Board Thread:Role Plays (AU)/@comment-5041507-20140716001620/@comment-25763181-20140820010011

James (username: Jet) was a sixteen-year old boy with dark brown eyes and jet-black hair framing his face. His medium-built figure stood amidst the fourty-eight players from within the main Plaza. It took him a proverbial eternity to save up enough dough to purchase the hardware and the software, but now he was living a gamer's wet dream: inside a virtual reality.

''Holy shit, this...this is fucking AWESOME! My money was DEFINITELY well spent.''

And indeed it was, as his five senses seemingly came alive with excitement. He felt everything, from the fibres of the casual clothing on his skin to the weapon sheathed behind his back; everything.

Alrighty then, a snack would probably help the mood.

The boy opened up his menu...only to find the logout button missing.

''Strange...I beta-tested this game. The logout option should be here...''

A booming voice could be heard from above as the sky turned blood res, and it was none other than Monty Oum himself. He explained the situation to the players before disappearing into nothingness once more, leaving the boy struck with fear and distress.

''WHAT THE FUCK!? Are you serious right now? I have family and friends! A world outside of here! And you expect me to just simply rot away in your own prison!?!?-''

He took deep, oxygen-hungry breaths, his heart rate slowing to a crawl. He decided to search for a light in the proverbial sea of darkness as he sat himself down on a fountain ledge beside a boy with untidy hair.

Okay...so...what's there that can cheer me up...

Wait a minute...

As if by pure instinct, he unsheathed his weapon - a deadly-looking sword that swirled with black, blue, and red. The blade was unmistakable to him, eyes flared out in shock.

Oh my God...I-I am-

"Reiku."