Life Is Strange is the story of the 18-year-old photography student, Max Caulfield. It's her ability to rewind time is the core idea of the game, and there's a lot of interesting scenarios to describe. It's both include her relationship struggles and the other external adventures.
Here I am converting it into a fictional story, there's plenty of moments which words can't describe. So I will be narrating the story with a little bit differently. The plot and incidents will be the same. Some dialogues and some other small stuff will be changed to make it a better one to read. This will be a series, where each post comes as each chapter.
The header image is from here, and all other images are screenshots taken from the game.
Still, it was hard for her to deal with reality. She couldn't just accept what the saw was some kind of dream. Her bodies reflexes were still sensing some kind of danger. She's now trying to relax herself to cope with her reality. She looked at each small details around her, the dropped pen. The teacher's hairstyle, a paper that is thrown to her right to a girls face. She tried as much as she can to find the meaning of things happenng around her.
The teacher is talking to the students and they are replying in their own manner, but those sounds are in the background for her. Some strange voice was still continuing in her ears. Then slowly that voice faded away and the teacher's voice got came into her brain. Max started giving more attention to the class.
She looked at the picture in front of her desk, she's a little bit irritated by it. She kind of felt like she doesn't get that much attention from the class. She wanted to impress him, the teacher. She started at the camera which was on the desk in front of her, she knew what to do. She knew that taking a picture could lead to the attention of the class to her. So Max took it and took a selfie of her. The next moment teacher started speaking about her attitude. He's a little glamorous guy to be a teacher. So Max had some kind of attraction towards him.
He was little against the word "selfie", he felt like it was some kind if the stupid word for the great kind of photography. He admires the photograph but the word still fits his philosophies. After spending a few moments on talking about the selfie, he gains started continuing his class. Max couldn't that much listen to it, there are a lot of things that are bombarding inside her little brain.
" Can you tell us the process that gave birth to the first self-portraits.?"
It was a sudden question from him, Max was not at all prepared for anything in this class. There had a lot of things going inside her little brain. But she tried to answer something by hardly pushing herself.
"I did know...
But I forgot"
Max's heart was beating when she said that in a low voice.
Then there was a silence for a second, then the silence was broken by the teacher's harsh words.
"You either know it or don't.
Don't try to make it worse."
His words were a little loud which broke the complete silence.
The teacher started to ask the question towards the class. But he didn't have to waste his words, the short-haired blond girl on her right answered as fast as she can. Max balanced at her.
"Very Good Victoria"
That was enough for that pale face to be happy. Then again that silence came into the scene. It again was broken by a loud voice. This time it was
ending bell.
It mad Max calm. She was expecting that for a long time, it will be helpful to go out and breath a little bit. Again one question raised in her mind.
Where to go??
[story continues]