You bring your hand slowly over to the textbox, but then pull it back. That looked painful for Brenda. Do you really want to go through that too?
"Hey, you know...I'm not really feeling up for playing. Why don't you just play singleplayer?" you suggest to your cyan unicorn friend.
She gives you an unamused glare, which is more cute than intimidating. "Come on, just do it. It's no fun playing alone, Lucas."
"Brenda, really, I don't want to play," you insist. "I'm sure you can have fun on your own."
"Fine, I'll kick you from the game then. Give me a minute," she replied, trotting over to your textbox.
You smile and nod, looking around at the grass. It even has that morning dew scent. Maybe it's a government testing program? Or...
Well, before you could continue theorizing, you felt your stomach churn, fall onto all fours. "Gah!"
"Shit..." you heard Brenda mutter.
"What...?" you cough out. "Did you...do something? I thought we agre-"
She cut you off, "Look, I know what I said. But I wanted you to play anyways. We never get to hang out anymore ever since you and Sarah started dating. So...I chose your character for you...."
"What?! Brenda!"
"Chill! I gave you a cool bat hybrid pony. I just may have accidentally set it to mare for the gender option..."
"A...mare...?" you ask, as you notice your hands shifting into indigo colored hooves.