D_R… I told you I liked to kill off Characters… but would I actually take it this far?

I raced down the hall, over to my computer, and logged in with the new special password. Immediately things went black. During the time of the blackness, I thought about what all had happened. Operator011 had discovered a way too, with the help of the Cyber Ninja, create a system where users could both leave and be pulled back into cyberspace. The Cyber Ninja controlled the system, since they lived in cyberspace after all. We also discovered that, since computers are fast, usually, our time in cyberspace had really only lasted seconds. We could be there for months, and never be missed. It had taken me minutes to convince my siblings that they needed to stay behind during this mission, that I couldn’t take any chances, so there was no telling how long I’d been ‘gone’. Eventually, my vision seemed to clear up, and there I was. Looking around I took notice of the mess, the well, and the original doors that had started it all. One door in particular, a bright green one, made me smile. It was my official door to the, as it was now called, Headquarters of the Mighty Builders. Or, well, that’s what Lego_Lover had insisted we call ourselves. However, a certain other member really thought it should be MrBrick. Other users had their opinions as well, like Mischievous Broccoli, Master Builders, Marxist Bees, and etc. We had all agreed that we needed a name for our group, and that it, in honor of Mecabricks, should have two words. The first would start with ‘M’, and the second with ‘B’, but we hadn’t come to a solid conclusion as to what it should actually be.

“What on earth?” I said while walking over to the door. Two well wrapped gifts lay on the floor, one a light blue and white, the other a slightly darker blue and black. I picked the second one up, and looked at the tag.

From Op, it began.

Missed ya Greenie! Five months is a long time to wait.

“Five months,” I gasped and then ripped the package open, pulling out a new black jacket with green fire around the pockets. “Whoa!” I said in excitement while throwing my old jacket down, and pulling on the new one. It felt nice, and really did resemble myself. Now what was in the next box. Looking down at the tag I read,

From D_R,

Been bored. Everyone has a task to finish except me. Started making these for fun.

I treated her package the same way as I had the other one, and my mouth dropped when I looked at it’s contents.

“No,” I whispered, and then let the box fly over my shoulders as I held the custom lightsaber in all it’s beauty. It was green, and silver, and black, and it even had a cross as the ignite button. “Yeah!” I screamed while pushing the cross down and posing in a fierce Jedi position. Nothing happened. I tried again, but still nothing happened. Turning it around I noticed the little pice of plastic next to the cross. A safety thing. Flicking it off I let a small smile escape. “Here we go,” I whispered just before pressing the switch.

Bzztch! I blinked, and as my vision started to fade away realized my mistake. A bright green beam was now embedded in my chest. I couldn’t have been so stupid! I’d forgotten to turn the thing back around. This was it, I’d die in the internet and no one would ever hear from me again. Things once again went black, and my body fell to the floor.


Coming January 15th!