Carol was crouched on the floor, staring at a certain plastic package with awe. After hours of waiting, she had her hands on the new VMMORPG; Sword Art Online. Muttering strange things, she reached for the package, touching it gently as if it were a sacred idol. The images just ran through her mind - she was totally going to rock this game. No more real bleeding cuts, no more getting in trouble with teachers and the police. She would be able to do fighting, legally and virtually. 

"CAROLL!" her first brother screamed. "Oh, please no," she hissed. "She's got that stupid game!" another brother cried out. "WHAT?!" the last brother said. She bolted up from the floor and quickly locked the door, shoving her chair underneath the handle. "You are NOT going to take this game away from me!" she yelled, diving for the package as she ripped it open. With the nerve gear at hand, she jumped onto her bed and pulled it onto her head Before the game even came out, her brothers had explicitly said not to buy the game for whatever reasons. But oh, she couldn't resist. As the head delinquent of her school, she was going to play the game that everyone was going to play later on. [i]Link Start[/i] Within a few dazzling and colorful moments, she was finally disconnected from the real world. 

Carol carefully thought through her 'character' decision making, trading her normal dark brown hair to a velvet purple. Also, she made her self a tiny bit taller, because being short was no fun. Other than that, she kept her general appearance the same. Then she was warped into the Town of Beginnings, which was pretty darn cool because there were a whole lot of people already. In her hand was a two handed assault spear (that was definitely bigger than her) and she was dressed in a light chest, leg, and foot plate armor. And what do you know, she had tiny little heels on to give her that little 'tall' fix. Then, she opened the menu and selected her skills. Carol, or Faeron, was absolutely satisfied with her purple and silver plate/cloth armor and her pretty rad pointy stick. 

"This. is. so. cool!" she squealed, jumping into the air. "And this totally feels real!" she gushed when she was back in contact with the ground. Then those spear techniques she had been practicing for a while? She gripped the spear with both of her hands, finding it incredibly easy to use, just like in real life. Faeron grinned, swinging around the weapon as she staggered around the streets. The next thing she knew, she had slapped someone with a spear. She stepped back, horrified. 

"I - sorry!"