Chapter 1: Getting Them First!
StoneCraft was a weird game. Just hit the markets yet it was flying off the shelves like a new Miss Bumble Princess Doll or a New RingOfDuty game. The way that the teens of today’s society were introduced to gaming was unknown but it seems to be the only way people make money now days. The Gaming industry was a buzz yet there was always the doubt of whether the newest games would be bought in seconds or take years of marketing to get out there. All that I knew was the StoneCraft was going to be a game of the century.
I had the game for a good week before anything entirely interesting happened. I joined a small server called TheStoneTown. This server wasn’t one of the most popular servers on the planet but it was cozy. Like one place you would want to never go to but then never leave. This was one of those places. I was getting everything I needed, everything I wanted. I didn’t need help; I gave it to noobs who needed it. It was a new gamer’s paradise I would set them up and they would fall to their knees and would pray for more. There was no one would I needed to trust, until one of the days where I was feeling to good.
“[New User Joined the Server] Ja357356” Never had I seen the most confusing username in all of my life. It is like when you see something like “zZRaG3_SniP3RZz” , I mean how the fuu do people come up with that stuff. Besides the point, they asked for some help, which was of course going to be me to help them. Which in turn I did little knowing the events that would happen the following day. I felt as if I had done well for once, however this new Am person was more than likely to need more than fair share of item.
“Can I have some stone please? Can I have some stone please? Can I have some stone please?” Spamming the whole dam chat. The days on which I wanted to help someone was almost all of them. So I decided that the best act to for everyone would be to shut up this spammer. I ask them to come to me and I let them have all of the stone that they wanted. It was very weird because of the costume they had for their StoneCraft character. A striped top, panda hat on her head and black shorts. Some obviously custom made one. With this looking like a girl skin, one curious person ,such as myself, must ask whether or they are female or male. The way that “she” replied was with disgust as if she already knew the question was coming. She must have had it a lot then. I didn’t believe that she was a girl. But I guess girls and computing now days mix like peanut butter and jelly. Yet did I know it would lead on to a great deal of input from me to get and output from her.
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Oi all you pedantic son of a guns this is a test story so tell my when you think! I wrote it a long time ago and just found it. If people like it I will continue writing it honest!.
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