Endrance001 ☸: It's not me, no, it's my bad body double
Who: Endrance and YOU
Where: Somewhere in Espoir
Style: Either
Warnings: EXTREME FLOWER PETALS AND PRETTY TBA
Endrance woke with a start when he felt a cool breeze play across his face, moving his bangs off to one side. It was cold. He wasn't in his room where he spent all of his time. The fact that he was even outside was startling. His eyes widened when he saw blue blurring his vision, heart thudding quickly in his chest.
Had he fallen asleep with his M2D on his face? It's not like it hadn't happened before, but why was it so cold....? But wait...where was his controller? Where was...
This wasn't normal. He had no controller, his hands were his own, he was outside in a place that he had never seen before in the World. What was going on?
Had his consciousness slipped into his game character like it had to that one girl seven years ago?
He stood up, brushing his soft blue bangs out of his face, crimson red eyes scanning the area. This really didn't look like the World he knew and played for hours and hours at a time. Graceful arms curled around his body as he gave a slight shiver. He was wearing skin-tight clothing that wasn't really suited for the cold environment he was in. It wasn't even suited for real like seeing as how it had just previously been a bunch of pixels and data.
The Blade Brandier took a step, rose petals fluttering around him as he walked languidly. His long hair flowed behind him like a silk cape. The epitome of beauty had just graced Somarium. The Temptress.
Where: Somewhere in Espoir
Style: Either
Warnings: EXTREME FLOWER PETALS AND PRETTY TBA
Endrance woke with a start when he felt a cool breeze play across his face, moving his bangs off to one side. It was cold. He wasn't in his room where he spent all of his time. The fact that he was even outside was startling. His eyes widened when he saw blue blurring his vision, heart thudding quickly in his chest.
Had he fallen asleep with his M2D on his face? It's not like it hadn't happened before, but why was it so cold....? But wait...where was his controller? Where was...
This wasn't normal. He had no controller, his hands were his own, he was outside in a place that he had never seen before in the World. What was going on?
Had his consciousness slipped into his game character like it had to that one girl seven years ago?
He stood up, brushing his soft blue bangs out of his face, crimson red eyes scanning the area. This really didn't look like the World he knew and played for hours and hours at a time. Graceful arms curled around his body as he gave a slight shiver. He was wearing skin-tight clothing that wasn't really suited for the cold environment he was in. It wasn't even suited for real like seeing as how it had just previously been a bunch of pixels and data.
The Blade Brandier took a step, rose petals fluttering around him as he walked languidly. His long hair flowed behind him like a silk cape. The epitome of beauty had just graced Somarium. The Temptress.