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Avani was surprised that Kasai was silent and seemingly lost in thought as well when they rode out of Republic City. She supposed they both had mixed feelings about leaving, but Kasai had more of a reason to stay so she wondered why she was being silent. She hoped it wasn’t because she’d changed her mind about going on this extended vacation. Perhaps it was just odd to leave her home city with no idea when she’d return, a form of goodbye then. Avani sped up a bit, not wanting to linger any longer in the city than necessary in case someone actually did change her mind.
Once they had left the city behind them, Avani felt a lot more comfortable and free. At least her mind could relax, her body was getting sore and tired. No surprise really, but she didn’t want to stop too early for a break either. The further they got from Republic City the better, and the sooner they would be in Ba Sing Se. She felt an increase in motivation to keep driving for a few hours more when Kasai tightened her arms around her and pressed her chest against her back. Suddenly the bags and corners poking her didn’t bother her as much.
“That’s certainly comfortable compared to these bags.” Avani said loudly enough to hear in the wind, and smiled. “Why did you ever ride in the sidecar when you make such lovely support for my back…” The last comment wasn’t said as loudly, and in a somewhat jokingly manner. She did think they should have done it this way sooner though.
After a few hours nothing felt comfortable anymore, not even Kasai’s chest squished against her back and Avani had to stop the motorcycle. They stopped on the side of the road, some buildings could be seen in the distance around them and they weren’t the only ones traveling this road either. It may not be the best place to take a break, but she’d tried to get them as far as she could in one go. Avani wasn’t sure how much further it was to the earth kingdom, or if they’d already entered it. The border was unclear to her, but she kind of knew how to get to Ba Sing Se at least. It had been a long time since she’d been there though.
She stepped off of the motorcycle, stretched and let herself fall into the grass next to the road. “Aw yeah, that’s better.” Avani moaned and stared up into the sky. “I need a moment before we continue. We definitely packed a bit too much, so if you want to throw some things away go ahead.” She joked, then motioned for Kasai to come lay next to her. “Or you could take a break next to me, babe.”
Once they had left the city behind them, Avani felt a lot more comfortable and free. At least her mind could relax, her body was getting sore and tired. No surprise really, but she didn’t want to stop too early for a break either. The further they got from Republic City the better, and the sooner they would be in Ba Sing Se. She felt an increase in motivation to keep driving for a few hours more when Kasai tightened her arms around her and pressed her chest against her back. Suddenly the bags and corners poking her didn’t bother her as much.
“That’s certainly comfortable compared to these bags.” Avani said loudly enough to hear in the wind, and smiled. “Why did you ever ride in the sidecar when you make such lovely support for my back…” The last comment wasn’t said as loudly, and in a somewhat jokingly manner. She did think they should have done it this way sooner though.
After a few hours nothing felt comfortable anymore, not even Kasai’s chest squished against her back and Avani had to stop the motorcycle. They stopped on the side of the road, some buildings could be seen in the distance around them and they weren’t the only ones traveling this road either. It may not be the best place to take a break, but she’d tried to get them as far as she could in one go. Avani wasn’t sure how much further it was to the earth kingdom, or if they’d already entered it. The border was unclear to her, but she kind of knew how to get to Ba Sing Se at least. It had been a long time since she’d been there though.
She stepped off of the motorcycle, stretched and let herself fall into the grass next to the road. “Aw yeah, that’s better.” Avani moaned and stared up into the sky. “I need a moment before we continue. We definitely packed a bit too much, so if you want to throw some things away go ahead.” She joked, then motioned for Kasai to come lay next to her. “Or you could take a break next to me, babe.”
1. The Dark Forest by Liu Cixin
2. Childhood's End by Arthur C. Clarke
3. Rendezvous with Rama by Arthur C. Clarke
4. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
5. Dragon Age series
2. Childhood's End by Arthur C. Clarke
3. Rendezvous with Rama by Arthur C. Clarke
4. Brave New World by Aldous Huxley
5. Dragon Age series
Irina was leaving her apartment on a snowy day in January, as if her country wasn’t cold enough already. Under normal circumstances she wouldn’t set her foot outside on a day like this, not that she left the safety and warmth of her apartment much during the winter season anyway. Irina had everything she needed, and would order food to her door when it ran out. Both takeout and groceries could be brought to her that way. It may be expensive depending on what she ordered, but she had no need to worry about money or a budget.
Her parents paid for everything. They were bigwigs at the international pharmaceutical company Crauter Inc. Irina was their third child, so she’d never had much pressure on her to follow in her parents’ footsteps like her older siblings. Instead, she’d almost become the stereotypical spoiled rich girl. Almost. An unexpected turn on her path down that road had twisted her. She’d come in contact with people that were definitely on the other side of life compared to the people she had grown up around.
She’d gotten her parents to buy her one of the more advanced VR set ups that existed when she was 14 years old. Irina used it without any supervision, and eventually found her way to the deeper, darker parts of virtual reality after figuring out the way based on the writings of others. Quite a bit of it was hidden or coded. There she stumbled upon the people that had made it their home after she returned one time too many.
It didn’t take long for them to find out who she was, as she’d little knowledge of how to protect information about herself, especially from people with their experience. A naive and dumb kid at the time, she’d begged them to not stop her from using her VR which they’d threatened to destroy. Her set up may have been used by someone with a rather crude and basic understanding of it, but she should still have realized that wasn’t possible with the supposedly best system money could buy.
Long story short, they made her carry out a few tasks for them claiming that it would prove whether they could trust her to keep quiet or not. Incidentally, each of those tasks included getting money from her parents to her new friends. Irina didn’t care much about the money, or lying to her parents. She wanted to know the individuals behind the avatars, what drove them and slowly she learnt more about the group. They became friends as the years passed. They showed her how to protect her real identity and use the VR in ways she hadn’t thought possible. She never got that great at using it for the highly advanced technical stuff, but she managed. The group stopped asking her to get them money to prove her worth too. Irina became an actual member in many ways. She took the nickname Asylum, a cool english word she thought sounded badass at the time. It stuck with her though, and at times she wished she could change it. It was harder to do than changing her own name when all the friends she had used it.
The group she’d joined was Abyss Mirror. It wasn’t the most well known cyber group in the world, even now years later, but fame was the opposite of competence in their work. They generally didn’t want the public to know they existed, though they had caused a few news articles through their time. They were supporters of free speech, transhumanism and hybrids in particular. Irina wasn’t a hybrid herself, and she didn’t have all that many cybernetic parts either compared to others. She had some modifications on her neck to easier plug into VR systems, and a few to make her better at using her expensive charged sword. She was more of an idealist who believed in a better future achieved through technology than someone who desperately needed it because they’d gone full hybrid or cyborg. The means used to get that future weren’t all that important in her opinion. People might die. Empathy had never been one of her strong traits.
While lost in thought with a hand on the sword under her orange cartoon fox jacket, Irina had made her way through the gutter to the bar Darkwire. She’d traveled through the gutter alone before, and gotten to the Darkwire safely. Her parents would each have had strokes if they knew she’d done it, but then that would be their reactions to a lot of her reality and they could always get medicine from the company, right? She didn’t hate her parents. It was just easier if they stayed out of her life like they’d always done, so she’d convinced them to buy her an apartment of her own. They were tools she used to get money, but they’d chosen that themselves. There was no way to make up for years of neglect now.
Yet there were things she never wanted them to find out about her, which was the reason she’d come to a shady and smelly bar during the worst season. Irina was fairly certain that someone had her apartment on surveillance, and that someone checked the bills she handed to her parents each month. Maybe it was just paranoia, but it was hard not to be paranoid when you were aware that someone had made members of Abyss Mirror disappear. There were some packages she couldn’t have delivered to her apartment, and meetings she couldn’t do through virtual reality. Irina took a seat at a secluded table in the bar, and decided to wait ten minutes max.
Her parents paid for everything. They were bigwigs at the international pharmaceutical company Crauter Inc. Irina was their third child, so she’d never had much pressure on her to follow in her parents’ footsteps like her older siblings. Instead, she’d almost become the stereotypical spoiled rich girl. Almost. An unexpected turn on her path down that road had twisted her. She’d come in contact with people that were definitely on the other side of life compared to the people she had grown up around.
She’d gotten her parents to buy her one of the more advanced VR set ups that existed when she was 14 years old. Irina used it without any supervision, and eventually found her way to the deeper, darker parts of virtual reality after figuring out the way based on the writings of others. Quite a bit of it was hidden or coded. There she stumbled upon the people that had made it their home after she returned one time too many.
It didn’t take long for them to find out who she was, as she’d little knowledge of how to protect information about herself, especially from people with their experience. A naive and dumb kid at the time, she’d begged them to not stop her from using her VR which they’d threatened to destroy. Her set up may have been used by someone with a rather crude and basic understanding of it, but she should still have realized that wasn’t possible with the supposedly best system money could buy.
Long story short, they made her carry out a few tasks for them claiming that it would prove whether they could trust her to keep quiet or not. Incidentally, each of those tasks included getting money from her parents to her new friends. Irina didn’t care much about the money, or lying to her parents. She wanted to know the individuals behind the avatars, what drove them and slowly she learnt more about the group. They became friends as the years passed. They showed her how to protect her real identity and use the VR in ways she hadn’t thought possible. She never got that great at using it for the highly advanced technical stuff, but she managed. The group stopped asking her to get them money to prove her worth too. Irina became an actual member in many ways. She took the nickname Asylum, a cool english word she thought sounded badass at the time. It stuck with her though, and at times she wished she could change it. It was harder to do than changing her own name when all the friends she had used it.
The group she’d joined was Abyss Mirror. It wasn’t the most well known cyber group in the world, even now years later, but fame was the opposite of competence in their work. They generally didn’t want the public to know they existed, though they had caused a few news articles through their time. They were supporters of free speech, transhumanism and hybrids in particular. Irina wasn’t a hybrid herself, and she didn’t have all that many cybernetic parts either compared to others. She had some modifications on her neck to easier plug into VR systems, and a few to make her better at using her expensive charged sword. She was more of an idealist who believed in a better future achieved through technology than someone who desperately needed it because they’d gone full hybrid or cyborg. The means used to get that future weren’t all that important in her opinion. People might die. Empathy had never been one of her strong traits.
While lost in thought with a hand on the sword under her orange cartoon fox jacket, Irina had made her way through the gutter to the bar Darkwire. She’d traveled through the gutter alone before, and gotten to the Darkwire safely. Her parents would each have had strokes if they knew she’d done it, but then that would be their reactions to a lot of her reality and they could always get medicine from the company, right? She didn’t hate her parents. It was just easier if they stayed out of her life like they’d always done, so she’d convinced them to buy her an apartment of her own. They were tools she used to get money, but they’d chosen that themselves. There was no way to make up for years of neglect now.
Yet there were things she never wanted them to find out about her, which was the reason she’d come to a shady and smelly bar during the worst season. Irina was fairly certain that someone had her apartment on surveillance, and that someone checked the bills she handed to her parents each month. Maybe it was just paranoia, but it was hard not to be paranoid when you were aware that someone had made members of Abyss Mirror disappear. There were some packages she couldn’t have delivered to her apartment, and meetings she couldn’t do through virtual reality. Irina took a seat at a secluded table in the bar, and decided to wait ten minutes max.
What Ellri said, while anyone could technically be a GM. There's not all that many good GMs. Personally, the hardest part with RPing for me has almost always been dealing with people. Those that aren't interested in RPing with me, but claim to be. Those that seem a lot more interested in arguing and starting drama than doing anything else. Lately it's been particularly hard to remain motivated to RP at all, and I've asked myself more than once why I still do it. All thanks to having to deal too much with certain kinds of people or behaviour. I still got that one good fun RP I've been doing for almost a year now, and that seems to be the only reason I didn't quit at some point.
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She didn’t mind Kasai bringing the food with them, though it would take up more space. It didn’t feel entirely necessary either when the lovely cook herself would be coming on the trip, but at least they wouldn’t have to cook any more food for a while. Avani supposed she would have to do some of the cooking herself since they were both on vacation. It wouldn’t be the first time she’d cooked when they’d lived together, but she had a feeling they both preferred when Kasai did it.
Shortly after she’d brought all the bags down to the motorcycle and put them inside of any available space, Kasai came down with her own bags. She hoped there wouldn’t be too little space for them. It would get uncomfortable fast on a longer drive if there wasn’t enough room. They could take a break as soon as they got out of Republic City if it was proving a pain.
“I’ve got everything I need, which is really just my money. I figure we can borrow stuff on the journey if we need it.” Avani grinned, after she’d implied that they could rob people if they lacked anything. She knew Kasai wouldn’t take kindly to that at all. “Seriously though, I don’t think much else would fit on the motorcycle even if you wanted to bring it. Go lock up the apartment and we’ll be on our way outta here.”
Avani took Kasai’s bag from her, so that she could go lock the door while she tried to fit even more bags on the already full motorcycle. Somehow, she did get all of the backpacks strapped to or put inside of the motorcycle in the end. Just in time too, as she noticed Kasai had returned. “Hope you weren’t just standing there watching me.” Avani teased. “It’s ready now, so let’s get going.”
She climbed onto the bike, careful not to break anything or make a bag fall. Once on, she put the key in the ignition and turned it. The motorcycle’s familiar humming began. It was time to leave, even though she could hardly believe she was actually doing it. A thought about where this path would lead crossed her mind as Kasai got onto the bike as well, then they were off.
Avani remained quiet for the first few moments, as they drove down streets she’d walked with friends, uncertain that she would ever return. Those friends were gone, and even if Kasai wanted to return one day Avani wasn’t as sure herself. It was a large world. Somewhere there had to be a better place for her than this.
Maybe moving back to Ba Sing Se after their journey was over wasn’t a bad idea. She hoped she would find an answer soon. She’d even cancelled the contract on her apartment, so there would be nothing to return too unless she moved in with Kasai for real.
Shortly after she’d brought all the bags down to the motorcycle and put them inside of any available space, Kasai came down with her own bags. She hoped there wouldn’t be too little space for them. It would get uncomfortable fast on a longer drive if there wasn’t enough room. They could take a break as soon as they got out of Republic City if it was proving a pain.
“I’ve got everything I need, which is really just my money. I figure we can borrow stuff on the journey if we need it.” Avani grinned, after she’d implied that they could rob people if they lacked anything. She knew Kasai wouldn’t take kindly to that at all. “Seriously though, I don’t think much else would fit on the motorcycle even if you wanted to bring it. Go lock up the apartment and we’ll be on our way outta here.”
Avani took Kasai’s bag from her, so that she could go lock the door while she tried to fit even more bags on the already full motorcycle. Somehow, she did get all of the backpacks strapped to or put inside of the motorcycle in the end. Just in time too, as she noticed Kasai had returned. “Hope you weren’t just standing there watching me.” Avani teased. “It’s ready now, so let’s get going.”
She climbed onto the bike, careful not to break anything or make a bag fall. Once on, she put the key in the ignition and turned it. The motorcycle’s familiar humming began. It was time to leave, even though she could hardly believe she was actually doing it. A thought about where this path would lead crossed her mind as Kasai got onto the bike as well, then they were off.
Avani remained quiet for the first few moments, as they drove down streets she’d walked with friends, uncertain that she would ever return. Those friends were gone, and even if Kasai wanted to return one day Avani wasn’t as sure herself. It was a large world. Somewhere there had to be a better place for her than this.
Maybe moving back to Ba Sing Se after their journey was over wasn’t a bad idea. She hoped she would find an answer soon. She’d even cancelled the contract on her apartment, so there would be nothing to return too unless she moved in with Kasai for real.
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I think it's better to go for RPs that have been going for months. At least you can be somewhat certain they won't die right away like all the others. One of the longest group RPs I was ever in was one I joined after it had been going for a year or so, and I stayed for about a year and a half. Unfortunately they're not all like that. Another one I joined recently has some seriously rude members, like my god, which is off-putting to say the least.
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