Picking up a dream band for the number of people, three people - true, tired, and Midori - confirmed that the recommended 11 manual was also online, and Junko started explaining the game's synopsis in the meantime.
"The game I'm going to play, Recommend 11, is called MMORPG. MMO is an abbreviation for Massively Multiplayer Online, an on-run game in which a large number of players simultaneously hits a single mackerel (server). RPG is... don't you want to explain it to the boulders? Well, you can think of it as the type of game where you level up and grow your character. It's not what I meant."
Here again, the original table talk RPG is a prototype, from being able to play a role, etc., etc., I didn't think I had a choice but to explain...
"Video game RPGs were originally derived from table talk RPGs, weren't they? That's about all I know. I mean, I did some table talk RPGs in elementary school."
"Yay, is my real brother a table talker? I've done Midori before."
True and Midori seemed to know surprisingly. If I thought the commentary was unnecessary because of an uninteresting story, the commentary was unnecessary in a different sense.
"Hmm, it's the type of game that uses dreambands, electromagnetic waves on the brain and trips to the virtual world, but who's this experience?
Junko tells me only Midori raises his hand.
"It's called the old Lanobe genre, it's like VRMMO, right? I don't mind for what I'm reading on Lanobe, but when it came to actually doing it, I felt somewhat sick and distant."
And, true.
"While using Dreamband, I can search the internet, but I can't recommend games outside of the safety zone because the real thing is going to be almost completely defenseless. Okay? Well, if it's real and stimulating, it's also a mechanism that you'll know right away. So, this is the" Recommended 11. "
Junko moving to the description of the game itself.
"As a domestically produced, trip-game MMORPG, it was my first substitute, so many gamers jumped and at one time it was very busy. So, I was singling out the top domestic players for years well above the service continuity period envisaged by the operating company, but honestly, the foundation of the game was good, but there was no difficulty adjusting after that."
And here Junko sighs.
"Online games are meant to last one world - that is, to keep players connected to the game, in the form of upgrades - and some games also say patches - but they add new playable elements on a monthly basis. I've been messing around here a lot. Repeating downward fixes that have inconvenienced what has been convenient before, or that have ever made delicious enemies taste bad, job adjustments have strayed, and the content of the play that is added is just boring and game balancing disastrous, the players' feelings have gradually moved away. Some people will simply get tired of it. My theory is that people who quit because they're tired of nettles could come back again, but I don't think people who quit because they're scared will come back."
Junko asks about the complexion of the three of them, wondering if it was getting harder for her to talk to herself after her commentary in the long and wide tongue. I'll see how obviously I'm getting tired of it, and I'll tell the story.
"As it is, well... what kind of play do you play, you have all kinds of play content. Simply knocking down powerful enemies, knocking down multiple enemies in a row, that sort of thing, raising levels, taking attractive gear, saving up in-game passages, that sort of thing. Strengthen your favorite job."
"What is a job? I haven't read the manual yet… that much"
Tired asks questions.
"Uh, when we have a party for multiple people, we each have a role to play. Warriors in melee roles, healers - white wizards in healers? That's Job. I'd call it class, depending on the game."
"Well, before we play the game, the four of us decide to share roles in a balanced way."
Midori asked as if to confirm, but she waves Junko Hakabushi.
"Hey, I think you can do whatever you want. You'll have trouble doing what you don't even want to do."
Junko says.
"But all the warriors are in more trouble, right? I can play any role, right? I'll suit everyone as best I can. I'd rather have the commentary actually play the game. I think it's easier to understand that than being told here right now."
Midori's words made sense, but as a pure child, the idea was that it would be easier to communicate them in advance to some extent, even after they were actually touched, so he explained them earlier.
"Mm-hmm. Then it's time to actually get inside the game. All three of you, wear a band. So, I can choose one of the three countries for a start, but it's troublesome if my country is scattered, so I don't leave them all in the same shit-eating shady dwarf forest country."
Junko himself wears a dream band, while taking final confirmation.
We meditate on each other's eyes, and at about the same time, the consciousness of the four trips from the real world to the computer space where large numbers of human consciousness twinkle.
"Oh, I miss you......"
Junko mutters emotionally, making sure that his appearance was not that of a girl in white, but that of a pretty boy with a light armor based on white and blue, with cat ears and cat tails growing.
Get off inside the game. A city lined with Western-style buildings. There are many strange species with necks over a meter - the 'Low Brain Pride Chiefs Strange Monkeys'.
"Whoa, I'm in Sheikh Wonder Monkey Country. We need to move and pick up the three of us. Well, it's going to take a lot of time for character makeup and tutorials, so there's no rush."
Junko often looks around as he walks all over the city, eventually finding a blue glowing column beside the road, heading there.
"I used to have a hard time with this game, because it made travel weird and real, but you've been putting warp features on boulders,"
When touching the blue pillar, the body of the pure child moves to another location.
In connection with the city I had been in, I came to a city where all the simple wooden dwellings were built, many trees were done, and many little hateful two-headed toddlers and the same species of cat ears and cat tails as Junko.
"The starting point was definitely this way..."
Junko was stunned when he headed to the place where the new players appeared and confirmed the appearance of the three people he was used to seeing there. The outfit was that of this game, but they all looked exactly the same as they did in real life.
"No... you guys, why the same as in real life? There was an explanation in the tutorial that you were free to change your appearance, and you'd be in change mode, right?
Though flashy, Junko speaks with a man's tone and voice.
"Is this NPC?
True asks Midori. All of a sudden they talked to me, so when I didn't change my appearance, I thought that was how events happen.
"No, as far as the color of the name on your head goes, it's a player character."
Midori looks at Junko's head name and puts on his face for a moment.
"When or this... you don't have to, pure sister?
Midori notices first and points it out.
"Is it a male character...... and Chemomimi Cat Man"
I say tired and disgusted.
"Huh, my name is Nenaveauj. I didn't know the day would come when I would descend on this land again. Recommend 11, how are you?
"That's a creepy RP"
Speaking in a condescending tone, he shared his thoughts on the former identity of the pure child who decides to pose - Nenaveauge, with no true body or lid.