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YCM City: The Third Admin


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Oh, so it's only for the fic. Gotcha.
And I don't know if you know this or not, but due to drama, Creator might not be coming back. I dunno how you're gonna include that in the fic, but it's just something to consider.

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[quote name='Thar Ablaze' timestamp='1343091239' post='5986876']
From what I heard, Chaos, yes. Something about drama and Desu blindly choosing sides or something.
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I honestly hope that isn't the case, Thar.

But back to the chapter. Striker, anxiously waiting for the 3rd installment...and try to add more info on the said turf war between the clubs. For example, what clubs are in an alliance and whatnot.

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Suggestion, Striker.

Don't update all of your chapters into the OP, it'll get cluttered EXTREMELY fast.

Instead of posting the full chapters in the OP, just post them in the NewChapterBump Post and link to it in the OP. Believe me, it will save you a lot of time and effort.

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[quote name='~Renegade~' timestamp='1343069533' post='5986476']Conflict between Roxas and Icy was pretty amusing.[/quote]

I'm not sure whether it's funny or sad that it's actually pretty accurate.

This is an interesting story so far. I like the concept of YCM fics, so I look forward to seeing where this goes.

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[spoiler=Chapter Three: A Glimpse Into a Broken Man]

The next morning finally came and the buzz about the new admin was still evident. Citizens throughout the city were setting up beautiful decorations colored in the traditional red, gold, and silver that grace the seal of YCM City. Each part of the city decorated this way, except C/O Square. In the square, clubs decorated their own clubs with their own colors, symbolizing the independent and mafia-like atmosphere of the section and the distance it was trying to create from the new admin in case anything happened that would jeopardize their heritage.

Afternoon came along and Striker was setting up the Treehouse’s lakefront for the ensuing party that would result from the new Admin’s arrival: making him a target of the other clubs in the process.

“While everyone else worries about the security of their respective clubs, I’ll position myself and my Treehouse so that I can prosper” thought Striker as he set up the portable tables and chairs on the lakeside beach. “I’ve always been an opportunist when it comes to situations like this, and this situation is no different. I’ll make sure that I’m at the right place at the right time. Who knows, I may be rewarded for my effort.”

Striker has considered himself the ideal opportunist ever since he stepped into the City. Though, he has always been at the wrong place at the wrong time for every occasion. In fact, he was almost run out of the city on multiple occasions. While he wasn’t the same person he was back then, glimpses of this still came out and continuously reminded people of his past. And as much as he hated to admit it, he was a broken man. A broken man who has done almost everything in his power just to get people to like him.

“I have to play my cards right if I’m going to get far,” he continued thinking to himself as he finished setting up the beach. “This may be my only chance and I have to make it count. Though, I still wish I didn’t have to hold extravagant parties just to bring people in. I wish people would come because they wanted to be around me. Oh well, it is what is it and that cannot change no matter how hard I try. What matters right now is the future. That is something I can change.”

Striker was drenched in sweat from the hot sun, but he knew he wasn’t done setting up. He went inside the Treehouse and unpacked a box of dark brown and green decorations. The decorations were mainly streamers, but he also had fancy table covers and plenty of other decorations to make his Treehouse stand out. He had pride in his Treehouse. In his mind, it was his greatest contribution to the city. Besides, the Treehouse needed a new look anyway and the new Admin gave him the perfect excuse to do so. He spent a good hour working on his decorations, making sure everything was in the right spot. Afterwards, he headed upstairs to take a desperately needed relaxation bath: one he had been neglecting to take for a while due to the fast pace nature of his business.

Almost everything was business-like to Striker. He conducted himself in a proper manner, trying to avoid unneeded conflict whenever possible, though drama always followed him. He rarely spoke what was on his mind, preferring to keep his emotions in check though it was inevitable that his emotions would come out in an uncontrollable manner, such as the case on a few notable occasions. His relaxation baths gave him the freedom to be his own person without being judged.

“Ah, I really needed this,” he thought as he got settled in his bath. “Things have been too stressful for me lately. It’s nice that I finally have the chance to unwind and worry about nothing.”

Though, those carefree feelings didn’t last long. As with past occasions, thoughts concerning the lack of any true friends came to him.

“Not again. Why must I turn to sadness and despair every time I’m alone? Why can’t I be happy for a long period of time? I’m a successful citizen of the city who runs one of the most popular clubs and yet I’m always alone. Why must I be so broken? I know I’ve done a lot of crap, but I don’t deserve all of this. I guess this is the price I must pay for all the crap I pulled. Some days I just wish I someone to share my life with. Though, I don’t anyone would want me and my brokenness. Why must life be so cruel?”

Striker then cried in the bath for twenty minutes while these thoughts continued to cycle in his mind. After those twenty minutes, he got out of the bath, dried himself, and put on his nicest suit. His suit was dark brown with a dark green tie- matching the colors of his Treehouse- with 18 karat gold cufflinks. He also had dark brown leather shoes to compliment his suit. He liked to advertise his Treehouse whenever possible, and the new Admin’s arrival would give him much needed exposure.

“Oh my, I’m going to be late!” thought Striker as he picked up his watch from his bathroom counter. “I need to get out of here now!”

He rushed downstairs, grabbing his suitcase in the process. He then hurried towards his BMW, got into it, and headed towards General for the coming of the Third Admin.

“The time has finally come. Let’s see what fate has in store for all of us” thought Striker as he drove out of the sight of the Treehouse. He was only going to the new Admin’s arrival for business. Within his suitcase were plans that could change the fate of YCM forever. Once again, Striker was attempting to seize another opportunity. This time, he thought, he would not fail. This time, he would make his mark. He knew he could not fail for his very reputation would be in danger if the rest of C/O Square found out what he was up to. This, he thought, was an opportunity he had to take. And to him, nothing is more dangerous than someone willing to lose everything to fill the hole in his heart.[/spoiler][b][font=Arial][size=4][background=transparent] [/background][/size][/font][/b]

Overdue third chapter is overdue. Hope you guys enjoy. ^^

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[quote name='Spike the Bloody' timestamp='1355453467' post='6092570']
I really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really like this. It's quite different from the normal YCM fics, and I love how you portray the staff and different members.
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None of the YCM fics including this one compare to Trio of DEF.

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[quote name='Nathanael Darius Striker' timestamp='1355454907' post='6092611']
Do you think I'm trying to top Trio of DEF? I know I can't match Fuse's writing style, so shh.
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Hey whoa, did I say you were contesting? Nope.

I'm just saying: If Spike wanted to read something similar to this, then he/she could read DEF, which I just happen to have copied on Word and can send to him/her.

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