#1 Ikutsuki Stan Account · @Zugerujk
2nd Jul 2021 from TwitLonger
Crossed through Time: N10 x Reader
Chapter 1: Cities
[Authors Note: If you are a named character, just pretend thats someone else!!! TTYL <3]
“(Y/N), get out of here!!!” Those were the words trapped in your mind. You had Quantum Legs’d from Crookline Pier, into North Sleezeborough. You were fishing with your juvie friend, when you !sniffed Crookline. FOUR gangsters. Impassable odds. Your juvie friend decided they would distract the gangsters, and give you time to run away. You JUST arrived in North Sleezeborough, the busy streets holding a bunch of shitty college kids. FUCK college kids, I swear. But that gives you an idea - cower in NMS. Neo Milwaukee State sucks, but it’s only 20 seconds away. Fast enough to run from those four gangsters. You decide to go into NMS.
NMS is a barren place. You enter the dining hall, because it’s the closest place, and it’s completely empty. Campus food sucks, amirite? But in all likelihood, all of the students are likely using their dining passes on better food like Chipotle or Qdoba. But fuck Chipotle! Their food tastes like chocolate piss, they don’t have ANY decent vegetarian options, and their queso tastes like prolapsed ass. And they’re expensive, too! Thank god QDOBA cares for their customers. With impossible meat, cococola drink machines, and delicious queso, qdoba truly is the best of the best.
You sit down for some Schlotskys, a pretty yucky food place. However, with your slime, any food is good food. The only other option is !autocannibalize, and you’re too [INSERT RACE] to do that. So…. nah. The schlotskys comes - and it tastes like fried rubber, might I add - and goes, down your gullet, and into your slime-ridden body. You !slime, and realize you have 20 mega. Jeez! Time went by. You !sniff North Sleezeborough and, just as you suspected, there’s 4 gangsters there. You’ll have to spend the time at NMS until they go away.
Orgruddon floats into the NMS Food Court. Wow, your friend, why are they here? It’s fucking NMS. NOBODY comes here. “Hey, (Y/N), I see all those goons out there. Really sorry about them.” “No problem”, you reply. “It’s the usual for a NLACakaNM cool kid.” Orgruddon replies with “You know NMS has a computer lab, right? You might want to pass the time there.” “No, I didn’t,” you reply. With that, Orgruddon floats into the ground, probably going into the sewers. You check your gellphone and, yep, Soliss complained about losing slime. And after the fall of slimecorp, you NEED to get used to that. Haunting must be fun for ghosts 🙄. Thank god you always run Cole Blooded. Other people insult you, but you KNOW you’re right 😌.
You wander on over to the NMS computer lab. Surprisingly, there is not a single copy of No Man’s Sky in sight. You peruse the computers within the lab. You see Dan playing Minecraft… huh. You decide to sit down at a dingey one near the corner. What’s the deal with this? It’s kinda old… and it’s open to Cities: Skylines. There’s a Peach Crush at the desk, too. Odd. It looks like it hasn’t been touched in months....
You open up the save file of Cities: Skylines. It’s listed as NLACakaNM. It looks like a recreation of the city, but it’s… basically perfect. Crime has been eliminated. The water supply is perfect. Immigration and road management has been perfected. It’s practically the perfect city. And, as you inspect the city, you can see there were plans to expand into the Slime Sea. Whoever made this save file is an expert at city management! When… suddenly you hear a voice behind you.
“What are you doing at my pc, windbag?”
Chapter 2: Cross
[Author’s Note: This is from the other character’s perspective!!!!!!!! For a bit!!!!!]
You look down at your fucking laptop. You hate this shit! Slimecorp is such a piece of shit. They won’t let you download anything on this garbage except their own technology, and goddamn Slack. WTF even is slack? Laptops suck shit. You walk over to NMS, the shit place it still is. You remember back in your college days, when you had crazy parties with your buds. Shame they all moved out of the city, though you understand completely. You walk over to the computer lab and swing a chair over to the BEST FUCKING COMPUTER. This shitty one in the corner, where some sunlight reaches. There’s a pepsico-branded soda machine, that serves all varieties of sodas. Today, you decide on a Peach Crush, because why the fuck not? Fuck normal-ass sodas. This is a day for CITIES FUCKING SKYLINES, hell yeah. FUCK SimCity.
You open up the Windows 7 Desktop. The bootup sequence says the date - 3/12/21. Weird date. Shit happening at work. DOESNT MATTEr. You go and hover over Cities Skylines. You open it. A RUSH fills your bones. Time to hyper-optimize NLACakaNM. Figure out the IDEAL road management. Retrofit old districts with trains and raised power movers. GODDDDDDDDDDDD you love managing virtual cities.
You get a text on the company slack. “Okay N12 are you ready for the SHIPMENT. The SHIPMENT instructions.” “Lay em on me”, you text back. FUCK n12, I swear to god. Doesn’t even remember your fucking name! What a jizzsock. Ugh. “You have the ADDRESS. You make the drop off in the PATROL BLIND SPOT near PUBCRAWL. There’s a BUGGY that can make through the OUTSKIRTS. ALSO i bought a SPARE if you need GNAT’S help.” “No need,” you text back. “This whole setup is already too flashy.” You sigh at this bastard. Getting in the middle of YOUR GAME. “well, whatever i’ll get this through.” You flip your phone off and start powerwalking towards the pubcrawl. THat bastard wants you to do work. UGH. you’ve got your boring wife and kids to deal with, and now THIS? Wish the whores would die. Ugh. And N12 stole your Pineapple Fanta last week! You hate him SOOOOO MUCH! Ugh…………………..
You start walking. Dont really feel it. Ugh.
…
“What are you doing at my pc, windbag?” You see a big, buff man in front of you. You clearly started playing on HIS save file. But, wait… you recognize that face. It’s N10! The slimecorp exec who got killed MONTHS ago. “Holy shit… you’re N10…” N10 looks at you, clearly about to sock you with his muscled arm. “Yeah. Get out of my damn chair.” You practically leap out of the computer lab chair, before N10 slides into it and starts managing Cities Skylines NLACakaNM like an expert. Geez!
“Hey, N10? Um… aren’t you dead?” “Huh? Who said that? Who even are you?” You stand in place, still. N10 just asked for your name. “Um, it’s (Y/N).” “(Y/N). I like that”. Suddenly, you notice he seems really mad about the state of his city. N10 talks, saying “Hey, how long have you been managing my city? It’s fucking June.” “Oh, a couple dozen minutes,” you respond. “You’re doing a really good job,” he responds. You blush. “But… June? I need to check my Slack…”
You look at N10’s screen. The Slack doesn’t work.
“So… N10, sir? You got permanently killed, months ago.” He sits, shocked a second. “I’ve been dead for 3 months? But just moments ago I was on my way out of this very library.” “Well, N10, you’ve been dead.” He sits, shocked for a bit, but not ignoring his computer. It’s… kinda a mix of emotions. He has dread on his face, but is perfectly setting down roadways to manage traffic congestion. Insane. “So… catch me up on everything…”
“N10, you were killed by Goose outside of the Speakeasy on the 13th. And then super zucked by Goose. Meaning you were permanently, super, ultra dead. Then, a few days later, Slimecorp fell. Multiple Ns were zucked as well, like N4, N12, N13, etc. In addition, N1 ultra-died, along with Sherman. The moon also blew up. And then, a few days later, all this was announced on Live TV. Multiple suicides were noted - your family was among them.”
“My family?! My wife and daughter?! They killed themselves?!” N10 collapses in a pile of tears - while continuing to find the most efficient position for a police station on Cities Skylines. You… take a second. And you hug N10. Firm. Your left arm goes over his right shoulder, and your hand touches right below his left collarbone. You right arm goes under his left armpit, and your hand touches his left shoulder. The hug is firm, and long. “Thank you, Zug,” he says. “Whatever. I should be dead right now.” “That’s why I’m shocked,” you say.
You check the news for the list of zucked people, and stand shocked - N10 is no longer listed as Zucked. Instead, the name “Izzy” is listed. Suddenly, as if in a shock, the website updates, and “Dema” is listed. However, it’s listed as… 3 months ago? The website updates again. “Lily” is listed. The website updates once again. Suddenly, “N10” is listed again. You look to your right, and N10 is still there. He seems different though. Somehow less real. Less existent. “N10, do you feel any different?”
N10 looks over at you. Suddenly, he stops optimizing his city. “BITCH,” he screams. You see him collapse to the floor, his left hand suddenly crumbling into antislime. “(Y/N), I think someone’s messing with the timeline! I feel-” N10 throws up antislime, laying on the floor. “Stay here, N10! I’ll get help!!!” you scream. “Wait- I know who’s doing this,” N10 exclaims. “Goose. They hate Slimecorp.”
You call up Goose on your gellphone. You can see N10 in pain on the floor - his entire left arm now nothingness. You hold his hand. “This reminds me of Afghanistan. Fucking Bush…” Goose answers your gellphone call. Immediately, you scream, “Goose! WHERE ARE YOU!!!!” You hear laughing through the phone. “Oh… (Y/N), there’s nothing you can do. You’re next!!!” Suddenly, you drop your gellphone. Your right hand has disintegrated into antislime.
You feel your left arm becoming negaslime. “This hurts, (Y/N). Being zucked is surprisingly FUCKING PAINFUL.” You hear (Y/N) talk, though. “N10, I have an idea. What if we… go through the negaslime? Isn’t it linked to 3 months ago?” You think on (Y/N)’s idea. There’s no harm in trying…………..
You hold Zug’s hand incredibly firmly. Whether or not you succeed, means that you might never see (Y/N) again. Wow. On the count of 3, you both dive into a puddle of negaslime on the floor.
Chapter 3: Time
[Authors Note: Perspective switched last chapter! SRY!!!!!]
N10 and (Y/N) emerge from the negaslime. Looking through the NMS windows, the sky is an early midday colour. It turns out, (Y/N) was correct!
You notice a trail of footsteps leading out of the NMS computer lab. N10 sees his Peach Crush is missing. Hmm… OH! “N10, I’m 100% that’s past you going towards the speakeasy.” You see N10 nodding at you. You both start charging towards the speakeasy, but you fall over. Your right leg has disappeared! “N10! Wait! My right leg! It’s gone!” “(Y/N), wait a sec-” N10 hoists you over his shoulder with his right arm. N10 starts running towards the Speakeasy, taking you with him.
N10 powerruns out of North Sleezeborough in seconds, the shitty district that it is. He charges into Krak Bay, a much better district. The city street nearly crumbles under his booming legs. Within a minute, he’s in Downtown. Next, Green Light District. Finally, Vagrant’s Corner. In Vagrant’s Corner, you see N10 collide with his past-present self. All of a sudden, the two combine, becoming the fully-formed N10 in all his glory. He regains his left arm, and his vigor doubles in two. “GOOSE!” he screams. “THIS IS AMATEUR STUFF!”
Goose is over at the Speakeasy, having already killed and zucked Lily and Izzy. Looks like they’re beyond saving. Goose looks over at N10 and (Y/N), pointing the revolver at them. “Looks like you found out. Can’t let that happen.” You scream at Goose, “You bastard! You’re causing a rift in the timeline! You’re destroying people!” Goose simply laughs. “You’ve already foiled my plans for Dema and Org by coming here....... I’m going to zuck both of you.” N10 pulls out his trusty Nail Bat. He knew he’d have it. “You’re not gonna zuck either me or (Y/N). It’s over for you, Goose. Give it up.”
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Goose fired off a potshot at N10. It missed, horribly. 5 bullets left in the revolver. N10 charged towards Goose, using his beefy legs to charge a large distance. Goose let off another bullet, but N10 was fast enough to drag a bystander in front of him. Using the bystander as a shield, N10 continued charging at Goose. Goose fired two more bullets into the bystander before N10 had fully reached him. 2 bullets left. Goose pointed the revolver straight at N10, before firing. Directly into his right arm. N10 flinched for a second, before ramming his Nail Bat directly into Goose’s neck. Thank god N10 was left-handed! Goose flew a good 5 feet, before instantly getting back on to his feet. Aiming the revolver, Goose let off one more shot. N10 was hit in the hip, falling over. Goose started reloading his revolver.
You start charging towards Goose. You grab N10’s Nail Bat from his hand, before leaping towards Goose. You charge your left arm into Goose, causing them to be launched feet into the air. Suddenly, you feel a bullet hit your shoulder. You collapse onto the floor. You sit for a second, thinking that you failed. You were going to be zucked. You would no longer exist.
Suddenly, N10 appears above you. You can see his face, smiling. “You did good, (Y/N).”
N10 grabs the Nail Bat from your hands, before leaping into the air. You blink, and suddenly you see N10 launching Goose across the sky into the side of a building. As Goose falls to the ground, you see N10 rummage around Goose’s pocket, before finding a syringe. “Perfect,” N10 exclaims. You see N10 inject the zucking syringe into Goose. Within moments, Goose is zucked. N10 looks towards you. “We did it!!!”
You and N10 run towards eachother and hug. As you do, you realize your right arm has returned. You both restored the timeline! Suddenly, you see the past start to dissolve around you. The outside of the speakeasy slowly transitions to NMS, presumably in the modern day. There’s a game of Cities: Skylines going on in the background. And you and N10 are hugging, heads on each-other’s shoulders. You made it. You’re both alive. N10 is okay.
Chapter 4: Escape
[Author’s Note: The art took a while!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So thax for all the love!!!!!!!!!! This 1 will B short becuz i am in the hopital. Dont worry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Jus appendicitis :P]
You jump back on Cities: Skylines. You two were gone for about 10 minutes, and your city is experiencing a cholera outbreak. FUCK! You swear out your nonexistent mayor, and start fixing the water supply. “Hey, N10?” (Y/N) speaks from across the room. “Are you, like, shocked at all?” “No, (Y/N). Crazier shit has happened. It’s SLIMECORP, for fucks sake. Ugh, wtf do you even want.” You dig back into your Cities Skylines game. (Y/N) is sweet, but geez, are they annoying at times.
“Hey, N10? I could still use your help.” You whip around to see Zug’s face. “There’s some gangsters outside, hunting me. Could we clear them out?” You light a cigarette. You like smashing gangsters. It’s fun as hell. “Sure.”
…
You walk towards the entrance of NMS. There’s 4 gangsters stationed outside; Frog and Soliss among them. “Hey, N10? Do you have any weapons?” N10 hands you Goose’s revolver from 3 months ago, which is actually from a few minutes ago. You load it with bullets from a few minutes ago, which is actually from 3 months ago. It’s WEIRD how time works. But you ignore it! On the count of 3, you’re gonna fire at Frog. N10 is gonna take out the other 3 gangsters with his nail bat, while you act as a distraction. On 3. 1. 2. 3.
You FIRE your revolver at Fara. It hits him SQUARE in the eyeball. His eyehole sprays slime around EVERYWHERE. Terrifying. Slimetastic. But that’s besides the point! You distract the gangsters perfectly. Frog is laying on the floor, and Soliss and the others start to run at you! FUCK! But, wait. That’s part of the plan, right? N10 leaps from the entrance of NMS towards the gangsters and clobbers the two non-Soliss bitches RIGHT to death. Zink! Soliss dodges out of the way, and tries to throw nearby debris at N10 to distract him, but it’s no use. N10 brings down the nail bat HARD on Soliss. Another death.
N10 takes a syringe out of his jacket pocket. Hmm!!!! He swiped the Zuck Syringe from Goose! N10 injects the syringe into both Fara and Soliss. Within moments, both are permanently dead. They will never be bothering you again.”Wow, N10. I… I didn’t think you’d be brave enough to zuck them like that.” “Why not, Zug?” “Well, I mean, it’s a big deal.” N10 sits you down and explains that he hates gangsters. Like, REALLY hates gangsters. But, as always, you hug. You and N10 love each other alot, and don’t let small arguments get in your way.
“So, (Y/N), wanna go get some dinner?” N10 grabs your hand with his firm, muscled hand. His hands are a bit calloused, but gentle at the same time. His strong grip feels natural in your hand. You two walk toward the Green Cake Cafe, excited to get some dinner with eachother. Soak in the evening wind, feel the NLACakaNM sun shine on your face, eat biscuits and have tea (except N10 brings his Pineapple Fanta 🙄). Have a romantic evening together. And you do. And how it goes? Well… That’s for you to find out!!!!!!