Chatterbox: Inkwell

New new Role-play!

This one will be in first person*, preceded by a character description.

Setting: Cyberpunk Fantasy

Cyberpunk is a world almost overtaken by computers. They monitor everyone's speech and actions. In this one, everyone is required to have a brain implant that makes people see what the government wants them to see, not reality. There are groups that have realized this, and are trying to stop it. There are also games that people play, where you battle fantasy creatures.

*as in "I did this, I did that"

Name: Opal Entrefire
Physical description: Long, brown hair. He likes to battle things in games that are made "real" by the implants. Doesn't realize that they aren't real. Thinks that if you get "killed" (as in killed ina computer or video game) you don't die. Short for his age, and not very intelligent either.

I ran and leapt at the roaring dragon. I love killing these! I thought. My sword plunged towards the skull, when suddenly it did something no dragon had done before, in my experience. A jet of flame shot out of it's mouth, burning me to a crisp. I woke up where I had been, and lept at the dragon again, this time not aiming right into the mouth. My sword plunged through the neck. Sucess! I returned back to my town, where my parents were getting dinner ready. "How was fighting?'' My dad asked me. "Oh, it was great. I killed a few dragons, and I got some money for helping to rid the world of those savage beasts" I said, quoting what the mission insturctor told you before a fight.