Sweet jesus, right after stepping out of the door I'm in the middle of a plaza full of people walking all over the place. I take a moment to try and ignore the people around me moving about, but god they are all being so loud, and it's congested here to the point that I'm legitimately being shoved every which way.
[You have been given temporary directions to -World Access Redeeming and Purchasing- Follow the system directions!]
I guess it's time to pretend to be a functional human being and blend in with the crowd. I gently integrate myself with one of the streams of people that seem to be heading in the same direction so I hopefully can get there, I try to keep track of the buildings and scenery that surround me, but I find myself pushed deep into the crowd of people.
After a few minutes, I suddenly hear a voice speak to me, "Hey, Listen!" I look up and see the very familiar glowing blue ball with wings, making me reflexively wince. I then see a gap in the crowd and work my way out as easily as I can, thankfully without hitting anyone with an elbow. After it saw me get out safely it went up into my face, "Hey! Listen to me!"
Where's my gun at? If this is going to be how it's going to be here then I want a gun, any gun that way I can take as many mother fuckers out with me and then myself. "I'm listening to you, what do you want?"
The little bastard just scoffed at what I said, "I was sent to go and direct you to WARP, but you decided to go off on your own, well I guess it's not too bad since you were going in the right direction."
I put my hand up, "Hold on, warp? What's warp?" Is that what those glowy white door things are? Warping?
Navi then sighs and responds to me, "WARP is short for World Access Redeeming and Purchasing. It is supposed to be straight forward for an acronym, but well there are a select few people that don't get it right away."
I can feel my eye twitch. All my years playing games online has not helped my temper, and to think that I used to be so passive. "Alright well can you lead the way?" The sooner I can get away from this guy the better for me and my mental health.
It bobs up and down before responding, "Sure can! Also, stay close to me if you want to get there faster, the way you were doing it, well it wasn't bad but they would have eventually turned right up there instead of left so they could get to... you know what forget about it. Follow me!"
I begin following Navi who actually seems to know how to maneuver me around all this foot traffic, which is surprising given that she is like the size of the palm of my hand. While walking around I couldn't help but be amazed at everything around me, things I've seen in videogames, anime, and movies were here. I've seen Leon Kennedy, Edward Elric, and I saw a few different versions of Bruce Willis. This is one weird ass heaven. Like who would willingly make themselves look like Bruce Willis?
I mean I'd go and pick someone like Ryan Gosling if I had the choice... speaking of which there's a Gosling! Oh shit and there's the Iron Giant working in the distance, he's making... pancakes? He seems like he's a kilometer or so away, the only reason I can actually see what he's making is because he's so damn big. Like jeez, I'm pretty sure he's bigger here than in the movies. Actually thinking about it, all these buildings I'm walking by seem like they were ripped straight out of movies, games, and anime then just kind of stapled together or like the pieces of a puzzle were cut so they would fit together.
Like I just passed Soma's diner (From Shokugeki no soma) and am currently walking in front of the ghostbuster's firehouse. There's just no real consistency here, but well I guess at least the ghostbuster's can get a good meal after they're done busting some ghosts right?
Wait, does that mean that there are ghost's in heaven if the ghost busters are here? Man that's a trip to think about. While I was busy contemplating ghosts existing in heaven, Navi informed me that we were here. I looked up and saw that it was that bank from that Deus Ex Mankind Divided game! The only reason I remember it was because holy shit, it was so well designed. I have replayed that game a few different times, and while the story was mediocre at best, the level design and powers were so interesting for me, especially that bank.
I start walking in when Navi suddenly calls out to me, "Alright, well my job here is done. Hope you do well on your world!" I reach my hand out to try and stop her because I have no clue how to get back to my room void thingy. Seeing her just take of without a care makes me sigh, I may as well just go into the building and see several receptionists, Smithers from the Simpsons helping someone out, Kenneth from 30 rock just standing there with a smile on his face, some anime girl I can't recognize talking to some guy, Cortana from Halo, and a few other people.
I don't feel like dealing with too much crap so I go to Kenneth since I know at the very least he'll be friendly to me. As soon as I step up to his podium he grins at me with a big ol' country smile, "Why hello there sir! How can I help you today?" I put on my fake smile for interacting with people and hand him the ticket thingy I got. He then smiles and his eyebrows raise, "Oh wow! A random world ticket, my my, let's hope that you get a doozy of one so you get some good missions! Oh but first, is it fine if I access your system? It's a legal thing don't worry."
I just nod to him and he responds quickly, "Alright... Mr. Stilgrin. Ooh what a neat name, I wish that I had that name but well mine is kenneth, love my momma for giving it to me though! Alright, well looks like you are new here... and you don't have a world registered! Congrats you get to redeem it! Anything you'd like to say for luck beforehand? I'll tell ya, I usually like to pray to god even if I've never met him. Heard he's a great guy though!" I just smile and respond to him with a no. I really just wanna get the world and get it over with.
He smiles and inserts it into some huge machine with a bunch of balls in it. I guess it works like one of those gumball machines maybe? Or maybe like the balls from the American lottery?
After a few moments a ball rolled out like this was the Lottery or a on of those cages for choosing the numbers for bingo. Kenneth then quickly grabbed the ball and smiled at me, "Oh wow! You get the Aliens world! I bet it'll be fun to go through! Well if you don't want it then we can get you a re draw for 150 credits!"
I grimace slightly, really? Aliens? That old movie from the 80's? God, it has been years since I've seen the movie, but really they're going to throw me into there? I sigh and tell Kenneth it's fine and I don't want to redraw. He smiles and types on the keyboard a bit then looks up to me, "Since this is your first world we have a one time deal, for 50 credits you can get the basics of that world as a bundle. This includes an identity so you don't need to explain anything to anyone! Are you interested?"
I raise my eyebrow at that, well that would be helpful, and right now I don't exactly know how much a credit is worth so I don't want to spend them willy nilly, but I do trust Kenneth to be honest to a fault as well, it's one of the reasons I came up to him and not Cortana. However I still need a bit of convincing so I ask him what is in the package.
He then replies almost instantly, "Well that all depends sir, like for me I went to a world called who framed roger rabbit, and I have to say it was a lot of fun! Oh yeah, but I got the package and what I got was an ID from there, about 100 dollars which got me a lot of food, oh and a Camera! It was really useful for the missions they had me do! One of my friends that got the package after starting in the pulp fiction universe and he got a pistol and a bulletproof vest. That was it! It really helped with his missions though he said! So everything you get is supposed to be useful! Not to mention skills and items that you can find or earn in each world that are usually really useful and earn you bonus credits as a hidden objective! I actually once heard someone found a tracker that can find every item no matter the world unlike the treasure maps everyone else has to use. Oh but look at me babbling on!"
I smile and tell Kenneth I'll get the thing for 50 credits and hand him the credit card thingy that fell on the floor earlier. After finishing up I ask Kenneth about some of the rules and workings, "So Kenneth, how do I get back to my area? Also, from what you are saying it looks like I can go to new worlds, can I bring stuff to them or am I stuck carrying nothing in each time?"
He puts his finger to his chin for a moment to reply to me, "Well, I would say the best way to go home is to link a gesture to it, that way you can call the door at any time. I'd recommend a rare gesture so that if you do it on accident you won't have any problems. To link it just think about that white door while doing the gesture! As for the items, well it depends. You can bring all items you get from there back to your area and you can bring them back where you got them from. You can't bring them here or any other worlds though, however anything you get here can go in any world! Oh and all the secret items you get in any world work the same way! I've heard though that some things will be useless if you take them certain places! Like if you take a laser to where the cowboys age is then it will be turned into something like a cannon! It doesn't work backwards though, so if you take a revolver to a world where there are lasers it won't work as well!"
You know, I actually hate one less person now. Kenneth is just too cheery that I just can't help but feel like I should smile. I couldn't keep him too long though, but I thanked him for his time. As I was walking away though he called over to me quickly, and when I walked back he mentioned a bit more that he missed earlier, "Before you go, I forgot to mention that you can only leave the world you go to within a certain time limit. If you stay after that time limit the next mission will automatically start and you need to complete it before you can go! Oh also, time is paused in the other place so nobody will notice you left and for some reason don't notice if you bring back new or repaired stuff, so keep that in mind! Last thing! New worlds that can be added to your list cost 300 credits and double each rank increase, but in order to get the next rank you need to get a random draw ticket for that rank from the world you are in. Before you ask, yes you can get higher than a 1 tier up ticket, it is very rare though and only 20 people have gotten it, and all of them have the luck stat. That's it friend, so good luck on your adventures!"
I smile and thank him for his time, thankfully he had saved me from a lot of worry since now I know what I can and can't do in regard to how the worlds work at least for the most part. I'm sure I need to figure stuff out more, but for now I think I can at least go to Aliens and... maybe not die. Well as with everything else, fuck it! If I die then I die. Don't really care too much either way. Well for now I guess I should set my home return movement. What is easy enough to remember but not something that I would go and do that often?
I've got it! I think of going back to that room and do president skroob's salute from spaceballs. After I finish though, nothing happened so just to double check I go and do it one more time, and lo and behold! The door appeared! Wow this is going to be hilarious and a pain in the ass to do, but well at least it's not me going and pretending to jerk myself off which was a close second, and while it would be funny I wouldn't want the door to activate while... something was happening.
Content with what I learned though I step into the door and find myself pulled into the bleak and grey room again. There's nothing here for me though so I immediately turn around and pull the door open and see the message presented to me as it swings open.
[You currently have access to:
-The Crossroads
-Aliens
Select Destination! ]
I smile and press the button for aliens, well I'm at the very least going to see something cool, now whether I die or live is left to debate. Steeling my resolve I am reminded of how I used to be when I was in the military, bringing both a sense of longing and happiness to me simultaneously.
As I step through the portal I find myself in a futuristic looking apartment and on the bed there is a knife, a see through card about the size of my thumb, some sort of thing that I put on my wrist, I think like a PDA deal, a credit card looking thing, a letter, a backpack, and a thing that looks like a briefcase. When I open up the briefcase it is full of little tubes that look like toothpaste, when I examine one I read 'Apple Pie.'
Oh god, something tells me that these are going to be worse than those MRE's that I don't remember too fondly, but I guess when you need nutrition you need nutrition. I pull the letter open and read it, thankfully it is in English, one of the languages I can understand. The letter was a bunch of legal bullshit, but in essence I am being paid to go on an expedition with the Marines from the movie to rescue the colonists. It seems though that they are leaving a week sooner which confuses me. I remember the Marines being too late, or maybe they are still going to be late?
[Mission Received-
Get to LV-426 with the expedition.
Rewards-100 credits, Standard Marine gear(Usable only in given worlds instance),+1 to any single stat below 10 (value increased due to values being below average)
Fail conditions- Do not join expedition.
Penalties- Removal from world, 100 credits lost, world restarts.
]
Well no matter what way I look at the PDA I can see that the day they are going to get me is in fact today and they(the system thing) will supply me with all of my gear. I decide to take a shower before I change into the military crap that I apparently had in one of the drawers. I actually also found a pistol which makes me feel much more comfortable, but it probably won't help too much against those bastards.
Anyways, taking a shower helped me feel refreshed, especially having new clothes. By the time that I finished up getting everything set I hear a knock at my door, on the other side are 2 marines and one man in a business suit. They shoot the shit a little bit as I grab the backpack and other items, I then walk with them to the ride they had acquired, an aircraft that I don't know how to explain. Maybe as a VTOL? Maybe? If that. I don't really know.
In less than 5 minutes we were apparently in space and docked inside of the ship. In less than an hour I was apparently ready for the deep sleep and promptly put inside. It was an odd sensation to say the least, and I feel like I had only slept for the night, not like it had been several years... actually thinking about it, how much time passes outside when I'm in here? Hopefully not years since if I go see Kenneth it'll be weird being like 'Hey been 7 years bud!' then him looking at me wondering who the hell I was. Well that's probably just my social anxiety getting to me since I haven't had a friend in a long time. Maybe.
Well point of this whole thing is that I'm orbiting the moon and we're prepping to go down.
So I'm going to have to re watch the aliens movie now. Also for those upset that I picked aliens over something else 2 things, 1 I felt it an F ranked world, and I don't care if there's no waifus or whatever in it, this is to show the Mcs background. 2, get over it. I'm writing the story how I feel it should be, now I'll take suggestions for world but I won't write specifically for one person (If I ever do then I would make that story private and/or a one shot +paid)
After we all woke up they decided to all go and start doing various things in the locker room, this one chick was doing some pull ups and a few of the guys were just going and talking about random crap and goofing around, I didn't want to go and deal with people so I pretended like I was still waking up and began putting on the clothes that I had brought with me. I discovered the system thing that handles all these things don't really care too much about giving me anything good but I mean it was enough to get clothes on my back, plus I was able to ignore people asking about me and Ripley.
After everyone got dressed we all started walking to what ended up being the Mess hall. I just shrugged it off as I can't remember much from the movie and just know that we end up on the planet, shit goes down, almost all the marines die, and Ripley barely survives. I don't know how, but I'm going to try my best to change events so that even a few more people survive. I mean based on my crappy remembrance of the movie I was probably screwed, but I mean I remember some key parts (A/N: I think it stands to reason that I will spoil the plot of Aliens, and I would recommend watching it. Amazing movie).
I grab a tray of this food that reminds me that this mission is being ran by the military. God, I swear these people can never afford a good cook. Don't even give me that excuse with too many people, I swear to got there are like 20 people on this ship, I've made meals for more people than this, and I'm not a chef. Still though, not too fucking hard. It all comes down to laziness and/or money with these types of bastards. I sight and just eat the cornbread that needs a lot of butter, and if I'm being honest corn. And bread. In fact is this even fucking cornbread? It tastes more like a granola bar? Well I am going to need the carbs since it will be very likely I'm going to be running for my life for the next day or however long the movie lasts.
While tuning everyone out suddenly my hand is pulled from my plate and held on the table with my fingers spread, when I open my eyes out of surprise I am met with one of the Marines to the side of me and on the other is one of the characters I remember the best, the synthetic human (Android) Bishop. I glare at the person holding me down, but he gives me an excuse with an obviously American accent, in fact it's a southern accent, "Well now, we jus' wanna go 'n see how yer gon' handle mister mercenary. Can' really go 'n have someun holdin' us back now, can we? Bishop do yer knife thingy." He looks at me with a smirk as Bishop looks at me with sorry eyes.
I don't blame him for this, he is after all an Android, but god dammit I'll whoop that mans ass later. God damned American's just love to look down on others no matter their country, and that doesn't even have to do with races or sexes. You can be like me and from Europe and you'll look like nothing but dirt to them. I nod to bishop to let him know it's alright as I look at the man dead in the eyes. I've gotta show him this shit isn't gonna fly with me. As I can hear the knife banging on the table I clench my teeth shut and keep staring down at the man who has started to back away slowly.
However after bishop is done I look at him and smile a bit, "Hey Bishop, would you mind doing that one more time?" I then look at the man with the southern accent once more before continuing, "I just wanna make sure that the people we have on this team won't hold us back." When I look back at him he has a slight smile on his face and he nods to me, when I look back to the man a couple other Marines had already grabbed him and sat him down, I decide to get up and sit across from him, and not soon after I had sat down but bishop had grabbed the mans hand and held it down flat onto the table as he had done with mine. He then looked at me with eyes filled with the hate you would really only see from someone who's brother you killed.
I just sat there and smiled at him while meeting his stare. He was all talk though because as Bishop began playing five finger filet, the man crumbled down and began trying to scream for Bishop to let him go. After he was done I just smiled and chuckled to the Marine next to me in a voice everyone could hear me, "Well at least the person we don't need to worry about is me, great isn't it?" A few Marines then started laughing at my stupid comment and the southerner looked at me with those same eyes he had before, but this time with tears. I wasn't phased by them this time either though, I've seen them too many times before for it to affect me now.
[Congratulations!
You have successfully completed a Hidden objective!
Hidden Objective: Prove to the Marines that you can do what you say you do.
Rewards: 1x Stat increase: Minor (Only applicable on any stat below 10), 100x credits, Marines now more likely to listen to you.
]
[Congratulations!
You have completed your first Hidden Objective!
Hidden Objectives are entirely optional things that you are able to accomplish, and they each give different bonuses and/or rewards that can greatly help you on your mission!
Due to completing a hidden objective you have earned the title <Hidden Objective Finder>.
Due to completing a hidden objective within first 5 worlds traveled to your title has evolved to <Hidden Objective Specialist>.
Due to completing a hidden objective before unlocking a second world title has evolved to <Hidden Objective Expert>.
Due to completing a hidden objective before getting halfway through world your title has evolved to <Hidden Objective Master>.
Due to completing a hidden objective before completing a single mission your title has evolved to the highest possible rank of <Hidden Objective God>.
Current people possessing the same title as yours is now: 6. Before you it was 5 people holding this title. Other title holders have been alerted.
]
[Total Rewards from titles- 3x Stat Increase: Minor, 1x Stat Increase: Medium, 1x Stat Increase: Large, 3x F-rank world draws, 1x E-rank world draw, 1x D-rank world draw, Credits- 78,100, 1x F-rank Treasure Map, 1x E-Rank Treasure Map, 1x C-rank Skill draw]
Heh? So me basically saying you can't walk over me lead to me getting that... absurd title? Well you know what I'll just accept it as happening so that it won't be something that just drains my already dwindling sanity.
Well I better spend at least some of my rewards I guess, right? I go to a rest area and open up a book since there's nothing for me to do for another 2 hours, and then I will need to get my whole ensemble on. Under the guise of the book nobody should suspect that I'm going crazy, I mean using a system.
So far these are my stats:
[Stats- (Average for -Human- is 10)
Strength: 6.5 (Muscle: 9, Control: 4)
Constitution:9 (Vitality: 10, Endurance: 8, Health: 9)
Dexterity: 7.25 (Balance: 7, Flexibility: 6, Hand-Eye Coordination: 8, Reflex: 8)
Intelligence: 7.3(Learning: 5, Reasoning: 8, Tactics: 9)
Wisdom: 9.6 (Willpower: 11, Perception: 9, Intuition: 9)
Charisma: 8.5(Courage: 9, Persuasiveness: 7, Leadership: 10, Appearance: 8)
Note: You're getting there... to average that is. Try getting there faster! Or do something cool! Works for us either way!]
..us? I feel that I should watch out for that flag and prepare for something possibly very bad. Anyways, I have 4 of these stat increase minor things, so I should probably use them on the lowest things to make them more effective. I use one on Control, Learning, Another on Flexibility, and the last on Balance.
[Your stats have increased!
Control is now 6!
Learning is now 6!
Flexibility is now 7!
Balance is now 8!
]
Damn, I was hoping that they would increase by 3 again, but I guess they weren't as low as Flexibility was before. I also got some of the other things that I felt were things I shouldn't have gotten before I even really start the mission, but right now I figure that this is the kind of things I should save from now on... like I don't think these missions are supposed to be this easy to complete, and I mean who is to say what encounters am I supposed to assume are Hidden objectives? That's going and even assuming they are all encounters. For all I know I could have gone and tried to do something on the way to this ship, asked a certain question.
Also what if there are hidden fail conditions? God this is getting to be too much, but if I am lucky and I do fail the world I do now have some extra credits to spare now thankfully, however I would like to use those to upgrade my living area, a room that is 3x3x3 meters is a bit too cramped for my tastes, even if I'm a bit under 2 meters in height. I stand up to go and start helping people, but suddenly find myself standing up with absolutely no problem.
I raise my eyebrow because something feels off, just to check I go and jump but notice nothing different, so I grab onto a pull up bar and finally see what it is, I am much better with control now. It wasn't really noticeable before, but now I can actually can use just enough strength to go and pull myself up whereas before and in the past I would go and use all of my strength no matter what task I was doing. It was actually a bad problem I had developed and many drill instructors tried to pry it out of me, but they had a hell of a time and tried to punish me for it. It's funny to think about now since because of their actions my stamina was typically better than everyone else's.
It was a pain when it was happening, but now thinking about it it is nice being able to actually have control over my strength, I remember some bad things I did. Nothing too horrible but I have destroyed a few things of my own when I got a bit upset (mostly at videogames.) that was in the past though and I chilled out over time... mostly.
Well wouldn't Drill Sergeant Leir be proud of me now! Well enough of what I've done in the past and the change I've been through. I still have an hour and a half left so I may as well go and familiarize myself with the things that I'll be using. I walked down to the hangar and saw most people busy, one of the people who wasn't busy was the pilot who wore some very stereotypical aviators, so I decided to go and talk to her.
When she noticed me walking towards her she folded her arms over her chest, "So after that debacle in the cafeteria are you going to try to hit on me like all the other Marines on here?" Jeez, isn't this supposed to be hundreds of years in the future or something like that? You'd think guys would learn to keep it in there pants, but I guess this movie was imagined with the 80's in mind. I sigh and tell her that I'm not here to try and sleep with her which makes her even more defensive so I quickly get to why I walked over here, I wanted to see how hard it was to pilot the ship.
She however got even more defensive and asked me why I cared. I am going to guess that she was trying to deflect me away from her and assumed I was still here to hit on her. I'm trying to just talk to you lady! God this is taxing on me, but I go and tell her that I had some piloting experience. I decide to keep it somewhat hidden and say I had some experience on some old relics, since I mean the things I flew would be old as shit for this time.
Hearing this she asked me what I've flown, I mean I was prepared to tell her exactly what I've flown I just didn't want to tell her if I didn't have to. I tell her I have the most experience in a Black Hawk Helicopter, and I have some experience in various military jets. At this point she can see that I'm telling the truth and takes off her glasses. I then thought she'd start talking to me about the plane she'd be flying, but instead began talking to me about the things I've flown. Apparently the reason she became a pilot was because she was an aviation nerd. Not that she told me, but some of these stats she told me are just... what the fuck? Like how would even their own engineers know some of these things, plus she knew when each was last used in major conflict and knew every single time that the Black Hawk helicopter was used even after being decommissioned.
Granted all of this was amazing and all that, but I got her back on track and asked her about the plane, and she excitedly took me up to the cockpit to go and show me some of the things there. Without showing me how to exactly fly the plane since we obviously couldn't fly while it was being loaded she ran me through step by step on how to do each thing. It was amazing really, this was a VTOL (Vertical Take-Off and Landing) aircraft that was able to, under it's own power, break through many planets (not all of course) gravitational fields with relative ease. It was rather odd actually, after seeing all this I feel that I would be able to fly this plane myself, in fact I would love to try to fly this myself but don't believe I can do it without some corrections, best I'd be able to do is probably co-pilot.
All in all, it took half an hour of my time to learn about the plane from the pilot who would've kept going if it wasn't for the fact that it was time for the pre-flight checklist. She by law couldn't have someone up there without proper clearance and definitely would get in trouble if I was there for her run through. I didn't mind though as I wanted to go and check out the APC (Armored Personnel Carrier) as well.
This was much easier to look at since I'd be riding in here with everyone else, I got a brief run through on how it works, but nothing too concrete since it was clear this guy didn't want me here. As I was walking out though I noticed how there was a few things that could easily be shaken loose so I made a quick comment about it. The man was surprisingly nice about it and thanked me for it, apparently one of the things that was part of that was something that could be broken easily, some kind of signaling/control device, as well as some explosives.
I smiled as I recalled that one of the reasons more people died was because that device broke, but now I've just ensured that more of them have gone and survived, so long as everything continues along as planned that is.
Now though I still had another 45 minutes till I had to get my gear on so I went to some of the people that were in charge and helped them out here and there, and as soon as time passed I went and got everything strapped onto me, as well as the backpack I brought with me that contained everything, including the food tube things. It all weighed a shit ton, but thankfully or unthankfully the only gun I was given was the rifle and a few clips for it as well as a few extra clips and bullets for my pistol.
It felt odd being back in a uniform, but something about it also made me feel comfortable. Even with the camera on me, I remember having a camera on my uniform so that they could give me orders real time, I have even had to give orders real time at points. Everything about it felt nostalgic to me, in good and bad ways. I just pushed everything back down like I usually do though and marched forward and took a spot on the APC to get ready for the combat drop and the eventual hordes of those alien/xenomorph/reptile looking bastards.
Honestly those things go and creep me out oh so, so fucking much, but I do feel confident enough in going and changing some of the events that happened in the movie, with my main goal being to keep more people alive, and a nice goal that is tied to the first one is keeping Bishop alive. He is a great guy in the movie that goes above and beyond what he should have to do, even to the point of going and getting cut in half to save Ripley and Newt, and in the third movie... well we don't walk about alien 3. Or 4. Those don't exist, everyone live's happily ever after (except for those that died of course).
You know, I think it's worth noting the 10 stats being average is average for the humans of The Crossroads, standard on earth would be 6 or so, now this doesn't mean that 10 is impossible, but those are typically people that are like really good at things. I will go back to make this more clear.
Hope you guys enjoy the story though! Right now it's only in a fledgling state, but I have hopes it can be bigger than my other story (so long as I don't write myself into a corner)
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