This part of the story is from the human character, Melodie's point of view.
I'd always felt silly talking to Tamas. I knew they couldn't hear me, and I knew they'd never come to life, the same as younger fan fiction characters know theirs will. But I did it anyway, just in case I simply had to wait longer. Just in case something special would happen to me. Maybe my Tamas really were alive, they just couldn't break out of the shell surrounding them.
Anperotchi seemed alive. She didn't follow any kind of pattern for getting hungry and unhappy, and games didn't always make her happier. Instead, I talked to her, and that made her happiness meter shoot up faster than I've ever seen.
Everyone made fun of me for talking to a Tama that didn't appear to be alive. "It will never come to life, not on the thousandth generation, so just stop trying, Melodie!" people would say to me as I walked down school corridors talking to Anperotchi. Even when I showed them how irregular she was and she couldn't possibly be controlled by any kind of program, they just said "so what? It's not alive. That character isn't even cute!"
But I didn't care what they said. I wasn't alone now. I had Anperotchi. I wondered where she came from. Was she missing her own family and friends, hating me for taking her away from them? But something told me she didn't hate me. Something told me I was her friend in a way I never had been before.
I don't have any friends at Fan Fiction Character School. I did once. There was another girl, Lily, whose Tama also took a while to come to life. We were sort of friends, but I knew she wasn't quite like me. She was teased too, but everyone knew just by looking at her that her Tama would one day come to life. She was perfect. I'm not. Now Lily is the most popular person in school, since she has an adorable living UraVioletchi, and she hasn't spoken to me since.
As time went by, I became better and better friends with Anperotchi. She didn't talk to me, but there was a look in her eyes that showed she understood and acknowledged every word I said. I wanted to be more than an owner or carer, like the other girls in my school. I wanted to be a friend.
Sorry about the short episode with nothing happening...I'll write from Anperotchi's point of view next time.
I'd always felt silly talking to Tamas. I knew they couldn't hear me, and I knew they'd never come to life, the same as younger fan fiction characters know theirs will. But I did it anyway, just in case I simply had to wait longer. Just in case something special would happen to me. Maybe my Tamas really were alive, they just couldn't break out of the shell surrounding them.
Anperotchi seemed alive. She didn't follow any kind of pattern for getting hungry and unhappy, and games didn't always make her happier. Instead, I talked to her, and that made her happiness meter shoot up faster than I've ever seen.
Everyone made fun of me for talking to a Tama that didn't appear to be alive. "It will never come to life, not on the thousandth generation, so just stop trying, Melodie!" people would say to me as I walked down school corridors talking to Anperotchi. Even when I showed them how irregular she was and she couldn't possibly be controlled by any kind of program, they just said "so what? It's not alive. That character isn't even cute!"
But I didn't care what they said. I wasn't alone now. I had Anperotchi. I wondered where she came from. Was she missing her own family and friends, hating me for taking her away from them? But something told me she didn't hate me. Something told me I was her friend in a way I never had been before.
I don't have any friends at Fan Fiction Character School. I did once. There was another girl, Lily, whose Tama also took a while to come to life. We were sort of friends, but I knew she wasn't quite like me. She was teased too, but everyone knew just by looking at her that her Tama would one day come to life. She was perfect. I'm not. Now Lily is the most popular person in school, since she has an adorable living UraVioletchi, and she hasn't spoken to me since.
As time went by, I became better and better friends with Anperotchi. She didn't talk to me, but there was a look in her eyes that showed she understood and acknowledged every word I said. I wanted to be more than an owner or carer, like the other girls in my school. I wanted to be a friend.
Sorry about the short episode with nothing happening...I'll write from Anperotchi's point of view next time.
