The talk... Or rather-- Cry of the PCs gathering around Platinum Spring's famous national treasure was all about the Severing. Players all of sudden unable to log out out of their games turning one's regular teen life to that one of an [i]anime[/i]. A lot of people were seated on benches crying and bystanders doing weird poses in their futile attempts at logging out. Perhaps out of everything else in their lives they wanted it back. Real life.

The Artificier's stiletto rocked the brass floor of the plaza amongst the sea of other users wailing and crying. Some had their fists solid as rocks. The arching stage was flaring in argument as a blonde-boy took arms against what looked like the game's admins. You've got to admit, you don't get see those GMs often. It felt way too much like an anime story. The outcome was indifferent-- The GM quickly stepped up and spoke to the waves. The Screen reads clearly; 'GM - Lord Orlios'.

[color=00aeef]"Thank you all for coming. I'm sure all of you are worried about the... Logout 'bug'."[/color] The crashing of waves began to resound quickly-- silenced by the voice of Lord Orlios as he continued. [color=00aeef]"Right now, no one is able to log out. [i]Even [/i]the GMs."[/color] The wave continued to raise their voices to the powerless GM. [color=00aeef]"No communication can be established with the real world. The GMs... I... have been trying to contact the server techs but our GM privileges are... Also bugging out."[/color] The waters became still. Silent. Perhaps not having the brain capacity to comprehend what sort of bad situation they're in and how they don't have anyone to blame this at. [color=00aeef]"We hope this situation is temporary--"[/color] The crowd almost shot back into its rowdy state. Somehow they knew that this wasn't the case. [color=00aeef]"... but if this is causing you to... Miss important appointments, we deeply apologise. After this incident is over, please submit a formal complain on the website and hopefully Virtual World Gaming Corp Leadership will compensate you appropriately."[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"They better well damn pay my rent!"[/color] The redhead threw her fist up into the air towards the GM. [color=ed1c24]"Is your company so stupid that they forgot to include what [i]every single other game[/i] has? A log out function?! Or are you guys simply drowning in our money that you just don't care anymore?!"[/color] Alas, those words would do nothing as Lord Orlios closed his little speech and he steps down from the podium lectern. [color=ed1c24]"Goddamnit! I need to get out of this stupid game now!"[/color] She waved her interface open and proceeded to go straight for the log out button. She pushed the button once-- Nothing. Once more. Nil. As steam bursted from her nose and ears she furiously tapped on the button continuously. [color=ed1c24]"LOG. ME. OUT!!"[/color]

A few minutes of fuming and eventually she gave up. People were still in panic and confusion. Some people began to stand up and leave the Plaza as fast as they could. [color=ed1c24]"H-hey? Where are you guys going?"[/color] She said randomly confused that the people began to split themselves away.