Go to Lego Universe, they said... It'll be fun, they said...
Aqua817 awoke on Portabello, of all places. He hated the place, it was too cheery for him. He was on the edge of a large cliff, with a stiff breeze irradiating from it. Flying pigs lay inanimately on the ground, along with the other NPC's that had been designed for the world. Aqua817 stumbled around drunkenly, trying to stabilize himself. He nearly fell, but was eventually able to comprehend the world around fair enough.
There was something not right about this place, though. The ground looked almost singed, with purple fissures all around the ground. Another minifig woke up soon after. And another.
--TO BE CONTINUED
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