Joel, gamer tag Calypso, threw the controller down. That damn camper killed her for the billionth fuckin' time this match. Seriously, a camper! Why do they ruin all the games? Not to mention that the majority of her team was shit. Is she continued screaming obscenities at the game, she heard her friends through the head set.

"Did the camper get you, babe," one of them asked. Her friend Alfred, gamer tag xXxHeroxXx, was the only one she knew in real life. The rest of them lived in various countries and were met by Xandy and Alfred while they played.

They only thing Joel and Alfred knew about these guys were their country of origin. One of them, gamer tag Awesome4427, was from some place in Germany that used to be part of a different country that her teacher talked about in history sometimes, but Joel was asleep during most of the class. The other guy was from Denmark, gamer tag theKING.

Right now, the four of them were in a private party while playing MW3 online. They were starting to get bored, though. So, after the match they agreed to change it over to the Nazi zombie game. Killing zombies is much more fun than avoiding those damn campers.

(A/N) Short introduction is short, but I just wanted the main idea put out, so think of this as a simple prologue. I don't know when I'll continue this, but it should be soon. IDK, what's the next game to come out? Well, I know it will have chapters for Resident Evil 6 *fangirl squeel* and for Borderlands 2. So, that is a condensed schedule of the future. I also have a couple experiences while playing online that would work well for this; in fact, I'm working on one right now.

OH! And, sorry Sushi, but the name Xandy was just too different for me to completely wrap my head around…