"Che." I muttered as I rubbed my lip with the back of my hand, trying to smear the blood off. Looks like another bruised lip for me today... Luckily, I had somehow managed to keep the fight under control and only got my lip punched. Normally, we would've been covered in blood. Whether it be mine, his, or some unfortunate bystander's. My eyes flickered to the right. "Give me a break, Kai." I sighed, massaging my temples. "How long had it been since our last fight?" I sarcastically muttered, eyes leering at him.
He smirked, "Well, seeing as we nearly killed each other at lunch, about nine hours? It's basically night right now..." he answered casually. He had long black hair that was tied into a short ponytail, a strong built body and black eyes that could pierce your soul. Or your heart, if you were any other girl. I didn't get why and just how he could be so popular with the ladies. Kai had the worst personality. Ever. I sighed. Oh, all those poor ladies with their crazed hormones...
I frowned, "Why do you always have to mess with me out of everyone-" I scowled. I regretted the words the second they came out of my mouth when he smirked slyly, and I knew exactly what he was planning. I clenched my fists together, "Oh hell no! You keep your filthy hands off the angels!" I screamed, storming towards him.
He chuckled, "I can't help it. They all give themselves to me, it's rude not to accept toys." he smirked, with a devilish glint in his eyes. My eyes flashed and before I could help it, I punched him square in the gut. My eyes widened as I hesitantly took some steps back after I realized what I had done. I had fallen for his trap. Again. This is literally the only reason I keep getting into fights with him. He either annoys me into hitting him, thus turning it into a fight, or he drags my angels into the picture. I growled. Both were dirty and unfair on so many levels.
I hissed, "Fine. I guess I'll keep you entertained for a little longer." I muttered, whipping some of my waist length hair behind my shoulder. His face barely showed any trace of pain, but I could tell from the way he bit his lip that it hurt like hell. I grunted when he dragged the collar of my shirt closer to his face, "Don't disappoint me." he whispered. I smirked, "Do I ever?" I retorted. He let go of my shirt and could barely suppress his chuckling. I smiled bemusedly. Kai would laugh even when something's not funny... Which creeped me out. Entirely.
"Why you? Because your reactions are amusing." he answered smugly. I raised an eyebrow. Amusing? My reactions? I doubt it. He waved a lazy hand, "Well, it's been horrible seeing you, but I'm going home now. See you tomorrow," he yawned, walking past me. He stopped suddenly, turning his head around to face me. For a second, I thought he actually put on a serious face, but if there ever was one, it was instantly replaced with his trademark smirk in seconds. "Oh, and ice your lip, won't you? It's unattractive."
I twitched, "Just who's fault do you think it is?! You're the reason I hate guys!" I screamed, angrily sprinting away from him. I growled. Who cares if I look unattractive? I wear damn sweatpants and hoodies everyday! Does he really think I care if I don't look appealing to jerks? I smiled fondly. Oh yes, girls are so much nicer. Kind, caring, sweet, sweet angels of the world of filthy dirt known as men. My shoulders and head slumped as three dark lines hovered near my head. Why did I have to be straight?
I unlocked the door to my house, "I'm back." I cheered, and I was replied with silence. I plopped onto my sofa and pulled out my chemistry textbook, flipping through the pages. I raised an eyebrow when I saw a blur of color. I returned to the page, and noticed the post-it. Alissa, remember to try out Second Life dammit! "Ah...useless." I declared, ripping it off my page and crumpling it. My best friend Alice had been, erm, persistent that I try Second Life.
However, as you can see, I'm studying. I don't have time for games. I frowned irritably. Alice then proceeds to point out you play it while you're asleep, thus, wound't cut into my studying time. I sighed irritably before closing the textbook. I groaned, "Ugh, chemistry hurts my head." I winced, looking at the clock. Thanks to Alice and a certain player demon, it was already ten at night. I eyed the Second Life box that was innocently sitting on my desk, and has been sitting on my desk for the last week. It hasn't even been opened yet. I groaned as I hung my head low, "Fine, you win like always Alice." I scowled, walking towards it and opening it in a childish manner.
I smiled whimsically, "I haven't played a game in a while...especially an RPG kinda game. Eh? 99.9 percent realistic?" I mumbled to myself. I pouted. Then, they should have just called it 'Real Life'. I shrugged. After putting the helmet and everything together, I laid down on my bed, gaming helmet on my head. I pressed the on button, and darkness immediately engulfed me. It sighed. So dark. So boring. I sighed in relief when the darkness finally left, and instead, a pretty lady was sitting on a floating chair.
"Welcome to Second Life! This is your first time playing, please wait a moment while the infrared and sound wave scan completes, so from now on, you can start playing the moment you put your helmet on!" she explained happily, as machines scanned me from every angle.
I nodded, "So...um...is it true the game has 99 percent realism?" I asked casually. Sure, the girl was an NPC, but I just felt like I should say something. Screw everyone who says it's not awkward when with an NPC, it damn is. The girl nodded.
"Yes, and for that reason, you cannot change genders and can only create one player." she explained. I nodded. I inwardly sulked. Darn, I was thinking of playing it as a male. I sighed dreamily. I could woo and protect ladies all day, what a dream. Sure, I could never actually fall in love with them, but I could adore them all I wanted. I have never fallen in love. How did I know I was straight? I just did. It's instinct. You don't go around questioning instinct.
The machines left my side, as the girl grinned. "All scans complete, you may now start creating your character," she explained, waving her arm, as multiple versions of me appeared around the room. "First, please choose a class." she explained. I nodded slowly, not sure what to say.
I twiddled my thumbs together, "U-Um...do you think...I could be...a guy?" I asked hesitantly. I sighed. I really want to woo and protect ladies, but wouldn't it be hypocritical for a girl to be presenting girls with roses and saving them dramatically from trolls like men? Plus, it would make the angels feel awkward on so many levels. I would know. I have tried multiple times before.
"Like I said earlier, that goes against the rules. I apologize." she answered. I pouted childishly as I tilted my head in thought. "However, out of curiosity, why do you want to be a guy? Females level up faster and, well, guys are constantly volunteering to fight for them-" the pretty lady explained.
I growled angrily, "That's the thing! I don't want," I grimaced. "Guys of all things," I spat. "To protect me! I want to protect ladies! Is that so much to ask for?!" I screamed. I pulled at my hair, "And leveling up faster?! Where is the equality in that?! Are you guys sexist?!" I huffed, panting once I was done my rant. I instantly stiffened when I realized that I had yelled all my inner thoughts, quite rudely, as well. "I'm sorry," I hastily added, raising my head. My eyes widened when I saw tears running down her cheek. I instantly felt like I got stabbed in the heart. I clutched the air above my chest. Oh what am I thy? A thy villain! To make thou maiden cry such wretched tears-!
"I-I'm..." she hiccuped, "So moved..." she added quietly, wiping her tears away. I was about to proclaim line 21 before her words registered in my head. Moved? She was moved by my words? She clenched her fist, "I never met such a righteous young lady before. I will have a word with my superiors." she sniffed, closing her eyes.
I raised an eyebrow. A word with her superiors? So she was a real person? "Huh, no wonder I felt awkward..." I excused. She opened her eyes again, with a bright grin.
"After some...negotiations, I have gained permission to make you a guy." she explained. I cheered, and for the first time this day, I felt actual excitement. I could be a guy! But...does that mean I'll be able to love ladies? I pressed a finger to my lips. Does being a guy be able to make me love girls...? I sighed. Probably not.
"On one condition," she hesitantly added. I snapped my attention back to her. She coughed, "My superiors said that we would get in quite a bit of trouble if anyone found out that you were able to make a trans character. Soon enough, we'll get huge files of complaints of people wanting to be trans and how unfair the situation is. So, you can become male, on the condition you don't let anyone find out you're actually a girl." she explained. She frowned, "If you do get found out...we'll have no choice but to terminate your character? Do you accept?" she asked.
I nodded eagerly as I smirked brightly, "Of course!" I answered confidently. She smiled weakly, and almost sadly.
"Personally, I really do hope you don't get found out. It would be a shame." she sighed. She quickly whipped out a smile, "Anyway, let's get started, now shall we?" she chirped, waving her arm again, and this time the versions of me turning into males. "There are many different races, humans, beasts, elves, celestials, elementals, etc." she explained.
I nodded, "What do you suggest?" I asked, eyeing all the versions of me curiously. I haven't played RPG games in a long time, and I kind of forget what each class typically's good and bad at. She pouted slightly before smiling.
"You should become a warrior, definitely. Humans have the strongest base strength, but elves are faster." she explained. She tilted her head the other way. "Then again, demons have good strength and speed as well..." she murmured. "Angels have good defense..." she added. I raised an eyebrow. Well, human sounds...boring. Elf...sounds boring. Angel sounds...boring. I shrugged.
"I'll be the demon class." I answered, while she was still listing off random classes. She snapped out of her daze and nodded. She snapped her fingers, making all the other versions disappear, and only a male demon version of myself stood in front of me. He had slight disheveled, but damn sexy, red hair and piercing red eyes. He had a lean built body and was average height. He stared at me boredly, before sticking his tongue at me playfully. I giggled, "I like you." I chuckled.
The girl smirked, "Quite a hottie I have to say. Would you like to beautify by 30%-?" she asked. I nodded passionately, and kneed down, as if a spotlight was on me.
"Of course! How will I be able to woo ladies if I'm not gorgeous?!" I cried dramatically, which earned me a blank look from the lady.
"...O-kay." she answered, snapping her fingers again. With a puff of smoke, I could barely hold in a squeal. The hair was just a little longer, but it was shinier, and gorgeous. It also had some hair that covered his left eye and made him look irresistible. His face was perfection nearly, and his body still looked the same, but I swore he got taller. I scoffed a little bit. I didn't notice it before, but he had a pair of cute devil wings on his back. They were small, and I doubted I could use them to fly.
"I love it! I shall now protect ladies!" I cheered, pumping a fist into the air. I couldn't help but drool as I stared at the demon version of myself. Kami, I look so much better as a guy... Even without the beautification.
The girl nodded, "Good luck! What username do you want?" she asked. I smirked. It has to be something cool, charming and alluring. Otherwise, angels will slap me away. Hmm...call me Abyss! Of course! A endless black crevice! That crevice created by men, I shall close it! I nodded approvingly.
"Abyss." I answered.
She nodded, "What continent?" she asked. "There's the West, East, South, North, and Central." she explained. "I suggest East if you would like Asian culture." she offered. She blushed slightly, "Sorry, sorry, this may be offensive, but my husband is Japanese, and you remind me of him. Strong, courteous..." she explained.
I nodded with a shrug, "Sure, why not? I like Chinese food." I answered. She nodded and snapped her fingers. My eyes widened when I suddenly merged with the demon, my head feeling lightheaded.
"Good luck!" was the last thing I heard before I blacked out. Slowly, but surely, my senses started regaining.
I couldn't help it... I have so many stories on hold, but I just really wanted to do this OC story. So, I hoped that you enjoyed, and please do not give me OCs or any plot ideas! Those just make me irritated :) Thanks for reading and please review!
