I watched in shock as I found my avater again changing to match another player's specifications. I could feel myself shrinking as I became shorter and more petite (To my chagrin everywhere but my breasts), and the long hair falling into my face became a glorious golden blonde.
I could hear the clatter of the other player's greaves against the cobblestones. He would be on me any minute, but desperate curiosity drove me to look at my MAP. I had to know what had changed aside from my appearance.
NAME - MISTY
GENDER - FEMALE
RACE - HUMAN
AGE - 21
LEVEL "“ 7
EXP "“ 02/150
BASIC FEMALE APPEARANCE "“
HAIR COLOR: GOLDEN BLONDE
HAIR LENGTH: PAST WAIST
COMPLEXION: FAIR
EYES: BLUE
HEIGHT: 5'0"
WEIGHT: 120 LBS
CLOTHING SIZE: 2
CHEST: 36" DD-CUP
WAIST: 26"
HIPS: 36"
HANDEDNES: RIGHT
ADVANCED APPEARANCE "“
TATTOOES: NA
PEIRCINGS: NA
EQUIPMENT:
WEAPONS "“
RIGHT HAND: NA
LEFT HAND: NA
ARMOR "“
HEAD: ANCIENT COLLAR (EFFECTS UNKNOWN)
TOP HALF: NA
BOTTOM HALF: NA
LEGS: NA
FEET: NA
UNDERNEATH: NA
CLASS - PRINCESS
PERSONALITY "“ SEXY, DEMURE, DITZY
SPECIALITIES "“ DANCE TECHS AND OTHER (STORY CHARACTER)
ITEMS "“ JOURNAL & MAP
STATS:
STR: 8/50
DEX: 20/50
WIS: 2/50
CON: 10/50
INT: 2/50
CHA: 45/50
Sometimes, ignorance is bliss. I now understood what had happened to me. I had only escaped from Rex because someone else was using me. Maybe Rex was disqualified for player killing, but for whatever reason I was no longer part of his storyline. This wasn't my secret quest. I was just an NPC along for the ride, and from the looks of things I was more of a damsel in distress than a hero!
