When Flame Meets Flesh 1
Thursday, April 17th, 2014 10:14 pmMy very first Mindcrack fic. Mind you, I am not stranger to fanfics. This is a Vechsteau, but not like that! Unless if being a Vechsteau means they have to be romantically paired.
No one had seen Vechs before, with the exception of Guude. He had sandy blonde hair, cut short because it liked to stick up in the back. His skin was light, but showed signs of being in the sun. Frame-wise, he was of medium height and had a small bit of fat in his belly, but wouldn't be considered as overweight. His eyes were a bland hazel but large and gave him a cherub look, embellished by his cheekbones. He wore a blue and white striped jacket over a navy tee and sported cafe brown trousers and a pair of loafers that were some dark blue or black color.
The other passenger next to him had ignored him the for the entire flight and lost himself in a pack of sports and lawnmower magazines. Probably not a Chicago native.
Vechs felt the plane start diving and scanned the faces around him. A few faint hearts squeezed their eyes shut and gripped the arms of the seats.
The plane was on the ground before he turned to gaze out the window again. Carts hauling baggage drove about and stationary planes passed by. Soon, Vechs would meet Guude and their friends in the airport.
"Zisteau, stop fussing. It's not like you'll be meeting Vechs in a wheelchair," Guude pointed out to the man next to him wearing a scowl.
Said man was Zisteau, fan of lava, fire and everything that went BOOM. Zisteau was tall, and built, not like a tank, but more like a brick wall. He had big hands, perfect for gripping bottles of scotch and was not someone you would peg as a gamer. With his bald head and strong features, you would rather guess that he owned a leather jacket and a Harley. However, no leather jacket was present, only a grey hoodie and denim jeans with white sneakers on his feet.
Guude not changed much since the last time Zisteau had seen him, but he was pleased that the nervous, chubby man had been keeping his promise to lose weight. He still wore the same combo of plaid shirts and blue jeans and had that newish beard.
"I'm not fussing. I'm nervous, yeah, but I'm not fucking pulling out my eyebrows," he shot back to Guude.
Instead of disagreeing, Guude laughed in that weird way that he always did when something truly amused him. It was strange, but funny, in a "What the hell was that?" kind of way.
He scratched his beard in thought and then grinned with his teeth. "So what's it going to be like when you guys meet for the first time? Are you going to knock his teeth out for making the Super Hostile Maps so hard or just stand there and scowl at him?"
Zisteau shrugged. "I don't know about Vechs, but I'm going to be cool about it. We've been friends for a while, it would be weird if we weren't excited, but I've only seen his game characters."
"Yeah, I know man, it's really weird seeing people in real life. I hate how you expect someone at least similar to their skin but they look so different. Vechs is different but he isn't so alien looking. Just think of his skin, but drawn like those chibi things. And different hair and eyes."
Zisteau thought of Vechs's character skin but couldn't picture it just the way Guude had described. That was Vechs in his mind and he couldn't change that.
Someone came up to Guude, carrying a luggage bag. "Hey Guude!" he exclaimed and waved with a wide grin.
Guude hugged the guy and laughed. "Hey guy! Took you long enough."
The stranger nodded in agreement and looked at Zisteau with wide eyes. "Zisteau?"
Zisteau nodded and smiled a little. "Yeah, its me." Its just some fan, he guessed.
The stranger walked up to him and hugged him. "Glad to finally meet you, Pigderp!"
Zisteau hesitated. "Vechs?"
Vechs let him go and grinned. "Duh."
Zisteau let out a big "whoosh" of air and relaxed his shoulders. "I had no idea who you were. That's embarrassing."
Guude smiled like the cat that had gotten the creme. "You see the chibi now, don't you?"
Looking at Vechs's cherub face, Zisteau nodded. He hadn't expected that, or even the blond hair. His eyes were the most surprising though. He's never seen someone with such large hazel eyes. They were probably the most alike thing about him and his character skin because they had a bit of green.
"Chibi?" Vechs questioned.
Guude shook his head, like he was saying "don't ask" and Vechs changed the subject.
"When can we leave?"
Zisteau looked at the time on his smartphone and rubbed the back of his head. "We can go now if you've got everything."
"OK, I'm ready," Vechs replied and picked up his bag from where he had dropped it onto the floor.
The Mindcrackers had rented another house for PAX Chicago. It was a brick building put up sometime back in the seventies in a residential area, but the homes next to it were empty, as well as the one across the street. Guude had scoured the city and it's limits for a place where they could be as loud as they liked for a few days before he found it.
Staying in the house would be Pause, Zisteau, Vechs, Guude, Beef, and MCgamer. Kurt would be coming to PAX Chicago since it was pretty much in his backyard, but wanted to stay in his home.
Beef was already there with MCgamer and Kurt, who had come to hang out with them.
The three of them sat at the bar in the kitchen. Beef was dressed in a red jacket, a black tee, beige pants and black sneakers. He had a heavy build and dark brown head and facial hair.
"Guys, I only race bad to make Kurt look good. I could wipe the floor with him if I actually tried to win," Beef said loftily.
Kurt grinned. "Yeah, like you do in Forza." He wore a blue NASA tee, and denim jeans. His body was small and long and he had big ears and a narrow face.
"That's an entirely different game!"
MC watched the exchange gleefully. He didn't say anything because he knew they would pull him into it sooner or later. MC had short brown curly hair and a dough boy shaped body. He wore a dark purple Zelda hooded jacket and black sweats.
"MC, in your opinion, do you think Beef is spewing absolute crap?" Kurt asked him with hands folded together.
MC looked at Beef and grinned when Beef smiled kindly and whispered "I've got two stacks of lapiz if you want them."
"In blocks?" MC asked, like a shady businessman.
Beef's smile faltered. "No."
"It's absolute crap, Kurt."
"Ah ha!" Kurt exclaimed victoriously.
A knock on the front door halted the conversation and Beef jumped up to answer it. Kurt and MC heard the door open and Guude's laughter.
Beef's voice erupted from the room as feet shuffled on the floor. "Look at this face, guys! It reminds me of Bubba!"
"You're dead to me Beef," a new voice said darkly.
Kurt and MC excitedly left the kitchen to see the new person, whom they imagined to be Vechs.
Guude and Zisteau stood with their bags in the foyer. Vechs stood with arms crossed while Beef took out a cellphone to compare a picture of an English bulldog to him.
Zisteau took a closer look at the picture, smirked, and took his bags up the stairs from the foyer. He stepped onto a landing and as he climbed the steps, he glanced out the window that faced the neighboring house and down at the miniscule yard between them.
The stairs led to the second floor of the house. There were four rooms and one bathroom at the end of the hall. Each room had two beds and one big closet. More room than they needed, but they expected Rob, or OldManWillakers as he was also known as to arrive tomorrow. Zisteau took the room to his right and set his bags down on one of the beds. This place stinks.
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Date: Friday, April 18th, 2014 02:49 pm (UTC)As for Vechs, I just let my imagination go wild. :)I wanted to create an image of how he looked in someone's mind. Did I succeed?
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Date: Friday, April 18th, 2014 12:42 pm (UTC)Seems cute though :3
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Date: Friday, April 18th, 2014 09:20 pm (UTC)And call me Sharpie. Not write, or writeitinsharpie, Sharpie.
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Date: Sunday, April 20th, 2014 10:47 pm (UTC)Oh, the belly is small, and I've said that I don't watch a lot of Vech's stuff. I'm ashamed now that I'm confronted with all these Vechs facts. Thanks, though!
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