Autumn

Autumn rubbed at her arm, trying to drive down the anxiety that being out in the field brought. She glanced around, as if expecting a boar to charge out of a random bush right for her... despite knowing in her head that boars didn't have much of an aggro range; not as much as the wolves, which she was pretty sure wouldn't spawn so close to town... When Almina admitted to jumping into a group of four of the things, though, Autumn's wide eyes snapped to her. "That was dangerous!" she blurted, clear panic in the high note of her voice. "You could've died! Even if you have back-up, you n

"You all right?" Ayaka froze in her clumsy attempt to stand, looking up just in time to see a young woman—around about her own age—partly-climbing but mostly-falling out of a tree not too far away. When this woman caught herself on a branch, Ayaka blinked and stared. "Ehehe, hi," said the woman, and Ayaka winced a beat before the crack sounded; she was genre-savvy enough to know that came next. And familiar enough with the durability of the trees to be found in the Town of Beginnings to guess that the ones outside of town wouldn't fare much better. So the woman took her tumble,

Another day was passing in a hazy blur. How long had it been since she'd been trapped here? Since they all had...? Autumn—no, Ayaka, she hadn't yet earned the right to think of herself as "Autumn"—had finished her food run. She had an arrangement with a local low-level, female player: she would take care of menial tasks like shopping for food, and in exchange, she would get to eat with the household. A middle-aged mother had logged on with her two rambunctious sons on launch day, kids that couldn't have been older than eleven or twelve, and she had her hands full just keeping an eye on th

Profile: Username: Autumn | Real Name: Ayaka Aoki Age: 19 | Gender: Female | Height: 5' 4" There's an absurd notion that girls aren't supposed to be into video games. What's even more absurd is that girls themselves often believe it. So it's no surprise that Ayaka hardly had any friends who shared her interests, and even less surprising that on the few occasions when she tried to share those interests with the friends she did have, the best she got was polite, feigned interest and more often than that, incredulity. Oh well. It wasn't as if she needed friends to game wi