Real Life RPG by Jackson Gray Page B

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    Now I was getting somewhere, through normal means without augments or special armor or clothing the highest possible speed available for a level 100 elven dervish, the fastest possible build in the game was at 110. I was already at 100 and the rest of my stats were insane as well, I didn’t really care for new appearance, especially since I had no wings unlike Brutale but the tradeoff was worth it. My stupid Team Player ability stayed but at least it took off the speed restriction. If I had to add up all the pros and cons I think I made out okay. The Pros were that I was no longer in the guild, I didn’t have that stupid skull staff anymore, where it went who knows. I had better attributes and better spells. The cons were that I had to give up my zombie ring, I was no longer a human and could not equip armor. All in all I think I made out okay. As I was getting ready to leave another pop up came asking me if I wanted to buy a shield for my new stronghold. I accepted and bought the exact same kind Jokesonyou had gotten when he took on the castle of light. I walked through the teleporting flame and saw a worried looking Leeroy eating a leg of some player while Ferocity and Bianca watched. I walked over as Ferocity looked at me and raised her club, Bianca for her part turned bright red and looked away.
    “Leeroy stop eating we got company” Ferocity said as she raised her club. Leeroy looked at me then continued eating.
    “That is just my companion, Food. But he is not food anymore” Leeroy said as he swallowed another chunk. Suddenly my stomach rumbled, I could smell the person he was eating and could feel myself salivating.
    “Fool cover yourself up we have children running about” Ferocity said as I noticed I was no longer wearing any clothes. Although I was now red and everything was scaly I appreciated the normal skin covering my manhood and the impressive size it had grown but still did not to flash a teenager. I looked around for something as Ferocity dug into her inventory bag and tossed me a shirt, I tied it up the best that I could. I wasn’t as big as a troll, but I did have the size and musculature of a well-built orc approaching 7 feet.
    “What happened to you?” Bianca stammered as she finally faced me.
    “Well I used to work in that castle” I replied as Leeroy gave me an arm. “I used to work for the company that built this game but I died. My job was to stop a glitch that allowed Brutale, the dungeon boss to become invincible. When we came back through he pulled me aside and stripped me of my race and guild”.
    “So that’s why you left the guild, we need you to rejoin” Ferocity said as a pop up appeared in my window.
    “Oh no, not again” I said as I let a little fire pour from my mouth and bit into the arm. It was delicious, far tastier than anything I had ever had before as I bit into it again and again like a man possessed.
    “What do you mean not again” Ferocity said angrily. “We took care of you, you owe us!”
    “I will certainly help you folks out but I am not going to be a prisoner anymore” I said in-between mouthfuls.
    “Well it is your fault we are under attack right now, that is why we haven’t been rescued yet” Ferocity said as she walked up and yanked the arm away from me. A pop up appeared in my vision.

    “You leave Not Food alone” Leeroy said as he stood up suddenly.
    “What do you mean it is all my fault?” I replied as I noticed it was quite cold here as the snow started falling and the wind started howling.
    “The elves are led by a new guild leader, Jokesonyou” Ferocity replied. “He found out you had your own guild and bought many mercenaries and took over leadership for the Natural Born Killers after changing himself into an elf. We are losing the fight right