Mafia

Blood In, Blood Out

Life is but a dream.
I was in World of Warcraft, controlling my character from a third-person view. I was up to no good, and wished to find myself some trouble. I began to flaunt my stuff, and challenged random people to duels left and right. They all politely declined, until I stumbled upon two guys who were also presumably up-to-no-good. No good, indeed, we did. I cast a few healing-over-time spells on myself. As their health dwindled rapidly from my attacks, I felt unstoppable.