In which Lerris finds himself very lost...
Scene 1, Week 3: Prelude
<Hunter Lerris> Something is very wrong here. *gestures around him to show nothing but empty space*
<Hunter Lerris> Something is VERY wrong. Where'd everybody go? Was there a massive Data Node raid while I was asleep? I know I slept late and hard, but they've got to be here somewhere. *looks depressed* Even my normal formats are gone and changing. What's going on here???
A small message appears in a transparent electric window.
<Message box> You have: 3 messages.
<Hunter Lerris> I see. Either I'm getting entries, so heck has frozen over and the universe is ending, Shade has sent a gloating message to me, or I pulled a Rip Van Winkle and 40 years in the future I get 3 entries. *looks thoughtful* Well, as promised, here's your reward for reading this strange twist of reality: the ahem "weekly" NM lottery drawing. (I'm working on it guys. One of these days it'll be weekly!). Oh, come on. Don't give me that look. *looks exasperated* And yes, I do have my NM Lottery equipment on me. Never sure when I'll need it. *pauses for a sarcastic comment by one of his Net Monsters* ....... No sarcasm? This could take some getting use to........
Element: Earth
Mech-Rockman-Dragon
Level:63
<Hunter Lerris> No winners. I guess the infernal regions are still nice and toasty. Curious...
Where have all the NM's gone?
What will Lerris eat while trapped in a void of nothingness?
Can anybody actually win?
The answer to these exciting and intriguing questions next edition of NML !!!