《Gaming Ability System》 Chapter 1: Working ''Stocking shelves again is a boring job. But at least I''m not doing backshop. That shit sucks ass.'' Malorn thought to himself as he continued what he was doing. It''s at least not spending an entire night walking around the store with an item finder device trying to find the most random of items. Some of which may already be expired due to the fact that other people on duty just never got to it fast enough. Taking a moment, Malorn pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at the time. 5:39 ''Only 20 minutes to go then I''m out of here and then I can go home make something to eat and go to sleep.'' Suddenly over the speakers, "Malorn to the back, Malorn to the backroom please." "Fuck me, what do they want now. They do realize I only have less than 20 minutes till I''m supposed to punch out, right? Whatever they want I hope it doesn''t take that long." Malorn mumbled to himself as he slowly started walking to the back room which also doubles as the receiving bay. *BOOM* ''Damn that thunder is loud, can a lightning bolt please fall on the boss?'' Malorn hoped while walking so that he could skip this whole affair. Stolen novel; please report. Walking into the back room he walked all the way to the back of it where the office was. In front of him was a door with the name of Amy on it. *Inhale* *Exhale* "GET IN HERE RETARDED IDIOT." Screamed his boss Amy. ''Lets get this over with.'' Pushing the door open and walking in he was met with a brightly lit office with white walls with nothing on them. All that was in the room was a chair in front of a desk that had his team lead Amy sitting behind. Amy was a Caucasian brunette older lady whom was kind of a bitch to many people especially those who had mental issues. That or she had found out you were going through a difficult time. "I need you to go to the electronic department and make sure everything is connected to a surge protector. Now can you get that done by yourself or am I going to have to hold your hand?" "Yes ma''am I can get that done," replied Malorn. "No, now you can, you will! Now get your ass out of here and get that done before you leave." Amy pretty much screamed at him. While walking out of the office and towards the doors to go back out towards the floor Malorn mumbles, "I fucking hate that bitch couldn''t she just be eaten alive by some hyenas or something or better yet struck by lightning?" Fortunately or unfortunately he will become very familiar with his wishes. 5 minutes later¡­ After Malorn walked all the way to the electronics department he just stood there for a moment. Random tvs were showing movie trailers and adverts and as soon as he arrived a trailert for a movie he wanted to watch popped up. The trailer was for a movie called Dragon¡¯s Dungeons and he had never seen this trailer before. ¡°Damn, I know plenty of games that deserve a movie of their own, still this looks interesting.¡± Just as Malorn was telling himself that, over the loudspeakers came, ¡°MALORN GET TO WORK OR YOU¡¯RE NOT LEAVING!¡± Unable to hold himself back Malorn shouted back, ¡°FUCK YOU, YOU DAMN CUNT GO FUCK YOURSELF!!!¡± *hah* *hah* *hah* ¡°Shiiittt. It was at that moment that Malorn knew he screwed himself. Holding his hands together as if in prayer he hoped, ¡®please let me leave this building in one piece.¡¯ *RUMBLE* *CRASH* As if to answer his prayer there was a huge rumble, a crash followed by a white blinding light he lost all sensation and consciousness. Acquiring abilities Zzzz zzzz zzzz¡­click On a bedside table an alarm clock was going off until I hand hit the button on top of it. A week has passed by since the incident at the store and unfortunately Malorn found himself jobless. Groaning he pulls himself out of bed into a sitting position before with another groan getting up out of bed. Yawn "Fuck me, did I really have to say that out loud why couldn''t I just keep it inside like every other damn time." Malorn still cringing from the fact that he managed to get himself fired by speaking his mind to his bitch of a boss. On top of that he was struck by lightning. *Ringing* *Ringing* Hearing the phone ring he quickly picks it up and it answers, "Hello, this is Malorn speaking." From the other side of the phone comes a sad message, "Hello this is a complimentary message to tell you that your job application to Flomart has been rejected please try again in 3 months." *Click* Look at the phone in his hand, Malorn is slightly depressed. *Inhale* *Exhale* After a deep breath he walked over to the chair he usually uses to sit in to watch TV or play games and sat down. Picking up the remote he tried turning on the TV only for things to not work. The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. *Click* *click click click* "Fuck me ever since that stupid lightning strike technology just has not worked for me I mean I''m now forced to using a freaking old corded phone." Now slightly even more depressed he looks at the side table to see a couple single dollar paper bills. But upon picking one of them up intending to put them in his wallet suddenly something happens. A small glowing blue screen with white writing pops up in front of him. [Would you like to exchange $1 for 1 AP(Ability Point)] Pausing, Malorn moved his head from side to side and the screen followed. Turning in the direction of the TV he looked at the reflection using just his eyes and saw a floating blue screen in front of him. "Oh hell no, I am not about to be some stupid protagonist that some random dipshit is writing about." But unfortunately for him the screen stayed. ''Please don''t let me be going crazy,'' Malorn hoped to himself. And then he said, "yes." As soon as he said yes, the dollar he was holding disappeared. And in its place an entire bigger screen opened up showing that he was lucky beyond any nerd''s dreams. ¡ª------¡ª¡ª------------------------------------------ <[ Name: Malorn]> <[AP: 1]> <[Skills:]> <[Spin the wheel for one AP for different abilities]> ¡ª---------------------------------------------------------- "Let''s spin this damn wheel then." [Spinning¡­Congratulations! You have obtained skill: adamantium bones from the game NukeOut 4] Immediately there was an itching deep inside all over his body. As if being bitten by a million mosquitoes. After about a period of around 30 minutes the itching feeling finally stopped. [Adamantium bones: your bones are nearly unbreakable] "Well that''s cool and all but how exactly is this going to help me gain more money?" Turning to look beside him, he found that there was still $2 in single bills left. Quickly he reached out to them and converted them into points. [Ap: 2] [Spin?] "Spin once" [Spinning¡­Congratulations! Obtained Fire Weakness! Gained from an elder books game] [Fire Weakness: you take 50% more damage from burns and fire] Staring at the screen in front of him he looked at it dumbfounded has his skin slightly chilled and felt in innate fear of fire that he never felt before. "What in the literal hell did I just obtain? Why!? Why this of all things!? Was I not punished enough!" [One spin remaining] "Fine spin the damn thing already." [Spinning¡­Congratulations! Obtained: bounty hunter''s collection from Talisman] [Bounty collection ability rewards one gold if you win a fight¡­adapting to real world¡­rewards $1 if you win in a fight] Malorn sat there for a moment in shock as he realized what he got himself was a free money making ability. That was until he realized something. "If I win in a fight? I''m not a fighter so how the hell am I going to put this to any good use? If I fight anybody I sure as hell I''m going to want more than a dollar." Suddenly Knock knock knock Open the fuck up your rent is due! Acquiring Money I KNOW YOU"RE IN THERE! I CAN HEAR YOU BREATHING! ''Damn how thin are these walls,'' wondered Malorn as he held his breath and waited for the issue to go away. The issue in question was a 6 foot 11 inches tall mountain of fat and muscle behemoth. The very same one that is slowly losing more of his temper. Unfortunately he was also the son of the complex owner. His name was Brock Kilwealth, known as the housing complex bully. With a loud Huff, Brock slipped a piece of paper under the door and then stomped off. Creeping closer Malorn saw that the piece of paper had three words on it written in red permanent marker. PAY OR DIE "Ha, what does that shit stain think he''s going to do? He may have Daddy to back him up here but the government would never allow him to do anything." Out of the corner of his eye he suddenly saw another piece of paper slip under the door. And it too had writing on it. Also in red permanent marker. You thought I was gone didn''t you? Take a step out and you will die. Nobody insults me and gets away with it. ''Why does life seem to desire to bend me over and have me run through like a track meet? Now I have to deal with this big giant jackass. The only thing is I''m not sure if he''s joking or not. Can he kill me in this apartment complex and get away with it? I wouldn''t think so but then again who knows.'' Stepping away from the door Malorn returns to his chair. Although this time he had a different visitor. A visitor that he both didn''t want nor like. A visitor that had too many legs and scared him shitless as a child, a spider. The damn thing was crawling around on the floor in front of his chair. ''Another one!? Where''s my goddamn shoe!'' Quickly Malorn grabbed a shoe from beside the front door and quickly aimed at the thing. BAM! With a quick swing he nailed the spider precisely. And obtained a rather odd reward. For when he picked up the shoe off the supposed corpse of the spider, the squished body was nowhere to be found. Instead there was a single $1 bill on the floor. Getting down onto his hands and knees, he first picked up the shoe and looked on the other side to see if the corpse of the spider was there. Unauthorized content usage: if you discover this narrative on Amazon, report the violation. Nothing. Nothing at all "The heck?" Then he studied the top of the dollar bill to see if the corpse of spider was there only for there to be nothing there either. Carefully picking the dollar bill up by an edge. He tried looking under it and on the back side of the bill as well. Still no corpse of the eight legged horror. For all intents and purposes the corpse of the spider disappeared and in his place a dollar bill has spawned. Suddenly an odd thought passed through his mind. ''Wait! Did the spider become the dollar bill?'' Is it possible? Then quickly he thought back to one of his newest abilities. How if he wins against something he will gain a dollar. Does killing a spider with a shoe count as fighting and winning? ''So if I kill more of those lil demons I can make more cash?'' ?? Malorn''s face turned into the most wicked of smiles as he suddenly had that idea. Along with it came some creepy laughter. Laughter creepy and loud enough that enough that those that could hear them through walls and ceiling and floor grew slightly anxious. Kekekeke Hahakekeke "Come out come out wherever you are little beasties. Daddy here won''t hurt you, but he will KILL you!" And for the rest of the day and into the night that was what he did. He checked every single crevice he could find. He picked up and rearranged all of whatever furniture he had and move stuff around while looking with a keen eye if he can find any insect or arachnid. Occasionally he would have people come to the door complaining about the noise he was making. But they would always get it with a retort that wasn''t the nicest. Random neighbors, "Will you please keep it down!" Malorn, "How about I break my foot off in your ass?" By the time of 3 a.m. the next morning he had killed a grand total of 5 creatures giving him a total of 5 bucks. *Inhale* *exhale* *Inhale* *exhale* Tired Malorn laid down on his bed. In his right hand was a total of 5 single dollar bills. "System, convert these bills please." [Converting¡­¡­. Done!] [Congratulations you have finished the tutorial period of the system and you will be reborn as something else!] [In order to not leave an abnormal death, a deadly event will be generated.] ¡­.Malorn stared at the words that popped up in front of him. A feeling of dread and anxiousness rose quite quickly in his heart. ''I''m done with a tutorial? And for that I''m going to be killed and turned into¡­something else?'' *THUD* *THUD* *THUD* Suddenly he hears what sounds like thuds coming from outside his apartment in the hallway. As if something or someone big and heavy is climbing the stairs. <[ Name: Malorn]> <[Race: Car(1967 Chevy Impala) <[AP: 5(0)]> <[Skills:Adamantium bones Fire Weakness Bounty collection]> *THUD* *THUD* "Why the fuck am I becoming a car? I don''t even like cars or even have one. What the fuck would I even do?" Suddenly, Malorn had a weird thought. "Don''t tell me I''m going to become a car like some crappy haunted car movie. I mean I''m flattered and all but can I please become something better like a cat or something?" [Selection based at random, probability of car was 1% due to having a movie of such a thing in close proximity] "What! That''s actually a shitty reason. And what do you mean in close proximity I don''t even own the damn movie or want to watch it!" It was at that moment that from beneath his feet came a muffled scream like that of a movie going on. ''No, don''t tell me¡­. Please for a love of everything dear in my life am I becoming a car due to some random neighbor watching a random dumbass movie!'' [Probability was only 1%] [Chance of becoming a flea was 5%] [Chance of becoming a pair of underwear that had the words brock on it was 87%] Hearing that last bit of information there was an involuntary shudder. "Never mind thank you for turning me into a car although I do wonder what will happen to my skills that I just earned." [They will be repurposed for your new form as well any other new ones you may acquire] "Will I ever regain a new form after this?" [No] "Please?" [NO] "Fuck"