The Spectacular Adventures of Unspectacular People

Mashi: Sup, doodz. I suppose this fan fic is about the very unspectacular adventures in Maple Story told by us. Some of it is true, but the plot is probably is a lie. Well you'll see when we get to update the chapters IF someone actually reads this and wants us to continue. Kazeh and me are going to take turns writing the chapters. I wrote this chapter so I get to write more in the note thing than him. BWAHAHAHA! PWNED!

Kazeh: And… The below chapter is a true story...kinda...maybe...actually its all fake.

Anyways, MapleStory do NOT belong to us. But we wished it did. It would be awesome as hell… Well, not actual hell but… whatever. MapleStory belongs to Wizet… So, yeahhhh…. We are very sad people who need a life. But we sold our life and souls on Ebay for a buck ninety-two. No refunds.

Chapter 1: Is There Such A Thing As Too Much Love?

That's it. I'm never helping out that idiot anymore. He has five int while I have four. There's a difference. Shouldn't he be the one saving my ass? Even though I'm a higher level than him? Eh… The musings of a level 40 fighter... Poor, injured, and down right too helpful.

I sat down on a pink bench in Ludibrium, much to my dislike. I had more bruises than my four int can count and the dude that was sitting next to me didn't even have one little scratch despite what he was doing before. Leaning backwards on the bench with my left arm draped over the edge while my other hand held my sushi cutter, I groaned in pain.

"Tae, don't go trick-or-treating ever again, or else I'll leave you there to die a painful and bloody and most likely a mangled flying limbs sort of way." I said. Starhand, sat to right of me, taking up more space since he wouldn't scoot the hell over. Starhand (or as in Tae which is his real name) grinned childishly. He looked like a complete idiot to me. Someone who was just STUPID enough to go deep into the bowels of the factory; where it was supposedly 'Halloween'.

"But… I wanted candy…" Starhand whimpered in a fake 'baby' voice. "…And I always know you would get me out of trouble."

I sighed. I was miffed as hell… "For one, Tae, the event ended seven frigging months ago. Two, damn you, I'm leaving you to die next time."

Starhand pouted, "That's what you said last time."

"…Just, shut up."

I took in a breath as the silence settled in. I took off my helmet and laid it on my lap and my head felt a hell of a lot lighter now. Ludibrium seemed so quiet today and I finally got to see that when there aren't any annoying people here, it was a lot more enjoyable.

A slow smile creased my lips and I finally felt relaxed.

"CHRIS!"

I lurched upwards and my helmet dropped to the ground with a loud clatter. My Zard dropped from my hand, and luckily, it landed flat side onto Tae's foot.

The silence broke, and in front of me stood FrozenFlame. Real name? Shaun. I grimaced and picked up the Zard and my now dented helmet. Joy…

Starhand was in shock out of the Zard nearly slicing off his foot. I guess his thief luck kicked in.

"CHRIS!" FrozenFlame called again. I sighed and rolled my eyes.

"What, Shaun?" I said, quite miffed.

"Huh? I thought you were either called Gale or Aiden." The shocked thief and now confused thief asked.

"You'll figure it out. Anyways, What the hell do you want, Shaun." I mumble.

FrozenFlame scowled. "Can you help me level?" And that's when Starhand got P.Oed.

"No! Gale is helping ME level!"

"Look, Shaun, I promised Tae first." I quickly said. Suddenly, I heard a pair of running pairs of feet run towards us. I turn around to see Lover5 and NoddyBlade… Two of many mages in the guild I was in… Lover5 and NoddyBlade never told me what their names were. I just joined after all, but they did have a lot of trouble remembering MY god damned name… It's only five flipping letters long… It was either Chris or Aiden, couldn't they just PICK! Always calling me by my IGN name… Geebus…!

NoddyBlade (or also known as Mr. Moron) ran up to me from behind and slapped me upside the head. I yelped loudly. I reached for my Zard, but Mr. Moron grabbed my right arm and pretty much half held me with his other arm.

This was a great example of child molestation. What the hell is wrong with the dude?

"Moron! Let go!" I shouted while struggling to get out. Being held captive by a mage wasn't exactly making me look good. Me with 140 some odd strength he had probably 4 or 5. Lover5 glared at NoddyBlade with extreme hate. I mumble a few curses before I elbowed NoddyBlade in the gut.

"Don't do that…" I hiss.

"Aw… Andy mad at me?" NoddyBlade said.

"Damn straight I'm mad."

Lover5 tugged on my arm, "C'mon Gale, let's go PQ!" Starhand grabbed my other arm.

"HELP ME LEVEL!" He shouted.

FrozenFlame gripped the fabric part of my collar and yanked while screaming, "BUGGER OFF! HE'S HELPING ME LEVEL!"

Great… I loved tug-o-war but I was the rope. This is the only time when I felt as if I was too loved… And I was almost never loved! I was always the dude who leveled freakishly slow, the guy who could barely help myself but tried helping others, the guy who helped too many people level, and the fighter who failed miserably at being a fighter! Dude, my HP sucked, my MP sucked, and my party skills aren't that l33t either…

Then out of nowhere, Mr. Moron brought his arms around my waist and started trying to lift me away from the other three.

"MORON! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" I scream while trying to kick him. He was a few inches taller than me and I was a lightweight… I hate my life.

"Andy is mine! GET YA MITTS OFFA HIM! He's my sex toy and I'm his pimp, damn it!"

How dare he say that in front everyone? I felt my ears burn with embarrassment while the argument between the three silenced. I looked at the four, glaring at them.

"Back off. I'm not going to help any one of you now." They didn't let go… Damn them! "I SAID BACK OFF!"

They quickly took a few steps back as they let go. Lifting my helmet onto my head and grasping the hilt of my Zard, I headed off towards the sun set in a spectacular way.

Pfft. Yeah right…

It was far from that. I headed off towards the factory in the most unspectacular way… With bruises, scratches, a dented helmet, a stupid sushi cutter, and with three plus one of the craziest people I know. Actually, I knew 17 crazy people and 13 of them are in my buddy list while four of them were in the guild I was in…

How unspectacular

Mashi: Mmm-kay. Well, I started writing this thing like 4 days ago. So we have another chapter ready. And well, the plot gets more random and… better. nods The next chapter is Kazeh's. Yeahhhh. Personally, I think his chapter is like… iffy. But soon, I SWEAR, well WE SWEAR, that plot will get its fat Twinkie butt moving. Maybe by chapter 4? Yeah, Chapter 4 is when it will probably start moving… If Kazeh isn't confusing me… Or if we're not fighting or anything…. Or if we're not playing MapleStory… We should get it done soon. But if no one wants us to continue, then we'll stop writing I suppose. Or KEEP ON WRITING TILL IT CATCHES YOUR ATTENTIONS! BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA….Ha… ha…. Okay, that's all.

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

what should we be doing right now?

Mashi says:

OHHHH

Mashi says:

insert awesome plot here

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

thats not really what i ment but w/e

Mashi says:

you make it up then

Mashi says:

Im gonna finnish going through the first chapter

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

your confusing my meaning but w/e

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

your still writing that part

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

just forget it

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

im going to play some games

Mashi says:

wahhhhhh?

Mashi says:

noooooo

Mashi says:

You make up what we do then, dude

Mashi says:

I cant plot everything --

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

my minds blank at the moment

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

ill figure something out

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

while im playing

Mashi says:

x.x

Kazeh Mister Muffin says:

i get my best ideas when im not actually trying

Mashi says:

sigh

Mashi says:

fine

Mashi: SEE HOW HE IS! Okay, So I was confusing him… But we're only planning about what the hell and when and what will we do when the plotty plot full of plotty-ness chapter is being typed. Yeah. That is all now. For real. Read and review perhaps?