"Life" the RP

(Posting order will be determined through first come first serve)

My post was soo epic, we had to put it in a spoiler!:

[Posting Order(so far):]
Bluekat12
SoulTH
Nocive
Jikumo
TeamAshen

It was another day on the simple dull life for Darren or was it? Darren had just recieved the newest game ever, it was a game called Life. Surprisingly it was expensive as hell, but Darren didn't cared as he chuckles giddly as he puts on the helmet and suit. Darren smiles as he was ready to put in a day of playing his game, surprisingly it took him until the next morning of straight playing to get to final boss of game. Darren was a man with a black and red suit with a tie of course, marking his professionalism in the world of business with a katana that looked similar to Yamato, the weapon of Vergil Devil May Cry. Darren was still surprised that the devolpment of this game was so broad and high for that matter.

Darren climbed up the staircase in a very dark room, he could see the heroine in the center of a big spiral stair case that instantly reminded him of a 1990 design of a house that he was working on as a archetitue. Darren sees a mysterious blue glow radiating like crazy chaos emeralds towards his eyes. A dark ominious cloak figure appear from the darkness as it was the evil warlock that kidnap the heroine for his own disasterly needs and wants. The warlock was a demon of course, as the warlock was cloaked in dark clothing old and barren face. The warlock's eyes were red with hatred for Darren as the warlock was prepare for Darren as much as Darren was prepared for the warlock. Darren draws out his sword and manages to send the magical burst of energy that the warlock was shooting from, back at the demonic creature easily. Darren dashed towards the warlock and skids slicing up infront of the warlock cutting the demon in half as blood spurt on Darren's characther. Darren walk to the middle while he was cleaning up the blood on the blade, the battle was over and the fighting was done. The girl ran up to him and kisses him softly, the lips were not real of course. The kiss was interrupted mostly by the pillars falling from the sky as the warlock appeared throwing a lightening ball at Darren, Darren smirked with cockiness and tries to cut in half. But then the game froze, Darren couldn't moved. The graphics started to decay as a new painted picture was being washed away growing worse and worse by the moment. Then a high pitched sound as the real Darren threw down the helmet off of him as he falls down on the floor off of a energy drink can and slams on the floor with a loud thud and blacked out. Darren's coworker Marcus comes to check up on him. Darren was quickly rushed to the hospital. The company claimed of course that it must be a bad copy, but they sadly were wrong.

Darren awakens himself in a field, a peaceful one expet it seem like the grassblades were flickering and he can see the numbers in the sky if he stare at it long enough..Darren started to have a bad feeling as he started to panic realizing that he was holding Yamato in his hand. His eyes widen, "How did i get here? and why i am me in the Life game!?" as he shouts out a bit.

Alicia couldn't stop herself from giggling- she was having the time of her life! Well, both literally and figuratively. She was playing a game called 'Life', a peculiar program that allowed the player to bend their character to their will. Although she wasn't one for videogames, she found the creativity the simple little program had to be fascinating and all more engaging. She was playing as a character of her own, an 'adorable' mix of Alice Liddell and little red riding hood, designed to suit her and her tastes. But enough of her wonderful character, right now she was far too busy gliding down a few floating gears. They were rusty, but she didn't care! After hours of playing, she finally made it to the final level. She landed on one of the old, breaking clockworks, her beloved Cheshire Blade in hand. She looked forward, being greeted by her final enemy.

It was a large, wolf-like being. Standing on 9 feet, it towered all below it with ease. Its limbs were made of metal, mechanical and possibly hard to decapitate 'All the more reason to do so~'. Its belly had a large clock, ticking like a time bomb 'Cuckoo! It's time for tea!'. Its face was fierce, framed by dark fur and dried blood of its victims. Its piercing eyes were of scarlet red 'I wonder if I can keep it in my inventory. That would be nice~!', and its teeth was made to look similar to that of a bear trap 'Perfect! That too!'. It hunched slightly, dragging its large, metallic bode on its arena. Decking the floors were skulls of similar enemies, all broken and old, rotting to the core. Numerous body parts were strewn on the playing field, the memorabilia of the ferocious beast's past battles. It made Alicia all the more giddy to start.

"Butterfly Dodge." She breathed, bursting into a mist of glowing butterfly-like beings, quickly dashing to the arena with ease. The second she stepped on the ground, her body reformed, the mist disappearing as she prepared for the battle. Music, similar to that of a lullaby came on, breaking the previous silence as the beast turned to her, snarling. With an unholy cackle, the girl rushed towards the enemy, her blade turning into a large axe. She could feel it, adrenaline and bloodlust mixing into one as she aimed to end her final enemy. As she swung, everything froze. Before she knew it, her world began to become corrupted, turning worse and worse until everything was completely gone. An excruciating pain shot through her, but she couldn't bring herself to scream as all became lost.

In the real world, the girl had fallen onto the living room floor in a heap, unmoving and unresponsive. Her uncle didn't come home until an hour later, screaming at the sight of his unconscious niece. He took her to the hospital, post-haste, hoping to the lord almighty that she wasn't dead. When they reached the doctors, and the news of her falling into a coma hit Arthur like a brick. He pestered the company to no end, demanding for them to find out what had gone horribly wrong. Her state was healthy, absolutely no reason and no possibility for her to just fall down on her own. It had to be the game, he just knew it!

Meanwhile, Alicia found herself awakening in an odd land. She inspected herself, deducing that she was still playing the game from how she was still her character. Looking around, she found herself in an unfamiliar level. Was this a bonus? A glitch? She didn't know. The field was peaceful, and not as morbid as the other levels she had played through. It made her a bit disappointed. The area seemed unstable as well, as if something wasn't right in the systems. She tapped her Cheshire blade on the ground, hoping to get a vision or anything that could explain to her. Sad to say, it didn't even respond. She sighed, deciding to just wander around until her blade would start hinting her what action to take next, hopefully in less complicated riddles as it usually did.

Geo was psyched, his parents had gotten him a new video game for discovering a new cure for an unknown disease that he had discovered as well. He inserted the disk and put on the helmet and suit. He had never played a game this advanced! He chose to base his character off of his favorite game, minecraft. When he had finished, he was looking at a muscular, lean version of his favorite character, Steve! When the naming box came up, he typed in the words, "SteveX" This was the birth of a new hero!

Going into the game was a little nauseating. He went through a portal like thing and ended up in the world of, *gasp* minecraft! It wasn't exactly like minecraft, the blocks didn't look so blocky, like they were natural, and the game had so much attention into detail, he wondered why he hadn't heard of it before! Thinking back to it, he didn't remember the announcer saying it was a minecraft game, but no matter. He walked a few blocks with his sword at his hip and his bow on his back, wondering if he had to survive just like the original minecraft, when he came to the mouth of a very interesting cave. He walked inside and a cutscene played, he saw huge expanses of tunnels and abandoned mineshafts! But something wasn't right, things were very grey and dark, and there were many more monsters than there were supposed to be.

He looked over to the side of the cave mouth, and saw a tablet with writing on it. It read, "Beware, Herobrine has taken over minecraft! We need someone to save the sacred diamond!" He gasped, Herobrine?! That was supposed to be a myth, he wasn't real! Fear gripped Geo, but he kept on playing, curious and excited at the same time. If a game scared him this much, then it MUST be good! He walked into the cave and came across his first enemy, Zombies and Skeletons. He ducked behind a pile of stone, and pulled out his bow. He fired two arrows and quickly dispatched of the enemies. He came out and inspected their bodies, they were definitely different. They had black smoke coming from their mouths, as if something was there and was now destroyed.

Geo turned his head, and his character did the same. His heart skipped three beats, behind him, hissing like a bomb about to go off, was a Creeper. The nasty thing exploded and threw Geo deeper into the cave, down a hole, and into darkness. He got up, his heart monitor told him he still had eight hearts left. He quickly rummaged through his pockets and pulled out a few torches, not much, but they would have to do. He lit one and walked around, he seemed to be in a square room of cobblestone. Most of it was mossy and green, he knelt down and touched it, it was cold, like no living thing had ever passed through here, with a jump, he realized that he shouldn't be able to feel things in the virtual world! "This is...crazy..." He looked up and realized that this wasn't just a room for looks, it was a dungeon! He saw the cage, with a miniature model of what it was supposed to spawn. He cringed when he realized it was a zombie. A puff of smoke later, and two zombies were staring him in the face.

Geo quickly got up and placed his torch on the wall nearby. He then pulled out his sword and stabbed one of the zombies in the chest, killing him instantly. The other zombie jumped onto him and grabbed his face, attempting to rip in off. Geo yelled, and thrust his fist into the zombie's chest, knocking him back into the wall, and smashing it open. Light flooded into the room, disabling the spawner. Geo picked up his sword and stabbed it through the remaining zombie's chest, not taking any chances. When he walked through the hole, he saw that he had stumbled into a strange looking tunnel. He made his way to the end of it, and opened the door at the end. He felt a powerful evil wash over him as he looked in and saw a man with white eyes, looking at him from atop his throne.

"HEROBRINE! What have you done!?" Geo yelled, brandishing his sword. "Why, young Geo, I haven't done anything wrong. I'm just taking what is rightfully mine!" Herobrine grinned creepily. Geo stumbled backwards, "H-how did you...know my name?!" he didn't remember having to enter his name anywhere. "Oh, I've known you for quite awhile now. I've had a growing interest in you... but enough talk, let the entertainment begin!" Herobrine sat up, and pulled out a bloodred pickaxe, which looked eerily like a scythe. He signaled, and dozens of skeletons, zombie pigmen, and endermen came from the alternate halls, assembling behind him. Geo screamed in rage, and charged the army, going for Herobrine first.

But then....the game froze...Geo had forgotten that it was just a game, and calmed down. But just as quick as the game froze, the screen started to glitch, images move across the screen, until Herobrine's face came up, in full clarity, and Geo started to hear a high-pitched sound. He tried to stay awake...but it was too much, his mind couldn't take it. He knocked out.

He woke up, hanging from a branch by his ankle, he was so groggy, he didn't notice it until a little bit later. He quickly cursed, and pulled his sword out, cutting himself free. He fell to the ground, his sword clattering on a nearby rock. He looked around, he was in a forest, it was strangely calm, but he was worried, he had no idea where he was. He picked up his sword, then yelled and dropped it as if it had been on fire. "W-wait...how is this...possible...?!" This was the sword he had used in the game! He looked down at his hands, they were just like his characters! He was in panic, he picked up the sword again and looked closely at it. It seemed like a normal sword, but it was slightly pixelated, just like he had wanted it in the game! He ran over to a nearby pool, and looked at his reflection in the pool. He WAS his character!

Varden clicked on his turn signal, finally turning onto the long dirt road that led to his mansion. His Jalopy bumped over a rock sending the car into the air, only a short distance, but enough of a jolt for the suit next to him rattle. He worriedly looked over at it, checking it over with his eye before finally driving up into the Mansion's Garage.

He huffed as he lifted the suit in one arm over his shoulder, and the rest of his stuff, food, liquid and such in his other hand, and walked up the short wooden staircase into the kitchen, setting the suit down, he rummaged around grabbing and drinking a half-full glass of Ice Tea in the fridge, and scarfing down a makeshift sandwich. He was eager to get this game, "Life" promised to be the next-gen of gaming. Perhaps the final gen.

He Carried the suit upstairs, to his room, and moving aside several things, some being folded clothes, he plugged the suit in, and put on the bulky suit of polymer. When he finally put on the helmet, the sides of his room bled out, till he came to a difficulty setting, he choose 'Normal', as was his usual way. The Customizing Screen looked good, and awesome, he designed his Character around his favorites. The Organization XIII, and gave himself a Halberd. He decided on a just his name, 'Varden' would do.

He landed in Twilight town, he marveled at how they reproduced the place, down to the the very brick, and the sky, everything seemed so real. He Hung his Halberd about his shoulders, walking down into the Sandpit area, where, surprise Silfer and his Gang were ticking off Roxas's Old Gang.
Both seemed about to come to blows, when Silfer turned towards him and yelled out, 'Hey Newbie! We got some rules around here, and while my gang takes care of these idiots, I'll teach em' to you!' He laughed, and held up a Struggle bat, while his cronies charged at Roxas's Gang. Just as he was about to side-step Silfer's first swing, the world stopped. Varden laughed thinking it was following the canon of the KH series, he yelled out across the now still world, 'Hey! Stop messing with.....' His voice trailed off when heartless, and Nobodies rose up about him, he twirled his Halberd, ready to get to smacking down these fools, but something nagged at his brain, weren't heartless and nobodies enemies, they would normally fight like this but.... Then they tackled him, dragging him down, and darkness started enveloping him, suddenly he couldn't feel that connection to the real world, he was cut off! He roared and threw off them all, only to be buried once more. The Screen went staticky, and he felt as if he was falling. Just falling.


He flipped himself right up, wanting to land on his feet at least, then the static field of vision just bled away, dropping him into a grassy field, he landed on his feet, slightly shaky, and whirling his arms, fell backwards. Looking up at the sky, he saw bits of static glitching in and out, groaning and shaking his head, and heaved himself up, bending down to pick up his Halberd, thankfully he had modeled the character to not easily tire physically from just carrying the Halberd. Looking around he called out through his helm, 'Helllllo! Anyone out there! Hello!'

Nick was scared, he reached up to take off his helmet, but it wasn't there. He felt around his head, and the cold touch of his claw poked at him making him bleed slightly. "Ouch!" he exclaimed. His claws were sharp, just like character he made's claws. He tried to take the gauntlet off, to find that it was stuck on his hand better than Duct Tape glue. He heard a voice, "Helllllo! Anyone out there! Hello" It was faint, but it was a voice. Was it a person? Or was he still in the game? He was confused, he couldn't figure out just what was happening to him.
"O-Over here!" he called. He just hoped that it wasn't a villain or a mugger. He really didn't want to fight right now. It was a bad idea to exhaust yourself in an unknown environment. He started to notice other players appearing in the field. This was making him nervous, were they NPCs? AI? Were they going to attack him? He swallowed and decided to continue following the more friendly sounding voice. There was a strange whispering in his ear, it seemed to be coming from the village.

"Everyone's gone." "Where's mommy?" "1 2 3 4 4 3 2 1" "I'm hungry..." "The king is dead..." "There's someone outside" "more than one"

Darren looks around the area as he looks at his palms of his hands were clocks, "Oh god damn it..." he scowls deeply already trying to figure himself out for a second as Darren couldn't take off his suit jacket "Uh oh.." as the outfit was very formal. Darren sighs "Okay I am inside of the game of life...this is might be a dream...welp might as well go with it." as he gets up from sitting down so long. Darren walks around "Hello? is anyone there?" as he continue to walk around a bit more...Darren began to see a village as it was actually function clearly as Darren saw smoke coming out of the chimneys.. "Hmm..interesting..I must take a further investigation." As Darren continues to keep walking on the path, curious as he was to see what really was going on?

Alicia couldn't help but grin, having been wandering around the area. It seemed as though she wasn't alone; there were a few peculiar others appearing as she watched. Currently, there was a man with a weird claw hand, a man with a clock hand, a person who seemed oddly similar to the character in the famous videogame 'Minecraft', and the most recent; a man with a halberd. A very odd combination of players, but she found it very fascinating. What lead to the spawning of these players? Was this an error or on purpose? Were they really players or just NPCs of the game made to mess with her mind? Oh so many questions, and the girl had yet to find a way to answer them.

She was sitting on a branch for the while, taking a little break from stalking the others. They all seemed confused, or were they just pretending? She couldn't be sure. But she was confident that they hadn't seen her. Her Cheshire Blade had all of its modes wiped out for some reason, along with being reverted to its first stage. Luckily, it seemed her speed was still as impressive as ever. She giggled, staring down at her weapon with a grin akin to the creature of which it was designed from. "Cheshire Blade, Cheshire Blade, what wonders do we have today~" She silently sang, her feet swinging on the edge of the branch. The blade did not speak this time, causing Alicia to feel mild disappointment. Her weapon wasn't being fun as usual, but she guessed it was because of the weird level. Sometimes, even her own blade couldn't explain what was happening. She was still grateful of its earlier hints, though.

Sitting cross-legged, he wondered what his next move should be. "I guess looking for someone who isn't an NPC would be first..." He said to himself with his eyes closed. He wanted to rest a bit more, the forest was peaceful. He got up with reluctance and looked around, when he spotted a girl in a tree, looking at her weapon. He was a bit reluctant to talk to her, she looked a bit...off... What if she was a glitchy NPC? Maybe he could take her on in battle, but he doubted that he could keep up with her, she looked fast. He looked around a bit more, and spotted a man wit a halberd, he looked strong enough to kill Steve in one fell swoop. He looked behind him and saw a man in the ground, with a claw that seemed to spark electricity.

"I guess he looks like the weakest among them..." He started to walk over to him, staying in the cover of the trees, with his sword in hand. When there was no more cover left, he walked out into the open, holding his sword to his side, and called out, "Hey you there, do you have any idea what the hell is going on?!"

Darren looks around the area as he jumps up into a tree already scanning the area, Darren sees a girl sitting in a tree. Darren looks at the weapon she was holding..."Hmm..interesting...lets ask her what is going on around here.." as he dash quickly keeping himself hidden in camoflouge going towards the tree as he runs up on the back side of the tree. "Excuse me Miss.." as he steps on the branch that supported the girl "May I ask where am I??" Darren hoped that the girl was calm minded at least as he sighs deeply to himself [be ready for anything.]

Varden heard the voice yelling 'Over Here!' He Sighed, and resting his halberd on his shoulders, clomped over to the treeline, and looked up at the forest then shaking his head, tried to push through. What happened was he got several feet before getting stuck between two low hanging trees, and sighing he backtracked out of the forest. He looked backwards looking at it again. "Just follow my Voice!, I can't fit through the trees! And I don't want to cut them down either ya' know?" He laughed a bit, and then walked over to where he could see out over the hill, at a village of sorts, several people were heading there, and shaking his head, waited for the potential ally to come out of the forest. He sat down, crossing his legs, and slamming the Halberd, head down into the hill, tearing up a bit of the sod. He kept his hand on it though, ready too fight if the voice turned out to be hostile.

Nick's search for the voice in the woods was rudely interrupted by a man with a gleaming sword, "Hey you there, do you have any idea what the hell is going on?!" Nick didn't like the man's tone...so he ran around him while shouting, "Sorry, but no!" he dashed ahead and soon found the man stuck in the bushes, "H-Hi!" he saw that the man was stuck in branches and helped him out of it. "So..NPC, AI, or User?" he asked, asking the man to identify what he was. He was a bit nervous, he was in an unfamiliar area, no way of knowing the land, no map, no supplies, and the village was giving him the creeps.

The village's houses creaked and dust layered everything. It was abandoned, a long time ago by the looks of it. At the end of the village was a large cave with carvings that glowed purple. The glow seemed to pulse and grow brighter and darker. Voices came from all around the village despite there being no people.

"They're Scary looking.." "Is that a weapon?" "What do they want from us?" "Are they here for the beast?" "Mommy, I wanna go home!" "1 2 3 4 4 3 2 1...tick tock don't stop make it pop!" "Will someone shut him up!?"

(Soul's next post shall be skipped due to him breaking the post order)

Alicia paused, seeming to hear a few faint voices in the distance. The cheshire-shaped handle of her blade seemed to grin, causing her to feel a surge of excitement. Is this another puzzle? A challenge? Was she supposed to go to the village? She hid her weapon under her scarlet cloak, planning to jump down from the branch and investigate. She stopped, hearing someone approaching her tree. She looked around, before being met with the sight of another person. It seemed to be one of the 'players' she had stalked earlier. The one with the clock hands. Well, this certainly made her task easier. Maybe she could befriend this guy... or, just go with her instincts and kill him off. He didn't seem to have anything interesting other than his gloves, though, so it would be quite useless for her.

"Sorry there, bud! I have no idea where this place is. Say, are you a player as well?" She asked, a smile on her face. She had sincere doubts that what the man was about to say would be true, as the possibility of NPCs being programmed to lie were present. But hey, might as well make friendly now and avoid casualties. She preferred working alone, but maybe an ally would be useful. After all, if those others were really players, then surely there would be a time where all of them would have to battle. Her speed would probably be able to outmatch them, but her attack and defenses were back to their basics, making it a very tedious task to knock out even one of them. It was disappointing, but at the same time a rather endearing challenge.

Steve cursed, knocking a tree over with his bare fist. He hated to be ignored. He calmed himself down and started to walk out of the forest, he heard the tree crash into something, and turned around quickly. "CRAP!" the tree had crashed into the girl he had seen before. He couldn't see her anymore, and he hoped she was alright. She probably thought he was an attacker, though, so it was best to stay out of sight. He quickly ran out of the forest, not looking behind him. He ran out to the edge, and saw a man with a halberd sitting on the hill. "Uh...hey! Nice scenery, huh?" his instincts kicked in, if he could make friends with this man, maybe he would help him fend off that girl if she decided to attack. He sheepishly looked behind him, waiting for her to come screaming out, swinging her strange weapon, but she never did. He sighed in relief and turned his attention back to the man. He had a strange hood that looked vaguely familiar.

OOC: Kat, out of curiousness.... Who are you helping out of the branches?

Varden jerked his head up, looking at the man that had addressed him, he stood up, grabbing his halberd and taking a step back. "Be you friend or foe? I wish not to fight you, as you may be friend but... I Will not hesitate to crush you!" His voice boomed out from underneath his Helmet, which being archaic, still seemed effective indeed. After a moment he relaxed though, and held out his gauntleted hand. "Forgive my initial outburst, I was just surprised that another would so readily approach someone like me, being that most are too scared, or hostile to even care. Ha!" At the end he let out a burst of laughter, and shaking his head, still held out his hand.