"Alright, this is starting to get interesting, now I just need to find a team... No lifing powers activate!"

 I say as I go from forum to forum posting applications, I only really wrote it once, since I'm lazy and just copy pasted it to the rest of the forums, thank whoever thought to make "CTRL+C" and "CTRL+V”

“Now, time to play the waiting game.” I say softly to myself as I climb into my “bed” which really was just a sheet and a pillow on the floor next to my computer.

  I think as I drift off to sleep.

About 10 hours later I’m awoken by “beeping” messages on my computer.

“I knew I shouldn’t have upgraded to Doors 10, but at least it alerts me.” I yawn loudly as I stretch, get up, scratch myself and crack my back the first thing I do is get on my computer and check who sent me what.

I scroll through every forum I posted on and almost everything I see is either a troll comment or a comment too professional that it looks like it would be a pain to work with.

 “HEY! It’s a privilege to even be able to talk to me! You should be honored, B-BAKA!”

“You’re really looking on forums for stuff like this? Why don’t you just work in an office like a normal person? I can help you but I don’t see this going anywhere.”…These people are useless, why would they post stuff so useless? I scroll through stuff like this for a while until I found a person with an actual response.

“I’ll work with you, just send me a PM.”

“Hmm, this seems sketchy, but then again I don’t have a choice at this time.” I sigh loudly as I click their profile and add them as a friend, good thing they were still online and accepted really quickly.”

Thus the back and forth messaging began.

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M: Thanks for responding to the forum post, I really appreciate it.

S: no problem i see the project is a team that can make great things in a short time

M: Yes, it’s currently only you assuming you have some work you can show me?

S: sure i can just give me a sec

M: Alright.

So I wait, and wait… and wait. Until finally!

S:here you go she says as she posts an attachment of a picture of a popular singer.

M: Wow, this is really good! I love the attention to detail you put into this work of art, do you think we can meet up in the real world? I have to know who I’m working with, really if I’m gonna be working with you.

S: what city do you live in

M: I live in Chicago, you? Maybe I can drive down there if it’s not too far?

S: i live in chicago too how have we not met lets meet at that famous park

M: Alright what time? Also very surprising

S: high noon work for you

M: Sure it does, alright let’s do it.

I say as I finally log off the forums.

I think to myself as I grin greatly and scream with a big “Yes!” with my arms held out high, like I’ve won a great victory.

I stop in my thoughts as I see the time and it’s the middle of the night. “...I hate messing up my sleep schedule.”

I say to myself as I walk out to the mess of a “Kitchen” I have and pick out some noodles.

“This’ll do me fine.” I say as I microwave it and eat it, after which I take a bath and brush my teeth and head to “bed”. “I’ve gotta get an early start to this day.” I say to myself but in all actuality I can’t fall asleep at all.

“Maybe I’ll just play a bit of Giant Car Stealing 7 to help me fall asleep.” just a bit I say, oh man was that the biggest lie I’ve ever told myself. “I didn’t think I’d make this much progress in one sitting, I think I might’ve just set a record.” I yawn and scratch myself as I’m about to go to sleep I close out “Giant Car Stealing 7” and notice it’s morning.

 “I-I-I-I-I played all night? Why did I play all night? I hate when this happens! You had one job brain! To get me to sleep on time!

 I just hope I’m not too worn out for this meet-up. Gonna have to stay awake on coffee and slaps. I sigh as I get up from my computer desk and go to the “bathroom” to take a bath."

“Gonna have to use ice-cold water this time. Whoever came up with this made it to torture the human race, what have we done to deserve such punishment?”

I say in my existential crisis. I then brush my teeth and get dressed. “My worst enemy, the sun, we meet again my old nemesis.”

I say as I walk to Galaxy Dollars to get a coffee to keep me awake. “I could’ve gotten kool-aid instead." I say as I prepare to have one of the most stressful days of my life as I slowly sip on my coffee.