Tsukoyamos Make Reika Play Neverwinter.

[skylark]

Reika: No! Come on, I was doing a thing! D:

Lark: Nope. Techno apparently doesn't want you using the writing keyboards for some reason, so we have a project for you.

Reika: Giblet! It's up to you! =<

Giblet: *clucks* *begins pecking at the keyboard as Reika is dragged to the common room*

Kalia: Come on, mom's making a bet that you can't sit through an MMO.

Reika: =<

*Reika plops down on the couch. Kalia and Lark plop down beside her.*

Reika: Alright, what am I playing? ._.

*Lark boots up the PS4. Up pops Neverwinter.*

Reika: =<

Lark: Let's go. Time to get to work.

Kalia: And we'll be here to make sure you don't run off.

Reika: ._.

[skylark]

Reika: Lark... how many character slots do you have?

Lark: 21... >.>

Reika: *facedesks*

[skylark]

Reika: Okay, making a Tiefling, cause they're the only one with a tail and purple hair.... wait, what the...?!

*Reika tries to move the bust size slider, but it doesn't move.*

Reika: ......uninstalling. *gets up to leave*

Kalia: Geez, of all the things to quit over... D: *pulls Reika back down*

[skylark]

*After a search through the Internet to fix Reika's 'little' issue...*

Reika: Not little anymore. :3

Kalia: *facepalms*

*watches the CG movie, of which will probably be the only one in the entire game*

Reika: Ooh, she's hot... *then Valindra's skin starts peeling off* Oh Goddess! Lich! Lich! Do not want! D:

Kalia: And these must be our important storyline NPC characters.

Lark: Who knew that these people could make a tabletop adventure look awesome?

[skylark]

Reika: Ahh, the old shipwrecked scenario. Wonder what kind of cool crap I had before this happened?

[skylark]

Reika: Hi Wilfred!

Kalia: This guy isn't gonna make it past the tutorial, is he?

Reika: Nope. =<

[skylark]

Reika: Rick, it ain't like it was before. =<

[skylark]

Reika: You do realize that you're eventually gonna run out of used arrows, right?

Lark: Not if we give the enemy fresh recruits to put their arrows in... Oh.

Kalia: *facepalms*

[skylark]

Reika: Hi Trask!

Lark: *snorts*

Kalia: Wait, I thought his name was-

Lark: Don't question it. Just let it happen.

Kalia: >_<

[skylark]

Reika: No! Dun do it, Deadmeat! D:

Kalia: Keep that crap in WoW, Leeroy!

*Everyone winces as the inevitable happens.*

Lark: Brave kid... but incredibly stupid.

Giblet: *clucks Taps*

[skylark]

Reika: I promise, Biggs. I'll get those power converters from Tashi Station. ;_;

Kalia: The metaphore ran away from her again, didn't it?

Lark: Eeeeeeyep.

[skylark]

Lark: Waitaminnit. I don't rmember this introduction to the central hub from when I first played it.

Kalia: Dad. Updates happen. Let it go.

Lark: >_<

[skylark]

Reika: Hey, it's that big guy from the opening movie.

Lark: Better get used to Knox. He's gonna be mission control for quite a while.

Reika: As long as I don't get Knox'd out, I should be good.

Kalia: *facepalming* Oh Goddess...

Lark: Goddammit, Reika... >_<

Reika: :3

[skylark]

Reika: So instead of wearing the damn thing, the current heir to the throne keeps the crown locked up in a vault?

Lark: Because the crown apparently kills whoever it deems unworthy.

Reika: ....I get the feeling this is gonna be a plot point later.

[skylark]

Reika: Aaaand they're keeping undead down here. Is it common in Faerun to have haunted crypts running underneath your cities?

Lark: I don't know. We should ask an expert.

*Father, daughter, mermaid, and chicken turn their heads to stare intently at Roas, expecting an answer.*