Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)
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				Title: <strong>Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>10-08-2011, 05:44:20</strong>
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				"Dude, the Head Director is letting us two work out the bugs and glitches for a week ... maybe more," Jesse Plenos said to his tech partner as he led him into a circular room. In this room were two chairs, each facing each other in the center of the room. A metal tray with the Full Virtual Reality Immersion (FVRI) device on it sat to the left of each chair while on the opposite side, connected to the chairs' arms was an armband. Nothing else was in the room save for the single door that the two technicians came through and a large fan several feet above the floor, supplying the room with fresh air. "So what do you think? These two chairs will be our home for the next weeks, if those pesky bugs keep us for that long. But no worries, this will supply with the needed nutrients, fluids, and vitamins to last us until we're done cleaning the game up." He held up the armband for his partner to see.<br><br>He walked over to his chair and sat in it. "So let's take it for a spin shall we. The way I see it, we're the ones who are the first to play this game. If we get done early, I plan to level up so much, it'll a year for the rest of the world to get where I am. Though, I am going to experiment with the controls first and make a few changes. So, how about it? I'm itching to get in this, dude. What do you say?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>12-08-2011, 02:57:27</strong>
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				Ralph's shoes clacked on the tiles as he circled the chairs, giving them a once-over; Everything seemed to be in order, at least to his casual examination- He hadn't been able to believe his luck, when he'd landed a plumb role in game testing; Sure, technicians weren't supposed to get first shot at the games, but that was just one of the perks of the job. He chortled, adjusting his maintenance cap~ "Damn, but those look awesome," he agreed- The FVRI chairs were top-of-the-line, prototypes that hadn't even hit the market yet...And they were about to give them their very first trial~! <br><br>He rubbed his greasy hands on his overalls, tapping his matching armband; "Yeah, got my own armband <em>right</em> here," he affirmed- Flopping down in the chair, sliding his hands over the padded armrests, as he put his feet up. Yep, nice and comfortable- Just like a home away from home...Which was exactly what it'd be, for the next few weeks~! All that, and they'd get paid, too...<br><br>"I say- <em>Hell yeah</em>." Ralph tipped his chin, indicating the humming machines in the background~ "Got the Alpha Build loaded, too- So let's light this candle." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 11:34:49</strong>
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				"Let's do that," Jesse affirmed Ralph. "Are you familiar with the game? Basically the world is a whole desert, caused by a post-apocalyptic event that heated the atmosphere and created mass deserts, even in the United States area, where we'll be starting. Radiation from who knows where started to mutated some of the remaining human population and turned them into humanoid monsters with varying powers too. A fraction of those who were mutated were able to retain a sliver of sanity and are mentioned to have influence over the monsters. Our avatars will be of those people who haven't been affected and are immune to the radiation or whatever is causing the outbreak. It's basically going to revert back to a Wild Western feel. It's gonna be crazy." He explained all this while he went for his chair and sat on the gelled cushions. He put on the armband and let it do the work in connecting tiny needles and pumping nutrients into his body as well as pumping waste out. Jesse then put on the FVRI visor and placed it on the top of his ears and on the bridge of his nose, much like a pair of shades. All he had to do was to clear out his mind and the machines would do the rest.<br><br>Jesse closed his eyes and cleared his mind of all outside matters. The nanobots, that were injected into his body prior to entering the chamber, connected with all the devices and linked Jesse's mind to the system. He and Ralph would feel a sudden rush at their head that lasted for about ten seconds before slowly feeling the sensation of the environment in world. Jesse, who had tinkered with the connection beforehand, had already planned to slip inside the body of an light-skinned Asian woman dressed in a black lace and satin top with a lace flaring skirt at the bottom along with lace ribbons (http://www.doubledgarage.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/maureen_chen_3.jpg). The body would also wear dark, loose-fitting denims on the legs. On the feet would be high heeled cowgirl boots with silver spurs mounted on the spiked heels and covering the shoulders would be a black trenchcoat. Covering the neck and bust was a dark brown shemagh. In contrast to the outfit, the Asian woman would have wavy, blonde hair draped behind her. Furthermore, Jesse, or Jessica, as he named his avatar, would already be mounted on a black stallion on a leather saddled adorned with many attachments, including several pouches, a pair of canteens, a blanket and other essentials needed for a trip in the wasteland. For defense, Jessica would wield a unique, ruby-engraved katana that was slung on her back and a utility belt for an assortment of throwing weaponry.<br><br>For all players, they would start in the middle of a town with a long avenue down the middle of it. The town would be part of two paths that ventured into the wilderness and then ventured further out into unknown and potential dangerous territory. There were several bugs in the game and that was the primary purpose of Jesse and Ralph's trip into the world, but just the start would already be a distraction.<br><br>Jessica, the blonde-haired Asian woman, would find herself alone in the street, with many NPCs walking by, minding their own business. Jesse didn't know if Ralph had a choice of what he wanted to be portrayed as in this game and Jessica wonder where Ralph could be in this town, and what avatar would he choose. Not wanting to cause a potential traffic jam in the street, Jessica kicked her horse and it started walked forward. She looked to her left and right in order to find someone who would look like he, or she, would be played as Ralph.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>13-08-2011, 12:29:15</strong>
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				(Alyssa O'Toole: http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/023/3/c/Afternoon_Delight_by_Bakanekonei.jpg (http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2010/023/3/c/Afternoon_Delight_by_Bakanekonei.jpg) )<br><br><br>Ralph whistled~ "That's a <em>lot</em> to take in, partner," he drawled, leaning back against the seat- "Let's hope the <em>things</em> in there can be stopped by Colt...And his friends Smith &amp; Wesson." There was a low hum as the visor lowered- The system engaging, as the air grew slightly charged like the atmosphere before a storm. It was fairly similar to falling asleep- Then the world plunged into absolute darkness, for a long, eternal moment...<br><br>-When Ralph opened his- <em>her</em>- eyes next...Well, he wasn't <em>quite</em> the same~! The sensation of the new body was certainly different- Slimmer, lissome, feet arched high on heeled riding boots~ Spurs clinking against the dusty street~! "Well, well, *well*~" He drawled...Or rather, <em>she</em> drawled, her voice a low, sultry purr- Full lips curled in a smile, as delicate fingers rested on the pearl-handled revolvers holstered at her curvy hips~! At the very corner of Ralph's vision, a discreet pop-up on his HUD informed him- YOU ARE: ALYSSA O'TOOLE, drawing a soft giggle from the belle's lips~!<br><br>"Mmmm, I think I'm going to <em>like</em> this," the lovely brunette chuckled~ Admiring her reflection in a storefront~! Coyly, Alyssa clasped her hands behind her back- Leaning forward, just a little, to blow herself a kiss. In contrast to her partner~ PC NAME 'JESSICA', the handy display read- Alyssa was both more and less equipped for her time in the Weird West; Her costume of glossy-black vinyl, *quite* a contrast from Jessica's riding leathers~! Indeed, Alyssa looked more like a showgirl than a gunslinger~ Her deep green eyes sparkling with mischief as she tilted her oversized hat at a jaunty angle, sitting astride her horse~The pleated hem of her wickedly short skirt riding up, *just* enough to expose a tempting glimpse of creamy white thighs! <br><br>"-Lookin' mighty fine there, 'Jesse'," she purred, batting her long, long lashes...It was a <em>little</em> unusual playing a female character- Especially one this <em>hot</em>...but it was *entirely* worth it. She could <em>smell</em> the dust in the air~ Feel the slight <em>scrape</em> of fabric against her skin- stray strands of midnight hair blown by the wind, as Alyssa waved to her partner, her feet resting in the stirrups~! <br><br>"I'd say it's time to mount up and ride off~ Don't you think, darlin'~?" With a casual grace, she crossed her legs- Silky stocking whispering together with a languid ease...Favoring Jessica with a playful wink!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 06:57:10</strong>
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				It was as if a dust devil and formed and disappeared behind herself and her horse, for she had felt movement. It was as if someone had walked behind her suddenly, but wasn't at all threatening. Jessica looked over her shoulder to find a rather stunning sight. The glossy-black vinyl get-up that the rider of the white stallion was wearing was a complete contrast to what Jessica wore. In fact, the showgirl-esque outfit was a sight no one could've seen in the Old West. Indeed, this person was Ralph in his female avatar disguise.<br><br>Jessica, not removing her sight from the rider behind her, kicked the horse so that it would rotate counter-clockwise until it finally faced the other horse. The blonde haired Asian woman looked from hoof to the top of the opposite woman's head whilst chuckling a bit at the ridiculous outfit this raven-haired woman wore. Jesse's retinal HUD display showed the name of the avatar above the hat the woman was wearing, displaying the name"Alyssa O'Toole." Alyssa spoke, asking a casual question.<br><br>Jessica responded, "You sure you're ready to take that into the dust and wind, Alyssa?" She purred in an accent, that of a California valley girl. "I'm pretty sure that smooth finish of yours is going to become burred before sundown." The sun at the time was high in the sky, the shadows of the two women on top of their horses, as well as the few NPCs walking around, were straight below them. To also know that it was indeed noon in the game world, the heads-up display would show in a corner the time in the world as well as in the real world.<br><br>Jessica looked over her shoulder and squinted her eyes towards the blurry horizon in the distance. Jesse did not know exactly know where the so-called bugs were in the world and how there would be, but a ride towards the horizon would probably give the pair some clues. The blonde Asian girl rotated her horse so that it faced the mentioned horizon and afterwards kicked her ride so that it would trot at a slow pace. "Let's go, gorgeous!" Jessica said to Alyssa.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 08:00:19</strong>
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				Oh, <em>god</em>, but she - <em>he</em> - felt *so* <em>sexy</em>...Even as Alyssa ogled Jessica, her tongue curving over her lips in a slow, erotic arc~! "Mmmm, you look <em>so</em> *good* too, darlin'~" she drawled, even as she touched the spurs to her horse! The powerful steed kicked forward, into a trot - Then a <em>gallop</em> as both girls set off...Alyssa relishing the play of muscles between her silky thighs, as she hunched forward over her steed's neck, letting out a <em>whoop</em> of exhilaration! <br><br>"Maybe we'll find some <em>men</em> to take the polish off~" Alyssa giggle, blowing a pouty kiss to Jessica ~ It was like she was drunk on the sensation, flaunting herself *outrageously* as they set off~! The horse's hooves clopped against the ground, as she arched a slender eyebrow... "Sooo, what are we looking for, partner~?" <em>Besides a good time</em>~ she *didn't* say!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 08:44:27</strong>
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				As the horses' trot turned into a gallop, Alyssa asked Jessica what exactly were they looking for, to which Jessica responded, "We need to look for instances in this world that contain evidence of a bug in the system. I know how much you want to get into the roleplay aspect, Alyssa, but how about we find what came here for first. Then we can ride deeper into the game to your heart's content after." In fact, this was actually Jesse's first time in the world. In his first entrance, he took much of his time preparing his avatar and getting the game mechanic down so that he would be able to bring someone else in and teach him or her and them up to speed. It was in his first run-through that he discovered many bugs in the system, more in the deeper areas of the game world. Fashioning a post-apocalyptic world from the modern world was more like copy-and-paste, and painting the modern with old and rundown. There were bound to be complications in the characters that inhabit the deep wastelands.<br><br>The path that the horses were being driven on slowly transformed from laid brick to desert sand, and signs of modern civilizations became replaced with the force of nature retaking the land. The pair passed by a rickety sign that had one arrow pointed in the opposite direction, to the town called Hutch, which in the game files was formerly a ghost town that was filled with survivors from the modern world overnight. There were other arrows, three in the fact, heading towards three different directions. In the direction Jessica and Alyssa were heading, an arrow had read Blackwatch, a larger colony town that was originally a port on the coast. Compared to Hutch, Blackwatch had a larger population, but also housed much of the more shadier races in the land.<br><br>Jessica led the way, Alyssa following close behind. The sun was still high in the sky as the two entered an area filled with leafless trees. The place had an eerie aura about it and Jessica sensed this immediately, slowing to a trot as her horse got to a wooden bridge. The crossing was sturdy, but still gave a creak or two from the weight. The road snaked in numerous hairpins until stopping straight into a valley. This was no ordinary dry channel. The surface of the ground was as black as unburned charcoal and was brittle as the hooves stepped upon it. Jessica stopped her horse to get her bearings; she had never been this deep into the wastelands before. What sunlight remained, most was blocked by tall pillars of rock, casting ominous shadows on the valley floor. Jessica looked at her partner and mentioned, "Something tells me we're not alone here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 18:52:30</strong>
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				The ride was an exhilarating one, as the horses cantered along the dusty trails; Until Jessica pulled to a stop, Alyssa mimicking the motion - Her green eyes shaded against the sun. A little shiver of foreboding coursed up her spine, at her partner's words...Even as she rested a casual hand against the Winchester rifle in her saddlebags. "I've got a feelin' about <em>that</em>, too," she agreed, her gaze sweeping the rocks - "This looks like the perfect place for an ambush..."<br><br>Her wary words belied her curiosity - After all, they'd spent an hour galloping through identical, cut-and-paste expanses of wasteland; The world getting substantially less <em>detailed</em> once they were out of the starting town. It seemed like there were still <em>plenty</em> of things the Q&amp;E people had yet to work out...But this was definitely getting <em>interesting.</em><br><br>There was plenty of concealment around them; But both women were armed <em>and</em> loaded for bear, so Alyssa wasn't troubled unduly~! In fact...The thought of actually getting into a spot of combat was strangely exciting, to Ralph ~ Though he <em>had</em> to admit, a pair of beauties travelling together like this *was* a tempting target. <br><br>She rested her rifle over her lap, cocking it ~ "-Think we should flush 'em out, Jessica~?" Alyssa inquired ~ "I have a feeling that if we scout ahead, we'll run into them soon..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>16-01-2012, 21:19:55</strong>
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				"That's the thing, Alyssa, that I don't get. A friend of mine says that this road is filled with mutated bandits who ambush passerbys once they get onto the road - but it seems we've been on this road for a while," Jessica mentioned. In fact they were sitting idle on the crossroad for about five minutes, looking over their shoulders and in the distance finding nothing but wilderness. "I'm guessing this is already a bug. Let's tread softly this way; I need to know what I'm dealing with."<br><br>And so off they went down the semi-shadowed, valley road. Nothing out of the ordinary happened for about a minute until Jessica spotted something, causing her to stop. From a compartment of her saddle, she pulled out&nbsp; a pair of binoculars. She put the tool to her eyes and looked in the distance ahead. She then looked to where the pillars of rock stood. Lowering the binoculars, she gave it to Alyssa, asking her, "Hey, what do you see in the distance and on the top of these rocks?"<br><br>If she was observant enough, Alyssa would see figures ready to run down the road or jump from the rocks, though they would stand in their starting pose completely still. As Alyssa used the binoculars, Jessica would hop off her horse and climb an incline to an easy-to-get-to rock. She would get within breathing room of the figure, even smelling the spoiled odor about it, and poke its body in place that would obviously get it to move - to no avail. Was this the bug she was referring to?
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 05:19:05</strong>
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				"Huh," Alyssa murmured, peering through her binoculars; "-It looks like they're lagged out, don't they~?" <br><br>With an easy grace, she slid from the saddle, dismounted - Shading her eyes, as she looked up at Jessica! The frozen forms of the bandits looked ridiculous and ominous at once; They seemed locked in the place, stiff as badly-smelling statues...The sight making the brunette sigh, as she ran slender fingers through her hair. "Yep, they're bugged out, all right!" she called, cupping her hands around her mouth.<br><br>What <em>was</em> wrong with them? Had their parameters locked up~? Or had they simply failed to spawn properly. <br><br>"I think you're right, Jessica - This Zone's messed-up." She perched her hands on her curvy hips, exhaling softly; "So, how do we fix it~?" Her brow furrowed, as she considered a solution... "-Maybe if we can find the head honcho of the bandits, and kill him...It'd force the others to respawn properly? Might be worth a shot..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 07:29:19</strong>
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				"Looks like it," Jessica said observing the detail of the character in front of her. The bandit was short, about the height of a teenager, around the age of 18, dressed in dusty overalls and a dirtied shirt underneath. Like all of the bandits, this one had a bandana around his jaw, mouth and nose and his demonic looking eyes were shaded by the cowboy hat that was perched on his head. The other bandits wore worn-out pieces of clothing - one had a poncho with several holes in it, and another had a dust-ridden suit that would probably look rather fine clean and pristine. All of the bandits looked as if they had spotted the pair a few minutes ago and was just about ready to ambush them. Some had hand ready to quickdraw their pistols from their holsters while other were pulling out small dagger from their pockets.<br><br>Jessica crouched down, her buttocks filling out her denims quite nicely, and touched along a rock nearby the road. "I don't think that'll work, Alyssa. He's probably glitched out as well. Let me do my thing for a second, just watch and see what happens after I fix a few things," she said. Since Jesse was the lead tech guy for this project and he had already had a run-through with the systems, he gave himself an admin perk for his HUD. As he touched the rock, his HUD gave him the current stats for the whole area and he could already see inconsistencies in the programming. In real time, it looked like Jessica was aimlessly pushing the rock in different places, as if she was tinkering with an imaginary panel.<br><br>After several keystrokes, the quality of the land around Alyssa and Jessica began to materialize. The copy-and-paste look transformed to that of a living, breathing desert. The wind began to howl through the valley and the dust began to pick up, causing Jessica to put her shemagh over her face. But the ominous vibe of the place lingered. The sound of footsteps on rock echoed down the road and the sound of raspy breathing could be heard from behind Jessica. She looked over her should ... but it was too late.<br><br>Suddenly, the bandit that had been frozen had reanimated, grabbing Jessica from behind and proceeded on cutting her jugular. She fought back, kicking behind her with her boot heel and following the blow with a slash of her katana. The battle wasn't over though. The footsteps became similar to that of a rushing stampede and Alyssa was on the frontline. Jessica looked at her riding partner and saw as many as five bandits exposing themselves from their hiding place - even a bandit from atop a stone pillar showed his face and supernaturally jump from his height and dropped to where Alyssa was standing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>17-01-2012, 07:55:12</strong>
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				"Now <em>that's</em> more like it~!" Alyssa's voice rose in a shout, as she brought the Winchester up to her shoulder - The <em>crack-crack-crack</em> of the rifle filling the air, as the bandits twitched into life~! A spear of flame blasted the leaping bandit, turning his <em>spring</em> into a boneless tumble; The lovely brunette switched round, working the bolt-action lever, brass cartridges tumbling as she fired and fired again! The curvy gunslinger was a crack shot with the repeating rifle; She dropped one, then another, then a *third*, until it was too close to fire...When the girl promptly brought the wooden stock up and around in a whistling arc, that smashed a leering bandit's face!<br><br>Jessica was a blur, whirling and slashing, the shining ribbon of her katana's steel hissing through the air; "-Should we keep one alive~?" Alyssa called; Even as she ducked a vicious jab from a bowie knife! The battle was close-quarters and frantic - But both PCs looked like they were <em>definently</em> getting the better of it~!<br><br>Ralph had to admit - This was <em>awesome</em>. Sure, it wasn't *that* different from an FPS, but a sexy girl like <em>that</em> kicking ass? He'd have been ogling Jessica, if he wasn't too busy fighting~! Alyssa shook her hair back from her lovely features, as she swept another bandit's legs out from beneath him with a well-timed kick from her high-heeled boots...Her eyes sparkling with mischief~! "Come <em>on</em> ~ You boys can do better than <em>that</em>~!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>18-01-2012, 12:58:40</strong>
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				Alyssa had asked if they should keep one of these demonic bandits alive, but Jessica was too busy to answer, keeping her concentration on the endless wave of bandits coming their way. It seemed like with every one they cut down, two more took their fallen comrade's place. Jessica's katana had cut through the air, the sound it made like that of a whip. It cut through the flesh of the bandits like a hot knife through butter. The battle had reach ten minutes, with neither side deciding to give up. The pair had already broken a sweat, their clothes either stained with their own fluids, blood, dust or combination of the three. Alyssa's outfit was not glossy anymore, nor was Jessica's white corset as pure as snow.<br><br>Suddenly, a large roar sounded through the valley, followed by a rumble that vibrated the very ground the two women stood on. Even the pebbles were able to lift off the ground. Each bandit had stopped their movements, some even becoming easy targets for Jessica's blade or Alyssa's rifle. At once, as if synchronized by a superior force, the bandits darted to and fro, back to where they had appeared, leaving the women and their fallen brethren behind. The roar became more louder, followed by a slightly stronger rumble. In the distance, the sun bore down on a figure. From this distance, the figure looked like another scrawny, bandit, but as it drew closer (the rumbling footsteps growing in strength), the figure grew in height and musculature. Its face was as hideous as the bandits, but without a bandana covering its mouth laden with sharp incisors, it looked more vicious. Its arms were as thick as tree trunks and its torso seemed like it was a steel wall.<br><br>"Don't move, Alyssa. Let's wait until that thing makes a move, then we'll try to hightail it out of here," Jessica said, beckoning her horse to draw nearer to her so that she could mount it at an opportune time. The monster stopped a few meters in front of them, its demeanor never changing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>23-01-2012, 14:37:35</strong>
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				<em>What *is* that thing?</em><br><br>Alyssa's eyes went wide, as the huge...<em>creature</em> emerged - It was big. *Very* big. <br><br>"I thought this was a <em>science-fiction</em> game~!" she gasped, going still; Momentarily frozen, even as the *huge* creature loped towards them~! Was something like *that* even in the program? The other bandits had frozen, too, apparently - As if *all* the processing power was being sucked up by the giant bandit - but there was hardly any point picking them off now, was there? <br><br>Jessica had the right idea~ She didn't want to take <em>that</em> thing on. Besides, she was too cute to die like this - And it'd be a pain to log back in. Alyssa whistled, a high call to her faithful steed; Ready to swing into the saddle, if the thing made a move~! <br><br>"That's a <em>giant</em>," Alyssa hissed, tautly; Her gaze going to her horse, wondering if they could outrun it...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>24-01-2012, 02:31:48</strong>
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				The giant monster eyed the both of them, as if it was a basilisk and its stare's purpose was to petrify them on the spot, before reigning his terror and wrath on them, or worse.... take them as captives. "Remember, Alyssa, the world was put into a nuclear holocaust. What men or things were affected and mutated, this would be one example," Jessica whispered, hoping to not draw the beasts attention.<br><br>All of a sudden, a sharp crack or a sonic boom even, filled the air around the two parties. "Hold your fire, Alyssa!" Jessica exclaimed, but when she looked, the rifle wasn't even cocked. It seemed it needed reloading as well. Where did the shot come from and did it hit anything? Jessica looked up at the beast, its face making an odd expression. It leaned forward, blood dripping from its forehead. It was like it was frozen, unable to break its fall as it toppled forward, shaking the ground beneath them.<br><br>Jessica looked over and saw something. It was like light, reflecting off a shiny surface. The sun bearing down on the road caused vapor to blur in the distance and in the distance stood a man on a horse. Jessica took out her binoculars and surveyed the man as he rode closer. He had a cowboy hat on his head, a bandana on his face and his eyes were covered with goggles, completely hiding his face. Furthermore, he wore a vest with a hood on it, the hood itself lined with fur. In his hands was a bullpup sniper rifle. As the figure rode on toward them, Alyssa lifted her rifle to aim and him, but Jessica put her hand on the barrel, letting it drop. "Don't, he's a friend," she said.<br><br>"How are you, Miss Jessica," the man greeted, taking off his goggles, hat and lastly his bandana. Behind the covering was a black man.<br><br>"You're a fine sight to see, Leo," she replied. "How did you find us?"<br><br>"I didn't. I just sensed that the endless waves of these bandits were fixed by somebody from the outside and then I saw this juggernaut. Whoever was fighting the bandits was good and had help to get this big guy to come out of his hole. I just wanted to pitch in for doing a good job. I knew it was you though." The man gaze turned from Jessica to Alyssa, an eyebrow raising, an expression of wonder. The shiny outfit the girl had made him realize. "I think I understand why those bandits came after you two so fervently." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>29-01-2012, 17:15:35</strong>
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				"I don't believe we've been introduced," Alyssa mused aloud as she lowered the rifle, favoring the new arrival with a *wink*. Her skin tingled, as she felt the man's gaze slide over her form...Fabric rustling as she shifted minutely, as if to position herself more modestly; Though her outfit only accentuated her full, luscious curves. <br><br>"-A friend of yours, 'Jessica'?" she inquired, archly; She wasn't aware that they had NPC support programmed into the game. Or that he was giving her a *good* once-over, unaware of who she <em>really</em> was...Except that wasn't entirely right. <em>Here</em>, she *was* Alyssa...Every bit as real as any other inhabitant of the virtual world!<br><br>She brushed her midnight tresses back from her elegant features, her full lips quirked in a little smile; "I appreciate the help, handsome ~ Things were getting a little heated before you turned up." The coy, teasing tone to her voice belied her words, green eyes sparkling with mischief. Alyssa clasped her hands behind her back, turning her head to the side; "Flatterer," Alyssa giggled, a soft, lilting sound ~ "I think I like him better already..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>31-01-2012, 06:41:39</strong>
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				"Alyssa, this is our lead tech for the servers on the eastern seaboard, Leon, though in here he's known as Leo, Sheriff of Blackwatch," Jessica introduced the handsome man on the horse before them. "He's our friend that told me that this road here is, or in this case, <em>was</em> filled with bandits."<br><br>A mighty fine job you've done for the many citizens of Blackwatch, ladies. With so much build-up of these mutated cowboys and ranch hands free, there will be some room for the occasional ambush once or twice a week," Leo said, returning a wink towards Alyssa. "It seems that with that traffic jam cleared, the environment around here has regained its color and quality. Thanks."<br><br>Jessica, climbing back onto her trusted steed, called out to Leo, asking, "Hey, Sheriff. You think we can get an escort to Blackwatch?"<br><br>"Certainly. All you need to do is ask," Leo said, putting back his goggles, bandana and hat and turned his horse back the other way. "Keep up, girls, we don't need another ambush to stop our travels." With that, he kicked his horse into a galloped, followed by Jessica who did the same to her ride. The trio rode out of the valley and into some higher tundra of rolling hills filled with non-endangered buffalo and cowboys herding cattle. In the distance was a city - Blackwatch - and the Eastern Sea beyond it and the horizon beyond that.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Stuck in a Post-Apocalyptic Western (Eliza and iridium)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>iridum248</strong> on <strong>12-02-2012, 13:06:00</strong>
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				Well, just like <em>that</em> - Alyssa would say that the quest was *well* and truly complete~!<br><br>As they set off at a gallop, the scenery rolled past; The <em>clop-clop-clop</em> of the horse's pace a steady rhythm beneath the lovely brunette, as she bent over her steed's long neck - Letting out a *whoop* of exhilaration as the wind caressed her curvy form. She couldn't help herself ~ After all, this was just *so* real~!<br><br>And they were headed to the city - One of the larger urban areas that'd been procedurally generated by the system. Oh, she was looking forward to this indeed...Enough that Alyssa let her mind wander, wondering if she'd get the chance to sneak off for some fun~! Sure, work came first - But there was no reason she couldn't enjoy the ride while she was at it~ <br><br>"What's the city like, Sheriff~?" Alyssa called, with a wave to Jessica - Raising her voice to make herself heard, over the dust and the thunder of hooves~!
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