GMod

[overwatch]

GMod has been updated. can be seen on your screen after you click on the Icon for GMod. Soon afterwards, the appplication boots up, and you may begin using GMod.

When you check your workshop area, all your third party content, and content in general is gone. Checking the recycling bin for the files is fruitless, the files weren't deleted. Maybe something's up with the computer itself? You look down at your tower, and something inside is glowing red. An led?

[Raddum]

The small apartment of Derek Matthews wasn't the prettiest, once you walked inside you would smell burnt pizza, and probably step in something you'd rather not of, and you would hear the barking of his dog, Otis.

"I don't remember installing anything that would glow into this thing." He mumbled to himself, starring at the tower for a good twenty seconds before deciding on what to do. He pulled open one of his desk drawers, and took out a screwdriver in hopes of figuring out what the glowing was. He was about to start messing with the tower's casing until he heard Otis barking at him. "Now now, Otis!" He yelled, as the dog scratched his leg, causing him to drop his screwdriver. "Damn it, Otis." He groaned, looking down at the innocent pug, who was wagging his tail happily. Derek picked up his screwdriver and went to work on the casing, able to pull open the top-half enough to peak inside and notice the innards were glowing. "What the hell..." He said, reaching inside. He was curious, were the wires hot? Melting? He didn't smell anything, so he decided to touch the wires...

Bbbzzzzap!

In an instant, Derek slumped over onto his desk, the apartment falling into silence... Aside from the confused pug, known as Otis. Who whimpered.

Entering the void...

Derek was flailing around, falling through what seemed like nothingness while yelling profanity louder than a sailor. "Jesus Christ! When does this end-" He was cut off by slamming his face into the ground, in a more than less cartoon-ish manor. "Mpfff! Mpff!" He mumbled, until he managed to pull his head out of the ground, blinking a couple of times. The sight he saw was... Actually quite boring. It was pretty blank, and there were these weird pixels floating through the air. He was surprised this actually distracted him from the pain he should be feeling, he looked down at himself... Only to see the ground. He was like a ghost. "What the hell?" He said to himself, floating slightly off the ground. It was very awkward, and he had a million questions, but decided to keep focused on one.

"Where the fuck am i?"

[DarkGrey]

"Shitshitshit!" Jack Stern cried out as he checked all the folders for his nephew's missing data to no avail. "Crap, Tom's gonna friggin' kill me for screwing up his kid's game!" he muttered in a frustrated tone as he kept checking and checking for the data, "I knew I shouldn't have modded that kid's game!" He chanced a glance at the door to see if the little nephew in question was returning from his snack-and-bathroom break.

"Maybe the computer's fucked up..." he muttered hopefully before checking out the tower, "and if it is, I can blame it on the porn sites that he may or may not have watched!" There was an odd red glow from it, "yessssssss," Jack hissed in glee, having found the 'source'. He left the room.

A moment later, he returned with a screwdriver to check it out. The insides were glowing, just as Jack inferred. Now, as a smart person, he knew not to touch suspicious looking wires. He went to pull his hand out of the mess and set the screwdriver down. He went to go back into the chair...

Before slipping on his screwdriver and getting a face full of wires.

*cue transition sequence*

It was really fucking boring falling down a void. Jack sighed, "so this is what being dead is like? Really, I would've preferred Hell - at least they had something to do there." He looked around, "this place could use less black." He went to check his watch. "WHAT THE FUCK!?" he exclaimed. He looked a lot like a ghost, only confirming his suspicions. "Oh God! I really am de-" he was cut off by the ground suddenly getting a magnetic attraction to his front side.

"Owwwww...." he groaned from habit, even though he felt no pain. He looked around. There was a field, a weird pixel effect, some Minecraft pigs, and some nerd. "...Really, this afterlife sucks," he muttered.

[overwatch]

SHIIIIT!!! He yelled. Ok, now this was getting boring. Was he getting killed or something? Jeez. He didn't know why it was taking so long to fall. He knew he was falling, but, he felt no wind or anything to tell him if he was. Finally, he saw some green through the void, and prepared to land. He hit, hands first, and curled up, rolling to a stop with his arms out. He knew the fall wouldn't kill him. All of it just seemed too ridiculous, so why not actually land with some style? He stood up, and looked over. A man, and... another one. They were see through, like him, and both looked much dorkier. He looked like he fell out of a James bond movie, exept with a red tux and bowtie, and black sunglasses. He had to admit, he looked damn good cosplaying as Dave.

"Hello, my name is Nick." He said, and held out his ghostly hand, then shook some of the blond hair away from his eyes.

[FinderOfPaths]

Latency: <250, Location: Western United States, Anti-Cheat Protection?: Secure

Xavier had looked at the empty content bar with a measure of annoyance. He knew the files weren't gone, they'd have no reason to be unless they were completely incompatible with thee updated Gmod 13, an assumption Xavier knew to be false. It wasn't the first nor most troublesome of issues with his Windows Vista desktop running Steam, and might take a day or two to figure out. Temporarily living alone over the summer ensured plenty of time for that, a privilege granted by his above-average mentality and figure for his age.

Error: Cannot connect to server. Reason: ...

...Six different failed server connection attempts later, Xavier began to get impatient. With a half-exasperated sigh, he quickly slapped Alt-Tab to check the internet connection on the taskbar. No, it was running Q5583 perfectly fine with excellent connection. He closed the game and reopened it, and nothing changed within its contents. Leaning his chin on his elbow on his desk, Xavier considered de-fragmenting the game's cache when something caught the corner of his eye: a blinking red light. The source appeared to be the Internet router he was using, which normally ran at normal without any sort of red lights. Xaiver ran a hand over the router; it didn't feel any different...

Absently, one of his fingernails poked through the vent and just barely managed to scrape against on of the wires. The young adult instantly lost all feeling, his mink went blank, and he fell into what could've been considered comatose.

Connecting to server...
Downloading materials...
Sending client details...

The next thing he knew, Xavier was falling through nothing. There was nothing but darkness all around, and no indication of an end to it. There was barely even a feeling of gravity, but somehow, Xavier knew he was falling; and that if he hit any sort of bottom, he'd end a huge, red smear on the-

*CRUNCH-OOF*

Well, screw all of that. Bottom floor: spread-eagled pain, darkness skydiving, vision without light and WHERE THE HELL IS THIS PLACE. It was after he picked himself up that Xavier assessed the situation, which was unbelievably strange at this point. A look at his own body showed no visible damage, and for that matter, no solid surface on him, either. Any degree of pain that had just gone through him was fading as if it wasn't actually there at all. And moreover, the dark, ominous pixels rising off the blank floor gave reminded him of the End from Minecraft, but with a whole lot more of absolutely nothing. There was actually some unusual splotches on the edges of his vision, but he ignored that for now, for he needed to start moving find a way out. This was weird, obviously, but there was no real time to dwell on that; for all Xavier knew, this was just one of his strange dreams again, and with all of his dreams, he just had to find the breaking point before he would actually-

Oh hey, there's someone else. Three someone elses, in fact. One's flipping out, another thinks this 'afterlife' totally sucks, and the last one must've been in the middle of playing Goldeneye. Great. Xavier considered an introduction for a moment, but his rather awkward social habits decided for him:

"Good to know it's not just me in the middle of nowhere, I suppose."

[eemmtt]

Ethan Redman was looking through the program files trying to find what happen to his files, "dammit Garry what did you do to my stuff," Ethan said to him self. He eventual gave up on finding it, he stretch out as recline back where he notice a red light in his gaming rig. He looked at the light 'I though I instaled blue LED's?' he thought before getting up to get a screwdriver. Returning back he opened up his computer, removing the side panel he reach in to grab the light.

As soon as his finger touch it he felt his arm go numb then darkness. Ethan woke up falling in pitch blackness "am i dead" he asked out-loud. He then impacted the ground, he got up "that answer my question" he got up and looked around wondering were he was.

[Raddum]

Derek blinked, watching multiple people fall from the sky. "What the actual fuck? Is it just raining men today?" He asked, looking around at the people who started falling from the sky. One of them seemed to think they were all dead, which was a fair enough thought at this point. Another was introducing himself, as if this was normal.
"Your acting pretty damn casual giving we fell out of the sky and shit." He said, starring at the blonde man and his suit. He never liked fancy people all that much, maybe he was jealous. Nobody was going to figure that one out. "Shit, i don't have time to be stuck here with a bunch of random-ass people. Who's going to feed Otis?" He questioned, acting as if anyone would know what he was talking about. He sighed, crossing his arms. This was certainly not what he was expecting from a Tuesday night.

He blinked again, hearing the pigs and he looked down at one, which was standing near him. "Get the fuck out of here!" He yelled, causing the pig to flee in terror.

[eemmtt]

"Just because we are trapped in some sort of god forsaken place don't mean you get to yell at pigs" Ethan say walking up, he looked around at all the people who were there "well lets introductions out of the way I'm Ethan last thing i remember doing is touching a red light" he said. He looked around at the other people noting there reaction he hope that someone would tell him whats going on.

[overwatch]

Nick pos his his ghostly neck. "I was actually cosplaying, not dressing up, and, dude, untill we get outta here, or find out what's goin' on, you can't feed your pet." He turns, and walks away from the group for a moment, and looks around. "Hyrule feild style floor pattern, and minecraft pigs. I guarantee you that this won't last for long. I can't see a sun, but I know it'll take us less than five minutes to cross the feild. Based on that brown rock pattern over there, I'd say we are in ocarina of time's hyrule feild. The gash is next to Lon Lon ranch. The building isn't there, but if we head over this hill, twords where the castle would be, I'll guarantee you we could see something diffrent. Come on." He runs up the hill, and a weird sword can be seen on his back. Probably part of the cosplay. He reaches the top of the hill, and looks back. "Guys, there's a Whiterun over there."

[DarkGrey]

"Oh great, nerd Hell," Jack muttered after finally having (somewhat) figured out what kinds of people were gathered. He scanned the area - crazy pig guy, someone called Ethan, some other guy, and... Wait... Red, using the name 'Nick', fancily-clad, and blonde hair. Hell, maybe he had blue eyes too! But that didn't matter, this guy was obviously SATAN! ...or a young Santa, it didn't quite matter at the moment.

Despite obviously being the Devil, Jack decided to follow the fancily-clad man since he seemed like he knew exactly what he was doing. He chanced a glance at the pig. Maybe if things didn't work out he could go all Lord of the Flies on that motherfucker. Then maybe he'd use the bones to make weapons and recreate civilization via the indiscriminate slaughter of pigs everywhere!

Or he could follow the 'Devil' and go adventure around Ocarina of Time-era Hyrule that somehow had Whiterun. He opted for the latter.

"Good to know," he said.