[hider=Kaine Lee]
[color=lightgreen]Level:[/color][color=lightskyblue]1[/color]
[color=lightgreen]Experience Points:[/color]/////[color=lightskyblue]XP: 0[/color]

[color=lightgreen]STRENGTH:[/color][color=lightskyblue] (This stat determines physical strength. Melee damage, how much you can carry in your inventory, and other tests of strength are affected. 2[/color]

[color=lightgreen]DURABILITY:[/color][color=lightskyblue](Durability is utilized in the regards of taking damage. The more points in this stat, the more the individual can withstand pain or attacks.) 10 (+2)[/color]

[color=lightgreen]INTELLIGENCE:[/color][color=lightskyblue] (Intelligence is a useful stat. Skills are easier to learn and more experience points come as bonus.) 8[/color]

[color=lightgreen]AGILITY:[/color][color=lightskyblue](Agility deals with reflexes, evading attacks, and overall speed.) 9[/color]

[color=lightgreen]PERCEPTION:[/color][color=lightskyblue](Perception affects aiming with projectile weapons. This statistic is also great for detecting traps, enemies, and ambushes.) 6[/color]

[color=lightgreen]LUCK:[/color][color=lightskyblue](Luck affects chances of critical hits, loot drops, and other matters.) 5[/color]
[/hider]
Kaine blinked, a half-empty bottle of Sprite held to his lips. To be honest, he hadn't been paying much attention to the others gathered in the room, eyes glued to the flat screen TV before him from his position at the back, leaning against the wall as he - like everyone else - awaited the start of the much-anticipated program. For him, anyways. It was apparently meant to be something completely new and original, and Kaine's curiosity was peaked. Nothing much was original nowadays in the entertainment industry. He wanted to see how the producers would pull this one off. 

Needless to say, he was caught completely blindsided when [i]everything[/i] went weird. I mean, who the hell would believe the TV suddenly became a miniature blackhole and decided to suck everything in? He just experienced it and it wasn't quite registering in his head. Was the Sprite spiked? Was he hallucinating right now? ...The pain in his back from where the corner of a random table seemed real enough, though. And the soaked hem of his shirt from the spilt drink felt cool and smelled real. 

Pushing himself to his feet, Kaine sighed softly as his surrounding descended into predictable chaos. Did anyone else besides him realise they were acting out a cliche "mass freaking-out" scene when something totally out-of-this-world happened? Slowly edging away from the epi-center of noise and tears, he took the opportunity to scan his new surroundings. Huh. They were somehow transported into the Wild West. More specifically, a tavern in the Wild West. Time travel? Dimensional travel? Despite the bottle of alcohol arranged neatly in the cabinet behind the bar counter and the opened bottle of whiskey beside a shot glass placed haphazardly next to the TV, there was no bartender in sight. Or any other patrons besides them. 

The noise of static crackled again, succeeding in quietening most people and the woman appeared on screen once more. Kaine's gaze did not waver from the screen when the woman started talking, absorbing the small information dump with a growing sense of incredulity and fascination. Well, this idea certainly is original, he'll give them that. 

Eyeing the new portal distrustfully, Kaine pursed his lips for a moment, deep in thought. Then he shrugged and stepped towards is when it was clear no one else was going to be the first. Glancing over his shoulder at the murmur of discomfort that rose due to his actions, he cocked an eyebrow. "What? Do you all really want to be stuck here until you starve to death or worse? Look on the bright side. That lady said this is the first channel, yeah? So one down, a hundred to go. One step closer to getting home."