Enter the Wild Aka Kitrpg (Kit, Sol, Silv, 8bit, and Lolli)

-Beep!- Beep!- Beep!-

The loud screeching sound filled the dimly lit room, disturbing the previous quiet with the intention of doing it's job of waking up all in it's vicinity. The room the alarm had originated from was a rather large room, a room filled with just about anything you'd expect. A twin-sized bed covered with matching orange/black covers, flanked by polished wooden dressers that had various little nicknacks piled on top of them. A large wardrobe pressed back against the wall, a small table sitting in the corner with 3 chairs surrounding it and a lamp sitting on top. A work desk with stacks of papers scattered all over it, a laptop closed on it's surface with a bulky box sitting next to it. The room had a dark brown carpet, it's walls a light brown with posters of anime, rock bands, and other random objects stuck to it's walls.

A light groan came from the bed after a few minutes of continuous beeping, the lump hidden under the covers shifting. A tan hand slowly peeked out of the heavy cloth, reaching over to the black alarm to shut it up. At least that was supposed to happen, no, instead the hand hit everything except the alarm, knocking stuff off the dresser onto the floor. A deep voice grumbled from the lump as the figure under tried to push themselves up, reaching out blindly some more until they overreached and fell flailing out off the bed with a 'Oof!'.

Now tangled up in the covers, half of their body off the bed and the other still on. The man, as it could be seen now that he shook the covers off his head, pouted up at the ceiling, brown hair sticking up everywhere and obscuring half of his face. He muttered something under his breath and finished kicking the covers off him, the alarm having stopped in the time it took him to stand up and take in the light shining through his window blinds. The young man ruffled his hair as he picked up the fallen sheets, robotically shaking them out and smoothing them back over his bed. He walked to the other side of the bed and picked up the pillows that got knocked off because of his flailing, smacking them a bit before dumping them at the head of the bed.

The man yawned deeply, scratching his bare chest as he finished his morning routine, actually disabling his alarm, picking up any other stuff he knocked down trying to turn it off, and opening his dresser to get a pre-made outfit for the day. He yawned again as he lazily walked out of the bedroom of his single room apartment, walking into the bathroom to do the next step of his morning routine, getting clean. After getting all freshened up and clean, the man walked out of the bathroom with much more energy and life than when he went in.

He hummed cheerfully as he clipped his hair back with the pins he keeps lying everywhere, then popping open his glasses case that he keeps on the living room table for some odd reason. With his new HD vision, the 19 year old quickly prepared himself a bowl of cereal and plopped into his couch, turning on the TV as he did so. A quick series of channel flips landed the man on the news channel for any heads up on construction and shiz.

Now normally you would be paying attention to the news if you bothered turning to it, but honestly, all the man could hear was, “Blah blah fire blah blah closed routes blah blah sunny.” In other words, he ignored everything except for what he wanted to hear, like usual. The man bounced a little in his seat as he finished eating his cereal, taking the bowl to his sink for a quick rinse and putting it back into the cabinet. Whilst he was doing that, his smart phone began to ring from it's spot...where ever he left it.

“Oh crud! Where did I leave my phone this time?” He said looking around for where the ringing was coming from, he checked his couch, the table, under his couch, before he realized that it was probably in it jacket's pocket like it was the other 100 times this happened. The brunet proved himself correct when he pulled the 4G out of his pocket, quickly swiping the answer button before time was up. “Hello, Orlando speaking!” in hindsight he probably should have checked the caller ID first before shouting out his name, but the damage is already done.

“Heya Big brother!” Orlando grinned broadly at the high voice on the other end of the phone.

“Ohai Reese! How are you doing?”

“I'm doing great! High school isn't anywhere as near as scary as I thought! I've already made lots of friends!” she squealed in an excited tone, “And what about you? How is your job going?”

Orlando slipped himself back on his couch, “It's been great! I haven't gotten much work yet, but the stuff I did have to build all sold really well! The customers really liked it y'know?” He leaned his head back, smiling at the ceiling, “I really hope it's going to get even better! I just want to build so many things already!”

“Oh wow! I'm glad that things are going to good on your side too! ...”

The two siblings continued to talk for a few more minutes, before Reese finally had to hand up and Orlando was finally ready to get up and do something other than sit around, like...go to the store or something...actually no, the library is still open isn't it? He'll just mosey on down over there and mooch on their free WiFi.

Yeah that sounds like a plan, he is going to go do that right now.

The man quickly threw on his jacket and backpack, grabbing his car keys off the table (Sure keeps a lot of stuff on his living room table) and skipped out the room.

To the Library!

Sunlight slowly filtered in through the window, highlighting both the dust in the air, and landing on a pile of blankets with a small head poking out the side. The mess of a blanket pile slowly blinked, yawning and Attempting to stretch, tangled in the blanket. He slowly woke up, realizing thefact that he was stuck in the blanket and attempting to get out, falling out of bed in the process and mostly connecting with a soft carpet, head hitting the side of the bed.
He proceeded to slowly get up, rubbing his head and supressing the urge to complain, even if to himself. He looked around his bland room, with a decent computer and a TV stand with a old TV ontop of it. There was also a Fallout four perk-chart poster on the wall above his Twin-sized bed. Alongside that, the floor near the TV was cluttered with an NES, SNES, and Nintendo 64, and respective controller and games, in a mess that He was too lazy to try to clean up. He stretched, Walking out of his room into the living room. He looked over at his grandfather, waving a bit and offering a quick "Hey, Grandpa." And getting a "Hi, Cody." In return.  He remembered that he forgot something quickly, running back into his room and grabbing a not-really-that-big blue bag, taking his headphones and a small pack of starbursts, and his 3DS. He zipped up the bag after putting in the starbursts, headphones and 3DS, Throwing on a Pokemon T-shirt of all the kanto pokemon,  Some jeans, and deciding to put on his only hoodie which was Blue, grabbing his glasses from his computer desk and putting them on before walking back into the living room. "Hey grandpa, I'm going on a walk. Tell grandma where I've gone when she wakes up!" running out the front door without waiting for a response, being careful not to let any of the animals out. He stepped out into the morning sun, stretching a bit while starting to walk along the side of the road, blocking the sun from his eyes with his hand while thinking of where He's going today.

Something shuffled among the covers of a bed as sunlight shone through a window. A bond haired girl emerged from the covers looking around. In the corner of the small room a dresser stood next to a small bookshelf. Books of every size lined the shelves, including a giant encyclopedia. Walking over the girl picked out a small book, and walked down the stairs.

As usual she helped herself to some breakfast, which was cereal this very morning. Noticing a note the young female walked over to it. It read Lyla I'm going to drop your little brother at a friends, I'll be back in about an hour. Lyla sighed, quickly finishing up her breakfast and then grabbing an orange.

She walked out the door, enjoying the warmth of the sunlight. Taking a path that lead behind her house, Lyla found herself in the woods. Finding a log, she plopped herself onto it, and enjoyed the atmosphere. Taking out a small book, she began to read.

After a couple of hours Lyla stood up and walked deeper into the forest. A small squirrel scurried past her, before grabbing a nut. She watched as it disappeared into the branches of an oak. Continuing to walk she checked her watch. Seeing as it was only 8:04 a.m she kept on walking. Finding a nice rock near a stream she started to much on the apple she took from the fruit bowl.

Ally sighed as she dumped the bucket of dirty soap water over the fence. It splattered across the muddy ground, splashing against her work boots. The farm girl either didn't notice or didn't care as she finished dumping the bucket and walked along the fence to pull a rope attached to a bell, causing said bell to ring. Squeals of excitement rang out as the pigs swarmed to the fence to meet her.

Ally pushed a button on a large machine that sat on the other side of the fence. It started up but then sputtered out after a moment. Scowling, she kicked the food dispenser roughly, causing it to cough and then roar as it started back up again, dispensing the food for the pigs into their troughs.

After watching to make sure the food dispensed all the way, Ally pushed back from the fence and stomped her way across the yard. She wiped her hand across her forehead, feeling sweat trickle down the back of her neck. She tilted her head up to the sky, eyeing the position of the sun in the sky.

"Eh? Nine-thirty er so, I 'spect..." Ally mumbled to herself. The farm girl had been up and working on the animals since dawn, and she was just now finishing up. She jogged up to the house, an old southern mansion that had been in her family since the Civil War. The house had been passed down from father to son for generations; she would be the first woman to inherit the property in over a century, simply because her parents had never had a son. Her mother had to have intensive surgery after Ally was born, causing her to lose her ability to mother another child.

The house was impressive, an old southern plantation that had been added onto and fixed up over the years, as well as modernized with the latest technologies. Ally tromped up the stairs to the porch before pulling the door open and entering the house.

Her mother was at the sink, washing dishes as Ally entered the kitchen. She looked up. "Good mornin', darling!" she greeted her daughter.

"Mornin' Mom," Ally replied tiredly, looking around. "Where's Dad?"

"'e's in 'is workshop. Ya know 'ow 'e is. Can't leave a project alone fer a few 'ours," her mom laughed, gesturing wildly at the air with a soapy hand.

"Alrigh'. Ahm gonna take a shower, then Ahm headin' out."

"Where ya goin', Ally?" Her mom asked, perplexed.

"Out wi' 'Lexa. We're goin' 'iking up In'ian Trail," Ally reminded her mother. "We been planning this fer a month, Mom!"

"Ah, tha's right. Ah fergot. Ya know, Ah werry 'bout tha' sometimes..." her mother trailed off, returning to the dishes. "'ave fun, Ally!"

"Thanks, Mom!" Ally responded, traipsing up the stairs to the third floor. The entire third floor was Ally's to do with as she pleased. She had decided to get rid of the many bedrooms on the floor and turn it into a giant loft space. She crossed the loft to the bathroom and stepped in, closing the door after her.

She jumped into the shower, turning the water to the coldest setting possible. She sighed in bliss as the freezing cold water hit her sweating, overheated body. Ally stood there for a good ten minutes and just let herself cool down before she finally took soap to her body and hair.

She then stepped out of the shower, and as she wrapped herself in a towel, her eyes caught herself in the mirror. Her emerald-green eyes stared back at her as she eyed her own body. She was a tall girl, reaching over six feet in height, and she was muscled all over from years of hard work on her family’s farm. Her hair was so short it was nearly a buzz-cut. It was also a bright royal blue. Ally loved the color blue, and she felt that dying her hair was a decision that wasn’t as permanent as a tattoo, but just as distinctive and pretty.

She finished drying herself off and dressed in comfortable clothes: a pair of khaki shorts and a white-and-blue flowered tank-top. She threw on a light rain jacket, colored sea-green, on top of the tank-top, as rain was in the forecast for the next few days in the Indian Trail area.
Ally grabbed her black-and-blue hiker’s backpack. She had stuffed it full of everything that she could ever need on a hike, and a few emergency supplies in case Alexa and her got trapped out in the wild for a few days. She then raced down the stairs, waving good-bye to her mother, and left the house.

She got into her old white truck and started off down the road, leaving her farm behind for an adventure.

The bouncy brunet man hummed loudly to the music, nodding his head to the rock song blasting out of his car's speakers. His green eyes was trained to the road in front of him, cars on either side as he drove down the busy street of downtown.

What the young man had been planning to do once he gets to the library was hook his laptop up to the wifi there and use their superior connection to run his favorite MMORPG, so he can play with his friends and not fall behind because of lag.

Ugh, lag.

Now there wasn't anything really bad about his own wifi, but anyone who uses it can tell that it isn't the best, Orlando has lost count of how many times his connection is suddenly cut in the middle of him doing something, like watching videos or playing games. Sometimes the TV would blank out if he was using cable, but that didn't bother the man anywhere near as much, it's not like he really watches the damn thing. Why watch TV if he can look it up on his laptop or phone? Like, he knows that some shows need to be viewed on TV to meet their viewer goal, if not then they have to cancel...

Maybe he should watch things on the TV more often, he'd be heartbroken if any of his favorite shows, like Steven Universe, was canceled because everyone watched it on YouTube and not on TV. Which he has been, Ahhhh! Now I feel so guilty! I don't want to be apart of the reason the show ends I don't wanna! He wailed mentally, his face changing to a sad expression, a pouty frown and glossy eyes. The man made a small noise, turning the music down now that his mood turned a little sour.

(GM: It's now 10:00 AM)

Because he was so concentrated on what he just revealed to himself, the brunet failed to notice that the world around him...stopped. Outside his care was a grayed world, the cars, people, and animals all frozen in place, even his car stopped running, it's constant rumble due to the engine paused in time.

How the hell is Orlando not noticing this?

The man was still muttering to himself, missing the fact that his seat isn't vibrating, “What if I looked up the show on Cartoon Network's official site? Would that count as viewing? But do they charge? I don't want to have to pay to watch a show that isn't a movie, that's so stupid! I'm sure that if I just watch YouTube it will make no difference in the view count, plenty of other people are watching it on TV anyways. So it wouldn't be my fault if it DID get canceled....but why does it feel like it is! I don't want to feel guilty!” He whined, ignoring the rapidly darkening world outside his car and the fact that the inside of his car was quickly be covered in darkness.

At least until the first tendril of darkness touched his skin, causing the man to squeal at the sudden coldness on his hands. Snatching his hands of the wheel like he just been burned (or in this case, frost burned,) slamming his back into his seat hard enough to knock some of his hair and his glasses ajar. “What the heck is that!” he cried, finally noticing that everything was certainly not right, he looked around wildly bringing his feet up into the seat and trying to disappear into it (and failing.).

“What's happening..?” he whimpered softly to himself, tensing up as the dark enclosed around him. Terrified, but unsure about what he should do, Orlando just closed his eyes and hoped for the best. He wouldn't open his eyes again until hours have passed.

(As Gm)

As the darkness encloses itself on the chosen few, they will soon find themselves unconscious, taken by an unknown force to a realm of darkness, where they will awake in a mysterious room with little features. In the room sat 5 chairs arranged in a half circle around a crescent moon table, in the center of the table was a pedestal with a large, dark blue gem, glowing with a luminescent light. The image of a clock can be perceived inside the gem if one were to look close enough. In the front of the room was a large theater screen, blank, with no images. It is in one of these seats that our unfortunate heroes will find themselves waking up in one of the five chairs, once the clock in the gem finally strikes 12:00 noon.

(Normal/Once it's Noon)

Orlando was slumped over in the center chair, his head resting against the arm of his chair and a peacefully expression on his face. He looked as comfortable as can be, considering what just happened to him before he fell asleep. There was even a little trail of drool slipping down his cheek onto the soft blue fabric of the chair, the young man muttered something when he heard a voice telling him to wake up, but he ignored it in favor of sleep.[/color]

The 14 year old continued walking, rubbing his head and yawning. It was still pretty early, though he wasn't paying attention to what time it was. He yawned, sitting down on a nearby bench and pulling out his 3Ds, popping in Pokemon mystery dungeon: explorers of sky. Sure it wasn't new, but it's still a good game.

He started the game, not paying attention to the rest of the world at all.  Eventually, the world around him started to grey out, a car stopping infront of him, a bird flying overhead no longer moving mid-flight. His 3DS stopped moving as well, causing him to tilt his head. He put it down, putting it in his pocket, and looked up at darkness that was surrounding him. He started to freak out, backing up and proceeding to feel intense cold on his back. He jumped forward a small bit, attempting to get away from it, but only being blocked by more darkness-- before it closed in.

Cody was head-down on the table, not making much noise in his sleep but still asleep, barely waking up when a voice told him to wake up, still half-asleep and not realizing anything's wrong.

Finishing the apple, she looked around for a place to leave the core. In the end the just decided to dig a hole and then cover it up. After she finished during the apple core, Lyla stood up. Stretching she thought about how much she enjoyed that apple.

Starting to walk again, Lyla set up a fast paced walk. Stopping every once in a while to look at an animal or a plant. A few minutes past, and then a couple more, until she came into a clearing. One could see that a couple of bushes stood along with a peach tree in the center. Although none of the peaches were ripe yet, they were growing more every day.

Taking a seat under the tree Lyla took a deep breathe. Taking out a book she began to read. A couple of minutes... or maybe hours later strange things started to happen. The world around her began to freeze, a squirrel that was scurrying up a tree froze in place. The leaves had not even a rustle, mice scurrying around earlier were like they were inanimate objects. Closing the book she started to notice the anomalies around her. Darkness enclosed her until she could see no more, as she unfolded into unconciousness.

Slumped on the chair next to Orlando, Lyla was content and asleep. Only when she heard a faint voice did she partially wake. Opening her eyes for a couple seconds, before closing them once again, into a slumber.

Ally drove up to a one-story house in a new neighborhood at the edge of town. She pulled out her phone and texted her best friend from inside her truck. After a few moments, Alexa emerged from the house. Alexa was a shorter girl than Ally, about 5'4", and had deep brown hair and eyes, with a pair of black square glasses that framed her small face. Her friend was wearing a navy-blue t-shirt with a distinctive white logo on it that Ally recognized as the logo for their old High School.

"Wearin' tha' LVA pride, huh, 'Lexa?" Ally greeted her friend. Alexa grinned, nodding. She heaved a large backpack over her shoulder and threw it into the back of Ally's truck before jumping into the cab.

"Ready fer a weekend o' campin' and hikin' fun?" Ally asked, beaming with excitement.

"Oh yeah," Alexa agreed. This wasn't the first time the two friends had been camping and hiking up Indian Trail; they went as often as they could because they loved camping and spending time together.

Ally started up her truck again and they set off down the highway, heading towards the Indian Trail Park.

Once they got there, Ally parked her truck and they stepped out of the vehicle, grabbing their bags from the back of Ally's truck. Ally locked the doors and they set off along the trail. The two females joked around as they hiked up the trail. Ally took a break at the side of the trail, and took a swig of water. The sun was almost at its highest peak in the sky.

"Hey, do you want to set up camp soon?" Ally called to her friend. There was no response. Ally looked ahead at the trail and noticed that her friend was frozen in mid-step. Ally paused, confused. Darkness was closing in at the edges of her vision. She stumbled, dizzy. The next thing she knew, she was face-first in the dirt, her vision fading quickly.


Ally's head was resting on her shoulder as she slept fitfully, her eyes fluttering and her fingers jerking. Her eyes suddenly flew open as a voice whispered in her ear for her to wake up. She jerked forward, slamming her chest into the table in front of her. "Huh? Whazzat?!" she exclaimed, still half-asleep.

She brought up her hands to rub at her eyes. She looked around blearily at the other three people sitting at the table with her. All of them were still asleep, despite the voice still echoing around them, telling them to 'wake up.'

"Hey! What's goin' on?" she demanded aloud.

(GM)

As the four chosen one’s woke from their darkness induced slumber, the orb in the center of the crescent moon pulsed with it’s dark light, the image of a clock fading as light gathered in its core, becoming more opaque as the light seems to gather itself on the surface of the gem. A small light blue, almost white mist swirls around the outside of the gem, flowing above it until it became as shape of some sort of humanoid being.

As this happens, a feeling of pressure would settle over the four’s chest, as the seats raise up slightly along with the table. The floor underneath would slowly shift, bright white light carving itself into the dark floor until the shape of three moons with a single trail of stars lit up the ground, illuminating the room more than the blue gem had. Because of the new light of the room, dark blue designs can be seen etched into both the floor and lower walls, depicting a scene of humanoids gathering around a star, on their knees as they offered something to it.

The command to awaken shall ring in the minds of those still asleep, yet this time they will be involuntarily jarred awake by a strong force.

Once fully awaken, a deep ambiguous begins to speak in a odd language, before it changes into english.

“Welcome to the Starvoid, humans. You four have been chosen to follow the paths of the destined, to become the ones who would save our world from devastation. Whether you wish it or not, you four shall gain powers beyond your imaginations as you are faced with peril.” The mist fell out of its humanoid shape to swirl around it’s gem, before reforming.

“You will all be given the supplies you will need to survive, supplies that will be essential to yourselves and to your companions.” In front of each person’s seat, a small light will glow. The light will circle around it’s chosen person, before swirling around their right wrist. In an instant, the lights will compact into a solid object, into a solid watch of chosen color.

The screen of the watch will alight with a bright glow, turning into a screen displaying much information.

The heroes are free to fiddle with it as they please, before the mist speaks again.

(Normal)

Orlando muttered something else in his sleep, eyebrows drawing together and the voice of one of the others drifted into his mind. He ignored it, because sleeping was sooooo much more important to him, but the mist couldn’t do its job if the dumb human male wasn’t awake and lucid. A strong shock raced down Orlando’s spine, causing the man to snap his green eyes open with a loud yelp.

He jerked up violently from the chair to whine, placing one hand on his back and wincing mentally. “What’s going on?” he questioned, wide awake and startled by the obvious change in scenery. “Wait...wasn’t I in my car? Didn’t some dark thing eat me? OH MY GOD AM I IN ITS STOMACH!!!!??? I DON’T WANNA BE MELTED IN STOMACH ACID!” Orlando takes this moment to slam his hands against the desk and take a deep breath so he can screech.

However, he suddenly took notice of the floating mist person in front of him and immediately got distracted from his current plight. He ooo’d at the mist person, looking it up and down, resisting the urge to hop out of his chair to run up to it.

“Hiya weird mist thingy!” he sung, waving his hands eagerly at the apparition. Then he noticed that there was other people at the table too, so he gave them all a big wave before he noticed that the chairs they was sitting in was just AMAZING! He ran his large hand of the arm rest, taking in the amazing velvet feel, and how soft the cushions on his butt and back felt. He just had to admire the remarkable craftsmanship of all the furniture in here. The table was smooth, and was those little gems decorated in those real?

Amazing!

Whilst the carpenter fangasmed over the beautiful furniture of the room, he barely registered what the mist thing started saying something about being chosen and gaining powers and some shit. Now paying attention, Orlando ooo’d out loud at the prospect of gain all sorts of powers. “Like all the videogames I used to play...this sounds so cool!” he gripped his hands into fists and grinned wildly, probably thinking of this all as some sort of amazing dream to be honest.

He held out his wrist with no hesitation, watching the watch form against his hand eagerly. As soon as the large device was finished forming, the brunet tested its weight. It’s pretty light for it’s size, I can hardly feel any pressure from it. What could this be made of? Not many materials I know can make something this light without protection issues. He tapped on the screen lightly, scrolling through his status page with obvious interest.

(Note: The only working tab on the DMW is Status, all the others won't be open until we Enter the Wild.)

Cody jumped with a start at the sound of yelling from someone he didn't know, practically jumping up, before sitting back down and rubbing the bridge of his nose, complaining about something under his breath. He looked around, barely able to keep his eyes open, but slowly started to notice.. Mist? And it was speaking.. He didn't recognize what the... Mist??? Was saying at first, before it registered in his head. Suddenly, a light glowed infront of him, him giving it a suspicious look before it started swirling around him. He gave a small noise of surprise, before it swirled around his wrist and turned into... A blue watch..? Cody was about to start fiddling with it, before he heard someone mention Videogames, his mind suddenly jumping to attention. "H-Hey, you're right... Whoever you are. Even though I have no idea what's going on, this does sorta seem like a videogame or some crap like that. But much more real... I mean, the seat's comfy and all that, but there's gonna be some drawback. Such as we're all alone in this world. Plus, my grandparents are probably gonna be wondering where I am and... God, ignoring that fact, If we're gonna be working together or whatever like the... Mist??? Says, then we should introduce ourselves. I'm Cody Flyte, 14 year old video-game addict. Yes, that's the only thing really worth saying about me.." He reached in his pocket, pulling out his glasses and putting them on. He listened to the others-- if they introduce themselves or talk at all-- while looking at the watch's status screen.

Lyla's eyes flickered open, darting around the room. Ugh, where am I? Taking a look at the room there were three other people, all of them seeming to be older than her. Well, taller was for sure. But the thing that caught her attention was a misty figure speaking. It spoke that this was called the Starvoid and it told of how they were destined to save this world.

A bright light swirled around Lyla, and then her wrist. A watch began to take shape, unfolding onto her wrist. When it fully took shape one could see that it was a light blue watch. The screen lit up relaying some information. Lyla started to read the information upon the screen when someone else, not the mist, spoke.

Looking up it was a boy with short brown hair and light blue eyes. Around the same age as her, more or less. He introduced himself as Cody Flyte, apparently he was a 14 year old. He also really liked Video Games according to what he said. Lyla didn't really want to talk to these strangers unless they asked her something so all she said was, "M-my names Lyla."

Ally squinted against the light, a scowl forming on her face. "Aw, hell." she complained after getting a good look at her surroundings. She was seated at a table in the shape of a crescent, with three other people situated around the oblong part of the table. Across from them, in the center of the table, floated a strange orb. An image of a clock faded out of view seconds after Ally's eyes landed on it, leaving her guessing as to the time displayed on it. All she was sure of was that it was the top of the hour, whichever one it was.

The orb glistened with a strange dark light, an oxymoron in itself, and a light blue mist formed around the orb. It hung around the orb for a moment before forming itself into a hominoid shape. Then Ally grunted in surprise as pressure settled onto her chest as her seat and the table rose a few inches off of the ground, revealing the white marble-like floor.

Dark lines etched themselves across the floor, indistinct before lighting up in the shape of three crescent moons and a trail of stars. The new illumination revealed dark lines and shapes on the floors and walls, revealing a picture of a gathering of hominoids bowing down around a star.

Ally's eyes narrowed as she took in the scene. Her first thought was that either she had eaten something really weird before bed, or she was having the strangest drug trip of her life. It was then that the orb caught her attention once more with a firm command to Wake Up!.

"Ah am awake!" she complained instantly, though knowing that the orb was referring to the other three slumped figures in the room. Her companions each jerked awake; the first immediately started yelling about not wanting to get eaten alive.

Then the male seemed to realize that he was not in fact, being eaten, and calmed down a tad. He focused in on the misty figure and waved at it cheerfully before waving at Ally and the other humans at the table.

Then the mist figure began to speak, telling the humans about their supposed 'destiny' and how they were going to recieve powers with which to complete this destiny, which was supposedly to save this world.

"Alrigh', alrigh'," Ally exclaimed in irritation. "Ah aint fallin' fer this crap, so whoever's filmin' this thang can stop righ' naow." She scowled as one of the males spoke up.

He seemed to think this was legit, so in Ally's mind, he was clearly in on the prank. "Look, eh, 'Cody' er whiever ya really are, ah aint fallin' fer it, so ya can drop th' act. All y'all can," she added, looking around the room for the nonexistant camera crew.

Orlando grinned over at the other boy who spoke, “Hiya Cody! My name is Orlando, it’s nice to meet ya’! You too Lyla!” He leaned back in his seat and kicked his feet up on the table, getting cozy, the man hummed, “I’m 19 years old, and I’m a Woodworker and a Journeyman carpenter!  I also recently got my license, so I miiiiiight not know everything there is to know, yet.” He gave a crooked smile, eyes focusing back to the cream colored watch. The map that was on the main screen was completely blacked out, he notices. Other than that first little box, everything else seemed grayed out, Orlando didn’t like that, he wants to see what everything else does!

The man pouts a little, tapping the grey’d button rapidly. Then he registered what the lady with the accent said while he abused his watch, “I donno,” he started, “Seems awfully real to me, I don’t know anybody who would kidnap me from my car and bring me to a really well made room with obviously expensive equipment. That, and I don’t think anyone would risk the lawsuit to film or prank us. Well,” He paused, “Unless they want to make us play some little game before they kill us and hide our bodies to cover their tracks.” For the chance of that being true, Orlando said it in quite a nonchalant tone.

Before he could say anything else, the mist (which has deformed to swirl around the orb while he wasn’t looking) started to speak again.

(Gm)

As the Mist being floated above the gem, the large theater screen began to brighten to a light grey, as if somebody hit a switch to turn it on for a movie. With no regards for what the humans have said during its moment of silence, the Mist spoke, “The time has come for you all to enter the World of Kir’Kayan, go heroes and fulfill your destiny.” bursting into shapeless light, the mist swirled around the gem, then around the entire table, before flowing up to the theater screen and flying in circles in its center. As it spun faster and faster, the mist formed into the screen, making a bright glowing circle on its surface. The light grew as the air started to thin and gravity seems to have vanished.

Unable to control their flight, as the table and chairs almost instantly vanished into the ground, our heroes will find themselves sucked into the theater screen, into a blinding multicolored portal that flashed so bright as they entered that they couldn’t see a thing. Once the light died down in the room, it was left empty of any being, the light symbols on the floor only pulsed once before fading, leaving the room to darkness.

During the 2 second trip through the portal, the heroes will be subjected to a heavy distorted feeling in their bodies and mind as the necessary changes was made to their bodies. After that 2 seconds, the will finally be rudely greeted by the grassy, dirt ground.

(The Forests of Krita)

Our heroes will find themselves lying on the grassy ground in the middle of a very large clearing. The sky over the clearing was a clear blue, the sun sitting on it’s peak of rise, shining brightly down on the humans. Water can be heard near by, rushing through the trees that seemed to tower over everything. Large boulders were wedged deeply into the ground on the mostly clear area, a few smaller trees taking up random spots within the clearing.

Whenever the heroes decide to get off their butts and look around, their watches will beep three times and a show a single button saying “Get Items” on the screen. Once pressed, they will be presented with a screen appearing in their vision. The screen says;

-Player Name- has received two sets of items that corresponds to their starting class!

(For Orlando)
Orlando has received [Copper saw], [Carpenter’s tools]!
Orlando has received [ Copper Dagger], [Rogue Class Scroll]!

(For Cody)
Cody has received [Chef’s tools], [Copper Fryingpan], [Copper pot]!
Cody has received [Copper Axe], [Lumberjack Class Scroll]!

(For Lyla)
Lyla has received [Straw Basket]!
Lyla has received [Copper Short Sword], [Warrior Class Scroll]!

(For Ally)
Ally has received [Oak Bow], [30 Pine arrows], [Quiver]!
Ally has received [Hunter’s tools][Hunter Class Scroll]!

Once this is done, the watch’s screen will return to normal and all selections (except the ? button) are open. Status will tell current status (Healthy for all), Quests is currently empty, Inventory will have all the received items within, Party is empty until players make a formal party request to each other,  and Map will only show the clearing that that are in ( Box 1 on titanmap) but everything else is grey’d out until they venture further into the area.

(Normal)

Orlando listened to the Mist intently, curious on finding out more about their situation, sadly that didn’t happen. The man was more than a little confused when the mist decided to send them in without telling them more information, where was they going? Was the people their friendly? How will they survive exactly? Do they speak english? DO THEY HAVE BACON THERE!?

“I need to knooow!” he cried out loud, gripping his hair tightly with both hands. That, is when he started to notice that he suddenly felt weightless, the tables and chair disappearing into the ground as he started to flail in the air. He yelped and tried to look around for something to grab, latching onto the closes body next to him as he was sucked into the white hole tha- “Ooh! Pretty color-erk!” Orlando shut his eyes tightly when the blinding light flashed in his eyes, effectively blinding him and making him grip on to whoever he grabbed a little tighter.

He made an incoherent noise when he felt his gut twist like he was on his first roller coaster all over again (cept this time his whole body),  but the feeling left as quickly as it came and he felt something hard and unmoving collide with him.

Dazed, the 19 year old laid there, letting go of everything and just dealing with the pain spreading across his front. “Well,” he rasped, “That’s one way to be moved.” He braced his hands against the ground, then pushed himself on his knees. A quick glance around told him that he certainly wasn’t in some random room anymore, if the grass all around didn’t tell him before. The man just looked at the forest around him with confusion, hearing the sounds of what might be animals in the trees, and water too! He could even see a little squirrel thing sitting in one of the branches of the shorter trees. Certainly not in the city anymore. he thought, scratching the back of his head idly.

That’s when he heard something beep from behind his head, Oh yeah, I have that watch thingy now… He slowly brought the DMW in front of his face, trying to ignore the pain in his face and Oh god was you supposed to feel pain in a dream? The large touch screen blinked with a large button. It said ‘Get items’, so like any self-respecting person, he pressed it without a second thought as to what just happened.

He jerked back slightly when a cream colored screen popped up in his face, it looked like one of those message screens you get on MMORPGs, except transparent. Orlando ooo’d loudly and reached out to the screen, surprised that when he touched it it felt real. Like touching an actually screen! “Cooool” He looked around at his other companions to see what they were doing, and he had to admit that he was relieved that everyone was dumped in the same place and not scattered across the forest. Or world. That’ll be bad.

He also had to note that the screen remained in his field of vision no matter where he turned to look, which was kind annoying. Since he knew that the others was in the clearing too, he felt safer about sitting on his but to fiddle with his new watch some more. He pressed the accept button at the bottom of the screen, since that was pretty much the only way to get rid of it, and hummed when it stated that the items has been added to his inventory…

Where was his inventory? He looked down at himself, he was dressed just like how he was before, only with the absentence of his backpack. Hey! Where’s my stuff? And where did the new stuff go? Where is the inventory…? The brunet scrunched up his face in confusion, before looking back at the watch. He noticed that the Inventory button wasn’t grey anymore, when he touched it it changed to a screen displaying everything he had on him! The new stuff included, that was pretty cool but how do you get it out. He tapped on the [Copper Dagger] curiously, then a mini-screen on the DMV popped up saying, ‘Do you want to equip [Copper Dagger]?’

He tapped yes and didn’t stop the amazed face he made when a light shot from the DMW and quickly solidified on his right hip, leaving behind a simply made Dagger with a small red gem embedded on it’s grip. It was attached to his belt with a holder he certainly didn’t have before, after carefully drawing the dagger from its sheath, he examined the blade in the light. The blade was around 13 in, from what he can see, it started straight, but curved at the end like a cutlass(first thing he can think of) would. It glinted brightly in the light and was finely polished, the edge was sharp, he found out when he gently touched the bladed edge and cut his finger instantly. Thankfully he didn’t press hard enough that it could draw blood beyond what a small paper cut would.

“So cool~”

Cody yawned slightly, listening to that girl with the rather thick accent and.. Orlando? Started to speak. He listened, nodding alongide what Orlando was saying-- as it was all very much possibly true, when the mist started speaking again. The world of Kir'Kayan. Cody was attempting to drill that into his memory before noticing that he was slowly starting to fly up into the air. He looked around, not really remarking but looking incredibly surprised, before being sucked into the screen, closing his eyes and covering them with his arms to block the blinding multi-color light from burning his eyes.
He felt incredibly sick all of a sudden, as if all of the organs in his body were being moved by force, before it stopped and he was then immediately slammed into the grassy ground, face-first. He groaned, struggling to sit up and rubbing his back, nodding at what Orlando said. "So... any one of you guys rupture anything or are we all fine? Because this definitely feels like my everything is broken." After ending his sentence, he looked down at his watch. He cocked his head slightly, noticing a button blinking, with the label 'Get items'. So like any curious 14-year-old with no sense of what might be dangerous or not, he pressed it. He was slightly surprised when a blue-colored screen popped up in his face, him slapping at it and missing entirely, going slightly beyond it. He blinked his eyes, realizing it says that he's recieved some cooking neccesities, a frying pan, a pot, an axe, and a.. Class scroll?? Before he attempted to swipe it away, the screen dissappearing.

Lyla quietly and shyly listened as the person named Orlando introduced himself. He said he was 19 and a Woodworker who just recently got his license. When the thick accented girl said she wasn't falling for this 'prank', Orlando responded that it seemed real to him. Adding that it seems someone wouldn't put this much work into a prank. Lyla agreed to this, as it had some sense.

The mist started to speak straight after Orlando had finished his sentence. Lyla listened to it, wondering what this was all about. It said something about time for your destiny and for you to enter the world of Kir'Kyraen. What destiny? And what is this world?

Before she could think about it any longer however, the mist turned into a bright light. Swirling around the gem, then the table, and finally the screen. Soon the white enveloped the room, and Lyla felt weird, her body seeming to twist and turn. She felt something grab on to her, probably one of the other humans. Lyla closed her eyes, wanting this feeling to be over.

As she slowly opened her eyes she saw forest. Was this all a dream? Or am I somewhere completely different. Looking around she could tell that it was, in fact, a completely different place than the forest she usually walks around. Plus, the others were here with her too, so it was unlikely that she was back home.

A transparent screen appeared from her watch. She stared in awe as it lit up. Lyla pressed the inventory screen, with it showing all her things and a couple extra. The new things were... a sword? A scroll and a straw basket. She started to examine it further to see if their were any new additions besides those three.