- >Black.
- >You can’t see a thing.
- >You can, however, hear a soft breeze and feel dirt and grass beneath you.
- “What... the fuck?”
- >Last thing you remember, you were at home, playing TF2 and cracking open a bear.
- >Why the fuck are you outside?
- >You slowly open your eyes, the sun above blinding you momentarily.
- “Jesus Christ...”
- >Your blurry vision only allows you to see a few of your things: your beer, what looks like papers, and some vidya game cases.
- >You try to move, but quickly find that you can’t feel your legs.
- >You slowly move your hand back and feel... brick?
- >Your vision fully restored, you slowly turn your head around to see your house over your bottom half, straight out of the Wizard of Oz.
- >That would explain it.
- >It takes a few moments for you to register the pain, and your scream echoes loudly, scattering birds.
- “FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-“
- >Your name is /V/.
- >The assclown prince of vidya.
- >The personification of rage itself.
- >And your ass is stuck under your own house.
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