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• • Roleplaying and We

  • Originally posted by Ataaka
    

    I was slightly dazed and confused when I found myself in a alley with a dead-end to my back. I dared not to move or let my breathing disturb the soft sound of ooze dripping from the walls. The stench was horrid. It was the odor left behind when maggots had devoured flesh.

    My hands were beginning to sweat. I could hear my heart beat as I slowly descended into the darkness ahead. The grit beneath my feet sounded like I was walking on small granules of stone. Something was ahead of me, I could feel it. As I moved down the middle of this narrow alley, the darkness began to swallow where I had been and continued thru where I was heading.

    What am I doing?, I asked myself. Why is it so important to travel this god forsaken place. Fear had crossed my mind, if not for a moment, but it was rapidly replaced by curiousity. My mind began to wander...Perhaps this is a dream...Maybe this is that world I had longed to traverse.

    You see, I have always wanted to wake up like this...In some foreign land with nothing more than my senses. I wanted a place that I could start with nothing and make something of myself. I wanted a world that I could have control over what I ate, where I slept, and whom I fellowed with...Yes, this is that place!

    But...Where are the taverns and barmaids? Where are the weary travellers, mysterious denizens, and lofty towers? WHERE ARE YOU!?, I thought aloud.

    A small light appeared at the very end on the alley. I smiled. I knew this was that place. I knew this was the door leading to that place. I knew it all along. As I touched the light, I could feel coldness...it was not what I expected, but there was no turning back. I touched it again...and again..and again. With each touch, it became warmer.

    In the light was a door. I could not see what kind of door, but it was...a door. I found the metal handle. It was smooth, crafted to the highest quality , but it too was cold. I pulled the lever with my fingers,  a soft click was heard. Followed by the soft click, I could hear the sound of a wheel spinning, a cog clicking and finally, the sound of two metals sliding against one another.

    I lifted my hand from the handle and braced myself for the worse. The door opened slightly to reveal a small child. I looked at the child. The child looked at me. As I began to speak, the child yelled...

    HEY MISTER, GOT ANY SPARE GOLD?!?

     you are so...far from realism...maybe in the game you will be strong or you can do everything you want to do including killing..however, that just is a place which you could abreact in.  don't get in games too much...

  • Posted: 4/25/08 10:10 PM
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