TTV: Origins (ft Pirean_Grammaticul)

For those who actually care about my ceaseless waves of fanfiction, I have made another story, set in the same universe as TTV: Next Gen. I have partnered with @Pirean_Grammaticul to create this winding story set in the years before the events of Next Gen. So, without further adieu, our story begins with a segment written by Kamen.

The rain pattering on the dry, cracked soil beside him, the old, wrinkled mask-wearing man attempted to run, all of his strength channeled into his legs. How the heck did the Other gain hold of the Podcast information, he wondered, If they’ve never cared to take even ONE look back at the Podcast with their uncaring misinforming nature?
Suddenly, 2 blue objects darted out behind him all of a sudden. The elderly man bent down to take a look at the items.
The capsules, looking like blue pins, broke open, and out came a message, reading:
Get to the abandoned headquarters immediately. We have business to discuss.
-Kahi

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Here’s the second part, written by me. I’m linking @Overlord_Kamen because of reasons, and @Middlefingerstudios because I have a felling he might not know about this, even though he seemed to like Next Gen.

Business? ElJay thought. That’s very impractical for the situation. He dared to look behind him. A drone, with Kahi’s name printed along the side, was hovering in mid-air. Then he heard the freshly fallen fall leaves crunch behind him. I guess I don’t really have a choice now. He ran as fast as his elderly legs would carry him, eventually making his way to the main road. He stumbled into Portland and quickly flagged down a taxi. It picked him up. In the backseat he ordered plane tickets to Chicago, the Windy city. The rain began to pour down, even harder this time, as the cab pulled out in front of the airport. ElJay stumbled in and hurried through the long lines and the TSA, which had decayed in its strenuous tests. A few people questioned his lack of suitable luggage for an over 2,000 mile long flight. He pulled his backpack over his head as he sprinted through the rain to catch the plane. Now there were only a few things for him to worry about. What if the Other had followed him here? What if they were on the plane? He thought he could handle them, provided he had some help. However, that wasn’t to say that the Other wouldn’t send their strongest operatives to take him down. He was obviously, for some reason, interested in his doom. Honestly, I’m nearly sixty-five years old. Couldn’t they just wait a few more decades for me to croak on my own?
Then, as the plane took off, ElJay unpacked his pack. It was still there, the ever precious key. The key, that would grant one with adequate knowledge, to gain power beyond compare.

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interesting, I’ll be sure to keep reading this

Thanks! Both of us are happy to hear that you enjoy it.
Would @TFM101 and @haloblast mind to comment?

Wow!

Seriously its really cool!

Keep it up!

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@Oniwah Thanks, I attribute the success mostly to Pirean, he’s a really talented guy who fits the story’s mood perfectly.

@haloblast Read TTV: Next Gen, and perhaps it will make a bit more sense to you.

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Had an 80-90 in English once.
Ouch.

Also, I procrastinate, so the next chapter may take a while.

As in, to start up.

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I like how the chapter was written. Eljay being the first target is kinda sad, but kinda funny at the same time. :imp:

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I was never notified to this reply :open_mouth: Don’t know why, but in TTV: Next Gen shameless self promotion it is referenced that ElJay was the first to be targeted, sooo…yeah. Just a mild jab at ElJay, I guess, but it was Meso telling the story, so whether or not he was the first to actually be taken down by the Other is yet to be seen.

So, I wrote the next chapter. Thumbs up to me:
The Key….

Eljay darted back into consciousness, glimpsing around the plane. No sight of villainy in any way, shape or form detected, he dozed off once more.

It was just a bad thought, Eljay. Don’t push it forth too much.

But Eljay was increasing his tension relatively nowadays. He was sure of his paranoia, but it wasn’t too much of a bother. Back when he was irrigating, digging up holes and pulling in the pipes, he constantly heard the sound of some evil force, like a wraith of some sort. Nazgûl of some sort, he supposed. He wasn’t too much of a reader, but he knew some literature.

Suddenly, the plane seemed to speed up, and a blaring alarm hollered at all of the passengers.

“Can I see EL JAY JOHNSON, please?”

A holographic message, immediately projecting from the seat’s backside, seemed to display the same message over and over again.
Eljay knew this was the Other calling, or possibly the fabled “AppLEGO”, once more. He didn’t attempt to budge, since, without his mask, he was unnoticeable.
Fortunately, his mask was with him. Ready to don the imperfect Miru (G2 stylized, mind you), he managed to ready his bags, and pull up his tray table.

“If EL JAY JOHNSON does NOT come to me within 10 seconds, I will be forced to let the plane fly into a building. I have a perfect setup for this already.”

Eljay fumbled for his mask, and donned it. Unbuckling his seat belt, he slowly hobbled towards the front of the plane, and almost fell.
“10…”

Eljay managed to get up, and once more hobbled forth.

“9….”

Eljay stumbled, and his bags slipped. Passengers were crying in terror of having their lives risked. Eljay managed to grab hold of a seat.

“8….”

Eljay attempted to hold on while the plane swerved backward, and seemingly could crash.

“7….”

The passengers could no longer take the pressure anymore. Fearful, they unbuckled their seatbelts and ran to the restrooms, crying in terror. Eljay saw a child being stepped on, as the passengers ran for safety. Multiple sickening crunches and red fluid (Kool-aid?) spread constantly around the plane.

“6….”

Eljay felt the foot of a passenger step on his hand, and multiple stomping on his back. Attempting to pull himself to the top, he managed to get closer to the front of the plane.

“5……”

Eljay reached the front, and grabbed ahold of the doorway. A glass shard flew into his eye.

“4……”

Eljay cried in terror and held his eye tightly, as it bled profusely. He managed to hold onto the railing of the door, and heave himself into the pilot location.

“3….”

Eljay grabbed onto the handle, and climbed into the cockpit. There, in the seat, was…

“2……”

“Hello, Eljay,” the entity said, its mechanical eye moving in and out, “I see your eye’s been pierced, eh?”

“1……”

The very being wore a Miru, not unlike his own. Eljay immediately recognized the face-his own.

“0……”

“I have the perfect building location to destroy already!” Future Eljay said with glee, the madness gleaming in his madness,

“Kahi’s”

Eljay, maddened, furiously got onto the floor, and regained stance. Years of digging holes managed to strengthen his muscular ability. Using his fist, he socked the future Eljay in the stomach, punched him in the face, and snapped his spine, ultimately killing him.
Regaining control of the plane, Eljay attempted to regain the flight sequence, of which to no avail. Knowing he might have to sacrifice his life, he managed to pull on the eject pod, and fly the passengers to safety.

Using his remaining strength, Eljay leaped out of the plane, and flew over, as it crashed into Kahi’s corporate office.
And the building erupted into flames, and fell to the ground, hitting the other city buildings.

Eljay, finding his emergency parachute, floated into the woods beneath him, knowing that the future Eljays may just as well come back from the future, or perhaps use the Alternate universe device Kahi invented years ago.
Suddenly remembering Kahi, Eljay attempted to call him, though the phone just redirected him to recorded messages.
Angered, Eljay contacted Meso for info, “Hey Meso, this is Eljay. Do you know Kahi’s whereabouts?”
“Kahi’s dead.”

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Oh dang. That was intense.
Definitely worth the wait.

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I actually finished it within 10 minutes. Sorry, I just started writing the chapter.

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Whaaat?
It’s short right now, it’s updated about once each week.
P.S. @Tahu12 U SKRUB Y DID U CHANGE UR NAME W/ TELLING MEH!
Speaking of updates…
Here’s the next one, in which @Kahi is an AU Iron Man and @Eljay begins the hunt for @IllustriousVar notice me senpais Really short, cause I have Board Member stuff, Anthology stuff, and the organized mess that is my contest entry for the anniversary. Anyways, here’s part 4!

“What? Since when? Why wasn’t I notified of this?”
“ElJay, you’ve got to understand…”
“Understand? I was almost killed a second ago, all because of some message he sent me. I want answers, Meso, not some corporate BS.”
“Alright, alright, don’t get your Miru in a twist. He’s not so much dead as missing for quite some time. Like, ten years.”
“Kahi’s practically a hermit.”
“I’m practically a hermit. There’s a whole subculture based around my hermit crab alter ego, ElJay.”
“Well, where could he have gone to, then?”
“He did make that AU machine a while back, and you know how much of an Iron Man fan he is…”
“You’re saying he went to another universe where he was Iron Man.”
“Yes, that is what I’m saying.”
“He’s insane.”
“Hasn’t he always been?”
“Alright, Meso, I’m going to find Kahi if it’s the last thing I do. You wouldn’t happen to know where he has another one of those machines?”
“I think he gave Var one, if you can find him, maybe you’ll be able to use it. Otherwise, you’re out of luck ol’ buddy ol’ pal.”
“Where is Var these days? Let me guess: Caymen Islands.”
“Actually you’re right. I’d suggest picking up some sunscreen for your pasty whiteness and head over to the Caymens. Good luck Jay.” Meso hung up. ElJay slid his phone back into his pocket.
Two plane tickets in one day. What a bloody mess.

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Eyyy Pirean do something.
It’s been so long since the last update.

he’s like MIA at the moment I think

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Aaah well that makes sense. I’ll pick up the slack while he’s gone.

Doing it presto. Note: plot twist because of Kahi.

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Hey.
Pirean.
Do something.
Sincerely,
Your impatient partner.

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I’ll get there.

Patience.

Also, give me your email. I’ll be able to write it there.

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PM me for it.