The start of the game I was teleported into a colourful 3D land just because anger boiled in my blood and forced my arm to nyoom through the screen; all of a sudden a spark of electricity gripped my arm and sucked my body into the fake world. This is what I get for getting a game Germany told me to get, he never wants me to play games, I should've known. Oh hi, my name is Gilbert Beilshmidt and I'm currently in a relm of colourful alpacas whom probably want to devour my soul.
Without warning a living marshmallow ran me over, my body hit the ground with a thud and it felt like all the air from my lungs got sucked out of me from some evil kind of force. Beady eyes and a furry snout was only a mere inches from my face and gave off what sounded like a dying sheep, 'bleeeetttt' fucking weirdo. Either way anything that runs me over deserves a name so I named it Gillama, after all the wool was white just like the hair on my awesome head and his eyes were a light red surrounded by some brown cones that gave it a soothing sort of pattern.
(I'm sorry, I'm tired and I wanted to post something to help me remind myself I now have responsibilities)
