[Open - via PM] The Games We Play (RPG/Games Night)

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

Moving only the eyes: #8-316 looked to one side, then the other, and finally back at the Chem Dog.
After Eye-Contact was established, she began to lean ever so slowly to Hat, perhaps too slowly, perhaps to closely which at the end brougt her lips to the Convict's Ear enough to whisper... "Yes"

With the speed of lightning, the Kriegerin was once again back at her original position, flashing her a perhaps too wide of a wide grin: "But I am the sane one." she added.

[LaxKnight]

Hat smiled with giddiness when the girl whispered her answered. She said yes!! So caught up in surprise and joy that she almost missed what else she said. She stood up, put her stuff on her chair, and moved it so she was next to her new imaginary sister (though didn't get between her and the other Krieger. That seemed like a bad idea). "We're going to need a few minutes. Let other people go first," Hat said to the Commissar before turning to the Krieger girl. She tried to keep her excitement under control as she spoke. "My name is Hat. So, do you know anything about elves? What should our last name be?" she asked quietly to avoid eavesdropping.

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

The Krieg-girl turned towards the Convict, fishing out a book titled "Player's Handbook" from the stack of books which simulataniously opened on the data regarding Elves and served as a barrier behind which the two 'sisters' could scheme "#8-316 or Erika. Not a Klue. Let's look." She whispered back, answering the questions in quick succession before reading through the suggested names "Hov about 'Neriphyra'?"

[LaxKnight]

Hat hid her head behind the book with her new Krieger friend/imaginary sister, Erika. She briefly wondered how she earned her name but decided to focus on her words. She was both glad and disappointed that she also had no idea what an elf was. She started reading the book when Erika suggested a name. "Sure," she said, "So, my character is a wizard. What's yours? I was thinking if they are both wizards they might have gone to the same school together."

She paused then added, "Who's going to be the oldest?"

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

Erika pushed anouther Cupcake through her Mouth, leisurely chewing the sugary creation of absolute goodness and referencing the Character Sheet.
"Mein Charakter is a Wizard Specializes in Close Qvarters... Same Schola, different Kourse? Ve kan both remain klose, I protekt you and you do ze Sorsery? Ve Kan be Fraternal tvins, Ja?"

[LaxKnight]

Hat nodded in agreement at her points. It was a little tricky getting through her accident but growing up among not the most educated of people helped her understand it. "Yeah! I don't know what fraternal means but that sounds good! What kind of background do you think we came from? Rich? Poor? Noble or something?" She asked.

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

"Inidentical Tvins." She Clarified, happy to know the meaning of the word. Not of all the members of the 945th were identical. The same Batch held sources from the same origin but allowed natural to differentiation of the genetic code -minimising the chances for developing a large scale forbidden mutation among the troopers in exchange for small cases of relatively approved mutations like height and build.
In Practice, Every Batch was made of Fraternal Twins.

The Idea of Nobility is an interesting one, Normally Nobility and the like were things #316 Loathed; Ineffective, corrupt, wasteful and inefficient; Everything a Krieger is against in real life. However; If their characters came from nobility, they should have freedoms to do as they wish, fulfilling the purpose of the exercise.

"Ve Should be somethink ve are not, ja? Being Nobles should allow us to attend ze Schola for Magick?"

[LaxKnight]

Hat nodded in acknowledgement of the new word. She wasn't aware that twins could look different.

"Yeah. I think we can both agree that neither one of us were ever nobles," the thought of her being a secret noble amused her, bringing a smile to her face, "It would mean we would have the money to go too."

She then got real close and quiet before whispering, "I think we should keep our noble birth a secret though. Don't want anyone to be jealous or something."

She paused when a thought occured to her. "But why would we leave that life?" She added.

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

"Nobility are priority targets by hostile elements, keeping our origins uknovn iz a gut Idea."

She stopped to consider the options they have, pausing to allow her thoughts to catch up.

"Ve left ze Schola... Because we Graduated and.. zis is our... Graduation Trip! All of ze Noble's needs are akkounted for and zey haffe no driving forse behint zeir ackions. Therefore: Seek furfillment by Recreazional Aktivities. Ve are here to haff fun, bekause our home iz boring."

[LaxKnight]

"Well, I was thinking that maybe we left because we wanted to see what it was like not being a noble and ran away, so we can't call upon our money," she said, "Perhaps what you said is why your character left and what I said is why mine did?"

She paused for a moment when another thought came up. "What is your character's name? Mine's name is Fiona," she said.

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

"I Suppose. You want to leave ze noble life and I am watching over you and having fun." Erika mused, skimming through the Data and Suggested Names on this Elvish Race inside this book "Mine is Ilyrana and Tyrael as a second name" She came to the decision, Nobles often had several names and none of them were as useful as simple numbers, under normal circumstances names must be earned first and to be given with one upon birth was simply abhorrent. It is a very good thing then, that this character does not exist, therefore not bound by the laws of Kreig.
"Anything else ve need to verify?" The Woman asked, taking a spare bank sheet of paper and hastily writing all of their shared data down

[LaxKnight]

Seeing that Erika was writing on another piece of paper, Hat grabbed one of her own to begin writing on it as well. The Krieger picked two names for hers. How fancy! She just picked the one on her sheet. When the Krieger asked if there was anything else, the Chem-Dog paused to think for a bit. "Do we like our parents? Do we have both of our parents? Do they love us?" She was asking questions as they came to her head.

[Johannes Wyss von Krieg]

Parents, a thing Kriegers under no circumstance could comprehend. A completely alien thing that perhaps differed Kreigers from normal humans the most. If it was not a sad expression, it was a complete lack of understanding and unfamiliarity.
"I... am not familiar vith zese Concepts. Vill it be better if you decide?"

Her Pale head raised above the opened book and passed the folded paper over to Yorke "Herr Kommissar, Kann zese character backgrount informazion accebted?"

[LaxKnight]

Wait, what did she mean 'not familiar with these concepts'? That she never had parents? Hat could understand. Her own parents died when she was fairly young. Her father around the time she was born and her mother a few years later. Both died to the same cause, a mining accident which was fairly typical on Salvar. The face of her mother, her name a haze, helped her make her decision. She ripped off a small scrap of paper, wrote on it, and showed it to Erika before folding it and giving it to the Commissar. She didn't have the best handwriting but it read:

'Our parents are alive and well. They love us and miss us terribly. They have hired people to find us and bring us home.'

This game was supposed be about trying new things. She never felt missed before, she wondered what that was like.

[CyGamer]

“Man, you two are really into this.” Krast said as he watched the two girls go on about their characters. Maybe he should have started drinking so early, he wasn’t a strong reader to start, and being drunk wasn’t helping.

“Um, could I get a hand hear. Im not really sure how to make this guys...what did you call it backstory?”