Cadence glared at hollow copy of herself, sitting in front of her like a sculpture waiting to be carved. There was something inordinately creepy about it: both seeing this hollow doll of herself, and then effectively defacing herself to create a totally new persona. And yet there was zero chance she was about to enter this very illegal game without that anonymity to fall back on.
"I can’t believe I’m actually doing this…" she shook her head in disbelief as she got to work.
Cadence…
No, wait, this wasn’t Cadence anymore, was it? Better get used to that now before she made a mistake and gave herself away.
Tristaria opened her eyes for the first time, just in time to catch a bright shooting star light up the sky above her head. Around that beautiful, sunset sky was a canvas of leaves, accentuating it almost like a picture frame. So she was in a forest then? That made sense: forest levels were pretty standard starter regions.
Turning her neck away from the sky above, she instead gazed at the sights around her with that "totally lost" look that only a true newbie could ever truly capture. Everything was totally new, and she had no idea what to expect from the virtual world with a reputation from claiming real lives. Despite that grim and horrific thought, everything around her was innocent and peaceful. The golden sunset glistened off the trees, a squirrel darted into a little hole, and there was even a little path through the woods lined with pretty wildflowers.
Tristaria spread her arms and felt the fabric of her (very odd) jacket tug at her back, all shockingly realistic. From what little of the lore she’d read during character creation, Tristaria understood herself to be a sort of machine person. Already, she could feel some differences in her body: a steady humming sensation in place of a rhythmic heartbeat and a rigid metallic frame under her skin being the most obvious.
She turned to the path and tried to step forward, immediately tripping and face-planting into the dirt. Right, this whole body was completely out of sync with what she was used to. Different height, different proportions, different weight balance. The attention to detail in this game truly was staggering: Tristaria could see why some might actually enjoy it. She struggled to stand up again and stood there, awkwardly shifting her weight around to get a feel for the new body. Tris could only hope that this path wasn’t well traveled enough to deny her privacy in this moment of initial exploration…
@Fina Drago
"I can’t believe I’m actually doing this…" she shook her head in disbelief as she got to work.
Cadence…
No, wait, this wasn’t Cadence anymore, was it? Better get used to that now before she made a mistake and gave herself away.
Tristaria opened her eyes for the first time, just in time to catch a bright shooting star light up the sky above her head. Around that beautiful, sunset sky was a canvas of leaves, accentuating it almost like a picture frame. So she was in a forest then? That made sense: forest levels were pretty standard starter regions.
Turning her neck away from the sky above, she instead gazed at the sights around her with that "totally lost" look that only a true newbie could ever truly capture. Everything was totally new, and she had no idea what to expect from the virtual world with a reputation from claiming real lives. Despite that grim and horrific thought, everything around her was innocent and peaceful. The golden sunset glistened off the trees, a squirrel darted into a little hole, and there was even a little path through the woods lined with pretty wildflowers.
Tristaria spread her arms and felt the fabric of her (very odd) jacket tug at her back, all shockingly realistic. From what little of the lore she’d read during character creation, Tristaria understood herself to be a sort of machine person. Already, she could feel some differences in her body: a steady humming sensation in place of a rhythmic heartbeat and a rigid metallic frame under her skin being the most obvious.
She turned to the path and tried to step forward, immediately tripping and face-planting into the dirt. Right, this whole body was completely out of sync with what she was used to. Different height, different proportions, different weight balance. The attention to detail in this game truly was staggering: Tristaria could see why some might actually enjoy it. She struggled to stand up again and stood there, awkwardly shifting her weight around to get a feel for the new body. Tris could only hope that this path wasn’t well traveled enough to deny her privacy in this moment of initial exploration…
@Fina Drago