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Imma join this

Name: James Hunter
Species: human
Gender: male
Appearance:
Age: 17
Job(character must be over 14 to be 'hired'. Can have an apprenticeship): Mercenary/Bounty Hunter
Equipment:
Faction(not required in the slightest): none. he doesn't like big factions.
History that may effect any storyline: (Can this be TBR?))

i'll finish my CS later.
James yawned, and said, "You guys can go fight little low level monsters. I'm gonna go do that damn level 73 dungeon I've been trying to get the right equipment for the past month." He started to walk out. "So if you guys need me, I'll be at the Hell's Gate dungeon."
James carefully crept up to the witch and pointed his shotgun at her, the end of the barrel only inches from her head. He pulled the trigger, and her brains splattered all over the room behind her, while her body slumped to the ground, dead. James then put away his shotgun. "And that's how we deal with bitches," he said, standing up and smirking.
James went to the guild building. "Am I the only one that realized I was trapped as soon as I logged into the damn game?" He sighed. He'd deal with the dungeon later. The only reason he was in this damn guild was because they'd invited him, and because he liked the name. He normally didn't like guilds.
Yeah. But of course Sparda can use the sword's full powers, since he created the damn thing in the first place. XD
if we do that, can I be the one person that's not in a guild? I very rarely join guilds in games. :P even though I'm good friends with the leaders of some pretty strong guilds in games. XD
James whispered, "A shotgun at point blank can kill her while she's still sobbing...stay here. I'll take care of her..." He slowly cocked his shotgun so it wouldn't make too much noise.
Name: Sparda
Appearance:
World: Devil May Cry Series (the originals. not the shitty remake)
Powers/Weapons/Abilities:
"Home alone all day. Perfect. Time to test that new greatsword."
Username: CrimsonBlade
Password: Fuckyou

James smirked as he logged into the game, and the first thing he did was went to the nearest dungeon, but just as he was about to enter it, he felt sleepy and dozed off. When he awoke, he looked around. He was...inside the game? This had to be a dream. Then he felt the wind blowing. Nope. Not a dream. "What the fuck?" he wondered, looking around. He was in front of the dungeon he was going to enter. He looked at his hands. He was wearing the same armor as his character. Wait...he had become his character. He then decided to test something, and tried to log out. Nope, not working. He checked his friends' list and sent out a message to all of them. "So, am I the only one that can't log out? Or are the rest of you stuck too?"
James looked at her. "Well, I guess we make our way through this building. Then he heard something and turned off his flashlight. The sound was a quiet sobbing. "Witch..." he mumbled as he picked up his shotgun. "We'll need to be quiet..." he whispered. "Don't want to startle her..."
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