Gamer

I was feeling creative at work one day

It was his world. This awkward, gangly creature was a pariah in reality, but inside the box he was whomever he wished to be, or whoever he had to be for the adventure chosen. That was the reason for his constant playing; the thrill of a dangerous adventure withoug the physical danger. Yesterday he was a fiery female explorer trying to save history and the world. The day before that he was Masterchief. Today he was his own character. A dangerous rogue conned into saving humanity. On other days he was Carl. Today he was Sledghammer. Today he was just another gamer.

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[Lyla Mu]

Much like how little kids used to go around the playground playing pretend. I have to say, this is an excellent idea that made me smile a little when reading it C: