Reality Check is gonna be a pretty long story, so I realized that I shoulda done this a long time ago.
All my long stories-- that means stories that'll be more than ten chapters-- get introductions.
I've been meaning to write it-- really.  Just hadn't gotten to it yet.
So far I've only written four chapters, and barely begun writing the fifth! But it's coming.

So let me tell you about the story...
Sure, it's based on the old alternative dimension plot. A fan stumbles (literally) into another dimension in which the objects of his/her admiration lives. You've all seen it before.
But I'm trying to be different here. Oh yeah, it all starts out pretty lighthearted, and the table is set for a heart-throbbingly exciting adventure.
But that's not the way it works with me.
I'm trying to make this realistic-- hey, as realistic as you can make it with four mutant turtles and their rat sensei-- and I'm trying to make this fairly credible.
Okay, that there's no adventure to this story isn't exactly true. Bounty hunters from outer space do tend to bring a little unrealistic atmosphere to the whole thing. But what the hey-- we already have a bunch of mutants crawling around, so why not?
Okay, let me rephrase a little. The actions in this story, or well, the frame of happenings, are sorta SCI-FI'ish.
I mean, a transdimesional portal popping out of nowhere?
But that's not the point. That's not what I mean by "realistic". What I mean is that I'm trying to make their feelings and actions as real as possible.
The story will be focusing more on the interaction, thoughts and feelings of the four and Lola than on gunfights and "Hiya-hoogas", though I don't feel it lacks its fair amount of action.
I'm trying to avoid clichés and glossiness, which is always a hard job when writing Fan Fiction. I'm attempting to make it, as they say, gritty.
To be frank, as we move further on, you're gonna get more grittiness than you can swallow.
I've put just a little more emotion into this than usual.
I'm giving you me.

Or, you could say, I'm giving you Lola. As close to me as you can get.
Lola is me, only-- some aspects are diminished, and others are enhanced.
Of course, I said I would be realistic, so Lola does look like me. But on the other hand, I decided that it is also based on a comic, so I would have to be just a tad prettier. Hey, we all have rickety self esteems, ne?
I am superficial whether I like it or not. Which is ironic, since I'm here blabbering on to the turtles that they're not ugly and that appearances doesn't really count and yada yada yada...
But, as Lola thinks, that doesn't apply to her. She has to be cute, and she doesn't think she is that. There are a lot of things that doesn't apply to her. You wanna know what's different from me and her?
Well, apart from being generally a little more good-looking than me, she is more neurotic, more indecisive and even more overanalytic than me.
Weirdly enough, to contradict that, she also seems to have a good handful more spunk than me.

Before you fall off of your office chairs and collapse, snoring on the floor, I have to tell you that if I don't give up on Fan Fiction-- which I'm trying to convince myself to do-- there will be a sequel to Reality Check, called "Ama-no-uzume", who is the Godess of Laughter. There's not much to laugh of there, however.
Lola has experienced much since the last time she arrived in the other dimension, and it's changed her...

But that's for later. Perhaps I should finish this story first.