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"Wow..."

The not-Earth glimmering below had Amelia completely entranced. She spent what felt like a long time gazing down at the planet, tempted to reach out to it every time it looked like something might break it's atmosphere. It was beautiful, and seemed so... alive. Much different than seeing a picture of a planet or watching a video. It really was like Amelia was there, floating in this foreign space, looking down at a living world and seeing it with her own eyes. [i]That's what these VR games are supposed to be like, right? This one looks so pretty though...[/i] the blonde thought to herself as she stood among the stars, [i]I'm glad I shelled out for that full dive machine.[/i]

[b]"Quite a sight, no?"[/b]

The sudden voice startled Amelia, her head snapping up to find it's speaker. The bird was huge, it's dark feathers nearly blending in with the void of space. Amelia smiled at it.

"Yes!" she replied, though it already began launching into a programmed spiel. An NPC, of course - or rather, something more simple? A base program or something. The newcomer nodded along with the owl's words right up until a screen appeared from no where, and on it - Amelia blushed a furious scarlet.

"Huh?! That's - !"

[b]"You may alter your current form however - "[/b]

"You can't just put up a naked picture of me - "

[b]"a model for you based off an image you can upload - "[/b]

"And how did you even get it anyway?!"

[b]"can be experienced via the ‘Trial’ button, but as a precaution - "[/b]

"I was wearing [i]clothes[/i] when I started the game! I still am!!"

[b]"intense psychological discomfort afterwards."[/b]

"I definitely didn't give my permission for this!!" The owl and Amelia talked over each other as the girl hastily moved through the menus with a purpose, until finally toward the end she found a nudity setting. She instantly set it to [i]personal[/i], and breathed out a sigh of relief when the image of her in her birthday suit currently on display changed to at least blur out her more personal bits. She fell backwards and floated there as if lounging. That model was pretty damn detailed too, even down to her moles! She gave the bird a suspicious look, but it didn't seem offended - it merely raised a feathered brow at her. 

"...eh, wait, what was that last part you said?"

...after persuading Minerva to repeat his entire speech, Amelia dove into her character creation. At first she fiddled around with her own body. She made herself buff, gave herself all kinds of piercings, scars and tattoos - even pitched her own voice down. The avatar on the screen came out looking like some kind of hardcore 80's biker movie reject. [i]Oh well. Back to the drawing board![/i] She hit the "revert to default" option and the censored model of her actual body returned. About an hour of work, thrown to the wind. She glanced at Minerva, but the avian didn't seem impatient or anything.

[i]Okay... what next...[/i] Amelia's eyes slid over the various options. They landed on the gender slider - which wasn't a slider, exactly, but more like a button that ticked between a couple of genders. She switched the avatar's gender to male, and it's sex changed along with it. She was now looking at, perhaps, an alternate universe "Amelia." [i]This is kind of uncanny... thank God my AU junk is still blurred.[/i]

She changed the model's hair color and length. It's jawline was already a bit stronger than her own, it's nose a bit sharper. Now that the avatar wasn't exactly like a male Amelia, she found it... somewhat cute. Opening up every possible slider in the character creator, she fiddled with everything she [i]could[/i] fiddle with. She measured it's height in comparison to hers, fine tuned it's eye color to be the perfect shade, stuck two cute little bangs on either side of it's face... even slapped a tattoo on it for shits and giggles. Finally, after three more hours, just when Minerva was starting to look a bit exasperated, the girl stepped back from her creation and smiled.

"Aw, he's perfect!"

[hider=Character Creation]
[center][url=https://i.imgur.com/kGYFSBu.png][img]https://i.imgur.com/sfFASQY.png[/img][/url][/center][b]Username:[/b] Ames
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Height:[/b] 176cm
[b]Weight:[/b] 69kg
[b]Voice Pitching:[/b] -45
[b]Decorations:[/b] [url=https://i.imgur.com/hD21Fel.png]Tattoo[/url] - Lower Back
[b]Appearance:[/b] Everything that could be tweaked has been. Using her own body as a base, Amelia's avatar has changed quite a bit and become what is commonly known as a "bishounen." He's a bit on the short side for a male, with a youthful face and lean body. His haircut is medium length mess, but a [i]perfectly crafted[/i] mess. It's a rich red color that fades into pink at the very ends, with two pink locks coming down on either side of his face like antennae. Eye color is equally red. The skin color hasn't changed much from Amelia's own, the light peach of a Caucasian.[hider=Attributes]
[i]HP[/i] – 10 (100)
[i]MP[/i] – 10 (100)
[i]SP[/i] – 10 (100)
[i]STR[/i] – 10
[i]AGI[/i] – 9
[i]END[/i] – 10
[i]DEX[/i] – 10
[i]LUC[/i] – 11[/hider][b]Classes:[/b] None[/hider][hider=User Experience]
[b]Perception:[/b] Fantastic
[b]Gore:[/b] Pixelated
[b]Pain Setting:[/b] 40%
[b]Clothing Damage:[/b] On
[b]Nudity Censor:[/b] Personal
[b]Profanity Censor:[/b] Off
[b]Combat Action:[/b] Stylish
[b]Spell Incantations:[/b] Stylish[/hider]

"...Oh, right, a name huh? Honestly I'm kind of bad with names... Um..." She tapped a finger to her chin a few times before settling on something simple. [b][color=C94153]Ames.[/color][/b] A nickname from her childhood she hadn't heard in a while, and honestly kind of missed. As for everything else, she mumbled aloud as she went through the last few options after settling on the appearance.

"Stats... I don't really know. I'll just start off balanced, that's fine, probably. Oh, wait... this...? Okay. Perception... don't really wanna see gore... pain setting...?" Amelia blinked in surprise. Sean wasn't kidding, this game was in-depth. Briefly she thought back to the most painful thing that had ever happened to her, a broken leg due to a bad fall after a botched toss. She considered turning the pain setting off entirely, but she could think of some reasons not to. The rest were easy choices. She clicked [i]accept.[/i]

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