The Mimic

In UO you could be anything, any class, any character, and hero or villain.

I thought about that a lot, especially now as I watched a group of players picking through the dungeon I was in. They didn't notice me of course because I was a broken chest at the moment. Well, more precisely I was a mimic pretending to be a chest. No one ever accused me of being normal even on the best of days so it made total sense when people found out I played a mimic. Not only was it a hard class to play it could also be extremely boring. Most people also found it horribly boring. I believe fundamentally this was due to a lack of creativity though so as the adventures left the room I quickly shifted shape. I was the size of a grey faceless genderless child as I quickly crawled into a hidden hatch where I met a glowing orb.

I reached out and showed it what I saw and slowly made a plan. I was, of course, talking to the spirit of this dungeon. It was having trouble leveling up and so it hired me a freelance mimic to help it kill a few more people. As we talked I quickly ran ahead, the players were stuck in a puzzle room right now and from the sound of all the banging going on, they weren't big on thinking which was perfect.

As I got to the next room I changed forms as I walked meeting a few orcs. As I finished changing gone was the grey child and now standing in it's place was a poor defenseless elf woman. An elf woman wearing only rags, which barely contained her massive, sweaty, bouncing, supple breasts. You see the first thing I realized is that players are suspicious of large wooden chests, but chests like this one they would do anything for. To make this work though it needed to look real so the orc mobs slapped some chains on me and started pawing at my body as I started screaming "NOOO Please STOPPPP" As loud as I could.

I could hear the players getting closer as I smiled continuing to yell out letting a few moans slip in