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Chapter ??? - Beginnings.

Chapter ??? - Beginnings.

I love video games.

I can’t get enough of them. I must of spent over five hundred pounds on games, for them to be completed in a day and left on my shelves to collect dust. I’m surrounded by video games.

They collect in little piles over my floor, some here, some there. Then add the dirty laundry all fourteen year old guys like me can’t be bothered to put away, and cables and controllers to the mix and you get one insanely cluttered room. I don’t have any space to do homework, but my Pa ‘tutors’ me so I do it downstairs on the dining room table. The one with all the grooves and notches and makes your already scruffy handwriting look like a five year old’s.

It’s becoming an obsession. I need to get a handle on it. Badly.

However, as I look on my jam jar full of pennies and five pound notes, I know I can't stop. I need the newest game. It's called... Friday. It's supposedly the horror game of the decade, and much too expensive. I'm saving up, but by the time I have enough, there'll be a whole sequel and DLC's made, for sure. 

The game of the day was Witchhunter, an online middle earth type game, where you can kill whoever you like, whatever you like. You get harder and harder quests as you climb further up the levels, but all in all it’s free roam. Trolls and dragons, ogres and pixies are some of the creatures (or enemies if you make them mad) of the game that you can interact with.

“GeezerRash, what the f*ck is your problem?!” The angry male voice of my online ‘teammate’, who I betrayed and stole all of his stuff, growled into my ear via my headset.

“Sorry, mate, just business.” I said into my headset, flicking the left stick to the side and looking across all the stuff I’d gained. My face lit up as I saw a level twenty seven chestplate. “Daamn, this stuff is great!!”

“Kieran, you a*shole!!” My friend with the gamertag of ‘WhimperStinker’ growled. I just laughed.

“Sticks and stones. Besides, what you gunna-” I said mockingly, before seven avatars jumped out of the thick forests surrounding me. “-WHAT?!”

“Hahaha. Karma. B*TCH.” WhimperStinker said. Well, I guess this is what you get for betraying your teammates. I smiled.

“See ya, b*tch.” I said, logging out. Now, they couldn’t kill me and steal my stuff, and I’d have to change my gamertag for the fifth time. I’m quite notorious on Witchhunter, as the guy who’ll betray you and steal your sh*t. But then, nearly everyone does it, so you can’t trust anyone, haha.

I clicked on my settings and went to profile name.

Change name?

 

Yes          No

 

I clicked on yes.

 

New name: |.......

 

Hm… I quickly clicked on the letters on the keyboard on screen.

 

New name: JackanapesAlcoholic.|

 

Is JackanapesAlcoholic correct?

 

Yes           No