BEFORE READING THIS
Some things will not make sense at the end of the chapter. The interactions between one character and another will be like this. This is a role-play thing, and I want to keep this simple. You can send me any tips to make this story even better.
And also, there will be out-of-pocket jokes with our character. (But seriously, Yaxoc, you're NOT Deadpool.)
Take this for example:
Tester1: [yap] [action or emotion]
And sometimes it becomes the opposite.
Tester2: [action or emotion] [yap]
OR becomes both.
Tester 3: [action or emotion] [yap] [action or emotion]
AND SOMETIMES, I USE DIFFERENT WAYS TO COMMUNICATE THE CHARACTERS
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Look at this one:
Aple: Looks at Rez "It's so sad that the president of Valhalla died of ligma"
Rez: "Who's ligma?" he said, turning to Aple confused
Yernp: Runs and slams Aple's face, "DON'T EVEN FINISH THAT JOKE!" she yelled at Aple before looking at Rez
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Also, if the name "???" appears, it means the character is not stated OR not mentioned in this chapter. So now that you understand these things, i hope you enjoy reading this web novel (Im still practicing, and i know you aint reading allat)
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Yaxoc blinked lazily at the pale light seeping through his bedroom window, letting out a long, uninterested sigh. The world was waking up, but he wasn't exactly in a rush to join it. With a groan, he sat up, his messy hair flopping in front of his eyes. He rubbed his face absentmindedly, glancing at the clock. Late, as usual—not that it mattered to him.
Dragging himself out of bed, Yaxoc trudged toward the kitchen, his bare feet shuffling along the creaky floor. The cluttered space matched his mood—half-done chores, an open cereal box, and last night's dirty dishes still piled up in the sink. He grabbed a bowl, yawning loudly as he poured himself some cereal, not bothering with the milk. He didn't have the energy for anything more complicated.
As he lazily plopped down at the small table, the familiar buzz of his communicator interrupted his breakfast. He ignored it at first, staring at the bowl as if it held the answer to all of life's problems. When the buzzing didn't stop, he picked up the device with a half-hearted swipe.
The news anchor's voice echoed in the kitchen, full of urgency that Yaxoc barely cared for.
"Urgent report from the Ministry of Defense—due to recent attacks, the city is seeking new saviors. All able-bodied citizens with combat or magical abilities are encouraged to apply immediately. Registration opens at noon."
He clicked his tongue, setting the communicator down with an exaggerated roll of his eyes. "More saviors, huh?" he muttered, shoveling a spoonful of cereal into his mouth. He didn't have much patience for the hero gig. Too much work, too many rules. Still, hearing about the city's need for more recruits meant things were getting serious. Real serious.
Yaxoc leaned back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling, chewing absentmindedly. "Guess they're desperate. Wonder how bad it is this time." He shrugged to himself, letting the thought drift away, already bored with the idea.
The city could fall apart tomorrow, and he wouldn't bat an eye—unless, of course, someone close to him was hurting. Then, just maybe, he'd get involved. But for now, his only concern was the soggy cereal in his bowl and how soon he could crawl back into bed.
Yaxoc: "Man, the hell's with this city? I doubt they're hiring new saviors. Oh well."
Yaxoc finished his cereal and, without a second thought, grabbed the bowl. He casually tossed it at the wall, watching as it shattered into countless pieces.
Yaxoc: He shrugged, unfazed by the mess "Im not cleaning all that."
Yaxoc walked into his room and grabbed his grey jacket, tossing it on with little care. He then picked up a tin pot, setting it on his head like a makeshift helmet, and slid on a pair of black gaming shades. Ready for whatever came next, he gave a quick glance in the mirror.
Yaxoc: Seems satisfied "Looking good"
Yaxoc stepped out of his room, grabbing his backpack on the way. Without hesitation, he headed straight for the door and stepped outside.
As Yaxoc stepped outside, the distant sound of voices filled the air. He could already hear the savior employees shouting through their megaphones, announcing the physical tests for new savior recruits.
Yaxoc: Stares at the employees "This is like hearing a teacher talk about a useless topic for 6 hours straight."
As Yaxoc continued walking, an enemy suddenly appeared in front of him. Yaxoc barely reacted, his expression showing boredom. He had faced five of these enemies before and wasn't impressed.
Enemy #1: He glanced at Yaxoc, a look of confusion crossing his face. "Why aren't you scared kid?"
Yaxoc: clearly unimpressed by the man's appearance, said "Why would I be scared of a half-naked man who thinks he's Captain Underpants?"
Enemy #1: Upon hearing Yaxoc's words, the enemy lunged at him. "DONT INSULT ABOUT MY APPEARANCE! SCUM-" The enemy was suddenly sent flying as he tried to lunge at Yaxoc.
Yaxoc: Glances at the person who had thrown the enemy.
???: "Im sorry you had to experience that, did the enemy do something to you?"
The voice, somehow both feline and female, revealed the figure who had thrown the enemy—a blue catgirl with a blue jacket, long blue hair marked by a crescent moon on her face, and black pants.
Yaxoc: Looks at her "Who the hell are you?"
???: The catgirl, looking at Yaxoc, said "I'm Luna, Luna Nightes."
Yaxoc: stares at her for a moment before saying, "What a weird name for a catgirl like you."
Luna: "Hey, at least I'm cool!" she pouted after saying.
Yaxoc: rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, yeah, whatever..." He paused, thinking for a moment, then added, "Hey... are you one of those employees spouting crap about hiring stupid saviors?"
Luna: She looked confused and answered, "No? I'm not like those people who protest for everything. Why?"
Yaxoc: thought for a moment. "I wanted to know about doing these weird-### physical tests to join 'the saviors,' y'know?"
Luna: "Is it because you like me?" she said sarcastically.
Yaxoc: glares at her and says, "No one would even fall in love with your furry ### besides redditors, and don't bring out unrelated topics!"
Luna: She pretended to be shocked and became dramatic, "Aw... that's too bad~"
Yaxoc: scowls and says, "Oh great, now you're acting 'dramatic' to make me feel bad? Nice try, ##—" He was abruptly interrupted as Luna slapped him. "OWWW WHAT THE ##—"
Luna: "Never call me that word ever again," she said, glaring at Yaxoc.
Yaxoc: "Alright, alright! Just show me where it is."
Luna: Her glare softened as she gestured for Yaxoc to follow. "Follow me, I know where it is."