18+ Private Eastern Brisshal Overanalyze, Overprepare, Overcome! Not this time will I spend two month on character creation!

Omega · Jul 25, 2022

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-Three weeks prior to first spawn in-

This time Alice had been prepared! Sure last time the vast selection of character customization had made the OCD perfectionist fail to even finish her character after two months of working and just when she was about to make the final push the game got locked down last time. She had been so close to finishing and had dwelled on it since that day, tweaking and adjusting, optimizing and theorizing the outcome of the choices and when she found out the game had managed to slip back out from under the government's watch she was ready. The sixty page booklet resting beside her bed that was the result of her last four years getting to think this over.

Alice was ready as the game loaded her once more into the character creation room, and her eye would twitch slightly as it was back to default. Growling as she wanted to strangle the other version of herself for making her start back from square one. Waving as she opened the menu and noticed several new things that made her shout out of pure rage. There was more choices she did not account for?! Moving to examine them only to growl again, she not only could go into deeper changes of the model or avatar, but there was a new race, and new masteries to weigh into the decision.

"Fucking stupid ass piece of shit!!! How am I suppose to finish this if you keep adding more things I have to add into my decision to make the perfect aid to my darling world and queen!?!"

"It's fine, we can analyze just the new information and cross examine with our existing build to see if they would alter the desired choices to be made."

"But there is also the chance they can alter the whole build if they are strong enough to make other declined builds viable or worth reexamination! So I say again, fucking SHIT!"

"Very well, check what is new, and rebegin the process we shall!"

Both internal and external voice resumed arguing while she further checked the changes and would log out to resume thinking things over. Three, long, little sleep, weeks before she was satisfied with the once again updated set up. Logging back into the creation room as THIS time ready to fully finish her character. Had she decided to just make adjustments to the previous build it would have taken a day or two at most, but EVERY option had to be rechecked as this was for her Queen, nothing short of perfection was allowed. Waving as she began the molding of the perfect and Ideal avatar.

"Height adjustment, Shorter then Queen, so her stature stands out, frame less developed to enhance the focus she gains when we accompany her. Body adjusted for the high possibility of modification and adaption to the needs or desire of our Queen, Redistributing physical mass for ideal role and task of Queen's guard."

"Do not forget to adjust for possible love interest of Queen!"

"This is a given, now let me work! mastery selection, Guard art, we are Queen's shield no other changes can alter this choice. Aura selected for further defense options for Queen, Magitech to fill the final slot and permit possible body alterations to the Magia or crafting additional aids for tasks at hand. Alchemy and A offence mastery to be selected at later time should they be required."

"Functionality over form chosen, variation Learning to increase information gathering and adaptability. Others can not be selected at time, but choices at current are ready unless Queen variable overrules possible idea for what she would most prefer."

The two voices speaking in spit fire as they worked, adjusting the avatar by the smallest intervals at a time, centimeters of height or body shape, Weight of muscle, fat, and overall body adjusted by ounce at a time. No detail was to minuet not to be adjusted by Alice, or rather Omega as far as the game world would know her. She was and always will be the last to leave her queen, she would be the last thing those that opposed her queen would see, and the last line of defense to protect her queen. So the last of the Greek alphabet was more then ideal for the name of her character.

Six hours, seven minutes and thirty eight seconds would be spent actually MAKING the character, but far more spent considering THIS outcome and no moment would Alice change as THIS was her magnum opus, her Mona Lisa as she examined the Magia before her. This would be the form she met her queen in, the start and if she had foresighted the end properly it would also be the form she would admit her feeling for her queen as Vivian sat on the throne over the entire world of Terrasphere. Hand stopping before it could press the confirm button, she accounted for all she could and looked at all possible choices one more time. Then she pressed it.

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"Words in this color are spoken aloud." But if "This color it is thoughts." The first post is all in character creation though... so she would be standing in a start location ideal.

Vivian Cruz · Jul 30, 2022

Rose lips were pursed around the stem of her kiseru pipe and clenched tight between her teeth as she bit down on the mouthpiece. Her indigo eyes showed irritation, the plumes of pink smoke escaping her pink lips came out in quick puffs as she held the ornate pipe by the bowl as she leaned her body against a shaded tree out of the direct sunlight.

That girl, Alice Inkheart, was an intern at her newest Resort Spa in New York. She had been busy with keeping the entire office organized and free of clutter, while also maintaining appointments for the other masseuses in the new building. After a long discussion after hours in her private office about the painting on her office wall, Vivian had spoken about a VR game she was pretty adamant about on conquering as much as she could have.

Apparently Alice seemed to hang on every word she spoke, her eyes were full, and she looked pleased to be in her presence at all. She didn't know Alice all too well, but the two had developed a very good functioning work relationship. After some late night talks after hours, Vivian finally had someone who was going to look after her in Terra Sphere. After breaking things off with her former lover, she didn't know what kind of help she could ever gain with such an ambitious mind and goal.

She needed to outsource, someone who could take the blows, take the responsibility and devote as much time as they could to further accomplish such feats of ambition. Today was that day, and Vivian had been waiting for three hours now. First she was just going to grab some lunch at the port and then head on over to the New Player field and meet up with Alice then. But then an hour passed...and another.

Soon it was three damn hours, almost four, when her teeth were gnawing down on the kiseru stem.

"If this girl makes me wait another god-damn minute... I'm firing her...!"

Honestly, Vivian wouldn't do such a thing because of how well organized work was for her. New charts were printed off every Sunday, ready for the new week. It just made all of Vivian's work that much less, and she could spend more time with clients and less time having to Boss. Though, she did enjoy that! Must be a power and assertion thing.

Another deep drag from the kiseru sent a stream of pink, fragrant cherry smoke from her lips. Her indigo eyes would remain on the new players popping up. Alice knew what Vivian's avatar looked like, so there shouldn't be a problem with finding her. Also, they had spoken when and where to meet up.

@Omega

Omega · Jul 30, 2022

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It was only when the Intern scanned the starting field slowly, and met the gaze of Vivian that she recalled they had planned to meet right out the gate. That was also a few hours prior and while she had tried to log in to prepare for the long grind of character building she had overused the allotted time and was pure red as she rushed over to the woman unaware of three things to start off. The first she was only in a beginner tunic, and undergarments making herself very unprofessional in her own mind. The second, the cost of her function over form choice and what it cost her. The third the sheer amount of awe getting to spend time outside work with her Queen and entire world.

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"My sincerest apologizes Miss Vivian, Erm I mean queen Vivian. I got carried away trying to make the most ideal character... ...Um..."

It took almost two sentences of apologue before it would start to catch on with Omega she was not speaking properly even if she understood her words. It was Binary, a massive repeat of zero and one in eight sequence before a pause to start the next LETTER. The fact she just bombarded her queen with so many repeated words that likely made no sense to others or just known the TYPE she was speaking was enough to make the Magia turn pure red.

"Critical failure, Function over form gave us the flaw to only speak fucking Binary! Chances Queen Vivian even knows it much less able to keep up with our rambling is near zero percent! How are we supposed to help with advice if she can't understand us, or hell admit how we feel when she claims the last of this world if we can't speak the same langue!"

Hands covering her mouth as she staggered away from Vivian, her mind considering every terrible outcome her words would cost her. Was she going to be told not to speak ever again while they played? Was she going to get lectured for taking things as a joke and speaking in such a way when she had no control over it? Was she going to be shunned or discard? The last clearly showed as she started to tremble and cry a little terrified it was the most likely.

It was not because she could not speak the same as Vivian, but that was all she had really done outside helping with work load. She was not Vivian's sound board, or the queen's personal plaything, or her tank as she had only just started playing and was likely leagues behind her queen because of that. Her one good thing she had going for her was the ability to speak on the knowledge she had gathered or could with the trait she picked and it dropkicked her with Binary. It was enough to make the Magia mad internally at the game designers and want to torture them for stripping away her chances of admitting how she felt about Vivian, or if it came to it kill them all if THEY had been the reason her Queen forsake her.

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@Vivian Cruz

"Words in this color are spoken aloud." But if "This color it is thoughts." The first post is all in character creation though... so she would be standing in a start location ideal.

Vivian Cruz · Jul 30, 2022

It was to be expected that her new perma tank came out in nothing more than scraps and newbie gear. It was unbecoming to say the least and when the woman came over to speak, there was nothing more than a series of binary numbers shooting out from her mouth. It wouldn't have been bad if Omega had just stopped and realized what was coming out of her mouth, but she apparently kept going with the Zero-One talk, which was grating on her nerves.

Clearly beyond irritated by now, Vivian's brows furrowed tightly, and her sharp indigo eyes glared at the woman. The Binary thing she could get over, she actually didn't need the woman to speak-just stand there and soak up damage. But the obvious glare and scowl was because of how anxiety ridden Omega appeared to be after the realization of her character creation consequence.

"No, no! You don't start crying and tremble like that before me. You pick your chin up, push out your chest and become a stable wall of defense. We will work on this speech pattern, probably because you picked a Magia as a race. It's a good choice in fact, you thought that through, since it will compliment my Magitech which I need to upgrade next! Hmmm..."

Like a predator circling her prey, the stem of the kiseru pipe was pushed against her lip, puffing away as she moved around Omega to take a closer look at the character model on all sides of her. She thought things through pretty well, but that was to be expected of her intern, would was rather passionate about anything and everything Vivian does in the real world. Though those classless garbs needed to go, they had to outfit her with something tasteful and dignified, one that resounded Knight and Protector of the future Queen.

"I suppose for now you can communicate through console messaging. Hearing a string of zeroes and ones is not going to help me, since I don't know Binary Language. And it's not a skill I am currently seeking to learn. I have far more important things to worry about. Omega. Interesting name you chose there, befitting, though. Well then. I can't honestly walk around with you looking like that. We need to get you properly outfitted."

Flexing her fingers and opening her palm, Vivian clicked a button to send her kiseru back into her inventory and then created a party with Omega. Of course, Vivian took on the Leader spot. She folded her arms over her chest and contemplated on where to go to find Magia equipment.

With a gesture of her hand as if thinking out loud, Vivian turned on the ball of her foot, began walking and talking with a powerful, confident gait.

"We should perhaps find a place where we can set up a HQ and a workshop. I think Magitech is going to lend itself perfectly for creating a powerful automaton army as well as other tools that will help me conquer these lands. Machine Queen Vivian... Has a nice ring to it, or perhaps Steam Engineeer Queen Vivian. Hmmm..."

More so speaking to herself, Vivian was wrapped up in her own mind as she listed off dignified titles that would come with conquering regions of TerraSphere under the new powerful combination of Magitech and Steam. Their current destination? Finding Magia some equipment, so she didn't look like an eyesore

@Omega

Omega · Jul 31, 2022

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Omega would hear the proclamation from her queen and waste no time shutting off her emotions that had shown, a quick motion of her sleeve against her face to remove the tears as she stood at attention. No smile or emotion up until she took a moment to consider what her queen working on Magitech meant leading to a blush across her face, this only got worse as she was circled by her queen. Her mechanical heart racing in her chest as she could only assume the implications of working on Magitech held on a magia.

"Error, Had taken Magitech to do self repairs as needed, the idea of Queen wasting her time to tend to wounds endured to protect her...

Correction, Queen working on wounds is excuse to be seen as possible plaything! DO NOT ANNOUNCE MATCHING MASTERY!"

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The invite very quickly accepted as Omega also wasted no time trailing about two feet behind and one foot to the right of her queen. This was both to allow her to see incoming threats, while also remaining outside her line of sight as she currently was not properly dressed to desire further distain of her queen for actions or attire she had already caused. She would not speak or rather send a message unless spoken to, simply listening and keeping her focus on the area around them.

"Continplation, If queen seeks to dress Omega, is it fair to have her pay? Unsure, it is not her gold that should be spent on servant... Funding currently not accumulated..."

Omega would slow down just a slight bit more reaching a hand over her red eye to enable Investigation mode while the walked, her hands every so often moving to gather things she felt could sell for some gold to afford her new wardrobe her queen would pick out for her. The newbie did not know where to go, and as such felt she was nothing more then a useless deadweight at the moment for anything other then body blocking attacks.

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Expertise Check
2d100 (Advantage) (84, 76) + 0 = 84
Awareness | Omega | 917C3 | Looking for things worth selling as they walk (investigation mode for advantage.~)

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@Vivian Cruz

"Words in this color are spoken aloud." But if "This color it is thoughts." If it is this color then message.~

Vivian Cruz · Jul 31, 2022

As Vivian plotted and schemed within her mind, indigo eyes moved left and right, only to catch glimpses of Omega scouring the newbie lands for things. Strange girl. What was she doing exactly? Maybe it was some kind of nervous tick in the Magia programming that made her involuntarily do these things. Or perhaps it was just Alice's personality to look at things, analyze them and use have a use for things in the future.

Vivian folded her arms over her chest when Omega was leaning over to pick an object up. She gave a nonchalant smile, a smile you gave to a puppy or...a special need's child. In either case, with a flick of her right hand, she shot fuchsia colored hair off her shoulder and radiant light armored shoulder. She moved with fluid grace and towards the town area where they could find something for Omega to wear befitting of a Magia as well as her Perma Tank status and elegance towards Vivian's royalty. She doubted Omega had any start up funds, and she didn't mind dipping into her own pool of money if it meant a long term investment. Which no doubt it would.

"Come along, Omega. You don't need to inspect every blade of grass or rock to see if it is important. We don't have all day to get things moving forward."

Vivian had called out to her perma-tank and then continued with a steady gait. The plan was to enter Falderen's market area and find something unique and taste worthy for her Magia Bodyguard. Rolling hills and resplendent green valleys were now cast aside as they neared one of the settlements. A robust city thriving with all matters of trade goods and food stalls for patrons to enjoy. Stopping at one of the food stalls, Vivian peered at some kind of meat on a stick. It looked yummy enough to eat, and portable enough to walk around while browsing interesting shops.

She held a regal and dignified stance as the seller looked up and smiled, giving a friendly wave.

"Good afternoon, ma'am! Fine day it is, huh? Looking to satisfy your meat craving with meat-kabob? Skewered meat, tender and juicy, and we have a spicy alternative as well."

"Hmm. Yes, give me one of the spicy ones! That one there, with the darker edges. That one! Yes."

Pointing with a manicured, pink colored nail, she chose the one she wanted from the hot display of tender meat on a stick. The man was careful as he took it out and handed her the food item, and then the exchange of currency was made. Plush pink lips wrapped around the head of the meat, and she looked back at Omega, biting and chewing down on the tender meat. It did in fact have a spicy, dark, robust meaty taste to it that nearly sent her mouth and tongue on fire. Something she quite enjoyed.

"Keep yours eyes on a Magia Shop, Omega. We need to find parts for you to wear and upgrade your...starter gear..."

Vivian's mind was more on eating the skewered meat, lips and teeth biting into the tender, juicy steak while they walked along a shallow path around the market.

@Omega

Omega · Jul 31, 2022

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Omega would stop picking out herbs, plants, and other things her investigation had revealed to possibly have sell value if brought to the right location when she was told to cease. Her base picking back up to match her Queen but remain just to the edge of her view as forest changed to plains, and plains into town, then town into shopping district. The more people that started to be around them caused more a shift in Omega's actions.

When it was only a few, she had moved to be a foot to the side and foot behind her queen, then as the crowd
grew dense more she moved to be a few inches beside and behind her queen as to ensure her safety and less delay in reaction to issues. hearing the order Omega would simply nod and moved to keep her head on a swivel looking around for shops that matched the definition. She was still new to the game but would not use that as a excuse to fail her first given mission from her queen.

"Analyze, Maiga shop for gear would likely consist of forge or scent of metal. The shop should also not be to underwhelming or to expensive looking. This is not a spoiling shopping trip, it is merely aid to get started, Oneself shall make due with the gear until can afford greater.

Statement reminder, 'upgrade your starter gear' can refer to Magia itself, the Queen may also be seeking to adjust to her preference..."

The thought causing the Magia to turn bright red and forgot to watch where she was going and colliding with a light post. It was thankfully enough to snap her from the thoughts she was having, but also dragged a deep scar on her pride she was unfit to focus on the area so long as her mind was having such thoughts. She was here to be Vivian's tank, nothing more. She needed to cease the dream of becoming more until she proved she was worth such a role beyond personal guard.

This thought enough to make her adjust her outfit, and move away from her queen for the first time since they had started moving. Her nose had caught scent, and eyes caught the trail of smoke from metal over fire and wire fire leading to making the choice. She did not recall to speak as part of her was wishing to pay without Vivian needed to help, even if she only had a few things maybe only worth as much as the meat kabob her queen was enjoying. A mental note getting added her Queen liked spicy and possible burnt foods should she ever be asked to cook.

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@Vivian Cruz

"Words in this color are spoken aloud." But if "This color it is thoughts." If it is this color then message.~

Vivian Cruz · Jul 31, 2022

Devouring the last bit of the kabob, she tossed the stick into a trash bin. She didn't want to litter her future kingdom. Licking her fingers of the meat juices that drizzled along the stick, the woman cleaned off her fingers and saw a forge not too far off from where Omega's vision seemed to be centered on.

Fire and smoke billowed from the open forge, a large masculine make was a hammer and rack of fine looking equipment lined the front of his open spaced store. There was a sign on a post with the insignia of Magitech on the opposite side where a few more creative items were used to upgrade Magia and armor suited for the race.

"Ah! Welcome travelers! I see a Magia is on your heel there, young woman. I'm a bit busy here at the forge, but there are some finally crafted armors for Magia in the back. If you are looking for something more private, there is a workshop you can use with a closed door free of use! Pick out what you like, and you can add it all to a shopping cart in your UI Palm and do a quick checkout from there! Happy shopping!'

Virtual shopping carts. Magia armors. This Magitech seemed to be influencing the region quite well with some minor advancements in technology. Or maybe it was just an In Game update patch when it rebooted. In any case, a private room for tinkering with her Magia would be the perfect solution to try out equipment and work on bolstering Omega's exoskeleton to handle the punishing attacks for the future.

"Alright, Omega. Looks like we have a pretty nice selection of things to chose from. I'm not going to nitpick on what will look good on you. But there are some things you should consider while picking out your wares. It must be regal like, matching that of a Magia Knight under my regime. It must withstand strong incoming attacks. Make sure your armaments are help with soaking up damage. Perhaps a shield or a...whatever it is Tanks like using. When complete, share your cart with me and I'll pay for the balance. You can repay me back later."

Vivian gave Omega a simple set of directives for a shopping list so that it would benefit the Queen in the end game. Snapping her fingers once more to draw attention to herself, Vivian's hair billowed lightly as she spun on her foot to meet Omega eye to eye.

"Pick out some evening wear as well! Both casual and formal. We may have to attend some high class meetings in the future. When you are done, I'd like to see you dressed in the items to make sure everything checks out. I'll wait for you in the private workshop. I'll be busy catching up with some in game news while you shop."

Turning back around on the ball of her foot and a confident stride to the private worshop, the future Queen passed entered the door and gave it a lock code and shared it with Omega, so she knew the right code to enter. The shop was clean, organized and had the basic Magitech tools and gear for tinkering around with things should anyone need to explore their Mastery or invent something on the fly with the items provided or sold by the forge.

She sat down in a chair, crossed her leg and leaned back with the open palm UI and scoured the forums for anything news related.

@Omega

Omega · Jul 31, 2022

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Omega was going to tip her head and ask her questions, only to bite her tongue to avoid saying them as she would just listen to her queen and began to look around the selection that was before her. Having only been given the very minimal of information was both bad and good for the Magia as it meant she had freedom and likewise this was a bad idea as her mind rapidly began to wake up all sides for the topic at hand as she did a quick walk around the area with Investigation mode on.

"Baseline, Three outfits must be selected. One for combat, one casual, and one formal wear. Requirements, must appear or fit within regal category, must convey knighthood, must match or display queen's higher standing. Combat attire must be durable and sturdy weapon is optional and honestly unwanted. Discussion and deliberations may begin on first article that match all but color, such can be changed with time and effort."

Omega reached a hand out towards the first thing she was asked to pick, armor. Looking over the selection for a moment as she stepped In front of the first armor and clearly the heaviest. It was well made, but the many layers of metal would hinder finer motions and prove fatal in situations with water or where sinking was a issue. But none the less the Magia would evaluate it.

"Item one for debate, armor is heaviest in shop, it fits the requirements given by Queen, however it is unfit for all round use of combat. the heavy metal and many layers reduce ability to move full range of muscle movement, in addition the weight alone will prove more dangerous to self and deny quick rush to Queen if attacks come from both sides. Narrowing search requirements..."

The faint overlay of her mind's eye or display turning several green outlines to either yellow or red. Yellow leaving them a chance for selection, and red removing them due to glance evaluation. Moving to the next green outline item as Omega looked at the classic 'knight' outfit of full plate with chain and leather below. It fit the requirements, but as she looked at it more she could see several spots where the armor was not properly welded and it was marked as red as she moved to the next.

This same glance, close examine would go on for almost two hours, each item another step closer to the right choice but more annoying the Magia who had yet to find proper gear for what was asked. Slowly, and surely she was running out of heavy armor picks and it was looking more like she alone deciding was the bad idea due to her over thinking and harsh judgement. Well to her it was fair as this was for the sake of her Queen and nothing short of perfection was allowed.

"Meduim armor possibly advised? Denied, Lacks ability to endure most hits for longest time. Search requirement narrowing to borderline medium and heavy armor category."

Figure began moving to the medium armor, only to stop at the edge of the two types as her gaze set on giant metal wings coiled around a lighter set of armor. Hand gently running along the wing to discern the material, then the armor as she would move it slightly to figure if the material was light enough for quick movement if needed. While the color was bland and mute it was again something she could adjust later as she pulled it from the armor stand to examine it more.

"Item twenty four for debate, armor itself is medium on border to heavy, game states heavy though. Wings seem very flexible and sharp at the end permitting both combat and defense use. Due to detached from armor can allow control of wing to protect Queen while defending other side or send both wings to guard queen while dealing with third issue. Downside cost..."

Omega looked at the price for some time, it fit the requirements she had thus far, was still heavy armor by game rule allowing for best defense and was more then possible to modify as time passed to prevent simply discarding it before it was fully obsolete and forced to buy an entire new set of armor. In addition to the defense though it looked the part of regal almost angelic in the magia's eyes as she walked to change into it and adjust the colors before moving to show her queen forgetting this was only the first item out of excitement to showcase the near three hour long choice.

Standing before her queen, Omega would have the wings drift off her shoulders as she stood in a T pose fashion to allow Vivian to see it or moved as requested. Once her Queen seemed done with looking Omega would open her UI to write a message, around the half way point recalling she still had two other outfits to pick out but unsure if a armor shop would have them leading her to be stuck in a confused place. Had she been asked to find another shop that had the casual and formal cloths or was that a statement for overall task of the trip?

Message

First item selected, apologizes for the wait... Little information of choice was given leaving me to overthink and take longer then likely preferred. The outfit chose, while expensive compared to others and the runner up has both room for growth and personal adjustments. The wings allow for focused defense and ability to defend Queen while fighting or dealing with other issues...

I was also confused by statement given, I do not think an armor shop would work for finding casual or formal attire as I had been requested, unless one wished for me to always be dressed for combat and defending Queen even in social gatherings. If such I apologize for considering the other was the intended and coming before full selection from the shop was made and will return to shopping post haste!

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@Vivian Cruz

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Vivian Cruz · Jul 31, 2022

Two hours. One outfit. Was she serious? Her eyes scanned over the message and back up at Omega. There was a wrinkle over the bridge of her nose, indigo eyes near balls of hot flames, and a fist formed with a tight clutch. She inhaled deeply and exhaled super slowly and then smiled, but it was anything but pleasant.

"So... The information I gave you wasn't enough for you to piece together some common sense?"

"YOU SPENT TWO GOD DAMN HOURS OF MY TIME FOR ONE OUTFIT!! AND YOU HAVE THE GULL TO SAY I DIDN'T GIVE YOU ENOUGH INFORMATION!!!"

Rage. Blunt. Rage. Vivian had her hands on the horned points of Omega's headdress, comically shaking her back and forth as she yelled at the woman. Thankfully, the space they were in was private and anyone outside would not be listening in on their conversation. There was more yelling from Vivian, and more violent and jarring shaking to the Magia as she reintroduced the information, so she could understand, before finally letting the woman go.

"For two hours of my time you just wasted, this will be suitable enough. But you are correct. We may need to find you proper clothing for the other events. I think it might be best for you to look and play the part of my silent guardian during more formal events. Someone who will look inconspicuous, though."

Vivian opened the palm menu and the shopping cart, purchasing the armor for Omega and then looking back at her. She looked much better in that state than she did in the starter Magia gear, or what little of there was of it. She looked more regal and splendid, like she could actually take a hit without falling over. Sturdy and poised.

Vivian sighed and placed her hands on Omega's shoulders and put her hands down from her T position. She hoped, if they ever went shopping in real life, she wouldn't make these weird poses for her again.

"The next place we will have to find a higher class shop deeper into the kingdom. I don't think these backwater towns will suffice for the clothing you will need to wear. It will also give me an opportunity to find space to rent for a workshop for my Magitech Mastery. Come on, Omega. Let's be off-this time, I'll be picking out what you will be wearing. It won't take long."

Leaving the private workshop. The duo made their way deeper into the kingdom. The prices and quality got better, but the Magia Armor that Omega found was quite high class. It was sleek, mobile, but heavy and sturdy for what Vivian needed her to be. A mobile fortress of protection. It was a good decision to make, though two hours was far too much time to make on a decision.

Deeper into the Kingdom, they came upon another shop. It was classy, regal looking, befitting of a Queen and a Knight. Her indigo eyes flashed as they stepped into the building, and they were greeted with smiling employees. Much like the Magia Armorer, there was a room in the back to try out clothes and a shopping cart.

Vivian did spend some time gathering clothes that she thought would make Omega look appealing for a Queen, but not enough to distract from the real eye candy in the room. Something subtle, dark, a contrast from her colors. There were a few other articles of clothing mixed in there as well. A lingerie set? Garter belts? Stockings and satin and silk panties? She wanted Magia to be ready and dressed for whatever event they needed to be attended to.

After she had a good amount of clothes picked out, she handed them to Magia and followed her to the changing room. Glass mirrors were set up to show every angle from the backside to the front, and a small little chair for Vivian to sit on while Omega modeled the clothes.

@Omega

Omega · Jul 31, 2022

165 / 165

❰ 100 / 100 ❱

Omega noticed the sign of anger coming before she would be lectured. She did not turtle at all, even when she was grabbed by the headdress and shook violently. She heard every word perfectly clear, but she could only feel confused by it all. She did not think she was in the wrong, nor did she see or get any other complaint about the choice in the end so what was the issue of a few hours spent when her queen could have gone and done other things during that time or worked on something here?

She was about to speak only to close her mouth and follow behind her queen, it was not her place to say anything against her queen, she was simply to serve as her tank until told to do otherwise. That said while they walked from small town to the larger town destination Omega took the chance to get used to the wings and how to command them. Every so often sending them away a few feet to cut a branch or bush or bash into something like you would with a shield adjusting to the feeling of the extra limbs as she saw them.

When they arrived at the new shop Omega followed behind her queen, at times moving as if to offer to carry the outfits that she was picking until happily taking them when they had been offered to her and going to the changing room. When she saw Vivian sit in the chair Omega's face would go from a dull red to pure red as her mind very much recalled the one thing most people would call indecent but she simply saw no reason for and that was a lack of undergarments.

It was not a personal dislike for them, she simply did not see reason to wear two things to cover the same area. That said though this meant when she got out of the armor her entire character would be exposed to her queen and that was enough to fluster her more then anything else. Hand slowly waving to her get her UI to store the armor with a light gulp before her entire skin was revealed to her queen outside what her hair would cover from view. A nervous unsteady hand writing out her message to her queen.

Message

W...What item... shall I try on first then Majesty?

It was simple and strait to the point, far unlike the normal Alice who always over detailed and over worded things as she was simply far to flustered to think normally. Yes one day she wanted to be before her queen like this, but not before she admitted her feelings, and surely not without context she simply did not see undergarments as needed and looked like she just decided to hit 'unequip all' and not just the armor button. Frame nervously fidgeting as she moved her hair to try and stay somewhat modest if she was allowed or not told to keep herself as exposed or more exposed.

Rolls

None taken this cycle.

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@Vivian Cruz

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Vivian Cruz · Aug 6, 2022

As the armor slipped away, leaving Omega rather bare, her expression changed more from irked to curious. Magia were strange in this world of TerraSphere. Back in TS1, they didn't have advanced technology or a race like this, so she could see why there was an allure to be chosen by the newer generation. They were interested in the fact, they were not exactly made like the humans or the beasts. But unique nonetheless. And one who could speak Binary or Techno-Babble was going to be a necessity in her future dominions.

As her hand rested under her chin to gaze upon Alice's Magia, the same hand came out and rolled along the surface of her hip. The warm flat width, breathed and glided gently against the hip bone as fingers cruised along the surface against the bare skin. Why on Earth was she hiding herself like that?

"Honestly, Alice. You work as my PA at a Spa and Masseuse resort. You know how many pairs of tits I see every day when I am not doing custodial work? A lot. Now, move your hands away from your body, so I can get a better look at your Magia skin."

Vivian had seen plenty of nude people thanks to her profession. Whether it was by accident, or for her own pleasure in her own time, she had seen a plethora of people of varying sized and shapes. Although, she had stepped up being more of an Owner than an in house Employee, she did still enjoy giving massages sometimes to customers who specifically asked for her. Her indigo eyes trailed up, the back of her hand moving long white hair away from the frame of her body and face. Pink lips churned into a smirk and her eyes gleamed across the surface of the body.

"Yes, this is very interesting. No nuts and bolts, smooth flesh, a good smell. I don't suppose you guzzle down any kind of synthetic oils as food? Mm. Didn't think so. But what I find interesting..."

Like a pair of spider legs, two fingers danced along the smooth surface of Omega's belly, applying the lightest pressure along the skin as the two fingers stopped right below the curve of her breasts. Magia ran on some kind of power source? She wanted to explore that little piece of data, but perhaps not here and not now.

"Mmm. Let's start with the casual wear first. After that you can just surprise me by putting something on you like that I picked out for you. We haven't been shopping together in the real world, huh? Mmm. We may need to remedy that in the future. As I stated a moment before, I do want you to be my PA from now on. No more intern work for you. I want you by my side."

A soft indigo gleam came from her eyes as her well practiced fingers found Omega's backside with a small, impish smile on her face. A chuckle followed before she slipped back, and pressed her back to the wall, folding her arms over her chest.

@Omega

Omega · Aug 7, 2022

165 / 165

❰ 100 / 100 ❱

Omega knew that much about her queen, but she was still nervous about showing her 'OWN' skin to her. That said she was given an order so cutting her emotions off temporarily as she stood slightly at attention, outside moving if her Queen wanted her to do and such things. Internally though she was having a full blown panic episode of both embarrassed and disappointment. Mostly the second as her mind saw the glass half empty, her queen considered Omega's skin no different then another persons.

Message

No, though it mentioned I can not taste anything eaten without taking the trait to enable it... there was also options to remove the need for eating and drinking at the cost of high energy usage. Or the flaw of needing what is called 'power stone' to rest inside the game properly.

Omega was going to keep rambling after the question of what she ate was posed, but sadly the message was cut short when her Queen promoted her from a simple intern to personal assistant, and then mentioned she was wanted by her Queen's side. The blush rapidly returning but her body remained mostly still outside fishing up one of the outfits she felt would be considered casual among the choices. Her habit to avoid the undergarment showing as she tossed the dress on, and then the gloves.

Message

I have all the outfits I may need for real life... Personal house wear, sleepwear, work outfit, formal, swimwear, and exotic... Queen does not need to trouble herself dealing with me in real life shopping.

Omega had to least try and shut down the idea, she could barely handle shopping with her queen in the game, had she made the same blunder or been asked to do the same full exposure in real life Alice would black out from nervousness. Sure it would be less now that she knew her Queen only say her as another exposed person, but it was the idea her Queen knowing exactly how she looked under her cloths that was the source of embarrassment at the time.

With the chance to possibly evade the overly embarrassing 'date' as Omega saw it she would move to display the first outfit she was given and or picked herself. The dress was far out of what she herself considered casual wear but higher class people tended to make every outfit a statement where she was more low to lower middle class in her choices. A simply jacket and jeans was enough, this dress she considered more formal and a lot more so then her old dress from her parent's funeral.

Message

If I'm allowed to speak freely.

The brief message the only thing she would said if she was not given permission to message freely in this case to show she did not wish to overstep and she viewed this comment possible of such things. if given permission she would resume writing the message in the UI menu.

Message

This establishment is on, or close to the same level as one Queen might shop it. Such places tended to make every outfit standoff or standalone so most choices presented would need to me tailored after purchase to lessen quality or appeal as to add more focus to the better dressed IE yourself. I also will happily accept the position change... If I might make... one request. Queen does not seem a fitting title for ruler of an entire world in my opinion. Request to refer to Queen as goddess at least when alone.

Rolls

None taken this cycle.

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@Vivian Cruz

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