《Sand MMORPG》2. Specka Sand
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(Robotic Voice): "Welcome to the world of Sand! You will be able to pick a username at level 10, and you will be able to see the world chat at level 20, then at lvl 50 you will be able to chat! Enjoy Sand!"
Rin's sand speck was currently in a desert in India. There were many other specks near him playing as well
'Level 50 just to chat? Wow isn't that sort of dumb? I mean the level requirement is just too low!'
(Robotic Voice): "Player has played for '2 seconds' player is awarded with the skill "Sentience"! Congratulations to the player"
'Oh wow that's crazy! How did the system know I'm a sentient piece of sand? Haha I love this game! There's so many players near me, I hope we're all peaceful!'
Just as he thought that another piece of sand was kicked by a camel and hit into him!
- 5 HP, player at Critical HP!
'What!!! Is he a Pker? I'm just a noob! Please spare me mr sand man!' If Rin had hands, they'd above his head, and he'd be shaking in fear.
'It seems he was just testing me out haha he didn't attack me again.'
A human is now visible and can be seen using a device that sucks up sand, he's a sand expert.
' Oh no. WHAT AM I GOING TO DO? He's a sand-napper AHHH' If this was the real world, Rin's vocal cords would be destroyed from screaming so much. He could be seen being apart of the many sand specks that were just taken into this man's bag.
'I need to somehow make friends with this man before he kills me! I'm already critical HP! I know, I'll seduce him'
The man soon reached his shack and laid out the sand, inspecting it. There was one piece of sand that was very odd. It seemed alluring and almost.. seductive.
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"That sand.. it looks.. attractive. Almost like I have the need to cherish and protect it.. I will keep this sand until the day I die!"
The man then swiped the rest of the sand off the table. The sand piece he was interested in wasn't rin, and not even a player!
'AHHHH oh. There isn't fall damage. That's a relief, for a second I thought my journey to Beach-hood would've been cancelled!'
(Robotic Voice): "Player has reached level 2! Density +2, Player has learned skill Roll!
Skill detail will be shown."
Roll - Does 4 damage to any near sand hit. Player also moves in direction used, whether indirectly, or directly. Example: Human kicking sand.
'Woah, was this the skill that was used to attack me? It's so strong I'm not as much of a pushover as I used to be!'
Immediately Rin used Roll on the nearest sand and killed 50 of the unlucky ones who had bad density! When you die, you restart.. If they were humans you'd surely hear their screams and they would feel agonizing pain as they slowly died in excruciating pain feeling their mental and soul fall into an infinite void of nothingness to never be seen again in the world of earth and to their only hope to be reincarnated as a slime. But they were sand, so they just disappeared.
(Robotic Voice): " Please choose a username! .. Error! Username chosen! Username is now "SandLover69"
'About what I'd choose anyway, my grandpa just turned 69 and I love sand so, its crazy how the game knew!'
The sand then paused for a second and then a malicious grin slowly formed
'Time to grind muahahaha' The sand said, as if it was staring at other sand pieces and they were shaking. But they can't.
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