Two men sat down in a room, one who looked like a human was holding a book and one who looked like a troll was preparing the snacks. The two looked at each other, seem eager to open the book upon them,
"Oh boy I can't wait to open this book!" said the Troll.
"Well, calm down we're getting to that anyway" said the Human.
"Well let's do it!" exclaimed the Troll.
The two position themselves to read the big book, the book has a twelve-square logo of a house, it's pages are golden and the letters are alien, but the human and troll manage to understand it's content.
"Shall we begin?" said the human.
"Heck yes." replied the troll
"Alright let's begin..."
HETASTUCK ADVENTUREBENT
Once upon a time...
A young man stands in the halls of a room called the meeting room, what shall this young man shall be named?
=Enter Name=
Your name is FELICIANO VARGAS, or known as ITALY, you love PASTA AND ITALIAN FOOD you are CHEERFUL AND ENERGETIC, and you are standing in this meeting and-
"ITALY!"
You turn around to see the rest of the countries in their seats and a tall man known as Germany standing in front of the entire meeting table calling you.
"As I was saying all of you have suggested what to do against global warming, Italy, what is your suggestion for actions against global warming?" asked Germany.
=Italy:Answer Question=
"Pasta!" Italy exclaimed in his cheerful demeanor.
"Hahaha! Pasta?" laughed a white hair guy in the furthest seat of the meeting room "Is that your answer to everything?"
"Quiet Prussia," said Germany "Atleast it was better than England's idea."
"Hey!" A young man with blonde short hair shouted "I can use magic to reduce global warming! Trust me it works!"
=Be Germany=
Your name is LUDWIG BEILSCHMIDT, or known as GERMANY and nobody is taking the meeting seriously, you sighed, it's just another meeting with nothing important happened. After the meeting the you stand in a corner leaning against the wall wondering, that is until a certain man interrupted your thoughts.
"Germany-san? There is mail for you." said the thin man with black hair holding a green and red box.
"Japan what is this?" Germany asked holding the two boxes Japan gave to him.
"I don't know, but it seems to be a game we suppose to play, It's called Sburb." said Japan. "This is the client and server discs, Italy will be your server player while I be Italy's server player."
"I didn't know you were into games Japan." said Germany.
"Germany-san can I tell you something?"
"Well sure."
"I had a dream last night, this weird dream where I was floating on a huge landscape of brown, I flew all my way to a bunch of clouds, then these clouds started talking and and warned me something disturbing."
"What is it then?"
"They told me something, they warned me, that our world is about to end if we don't play this game."
"That is disturbing and hard to beileve, do you think the world is gonna end if we don't play this game?"
"Trust me, it's hard to believe too but let's just see what we could get by playing this game."
"I see, so see you later then, I contact you using skype."
"Oh and I forgot, one thing when using skype, I feel we are being watched."
"That's silly, it's just a communication service."
"Well I don't know, I just feel like it."
"Okay then, see you later." Germany begin to move away.
"Bye Germany-San" Japan waved a hand at Germany.
=Germany:Return Home=
You have returned home in your homeland, with the two boxes, you were sitting with your computer, waiting for the game to install until a familliar friend began skyping you.
tricolourPasta [TP] began skyping wehrmachtWurst [WW]
TP: ~Hi Germany, I just want to tell you I will be your server player!
WW: Are you sure this is not something I have to deal with again?
TP: ~Don't worry Germany! I promise to be a good server player!
WW: If you say so.
TP: ~Have you installed the game yet?
WW: It's installing.
TP: ~Also just saying that we have to play as a team! There are 12 players only and it's a 6 versus 6 team game! So come on we have to beat America and England!
WW: America and England are playing the same game?
TP: ~Well yeah of cause!
WW: Well straight things up then, if we playing this game to beat the other team then it will be it.
TP: ~That's the spirit! We are the Red Team while England and America are the Blue Team!
WW: Oh wait the game's installed so what now.
TP: ~I can see your house!
You just swore you saw a cursor clicking on everything.
WW: What was that?
TP: ~Sorry that was me!
WW: Don't touch that!
A couple of things fell out of the window.
WW: My Panzer diecast collection!
TP: ~Sorry! I'll just bring that back!
WW: Ugh. This gonna be a long day.
This is indeed going to be a long day.