FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The early morning sun woke the young fur from her slumber on this summer day. It was interesting Just where she awoke though. Not in her bedroom, but on the gently rocking hammock in the captain's cabins of the Jackdaw. Rubbing her head she let out a groan. "I must have fallen asleep in the simulator again." She mused. It surprised her how often she did that. Falling asleep in the virtual reality simulator that is.

The current year was 2022. The modern age where everything now revolved around video games. Sports, music, economics and politics. if it didn't involve physical interaction it was done is a virtual reality simulator. Even Kayla was a part of it, a rather big part actually.

Kayla was one of the worlds best soloist in the field of competitive gaming. She was also one of the top 100 channels on YouTube, and she lived off that salary. That part of her life was incredibly important to her, she wouldn't give it up for anything.

People called her the soloist. The only lone player to get that high on the competitive ranking. That was what people knew her as despite the fact that her username was The Amethyst Blade. It was a think she had quickly picked up and played of. That was her trade mark, being all by herself.

She groaned again and rolled of the hammock. Opening her menu she noted that she had a new message, on her secure line. Only people she trusted had that access so she opened it up. The contents were a flyer for a recruitment effort, done by Davenport Studios. They were Kayla's favorite competitive group and it seemed that they had lost a player. Thinking back on it she remembered that she heard Elliot, one of the players, had admitted to thinking about going off to college and leaving the studio. It seemed he had finally gone on with his idea and now the studio was one player short.

Filing it away, she decided to return to it as the tryout date wasn't until next week. She'd send in a application tonight. Once that was finished she moved over to the logout options and gave the command. A moment of disorientation later and Kayla found herself in her bed staring out at the real world through the lenses of the virtual reality headset. This was her personal gaming rig, it was a prize of a contest she had entered recently, and she loved it. She sat her head compressed by the consoles comfortable interior a moment before slipping it off her head. She shut down the power before getting up.

Taking a step from her bed she popped her back and stretched, being in the simulator to long always made her sore. Taking a moment to look at herself in her bedroom mirror she noticed she was utterly naked. This was no problem of course given that she was a fur. In today's society it was technically okay for furs to not wear clothes, but it was frowned upon by humans side of society. There were of course exceptions to that law, many humans felt that furs should be able to live how they will. It wasn't a big deal to Kayla, her subscribers only cared that she was good at games not what she wore, considering the rarely saw her physical body.

But today felt like a clothes kinda day, so walking over to her closet she grabbed a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Next she grabbed her favorite hoodie from the bed post it was hanging on and moved into the living room. She slipped on the jacket, it was a soft cotton one, very soft. The jacket itself was white with a red inner lining and once she put it on she resembled a real life female Desmond Miles.

Kayla was a class of fur that some called abnormals. Furs that were not the original colors of nature. Kayla's fur was a deep crimson red, with a mixture of brown in there. Her stomach fur was white and ran the underside of her arms and her inner thighs. Her coloring would be normal if she was a fox, but Kayla was a pure blooded wolf. Her bare feet padded against the wood floor of her small flats living room as she walked over to the couch and plopped herself down.

Flipping on the news she changed it to the sports channel, hoping to see if anything new had popped up concerning the world of competitive gaming, anything new she should know. Competitive gaming was not what is used to be. Instead of having a particular game to specialize in, people played single player games to build their competitive arsenal. In recent years the gaming world, Arsenal had been released. It allowed for players to either hand code weapons of and armour or other tools or pull them from games for use in competitive battles. This made for far more interesting contests as the only way to tell what you're against is to know what game they specialize in

The announcer that was on the screen talking was a fox and she seemed to be rather enthusiastic about the news of the Davenport Studios hiring. With all the media this was stirring up it would be good publicity to at least try out. When the news cast had finished Kayla turned off the TV and grabbed the key to her car, making her way into the street from her flat.

Her car, a remastered Delorean totally modernized to be efficient on the road sat in the parking garage. Flipping the door open She climbed in and started the engine. Once she was buckled in and ready she pulled away into the street and off into the city center.

Eventually she found a large parking garage in the city, Chicago. It was where most of the professionals live, and had become the hive of major league gaming. Parking her car she slipped out and pulled up her hood, its depths hiding her face from view. Taking in her surroundings she eventually pushed herself into a run and catapulted herself onto the next building.

She wasn't some vigilante, this was just her way of working out. In the VRS the skills you learned to play the games were, usually, applicable to life in the real world. after playing so much Assassin's Creed in her free time or for lets plays she had become a master of stealth and parkour. It had gotten to the point where Kayla could no longer attend the parkour gyms as she had become too good. (In fact; if one were to examine the game records they would find that Kayla was in fact one of the best AC players in the world.)

catapulting herself through the city her thoughts were drawn to the tryouts for the new position. It was curious that they were sending out fliers instead of just asking personally to the ones they knew were good. It then occurred to her that maybe thats what had happened. She hadn't checked for who had sent the flyer, and the Davenports had connections. Maybe it was possible for them to have sent it to her personally

Wanting to validate this claim she came to a halt, scrambling to hang on the edge of the building and pull out her phone. Her phone was a custom one, running the highly specialised OS, VRSp. It was the OS designed for gamers who wanted to be connected in the real world and in the game world.

Navigating to the incoming messages she filtered down to the mail feed. Opening the flyer she noted the sender section said "Davenport Studios". Giving a slight hrumph, that her feed could so easily be hacked she quickly glanced around to see where she was. And quickly did a double take. She was currently hanging just outside the patio of the Davenport Studios flat, covering the entire floor. And looking closer she realised that someone was coming outside.

It was curios her mind had guided her hear. She'd only been here twice. Once just as a proof of concept and the second to guest star on a live stream. That had been an interesting weekend but she had learned that the guys at the studio were good people.

Looking quickly she tried to find the fastest way out of here. It took her a moment but she eventually notice a flag pole sticking out of the buildings corner on the second floor. She could jump to it then drop down on the awning that covered the first floor entrance. Looking back up she noticed that It was infact Blake, a wolf, that had come out to the patio. He was probably one of Kaylas favorite people on the studios team.

This time around though his soft blue eyes were turned on her, looking in question. Kayla took a moment to take in his appearance. He was covered in the same light brown fur that she had seen a million times, the stomach fur that peeked out and caressed the underside of his chin. He was wearing the signature leather jacket and hat, a swath of fabric hung around his neck. If she hadn't already know that would be a dead giveaway that his core game was Watch Dogs.

Kayla paused for a moment then smiled, he wouldn't be able to follow if she hurried. So she jumped and ran as fast as she could, hoping to be able to ditch the man in the trench coat. When she hit the street she looked back up to see Blake still staring back down at her with questioning looks. He knew it was Kayla he had seen, just as much as she knew that he'd be trying to get in contact as soon as possible.

A soft Ding! notified her of his first attempt. He had texted her, so walking away from the balcony she pulled out her phone and looked at the text.

Blake: What was that about?

Kayla: Nothing I can tell you.

Blake: Fine then don't tell me.

Kayla: You're right I'm not going to ttyl.

After that exchange kayla slipped the phone back into her pocket and went to the nearest tall building and began her climbing. It was nearly an hour later when she reached her car back on the other side of town and she was exhausted. Stepping up to her car she slipped inside and let out a sigh.

Once she was collected she left the parking garage and made her way back to her home. Once there she immediately made her way to the shower. The shower was arguably her favorite part of her home. She loved to use it as a place to think. It was also a great place to just let the concerns of being pretty famous just fade away and be a normal person for once.

Though once she was finished it was back to being the soloist. Today though all that was on her agenda was to put together that contract for trying out with the Davenports. Smiling grimly she thought how the others who tried out had no chance. She'd crush the competition. She knew that if she joined she'd have to reveal her identity, and that would be an amazing chance to surprise Blake.

Once the contract was submitted she made for her bed, she didn't have anything major scheduled for the next week o she'd just relax and practice for the tryout.

One week later...

Kayla awoke to the jarring sound of her alarm clock, the only thing she had woken to in the past week. Groaning aloud she, her grogginess was dispelled in an instant as she remembered what today was.

Today she was claiming her spot on the Davenport Studios competitive team. Instead of putting on clothes like she usually did, she went over to a table in the corner of the room and grabbed her VRS headset and slipped it on. Jumping back into bed she activated it and was immediately lost in the world of the ARSENAL.

ARSENAL was the official world sport for VRS competitions and it was easily the most adaptable to. The idea behind it was that you pick a compatible game and ARSENAL took the armour and equipment, gave it a stat value and allowed you to use it in game. But it also allowed for you to hand code your own equipment, if you had the skill. This allowed for people to take what they already knew how to do and use it to be competitive. It also made for interesting games when you play with someone with unique items.

When Kayla open her eyes on the lobby, a unique and customizable home screen for all players, she was greeted with a lovely view of the caribbean from the deck of the Jackdaw. the ship her and her crew sailed on in her main video game, Assassins Creed 4.

Her loadout was an entirely custom one. Built from the ground up it was a simple assassin uniform, similar to Edwards outfit in AC4 but with more white red and black. That was where the similarities ended. Mixed into the threads was a nanofiber that when activated turned her clothes invisible. Over her mouth she wore a white scarf that hid the voice modulator built into her heads up display.

The heads up display was something that was pretty generic but really added to her costume. She was going for the cyber assassin, and most of her weapons were themed around this while sticking to the traditional arsenal.

Her weapons included the hidden blades, some swords and some rather special weaponry. The first were her dual blasters, these, attached to the back of her sword belt were what really sold the look of cyber assassin. Other than that the rest of her ensemble was mostly the same, she had some throwing stars and rope darts made from more durable materials but that was about it.

Checking over her equipment one last time she connected to the private IP that she'd been emailed and joined up ready for the trials ahead. When she was called onto the podium for her first trial she was greeted by none other that than the Davenports leader. On the back wall of the platform the other six of the crew sat, looking at me with curious eyes.

"Ah, the famous Amethyst Blade. Welcome to the tryouts. Were gonna test you against a few key agents to test your skills in the areas required of a stealth. Up first is William, our heavy weapons specialist." He passed the mike he had in his hand over to a man in an Iron Man suit. from what I knew about these guys personally he was a marvel super fan. So when any game coming out featuring Iron Man he was all over it. It was after all his favorite superhero.

Taking the mike fhe spoke up, his voice coming out cocky and self assured. "As any good stealth should know, when in the heat of battle sometimes you may come face to face with an enemy with more strength and firepower than you. My question to you is simple how do you deal with this problem?" His question was not meant to be answered, but she did anyway. Making sure her voice modulator was on she spoke loud.

"Well, you're about to find out aren't you?" A deep raspy voice came from her mouth, she was used to it and wasnt fazed. but it sure did have an effect on Will, it only seemed to infuriate him.

Thinking quickly she did a little spin to build momentum and then released a small throwing knife right at Will's arc reactor, his weak point. She wasn't surprised when it embedded itself in the air above the reactor. Wills shielding was impeccable and she just wanted to make sure it was still there.

Will took his turn next and launched a repulsor beam right at her chest. Diving away she threw a small canister at his feet, roughly the size of a soda can. it immediately began to release smoke, soon visibility was down to nothing. Not a moment later the watching crowd saw Kayla emerge from the smoke cloud and turn to face the bank of smoke.

She ripped of a button on the top of her gauntlet and crushed it with her finger. It was something she had cooked up recently, and she was happy to finally get to use it on some big prey. throwing the now sparking button into the smoke she saw the cloud light up with electricity. Electric smoke The idea was that she could pump tons of energy through a large area and wipe out a bunch of enemies. Or one large one. Soon the smoke cleared and the only thing was an Iron Man suit on its knees. Throwing one last knife it this time hit the arc reactor and caused the whole suit to explode, Will despawning along with it.

With that the whole arena erupted with an applause. It wasn't that often that these people were defeated that easily so she knew they'd be impressed. But that also wasn't the last challenge. She knew they test her in one more area. this theory was proved right when the scene suddenly shifted to a prison yard. The only message she received was in the form of graffiti on the walls of her cell.

Get Out!