PewDie...
I opened my eyes widely, squinting automatically at the bright aqua sky that hung above me. I slowly sat up, feeling my muscles protest. I looked around the large meadow I was sitting in, a large hill to my left and what looked like the ocean shore. It's rough, sharp sea shells beamed the sun's light into my direction, making me turn away. I stood slowly, my legs wobbling underneath me as if it couldn't bear my weight, yet I still stood tall. I looked around slowly as I spun, "I know this place." I muttered quietly to myself. The realization hit me just as I turned to a building off into the far distance. I froze in my spot, "Day Z-ed!" I shouted. I shook my head at the nickname I had given the stupid game, knowing that the actual name sounded like daisies. I started to wonder off towards the small moss covered house in the distance. It had no windows, if it did then they were broken. They were just useless holes in the wall to me at the moment. What the hell am I doing here? I wondered for a while. I walked into the miniature house and saw a pipe, instantly hurrying over to it and picking it up. I grinned as I examined it, "Pipete! What're you doing here!" I was about to answer for the inanimate object when a French voice behind me suddenly caught my attention, "Allos PewDie... I was just starting to wonder the same thing." There he stood, standing over me by only a few inches. He wore glittering golden clothing and his skin was a tan close to matching his clothes. His hand rested gently on the golden sword that rested on his hip. Before I had time to even react to Stephano standing a few feet away from me, he bolted out the door. I chased after him, but when I reached outside, there was nobody there...

Cry...
I looked at the muddy brown animal as I sat on a rock cross-legged. It looked oddly familiar as I started at it intently, "Why the hell am I staring at a cow?" I asked to myself out loud. I got up and grabbed the crowbar I found when I woke up. I was in Day-Z, no arguing about that. I sighed in annoyance as I shook the stray brown strands of hair away from my face and mask, "Fucking Day-Z..." I looked up at the sky and yelled at the top of my lungs, "I FUCKING HATE YOU, STUPID ASS GAME!" I sighed in annoyance as I realized nothing happened and headed over to the large building that stood about a half of a mile away. I started down the hill, keeping a light jog as I made my way down. Who else was in here? I wondered to myself.

Toby...
I sprinted as fast as my legs would carry me, jumping over stray pieces of crippled buildings and fences. I shook my head as I forced myself to run faster, "Fucking zombies." I muttered under my breath and took a sharp turn behind a small house. I watched as the disfigured bodies dragged themselves away to where I hid behind a wall. I let out a sigh of relief as they trotted off elsewhere. I looked around the area for a moment, "Where in all hell am I?" I said to myself before venturing into the crippled building, hoping to find something useful. After about twenty minutes or so, I found a flashlight, an empty box of matches, a health pack, a few stray sticks laying around, and a stray condom. I picked it up for a second then slowly slid it into my pocket. Just for safe keeping, I thought to myself. I turned to leave when I saw a familiar rock by the exit and smiled, "Boone!" I said with excitement. I picked up the small rock and held him closely, "You're staying with me buddy." I said quietly as I slowly walked back outside. I hadn't made it two feet before I was running away again.

Nova...
I stabbed deep into the chest of the last zombie before letting it fall weakly to my right. I wiped the sweat off my forehead as I panted, gasping for air. The moment I woke up here I was already attacked by the dead people. I shook my head tiredly as I began searching for more useful things other than a knife. Yeah, I was grateful for it I suppose, but I would really love something a bit better like a firearm. When I regained my breath I headed over to this small house, it seemed to be trapped under a mass of moss.The front door was already opened and I stepped inside quietly, slipping in slowly. My eyes instantly found a wooden baseball bat on the shelf to the left of me and reached out to grab it, only to find another force pulling it in the opposite direction. I panicked and swiped the bat and swung, barely missing the head of a blonde man with black headsets on his head. His bright blue eyes showed panic and alarm as he held his headsets on his head, as if he was protecting himself. He looked strangely familiar to me, "Who are you?" I asked curiously. The second he spoke is when I remembered who he was, "I'm F-Felix. Just call me PewDie though... Is that you Nova?" I lowered the bat to my side and looked at him, "Yes PewDie, it's Nova. What the hell are you doing here?" PewDie seemed to shrug as he walked outside, "I don't know. I woke up and I was here. Then I saw Stephano and he ran off. After that I was looking for resources and you tried to take my head off with that bat of yours." I stood in silence, not sure what to say. He seemed to sense the tense awkwardness of our situation as well, so I tried to lighten up the conversation as we walked outside. "Who is Stephano?" I asked curiously.

Cry...
I had been jogging around the area for about an hour, finding nothing useful. I was growing tired as the sun began to set and realized I would need to take the night in one of the secure looking buildings. The sun was already lining the horizon and I climbed up onto the rooftops of one of the houses and watched. It was the only beauty I could hold onto from the real world and will probably be my last. If I die, I might not respawn as I am able to. I need to stay alive, keep fighting until I get back home. When the sky had turned to a bright Twilight is when I jumped down from the rooftop and looked around the area for a place to stay. My eyes focused on the shadows coming towards me in the distance and my blood ran cold. A man was being chased by what looked like a dozen zambies. Of course, zambies. Fuck calling them zombies, I say zambies. They were headed right for my direction, but I wasn't able to run. My body didn't function the way I wanted it to and right when they were only a few feet away from me did I turn and started running screaming at the top of my lungs, "Fucking zambies!"