((Ok, so Im a little bit late coming into this >< Forgive my poor writing skills! I'll have a screenshot for her soonish -CF))
I had just arrived home after working a night at my local gaming store. It was a quiet night and the Magic tournament ended faster than I thought it would, and I got to close up and go home at a decent time. Gently dropping my laptop back on the floor, I turned on my monitor and saw Corrupted Flame still twitching as a Malta Sapper kept poking her. Admittedly, it was kind of a cheesy way to get the held badges, but then she was a brute. How the heck was I going to get ten plus hours of being held? Sappers were my friend at that point. Looking over at the clock, I saw it was 9:55. I sat down in the chair and decided to finish the mission off. Not really because she needed the experince, but it was just fun to smash the Malta punks.
I see the boss level Zeus titan and I charged into the fray. I had always liked taking down titans. They remind me of Warhammer 40k dreadnoughts and I *hate* those things with a passion. As I'm laying the final blow on the titan, the screen flickers and I vaguely remember falling face down and smacking my forehead against the desk. I don't remember anything else that happened that night.
I wake up later and looked up at the screen. Its at the login screen with "LOST CONNECTION TO MAPSERVER" displayed in the popup window. "Fair enough," I think. "My cable modem probably needs to be reset." I put my hands on the desk to stand up and stop. Metal hands. Red metal hands. Red huge metal hands. I flail backwards, falling out of my chair and against my bed. I close my eyes and start to hypervenilate.
"Ok, ok, calm down. You're still asleep on the desk. You don't have red metal hands. Nothing has happened, and you just need to WAKE UP."
I open my eyes and look down at my hands.
....crap.
As I look, I can see small characters scrolling across my field of vision. I'm going through a level 3 diagnosis? The heck? I look down and see the female shaped robotic body I had designed on the City of Villains character creator during the pre-order special. I see the huge red gauntleted hands, the high tech body armor.. the fuzzy boots?
The realization of what happens hits me. I've become Corrupted Flame.
I see briefly on my field of vision. "METAPHYSICAL COMPENSATION SYSTEM OVERLOAD!" and I shut down.
I woke up later and stared at the ceiling. You have no idea how loud the human body is unless you no longer hear it. It was... disconcerting to say the least. I had no idea how this happened or if it was permanent or what. I couldn't stay laying down all day. I needed to do something. I stood up and went over to the computer. The City of Heroes site was unreachable, which didnt suprise me. I have a strong feeling they don't know what happened either. The news had stories of odd changes in certain players of the two Cities games, with reports of their bodies changing to match one of their online personas. It also reported some of them able to manifest supernatural abilities.
"Supernatural, huh? Nah, this all reminds me of a baaaad flashback to Logan's RPGs. I bet if this happened, he must be having a ball." I decided it was best to try calling him and finding out. As I moved to pick up the phone, I could see more commands scroll across my field of vision. They appeared to not be directly important for what I was going, but it would be weird getting used to seeing the text there. I picked up the phone and called Logan's house. His mother picked up the phone.
"Hi, is Logan there?"
"No, he's... " I could hear some hushed talking in the background. "He's at work. May I take a message?"
"No, thats alright. Thank you." I hung up the phone, remembering that it wasnt MY voice, but Flame's, whatever that was. My mind, or was it computerized brain now, flashed back to the story about supernatural powers. Did I now have access to Flame's abilities? I wanted to test this. Fire would be a bad thing to try in my cramped room. Control over negative energy wouldnt be too good either, as I wasnt quite sure how this world would handle it. However, Flame could fly, and more importantly, she could hover. That seemed like a good enough place to start.
Standing in the center of the room, I tried to logically thing how I would turn on her gravity negator. I honestly had no clue. I hadn't ever thought of how Flame flew, I just knew she did. I closed her... MY eyes and thought "Alright, hover".
Nothing.
Of course it wouldnt be that easy. I could always try the Star Trek method and ask the computer.
"Computer - activate flight systems!"
I saw text across my field of vision, and not what I was expecting.
"No. And who the hell are you to be controlling MY systems?"
Uh oh. I don't think I was alone in this head.
((Good enough start I think. I didnt really know of this page or people in the chat channel, so I wouldnt think of checking the message board and meeting at the boss's house. Hopefully Foxboy will try to contact me >< I picture all my testing happens... 2-3pm the day after))
There is no coincidence, only necessity....
- Clow Reed
I had just arrived home after working a night at my local gaming store. It was a quiet night and the Magic tournament ended faster than I thought it would, and I got to close up and go home at a decent time. Gently dropping my laptop back on the floor, I turned on my monitor and saw Corrupted Flame still twitching as a Malta Sapper kept poking her. Admittedly, it was kind of a cheesy way to get the held badges, but then she was a brute. How the heck was I going to get ten plus hours of being held? Sappers were my friend at that point. Looking over at the clock, I saw it was 9:55. I sat down in the chair and decided to finish the mission off. Not really because she needed the experince, but it was just fun to smash the Malta punks.
I see the boss level Zeus titan and I charged into the fray. I had always liked taking down titans. They remind me of Warhammer 40k dreadnoughts and I *hate* those things with a passion. As I'm laying the final blow on the titan, the screen flickers and I vaguely remember falling face down and smacking my forehead against the desk. I don't remember anything else that happened that night.
I wake up later and looked up at the screen. Its at the login screen with "LOST CONNECTION TO MAPSERVER" displayed in the popup window. "Fair enough," I think. "My cable modem probably needs to be reset." I put my hands on the desk to stand up and stop. Metal hands. Red metal hands. Red huge metal hands. I flail backwards, falling out of my chair and against my bed. I close my eyes and start to hypervenilate.
"Ok, ok, calm down. You're still asleep on the desk. You don't have red metal hands. Nothing has happened, and you just need to WAKE UP."
I open my eyes and look down at my hands.
....crap.
As I look, I can see small characters scrolling across my field of vision. I'm going through a level 3 diagnosis? The heck? I look down and see the female shaped robotic body I had designed on the City of Villains character creator during the pre-order special. I see the huge red gauntleted hands, the high tech body armor.. the fuzzy boots?
The realization of what happens hits me. I've become Corrupted Flame.
I see briefly on my field of vision. "METAPHYSICAL COMPENSATION SYSTEM OVERLOAD!" and I shut down.
I woke up later and stared at the ceiling. You have no idea how loud the human body is unless you no longer hear it. It was... disconcerting to say the least. I had no idea how this happened or if it was permanent or what. I couldn't stay laying down all day. I needed to do something. I stood up and went over to the computer. The City of Heroes site was unreachable, which didnt suprise me. I have a strong feeling they don't know what happened either. The news had stories of odd changes in certain players of the two Cities games, with reports of their bodies changing to match one of their online personas. It also reported some of them able to manifest supernatural abilities.
"Supernatural, huh? Nah, this all reminds me of a baaaad flashback to Logan's RPGs. I bet if this happened, he must be having a ball." I decided it was best to try calling him and finding out. As I moved to pick up the phone, I could see more commands scroll across my field of vision. They appeared to not be directly important for what I was going, but it would be weird getting used to seeing the text there. I picked up the phone and called Logan's house. His mother picked up the phone.
"Hi, is Logan there?"
"No, he's... " I could hear some hushed talking in the background. "He's at work. May I take a message?"
"No, thats alright. Thank you." I hung up the phone, remembering that it wasnt MY voice, but Flame's, whatever that was. My mind, or was it computerized brain now, flashed back to the story about supernatural powers. Did I now have access to Flame's abilities? I wanted to test this. Fire would be a bad thing to try in my cramped room. Control over negative energy wouldnt be too good either, as I wasnt quite sure how this world would handle it. However, Flame could fly, and more importantly, she could hover. That seemed like a good enough place to start.
Standing in the center of the room, I tried to logically thing how I would turn on her gravity negator. I honestly had no clue. I hadn't ever thought of how Flame flew, I just knew she did. I closed her... MY eyes and thought "Alright, hover".
Nothing.
Of course it wouldnt be that easy. I could always try the Star Trek method and ask the computer.
"Computer - activate flight systems!"
I saw text across my field of vision, and not what I was expecting.
"No. And who the hell are you to be controlling MY systems?"
Uh oh. I don't think I was alone in this head.
((Good enough start I think. I didnt really know of this page or people in the chat channel, so I wouldnt think of checking the message board and meeting at the boss's house. Hopefully Foxboy will try to contact me >< I picture all my testing happens... 2-3pm the day after))
There is no coincidence, only necessity....
- Clow Reed