October 30th, 2012
I never imagined a world so different from my own. As the dark room started to light up as lights from above started flashing on. I moved forward down the long hallway, hundreds of doors on both sides. It appeared to be endless, and while I was terrified, I knew I needed to get through this or I would have to revert to writing with my friends. My skill level wasn’t the best, but I had a knack for creativity that put me on top. I wanted to be with more people of my kind. So today was the day I signed up onto Roleplaying Adventures.
From above an angel came down wearing only a happy face… and clothes. Lots of clothes. Like, two sweaters and a couple pairs of pants. She waved to me handing me an envelope labeled “Rules,”. I scanned it over for a quick second; something about following the game masters rule, not posting bad images or links, something about stealing your soul, etc. I know exactly what I’m doing so I decided to tear it up.
She sighed for a moment, but went back to her smile, “Welcome to RPA! I’m Kris, one of the website's main admins. If you have questions you can ask me or anyone else who is wearing purple?” I then noticed she had a purple necklace tucked into her purple sweater, “As long as you follow the rules you won’t have to talk me in my office. So, do you need anything?”
“I may be a newbie, but I know exactly what I’m doing because I’m awesome!”
Kris laughs, “Of course. Now in order to become a full member you’ll need to complete enough posts around the forums in order to become a full member. You can join an RP or two, or you could mess around in Downtown a little. But, the first thing most members do is introduce themselves,” she started then her voice turned dark, almost sinister, “Go ahead,”
Suddenly the walls came down and I was standing in a the middle of a dome with hundreds of people in seats sitting around me. Watching my every move. Kris was next to me giving me a thumbs up like I was supposed to say something. So many things I could say, so many ways I could screw it up. And, there was a microphone in my hands. I was meant to speak my mind, but that wasn’t always a good idea.
“H-hello, people of RPA… I’m.. Omac12, and I uh.. I’m not actually twelve… I’m a.. Thirteen.. No idea why I went with the twelve.. uh..”
One of the people in the stands started cheering followed by more and more people around them. I had never had so much attention for messing up so bad. It was sort of nice for having this many members being so kind for no apparent reason. Someone started to wave their hands in the air and the rest followed. Then someone yawned.. And so did everyone else. It made me wonder, and I threw a stone from my pocket at one of the people in the front row and to my surprise everyone else fell silent and the person I hit jumped out from the stands coming towards me.
I dropped the microphone and started to run, but ran directly into Kris. We both came down in a clash and the member I hit picked me up by my polo shirt. I was forcibly turned around… the man holding me was actually the dillary dough boy. I couldn’t, but help to laugh in his face despite how terrified I was. He set me down and I went in for a punch only for my hit to bounce back. What now?
Kris stood herself up, “This is Doughyguy. Don’t worry he’s harmless… mostly,”
Doughyguy gave me a big smile before patting me on my head, “Don’t worry, buddy I know you didn’t mean to hurt me. You’re just nervous that’s all…” he exalted throwing a wad of spit towards me by accident, “Man, I could use a nap,” and with that he turned to leave. I could still hear him laughing with every wobble of his gigantic doughy feet.
I smiled, “That was fun, what’s next?”
Kris wiggled her wings and with a snap of her fingers we were somewhere else. Now we were in a circular halfway with a few doors spaced equally apart. Each one had a different name tag on it. I noticed one that said “Girls VS Guys,” so I decided to make my way through it. I was tugged back by my shirt and pulled back. Kris smiled at me, before explaining the rules. The number starts at fifty and for every guy who posts it goes up and for every girl it goes down… and the point for the guys is to get it to a hundred.
I stepped through the door, but Kris didn’t follow. I could see boys fighting girls and then girls fighting back. There was one girl with long red hair on a horse that was trampling through an army of guys. Little numbers above them being less and less with each hit starting at thirty and coming all the way down to twenty two. Who was this girl? I needed to know, so I went up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.
She fell from her horse and the number above her head went up to a twenty three. I looked up and saw the same number above me. It seems I had won my team some points. I couldn’t quite get to the bottom of how I was able to reach her from below her horse, like I had some sort of magic, but it didn’t matter. I went to go help her up, but accidently stepped on her hands and watched my points raise even more.
She stood up with one false leap and pushed me to the ground, “What’s the big idea?!” she asked as her number above her increased.
I smiled, “Wow, you’re kind of cool. I like you. What’s your name?”
She rolled her eyes, “I’m GoldenMyth,” she said before getting back on her horse and riding away into the distance.
I was astounded, completely paralyzed in shock of the events that occurred. I looked around as the battlefield continued to roar with madness. Then, I could hear something coming up from behind me. At first, it was just footsteps, but then I heard it. Crunch. Crunch. Cruuuuuunch. That’s when I could smell it.. It smelt like.. Bacon! I did my best to stand up with enough time to be able to see it… it was.. A young man eating bacon.
“Sup, I’m DistortedReality,” he offered up the piece of bacon in his hand that was already bitten out of “Want a piece?” Someone in a ponytail came up behind him about to stab him in the back when he turned around and shoved his bacon in her mouth. She fell backwards as the number over both of their heads was one more than previously. He turned back around to me before pulling another piece out of his pocket, “Hum?”
I stepped backwards, “This isn’t real, this isn’t real…”
I bumped into someone who wrapped there intensely long arms around me. The number above Distorted and mine went down as they tightened their grip. Distorted threw a piece of bacon their way and they released themselves. I was able to turn around to face my enemy to find something that wasn’t human. I remembered it from pictures of creepypasta… it was.. Slenderman!
I couldn’t take this anymore. Too many people that I didn’t know and it was starting to make me scared. I wanted to get out of this world as fast as possible, but I couldn’t find the door I came through. DistortedReality was running after me trying to help, but I didn’t trust him. I didn’t trust anyone. What if they found my real name? What if they came and murdered me? I let out a scream as I fell to the ground.
Kris appeared next to me with a worried expression, “It’s okay, Omac. It’s hard when you’re a newbie. It’ll get better once you become a full member. Why don’t you take a little break from the games in blog section? Some easy reading will surely help you relax before you set back out,” she snapped her fingers and I was in a room covered in books that appeared like a library, “Check out any book that you want,”
“Books, I need books…” I said as I looked around at books that I could read.
Kris sat down at one of the desks as she moderated the library while I looked for books. This man playing a guitar as smoke arose from under him started to mechanically laugh. He looked dead in his eyes. I wanted to run, but before I knew it he was directly behind me. Kris looked to me, “That’s just Lucifer. He goes by many names. You’ll never recognize him,”
“Yeah, right,” I said rolling my eyes before looking back to the man to find him as a man in a cat suit. “What th-” but then I let it go and made my way over to the first book I found and started reading it. I then sat down and let myself relax.
Later I decided to check out another of the forum games. I thought the “Who Can Post Last?” thread. It was much like the “Girls VS Guys,” thread where it was a battlefield. Kris told me not all threads are like this, but that I would see that eventually. The other main difference between this one and the past game I was part of, is instead of boys vs girls it’s everyone for themselves. The last one standing is victor.
At first I was scared and hid under a rock while watching the other members slash it out. I wondered if there was some sort of way to win this game? It seemed to go on forever as people kept taking out each other, of course when a member was killed they were just sent out of the game until they entered it again, but that didn’t stop me from trembling in fear.
That’s when the boulder was moved and I saw Doughyguy staring down at me again. “You look like you need a friend,” he helped me up and patted me on the back, “Think you can become king of downtown? That’s the only reason someone comes in here,”
“Actually, I’m looking for a specific member… Her name is GoldenMyth?”
“Ah,” he smiled, “If you want to find someone, you’ll need to talk to the owl queen. She knows everything about everything when it comes to finding people. I can take you to her if you want?”
Were people here at RPA always so nice? Despite the ruthless battles that went on Downtown, it seemed like everyone was having fun and enjoying themselves. I liked it. It was a feeling I never felt before. I couldn’t quite place it, but I think it made me happy. With that my fear was starting to melt away. That shows how much a friendly smile can change a person’s entire perspective.
Then we were on our way. Anyone who tried to attack me was taken down by my new friend, Doughyguy. No one could even hurt him, but his punches took his enemies down easily. He led the way to a cave deep in the forest that seemed to shine with magic. He stopped at the entrance. “You can head in yourself, I need to find something to give it a friend of mine, Good luck on your travels,”
As he walked away I entered the cave to find a throne with hundreds of bird cages around it. Owls flying around delivering mail to each other. There she was, at the top of a ledge watching her birds do their work. When she saw me she reached out her arms allowing two birds to fly pick her up and move her to my area. She reached out her hand, “Naraness, nice to meet you,”
I returned the gesture, “Hello, I’m Omac. I’m looking for a member by the name of GoldenMyth. Do you know where I can find her? Is she in this game?”
Nara shook her head, “I don’t know much about GoldenMyth, but I can find her for you if you would like?” she gestured for a bird to come near her and she whispered into it’s ear before it flew off, “It’ll be just a moment,”.
I watched as the owl flew through the air, tossing the letter in the air only for another owl to catch it with it’s feet and flying off deeper into the cave. I looked around in the meantime, it was awfully dark so I wondered how Nara was able to see it all? Perhaps, she had night vision? Before I could question it anymore one of the bird dropped a letter into her grasp.
She opened before looking to me, “It’s not good news. She’s here in the last member thread, but she’s attempting a move against the king of downtown. It’s too dangerous to go after her now,”
“I don’t care. There is something about her and I need to know what it means,” I looked at Nara one more time, “It’s almost the same feeling I have with you.. And that Distorted guy... I feel like it’s destiny. Like, we’re all important in some sort of big event, but I can’t put my finger on it,”
She nodded, “It’s good that you feel a connection to those around you. I never leave my cave, but if you need me all you have to do is look for the birds and I will hear you,”
I turned to leave, “I’m going to find this king of downtown and save GoldenMyth before she gets herself taken out of the game,” I turned back to take the envelope from her hand to help me with finding Gold. She made a gesture of pain as she fell backwards. I thought she was going to curse, but she didn’t. I smiled at her, “I wish there was a word that you could use instead of cursing. Like… Toast.. That would be cool,”
She has her owls help her up, “That’s funny. You’re like RPA’s own, Toastman,” with that she had her birds fly her back to her throne.
I exited the cave hoping to find Doughyguy, but he wasn’t there any more. I kept thinking about what Nara said as I walked in the direction the letter told me to go in. I could see that you could be anyone you wanted to be here; an angel, the dillary dough boy, or the queen of the owls. I wanted to be someone too… what if I became Toastman? I could be anything and all I wanted is to be special. I wanted to the king of something.
I eventually came to the middle of the battlefield, staying hidden as best I could so I wasn’t in the way. Then I saw him. With a sword slashing tens of people as they attacked… each one fallen with one swipe. I hid behind a rock while I watched him destroy everything in sight. This must have been the king of downtown. There wasn’t anyway that I could take him down with the lack of resources I had.
“That’s SikstaSlathalin. He’s basically Deadpool,” said a familiar voice. I looked to find DistortedReality laying down next to me with a piece of bacon in each hand.
“Who’s Deadpool?” I shook my head, “Nevermind, how do we take him down?”
Distorted let out a sort of snort as a laugh before making a serious face, “We don’t,”
I looked back up to the warzone to find that the girl on the horse was riding towards SikstaSlathalin tossing little knives his way. He detected each with his armor and used his boot to push down on the horse’s legs as it came charging and made GoldenMyth fly off of it. She came down right into his arms where he started to squeeze tight and suffocate her. I needed to do something…
I stood up with a solid, “NO!” before he dropped her cold body to the ground, “Golden!”
SikstaSlathalin started to come towards us with a grin on his face as Golden’s body evaporated. I wanted to run, but I was so furious that I simply screamed at him. DistortedReality grabbed me by my arms and tried to pull me away. I wouldn’t move and because of that a rock came flying that took off Distorted’s head. He completely vanished in that moment, erased from the game.
SikstaSlathalin was now directly in front of me ready to take me down. He picked me up my neck and started to squeeze. “How did you find me?”
“Uh..” I didn’t say anything, but the letter fell from my hands, “N-no.”
He let me fall to the ground, my back hitting directly on the hard rock. I didn’t feel any pain though, as this game was simply that, a game. He picked up the letter and begin to read it and with that he smiled. He knew exactly where it came from… and now I was doomed. I needed to think fast, but I was frozen in fear. I started to think of an idea, but it was too late as he brought his sword down upon me.
October 31st, 2012
I woke up in a hospital bed outside of the forum game. A few people stood beside my bed waiting for me to wake. They seemed concerned for my safety, even though I wasn’t sure what had happened. Kris took my hand as she sat in the chair next to my bed with a face of worry. She seemed truly concerned for me that something bad had happened. All I remembered was SikstaSlathalin taking me out of the Last Post thread… but that wouldn’t cause me any actual damage.
Kris tightened her grip, “I’m sorry, Omac. Siks didn’t know what would happen, it was a harmless game. No one ever got hurt from it before…”
I shook my head, “I don’t understand… what happened?”
Doughyguy stepped forward, “Normally when you’re defeated in a forum game you’re sent back to the home page like nothing happened. Except you were found unconscious… You must have passed out from all the stress,”
I looked to Kris, “Am I okay now?”
She smiled, “It appear so, but we think you should hang out here for a little while to make sure we know everything is okay,”
“No, I need to find GoldenMyth,” I tried to move, but Kris and Doughyguy pushed me back down, “I’ll be fine,”
“Somebody’s in love,” joked Doughyguy.
I shook my head, “No, that isn’t it. I can feel some sort of energy coming from her. Like, she is special. I got the same feeling from DistortedReality and Naraness… I need to find all of them and do something with them. I think they’re important,”
Kris released her grip on me, “Fine, if you feel this is something you need to do then I’m not going to stop you,”
Doughyguy raised his doughy hand to object, but Kris glared at him and he also let me go. He looked to me, “Last I heard, GoldenMyth is back trying to kill SikstaSlathalin. I would go with you, but I have a couch that is calling my name. Doughy! Doughy! I can hear it,”
I gave him a look before getting out of bed and making my way out of the infirmary and down the hall. I still didn’t know my way around so it would take me a while to find the forum games again. I should have asked Kris for help, but I can’t rely on her forever. I needed to find my own way if I was going to make a home out of this website.
“Hey!” I heard a voice as DistortedReality came up behind me. He caught up to me as quickly as he could. “Where you heading?”
I smiled, “So you don’t hate me for getting you kicked out of the game?”
He shook his head, “Of course not. I am a little mad though, that you still haven’t eaten any of my bacon,” he said while not taking away his smile.
“I need to go back into the Last Post thread if I’m going to apologize to Naraness and find GoldenMyth. I have a plan to take down SikstaSlathalin, you in?”
“Sure, I’m always up for an adventure,”.
In almost no time, we made our way to the forum games section. It was a lot harder finding my own way, then having Kris leaving links for me to follow, but that doesn’t mean that I couldn’t do it. I knew I was a newbie, but I was started to trust the members around me more and starting to have some fun around here. I haven’t even tried RPing yet, wonder what that will be like?
As we entered the Last Post thread once more I knew I needed to find Nara first and she would lead me to GoldenMyth. If we worked together, we might be able to take down SikstaSlathalin. It wouldn’t be easy, but I think we can do it. Someone had to stop his reign of terror… and I kind of wanted to become king of downtown.
I looked down to a puddle to see my reflection. It looked just like me, except I was playing some sort of wooden flute. Weird. I shook it off to stress and moved forward until we came back to Nara’s cave. The two of us entered the cave to find most of the owls injured and unable to fly. I could hear someone breathing heavily from behind the throne and I knew it had to be Naraness.
She came out into view once she realized that SikstaSlathalin was gone. She had two remaining owls help her down to us. Nara looked distressed from all the pain she had to endure, but she was still standing. “Why did you come back? Didn’t you do enough damage?”
“This isn’t my fault. I mean.. It kind of is.. But I know if we work together we can take him down. I need to find GoldenMyth first,”
Nara shook her head, “No, I’m not helping you again. It’s too big of a risk and I have a good thing going here,”
Distorted stepped forward, “It’s for justice,”
“Come on, Naraness. We can’t let him continue to rule this thread for the rest of our days. Don’t you want revenge?” I asked.
She pulled out a dagger, “Something has to be done…” she looked me in the eyes, “Are you sure you’re up for this newbie?”
I nodded, “I know I can, we just need one more member added to our little club, GoldenMyth,”
Nara nodded, “It’s a good thing I know where to find her. She should be trying to build a plan against Siks, like always, but she can’t do it on her own. What’s your infatuation with her anyway?”
“He’s got a little crush,” replied DR.
“Why does everyone think that?” I asked questionably, “I don’t know why I want to find her… I just know I need to,”
Nara grabbed my arm, “That’s a little weird. I mean, sure you can have a crush on her and want to help stop her enemy, but I feel like there’s more to it. I heard you passed out earlier, maybe things aren’t as they seem…”
I pulled back, “Nothing is wrong,”
She put her hand on my forehead, “You don’t have a fever, so I’d blame it on pure insanity or the fact you’re truly fallen for her,”
The next time I looked at DistortedReality he had a bow and arrow, “Cupid’s got you in love,”
I shook my head, “It’s not like that.. It’s like I can feel the power radiating off of her. I don’t care for someone based much on looks and that’s all I saw so far. It’s like when I’m around I feel weak and I want to know why,”
“So he knows then,” I heard a voice from behind.
I tried to turn around, but I felt myself becoming tired and wanting to lay down for a little while. Naraness and Distorted collapsed to the ground completely asleep. I felt my legs collapse unable to fight back from whatever spell was being used. That’s when the words that Naraness spoke early popped into my head, “Toastman,” and then suddenly I felt an urge of power flow through me as I lept up in a blast to face the magic user. It was GoldenMyth.
She looked at me with a face of surprise, “I-It didn’t work on you? It worked last time I used it on you…”
I started to walk towards her, “It’s nice for us to finally meet like this. I didn’t know I could fight it and I’m not sure how, but it’s time we have a little chat,”
Golden started walking closer, “I’ll explain it. I absorb the souls of those around me, that’s my ability, but only little by little so I insure that I don’t kill someone. Only the one and true bearer of the portal sword can fight my powers. It works better on unsuspecting members,”
“And, that’s why I been interested in you? Because I could feel the power coming off of me and into you? Like, a battery?”
She nodded, “Seems like it… now you said something about taking down SikstaSlathalin once and for all?” she smiled at my reply, “Then we take him on in the morning!”
November 1st, 2012
The next day the four of us gathered around the same place that SikstaSlathalin was seen two days earlier. Naraness had an army of owls coming down from above, DistortedReality had a sword made of bacon ready to slice and dine, and GoldenMyth was ready to ride in on her sword. Then there was me, hiding behind the rock, because I was the secret weapon. The thing nobody would expect to take down the ruler of downtown. That and I was meant to stay out of the way.
First GoldenMyth came riding in trying to smash the Deadpool copycat with the hooves of her horse. SikstaSlathalin was ready for her to redo his move from earlier, but then came in an aerial attack. He was surrounded by owls as they flew around him trying to scratch out his eyes, temporarily blinding him. Then came Distorted as he slid in and stabbed the blade into SikstaSlathalin’s croch area. As he led out a pain of agony I knew this was my chance.
As I started running I realized that I truly didn’t have any way of attacking. I didn’t have any weapons or any known powers. It was too late to turn back yet I was going to screw up the entire plan. The thing started going sideways as all the owls fell dead as SikstaSlathalin has his leg on Distorted’s neck, and his hands clenching both Nara’s and Golden’s throats. I didn’t have a plan, but I couldn’t stop.
He began to laugh like he thought that he had won. For a moment I nearly stopped because it looked like he had. I just couldn’t. He glared out with his red, dead eyes like I was next once he murdered all my friends. That’s when I could feel the power boiling up inside me and then it happened. A gigantic piece of toast came from the sky crushing SikstaSlathalin and everything in his path.
It was over. There wasn’t anything left. No enemy, no friend. No other players in sight. Just me. I had done it. I screamed out in complete joy, “I’M THE KING OF DOW-” and at that point someone slid a sword into my back. I was started to vanish like everyone else, but they turned me in just enough time for me to see who it was. It was Kris… she had been waiting, watching for us to take down SikstaSlathalin until she had to chance. She was the true queen of downtown.
November 5th, 2012
I was sitting at the end of a desk in a cushioned chair as I waited for the results. Kris sat across from me with a stern look on her face. She folded her hands as she chewed gum extra loudly to see if I would croak. But, then she dropped the act and handed me a letter. I was afraid to open it up, but I didn’t have much choice. The second I ripped opened the crease the room began to glow.
I couldn’t see anything except my shirt becoming a more brownish color as the entire world changed around me. I didn’t know what had happened at first, but after a moment in came to me. I looked to Kris with a super cheesy smile, “I’m a member?”
She nodded, “Omac, the Toastman, is a member,”.
I ran out of Kris’s office to find my friends; GoldenMyth, Naraness, DistortedReality, Doughyguy, and even SikstaSlathalin. “What’s all this?”
“We just wanted to congratulate you on becoming a member of RPA,” said Doughyguy.
SikstaSlathalin stepped forward taking my hand, “Good game, kid,”
I felt like I was touching a hero, a legend, but then I realized all the germs and pulled myself away. It was so nice to have made new friends along my fun and exciting journey. To discover my myself as Toastman. I couldn’t wait to see where the journey would take me… I had a long road to travel up ahead, but I was ready for it.
April 2nd, 2015
“OMAC, OMAC, OMAC!” they were chanting my name.
I had lived on this website for so long and now everyone I knew was there waiting for me. I had created a team of superheroes on more than one occasion and many more stories that I felt told very fun and creative tales. I had went and reinvented myself through many versions trying to figure out who I am, and this place has been supportive enough through all of it.
Kris stood beside me as she planted a crown on top of my head, “Today, we honor the member of the month!”
Honeyheart sat all the way in back with a huge smile on her face. I don’t think I’ve ever seen her be more proud. She let off a few fireworks that shined up the night sky. I could imagine my friend Chip standing beside her, even though he wasn’t truly there. Both of them watching over me as I evolved into the member I was always meant to be.
Arcus was being my security, standing close to me in her ninja uniform to insure I wouldn’t be hurt. Of course, having a gigantic dragon named P.K. didn’t hurt my protective either. Of course, they’re both so sweet that I don’t think they would hurt anyone that came near me. Still, it felt nice to have two wonderful souls watch over me throughout the years.
I looked to Kris, “I did it,” before turning to the crowd, “You’re never getting me of me RPA! I’m here forever!”
December 23rd, 2018
I stood with my hands bound as they spoke about my fate. Kris looked saddened as she watched her fellow Admins help make the choice, waiting for her turn to decide. I looked to Vee, who didn’t have much of an expression being a cactus and all, but I could tell he was heartbroken. Looking into each of the admin’s eyes I could tell how much they didn’t want to make this decision. But, like my own their hands were rhetorically tied.
Merry Gentry shed a tear as she spoke, “Omac, the Toastman, is…” her voice cracked, “Banned,”
Vee shook his head, which was his entire body, “He will be banished to RPA Prime where he will reside for the rest of his days,”
Kris stood up, “I’m sorry, but this has to be done,” as she waved her hand which caused me to collapse to the ground, “Do you have anything to say for yourself, Omac?”
I closed my eyes for a moment as I remembered the journey that brought me here. I shook my head for a moment before attempting to stand, finding Kris’s powers keeping me from doing much movement except for facial features. I let the tears fall at last as I could feel myself sinking into the ground. I just whispered to myself, “This isn’t real, this isn’t real…”
As I opened my eyes I could see the world around me getting darker and darker until nothing was left. The only light in the room was a distant fire. I didn’t know where else to go so I decided to walk towards it.
“Anyone here?!” I screamed as loud as I knew I could.
As I grew close to the fire I could see someone standing beside it trying to get warm. I couldn’t make out their face in the darkness. Still, I could feel the power emerging from them like they were some sort of battery and I was taking their energy. Nearer and nearer made me made me wonder more and more of who this person could be. So I ran faster and faster until I couldn’t run anymore. Until I was inch away from the fire.
They spoke like they haven’t said much in a long time, “When I built this place I thought it would be the home to hundreds. I made it so that everyone could enjoy it. When it was shut down I was heartbroken. I tried to make it on the new world, but I didn’t belong there. I’m nothing, but a zero,” with that I could make out a wink through the fire.
That’s when my mouth dropped and I was able to make out two single words, “Gabriel Zero!”
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