A shooting star, Pete Simpson was not. He was nowhere near one, not even on his best day, and today was just another normal day for him, another terrible one at that. From arriving late due to some kid crashing into him and never even helping him up to stubbing his toe on the foot of his table before he could surrender his backpack to his seat, work was work. But all that was bound for the other world, the real world, the one where he had to live a boring, mundane life, endure the same routine day in and day out, and bear the burden of the same regrets that he would never be able to fix. So when a friend from way back, with whom he hasn't spoken for years until this week, introduced this game to him, the Pete Simpson of the other world decided to take his chance and log in...as the Pete Simpson of this one.
Staring at his own two hands in this new world, he just stood there in the middle of all the green. If he had been a deer or a rabbit, even a hunter at the ripe age of five would not have missed him. Fortunately for the idiot who used his name for his in-game name, he was all alone in that clearing. He had time and peace on his side this time, a pair he had had enough of in the other world. In this one, however, Pete was reintroduced to them in a more hopeful way.
"Oh, my lord," Pete gushed as he inspected more of him, the avatar he had painstakingly created in his head, the form he had always wanted to wear but never had the opportunity to. Until now that is. The Pete Simpson of this world was way better than the original. He was glad that was a fact. His eyes then wandered to the shrubbery around him, the various flora and the peaceful fauna that soon scampered at the sight of him. Even though his face did betray the excitement he felt within, choosing instead to be uncharacteristically calm and serene, Pete felt like he was about to explode. The very possibility of an escape from his dreary existence was what the game offered, and Pete was not disappointed. Not one bit. "This place... It's so... It's everything I've ever wanted..."
And then a branch broke from behind him, the sound of someone, or something, stepping on it catching his attention as well as that of nearby birds that instinctively flew the heck out of there. Pete turned to look in the direction of the noise, aiming his ring at whatever was behind him, but felt embarrassed when he realized what it was, who it was. Just another Player? "Oh, hey!" Pete scratched his head, his cheeks flushing red. "Sorry, I almost blasted your face off. I thought you were... Uhh, I'm Pete." He took a step towards the new person, extending his hand to shake. Wait, what if they're an NPC? Oh, that would be so cool!"
@Leyna
Staring at his own two hands in this new world, he just stood there in the middle of all the green. If he had been a deer or a rabbit, even a hunter at the ripe age of five would not have missed him. Fortunately for the idiot who used his name for his in-game name, he was all alone in that clearing. He had time and peace on his side this time, a pair he had had enough of in the other world. In this one, however, Pete was reintroduced to them in a more hopeful way.
"Oh, my lord," Pete gushed as he inspected more of him, the avatar he had painstakingly created in his head, the form he had always wanted to wear but never had the opportunity to. Until now that is. The Pete Simpson of this world was way better than the original. He was glad that was a fact. His eyes then wandered to the shrubbery around him, the various flora and the peaceful fauna that soon scampered at the sight of him. Even though his face did betray the excitement he felt within, choosing instead to be uncharacteristically calm and serene, Pete felt like he was about to explode. The very possibility of an escape from his dreary existence was what the game offered, and Pete was not disappointed. Not one bit. "This place... It's so... It's everything I've ever wanted..."
And then a branch broke from behind him, the sound of someone, or something, stepping on it catching his attention as well as that of nearby birds that instinctively flew the heck out of there. Pete turned to look in the direction of the noise, aiming his ring at whatever was behind him, but felt embarrassed when he realized what it was, who it was. Just another Player? "Oh, hey!" Pete scratched his head, his cheeks flushing red. "Sorry, I almost blasted your face off. I thought you were... Uhh, I'm Pete." He took a step towards the new person, extending his hand to shake. Wait, what if they're an NPC? Oh, that would be so cool!"
@Leyna


