So I was playing an un-named game that is just as cool as Modern Warfare (and gets me laid twice as much) that so happens to be set in the past and I so happen to be a cat-man that "shapeshifts" into himself, naked, while on all fours. I was minding my own business (killing skeletons) when I ran into a flock of raptors. This broke my illusion that I was safe in a fantasy world made of binary and internet memes. THEY GOT ME EVEN WHEN I WASN'T MYSELF.
I asked an elf that was passing by if he saw them. This started an argument about what I mean "them" (I know he was one of them....) and ended in my knowledge that I was the only one that could see them. They know where I felt safe and SHATTERED THAT SAFTY LIKE A POLAR BEAR ON DRUGS.
Ok, bad example. the only good thing is that it led to a series of quests that started with me killing maneating plants and then pouring their acid on the raptors TO MAKE THEM RUN AND MELT LIKE THE COWARDS THEY ARE.