Portion of Play the Game

by CarmentheWitch Thu Apr 24, 2014 7:54 am

(You can find more of the story on witchatbearville.blogspot.com)

The Selectings are series of tests that the Bearville mascots perform on you to see which section you belong.

One priority of the Selectings is to see which job you fit in. Ask yourself, do you work better in nature, or do you work better in a kitchen aroused with vast aromas of baked goods? The Selectings determine that.
It's an asset the Cyber Queen wants; to raise her economy. If the results don't satisfy her and you aren't worthy enough to industrialize in your section, you could be BANNED.

To be BANNED is a terrible thing; in short terms it means you do not exist, and in the "non technical" human world, it means your character can no longer be played on. Good bye, make a new character and continue playing Bearville.
Which is what the Queen likes. More characters are coming to her site. More characters will work for her. The human beings don't see what's going on in the actual game; they are blind to.

I didn't know what it meant to be BANNED until my Selecting day came about, when I was five Bearville years old.
"You're ready?" my furry friend Fluffy whispered to me.
"Not at all," I whispered back. "Not at all.

We entered the BNN building, surrounded by Cyber guards everywhere, in their yellow and black uniforms. Each carried a stop sign in their hands. Each looked at me as I entered.
"Subject 010001, from Recreation?" one of them asked.
"Yes," I said.
The guard looked at me, and he frowned.
"Your furry friend can't come."

Something worried me about this.
"What? Why, she's a little bunny, I don't-"
"Animals are a distraction to the economy of Bearville!" he snapped, grabbing Fluffy out of my backpack. "They whine a lot, beg you to make them sleep, play, feed them-agh! It's a nuisance. Take her away."
"What are you going to do to her?" I cried.
"She's going to the Build-A-Bear Workshop. Perhaps a little child would be interested with her."

I doubted what he said, but I nodded.

"Subject 010001, your test is ready," a pop out said, flashing in front of me. I pressed "ok" and headed on towards the door.

I heard there used to be a show called the Chloe Show that used to play in Bearville. It was a popular show for citizens, but the host, ChloeRocks, soon disappeared. Rumors said she was banned.
Now the room is replaced with glass capsules surrounding the room.
"Just go into one of them," the lady says. "We'll begin shortly."
My eyes glanced to notice another girl with her test inside the capsule. She had gone out, and was breathing heavily.
A pop up appeared in front of me:

Whisper from CarlaFlute3: It's terrible! You might die-you might die....

The lady who was testing her gave her a look, and a pop out appeared in front of her for everyone to view.
"This user has been banned."

-How do you guys think?