<div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#000000; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><div style="background-color:#090909; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><a class="postlink" href="https://i.ibb.co/DfxZJSP/Jack-Ripper.png">[ img ]</a></div></div></div><br/><table width="100%"><tr><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-right:10px;"><div style="background-color:#800040; border:1px solid black; margin:10px 10px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px;"><span style="color: #800040">&lt; Mew &gt;</span></div><br/><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">Alicia watched him closely as he would put his weapon down against the desk and even take off his armored gauntlets. He was making a good show of not being an enemy, but at the same time she also wondered why they even trusted herself. Grey even went out of his way to say that he meant no harm and that it had been an act because they were low on money. Well, that seemed truthful enough, but it was rather interesting to hear the name of Grey Boldarin, even though she could see the name above his head and level. Probably why he didn't introduce himself should he have assumed she was a player at some point before ending up here. <br/><br/>To Alicia this was all too real to be some sort of virtual reality, let alone a 4D game as she could feel every bit of pain, idleness and pleasure. <span style="color: #BF80FF">"Pleasure to meet you as well,"</span> the game creator would say with a quieter tone than before, less hostile, as she'd sheath her weapons. Hopping off the end of the bed, she would stand there as the male began his origin story. Telling her how not only was the man actually a woman in her past life, but also a college student. It seemed she had no idea how she died, while Alicia had pretty much a general idea how they had died, since they saw their own death coming in the form of exhaustion.<br/><br/>It was rather interesting to say the least that they were one of the alpha testers for his game, and they had been writing a column about it? That was rad, though not that they cared very much now that it would never have a full release unless his publisher takes the game into their own hands. Though to do that they'd have to get his computer and he doubted his mother would let any corporation take anything from them, since she'd inherit everything he had if he wasn't married by the time of death. His father would probably wipe the computer so there was no problem with that either. So not only would the server be gone by now, but also the playability since he hadn't implemented single player yet.<br/><br/>As they brought up the idea of other gamers, she didn't quite think that there would be any other ones unless they had died as well. Out of all of them, it was fair enough to say at least there was one other than himself, and that was Grey. So Alicia wasn't really going to comment on that. If Grey believed this was a game, then by all means, Alicia would oblige until there was something else for her to do. <br/><br/>Alicia watched as a cup of water was held out to her to drink. It looked and smelled of fresh water, maybe from a creak or something. She didn't really like the taste of water in this reality due to the fact that it wasn't completely clean. Pursing her lips, she would take the cup into both of her hands and tilt her head to the side slightly; watching him drink his water before drinking her own. <br/><span style="color: #000000">_</span></span></td><td style="vertical-align: top; width:50%; padding-left:10px;"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;"><br/><span style="color: #BF80FF">"My name was Lee Tano, I was twenty two. I am the creator of Kingdoms of Ecaeris,"</span> Alicia would blurt out as she took another sip of the water. Both pinkies raised as she was doing so, her big eyes staring at the water within the cup as she drank from it. <span style="color: #BF80FF">"I also just happen to die of exhaustion and woke up here as a level one with three admin grade item."</span> She'd yawn slightly, which generally explained why she was such a high level, considering the original Alicia Tano was only a level one and was used as a testing character. <span style="color: #BF80FF">"Now I have no penis which depresses me,"</span> she pointed out as she took the cloak off and placed it on the bed. <br/><br/>Dressed in her typical black padded leather armor, which generally looked more so like regular clothing other than the armored accessories which stood out. Her short silver hair complimented her glowing green eyes which had a heavily mischievous vibe pulsing from them. Taking what looked like a long yew bow off her back and the sheathed daggers off her hip, she would place them on the bed on top of the cloak. He'd probably notice the fact that she was carrying no arrows for the bow. The reason why she wasn't was because it was a magical item and used mana as its ammunition.<br/><br/>As he referred to themselves as non-social individuals, Alicia arched a brow as if they were going to object to the idea of referring to themselves as non-socials. Though at the same time, didn't really say anything on that subject. He wanted to team up? Alicia had no problem teaming up with Grey, he'd likely take all the attention due to how good he looked compared to how small she was. There was a heavy contrast between what they were, considering she was one of the weakest races in the game, while he on the other hand was physically more powerful. <br/><br/><span style="color: #BF80FF">"Sounds like fun,"</span> Alicia would say with a wide ear to ear grin across her lips, taking his hand and lightly shaking it, as she accepted the proposal. While they had no real idea what was going to happen later on down the road, at least there was someone who was relatable. Being in a room where no one was similar would make things hell of a more difficult. Especially should they want to talk about their previous life and not be put into an insane asylum or a ward. <br/></span></td></tr></table></div></div></div>