My body jumps reacting to the surprise announcement then childish laughter erupts behind me. My eye twitches from the brat laughter mainly for me being startled and caught off guard. Damn brat who does he thinks he is making fun of me and getting away with it. I don't think so!
I turn around frowning at the culprit instead I spot a child, perhaps a teenager, NPC sitting on a weird device. NPC's tan skin peeks from his white dress shirt and tailor red vest while his hand tries to cover his wide smile and laughter; his black pants and dress shoes move backward and forward against his chair. Only the upper portion of his face was covered by a strange helmet; it has a red visor with big ears aside from it. The plugs surround the boy connecting to his mechanical hovering chair. The chair floats a couple feet from the ground as he leans back.
Strange enough, if I look closer at his helmet the glowing red lines are designed to look like a monkey. I have a hunch he's definitely some kind of a prankster. I bet he is. Regardless, though-
The fact is he's STILL laughing at me!
"Ahaha! Sorr-aha ha! SO sorry about that!" The asshole laughs at my reaction.
I'm going to call him that even if he tells me his name. It's a bit hard to decide between Asshole and monkey. Monkey seems to have more affections than Asshole...Nah, I stick with Asshole.
"Ha-ha," I reply, sarcasm lingers in my tone and glare at him.
The asshole smiles, "No, need to get your pantie twisted." He says, floating closer to me. "Though your mom wasn't complaining about that last night!" He snickers. My lip did twitch a bit from that joke. "Ha! I got you to smile!" He chuckles and points at me, he tilts his head staring at me from that angle. "It's not a big smile, but hey! I get what I can get."
"Shut up!" I glared at him.
"Aaaw, big man doesn't like my jokes?" The asshole smirks, "Here I thought you do."
NPC, child, or what-not, he started to annoy me. My expression darkens giving the damn brat a cold stare bath in icy fury he falters then freeze when he knows that I wasn't playing around with him this time.
"Ok, ok, ok!" His voice changes to a deeper tone.
My expression softens a bit, confused, and startled at the sudden change. How does he do that? I guess he's older than he looks or an audio changer. He raised his hands to give me the gesture of 'I come in peace' then dropped his hands and gave me an apologetic smile. I chuckle at his gesture and his smile widens.
"Ahem! Welcome, player to Second Life!" He gestured at the empty space.
With a snap of his finger, different kinds of species suddenly appear around us. From various beast-men, being with wings, different kinds of elves and humans look at us.
"As a new player, you can select one of many races here and change your appearance. You can also increase or decrease your beauty by 15%." The asshole said, gesturing at the races then he pointed at me "BUT, you cannot change your gender." He warned. It's not like I want to change my gender anyway. I nod to tell him I understand him.
"Ok, good!" The asshole claps his hands together, "Now, what kind of species do you want to be?!"
"I can see a preview of myself in different species first?" I ask, curious to see the different appearances of myself, and I rather not pick a random one just to hate it for the rest of the game.
"I don't see that as a problem. Why not." He shrugs then waves a hand for the races to disappear. "What do you want to see?" He questioned.
"Can I see myself as an a...beast man?" I shrug; hoping I would look tough. The asshole chuckles and a beast man appears. An orc version of me just wheezing and panting glance at me.
"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!" Orc me yell, glaring at me as he sizes me. I stand my ground. Well, the tough part was at least right; however, this b!tch was trying to imitate me. Me. This motherf!cker thinks he scares ME! No way I'm going to be scared by some ax-wielding orc b!tch!
"SHUT UP, B!TCH!" I glower back at the orc and take a step closer toward the orc looking at him in the eyes. "I AIN'T scare off some wannabe orc b!tch! Who's trying to prove his manhood by imitating yourself in front of a mirror!" I growled back, my orc self and Asshole stood silent for a moment then Asshole almost fell down hollering with laughter.
"Burn!" Asshole chortle. "Here, I thought you're a stoic bastard!" Both of us glared at him in return. He settles down and dispels the orc.
"I guess you don't want to be an orc?" My glare answered him. "Any other choices?" He chuckles.
"How about a human?" I ask. Nothing can't be any worse than the orc.
"Sure!" He chirps and a version of myself dressed in cloth armor appears in front of me.
My human self just stood there silent with the same non-expression as me. I tilt my head at the copy. "As an elf?" I ask curiously.
My elf-self appears and he somehow looks more handsome than me. I blink and rub my eyes at the sudden beauty. With a sudden idea, I glance at Asshole. "Can I increase beauty to 15%?"
Curious to see what would happen if I increase it and-Asshole looks shocked staring at my counterpart I want to see too- DAYUM! Damn, I look good. Too good. Do I always look at this? 15% isn't much of a difference, but the way my boyish short black hair compresses my face and elfin ears soften my appearance a bit. It contrasts with my icy eyes and peach skin. At least my body has the same physical appearance as mine, thank god. All and all it gave me what I could say as a handsome model. It was a bit too much for me to handle yet I couldn't look away from him. Still, I can't believe I look like that...
"WOW!" Asshole shouts in his childish voice, "If I knew you look like that I would visit YOU last night!" He laughs. "Though you already look so pretty." I couldn't help but laugh as well. I would question that. Asshole flinches and silently whines from my insane laugh. Oh, I should have controlled that. "Though, I probably won't survive the night with you." He deadpans stated.
"Damn right! You won't!" I continue to laugh. Asshole smiles at me and laughs too. I guess he's not too bad for an NPC...
"Are you going to keep this race?" Asshole questions my choice, but I wasn't so sure. If I look like this...people won't stop pestering and possibly stalking me because of my looks. On the other hand, I need to find friends because of my promise. FUCK! What do I do?
"Is it possible for me to get a mask?" I question in a serious tone. Asshole looked gobsmacked as much as I could tell with a half cover visor.
"WHY do you want to hide your pretty face?!" He childishly whines at me.
What? Are you serious?!
"Well, for a start... I LOVE to LIVE and NOT be HUNTED as MEAT for wolves!" I yell at him. Asshole just laughs at my miserableness. Asshole.
"One, your looks could get you any chicks you wanted in the game and some guys too if you swing that way." Asshole mischievously smiles at me. My jaw just dropped. WHAT T-!
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled, "No, I'm not interested in anyone!" I huff at him. Asshole chuckles at my response. "Look. Can I get a mask? If not, I want to change my appearance."
"Aww, but I like your appearance..." He whines and I glare at him, "Fine, fine... I can try to see if you register for any special codes. One moment." Asshole's visor glows blue for a moment then resumes its normal color. "Well, what-you-know, you registered to receive a special fashion in a game item." He chuckles. Wait, how? ...Of course!
"Of course, she did it" I mumbled. Jennifer registers me for a lot of things to give me some kind of incentive to join or play something. She truly wanted to make sure I get something good to be involved in Second Life. "What did I get?"
"Surprise, surprise! It's a mask!" Asshole exclaimed and a screen appeared in front of me.
The screen shows a hockey mask with holes around the forehead, eyes, nose, and mouth, similar to Jason's mask. There are three red triangles located below the forehead, but above the eyes. The last two triangles are on each cheek below the eyes. The mask looks scary yet it's awesome!
"Cool," I respond, fondling over the design.
"It's creepy." Asshole huffs and crosses his arms "Just go to inventory and equip it on when you are in the game just say 'inventory'."
"Ok," I said, "It's it still possible to change my appearance?" Still, I wanted to ask.
"Aww, really?" He whines. I nod "Too bad!" Asshole sticks his tongue at me "I wasn't going to change it for you anyway." He smirked. "Now, then! I'm making you keep all the changes on your avatar and your name will be..." Asshole smirked wider, waiting for the dramatic pause. "H2O Delirious! Because of your eyes, mask, laughter, and the INSANE reason for changing your appearance." He started and evilly laughed. How CAN a childish voice sound so evil?! "Oh, yeah! Look me up, name Lui Calibre! Peace!" He smiles and waves goodbye at me. Wait! He's actually a player too?!
"WAIT, WHAT?!" I shouted. I watch my avatar and myself move toward each. Once both of us merged, everything turned black. Cursed you, monkey!