When you return to your senses you find yourself in a waiting room, a small waiting room painted in a lovely baby blue, working it are all women who on a scale of 1 to 10 would at least be a 6 to you. A few moments later the woman at the desk speaks up.
", the author will see you now," she says as she directs you through a door, you stand in a brightly lit room, in front of you is a man, but you cannot see his face.
"I am LoneWolf77, the Author and Creator of this world," he says as brings up a TV that looks like an Olde Timey Tele off the Sims 3 in front of him with a wave of his hand. You hear him make a tsk tsk tsk noise as he sees how you came to be in his waiting room. "My my my, not a very bright man are you?" he says. "And I do so hate death in my stories, makes too quick, and messy of end you see," he says "I suppose if you wanted to I COULD send you back, you would lose any items you had at time of death of course, but at least if you were going to restart you wouldn't have to state your name again and could get right to the story," he adds. "Or, I could allow you to enter the afterlife with all these beautiful women, it is your call," he says. |