[b][i][center]CloudHaven
Docks --> Market
Affected Players: No one[/center][/b][/i]

Two full days since being trapped in here and trapped in this odd body. Mhmm perhaps not the best choice when having saw all those anime about getting trapped in video games. Hey, it wasn't so bad. Once getting used to it, it had its advantages. Well, just look, he had no freaked shirt on. Threat was awesome! Minus the cold nights and freezing his tail off, but it was awesome on a nice sunny day like this. Plus there was no emotional dramatics, no messy incidents, and he had to admit, he was much more better looking this way. This body fit him way more, even if look wise there wasn't too much difference from his real body. Except the obvious ones. 

Good thing he knew no one who played this game or things may have been just a little embarrassing. Not that he had much friends in real life, cause being a bit of a freak shakes people. Seven feet tall people tend to do that. 

But he was a kitty guy so screw it!

Prince yawned, stretching out as he walked along the port after a little job of driving a small shipment. Surprisingly, he hadn't freaked out when he received the news of being trapped in this game. Instead started doing what any role player does. Get money, some sort of progress at least maybe test out the battle system or two. Get a more solid understanding of this world. That didn't mean he wanted to stay here, oh no, it just meant he knew panicking wasn't going to get him anywhere. At times, he tried to help those shaken up by the whole thing , he tried and managed to encourage a few, but sadly even a few people went as far as suicide. 

Being trapped in a video game with death being permanent is pretty hard. 

Cat ears twitching at the sides of his head where his once human round ears once resided, the red haired feline strode along, his tall lanky toned body moving gracefully through the crowd. Humming a small tune as his hands dove into his red coats pockets as his blue teal cat eye looked around his surroundings. He had wanted to join a guild, one which wanted to get out or something... Yet none of these guilds had the thing he really wanted. They didn't have the passion that was worth him following their cause. 

Prince had to admit, despite the pirate appearance, he believed in chivalry. Killing players seemed just as good as murder, and the game was a simple excuse to do it. It's just a game they say... Well it's not anymore and yet they won't hesitate to slaughter. Human nature can have such a ugly side.

He stopped and leaned up against a building, pulling out his harp and gently brushing his fingers against the strings. His deep silky voice gingerly singing with it.

[b][i]"Here we are, standing on bones,
Along the bloody path of cobblestone,
High in the floating kingdoms in the skies,
We laugh or cry until we die,
Little one do not feel such sorrow,
Have the courage to make it to the morrow,
A smile upon thy face shall shine,
Until it is as sweet as fine wine...."[/i][/b] 

Prince sang softly, his eye closed though his ears twitched as he listened to the people chatter around him.

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[u]Inventory[/u]
Wooden Harp: 1[/center]