AN: Wrote this in the midst of packing the last things for a move tomorrow, hence the lack of much further things happening. I'm attempting to aim for at least 1k a chapter, and not a whole bunch of game UI- personal preference really. Reading a bunch of text like that in fics tend to make me go into skim mode.
To my first two reviewers(and wow that's weird to say):
Yes, there will most certainly be trolling among other shenanigans. I already have terribly horrible ideas in mind. And yes, that perk will be fun to use, particularly when poor Vivi is actually naturally the opposite of that. Game logic though amiright?
It was astonishingly easy, Vivienne found, running in this body. Her long legs ate up the ground in elegant strides that she would have never managed before in her old body. There wasn't a persisting ache in her joints, or a sting in her calves. Her breasts were small enough to not endlessly jiggle no matter how supportive her bra. Why did anyone ever want to have big boobs? It sucked. But beyond all that, the sheer amount of stamina this new form contained had to be the most obvious. It had to have at least been a few minutes since she had started actually running, and though her skin flushed with the pounding of her blood, she had yet to feel any kind of fatigue. Around her the neighborhood blended from the large plots that her own home sat on, to ever increasing close ones. A sign that she was likely running towards town instead of away from it. Mm, yeah so not her style. Vivienne looped across the street after a brief look for cars and headed back the way she came.
[By exercising determinedly, you have gained the Running skill!]
As soon as Vivienne leaped up excitedly on the porch, the familiar ding of a notification alerted her to the opening of a new window.
[Quest Updated]
Go for your first run in the neighborhood! Make your mom, and wolfy self proud! Those legs won't work themselves you know.
Run a mile: 50 exp, Grade B lunch, +2 rep with Mom
Get Ready: ? ? ?
? ? ?:
Helpful, truly game. The she-wolf rolled her eyes, unlocking the front door as she entered the house. It was warm inside. Warm where she felt cold and icky sweaty at the same time. It did not help that she could feel bits of hair clinging to the nape of her neck, along with other places along her back. Ew. Vivienne bounded up the stair and into her room, kicking off her shoes messily before remembering that she ought to actually stretch now that her body was limber. Well, she did know a few good stretches from dance among other things...
[By doing specific poses, you have gained the skill Yoga!]
[By stretching parts of your body, you have gained the skill Stretching!]
[Yoga and Stretching have combined to make the skill Flexibility!]
That seemed overly convoluted if you asked her. Why not just call it Stretching right off the bat? Vivienne wandered into the bathroom after a moment of snooping for the right door, shedding her clothes all the while. She turned the shower on, adjusting the heat to something hopefully acceptable before turning to get the first look at her reflection in the mirror. She looked...younger than the version of her that she created. Still slightly plagued by baby fat and the soft, rounded edges of youth. It made sense, she supposed. Considering that she er- died at age twenty-four. The game must have aged her down to look the part of a fifteen year old. Gross. Still, she didn't look too bad. Still not grown into her curves, and far too skinny fat for her preference. She had muscle, don't get her wrong, but it was far from the ohlalala strong babe she was totally going to go for. Right now she as baby wolf, but soon she'd be badass wolf mama. Er, without the kids. Mom friend kind of mama. She was far too young to think of babies. Shaking that thought from her head, Vivienne checked the water against before sliding her way into the hot spray of water. It was glorious to behold. And as she washed away the sweat from her skin, her thoughts finally turned to the nature of the game. Her new life. So far, she could earn skills and stats by doing things. Quests existed- and from that so too did levels and experience points. Was there like a game menu or some-
Bing!
The air around her shuddered to a stop, vision fading to grey as a bright, blinking screen faded into view before her. Well that answered that question. Now then..what did we have here?
Return
Character
Inventory
Help
Options
Quit
This would have been helpful so much sooner. The quit button was greyed out, not that she was particularly upset to know. Knowing that the option was locked made her drive to move forward easier than it could be. Her next line of inquiry was discovering the nitty gritty of her new powers- the options, aka holy grail of this entire mess. And what a sight it was…
[Options]
Vision
Sound
HUD
Extras
With all the time in the world, Vivienne played around with her settings. She found it rather disappointing that most of the useful and more game like features were turned off by default. Including an ever helpful tutorial option. But, she supposed it made sense for a real world turned game. She only wished it wasn't such a pain in the ass. After tuning everything to her satisfaction, the teen spent a little time exploring her inventory(and wasn't that a sight just begging to be exploited to its fullest packrat-y self.) All she had to do now was to check out her stats…
General / Quests / Reputation / Relationships
[Title] None
[Name] Vivienne
[Age] 15
[Gender] Female
[Birthday] January 19th
[Race] White
[Nationality] French-American
[Species] Werewolf
Attributes:
[STR] 11
[DEX] 6
[STA] 12
[CHA] 7
[WIS] 8
[INT] 9
[Level] 1
[Health] 110 / 110
[Mana] 130 / 130
[EXP] 0 / 100
[Perks]
[0]Bilingual Native- You grew up speaking two languages growing up, either due to your parents or some other circumstance. Speaking either is as easy as breathing. Gain French and English as languages. (Free with background).
[0]Predatory Roots- Unlocked with Werewolf. Everything from the way you walk, to the way you look at others screams predator. The perfect stalker whenever you wish to scare someone from behind. Or for convincing everyone around the block that you're the biggest bad around. Gain bonuses to stealth and intimidation actions. Increased sight, taste, hearing, and sound. 5% exp bonus when part of a pack. Increased aggression around the full moon. +5 STR +5 STA; gain +1 to each every successful full moon.
[3]One Classy Bird- The way you move, talk, stand, and look carries a hint of times past. Everything you do carries a touch of elegance not present in today's time.
Every level gives + 1-2 points in DEX and CHA.
[Skills]
Dance- Competent
Level: 10 - 0 / 1000
Parkour - Novice
Level: 1 - 0 / 100
Krav Maga- Competent
Level: 10 - 0 / 100
Running- Novice
Level: 1 - 30 / 100
Flexibility- Novice
Level: 1 - 15 / 100
General / Quests / Reputation / Relationships
[MAIN]
[Intro]
Go for your first run in the neighborhood! Make your mom, and wolfy self proud! Those legs won't work themselves you know.
Run a mile: 50 exp, Grade B lunch, +2 rep with Mom
Get Ready: ? ? ?
? ? ?:
[SIDE]
[DAILY]
General / Quests / Reputation / Relationships
Alsace Pack
Notorious - -100/-200
Mystic Falls
Neutral - 0 / 100
Mystic Falls High School
Neutral - 0 / 100
General / Quests / Reputation / Relationships
Astride Fay - (Blood/Pack)
Loving - 0 / 400