Rules: Hello, and welcome. This game is about the fictional Mr Fictional, and his journal. Each post will be an ‘entry’ in his journal, describing a day in his life. It’s up to the players to decide what happens to him. With that being said, LET’S BEGIN!!!
Entry 1: Today I went to work. I was fired for spilling coffee on the boss’s CHARIZARD EX card. I have to pay a fine for damaging a valuable piece of cardboard. To make matter worse, I lost my ipod.
Entry 2: More bad luck. Entered the lottery and didn’t win anything. I continued to not win anything for the next 15 lottery tickets. On the sixteenth I won five dollars. At least that’s something.
Entry 5: Decided to get a job studying skeletons in their natural habitat. Things are going well so far. Only five of them tried to kill me with maces and xylophones. That’s 3 less than usual.
Entry 6: The skeletons have begun to improve in their communication skills; they now verbally threaten me. Who knows, maybe by the next entry they’ll have invented a written language or something!
Entry 7: The skeletons now have begun to feel jealousy towards me because I have “the flesh and skin”, I’m worried that they may try to steal my skin! Though don’t worry journal I’ve begun taking precautions. I’ve got to go now the skeletons are asking me to go into a really dark cave and I can’t wait to hear what they have to tell me!
Entry 7: Unfortunately, having never passed preschool I don’t know what comes after 7. Anyhow, I’m mildly concerned about the skeletons that have tied me up in this cave. They appear to be unsure of how to get my skin off of my body. Thankfully, they haven’t noticed that I’ve untied myself enough to write… just a few more knots and hopefully I’ll be free!
Entry wshyu: (I’ve decided to come up with my own counting system due to my counting problem.) I was saved by my new friends the gelatinous cubes! They absorbed the skeletons and blubbed over to me. Then- then they spoke I’m not sure how but they definitely had a British accent. They asked: Why good sir, were you in a cave? I responded with the only thing I could: I fainted.
Entry tIaBj: I woke up today and it turns out it was all just a dream. As I went about my regular life, I woke up again. It being a dream was in fact another dream. I do hope I am only 2 levels deep.
Entry A (I know my alphabet better than my numbers… X comes after A, right?): I found myself waking up again. This time, however, I’m pretty sure it’s real. The bonds that have me strapped to this examination table and the tubes sticking out of my body certainly seem real. It would also seem that my journal is not even real; it must just be a mental journal…
Entry 11: After a series of strange dreams I awoke in bed in my own home. Unfortunately there was a tiger standing on me. I still have yet to get off the magic carpet ride.
Entry 476 (What comes after 15 again…?): I gave my drug dealer a swift punishment fot forgetting the side effects of the drugs he took last night. He was gonna die by smoking all that pot, anyways.