Snippet Post #2

May 18, 2013 10:00

It's the fifteenth eighteenth of the month -- that means it's time for a snippet post!  Just leave a comment below with a part of your fic (no more than 200-300 words, thanks!)

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camfield May 19 2013, 05:33:54 UTC
Fandom: Wreck It Ralph
Any other info: I'm slowing into stuck territory dammit!

They turned to Ralph and the looks on their faces... almost hurt him more than the loss of his home. As one they hefted him up and tossed him over the side of the building, Ralph tumbling over and over until he hit the ground with a muddy splat. A heavy feeling of sadness and despair flooding the large man as he hefted himself up and shook off the mud. He looked over at the dump, where his stump sat on a pile of bricks. Giving a sigh and shuffling forward to the-

::Reset. Game working under acceptable parameters::

There was a flash of light that passed through everything. It rolled through the building, Ralph, the Nicelanders, Felix and over to the dump, each of them pausing as information assimilated within their code.

“Character data compiled correctly. Memory input incoming...”

The characters on the building gave small noises of shock as they looked at each other. Felix dropped the pie he’d been holding to press a hand to the side of his head, eyebrows knitting together in confusion.

“We’re... we’re a game?”

Below them Ralph’s foot came down with a thump. A game?

Their eyes all flashed blue as the data integrated. A game. Fix it Felix, Jr. Where the point was for Ralph to continuously wreck the building so that a ‘player’ controlled Felix could fix it.

Repeatedly.

Unendingly.

There was a split second when a terror so absolute came over Ralph it brought him to his knees. He was destined to lose his home, his life, and to be hated for his entire existence for the pleasure of a ‘player’. A noise ripped itself from his chest that echoed around the enclosed space, what they all now saw as an enclosed space.

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tehexile May 25 2013, 13:21:57 UTC
this one looks interesting :)

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camfield May 27 2013, 07:24:57 UTC
Thanks! I hope it will be when it's done anyway!

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