Outcast Fanfic Choose an Adventure story!!

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(A)

Kipo talks to Koise. He has treated her well, she never said thanks.
Her responses were limited, to the situation, to answer a question, never what she thought or felt.

I expect it is a local effect, they will move on, our old Kipo will be back.

But today is her's. She can stay NT, but only if she stays there.

She will have to make that choice.

She hasn't had the chance to say thanks yet.

I'm assuming the AAAAAAA is in response to her wanting to stay NT? (BTW, you may want to cut that down. Majorly intrudes the page format.

Next Update! (just as a note, I changed Clarrissa's age to something over 60 years in order for a plot element to work).



The meal was splendid, and Koise and Kipo enjoyed it very much. The meal was open-ended. There were fruits, breads, meats and vegetables. Koise went for Garlic bread and salami sandwiches, while Kipo had a simple cheese sandwich. Clarrissa and Zoe went for more extravagancies, with meals that looked like they came out of a fancy French Restaurant (not that they knew what France was). Over the meal Clarrissa told them that they could stay here for as long as they wished before they could set out on their journey again, as they had plenty of food and two spare rooms upstairs. Before long the sun was setting behind the mountains, and a slow, peaceful breeze made the grass ripple like the ocean. Koise, Kipo, Clarrissa and Zoe sat in the front watching, however Kipo and Koise were in their own group.
“Koise…” Kipo said.
“Yeah?”
“I know I’ve been acting all… weird and, stuff, but… I just wanted to thank you.”
“For what?”
“For looking after me, for caring about me. No-one except my dad has ever done that for me before.”
“Aww, Kipo, I do it naturally, it’s the way I am. There’s no need to thank me or anything.”
“But I want to. I want you to get something from all the trouble you’ve taken for me.”
“You’re welcome.” Koise said.
Koise gazed out to the Kulun Mountains. He could see the sun falling behind them, silhouetting the mountains in front and casting a warm glow on the grassy hills. He looked down and saw a sort of ring formed around the house by the dip of the hills.
“Kipo…”
“Yes?”
“I don’t really know how to say this, but… you have to go back to normal.”
“Pardon?”
“I want you to go back to the way you were.”
“Uh, why?”
“Because that’s the way you’re supposed to be. You had great talents then.”
“Like what? All I ever used to do then was sit around and do absolutely nothing! I feel like I can actually do something with myself now.”
“But… Kipo, I, don’t know how to explain this. It’s unnatural the way you’re acting.”
“No, it’s completely natural! I’m now the person I was supposed to be!”
“But you’re not natural right now to me, Kipo! I care about you, and that’s why-”
“If you care about me then you would realize that I want to stay like this!! I need to!! Don’t you see?! I, AM, HAPPIER NOW!!”
“But it’s not the way you’re supposed to be!”
“I told you already that it IS the way I’m supposed to be!! And if you can’t see that then bloody well piss off!!” And Kipo got up and stomped into the house, leaving Koise in a shocked sort of daze. He stared at the door for quite a while before he could do anything else. When this happened, Zoe got up to go inside to try and help Kipo, while Clarrissa sat next to Koise. He had his head in his knees, breathing deeply.
“It must have been pretty strong feelings to break the charm.” Clarrissa said.
“What am I going to do?” Koise said to the air.
“I’m not sure. But… she’s different now, she’s not the same person you met on that wooded path so long ago.”
“But… I care about her.”
“I know. But she’s more independent now, she can make more of her own decisions. You can’t do that for her anymore.”
Koise turned to Clarrissa, with a tear in his eye.
“But I care about her.”

Kipo had gone into one of the rooms offered to her and Koise over dinner, and it has here where Zoe followed her. Kipo was on the bed, with her face in the pillow. Zoe sat down on the bedside.
“Hey…”
“Go away.” Kipo replied.
“I’m not going to.”
“I’m not in the mood to talk!”
“But it’s important. This won’t solve itself.”
“Fine…”
Zoe took a few breaths, and searched for something to say.
“Look… I’m not going to say that I’d want you to go back… but he has a point.”
“Oh does he now?”
“Yeah. See, I’ve lived here for quite a while now, but I’m technically not the person I’m supposed to be either.”
“Really?”
“No. It’s the charm around this place. I’m aware that my mother died, but I never think about it. And if I do, I only think ‘oh’. After a week staying here, I completely lost my sadness about her. I expect as soon as I step away from this house I’d be totally traumatized.”
“So what’s that got to do with it?”
“What I’m saying is that, as much as I would want to stay here, I have to leave someday. I can’t stay here forever, I have to face facts.”
“So I have to face the fact I’m a socially ret*d git who can’t take two steps into a small puddle?”
“Well, no. Kipo, in a way, this has been good for you. If you go back, then you can look at yourself here and think ‘I can do it, I can do that sort of thing’.”
“You sound like a special ed teacher.”
“I know. But do you see my point?”
“I suppose.” Kipo sighed.
“Look… if you were out there, your feelings would be different. You might question the fact that you’re normal, or be even more angry at Koise. You might have really hurt him.”
Kipo sighed again, and rolled over.
“Look, Zoe, I’m doing this because I think it’s what’s best for me. I’m much better off both in life and as a person this way.”
“Okay, okay, I see I can’t change your mind. I’m gonna go now.” She got up and headed for the door.
“Kipo, do you know what this place was called once?” she said before heading out.
“What?”
“The House of Naivety.” And Zoe shut the door.


Meanwhile, at the front of the house, Koise and Clarrissa had remained where they were. The sun had nearly completely set, casting a cool shadow over the hills. Koise had to do something. He couldn’t sit around here waiting for this to blow off, he had to get back to the others. He had two ideas in mind. But first he had to figure out something.
“What’s the date?” he asked
“Uh…” Clarrissa pulled out a digital pocket watch. “The 29th of July.”
Koise did the math. He figured out what day he had left his home, which was the 21st of July. He had spent one day getting to Traumata, the next getting himself into that Scythe-body incident, and a third in the mountains.
“Holy heck!” Koise exclaimed.
“What?”
“I think that portal thing is a time portal too!”
“How so?”
“Well, I asked the date so I could figure out how long I was out for. I left 8 days ago, and spent three days in the beginning of my adventures. I’ve suddenly jumped five days ahead! There’s no way I could have been unconscious for that long!”
“Wow, heh, I wonder why nobody noticed that?”
“How long was it since your last visitor?”
“Erm… 40 years ago, round about?”
“Aha, that’s why. Watches weren’t invented then.”
“Oh yeah!” Clarrissa said.
“Wait, then how’d you get that?”
“We had a visitor get here by foot once. He gave this to us in exchange for food, no matter how many times we told him that he didn’t have to.”
“Oh, okay.”
Koise though back to when he had left his house. Heh, the first thing that happened was he bumped into Kipo. 15 years, 11 months and 357 days, he recalled. And all because she knew there were eight days left until-
“Oh my god.” Koise said.
“What?”
“Today is Kipo’s birthday.”

Which plan of action should Koise do?
A) Take the Non-Fear Ring off Kipo while she’s sleeping.
B) Just leave her here, she’s too much trouble now, and is more happy here.

! !! !! !!!HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIPO!! !! !! !

(A) Koise could not be so mean, not on her Birthday.

(B) Is for the best, but will she stay?

Clarrissa and Zoe would like the company, they do seen to have been living in the same place for a long time with few visitors.

"bloody well piss off!" Does not sound like something dear Kipo would say, even as an NT.

"It must have been pretty strong feelings to break the charm."

I do not get the meaning of this line.

“Oh gosh, really??” Clarrissa asked
“Yeah…”
“Wow. Tough day. Which is nearly over, by the way.”
“Yeah, I know. I totally ruined it for her. I feel like an ass. What can I do? What can I give her?”
“Give her?”
“Yeah. I care about her, that’s the whole point.”
“How old will she be?”
“16.”
“Wow, Kipo’s fifteen? She seems much older than that.”
“And yet younger too.”
Koise got up and went inside, to recuperate and see what he could find inside that Kipo might like.


Kipo woke up in the morning quite tired, as usual. She opened her eyes, and stared at the ceiling like she always used to do at home. She stared for a long while before she noticed it.
‘Wait,’ she thought, ‘I am not supposed to think like this.’
And then she realized. She was back to her old self again. One look at her hand and see the lack of the orange ring was enough to prove it. She steamed with rage, and immediately threw off the blanket and headed downstairs. He wasn’t in the dining room. She went to the back door and into the garden, where Koise was lying on the ground. As soon as she burst out and he saw her, he had a look of dread on his face. Kipo ran towards him and leaped at him, and landed two punches before Koise blocked them and Clarrissa pulled her off him.
“I am not supposed to think like this!!” Kipo yelled as she struggled to get out of Clarrissa’s grip. Koise just lay there, feeling the blood coming from his mouth, as Clarrissa dragged her inside and Zoe came to tend to Koise.
“You okay?” she asked.
“Yeah, I think so.” Koise replied. “She’s never, never that angry at all. It’s like she’s not Kipo anymore, even when she’s normal.”
“I don’t think you should have taken the ring off her.” Zoe said.
“Yeah, I had some doubt as I took it off, now I know why. Ow!” he put his hand to his cheek.
“Clarrissa will tend to that in a minute.” Zoe said.
“Okay. You going to talk to Kipo?”
“I think Clarrissa is already doing that.

“Let me go!!”
“No Kipo, c’mon, you have to calm down.”
“I do not care!! I hate him!!”
Clarrissa dragged Kipo into her room and locked the door behind her.
“Kipo, please, calm down.”
“I do not want to!” she said as she threw herself onto the bed, defeated. She now switched to sad anger, and tears rolled down her face. “Why do I have to be different? Why can I not be normal?”
“I don’t know, Kipo. Do you think you were meant to-”
“I was not meant to be like this!!” Kipo moaned. “I want to be normal!!”
“But Kipo, you’re not.”
“Just because I am not normal does not mean I am not able to be!”
Clarrissa breathed a sad sigh.
“He cares about you…”
“He does not! He is restraining me from who I want to be!”
“But that is not you. It’s a fake you.”
“I would prefer being fake over being me.”
Clarrissa saw she was not changing her mind.
“The charm here will calm you down eventually. Maybe then you will see that he does.” And she left the room. Kipo buried her head into the pillow and wept. When her face felt soaked, she lifted her head up and saw things on top of her bedside cabinet. One was a pair of metal balls. She picked one up, but the other was stuck to it. She realized that they were magnetic. She felt another item. It was like a disk, a stone disk. Feeling the texture, she found that it was the medallion with Anarion in it. And then she felt paper, a note. She picked it up and read it.

“Dear Kipo,
Sorry for not understanding who you want to be. I hope these gifts will compensate for that. Happy Birthday.

Love, Koise.”

“I wish I could understand the importance of this.” She said.


Clarrissa and Koise sat down next to each other in the backyard, while Zoe went for breakfast.
“So, what are you going to do now?”
“I think that I’m going to leave.” Koise replied. “She’s becoming far too much trouble to keep her with me anymore. Besides, she’ll be happy here, with you and Zoe. The charm will see to that.”
“I suppose. Where will you go?”
“To the mountains, to find my friends. They’re going to need my help.”
“Oh, okay. When will you leave?”
“I think as soon as possible. I may have a quick snack and stock up and then be off.”
“Oh, so soon?”
“Yeah. I think Kipo would appreciate that.”
“What about the ring?”
“I’ve put it somewhere where she’ll eventually find it.”
“Okay.”
“I don’t want the damn thing. It’d bring too many memories.”
“Ahh, okay.”


Kipo had spent some time feeling terrible. Must have been about 46.5 minutes, she supposed. Damn, she now hated thinking like that. She felt it was torture that she couldn’t help it.

Suddenly she head a phone go off outside, which made her jump up.
“Oh yeah, I have a phone!!” Kipo heard Koise exclaim. “Argh, better not be that Telecom guy… Hello? Marilyn!! Holy crap, where the hell have you been?! What?! She left with the killer?! Where are you?? Okay, I’ll see if I can get in the mountains and find you. Oh yeah, we’re okay… we’ve stayed at this place which makes you happy. I’ve decided to leave Kipo here. Yeah, I know, I’ll miss her too, but she’ll be happier here.”
‘I do not think so.’ Kipo thought
“Yeah yeah, I’m about to leave right now. Backpack’s stocked to the gills. I’ll make my way there as soon as I can. Alright, bye! Heh, bye sweetie!”

He was leaving? And for that? To leave her here to be happy? Kipo finally had it click, and for the first time in her life, she not only calculated it, she felt it. Koise cared about her. Wait, she felt it! She could do it, she could relate! But if it took such a great amount of emotion and reasoning… she fell back onto her bed feeling both proud, defeated, and restless.


Koise walked down the hill to the circle when he heard footsteps coming down the hill. It was Zoe.
“Oh? What brings you here?” he asked
“Clarrissa wanted me to give you a parting gift.” Zoe said. She held out her hands, which had a gem resting on her palms. It was pearlescent, of all the rainbow colours, although the core was white.
“What’s this?”
“A transmogrifying gem.”
Koise gave her a confused look.
“It’s a gem that can change its elemental use purely by the thought of the user.”
“Oh, wow, thanks! This’ll save me time in fights.”
“No problem! This is Clarrissa’s gift. Mine is more simple.” She got out of her pocket a flower. “I gave Kipo one of these.”
“Aww, thanks.”
Zoe smiled, and blushed a little. Koise stuck the stem of the flower through his bag, as it was quite hard and tough.
“You will take care of her, won’t you?”
“I’ll do it with all my heart.”
“How long will it take for the effects of the charm to kick in?”
“It sometimes takes a month, it sometimes takes a couple of hours, although the average is about a week.”
“Ahh. Well at least I know she will be happy here.”
“Yeah. You know this is the farthest I’ve ever been from the house?”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah. That’s because the charm is inside the circle here. If I walk outside of it, the realities of life will affect me again.”
“Will you ever go outside?”
“No, I don’t think so. Not anytime soon at least. I want to be with Kipo.”
“Okay. When she is in full effects of the field, tell her that I love her.”
“I will.” Zoe said.
“Well, I guess I should be off now.”
“Alright. Good luck on your adventure!”
“Thanks!” Koise said, walking off.
“Oh, Koise?”
“Yeah?”
“I’m glad I’ve met you!”
“Why?”
“Because you’ve shown me that you can be happy outside the charm.”
“Aww, no problem!”
“Goodbye!”
“Goodbye!”
And Koise walked up the hill at the edge of the circle and made his way towards the Kunlun Mountains. The warmth of the Sun lit up the way to them, and Koise made big strides to get back to the group. He missed them a lot.

Who to now?
A) Keiran and Scythe
B) Marilyn, Booger and Bob

Well first a little stop to say that was very well written.

(A) Because Koise is going to meet Marylin, so that happens when he gets there.

I also have a crush on Scythe.

Keiran and Scythe trudged through the bush, crossing and stepping on all types of plants. Scythe continued to question Keiran’s motives.
“Have you ever killed before?” he asked.
“No.”
“Huh. You look the typed.”
“Why are you taking me this way again?”
“Cellphone interference. And deer.”
Scythe raised an eyebrow. He was crazy.
“It’s because I don’t want her to call anybody, ask for help. Can get very troublesome.”
“How will it be interrupted?”
“Lead walls. Years ago this place was lined with them to protect from intruders. Now they’ve been swallowed up by the mountains and are totally inaccessible.”
“Can’t they just go above?”
“The waves from a phone only travel in one direction. Also, her phone is a Contact X-22B. They have a cheap magic chip in them that can only output waves horizontally.”
Crazy and a stalker.
“Alright, so what about the deer.”
“This is part of the test. The area here is abundant with the things.”
Scythe was left to ponder what exactly this test was.

The moon was high in the stars when Keiran stopped.
“Found a deer?”
“Yup, and we’re deep enough into the forest, for now.” Keiran pointed into the bushes, where a sleeping deer lay silent.
“So, what is this test of yours?”
“This test, or at least the first one, involves you killing that deer.”
“Easy, I’ll just shoot it.”
“Yes you will. But not so fast. You will have to watch it suffer.”
“Umm… I could just shoot it in the head.”
“But you won’t. You will shoot it in the leg, wait for a minute, and then shoot out its windpipe. Then, you will watch it until it is dead.”
Holy cow. Scythe had shot people before, she knew that all too well, but she usually ran, or do something to take her mind off the pain the person was going through. To add to the fact, she never shot anyone innocent. She always did it to someone she felt had had it coming. And the sleeping and animal thing wasn’t even crossing her mind.
“Something wrong?”
“No…”
Keiran raised his eyebrow.
“Yes…”
“Not good enough to kill a simple deer?”
“Well, no… I mean, I am, but…”
“You don’t want to?”
“Well…”
“Couldn’t even pass the first test…!” Keiran said, shaking his head.
“It’s a freaking deer! An innocent creature! Asleep, nothing wrong, innocent!”
“Exactly. And you’re not even up to that. Me, now me… I could, under the right conditions, kill thirty people with no remorse, and for no reward.”
Scythe felt he was a heartless bastard.
“So… will you do it?”
Scythe pondered. No way could she kill him now. He was most likely armed against all odds, and much stronger than her. Only reason she beat him at the ruins, twice, was that he hadn’t expected her to be like that. Well, that’s one thing she had to her advantage. Surprise. He had no idea of her intentions, however sketchy they were.

But to the deer. It was innocent, and had done nothing. And now she was expected to shoot it in cold blood. In its sleep. And watch it suffer. She took a deep breath. She had done worse. But only once.
“Alright… I’ll do it.”
“Good. Here you go.” Keiran handed her the gun.
“You’ve gotta be f$%#ing me- a Desert 5?!”
“Yes. Two shots, so do it, and do it right. I know you can.”
Scythe gulped and swallowed her pride before taking a few steps forward. The deer was lying there, quaint, oblivious to the world around it and aware of what would happen. Now was her last chance. Give it up now, or proceed and go with her faint plan.

Reconsider?
A) Yes
B) No

(A) I think?

Scythe stopped. She stood there for a while before Keiran asked
“What are you doing?”
“…I’m not going to harm it.” Scythe said.
“Well, I’ve already told you, do it now. Or, as I have not already told you, face the consequences.”
Scythe remained still. Now or never, she supposed.

She quickly turned around, ran and lunged at Keiran, but he was too fast. With a quick dodge and a swift move, Scythe felt a piercing pain between her neck and shoulders, and blacked out. Given the time, she would have thought ‘well there goes my cover’.


Marilyn, Booger and Bob were making their way down the left road. They were all getting nervous. The road bent and twisted it’s way farther and farther away from the right road, and before long they knew that it was left and that’s that.
“What happens if we don’t find Scythe?” Booger suddenly asked.
Marilyn pondered. “We keep going, I suppose. We’ve already chosen a path, may as well stick to it. Not like we know if the other path will get us to LOSA any more than this one.”
“Alright. But what exactly will we do once we’re there? Bob? You’re the Ma-err, Molin, with the plan.”
“Well find out where all these dark creatures are coming from, for one thing. And then we go and stop whatever’s making them.”
“Say… why haven’t we been attacked by any yet?”
“Claustrophobia. Can’t stand the mountain ranges. That’s why I chose to go through them rather than around.”
“Are you trying to tell me that these behemoths, these wicked-scary monsters who could give many nightmares… are afraid of enclosed spaces?”
“Absolutely. Also the colour white. Thus, the snow being our protection when it’s dark. Their fear is less profound when it’s nighttime, their element.”
“Right.”
They continued walking. It was a boring affair for Booger, this travel business. The scenery was tall mountains enclosing around them, and bush trimming around the bottom of them and around the path. It was going to be a long day.
“I miss Koise…” Marilyn said.
“Luvvy Duvvy!” Booger exclaimed.
Marilyn glared at him as she continued walking. “If only I could speak to him…”
“Can’t you just use your phone? Don’t know why you can’t!”
Marilyn stopped, and then slapped her forehead, before immediately reaching into her bag to get her phone. She flipped it open, and pressed 5.
“Do you have his number on speed-dial?”
“Shut up!” Marilyn blushed.
The moment was instantly obliterated by a sharp, high-pitched noise breaking her ears.
“What th- I can’t get a signal!” Marilyn said.
“No kidding!” Bob replied, covering his ears.
“What’s interrupting the signal?” Marilyn asked to the air.
“Well I don’t have a clue. Lead walls?”
“Uhh, do you see any lead walls around here Bob?”
“No. It’s just a theory.”
“Well what else could it be then?”
Bob thought. Maybe an extremely powerful electro-magnetic generator of some sort. Or a radio jammer. The last one would need a tall aerial though, and it’d be strikingly obvious to see in these mountains.

The Generator, hmm… well it would have to be hidden, as there isn’t much use of one out here unless you’re intending bad stuff, so it’s either in an enclosed building or underground.
“I’d say it’s an electro-magnetic generator of some sort.”
“Huh, so where is it?”
“Now how am I supposed to know that?!”
“I dunno, you always seem to have the answers…”
Bob groaned. He was losing his patience with Booger.
“C’mon,” said Booger, taking some steps forward, “It can’t be that hard to find, ri-”
And he immediately fell through the ground and down a tube. Marilyn and Bob looked over the edge of the hole and saw the tube was metallic and shiny. The sound of Booger’s yelling faded and faded, until they suddenly stopped.
“Booger, are you okay?!” Bob called.
“Yeah, I’m fine!” he replied. “The wall broke my fall! Mucked up my hair though!”
“Can you see anything down there?!”
“Well there are shafts of light shining through from holes in these walls! No source of heat here, the metal is really cold!”
“Hang on a second, we’re coming down!”
“Okay! Mind the fourth bend, it’s quite sharp!”
“Will do!” Bob yelled. “C’mon, let’s see what we’ve got ourselves into this time.”
“What about our chase with Scythe?”
“It’s either her, or the possibility of talking to Koise again, I suppose.”
Marilyn took a short time to ponder.
“Let’s go!” and she jumped down the tube.

What will they find in there?
A) The generator
B) A campfire with a note

(A) Because I like machines.There should be more machines in stories, with diagrams and parts lists. I look forward to a most descriptive view of alien technology. Or are they like everyone else, and buy from Onan?

Well so far it has been gears and levers, yet they have battery powered climbing devices, a multipurpose staff, also battery power, then magic amulets. There seems to be several levels of technology, such as Scythe's two shot gun.

So I think that sub story, the tech level, they have cell phones, should be looked at, as sometimes they seem to be living in different eras, but magic is like that.

So what I am saying is, they have the tech of their time, are running into another older level in the mountains, plus magic. The magic also seems to have a technology.

Such as the hole we are jumping into now, designed by engineers for a purpose, made for people of a size range, to perform a function. Why is it stll running, well designed? Where does the power go? Fuel?

They have different bodies, but social roles and physics are universal. How beings play tech can vary.

If beings of a very different body form showed up in my back yard, I would first check thier tech, me, "Nice saucer, do you guys race?" "Magnetic drive or Gravitron? "If you need anything I am good at parts."

Yeah, I put that in on purpose. They're living in a time period not unlike that of Middle Earth, except they have things like TVs and cellphones, but nothing of a combustion-nature, such as cooking stoves or the obvious case, cars. This idea stems from The Hobbit where Bilbo has a clock on the mantle piece, and yet it is never mentioned ever again because it's out of place. I myself like that idea and extended it somewhat. It provides some interesting challenges too when writing.

I like the idea of magic working like technology does, and in fact Koise may explain how it works later on.

“Huh,” Bob said, “It’s the generator.”
“Yeah, but it seems to be off.” Marilyn said. “Weird…”
“Yeah, I know. You’d think it’d be on to help disrupt the signal…”
“Er, guys,” Booger said, “Take a look around. The walls look strange.”
“Have you been eating mu-woaaaahhh…” Bob gasped. He was right. The walls were shiny and metallic, with a strange architecture. It looked like liquefied glass had been thrown onto the walls and had frozen there, and this repeated itself down the walls like columns. The metal itself was also particularly interesting. It was silver, but appeared to be very dense and deep, as if it were like a transparent glass which reached out for miles, even though it was probably about 5 feet thick.
“Aliens!” Booger said, snapping his fingers.
“Oh geez, not aliens again…” Bob said.
“What?” Marilyn asked.
“His excuse for anything strange of superstitious is aliens. A picture falls off the wall, it’s aliens! In video games where the number flicks back to zero after 999,999,999 points? It’s aliens! That time you used all the toilet paper in a day? He thought it was aliens as well!”
“Well if aliens didn’t use it, who did?”
“You telling me aliens used our toilet paper?!”
“Hey man, just because their aliens doesn’t mean they don’t have to take a leak every now and then! Although they probably do it really weird-like, like it… splurts out the top of their heads of something.”
“Mate, you are not putting me in between two of them in a queue to get tickets to the footy match!”
“Err, guys, I think you’re missing the key thing here.” Marilyn said.
“And what’s that?” Booger and Bob, said together, causing them to glance at each other in surprise.
“If these aliens are so advanced as to use an unknown metal to make their walls… then what the heck is this generator doing in here?!”
“Maybe they worshipped it!” Booger instantly suggested.
“Or maybe the aliens never existed at all!” Bob said.
“Well I didn’t believe in magic when I first met you! That turned out to be true!”
“That’s because magic is real! Aliens are not! There’s a perfectly logical explanation for this.”
“Okay, do tell!”
“Well obviously this is a special sort of ruin temple thing, which explains the new material. Whatever this place was for, it must have been something big!”
“So it holds a rusting old generator that’s so out-dated the $2 Shop could make something more complicated?”
“Well maybe you haven’t noticed but the room carries on futher from here.” Bob said, looking down the hallway. “We’ll need to explore more. Plus get out of here, that metal is far too slippery to walk on.” Bob made his way forward.
“Do you two always argue like this?” Marilyn whispered to Booger.
“All the time.” He replied. “Although… never on this level.”
“Huh?”
“That argument felt different. More tense, important…”
“You mean serious?”
“Ugh,” Booger shuddered, “I hate that word! Almost as much as I hate hallways…”

How big is the complex?
A) Not very big, about two rooms
B) Fairly big, a long hallway, that room, and a larger one
C) Quite big, a complex of hallways.