《Binary Progression》Volume 1 - Chapter 17: Accidents happen
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"What the hell's going on!? I can't type in chat and my screens gone black!" JohnWillStab though, he moved his camera around seeing some white light above, at least he was able to confirm he was under-water.
In a private chat window...
"Riberman: Hey there~"
JohnWillStab realised he was able to write in the private chat...
"JohnWillStab: Who is this?"
"Riberman: I am the Riberman - the man of the riber!"
"JohnWillStab: You mean river?"
"Riberman: Yes, riber."
"JohnWillStab: I hate your character already."
"Riberman: In any case... I am the man of the riber - I live here!"
"JohnWillStab: Yeah, I got that much - Do you know why I can't type in chat?"
"Riberman: I had to cast a silence spell on you... it never hurts to be too cautious..."
"JohnWillStab: Are you a roleplayer too?"
"Riberman: Mmm... something like that!"
The Riberman dragged JohnWillStab's body along the bottom of the lake until suddenly his screen was filled with light once more.
"JohnWillStab: Where are we?"
JohnWillStab stood in a large wooden room - it resembled a capsized ship, with a magic barriers in the doorway stopping the water from entering.
"Riberman: We don't have much time... I'm afraid due to some dire circumstances I will be unable to continue my role... thus I will pass the title to you."
"JohnWillStab: ?"
JohnWillStab turned to the man, he was also an undead, but he looked strange, he looked like an undead-merfolk. He wore dark crimson, almost black robs with black chains.
"Riberman: Are you aware of what an auxiliary class is?"
"JohnWillStab: Nope!"
"Riberman: Right... at level thirty you will be able to use an auxiliary -they're rare, and generally, boil down to werewolf and vampire."
"JohnWillStab: Wait - I don't want to get into some weird thing like that!"
"Riberman: I'm sorry John, but I can only pass my blood on to someone of my own race, and my time is limited..."
"JohnWillStab: What do you mean your time is limited?!"
"Riberman: A foul witch has threatened me - if I cannot conquer a mountain of work I shan't be able to continue on in this world..."
"JohnWillStab: ..."
"Riberman: My mom said I can't keep playing on the computer if I don't get my homework done... and I didn't do it... for like a month..."
"JohnWillStab: Ah."
"Riberman: In any case - the witch shall return any moment! I must pass on the class!"
JohnWillStab turned to the door seeing black tendrils blocking it, more tendrils shot out from the ground tangling around him, his health slowly draining...
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"Riberman: I do apologise, I have little time to explain how the class works - the Tenecirus can't go extinct! - I shall leave you a link to the wiki page, that should clear thing up, wait a second..."
Moments later his character disappeared...
JohnWillStab opened his menu seeing that nothing was changed, he opened his bags seeing his money was still there, but when he opened his skill list there was a greyed-out tab with the image of a tentacle.
In normal chat...
"JohnWillStab: Guys!"
"Bonifacius: Good - I feared thou glitched through the floor and fell into the abyss!"
"XxFoxlyxX: Wouldn't be the first one!"
"JohnWillStab: ...right"
"JohnWillStab: That place was weird... there was an undead with tentacles down there!"
"Bonifacius: Yes - that is, in fact, unusual for the bottom of a lake."
"XxFoxlyxX: Yeah - squids and octopodes are salt-water fish..."
"Bonifacius: I was about to say the same thing!"
JohnWillStab swam out from the under-water hut and onto the beach.
"Bonifacius: Right! Let's continue!"
"XxFoxlyxX: Yeah - we're almost there!"
"I can tell them about being assaulted by tentacles later..." thought JohnWillStab
"JohnWillStab: Alright!"
They made their way towards the large castle-like structure, the large walls had small openings and what looked like mini-drawbridges built into their sides, keep in mind the drawbridges were too high for anyone outside of the walls to be able to actually use them, they were most likely used as places to release flying mounts and or to use magic attacks.
There was a massive wooden gate which was guarded by two armoured players.
The party stood behind the cover of some trees, the whole castle was seemingly surrounded by a forest of the golden-leafed trees.
"Bonifacius: Alright - perhaps we may be able to talk things out, that said thee must prepare to fight!"
"JohnWillStab: Yeah, but what if they have traps? Or snipers?"
"XxFoxlyxX: You should go, John, the scarf will let you survive at least one insta-kill!"
"Bonifacius: No, I should go! We can't send a level seven to the front lines!"
"JohnWillStab: Nah it's alright, I got this."
"Bonifacius: Alright, best of luck!"
"JohnWillStab: Thanks... how do I walk slowly?"
"XxFoxlyxX: do /walk"
JohnWillStab typed in the command and began to slowly walk to the large gate, the guards turning towards him.
JohnWillStab stopped walking.
"Ah, this is taking too long!" he thought before using the command "/run" which made his character start running at the gates full-speed, the guards grabbed their weapons as one of them called out:
"THEY'RE ATTACKING!"
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“Did they misunderstand the reason for me to break into a sprint towards them?” he wondered.
Meanwhile from behind JohnWillStab charged out a small army of over forty players, their levels ranging from the early forties to level one-hundreds.
One of the players that ran out from behind the trees called out: "That's the signal! EVERYONE CHARGE!"
The drawbridges opened revealing several machines which upon closer inspection were cannons, at each one stood one or two players, soon the sky became filled with glowing, red-yellow balls which exploded into flames upon touching the ground.
A good few of the running people got hit directly with the cannon, reducing them to a cloud of smoke flying in the opposite direction they ran.
The large wooden gate flung open revealing a dozen or so heavily armoured players riding various mounts, horses, donkeys and even a reindeer(it was from a Christmas event).
They charged out into the crowd slashing at them, killing a dozen or so in one long, mount-propelled swing.
From the woods, a volley of arrows came, three of the cavalry collapsed resembling porcupines.
"JohnWillStab: GUYS WE HAVE A PROBLEM!"
Amidst the chaos and flames, a blue-haired human approached JohnWillStab, in his hand a claymore, his hair shaped like an unusually long bowl-cut, his clothes consisting of white trousers and a blue tunic over a grey shirt with long sleeves, the man wore glasses - his names was "Atwoz".
"Atwoz: Bold move, recruit - to charge at the enemy before the agreed time!"
"JohnWillStab: Recruit?! I'M JUST HERE TO ASK SOME QUESTIONS!"
"Atwoz: Well, you started this - you better take responsibility!"
"JohnWillStab: IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!"
"Atwoz: Well - at least you joined the right side of the war!"
"JohnWillStab: THERE'S A WAR!?"
An explosion blasted Atwoz away leaving flames where he once stood, in fact, JohnWillStab wasn't able to turn back even if he wanted thanks to the flames.
From behind the gate marched out a group of eight or so players, each one held a musket or pistol and instantly JohnWillStab used the /crawl command as they unleased fire, shooting eight players and killing them in one-hit whilst the cavalry continued its assault.
"Bonifacius: Fear not, friend! I'm on my way!"
"XxFoxlyxX: John, it's been less than a minute and you start a re-creation of Vietnam!"
"JohnWillStab: IT WASN'T ME!"
"XxFoxlyxX: THAT’S WHAT THE FRENCH SAID!"
The flames continued to rain down on the army causing the players to panic, with less than a dozen of them remaining they began to run around chaotically - each one tried to escape the battlefield in a different way, eventually either getting picked off by the riflemen or being consumed by the flames.
JohnWillStab was suddenly removed from the war-zone, he looked around seeing that in the woods outside the castle, behind him appeared Bonifacius and JohnWillStab.
"Olivionion: lol, I didn't expect you guys to join the anarchist-edgelords!
It was the merman, he held a dagger in hand and carried a rifle on his back."
"Bonifacius: Ah - it's Pedecree's acquaintance!"
"Olivionion: Yup, not that that would help you in court..."
"XxFoxlyxX: Court!? We came here to talk - we have nothing to do with those people!"
"Bonifacius: Indeed!"
"Olivionion: Hmm - yeah - I'm not buying it, I teleported you guys out of the fire, but don't think of it as a favour, it's more like... I don't want to share the fun :D"
"Bonifacius: ?"
Olivionion appeared behind Bonifacius using a poisoned dagger to paralyse him, and a poisoned bullet to knock-out foxly.
They both fell to the ground, quickly being teleported out.
"JohnWillStab: What the hell man!?"
"Olivionion: I'll give you an advantage, I'll fight with my bare hands!"
Olivionion unequipped his weapons and entered a fighting stance.
"JohnWillStab: Are you even listening? I don't want to fight you!"
Olivionion started walking towards JohnWillStab was backing away, despite the fact Olivionion was using /walk, he was still faster than JohnWillStab.
Cornered JohnWillStab unequipped all his armour.
"Olivionion: What the hell are you doing? That might work in a p*#no - but I just want to kill you, man..."
"JohnWillStab: I'm giving you an advantage!"
"Olivionion: ..."
Olivionion burst out into laughter as he spammed /laugh,
"Olivionion: I KNOW YOU'RE FU#*ING WITH ME! NO WAY YOU'RE THAT STUPID!"
"JohnWillStab: We'll see :p"
"Olivionion: ..."
"Olivionion: ..."
In a flash, Olivionion lunged forward, both of his hands stretched out, the moment he came in contact with JohnWillStab he grabbed him by the throat and his character creating a loud crack sound as he went limp.
"Olivionion: ..."
"Olivionion: You son of a b*#ch! - you got me so pissed so I'd kill you instead of arresting you!"
JohnWillStab selected the "instant respawn in the neared town" and appeared in a cosy-looking village with an inn, blacksmith and a few regular houses.
"That was close..." he thought looking around.
"♕: ..."
"JohnWillStab: Oh, crown! You're alright - that's good!"
"♕: ..."
"JohnWillStab: What is it? We need to go rescue Bonifacius and XxFoxlyxX!"
"♕: Why the f#!k are you naked?"

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