Comic-Con

"Comic-Con is more packed than I thought, good thing my mom can find me pretty easily in this costume,"

Yo, my name's Carter, you're probably wondering what I look like. Well I look older than I actually am, which is 13, but most of the people I meet say I look 15, don't know why though probably just my height and intelligence. My classmates aren't that nice but neither are they that mean either, but when I got curious on how they see me, I asked and they said I'm very stoic yet always seem happy, and scarily intelligent on random topics. That's not mentioning my eyes, what they said about my eyes actually scared me...they said they felt as if they were going to die when I make direct eye contact, kinda like the Enderman.

Anyway, I despise school and my parents, my parents say they care about me but I don't see it like that. It's mostly because of the shitty room they gave me, it looks very rotten with the paint on the walls chipping, gross patchy carpeting, and sometimes a rat's nest is found in my hat when I leave it alone long enough.

School on the other hand is mostly because of how terrible it's system is and I blame the government for that.....khmm, anyway I spend most of my free time working on schoolwork, but I usually finish it in a short period of time so I decided to get into gaming. Name it, I've most likely played it, that's actually how I learn faster than my classmates, by playing games like portal and portal 2, half-life, and an absurd amounts of platformers and sandbox games. While I played games, I developed a trait that I find quite rare in other people, I call it, tactical passive observation or T.P.O. for short. I developed this trait because of the games I played more heavily because of the focus required in them is centered around what's going on and figuring out how to deal with it quickly.

Soon I was beating what games I played in a couple days, that is until I found my most favorite game ever, Minecraft. Now hold up there, let me tell you why, you see Minecraft when I first found it I couldn't figure out what type of game it was at its core. Was it a sandbox, an adventure, a survival, I could not tell you, I still can't because the author is too lazy.

Because of that I was infatuated with the game, I soon found out you could mod it pretty easily. So I did just that, mod after mod installed, one day while I was going through the mods page, I found this very unique one that mutated some of the monsters, later as I was messing around with that mod my mom came in and told me that my aunt invited me and my mom to this years Comic-con and asked what costume I was going to wear when we went. I looked at my screen showing off the mutated Enderman and that's when I decided what I was going as.

Skip four months later and you got me wandering around Comic-con dressed as the chemical-X Enderman looking at some of the stalls looking at what to spend my two hundred dollars on.

Then I heard him.

"'Ello laddie, would ya like to browse ma wares" the guy was dressed as the resident evil 4 merchant, had a thick Irish accent, smelled of cheap plastic and had a fair amount of high quality items for cheap prices. Yep, I've read enough fanfiction to know where I was going if I bought anything this guy had to offer....fuck it.

As I looked over what he had I picked out what I wanted and told him.

"Alright, these are what I want, also are the ponies going to be anthro or no?"

He looked scarred at first then relaxed when he saw I wasn't calling him out, but just purchasing some of his merchandise.

"No they aren't going to be anthro, and what ya want is a pip-boy 3000 for thirty dollars, a nether star for ten dollars, a sitting duck fishing rod and full fishing outfit including accessories bundle from Terraria for twenty dollars, a large Chester plush from Don't Starve for seventy dollars, and an Ender dragon egg for seventy dollars, is that all?

I answered his question by handing him all my money, like I was gonna need it with were I was going. he nodded then grabbed the money and put in his cloak.

Then looking up to me with sinister smile and said, "Good luck young'un and have fun,"

I gave him a thumbs up then I started getting tunnel vision and I soon went unconscious with a feeling of falling.

Author's Note

Alright let's see how well this story does shall we