He sat in the large futuristic steampunkish café... a tall thin figure, wearing what appeared to be some sort of cybernetic armor with a helmet that had glowing blue slits...
The armor bore resemblance to the Advanced Suit from an old shooter horror game called Dead Space. It actually was the suit, that had been released recently in celebration of the return of the Dead Space franchise. Unlike the character of the game Isaac Clarke though, the player wearing this suit had a tall thin build.. making the suit have a very large lack of bulk, looking more agile then bulky and armored. and the suit had been customized to have some very distinctive details.. firstly.. it was entirely white except for a large assortment of black stripes.. and he wore two black gloves with white tipped fingers... and at his side, he had a handgun.. not like all the other players around in the café who bore a large assortment of automatics and looked like walking arsenals.
This particular player had made a name for himself pretty quick. The Quick Handed Bullet Catcher they called him.. His username was only known by <<Accelerator>>, and other then that, information was scarce on this player.
At the moment, Accelerator was watching the large screen of the in game café where an interview was being shown between the last winner of the game's large annual Tournament, the Bullet of Bullets.
The man in question, known as XedXeeD was on a prideful rant about how he had won the last BoB.
"The thing is you see." said XedXeeD. "When this game first came out, everybody was all about the whole Agility Attack power based avatars! But those don't eve work anymore! We've got tanky, and stealth! Much better! Much more suited to this game! And that's why I won.. and I'm going to win!! That's the true power that wins this game! Choosing just the right avatar! Ahahahah!!!"
Accelerator could feel the other players in the café getting rather ticked. He could care less. He just played for the guns.. And to gain an excuse to not play the silly fairy game called ALfheim Online.. a certain little girl was always begging him to play that game with her.. but he wasn't about to strap on some fairy wings and play tea party..
Accelerator began to notice something though.. there seemed to be one player in particular who was shifting around uneasily... in a way that suggested he was getting ready to do something either majorly stupid.. or brave...
The hooded and cloaked player rose from his seat... his face was obscured by a metallic skull-like mask with red glowing eyes.. a mask that constantly emitted steam at random intervals..
The player took out a gun and pointed it at screen.
Yep.. majorly stupid.
The player spoke in a electronically distorted voice.. sounding almost demonic.
"XedXeeD, your time has come, you will feel what true strength tastes like!"
The player shot his gun at the screen, and the bullet shattered the area where XedXeeD was seen..
Other players began to laugh while Accelerator shook his head. What a pretentious idiot.
That was when XedXeed on the screen, began to choke and stagger around... his face looked like he was somehow suffocating.. before long.. he fell to the floor.. and disconnected.
Accelerator stared at the screen, as did countless others.
"Attention all who have witnessed this!!" The player raised his gun above his head. "You all think you've known real power!? You all think that the strength you've gained is true? Well think again!! This is real strength! Real power!! Foolish people! Engrave the fear of this name in your hearts!! The name of this gun, and mine!! DEATH GUN!!!!"
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Railgun Online. Book 3, Phantom Bullet
Fanfiction"I don't do stupid little Fairy Games." That's what Accelerator would say every time Last Order begged him to play Alfheim Online with her. But the truth of the matter was, Accelerator wasn't that kind of gamer. Heck, he didn't even play video games...