Jak and Daxter: Wrong dimension

1: Of gaming and parents

The monster was dead. Finally, Rock Village could have peace.

Although it was an extremely dumb creature, Klaww was rather powerful. One of the three bosses of Jak and Daxter: The Precursor Legacy, four if you count Gol and Maia. Defeating him gave Maria some honor and pride, even though she had beaten him and the game at least twenty quintillion times. She kept telling herself that as she initiated debug mode, and went out of bounds. Of the games, she actually had them categorized for how she felt. Jak and Daxter: TPL was for when she was stressed or bored, Jak II was for when she felt rebellious, Jak 3 for when she felt like crying, and Jak X: Combat Racing for when she need to make things explode. 

Maria's slightly messy room was filled with all types of Jak and Daxter merchandise, mint condition and opened. She bought two of each, one to keep perfect and shiny and the other to open. Posters covered the walls, and her once bunk bed was different. She had removed the bottom bunk herself (Who said she had any friends? Who says that a woman can't destroy a perfectly fine bed?) and made it her gaming room. Being a double bunk, she had a little room with a couch and pillows and posters and darkness. It was her happy place, and she was proud of it. A small shelf sat to the side, with Jak and Daxter guidebooks and Design Bibles and game cases sitting neatly on it. Minecraft had a shelf as well; with little figurines and the game. 

Several notebooks had a shelf of their own; varying in size from the size of her torso to palm sized. Maria kept all her notes about the characters, levels, enemies, backstory, plot lines, and more. OC doodles and ideas littered the sides, filling the margins of each page. Hundreds of hours, look, sweat and tears, years of hard work had been poured into her entire room. A blanket acted as a curtain to her gaming room, with every single Jak and Daxter character on it, front and back. A dark eco rug sat on the ground, with a custom table in the shape of a precursor orb filled with empty dorito bags and crunched up Mountain Dew cans. She was one heck of a gamer, and she was proud of it. 

Paying attention to every little detail, Maria's greyish blue eyes scanned the screen behind her black rimmed glasses. Her lightly freckled face perked, dirty blonde hair messy from intense gaming. She had poured hundreds of thousands of dollars into her happy place, from the cast iron figurines of every character, to her custom items, to her notebooks that she had to keep buying. Her bunk frame had been painted and glossed, so precisely that it looked like dark eco. Her blanket was the case of the Jak and Daxter bundle on PS4, and her pillows were custom orders. Gol and Maia on one, Kor and Cyber Errol on another, Jak and Daxter hiding under them all. A pile of pillows lay at the bottom of her bunk, so that she could jump off and save a minute that she could be using better.

Her clothes were no different; Jak and Daxter T shirts, hoodies, socks, pants, and hats filled her closet. Even her school uniform played close to the rules; a power cell sat over her heart, showing her passion for the game. Maria was part of a few extracurricular activities: Coding club, basic building, and art filled her schedule. She didn't dare to take any more, as it might interfere with her hobby. Jak and Daxter calendars for each game sat by her door,  surround sound speakers in her gaming room, fan art, and plastic morph gun mods and precursor orbs decorated her room, each serving their purpose. Of course, her look wouldn't be complete without earbuds and headphones; she had those too. White, black and purple earbuds had their place either in her ears or sitting neatly on a table, awaiting their next use.

Maria had no friends, and she liked it that way; no one talked to her. She had a reputation as a recluse at school, shy, quiet, nerdy, but smart. She made most of her money by tutoring other students, or taking their tests and doing their assignments for them. Aside from that, she worked at Tim Hortons, which was right across the street. Rather convenient, because she could race back home once her shift was done, or run over for a donut. For a fifteen year old, she was doing much better than others. 

"Maria! Turn that stupid music down, I'm getting a migraine!" Her father shouted down the stairs. Her parents and brothers hated video games, but as long as she was spending her own money, they were fine with it. Her father had struck it rich with his technology company, Zap. They lived in a mansion, with each room so big that it was the size of their old house. For a hardcore fan of the series, it was unusual to have such a disapproving family. Still, she turned the volume down and continued through the Mountain Pass. If she was playing, Maria felt like she was in the game, blowing up Metalheads or collecting power cells. Her short hair made her look like she was a boy, but she didn't care, she liked it and that decided that. She put her earbuds in and put Warriors by Imagine Dragons on.

It was eleven o clock PM, and that was a normal time for the VonMortenne family to still be awake, but starting to wind down and relax. Maria felt a wave of tiredness overcome herself, so she saved and turned her game off. Climbing into her bed, she collapsed into the soft blanket and pillows, dreaming of power cells, precursor orbs, and all the characters and locations of her favourite games in the whole world.

So, my OC, Maria is pretty much me in a nutshell! Please follow me to get the notification of a new chapter, comment, and give me some suggestions! 

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