like over over," says the proctor. "I mean like I had this whole thing planned, and there was is other snake guy who was friends with that guy, but like yah, idk who that person is. Like I get it, you're smart and all for shurikan-ing that student because like you've trained your entire life to be a yoyo shadow warrior and this one student just happens to be part of the training.
(Wait a spinnin second)
FOREIGN EXCHANGE STUDENT. YOU KILLED THE FOREIGN EXCHANGE STUDENT."
"I'm still alive. My name is Pete."
"I've never seen Pete."
"Pete's cool."
"Frick".
":Ueah like Pete has really high battle scores in his village so they sent him here to our village because as a community we have really high scores across the board."
"*Yeah"
"Well frick".
"Pete's actually a really cool guy in his village".
"Well frick, I'm sorry Pete".
"I guess it's fine... If I hadn't gotten top scores in my clout control classes I could have been deleted."
Ok, I guess everything's fine now.
THE SELECTION SHALL RESUME AS PLANNED.
Next year.
It was exactly 8:08AM. My heart was broken immediately. It was fine before. I promise. Usually, I just wait until 8:09AM. Holy Free Shavacadoo. It's that time now. The show goes on....
Mother barges into the room like the Kool-Aid Man.
"My child!!!! It's the first day of your training at the Byuakunyan Academy", she say calmly.
"Press Continue.."
"Today is the last day of the rest of your life, my child. It's a special day at the Academy. If you are lucky, you will be selected to become Protector of the Shadow of Nightcore Village!
"Press Continue..."
"The Yokage will be there my child. It will be great honor upon our sacred family if you are selected. Your father would be so proud if he hadn't deserted to the village hidden in the cereal. My spins! What a fruit loop-de-loop that man was.
"Press Continue..."
They will take you down to the forge to craft your Spirit Throw. There you will become one with your yoyo. Tangled together by your Fate String, you both will defend our village from evil, even though everything is completely peaceful and totally fine right now, and nothing really is even like being threatened and times are good. You might even become...
"Press Continue"
"My child!!!!"
The next day....
The Shadow of Nightcore village is deep into it's war with the 1337 Haxor Mays Clan.
You pressed continue too many times didn't you. It's fine.
*Command-Z*
That should fix things. It's fine. Press Continue.
Sekichiro Mikazuchi, I know what your about to say. Even thought last year in The Selection we almost deleted a member of another..."
"Yeah MC, we were trying to make an alliance between our villages."
"Let me finish talking. ...another village, and all the other villages hate us now."
"Yah MC, it's no joke. Like, they literally won't even..."
"Let me finish talking ...even communicate with our Yokage and they're probably planning to destroy our village, I mean really take us off the face of the map. Like Nuclear Booom Booom, no more Shadow of Nightcore. They'll sing songs about it. For..."
"Yeah, that would be seriousl-"
"Let me finish talking ...for millennia our people have passed Selection Day. I believe in you."
~DING~ LET THE SELECTION COMME- GOD FRICKING SPIN IT
DUDE I FRICKING SWEAR IF YOU THOUGHT PETE WAS ANOTHER
OH GOD
WERE BEING ATTACKED.
IT"S ...
GUARDS
Everything went black that night in the Shadow of Nightcore Village. As the black night surrounded the night in darkness, the healing squads totaled the injuries. Luckily nobody was deleted, because it was Pete's village that attacked. As it turns out, Pete's village actually reps Pete pretty heavy. It's fine though, because we felt bad about it as a community and Nakata Chyozu is kind of a *blep* anyways. Pete's Village (The Memes of Dank Clout Village) said that the Shadow of Nightcore over reacted anyways last time, and their village totally left themselves open to this prank like totally and their actually not spies *wink *wink and instead should have just continued with The Selection the next day instead of postponing it a year. For cereals. Because we know what happens in the cereal village. And we didn't want you, as a friend village, to look like them.
The next day
After yesterday, which as we all know was like really bad.
~DING~ LET SELECTION DAY COMMENCE ~DING~
A million shadow pamphlets fall to the ground for a luxury cruise that swings by the gates of Tartarus. However... on the back of the pamphlet is a calculation which I've seen many times before. All I have to do is take the terminal velocity of a shadow throw and find the range of the...
A shimmer takes my eye, I lift my head blinded by the sky,
It's bright out. Something reminds me of a song. A platypus pigeon lands besides me. I reach into my backpack and pull out 5 of the 65 shadow crackers that I keep with me at all times. And feed it.
~DING~ TIME IS UP! INCINERATE ALL THE PAMPHLETS WITH YOUR CLOUT CONTROL! ~DING
I look down at my pamphlet one last time. And I drop it. It falls to the ground. Like a pamphlet does, when it's no longer in your hand. I reach into my backpack and pull out my Village Assigned YoYo. I call it the bepiser. bepissssssssssss the yoyo makes it's familiar hiss. Flap. The yoyo slaps my hand and the pamphlet withers away into a shadow smoke. pft I've done this trick before.
~DING~ PROCEED TO THE NEXT ROOM ~DING~
A sign. It's above a door. I can barely make it out. It illuminates itself. Now I can see it. It says. Enter.
A lot of Shadow Students run as fast as they can but faster, but also slower, with their arms thrown out perpendicular to their body for maximum stability, aerodynamic lift like a big plane, and clout control, into the room. Inside the room, which is shadowy, are giant big rocks.
A loud boomy voice which also sounds super crazy looney toons shouts seriously in a whisper.
CaRVE UNTo THsEs GiaNt bIg rOckS thE COrEcT AnswER to this question....
HOW MANY CIRCLES MUST A SQUARE CIRCLE BEFORE THAT SQUARE CAN CIRCLE A SQUARE.
your answer must include as much detail as possible or be a number
also don't forget it must be carved into a giant big rock
the pamphlets had nothing to do with this. also this is the final QuEsTiOn.
also
THE END
But the story continues, however now there are like 50 percento (uwu) of the shadow students who became official shadow warriors.
Sekichiro Mikazuchi and MC luckily passed. Sekichiro placed well above the 50th percentile in the guard scores. And MC finished, well, in the top 8. He is now a Protector.
"Hey Sekichiro Mikazuchi"
"You don't have to call me by my full name MC"
"It's fine Sekichiro Mikazuchi. I was just wondering what happened to the shadow students that gave number answers."
":Ueah I saw that. Some kids didn't give details on their answer."
"Yeah and they all got recruited to a new division. What was it called?"
"Shh, we're almost at the forge, keep your voice down, you have no idea how hype I am right now"
"k"
WELCOME TO THE FORGE. TAKE YOUR YOYO AND LEAVE. YOUR SKILLS HAVE BEEN EXAMINED ALL YOUR LIFE. LIKE YOU REALLY THOUGHT THAT YOU'D GET INPUT INTO THIS. LIKE WHAT. YOU CARVE A *BLEPIN* NUMBER 7.29 INTO A GIANT BIG ROCK AND THEN BY SOME FAIRY GOD MOTHER, YEAH IT'S A GOOD NUMBER I DON'T GIVE A SPINNING *BLEP* AND WHAT? I LOOK AT HOW SILLY YOUR MAGIC IS AT THAT ONE POINT IN TIME AND THEN DEVELOP YOU A *BLEPIN* YOYO FROM YOUR ROCK FRIENDSHIP. GET UR YOYO AND LEAVE. HURRY UP.
uhhh.
Which one did you get.
What does yours say.