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Nym awoke with a start, nearly falling flat on her face. Barely managing to keep herself from planting her face into the floor, she looked around, realizing suddenly she'd come out of something that looked like a cryo-sleep pod right out of a Sci-Fi Movie. Worse still, a mirror showed her an image that didn't sit well with her. Even as she picked herself up shakily from the floor, she realized she was completely nude! Before she could react to that, a voice filled the room she was in.
"Welcome to the Planet of Pleasure my sexy Nym. You've been chosen to participate in my game. In this game, you will try to survive for as long as you can, using special abilities you've been granted. The goal of course is to get home, but along the way you'll encounter many chances to have some fun. By fun of course I mean there will be plenty of chances for you to have hot, fun sex with my friends. Ah, doesn't it sound fun to have sex whenever you want? I quite imagine you'll enjoy yourself, and if you can survive long enough, you may even have the honor of having hot, fun sex with me! Alas, your time to process is up, and soon enough my friends will come for you. You'd better get going, that room won't be safe for much longer! Oh, and Nym? Don't go down too easily, hahaha."
About the time the message ended, an energy barrier of some kind shut off, revealing a staircase that led upstairs, probably to the surface. Which meant she had to be under ground, yet another bad thing already on the list of bad things in this day. She'd spot a Staff on the table, which seemed to be, given the information she had in her mind, her weapon. Apparently she was a Ritualist or mage of some kind.
Options:
1: Time to hunt this bastard and kill him (aka move on).
2: Bullshit, I bet it's a sick joke (stay and find out if he's lying).
"Welcome to the Planet of Pleasure my sexy Nym. You've been chosen to participate in my game. In this game, you will try to survive for as long as you can, using special abilities you've been granted. The goal of course is to get home, but along the way you'll encounter many chances to have some fun. By fun of course I mean there will be plenty of chances for you to have hot, fun sex with my friends. Ah, doesn't it sound fun to have sex whenever you want? I quite imagine you'll enjoy yourself, and if you can survive long enough, you may even have the honor of having hot, fun sex with me! Alas, your time to process is up, and soon enough my friends will come for you. You'd better get going, that room won't be safe for much longer! Oh, and Nym? Don't go down too easily, hahaha."
About the time the message ended, an energy barrier of some kind shut off, revealing a staircase that led upstairs, probably to the surface. Which meant she had to be under ground, yet another bad thing already on the list of bad things in this day. She'd spot a Staff on the table, which seemed to be, given the information she had in her mind, her weapon. Apparently she was a Ritualist or mage of some kind.
Options:
1: Time to hunt this bastard and kill him (aka move on).
2: Bullshit, I bet it's a sick joke (stay and find out if he's lying).