Rpg

Rick was 76 years old and basically a cripple. Broken back took him out in his 50's and although he could walk it was not pretty. Dozens of screws and metal bars didn't make him the million-dollar man. Prior to the wreck he was pretty good at everything he did. Tennis, soccer, snow skiing, bowling, firearms, archery, decent at golf, but basically just above average if not in the to 20% in his teams or friends. He rode motorcycles and horses and worked with his hands. Now all of that was gone.

His life revolved in sitting in his chair and reading. He loved to read so that wasn't really a chore but without physical activity he was wasting away. Anyway, he was driving home from church one Sunday when he came up on a wreck. He lived in the country so he knew that waiting for help might take awhile so he got out to try to help.

It was horrible, head on, two cars probably going 60 based on the speed limit on the road. That meant basically a 120mph crash. Worse is the driver of one went through the windshield. He was a lost cause. 2 kids in the backseat of the other car that at least were strapped in. Both adults in the front appeared gone so he went straight for the kids. The doors wouldn't budge so he managed to find a brick in his truck and broke the windows out and was trying to figure out whether to try to move the kids or what when he saw fire under the hood. That meant he didn't have the option of what to do. He managed to get the kids out and, on the ground, and was trying to work out how to move the adults in the front when he died. He never felt anything or if he did, he died before he could think about it.

Now he was in some weird room, well his mind was at least. He could see, but it was just a formless area, maybe room was the wrong word. He just, was. Now he had no idea of time so it could have been days or years. He didn't hurt but then again, he didn't seem to have a body to hurt. Oddly enough he remembered trying to save the kids and even working on getting the adults out, but he had no idea what happened next. One minute he was working on getting a woman out the window and the next minute he was here. Or wasn't here, it was confusing as hell. Was he here or not? He didn't seem to have a body so even though his mind still worked, he wasn't really alive so how could he be anywhere?

While in the thought process of deciding if his opinion really mattered or not being as that was all he had were thoughts he felt or heard someone talking to him.

"Yes, you are here, at least your spirit is, your body is still on your home world but I'm always looking for good people to work with so when I saw you I decided to talk with you before you crossed over."

"Home world? I guess that answers my first question. I'm dead."

"Well your body is, but you are not just a body. Your spirit, or soul you might say is in stasis here at the moment."

"Um ok, I expected St Peter or some judgement day type thing."

"Well let's not get into all that. You will still end up in the same spot you would have before after this. Think of this as a time out. A new dimension in reality. It may be a day or maybe a whole lifetime, that all depends on you. I know you from a watching perspective, when I picked you, I got basically a big summary of your life. I can read between the lines and get a good feel for who you are but how you feel about yourself may not line up with what I see. How about you tell me about the you that you think you are."

"That is confusing as hell. You see my life in some PowerPoint presentation? You can't read my mind?"

"Yes, but that means going over 70 years of memories and although time is stopped here, I do have things to do. It would just be nice if you could summarize your life from your viewpoint and I'll match that with what I saw, and we can decide what to do next."

"We, so I have a part of this, or is we you and some other god?"

"From your beliefs from your world, god wouldn't really fit. I'm just a big fish in a small pond. I didn't make the pond and I don't make the other fish, but I do have some control on who I let in my pond."

"Ok, being as don't have eyes I can't argue with your explanation but talking to a fish is still weird, even for a talking spirit."

"I'm not a fish, it was just using an analogy I saw from your world that I thought would help."

"Ok, not a talking fish but basically, never mind, what or how doesn't seem to matter at the moment. Two spirits having a conversation works."

"I'll skip the whole childhood memories, not that they were bad or anything they just don't really stand out. Parents stayed together until they died. One brother and one sister, both younger. I was born in June so growing up I was normally the youngest in my grade. I was a late bloomer on top of that so for example at 15 when I got my motorcycle license, I was 5ft4 and weighed 120 lbs. Football was always the major sport, so I was always left out because of my size and your social status was based on those two factors. Small and didn't play football meant loser. I was told I was pretty, and for a boy that was a curse. Getting picked on and bullied was an everyday issue. I was the oldest child in my family and my dad didn't believe in fighting, so I had no one to teach me how to deal with it. I figured if I was gonna get a hit in I had better get it in first because I didn't stand a chance later. So, when I felt sure it was going to get physical, I would just attack, normally while they were still mouthing and getting laughs. And I didn't stop until I was either down for the count or someone broke up the fight. Biting, gouging eyes, throat punches, didn't matter what I did because in my mind there was no such thing as a fair fight. You either won or lost.

When watching movies or reading books there is always those people who lie and manipulate everyone around them. In history it's always a friend or family member who take out a king. Jealousy or greed seem to be the most common reason. Everyone lies, I had a friend growing up who would lie even if the truth would get him out of trouble. Dishonest people bother me more than bullies and I really hate bullies. I've been scammed so many times it's unreal. Why I tend to believe a smile or good story when more than half the time I get scammed.

I was married for 20 plus years and I still have no idea why she hated me. I didn't drink or do drugs. I made a good living. I doted on the kids. But making her happy was not something I could ever do. Once both kids were gone to college she left, and I haven't spoken to her since.

Now the reason I'm telling you all this when you seem to know everything anyway is in all the RPG stories it's always about power or magic. The MC is always going to some new world and cultivating or sword fighting and reaching levels and all that. If this is gonna be like that then just kill me now. I don't want to be powerful; I don't ever want to be a leader. The guy on top is nearly always a prick and if not then everyone around him will be looking for ways to kill him. Saving the world is not gonna happen. I would never trust anyone and therefore I would be alone. And all alone on a strange world is just another form of hell so just send me to it and sorry.

I can't believe I'm gonna say this but all I ever wanted was to be loved. I know my ex hated me and the kids, well who knows. My daughter took her moms side and we talk but we've never been close again like when she was young. My son, well who knows what he thinks. He asked my once what I did wrong to ruin the marriage so that makes me think he blames me. My point is, if I'm just gonna go to some new world and go through all that crap again then I'll pass. I had prostate cancer at 48, and I decided to just let it alone. I'd rather die than hurt her, but I'd rather die than live with her. Give me a job and I'll get it done. Give me a challenge and I'll tackle it, but I don't do well with emotional pain. People say that if they could go back to high school knowing what they know now they would do this or that. I say, if you send me back to High School, I'll just kill myself."

"Ok, I'm going to tell you this, your ex had a hard life before you ever met her. The life she was born into made her into the person she was. And that person won't ever be happy. She can play the part but it's all just that. Playing a part. From what I can see I would say you did ok; you could have tried a few other ways of dealing with her issues, but I really don't think it would have mattered. Your mistake was you married for the wrong reason. She needed you and you thought she had a nice ass so you figured you could be happy with her. Picking a wife based on her ass didn't seem to be the smartest decision."

"Ouch, you picked up on that memory huh... not saying your wrong. I'm partial to a cute butt. I could give you a good logical explanation why but somehow I'm not sure you would get it being as you're a fish an all."

"Interesting, even dead you still have your humor." And then he heard sounded like a giggle. Do fish giggle?

"I'm not a fish, ok fine, I'll pick a female body from your planet that has a cute ass and I'll fix it so you can actually see and then we'll finish this conversation."

And sure, enough he could see a woman's body forming, and it did indeed have a cute ass. Interesting enough it was a naked body and even dead he was smart enough to not say anything to change that fact.

"I can take any form I want, and based on my impression this one is to your liking?"

"Oh yea, I would say you read minds pretty good. Don't think you could be any more perfect."

"Ok so let's move on to your body. Did you like your body before? What changes would you like to make? Start over from scratch, pick a male body from a line up or take yours and tweak it to your liking. You mentioned you were a late bloomer but here you don't bloom. You will start full grown and however you want to look. Taller, bigger you decide."

"How old am I going to be?"

"Grown, age isn't going to be a question that will ever come up."

"Damn this is gonna sound weird, but I like my looks just fine, always hated being so skinny but basically maybe a bit taller and a bit more fit. I don't want to stand out like some gym rat but just fit enough. 6-1 and maybe 200lbs?"

"And your package? I've found most males want to be impressive in that area."

"Wow, I can honestly say that never crossed my mind. Oddly enough the only complaints I ever remember was being too big. You know, uh not so deep, it hurts or take it easy, and not that position because you're too big. But hey if I had a choice, being a shower instead of a grower might be nice."

"Well that's a first. Took me a minute to find the analogy for all of that. Ok same size but a shower. I'm impressed, and not with your package, I mean with the fact that you are the first one who has ever not wanted to be bigger. Most males want to be like a jackass size. Really tough on the average woman. Your worlds sex movies don't seem to show much reality, do they? Really large ugly males with either very small girls or women with really large plastic breasts.? It's confusing, do attractive men not like sex? And why breasts so big they can't possibly run or fight? Just seeing some of those things hurts my back."

"That conversation would take a lifetime to have. I have no idea what or why anyone would like that, what you look like is as perfect as I could ever want. I have always thought more than a mouthful was wasted. But why are we giving me a body when we haven't decided what I'm going to do? What do you want me to do?"

"Oh, well I figure we will give you the body you want and then we will go visit the world I'm thinking of and I'll spend a day or so showing you. Its so much easier than just dropping you off and making you learn as you go. If you don't like it then we can try a few other worlds, or you can go find your St. Peter?"

"Worlds, as plural? How many options are there? Never mind, go for it, I have nothing to lose so, sure, let's give it a shot."

So even as he watched his body was forming. Weird watching all his limbs grow, even the hair on his chest just fast forwarded from bare to what was his normal. Odd seeing it without all the grey, but he did look like he was in his late 20's or early 30's. She or it or whatever even gave him a mirror to be able to see it. He was able to tweak it a bit, she had made him a bit hairier than he wanted. All in all, he felt like a.., who knows. He had no idea what a god looked like and he didn't feel godly, but he had a chest he was proud of and abs he thought looked pretty good. No idea what the women in her worlds would think. For all he knew he was gonna be scrawny compared to the males there. Basically, he was, in his mind based on earth, a solid 9 with his face. He could get used to that. He wondered how his package ended up looking like in working condition. Didn't think bringing that up was something he should do and in truth was surprised it hadn't made itself know already being as she looked like his favorite fantasy, naked as all get out to boot.

"Ok let's make sure we are all on the same page. I 'can' see your thoughts. And I'm sure once we get on the world itself you might show your interest but that's not a problem. I can be female, in mind and body and although I don't really have any body issues and I don't need compliments, I do appreciate you approving of my form."

"Wow, so when I look at you and imagine, well lots of things. You know it, like really know it? I'm sorry, new body is exciting enough but add that to seeing your perfect body on top of it well I'm not sure I can control my thoughts."

"I'm not offended, I did good. I gave you your heart's desire, in your body and mine. That's all I wanted. So, we're going to take a little trip. Don't panic please, we are going to be able to see and feel everything but on the off chance we run into any creatures down there they won't see us and can't hurt us if they did."

"Creatures? Not people?"

"Easier to show you than try to explain it. Hang on."

And the next thing he knew he was flying, like superman flying. Even felt the wind on his face. He wasn't doing anything that he knew of to control where he was going so, he just tried to stay calm. She was showing him the lay of the land per say. He saw there was a coastline and islands. There were mountains and some big ass trees. Beautiful country, not that different from earth without the manmade stuff. She told him they were going to go a bit closer and he should be able to see some of the natives. He thought that was people. Nope, she meant like wildlife. He saw some really odd-looking animals, but then again some of the animals on earth were pretty odd looking too. They just floated in the trees and he got to see a mountain lion or panther of some sort as it was jumping from tree to tree following a deer like animal below. Thank goodness she moved them away before it ate dinner. He knew that was all part of nature but still not something he wanted to watch in live action.

Then she took him to the inhabited areas. It was about what he expected, iron age time from what he could see. Didn't see any power lines or paved roads. So preindustrial earth. Then they floated right up to some people who were riding horses in the woods. Looked like hunters, they had bows and some had spears. Even saw a few swords. Basically, what he expected to see.

The he stopped or at least he tried to. "Stop he yelled, what was that?"

She reminded him that they couldn't see them and even let him drive. Explained all he had to do was think where he wanted to be, and he would move. Took a bit and the idea that they couldn't see him was really weird. He floated right in front of the people on the horsed and they never even glanced his way. So, then he moved to what had caught his eye earlier. Took a minute to find it again but as he got closer, he realized that he was looking an actual cat girl? Or fox girl? Whatever it was it had a human face, and most of the body was human in form. But it or in this case she had furry pointed ears and a real fricking tail! The hunters had gone right by her, either because they weren't looking for her or she managed to stay out of sight.

"Ok, you're gonna have to help me out here. Is she a cat girl or fox or what? I've read enough to know there are different but that was all fantasy. Right? How is it earths fantasy creatures really exist? Is this world built on earth fantasy or is earth fantasy built on this world and if so how? Have people from earth been here and gone back? Have..."

"Stop, don't go down the rabbit hole. This is a different time, different dimension. Here there are elves, and quite a few different races that are similar to your earth fiction. Which came first? Different dimensions, the two worlds can't affect the other because then aren't in the same universe. This world is at least 100,000 years old and the people here have all been here as long as I've watched over them. There are humans here as you saw, they've been here the whole time but recently they've got on this, we are the superior race kick. Some idiot decided they needed to rid the world of the 'lesser' races. The problem is the 'lesser' ones they are talking about are in my mind the superior ones. The problem is the human group has gotten serious about weapons and the other races haven't gotten around to being aggressive. If the elves were to get pissed off, they could take out all the humans in a few months. The cat and fox people don't have the numbers, but they would win in any fair fight. The problem is they all got along for century's, but some idiot started this we are better than them crap. Elves like their trees and they don't mind keeping separate. The cats and such still prefer to live in dens and live off the land. Oh, they have weapons, in fact the fox's had bows before the humans did. I saw this whole 'better crap' start about 20 years ago and thought it was just a fad. Figured it would pass, but it's just gotten worse and I can't seem to find a local that would take on the role I need."

"I told you I don't want to fight. I don't want to be a leader. If the humans are going down this road then I'd rather side with the elves and cats. That girl I saw earlier was foxy, lol... seriously a beautiful creature. Do they speak the same language? Oh shit, are they sexually compatible? Uh, not that I'm thinking about it, ok yes, I am... shit. Am I a freaking pervert?"

"Again, stop chasing rabbits! And yes, everyone speaks the same language."

"Are there bunny girls? O crap, in the books they are al..."

"Yes, there are bunny girls and yes, they like sex, but stop. Geez, no you're not a pervert, you are exactly what I wanted. A human who thinks the other races are beautiful. If you happen to think of them sexually that's physically not a problem. If you breed a cat you get a cat and so on except the elves. Human and elf are the only race I'm aware of that are mixing traits. The males of the other races are dwindling. Not sure if it's birth rate or related to the war. Elves are still 50/50 but for example. Foxes at the moment are about 5 to 1."

"Ok, but how do the races view humans? If I were to appear in front of the fox girl from earlier would she shoot on sight? Have the humans already gone too far? And again, I don't want to fight, how am I gonna help without a fight?"

"Well, here's my thought. Magic does exist on this world, not a lot of it but it exists. So, if you had a magical ability nobody would be too surprised. I was thinking to make you immortal, at least physical damage but that wouldn't solve everything. Because let's face it, some of those stupid idiots are gonna have to go. But you don't want to be aggressive. So how about I give you a magical shield. An offensive shield, if someone shoots at you the arrow flies right back at them. Same with the spear and sword. Any offensive attack on you directs back to whoever sends it."