Some Plans 01. [open]

[Miki Stalin]

NEVER WILL I LET YOU FALL,I WILL ONLY BE AS STRONG AS YOU ALLOW ME TO BE

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Miki was walking around the starter-city ,London she was only in the game for a week but still felt new to the game ; besides not being able to log out from the game she was not able to find a single person she knew. Miki did not have a problem making new friends, it was the idea of experience that made her less talkative she being new and the idea other players maybe  to busy doing quest ,or other miscellaneous task to help her. She has seen other new player moving around the city , they seemed to have been in groups or some type of party. The groups of people manged to complete quest and other jobs, with in a group; so maybe this maybe the key to making it in this world.

She then started to think, that going solo would have be something for her to deal with into she found some people to group up with. Walking around the city Miki saw the npc's move around freely, the fact that npc's had their own emotions , the ability to touch objects , interact with the world around them was something that she could never get over.They acted so human like compared to the other (MMORPGS) games she played before, then again this a (VRMMORPG) so everything was much more lively. Miki then ran her left hand through her hair and smiled and continued to walk through the city, she came across a oak tree and decided to take a little rest. She closed her eyes under the shady oak tree, she then said " this game is full of life,but I do wanna back to the human world".She then dozed off for a good three hours, when she awoke it was dawn, she rubbed the matter from her eyes and got up from the ground; the grass had the texture of real grass, she then started to think . I need to find a bed to sleep in but where to go?

Miki had little money due the fact she was level one still ,she could only hope something would happen.  

MADE BY MINNIE OF FTS & GANGNAM STYLE

[Ceres]

"They say that 'it takes one to know one', how right they are."

A loud yawn might have caught the girl's attention. Hopefully before she departed from the tree she'd hear it's sound---or the owner of it might not be heard as she spoke with mild amusement. If the red headed girl rose her sights to the branches of the tree she'd find an 'over-sized' (Yet still pretty lithesome) monk wolf tail laying in it like a sloth. This woman with long black hair and an amazingly casual air spoke like a friend---but had the distance of a casual acquaintance. Yet there was also an air of tranquility about her that suggested all the world's problems were not her's.

"Hoh...? Aren't you a little too la--Fwuaaaa~- lax for a new player?", the monk, Ceres, spoke.

Another large yawn followed after her words. Her eyes watered, and closed before she'd shake to yawn off. Afterward the woman leaned forward to sit straight among the tree branches and corrected her position so she could properly look down at the girl from her 'bed'. Her monk clothing fluttered gently in the passing wind as she allowed her eyes to focus the blur that the girl and red had become. After that she'd attempt to speak seriously for the sake of ensuring that she'd not scare the child into a run. After all...wolf tail or not---she didn't enjoy chasing after things. Energy was better kept for special occasions, she felt...and now that she'd become a little more comfortable with this world she wanted to see what special occasions could arise if she attempted a normal life.

"Sleeping there for as long as you did...What if someone unsavory had dragged you off somewhere and PKed you for what little you had or boredom all the same?", The woman questioned with a serious expression---yet her eyes looked ready any moment to droop back into slumber.

"You're lucky I watched over you."

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MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS

[metroexibit]

Metro sat on the floor against a wall. He held his legs up into his chest and wrapped his arms around his legs. He burred his head in between them and drifted off. He could hear the distant noise of players wondering about, talking and commuting form place to place. As dawn began to rise he heard a voice in the back of his mind. “get up shawn its time to get some answers.” It was blue eyes soft calm voice. He then heard another, more angry voice that said “stop treating him like a child blue! Get up you lazy good for nothing piece of garbage!” Metro felt a strong and intense pain in the right side of his head. Red eyes must have hit him again like he always does. Ever since metro was a little kid back in the real world he has had a mental disorder that causes him to hear voices in his head. Not only that but both of them have there own personality and practically control his life. Sometimes they can even take control of his body, causing his eye color to change respectively. That is where the names of both his voices came from. Blue eyes when he takes over metros eyes change from dark blue to light blue. He always figured it was because blue was a kind and intelligent person. He despises people however and would rather see one on a dissection table then in public. While red eyes is a opinionated savage who when he takes over metros eyes change from dark blue to bright red. He always figured it was because red eyes was always so emotional and passionate. Although his anger controls him its not like he doesn’t feel any other emotion its just that one in particular is stronger then the others. 

Metro fell over onto the floor clutching his head as to try to stop the pain. It was so intense it felt like his mind would explode and splatter all over the wall. “Okay, okay I am up just please stop the pain!” he cried out as the pain spiked even higher then slowly reseeded. He got up a bit dizzy from not only waking up and trying to have his eyes forcibly dilate but also waking to a world of agony. He wished there would be a day that he could wake up normally like every other normal person on this god-forsaken planet but not to his surprise his day always starts the same. He slowly walked out of the little ally he was in using the walls as supports until he regained his balance. He started to walk into town. He planned on doing some sort of shopping for food today. He had money since the last time he went out and hunted. Since the game started he had gone out fighting monsters three times. He needed the experience and not to mention that blue and red eyes both wanted to get stronger. Metro didn’t even have a choice in the decision making. It was his life all of there lifes not just theres, he had as much say toward what happens as they did. the plan was to train for four days a week with one rest day every other day except weekends. Those are when they went out adventuring and exploring for new areas in which to do more grinding. At least that was that plan anyway since they had only been in the game, what a week? Metro both hoped and loathed the idea of the game actually coming to an end. He wanted to live here forever but sadly he figured that wasn’t a going to be a reality.

He walked past a tree and he noticed two girls there. One of them was perched on a branch above the other. He suddenly felt another intense pain in the side of his head “don’t go gawking women when we have work to do!” he winced in pain as he reached up and grabbed his head. It slowly grew in intensity until his legs gave out and he just fell forward onto his knees clutching his head thinking “please stop I wont do it again I promise!”

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Across the way, a dazed young man stood with a dopey expression on his face, staring off into space as his mind tried to process events that he was clearly unable to understand. It was as if his brain was left behind in the real world, and was now making a mad swim up a waterfall trying to reach him. Did that really happen? Am I really stuck here? It was then that it struck him. Everyone was a real, tangible, person. Even the NPCs. This fact shook the introverted youth, as he suddenly became self-aware of himself, and also realized how alone he was in this world. Despite having a full set of the Starter Plate Armor to cover his body, he still felt incredibly naked. Especially when he noticed two female players over near a tree, and another player walking near the tree, looking like he was dealing with turmoils of his own. If only there was an Invisibility status effect so I could hide myself right now... Ah, well. Might as well take a note of this place... ... Eh?! The worst of luck has befallen him. In this game, the moderating forces have decided to pick him to suffer the most, for the lowest of all blows had been delivered unto him. "MY NOTEBOOOOOOOOOK!!!" He began to take off his armor, shaking each piece furiously before setting it down. When that method didn't bear any fruit, he began searching his clothes. It wasn't in his shirt, his pants, his boots, or his undershirt (And it sure wasn't in his underpants. No way was he gonna dig around in his underpants like some sort of deranged perv). Accepting his fate, Daniel falls onto the ground in a slumped state, and begins to half-heartedly re-equip his armor, while feeling the eyes of players around him on his back. "...They could have at least left my pen behind..." The wind blew, the breeze feeling cool against his embarassed, flushed cheeks.