Surviving the Harem Life! Chapter 3
Alright gents, here's number 3 for ya. Could you all do me a favor? Everyone who read this should leave a character. I mean, do your really think I could come up with a name for roughly 800 (slight over exaggeration) characters? Buy the way, Ding ding ding to, well, a shit ton of people for getting the Indiana Jones reference last chapter. I actually thought the movie was pretty decent. Alright! Lets get this show on the road! Read, review, and enjoy. OC guideline:
NOTE: ALL OCs MUST BE FEMALE! PLEASE LEAVE ONE!
1. Name
2. Personality
3. Physical Features (height, hair, ect.)
4. Pokémon (and names)
5. Any other details
"Work, you piece of shit." I said, twisting the knob on the shower like crazy. "Uhhhhg."
"What are you so happy about?" A girl asked Morgan.
"I shut the hot water off." Morgan said to the other girl. They both shared a laugh as they walked on.
"COME... ON... YOU... LITTLE... SHIT!" I yelled, pulling the knob one more time. The knob flew off in my hands, and I punched myself in the face. Warm water sprayed out of the shower nozzle as it sprung to life. "There we go..." I said, satisfied. I started to put soap in my hair, and relished the feeling of the paint run off of my body. I wrung all of the dirt and paint out of my hair, and then poured on more soap. I lathered my hair, and closed my eyes as soap approached my eyes. Suddenly, the shower head started to pour out ice cold water. I felt the cold water hit my skin, and my eyes shot open as I was hit with the water. Almost instantly, I was blinded. I stumbled forewords and hit my head on the wall. I fell backwards and knocked over the soap bottles. One fell and hit me square in the dick. I tripped over and fell out of the shower, still unable to see. I felt for my pokeballs, and massaged the space for one with wavy grooves. After searching frantically, I pulled it out and released the pokemon. After he was released, I looked up and screamed in utter pain, pointing to my eyes. The next thing I knew, I was hoisted into the air and was being hosed down. Once, my eyes where clear, I looked up and gave my pokemon an evil glare. "What the hell did I say about waterboarding?" I scolded the empoleon. "Sometimes I swear you don't listen, Bristol (named after US admiral Mark Lambert Bristol in case your curios)." Bristol just rolled his eyes and set me down. "Alright buddy, we got a battle to go to, so get ready." I said as I returned him. I cleaned up and put on some clean clothes. I made sure there was nothing valuable on me, because I was scared to see what Morgan would try next. Once I was ready, I headed out to where Morgan awaited the battle. "Where is she?" I asked Jamie.
"Mrs. Robinson wanted to have a word with her." Jamie informed me.
"Alright then. Well, I'm going to go for a walk. Do you mind watching the boys?" I said, patting my back pack. "You know, get 'em more acquainted with the others (not all of the other pokemon are female, mind you)."
"Sure!" She said.
"Alright. Come on out guys!" I said, releasing my pokemon. "Jamie, I'd like you to meet Bristol, Sullivan, or Sully, Blade, Cinder, Oasis, and Shadow.' I said, nodding to my empoleon, serperior, grovyle, cyndaquil, flygon, and roserade respectively.
"Oooh, she's cute!" Jamie said to Shadow. He flinched back and shot her an evil glare.
"Shadow's a guy..." I said.
"Oh..." she said awkwardly.
"Don't worry, it happens a lot. He usually keeps to himself. The rest are pretty social, but don't let Bristol water board anyone." I told her. I waved goodbye and set out on a walk. I kept my bag with me and decided to go get a little rest while I could. I waltzed back to the dorm and turned on my GameCube. I put in the best game ever made, Burnout 2: Point of Impact, and jumped onto the couch. (Forgive me for any mistakes, because I haven't played this game in, I'd say about 5-4 years.) I picked a fast car and loaded up the Airport Terminal 3 map. I leaned foreword as the timer counted down. Once I was in the clear, I sped forewords, a bit slow because I always pick cars with low acceleration and high speed. I weaved through traffic expertly (My god was I a pro at this game), near missing each car and threading the needle between lanes. I caught up to the A.I.s and sailed past them. I jumped a bit when the dorm room opened and one of my roomies walked in. She set a dirty backpack on her bed. She stopped and her jaw dropped when she looked at the TV.
"Are you playing Burnout?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I LOVE BURNOUT!" She yelled, diving over the couch onto me. "Can I play, can I play, can I play?"
"Uhhh, if you get off of me, then yes." I said.
"YES!" She cheered, grabbing the other controller. I finished the race so we both could play. Once I had the match set up, I started the race. I picked the same car, and she picked an extremely fast car with terrible handling. 'This'll be easy.' I thought. The race started and she took off like a bullet. I started off slow, but eventually caught up. We raced a bit, with no victor in clear sight. It was just us, no A.I., so we had no competition but each other. I decided to play a little dirty. I veered over to the right of her and came back hard to the left. I slammed her car over, wedging it between the wall and my car. I looked into oncoming traffic and waited until an 18-weeler was in sight. I kept her wedged until the truck was a few yards away. She tensed, knowing what was next, and slammed on the breaks. She turned away, and I, who still was veering to the left, rammed head first into the truck, pancaking the car. She finished the lap and one. "HAHA! IN YOUR FACE!" She yelled, jumping on the couch and waving her finger in my face. I looked on in shock. I rarely lost, and almost never to a girl. I set down the controller and walked to my bed, I told her she could keep playing, which she was happy about, and went to sleep.
The next day...
"Are you still playing that?" Morgan scolded. "Whitney? Whitney!" Whitney said nothing, but just played, ignoring Morgan. She walked over and shut off the game. Whitney dropped the controller and looked at Morgan.
"But I was one win away from breaking my 184 win steak!"
"Go outside and do something!' Morgan said, taking the controller from her. "I swear Whitney, for as lazy as you are sometimes, I wonder how your not fat."
"I don't want to go outside! I already went hiking all day yesterday!"
"Well go do something else. Go bother Zac. He's at the pool I think."
"Geronimo!" I yelled. I sprinted off of the diving board and did a back tuck into a dive. I sliced through the water and surfaced after landing. The pool was crowded with girls, most of them talking amongst themselves, looking over, or they where swimming over to chat or watch with the other girls. When I surfaced, I heard a yell from above and was hit in the head. I sank back down into the water, dazed. Slowly, I shook my head and swam back up. Bobbing next to me was an innocent looking Samantha.
"Awe. Are you ok?" She said, grabbing my head and suffocating me in her chest. I flapped my arms and tried to push her off. "Don't worry, I'll make it feel better." She said seductively as she pulled me in closer. Suddenly, another body was pressed against mine.
"Did Sam hurt you? I'll make you all better!" Jesslyn said, pulling me into the void of her breasts. Both girls fought for dominance, squeezing me between their boobs. They started to get in each other's face, using my head as a propup. They fought and pushed me underwater. I struggled to get back up, but it was no use. Bubbles floated up and I fought to keep my breath. Then, out of nowhere, I was pulled up.
"Hi Zac! Want to go biking?" Whitney said in my face.
"Ahhh, sure..." I said.
"Yay!" She yelled, pulling me from the pool and dragging me outside. I looked back, and Jess and Sam where still fighting. All of the girls where looking at them and me, either laughing or looking on longingly. Whitney continually dragged me until we came to a stop at a small shack. "Thanks for getting me out of that." I said. I stood up and walked inside with her, and saw it was a bike shed. "Get a bike and follow me." She said. I chose a dark yellow one and hopped on. She started off on a trial that lead up a long hill up to the mountain in the center of the island. I followed her, but she was really strong and took a long lead. I kept a steady pace until we reached the top of the hill. A blue bike was parked up their along side Whitney's. I got off mine and walked up to Whitney, who was talking to a very short girl. Whitney turned as I walked up. "Zac, I'd like you to meet Riena Eucliwood. We all call her Rin. Go on, say hi." She said, nudging the girl foreword. The girl said nothing, but gave me the most feeble wave possible and walked back to the little clearing. "She's really shy." Whitney informed me.
"I can tell." I joked. I followed her and Riena back to the bikes. I still had no idea where we where going, but the sky was blue and the sun was soft. I took a deep breath and wondered how this bike ride could possibly be ruined. And, of course, it was...
I AM SO SORRY! Alright I am so sorry for the delays. I had a shitload of projects to do. My other two stories will be updated throughout the week. I hope you understand. So here is my new OC.
1. Name: Whitney Macaden (Mack-a-den)
2. Personality: A mixed bag. She loves video games and the great outdoors. She acts a bit childish at times and says very suggestive jokes at others. She is quick to pull a prank, but hers are a lot less brutal than Morgan's. Unlike Morgan, she will continually laugh at Zac's misfortune, even in a life or death situation. She sometimes treats him like a big brother, and a toy at others. She is a major thrill seeker.
3. Physical Features: She has short electric crimson hair. It shoots out in a ruffled tomboyish look. She is very very slightly shorter.
*4. Pokémon: I don't know yet *