Muse rose to his feet as Nautilus helped him up, taking in all questions asked and thinking of how and in what order to best respond to them in. He figured introducing himself would be the best place to start. “Yes, I’m Muse,” he spoke to Evilorber. “As for what I am, really I’m nothing specific. I’m just myself. I change into whatever I want to be at any given time. That’s all.” He shrugged, half-dodging that one question. “As for Godmodder, AKA ‘Wolf Man’, well, he’s the one causing all this nonsense.” He explained. “He’s the one that dragged you all here, apparently made a mess out of quite a few RP settings, and even caused the Guild to crash for all those weeks. As for what he is and what exactly his motives are, I really don’t know.” He told them, being completely truthful that time. “I remember him saying something about wanting to create his own game and re-shape the Guild into something new, which would explain his efforts to destroy what’s already here, and I guess that makes you all a sort of member base for his ‘game’, but that doesn’t explain why he needs the Guild for whatever it is he’s doing, how he has his powers, or why he’s bringing you all in before his game is finished. There are still a lot of holes in it all…” he explained. 

“At any rate,” he changed the subject. “I figured this question would come up, so I’m going to address it sooner rather than later.” he took a deep breath. “Unfortunately, any danger you encounter here is completely real. Pain is real and, yes, even death is real.” Muse made sure to lock eyes with Ebil as he said that, as the young roleplayer didn’t seem to acknowledge the gravity of the situation yet. “And… unfortunately,” he turned to Nautilus. “I haven’t encountered any of the other roleplayers from our old group. I thought all of you had died; you’re the first survivor I’ve come across. There’s no guaranteeing that you’re not the only one.” He explained sadly. “And while I may seem to have near-unlimited power to all of you, I assure you there are limits. If, in a worst-case scenario, something bad happens to any of you, I won’t be able to bring you back.” He told them grimly. 

“Thankfully though, I have some survival skills you might be interested in learning.” He spoke up, trying to make things a bit more positive again. “I was originally going to take you to what appears to be a floating city RP above us,” he turned to Ebil, showing that he at least acknowledged his request. “But as John pointed out, it’s probably better that I teach you some of my abilities first. Or at the very least, give an introduction to them.” He looked back to the rest of the group, making sure they were all paying attention. 

“You see, the abilities you can learn here run on sort of the same engine, so to speak, as my own ‘shape-shifting’ abilities – and that’s the idea that reality here is malleable.” Muse started to explain. “Cuz see, if you’re a GM – or even just an ordinary player in a roleplay, but especially if you’re a GM – you have control over what happens in a roleplay world. You dictate what happens by writing it out and clicking send, and you [i]know[/i] that your word is law, and your players will have to comply with whatever it is that you just added to a story. You posted it, and it became a part of the story, no questions asked. That’s what makes things come to life here – when you post them and make them a part of the story. And while you might not be sitting in front of your computer screens any longer, you still have that ability.” He grinned. “In order to make something true, you just have to say it’s so. The tricky part, however, is believing it yourself. Your words in a roleplay wouldn’t mean much if you yourself didn’t think that what you wrote would be true in your canon. Therefore, in order to change things here, you have to unquestionably assume that what you think will happen [i]will[/i] happen, just like you do when writing for a roleplay.” He explained. “I know it’s difficult at first, after all your inability to change anything just by thinking about it back in your own world has sort of conditioned you to doubt yourself, but I assure you, it’s not impossible! We’ll all probably need to practice together for a while, maybe after we’ve found some shelter, but you’ll get the hang of it eventually.”