This, is actually hapening... I'm posting this... that's a thing that's actually hapening
I feel like crying
Act 1; part 1
You are a red-haired girl with pale skin that does nothing to hide your freckles, you're really exited because you've been waiting for today. Today you and a few friends are going to play this new game called SBurb, you've heard it's going to be amazing, you have reliable sources
You're an Otaku and writter in training, you also have sort of a lisp which you decided to carrie down to your chats, it has become your thing, actually you say it's a quirk but people insist on calling it a thing, you have no idea why
== Insert name
You can not insert name because you're not thirteen yet, you have a surname but no one wants to go arround calling you Aresta
But we can't keep calling you the red-haired girl, can we? We certainly can but that'd be no fun and you've also got a made-up name we can call you by
From now on we will refer to you as Robin
== Robin: Inspect room
You look arround your room to find it looks like it always does, but you guess looking at things once more can't hurt anyone
There are some posters on your walls, only the ones you thought looked cool, they're mostly from movies though, excetp for that one poster in the far end of your room, you're not talking about that. Near said thing are your two bookcases, they're tall and one of them is briming with books from bottom to top, the other is filled with a combination of disks, movies, mangas and your very own collection of notebooks, there lays years worth of scribbling and ruffling, in other words, all your old fanfics and/or original stories
You then feast your eyes on your wardrobe, in one side are your normal clothes, but the other has the few cosplays you managed to pull out, you're quite proud of them
You're laptop has been making sounds for a while now, the best way to know someone's pesttering you, you sit in your desk and gaze to your beautiful background, you have it fixed so it will show different pictures of the scenery in different places, right now it's showing a sunset in the mountains, you wonder where that is
== Robin: Answer pesterlog
GameMage [GM] began pestering MoonShoes [MS]
GM: Hello there
MS: Hello!
GM: You seem quite joyus
GM: Might it have to do with a certain game?
MS: *gazp* Are you zpying me? It'z the mice izn't it
GM: Yes, Dr. Redeyes is to blame
MS: I knew it
MS: I could zmell deissive
GM: But in all seriousness, you've been going on about it for a while now
MS: Am I that annoying? I apollogize if I am!
GM: Oh, no sorry! That's not what I meant at all
GM: It's rather endearing actually
MS: O/O
MS: You're making me bluzh!
GM: I'm sorry about that
MS: It'z okay
GM: Please do tell me what has got you in such high spirit
MS: Well~~
MS: BF zayz he ztarted the zummer break a day early zo we can play today!
MS: If everything goez right you'll be able to meet noth him and NN
GM: That sounds delightfull
MS: You're free right?
GM: Yes, my summer breack started with yours, remember?
MS: Oh yeah, I forgot... I need to ztart paying attention in life *groan*
GM: Yes, I thing that'd be recomendable
GM: No offence!
MS: Well, I'll talk to BF now, I'll pezter you onsse the game ztartz
GM: I'll be waiting
MoonShoes [MS] ceased pestering GameMage [GM]
== Robin: Be the green-text guy
You are now the green tezt guy, you're a enthusiastic gammer who's always up for a challenge, you've been told about SBurb by your, not so much of a gammer but good regardless, friend. It was a first that she'd know of a game before you did, so of course her exitement about it kind of rubbed off to you, now you're really looking forwards to this day
== Introduce yourself
Good God, where are your manners?
You're name is Gregory Mills, it's been like that since your thirteen birthday a few years ago, there's no chaging it now, not that you want to, you like your name just fine, although most people just call you Greg, but no one can escape nicknames
== Gregory: Inspect room
You have posters of some movies and tons of Game posters, you also have cases filled with games of all kinds, you have one special for Nintendo, you also have a box in wchich your babys rest, and by babys you mean your consoles, you also have a box with the few books you actually liked, you're not much of a reader though and most of those are comics so they don't really count, you have a CPU, a real gamming computer to be more precise, it was a gift from your father but if the box of PC games was anything to go by, your friend had a hand on it as well, she has not made a comment on this acussation though but you know it was her
You decide to spend the rest of your time playing a crappy online game, Robin and you play those a lot
== Gregory: Be random girl