Hello to all who have decided to read this story! .... . ... . . . .. Basically, this fanfiction needs to be vErY hEaViLy EdItEd. Which it will be. So, before you start reading, just know that from here on out, until the very last chapter, I might even add some more, that this story is currently under maintenance with some heavy editing, so sorry if some chapters don't make sense.
Sorry for this big blob of rushed disappointment called fanfiction! Love you all and have at it!
Chapter Edited 2/9/19
The game maker himself had just announced the showcase of his newest creation; Deathcon!
Everyone had a chance to test it out, competing in combat, sorcery and skill. The prize for last one standing? A huge reward; a whole five thousand dollar scholarship! Not only did the whole virtual reality complex sound totally awesome, but that much money saved up and tacked onto even more money for college?! Hell yeah!
Everyone who had attended this year's anime convention themed fundraiser for YH itched with excitement, many bouncing on the balls of their feet to show just how hyped they were.
Funneh sat at the cupcake booth restlessly swinging her legs back and forth in her seat. No one had even bothered to touch her icing-less monstrosities, which she was pretty sure they were all burnt and as hard as rocks anyway, except for one dude who she remembered calling himself Evan. Even then, though, he seemed pretty suspicious of them. She couldn't say she blamed him. Felecia had long since abandoned her to go wait in line with Britney, too. Both held Starbucks cups and spoke animatedly to each other.
The bluenette let out a hopeless sigh, gazing longingly at the almost surreal portal acting as an entrance into Deathcon. Every muscle in her body ached to just abandon her fundraising duties and hop giddily in line with Gold and Kyran, who actually stood in the back trying to get a few stragglers who hadn't yet made it to the large line and offered cupcakes. Of course, every teen denied, clearly disgusted within just one glance.
"Ughhh" She groaned miserably, laying her head between her arms. Gold noticed her best friend's reaction and finally decided that enough was enough. If Felecia could abandon the cupcake stand unnoticed, they why the heck not Funneh, too?
"Psst, hey." Gold poked Funneh's arm causing the girl to jolt up.
"Oh," The disappointed teen muttered, "Hey Gold."
The brunette's molten gaze narrowed at her best friend almost quizzically before she broke into a dazzling grin.
"What do you say we ditch this old booth and get in line to enter Deathcon?" She smirked before jabbing her thumb behind her in Kyran's direction, an encouraging smile etched across his face.
"Yeah, I agree with Gold. I mean, we have no business left since Felecia completely sold out her cupcakes and hitched it, so what's the point?"
Funneh bit her lip at the logical thinking, still torn about being possibly scorned for leaving the booth or taking part in a super cool fighting game for five freaking thousand dollars.
The second option, now that she actually thought of it in this case, sounded significantly much better.
Hesitantly, she stood from her stool and grabbed Gold into a spine-crushing hug.
"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She lat go of the poor girl and smiled ecstatically. The two were right. Why sit here and mope instead of having a blast and participating for that wallet-craving prize?
"Let's go!"
Flipping a sign which dangled from the arch of her booth from Open to Closed, the three friends sped to participate, only to bump into a shorter girl sporting a getup from Attack on Titan.
"Oops, Sorry!" The black haired girl with crimson eyes who looked oddly familiar squeaked. Aly?? "I'm kind of in a rush!" She turned to her older brother, who Funneh instantly recognized as Alec and ushered him to hurry up. The bluenette stood frozen, breath hitching as her bluebell orbs meet with the boy's two blood red orbs. She hadn't seen him since last year and had to hold back a raging blush.
Where has he been?
His brows furrowed, as if trying to distinguish whoever she was, considering she herself was cosplayed as Sailor Moon, and Gold and Kyran behind her were dressed as Lucy and Natsu. With a small shake of his head, he and Aly took off in the opposite direction.
Once the duo was completely out of sight Funneh's shoulders finally relaxed.
"What a reunion." Gold giggled punching Kyran playfully on the shoulder who merely shrugged in response.
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It didn't take very long for the trio to make it towards the portal, surprisingly. With a wink from the creator they all stepped into a world of swirling purples, visions becoming hazy before readjusting to a clear blue sky which looked way too real.
"Woah..." Kyran's cobalt eyes glanced from side to side. Everyone swayed uneasily as if just being plunged out of sleep and dropped into completely different bodies.
"This is incredible!"
"Look at this awesome gear!" Gold pointed to her own rosy dress which had silver plates of armor around her chest and breast area and even covered her upper arms before stopping as elbow pads. She also sported a glistening pair of matching armored boots that reached her knees before forming knee pads. The skirt of her dress was slim and only fairly loose fitting, it actually represented her fine curves well. Her once pure brunette hair now had strips of shimmering gold that sparkled when the sun hit it just right. Strapped to her hip was a beautiful sterling silver rapier with a crimson hilt, the bottom was a baby pink ombré and the tip of the slim blade had a cute swirly design in gold. Her molten gaze, though, was practically the only thing that hadn't changed, along with her natural height of 5'4.
Gold squealed in excitement while Kyran didn't even bother covering up the amount of gawking he was doing.
Kyran himself had silver armor, only he had tight-fitting pants and a silver belt on. Along with that he was wearing a black hoodie beneath his armor, the black hood popping out behind his navy hair. Strapped to his back was a bright green colored scythe and he also had black finger-less gloves on.
He actually looked kinda hot. Not to mention totally bad ass.
Funneh's outfit was the same as Gold's, only a slate blue color instead of rosy red. Her skirt was also smaller, reaching the top of her knees and stopping at the knee pads of armor attached to her metal boots. Beneath the dress, luckily, and much to Funneh's relief, were tights. Her eyes were also a more vibrant shade of blue, the tips of her hair a slightly lighter shade of navy.
What really made her disappointed, though, was instead of having an awesome rapier like Gold or a scythe like Kyran, she had a wooden sword strapped to her hip.
"Aww, come on.."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Gold skipped to Funneh's side and inspected her weapon. "Oh.."
"Hey guys, check your stats in the upper left corner of the screen." Kyran randomly ordered. The two teens looked up before extending their arms to click the button they both individually saw. Their gazes immediately darted toward what appeared to be the in-game currency.
"So we all start out with two hundred rupees? That's cool." The bluenette muttered. She then noticed a category called 'Class' and clicked it. Her character popped up along with the word 'Swordsman'. Well, that's great and all, but where the hell was her sword? All she had now was practically a stick in the shape of a weapon.
"What class are you guys?"
"Fencer." Gold said with a wide smile.
"I got Hoarder?" Kyran curiously replied. "I think that whenever I cut grass with my scythe, rupees will appear."
"Really? So not only will you be able to eliminate players with it, but you'll also be filthy rich!" Funneh hooted in laughter. "Awesome!"
Not only that, but they appeared to be in grassland territory.
Once this book has been completely finished on editing, there will be no more Evan until the end. And my fanfiction doesn't completely follow the same events that have happened throughout the actual Itsfunneh Yandere High Series! Meaning a lot of things will be made up from my own imagination!