This is not a story you can turn your brain off for. In fact, I want you turned all the way on! WAIT NOT LIKE THAT! I'm just saying that you might not keep up! This is the big leagues after all, and I'm a fantastic and eloquent auteur creating The Next Big Thing. Don't believe me? Check it.  Serious Hot-boy: Oakland Burns, and his three best friends get sucked into a world full of tastefully limited game mechanics woven into the fabric of reality. Everything seems on the up-and-up, then things. Get. Interesting! Oak can't learn [Skills], and is thus forevermore relegated to being the sad puppy waiting for anybody to show up to grant him one, small moment of joy before it's bed time.  That is, of course, unless he can utilize the old and buggy Achievement system to keep up with his friends. And---why not, maybe some OverAchievements to help him along the way. Wait. How are they supposed get back home? Cut the mic—! — WHAT TO EXPECT A narrator who's never been in a real fight, but really should become well acquainted with the blunt end of an aluminum bat. (For character growth). Nonsensical horsepucky. Seriously dude, did you think we wouldn't notice? [Skills]!!! And [Achievements]!!! But uh… not as much as you'd think.  Why is there so much dialog? Why do these character keep talking to each other all the time? Focus on the fights, Geeze! Hey, one sec. Lemme look this up in a dictionary real quick. Huh! Weird. You're NOT going to make me laugh. Not once. It ain't happenin’! JUST TELL ME THE ANSWERS ALREADY. I NEED TO KNOW! — WHAT TO EXPECT WHEN YOU'RE EXPECTING… SOMETHING MORE EXPLICIT High Character Focus Drama with a Purpose More Comedy than Aura Low Crunch (No Stats) Adult Humor (Reigned in) Stupid Names A Mix of Action, Adventure, and Neither No/little Gore Lies (unless this is a lie? >;) )