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!!! WE'RE OFFICIALLY GETTING STARTED !!!
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Fandom SAO: Heartlands & the Keys to Damocles 3 SPOTS LEFT
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!!! WE'RE OFFICIALLY GETTING STARTED !!!
in story news / updates : WE STILL HAVE ONE OPENING LEFT!
---posting order is as followed---
@Muze || @Jacob Berry || @The beast of all men
Kabyt
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AUG: 30 : YEAR 3068 >> @Muze to get the Fairies attention!~~ Kaeth’s jaw dropped “Oh this is gonna suck…” She said having already glanced over her starter stats. “LVL 1 in a LVL15 Forest… Shit I need to find some peeps to run with!” She jumped up onto a higher root and took a gander around. She didn't want to waste time rebooting the same starter character over and over if this was a permi-glitch, so sje ould have to make friends first! Something she wasn't very at ease with doing, but she had to to get out of this forest. So where were some people she wondered.
WORDCOUNT: 2,343 :: tag @Jacob Berry 's turn
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Iskandar
Existing.
August 30th, 3068, New Indianapolis
Brian looked out the window of the train as it stopped in New Indianapolis. Brian has came all the way from New Chicago to go to GamR-con. It would be his 20th consecutive GamR-Con, making it a tradition to come ever since he turned eighteen. As the train fully stopped Brian stood up and stretched, yawning while he stretched. He rubbed his eyes, grabbed his bags and made his way to the exit of the train, waiting for a few of the other passengers to leave the train first. As he walked out of the train and took a deep breath of the smoggy air and looked around. This was the day that he had looked forward for 365 days, a whole year since the last GamR-Con he went to.
He paid for a hover motorcycle at the Entrance of the Train station and got on. It had been awhile since he had driven anything hand on, so he was bound to cause some mischief in the city. Luckily he had made to the convention center with only a few scratches here and there, he hopped off the motorcycle, grabbed his bag and walked up to the convention center doors. He pulled out his pass and showed it to the security guards, they nodded and let him in. Brian smiled and looked in awe as he entered the convention center, every year GamR-Con got bigger and better.
"Hmm. Where to first?" Brian muttered to himself as he looked at a map of the convention center, "Maybe the Alien Warfare Inc. Floor. See who the lucky bastards are that get to play the beta." Brian sighed as he made his way to the nearest elevator, hitting the 3rd floor button to get to his destination. Brian was wearing simple clothes, glad to be out of his suit and military uniform. Looking at the elevator doors and the elevator came to a stop and made a weird sound, walking out as the doors opened.
"Wow. This floor is better than the first floor." Brian quietly muttered to himself as he made his way through a crowd of people to the main panel. The CEO of Alien Warfare Inc stood on the stage and talked about how this would be the best game to ever be made and stuff like that.
"And nooooow! We announce the lucky people who get to participate in the beta!" A young woman said, she was the announcer, she announced almost all the contestant winners and Brian sighed as it looked like he wouldn't have been called.
"And last, and certainly finally! Is there a Brian Keane here? I repeat Brian Keane, you are one of the winners!" The woman said, Brian looked up and looked around, pinching himself to see if he was in reality. He walked up to the stage and showed the security personal his ID and they allowed him on the stage. He shook hands with the CEO and was given his beta card, smiling that he had actually gotten chosen to play this.
"You can either play the game here or go home and play it." The announcer informed the winners, some decided to go back home, Brian and some others decided to play it at the convention center. They followed the young woman to a room on the Alien Warfare Inc floor where there were brand new CERBerus head sets. Brian put on one of them and sat down in what looked like an old dentist chair that reclined back. He took his beta card and swiped close to his right ear, suddenly the gear started to hum as activation began and everything went black.
He stood in nothing but darkness, it surrounded him. The only thing in the room a single orb of light blue light that faded out to red on its edges. This ball of light was actually not a light but a fairy. This orb of light jingled to catch her attention and a disembodied voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"Yo. You up yet?" The fairy asked before asking again, "Hellllo? Wake up! What is your calling?" the fairy hummed, almost as if it was impatient at Brian. Brian just stared at the Fairy before opening his mouth, "Maximilian... Maximilian Vandy."
"I see. What a long name. You couldn't choose something shorter?" The fairy said, this fairy was a bit sassy, much to Brian's dismay, "What is your Rank, Maximilian?" The fairy asking, rather politely. Brian looked around and looked at the Insignias, noticing one that stood out, "I am RANKED DRAGOON."
"You seriously? Alright. Have you see your self lately? Will you be Savior of Slaughter in your Path to Damocles, Find the Keys Before you cause destruction and stuff." The fairy said nonchalantly and faded away as a large silver mirror approached him.
Brian looked into the mirror, not very surprised to see that the image looked very similar to himself. All that was different was that he was younger, had an eye-patch and his hair was a bit more unruly. A small smile would creep onto Brian's lips.
Putting his gloved hand up and touching the mirror, it slowly splintered and shattered. Suddenly it’s pieces were spilling away inwards as if it were downward and yes suddenly gravity toppled side ways and the mirror was suddenly down then up.
Maximilian fell through the sky of a barren planet below, when he reached the planet's surface he passed through the crust until he broke through to over past the Core of the Planet an interior carving of this Enormous planet had been inhabited the gravity and conditions for living with the Core as their Sun. A small Town called Glasglow Shire had an icon navigation light up obviously the starter village, suddenly he was falling again! He was so excited to be playing SAO: Heartlands & the Keys to Damocles.
Once he reached the forest he landed on some of the lower branches and leaped off of them, spinning on to the ground, landing on his feet. Brushing off some dirt that had gotten on his armor. He looked around and then at his mini-map and sighed, "How far is the Shire?"
"About 230 miles north. So a lot of walking for you." The fairy replied to his rhetorical question. Maximilian sighed, and looked around before running north, "This is going to be a lot of walking." While running he looked up at his stats before stopping and frowning, "Level 1 in a level 15 zone. That's like asking for me to die." Maximilian looked around and muttered, "People. If anyone wants to get out of here and survive you'll need a party. I need to find some people or I'm dead." He looked around and began to run towards the village, hoping he may run into someone.
@Kindos Turn
Brian looked out the window of the train as it stopped in New Indianapolis. Brian has came all the way from New Chicago to go to GamR-con. It would be his 20th consecutive GamR-Con, making it a tradition to come ever since he turned eighteen. As the train fully stopped Brian stood up and stretched, yawning while he stretched. He rubbed his eyes, grabbed his bags and made his way to the exit of the train, waiting for a few of the other passengers to leave the train first. As he walked out of the train and took a deep breath of the smoggy air and looked around. This was the day that he had looked forward for 365 days, a whole year since the last GamR-Con he went to.
He paid for a hover motorcycle at the Entrance of the Train station and got on. It had been awhile since he had driven anything hand on, so he was bound to cause some mischief in the city. Luckily he had made to the convention center with only a few scratches here and there, he hopped off the motorcycle, grabbed his bag and walked up to the convention center doors. He pulled out his pass and showed it to the security guards, they nodded and let him in. Brian smiled and looked in awe as he entered the convention center, every year GamR-Con got bigger and better.
"Hmm. Where to first?" Brian muttered to himself as he looked at a map of the convention center, "Maybe the Alien Warfare Inc. Floor. See who the lucky bastards are that get to play the beta." Brian sighed as he made his way to the nearest elevator, hitting the 3rd floor button to get to his destination. Brian was wearing simple clothes, glad to be out of his suit and military uniform. Looking at the elevator doors and the elevator came to a stop and made a weird sound, walking out as the doors opened.
"Wow. This floor is better than the first floor." Brian quietly muttered to himself as he made his way through a crowd of people to the main panel. The CEO of Alien Warfare Inc stood on the stage and talked about how this would be the best game to ever be made and stuff like that.
"And nooooow! We announce the lucky people who get to participate in the beta!" A young woman said, she was the announcer, she announced almost all the contestant winners and Brian sighed as it looked like he wouldn't have been called.
"And last, and certainly finally! Is there a Brian Keane here? I repeat Brian Keane, you are one of the winners!" The woman said, Brian looked up and looked around, pinching himself to see if he was in reality. He walked up to the stage and showed the security personal his ID and they allowed him on the stage. He shook hands with the CEO and was given his beta card, smiling that he had actually gotten chosen to play this.
"You can either play the game here or go home and play it." The announcer informed the winners, some decided to go back home, Brian and some others decided to play it at the convention center. They followed the young woman to a room on the Alien Warfare Inc floor where there were brand new CERBerus head sets. Brian put on one of them and sat down in what looked like an old dentist chair that reclined back. He took his beta card and swiped close to his right ear, suddenly the gear started to hum as activation began and everything went black.
He stood in nothing but darkness, it surrounded him. The only thing in the room a single orb of light blue light that faded out to red on its edges. This ball of light was actually not a light but a fairy. This orb of light jingled to catch her attention and a disembodied voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"Yo. You up yet?" The fairy asked before asking again, "Hellllo? Wake up! What is your calling?" the fairy hummed, almost as if it was impatient at Brian. Brian just stared at the Fairy before opening his mouth, "Maximilian... Maximilian Vandy."
"I see. What a long name. You couldn't choose something shorter?" The fairy said, this fairy was a bit sassy, much to Brian's dismay, "What is your Rank, Maximilian?" The fairy asking, rather politely. Brian looked around and looked at the Insignias, noticing one that stood out, "I am RANKED DRAGOON."
"You seriously? Alright. Have you see your self lately? Will you be Savior of Slaughter in your Path to Damocles, Find the Keys Before you cause destruction and stuff." The fairy said nonchalantly and faded away as a large silver mirror approached him.
Brian looked into the mirror, not very surprised to see that the image looked very similar to himself. All that was different was that he was younger, had an eye-patch and his hair was a bit more unruly. A small smile would creep onto Brian's lips.
Putting his gloved hand up and touching the mirror, it slowly splintered and shattered. Suddenly it’s pieces were spilling away inwards as if it were downward and yes suddenly gravity toppled side ways and the mirror was suddenly down then up.
Maximilian fell through the sky of a barren planet below, when he reached the planet's surface he passed through the crust until he broke through to over past the Core of the Planet an interior carving of this Enormous planet had been inhabited the gravity and conditions for living with the Core as their Sun. A small Town called Glasglow Shire had an icon navigation light up obviously the starter village, suddenly he was falling again! He was so excited to be playing SAO: Heartlands & the Keys to Damocles.
Once he reached the forest he landed on some of the lower branches and leaped off of them, spinning on to the ground, landing on his feet. Brushing off some dirt that had gotten on his armor. He looked around and then at his mini-map and sighed, "How far is the Shire?"
"About 230 miles north. So a lot of walking for you." The fairy replied to his rhetorical question. Maximilian sighed, and looked around before running north, "This is going to be a lot of walking." While running he looked up at his stats before stopping and frowning, "Level 1 in a level 15 zone. That's like asking for me to die." Maximilian looked around and muttered, "People. If anyone wants to get out of here and survive you'll need a party. I need to find some people or I'm dead." He looked around and began to run towards the village, hoping he may run into someone.
@Kindos Turn
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Kindos
New Member
The air was still, virtually nothing to be heard but the wind
blowing its ever so light breeze causing a plastic bag to dance around, twirling and contorting its way along the street. Few people sat in the tight alleys ways to avoid what rain there was, others silently shuffled there way from point 'A' to point 'B'. Nobody seemed to be going anywhere in a hurry. Suddenly a ding sound signaling someone entering the convenience broke the silence which was soon followed by a soft elderly female voice. "Seems like its pretty dead today."
"Dead?! I'd Like to call this clam!" A worker stocking one of the aisles said with a laugh as Danielle stepped out from the back room. "She looks dead." Danielle said he herself softly following it up with a small giggle to herself which seemed to fit perfectly with what was going on. She waited as the woman took her time gathering what she was going to buy, leaving Danielle sighing to herself as she looked at the clock. Three more hours, three more hours of sitting there hoping time would just move a little faster; all she wanted to do was go to GameR - Con. This was going to be her first year going, her parents had felt it was a waste a time and wouldn't take her when she was younger and due to work schedules prior to this she its stopped her as well, but this year she'd finally be able to make it. The elderly woman set her things down on the counter, soon to have her items checked out in a hurry.
The long awaited time was finally at her grasps, it was time for her to end her shift and clock out. Danielle wasted no time getting her things together and rushing out the door of the convenience store towards her run down hover car. Excitement coursed through her body causing her to fumble and drop her keys before picking them back up and unlocking her door. Putting her work stuff in the back seat Danielle unbuttoned and removed the mandatory uniform shirt, leaving her in one of the tank tops she commonly wears, tossing the work shirt in the back seat as well. Just wanting to be at GamR - Con so badly, she sped off in her car, driving down through the streets faster than she normally go.
Her eyes light up as she stood there outside of the building, she was in awe with what she'd seen from the parking lot already. There were dozens upon dozens upon dozens of people all dressed up in intricate costumes. Danielle admired the visuals that were put on specifically for GamR - Con as she slowly walked towards the building, seeming to flash her pass as she neared the front doors. "I did it, I made it... I finally made it!" She said, no longer able to hold back her excitement. Danielle looked like a kid in a candy store for the first time the way she zipped from booth to booth upon entering the convention. With so many things to see and so many things to try, she wasn't exactly sure where to start; she wanted to see everything, but knew she would actually be able to do that. Looking down at the map of the convention she knew exactly where she would start, Giveaways and New Releases, which just so happened to be on the 3rd floor.
Seeing all the people on the third floor was almost like a mood killer to her, she felt as though she would have absolutely no chance of winning anything with the amount of people who were also trying to win stuff too. "Well we know nothing is going to come of this, may as well look elsewhere first." Danielle said to herself as she began to slowly walk away when a voice announced. "And nooooow! We announce the lucky people you get to participate in the beta!" Paying no real attention to it as she felt she wouldn't win Danielle continued on. "Our first Beta pass will go out to.... Danielle Ariosto! Come on up Danielle!" She froze on the spot as she heard her name get called out first. "This can't be happening... Did I really get called... First?!" Danielle thought to herself. The same voice called out again "If there is no Danielle Ariosto we will have to draw again!" Hearing the second announcement she bolted to the stage with her convention pass in hand. After security confirmed the Pass, she was given on the the Beta passes to SAO: Heartlands The Keys To Damocles.
Each winner was given a choice between staying and diving in right away or waiting till they got home later. Some of those who won did decide to wait to play the game, others like Danielle however, decided to jump in right in. The young woman who announced the winners led those who chose to jump into the game right away to a private room on the Alien Warfare Inc. floor, where they could play their games. The room was stocked with brand new CERBerus head sets. The chairs they provided where comfortable and easy to relax in for the optimal experience. Sitting down in the chair, Danielle put on the CERBerus head set and swiped the beta card close to the right ear. She heard the distinct humming sound the CERBerus made on start up and everything went black.
She was simply floating in the in the darkness, it was completely devoid of light. There was no sense of right side up and upside down. Suddenly there was substance under her feet as if she was no standing on something in the darkness. A small orb appeared, it was deep violet light that faded out to red on its edges. On closer inspection it would turn out this orb was not just a source of light in the darkness, but a fairy. It would seem to bounce around in the air creating a jingle like sound to grab her attention and a disembodied voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"Hey! Are you going to wake up or what? Come on get up!" The fairy almost demanded before asking another question. "What is your calling?" Danielle looked at the orb as she stood there silent, wondering if this is how the game was really going to start. "Your calling, what is it?" The fairy said again in an irritated tone. "Well you aren't the friendliest AI now are you? My calling is Nemita." Danielle responded to the fairy. the fairy bounced around again creating another jingle sound before it asked another question. "What is your ranking?" Following the second question, various ranks arose from the darkness as insignias glowing in different colors, each rank possessing its own set of skills. Looking through each of the ranks she noticed one that had caught her attention. "I am Ranked Scout."
“Have you see your self lately? Will you be Savior of Slaughter in your Path to Damocles, Find the Keys Before It’s Too Late…!” With that the fairy disappeared and a foggy mirror appeared. As the fog clouding the mirror dissipated Danielle would begin to see a reflection, one that was not her own that she was used to seeing. The reflection depicted an Elven being, one that was taller than her with long flowing dirty blonde hair and pointed ears. "This cant be me..." She though to herself, cocking her head to the right. The reflection mimicked her actions, the moment Danielle realized this was her reflection the mirror suddenly cracked before shattering inwards as if the pull of gravity shifted completely.
The next thing she knew she was falling through the mirror and then free falling towards the surface of an unknown planet. Danielle braced for impact as she drew nearer and nearer to the to the surface, unexpectedly she passed through the crust and through to the planets core where there lied an enormous interior carving of the planet which had been inhabited, with the gravity and conditions for living to have the Core acting as their Sun. A small Town called Glasglow Shire had an icon navigation light up obviously the starter village, suddenly she was falling again! She couldn’t believe it she was going to play SAO: Heartlands & the Keys to Damocles!!!!
Falling closer and closer to the trees, she maneuvered her way to the massive leaves and using them to cushion her way down. Falling from leaf to leaf she made her way down to the ground, landing with her right hand touching the ground as one knee was bent to her chest and the other down on the ground. "Which way do i go now?" She asked herself only to be answered by the fairy before it vanished again. "You need to journey 245 miles North." Danielle looked north, deciding to check her stats before venturing forth. "You've got to be kidding me, Lvl 1 in a Lvl 15 area with 245 miles of wilderness between my destination?" Danielle said to herself in an irritated manner, she knew this would mean she would have to find the other testers for their aid. She wasn't all that thrilled pretty much being forced to party up right away, but she knew she had no choice, plus the others would need her help as much as she needed theirs. "I don't see this going over all to well." She added, letting out a heavy sigh before running off towards the destination hoping to find someone along the way.
@Silsa's turn
blowing its ever so light breeze causing a plastic bag to dance around, twirling and contorting its way along the street. Few people sat in the tight alleys ways to avoid what rain there was, others silently shuffled there way from point 'A' to point 'B'. Nobody seemed to be going anywhere in a hurry. Suddenly a ding sound signaling someone entering the convenience broke the silence which was soon followed by a soft elderly female voice. "Seems like its pretty dead today.""Dead?! I'd Like to call this clam!" A worker stocking one of the aisles said with a laugh as Danielle stepped out from the back room. "She looks dead." Danielle said he herself softly following it up with a small giggle to herself which seemed to fit perfectly with what was going on. She waited as the woman took her time gathering what she was going to buy, leaving Danielle sighing to herself as she looked at the clock. Three more hours, three more hours of sitting there hoping time would just move a little faster; all she wanted to do was go to GameR - Con. This was going to be her first year going, her parents had felt it was a waste a time and wouldn't take her when she was younger and due to work schedules prior to this she its stopped her as well, but this year she'd finally be able to make it. The elderly woman set her things down on the counter, soon to have her items checked out in a hurry.
The long awaited time was finally at her grasps, it was time for her to end her shift and clock out. Danielle wasted no time getting her things together and rushing out the door of the convenience store towards her run down hover car. Excitement coursed through her body causing her to fumble and drop her keys before picking them back up and unlocking her door. Putting her work stuff in the back seat Danielle unbuttoned and removed the mandatory uniform shirt, leaving her in one of the tank tops she commonly wears, tossing the work shirt in the back seat as well. Just wanting to be at GamR - Con so badly, she sped off in her car, driving down through the streets faster than she normally go.
Her eyes light up as she stood there outside of the building, she was in awe with what she'd seen from the parking lot already. There were dozens upon dozens upon dozens of people all dressed up in intricate costumes. Danielle admired the visuals that were put on specifically for GamR - Con as she slowly walked towards the building, seeming to flash her pass as she neared the front doors. "I did it, I made it... I finally made it!" She said, no longer able to hold back her excitement. Danielle looked like a kid in a candy store for the first time the way she zipped from booth to booth upon entering the convention. With so many things to see and so many things to try, she wasn't exactly sure where to start; she wanted to see everything, but knew she would actually be able to do that. Looking down at the map of the convention she knew exactly where she would start, Giveaways and New Releases, which just so happened to be on the 3rd floor.
Seeing all the people on the third floor was almost like a mood killer to her, she felt as though she would have absolutely no chance of winning anything with the amount of people who were also trying to win stuff
too. "Well we know nothing is going to come of this, may as well look elsewhere first." Danielle said to herself as she began to slowly walk away when a voice announced. "And nooooow! We announce the lucky people you get to participate in the beta!" Paying no real attention to it as she felt she wouldn't win Danielle continued on. "Our first Beta pass will go out to.... Danielle Ariosto! Come on up Danielle!" She froze on the spot as she heard her name get called out first. "This can't be happening... Did I really get called... First?!" Danielle thought to herself. The same voice called out again "If there is no Danielle Ariosto we will have to draw again!" Hearing the second announcement she bolted to the stage with her convention pass in hand. After security confirmed the Pass, she was given on the the Beta passes to SAO: Heartlands The Keys To Damocles.Each winner was given a choice between staying and diving in right away or waiting till they got home later. Some of those who won did decide to wait to play the game, others like Danielle however, decided to jump in right in. The young woman who announced the winners
led those who chose to jump into the game right away to a private room on the Alien Warfare Inc. floor, where they could play their games. The room was stocked with brand new CERBerus head sets. The chairs they provided where comfortable and easy to relax in for the optimal experience. Sitting down in the chair, Danielle put on the CERBerus head set and swiped the beta card close to the right ear. She heard the distinct humming sound the CERBerus made on start up and everything went black.She was simply floating in the in the darkness, it was completely devoid of light. There was no sense of right side up and upside down. Suddenly there was substance under her feet as if she was no standing on something in the darkness. A small orb appeared, it was deep violet light that faded out to red on its edges. On closer inspection it would turn out this orb was not just a source of light in the darkness, but a fairy. It would seem to bounce around in the air creating a jingle like sound to grab her attention and a disembodied voice suddenly echoed in the room.
"Hey! Are you going to wake up or what? Come on get up!" The fairy almost demanded before asking another question. "What is your calling
?" Danielle looked at the orb as she stood there silent, wondering if this is how the game was really going to start. "Your calling, what is it?" The fairy said again in an irritated tone. "Well you aren't the friendliest AI now are you? My calling is Nemita." Danielle responded to the fairy. the fairy bounced around again creating another jingle sound before it asked another question. "What is your ranking?" Following the second question, various ranks arose from the darkness as insignias glowing in different colors, each rank possessing its own set of skills. Looking through each of the ranks she noticed one that had caught her attention. "I am Ranked Scout."“Have you see your self lately? Will you be Savior of Slaughter in your Path to Damocles, Find the Keys Before It’s Too Late…!” With that the fairy disappeared and a foggy mirror appeared. As the fog clouding the mirror dissipated Danielle would begin to see a reflection, one that was not her own that she was used to seeing. The reflection depicted an Elven being, one that was taller than her with long flowing dirty blonde hair and pointed ears. "This cant be me..." She though to herself, cocking her head to the right. The reflection mimicked her actions, the moment Danielle realized this was her reflection the mirror suddenly cracked before shattering inwards as if the pull of gravity shifted completely.
The next thing she knew she was falling through the mirror and then free falling towards the surface of an unknown planet. Danielle braced for impact as she drew nearer and nearer to the to the surface, unexpectedly she passed through the crust and through to the planets core where there lied an enormous interior carving of the planet which had been inhabited, with the gravity and conditions for living to have the Core acting as their Sun. A small Town called Glasglow Shire had an icon navigation light up obviously the starter village, suddenly she was falling again! She couldn’t believe it she was going to play SAO: Heartlands & the Keys to Damocles!!!!
Falling closer and closer to the trees, she maneuvered her way to the massive leaves and using them to cushion her way down. Falling from leaf to leaf she made her way down to the ground, landing with her right hand touching the ground as one knee was bent to her chest and the other down on the ground. "Which way do i go now?" She asked herself only to be answered by the fairy before it vanished again. "You need to journey 245 miles North." Danielle looked north, deciding to check her stats before venturing forth. "You've got to be kidding me, Lvl 1 in a Lvl 15 area with 245 miles of wilderness between my destination?" Danielle said to herself in an irritated manner, she knew this would mean she would have to find the other testers for their aid. She wasn't all that thrilled pretty much being forced to party up right away, but she knew she had no choice, plus the others would need her help as much as she needed theirs. "I don't see this going over all to well." She added, letting out a heavy sigh before running off towards the destination hoping to find someone along the way.
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Silsa
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"What the hell?! Why did the game crash?!" Ah, nothing was quite like the sound of disappointment in the middle of the day, the bitter emotion welling up from quite a number of people, especially when the expectation was so high it could have broken the roof it it was material, simply made the rapid change of ambiance much more poignant. Some were even in tears closer to the front of the line, where some must have waited for quite some time to make it to the verge of playing the newest demo, only to have the game unexpectedly fail right before their eyes. The sorrow, the grief, the betrayal all culminated in one perfect moment to produce sweet music. "DAMN IT!"
click
And even before any of them knew it, developers, technicians, and fellow games alike, it was back on, working as flawlessly as it always did as soon as it passed all quality control tests. The joy and vitality of the people immediately returned as the object of their desire, the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak, had once more entered within range, just for the taking if they only wait a few more minutes. A few moments later and it's like nothing ever happened of the front lines, though he could spy some of the more behind the scenes operators squabbling animatedly in the rear guard. Of course hey would be desperate to find the cause of such a large malfunction, one they couldn't have missed during the final checks. Their reputation was already wounded, it would be even more of an embarrassment if they couldn't find a cause.
It was just too bad that the cause had already left the floor in the chaos of reorganization, Alphonse walking out with some of the more disappointed gamers behind the line and watched with a smile as he reactivated the game from afar, leading to an even louder cheer and more trouble for the security committee.
If one would see him wandering the floors, dressed properly for once in a crisp, three piece suit, black dress shoes, a sharp red tie and an official ID around his neck, one would think he was one of the bigger shots at the convention, and that would be somewhat correct. He was somewhere in the middle of the totem pole, being a white hat for now, and though no one deliberately blocked his way, and more than a few booths would allow him to bypass the lines entirely so he could sample the latest electronic entertainment innovation, Alphonse was bored.
The gaming industry was made in such a way that a person had to need something from it. From money to fame and fortune, popularity to prestige, the only way people stayed in the industry, and this applies only to the truly skilled, was because they fully intended to stay. But Alphonse was already at the top of his game, with skills to hack systems even while they were being presented, enough money to allow him to skip work for a few year and still leave him financially stable, and to be perfectly clear, though he was a pro gamer at one point, he never really cared for the true quality of a game, just its ability to whittle away at his time.
The beginnings of tears, soft, almost impossible to hear, plucked him out of his reverie as he silently turned towards a sight very rarely seen at a place like Gamr-con. Anyone's heart would have been warmed at the sight in the center of the large space, where a man, dressed quite similarly to a knight on his knee offered a small box to a woman who bore the appearance more akin to a devil than a human being. As cliche as it was, wait, it wasn't exactly overused since the people who did such a thing in a place like that were few and far in-between... Okay, even he would admit it was something so heartwarming that even he had to fight the smile tugging on his lips.
Though he was sure only he found the appearance of the seductive succubus, now not exactly appealing considering the dark liquid that flowed from her eyes and ruined the thin veneer of makeup, hilarious.
As much as others had a reason to continue striving in the industry, his was the community. There was no other place one had freedom to mess with people so anonymously that the basically could do nothing but cry in a corner somewhere. A new one was gong to start soon if he wasn't mistaken, and so with the sound of cries of joy and congratulations behind him, he exited the convention area as discretely as possible, not even making a trail of leather slapping marble tile as he walked away.
click
Of course, not before hooking up a security camera focused on the couple to the main display screen of the convention, just in case anyone else wanted to appreciate his kind of humor.
He took a breath as soon as he left the doorway, a smile on his face as he glanced around the area in anticipation. There was a little issue that took the gaming community by storm, a closed beta test involving quite a number of people for one of the most anticipated games in the history of the entertainment industry. As company policy, they would more often than not take players by random, the best of the best to the newest of the new, but of course behind the scenes, not everything was fun and games.
He was awarded one such pass, though it gave him one of the most entertaining things to do all month, he was there on duty. That duty just so happened to involve trying to hack the system as hard as he could, and being one of the best in the business despite his age, that shouldn't have been too hard. The only condition he had to deal with was that he would log out as soon as he discovered an exploit(read: hack) either that deliberately required accessing the system or just an accidental bug the somehow missed, to send the company data and possible patches to maintain balance. As per usual, he would not get banned from the server, but he would not be awarded GM rights either.
His office was just a few floors above the area, in a building literately down the street so after a quick stroll around the welcoming grounds, a place full of the more artistically inclined people in costumes and get-ups of all shapes and sizes, he made it into his dim office, where the light form several screens served as the only source of illumination. His pride and joy, an entire rigged built from the ground up by him and several companions of like mind. It was the ultimate calculating machine, but what he went for was the small helmet looking device on the throne before the great rig, the only method of playing the game, a CERBerus, and placed it on his head.
Normally, he would start accessing the server immediately through the computer before him, already hacking into the code that would detail his 'account' before it was even opened and edit the path that ensured his headset were to synchronized with the fraudulent data, but for this particular game, he decided against it. He reclined leisurely into his throne, placed the visor over his eyes and slid the key beside the reader of the machine.
Then, the world went black.
He enjoyed the ride down, skydiving had been a hobby of his at one point but he had never done so blind before, still, it wasn't as interesting as it should have been, especially when all of a sudden, movement simply ceased. Gravity righted itself, and from taking the most unsafe diving stance, which was descending headfirst into the earth, he was standing upright in the middle of darkness. The fairy detailed in the into stood before him, though it wasn't blue.
A company could usually sue another for copying a color scheme, but when it involved blue balls of light, most people tended to be a bit more accommodating. That piece of information though begged a question, Why was the fairy purple, something close to the twilight shade, instead of bright azure like he was promised? "Hey Hero, seems like you made the fall pretty well. Good for you!" Great, now the little thing was getting snarky with him. "What's your calling then?"
Calling? That wasn't exactly the smartest way to ask for a name, considering some of the older generation gamers could easily misunderstand and reply with their class. Damascus, though can I ask for yours?" He replied easily with a smile, though that was a fruitless endeavor. The AI was good, but that only applied with the information it was given. There was no way the being would reply when its name was something as stupid ...
"Info Fairy, don't wear it out, people say I look a lot like my sister, Resurrection Fairy, though I don't really see how someone as plain as her could look like the beautiful me." He had to keep his jaw, well if he still had one in the darkness and all that, from dropping as a thing with a program, one that was assigned to do a few tasks and nothing more, was actually holding a conversation with him. He checked the codes before release, this was definitely not supposed to happen. "Call me Fofie, though, much easier on the ears and off the tongue. Anyway, what's your Ranking?
He didn't need to check the list for that, already choosing his own rank from the start. "Golemancer would be wonderful, Fofie." Alright, as soon as he found out who messed up the code, well not exactly messed up but added way too much, was he would either give him his compliments or make whoever it was want to hang themselves for making his job just that much more annoying.
"Alright then, did you check yourself out yet, cutie? I wonder, will you be the Savior of Slaughter? Try and find the keys before it's too late. The best of luck!" He could have sworn the disembodied voice animating the ball of light blew a kiss at him before fading away, the light particles floating aimlessly before giving way as a giant mirror, much larger than his entire body, appeared before him in a gust of wind
Well at least she got the... wait, why am I complimenting myself? Yes, indeed this was no laughing matter. He almost admitted it himself, but he was pretty. He was diagnosed a sociopath, a person who only cared about himself, and yeah sure he looked pretty good if he was honest but... wait, no stop! He steeled himself, bringing his lips to a firm light before swaying slightly, allowing the full sight of his clothing to just sink it.
The robe was wonderful, light, comfortable, and oh so flowing. It was cool he had to concede and the way the armor only covered some vitals were perfect for him. For the footwear, sandals were nice for a change, greaves were always a pain in and to his eyes, and the sash that held everything together was right as rain.
The worst thing in his opinion were the pinions.
He had experience in virtual reality, more specifically in terms of flight. He had played an angel before, though back then he was a being of light and not a pretty boy, girl, thing, the point was he should have been capable of flight. With two wings, he was fine, four was optimal and while six gave him speed, control was difficult. The mirror was massive before him, simply because they also managed to capture, albeit not entirely, all thirty six wings that seemed to spread wide behind him, as if itching to take flight.
He was not stupid, there was no way he could do anything in the air with that number of limbs, much less fly comfortably. Taking off, sure why not? Legitimate flight, oh he was in for a world of pain. Of course, the game was oh so glad to accommodate him.
What?! Nothing was going right at that point, suddenly appearing in the middle of the sky only to hurtle down towards the earth, wait was the even the earth, was not the best way to start playing a game. Fortunately, his wings were good for something, though not able to truly fly, or even glide as he was, he was able to gently float down. We need to work on that.
"Nice, seeing you again, Damascus, you better head towards the Shire if you don't want to die."
"Please spare me the tone, Fofie. I need to kill something."
Sorry I'm late, You're up, @The beast of all men
click
And even before any of them knew it, developers, technicians, and fellow games alike, it was back on, working as flawlessly as it always did as soon as it passed all quality control tests. The joy and vitality of the people immediately returned as the object of their desire, the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak, had once more entered within range, just for the taking if they only wait a few more minutes. A few moments later and it's like nothing ever happened of the front lines, though he could spy some of the more behind the scenes operators squabbling animatedly in the rear guard. Of course hey would be desperate to find the cause of such a large malfunction, one they couldn't have missed during the final checks. Their reputation was already wounded, it would be even more of an embarrassment if they couldn't find a cause.
It was just too bad that the cause had already left the floor in the chaos of reorganization, Alphonse walking out with some of the more disappointed gamers behind the line and watched with a smile as he reactivated the game from afar, leading to an even louder cheer and more trouble for the security committee.
If one would see him wandering the floors, dressed properly for once in a crisp, three piece suit, black dress shoes, a sharp red tie and an official ID around his neck, one would think he was one of the bigger shots at the convention, and that would be somewhat correct. He was somewhere in the middle of the totem pole, being a white hat for now, and though no one deliberately blocked his way, and more than a few booths would allow him to bypass the lines entirely so he could sample the latest electronic entertainment innovation, Alphonse was bored.
The gaming industry was made in such a way that a person had to need something from it. From money to fame and fortune, popularity to prestige, the only way people stayed in the industry, and this applies only to the truly skilled, was because they fully intended to stay. But Alphonse was already at the top of his game, with skills to hack systems even while they were being presented, enough money to allow him to skip work for a few year and still leave him financially stable, and to be perfectly clear, though he was a pro gamer at one point, he never really cared for the true quality of a game, just its ability to whittle away at his time.
The beginnings of tears, soft, almost impossible to hear, plucked him out of his reverie as he silently turned towards a sight very rarely seen at a place like Gamr-con. Anyone's heart would have been warmed at the sight in the center of the large space, where a man, dressed quite similarly to a knight on his knee offered a small box to a woman who bore the appearance more akin to a devil than a human being. As cliche as it was, wait, it wasn't exactly overused since the people who did such a thing in a place like that were few and far in-between... Okay, even he would admit it was something so heartwarming that even he had to fight the smile tugging on his lips.
Though he was sure only he found the appearance of the seductive succubus, now not exactly appealing considering the dark liquid that flowed from her eyes and ruined the thin veneer of makeup, hilarious.
As much as others had a reason to continue striving in the industry, his was the community. There was no other place one had freedom to mess with people so anonymously that the basically could do nothing but cry in a corner somewhere. A new one was gong to start soon if he wasn't mistaken, and so with the sound of cries of joy and congratulations behind him, he exited the convention area as discretely as possible, not even making a trail of leather slapping marble tile as he walked away.
click
Of course, not before hooking up a security camera focused on the couple to the main display screen of the convention, just in case anyone else wanted to appreciate his kind of humor.
He took a breath as soon as he left the doorway, a smile on his face as he glanced around the area in anticipation. There was a little issue that took the gaming community by storm, a closed beta test involving quite a number of people for one of the most anticipated games in the history of the entertainment industry. As company policy, they would more often than not take players by random, the best of the best to the newest of the new, but of course behind the scenes, not everything was fun and games.
He was awarded one such pass, though it gave him one of the most entertaining things to do all month, he was there on duty. That duty just so happened to involve trying to hack the system as hard as he could, and being one of the best in the business despite his age, that shouldn't have been too hard. The only condition he had to deal with was that he would log out as soon as he discovered an exploit(read: hack) either that deliberately required accessing the system or just an accidental bug the somehow missed, to send the company data and possible patches to maintain balance. As per usual, he would not get banned from the server, but he would not be awarded GM rights either.
His office was just a few floors above the area, in a building literately down the street so after a quick stroll around the welcoming grounds, a place full of the more artistically inclined people in costumes and get-ups of all shapes and sizes, he made it into his dim office, where the light form several screens served as the only source of illumination. His pride and joy, an entire rigged built from the ground up by him and several companions of like mind. It was the ultimate calculating machine, but what he went for was the small helmet looking device on the throne before the great rig, the only method of playing the game, a CERBerus, and placed it on his head.
Normally, he would start accessing the server immediately through the computer before him, already hacking into the code that would detail his 'account' before it was even opened and edit the path that ensured his headset were to synchronized with the fraudulent data, but for this particular game, he decided against it. He reclined leisurely into his throne, placed the visor over his eyes and slid the key beside the reader of the machine.
Then, the world went black.
He enjoyed the ride down, skydiving had been a hobby of his at one point but he had never done so blind before, still, it wasn't as interesting as it should have been, especially when all of a sudden, movement simply ceased. Gravity righted itself, and from taking the most unsafe diving stance, which was descending headfirst into the earth, he was standing upright in the middle of darkness. The fairy detailed in the into stood before him, though it wasn't blue.
A company could usually sue another for copying a color scheme, but when it involved blue balls of light, most people tended to be a bit more accommodating. That piece of information though begged a question, Why was the fairy purple, something close to the twilight shade, instead of bright azure like he was promised? "Hey Hero, seems like you made the fall pretty well. Good for you!" Great, now the little thing was getting snarky with him. "What's your calling then?"
Calling? That wasn't exactly the smartest way to ask for a name, considering some of the older generation gamers could easily misunderstand and reply with their class. Damascus, though can I ask for yours?" He replied easily with a smile, though that was a fruitless endeavor. The AI was good, but that only applied with the information it was given. There was no way the being would reply when its name was something as stupid ...
"Info Fairy, don't wear it out, people say I look a lot like my sister, Resurrection Fairy, though I don't really see how someone as plain as her could look like the beautiful me." He had to keep his jaw, well if he still had one in the darkness and all that, from dropping as a thing with a program, one that was assigned to do a few tasks and nothing more, was actually holding a conversation with him. He checked the codes before release, this was definitely not supposed to happen. "Call me Fofie, though, much easier on the ears and off the tongue. Anyway, what's your Ranking?
He didn't need to check the list for that, already choosing his own rank from the start. "Golemancer would be wonderful, Fofie." Alright, as soon as he found out who messed up the code, well not exactly messed up but added way too much, was he would either give him his compliments or make whoever it was want to hang themselves for making his job just that much more annoying.
"Alright then, did you check yourself out yet, cutie? I wonder, will you be the Savior of Slaughter? Try and find the keys before it's too late. The best of luck!" He could have sworn the disembodied voice animating the ball of light blew a kiss at him before fading away, the light particles floating aimlessly before giving way as a giant mirror, much larger than his entire body, appeared before him in a gust of wind
Well at least she got the... wait, why am I complimenting myself? Yes, indeed this was no laughing matter. He almost admitted it himself, but he was pretty. He was diagnosed a sociopath, a person who only cared about himself, and yeah sure he looked pretty good if he was honest but... wait, no stop! He steeled himself, bringing his lips to a firm light before swaying slightly, allowing the full sight of his clothing to just sink it.
The robe was wonderful, light, comfortable, and oh so flowing. It was cool he had to concede and the way the armor only covered some vitals were perfect for him. For the footwear, sandals were nice for a change, greaves were always a pain in and to his eyes, and the sash that held everything together was right as rain.
The worst thing in his opinion were the pinions.
He had experience in virtual reality, more specifically in terms of flight. He had played an angel before, though back then he was a being of light and not a pretty boy, girl, thing, the point was he should have been capable of flight. With two wings, he was fine, four was optimal and while six gave him speed, control was difficult. The mirror was massive before him, simply because they also managed to capture, albeit not entirely, all thirty six wings that seemed to spread wide behind him, as if itching to take flight.
He was not stupid, there was no way he could do anything in the air with that number of limbs, much less fly comfortably. Taking off, sure why not? Legitimate flight, oh he was in for a world of pain. Of course, the game was oh so glad to accommodate him.
:CORRUPTION : : FILE ERROR :: CORRUPTION DATA:
What?! Nothing was going right at that point, suddenly appearing in the middle of the sky only to hurtle down towards the earth, wait was the even the earth, was not the best way to start playing a game. Fortunately, his wings were good for something, though not able to truly fly, or even glide as he was, he was able to gently float down. We need to work on that.
"Nice, seeing you again, Damascus, you better head towards the Shire if you don't want to die."
"Please spare me the tone, Fofie. I need to kill something."
Sorry I'm late, You're up, @The beast of all men
The Beasty Incarnate
Dr.Monty's Gumballs
Sebastian soon logged on to the new server, He couldn't believe that after years of redevelopment the SAO servers were back up, "finally, I'm a bit rusty on the game," he said as he put on the VR set as he clicked through the menus and such as he sighed, no body would remember him even if his name was the same as the old account, but it was worth the risk as he clicked the start game button
click
He felt a slight shock as he jumped into the game, he wasn't exactly that ready when he spawned into this fantastic world "I love the new name Low Blood. Sounds more like me" he said as he pulled out his assault rifle and looked at his ammo count, he wasn't exactly ready for the gun system either but anything new to hunt animals and such with, that's all that matters. He checked his stats and stuff and looked as he smiled, "Just the way I like them, not to small and not over powered" he said as he went and started to set up his gear as he walked into town.
who ever wants to go next can go, but I call @Silsa as tribute!
click
He felt a slight shock as he jumped into the game, he wasn't exactly that ready when he spawned into this fantastic world "I love the new name Low Blood. Sounds more like me" he said as he pulled out his assault rifle and looked at his ammo count, he wasn't exactly ready for the gun system either but anything new to hunt animals and such with, that's all that matters. He checked his stats and stuff and looked as he smiled, "Just the way I like them, not to small and not over powered" he said as he went and started to set up his gear as he walked into town.
who ever wants to go next can go, but I call @Silsa as tribute!
Kabyt
Member
Kathe was now sitting on her root, her ears drooping low while her eyes gazed dull and lifeless at all the Gamers running about. All of them seemed way to strong already - this game HAD just come out …. Right? Her tail was flicking to and fro the double ends were fun to play with she had to admit. Something about her map was curious it was only giving her so many miles in every direction from her. The normal spanning maps were about her but no details, mostly just a shadowy outline of the continent she was on… in? She looked up through the flickering shafts of light that scattered through the leafy canopy. “The Sun is the core…” She said more to herself than anyone else.
Suddenly something sparkled… no several somethings sparkled across the sky. ~Other New Gamers!~ She concluded bouncing up onto her paw feet she nearly fell off the root. “Whoa now… “ She said waving her arms to regain her balance once again. “Alright… now which way did they fall…” She said her ears flicking fully up she waited for any noise from within the forest her whole body still barely even breathing. Then someone fell through the canopy about three trees away!
She sprang from her root and to the next one then the next until finally she found herself atop a taller one she looked down to see Maxamillia turning as his fairy informed him of needing a party, she was about to holler out to him when suddenly his avatar turned and was hauling ass in the direction of the town. Kathe gave a huff and a stomp of her foot glancing around, she didn’t know if she would be able to catch up to him. She called out “HEY!!!” But her voice echoed out in all directions the trees making her voice sound as though it were coming from everywhere all at once “Shit!” She growled her ears flicking back and she stomped a foot “I’m so stupid…” She started to pull up her menu when suddenly flashes of red around the menu flickered in warning as growls started up from behind her.
Her ears lifted and her eyes widened “Oh shit…” She said almost afraid to look over her shoulder, but she had to right? Or simply die! So as she turned her eyes met with the Crimson eyes and dark smoky furred face of something… Wolfen? She made a tiny squeak and her eyes fully dilated over the 8’ tall beast, then she sprang backwards off the root and away from the creature. The beast jumped and snapped at her. She tumbled down backwards and hit another root. Turning she scrambled to her feet and darted to the right as the beast was swift to follow, and even though it were a wolf like form, it had NO problem scaling about the wooden surface after her, a long tail whipped about to correct its trajectory snapping the creature around to follow her.
Her menu had closed the moment she turned to look at the beast and now she couldn’t get it back open apparently when monsters were about your avatar you couldn’t open the menu. ~Shit shit shit~ Then she remembers ~Wait I have a weapon right?~ Glancing back she leaped again her springy legs taking her the distance, sadly she still didn’t have full control on them and she tumbled over yet another root the fell and slid down into the gap between the roots and was now out of reach… for the moment. She tried in vain to open her menu again “DAMMIT!” She yelled her hand finding the whip she had for a starter weapon. “Oh yeah great what the hell am I supposed to do with this???”
Kathe was still in her hidey hole holding on to her whip with wide eyes as splinter by splinter the bark was ripped from her hole. The fairy had been little to no help, how was she supposed to get out AND make those actions at the same time???? She was in a rather difficult situation and this AI was little to no help at all. She wanted to use her whip but again she had no room. She started to look about her for any alternate path out of her hole. “Gotta find a way out Frak Frak Frak!” She said pushing on the roots around her she realized she too had claws… A devilish smirk pulled across her lips and she lashed out swiftly at the end of a biting snout. “FUCK OFF MUTT! THIS IS ONE CAT YOU AREN’T CHOMPIN!” She said and kicked with one of her powerful feet, the kick landed and the mutt yelped but it’s head was replaced by a fellow. “FRAK NOW THERES TWO! “ She scrambled at her other side ~Gotta be a way out fuck fuck !~
She knew it was just a game! But shit did those teeth look extra sharp! She didn’t want to die already! In fact the element of terror was very real for her, in fact almost to real. Were the levelers turned off? Shit she couldn’t tell cause she still couldn’t open her menu. “SOMEONE HELP!!!!” She hollered still hopeful that the other player hadn’t gotten to far away or maybe someone else was around.
@Jacob Berry
Iskandar
Existing.
Max continued to run before coming to a stop next to a smaller tree in the populated forest of gigantic trees. He walked over to the smalled tree and sat down under it's pine needle filled branches. Taking a deep breath of the nature and smiling lightly as he watched a few people in a group run past him. They were running rather fast for some reason, and this had sparked his imagination. Maybe they liked running? Perhaps they saw something disguisting? Hmm, maybe a cool creature that could probably kill them. So interested, Max thought. He stood up and sighed as he called out to the group.
"Oi! Why are you running? What is going on?" Max shouted out, one of the members stopped, slowly turned around and shook his head, almost as if the end of the world was happening.
"Large, wolf like creature! Crimson eyes, black. Taller than a man. RUN!" The man said, out of breath, the man began running and Max just raised an eyebrow. That doesn't help me too much, Max thought. He let out a heavy sigh and looked back at one of the smaller tree, walking over to it and slwoly began to climb up it. Upon reaching the top he couldn't see much due to the much taller trees, sighing once more he climbed back down and began to walk in the direction that the crazed members had came from.
After walking for a short distance another small group ran past, they were more bruised and injured. Hmm, these creatures must be quite powerful to do that much, then again we are in a level 15 zone, Max thought as he continued to walk before hearing something that caught his attention. He looked to the south of him, then turned east slightly, hearing something again, but more clearly. He raised an eyebrow at this and ran towards the noise, as he got closer he heard a, “SOMEONE HELP!!!!” He ran faster as the voice got louder and more audible, he stopped as he saw two large, black creatures with crimson eyes chase what appeared to be a cat-woman or a Neko. He climbed up a rather large tree and looked down at the lady.
"Oi! Miss! Need Some help? Come up here! It is safer!" Max yelled down as he rested on a tree branch just high enough to get eaten by one of the large wolves.
@Muze
"Oi! Why are you running? What is going on?" Max shouted out, one of the members stopped, slowly turned around and shook his head, almost as if the end of the world was happening.
"Large, wolf like creature! Crimson eyes, black. Taller than a man. RUN!" The man said, out of breath, the man began running and Max just raised an eyebrow. That doesn't help me too much, Max thought. He let out a heavy sigh and looked back at one of the smaller tree, walking over to it and slwoly began to climb up it. Upon reaching the top he couldn't see much due to the much taller trees, sighing once more he climbed back down and began to walk in the direction that the crazed members had came from.
After walking for a short distance another small group ran past, they were more bruised and injured. Hmm, these creatures must be quite powerful to do that much, then again we are in a level 15 zone, Max thought as he continued to walk before hearing something that caught his attention. He looked to the south of him, then turned east slightly, hearing something again, but more clearly. He raised an eyebrow at this and ran towards the noise, as he got closer he heard a, “SOMEONE HELP!!!!” He ran faster as the voice got louder and more audible, he stopped as he saw two large, black creatures with crimson eyes chase what appeared to be a cat-woman or a Neko. He climbed up a rather large tree and looked down at the lady.
"Oi! Miss! Need Some help? Come up here! It is safer!" Max yelled down as he rested on a tree branch just high enough to get eaten by one of the large wolves.
@Muze
Kindos
New Member
There was nothing much more to do than continue running towards the marked destination. , It was in her best interest to continue towards the shire, this was a level 15 area after all and any kind of contact with whatever creatures are in this forest wouldn't go over too well for her. Nemita stopped as she heard the sound of twigs snapping and leaves rustling, she knew something coming. What could it be, is it another player? She wondered, quickly finding herself crouching down on a tree branch concealed in the leaves as she looked to the ground beneath her. A few others players passed by looking as though they been running from something. They seemed as though they'd just been through hell, they were tired and barely able to keep their pace, terror had had painted their faces with fear and exhaustion.
"There must be a high level monster or something..." She mused. "Wait, what is this?" Nemita noticed a male player with grey hair and an eye-patch with a katana hanging from his hip, he was heading in the direction the others had been fleeing from. Was he aware that the objective location was in the completely opposite direction that he was heading? Rather interested with what she was seeing, she too abandoned the target, deciding to follow the man instead. Moving from tree branch to tree branch, Nemita tried to remain unseen and unheard as she tailed him. When she had the chance she would highlight the player to find out his stats and name. "Maximilian Vandy... Level 1..." Was he more than just another player, was he in this game for reasons other than playing the game? So many question without any answers.
The sound of a devilish howl coursed through the air only to be followed by a dozen others. However, the howls didn't sound like normal run of the mill howls, they were howls of the hunt, whatever these creatures were they wanted blood. Nemita looked around, trying to find out where the howls where coming from, but it was of no use. The howling seemed to be coming from every direction. Although she was becoming anxious with the ever present threat the howls warned of, she did her best to remain composed, even if the fear was this was only a game in the end.
"SOMEONE HELP!!!!" The plea for help brought her attention back to the game and out of her head. When she looked back down to the ground the man was gone. Where did he go? she asked herself, looking around to see if he was still in the area. "Dammit, he must of started running... Did he see me?" Nemita said, sending her fist down to the tree branch she was perched upon. in the midst of her crisis, she heard a man call out. "Oi! Miss! Need Some help? Come up here! It is safer!" Could that be him? She wondered, moving off towards the direction the voice had come from.
That's when she him, that's when she saw them. Two big wolf like creatures with gleaming crimson eyes the color of blood as they cornered a woman with cat like features. "These are what those other players must of been running from." Nemita would say to herself as she watched what transpired below. Suddenly, as if out of no where, she heard a low snarl coming from behind her. Her blood froze and a chill shot down her spine, slowly she turned her head to see what was behind her. There it was, a large wolf like creature like the two she saw on the ground, but this one was solely focused on her. At the moment she saw it, Nemita started jumping from branch to branch causing the leaves to rustle in the trees each time she landed on a new branch. She tried to shake the beast, but it was of no use for it was hot on her trail snapping at her in attempts to deal some damage.
As she tried to flee, the fairy appeared to her once more. "Seems like you found a puppy of your own to play with, I must let you know though... Escape is futile." The orb like fairy giggled in a sinister manner before vanishing from sight. "You've got to be kidding me, this AI is no damn help! There has to be some way around this." She protested as she continued to try and runaway. "Oh I almost forgot, you have a skill at your disposal. But since I'm no damn help i'll leave you to figure it out on your own." The fairy said as it slowly began to fade away. Nemita's eyes peeled open upon hearing the fairy say something about a skill. "Wait, I'm sorry, what skill though?" The fairy stopped itself from fading away and bounced around in front of her with a jingle."This skill silly." It had taken the shape of a black silhouette and showed her how the skill worked. "Even though you have this skill I don't think it will help you any, Heheh!" With that the fairy was gone and Nemita had to do something.
With limited abilities, she knew one thing she could do, one thing that could help the cat-lady and Maximilian Vandy, She could Kite (In terms of MMO's kiting refers to pulling the attention of a mob, forcing an enemy to follow you around). Dropping down to ground level, Nemita ran towards the two wolf like beasts that were focused on the cat-lady while she already had on chasing her. Pulling her scythe from her back, she attacked each of the two a single time and kept running in an attempt to pull their aggro. Fortunately this worked, unfortunately she hadn't thought of the repercussions of her actions. The cat-lady was no longer in imminent danger, but Nemita now had to deal with three wolf like beasts instead of one. She turned to face the three as they snarled and snapped at her, with the scythe in hand Nemita began to twirl it around in a circular motion in front of her, almost as if putting a barrier up between them and her. If the beasts got too close they would be hit by the scythe, although this was good for the moment it left her sides and rear upon for attack. She had to think of something more, something else she could do to save her self.
Tis you turn again @Silsa
"There must be a high level monster or something..." She mused. "Wait, what is this?" Nemita noticed a male player with grey hair and an eye-patch with a katana hanging from his hip, he was heading in the direction the others had been fleeing from. Was he aware that the objective location was in the completely opposite direction that he was heading? Rather interested with what she was seeing, she too abandoned the target, deciding to follow the man instead. Moving from tree branch to tree branch, Nemita tried to remain unseen and unheard as she tailed him. When she had the chance she would highlight the player to find out his stats and name. "Maximilian Vandy... Level 1..." Was he more than just another player, was he in this game for reasons other than playing the game? So many question without any answers.
The sound of a devilish howl coursed through the air only to be followed by a dozen others. However, the howls didn't sound like normal run of the mill howls, they were howls of the hunt, whatever these creatures were they wanted blood. Nemita looked around, trying to find out where the howls where coming from, but it was of no use. The howling seemed to be coming from every direction. Although she was becoming anxious with the ever present threat the howls warned of, she did her best to remain composed, even if the fear was this was only a game in the end.
"SOMEONE HELP!!!!" The plea for help brought her attention back to the game and out of her head. When she looked back down to the ground the man was gone. Where did he go? she asked herself, looking around to see if he was still in the area. "Dammit, he must of started running... Did he see me?" Nemita said, sending her fist down to the tree branch she was perched upon. in the midst of her crisis, she heard a man call out. "Oi! Miss! Need Some help? Come up here! It is safer!" Could that be him? She wondered, moving off towards the direction the voice had come from.
That's when she him, that's when she saw them. Two big wolf like creatures with gleaming crimson eyes the color of blood as they cornered a woman with cat like features. "These are what those other players must of been running from." Nemita would say to herself as she watched what transpired below. Suddenly, as if out of no where, she heard a low snarl coming from behind her. Her blood froze and a chill shot down her spine, slowly she turned her head to see what was behind her. There it was, a large wolf like creature like the two she saw on the ground, but this one was solely focused on her. At the moment she saw it, Nemita started jumping from branch to branch causing the leaves to rustle in the trees each time she landed on a new branch. She tried to shake the beast, but it was of no use for it was hot on her trail snapping at her in attempts to deal some damage.
As she tried to flee, the fairy appeared to her once more. "Seems like you found a puppy of your own to play with, I must let you know though... Escape is futile." The orb like fairy giggled in a sinister manner before vanishing from sight. "You've got to be kidding me, this AI is no damn help! There has to be some way around this." She protested as she continued to try and runaway. "Oh I almost forgot, you have a skill at your disposal. But since I'm no damn help i'll leave you to figure it out on your own." The fairy said as it slowly began to fade away. Nemita's eyes peeled open upon hearing the fairy say something about a skill. "Wait, I'm sorry, what skill though?" The fairy stopped itself from fading away and bounced around in front of her with a jingle."This skill silly." It had taken the shape of a black silhouette and showed her how the skill worked. "Even though you have this skill I don't think it will help you any, Heheh!" With that the fairy was gone and Nemita had to do something.
With limited abilities, she knew one thing she could do, one thing that could help the cat-lady and Maximilian Vandy, She could Kite (In terms of MMO's kiting refers to pulling the attention of a mob, forcing an enemy to follow you around). Dropping down to ground level, Nemita ran towards the two wolf like beasts that were focused on the cat-lady while she already had on chasing her. Pulling her scythe from her back, she attacked each of the two a single time and kept running in an attempt to pull their aggro. Fortunately this worked, unfortunately she hadn't thought of the repercussions of her actions. The cat-lady was no longer in imminent danger, but Nemita now had to deal with three wolf like beasts instead of one. She turned to face the three as they snarled and snapped at her, with the scythe in hand Nemita began to twirl it around in a circular motion in front of her, almost as if putting a barrier up between them and her. If the beasts got too close they would be hit by the scythe, although this was good for the moment it left her sides and rear upon for attack. She had to think of something more, something else she could do to save her self.
Tis you turn again @Silsa
Silsa
Member
"Not my best work." Damascus muttered harshly to whosoever heard(read: Foofie), as he hung from a branch several meters off the ground, giving him quite the view of the surrounding area... if only the circumstances that brought about the strange elevation wen't so depressing to say the least. First off, he was hanging by his wings, which, oddly enough, wasn't as painful as he might have first thought being that they were somewhat peculiar for something considered part of his body.
On the subject of his new appendages, they could dematerialize, shifting from massive sails that made walking across the dense vegetation an practical impossibility, to... well he couldn't really see but Foofie, the helpful and yet horribly demented soul, pointed out that they just melted into his back. A first this made travel possible, but then he had them, so the though crossed his mind. I have them, and the game had just begun, so why not practice using them first. He, being a person who was pragmatic as much as he was bored most of the time, decided that preparation would indeed be the best course of action. Who knows, it might even provide him with some measure of entertainment.
He could almost feel himself cringe, wishing he had not tempted fate in such an obvious manner.
As he first concluded, he could take off quite easily, the power of several pinions more than enough to send him straight through the forest canopy and into the open 'sky', and though they were not good for anything but keeping him hovering above ground, they seemed to be able to be dispelled during midair. This gave him the idea of using those things as a springboard so to speak, allowing him to take off, then to 'jump' once more by using his wings as a means of propulsion. It seemed ingenious at the time, almost a perfect solution to his mobility problem.
Also, that was the exact reason he hung from the treetops. He made a miscalculation on the flight path, and as soon as he flapped his materialized wings once more, he found himself hurting towards the canopy before crashing to a halt, hanging high above the ground suspended by nothing more than his own new limbs. He couldn't just dematerlize them, not when they needed time time to reform, another painful lesson taught to him by the cold unforgiving ground. What was worse? This was probably the eighth time since he started trying, and each time he ended up in such a compromising position.
At least the fall damage function, as well as most of the physics programmed into the original file are working. He thought sardonically, before again highlighting the mental not to shake hands with and or drive to suicide whoever messed up the code to that extent. Well, time to go down again.
Without another word, his wings vanished once more, lending his body to the grasp of gravity as he descended quickly towards the forest floor. He fell gracelessly to the ground, dropping like a stone before landing with too many rolls and slamming his back against a tree, shaking the leaves above him as he groaned in frustration. He felt a little pain, much of the force taken by the rolls he did, and the wings that suddenly unfurled just before he struck hard bark, but more than that his failure, as a hacker and apparently as a flyer, cut deeper than any virtual wound.
"Lets' go again~ Lets' go again~ Lets' go again!" There was also the fact that Foofie didn't seem to be the type to watch such a spectacular failure without comment. It happened several times but each repetition seemed to egg the AI on rather than dull the impact of his failures. As mocking as it was, the AI had a point, he did need to try, and undoubtedly fail, numerous times before getting the hang of this new, superfluously annoying system, and as long as the AI did nothing to antagonize him outright, or say move to outwardly strike him, he would deal with her, it was a her right?, meager verbal abuse.
He was already hurting towards the heavens for probably the thirteenth time when a strange cry for quite a way away echoed faintly into his ears. "SOMEONE HELP!!" It sounded somewhat close from where he was hovering, and oddly strange since he assumed that the people around him would at least be experienced enough to deal with something. The reason for the scream soon came forth when a wolf, or rather a large cainine monster, appeared below him, pouncing upon the very ground his body used to occupy before he took to the sky. He idly recalled howling in the winds during his seventh attempt, though quite frankly, he was much too engrossed in his gaining his wings to deal with some average mon...
"Is that thing level 15?!" He cried out in uncharacteristic surprise, sensing amusement from behind him, undoubtedly coming from the sly AI. He could question how it managed to maintain altitude and move in three dimensions later, he could not deal with a monster literally fifteen times more powerful than he was, not when his 'build' ensured that one quick strike would be the end of him. Looking on the bright side, much like how eagles learned through dropping to their death, he now had some motivation to stay above ground. It would probably be safer with whoever screamed, not exactly as safe as he wanted it to be, but it would be easier to deal with, or distract that beast, if they were two instead of one.
At this point, he had drowned Foofie and her talk of puppies out. There were far more important things around him competing for his attention. Case in point: the puppy she was gushing over.
With that in mind, he forced himself from the glide, forcing all the air his pinions could contain behind him, sending hurtling towards whatever being screamed. Without much time to learn, he could only jerkily zoom through the air, moving in rapid, erratic lines that was definitely not suited for combat in the need ever arose, but was enough to get him from point A to point B in a pinch, granted it did leave him somewhat dizzy. He would flap, forcing air behind him or below him, as he still had no idea how to do both at once, his form careening violently though the heavens, his paths of movement much too rigid and unstable to be called true flight.
He could fell he was learning, slowly making it so that each of the limbs were 'rolling' through the air, pushing it back as well as downwards, but what one learns in a few moments rarely counts for anything when the next thing he knew, He found himself face to face with another beast, a monster that seemed to spy him from afar and chose that moment to make an appearance.
He no longer thought, instead he allowed his body to move prioritizing his safety above all else, The distance between them closed as he shifted into a flip, his feet coming from behind and his wings vanishing just in time to strike the wolf square in the head with all of his momentum behind him, He could see the beast hurtle backwards, through some undergrowth and into another group of three wolves before coming to a complete stop, each monster with their eyes on him now that he drew the latest attack. He landed on the forest floor, the worst place he could possibly be, with a crouch, spying the form of an elf, at least if the pointed ears were of any indication, to his far left, before he sent her a light wave.
Oh, this will be fun...
He drew the sword on his hip, gripping strange new leather in his left hand before settling the flat of the blade on his shoulder and playing with the pommel with his right hand. His feet adjusted optimally, opting to fashion themselves as if he was wielding his favorite weapon rather than the much lighter gunblade he was given as he entered the game. His eyes dead set on the four beast, he called out to the elf, just one simple question on his lips.
"How many of them do you want?"
Next one up, time to enter beast mode
On the subject of his new appendages, they could dematerialize, shifting from massive sails that made walking across the dense vegetation an practical impossibility, to... well he couldn't really see but Foofie, the helpful and yet horribly demented soul, pointed out that they just melted into his back. A first this made travel possible, but then he had them, so the though crossed his mind. I have them, and the game had just begun, so why not practice using them first. He, being a person who was pragmatic as much as he was bored most of the time, decided that preparation would indeed be the best course of action. Who knows, it might even provide him with some measure of entertainment.
He could almost feel himself cringe, wishing he had not tempted fate in such an obvious manner.
As he first concluded, he could take off quite easily, the power of several pinions more than enough to send him straight through the forest canopy and into the open 'sky', and though they were not good for anything but keeping him hovering above ground, they seemed to be able to be dispelled during midair. This gave him the idea of using those things as a springboard so to speak, allowing him to take off, then to 'jump' once more by using his wings as a means of propulsion. It seemed ingenious at the time, almost a perfect solution to his mobility problem.
Also, that was the exact reason he hung from the treetops. He made a miscalculation on the flight path, and as soon as he flapped his materialized wings once more, he found himself hurting towards the canopy before crashing to a halt, hanging high above the ground suspended by nothing more than his own new limbs. He couldn't just dematerlize them, not when they needed time time to reform, another painful lesson taught to him by the cold unforgiving ground. What was worse? This was probably the eighth time since he started trying, and each time he ended up in such a compromising position.
At least the fall damage function, as well as most of the physics programmed into the original file are working. He thought sardonically, before again highlighting the mental not to shake hands with and or drive to suicide whoever messed up the code to that extent. Well, time to go down again.
Without another word, his wings vanished once more, lending his body to the grasp of gravity as he descended quickly towards the forest floor. He fell gracelessly to the ground, dropping like a stone before landing with too many rolls and slamming his back against a tree, shaking the leaves above him as he groaned in frustration. He felt a little pain, much of the force taken by the rolls he did, and the wings that suddenly unfurled just before he struck hard bark, but more than that his failure, as a hacker and apparently as a flyer, cut deeper than any virtual wound.
"Lets' go again~ Lets' go again~ Lets' go again!" There was also the fact that Foofie didn't seem to be the type to watch such a spectacular failure without comment. It happened several times but each repetition seemed to egg the AI on rather than dull the impact of his failures. As mocking as it was, the AI had a point, he did need to try, and undoubtedly fail, numerous times before getting the hang of this new, superfluously annoying system, and as long as the AI did nothing to antagonize him outright, or say move to outwardly strike him, he would deal with her, it was a her right?, meager verbal abuse.
He was already hurting towards the heavens for probably the thirteenth time when a strange cry for quite a way away echoed faintly into his ears. "SOMEONE HELP!!" It sounded somewhat close from where he was hovering, and oddly strange since he assumed that the people around him would at least be experienced enough to deal with something. The reason for the scream soon came forth when a wolf, or rather a large cainine monster, appeared below him, pouncing upon the very ground his body used to occupy before he took to the sky. He idly recalled howling in the winds during his seventh attempt, though quite frankly, he was much too engrossed in his gaining his wings to deal with some average mon...
"Is that thing level 15?!" He cried out in uncharacteristic surprise, sensing amusement from behind him, undoubtedly coming from the sly AI. He could question how it managed to maintain altitude and move in three dimensions later, he could not deal with a monster literally fifteen times more powerful than he was, not when his 'build' ensured that one quick strike would be the end of him. Looking on the bright side, much like how eagles learned through dropping to their death, he now had some motivation to stay above ground. It would probably be safer with whoever screamed, not exactly as safe as he wanted it to be, but it would be easier to deal with, or distract that beast, if they were two instead of one.
At this point, he had drowned Foofie and her talk of puppies out. There were far more important things around him competing for his attention. Case in point: the puppy she was gushing over.
With that in mind, he forced himself from the glide, forcing all the air his pinions could contain behind him, sending hurtling towards whatever being screamed. Without much time to learn, he could only jerkily zoom through the air, moving in rapid, erratic lines that was definitely not suited for combat in the need ever arose, but was enough to get him from point A to point B in a pinch, granted it did leave him somewhat dizzy. He would flap, forcing air behind him or below him, as he still had no idea how to do both at once, his form careening violently though the heavens, his paths of movement much too rigid and unstable to be called true flight.
He could fell he was learning, slowly making it so that each of the limbs were 'rolling' through the air, pushing it back as well as downwards, but what one learns in a few moments rarely counts for anything when the next thing he knew, He found himself face to face with another beast, a monster that seemed to spy him from afar and chose that moment to make an appearance.
He no longer thought, instead he allowed his body to move prioritizing his safety above all else, The distance between them closed as he shifted into a flip, his feet coming from behind and his wings vanishing just in time to strike the wolf square in the head with all of his momentum behind him, He could see the beast hurtle backwards, through some undergrowth and into another group of three wolves before coming to a complete stop, each monster with their eyes on him now that he drew the latest attack. He landed on the forest floor, the worst place he could possibly be, with a crouch, spying the form of an elf, at least if the pointed ears were of any indication, to his far left, before he sent her a light wave.
Oh, this will be fun...
He drew the sword on his hip, gripping strange new leather in his left hand before settling the flat of the blade on his shoulder and playing with the pommel with his right hand. His feet adjusted optimally, opting to fashion themselves as if he was wielding his favorite weapon rather than the much lighter gunblade he was given as he entered the game. His eyes dead set on the four beast, he called out to the elf, just one simple question on his lips.
"How many of them do you want?"
Next one up, time to enter beast mode
The Beasty Incarnate
Dr.Monty's Gumballs
So, after being kicked out of the town, which he wanted to be in so badly, he had went and sat on a stump on and counted his ammo and clips, he really didn't know what he was going to be using it for, even if he had to go and waste it on some boss he never seen before, but he wanted to be careful. So he sat and looked around, not seeing much in the world but the animated birds flying around, until he heard a fatal scream, "SOMEONE HELP!!" He heard as he looked around "Someone must be hunting someone" he said as he waited to hear it again, and sure enough he did as he get up and started to search, he couldn't find the source until he found out where it was as he started to sprint to the location as he though to himself I'm glad that my agility is good as he made it to the group that was helping the young lady as he pulled up his assault rifle and aimed, chuckling as he said to the group, "Level 15 huh, I'm ready when you are." He said as he switched off the safety
(I now believe that it is @Jacob Berry or @Muze , I don't remember xD and sorry I'm late!)
(I now believe that it is @Jacob Berry or @Muze , I don't remember xD and sorry I'm late!)
Kabyt
Member
Kathe was becoming irritated and was going to give another kick when she heard a voice from above her predators. Oi Miss Need Some help? Come up here it is safe! Ha lot good that would do her, two sets of nasty jaws between her and freedom as it were her tails fluffed out and she gave another swipe at the first snout. A hollering yelp expelled from the beast and Kathe felt a small triumph, however she realized moments later that it was due to another ladies attack!
Kathe’s head would pop up seconds after the wulfs vanished her ears swiveling about until they located the skirmish going on not far to their immediate right. She looked up at Swordsman lazing about in the tree “We need to help her!” She said simply then sprang from her hole. Landing was still a bit wobbly but she managed to balance in the end and then was springing in the direction of Nemita and the wulfs.
She didn’t have far to spring before a many… MANY winged man came hurtling down before her. Large dual colored eyes seemed to swirl with confusion as he struck a 4th Shaed wulf into the original three, Nemit would have to dive to get out of the way but when all was said in done as the group assembled about the Wulfs now Kathe realized they all looked so badass! She was practically giddy with joy now. No longer afraid anymore it was time to deal some damage back on the Wulfs!
She lifted a hand an snatched the Bell from her collar it rang once and continued to chime at the jerk of every turn her hand made as she wove an illusion into the air with her hands. She was a little clumsy at first but grew more confident as her hands started to glow through the process. As the end of the weaving her hands were practically on fire and throwing the now glowing bright fire bell into the sky she watched as it exploded and a tiny bird like cat creature appeared, it was sort of a griffen and yet at the same time sort of resembled an owl!
The tiny creature trilled and Kathe squeaked back giggling “Pretty!” The damn fairy would re appear and annoyed say “Yes yes you have an Aether! Now command it to fight!” The fairy exploded into the shadow form of a person and danced a new set of moves out for her. She mimicked them this time and smiled as with a fighter’s strike and kick and follow up punch towards the wolves the tiny summon screeched and flew towards them. From its strange bill three brilliant blue fireballs expelled and hurled towards the wolves.
Kathe’s head would pop up seconds after the wulfs vanished her ears swiveling about until they located the skirmish going on not far to their immediate right. She looked up at Swordsman lazing about in the tree “We need to help her!” She said simply then sprang from her hole. Landing was still a bit wobbly but she managed to balance in the end and then was springing in the direction of Nemita and the wulfs.
She didn’t have far to spring before a many… MANY winged man came hurtling down before her. Large dual colored eyes seemed to swirl with confusion as he struck a 4th Shaed wulf into the original three, Nemit would have to dive to get out of the way but when all was said in done as the group assembled about the Wulfs now Kathe realized they all looked so badass! She was practically giddy with joy now. No longer afraid anymore it was time to deal some damage back on the Wulfs!
She lifted a hand an snatched the Bell from her collar it rang once and continued to chime at the jerk of every turn her hand made as she wove an illusion into the air with her hands. She was a little clumsy at first but grew more confident as her hands started to glow through the process. As the end of the weaving her hands were practically on fire and throwing the now glowing bright fire bell into the sky she watched as it exploded and a tiny bird like cat creature appeared, it was sort of a griffen and yet at the same time sort of resembled an owl!
The tiny creature trilled and Kathe squeaked back giggling “Pretty!” The damn fairy would re appear and annoyed say “Yes yes you have an Aether! Now command it to fight!” The fairy exploded into the shadow form of a person and danced a new set of moves out for her. She mimicked them this time and smiled as with a fighter’s strike and kick and follow up punch towards the wolves the tiny summon screeched and flew towards them. From its strange bill three brilliant blue fireballs expelled and hurled towards the wolves.
Silsa
Member
To fight, or not to fight that was the question. Reason faded away as his expression turned grey, like a storm clouds flying overhead, as his grip tightened around his blade in silent preparation of whatever the canines would present them. This was... energy based if he was not mistaken, magic damage more that physical therefore he would need to act before it was fired, lest it strike them down right then and there. He was what one called a glass cannon after all, one who could easily deal as much damage as possible in the smallest of timeframes, though if he was struck, even once, by these level 15 opponents, he would die.
For some reason, he felt like smiling as he stared into the cold eyes of the wolves, instinct driving them to move while his own demanded their blood.
This was a death match, no matter how one looked at it, only he had a solid chance of leaving this confrontation alive, and that was just due to the fact that he could achieve some mockery of flight every now and again. If there was any indication that they were forced to be a team, Foofie already said so in her annoyingly cheerful chime. If they split up, most likely the access would be revoked and he would be waiting to be killed, alone and without support. He needed to rephrase the question, To kill them now, or to allow them to kill us? There was no acutal choice of course, though he would have to keep with the group and survive if they, or he most importantly, wanted to continue.
He could live with those odds.
Well, no time like the present after all, and he would have loved to start testing what he could do as a level one user. "Now, let's see just how useful my ability is... come forth." From out of the ground below him, a machine golem, something with the appearance of a sleek mechanized robot, a mecha if his knowledge of popular culture was still up to par. It reached his lower torso, just above his hip in height, though he could not care less about it's appearance, rather he needed the unit for it's ability. He could only smile as it transformed, closing in on itself and thinning behind a veil of light before it returned to him in a form he could almost describe as nostalgic.
Before him floated a full sized Zweihandler, much thicker and longer than it needed to be but for the moment it suited him just fine.
He tested its balance with a single hand, allowing the massive blade to flow with the strength of an initial swing before following up with his secondary weapon, a much lighter gunblade, allowing a veritable storm of blades surround him for a moment. The girl, feisty looking feline that one, seemed to have her fun by dealing first blood, it was his turn to work a little magic before doing anything else.
Before the wolves knew it, he was upon them, once more in their ranks after being propelled by the turbulent gales under his feathered pinions before he struck with the momentum of one of the heaviest blades ever wielded. The couldn't even yelp as one was struck, a heavy blade striking it straight in the side crown and sending it careening a few meters back as the lighter weapon stung another opponent in the opposite direction, returning his body from a harsh twist to deliver a blinding thrust towards the hide of another beast. The other pair before him ceased their channeling, opting to attack the winged man with fang and claw, but the wings of light would not be denied; Damascus flapping once with all his might as is blade rebounded against the tough hide of the canine monster, propelling himself back to the group as he called forth a wall of wind.
"I've had my fun." He commented lazily as he landed on his feet with nary a sound, the power in his wings now more under his control as he decelerated before landing, almost as if he had dealt quite the amount of damage to the creatures literally fifteen times more powerful than he was. The omnipotent persona was always the best and easiest to channel given these situations, though such a facade was shattered even as the wolves once more dawned the maws of darkness "You fellows prefer to run, or try our luck, for I assume we have to escape this obstacle together or not at all?"
He supposed that it would be best if he got to deciding, but group setting factored in, he would have to wait before making a move to rush back into the fray or hightail it out of there. Of course, one insane side of him still asked. Wonder what would happen if they did attack with whatever that is?
@Kabyt Please tag whoever is next =))
For some reason, he felt like smiling as he stared into the cold eyes of the wolves, instinct driving them to move while his own demanded their blood.
This was a death match, no matter how one looked at it, only he had a solid chance of leaving this confrontation alive, and that was just due to the fact that he could achieve some mockery of flight every now and again. If there was any indication that they were forced to be a team, Foofie already said so in her annoyingly cheerful chime. If they split up, most likely the access would be revoked and he would be waiting to be killed, alone and without support. He needed to rephrase the question, To kill them now, or to allow them to kill us? There was no acutal choice of course, though he would have to keep with the group and survive if they, or he most importantly, wanted to continue.
He could live with those odds.
Well, no time like the present after all, and he would have loved to start testing what he could do as a level one user. "Now, let's see just how useful my ability is... come forth." From out of the ground below him, a machine golem, something with the appearance of a sleek mechanized robot, a mecha if his knowledge of popular culture was still up to par. It reached his lower torso, just above his hip in height, though he could not care less about it's appearance, rather he needed the unit for it's ability. He could only smile as it transformed, closing in on itself and thinning behind a veil of light before it returned to him in a form he could almost describe as nostalgic.
Before him floated a full sized Zweihandler, much thicker and longer than it needed to be but for the moment it suited him just fine.
He tested its balance with a single hand, allowing the massive blade to flow with the strength of an initial swing before following up with his secondary weapon, a much lighter gunblade, allowing a veritable storm of blades surround him for a moment. The girl, feisty looking feline that one, seemed to have her fun by dealing first blood, it was his turn to work a little magic before doing anything else.
Before the wolves knew it, he was upon them, once more in their ranks after being propelled by the turbulent gales under his feathered pinions before he struck with the momentum of one of the heaviest blades ever wielded. The couldn't even yelp as one was struck, a heavy blade striking it straight in the side crown and sending it careening a few meters back as the lighter weapon stung another opponent in the opposite direction, returning his body from a harsh twist to deliver a blinding thrust towards the hide of another beast. The other pair before him ceased their channeling, opting to attack the winged man with fang and claw, but the wings of light would not be denied; Damascus flapping once with all his might as is blade rebounded against the tough hide of the canine monster, propelling himself back to the group as he called forth a wall of wind.
"I've had my fun." He commented lazily as he landed on his feet with nary a sound, the power in his wings now more under his control as he decelerated before landing, almost as if he had dealt quite the amount of damage to the creatures literally fifteen times more powerful than he was. The omnipotent persona was always the best and easiest to channel given these situations, though such a facade was shattered even as the wolves once more dawned the maws of darkness "You fellows prefer to run, or try our luck, for I assume we have to escape this obstacle together or not at all?"
He supposed that it would be best if he got to deciding, but group setting factored in, he would have to wait before making a move to rush back into the fray or hightail it out of there. Of course, one insane side of him still asked. Wonder what would happen if they did attack with whatever that is?
@Kabyt Please tag whoever is next =))
Kabyt
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Kindos
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Nemita soon found herself in a quagmire of situations due the actions she took. Did she make the right decision taking the heat off the cat lady? Wondering to herself as she realized two of the three wolves she had the attention of soon spreading to the rear angles behind her. Instinct told her to try and keep an eye on all three of the Shaed Wolves, but the on in front of her made it very clear that she was to keep most of her attention on it, doing feint snap strikes at her every time Nemita tried to look away from it to locate the other two. This wasn't good for her, at this rate she was going to die and although it was just a game, she couldn't be recorded as the player who was first blood to the game. "Dammit... I have to think of something and soon." She said in a slight panic, trying to look around only to be stopped by the wolf in front of her once more.
Before there was anytime to think of her next move, a player of celestial stature came down from the sky to the battlefield with many massive wings. Had this not been a game one might think this person to be a guardian angel sent down from heaven to change the tide of battle. Though the entrance was majestic, it also showed a new problem, for now there were four wolves instead of three as one came hurtling into the fray with the winged mans entrance. Nemita had no choice but to dive out of the way of the incoming wolf who toppled into the one her attention was mainly focused on. It seemed as though she would no longer be the main point of aggro, the winged man's attack made sure of that. However she leaped back a few times to line herself up with the rest of her current allies.
Nemita collected herself as cat lady summoned her familiar and used it to attack as he did, having the griffon like creature shoot the blue fireballs while winged man summoned his mecha, using it to attack and following up with a strike of his own creating a fury of blades strikes for the opponent. The two put on a brilliant display of power as they attacked one after another, Nemita certainly couldn't sit and watch from the sidelines as the two made their first strikes. Finally able to look around, she noticed that all the tall trees created a light blanket of shadows with only mere patches of light shinning through. "I can work with this, especially with the ability i have." She said quietly to herself as a confident smirk crept on to her face.
Slowly walking out into combat once more, activating the skill as she did so, she made her target a wolf who seemed to be creeping on the two players fighting looking to make a sort of surprise attack. By gauge of its health, the wolf appeared to be the one that was initially on her tail from the beginning. As Nemita drew nearer to the stalking wolf, she thought about what the fairy AI had showed her about her skill, whipping tendrils and shadow concealment. With that in mind she acted, whipping the wolf three times in rapid succession, once with each tendril before falling backwards into the ground, folding herself in the shadows and disappearing from sight. The Shaed Wolf would aggressively turn to the attack who was no longer there, slowly it would move in the direction of the attack in attempt to locate its attacker, but it showed no success.
The Shaed wolf would pass Nemita's location, using this to her advantage she sprang from the shadows and leap into the air with a spin. Holding her scythe at a horizontal angle, slicing the wolf not once but twice as she made two full rotations before landing with one hand planted firmly on the ground whole the other was stretched out to her side gripping the scythe near the blade as the rest of its shaft spaned her arm length and continued past her upper back. Nemita smirked as she looked back up to the wolf. She leaped in to the air again, performing aerial acrobatics over the wolf landing behind it only to continue running towards the others.
She came to a skidding stop, rejoining the other players in time to hear the man of celestial stature speak. Without hesitation Nemita interjected her thoughts on the matter. "Well in most games running is a good way to make your way out of combat, that or heading to a town or "safe zone" where they would usually stop chasing or be killed by NPC guards. But can we really consider this to be one of those games? I mean we only just started and look at the situation we are in." Nemita stopped, looking at the approaching wolves knowing that they had to make a choice fast for they might be locked in combat again before they knew it. "With the way the game is going now, what do you think will happen if we do get killed? it is just a game after all, won't we just respawn?" The winged man was right, they really only had two options, fight and most likely die or attempt to flee with no idea of whats to come if the wolves aren't defeated. Nemita was ready for whatever decision the group came to, after all she didn't want to have to leave from the group in an area so hostile and dangerous.
(I know it wasn't exactly my turn in the post order, but i wanted to make up for the skipped turn due to my absence. I also believe it would be your turn @Kabyt?)
Before there was anytime to think of her next move, a player of celestial stature came down from the sky to the battlefield with many massive wings. Had this not been a game one might think this person to be a guardian angel sent down from heaven to change the tide of battle. Though the entrance was majestic, it also showed a new problem, for now there were four wolves instead of three as one came hurtling into the fray with the winged mans entrance. Nemita had no choice but to dive out of the way of the incoming wolf who toppled into the one her attention was mainly focused on. It seemed as though she would no longer be the main point of aggro, the winged man's attack made sure of that. However she leaped back a few times to line herself up with the rest of her current allies.
Nemita collected herself as cat lady summoned her familiar and used it to attack as he did, having the griffon like creature shoot the blue fireballs while winged man summoned his mecha, using it to attack and following up with a strike of his own creating a fury of blades strikes for the opponent. The two put on a brilliant display of power as they attacked one after another, Nemita certainly couldn't sit and watch from the sidelines as the two made their first strikes. Finally able to look around, she noticed that all the tall trees created a light blanket of shadows with only mere patches of light shinning through. "I can work with this, especially with the ability i have." She said quietly to herself as a confident smirk crept on to her face.
Slowly walking out into combat once more, activating the skill as she did so, she made her target a wolf who seemed to be creeping on the two players fighting looking to make a sort of surprise attack. By gauge of its health, the wolf appeared to be the one that was initially on her tail from the beginning. As Nemita drew nearer to the stalking wolf, she thought about what the fairy AI had showed her about her skill, whipping tendrils and shadow concealment. With that in mind she acted, whipping the wolf three times in rapid succession, once with each tendril before falling backwards into the ground, folding herself in the shadows and disappearing from sight. The Shaed Wolf would aggressively turn to the attack who was no longer there, slowly it would move in the direction of the attack in attempt to locate its attacker, but it showed no success.
The Shaed wolf would pass Nemita's location, using this to her advantage she sprang from the shadows and leap into the air with a spin. Holding her scythe at a horizontal angle, slicing the wolf not once but twice as she made two full rotations before landing with one hand planted firmly on the ground whole the other was stretched out to her side gripping the scythe near the blade as the rest of its shaft spaned her arm length and continued past her upper back. Nemita smirked as she looked back up to the wolf. She leaped in to the air again, performing aerial acrobatics over the wolf landing behind it only to continue running towards the others.
She came to a skidding stop, rejoining the other players in time to hear the man of celestial stature speak. Without hesitation Nemita interjected her thoughts on the matter. "Well in most games running is a good way to make your way out of combat, that or heading to a town or "safe zone" where they would usually stop chasing or be killed by NPC guards. But can we really consider this to be one of those games? I mean we only just started and look at the situation we are in." Nemita stopped, looking at the approaching wolves knowing that they had to make a choice fast for they might be locked in combat again before they knew it. "With the way the game is going now, what do you think will happen if we do get killed? it is just a game after all, won't we just respawn?" The winged man was right, they really only had two options, fight and most likely die or attempt to flee with no idea of whats to come if the wolves aren't defeated. Nemita was ready for whatever decision the group came to, after all she didn't want to have to leave from the group in an area so hostile and dangerous.
(I know it wasn't exactly my turn in the post order, but i wanted to make up for the skipped turn due to my absence. I also believe it would be your turn @Kabyt?)
Kabyt
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( @The beast of all men 's turn )
Kabyt
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( Will post this evening if @The beast of all men hasn't posted by then he/she will be skipped. )
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