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Friday, October 3, 2008

Life In A Computer Game



“Yeah! And that’s another win!” yelled Ben, thrilled. He was hitting all the buttons on his computer keyboard. “One more win and I’ll get to Level 20!”
Ben was a 9-year-old boy living in a condominium. He was always on his computer for hours on Saturday, and on weekdays he gets to have the computer all to himself if he does his homework.
One Saturday morning, Ben was on his computer as usual. Hitting away on his keyboard, a magical force pulled him forward. Suddenly, he was sucked into his computer.
Ben found himself on a hard ground. He looked up and around him. There were many stickmen talking to one another. “This looks like Stwack in Viwawa!” Ben exclaimed.
As if he was some kind of stickman food, the stickmen seeing him rushed to him. “I want a battle!” said one. He put up his fists to fight.
“B..b..but I’m n..n..not..” Ben stammered. “Hook Punch!” the stickman screamed, as he delivered his fist to Ben’s head. “Ahhh!!!” Ben screamed. “Think, Ben.” He said quietly to himself.


“Since this is Stwack…. Alright!” said Ben. “High Block!” he yelled, and he blocked the stickman’s fist as it was about to hit his forehead.
“My turn! Swipe Kick!” said Ben skillfully. He tripped the stickman and he fell head-first onto the ground.
After the battle, Ben decided to explore. “I could really get out of this Stwack room,” he thought. “It’s very cold and noisy.”
By magic, Ben suddenly teleported to another place. He looked around. This place was hot! The heat was caused from flames. Ben realized what game was this. It was another game in Viwawa called ‘Wahlords’. Once again, someone with bald hair wearing a green peasant coat noticed him.
“I challenge you!” he screamed at the top of his lungs, and took out a bomb and threw it at me. “Dodge it if you can!” he shouted. Ben jumped out of the way as the bomb exploded.
A rocket firecracker thrown by the Wahlord peasant was throwing itself swiftly towards Ben. He did a somersault and jumped to get a few feet away from the rocket which was ready to explode in five seconds. KA-BOOM! The rocket exploded. The smoke was directed to Ben. He coughed and coughed and was blinded by the smoke.
This was enough to keep Ben off-guard. The Wahlord peasant threw two bombs at him. A minute later when the smoke had cleared, Ben opened his eyes to see himself burned. “I’m black all over!!!” he yelled angrily at the Wahlord peasant. This made him wanting to fight back.
He dashed to the Wahlord shop. Luckily, he had some leftover cash his mum had gave him for his pocket money. He bought five dozen bombs. At that moment, the Wahlord peasant rushed over and threw a bomb at Ben. He dodged and the bomb strucked the ground. The smoke was also coming back. In the confusion, the peasant fired two rocket firecrackers.
Ben was simply scorched! But then, he threw a dozen bombs at the peasant. The bombs were everywhere and wherever the peasant ran, there was a bomb. In the end, the dozen bombs made him more scorched than Ben.
“EE-AHHHHH!!!!!!” he screamed in fright and scampered off like a hundred tigers were chasing him.
Ben sat down. He hummed a tune. “It’s too hot here,” he mumbled. As he said that, he was teleported to Match It, another game in Viwawa. “I hope no one challenges me to a game,” he whispered to himself. But someone challenged him anyway. “I simply refuse the challenge! I’m tired!” he groaned. “Nothing doing.” grinned the challenger slyly. He wore blue pants and a fiery red T-shirt that bears a skeleton skull on it.
The challenger introduced himself as Skull John. Ben shook hands with him. He liked Match It a lot. At least the people here were friendly, nice and they play safe, not those dangerous fighting games. Though a lot of people like Stwack a lot. But now Ben was inside a computer game and not playing the computer game.
Ben and Skull John began their match. As they finished the game, Ben vanished and found himself in an obstacle course room. “I’ve never seen this in Viwawa before. What a gorgeous place!” he exclaimed. “LISTEN!!!!!!!!” boomed a voice from nowhere. Ben almost jumped out of his skin. “YOU HAVE TO GET THROUGH THE TEST TO GET BACK HOME! THE FIRST TRIAL IS TO GET PAST THAT OBSTACLE COURSE! NOW GET MOVING, CHEESEHEAD!” boomed the voice rudely.
Ben frowned. He didn’t like it when others were rude to him. Still, if getting past this obstacle course could get him home it would be worth it. He jumped onto a thin bar. Then he jumped onto the other. He saw an elevator and went in it. The elevator took him up, up and up. After ten minutes when the elevator slowed to a stop, Ben discovered a ladder.
As he was about to reach his hand to grip another ladder bar, he knocked his head and got dizzy. He lost grip and fell down, down, down. Luckily, he caught a ladder bar as he fell. “WATCH IT YOU CHEESEBRAIN!!!!” shrieked the voice. At last Ben reached the top. There was a staircase. He climbed and climbed up about twenty stairs. At the top of the staircase was an elevator, but someone dressed like an agent was guarding it.
“Halt!” he commanded. “This elevator will take you to your second trial. To get into the elevator you must get past me!” he said, drawing out a sword longer than a bamboo pole. “Fine.” Ben accepted, without any hesitations or protests. He was going to play a trick on that agent.
The agent charged at Ben. Ben suddenly pointed above the agent’s head. “There’s a dozen cockroaches on your head!” he screamed. “Where?!” asked the agent, shaking his head until it looked like it was going to break. As the agent was distracted, Ben kicked him away. The agent fell down the staircase and could not be seen. So Ben went into the elevator. He was teleported to face three ninjas with sabres.
“If you get past us, you’ll be finished with this trial!” instructed one of the ninjas. “NOW, CHARGE!!!!!” as in answer to his command, the ninja dashed to Ben with his sabre. Ben remembered his Wahlord bombs and threw them to blind the ninjas with the smoke. He did just that, and in the confusion, he got past them and saw a ladder. He climbed it and when one of his foot reached the top, he was teleported to a third trial.




This trial is to chase a clone of the Admin and beat it. Admin is the creator of Viwawa. Along the way there will be some obstacles. As Ben chased her high, the Admin clone turned back and threw a stun bomb, which stunned Ben for awhile. As he was stunned, the clone made a getaway.
When the effect wore off, Ben was able to chase the clone. He did his best and soon caught up with the Admin clone. But she jumped onto a web in the air. Ben looked down to see how high the web was. He gulped. If he fell down, he would meet his doom. Ben bit his fingernails. Then he made a swift and powerful jump and landed on the web.
As he jumped for joy, the Admin clone strucked him and Ben was thrown backward. Kicking his legs backward, he kicked the clone off the web and she fell down, down, down and with a horrifying thud, she vanished. Ben vanished too.
Ben was teleported back into his room again, sitting in front of his computer! Was that a dream? No, he couldn’t help thinking it was real. Then he looked at the clock. Computer and Earth time were different. While he spent many hours inside the computer, only 5 minutes had passed on Earth. What an exciting adventure!

-Story posted by Glenn



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