I need to stop this. I'm writing too much.

It was a day like any other. The sun shined brightly in the sky, with few clouds. The air was nice and warm, and accompanied by a light breeze. The air smelled of fresh rain, and everyone seemed to have a their face.

But for our small gaggle of YouTubers, this day was going wrong. In an apartment in England, sat seven people, all in a perfect circle. Some conversations have started up at some points, only to die and left to rot. These YouTubers were TheRpgMinx, Pewdiepie, Cryaotic, CinnamonToastKen, Krismpro,Cutie-pie Marzia, and Chilled Chaos. All of them had a bored look upon their faces, as they could not agree on which game to play for their collab.

Both Minx and Krism wanted to play 'Trouble in Terrorist Town', but Pewds were sick of that game. Pewds wanted to play 'Grand Theft Auto 5', but Krism found that game stupid. Chilled was keen on playing 'Murder', but Marzia thought the game was too violent. Marzia wanted to play 'Battle Box Theater', but Ken wanted to play something else for a change. Ken wanted to play 'Prop Hunt', but Pewds and Chilled were both getting sick of that game.
Cry actually didn't mind what game they played actually, he just wanted to play with his friends.

So here they were, in their little circle pondering what game to play. When someone started to suggest a game, someone else may have backed them up, but then someone would disagree, causing square one to come back around. Finally, after sitting for a couple more minutes, Cry stood up, his mask having a frustrated expression.
"I'm tired of sitting around, I'll be back." He said, his voice sounding frustrated.

"Tell me if you see Martha, that bitch watermelon owes me money." Chilled joked lightly, earning chuckles around the circle.

"Yeah, I got you." Came Cry's response. Although the tone was annoyed, the small smile on his face disregarded the tone. After another small chuckle escaped from cry's lips, he left the room, heading twords the front door.

England was weird, at least by Cry's standards. It wasn't like a whole different planet, but it was just...weird. For example, people drove on the opposite sides from America. He briefly wondered if American's ever got confused and ended up in accidents, before dismissing the thought.
He pulled his phone out of his green hoodie, and checked the time- 12:50. It was noon, and twenty minutes since he left the room. He sighed before pocketing the devise, ready to head back in. He was stopped, however, when he saw the mailman walking up to Minx's home, carrying a rather large package.

The mailman spotted Cry. "Hello, are you-"he checked a clipboard quickly, scanning for a name "Michelle? Or Michael? I don't have my glasses, so I can't quite read the name properly-" Cry interrupted the mailman.

"I'm not Minx, but I can get her, if you like."The mailman nodded lightly. Cry opened the door and yelled in the home for Minx. There was cursing, and a loud bang, but Minx did arrive at the door.

"What is it? I just hurt my fucking leg getting up from the chair." Minx snapped, rubbing her lower right calf.

"Oh, sorry,then. But,um,there is mail for you." Cry pointed leisurely at the mailman, who in turn waved lightly.

Minx eyed the box curiously. "I didn't order anything, so what's in the box?" The mailman shrugged.

"It says to deliver to this address, right here,"The mailman showed Minx the clipboard"I'm just doing my job. So, please sign on the dotted line. Who knows,though, maybe it's a love gift from a secret admirer!" Minx scowled lightly on that- seeing as how she was already engaged to Krism. But, none the less, she signed on the line.

"Here, can I just have the box?" The mailman nodded, and handed her the box. "Thank you."She said, shifting her way back in. Cry saw this, and followed her in, closing the door in the mailman's face.

Once back in the living room, Minx showed everyone the rather large box, before opening it. Inside there was a game- as well as eight controllers. The game was called 'Would you like to be a kid?', and had a picture of a small blond headed child on the cover, holding out a red rose happily. Noone knew what to say, but Pewds broke the silence.

"Minx...you got a weird fetish we don't know about?" Marzia slapped his arm angrily.

"Be nice!" She scolded, a small frown on her usually happy face.

Noone seemed to be phased by this.

"Bebe, that looks like a kid's game," Krism spoke up now, and tilted her head cutely to the side, but her bloody red eye still seeming to glare around the room. "Why did you order it?"

"I didn't, someone must have sent it." The room fell silent.

"Hey, maybe someone did it as a prank." Came Ken's opinion. The rest shrugged in light agreement, but prank or not- they knew Minx's address, which worried some of them.

"Weird ass prank, if you ask me. Why can't we do it like the 90's? Flaming dog shit," Chilled was talking now, his feet laying on the chair minx was previously sitting. Everyone gave Chilled confused glances though once he mentioned the flaming poop. "It was funny, besides, it was popular in the 90's." he didn't seem fazed by the stares.

"Well, why don't we play it?" Cry asked "There are eight remotes, we can't decide on a game- and this one just magically shows up. Besides, I am a little curious on whats in it." The others nodded in agreement. And luckily for them, the game work on a play station, which Minx had.
The placed the game in, and they only saw a blind flash of white.

What is going on, my homos? Here are some character descriptions of rough drafts of chibi you tubers:

Cryaotic: An oversized green hoodie that arms size reach the floor. His hair is still spiky with the mask's curl, but the mask is sucking on a green pacifier. He wears shorts under the sweater, but it just cannot be seen.

Minx: She wears a small pink sleeveless dress, with little ugg boots. Her hair is shoulder length, and still has the purple streak.

Pewdiepie: Wears a starched light blue shirt with khakis that are rolled up at the ankles. His hair is in the same position, but has a small ponytail on the bottom. He also has his head phones- which seem to be a size too big.

Krism: A large red turtle neck, to which she has to roll up the sleeves. Her hair reaches mid-back, but pulled into a ponytail. Red eye still there. Black skirt underneath the turtle neck.

Ken: A blood Orange shirt with his logo on it, knee length jean shorts. His hair is still curly, and he has the bear hat. The bear hat is sucking on a blue pacifier.

Marzia: A pure white dress with a black collar, and black bow. The dress reaches her feet. Her hair is pulled into twin pigtails.

Chilled: A black tank top with shorts. His hair is still in his curly mess, and he still has his Mario cap. His shoes are regular.

You should know who a majority these are. You also should know where they are from, so you can probably guess who is going to who.