“Stop the cart” I said to Robert with a commanding voice.
As soon as he stopped the cart, I quickly hopped off and gave a serious look at Robert. Nao on the other hand, who’s wearing MY glasses by the way, fixes the glasses to her face and also gave a serious look at Robert.
Robert looks at us with his squinty eyes and a puzzled expression on his face.
“Anything wrong?” said the squinty eyed, tentacle freak.
“Why…?” I said dramatically, seriously I got caught up in the moment.
“Why are you wearing that corny red suit?” Okay that’s not the real question I was going to ask, but I have to ask about the suit, it’s so loud, I can’t hear myself think.
Robert laughs awkwardly; Nao looked at me confused, while I bit my lip in embarrassment not knowing why that came out of my mouth.
Robert spun around like a famous model and gave out a wink and a peace sign acting all cute. Yuck. What is this, comedy? Can we be serious now? I’m tired of playing around, I mean seriously, can we take this joke of a character out of the picture and start focusing on the main character. Sigh, such a waste of my time.
“Red represents the color of tentacles, don’t you remember?” said Robert pointing at me and no I don’t remember. “Tentacles usually wear the skin color of red, and since I’m an avid fan of tentacles, I have to be one myself” Die you stupid perverted ass, die already, you’re such a waste of space in this lone world of ours. “I might attract my runaway tentacle ‘character’ if I wear a lot of red”
Ah yes, Robert’s ‘character’ is tentacles, I still can’t believe it myself, since most writers that I have seen in the past had human ‘characters’ and main character at that. But Robert’s weird, he has that tentacle as the main hero and villain. I’m not so sure how he can pull it off since tentacles… if people don’t know, are usually the type to rape women. Yes I said it. Tentacles are those alien or monster things that usually appear on hentai animes (porno anime if you don’t know the term.) They violate women in certain kind of ways… so yeah; please don’t ask why I know. Anyway, this guy is a high A-Class pervert; he is one of the stupid dirt in society. I should have never asked, curse me for being like this. And another note, his character ran away from him, and again please don’t ask why and how, since I myself don’t know, I hate digging in this pervert’s past.
“Anyway…” Robert stopped his rants about his tentacle fetishes and gave me a serious look. “They want you back.”
And of course with that line alone, I quickly turned my back away from Robert and began walking away, while Nao just by my side quickly followed.
“Wait…!” exclaimed Robert.
“I’m done with the government, If you want my ‘character’ take her, I don’t care much for her anyway, I’d live a surprisingly normal life without her, so take her” I said as I tilted my head back at Robert.
“You know we can’t do that, only their writers can control them.”
I give Nao an angry expression “I don’t control this psychotic bitch” Nao averted her eyes away from me and just looked down with a sad expression on her face. Even if she had helped me in a lot of ways, no matter what happens, a killer is a killer, the past I had with her will never be forgiven and forgotten, and I am stuck with this unusual character that I don’t even remember having one in my archives. I hate her. As long as she’s with me, I won’t find peace.
“Being the first writer to ever make a character come out of the story and bring to our own reality… it’s not unusual they’d want to keep you on their hands, since they’d think of you as a threat. Plus, in all the ‘Writers’ who had the same ability as ours, you’re the only one who’s able to bring 100 characters out of the stories.”
“Like I said…” I stopped Robert’s reasoning. “Take Nao away from me… and I’ll be nothing more than a normal writer, I don’t care much what you do to her, just get her far away from me as much as possible.”
A rule about writers:
• A ‘Writer’ creates the personality, the ability and the outlook of a character.
• An ‘Artist’ draws out the characters to life within the ‘Writer’s’ characteristics.
• Most of the ‘Writer’s’ who had the ability are their own ‘Artist’, while our Main character mostly rely on Nao, since Nao has what the government would call ‘The Pen and Paper’ ability, and Nao being the Artist for the main character.
• ‘Writers’ are limited to one character, at least that’s how it is shown on the current stats of the government.
• A ‘Character’ can come in and out of reality on certain amount of times, depending on a ‘Writer’s’ stamina, since the stamina is their food to become reality in our own world.
There is still a lot of mystery surrounding the bizarre events that affected the writers all over the world. Nao Eless and Robert’s Tentacle character is also a huge mystery among them. In Robert’s case, his character is the only one who didn’t rely on Robert’s stamina, and never got attached to Robert, since most characters are attached to their writers. The main character is also a mystery, becoming the first writer, and breaks most of the rules on the writers.
“Writer…” Robert gave out a sigh, a sign of giving up.
“Don’t call me that” I hate that name, since the government and everyone I know calls me that, no one even knows my real name anymore, I think I lost my existence after the beginning of the bizarre events that took place between me and Nao from the past. Although I can’t use my Pen Name, since I’m on hiding (and clearly been found) and for some other reasons. Robert, it’s not even his real name, it’s his alias. The World Government people who deals with every supernatural event that transpire all over the world discarded their names and existence after being affiliated with anything out of the ordinary, I think it’s protocol, well I never really cared much for it anyway.
“I won’t stop you… but as a friend…” Robert, I never once acknowledge you as a friend, so please, lay low on the fantasies, “I’m giving you a warning… they’ll do anything to get you back, they’ll most certainly be violent and take extreme measures, even if it means tracking down your past” said Robert worriedly.
I ignored Robert’s warnings and continued my way home. Nao followed me home as usual.
As soon as I got home, I looked around the small apartment that I have rented this past month, and the only thing that I have in this apartment is one futon for one person. I never bothered to buy any other stuff since it would be a waste, because I move out every month or so.
“Things are going to be noisy around here…” I mumbled to myself “I better leave as soon as possible; I don’t want anyone to get involve with any of my affairs anymore.”
I looked out the window and saw some kids playing around by the streets.
The country I reside in: Philippines, this is the country I was born, this is the country I grew up, and after 17 years I had to move to America because of some certain circumstances. I’m currently in what probably most likely referred to as the suburbs. A lot of struggling families and people around this place, yet the rent in this small apartment is pretty good. Although the community is pretty poor, everyone still has that kind of serene looks on their faces, the children, the hard working parents, they enjoy life as it is, as how it is. I wishfully someday everyone in this community would find happiness in their own way, I’m sure they’re happy along with their family, but I’m hoping for everyone.
“That’s why I can’t stay here any longer… I don’t want to trouble the community” I looked around the room and see Nao sit on her usual spot. Sitting on here heels, Nao looks at me with the sad expression on her face. I scratched my head “Ugh… I’ll take a nap for a bit, Nao, don’t move nor do anything please, and can you please wake me up in four hours or so” Nao nodded. I lie down on the futon and covered my head with a pillow.