"It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity."
Albert Einstein
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*click click*
I typed in www.transformice.com into the search bar, and a mouse appeared at the middle of my laptop screen, with a cheese next to the mouse. Then it started loading.
"This is some creative art," I said to myself, quietly, impressed over the splash arts all around the game's border. There were also comments under the border, people were commenting on how the game could be improved and their thoughts too.
*some spontaneous music played, loudly*
I jumped, as I was playing with my headphones on, and the volume was really, really high.
"You there, scared me."
Neat. There was this really fancy login screen, and there were a few columns listed there: Nickname, Password, and also Create Account. I hovered my mouse pointer to Create Account, and without hesitation, I clicked it.
3 columns and a mouse that looked like an angel (not a metaphor, it really is a mouse wearing angel wings and basically having that angel look)
appeared. Nickname, Password and Confirmation. Confirmation? What does that mean? Do I have to agree with some 'terms and conditions' text? Well, I'll check it out later."Okay, let's see. First letter must be capital, minimum 3 letters, maximum 12 letters, and only alphabets," I said quietly. So I can't put my lucky number in there? That's sad. I typed in my first one.
Ianxunyu, no, that doesn't sound nice.
Well then, Lilmouse? Then a message in red popped up, saying: "This nickname is already taken, choose another."
"What."
Littlemouse. "This nickname is already taken, choose another."
Cheeese. "This nickname is already taken, choose another."
Bob. "This nickname is already taken, choose another."
Thatmouse. "This nickname is already taken, choose another."
"Come on," I said in an angry tone. Frustrated again. I then looked around me, and my eyes saw my little plush toy I had since I was 10-years-old, his name was Kebaya. He was a small bear plush toy (a Rilakkuma), and I really loved it so I've kept it until now. Wait, Kebaya?
I typed in Kebaya, and I was really hoping it wasn't taken.
*ding*
"Yes!" I shouted, as a check mark appeared next to the my name. Now I got to pick a password, hopefully there aren't much restrictions. A message popped up again, saying: "Your password must contain at least 8 characters, including numbers."
"Well, that's easy," and I typed in password.
********.
(a/n Psshhh of course I'm not gonna tell you guys my password xd)
Then I clicked Confirmation. It says: "Both your passwords must be identical." Oh, I just had to retype my password there. And with that, I clicked Submit.
*ding*
Whats this?
"You are a little mouse! Go fetch the cheese on the right, using the keyboard arrows!" said a mouse that looks like a professor. I did, and I got the cheese on the mouse's back.
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A World Reigned By Mice
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