Does This Mean Everyone is Siblings? [Tutorial]

Laguna honestly didn't know what she was expecting, but it certainly wasn't a strange man sitting inside of her home. Their home? The game really expected them to just believe this was normal. A very strange turn of events.

"O-oh! Uh, hello!" She called out, an excited grin on her face. "I take it, this is Mom's Hous-"

Before she could even finish her words, the Mother character walked into the room. She seemed so... real. So emotional, so passionate. For the briefest moment, she swore that had to have been a real person. The tears alone broke her heart.

"Oh... Uh, Mom? Don't cry!" She'd fully step into the house. Her every step was a bit wobbly, clearly fighting to keep her balance. Despite her unsure gait, Laguna continued to smile softly all throughout. "It's alright! I'll uh, call? All the time. And come back home whenever I can!"

"Oh, I know, but I'm still going to miss you!" Mother replied, wiping away her tears as the pie was promptly placed down upon the table. "You just sit down dearie! I'll be right back!" And as quickly as she arrived, the woman hustled back through the house. Presumably to grab the same gift she gave every trainer before they start, their own running shoes.

Laguna blinked, completely stunned for a few moments. She'd finally turn to her fellow new player, speaking as she rather unceremoniously flopped into the chair. "Is this, always how it goes? Are we like... siblings? Is that the lore? Also uh, hi! I'm Laguna."

Dissuade game-dating? As if that would stop anyone. Regardless, she laughs along with Lucky and smiles as he introduces himself. "Well, I would hope I'm going on an adventure! That's part of the whole game, isn't it?"

Mom came back into the room, her cheeks stained with just that bit more tears that she had clearly wiped away before she returned. "Oh, goodness I remember when you were just babies! And now my dears are traveling the world." She spoke, a shoebox casually in her hands.

She'd set the box down to hug Lucky as he left, before turning to face Laguna. "Oh, if your father was only here to see you now... He'd be so proud of you." A look of sorrow crossed her face, "And do, please steer clear of quicksand... I couldn't stand to lose you too, I'd-"

"Alright, alright, I get it Mom. I'll be careful." Laguna would stand up, hugging the sad woman herself. Of course, she did suddenly begin to worry. Quicksand wasn't even remotely scary in real life, movies and video games only made it scary... But this was a game. "I'm gonna meet Lucky outside, okay?"

After a flurry of packing away the pie Laguna hadn't eaten into a small tin for the future, tying her own brand new shoes, and being given just a little too much advice about how to survive being swallowed by the earth, she finally made it outside. As Laguna took her first few steps out the door, her steps were clearly unbalanced. Her arms wobbled back and forth a bit as she strode forwards.

"So uh, hey... There isn't like, quicksand everywhere, is there?" Laguna would suddenly ask, seemingly out of nowhere. "Just a thought. But anyway, uh, how long have you been playing? I'm not afraid to admit, I spent like, hours in the character creator." As if her blue hair and elegantly cute outfit didn't attest to that fact already.

She blinked in surprise. Alluvial fanning? Whoever this person was in real life, they were clearly very smart! Even still, he agreed that quicksand in video games was seemingly just, plopped into places. "Yeah, well, Mom seemed concerned, that's all."

The rings of light appeared, almost like some old-fashioned racing game, and she couldn't help but get excited. Her legs were still wobbly from general balance issues, but running was something different. Your body would be constantly in motion, constantly falling forwards. No matter how complex simply standing seemed, running excited her.

"Last one there is a rotten poffin!" And with that, Laguna rushed off as fast as her legs could carry her.

Her running gait was hilariously bad, her arms fighting for balance as she'd misstep every now and then, stumbling forwards, but she always managed to pick herself back up. It seemed the less she actively thought about it, and just did it, her long-lost muscle memory would simply take effect. She was clearly running with every single ounce of energy she had, the thought to even reserve her energy not even conceptualized yet.

Her giggles and excited laughter could clearly be heard echoing through the small starter city with every step.