This is my first WoW fic. Be nice.
I first heard about World of Warcraft from my best guy friend, Tyrus. Yes, I've installed it. No, I haven't started playing it. He promised that he would make a character with me. I'm expecting him here any minute.
I met Tyrus two years ago, when he moved a few houses down from me. Usually I don't know people that far from me, yet so close. But he came to my house today, with his head of dark, tightly woven curls and his green eyes. He saw me with my glasses and dark blue eyes and almost dirty blonde, brown hair that reached past my shoulders and was stock straight. I went to his house and he introduced me to WoW. I wanted it badly. So I got it for my eight grade graduation present.
I was too nervous, too excited, too anxious, to make a character by myself, and introduce myself to this world of over 9 million people, connecting world wide.
The doorbell rang. I ran so fast, I almost fell. I opened the door, and there was Tyrus, his laptop tucked under his arm. I lead him to the computer room, to the computer to which WoW was installed. I gave him the internet password so he could play with me.
"Let's get this over with, Trinity," he said. He selected "create character." I copied him.
"Let's be blood elves," I said. "They're so pretty." Tyrus nodded.
He created a Blood Elf male hunter. I took the longest. I was designing a female warlock. I finally gave her a light brown ponytail, a soft, yet fearsome, face, and pale skin. His hunter had red fuzzy hair and a playful expression on his peachy skin.
"What to name them…" I pondered.
"Just click the generator button," Tyrus told me. I shook my head.
"I wanna create my own name, not a name someone else made up." I thought for a moment, then typed in Salaam. It means peace in Arabic, I think.
"Okay, then, I'll name mine Asclepius. He's the God of Medicine in Greek mythology."
"Sweet, I love mythology," I said.
"Ready," he started.
"1… 2… 3!" On three, we both pressed "Create" at the same time.
The lights flickered, but there wasn't a storm outside. I felt dizzy. I slumped in my chair, and heard Tyrus do the same. In my mind's eye, I saw a black- and purple-swirled vortex. I felt myself being tugged towards it. It felt like I was underwater, and a wave had passed over me. I fell unconscious.
When I woke up, I didn't know where I was.