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hi, i'm summer. i'm a tomboyish girl sorta and i love playing video games
I have a computer that's been broken for 4 months and now that I can't play any games, i'm back to roleplaying
I trade stocks and write books on the side
i once got into a dungeon and dragon's game (Might and Magic VII) that i lost so much track of time that i peed myself
i shoot lightning bolts when i'm asleep, so nobody dares to wake me
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Margot


On the docks


Margot quietly followed the group. Ah, the beach. The ocean. The warm winds. Everything is so peaceful. I like the beach even though I don't even know how to swim.

Someone approached @dabombjk. This shirtless man walked up to the group, and...

Wait, why is this guy naked??

Margot examined the guy. Nice body, so thin and shapely, but... he looks.. poor!

However, everything changed when the man offered everyone snacks. "Hello, wonderful to be here. I'm Kav, does anyone want a piece of candy?"

"Me! me! i love sugar!" replied Margot.

When Margot received the candy, she didn't even think too much about it. She put them in her mouth and the sweetness delighted her. She ate another, and another.

By the time she was done, she had eaten quite a bit. Almost instantly, she got a sugar high. Omg, i feel so much energy! i feel so happy!

Margot smiled. She looked up at the sky and her mind raced with energetic thoughts.

Too bad where we're going, there's going to be no sugar. Or anything for that matter! What am I going to eat?

She couldn't wait to go on glorious adventures, and face nail-biting danger.

I'm not afraid of anything! I'm fearless!
And the money. And when all this is over, I'm going to be ... somehow, some way... agonizingly rich! No, filthy rich! then, I will make babies with the best husband I can find.
I'm on my way to getting famous!
I can't wait!
... But you know what's an even better way to become famous? Leading the group that accomplished the mission by the king!


She looked around, hesitated a bit, but then she went for it. "EVERYONE, LISTEN UP!!! No doubt the adventures we're about to go on will be harsh and merciless as well as DANGEROUS. No doubt some of us will die!!! Now, is the time for all of you to choose! As your new leader, I PROMISE all of you that I will create a just and equitable society, a team that will accomplish our mission and make us all ff-- RICH!!! I am fearless! I am powerful. I cannot be corrupted. I am wise. I am successful! Choose me, nowww!!!!!!"
Margot


In the Tavern's bar


Everything was dark. That was because Margot's eyes were closed tight and her hands were covering her ears from all the noise. Her head was tucked between her ankles and she was scared like shit.

For a full ten minutes which had felt like an eternity, she had completely forgotten about the world and everything that happened around her. She only cared about her personal safety. In her mind, she pretended she was back in her bed at her mother's house, with all her stuffed toys, not out in this cruel world with all its sharp scary sounds -- which frightened the crap out of her. There was no other way to admit it... she was extremely afraid. She only wanted to get away from it all -- all the sharp clangs and the screaming and the people and the shattering and the violence.

As much as Margot consciously wanted to believe she was not, it was undeniable.

She was a coward.

From the first moment she became consciously aware of the sharp noises, she had somehow 'inadvertently' crawled underneath one of the tables in the corner furthest away from all the danger. For the past 10 minutes... which had felt like an eternity, she had been hiding underneath this table.

Don't hurt me. Don't hurt me, please! Please! I don't want to die. I'm not part of your fight. This isn't me! I'm not here to hurt anyone! Don't hurt me! I just want to be rich and happy and --

Suddenly, she thought about the 250,000 gold coins that was rightfully hers. Uh... uh... the money! Right! The money!

I want the money! But how do I get the money if I'm underneath a table? A sudden realization dawned upon her. She had an epiphany. If she wanted to join with mister dark and mister blond hair, she had to assume the role of someone she was not. She had to be someone she was not. She had to be someone stronger... better...

Omg, is it over?

She opened her eyes and uncovered her ears. Her head peeked out from underneath the table. She heard... Everything is so quiet, now. I think it's safe!

She crawled out from underneath the table and looked around. She saw... calmness. Everyone was so calm. The giant woman, Mister Blond Head, Mister Dark Head, the thiefy girl, the book guy, all the soldiers, and the guy in the armor.

I'm saved! Help has arrived. The soldiers are here! Margot tried to put on her best confident smile, adjusted her clothing, and pretended to everyone in the room that she hadn't gotten underneath a table the entire time.

Gosh, I hope no one saw me.

Then, she saw Mister Dark Hair crying with the guy in the armor. Crying???? And Mister Dark Hair... has so much hair! @Emeth

What? Mister dark hair is actually miss dark hair???? Is Mister Blond Hair also Miss Blonde Hair?? What are my eyes seeing? Wait... is Miss Dark Hair talking to me, now???

She was too shaken to hear properly. She heard miss dark hair say something (was it to Margot??) and then Mister Blond Hair said something as well. “You too mage girl,” said Mister Blond Hair. “Looks like it’s about time to head out.” @TheDemonHound

"R-r-r-right on! I'm with you, mister blond hair and miss dark hair!" said Margot, as she pretended she was a normal person who had fearlessly watched the fight without hesitation. She puffed her chest high and followed all the others out of the tavern.

I can do this. I can do this.
Margot


In the Tavern's bar


Margot heard the following:

“What a coincidence, we were also heading to Irinoth. Perhaps we could bring you along if you can prove to us that you’ve got a skill valuable enough to warrant it. Of course, if my companion here is also alright with that,” said Mister Blond Hair. @TheDemonHound

"Hm?" said Mister Dark Hair, who smiled. "There are several ships departing soon. I suppose you'll need to pay your fare?" Pause. "I suppose it can't be helped, can it? Safe travels." @Emeth

Suddenly, a purse of... COIN??? ... was handed out to Margot from Mister Dark Hair. Margot grabbed the coin purse and tried to feel it's weight. It was HEAVY! Without hesitation or fear of embarrassment, she looked into the bag and her eyes opened wide!

That's 200 gold coins, right there!!!

Immediately, several thoughts flashed through Margot's mind, all in quick succession:

First:
Wow, that's a lot of time weed money! She licked her lips and thought about all the mushrooms she could buy from the black market at her home town. She could visualize all the "trippy" experiences she could attain from smoking all that time weed.

Second:
I can finally afford a good place to sleep for the night! Yay me!

Third:
Mister Dark Hair just gave me 200 gold coins without so much as talking to me for more than 10 seconds! What else can I get from him?

All three thoughts unraveled in her mind, until something else clicked in her mind: Wow, these guys are loaded!!! And I LOVE rich men! I wonder how much Mister Blond Hair and Mister Dark Hair are worth? How RICH are they?

Now, she glanced at Mister Dark and Blond Hair and saw them differently, as well as an irresistible opportunity. Didn't Mister Blond Hair offer me to go with them? That's exactly what I wanted before they even spoke. And after all this, I'm pretty certain that's exactly what I want after. She licked her lips, thinking about how her chances of obtaining the 250,000 gold -- and maybe even a rich husband -- suddenly improved right in front of her.

She spoke. "I am a great element mage of incalculable caliber armed with an immeasurable number of destructive spells in my arsenal and I assure both of you that my participation in your group will result in vast profits for ALL of us. Both of you want me on your team, Mister Blond and Mister Dark Head. Um... what are your names, again?" Margot flashed both of them a grin that for once was actually genuine... because she really, really wanted the money from both the 250,000 gold reward and from whatever both rich guys had in their networth, and she really wanted to go on the adventure.

She was so excited to go with Mister Blond Hair and Mister Dark Hair that she didn't even notice the bar fight.
Margot


In the Tavern's bar


Margot sat up. She felt something. Something strong within the magical currents. She had spent years cultivating a sort of detection skill that enabled her to "feel" when another magic user was nearby, and now this sense was tingling. It felt like... a tension so tangible she could cut it with a knife.

It gave her energy when she had none. What is that? Who is that?

She searched around the bar. She saw two grown men standing next to the bartender. Her eyes focused on these two men. One of them had very little magic, but the other one.......

Whaaaa....???
No.... it's not possible.


She sniffed it. That is some serious magic!

Even without the magic, she knew she was in the presence of nobles. Just look at what they're wearing! Those are some seriously well dressed commoners. They look like fashionistas, or some type of costume showmen!

As her eyes took them in, she labeled them as Mister Dark Hair @Emeth and Mister Blond Hair @TheDemonHound. She could not tell which one was better dressed. They all looked like showmen! The only difference was that Mister Dark Hair had a lot of magic, whereas Mister Blond Hair had little.

Hmm.... nobles, huh? She smiled devilishly. Maybe if I mix with them well, they might pay for my trip to the southern islands? Maybe they'll pay for my night at the inn so I don't have to sleep in the stables or somewhere dirty? It never hurts to try.

Maybe they're adventurers, too! Adventurers with deep pockets!

Margot didn't consciously think of it, but she was well aware that it was necessary to band together with all sorts of people in her quest to earn all that money -- because she couldn't do it alone, even if she wanted all the money for herself. She was also well aware that she did not care about the world or the southern islands. She just wanted to go on exciting adventures and become famous.

Even before she got up, her eyes already sparkled with the idea of glory, fame, and honor. Because of all this, she suddenly formulated a plan... to use these two guys so that she could get what she wanted in life, and to get paid for most of the 250,000 gold reward that she knew she deserved.

Time for some serious sucking up.

She tidied up her clothe, put on her best innocent expression of a young woman who just wanted to get help and to help others reach their goals -- whatever those goals were -- and said to the two men near the bar, "Hi, maybe you two know a way to get to the southern islands?"
Margot


Margot entered the tavern's bar with a muddy look on her face. She was so hungry and tired from what she had been "doing" in the past two hours. Her hands instinctively patted her goodies pouch to reassure her mind that the remaining "good stuff" was still there.

Man, what a wild ride! And loads of fun, too! But all good things have to end at some point, so...

Margot shrugged to that fact, but now her mind told her how hungry she was. And sleepy. The first thing she saw when she entered the bar was all these wooden tables everywhere. Naturally, she walked to one of the tables and sat down on a chair.

Before long, a tavern wench with... um... sizable endowments... appeared next to her. "You're new here, aren't you? What would you like?" said the blonde.

"What's the cheapest meal you have on the menu?" asked Margot. "I'm a bit tight on money."

"Um.... cookies and eggs?"

"How much is it?"

"Two silvers."

"I'll have that," said Margot. "You may go."

The tavern wench frowned and then politely left.

Margot sat back and took out her wallet. Aside from a few coins, she was flat out broke. Gosh, I wish I hadn't spend all that money with the time weed dealer last week. But I think it was a good thing to do, because I doubt I'll find a black market here. Unless... I can find someone who knows the usual connections.

Margot was, in fact, new to this area of town. In fact, she came here from three towns away. Word of mouth traveled fast, and she knew the king was hiring adventurers. I am way too tired to think about glory and fame and my legacy to the world. I just want to eat and sleep.

As she waited for her meal, she did her usual routine when she didn't have anything to do -- and was not in a private enough space to do the "things" she wanted to do. The routine was given to her by her mother and it was this: Take five minutes each day to think about your long-term goal. And if you still feel excited about reaching it... if you still considered it worthy... then continue walking towards it. If not, set another goal.

Margot's long term goal had three components. One, she wanted to find a suitable husband. The best she could possibly find. Two, she wanted to become famous. Three, she wanted to have entertaining adventures.

For a woman of 23, she had already had three boyfriends, none of which ended with her being married. She did not want to remember any of them. Aside from the sex, each had been a waste of time. A playboy, a gangster, and a pimp. If history has proven anything, it's that I know how to pick my guys.

She thought about whether she was on the right track to become famous. 250,000 gold coins would definitely make her famous, but so was the fame from accomplishing the missions. And if she could get the ear of the king...

She spent the next few minutes thinking about her skills as a combat mage, but eventually too tired for even that. By the time her meal arrived, she was already drifting to sleep....

I'm too tired to even think about whether my goals should be my goals. I guess they're good? I guess I'm still excited for them? Maybe tomorrow, I'll think about it.

She ate her food.
Margot


"Two hundred and fifty thousand gold???" Margot The Commoner's eyes sprinkled with avarice upon hearing that sheer amount of money.

With 250,000 gold, I can buy my own mansion. I can become anyone I want! I can be rich! I can... pay my maids and butlers and get people to do things for me!

Margot's eyes sprinkled with glee as she watched the man stop talking. "Me! Me! I'm an adventurer! I want in! I'm a born leader! You want me to lead the team, Mr. Herald!" Margot rushed through the crowd and stepped in front of the Herald.

Her eyes sparkled. She didn't know what to expect next, but she knew one thing -- she wanted to be the center of attention. This was her time. This was an opportunity that she had been waiting for all her life. All that learning so she could cast her combat magic -- now was her chance to prove herself, to show off to the world! She was made for this. The world was made so she could take advantage of it! The ocean monsters and the undead army -- and whatever -- were made so she could become a heroine worshiped by millions -- forever! History books would be written about her upcoming adventures! She would be rich and loved by many. She'd be so famous and revered that the king will beg her to marry him! She could already imagine it. Children with the king. Becoming a queen -- no -- an Empress! A Saint! And all the money in the world that accompanied. Wealth, power, respect, glory!

The glory will be mine!

Now that she thought about it, the 250,000 gold coins were just a step in the ladder. A small step. She could already imagine the next phases of her life: becoming a heroine, waving to the parades in her honor, having a family with the king, being praised for her good looks and charming deeds! Glory! Honor! And above all else, fame!!!! Oh, the fame!!!!

She would fight uneven battles against unbelievable odds. Oh, to have her body ravaged to within inches of her life as a testament of her brute strength! Oh, the pain! The pleasure! She'd be overwhelmed... but she'd survive and learn and grow, and become.

For a moment, she was actually curious about her mission... to earn that 250,000 gold coins that was rightfully hers. She didn't care about the world, or... those poor people who she must rescue with honor and glory. Nor did she care what will happen to the world. All that mattered was that she got what she wanted.

Oh, to be through trials of combat! I'm gonna fight monsters!

Who or what were she fighting? She didn't care. What monsters? What army? What deadly assassins? She would overcome all of it. It was her... destiny.

Suddenly, she felt a little tired. Why am I tired?

The high from my time weed must be wearing off. She quietly looked around and scanned the surroundings for a place where she could be unseen. And if nothing works, I can always have fun with my precious fun stuff. She patted her bag of time weed that was in her pocket, and snickered to herself.




I wanna play!
Marcia entered the physical training room with a gun.

She was so sick and tired of the previous day's virtual reality sims that she just wanted to bust something. She opened her gun up, took some bullets out of her pocket, and then fed the bullets one by one into the gun's ammo chamber with enthusiastic hands.

Gosh, it's been a while since I've used a R68... but today I'm just gonna unload it on some practice target. There is nothing more satisfying than destroying something with real lead bullets.

She looked around, searching for a good practice target. She saw Corporal Damien and Drachen standing besides one of the practice targets. Nope, not that one. And then she found one of the training dummies that had bright targets painted on it. She inhaled, then walked to a distance of twenty feet, aimed, then pressed the trigger.

BANG!

She missed. One of the bullets struck the wall directly behind the dummy, totally missing the practice target. A scattering of metal-to-metal sparkling impact careened off the walls.

She fired, again.

BANG!

Missed, again. This time, the bullet struck one of the walls in the back, with more sparks.

She fired, again!

BANG!

Missed, again.

Gosh, I can't aim, today. My mind is just too filled up with crap that I can't even think well. And I'm supposed to be a proud owner of a R68? "You're going down, dummy!" She fired, again.

BANG!

This bullet smashed into the dummy's midsection, causing sparks to flare on the dummy's chest. The dummy took the hit like a punchbag and started wavering back and forth.

Yeah! Yeah! "I got em'!" said Marcia, smiling at the two men in the room. "Hey corporal! I finally hit! Yay me! Am I good or what?"

She fired, again.

BANG! BANG!

One hit. One miss.

She grinned. "Hey guys, I know I don't have the best aim -- but if i fire 5 times, I'm sure to hit at least two of them, right? It's all about numbers, right?"

Yeehaw! She kept firing. She emptied the clip in the general direction of the dummy, giving her some satisfaction after having hit the dummy at least three times out of 10. She smiled. Her day was getting better! She was feeling better. It was so satisfying... after a day of rummaging through VR sims and achieving nothing but getting totalled. The smell of gunpowder in the practice room reminded her that she was an active member of XCOM -- that she had power. It was enlightening.

"Yeah! Yeah!" She pressed the trigger. Nothing. She had no more bullets left. "Hey, you guys got some bullets for a standard R68? I wanna keep shooting!"
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