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A weird request, but one that Fliss would just follow. She was used to just following commands, not having to make any important decisions herself. Luckily, when she did something she was told, she made sure she did it perfectly. A well executed set of actions, hoping to grant said person exactly what they wished for. "Sure thing, pinky." Fliss grumbled, her voice impossible to hear over the sandstorm and music that made the dirt pulse around them from the sheer volume of bass. [break][break]
Blazing through the sandstorm, Fliss would do her best to navigate the environmental disaster, weaving around and trying to find the best place to go for Ellie. She didn't know what the girl wanted, and it was also hard to figure out where Miyah actually was. Fliss occasionally saw the odd flash of light nearby the giant mummy, who seemed quite occupied with whatever was around it. Could that be Miyah darting around like that? [break][break]
It was time Fliss actually did something to help, leaning forwards she would squeeze the handlebars and let it rip. This would normally destroy her bike, but something about this one was different, more advanced. [break][break]
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Fliss managed to message in the party chat, sending a mental note that should pop up on her system menu.


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Elisande Kiaris Miyah

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Finally. Fliss found something on her HUD, or rather, the bike's HUD. A separate menu that was a lot easier to flick through when it hovered above her bike. All she had to do was move her thumb on some new keypad and the selected button changed. Turns out, the bike was set into an automatic music mode, which made sense since her class revolved around the use of music for various effects. All that she could sync to now was the classic roar of the bike's motor. Fliss loved music, but sometimes the engine was all she needed to hear. It was also quieter somehow, drawing less attention (if any) to the two of them. But let's face it, she's on a tron bike and he's a fucking space cloud. [break][break]
Fliss scoffed to herself, and simply replied with a,[break][break]

Sure. I'll wait down here.

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A moment or two passed, Fliss wasn't sure. She had already taken off her helmet and was just sat on her bike. Her eyes drifted up the building that Ollie had flown up to, now losing sight of him. These things just went on for miles, the more she stared, the dizzier she felt. It was as if her own mind was about to be stretched up into oblivion. Flicking through her mobile, Fliss finally managed to find some semblance of a chat function, or rather, it found her. A global chat forum, but too chaotic to properly comb through it all. Regardless, she still sent out a message looking for people, much like millions of others in it. Felicity was about to try to see if she could direct message people, but she found herself abruptly choking. [break][break]
Something coiled around her neck, and she was violently dragged off the bike. Fliss phone clattered along the ground, and she tried to reach for her bikes handle but her fingers slipped off. She couldn't see who was behind her, what was dragging her viciously off and across the pavement. She could feel some kind of cord around her neck, and two hands holding it tightly. In a panic, the only message she could send to Ollie was a jumbled bunch of letters, as the woman was too focussed on trying to breathe. [break][break]

ASfll ## [HEl p

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Ollie

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Fliss saw the screen pop up within her helmet, something seemed to track her eye movement, and all it took was a thought and a look to accept the party invitation. A little circle appeared above 'accept', spinning round like a loading bar as the selection was confirmed. Immediately, another screen flashed up:[break][break]

Holy Trinity: Increases [PWR]+[MAGI] by 10%. Once per thread the members of the party can have their anchor disadvantage become neutral for a post.[break][break]

Fliss, finally taking off her helmet and using it to swat away the knife waved in her face, would scowl and throw her arms up into the air. "Why is the dolphin more useful than a knife?!" Grunting, she swung her leg back over the bike and gripped the accelerator. If she wasn't going to fight, she'd just run. Fuck what that big sign in the sky said, they wouldn't just die right? [break][break]

As a small group of the creatures waddled up, occasionally using their hands to pull themselves over medium-sized rocks, Fliss started her engine again, ready to take off. But as she did so, her tire screeched against the ground, the faint smell of burnt rubber filling the air. [break][break]

ABILITY ACTIVATED

death metal shriek: You use a shocking screech to damage foes within a 15ft cone in front of you. This deals damage equal to [PWR]. 3 post cooldown. Improves at [WIL] rank B.[break][break]

Fliss hated doing this to her bike, and the sound that came with it was deafening. A repulsive wail of sound blast from the back tire, firing in a wave of sound towards the oncoming mummies. It kicked up sand and rocks, toppling a few over back down to the bottom. Fliss had to cover her ears, thankfully her allies weren't caught in the blast. [break][break]
After the initial shockwave, Fliss let go of the bike and cast her eyes over the monsters that were now coughing up blood, or trying to pick up their unravelled bandages as if their guts had just been spilled. If they weren't such vicious little shits, she might think they were actually kind of cute. "What the fuck happened to my bike?" She exclaimed, surprised but impressed. Was there more it could do?


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Elisande Kiaris Miyah

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"Gah! Gross." Fliss punted another one of the mummies across the ground, watching its stupid little body bash against the ground like a skimming stone. Fliss put her feet back up on her bike, revving the engine and taking off, leaving a cloud of kicked up sand behind her. Fuck anyone that was there. She wanted out of here. [break][break]
After the first few creatures popped up from the ground, the sound of screaming was quickly heard. She glanced over to the left, seeing one poor soul completely overwhelmed by a large group of the critters, Fliss saw the person's hand rise up into the air from the swarm of mummies, before it went limp and red started to spread out into the sand around her. Fliss' eyes opened wide, and she would stop briefly by Elisande and Miyah so they could get on. It would be a tight squeeze, but she just needed to get them to the rockier hill like the other woman suggested. [break][break]
"What can we do?!" She shouted, purposely running over a few of the creatures that tried to pop up from the ground. Fliss looked behind her, seeing one of them whizz around the back wheel before being launched like a baseball into the air. It hissed at them, but eventually landed further away.[break][break]
Thank god she had her bike still, managing to get away from the loose ground and prevent any nasty surprise attacks from below. The bike managed to get up the slope, but she didn't get too far before hopping off the bike and using it as a barricade between the three women and the small group of mummies. They were running up the hill, their little legs only able to carry them so fast. It seemed they relied on the sand and the element of surprise. "Do something!"
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Elisande Kiaris Miyah

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"Eh, I don't know. It's not like I get to ride a dragon or anything." Fliss smirked, gently caressing the bike, the engine seemed to whirr to life on its own, "But it's my bike. Better than any other mount." Curious as to what this person had to say, Fliss got comfortable again on the seat and stared up at the man. "Bypass the system? You think I managed that?" Fliss held her hand out in front of her, the system menu appearing with just a thought. Nothing looked out of the ordinary, but she hasn't seen many other menu's of people. "Just says I get to keep the bike as a passive ability. It means a lot to me though, so I'm glad."[break][break]
Strange to hear some people only got one class option, so far everyone she had met was given the choice. Fliss can't even remember what the other options were, it makes her worried if they would get rid of her bike in some way. God forbid. [break][break]
"Earth-Chan? You mean that little avatar thing is actually... Sentient?" That was a disturbing thought, and made Fliss furrow her eyebrows. "Sounds like some fucked up anime apocalypse." [break][break]
Standing up again to properly show Ollie the bike, she held out her hand as if it were on a fancy display. "Don't think I can get rid of it. My menu says it's my anchor, whatever that means." Tentatively eyeing up the man, she crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. "Where abouts do you live? I can give you a ride somewhere if you want."
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Ollie

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Fliss was certain she had heard rumours of people able to use their mobile devices sometimes, was there something to bypass it? Fliss knew that vehicles and guns didn't work, but she was able to ride a bike, so maybe the same rule applied to a select few people. Unaware of the potential danger she was in, Fliss continued to hold up her phone in hopes that she might miraculously gain signal somehow. But it didn't work. Grunting, she slumped over the bike again and narrowed her eyes. [break][break]
The world was on it's side from the way she was laying, and she saw the silhouette of a large man approach her. Never a great thing to happen when all alone, and she immediately got defensive. Bolting up right, she had a hand on the bike and was ready to start the engine and get the fuck outta here. [break][break]
But the man seemed harmless, at least for now. [break][break]
"Oh," She tucked the helmet under her arm, relaxing slightly, "Hate to break it to you, but it came with my class choice. Don't ask me what it's called, it's embarrassing."[break][break]
Suspicious of his lone presence, Fliss looked around the abandoned streets of Times Square, "Did you have a tutorial too? I not long finished mine and came straight here. What the fuck is happening?" [break][break]
Groaning, she hung her helmet off the handle and stood up, holding out a leather-gloved hand out to the stranger. "I'm Fliss, from Atlanta."
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Ollie

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Fliss was engrossed in her modified bike, realising now it was something to do with this 'system'. The way those messages had popped up, rewriting reality and disturbing the lives of billions of humans. Was it all just for this? For some kind of game? Fliss sighed, putting his helmet back over her head again, her eyes sharp and narrow underneath the visor as she flicked it down. She hated getting sand in her eyes. Felicity wasn't one for big groups, and preferred to try and solve things on her own, she was shy in a way, even at her old age. [break][break]
"Right..." Fliss looked over at the other so called 'players' as they started playing around with their menu screens. A dolphin was interesting, while others had mundane weapons like swords and shields. They were a sizeable group, looking like a bunch of lost Fyre Festival-goers. "I'll be back." [break][break]
Leaning over the bike and gripping its handles, she felt the thrum of its engine and beat of its speakers across her chest and along her thighs. Something felt different, and she couldn't wait to figure out what. With a quick flick of her wrist, the engine roared, and the music played louder, a simple beat with a subtle melody. No song playing in particular. [break][break]
Careful not to kick up sand on anyone, she swiftly maneuverer her bike around before taking off. There was a new lease of life in her bike, and instead of something to check her petrol tank, it was marked with a 'battery'. Interesting, especially considering how well it drove still. It didn't take long for Felicity to vanish into the horizon, a cloud of sand and dirt being flung up behind her as she disappeared. Part of her just wanted to leave, to get onto a nearby road and drive away. The people that appeared seemed capable enough, and Fliss saw no signs of a 'barrier' blocking them in. But then she saw another group of people up ahead, roughly the same size. They were just dots at the moment, but as she drew closer...[break][break]
"Wait... Did I accidentally turn around?" It was the same group. She looked back, seeing the tire tracks that went in a straight line. There was no way she made an entire U-turn. How long had she driven for? About 5 minutes? Felicity continued forwards on her bike, slowly rolling up to them as a bunch of confused faces met her gaze. She flipped the switch on her bike, and pulled off her helmet. "I- I was only going in a straight line?"[break][break]
Boop![break][break]
Fliss looked down at her foot where she felt something lightly tap her ankle. Something small and white poked out of the sand, was that fabric? She lifted up her boot, and the sand below started to stir. Narrowing her eyes, Fliss leaned over her bike to see a strange mummy-like creature pop out, no larger than a guinea-pig. It was adorable, teetering about like a newborn baby. [break][break]
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"Maaa!" Until it wasn't. It opened it's mouth, revealing rows upon rows of razor sharp teeth under its bandage wrappings, the two hollow eyes flickering with a strange dark light. The creepy fucker bit down on Fliss, and she yelped in pain before violently stamping it into the dirt. Repeatedly. [break][break]
It vanished.[break][break]
"Watch out for the sand!" Fliss shouted, realising that other people were noticing strange areas of the ground started to bubble as tiny mummies popped out of them, doing their best to appear harmless as they waddled to people. But the moment they got close, they bared their fangs. [break][break]

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