Redoing the events a little, to keep the DM in the dark...
Lucas had wondered around the cavern for some time, but it was quite obvious there was no escape. Game logic suggested there had to be a way out. There was no such thing as a dead end.
Unless of course, the game glitched.
She tried her best not to think of it like that. After all, as much as this place used game rules, it also had a very detailed overlay of reality upon it, and a link to the real world. Earth itself was above the sky, and things they did here were likely to affect things on Earth. The idea of a 'reality' glitching, was absurd. (Unless time paradoxes were involved anyway... she hoped to Selene it was not!)
Lucas knew this could be dangerous. This place... whatever it was, is connected to the forces of the universe. She was bumbling around without certainty on just what her footprints would do to her home, as well as to this world on a grand scale. It was not just a game... it was a game of reality itself.
The skeleton had to be the key... and as luck would have it, she had a bunch of scrolls! She recited the strange words, using the name of Selene to power them... But the resurrection scroll wouldn't work. She read the notes on the scroll, and saw that it would only work on a body that had died within a year... It looked like 'custom rules' were in play.
"Okay! So, resurrection scroll on skeleton, bad idea..." - Said Lucas as the light from the scroll burned away the writings. She had just wasted it...
Ah! But she had another scroll. That of 'reincarnation'. She had to admit this could be fun, and she certainly wasn't worried of 'consequences' given that this was just a character. Some NPC like the others of this world. It was really just like a video game.
The skeleton become smaller... and smaller...
Lucas watched with some curiousity as naked flesh came into view. Was it becoming a child? No... just a little woman with touches of fur around her body and a strange red collar fastened around her neck. Hm... but it also had cat ears and a tail? Well... custom rules indeed. even custom races. She was starting to like this.
What she was quite surprised though was when the little woman looked up in shock, and the collar around her neck started to glow. Instantly she tried to attack the angel, with a blank look in her eyes.
Lucas wasn't too worried. She was a goddess... she was practically invincible, and this poor creature didn't have a chance. She easily dodged every blow/ the blows the catgirl threw.
"Okay time out now! I said time out!"
The cat girl stopped suddenly in mid swing.
She was... frozen.
DM battle had paused the game for Cliff. Pause in place for five minutes he.. or she said.
Cliff carefully pondered the situation. She didn't want to have the character kill the angel... mainly because he just got it back. Still given what had happened to it, he didn't feel any... connection to it at all. Using the reincarnation spell, he felt like...
.. like 'Corrin Giantkiller' was just killed by the DM's action.
He didn't feel anything now to this character, now that it wasn't even human or the same sex. Part of him was wondering if he should even bother trying to save 'her'. Why should he care? She meant nothing to him now... absolutely nothing. It wasn't him any more... the DM just took his awesome character away and replaced it with... this. Just to spite him.
You may choose the 'method' of attack said the DM.
Cliff looked at the screen. He was half tempted to just let the character kill itself or something. Still... if the character died, he might not be able to cast any spells in the real world. Or maybe if it died, he could just make a new character?
What kind of attacks can I have? he asked in the end.
The screen lit up with a number of options. Claw attack, mesmerising eyes, and some kind of special ability of the neko race. Cliff looked at each option, not really thinking on how he could win... but just let the character survive this encounter with the divine angel. I'll activate the special ability.
Lucas was a little stunned as the cat girl suddenly... stared at the angel. It went up to her, and licked her cheek looking with adoring eyes.
"Are you going to behave now?" Asked the angel wondering what was the deal now.
"Yes Mistress," she said giggling.
Lucas frowned. "... you are joking right? I'm not your mistress. You're not a pet."
The cat girl looked sadly. Her heart seemed to almost break. "But I can follow you now right?"
"Well..yeah. Fine. Do you know a way out?" Lucas was getting tired of these NPCs. This one was... a little uncomfortably 'real'.
"Easy! I was here before and know the way out. I just don't remember a lot of it! Not important I guess?" The cat girl wagged her tail happily, as she jumped up to a small passage way, and pulled on a lever.
"Good. Well, welcome to the team! Oh... here. Wear this T-shirt." Lucas gave the cat girl an oversized T-shirt to cover herself with.
This was...certainly the weirdest game she had ever played.
Cliff sighed as the DM conveyed the events. He got his first item, a 'vest' for his naked character as a gift from the angel. So now Giantkiller (Or whatever he was going to call 'her') was going to adventure with the angel. Maybe now he can get a few spells working. He really hated this DM... but it looked like he had no choice but to play 'the game'.
They closed the session out and said they will continue it another day. Cliff was welcomed back to the game... but he wasn't sure he was going to enjoy it.
Then... something unsettled him. His shadow was... wrong. It was smaller and... and.. there was something sticking out of it's head? Like strange- cat ears?
Cliff was so shocked at he stood up from the chair as if he had just been stung.
had to wonder if this was just a weird trick of the light. He was a very imaginative person, even if he was also a jerk and a bit of a bully lately. What he was seeing just couldn't possibly be real. It was just ... just impossible. He evaded the iridescent sunlight, and was one of the 'neverchanged', he certainly didn't want to become a changed now! Especially... something... like that.
The game forgotten, he walked to the hallway and turned on the light. There was a mirror there, and he got a good look at himself, tensing at the possibilities he might find...
..Everything was normal. he wasn't transformed at all.
Then he looked to the shadow, cast to the side on the front door by the light from a bulb. The shadow was a lot smaller then it should be. It was as if the light was 'warping' around him, scattering in ways that didn't happen normally. Yet it wasn't exactly 'destroying' the laws of physics, so much as simply bending them. Bending.. a great deal, into a much smaller yet a still well defined silhouette.
The 'head' of his shadow had strange triangles like shapes on the head. Cliff had to touch his hair, and found that his hair 'could' probably account for some of it... though moving his hair around didn't change the shadow- it did look a little ruffled now. He then straightened up a little to see the thing that absolutely couldn't possibly be there.
The shadow of some kind of ... tail?
It swished and moved, and Cliff couldn't help but rock his hips to try and get a better look of it. However while it was there cast 'as' a shadow, it was a phantom appendage that didn't exist in reality. A little nervously he also found that straightening his back exposed the small yet rather pert breasts on the silhouette. He jumped to see if he could see any kind of motion to them. He had to move 'further' away from the wall and towards the light source, to increase the size of the shadow. Jumping while this did show some strange motions, such as a flick of the tail, and a very slight bounce to the breasts if he looked at it sideways.
He approached the wall again as the shadow became diminutive faster then it really should... smaller and smaller until his front was to the wall, and his shadow all but disappeared to just under half his height, still with those strange triangle shapes on the head. He looked at the shadow his hand cast, finding it far smaller and... it even had little pinpricks that could indicated the hand had claws.
This was just crazy!
He got back to his computer. We need to stop this game. Something isn't right. he messaged the DM.
The only way to stop the game is to quit... do you?
Cliff frowned. If he quit.. he wouldn't get the magic. He needed it... there were possibilities with it. Not just as a cure for his voice, but to perhaps even find out the truth of his father... or indeed, anything he might want. With magic.. he didn't even have to do well at school. No...
He glanced at the time. It was late, and he had to go to sleep for school the next day. Maybe one of the magic folk could help him... or the shadow will just correct itself when he went to bed.
How likely was it for anyone to notice his shadow was different?
