A Day in the Life of a Crossy Road Chicken

Hello, i am...well...a chicken. I don't have a proper name - just Chicken. However, i am unique because i am a pixelated chicken; everything i see is blocks. I live in a very dull world with a very bizzare job. The world ,as i know it, is just an infinite amount of roads and occasionally a few breif intervals of lime green grass. My job is to run in terror across an endless amount of roads until a vechile squashes me! It sounds grim, though somehow i respawn - but as a different character. My friends and I switch shifts very often; sometimes Fortune Chicken will do the 13:43 shift and i'll do the 13:45 shift. I do this constantly without any breaks otherwise the eagle will swallow me. Everyday is a constant cycle of bordem.

However, today will be different - i can feel it! My wings and feathers are pumped and my body is bursting with energy. Well, theoretically, my body can't be pumped with energy, just lines of code and electricity. Anyway, more characters have been added to the world, meaning i am less likely to be used.....but also the roads have gotten more challenging. Oh well, i bet nobody will choose me---!

Oh no; i have been selected. This is terrible - i don't want to be squashed! I am waiting there, hoping that nobody taps me. A huge sign floats above my head saying, "CROSSY ROAD". Even that makes me quiver with fear. I examined the road ahead and could see the cars ready to strike. "TAP." I was shuffled forward - there was no going back. From the safety of the road, i'd be forced to stumble ahead. I zoomed forward, dodging all the vechiles, begging for a miracle to pounce. I peered up, shivering, to check the current score - 107. What?! Has the player not totured me enough!? Suddently, i was tapped forward without warning. The final sight i saw was a inexpicabley huge, mammoth-like truck, charging towards me until...."SPLAT!!". My shift was thankfully and finally over.

By Catchik!