<div class="floatright">(http://img10.deviantart.net/674c/i/2012/284/4/5/gamer_girl_by_ryuulavitz-d5hjpvn.jpg)</div>It wasn't everyday that she wanted to strangle her friends for getting her into situations like this, but they were always doing something to make her life....interesting, for lack of a better word.  Still, at least this latest misadventure wasn't anything like the last one that had ended with her, Margaret, and her now ex boyfriend getting chased out of that senior graduation party while they were still juniors.  There were plenty of incidents that had happened since that made Lizzie as she was known to many, wonder why she was still friends with Margaret, but this wasn't one of those times.  Sure, she wasn't a gamer like her and her other friend, Jessica, but Elizabeth knew her way around a controller to at least be comfortable around them whenever they were on a new high end game like MotHO as they were now.  So while she hadn't intended to spend her afternoon, spread out on a pretty comfortable VR lounger with a ridiculous VR helmet on her face, she didn't protest too much since despite herself, Elizabeth had been intensely curious about it all herself.  Of course she hadn't been about to admit that to Margaret or Jessica, wherever she was in that moment as she became aware of her new, immediate surroundings.  Blinking her eyes in stupefied surprise, she couldn't believe what was happening as she rapidly jerked her head to the right and left, utterly floored by the fact they were essentially inside a video game.<br/><br/>"Holy shit."  She murmured, her gray green eyes almost as wide as dinner plates as Elizabeth turned in place, taking in the field of wildflowers and the forest covered mountains around her.  The mansion she hardly noticed as she saw Margaret, or rather her avatar, stepped up next to her and directed her gaze in that direction.  Shielding her eyes with a hand resting on her forehead, Elizabeth nodded and let it drop as she turned to face her friend.  It was here that she let her gaze wander from top to bottom over Margaret's slightly altered form and figure.  Oh she certainly looked human and all that, she was just a more....there version of herself, or rather, a mental projection of her digital self if one wanted to apply a more Matrix related term to what was in front of her.  "Residual self imaging.  Damn, never thought that was actually a thing until I saw it for myself."  Elizabeth stated in open amazement before she shook her head and remembered what they were supposed to be doing.  She was probably just as similarly 'altered' anyway, or rather projecting her mental image that was buried deep in her subconscious, which made Elizabeth hurriedly say lest Margaret think her weirder than usual, "But yeah, sounds like a plan Marge.  You don't have to change characters for my sake though, but traveling together, I can get behind that, at least for a few hours until our time is up I mean."  Elizabeth was quick to say, using her friend's nickname rather than her full one only because it was just how she always referred to Margaret.<br/><br/>She knew enough about MotHO to be familiar with what she could expect from the world at large.  Despite not being a gamer, she had read a lot of fantasy and sci-fi growing up a single child in your average home.  It'd been depressingly boring, but while she'd been a shut in for most of it, far more comfortable with her books and drawings than with people, Margaret and Jessica were two of the best friends a girl could ask for.  Granted, again, they, or rather Margaret really, got her into more trouble than she'd have liked, but her heart had always been in the right place and Elizabeth had always found it within herself to forgive and forget once the excitement had run its course.  But to get back on track, MotHO was your typical D&D inspired world, where monsters ran rampant in the wilds and old ruins around the world, and magic was thick in the air in all of its wondrous, and sometimes terrifying, variations.  Where elves, dwarves, halflings, and more were as common as humans were back home, but they were old standbys in most fictional literature of the same ilk.  Despite not having planned to be in a VR lounger that day, celebrating another year of college done and behind her, Elizabeth had other ideas in store for her character now that they were here.  As such, she was looking at the character creation mansion as Margaret called it, with more than a passing, reluctant interest as had been the case when they had nearly passed by the VR cafe in the first place.  "In for a penny, in for a pound as they say.  Lead the way then Marge, and let's see where this takes us."