Alycia Demetria Roels
Interactions: le corps

Le sommeil profond d'Alycia s'était lentement transformé en sommeil léger. Elle ne savait pas combien de temps elle dormait, mais elle savait qu'elle ne voulait pas encore se réveiller. Quelque chose l'a piétinée, un bruit qui venait clairement de loin. Mais le bruit est devenu plus fort. Elle a forcé ses yeux à rester fermés et a essayé de le mélanger. Qu'est-ce que c'était? Ça la dérangeait de dormir. Son dos était bizarre. Elle avait probablement dormi à nouveau dans une position inhabituelle, le meilleur matelas ne pouvait pas gagner contre les positions que son corps aimait jouer pendant son sommeil. Si seulement le bruit se taisait...
C'était les toilettes? Mais les toilettes n'ont pas l'air comme ça. Et ce n'était pas si fort, si près de son oreille. Maintenant, il semblait soudain que le bruit était juste à côté d'elle et avec un éclat de panique ses yeux volaient ouverts et elle s'asseyait. Son dos lui a fait mal, mais elle l'a ignorée car ses yeux ont rapidement travaillé à s'habituer à la nouvelle lumière.
Et son cœur s'est gelé. C'était comme si elle avait gelé, de la glace dans ses veines, se fermant autour de son cœur. Elle avait froid. Où suis-je? Alycia a été dans le déni pendant une trentaine de secondes, dans laquelle elle n'a pas déplacé un muscle ou a respiré. Puis ses poumons l'ont forcée à prendre un souffle et elle a réalisé que c'était soit très réel ou une nouvelle technologie de jeu qui a envoyé le joueur directement dans le jeu, les faisant oublier qu'ils sont dans un jeu pendant l'utilisation de ladite technologie. Mais c'était... de la science-fiction, n'est-ce pas? Cette technologie n'existait pas encore. Bien sûr, la technologie existait qui a rendu votre expérience de jeu plus réelle. Des lunettes bizarres qui vous ont montré l'environnement de votre jeu quand vous êtes assis sur votre nez. Les meilleurs écouteurs qui étaient si doux dans vos oreilles, vous avez oublié qu'ils étaient là. Toutes ces choses-là. Mais elle n'avait jamais entendu parler de quelque chose qui semblait si réel. Elle pouvait sentir le sol sous elle - il était dur, froid et rocheux. Et alors qu'elle touchait le sol, elle entendait une fois de plus le bruit, un bruit qui l'avait réveillée, qui avait sonné si loin, mais qui était vraiment proche depuis le début.
C'est... une putain de cascade? Les yeux d'Alycia s'élargissaient alors que la panique s'élevait dans sa poitrine. Elle s'est forcée à respirer et à régler ses émotions. Panic ne l'aiderait pas dans cette situation. Panic ne résoudrait pas les problèmes. Ça ne peut pas être réel. Il n'y a aucun moyen qu'un tel endroit existe. Et si c'est le cas, il n'y a aucun moyen qu'une personne puisse simplement entrer chez moi et vouloir me mettre ici même. Ça n'a pas de sens. Elle se souvient de la personne sur Internet qui avait posé toutes ces questions... à propos d'un jeu. C'était le dernier souvenir qu'elle avait à propos de la journée. Combien de temps a passé de toute façon? Et c'était le jeu? Ou n'y a-t-il jamais eu de jeu? C'était juste un kidnappeur fou?
"Et ils disaient "être prudents sur Internet" il y a tant d'années." Sa voix n'était qu'un murmure. Elle se leva, son corps se sentit un peu faible, mais en quelques minutes ses jambes avaient appris à se tenir debout et à marcher à nouveau. Elle a regardé la belle cascade. Celui qui m'a emmené ici aime la nature. Ou peut-être juste des cascades?
Alycia s'est ébranlée la tête et a essayé de regarder autour de son environnement, mais ensuite elle a vu une figure allongée sur le sol à quelques pieds de là. Comment ne l'a-t-elle pas remarquée avant? Alycia tomba rapidement à côté d'elle, elle s'approcha et toucha doucement son bras. "Bonjour?" Pas de réponse. "Bonjour?! Vous m'entendez?" La figure était une jeune femme, presque encore une enfant selon son apparence. Elle a brossé les cheveux du visage de la personne et s'est sentie extrêmement bizarre de le faire, mais elle avait besoin de voir s'il y avait une réaction sur le visage. Elle n'était pas morte... n'est-ce pas?
"Vous m'entendez? Réveillez-vous, s'il vous plaît." La femme a recommencé à paniquer. Morte, elle n'était pas morte, n'est-ce pas? Elle a attrapé son poignet et a mis deux doigts sur une veine. En silence, elle se concentra sur le battement du cœur à l'intérieur du poignet. Et il y avait un battement de cœur. La fille était vivante! Alycia n'était pas sûre de quoi faire et elle ne savait certainement pas comment elle y est arrivée, mais elle s'est trouvée en tenant les mains dans l'eau sous la chute d'eau, puis est retournée à la fille avec un peu d'eau pooling dans les coquilles qu'elle avait formé de ses mains. Et puis elle a laissé tomber l'eau sur le visage de la fille, espérons la réveiller. Elle était prudente en faisant cela, elle ne voulait pas que tous ses cheveux soient mouillés avec l'eau - il était censé atterrir sur son visage après tout.
Alycia a regardé le visage de la fille avec inquiétude alors qu'elle attendait qu'elle montre toute réaction. Réveillez-vous, s'il vous plaît. Je ne peux pas faire ça tout seul. Je ne veux pas être seule dans cette situation.
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"Oh hello DreadfulDoom, I'm so glad you came. Let's begin the interview. What's your real name? First and last please."
The girl in front of the screen showed a slight frown on her forehead. The interview had already gotten pretty personal. A real name? These days real names didn't interest most people. Writing it down she could feel that the lack of using it has made her feel somewhat strange towards it. "Alycia Demetria Roels."
"Ah, I see, okay how old are you?"
That wasn't a too odd questions. Many games asked for age, mostly to make sure you are over 18, or in some cases over 21. Though you could always just put a wrong age, no one checked on it, no one cared. She typed in her answer. "I am currently 24 years old."
"Hmm...This is more personal but what's your sexuality?"
That was kind of very odd. She didn't remember a game that asked her for this. She knew of some dating games that required this, but she never played any of those kind. They would offer a various amount of lovers to choose from and then play out virtual dates or something like that. She didn't really know. Alycia thought about it. Her sexuality... She had a relationship with a woman once. It was weird, because it was all online. But was she really gay? Would she wanna be with a man? She thought to the female characters she met and realized that she could all too well tell of their features and their beauty and felt incredibly bored by all the male characters' looks. She also knew that if she thought about touching a woman's skin she felt a lot more excited than when thinking about a man. She typed an answer. "I am interested in women."
"Are you a man or woman?"
Every game she ever played asked this of her. She always choose to be her own gender. "Powerful female."
"What do you look like? You can send a picture or describe yourself, though an image will help me more."
Alycia frowned some more. Send a picture... A real life picture. She had been asked this several times, from men and women both, she had always declined. Perverts. Just one time... one single time... things had been different and she had sent one. She looked at the file that kept all the pictures of herself on her PC and chose the only one that was recent. It had been a favor for her girlfriend. It felt so far gone now. "This is all you get of me."



"What's your occupation?"
Strangely enough Alycia's mind went straight to hacking. But no. That wasn't her occupation. That wasn't what brought the money in. Though she wished it did. "I work for DATYR - one of the largest 'we have everything'-stores, completely online, shipping free. You must know the commercials, 'Delivering all things you require!', right? I mostly sit at the desk at the PC, do lists, check things, help customers online, make delivery times and dates, make sure the time for the delivery trucks is used the best way, sometimes someone even calls. But that's rare. They call me when there's a problem with the site. They call me when there's a problem with the printer (we don't even print, what do we need a printer for!?). I've got time to game on the side though."
"How would you describe your personality?"
Her personality. Her real life personality. It would be much easier to describe her characters in the games she played. What was she like? In the real world, what was she like? "Passionate. Emotional. I like to think I am nice, but I can be quiet sassy too. I am strong minded, I know what I'm worth. I am reasonable and I like discussions to learn about the other person and what drives them. I like to observe people, find out what drives them and - if needed - how I can control them or manipulate their thinking. Does that make me a bad person? Maybe I'm a bad person. Write that down! I am animal friendly, though. I mean I think I am. I haven't seen one in forever. In games I am, I don't kill them if not absolutely necessary. I am curious. I wander off a lot to explore the worlds I play in. And I like stories,
I like to read. And I mean, really read. I have a book. A real book, with pages and all. It's hidden. Don't even think of stealing it, I'll kick your ass. Mmm so I guess I am also protective. Or aggressive? What would you call it? I try not to get into fights that aren't necessary. And I think I am a little flirty. But I have never flirted with someone face-to-face."
"How tall are you? How much do you weigh?"
Alycia stared at the screen. And got up. It took her fifteen minutes to find out how tall she was and what her weight was. She hadn't known that information before now. She wondered what they needed this information for. "I am 5'4'' weight 138."
"What's your favorite color?"
That was easy, but once again it left her wondering what this was needed for. She decided to ask. "It's lightblue. For what is this information required?"
"What type of person interests you romantically?"
She was left being ignored. Maybe the questions were computer driven and the program couldn't answer to any questions? She thought about the question she just got asked. Romantically? A person? In real life again, right? Her mind went to the one girlfriend she used to have. What made her let down her guard and trust this person? "Close my age! I am not one for a big age gap. I like honest people, honesty is important. I like smart ones, not exactly school smart, just someone who can tell when they're wrong and can appreciate learning new things from each other. Someone clever and a little spontaneous. I like emotions, so I guess someone who is able to show me they care and aren't feeling weird to show someone that we're a thing. Respect is important. We're equals and they need to know that, respect my decisions, my feelings, just like I will always respect theirs. I like people who know when I am upset, so I guess someone who pays attention. I need someone who supports me in my goals,
my destination and is interested in my life. Not that my life is any kind of interesting. I'd love a woman who likes to show me off sometimes and keep me to herself other times. She should accept my flaws, but not ignore them. I am willing to grow, but not change my all to be 'perfect' for someone. Very important, I need someone who is not running away, but will talk to me and try to fix problems instead of suddenly going distant or even breaking up. Communication is important. And sexy."
"This question can be skipped, but it's most essential to my study so I'd prefer an honest answer. Know that you're in a safe place here with me, no one else will ever have to know. Do you have any physical/mental disabilities? Any traumas?"
Safe place. Alycia almost laughed out loud. The internet wasn't a safe place. She knew that. She was one of the reasons that it wasn't. Where would traumas even come from these days? Ordering 3 instead of 4 pair of shoes online and having to wait another day for the 4th pair to be delivered? "No."
"What gaming genre do you prefer to play when feeding your addiction?"
Now a smile crept onto Alycia's lips. She was already expecting this question and was ready to answer it. Hopefully they would bring out a new crazy game that she could test. "I like a few kind of things. I play very tiny bit MMO. Mostly I play story-driven games. Preferably one in which you have to solve some sort of mystery, maybe escape somewhere while doing so. I like a story where the plot is revealed bit after bit and leaves me wondering 'why, what, how, when'. I like when those games involve puzzles. Like walking around and figuring out where to do what to get to the next section of the story. But I also play a bit of games that involve creating a character, choosing a side to fight on and fight against others in a team. I like to play some games where you get quests, but can run freely around the world, don't need to but certainly can interact with other online players. I hope that answers it."
"Share some of your history with me."
Alycia started to chew on her inner cheek now. History? What was there big to tell? "I have a mother, I have a father, we chat sometimes. I'm an only child. I grew up like a normal kid, lived like a normal kid. I have my bunch of online friends that I sometimes see in person when we meet up for gaming rounds. I was good in school. I have a decent college education. Really, my life is a boring story to tell. The most interesting thing about my history is that I learned how to write a bike and that I actually had a real book in my hands.
Very interesting, eh?"
"Your strengths?"
Alycia sighed. This felt like a job interview and she always hated these sections of them. "I'm good with the keyboard. And I am not talking music. I can hack anything, no joke. I am determined, which makes me finish what I started if I set my mind to it. I am honest, yes that's a strength. I am fast on my feet, not that this is something important at all. I think my actions through, even if they seem very sudden sometimes. I am able to think in three directions at the same time, actually. I think of myself as logical, but I guess illogical people would say the same. A trait that I like is that I understand people, I can see why they do stuff." There's actually a quote she loved that described that feeling. 'In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him.' She continued to type. "I am friendly, I like to think I am likable. I am able to change my opinion if proven wrong, which is a good trait too. I am a very quick learning, I pick up on things very easily. I adapt to situations quickly. I keep an open mind to as many things as possible. And I can fight with my bare hands and feet. I'm a really good swimmer."
"Your fears and weaknesses?"
There was the other question that she hated so much. "I am easily hurt in my pride. I am sometimes a tad bit too emotional. I won't let anyone treat me like their little bitch, which can cause me looking lazy or arrogant sometimes. I overreact at times, but I try to work on that. As for fears... I am scared of being cheated on in any way by a lover (haha, not really likely to even have one), by friends, by family or by my boss during promotion time. I am scared of being misunderstood so that people think of me differently than I actually am and I can't change it anymore. I am scared of war, I would never want to live during war time, ever. I have a fear of losing myself. There was a time I forgot who I was and I am only slowly getting to know me again, so I am scared all that will get blown away suddenly and will leave me feeling like I don't know who this person is that is in the mirror. A rather personal fear is that I am scared of being inappropriately touched or talked to without consent - the talking happens way too often on the internet, the touching is just irrational because people don't even have body contact very much anymore."
"What role do you play in your games?"
"This is Alexai. She is a witch, a strong one, and she is on the evil side. She likes to cause people to suffer. But in real life I am not like that. I like to play strong female characters that can take care of themselves, but my favorite genre of games mostly gives you a fleshed out character to play with, not even letting you decide your gender, because it's a fixed story."



"What do you hope to gain by participating in my game?"
Alycia blinked. She didn't even know what this game was about. She shrugged and typed whatever came to her mind. "The lack of knowing what this is about is making it hard to have real expectations. Very obviously I am expecting fun out of it, and preferable something new to learn. That'd be cool."
"Is there anything I missed?"
The woman put on a smirk. "Yeah, to answer my question! Now what is all this information needed for?"
Alycia never got an answer back. Instead everything went black...