Life Is Strange—gameplay fiction Pt-9 | Once Again, Victoria

Life Is Strange is the story of the 18-year-old photography student, Max Caulfield. She can rewind time is the core idea of the game, and there's a lot of interesting scenarios to describe. It's both include her relationship struggles and the other external adventures.

Here I am converting it into a fictional story, there's plenty of moments which words can't describe. So I will be narrating the story with a little bit differently. The plot and incidents will be the same. Some dialogues and some other small stuff will be changed to make it a better one to read. This will be a series, where each post comes as each chapter.

The header image is from here, and all other images are screenshots taken from the game.

She started walking with lots of thoughts on mind, everything was in a chaotic state. Her reality is now merged with lots of dreams she sees. Time travelling doesn't feel like a funny thing now, it feels like there is some kind of a responsibility bounded upon her. Max feels like she is responsible for the adversities happening around her, more than that she couldn't bear this reality. When she comes back from each dream it feels like she has come from some other life, Someone else's life which she couldn't forget.

She could see the hostel building in the distance, so her damn thoughts started fading away. It's more now about getting inside. She walked towards the front side of the hostel. She could see some of her friends sitting in front of the path.

"Oh look, It's Max Caulfield, the selfie ho of Blackwell. What a lame gimmick Even Mark–Mr. Jefferson-falls for you waif hipster bullshit. " It was Victoria, she started teasing Max. Max had a lot in her mind to reply to her. But it felt like it ain't a good time to talk. She was with her friends, so even if Max had good replies it will disaster.

Max tried to walk towards the door, but they tried to put her away.

"No paparazzi allowed".

That's what they said when she tried to walk towards the door. She knew that it isn't a good idea to stay there more. She walked towards the side. There was sunny light spread around the front yard. It feels like again a magical evening. She could get a little bit of happier in this climate, but her happiness was so much laid upon these small things now. She couldn't even find an idea of what she was doing here.

There was a ladder later on the wall. It was Samuel's, it's the painter who was painting the upper wall. There was a bucket below the ladder, it was filled with paint. She saw Samuel coming from the storeroom. He came and took the bucket and started going up. He slowly went up and hooked up the bucket near the iron bar on the side. She looked at all these processes. She kind of a felt like there was something she could do to Victoria. Her eyes started focusing on the idea of doing something. She could feel a change around her now, she isn't excited now. It's more like she wanted that change.

The peculiar orange light came again, she could feel the clouds changing its colours. She is now forcing herself to make a change. In Max's eyes, one could see that face revenge and anger. She had set something in her mind. The things around her now going back, Samuel is not anymore anywhere up above in the Ladder. The bucket is now below the ladder. It's there and she walked towards the bucket. She knew that what she has to do.

She touched the handle of the bucket and put that to the side. It's now more slippery. That will be something helpful for her. She stayed a little bit away from the ladder for a few minutes. She waited for Samuel to come, she saw him coming out of the Storeroom. He came and look at the ladder and took the paint bucket. He is now ascending on the ladder. As he reached the peak, he hooked the bucket to the side.

As she expected Victoria and her friends are now standing below the ladder. Max saw that bucket shaking above her. She knew that it could fall any minute now. After a few shakes it went down, the handle slipped. The bucket reached the floor and the white paint splashed to Victoria's dress. It became a little mess, Victoria started freaking out. Samuel went down to the floor, he came down to look at the situation.

Samuel tried to explain the situation to Victoria, she wasn't any way ready to hear the and excuses. Her friends told Samuel to get away from her, they shook their hands in a go away direction put him away from the situation. Victoria started freaking out towards her friends also. They also knew that it's hard to control her at this kind of situation. They told her that they are going to get a towel and they left to find one.

At this situation, Max felt it's a good time to talk with Victoria. She's sitting in the steps in the front side. She sat there and looked at her dress. She is depressed and seems like a little bit hurt, Max walked towards her.

[story continues]