By the time they turned in their last quest, the sun had fully set. The streets glowed with soft, yellow light. Quill nudged Jane’s arm as they walked. “See that?” He nodded towards an unlit alley. A figure slouched against the wall in the darkness, eyes watching them go by. “Think they introduced thief NPCs …
Jane had shared her quest with him once they’d become a party and so now the pair of them were headed towards their delivery destination, threading their way through the streets. Everywhere you looked, people were still in disarray and things hadn’t gotten any better. Some players walked around in a daze, others wept in …
Entering the large, busy plaza where people were choosing factions turned out to be a little intimidating. Also, seeing how many people had managed to scrounge up some kind of clothing, she felt a little too sexy in nothing but a little apron that didn’t really cover much. Quill, this random guy who’d been kind …
Quill shook his head. Two of the classes, both Alliance, were unfinished. That might mean the classes themselves were unfinished. Which sucked because paladin was the one he resonated with the most. The idea of protecting others really appealed to him more than dealing a lot of damage. But who would chance their life on …
Stunned and somewhat dejected by the awful turn of events, Quill just sat quietly in his seat, mind mulling things over, while the players around him shouted and cried, fought and swore. Eventually, most people drifted out of the stadium and into the city. As the crowd thinned, Quill eventually stood. He looked around, then …
Jane sat in place, staggered by the opening speech. In a daze, she looked around at the crowd, many of who were now standing, fearfully shouting at each other, many frantically going through the game menu, trying to log out, to no avail. Belatedly, she covered her breasts with one arm. Many girls were trying …
Brown grinned and laughed. “That’s right, fuck you. Fuck all of you. You profit-killing, reputation-destroying, selfish pieces of human garbage.” Quill was so shocked that he stood up. What the hell was going on? Surely this wasn’t the world’s sickest joke? Duarte spread his hands wide, a greasy smile spreading over his lips. “This is …
Like a little kid, Quill was on the edge of his seat for days, waiting for his full-dive machine to arrive. When it did, he brought it into his apartment and tore the box open with enthusiasm entirely unconnected to his age. Bringing the delicate equipment out and setting it up, he finally began to …
Shocked and hurting, she’d stumbled from her parents’ house, crawled back home and spent a week laying in bed, sobbing and distraught, thinking her life was over. She’d hated her parents, hated herself, hated her decision to get breast implants, hated the world. The only thing that had pulled her out of that darkness had …
Jane sat at her bedroom desk, twitching with a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Her slender finger rested on the mouse and the cursor hovered over the submit button but did not click it. Her pulse raced and she could almost feel her heart pounding in her chest. Her voice was tense as she spoke …