Samuel sat cross-legged on his bed, laptop situated on (where else) his lap, fingers tapping quickly at the keyboard with practiced ease as he filled out his character sheet for- here he checked the title again, with a small chuckle- “THE AWESOMEST CROSSOVER IN THE WORLD!” Sam smirked at what he hoped was tongue in cheek humor. And if they were being serious about their pretentious title? Well, he'd be amused to watch it crash and burn, then. It was a win-win, really. He glanced down at the clock in the lower right hand corner of the laptop's screen. Aden would be home from work in a couple of hours- he should start dinner. He glanced back at his character sheet.

[color=crimson][i]I have time to finish this at least. Just a couple more sentences.[/i][/color] The keyboard clacked as he typed faster, hurrying to finish his character sheet so he could get to the things that needed doing. He finished the sheet, clicked on the "Post Reply" button, and...

[color=crimson]"Aw, come on!"[/color] he shouted as his computer's screen went black. [color=crimson]"Piece of shit, laptop... I better not have to write that character sheet again!"[/color] 

The computer screen began flashing, strange images appearing on the screen for the blink of an eye, before returning to black. Samuel tilted his head. [color=crimson][i]Uhh... this is new.[/i][/color] He was about to reach for the power button, when suddenly, the screen flashed blinding white- emphasis on blinding. Samuel raised an arm to shield his eyes, wondering what had possessed his laptop. And then he started to feel the pull. Slight at first, but getting stronger with each passing second. Samuel's brain bypassed curiosity and went right to panic.

[color=crimson]"What... the..."[/color]

And then, very suddenly, he was wrenched bodily toward- and into- the computer screen, screaming all the while.

[color=crimson]"FuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU--"[/color]

==~==

In the village square where everyone was gathered, the peaceful air was suddenly pierced by the sound of someone- quietly at first, but growing louder- screaming as they, presumably, plummeted through the air.

[color=crimson]"...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-- oof!"[/color] 

The sound was cut off suddenly as Samuel plummeted toward the ground, and hit with sufficient force to crater it slightly, raising up a large cloud of dust. He coughed as he writhed on the ground, his body wracked with pain from his landing. Though, not as much as he might think, initially, having plummeted into the ground at what felt like terminal velocity. He'd certainly been falling for long enough for that to be the case. His right arm moved somewhat stiffly. He glanced down and realized it was clad in armor plating.

[color=crimson][i]Um. Weird.[/i][/color] He reached up to cradle his head with his left hand, but instead of feeling the texture of his curly brown hair, the hair he ended up touching was of a finer texture, straighter, longer.

[color=crimson][i]The hell?[/i][/color] He looked at his left hand, and the skin was noticeably darker than his paler complexion. Then he noticed the yellow sleeve on his arm and [color=crimson][i]WAIT JUST A GODDAMN SECOND.[/i][/color] He didn't have the weird mitten gauntlet on, but everything else... He looked down at his chest, seeing the weird half shirt on his torso, and then down to the armor on his legs, which must mean the arm under this armor was...

[color=crimson][i]Aw, fuck. I'm a video game character.[/i][/color] He supposed it could be worse- someone might have turned him into Princess Peach. He pondered for another few seconds, and remembered his character sheet. 

The one where he'd signed up for a multiversal RP as the Fafnir Knight. Which would make this...

He started to panic again, looking around for anyone who might be able to explain what was going on. He saw a few people gathered around a rather tall, golden fellow, and decided they'd do. He walked right up to the golden man, still seeming rather shaken.

[color=crimson]"Excuse me, golden individual. I have a few questions you might be able to answer, of the 'who are you, where am I, why am I here, and why am I a video game character' variety. You look like you might be able to help."[/color]