Hello, dear Patrons, and welcome to yet more Skyrim fanfiction! I know, I know; but don’t worry! I’m getting Diablo III so that will probably distract me from my current obsession with Skyrim. Maybe.
And in a stark contrast to the last offering, this one not only doesn’t make your eyes scream in agony, but it is actually fairly entertaining despite all the red flags the summary raises.
Speaking of the summary…
A teenager awakens in Skyrim and cannot wait to experience this whole new reality. A look into what might actually happen if a modern teenaged player found themselves in the game of Skyrim.
I know, this looks like yet another fanfic where the plucky young protagonist Stu/Sue gets drawn into a source material via some method that is never adequately explained – and it is. Just not in the way you’re thinking.
You’ll see what I mean. On to the fic!
A Teen in Skyrim
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A teenager awakens in Skyrim and cannot wait to experience this whole new reality.
A Teen in Skyrim
Gee, I wonder what the title of the fic is?
It’s funny the first things that race through your mind as you drift away from the land of dreams.
I assume that’s a fancy way of referring to the process of waking up; usually the only thing I’m thinking about when I wake up is how to coordinate the removal of several sleeping cats from my person with as little blood loss as possible so I can finally get out of bed and switch off the frickin’ alarm clock on the other side of the room.
It was like some kind of weird checklist: male, eighteen and destined to remain unemployed because the Americans decided to show off their stellar intellectual reputation by giving loans to people they knew couldn’t pay them back thereby poisoning the Global Economy; or so my Dad ranted after he was made redundant a year back.
Which totally sounds like something a barely coherent eighteen year old American male would be thinking at whatever-o’clock in the morning.