*Elettra26's POV*
What the bleep just happened? Okay, that was bleeped up. Who the bleep is bleeping bleeping me? Bleep! C'mon, Elettra you got this. Just get up and find out what the bleep happened. Oh, bleep!
This is what my head looked like as soon as the darkness faded. Messed up right? Oh, bleep, this is crazy. I have to be freaking hallucinating. Oh, so freaking isn't bleeped but bleeping is? Crap.
Okay, I'm bored of this. Open your eyes, Elettra. Time to kick butt. Open your bleep eyes!
Ah, there we go. I could now see the comforting blue ceiling of my—okay, that is so not my bedroom ceiling. That's a bleeping sky! And I was so not wearing Goth battle armor before. And my hair is so not bright blue. Elettra26's is.
Oh, bleep.
"Hello, Elettra26. Welcome to the Life of Game." A pleasantly sweet voice said above me.
"Oh, bleep!" I leapt to my feet, doing a complete front flip surprisingly easily. "Who the bleep are you?"
Before me stood the most revolting figure ever. I think it was a girl. I think it was a woman, I think. She wore a huge hooded cloak over what looked suspiciously like a prom dress. She had no mouth or eyes, only deep black holes where her eyes should be. Her skin was pale white. Yet, somehow I got the feeling she was smiling at me.
"Introductions are in order, yes, but first I believe we should wait for our other contestants." The woman said, still not moving.
"Contestants!" I yelled. "What?"
"Calm, Elettra. All in good time. I think our second contestant will be arriving any second. Ah, here he is."
A few feet from me a figure materialized on the grass. I'd never seen him before, but somehow he felt familiar. He had shocking green hair hidden partly by a lopsided jester hat. He wore large armor and yet looked really scrawny.
"Hello, Dabeat3. Welcome to the Life of Game." The woman repeated.
The guy's eyes flew open. They were bright purple. "What?"
"Do not fret, we only await one more contestant." The woman rasped.
"Who are you?" Dabeat hissed, struggling to his feet.
"Introductions will be given as soon as our last contestant shows up. He's on his way; sorry, he's a bit slow."
Dabeat sighed and let his shoulders slump. He glanced at me, smiling slightly. He sauntered over looking quite full of himself. "Hello, name's Dabeat. What's yours, gurl?"
"Elettra. And I'm taken, thanks." I wasn't, but ah what the bleep.
"Oh no! Don't think I was trying anything I was just imitating my idol, Tobuscus." Dabeat quickly corrected himself.
"Oh."
"You wouldn't happen to be the record holder for the most kills in Dungeon Siege, would you? You're not that Elettra are you?"
"Yeah, that's me." I grinned.
"Nice, I thought I recognized your avatar. I like how you play old, B-games not big A-listers. Do you have a YouTube channel?"
"Nope, sorry. Too much of a hassle. I'm just a gamer."
"Ah, okay."
"Ah, finally. Here's our last contestant."
The holographic look began again and a man stood wide-eyed next to the woman. He had curly brown hair and a bright green t-shirt that proclaimed
"Tobuscus?" Dabeat and I exclaimed.
"Whoa, where's my computer? And the Audience? What?" he was yelling.
"Please, calm down. All will be explained." The woman pleaded. "Why don't you introduce yourselves, contestants?"
I glanced at Dabeat who was staring partly in awe at Tobuscus. I understand the guy's great, but that's a bit excessive.
"Hi, I'm Elettra. Nice to meet you." I may be shy in real life, but in the gaming world Elettra acts like a celebrity. I throw my hand out for Toby to shake.
"Um, hi. Toby." Toby kind of smiled and returned the handshake awkwardly.
"I know."
Dabeat seemed to decide to snap out of his trance, shaking his vibrant head furiously. "'Ey, Toby. Name's Dabeat3; nice to meet'cha man."
I rolled my eyes; this kid was not that great at being subtle. Toby gave Dabeat a strange look but dismissed it quickly. He turned back to the woman.
"What is going on?" he asked in a rare serious voice.
The woman stood still and, without moving, began to speak. "I am the Wizard. And this is my experiment."
"Experiment?" I didn't like the sound of that.
"Yes, experiment. To see how three regular human gamers would cope with facing situations of game popularity. With exactly eight stages that cannot be reached without first completing the previous challenges, I see this as the most organized way to go about this."
"Organized? We don't even know how this works." Dabeat cried.
"It is simple; finish each stage without killing all your guys to reach the final boss level."
"How many lives do we get?" I asked.
"Three. One for each of you. if you fail anyone of the challenges you will be stuck in the pixelated limbo known as the Recycle Bin. Good luck!"
Poof! She disappeared. Aw, bleep.
