Jame stared quite intently at the dice, which had come to a stop on a 3 across the desk. Then it flashed, and changed from its nice blue colouring to a bright red that stood out against the lighter wood desk. The music playing from the phone began crackling, and immediately cut off as the dice began disappearing. It looked as if it had just phased clean out of existence, like someone messed up a time stream and he had never met the guy who gave it to him. But then again, how could he remember it if that was the case?

[b]"What, the actual..."[/b] he muttered, still staring straight at the space the dice once occupied. And then the phone buzzed, shaking his thoughts and snapping him back to reality.

[i]Hello! Thanks for rolling the die! I've gone ahead and installed the application on your phone, take a look! We'll be in contact a lot in the future!

-X[/i]

What the hell was going on?!

Tapping off of the messaging app, he scrolled across the phones numerous pages until he saw it - [i]Dice[/i]. A nondescript looking app, simply named dice, with a simple picture of a blue dice on the front. Anybody looking would assume it was just a dice rolling app and ignore it, hiding in plain site. So he tapped it, the app immediately opening without a splash screen or anything of the sort. And what he was presented with was a menu, with several options and a little tag that read:

[i]3 Dice points undistributed[/i]

Most of the menus were greyed out, to James's dismay, but there were two that at least looked usable; Quests, and Stats. He was hesitant at first, but eventually he pressed it, the stats option. What he was presented with did something that hadn't happened for years, and that he hoped would never happen again in his life; a cold shiver down his spine, reaction in the face of the unknown and dangerous... Well, maybe dangerous.

[i]Creativity: 30 
Willpower: 25 
Fearmongering: 22 
Strength: 18 
Motivation: 15 
Sociability: 10[/i]

and with hundreds... No, thousands of other options ranging from Lethality, Chemistry, Intelligence, Endurance, Appearance, every damn language under the sun. And almost all were at a 20, likely the average for most people. How could something like that even translate into anything other than insanity, James was unsure, but he felt compelled to press one of the options. However, it was as if he were sat on a stat selection screen in an MMO, he had absolutely no idea which to choose. So he didn't, and instead he headed to the quest tab, though what he saw was something he didn't expect.

[i]Make a new friend, get a girlfriend, get revenge on the bullies.[/i]

And all had dice values, some saying 2, another saying 1. Would that mean, that, if he were to complete different quests, he would get more dice? And the more dice he collected the more points he could get... and then that meant-

He quickly tapped away, staring down at the stat selection screen once more. In the instant he selected to screen, his hand fell on "Mastermind Planning". He wasn't sure why he did, as he dumped his 3 points into the stat, but then he remembered - one of the quests he had, get revenge on the bullies, had an undetermined amount of dice he could get. And then it dawned on him that, the game he was playing wasn't just a game of self improvement through magic numbers, but instead a game of life itself. A game that he was determined to win.