Augmented Aspects: Interlude XXI (Larry Yo-Boy's BiPrism News)

Interlude XXI

(Larry Yo-Boy’s BiPrism News)

“And hello there everyone? I’m sure you, like everyone else are assuming that during the immediately scheduled maintenance due to unauthorized hacking attempts, the BiPrism systems were completely taken off line. Despite the fact that there was a three-hour delay?” Larry began.

With that a number of perfectly ordinary scenes and views from various individuals could be seen from all around. Most showed markers from before the crash and just after.

“As you can see the world seems to be the exact same as it was before the crash, mostly.” Larry began. “In fact, one could claim that the servers managed to fix the glitches that were happening in Timult, you know the ones where NPCs were being buried under sand and unable to move or respond. Even the three pixie delivered eggs are now open and missing. Additionally, the city of Timult is almost back to its pre-Cass state.” After saying that, Larry paused.

“You know, I think I might have to trademark that, a Pre-Cass state? Is that already taken? I know there was word about a Pre-Cass-Tastrophy already being trademarked. But this is nuanced, for it implies resetting to a  time before Cass did something?” Larry asked someone off-stage likely the production manager or at least camera operator.

“I’m being told that it is already trademarked as well. Well, who would have guessed. I assume the owner will likely want a royalty from us?” Larry began, but then cut back, “well royalties and loss of future wages aside, we must continue with what we have found.”

VRRPP-VRRRP-VRRRP!

With that proclamation an alarm system came on.

“Well, I think it is safe to say that the Wedding’s day Massacre that we were all expecting and hoping for is a bust. We were all expecting midget ninjas jumping out of wedding cakes, assassination attempts, backstabbing declarations of love for Mallory. There were odds makers that had the over under for number of people protesting the marriage to be at 1 and a half, yet there were zero. Everyone who took the under won. Other prop bets that failed, number of deaths during the wedding, the line moved up to nine and a half total but was registered as zero at World’s End. There were three desiccated bodies found in the streets of Timult, before they were slowly swallowed up by the resetting city. But yes, zero deaths during the actual wedding. Number of assassins expected to make an appearance over under four and a half, there were zero. And finally, over under World Firsts registered, one and a half was the goal. We got zero. A complete bust by all accounts. Super betters are at a loss, for they were escalating the nothing-nothing-nothing deals, the Wedding Triple pack, or what was also referred to as the three zeros for two payout. They all had different names, depending on where you placed your bets, but essentially the odds were the same, if all the prop bet categories hit for zeros, you would get a hundred fold return on your investments. Apparently, over two thousand people took advantage of that.” With that Larry held up his own betting slip. There at the top were the words that were unmistakable.

Midnight Hunter’s Super Wedding Triple Pack.

Wagered: $1,280.32

Estimated Payout: $128,032

“Yep, guess who doesn’t have to worry about a ten-cent copyright royalty charge today…” Larry exclaimed as he clicked the printed off ticket before cashing it in immediately.

“Wait, did you place all our rent money on that bet?” A female voice asked angrily from off stage.

Hearing that, Larry looked momentarily flustered, before continuing. “Right, where were we? Oh right, the oddities. While there were no break aways for births of deadly pups, or Mallory’s own Granddaughter-daughter, we can see from our following around Cass’s rune writing Simulacrum that they are all alive and well.”

With that the film changed to show multiple sets of glowing dire phase wolf eyes that glowed an eerie yellow in the darkness.

“Additionally, there is now a new feed that Larry Yo-Boy is investing their recently acquired funds to purchase. That being the channel is called Redding Spiritlight, and so far it is mostly darkness, but we believe that is due to Mallory’s biological granddaughter Cassandra Redding, residing in the same sacrificial altar room as the Dire Phase Wolf’s makeshift kennel.”

“Till then we should go over what is up left. We have the war, between the Legrand Empire and the now Unified Midnight Hunters guild. Additionally, something that we are looking forward to here, in just under two weeks’ time we will have the first sighting of Mr. Spiritlight. That’s right, he is coming to the world, he is still married to the good Doctor, and he is linked to the Legrand Empire. How will it all end? I don’t know, but I can’t wait to find out.” Larry stated.

Then as if remembering.

“Just a reminder that our major promoter for today is Draft Things, if people can compete you can win. Remember to gamble responsibly.”

“Like not betting your rent for the month!” The same female voice cried out from off stage.

“Yes, like not gambling your rent for the month. Also, make sure to contact the hotline if you have any problems. I’d give you the stat lines for the war…”

“AHEM!” The female co-host coughed loudly.

“But I unfortunately don’t know what those are, as I do not now, nor ever recommend gambling, despite how much betting for all things Cass seems like a sure win.”

“Well, maybe a credit coin,” the female voice from off stage relented.

“Maybe a credit coin, this is good because I saw one parlay that could,” Larry began but quickly stopped himself as he looked off stage. “Wait, this is a test, right?”

Silence.

“Well that is the show for today, join us again when I get out of the hospital, and again don’t gamble your girlfriend’s rent money, words to live by. Or stay living by…”

With that, the lights dimmed and it was clear that Larry thought the feed had cut off.

“Oh come on, we now have a hundred rent payments, wait we are still on?”

With that, the feed finally ended.