[ Volume I: "GAME DEVELOPMENT SYSTEM VOL. 1" ]
[ Chapter III (3): "THE ART OF LIVE STREAMS" ]
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[ NEW YORK CITY, USA, EARTH. UNIVERSE 2006-162118 ( MARVEL-UNIVERSE ) ] [ FEBRUARY 3, 2024 ]
"Okay, okay. What the hell is this?" Edward "Ned" Leeds could be seen leaning back on his bed while the laptop of his is laid about. ( "This is some great movie." ) Ned thought to himself without the usual joking tone, without the everyday mocking, and without the hate in it for poor qualited movies — because this one isn't. This is a high quality action/comedy movie, or one streamed in, [ "OnlyMovies." ] I guess. But Ned's not gonna question it.
[ "Phoenix! I need backup here!" ] [ "On it 8!" ] In his screen a man's first person perspective could be seen clutching a rifle of some sorts and firing into the man in masks near him, ( "This is entertaining." ) Ned thoughts to himself as he pauses midway of trying to dig for a potato chip caught by surprise with what's happening in front of him.
[ "LET'S GO!" ] A wall of flame separates the open battlefield into two — the red-hot flames looks like it can burn just with a single touch, that even Ned could feel through the screen.
[ "Get them while they're distracted!" ] The man in the screen took advantage of this, not letting Ned to adjust with the chaotic surroundings — raising his arm gunheld and shooting the man hiding in the head, one shot each, 12 having died before he could reload again.
The wall of fire weakened by time until at the point that it disappeared — 20 seconds it lasted if someone was counting, but none was Ned Leeds was too mesmerized too do so, his phone ringing signaling his alarm but he quickly shutted it down focusing back on the screen going on in front of him.
The POV switched trajectory as he focused on the other side — 5 man, or terrorist still standing amidst the dead bodies either with a bullet hole, burnt, or both.
The POV didn't waste a single second as he fires at one who's about to shoot at his friend, a cocky british black dude who's hiding behind a wall, in seeing the POV fired they the remaining men focused on him instead — but the man, or the POV to be more precise didn't cared, looking at his scope he focused on picking off as much as he can, with as much precise aim as he can. Tanking that one shot until two was left.
( "Yo, this is some extreme movie..." ) Ned thoughts, the hand that momentarily stopped in picking the potato chips starting again as he brings one into his mouth — still intensely looking at the intense happenings in the screen. The two terrorists that were left alive being picked off and shot in the head by someone else, this one being the cocky british guy who's actually pretty good at aiming.
[ "Thanks Phoenix." ] [ "Geee, no prob bruv I'm the MVP yah." ] The guy in the POV paused slightly and approached the grinning guy named Phoenix, fist bumping him — reloading and hiding behind the cover before continuing.
[ "Round what? Fifth, sixth, seventh...?" ] [ "I don't know, we never experienced this better, I think... eight? Yeah, eight." ] ( "Ohhh, exposition, yes this'll do." ) [ "damn terrorists, if not terrorists then monsters, if not monsters then flaming people, water people, earth, air — or even freaking dinosaurs... Dinosaurs man!" ] [ "Yeah sure, tell me about that later when we're not in an life or death situation. Sounds good?" ] [ "Yeah, let's do this." ]
In front of the character, or the POV the usual cocky british guy became even more cockier as flames could be seen around his hair, and body, turning his brown eyes more brighter as he navigates his way out the labyrinth of sand-themed buildings around them — one which is both open and closed for a battlefield that the POV person used in his advantage following behind Phoenix.
All-and-all this happens while Ned in the other end of the laptop is wondering, when exactly is the video gonna end? And why doesn't it have a title? What's the plot about, murdering? ( "The movies gonna be heavily censored, at least I watched it uncensored..." ) Ned hastily backed off the site he is watching on, seemingly live streamed as he can't pause it, reply, or even fast forward, like, dislike and other such— which is weird because he is pretty sure this site doesn't allow for that kind of features, but thankfully the comment section seems to be available, so Ned clicked that.
[ REQUIRES LOGIN ID ]
[ Name: ]
[ Password: ]
But before Ned could comment he was stopped by a pop-up requiring of him to login — which he already did, months ago, so confused will he an understatement but he did it nonetheless too worried to miss out something in the action going on about in the background.
[ REAUIRES LOGIN ID ]
[ Name: NedTheKing ]
[ Password: ************* ]
Ned clicked the enter button with an audible click as a small window right besides the ongoing action pops-up. An empty one, which made the already confused state of Ned to even be more confused, ( "???" ) he typed something in the white empty space, random things, but none replied.
[ Comment Section: ]
[ NedTheKing: "asdasdasd" ]
[ NedTheKing: "hello????)!" ]
[ NedTheKing: "NICE MOVIE BY THE WAY" ]
( "Oh activated capslock on last one." ) Ned thoughts to himself as he uncaps his words focusing back on the happenings on the otherside of his laptop which is hell incarnate.
[ "LET'S GO!" ] [ "Prepare for hellfire." ] [ "Jett get cover!" ] [ "Whatever mom!" ]
A ninja-like woman with white hair flying about in the air with knifes right besides her, a veteran-looking old man playing with the keypads in his arm which was soon followed by smokes from the sky landing in spots both near and far on the peripheral of the POV character who's shooting anyone he can — blood trailing down his forehead covering his vision with him not caring which made the movie more immersion in the eyes of Ned, the only one who's seemingly watching this live one-of-a time movie. ( "More for me." )
Before he could notice it Ned finished off all his potato chips getting annoyed as ever — unbeknowst to him another person is watching what he is watching and is more curious approaching this through magical means rather than scientific, then another through scientific means which will definitely clash sooner than later — or not. Then there's the plus one that is just genuinely happy to be there.
[ Comment Section: ]
[ Iron Man: "What the fuc* is this?" ]
[ FlameTurkey: "fascinating truly, this seems to be set in morocco based on the architecture and the clothing" ]
[ ScientistGamer: "MARRY ME!!!!" ]
Ned aka The King noticed all of this going on about in his peripheral in one go, ( "Finally, alive human beings." ) he was about to open the comment section and type something — but something else opened. "Hey Ned I got pizza. Oh... Sorry about th-..." The door leading to his room by his best friend Peter Parker with a pizza in hand as Ned instinctively closes his laptop with a thud, wide-eyed to Peter as if he just got caught doing something bad — which he didn't. "Yeah, no, sorry about that I'm gonn-na, yeah." "I'm not doing it." "Sureee, pizza on table Ned... Yeah." "Pete!"
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[ Fun Fact (About Me): "I have a headache, I don't feel like writing, I walked for 45 minutes back and forth for nothing. But thanks to you guys, or to the future me who's reading this in giving me strength. I mean imagine writing a chapter everyday, 1000 words each, a year has 374 days 375 if a leap year if I'm not wrong — now imagine having done a chapter each day without miss, fascinating, no? Now my dream is that, but I wanna do more for myself and all the times I've wasted, 2 chapters each day, hopefully I don't fail. JUST DO IT — my motto." ]