hello people it's your one, your only!! Your favorite young stoner. Derrick Stone, yes ironic my last name is stone, wait let me stop breaking the 4th wall so we can begin the story… later!!!

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A young man of 19 years old is currently walking down the street enjoying the musical buzz of his bluetooth headphones. The young man has a lazy content smile on his face not most can have it's a smile only so few have the experience of truly showing because of morality and standards put on them by their parents. The young man is leaving school and heading to the park to enjoy the peacefulness of nature, when he suddenly hears a loud yell over his headphones he pulls the headphones down and looks around.

“Derrick!! hey bro are you hopping on Twilight Siege tonight? They're bringing back an old map and I know some mad angles you might like.”

says a young man around the same age as Derrick after getting his attention. Derrick turns around and flashes a goofy smile and says.

“Yeah sure man we'll have a good time just rally up the rest of the squad I'm gonna chill in the park for a while.”

“Alright man keep on your hoodie though, I hear it's gonna get a little chilly later don't wantcha getting sick.”

“Alright man thanks have a safe trip home.”

Derrick responses with a lazy goodbye and wave, he continues his trip to the park and arrives in a little less than 5 minutes. Derrick sits on his favorite bench and opens up his backpack and takes out a capsule and a pack of cigarillos. He breaks down the blunt and pops open his capsule and spreads his “Mary Jane” all over the blunt and rolls what he calls a fatty, he does all this with the ease of an expert.

“Ahh!! My beautiful blunt you smell heavenly look at how green you are Mary Jane, positively glowing with nature's abundance are kids on the way?Hehe.”

Derrick takes out a dragon decorated lighter after having a weird one sided conversation with his weed and Sparks it. He takes a long and exaggerated inhale truly tasting and savoring the flavor of his platinum glue he calls Mary Jane, though all weed to him is Mary Jane, it's just a name too him. He exhales only to quickly inhale all of it again and holds it then exhales and breathes it in through his nose.

“Oh yeah baby that's the kicker, who says god isn't green and weed is bad for you? This is heaven sent all I need is these headphones and my weed and I'll truly be content.”

*Random class generation begins in 5 seconds*

"Hm? Random huh? Who's trying to kill the vibe? I'm enjoying myself? This young stoner is just enjoying nature don't kill the high random noise”

Derrick talks to empty air in a goofy manner, little does he know his fate was just decided. The class generation stops and he get a message directly to his mind.

*Congratulations Derrick Stone your class has been decided you are from this moment on The Stoner, show the world the true beauty of greenery, reminder!! This is a one of a kind class that besides you no one can have, you will be the first and last Stoner!*

“.....well that's fucking cool I guess I'm the stoner till I die and after huh? Hahahaha fuck yeah baby I'm the Stoner….wait what does that even mean?.”

*Ding*

*You can check your status and skills by saying show stats or skills, you have 10 minutes to prepare for the impending apocalypse your world will be facing enjoy the cluster fuck your about to experience and good luck Derrick Stone you and this world will need it*

“Well isn't that interface thingy nice he or she wished me luck….haha oh this is about to be fucking bad let me just take a hit of this blunt *sounds of inhaling* ahhh...that is some good stuff now let's see this status thingy”

“Show Stats”

Name: Derrick Stone Level 1

Class:The Stoner Title:Young Stoner

HP: 100%. MP: 100%. STA:100%

STR: 12 AGI: 11

DEX:19 CHA:5

“......I hope my stats are at least average...why is my charm so low, I'm a pretty nice guy with a devilish smile why is it 5...is someone making fun of me?”

Derrick continues too complain to thin air about his apparently low charm, if only he would take time and try not to smell like nothing but weed then maybe it would be different.

“ *Sigh* anyways….let's check my skills they better be dope”

*Show skills*

Weed generation: The ability to grow and create different strains of weed by interbreeding, can grow weed that has been inhaled by your body, can give weeds random qualities and attributes through thought, conjures out of thin air.

Smoke Manipulation: Can control and manipulate smoke at whim can control weed smoke with relative ease any other smokes takes apparent effort to grasp and control.

Smoke Entity: you are and will always be smoke can shapeshift your body into smoke at will, increased speed when in Smoke Entity reduce attacking power reduced drastically in this state.

“......hahaha oh fucking yeah!!!! This is crazy fucking dope I can make weed out thin air? Oh this is gonna be so fucking fun *takes hit* ahh!! And I can turn into smoke? Well I wonder if my smoke is weed smoke or regular smoke? And can I make people High from my smoke? Oh so many questions so little time to answer them!”

Derrick is more than thrilled about his stats and skills to him he was blessed. The powers granted to him fit his personality perfectly.

“.....I wonder if I have an inventory….being able to make weed is cool and all but I can't really do shit without a blunt..”

*Ding*

*Inventory*

Everlasting Blunt: you can smoke it to the bud but it will instantly regrow till it's new and fresh.

10 Gold: it's just gold...there's nothing special about it duntz.

“Well that's convenient so I guess we get like a class item and gold? That's nice of the interface thingy at least I'm not broke *takes hit* phew...so I don't really know what to do.”

As Derric waits for the apocalypse, he subconsciously makes shapes and animals out of his weed smoke he exhales, just enjoying the last peaceful moment before this world turns to shit. He adjust his beanie and slouches on the bench, for a person who knows the world impending doom is near he is way to relax.

*ROAR!!!!!*

"*smirks*.....and it begins let's get busy world.”

He stands up and walks into the distance with no apparent designation in mind.

*The End*