Aeris

Shinobi: The Ninja Way

As me and Asuu decided; not only Phoenix was somewhat unfit (not saying this rudely, mind) but inactive. So we officially removed him from this roleplay; the CS above your post is the one taking his place.

Which by the way, Hillan, I will let Asuu review instead of me. c:

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So yeah, I posted. Kept it simple, since there'll be having a timeskip... Though, when exactly the timeskip will occur?

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"Ahahahaha, man!"

Spinning his axe above him before bringing it down on a poor boar-pixel-creature, Whimsical laughed heartily, his long, black hair which reached the back of his knees moving with each movement he made- it was majestic as heck. Not only that, the man was burly, tall; powerfully built to be a barbarian. He carried the two-handed axe with such ease that one could assume that he'd carry it with one hand just as easily. "Yoohoo!" Spotting another boar, he quickly sprinted towards the creature, holding the axe down before he leaped and brought it up, descending it into the creature with one powerful strike. The creature recoiled back and began to charge towards Whimsical, who side-stepped it, dragging the axe against it's sides; that was the last one. Quest completed. He couldn't explain how lovely this felt; he had got the combat down pretty well in the first few minutes of gaming and he loved it. Being... actually strong, different; being no match for a boar.

... And then, there was this odd, strange bell sound and before he could even take it in consideration; bam, there he was at the city- not only him, but everyone else. Whimsical glanced up at the sky, perking an eyebrow. [i]"Special event?"[/b] He whispered, mostly to himself, his green, sparkling eyes glancing towards the others. A hooded figure formed above them and began speaking nosense.

Akihiko Kayaba said "Attention players. I welcome you to my world. My name is Akihiko Kayaba, and as of this moment, I am in control of this world. I'm sure most of you have already noticed an item missing from your main menues; the log out button. Let me assure you, this is not a defect of the game. I repeat, this is not a defect. This is how Sword Art Online was designed to be. You cannot log yourselves out of S.A.O and no one from the outside will be able to shut down or remove the nerve gear from your head. If anyone attempts to do so, a transmitter inside the nerve gear will discharge a microwave signal into your skull, destroying your brain and ending your life. Despite my warning, the family and friends of some of the players have attempted removing the nerve gear. An unfortunate decision to to say the least. As a result, the game now has 213 less players than when it began. They've been deleted both from Aincrad and the real world."

"The fuck, honestly?" Whimsical once again glanced at those who were by his side, giving them inquiring, curious looks; some returned the same lost look, others were already on the verge of crying. Whimsical himself was barely understanding what exactly was going on... Or rather, he was having trouble believing and accepting this. No way... Trapped in this world? Really?

Akihiko Kayaba said "It is important you remember the following: There is no longer any way to revive someone within the game. If your HP drops to zero, your avatar will be deleted from the system, forever. And the nerve gear will simultaneously destroy your brain. There is only one way for a player to escape; you must clear the game. Right now, you are gathered here on floor one, the lowest level of Aincrad. If you can get thru the dungeon and defeat the boss, you may advance to the next floor. Defeat the boss on floor 100 and you will clear the game. Last but not least, I've placed a little present in the item storage of every player. Please, have a look."

Oh, now Whimsical could understand it. Basically, they were living in this world opposed to reality; and holy shit, how that sucked. How... The hell was he supposed to keep his cool with this? His hand slowly moved up to his face, as if he'd manage to hold himself up with this act. His eyes were widen, pupils dilated; the shock was too extreme for him. Moving the hand which was in his face forward, clicking the air; he accessed his item menu and noticed the mirror there. He took it, looking himself over. Hmm, not too bad- Wait, what in the actual hell? So, to better emphasise the fact that they were living in this world opposed to reality, that imbecile even turned their avatars into themselves? His hand briefly ran over his red hair, his amber eyes scanning around himself. How was everyone dealing with this, honestly?

Akihiko Kayaba said "Right now, you're all probably wondering why. Why would Akihiko Kayaba, developer of Sword Art Online and Nerve Gear do this? Ultimately, my goal was a simple one. The reason I created Sword Art Online was to control the fate of a world of my design. As you can see, i have achieved my goal. This marks the end of the tutorial, and the official launch of Sword Art Online. Players, I wish you the best of luck."

"Yeah, thank you for granting us luck in not dying, freak!" Whimsical shouted, expressing how frustated- and somewhat scared he was, right now. But... He couldn't allow these emotions to overtake him, no. He'd need to become strong- so he'd never die, not even get anywhere close to it. This was the floor one, it was highly unlikely that they'd be facing boars all the way to the 100th floor. Rolling his shoulders, he moved towards a woman who previously handed him the quest to kill ten boars- turning it in, he received a bit of experience and money. "... Damn, man. This is totally not my type of game."

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How many characters are we allowed?

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I made certain edits to Whimsical; most of them just adding tidbits of info, however theres one which I should make mention. I removed all the points he had in stealth to add into battle healing, as I don't see why a double-handed axe user needs to be stealthy. c:

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Shadowcatcher said
@neroyes what...?

You asked if I had other questions. I replied yes, and asked it (:

Also, only now I realized your signature keeps changing. Bummer.

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Yes.



Why is this so damn distracting?

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I agree with this. What about the profession points thingy? It will stick to 30?

By the way, my character has the highest health points 'o' I think. I hope so. *badass face here*

Athalia Academy

I pooosted after a long, long time.

And it was a sucky, suck post. *face with shades*

Athalia Academy

Bael - Somewhere in Athalia

"I see."

Bael had been sitting unmovably for... a long, long while. The most awkward thing wasn't him sitting, however; it was the fact that he was literally at the roof of the main building. How this odd demon got himself there, however, was a mystery. He was in a cross legged position, both of his eyes closed, hands clasped over his own lap. He had changed into the clothes that Lily help him buy moments ago. After all, looking stylish was an absolute need when meeting with your... old friends. And superiors.

Bael's cold, blue eyes opened.

He could sense them nearing; even able to distinct who they were exactly. The hollow, hungry aura: Apophis. And then... the burning hatred of Thane. Bael took an unnecessary deep breathe, exhaling it in the form of a pleased sigh, so it was starting... Chaos, screaming, crying. Bael could practically see this already, but not now. It was too soon and he doubted that Apophis and Thane would attack the academy themselves- it was highly likely that they had other... minor demons with them. Slowly pushing himself up, Bael looked around him, he could see the whole academy from here, with the exception of the interior and most of the students, except some in open areas- such as the garden. Rolling his shoulders around he clasped his hands together behind his back, walking to the edge of the roof. Now, the waiting game was about to start... Ah, the anxiety building inside him, the desire to... see things slowly unfolding as these poor friendly students found out that they were being endangered because of only one angel.

"All you have to do is give her to them, and they'll be gone." Bael murmured under his breath, grinning a cruel, merciless grin. Geez, how he was hoping that someone would say that- and if no one did, he surely had to play the devil. A simple whisper, a rumor; She's an angel and they're after her! And things would sky-rocket into every student afraid to get along with Lily, the sheer fear after presencing Apophis in action was likely enough to make their minds weak, sufficiently to get corrupted with the most... unappealing ideas. It was not cruelty, no, Bael wasn't cruel. He was a demon, a curious demon- his interest in humanity and their hearts, their emotions. This was the perfect opportunity to study, study things which he couldn't study in a book... To presence emotion itself. Ah...

"AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH!"