[Nemo]

Inspired. Got that? Inspired.


Sorry Mitsur!

But yeah, Based off of Mitsur's story. I just really liked his story, and wanted to try writing. I'm hoping (Like Mitsur was) to include a little bit of everyone in this story. If I get anything wrong about you, please don't write a hundred hate mails to me! I'm putting in my view of you, so I'll change thing if the mistake is too drastic.

Edit: Well don't you love having to use _____'s instead of tabs or spaces?


Chapter 1
Part 1

He looked all around him, as he sped faster and faster upwards through the strange tubing that had just appeared out of nowhere. At least, he thought it was upwards. He couldn’t really tell what was up or down, as he couldn’t really sense any gravity. It gave him an odd sense of vertigo.

But than again, he thought that made perfect sense that it was an odd sense. He was, after all, in a very, very odd place. He was traveling through a tube, going way faster than he’d ever felt before in his life, while strange and yet familiar shapes of all assortments of sizes, colours, and, yes, shapes.

All of a sudden, a bright black light appeared where was about to go. He instinctively covered his head to avoid head-smashey. He was shot out of a wall, into a bright place, compared to the tube at least, on to the ground. As he dizzily started to regain his sense, he heard a voice speak to him.

“Hello, kind user. Please take some time to fill out the following information.”

“Wuh?” He looked up, and saw that he was in a gray room, with one chair and a potted plant, both of which were gray. In front of him was what seemed to be a hologram. It looked like one of the character sheets the DND nerds kept glorifying. He touched it, and it felt like it was made of the type of glass used for magnifying glasses.

“Please take some time to fill out the following information,” it repeated to him, in its oh-so greeting monotone voice.

“Alright…” He sat down in the chair and checked his pockets for a pen. “Uh…” He looked at the screen. “Do you have a pen?”

“All you need to do is put your hand on it.” He looked at where the voice came from. There was a man in a room next to his, behind a glass window with one of those microphones they use at the movie theaters.

“Who are you,” our protagonist asked.

“You’ll find out, just put your hand on the screen.”

“I, uh… alright…” He looked at the screen again. “But I already did that.”

“No, your whole hand, not just your fingertips, genius.” He placed his hand on the screen, his whole hand this time. His information scrolled up on the screen. It had everything on it, from his birthplace, to how much lunchmoney he had on June 11 1987, to how big his… Well, moving on.

The man in the other room chuckled at him and said “Welcome to OWF, Adam. Now moving on from that, please tell me what you would like your username to be.”

“Well… I uh… The gate keeper?”

“So it shall be. Would you like any custom titles, ranks, etc.?”

“Um… Sure?”

“Well too bad, you need a high enough rank to get one.” The wall to Adam’s left opened up. Well, not really up, more side to side than up. But oh well, Adam is leaving now, lets follow him!

Adam looked all around, his eyes sore from all the information traveling to his average-sized brain. It was a huge complex, 20 or so stories high from what he could see. It was filled with people of all assortments. Almost whatever he could think up, he saw. Whether it was a knight in shining armor, or a half-human half-tiger person thing.

One thing, though, stood out in this sea of diversity. A dragon in the air, being ridden by a person, or some type of humanoid. Adam's confused mind distractadly gave It the name It.

He squinted, trying to see more of It and saw that It was a creature with greenish-blueish skin, wearing nothing more than purple shorts and a sunhat that always stayed on.

It looked so weird, and at the same time so powerful that Adam said out loud “Oh… My… God…” He was so flabbergasted that he didn’t even notice when someone shook his arm.