Biting More Than You Can Chew [WEEGEE|LYSSAMANYA]

[Worldμ]

There was probably nothing in the world that could have prepared Akira from all of this. It was one thing to dream about playing MMORPGs that he had played before, basking in the fantasies his imagination conjured up, and another thing for your fantasies to actually bite you in reality.

The fact of the matter is, he was stuck as woman, and currently, had no idea how to get back to his real body. Or whether his real body was still intact.

It was a windy day, overcast with dark clouds that threatened a downpour. By the way the clouds were formed, he wondered whether the place he’d wondered had always been this way. The Sorceress that was Akira’s avatar, Worldμ, clasped her hands to breath on them and rubbed them furiously together. Maybe it was not such a good idea to wander as a Level 1 character with little to no clothing… She looked down on her garments and made a note to visit the tailor once she was done with grinding monsters.

“This doesn’t seem to be the Savill Grove that the guide told me about. Have I wandered too far?”

Akira had no idea how far he had been walking. He often shifted his hands between an embrace around him, and making sure that his two starter pistols were in the place where they were supposed to be. He had easily taken care of some of the creatures that had spawned back on the lush fields of green. A few boars, a couple of rabbits and some really cute slimes.

So far, nothing the newbie gunslinging sorceress could handle.

Akira could only deduct his avatar had entered a new area, with new monsters and everything. The loot he’d gathered so far was okay, but not enough to get him started. Worldμ would need more than this to survive.

The silhouette of a giant form of architecture soon came into view. It was castle, the archetype often seen in medieval types around europe. But there was more than just a castle in front of her. The sight of lurking monsters made her stomach sink. There weren’t many but they all looked menacing. They all had HP/MP bars above them, and the name of the monsters dyed in different colors. Just looking at the colors,

Akira knew World, at her current state, was no match for them. So she took a step back, and froze,

A Lesser Soil Golem turned around, it’s movements rather stoic and mechanical. It slowly approached Akira, with each step, a hammer upon the ground. There was no choice but to fight.

“Okay, first calm down. This thing looks like it has a lot of raw power and defenses. Fighting head on is a dead end.” Worldμ said outloud. Talking to himself always made Akira quite comfortable.

She took out two of her guns from their holsters, raising them in retaliation to the looming, dominating figure coming over, backing away as it shadow neared.

But what she saw in the corner of her eye, made her jaws drop, and chuckle sarcastically.

“God help me.”

Two or three more of the same kind had taken notice of her, and advanced to her direction. She opened the gun on her left hand, and briefly closed her eyes, putting the other gun back.

Icicle Impale

She took a handfull of bullets, and they became surrounded by a blue glow for just a few seconds. A small wisp of mist rose to disappear in the air, and the bullets had become blue and pale, as if they were made of ice.

World placed two enchanted bullets in each pistol. When she looked up, the first Golem had caught up to her and was about to attack, a arm raised into the air. The sorceress pointed both pistol, and shot them at the Lesser Soil Golem. Two streams of blue light made contact with its earthly body, and it growled. The areas where she had shot, slowly spread a thin layer of ice.

It brought down a pounding to the ground, and though it had been slowed down, Worldμ hadn’t had ample time to fully dodge the attack. She was flung down the ground, her HP bar slowly but steadily decreasing to lower levels.

“Damn it! Money isn’t worth this…” She cursed while trying to get up, however, Akira sensed his Avatar’s body was somewhat heavier to use now. The golem was a bit slower than before, so Akira made his Avatar run as fast as she could opposite to the direction she was going.

The Lesser Golems were persistent, however.

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Notes

So his what my new skin looks like! Yay for encoding and art design, ugh! TAGS: @lyssamanya Weegee

[Weegee]

I GET ALONG WITH THE VOICES INSIDE OF MY HEAD

Had it really been that long since we'd last seen any semblance of humanity? That thought permeated his mind as he wandered out into the world, shaking his head slightly. Those two years had slowly changed him, the loneliness seeping into his very soul, taking away all but one voice, someone who seemed very different from the others he had once known. He stepped off from the safe path, heading towards the area of Windsor Castle. It had been some time since he last fought anything, and now would have been a good as time as any to 'get back into the swing of things'.

With a stretch at the path's edge, he knelt down into a sprinter's stance, before dashing forward, making a bee line towards the Castle far into the distance. As he reached a small copse of trees his legs tensed before pushing his body into the air, letting him do a small flip before landing and leaping once more, this time with more height than the last. The third jump came quickly behind the second landing, propelling him into the tree's limbs, where he grabbed hold and swung himself onto a branch. The new vantage point gave him a good view of the area below, the early reaches of the Castle Grounds where slow monsters roamed. The perfect place to begin retraining, right? A strong gust of wind shook the trees around him as he turned an eye to the sky. Thunder clouds rolled restlessly on a strong current high above, rain falling relentlessly far to the east. His face contorted in a slight smile as a dark voice crawled out of his throat.

"Well Weegee... A perfect day to be out, isn't it?"

His face snapped back to a placid expression as he sighed, ignoring his own words as he leaped into another tree, furthering his progress into the Castle Grounds. As he soared through the air he heard the slamming attack of something large, followed quickly by a voice seemingly in distress. Grabbing hold of a branch to change his direction, Weegee spun around the branch before launching himself high into the air, vaulting over a pair of Soil Golems, thankfully of the Lesser variety... and a female whose health was steadily falling. But, the thing was, even for most classes, a single hit shouldn't have done that much damage... unless she was a low level.

He landed just a short distance from the Golems, turning on his heel before throwing his body towards the Golem as it began to move in chase.

"Hey! I know this is a really, really bad time to ask this..."

His voice, clear and monotone rang out as his fist collided with the first Golem's body, breaking off a small chunk of soil and scattering it to the wind.

"... but do you know how the hell I can activate my skills? I kind of forgot."

He kept his eyes on the Golems, drawing aggro by his punch and proximity. A sudden reminder of days long past flooded his mind, as he remembered when he used to come and scan every creature he could for information. He scoffed as he rolled to dodge the monster's slamming fists as the second Golem lumbered into range. Without a second thought Weegee flipped backwards, landing on the first Golem's arm and quickly hopping onto its head with a smirk. His voice leaked out once more, though this time dripping with some dark emotion.

"Heh, come on you lumbering buffoons. This can't be the best you've got."

He gave a cackle as a violent wind stirred the Grounds, wildly tossing his white trench coat, hair and twin fox tails in its wake.

Word Count: 619| Green= Weegee, Cyan= Zeek
Notes: Hope this works for a post, pretty much all I could really come up with at the time.

by requiem of <remoor>

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Words: Over nine thooouuusaaand!! Assuming 726 is over nine thousand...
Total: <3 Assuming 726 is less than three...
Tags: Worldμ Weegee
Note: Tacos. *John Cena theme plays*

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The wind blew through the field of Windsor, the massive castle standing before the beautiful, handsome, dashing, insanely good looking Enchanter. Mmm... Just look at that ass... The clear beads of sweat glistening in the piercing sunlight as they rolled down the smooth, perfect skin of the spell caster on this hot afternoon, drenching his white starter robes, the cloth sticking to his skin... Wait, huh? Oh, right, big stone statue, or... whatever... The narrator clears his throat before continuing to recant the story of that gorgeous Enchanter... Lyssamanya stood there, staring in awe at the giant stone structure, his jaw dropped as he spoke. "Whoa..." There was only one thought any sane man could have. "I wonder how many tacos I could fit in this thing!" Oh wait, did I forget to mention? Lyssamanya is no sane man. "I bet if I blew this thing up, dust and books would fly everywhere!" "How much stone could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck would chuck wood? ... Probably not very much." "Oh, shit! Did I leave the stove on?!" You don't own a stove, you beguilingly beautiful man. "Oh yeah, that's right... Still though..." The Enchanter- "Can you quit calling me an Enchanter?" But... That's your class... "Well I mean yeah, but so is Scribe and Scholar." Very well then... The Scribe- "Actually on second though, I don't like the sound of that one either." Would you just- Ugh, fine! The Scholar- "ACTUALLYYY!!!!" Oh god dammit, what now?! "I would prefer if you called me Lyssamanya, Dark Lord of All!" You cannot be serious... "Come on, it'll be fun! I'll let you lick the spoon!" I have no idea what you mean, but if it will get you to shut up for about five seconds then fine! "Yaaay! I love you, Narrator-kun!" ... "Eh-hem... I love you, Narrator-kun...!" I sigh before muttering under my breath. I love you too, Lyssamanya... "Lyssamanya...?" The Dark Lord of All trailed off, signaling for the narrator to finish the sentence, which I already had in a way.

Where was I exactly? This seems to be happening a lot tonight. "'Tonight?' It's only about one in the afternoon!" Yes, but it's one in the morning when I am writing this. "Don't you have work in seven hours?" Yes, but shut up! We're already pushing the limit of what the staff will allow for your insanity. "Fine, fine, whatever Mr. Voice In My Head." I am a voice in your head... "Fine, fine, whatever Mr. Voice In My Head." Let's just get this damn moment over with! God! Lyssamanya, Dark Lord of All, walked slowly to the stone brick wall of the castle. "I can't imagine how long it took them to build this... Probably at least... Three devs!" Anyone eavesdropping on Lyssamanya, Dark Lord of All, would have likely presumed he originally was referring to the construction by the People of The Land. "Silly voices, People of The Land aren't real!" You've literally met at least five of them... "And have you ever seen a Person of The Land bleed and die?" Yes! I have! You have! "Nah, those were just illusions! Don't you know all magic is just smoke and mirrors?" This coming from a goddamn spell caster... "Exactly!"

Off in the distance, Lyssamanya, Dark Lord of All, spotted a group of golems chasing after a duo of Adventurers. Lyssamanya, Dark Lord of All, had his attention taken by the sight. "This is terrible! We've gotta go help them!" He drew his sword and ran to the group, preparing to cast a spell. "Nightmare Sphere!" A purple orb of magic spawned in his hand, which he then tossed at his targets, expanding as it hit the ground, slowing those caught in the sphere. Finding themselves slowed down significantly, the golems had plenty of time to catch up to the two Adventurers that had been debuffed. Wait, you debuffed the Adventurers?! Why didn't you debuff the golems?! "Are you kidding?! I might chip a nail!" You've never cared about that before... "Well suddenly I feel like caring about that! Besides, I'm bored! And this is a lot of fun!" You're going to get yourself killed, I swear... "At least we'll always have each other~" That's a worst case scenario in my eyes... "You don't have any eyes!" That's not the point!

[Worldμ]

Was it a mistake to think this was still a game?

In Akira's state of mind, it felt like he was in a very realistic dream. A surreal series of events caused by his excessive gaming. However, the sensation of knowing you're about to die was different than he had imagined. He was still running as fast as his frail female avatar could handle. Luckily, Worldμ's dimension were very different from his own body, if you removed 90 lbs off. Akira expected to suffer from a certain level of dysfunction, but he felt better than ever in Worldμ's body. His heart was pounding like crazy, and gasping for breath. Yet, he didn't feel the usual emotional turmoil. Akira could only feel confident and determination.

The will to survive.

The earthen constructs were slowly, but steadily catching up. The woods made it very hard for them to walk a straight path, but it was hard for Worldμ as well.

The sorceress stopped running once she hid behind the bark of a tree. He couldn't stop breathing and gasping for breath. The enchanted bullets with Icicle Impale would soon lose their magic, so he placed more crystallized bullets on her pistol's cartridge and locked them.

Breath in... Akira reminded himself. Just like before, we'll keep our distance, outside from their attack range, and witle down their HP.

He counted to three before turning around, with both guns ready to fire. There was something on one of the golems, which prevented Worldμ from releasing fire. It looked like another character, a player capable of actually fighting the robust creatures with his bare fists.

"Hey! I know this is a really, really bad time to ask this..." He was a boy, probably older. "... but do you know how the hell I can activate my skills? I kind of forgot."

The question was something she had explored at the very beginning. Akira had only discovered this by accident. Not that he was lazy for not wanting to go through interacting with the menu, but it was something driven by instinct.

"You have to manually perform the move. Might be somewhat hard for you to do since you're probably a physical class." She said this as a matter of fact, combining observation and the fact that he had no weapon. "Are you a Monk?"

It was only after she asked that she smiled. Conversation was not something she should be doing right now. Akira still thought fighting them head on was a battle destined for defeat. Specially, the way he was pummeling at the monster. It wouldn't take long before the other Golems would join the fray. The sorceress took careful aim at two Golems coming from behind the new arrival, and had their arms raised for an attack Akira was none too familiar. She took note of each of their independent HP's, slightly cringing at the fact that her enchanted attack hadn't even done considerable damage, and only slowed them down.

Two bullets flew past the Golem and the Player, to damage two other earthen structures that came in the sight. Icicle Impact made sure that these rock-for-brains' attack speed slowed down. In total, they were face to face with 5 Lesser Golems. He had made contact with another Golem, who had come to join the fray, dodging a hammering by a hair's breath. The Monk nimbly jumped back unto the Golem that had damaged her. He had a more sinister look that Akira caught on briefly, and though barely audible, his next words were seething with blood-lust. His fox ears and tails made his appearance all the more sinister.

Is this still a game? Akira thought to himself. Wonder what would happen if we died...

"Can you keep jumping in between the Golems? I have a plan!" She quickly grabbed some bullets with a free hand, holstering one of her guns.

"This..."Worldμ placed a hand over the bullets and her hand started to glow red. "Is how you use a skill."

Inferno Strike

"Time your jumps with my attacks. Please, as soon as you see red bullets flying your way, jump out to the nearest golem. Keep the ones I haven't attacked from getting close."

When he removed his hands, the normal lead bullets had become enchanted with a calm, burning blaze that made them burn bright. She placed two bullets on her pistols and aimed them at the Golem where the Monk devilishly rode. Then, purple erupted and clouded her view. There was a sudden weight in her body, as if encased by heavy armor. This could only be caused by the effect of a skill, but where had it come from?

Struggling to move, she slowly, but forcibly moved her head side to side to catch a glimpse of the monster that used the skill. And then he saw another player standing not too far from them, though in an attempt to escape the skill taking effect, and an assumption that that player had used the skill, Worldμ shot both enchanted bullets at the player.

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Notes

I hope things don't go out of controlno I kid, let's go wild! TAGS: @lyssamanya Weegee

[Weegee]

I GET ALONG WITH THE VOICES INSIDE OF MY HEAD

Manually perform the move? Huh, that made a lot more sense now. His mind quickly flashed back to an earlier time, before he had ventured too far into the woods. The voice of the other Player caught his attention once more followed closely behind by a pair of shots from the female avatar.



"Yeah, I'm of the Monk class... Right. Chose this class for all the jump-based attacks it could do."



He gave a dry chuckle as his voice seeped back into the monotone from before. Luigi needed to stay in control, not Zeek for now. Who knew what exactly would have happened if he let that guy take full control again. At this point though, he remembered how to activate his favored stance, Nighthawk. While he listened to the other Player give a strategy, Weegee poised himself atop the Golem, taking a pose similar to something seen in yoga classes before taking back to the air, this time his body being propelled in use of a skill as a strange attack fell upon the other Player. From his height advantage Weegee could see the attacker, which seemed to be another player, but he couldn't change the target of his current attack.



"Wyvern Kick."



His body came crashing down onto the Golem closest to the female avatar, his leather boot slamming into its chest. Weegee used the impact to vault backwards as the Golem toppled backwards slightly. His own HP had suffered a slight amount of damage from the height of his fall, considering he had easily reached a height of ten meters. However, even despite the Golem's resistance to physical attacks, Weegee was on the winning end of the damage scale here.



There was a slight amount of distance between himself and the Golems, and with that newest attack had sealed the aggro of the entire group to himself. He gave a quick glance to his impromptu comrade before he spoke, returning his gaze to the Golems that began encircling him.



"Are you alright? Think you can handle the new foe while I deal with these? Going to be a tight battle, considering these things are close to my own level, in fact, I wouldn't doubt one of them is around level 15. Besides..."



His voice slowly shifted before he gave a dark chuckle, his body tensed and a dark grey shimmer flowed over his body before settling into a metallic sheen as lightning struck overhead. The combination of Nighthawk and Iron Rhino would give no defensive bonus, however...



"I don't need to take a hit if I kill them all quickly."

Word Count: #| Green= Weegee, Cyan= Zeek

by requiem of <remoor>

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Words: 815
Total: 1541
Tags: Weegee Worldμ

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Well shit, these guys know how to fight! I think... "I overheard that one of them doesn't know how to activate skills. Plus, based on the other one's character information..." Lyssamanya, Dark Lord of All, accessed the player interface to browse the character sheet of the one using guns. "Yeah, this guy's level one!" Need I remind you that you yourself are level one? "Nyenehnenenehneh!" Don't mock me! "Well excuuuse me, princess!" This is getting annoying... "Really? It's only just now getting annoying? I figured you would be fed up with me a long time-" Lyssamanya recoiled as he was impacted by an attack from the level one Sorcerer. He stood there nonchalantly, reaching down and touching the wound. "This is a problem..." He said as he looked at the blood on his- "NARRATOR-KUN I SAID THIS IS A GODDAMN PROBLEM!!" Yeah, I know it is! You had to be an idiot and go attack the two Adventurers. You're a support class for crying out loud! They both outnumber you and outmatch you! "THIS!" Stop complaining! "IS!" You finally get some repercussion for your actions and you cry like a baby! "A!" Just give up and teleport back to Londinium already! "PROBLEM!! Also on a side note, am I the only one of us who thinks it's weird that Google Chrome considers 'teleport' to be an incorrect word?" Chrome is stupid sometimes. But just run from the fight already! "THE FIGHT ISN'T THE ISSUE!!" Then what is?! "Look at me! They shot me with a flaming bullet! TWO flaming bullets!!" Yeah, that's why I keep telling you to run aw- "I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!" Run... Away... "No I mean..." You mean what?! What on earth do you mean, Lyssamanya?! "Do I... Do I sing 'Girl On Fire' by Alicia Keys, or do I sing 'Shot Through The Heart' by Bon Jovi?!" ... What...? "This is a serious problem, Narrator-kun!" Of all the people I had to be stuck with... "Oh wait!" Lyssamanya snapped his fingers in revelation. "Wait, I've got it!" Don't you da- Against Narrator-kun's demands, Lyssamanya began to sing and dance, pointing at the shooter with a wide smile on his face. "I'm burnin' I'm burnin' I'm burnin' for you!" He began to mimic guitar noises as he danced. "Bwanao nyao, na-nya na-na-nyao! I'm burnin' I'm burnin' I'm burnin' for you!" He finished singing and smiled at the Adventurers with excitement on his face, receiving little more than awkward silence. ":D ... ... ... B-Burning For You, by Blue Öyster Cult? Amazing song from 1981? Was in their album Fire of Unknown Origin? No? Forget it, you scrubs had to be there." You yourself weren't there. "Yeah but they don't know that."

"Whatever, screw this. I'm bored again!" With that, Lyssamanya lifted his sword and pointed his open hand at one of the golems. He spoke in a deeper accent, trying to impersonate the protagonist of a certain card game anime abridged series. "Mind Crush!!" All of those involved in the fight stared in awe as... Nothing happened... "... ... ... Oh, right... Have to use the stupid REAL NAME of the spell..." Lyssamanya cleared his throat. "MIND CRUSH!!" He then quickly whispered under his breath, "_{Mind Shock...}" A small orb of magic was launched his hand, impacting with a golem. As it impacted the beast, which Lyssamanya for some reason thought had a striking resemblance to Donald Trump, the orb dealt minor damage to the monk and the other golems. He shouted out to the monk, "Sorry! Not sorry! But I really am I'm just tumblr trash..." All caught within the spell's area of effect found themselves disoriented, their left and right controls swapped. "You get used to it! Eventually! Maybe! I dunno... Hey Narrator-kun, how come Chrome considers 'dunno,' to be a real word, yet it doesn't accept 'teleport?'" Probably because Chrome's dictionary is very stupid at times and because English is the dumbest language on Ea- "Oh hold that thought buddy." As the Monk was trying to get his footing back, a golem raised his arms over its head, ready to slam the fighter into the ground. Lyssamanya extended the index and middle fingers of his left hand to resemble the shape of a gun. "LLLLLET'S GET READYYY TOOO RRRRRUUUUUMMMMMB- Waaaiiit... That's copyrighted, isn't it?" Something like that... "Oh well. Whatevs, right? Inversion!" A white beam of light was shot from Lyssamanya's extended fingers, hitting the golem before it could hit the Monk. Immediately the creature was spun around one hundred eighty degrees, causing it to slam against the dirt. Lyssamanya sheathed his sword, running to the Monk as he stumbled all over the place. He grabbed the Monk's shoulders and stared into his eyes. "ARE YOU PRIVATE RYAN?!" Lyssamanya slapped the man before he could get an answer. "I HATED YOUR MOVIE!! TOP GUN WAS WAY BETTER!!"