Stuck.

It had been a stressful day, seeing my ex-girlfriend hooking up with a gun wielding physco path (whose name begins with a D and ends with a K =P). So naturally, looking for a productive activity to unload my stress into, I indulged myself in my nOObish desires in the battle sims. After a solid two hours of running and gunning I logged off to eat dinner. Having eaten a delicious meal of steak and fries I lazily strolled back down to my computer and eagerly logged back on.

I was promptly shot.

The oh so familiar black loading screen appeared and I sighed as I waited for it to disappear, revealing my quaint little home on the bay. But to my dismay when I landed, I was greeted by the bleak box filled battlefield I had just left. My initial reaction: "OMfG!Ng WTf?!?!?!?! This i$Nt mY HoUSe!!!!11oneone!!1"

I then proceeded to discharge my weapon angrily into the ground.

Upon regaining control of myself, I opened up the ever so handy map and teleported home. Once more I was brought to the black loading, screen and once more I landed in the sh!thole I intended to get out of. I tried to teleport home once more, but to no avail. Then, after a frantic sending out of tp requests to everyone I knew, I sighed and realized I was stuck.

Stuck: caught or fixed; "stuck in the mud." How aptly that described my situation.

As I paced back and force thinking of some way to get out of the desolate bullet-filled place my pixels current inhabited, I was confronted by two rather ugly thuggish looking fellows, both wielding the infamous 10k. For those of you not familiar with weaponry in TSL, the 10k is a rapid fire rifle with multiple bullet types and rates of fire. On top of that its got a outrageously quick rate of fire, making it the AK47 of the Teen Grid. Their names were Ace and Sor. I was stuck inside a trailer I had been using for cover and thus had no escape, so nervously I mumbled "Whats up guys? heh..."
"Can u tp out of here?" Ace replied, nudging me slightly with the butt of his gun. "Unfortunately, no." I said, slowly sliding in the direction of the door. "Ah alright. Might as well come with us then" He said. I followed the two goons not entirely sure what to expect. "Whats the worst they can do?" I thought to myself as I tagged along after them. They led me out to the far corner of the sim, about 40 meters above the battlefield. The height gave the place a commanding view of the surrounding area, which would come in handy later. The building itself was simple, just a one room prefab home surrounded by a series of walkways floating in the air. Every 10 meters or so there laid an automated turret ready at a moments notice to fend off any would-be attackers. All in all, the place was a solidly built makeshift fort. I was led down the walkways to the main one room building which was barricaded in every way imaginable. On the inside the place looked more like the room of a phsycotic 8 year old then a military base. It was filled with bean bag chairs, disco balls, and a great deal of TVs (none of which worked.)

Just as Ace closed the 2 meter thick door blocking off the building from the outside, bullets pinged against the walls. "Oh shit." he mumbled, all the while peaking out the nearby window. "Theres about 5 out there, 1 RPG and some 1k's, get em." He said to Sor as the room began to fill with smoke. Switching the safety off of his gun, Sor charged out the door narrowly dodging the wall of lead which was promptly laid down by the invaders. He ran down the walkways, setting up the automated turrets as he went, and by the time he reached the end the turrets were steadily blasting away the mob which hovered outside our base. With them out of the way, Ace pulled out a chess set, and we settled down by the fireplace and played, all the while listening to the light pings and pangs of bullets riddling the outer walls.