[color=8dc73f][b]Frederica Bernstein[/b][/color][hr]

She stared silently at the sterile white ceiling, with only the soft noises of the machine accompanying her.

Rikka looked towards her cast, full of colorful scribbles and names from all her visitors, yet all it made her feel was melancholy. She wanted to go outside and run again. If she was to stay in bed for longer, she'd lose her edge on the tracks. 

The door opened, as she looked expectantly towards the nurse coming in, or rather, what she was carrying in. One of the cheaper VR units, a simple black goggle with straps and one long cord for the power source. They have decided it was better for her to play one of those VR games on it than just sitting here doing nothing. 

Considering the alternative, Rikka wasn't about to question their decision. Anything was better than doing nothing. 

Taking in a deep breath, she donned the headset, adjusted it over her eyes, and turned it on.

[center]*** [color=8dc73f]Bell Pepper[/color] ***[/center]

Once again, she was at the gates of the grand city of Prontera, one of the major locations of World's End Online. Most paid her no mind as Bell Pepper skipped over towards a waystone. No one really paid any mind to a novice after all, not unless they're decked in some sort of end game gear and had several accolades displayed on their person. 

Not that she knew that or even actually cared. She wanted to see that shrine again, that oddly beautifully detailed shrine that, in its simple existence, managed to trump the details and authenticity of what she had seen of the game so far.

But, as she selected the empty space upon the surface of the waystone once again, she was teleported, not to the shrine, but instead to a white expanse of nothing, save for a circle of dirt and grass, with one large imposing mon with nothing but darkness within its arch. That, and the people within.

They looked... well, they looked far more experienced than she was, sporting gear she had never seen before. Granted, it was her second time actually playing the game, but still. A flying merman in a water bubble, an elf in school costume, a samurai, and what seemed like a roman soldier, etc, it seemed they had all sorts from the outlandish to the grounded in terms of characters present. After Frika's initial speech, the rest of the players seemed to start talking amongst themselves.

Listening to Zeira's question, the rabbit smiled and answered. [color=f7976a]"Ah, yes! As with all content, you will be locked into this campaign once you start it. Please do your best to complete it!"[/color]

[color=f7976a]"Hweh!?"[/color] Frika yelped a little as Sophos squished her ears in her hands. With barely any time to react, another man, Marken, started ruffling her hair. Looking more than a little nonplussed about the situation, it didn't help that Arryn stepped in closer than she'd liked.

[color=007236]"So, were you made with fetishism in mind or did you choose to be deviant all by yourself?"[/color]

[color=f7976a]"Eh? B-but, I... I didn't choose... "[/color]

Luckily, she was saved from having to answer that question by one of them, with a pair of rabbit ears, who had decided to hop into the blackness of the gate, before hitting an invisible wall face first and bouncing back onto the ground. Moments later, another more stylized fox avatar with a large fluffy tail dashed straight into it, bouncing away from the darkness like the fellow before her. Frika was looking noticeably more distraught at this point.

[color=f7976a]"Ah! W-wait, I have not opened the gate yet!"[/color]

[color=8dc73f]"Hmm, you guys sure are energetic!"[/color] Bell Pepper grinned widely, as she accepted the EULA without a second thought. It didn't really matter to her what the campaign was, or whether she should even be here without leveling up or grinding for gears first. It was something to do after all.