Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)
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				Title: <strong>Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>16-06-2010, 02:26:19</strong>
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				<strong>MORE THAN REAL</strong> had been touted as the most realistic, immersive virtual world yet created in gaming, an open-world recreation of modern London where the player could take on any role, from a homeless person to Prime Minister.<br><br>Of course, it was a long way from there yet. <br><br>Some areas had been mapped more extensively than others, and the real-time mapping based on satellite imagery was decidedly flat compared to the fully textured virtual environments. Eventually the architecture would be in place to render any location in realistic 3-D detail, but for now only a few locations existed, enough to show off what the program could do. Likewise, only a few roles were available, but now every job in the parent company MT Media had been replicated, so for now, MTR 0.71 lived up to the hype but only for one company rather than the whole city. Still, as a demonstration of its potential for the games press, it was a start.<br><br>Chief designer Susan Taylor looked at the list of guests at a press junket and smiled, tapping the name of a journalist who had made more a number of comments she'd resented before. She certainly had something interesting to show him...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>20-07-2010, 13:06:25</strong>
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				Simon Truffle sighed a bit as he looked at his itinerary.&nbsp; Another product from Susan Taylor.&nbsp; Their history was a rather long one.&nbsp; He had reviewed a lot of games put out by her company over the past few years for <em>Gamer Group Magazine</em>.&nbsp; Without hesitation, he had given each of their games a low score.&nbsp; A lot of their games seemed to be knock offs of other products, like their <em>World of Fantasy</em> game.&nbsp; Now it seemed they were going into Second Life territory.<br><br>Simon walked into the main press area, looking around.&nbsp; He was rather attractive, light brown hair and blue eyes.&nbsp; He was in his late 20s but looked as if he was 5 years younger.&nbsp; He walked over to a few monitors displaying various tests, studying them.&nbsp; So far the test graphics looked pretty good though it meant nothing until someone was actually immersed into this game.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-07-2010, 00:57:43</strong>
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				All around was a buzz of conversation. A number of attractive young women were circulating among the mostly male crowd, but they were quite sensibly dressed in feminine business clothes and from what Simon overheard they also seemed a lot better briefed than the average booth bait. "... This is currently a technical demonstration, enough to give you a taster of what the full package can do..." "We're using custom demonstration machines, but the standard version will run with current generation home PCs and even tablets..."<br><br>And there was Susan herself. He hardly recognised her to begin with, she looked like she'd lost some weight and had a pretty thorough makeover. And grown an inch or two taller. Must be the shoes...<br><br>She approached him, heels clicking on the tiled floor, and offered a perfectly manicured hand.<br><br>"Mister Truffle... so good of you to come. I wouldn't want my harshest critic to miss this, you help keep me focused. Hopefully you'll agree it's been worth it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>24-07-2010, 16:18:07</strong>
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				Simon walked around as he looked at the booth bait.&nbsp; They did seem rather well versed.&nbsp; He started to move towards one when the crowd parted and he caught Susan in the corner of his eye.&nbsp; He turned to look at her, letting his eyes take her in.&nbsp; She did look better than he remembered, taller as well.&nbsp; <br><br>Before he could look down and get a good look, Susan was walking towards him.&nbsp; He took her hand in his, shaking it.&nbsp; "Thank you for having me here Miss Taylor.&nbsp; I'm eager to see what you have to offer this year."&nbsp; He smiled a bit as he choose his words carefully.&nbsp; "It's what we are here for.&nbsp; To make sure the consumer doesn't get ripped off..like past years."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>25-07-2010, 19:15:37</strong>
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				"Absolutely, nobody wants that. Still, I think you'll be pleasantly surprised this time. More Than Real is the most powerful system we've ever created." She smiled confidently. "But of course I can't expect you to take my word for it. So, would you like to be in the first group to try it?" She gestured towards the row of open doors at the end of the room, leading to booths. Inside, he could see couches with control pads and headsets.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>28-07-2010, 13:22:17</strong>
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				Simon looked around a bit, nodding.&nbsp; "That is true.&nbsp; Well, show me in than.&nbsp; I'm eager to see if you got it right this time."&nbsp; He walked over to one of the booths, looking around.&nbsp; He sat down, examining the control pads and headsets.&nbsp; "So, how does this work?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>29-07-2010, 23:42:31</strong>
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				"This is the maximum immersion interface. 3D virtual reality, photorealistic in the areas we have mapped out. Not just like being there, but being there as your persona. The photos on the wall? They're screenshots."<br><br>She gestured to framed glossy photos of the business centre, Piccadilly with dozens of people passing by, and a shot looking down at the camera-holder's shapely female body.<br><br>"Obviously the home version can be scaled back for different performance levels, this is top of the line, but I think it's worth it."<br><br>She swung the couch around. The headset looked fairly small and sleek, apart from the guard over the eyes presumably containing two different screens for the 3D effect. <br><br>Smiling, she patted the couch. "You have an hour. Time to try a few places, and a few personas."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>31-07-2010, 15:20:19</strong>
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				He looked at it, taking out a small notebook.&nbsp; Quickly he jotted down a few things as she spoke, looking up at the screenshots on the wall.&nbsp; "Well it does look rather impressive.&nbsp; And this can be used by anyone at home?&nbsp; Even if they don't have the top of the art computer?"<br><br>He walked over, sitting down on the couch.&nbsp; "Hm, this could be interesting."&nbsp; He reached out, taking the headset and sliding it on.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>03-08-2010, 02:22:55</strong>
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				"That it can, and we have lower resolution demo models in another gallery, but I thought you should start with the full immersive experience. And don't be afraid to try something crazy - live a little. You could parkour across town, go driving in a Porsche... or just go for a stroll. The couch and headset will simulate some of the sensations. You could go anywhere - be anyone."<br><br>The couch was soft and comfortable - better than the hotel bed he'd been in the night before. He felt himself tip back slightly in it as he slid the helmet on. <br><br>"Here you go. See you on the other side." He felt Susan pat his arm... and a slight tingle where she had, then heard her walk off, high heels clicking.<br><br>A large screen started, enveloping his point of view almost entirely. A menu appeared, floating slightly in front of it in a 3D effect - there must be a reactive layer.<br><br>He was standing now, in a perfect representation of the booth room except that the booth was gone and, looking down, he was an undefined silvery figure.<br><br><div align="center"><span style="font-family: arial black;" class="bbc_font"><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">More Than Real</span><br><br>Select your gender</span></div><br>Two buttons. MALE and FEMALE. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>06-08-2010, 13:19:59</strong>
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				He felt his arm tingling where she had touched him, hearing her high heels walk away.&nbsp; The menu seemed well put together.&nbsp; The first selection seemed easy enough.&nbsp; He put his hand on male, touching it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 02:28:29</strong>
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				The menu branched, showing outline images resembling himself and the non-specific male avatar, each moving as he moved. A tab appeared in front of each - SELF-IMAGE and OTHER.<br><br>The FEMALE option moved to a HISTORY sidebar, presumably allowing him to change his mind or reverse an incorrent press. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>11-08-2010, 20:49:23</strong>
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				He started to go through, picking options.&nbsp; In no time at all, he managed to build a somewhat crude version of himself.&nbsp; He admitted it didn't look too bad at all.<br><br>He started to pick out details, fleshing them out a bit more.&nbsp; "Well, so far it's rather good.&nbsp; The creator that is."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>13-08-2010, 00:56:46</strong>
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				The features came together in a rendering of a face looking back in a mirror, which was a fair likeness and whose expressions responded to his. It could still be tweaked - there were bars for colour of eyes, skin and hair, prominence of features, age effects and more. If nothing else, it could help photofits... The final bar read "try on".
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 01:20:56</strong>
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				After giving his avatar the once over, he clicked on the "try on" bar, waiting for it to loaded.&nbsp; So far things were better than average, the real test would be in the virtual world.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>14-08-2010, 22:36:02</strong>
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				His perspective shifted - he was now looking straight at his new reflection in the mirror of a virtual dressing room. Looking down, he could see himself standing, wearing a close approximation of his own clothing. He could almost feel his hands move as he looked at them. <br><br>He could hear a low murmur of conversation outside. It sounded like the presentation had ended... but the real one or the virtual one? It must be the virtual one, he could hear the sound through the headset's earphones.<br><br>His virtual body moved as he tensed his muscles, stepping as he 'stepped' without leaving the faintly-detectable feeling of the couch.<br><br>Stepping outside the dressing room, the choice bars folded up into a single menu bar at the edge of his vision.<br><br>Outside was a copy of the presentation room, exact in every detail, but some of the guests now looked like deliberately different virtual people, while others like him, as well as Susan and the greeter girls, all looked uncannily realistic. It looked less like a CG world than the real world with CG elements dropped into it.<br><br>Susan smiled. "Well, how does it feel so far?" She reached out to shake his hand, and he could feel her warm, soft skin, almost real, as if he were wearing thin gloves and shaking a real hand rather than holding a handset.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>19-08-2010, 21:50:24</strong>
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				It was hard to tell where the conversation stopped.&nbsp; There was still the sound coming through the headphones though.&nbsp; Maybe it was online?&nbsp; He got up, walking around.&nbsp; It felt so odd, almost hard to tell what existed and what didn't.&nbsp; Very impressive.&nbsp; She could feel her warm soft hand touch his, shaking it.&nbsp; "I must admit, this is rather well built."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>22-08-2010, 21:01:30</strong>
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				Susan smiled, the action looking totally genuine, probably motion-captured. "Thank you. So, as you can see, most people start out seeing how accurately they can model themselves, but some of our guests are trying on a different look. We suggest trying it - going into a dressing room as someone else really shows off what the program can do."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>23-08-2010, 13:06:44</strong>
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				He looked in the direction he thought Susan was. "So trying different models?&nbsp; Sure, why not?"&nbsp; He moved his avatar into the dressing room, going through options.&nbsp; Perhaps he would see what the female option looked like.&nbsp; Simon had always been a feminist and he had often protested against the highly unrealistic and sexist female avatars in most games.&nbsp; He picked the female character, starting to choose options to see how realistic a she might look.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>24-08-2010, 19:46:01</strong>
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				He heard Susan say "good luck" as he stepped into the changing room.<br><br>Stepping up to the triptych mirror, he saw his current self lift off him, leaving him a silvery-white ghostly image, androgynous. <br><br>His former self faded away, leaving only a stored image in a save file in his menu.<br><br>Selecting FEMALE, he saw his avatar's reflection shift slightly, developing a girlish figure. Looking down, he saw the same thing happening to his virtual body - now hers.<br><br>The tabs for SELF-IMAGE and OTHER reappeared. Apparently the system could apply how he differed from the average man and apply it to the average woman, creating how he would look as a woman.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Transgirlenstein</strong> on <strong>28-08-2010, 14:35:31</strong>
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				Selecting the tabs, He..no..she gasped as the change happened.&nbsp; It felt odd, Simon wasn't sure what had happened at first.&nbsp; Was it suppose to feel like that?&nbsp; He looked around a bit.&nbsp; "Now what?" He looked down seeing his new luscious curves and rather generous breasts.&nbsp; He couldn't help but run a hand along his naked body.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Gamer... Girl? (Transgirlenstein and Beatrice Black)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Beatrice Black</strong> on <strong>02-09-2010, 02:20:59</strong>
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				He could feel the touch as if real, sliding across smooth, sensitive skin. His nipples reacted to the brush of his delicate fingers. It felt... like he was really a woman.<br><br>Looks and styles floated around him... her... waiting for her to try them on. What kind of girl would she be?
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