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Okay, its also dawned on me that we are going to need a map.
with a bunch of different areas and such.

Since Im lazy, everyone can just post favorite areas in MMOs that they play, along with descriptions, and we will connect them all.

Maybe some Screenies too?

Maybe, in an effort to not get sued, we should edit these ever so slightly? XD

Okay, then in an effort not to be cheesy ripoff-ers XD

Of course, we need the cliche fields:

A haunted graveyard that's always covered in fog, carrying mostly undead and spirit enemies.

A large trading city, presumably with a port, teeming with NPCs.

A village full of amazonesses, for the male players to enjoy XD

Low-level 'newbie' area, maybe a flower-filled plain or something with weak enemies like bandits or squirels or some crap XP

Mystic ruins, full of high-level vengeful aztec spirits. Oooh~ ninja It has to have an ancient arena, of course, where special events can be held XD

Posting this here....ignore it xp

Izzy clipped her handheld to her belt and pulled her mirrored goggles up to take an uncensored view of her surroundings. Doing such was dangerous and strictly against the rules, but she did it anyway on days when the UV levels were low enough to not burn out her retinas. Even as nice as the day was, she put them back on after a few moments when her light sensitive eyes began to water up. The distant sun shone brightly and glinted off the snow fields that stretched on seemingly forever, and for someone who grew up in an underground cavern, it was incredibly bright. She sighed and pulled the handheld device off her belt once more, scratching her head in thought as she looked over the monitor. The permafrost in the field was thicker than she had originally estimated when she was last there. Bad news for her boss, who had picked up readings of a rich oil mine beneath the ice.
Oil was the only reason anyone from the outside came near the barren wasteland of Izzy's home planet. Temperatures that could be compared to Earth's poles near the equator, which is where the three main outposts were located. The best and biggest oil deposits were father north, but even with the latest technology, prolonged survival any farther north than about 10 degrees was impossible. As it was, living anywhere on the planet was playing with disaster. The atmosphere was incredibly thin, making radiation a big problem. Above the surface, people were required to wear full body suits designed to block the deadly rays from the sun. All living quarters were located under a several foot thick sheet of lead.
So why live in such an unforgiving environment? The answer was simple. Technology had progressed farther and faster in the past few hundred years than anyone could imagine. Interstellar travel, super computers, advanced A.I., cloning...the list went on. But the easiest form of fuel still remained oil. And the planet was full of it, even after several decades of mining.
Izzy was part of the fifth generation of people that worked on the planet. She was also the first generation that did not directly undergo genetic enhancements, and had naturally inherited all of the traits she needed to have a chance at survival. She was about six inches shorter than the average human being, and had about 20% more blood. Her resting pulse was around 110 and had many more veins and arteries running through her body, providing the extra circulation to keep frostbite from setting in, especially in the vulnerable fingers and toes. Her body was more solid, and with a higher fat content to insulate her body, but also had strong muscles, and near superhuman endurance. To an outsider, she had the appearance of a very solid football player. Most girls her age would have been frustrated that it was genetically impossible for her to achieve the coveted perfect figure, but lacking such kept her alive and thats what she cared for over such superficial desires.
"No use wasting more time...may as well get back..." The ice field she was currently investigating was located a fair distance from the base, so she was issued a vehicle, which is the main reason why she had signed up to check it out, despite the danger of being too far from help were it needed. The vehicle she had taken resembled a more aerodynamic golf cart, but it packed a punch. Its top speed maxed out at over 100 mph, though going that fast was strictly forbidden, considering the rough terrain. Of course, Izzy seldom stuck to protocol, and she prided herself on being an excellent driver.
It took her roughly half the time to reach the base that it should have, had she gone the recomended speed, and as she parked in the garage and headed into the office, her supervisor, who had been watching her tracking beacon just looked at her and shook his head before turning back to his work.
"Youre gonna end up a splat on an iceberg someday." His face tried to be serious looking, but the smile betrayed him.
Izzy shrugged and smiled.
"May as well go out with a bang."
"What did you find out?"
"Nothing you're gonna be excited about" She said as she pulled off her face mask and tossed the mini-computer on his desk.
"You expect me to touch that thing right after its spent four hours outside?"
Izzy laughed and used a gloved hand to punch a few keys and bring up the digital readout of the area she had just been in. Her supervisor made a face and groaned.
"This is gonna cost twice to mine what we thought it was going to.."
Izzy just shrugged and turned towards the door.
"That's your problem, don't shoot the messenger."
She shifted the bulky face mask into one hand to open the door, then used a foot to shut it on the other side, and looked around at the dimly light, hollowed out stone corridors of the underground base she had called home all her life.