Phoenix Whip
Less than a month ago, you in another life
You stunningly look at your old adult body. As if everything were again as you remember.
The Neon lights shine on a puddle of motor oil on the pavement of the red light district, while robot furries stroll naked looking for customers for their evening orgy put up speed and devil's pee*.
Shit! This is the day I died!
You walk away with a confident but strange step, you have your blaster firmly attached to your waist, and you can deal with any undesirable that wants to steal your merchandise.
Your clientele was mostly Teens in the last year of high school from silver or gold caste, in search of drugs to overcome shyness or become beasts in bed. It was not a difficult job.
You observe from the outside of you how you used to be, and at the same time, it is and is not as you remember. There is a strange glow in your eyes, an aggressive stance you don't remember.
A group of chat messages appears in a corner of your vision. Something you don't remember from your other life ...
Romangod34: "This character is very boring, doubt. I thought being a Pusher drug dealer will be all about free sex, and blowing up helicopters like in GTA 69!"
XXXEdgelordXXX: "I'm playing in the middle of a nymph nurses orgy. Advantages of being Gold, the premium account come as a gift with the new sexbot Katie the busty maid."
Romangod34: "Now, I have to buy a sexbot, but my father is totally against using robots for fucking. He says that with seven young slaves we have enough. Shit dude. I'm going to log off. AFK"
You or the person you were a month ago are frozen in the spot about a microsecond; then, your previous self just starts to walk with the swag you remember, humming that old song, you liked so much, almost as if you were a totally different person to the once you watched minutes ago.
This has to be a dream. It cannot be true. I was in control of my life!
You look around again, seeing how each of the citizens have commands and chats, binding their actions and movements as if each of them were puppets on a children's theatre.
You stunningly look at your old adult body. As if everything were again as you remember.
The Neon lights shine on a puddle of motor oil on the pavement of the red light district, while robot furries stroll naked looking for customers for their evening orgy put up speed and devil's pee*.
Shit! This is the day I died!
You walk away with a confident but strange step, you have your blaster firmly attached to your waist, and you can deal with any undesirable that wants to steal your merchandise.
Your clientele was mostly Teens in the last year of high school from silver or gold caste, in search of drugs to overcome shyness or become beasts in bed. It was not a difficult job.
You observe from the outside of you how you used to be, and at the same time, it is and is not as you remember. There is a strange glow in your eyes, an aggressive stance you don't remember.
A group of chat messages appears in a corner of your vision. Something you don't remember from your other life ...
Romangod34: "This character is very boring, doubt. I thought being a Pusher drug dealer will be all about free sex, and blowing up helicopters like in GTA 69!"
XXXEdgelordXXX: "I'm playing in the middle of a nymph nurses orgy. Advantages of being Gold, the premium account come as a gift with the new sexbot Katie the busty maid."
Romangod34: "Now, I have to buy a sexbot, but my father is totally against using robots for fucking. He says that with seven young slaves we have enough. Shit dude. I'm going to log off. AFK"
You or the person you were a month ago are frozen in the spot about a microsecond; then, your previous self just starts to walk with the swag you remember, humming that old song, you liked so much, almost as if you were a totally different person to the once you watched minutes ago.
This has to be a dream. It cannot be true. I was in control of my life!
You look around again, seeing how each of the citizens have commands and chats, binding their actions and movements as if each of them were puppets on a children's theatre.