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This afternoon i was shocked to find myself being hauled out of my cardboard box once more, and thrust towards the guild house. I had become accustomed to the dim light which filters through the cracks, and the sunlight was a blinding comparison to my prison.
I've never visited a guild before, and it was quite a shock to see so many people gathered in one place. Leon greeted me with a smile. Something us mules don't receive very often, and i felt so very welcome. It seems mules are often used in guilds, and are very welcome, unlike in shops.
We hurried past numerous guild houses with bright bannars and flags flying high and all sorts of folk running in and out of the front doors. The guild house we finally entered was terrifying. Sniper rifles focused on people flowing through the doors. Many coming in, but not nearly as many going out.
After reaching our destination, i almost wished i were still in my box. A mass of people were gathered around a thread made by a mule. Well, not so much a mule, as a love child. There were people giggling and chattering, and a few other mules milling about. It was then that i began to feel uncomfortable. A couple users, Nymphie and Insomnesiac, were touching their mules strangely, while joking about making love children with them.
I backed up slowly, but my main skipped into the middle of the crowd and began to chatter with the rest, giggling and prodding me over by Mintz and MaximumStorage. I was overwhelmed. That's when i passed out.
The next thing i remember, is waking up back in my cardboard box. The rest is a blur. I wonder what happened...
 Brekk · Tue May 22, 2007 @ 12:16am · 0 Comments |
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What a surprise it was this morning to find myself being hauled from my little cardboard box and hustled off to durem in the wee hours of the morning. It seems that my original has caught wind of some strange scheme concerning gaia's first superhero.
As i was prodded past the Barton fountain in the grays of morning, i saw my dear, sweet Cindy Donovan reporting an interview with a strange man in a cape and mask. I barely had time to flounder, however, as i was quickly led into the wilderness between Barton and Durem.
Upon reaching Durem, my eyes positively bulged in shock, a long line waited outside Moira's store which i, and my mule-mate were quickly prodded into along with my orinigal, who seemed positively bubbly at the whole aspect of it. After waiting in line for a while, i noticed the stream of people moving away from the store all chirped and bubbled as merrily as my original, while carrying off wigs in the imitation of Sasha, the Gambino Outfitters shopkeeper.
The line moved slowly, my vision focused on that ever present stream of gaians, both men and women delightfully babbling, a few even donning the curious wigs. My mule-mate was positively a flutter with the prospects of the plan that my original had apparently been telling us as we waiting in line, being jostled by people. Elbowing her in the side, i asked what on earth was going on. My face froze in horror, however, as she happily chattered away about the New Years ball and Gaia's first Superhero aspiring to kiss Sasha. Our original planned to stick us up with herself (and the rest of the gaia populace, it appeared), as fake Sasha's!
Even now, as i don this hideous monstrosity of a wig, my mind searches frantically for a way to escape the plan. Hopefully, my original will abandon thoughts of my involvement. After all, it would be no loss to her, the tight scrooge of an original had even made me use my own meager gold supplies to buy this thing.
Brekk · Fri Dec 30, 2005 @ 07:56pm · 0 Comments |
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I've been recieving pleasures galore as of late. My original decided to take it upon herself to quest for an OMG hat, and set me the task of using my own funds in the casino. I don't even mind the fact that she takes the tickets away from me when the day is over an done with. The thrill of being allowed such a luxury as playing the slots is enough for me. My cardboard box prison has been very lonely lately with me spending the majority of my time down at the casino.
I'm beginning to suspect that i've acquired a gambling problem, however. I can't play the public rooms any longer, as i've begun to yell obscene things when i lose. The other day, Lex even came up to me and quietly asked me to exit the premises, as i was disturbing the other partons. How embarrassing cry . However, my original had a talk with him and managed to procure me a private room, where i can shout as much as i like. I'll miss the company of others, but now i can concentrate more on winning. twisted I don't have a gambling problem. ninja gonk
Brekk · Sat Sep 10, 2005 @ 07:17pm · 0 Comments |
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I was permitted, today, a second chance at procuring an outfit fo myself. As I was let out of my little box early in the morning, a charming surprise awaited me. No fewer than two letters awaited me, bulging with promise. Once opened, they each revealed a handful of shiny, new gaia gold coins. The letters revealed this unexpected gift to be the revenue from the sale of my peasant clothing, which had adorned my mulish figure before my alarmingly sudden sex change. The addition of this gold meant that I now had the funds to buy the black checkered shirt which I had been lusting after for some time now.
Humming a merry tune, I set out in good spirits to buy the shirt and spend the remainder of my time in the forums, collecting more gold. When I arrived at Ian's shoppe, he gave me the usual suspicious glare that I had notice him deliver to other mules. It seemed unfair to me, that he descriminated against the mule population even more than he did the newbies that crowded around flame clothes and fawned over the more expensive items. After purchasing my much sought-after checkerd shirt, I headed over to Gambino Island, pulling the new shirt over my head as I went.
After spending some gold on the boat ride over (I had no desire to ruin my new shirt, after all!), I headed towards the Hat Rack. I had decided earlier that morning, that I needed a head item to better compliment my outfit. As I pushed open the door to Gambino's Hat Rack, I was amazed. I had never shopped anywhere aside from Ian's, and was rightly amazed at the mass amount of items that were purely for your head. The items lining the shelves had to have been at least as great in number as Ian's entire store! Ruby greeted me warmly, until she saw the signature trailing behind me and proclaiming for all the world to see, that I was a Mule. That dismissive look, which I had recieved so many times before from Ian, overtook the welcoming grin that she had been wearing when I had first entered the store.
Sheepishly, I scurried away from her, and began examining the items on the shelves, occasionally getting up the nerve to take something to the dressing room to try on. Suddenly, as I was browsing the shelves and shrinking beneath Ruby's dissaproving stare, I saw it. The chess hat. At 1450g, it was more than I could ever hope to attain in one day on freedom but still, I had to try. Scurrying quickly from the Hat Rack and paying my fare for the ride back to the mainland, I made a list inside my head of polls to visit and places to bump. Today was going to be a bust day.
Brekk · Tue Aug 02, 2005 @ 03:36am · 0 Comments |
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Today, i was permitted the opportunity of a lifetime. A chance to buy my own outfit! The only catch is that i have to scrape together the funds by myself. I was let out of my dark little room early this morning and let loose on the forums. Since my release, i have procured a pair of Radicool Blackout Trim Shorts and a pair of MoNoChRoMe KoNfUsEd ToE SoX. I'm working towards gaining a Black Checkered shirt, and maybe a pair of shoes, but i haven't decided on anything else yet. We'll see what the day will yeild.
Personally, i think this little outing is purely for my original's pleasure, to watch me scramble and scrape together funds to put together an outfit. Cruel, but when opportunity shows itself you take it, no?
Brekk · Sat Jul 23, 2005 @ 02:27am · 0 Comments |
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Today the casino came out and my ever-gracious dominant account has let me out to rejoice and frolick in the slots game. Personally, i believe that it's because she couldn't access the game herself and desperately wanted to get a jump start on collecting tickets.
It doesn't matter to me, however. Because either way, i get let out into the light to play with the other friendly avatars and have a jolly good time chatting.
Update: Alas! My suspicions have been confirmed! Once i had built up a decent amount of tickets, and my dominant account was able to connect to the slot rooms, i was promptly stuffed back into my room to huddle in the darkness and wait.
Brekk · Sat Jul 23, 2005 @ 01:59am · 0 Comments |
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Change comes to us all i suppose. It used to be me who was the dominant account, ruling my mule placidly. But suddenly, i found myself being overthrown and becoming the mule. The original has now become the copy.
With muledome came a rapid sucession of durastic and surprising changes. I suddenly found myself re-christened to Broken Hourglass, stripped of the name i had used since joining the site. The persona of Kayleena was no more. With my name, the credability i had built up with kayleena was also stripped. T'was a sad day indeed.
Soon after, i awoke to find myself transformed into a man! My salon hairstyle had also dissapeared with the change, as it was no longer compatible with the gender. My whole image had dissapeared, and i found myself suddenly naked, a man with woman's clothing.
My dominant and ruling account soon stripped me of that problem however, and i was left to starve in naked hobodom. And thus, my story begins. My life as a mule.
Brekk · Fri Jul 22, 2005 @ 07:26pm · 0 Comments |
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