Translation
Fanfic: C|X - |100|
Subtitle: Eileitung
Chapter: | At the same time in the PROPLAY CENTER… |
| At the same time in the PROPLAY CENTER… |
A boy hastily rushed through the rather gloomy building, making his way to the top floor. He took an elevator that was supposed to take him the last few meters up to the company manager, ran out when the metal doors opened. A stab in the chest called for a short pause, then he pounded madly on a door marked "Mr. Icon- Company Manager". He gasped, he'd run too far, then felt the door open in front of him. The youth looked up seriously, straight into the face of an extremely amused boss. "You have to stop the game immediately!" The boy snorted. He held his stomach, but never looked away from the older man's flashing eyes. The latter put his hand on the other's shoulder with a smile. "We should probably discuss that inside."
"You said I should take the game out of circulation ...", Mr. Icon had sat down in his black leather armchair and was staring over the edge of the table at the person opposite.Then he eyed him. Brown hair. Green Agen. Not very muscular, but not weak either. A normal boy at the age of 15. "First tell me your name so that I can address you too ...", the company manager sipped briefly from his cup of coffee. "What's a name - the main thing is that you stop the production of this game!", The boy's expression became more serious, but when he asked, he only got a resounding laugh. "You actually want to ask me to stop the production of" C | X - | 100 | "?!", Mr. Icon had recovered and a stern look followed. "I thought you kids are totally into your little console games - why should I interrupt the production of the world's best role-playing game? "" Because you are releasing a huge virus! ", the youngster jumped up, he even clenched his fists," This virus will be the end of many people! That's why you have to move in the game immediately !!!"" EI virus? ", the company manager leaned back, he seemed to think for a moment, then his expression became more insidious" "How is a virus supposed to be connected to someone's life? And how do you even come to the conclusion that our game contains a virus?" Professionals carry out an investigation - they will agree with my words! "Mr. Icon had now also got up, he leaned on his table and grew louder:" Maybe you are not aware of the cost of such an inspection! A virus that kills people! I've never heard such nonsense! "The boy bit his lower lip, he didn't know how to explain it. Then the brown-haired one started again, but Mr. Icon told him to leave the room immediately. "But- you have to believe me! Something horrible will happen if you spread the word!" "Now get out of here!" Mr. Icon pressed a red button on the underside of his desk. "As soon as the game starts, the affected person's life hangs by a thread !!!"The door slammed open and a black-clad man stepped in, the bodyguard, if you will. After a brief request from the manager, Mr. Icon, the tanned man pulled the youngster out of his boss's eyes and sat him in front of the door of the Building. "You are banned from entering here - is that clear ?! "As quickly as he appeared he disappeared again. Desperately the youngster tried to keep track of things, he made a decision." Then it is up to me alone to avert the mischief of the game from people ... "He took his legs in hand and ran away.
A boy hastily rushed through the rather gloomy building, making his way to the top floor. He took an elevator that was supposed to take him the last few meters up to the company manager, ran out when the metal doors opened. A stab in the chest called for a short pause, then he pounded madly on a door marked "Mr. Icon- Company Manager". He gasped, he'd run too far, then felt the door open in front of him. The youth looked up seriously, straight into the face of an extremely amused boss. "You have to stop the game immediately!" The boy snorted. He held his stomach, but never looked away from the older man's flashing eyes. The latter put his hand on the other's shoulder with a smile. "We should probably discuss that inside."
"You said I should take the game out of circulation ...", Mr. Icon had sat down in his black leather armchair and was staring over the edge of the table at the person opposite.Then he eyed him. Brown hair. Green Agen. Not very muscular, but not weak either. A normal boy at the age of 15. "First tell me your name so that I can address you too ...", the company manager sipped briefly from his cup of coffee. "What's a name - the main thing is that you stop the production of this game!", The boy's expression became more serious, but when he asked, he only got a resounding laugh. "You actually want to ask me to stop the production of" C | X - | 100 | "?!", Mr. Icon had recovered and a stern look followed. "I thought you kids are totally into your little console games - why should I interrupt the production of the world's best role-playing game? "" Because you are releasing a huge virus! ", the youngster jumped up, he even clenched his fists," This virus will be the end of many people! That's why you have to move in the game immediately !!!"" EI virus? ", the company manager leaned back, he seemed to think for a moment, then his expression became more insidious" "How is a virus supposed to be connected to someone's life? And how do you even come to the conclusion that our game contains a virus?" Professionals carry out an investigation - they will agree with my words! "Mr. Icon had now also got up, he leaned on his table and grew louder:" Maybe you are not aware of the cost of such an inspection! A virus that kills people! I've never heard such nonsense! "The boy bit his lower lip, he didn't know how to explain it. Then the brown-haired one started again, but Mr. Icon told him to leave the room immediately. "But- you have to believe me! Something horrible will happen if you spread the word!" "Now get out of here!" Mr. Icon pressed a red button on the underside of his desk. "As soon as the game starts, the affected person's life hangs by a thread !!!"The door slammed open and a black-clad man stepped in, the bodyguard, if you will. After a brief request from the manager, Mr. Icon, the tanned man pulled the youngster out of his boss's eyes and sat him in front of the door of the Building. "You are banned from entering here - is that clear ?! "As quickly as he appeared he disappeared again. Desperately the youngster tried to keep track of things, he made a decision." Then it is up to me alone to avert the mischief of the game from people ... "He took his legs in hand and ran away.