Word count: 189 | Completed:Yes | Style: Weirdish | Fandom: Morrowind

Noingy the wood elf liked it when her Controller switched on God Mode. Despite the fact she had no pants, or shield, or even a helmet, she could poke away at the multi-polygonned zombies with her little enchanted sword and not be harmed in the slightest by their razor sharp claws. All it took was a
"~ player-> TGM" and she could do whatever she liked without the unfortunate side effect of dieing. Of course, the rest of the game didn't know that, so the silly zombies always continued their scratching and moaning. The ones with the joined head and shoulder were particularly dim, and followed her into bubbling lava to their demise.

Noingy was very happy to have a human Controller, it made her so much more free than the AI programmed people around her. Even though her controller took delight in making her eat apples and removing her pants, Noingy wasn't too upset. It was a fair trade for the immortality God Mode brought her. Now, if only her controller would stop making her jump up and down so much, she might actually decide on a quest...

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