Name That Quakefish!
A bizarre set of circumstances lands YOU with a chance
to snag some GameSpy gear!
The cab dropped me off in a run-down section of Tokyo. The
stranger that had driven me here sped off before I had a chance
to close the car door. I took a long look at the building
that stood before me, even as it seemed to crumble at my feet.
Surely this could not be my final destination, the source
of all that I had been searching for... ?
Undaunted, I shook my doubts from my head, and approached
the entrance. However, as I reached for the handle, the door
opened. A beautiful Japanese lass, wearing a kimono that would
look utterly plain on anyone else, smiled at me. "We've been
expecting you," she said in calm but not quite fluent English.
"Come this way."
I entered, pausing to remove my shoes at the door. The girl
led me to a back room, where a wizened old man sat with a
small black box.
"I know why you're here," he said even before I fully entered
the room. I opened my mouth to reply, but he continued. "I
know why you've been travelling the globe. I know why you've
hunted down every major online player in the world. I know
why you've spent countless hours of research and a small fortune.
I know why you've been restless, and why every night you sit
in bed wondering when your skillz will be complete. You've
been searching for something."
I nodded my head slowly. "The Quakefish."
"Well, my dear boy, your searching has at last come to an
end." He held out the box.
With hands trembling, I accepted the box. Upon touching it,
my entire body surged with tremendous energy, much like the
power rush an Arena gladiator must receive upon grabbing the
Quad. I knew then that my search was over.
I began to reach for my wallet, but the old man raised his
hand. "I ask for no payment. However, by accepting the Quakefish,
you accept a great responsibility. There exist one in your
inner circle who would cause great pain to others if he were
to obtain the Quakefish."
"shaithis?" I asked.
The old man thought for some time. "No, but do remind your
friend Fargo to seek me out soon," he replied. "I refer instead
to your long-time fisticuff rival."
"Spyke!" I shouted. A long time ago, we had both trained
at the Olde Skul Academy of Quaking. However, a bitter rivalry
had forced us to walk separate paths in life. Fate, it seemed,
was not without a sense of humor, as it paired the two of
us together again, at PlanetQuake. It was all the fellow staffers
could do to keep our bloodshed penned up inside the Gauntlet
and the Arenas Eternal. We were the Ryu and Ken of the Quake
"Yes," the old man nodded. "Terrible things will befall this
world if Spyke should obtain the Quakefish. You must take
great care not to let this power fall into evil hands."
"I will, sir," I bowed respectfully.
"Very good. Now go forth, and use the power of the Quakefish
for good." I rose and began my way out of the building. As
I passed out the doorway of the room, the old man called out.
"One more thing!"
I stopped, and turned around.
"Give the Quakefish a worthy name," he smiled.
Puzzled, I turned around and left.
Next: What's in a name?