[center][b]Wandering Fool[/b][/center]
[center][b]Aeternus || Nexus[/b][/center]
[center][b]Mystic Woods[/b][/center]
[center]Affected Players:[/center] Moon234, Xenoko, The Imagineer

Jeremy grinned when the mastermind introduced herself. [i] Imagine it is then.[/i] Her eyes were settling to normal. She reached out to the... boy, and addressed the monk. Fool shook his head ruefully at the mention of himself.
”Don’t mind me, I was in it for the gold and experience.” Helping others was nice, but that hadn’t been his primary concern in choosing the quest. It felt awkward to take credit for being a nice person with those motives in mind. Her explanation was helpful as well. [i]That scream must have been it. Stop- a status affect then.... But why didn’t it affect me?[/i] He clearly had some things to learn about in this game. But he had to cut in on the conversation when she offered to pay for a night at the inn.

“Your offer is very kind... But I can’t accept it.” Fool smiled and then spoke to them as a group. “This is no longer a game. It is our lives. We must accept that death here is permanent. We also must accept that ingame items- such as gold-” He nodded at Imagine, “Are now as precious as regular money.” It was up to the others, but he himself would avoid the inns at all cost. Sleep was precious, but so was money. He would be better off relying on food to boost health than inns. That said, Jeremy just watched as the small boygirlperson edge around Imagine, seemingly ignoring the offer of kindness. Instead, the player moved away to talk to the monk. [i]That is kinda cold...[/i] A moment later a friend request popped up in Fool’s peripheral vision. For a moment, he was unsure how to respond, until Imagine got into the wagon with a rather dismal aura. She even went so far as to pull her knees up to her chest, sticking to a corner far from the others. He just sighed. [i] Women.... I will never understand them....as for this friend request...[/i] Jeremy opened his HUD, looking at the single glowing friend request. It wasn’t much, more of a formality than anything. But... What did friending a person mean exactly? He sat for a moment, then closed the HUD without denying or accepting it. A voice spoke out behind him. Imagine.

She definitely sounded messed up. Jeremy was sympathetic, but wasn’t quite sure what was wrong. The only thing that had happened was.... Moon? Something so insignificant? He sighed, girls were really beyond him. Yeah, he was lonely. But he didn’t have to think about it. In a way being trapped here was the best thing that could have happened. Outside of this, he was a nineteen year old preparing for college, with no friends, few actual skills, and no job. Here he was himself. People could be approached openly without fear, and his ability to think and strategize was not only put to the test, it was actually used! No, he couldn’t understand other people. Fool opened up his HUD for a moment and sent a quick message. His fingers flew across the holographic keys and sent it faster than his eyes could follow- the glories of being a computer geek.
[hider=The Message][img]http://i.imgur.com/x1sZS7N.png[/img][/hider]

That done, he vaulted off the vehicle from his perch on the side. The wagon was moving faster, but it was still just a wagon. Fool dashed ahead a bit and fumbled on the ground a moment, flipping a knife out, and then slowly scouring the ground, before returning and leaping back up, this time to the main section of the wagon. There he sat and worked, tying a bundle of thumbsized sticks around the top of a larger branch with some flexible saplings he cut. In the small center cup it made, he made a small nest of twigs. A quick snapping sound as he utilized [b]Flint & Steel[/b] and it was done. A [b]Lit Torch[/b] was made. The light flared up a bit, and he had to feed it carefully until the larger stuff started to light as well. The virtues of the game made it a lot more effective than it would have been otherwise. While ingame physics were pretty advanced, once an item like this was created, it tended to stay as is. Or, in other words, one [b]Lit Torch[/b] was as good as any other [b]Lit Torch[/b]. It had grown dark during their battles, and it was darkening faster- especially as their group entered the forest. This done, Fool jambed its end between some of the barrels they were transporting. It would be tiresome to hold it this entire time. 

Next, he pulled some [b]Bread[/b] from his bag and cut it up into four pieces, tossing one to Moon and another to the monk. The third he took and carefully placed it on top of Imagines head with a playful grin. She didn’t look to be in the mood to catch it. He ate his own piece slowly, contemplating. Being hungry, even virtually, was horrible. How hungry was he in the real world by now? Had they moved his body to a hospital? Fool finished the bread and moved onto the next time burning task- sharpening his knives. Sure, he had started with a bit less gold than others because of buying this stuff, but it was useful to have around.

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[b]HP:[/b] 100%
[b]SP:[/b] 80
[b]Level:[/b] 3
[b]Inventory:[/b]
[i]Gold:[/i] 95
Deck of Cards
Dice & Cup x 10
Bread x1
Flint & Steel
Whetstone
Canteen (Empty)
Lit Torch