Lady Insanity
I live for the chaos, yet I'd die for peace.
Jane and Tanner were abiding by game rules. Thankfully, being trapped in Modetron's world didn't mean fighting wasn't an option.
Jane swiped her sword down, cutting into an undead opponent and dropping it's HP down to zero. She swept her shield around, bashing it into a pair of undead and knocking them over, stomping on their bodies and dropping their HP. One of them attempted attacking her from behind, but its attack was deflected by her armor. She huffed and swung her sword around, slashing across it and taking it out. An undead snuck up on her, still, clawing at her sword arm and scratching her. That hurt! She jabbed her sword in its chest as payback for the insult of a move.
Tanner kept his barrier up, figuring out how to use his magic in the game through his body instead of a hot key system. He pulsed a fire wave out to filet the incoming undead. One after another, the two of them cleared out the undead with ease. "Holy crap...we killed them!" Tanner said, surprised. Jane rolled her eyes.
"Of course we did. They're the starter grunts of the whole game. Just what does Modetron who to gain from this...what's the deal?" She asked.
And then, she shall receive. In the sky, an incoming server alert appeared. Modetron's face. "Well well well! It seems as if two players have already gotten the idea. My game is like any other. Fight, play, win! Only you noobs can't win! Your bodies and minds are in the game now, meaning everything you experience here happens to you for real! And the only way you can get out is to beat the ultra super duper powerful dragon! Which happens to be my avatar in the game! Beat me and you're free! But, as I've created the game, I also made it so I'm unbeatable. So, good luck sad little humans. Happy dying!" Modetron said. Other players began to panic...as well as choose a class, choosing to at least fight. But of course, everyone was freaked out.
Jane stepped up. "Modetron! Use all the mods you want. I challenge you!" Jane called up to him. He laughed. "Ohhh! A duel! Well, girly, tell ya what. Find me in the dragon graves and we'll duel! But you should know, you don't stand a chance! Meet you there after you've gained some XP!" He replied, vanishing form the sky. And it was done...Jane had challenged him to a duel. She'd save the people here, as well as herself. Her. If anyone knew how to beat an unbeatable game boss, it was her. She isn't a perfect student or anything, but she knows what she's doing here. Tanner sighed...he had a lot of questions, especially since he knew he'd have to go with her.
Time had passed. As Jane and Tanner continued on in the game, Calvin and the others had taken the computer back to the base. Firewalls, blocks, all sorts of precautions being taken just in case. The computer was set up in a lab, giving Dr Wilson time to analyze it and see just what was going on with the game and the programming. All that could be done was sit and wait...and try to keep as calm as possible, knowing one of their own was in there, alone and vastly out numbered by...well, an entire games worth of enemies. Gulp. But it's Jane...the furious tomboy, a hardcore gamer. If anyone can survive in that world, she can. Right?
"How's it coming, Wilson? Any progress?" Calvin asked.
Jane swiped her sword down, cutting into an undead opponent and dropping it's HP down to zero. She swept her shield around, bashing it into a pair of undead and knocking them over, stomping on their bodies and dropping their HP. One of them attempted attacking her from behind, but its attack was deflected by her armor. She huffed and swung her sword around, slashing across it and taking it out. An undead snuck up on her, still, clawing at her sword arm and scratching her. That hurt! She jabbed her sword in its chest as payback for the insult of a move.
Tanner kept his barrier up, figuring out how to use his magic in the game through his body instead of a hot key system. He pulsed a fire wave out to filet the incoming undead. One after another, the two of them cleared out the undead with ease. "Holy crap...we killed them!" Tanner said, surprised. Jane rolled her eyes.
"Of course we did. They're the starter grunts of the whole game. Just what does Modetron who to gain from this...what's the deal?" She asked.
And then, she shall receive. In the sky, an incoming server alert appeared. Modetron's face. "Well well well! It seems as if two players have already gotten the idea. My game is like any other. Fight, play, win! Only you noobs can't win! Your bodies and minds are in the game now, meaning everything you experience here happens to you for real! And the only way you can get out is to beat the ultra super duper powerful dragon! Which happens to be my avatar in the game! Beat me and you're free! But, as I've created the game, I also made it so I'm unbeatable. So, good luck sad little humans. Happy dying!" Modetron said. Other players began to panic...as well as choose a class, choosing to at least fight. But of course, everyone was freaked out.
Jane stepped up. "Modetron! Use all the mods you want. I challenge you!" Jane called up to him. He laughed. "Ohhh! A duel! Well, girly, tell ya what. Find me in the dragon graves and we'll duel! But you should know, you don't stand a chance! Meet you there after you've gained some XP!" He replied, vanishing form the sky. And it was done...Jane had challenged him to a duel. She'd save the people here, as well as herself. Her. If anyone knew how to beat an unbeatable game boss, it was her. She isn't a perfect student or anything, but she knows what she's doing here. Tanner sighed...he had a lot of questions, especially since he knew he'd have to go with her.
Time had passed. As Jane and Tanner continued on in the game, Calvin and the others had taken the computer back to the base. Firewalls, blocks, all sorts of precautions being taken just in case. The computer was set up in a lab, giving Dr Wilson time to analyze it and see just what was going on with the game and the programming. All that could be done was sit and wait...and try to keep as calm as possible, knowing one of their own was in there, alone and vastly out numbered by...well, an entire games worth of enemies. Gulp. But it's Jane...the furious tomboy, a hardcore gamer. If anyone can survive in that world, she can. Right?
"How's it coming, Wilson? Any progress?" Calvin asked.