User blog:GhostyFlareEruption/Ghosty and Yami in Fantasy Life (Pt. 1)

Fun fact: Did you know Ghosty and Yami knew each other before they were even aware of Town of Salem (not true. Is canon material for story).

Reveria.

It is a land of peace, magic...and dreams.

I used to look down on Reveria from the clouds. But now I look up to that same sky.

The moon lives behind the dream-filled haze of night. Reverians refer to the moon as Lunares.

When the curtain of shadows falls, Lunares bathes all of Reveria in pools of its shimmering, silver light. At the break of dawn, a call will go out for new heroes. Heroes who now tosses and turns in a uneasy dream...

These heroes will choose between the swords and the wand. Perhaps this hero will select the needle over the axe, or rod over the bow. Heroes may forge legendary weapons, wield a epic blade, or brew magical potions.

The choices are many...perhaps these heroes will sew, or saw. Perhaps these heroes will sew and saw while on a seesaw.

HA!... Sorry. I thought that was kinda funny. All of this grand speech weight on me after a while...

Anyway, I think I see the first light of the sunrise! Let's find out if our heroes are ready to awaken. I think it's time for their story to begin.

Ghosty falls flat on the ground, making a loud thump, waking up Yami.

"Ow. My head"

"Oh, my stars. Are you OK?! What happened? What's going on up here? Should I call for someone?!"

Pam, the women who owns the house, enters the room.

"I was dozing downstairs when I heard an awful ruckus up here. Are you hurt? I'm sorry I just came barging in, but I thought maybe on of those falling stones crashed into the roof, but it looks like everything is OK...Did you fall out of bed? I bet you were having an intense dream" She asks. "Ghosty took quite a tumble. He's as hard as a rock. He'll be fine" Yami responds.

"Oh, congratulations, by the way! I heard you two finally chose a Life for yourself! How exciting! Have you checked the mailbox? I don't think you got your letters from the king yet! Not that I peeked..." she says.

Ghosty raises his eyebrow

"I don't mean to be nosy. It just kind of goes with the Life of being a landlady, I suppose." she says. "Well, let's roll, Yami." Ghosty says. The three leave the attack.

Everyone walks outside from the attic. A mailman just reaches Pam's house and puts in a letter. Ghosty takes it and reads it out loud

Letter: Dear Ghosty and Yami, once you have received your license, I would request your presence at the Royal Court. King Erik of Castele.

"A king's letter marks the begging of your new lives." Pam says. "It's so exciting. To start a new Life! How wonderful of you two. It makes me think back to when--" "--to when we first moved in and took us forever to choose over Life?" Ghosty finishes "Ah yes. Anyway, you two need your license before you report to the king."

"How do we do that?" Yami asks "There's a Guild office over there. We can pick it up." Ghosty says, points to a large building with a gear.

"Are you two going to be okay? You guys seem nervous." Pam asks. "Don't worry. We're tough." Ghosty says. "Both of you. Take a piece of candy. It helps you keep your calm" Pam says. She tosses Ghosty and Yami a piece.

Yami and Ghosty stroll around the center first. "Isn't this great? We finally get to choose our Life now." Ghosty says. "I always wanted to be a Mercenary." Yami says. "I always wanted to be a Wizard." Ghosty says.

After some time, they both reach the Guild office and talk to the Guild Master. "Well, you two sure did take you're sweet time getting here. You're Ghosty and Yami, correct?" he asks. They both nod. "Here's your Novice License. Don't lose it. I don't want to have to do all that paperwork again."

The Master hands Ghosty a Wizard license and Yami a Mercenary license. Suddenly, a shout is heard. "GET OUTTA MY WAY! I don't want any trouble. Just let me fly by here." "I gots a better idea, little butterfly. Howzabout we play a game? Dis is a game called 'you aint goin' anywherez.' " "Just leave me alone"

"Sounds like trouble." Ghosty says. Ghosty rushes out the door. "Ghosty, hold up." Yami says, running after him.

Ghosty rushes and stops at town square. Yami catches up, catching her breath. "Geez. You run...so fast."

There was two guys named Pierre and Butch, and a butterfly "We won't hurt you much." Pierre says. "Just let me go." The butterfly demands. "Think you just flutter away what you said?" "What? What did I say?!" "I don't remember now, but I think it was insultin'." "I was only responding to your little comment about putting me in a display cage. That wasn't very nice. I'm not just some regular old butterfly you can turn into a brooch of a hatpin." Pierre starts to step up. "You probably shouldn't give us such ideas. We're very aware of how special a talking butterfly is." "Yeah." Butch says. "We're gonna be eatin' good tonignt. We're gonna sell you for some Dosh."

The butterfly then looks at Ghosty. "Hey. You there." "Wait, me?" "Yeah. Tell these guys...uh...why they can't do that." Yami looks at Ghosty. "Be careful." "Always am." Ghosty looks at the butterfly. "I'll deal with this." "Woah, slow down. I like your bravery, but it's best if we deal with these RUFFIANS in a civilized manner." Pierre starts talking. "Oh my. Now you have the audacity to label us like that." "Actually, I can use your help."

Ghosty pulls up his sleeves in case the situation escalates. "Oh boy. I can't watch." Yami says, going to a dress store to find something to wear.

"My friend, please go along with your day. We can handle this. Okay, nosy observer. I'll asks you once more to leave us be. This doesn't concern you." Ghosty's fist starts to twice. "Repeat that again. I'm what?" Butch starts to talk. "Now it's about to roughhouse. Time for some admission fee. Got any Dosh." Ghosty checks his pockets. "No." "What in? A kid walking around with no Dosh? This hobo and butterfly deserve each other."

Ghosty cracks his knuckle really loud. It sent a shiver down both their spines. "I could sell your clothes and still have no money." Ghosty blurts out. Butch backs away. "I thinks we gots to go. Learn your lesson. Get some Dosh." Both men leave, a bit scared.

Yami walks back, wearing a little green dress. "I saw what happened. Did you use your knuckle scare again?" "Yes, but it was for a good cause this time. I usually do it for dandelions and water." The butterfly starts to talk. "Thanks for the help. Ghosty, right? I owe you once. Thanks. I gotta get to the castle."

The butterfly leaves.