What The Luck!?

Asher followed while thinking about his own luck. Everyone wanted to take the arcade for all it had in tickets. "Hey, should we really be doing this?" He wasn't sure if it was really heroic that they would be doing this. If he took the arcade for all they had then it would be exactly what a swindler and villain would do. 

"No one has gotten the mystery prize. We win the tickets and discover what the mystery is. We don't have to take it. But at the same time, we won't touch any other prize so that we don't take anything from anyone else. We can even offer the prize to someone else." Art felt the same about the prize and using luck to get the prize easily. 

"Oh yeah, we don't really need the prize. Just the answer as to what it is. The curiosity is the worst part.. Plus we are going to have fin plating the games anyways." Louis didn't care for the prize either. He figured he would even give away the tickets if he had to to make it happen. He preferred the prizes to just be more games to play. 

"You all know it is normal to use super powers when playing the games right?" Sammy pointed at the arcade entrance where someone was using telekinesis in a claw machine. "They make the games even harder s that those who use their super powers can't easily win that way." The claw machine shut its prize door blocking the blue teddy bear from being put through without using the claw. "See?" 

The group realized that they had just thrown themselves in to a moral conundrum as they walked for nothing. They knew that this was the way the games were made and that not having them this way would be foolish of the arcade owners and game makers. "We might need to study more…" No one disagreed with Jackson when he said this. He was right. They should study more common sense. 

After they had all realized that Ashers' super power might not give them the advantage that they thought it would. The games were made to be challenging no matter what the super power. The luck boost might give Asher the edge but that was just evening the playing field. He would have to use skill nonetheless. 

Once the group stepped in to the arcade they were slammed with the sounds of machines dininging and voices shouting. There were balls rolling and milk bottles falling. The metal ball in an arcade bouncing from side to side causing multiple points to rack up on the game all invaded their senses. 

"Alright, divide and conquer!" Cara made the call and everyone started to move as if they were on a life or death mission. 

Asher chose to follow Art and found that he was at a pinball machine. They lined the entrance as one of the most played games and Art had the look of desire filling his eyes. "These are my favorite games. They can do anything at any time and even have a multi ball madness mode when you hit certain pins on the top." Asher had first thought Art was going here because he was trying to manipulate the metal ball for an easy win and points. 

However, Asher was wrong. The moment the game started with the token Art put in, he saw the skills. Art was an expert of sending the metal ball from side to side to hit the targets that lit up. It was all about timing and force. "I never knew you were this good at pinball. How much have you played?' 

"Well, before I was old enough to have a phone with games on it my parents didn't let us do anything but learn and go to school. It was how they were raised and how they raised us. But they eventually broke and got me a pinball machine for my Christmas present. I played it every single day after school for a year until I got my cellphone." Art even looked away as he spoke to Asher. The in ball continued to be hit and went right at the targets. "I am going to take the high score on each of these machines and get the high score prize on them. I'll link up later." Art focused back up as the first multi ball mode started. 

Leaving him Asher moved toward a very loud area that seemed to be shaking a little every few minutes. "Oh my god. It's the mole slam game! I haven't played this since I was little." Asher stopped for a moment as he watched the row of moving moles trying to avoid the soft plush hammer that got the player points. 

"Ha! Too slow! You pests will give me all the points!" The maniacal laughter echoing around the area and over the sound of points rising was all too familiar. 

Asher looked to his right to find that Laura was moving at crazy speeds to hit as many moles as soon as they popped up. She wasn't just playing one game she was playing three in a row with the same plush hammer. There was a moment that Asher wanted to step in and stop her from making a fool of herself but he couldn't do it. She had already attracted a crowd and instead of finding her weird, the crowd was instead, cheering her on. Even four staff members were behind her shouting for her to break the record and max out the machine's point counter. 

Slowly Asher stepped away from the scene and pretended he had not seen it. He felt that if he joined he would somehow end up pulled in to a craziness he was not prepared for. 

"Of all the people to play a gun game. You?" When Asher had turned around he had found that Jackson was facing off against zombies. 

"This game has a very involved story line. The world ends and the people destroy the planet and all the greenery that keeps the planet alive. I'm the last survivor and my goal is to wipe out the zombies and grow the new world. I will bring back the gardens." The words that came from Jacksons' mouth made Asher wonder just how gullible he was. 

The two identical gun games were spouting the same robotic voice saying that the player is saving the world from zombies and will plant a new future. It was the perfect kind of game to snatch Jacksons' attention. He was very good at it too. "The game is really simple. If I pull this plastic trigger it shoots a laser and boom the game registers my shots. Do you think they realize that someone with the best of the best eyesight and reflexes can easily win though?" 

"Well, you happen to have those but I am looking it up now and apparently the mid point boss is invincible." Asher was wondering why none of the games showed a score past the fifth round. The reason was clearly written online. The game had a cheat as a halfway point boss and it was technically impossible. No one had been able to pull off the win. "There is a way to win but it says it's impossible. 

"Don't tell me. If I lose this round I will try one more then move on." Jackson was not going to win because of a spoiler. He was having too much fin on his mission to save the virtual world. 

With a laugh, Asher left Jackson to his mission. He really could not understand how Jackson was so set on the game but also had the feeling that f the world did end, Jackson would end up with a farm that covered all of the world in a few days. 

Wandering through the arcade was more fin than Asher realized. There were too many games for him to choose from and every single look gave him another option. So far he was avoiding the skill games like the basketball throw or the darts. Those were more reliant on his skills than luck and he wanted to make sure h played to his strength. Yet, when he started to hear a very loud and high pitched pop song he was attracted to it to at least take a look. 

"D-d-d-dance! Round five! Speed round! Extra encore song unlocked!" The announcer's voice from the machine rang out as another pop song started at a double pace from the first Asher had seen. When he walked up to the machine he found a blinking and bright arrow pattern on the floor while a screen was projecting what patterns to follow with the players' feet. 

Yet, this was not the most surprising part of the game. Actually, the game was completely normal for an arcade. The odd part was the hooded figure that was playing the game too perfect. "Foot work is paying off! I want the hidden track at round eight!" Louis was currently matching the steps perfectly and owning the dance game. 

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