Of Games and Dreams
A New World
Please keep in mind this is not the short storie. When reading this please read them as they are, notes. As I recall things from my dreams I will just put words on paper to help me recall everything. As I get more stuff written down, I will get started with the short stories. I have a friend who will be doing art with it as well. So if you want to write a short story from your character’s point of view please do! I would love to see your thoughts and words. Just keep in mind you are writing from /your/ thoughts and feelings. Not the character. The character is just a skin, you are the person trapped inside.
Comic Idea Layout: http://jenny-jen.deviantart.com/art/9U-To-Drive-Us-pt-1-3-158633579
“The first draft of anything is shit.”
Oni took a moment, it felt odd...new. Unlike any game with the Oculus Rift she had felt before. Everything seemed real, felt real. It made her smile, if this was even a fraction what was to come in the next few weeks….she was ready. The girl looked at herself in the mirror, going over the different races and classes that would be offered. Playing around with the character creation beta that had been given to everyone that reserved a copy of the newest MMO RPG to hit the market.
Maybe an elf mage...or a human fighter. Or maybe a tiefling rogue. The choice was hard to make, more so because everyone would be limited to one character upon game release. Sure more character slots would be unlocked as the game grew older. But the group that was making the game had made it clear that upon release everyone would only have one character. Even more then that, it seemed they wanted to make sure the races and classes would be well rounded opening day. Rumors said there would be a limited number of slots for everything.
Which made the choice even harder.
Who knew when they would allow for second character to be made.
After a while however, after she got a good look at everything, Oni found herself logging out with a sigh. The time in the upper-right hand corner of her view blinked 12:00am. Midnight. Yes, it was time to log off and get some sleep. Work tomorrow after all. Life did not stop because of a video game.
As she came to reality once more, hands lifted the game set off her face and onto the pillow next to her. With a yawn she rolled over, smiling some to see her husband laying next to her in bed. His OF system still on. There she just seemed to watch for a moment, until he too slowly came back the world of the living. “So?” She asked softly as the set was put to the side.
“Magus,” He blinked turning to look at her with a smile. “Not sure what race though...the Dragonborn sure looked nice.”
“How did I know you would say that.” She leaned in some, kissing the blond haired man softly on the lips. The man happy to return the kiss. Slowly they sat up, breaking away for a moment.
“You know me and dragons.” Those blue eyes of his held the same smirk that was on his lips. “How about you?”
“It’s hard to say…I want to play them all.” The bright eye woman looked at her husband with another smile, the looked over to the nightstand. The letter that sat upon it.
“Though, it will be fun either way. I could not have done it without you…all of you.”
“What do you mean?” Blue eyes followed the eyes of his wife. “Well, it’s your leadership that has lead us this far. I just do the writing.”
“Still...” Guilds, that was another thing. Only the top five guilds of ten categorizes would be allowed “Guild Contracts” as they called them. It just so happened their little guild had made it into the top ten when it came to Roleplaying Guilds. The other nine being Player vs Environment, Player vs Player, World vs World, Social, PvX, Merchant, Crafting, Adult and Raiding. Odd, but it was how they wanted to do it. Besides, like having more than one character, they claimed more “Guild Contracts” would come with time.
Big release, they wanted everything to go smoothly. The first week or so allowing everyone to learn how to explore this new world through the Rift instead of a computer screen. Oni let a shiver of excitement run through her, “I can’t wait to be honest.”
“I know you can’t...” Mike started to laugh, then slowly got up. “Shower and then bed.”
Over the next few weeks the new buzzed with the game known as, “Fall From Heaven.” Gaming communities online chattered with the latest updates. Guilds from active games held meetings what seemed like daily to ready themselves for the leap from one game to another. Hourly, the news channels ticked away another system sold it what looked like to be a record breaking opening for a new game. With nearly 41 million copies sold it had beaten World of Warcraft for most popular MMORPG and was on it’s way to beat Wii Sports for best-selling video game.
But with names like, “Wizard of the Coast,” “Paizo,” “Blizzard,” “Battle Net,” and “Bethesda.” It was hard for the game not to be the talk of the internet. The game’s website was more often down then up because of the flood of people rushing to the forums and market.
Millions had been made already in skins for armor, weapons, outfits, mounts and pets. Boost and dyes. Gold. Hair Kits. And the more people bought, the more the developers put out.
“Kitsune Slayer,” Oni piped up as she bought another few things to add to her account.
“Kitsune Slayer.” She said again turning to look at the people that had gathered around her living room. Friends and guild mates alike who had gathered for the opening night of the game. Pillows and blankets seemed to cover every inch of the floor and sectional. Ox, Chris, Dug, Tony, Sky, Ruby, Lynden, Heather, Sanchez, Phil, Jason...just to name a few faces that sat about. Their head sets ready to go as the news played on the TV. A small count down on the screen. In one hour millions of people across the world would dive into the world of “Fall From Heaven.” While another counter counted the number of copies being sold.
Entertaining more than anything, talking once more buzzed around the room. People talking about the kind of character they wanted to play. History and stories for characters slowly but surely coming to life. Even if the game's lore was little more than a myth itself.
Oni smirked at Mike, who in turn smiled at her. Carefully she stood up and walked over to him, taking a seat in his lap as they turned to watch the news, counting down until the game would start. First with a small Con, a time to get characters made and classes picked. Time to walk around and talk with players around the world until the gates would open into a new world.
Five...Everyone slowly got up and moved to their little spot. Picking a place to lay down and rest. Jitters and excitement seeming to wash over the room. Four…slowly people started to pick up their headsets. Slide them on. Three...a little red light on the headsets flashed to blue. Two…white screens slowly took over the world everyone once knew. One...blue light turned to green and for a moment everything went black. Then the screens came to life, pulling the world into virtual reality.
Into the Game
The room she stood in was white, as white as white could be. Like one of those rooms you would see on the twilight zone. One that seemed to go on forever in all directions. That kind of white room. Then words flashed in front of her face...”Step Forward.”
So she did. “Step Back.” Again she moved like the prompt told her. “Step left...step right. Lift your right arm, lift your left arm.” So on and so forth the prompts went. Calibrating every movement the body could make, or so it seemed that way. After that, a mirror appeared, just like in the Character Creation beta. Her heart jumped into her throat. The first prompt that pulled up was race
Numbers ticking away from each race, counting down the number of slot allowed to play that race. Quickly and without much thought, Oni clicked kitsune. A green arrow and a red X appearing. She clicked the green arrow. No going back now. Next came classes. Same as the race. Numbers ticked down, some classes already grayed out. Slayer. Green arrow….Name.
Fuck, she had forgot about that. She had forgotten to think of a name for this new character. This new persona. Slowly she moved her fingers until the name Eri’oni Asyume was written. An old name, one she always used. But at less everyone in her guild would know her by that name. None of that “Having to get to know you” bullshit. Next came the character creation….this would be fun. Kitsunes came with two forms. First her human self….
Long red hair, blue eyes...pale skin. Her anthropomorphic fox self had the same blue eyes but black fur, not red. That would throw some people off. Oh well. Like always this seemed to take the most time, but Eri made sure everything was just as she wanted herself to be. Tall, but not to tall. The shade of blue in her eyes just right. The slight curve of her nose, down to the scars on her body.
Finally she got to look at her starting armor and weapon. Not to bad, then a small icon in the bottom-right hand corner of her view showed up. With a little tilt of her head, Eri reached up and touched the little symbol. A mini map and the time showed up in one corner, while her name and health showed up in another. On the left side some buttons appeared: Items, Character, Friends… she looked over each in turn. Smiling some when she saw that guild had already been set up, and people one by one started to pop up one by one.
Once more she looked herself over in the mirror, taking in the simple leather armor she wore. And with a small giggle and a smile as wide as one could have. Eri pushed the last green check mark.
When she blinked, Eri found herself in a new room. This time people moved about freely, talking filled the air...and everyone she looked at a name appeared above their head. Tables lined the path, last minute items for sell. Only this time, you could actually look at the items as NPCs...or she thought they were NPCs called out their wear. A few guilds had set up booths already doing their best to get new members out of the millions of people walked about. Looking at themselves and others. She moved slowly down the path. Looking at different people and the choices they made. Orcs, Elves, Humans, Dwarfs, Shifters…never before had she seen such a mix of people. Then she saw him.
She new that name...”Altreigh!”
The Magus blinked a few times, a tall man. He looked human, save for the light purple scales that gently outlined his features. Light brown hair, bright blue eyes. Just like in any game, the man was dressed in fine robes and held a blade bladed sword. The Slayer moved lightly on her feet, making her way through the crowd of people. The two hugging each other tightly, “You look great my dear.”
That accent seemed to just roll off his tongue as he spoke, he sounded just as she thought he would. Well, just as Mike had always portrayed him. The subtle rolling tone of a noble man. Though, she did note that her own tone of voice had changed as well, “As do you my love.”
“Eri?” The two paused for a moment, turning to look. A chuckle leaving them as they saw, ‘Boris.’ The man stood at less seven feet tall, a wall of muscle...a shifter. Ether a Gorebrute or a Beasthide. He looked very much like a bear. “Wearbear don’t care.” He grinned from ear to ear, a heavy Russian accent on his tongue. Behind him stood a tall, stark white, slender man with golden eyes. She knew that names as well.
“Al,” Though she did not know the elven woman standing next to him. Though her name did read ‘Rose’ over her head. The next to show up, was Leeyna...her starting armor red as red could get. Human Warrior. Then a man named Banditc...a rogue who had dyed his armor black. Eri was not sure who he was...but he did show on their guild list.
Skyeraid showed up next...a Tiefling monk, she was with Ruby a cleric who seemed to be human. Though, there was something honestly beautiful about the woman. There was just something about her that stood out, almost like an aura. A human mage by the name of Zion showed up next, a dark look to the man. Of course, he had taken necromancy. With him was a catfolk girl, a witch named, ‘Rubrae.’
A kolbold alchemist named, Qix. One after the other the guild slowly seemed to meet up once more. Soon the group had to find a bigger area, taking over one of the booths near a corner of the room. Now, Eri saw why a lot of guilds and even non guilded were trying to claim booths. It was a way for people to find each other…
Though we did find out something. Small groups of people could become things called ‘Companies.’ No more than 100 people could join a company, but still it was a way for friends to keep close. More so when the bigger guilds were so limited. Eri took some time...set up the ranks in her guild, the permissions. Putting people were they needed to be. She let out a small humm when she looked over the guild limits. 5000 people could join a guild. Another humm then a laugh...that was a lot of people. Then again some of the larger guilds would need it. Right now, they had maybe 700 people, a bit more. But that was because some of their ally guilds had merged with them to get into the game launch. She was not sure how many would stay or leave. Make their own company, try to get their own guilds going. Only time would tell. What mattered right now was making sure the 70 members that were her own, found them.
It did take a while, but soon things would be put in order. A lot of people got turned away, no new members would be taken right now. Not until the guild got settled in. Large screens started to play cut-scenes and previews. Then the top 45 guilds of EU were announced. China was next. Followed by the top guilds from Oceania and Latin America. Finally...the US. The chatter went quiet as the top guilds in each category was listed until the came to the RP guild. Fifth place went to a SWTOR guild, forth to a ESO guild, then third to a Final Fantasy guild, second to a GW2 guild...and finally first place. It felt like everyone was holding their breath as the name “The Freemen” came onto the screen.
There was a loud cry of joy, they would be able to keep their guild, unlock their guild hall. It didn’t matter if they got gold and other prizes. They would get to keep their guild. Then all would fall quite once more. As a voice came over the flat screens. It was time….the game was now starting. In everyone’s field of view, a “PLAY” could not be seen. And with a shaky hand, Eri pressed the button.