You see a boy standing in his room, it is February 5, 2013 he is 15 years old, today has no real purpose other than the fact that this kid is anticipating the release of the Sburb Beta in a work/school week (five days). He is of good height and is still growing quickly, he has good muscle tone… Considering he spends a lot of his time playing Xbox with his friends; R.L. and T.A. (their names will be disclosed later). The boy's room is mildly untidy, clothes scattered around a bit. He has an unfortunately small room, most space taken up by his bed, which has red bed sheets and an ornate headboard, across it, there is a television set. There is a blue carpet on the floor, contrasted by a white stucco wall spanning all the way across the room (hurts like a darn if you accidentally bump into it). Oh dear… it seems as though something has upset him… He realized "Red, white and blue" he doesn't really like America quite as much as some nationalists do; too much corruption and too much crime… Meh it still isn't the absolute worst place in the world to live in… He has a large wardrobe with an equally large mirror; he stores his clothes in it often (sometimes they will just end up on the floor to be honest.) he also has a plethora of other things on top of the wardrobe. There is an electric guitar in the corner that he dabbles in on occasion, he WOULD practice it more, but some of the wires need re-soldered, otherwise it doesn't work with an amp. Under the T.V. there is an old GameCube tucked away in a drawer. There is nothing of importance on top of the T.V. Next to his bed is the very BANE of his existence… His alarm clock! This thing has caused agony upon him almost every day, reminding him he has to go to the impractical building of which is his school, even though it gives him a chance to hang out with T.A. L.N. and S.K. (he actually does pretty well for himself, what with having good grades.).
In the far corner of the room, there is quite a large pumpkin.
==GET ON WITH IT ALREADY
Ok! Jeez… What shall we name him? Crapstonk Broodpool NO
"WHAT? NO!" He doesn't like that name… Damen Owen YES
He seems pleased at his name.
==Retrieve the pumpkin.
"What pumpkin?" What do you mean ""What pumpkin?""?
Oh… welll the pumpkin is gone…
==Apply labels now
He is Damen Owen, his abbreviation is D.O. He is very hard on himself a lot of the time. He is actually quite reserved, except when around close friends and family (particularly R.L. and D.R.[his sister whom lives in the next room over]). He tends to ruminate upon the things that have happened on that day at night while he is in his bed at night and can't sleep.
==Investigate dragon poster on the wall there.
He looks at the poster. It always reminds him of better times, times before the corruption, before all of the world was such a harsh place to exist, back when it was all about the things going on immediately around him at the time, before every day was a struggle, before he knew so much about the world and its cruelty. Ignorance truly was bliss… Too bad the poster is alway—"Gog darn it..."—s falling… It fell on him again. Behind the poster are several fist-sized holes brought on by his eruption of anger a couple of years ago… He puts the poster back onto the wall, making sure to REALLY stick it on there. Meh, close enough. He makes a mental note… "Note to self: Poster+Duct Tape+Stucco Wall=Huge Pain in the Posterior Region"
==Get arms from drawer.
He already has arms see?
==Oh, ok... Equip sword.
Which one?
==The big one
Damen already has a swordkind in his strife specibus.
==Fine, equip shield.
He already has a shield as well.
==Humph...
It is ok, you'll get it.
==Fine... combine them?
Damen combines them, making sword/shieldkind, even furthering the extent of his specibus, as a rule he invented something called: Warriorkind which consolidates the specibus into a place where he can access any "-kind" that he wants so long as it involves something a warrior would use. So his sword/shieldkind is conglomerated into the specibus.
==Play GameCube
He doesn't want to play on the GameCube right now...
==Captchalogue GameCube
He captchalogues the GameCube, unfortunately, he forgot to unequip his "Total BS" captchalogue, which when you captchalogue something, it selects a random item inside of it and makes it explode in a million pieces. "BWAH!" At least it was just a pencil. He swaps his "Total BS" captchalogue for his "Inventory" captchalogue (much simpler as it gives you full control of it, he also had T.A. hack it so it could hold unlimited items). That reminds him, he needs to send R.L., D.R., L.N., and S.K. an Inventory captchalogue too. Speaking of his friends, he seems to have a message on Facebook.
==First, poop on bed and neigh like a horse!
D.R.-Shoosh.
==Okay :[ Sorry Damen, carry on.
"Umm... Thanks? V..o..ice in my head...?"
D.R.- You know, maybe Damen wants control over himself?
==Okay!
====Give Damen control.
Man what is going on with my head recently? Hmm? Oh! I've got a message!
R.L.-Hey!
R.L.-Hellooo...
R.L.-Damen, are you there?
D.O.-Hi!
R.L.-Oh there you are!
D.O.-Yeah sorry I was doing... something I guess...
