GAME ON ! A really dumb videogame-like RP

Tedrick felt something of great importance was happening.
BUT HE HAD NO TIME FOR THAT
HE NEEDED TO GO ON A MIGHTY ADVENTURE
ONE SURE TO CHANGE THE TIDES
ONE THAT WILL MAKE THE WORLD BASK IN HIS OWN GLORY
BASK IN GLORY LIKE A MAN IN A STEW THAT DOESN'T KNOW HE IS BEING COOKED
BECAUSE HE IS SLOWLY DROWNING IN THE STEW
TEDRICK IS DROWNING IN HIS GLORY
There's a metaphor in there somewhere.
Tedrick unraveled his huge quest log, and saw something catch his eye.
 
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She was newly born and yet... fully grown, her mind a blank slate. Her first memory was a village of sorts filled with all manner of strange people from all walks of life. She'd spend the day shopping and had all manner of lovely pieces of jewelry and fine silks. She couldn't help but think that she was supposed to get something else like a sword or armour or something but there were so many shiny pieces: anklets, bracelets, rings, earrings, diadems and more. She couldn't resist getting as much as she could. All of her starting gold was gone before she could blink.

She was an elf. She knew that much. That and her name. She was Assallya Kressair. She was dressed in translucent black silks that left her midriff bare and was adorned in a wide variety of jewelry. She was also, according to the shopkeepers in town something called a starting adventurer.

Now she was wandering. She'd accidentally stepped through some sort of arch back in the town and she'd ended up here. In the middle of nowhere. Well, not really nowhere. There were these bunnies, apparently very violent bunnies with a little placard over their heads that read "Lvl 1" accompanied by little green and red bars. They'd chased her all over and she'd barely escaped before a giant tear drop appeared over her head indicating her exhaustion.

Finally, she came across what appeared to be a mud-slick or a mud-pool or something. There were stones, large flat stones which spanned the distance. She suspected or rather she hopped the homicidal bunnies wouldn't dare follow her across the pond. She hopped to the first stone, bare feet scrabbling as her black painted toes almost slipped over the far edge.
 
Tedrick stopped at a small village for supplies.
He figured everyone else would either recoup on the ship or go with him.
' Wonder how Kyle's doing .. '
 
Shelia stretched as she stepped out of the airship. That was surprisingly easy, fleeing from her military life. Her thoughts were then brought to General Deadbeat. He wasn't exactly the type to take things calmly, in fact his usual response to someone doubting his authority was tying them to a nuclear missile. "So what are we gonna do again?"
 
The gelatinous slime had been gulping down mud for hours now, and was slowly developing a massive concept on his mind. He had done the incredible. That incredible act was... Naming himself. Naming himself Bob in particular. Slowly, he began to become curious.
'What happens if I go to the edge of the world?' The world wasn't very large after all, it was only a mud-pool. Slowly Bob reached his way to the surface until...
The sun! It burnt Bob, so much more painfully bright then the rest of the world. Eventually, as his primitive eyes adjusted, as well as rolling his moist, green slime in the mud, he saw the strangest thing. An enormous beast, larger than the whole world, standing, intimating, in front of him. Bob shrieked and buried himself back under the mud
 
Tedrick explained to the bazooka lady that we needed supplies,and then went into the village.
After some trading, he encountered a small mud pool.
A level one slime was buried in the mud, and then it shrieked and darted back into it.

D'aww , he always thought slimes were cute.
But something's wrong with his nameplate.. it says 'bob'.
Maybe this was just a rare variation of the enemy ? If anything, he could keep it as a pet. He knew exactly want slimes needed.
He tried coaxing out the slime with some red truffles he bought from the local gardener.
 
Assallya, on jumping to the next stone in the mud-pool with the bunnies closing behind was greeting by a horrible sight. Something bubbled up from below, the mud slipping and sliding from its bulbous form. It may have been tiny but then so where the bunnies that had chased Assallya over hill and across dale. There was a great squeal, hers and apparently, its own. Her bare feet scrabbled over the slippery stone, trying to steady herself. She was so frightened she hade almost fallen in. That would have been bad.

Stamina -10. The sweat drop had returned, probably as result of the scare.

How curious. It had a name plate floating over it. Some sort of thing that said... "Bob". How interesting. She would have expected "Monstrous Slime" or someth-

She didn't know where the man came from. Suddenly he was simply there, standing in his little black and white suit and his little bow tie. She squealed again.

Stamina -10.

She had no stamina left. Rolling her blue eyes she fainted, tumbling head first into the mud pool. Golden hair disappeared, head, arms and torso being buried up to the waist. Her bare feet with their black polished toenails, golden toerings and many anklets sticking up on the ends of her protruding silk covered legs.
 
Bob lay there trembling, in fear of the intergalactical, leviathon monsters. But then, he started to smell something. It smelt delicious! The beautiful, enticing smell slowly drew him further towards the edge of the world. Luckily, he was now a safe distance from the creature that tumbled into the muddy planet. The gelatinous slime leaped up into the air from sheer terror, and then froze in mid-air. There it was... The....
Truffles. Red truffles to be exact.
Bob splashed back down and crawled merrily towards the food.
 
Shelia gave the blond a strange look as she progressively lead herself to faint from exhaustion. The Bobslime looked sort of cute, hopping around for some truffles. "You alright there madam?" She asked, extending her arm for her to take and tossing a 'wimpy potion of stamina' so she could move her arms.
 
Totally unconscious, the legs sticking out of the pool did nothing in response to the potion plopping into the mud. Her toerings and anklets continued to gleam silver and gold in the waning light ushering through forest canopy but her only real movement was to sank a couple of inches deeper.

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The girl's statistics appeared over her bare feet indicating her name, Assallya, and the small red bar reduced in size slightly from the suffocating effects of the mud.
 
Okay,wow. This lady needed some help.
Tedrick let the little Bob eat the truffles while he searched his knapsack for something...
Here we go. These smelling salts ought to get her awake while we pull the girl out of the mud.
Tedrick couldn't help but snicker at the village girl scared of a level one slime.
 
As Bob munched down, he started to think about things. Well, food to be exact. Bob enjoyed being exact. Exactness was comforting, like cool mud against your slime. Then he realised he wasn't in
mud. He once again ignored the fact and moved onto the next truffle. As he took a single bite out of
it, he heard a whisper,
"Screw you Gravity,"
The truffle slowly began to levitate above the surface of the ground, and slowly moved through the air towards the sunken monster, then dipping below the mud to gently place itself on the creatures head. A small squiggle of frustration appeared above Bob's head, accompanied by an exclamation mark, and he moved to the submerged truffle. He latched himself onto the creatures hair, and continued eating his food. Strangely, a small +1 HP appeared above the monsters head
 
Rezo moved on like an unstoppable storm, and yet there was many that continued to randomly challange him only to get beat up. Then at last came the random Pug, the fail group with four tanks six healers and around twenty dps that most all don't know what to do or have crappy gear. Yet this didn't stop them from attacking Rezo, and a moment later he was charging down one of the dps who grabbed his attention and pulled him along early as to say. That dps didn't last long and a moment later the tanks got his attention again while some writing 'lol' in the chat. Yet the tanks were very spread out along him as they try to 'off dps' instead of off tank from each other meaning that all his special strikes hit a single tank and reduced their hp too fast. Some dps get caught in this and dies, there's not enough dispells on his rain... and chaos ensures as Healers start leaving while shouting 'Fail group' and eventually everyone lies dead as Rezo rather uniquely use his 'No escape' ability after five % of his hp had been removed meaning that those trying to escape with magig or running out of his range would have to deal with a fast killing blow that apparently only paladins who could bubble heart could survive.
 
Tedrick let the little slime stay where it was.
He decided to go to the market while the lady wakes up.
 
The girl had no idea how long she was unconscious. She didn't remember falling asleep. She only remembered the running...

The Running!

The elf sat up, lightning quick, her blue eyes darting about in search of evil, dangerous bunnies. They and their BIG teeth. Surprisingly there was no sign of them. She breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed back against the grass and stared in confusion at the bright blue numeral of a '+1' over her figure.

"How weird," she murmured.

She didn't remember anything about falling into the murk nor being pulled free so awakening to being covered in muck. She was rather surprised when she noted she was covered in sludge. How had that happened?
 
After whipping the butts on the random pug, Rezo would keep moving for but a little while. Then as his time limit reached its end without the large group being able to find him as he randomly chased something across the region he would soon again despawn.
 
( I promise I didn't mean to be gone for so long. )
Tedrick bought a bunch more random trinkets and loaded them on the ship. He spin the wheel so that the ship would fly in a random direction.
 
The slime suddenly screeched in panic as it realised that there were no muffins left. It sped through the air away from the mud pool, and towards a large ship, landing with a splat on the mast
(xD)
 
Sheila had obtained several pounds of explosive ammo, a few flash-bangs, and a snow globe for her collection before returning to the ship just in time for bob to splatter his gloop on her. This displeased her greatly and she pointed her bazooka at the biggest blob of the slime. "WHAT IS YO PROBLEM BICH?!" Shouted the short fused lieutenant.

Somewhere not so far away but still pretty far, a man was waking up.
 
The slime flew carelessly forward and managed to enter the bazooka. When it realised it was going the wrong way, it tried to squirm out... But it couldn't. It was trapped
 
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