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[Light]

Ether only

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[Mystic Online]: a massive MMO that became popular five years ago in 2230. Players used initially used a PC to play the game, until it evolved into a head gear system called [Nova Sphere].

Now though, for the fifth head anniversary, players were required to log in through their PC. This led to multiple players being teleported to the world of [Mystic Online]. At first, it wasn't such a bad thing, not until people realized no one was going to get them out. That led to several players forming [Dark Guilds] that partook in PKing and other criminal acts that would be outlawed in the real world. There was no martial system other than the guilds themselves, and to trust them wasn't a good idea at times...

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A small girl with gray hair gazed at the world tree with dull interest. "What a drag." She sighs, turning away from it. Five days they've been stuck in the game. For fve days she had lived on food and drinks that tasted like soggy crackers and water--it didn't matter what you bought, cause all the food tasted the same here.

Her dark blue eyes narrow at the wet side walk of the capital city of the area. Criminal activity had risen without the guidance of admins. Guilds were hogging the hunting grounds and claiming taxes from other players as well--the a**holes. She was from the [cat] species and had a set of ears and a tail that matched her hair color. They helped with her stealth and balance stats pretty well, but were troublesome because of cat lovers and freaks.

[Етеяиiту]

(/cough eter?)

A male with black hair and a long black cloak walked around and looked at the food selections, he hadn't really cared what they tasted like. He could picture it, its what it looked like that mattered. He had a sword strapped to his back, one of the only double edged in the game, he didn't have ears, considering he was part of the mage/sorcerer species. He hadn't really liked being stuck there but now considering he was an only child with workaholic parents, he wondered if he had even been noticed starving in his bed by now. He looked up to the starry sky then shrugged and looked over the selections again.

He wasn't a part of any guild, well he had been a couple of times but both had been killed or disbanded, he was one of the front-line rouges, one of the people who was already breaking through levels nobody else had yet and someone who was just a little too good at this game, he didn't take it even remotely seriously though, he could careless if he died here or in the real world, he would still die lonely.

[Light]

( NAO. You Ether xD everyone else calls you Eter. Your mah Ether. )

Pulling her hood up over her head, she scurries across the street and walks up to an armor repair stand. Flicking her wrist she pulls up her menu and looks over her budget... For a [Cat/Pirate] she was poor. Must have been the boots she bargained for a few days ago. They female hated guilds, and despised having to take care of others when it was hard enough watching her own back.

She had left a little sister and an aunt at home when she was teleported into the game. They might be panicking about where she is... But she didn't give that much thought. She had the personality to match her character--a moody, do what I want cat.

[Етеяиiту]

( okie i your ether)

Seeing the girl he munched on bread and looked over her shoulder, "the gulars boots suck by the way" he said pointing to it on her menu as he nommed on the bread.

[Light]

She opens her mouth a bit before snapping it shut. Her tail bristles and she swipes her fingers across the screen, closing the menu. "They do not," she hisses, "Especially if you have a high enough item enchantment level."

[Етеяиiту]

He rolled his eyes "no because their durability goes down the higher rank they become" he said still taking nibbles on his bread.

[Light]

"Durability-durashmillity!" She turns back around towards the poor NPC and selcts [yes] for the repair all function. "They look pretty with my red cloak."

[Етеяиiту]

He rolled his eyes "youll regret it" he said his dazzling blue eyes watching her fingers move, his bread almost gone he pouted and went to items and got another piece of bread, it pixilated into his hand after her had finished the other bread.

[Light]

"I don't regret things." She turns back to him and flicks her ears to the sides, annoyed. "I push them off on other people and find something else to play with."

[Етеяиiту]

He lifted her hood to see the ears "ha i knew it!" He said but then just continued on his bread and looked around as if he had become completely disinterested in her.

[Light]

"You soggy bread eating weirdo!" she howls stomping her feet, "you're not listening to me are you?!"

[Етеяиiту]

He turned back to her "huh? What was that?" He asked tilting his head.

[Light]

"First you insult my boots, and now your now you're not man enough to take responsibility for making fun of me!" She shouts exasperatedly while throwing her arms up in the air before letting them fall back to her sides. "Players these days--they're either ten year olds or arrogant meaners,"

[Етеяиiту]

He chuckled "no i was just wondering what you wanted ti eat"

[Light]

"Eat?" She asks in a incredulous voice, "that crap? It all tastes the same."

[Етеяиiту]

"What! No!" He protested "the juicy steaks and crispy bread, cant you taste it?" He asked.

[Light]

"You're crazy." she crosses her arms and stares at him blankly. "No--I can't, and you must be imagining things."

[Етеяиiту]

He chuckled "maybe thats all you need, a little imagination" he said with a smile.

[Light]

"Overrated." she huffs, "We're trapped here, and you're telling me I need imagination? What I need is a /log out button/,"

[Етеяиiту]

He shrugged "this is better than reality to me" he said.