drake smiled at error, and walked in the house. he ran to the couch
and tried to do a trick where he did a flip, and landed on the
couch, but hes so out of shape, so when he tried to a flip, he done
half a flip, and landed face first on the couch.
Error quite obviously watched this and half died of laughter. She
would've probably said something along the lines of 'God do i wish
that i was recording that' but she couldn't, because she was
literally laughing too much. Yea, fails were literally the funniest
thing ever to Error. Or pushing people into bushes for literally no
reason. Or both.
his forehead is bleeding, because his head hit the playstation, and
the last owner of that playstation made the sides extremely sharp.
"im fine!" he said, blood oozing from his forehead.he sat up. "lets
play."
Error seemed to have recovered from laughing enough to hop onto the
couch and nod, before quickly getting her fridge out of her pocket
and grabbing a bottle of chocolate milk and then putting the fridge
back into her pocket. How the hell does Error's jacket work, nobody
knows. Except Error.
he got up. "ugh, im gonna get a rag." he said, walking to the
bathroom to help his gash on his four head. "just play without me!"
he said, grabbing a rag and cleaning off the blood.
"okay!" Error said, quickly loading up god of war, as she drank
some of her chocolate milk. Also can we just take this moment to
mention how Error once stole a house? Like picked up a house and
literally moved it into the middle of a forest, where she now
lives.
....wow. anyway, drake walks back out, his head not bleeding
anymore, but a gigantic gash can be seen. "does it look bad?" asked
drake, wondering what his head looks like.
"Nah, not really." Error said, it was either she was just trying to
be nice or that she was probably just thinking of it in terms of
other injuries and such that she's seen before. Or both. That's
always a possibility.
"Yup. It's not my first time, though. I've completed it thrice on
every difficulty at home." It was clear that she wasn't intending
it to be a show-off thing, but more of just a simple statement.
"wow. thats cool." he said, looking at the tv screen. "the blades
of chaos are my favorite blades."
(and so are mine.)
"yup! the guy makes all of his characters like him. when flicker,
freeze, a different drake, and pete arent there, i mostly take
control as him. im his creativity, sadness, lasyness, and his
hunger rolled into one."
"Indeed they are pretty neat." Error was going to make a joke then,
but then completely decided against it. "That sounds about right.
Things like that happen with 'oc creators', whether they mean to or
not they do end up sharing some traits with their characters. It's
weird."
"I'm just saying that's what happens in general, anyway." Error
shrugged. "As in, nothing like that will ever be able to surprise
me." Casually playing, as if this was all a bit too easy at this
point.
"Sure. Just be careful when you're playing it, I can't test whether
a death in the game means a death in our reality or not. And it's a
game that's like it's own universe, and the only way out is to uh..
win. So it's like 'take the v out of vr and you get
this game'" Error laughed.
"It will be! A few custom bosses, overall a combination of most
videogames in existence. And, naturally, multiply the highest
difficulty of every game together, and you should get roughly the
difficulty of this game. Stupidly difficult." Error seemed really
proud of this 'project' of hers. I mean, it's the ultimate game,
why wouldn't she be proud of it?