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Fun-loving, courageous redhead with her life still ahead of her. Max HP 50, stamina 20. Stamina magic can be unlocked later. Main quest? Opened. Press A to select Anna. ELSA Reserved, gentle, compassionate platinum blonde who keeps to herself. Max HP 20, stamina 60. Healing magic can be unlocked later. Main quest? Open. Press B to select Elsa. KRISTOFF Sarcastic, witty, intelligent ice-harvester whose best friend is a reindeer. Max HP 60, stamina 15. No magic to be unlocked without upgrades. Main quest? Currently closed. Press X to select Kristoff. These are all the characters you currently have unlocked. Who would you like to play as? ↳ B Error code 101-8200. We're sorry, but something has gone wrong. Please try again later.

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   It had to happen sometime. 

  At one point or another, one curious child would jam their grubby fingers on the "B" button, the one that symbolized Elsa's existence, her life. It did not happen often – perhaps once every other month or so, out of curiosity, she supposed. Why would anyone choose Elsa? This was, as the plaque above the screen portrayed, a medieval fantasy RPG, centric around fighting. An upcoming war – two sisters and an ice harvester climbing to the top of the mountain, presumably to protect the former's family fortune or something, but running into the soldiers along the way. It was a player-choice destiny game, so there were multiple different outcomes – whether Elsa, Anna, and Kristoff actually got away, or if they joined the opposing army, or if they were captured and killed early on. The player played as one character and was followed, as computer controlled characters, by the two others. If players played the game long enough, they could unlock more characters they could play as, and could unlock Kristoff as a character they could play the main quest as – as it stood, he was just merely for side quests until the sisters ran into him on their quest – but it was an immersive game, and this was an arcade. No one stayed near them for long, and no one touched the screen for long, save for a few repeats that did a code to get them to their point in a story before even sitting down.

   But her glitch was getting worse, conceal it as she try. No matter how many times she attempted to swallow back... time after time... the game around her froze, and spluttered, and refused to move forward, granting only her access that she wished not to have.

   It was time to stop. To cease this ridiculous back and forth. Soon, someone would get seriously hurt.

   Someone's pixels would freeze and never reanimate.

   It could be Anna's.

   There was already a problem with the consistency of her hair from too many times of being frozen and recreated. And as Elsa stared at her younger sister after work one day, tucked in in her bed – she knew what she had to do.

   There was an area of the North Mountain where pixels hardly formed, where none of the broad company involved in her game could move, breathe, exist, beyond Elsa. 

   She would hide away there.

   The game would be safe from her. The children would be safe from her.

    "Is that so? And who, may I ask, is this someone?"

Calhoun was fed up with trying to bake things for Felix, and it always ending in disaster. That is why, she one day decided to make it known to Felix, and whether he liked it or not, he was going to teach her how to bake.

{{This is probably going to be pretty random and horrible so I apologize. xD}}

Tamora and Felix were on their way to talk to someone of great importance about some issues that have been going on in Litwak’s Arcade. Nothing major, just a few people game-jumping too often, or some people that were feeling a bit bad about themselves. Simple things like that. However, they couldn’t think of anyone to help with the problems aside from the man they were visiting. He was basically the one everyone looked up to. He was powerful, plus his game was undoubtfully one of the most popular.

As Felix and his wife entered Game Central Station, he looked up at her. “You don’t think we’ll be too much of a bother do ya?” He asked worridly.

“You worry too much, short fry.” Tamora smirked back at him. “He’s obviously a very important man. Especially in the world of video games. But from what I hear he’s also a pretty nice guy. So it shouldn’t be a problem. And if he thinks we’re botherin’ him, I’ll give him something that’ll bother him.” She concluded with a nod.

“Oh my, well hopefully it won’t have to come to that.” Felix shook his head.

The two then continued on through the station until they got to the tram they were looking for. 

“Ladies first,” Felix said, while gesturing his dynamite gal to go on before him.

As the two sat on the tram they discussed this man they were going to see. Would he like them? Hate them? Would he be too busy to see them? Would he be out on a mission of some sort? They hoped not. They needed his advice, for the sake of the arcade.

As they exited into the game they saw a silhouette of a man. It was obviously who they were looking for.

“Well, this is it.” Calhoun noted.

The arcade had just closed and Tamora could't have been happier. Although she greatly enjoyed her job, she couldn't help but smile at the thought of the day being over, so she could go meet up with her husband, Felix. Today she was going to meet him in Grand Central Station, since they hadn't decided what exactly they wanted to do yet. They would usually hang out in Niceland, or visit Vanellope in Sugar Rush, or go to Tapper's or something like that. Calhoun wasn't sure what she felt like doing so she thought she'd ask her special little man.