UGEC Chapter One

Welcome to the Unnamed Game of an Epic Calibur.
Please choose a name and class

Classes:

~~DESCRIPTION OF STATS~~

Spoiler:

> Name: Groomp
> Class: Paladin
> BEGIN UGEC

Accepted.
Your father died in a construction accident 5 years ago, so you live with your mother. You two are lower-middle class, and it makes you sad when you think about it because your mother is working one job full time, another part time. Your dad was quite the car buff though, and owned some really nice and classic rides. You hope to call one your own one day, and follow in dear old dad's footsteps. As such, your house is filled with racing memorabilia, panels off of old gas stations, model cars, unopened, and a few hubcaps here and there. Currently, your mother is at work, and the house is rather quiet. A storm rumbles outside. You always love to see a good lightning storm, but something isn't right about this one. You can't shake the feeling something's up.
>What do you do?

>Check outside

Name: Pumbloom
Class: FIGHTY FIGHT GUY
>FUCKIN BEGIN IN ALEX'S GROOP BITCH

@PP
You look out your window. The entire sky is the same shade of graphite grey. You can occasionally make out the shape of cluster of clouds with every rumble and flash. No real lightning strikes though. It's not raining either. Just threatening.

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@MC
Accepted.
You enjoy the arts a good deal, including drawing, writing, reading, all the good stuff. You like to think of yourself as a nerd, but on occasion you question how much of a nerd you really are. You've had so many girlfriends, you've lost track. Your friends see you as this awesome guy that has a great sense of comedy and terrible hearing. Most of your interests are scattered, including gaming, guitar, and internet memes. You know how to use the memes well, and get very, VERY annoyed when other people don't. The sky is particularly dreary today. But given the season, it's expected. Lightning rumbles in the distance. You just can't shake the feeling that something is afoot.
>What do you do?

>Dick around until next plot advancement.

@MC
Sorry pal. Try looking for some useful items instead.

>Look for that misplaced katana.

>Grab rain coat from closet
>Equip rain coat
>Go outside

>Name: Maggie Dribble
>Paladin
>Begin UGEC

@MC
You head downstairs and to the living room. There's no katana, but there's a fake longsword above the mantle.

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@PP
You received 1 Raincoat (No Armor)
You equip it and walk outside, even though it's not raining. You get a whiff of the strong smell that's always in the air when a storm's a-blowin. Unsurprisingly, no one is outside. There's not much to do out here.

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@SM
Accepted
You enjoy drawing and do some gaming here and there. Mostly you're reading webcomics though. You like to talk to your friends, but they're pretty boring most of the time. Especially when they're online. Just nothing to talk about. You're a very critical person. Your parents are both at work, but you can hear your sister watching television downstairs. Sky's dark, but what do you care? Lightning rumbles in the distance. You just can't shake the feeling that something is afoot.
>What do you do?

(You couldn't make new descriptions?)
>Log onto your laptop

@SM
(Too lazy. Sorry. It's somewhat different. You have a sister now.)
You have three options: Chat, UNVRSLHCKR, and the Internet

>Log onto Chat to see if any of your friends are on

>Log onto the internet to check your Spacebook

@SM
You log onto your chat client. You have two contacts online; Groomp and Pumbloom
Spacebook is as boring and useless as always. You look at humorous pictures for a while, then close out of it.

>Chat with Pumbloom
"heeeeey faggot :)"

>While waiting for a response, look out your window

>fuck this shit
>go back inside

@SM
Just grey and dreary. Lightning flashes now and then, but really it's just a threatening shade of grey. It isn't raining.

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@PP
You do so.

>Check to see if Pumbloom replied yet

@SM
Nope.
(You'll know when he responds when he actually responds.)

>Take coat off
>Throw that shit on the ground and walk away
>Go back to room
>Insert Call of Duty into PS3
>Play that shit

>Go check on your lil' sis

>Take and equpid the fake longsword.

@PP
Doing so, you lost the Raincoat. You waste about an hour playing recycled garbage.
[DM's Suggestion: Go find some stuff that might be useful later]

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@SM
You walk downstairs. Your sister, Eliza, is lounging on the couch, watching television.
"Hey," you say, "How's it going?"
"Good," she replies nonchalantly.
She's good you guess.

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@MC
You receive the Prop Longsword
You hear your computer go "boop" from your room upstairs.