Saturday Night

"Less hawt" Chris comments.

Dev continued giggling, before actually starting on creating her rogue elf.

Once each of them is done they all feel this strange drowsiness coming over them as the screen begins to shine brighter , and a dark laugh echoes throughout the house as each of them falls asleep.

Dev fell atop Dawn.

Matt fell on top of dev beccause screw their romantic stuff

Chris falls atop everybody at the same time .

Leo doesn't

Chris awakes with a start , head snapping up from the dark wood of the bar as his eyes shift around , he's washed over with so many sounds and smells like a tidal wave. Bright upbeat tavern music is being played by a band in the corner , and smells of garlic ,wheat, and beer reach his nose. What the fuck? Where is he? Quickly he scans around for any familiar faces among the bar patrons , only to almost leap as he realizes his skin is a deep violet.

Suddenly a huge fucking ass orc tripped over a chair, broke a table and killed a cat, all the while apologising profusely.

Chris wipes the drool from his mouth and rushes over to help him out "Leo! Just stop moving alright!"

"Oh shit this is like tron!" Matt concluded immediately upon sitting up. "Except less shitty..." he took a look at what he was wearing to see it was a robe and grinned "Sweet" now he just needed to figure out how this magic stuff worked

"What is happening?" He asked, looking painfully confused, bless.

"This is awesome!!!" Dev cried looking down at herself.

Matt quickly ran over to high five dev

Chris wraps him up in a big old comforting hug "We seem to emm...have been transported into the game" He concludes , as the entire tavern's eyes are locked on them.

Dev highfived him, and looked around for Dawn.

"But.. I... how?"

Matt looked to see if he had a spellbook still grinning like an idiot

"I,...don't know..I just don't "He replies with a shrug as he looks around the tavern , all the patrons still watching the strange little group.

Dawn is sleeping on a stool near the bar "Nother" she mumurs as she falls off the stool.

She is caught by Dev before she hits the floor. "Yo, rise and shine."

"Oh...hey Dev...why's your hair black?" She asks as she slowly stands.

(is there a spell book it is your thing)

(Nu)

(what spells should he know?)

"It changed when we got teleported inside a game," She explained casually.

"Oh..makes sense" She replies calmly "Oh gosh I'm all short now" She grumbles as she cracks her back a bit.

(fireball)

"Ha! Now you know how I..." She cut off. "Shit I picked elf, why am I not tall?!"