Ok. This is my first fanfic and I want critisism. Hope you enjoy it.
27 Days
This is the untold story of a well known forum known as RAF. We begin with RAF in shambles, people, andalites, controllers, mods, and everyone else running around like chickens with their heads cut off. There’s also a bunch of Super smash brothers characters running around in like pattern, chickens with their heads cut off, and one person in the shadows being very calm about everything that’s going on. The tension is strong. RAFians are disappearing left and right, brawlers are appearing and disappearing without limit or reason how or why and people from unknown universes are just popping up.
Let’s backtrack to when this first started.
Prelude 1
It’s a beautiful day at RAF. Many RAFians are enjoying the sunlight and drinking refreshing drinks while swimming at the lake or talking among themselves on chat. All but two, Gaz and Blue who hours earlier disappeared and two other people suddenly appeared in their places, one that is in a green tunic with a green cap and looking very much like a cartoon and the other looking like a wolf in a military uniform.
The two named toon Link and Wolf were given the usual greetings and they got along with everyone but an unrest started to come up upon RAF as they were wondering what happened to Gaz and Blue. A few days go by and still no Gaz or Blue and many rafians get worried. Many brush it off thinking that both of them are busy with other matters and aren’t going to be on for a while but everyone feels that they’re missing. After two weeks many rafians were worried but most kept a level head and still thought the two could still show up.
A day after the two weeks a man about 6 foot tall, with jet black hair and a terrible sense of fashion, wearing green shorts that were baggy and a blue overcoat with red and yellow swirls on it came to raf. He walks up to a noob and asks politely in a deep, strong, and grotesque voice: “Do you know where I can find a mod? I have an important letter for them.” The noob looks up at the man and starts laughing while he says: “You look like bozo the clown.” The noob falls over from all the laughing and the man continues on with the letter in his hand. He walks to the beach where many rafians are resting and he looks out into the water to find…..a zora….another zora……ah a seal. He walks up to the female zora, shark, and asks her: “Excuse me miss? Can you get that Seal over there?” Shark looks at the stranger and says: “Ok. Can I ask who’s asking?” The man smiles and chuckles a little. “Tell her that a man named Squall Leonhart is asking for her.” “Ok.” Shark swims over to Seal and points at “Squall.” They both swim over and Seal asks: “Yes Squall Leonhart..
” “Hello Seal. Can you tell me where I can find a mod?” “Yeah um….one should be in the bored board messing up the count for the one game.” “Thanks seal.”
“Squall” walks out of the beach area and walks into the main lobby. He notices several doors along the hall and one with a big sign that says: POSTS ON THE BORED BOARD DON’T COUNT FOR YOUR POST COUNT.
“Squall” looks at the sign and enters to see a massive amount of activity from several rafians including Genies9, shorty/meta knight, aluminator and several others. He looks over at the mod/counting thread and sees Esplin Elsen aka Russell and walks over to him. “Excuse me. Are you a mod?” Squall is meet with a very dirty look. “Your interrupting my fun. This better be important.” “It is. I have a letter from Gaz and Blue. They’re trapped inside a game of some sort. Please this letter should answer some questions about their disappearance. Russell opens the letter and reads it. He looks at “Squall” and asks: “What is this? I don’t believe it. I need to get the other mods.”
