SOVEREIGNSTUCK
PROLOGUE
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13 years ago the OLD GODS came back to this world, 5,000 years after its birth, to much fanfare and to much dismay.
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But this story isn't about the Old Gods. And this story isn't about THE CONSTRUCTION, either, nor a new form of it.
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SOVEREIGNSTUCK
ACT 1, CHAPTER 1
Your name is RETRIS MORAGE, and you are tired.
It's been a long and treacherous 18 MOVES since your OPENING, and 18 minutes since you've woken up from an incredibly long nap that you didn't mean to take. Whoops.
RETRIS: Get up.
The sunlight pours through your windows, unfettered. You take a moment to survey your various possessions as your brain wakes up.
The gears of your mind groaned to life as you remembered yourself.
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You, like everyone, have a variety of HOBBIES and INTERESTS.
Among these are SWORDPLAY, WORDPLAY, and FOREPLAY. Don't think about the last one too hard. Don't think about that phrasing too hard, either. Get your mind out of the gutter.
You have an ardent passion for ASTROLOGY and the science of MYTHOLOGICAL ROLES. You run a rather sizeable CHUMBLR blog dedicated to the subject. You wish you didn't. You know in your heart that you are a MAGE OF LIGHT, and are looking forwards to getting this proven to you. Sooner rather than later, hopefully.
You're getting ahead of yourself, though.
RETRIS: Investigate poster.
You're not sure if you can consider your JOB a HOBBY, but you entertain the NARRATOR anyway.
You are an ACTOR, of the TRADITIONAL LIVE-ACTION BATTLEGROUNDS ROLEPLAY variety. It is a controversial, culturally Carapacian pastime.
Lights. Cameras. Action. Bloodshed.
Real people died in the making of these productions. Some by your hands.
RETRIS: Stare at your hands.
You take a moment to contemplate the amount of times you've washed gore off your carapace. Some were people you've loved. You think it's fine. They'd all agreed in advance that that's how they wanted to go.
You try not to think about it too hard, but it gnaws at you sometimes when the moon is hung high.
Some of them were so young. Just like you.
RETRIS: Get immediately distracted by the SHRINE behind you.
Oh fuck yes. Disregard all previous thoughts. It's EVANGELION time.
You’ve been a hardcore fan of the series NEON GENESIS EVANGELION since you were a child. It was a formative piece of media to you. It has informed many aspects of your being. You have a particular fixation on the relationship between Evangelion's IKARI SHINJI and NAGISA KAWORU. This is your shrine dedicated to the pairing.
KawoShin, it's called in fan spaces. Not that you've ever participated in those. Every Evangelion fan except for you and your BEST FRIEND is annoying. You'd like it if they got blown up with lasers. In fact, you feel quite the same way about-
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RETRIS: Investigate desk.
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There we go!
Ah, yes, good ol' VRISCORD. Everyone's using this handy little messaging app these days. Probably on account of it coming pre-downloaded on literally fucking everything. Your username on the platform is azimuthAnomaly -- don't tell the internet -- and English m4y not 6e your first l4ngu4ge, 6ut, you 4re trying your 6est.
It seems a couple of your FRIENDS have been messaging you while you were out.
RETRIS: Commit favoritism.
You check on your best friend first, as it should be. She comes before everything else in the world. Including yourself.
