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    1. Lord Santa 12 yrs ago

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11 yrs ago
Current Opening a jar of honey didn't go so well. Washed most of it off, but my wrists are still sticky for some reason.
11 yrs ago
Summer is sooooo sheeeeeeeeeeeet
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11 yrs ago
Finally have decent internet. Got connected to the National Broadband Network, see. With this speed, I can finally rule the world.
11 yrs ago
You know that rabbit I mentioned? Turns out there's 3 of them.
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11 yrs ago
So, there's this rabbit outside my house, and I'm not sure what to do with it. It sits there sometimes, eating grass and staring into space. It isn't mine, though, so it runs off when we approach.
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Things weren't looking up today, but Taro hadn't yet counted a day where things were looking 'up' for him. Breathing heavily, his eyes scanned the dimly lit building, searching for his pursuer. Gun at the ready, he slowly walked towards the doorway in front of him, leading to the world outside and maybe, his chasers. Who were they? He didn't know. A gunner with an sniper rifle, and a few traps, maybe. An aspiring sniper? As far as taro saw, they were around level 2, but he hadn't gotten a good look because he was far away.

Taro poked his head outside of the building, only to snap back as a bullet hit the wall next to his face. Taro scrambled back inside. The aspiring sniper wasn't the best shot, but Taro wasn't the best guy and he was at least a level below his opponent. Then there was only one thing to do. Taro stuck his head out again, jumped back as the bullet pinged somewhere near his foot, and activated his only skill. Fast escape!

A burst of speed spurred Taro through the door again, darting across the street. There was that sniper! Taro quickly scanned his level and was upset by what he saw. Level 3?!? Don't level 3s have anything better to do than chase me down?!? He thought angrily.

No time for complaints, he had 4 seconds of dodging everything left. He darted around the streets, making it as hard as possible for the sniper to hit him. 1 shot, 2 shots, 3 seconds left. Taro turned a corner and looked back. His attacker's position almost out of the line of sight. A final parting shot from the sniper, heading directly for Taro's head, a probable instant-kill shot.

As the bullet raced to end Taro's life, Taro's head shifted just enough for the bullet to pass harmlessly by. Just in time, his skill had ran out as the bullet passed him. He was safe! Or that was what he thought, until the sniper's well placed mine exploded underneath his feet. Wonderful. Taro thought, tossing through the air as if in slow motion, as almost half of his health bar drained. Taro sighed mentally. He was so weak. he'd learned after the first time he was hit with one that that mine was one of the weaker ones of the average set of mines a sniper could have. It didn't do much damage (apparently) but was easier to set and was relatively easy to come by.

And apparently, 'not doing much damage' was subjective as this apparently didn't apply to Taro. Taro's body flew through the air. He landed on the ground, bounced, landed into a roll, and got to his feet to continue sprinting. He'd have to be careful about those mines. Who knows how many there were. He sprinted across the streets and ran as far as possible away from the sniper who was doubtlessly readjusting his position. That's the 3rd time today. Taro thought. The 3rd time he'd had to run away from someone he'd been fighting. The first time, he was outnumbered 2 to 1, both level ones. The second time, it was a level 2 who had him out gunned and the sniper made the 3rd. It'd been 2 weeks already and standard players would already have 1 or 2 kills right now, albeit also 1 or 2 deaths.

The problem was, Taro was too cowardly to risk himself. His only skill was an escape skill, 5 seconds of massive speed and not being hit, and he'd used it as an escape skill for almost every fight he'd been in. He'd somehow built a legend around himself as the hardest-to-kill level 1 ever, also amassing a grand total of 0 kills. 0 Kills, 0 deaths. The stats didn't show it but he'd had a total of 0 NPC kills as well. Part of the reason for this was because he had no friends. his only friend was a tomboyish girl he'd met when he transferred to royal purple academy 2 weeks ago and he didn't even know her in-game name. He never had time to make friends because in the 2 weeks since he'd transferred, he'd been either studying or playing deep ground, neither of which he was very good at.

Taro sprinted well away from the vicinity of the sniper and stopped to catch his breath. A little bit of his health had regenerated and he sat down with a sigh. He should probably ask Reiko-San for help, or maybe he could join a guild. He looked down at his weapon. One thing he desperately needed was a better weapon. He only had his starting pistol and it was extremely lacking in fire power. Maybe if he wasn't such a coward, he'd have some kills by now. He sighed and looked up to the sky.

One thing he knew, he had to change somehow. He had to get kills and become successful. It was necessary for his promise. He was bad at studying and bad at Deep Ground Online, but that just meant he had to change. He had to become a space pirate, no matter what.
Oh yeah, I forgot to bring that up.

So, I know that the black guild is going for guild supremacy, the green guild is being neutral and the blue guild is trying to have fun, but what do the other guilds actually do?
I read stuff. Yey. Now here are a few things.

First up, edits. I edited my first sheet a little bit.

Second up, Taro's guild. He's the kind of guy who's indecisive for no reason and that's also me in real life so I don't really know where to put him. So it's really whoever manages to convince me to join.

Third up, Albus's guild. I'm thinking of making him join the Ebony Strykers as a battle planner kind of person but I'm torn between that and fighting the ebony strykers as a solo player. The reason being, if I joined then it would be pretty fun and all. But if I didn't, it'd be a lot cooler, funner and it makes sense because of his personality. The downside to that, though, is the fact that going up against the entire black guild as well as sweepers is kind of suicide. BUT, it'd be fun.

So help me decide plez. Oh, and theme songs. I'd appreciate some.
Here it is!

Appearance:

Think of this guy but shorter. Like, 13 year old size shorter.
Height: 5 ft
Weight: 46 kg
Name: Taro Kamakura
Age: 13
History: Taro comes from a standard family. Mother, Father, younger sister. He’s kind of timid, however, but will stand up to his beliefs. He is often more of a little brother than a big brother as his little sister is very mature for her age. Even though he’s extremely timid, there’s one thing he will go to any lengths for: Becoming a space pirate. First, he’ll figure out space travel and then he’ll be a space pirate. For that, he needs to be successful and even though he’s quite bad at deep ground online, he puts most of his effort into it to succeed and become a space pirate. The reason he’s so obsessed with becoming a space pirate is because he promised a childhood friend of his that he’d become a space pirate.

Appearance (Avatar): Normal appearance + this coat
+ this hat

Avatar class: Gunner
Avatar title: Grim Bucaneer
Avatar level (initial): 1
Avatar guild: None currently, may have him join a guild sometime
Avatar abilities:
Fast retreat
For 5 seconds, Taro triples his move speed and doges every attack, taking half damage from area of effect abilities. Cooldown is 2 minutes.
Perks: none
Other: Taro’s favourite colour is blue, he likes cats and he’s afraid of barking dogs. He hates haunted houses and is no good with spooks. He’s also pretty bad at studying so Deep Ground is kind of his last lifeline to be a space pirate. And he sucks at that too. He's only been playing Deep Ground for 2 weeks, by the way. Oh, and pls help me come up with a theme. Cause yolo
Can I make another character? I want to make a 13 year old level 1.
By the way, how many arcs will there be?
A pair of girls walked quickly towards the auditorium, gossiping as they went.
'I heard that 4 of the coloured kings died in deep ground.' One said.
'It's true. All of the stuff with the ebony strykers waging war is a result of that.' The other said, fixing her glasses.
'Really?' The other asked in surprise.
'Yes. And the school president apparently had someone die in her room that day.' The other replied.
'That's terrible!'

Engrossed in gossiping as they were, they didn't see the 3 black-suited people walking towards the Auditorium, 2 men in sunglasses and a black haired boy in between. To the casual observer, the two men were body guards and the boy in the middle was a guest of honour. However, the boy in the middle was a student there, albeit a student who had taken an extended leave over 'family matters' 2 months ago, one that had just made his return.

Unknowingly, one of the black suited men bumped past the girl with the glasses.
'Ah!' She said as she fell, her glasses sliding off her face.
Before they could hit the ground, the boy in the middle bowed and caught them smoothly. Kneeling towards the girl, he offered his hand for assistance.
'Are you alright?' He said, an expression of concern on his face.
'Ah, yes.' She said, taking his hand.
She stood and the boy offered her her glasses. The girl put her glasses on and gave a small gasp. The boy was handsome and his expensive looking suit suggested a background of excessive wealth. It seemed that she had kept an important person waiting and she was suddenly embarrassed.
'T-thanks.' She stammered.
'Please, do not thank me.' The boy said, smiling pleasantly, the smile accenting his looks. 'I apologise for the crass behaviour of my bodyguards.' He said, bowing gracefully.
'Um, no-no worries.' She said, flustered.
'Please hurry to the Auditorium, then.' He said, rising from his bow. 'The president's speech will begin shortly. Please be careful.'
He proceeded to continue with his bodyguards in the direction of the Auditorium.

The girl stood stunned for a few seconds, her friend the same.
'Who-who was that?' The glasses girl said, still flustered.
'I know who that is!' Her friend said with recognition. 'That's Albus Phantom, the only son of the English Company Phantom Corporation which help fund Deep Ground Online!'
'What?!' She said in disbelief. 'I didn't know he went to our school!'
'Me neither! I heard that he was a genius businessman and that he'll inherit his father's company when he's older.'
'But... Isn't phantom corporation under scrutiny for the 4 kings incident?'
'I don't know, but I heard he was really good at Deep ground as well. I hope we get to meet him again!'

The boy could hear their conversation as he stalked towards the auditorium and he was once again reminded of the dullness of reality. He'd pulled that trick off more than a few times and every time, he was met with the same response. Certainly, it was good to have that kind of first impression and acting like he cared about people had its advantages but, more than anything, it was annoying for him. The auditorium loomed ahead as he approached. The school was no different, unfeeling architecture unfazed by the recent events. The president's speech... It wasn't something he cared for. It was allegedly about the deaths of the 4 kings who were students of the school which didn't perturb the boy in the slightest. The only good thing he'd gotten out of going back to the school was that it got him out of the myriad business dealings and events he'd gotten tired of 3 years ago which his father forced upon him for his short return. Then the incident happened. The 'corpse collector' incident and the subsequent death of 4 out of the 7 coloured kings caused quite a stir and investors began leaving Phantom Corporation. And so, Albus Phantom was sent back to Purple Crown academy to 'investigate' the cause of those incidents. He cared about neither his father's company nor the deaths of his fellow students but it was a welcome respite from the business world he loathed.

He approached the door of the Auditorium and turned to his guards.
'You may go back now.' He told them.
They complied, leaving his side back towards the way they came. Honestly, Albus had no idea why his father gave him guards. He neither wanted them nor needed him and while the deaths of the 4 kings caused concerns for student safety, he himself wasn't affiliated with any guild and the over-caution irked Albus greatly. Glad to be rid of the brainless hunks of meat, he stepped into the Auditorium. Keeping his façade of a perfect student almost all day annoyed Albus to no end, but if there was one useful thing that his father taught him, it was that one has to keep up appearances. Albus looked for an isolated seat in an inconspicuous location and sat down. Keeping up appearances was the reason Albus was here today and nothing else.
TheWindel said
@Lord Santa. Oh, so his father was one of Deep Ground's developers? I'm sure he's getting all sorts of flak right now due to the social outrage of out of game murder. And I'm sure there'll be loads of fun in store for Albus, heh. Accepted and adding to the list.


Pretty much, and thanks :) Though his dad is kind of a dickweed any way
Here we go (again). No pictures, though (sorry). I also added percentages for my abilities to make it easier.

Appearance (Real Life): One eye covered by hair, wears a suit most of the time.
Height: 5’ 10
Weight: 55 Kg
Hair color: Black (straight)
Eye color: Black

Name: Albus Phantom
Age: 16
History: His father is a successful businessman and his mother is a famous designer who is usually overseas. His father brought him up to continue his trade and as a result, Albus was brought up in a struct manner. To thrive in the business world, Albus was taught to keep up a façade at all times and this annoys him to no end. On his 13th birthday, however, things changed. When offered anything he wanted for his 13th, Albus had but one request. Deep Ground Online. The companies of the friends of his father's had helped to fund its creation and it had been talked about in high esteem by his 'friends', or rather, those his father deemed to be profitable enough to get close to. On his 13th birthday, Albus took his first step into deep ground and found something he'd been missing.

In a world where even the children of the upper echelons of society played this game, a brawler wasn't something seen as the first choice for someone in the first class. In fact, there were many who played Deep Ground for fun in the upper class, as their futures were secured even if they didn't play the game. Albus played the game for therapy. His other 'friends' scoffed at his decision to be a brawler, a brute in a pond full of refined aristocracy. To Albus, they couldn't comprehend the therapeutic effects of smashing their foes into the ground and tearing through enemies close enough to feel their dying breath. It brought exhilaration to Albus, a certain excitement that couldn't be copied in the dull and dangerous business world.

He'd managed to join the Purple crown academy, convincing his father that it was to boost the company's success. With his almost undefeated track record, when he turned 19 he'd doubtlessly be showered in blessings and wouldn't have to worry about his life or livelihood. In truth, Albus had gotten tired of the drab world he'd been stuck in for 13 years. 3 years on and he was level 8 before being called back to his homeland for some family matters. This took several months. Matters settled, Albus came back to a turbulent and even more exciting Deep Ground experience.

Personality: Has a façade of being nice but is business like and serious as a result of his strict upbringing below the surface. When in game, he's calm and collected but is merciless in combat. He revels in fighting people on a similar level to him but occasionally indulges in killing large numbers of weaker enemies.

Appearance (Avatar): When in game, he wears a featureless grey winter coat with the fluffy stuff on it. He has white, spiky hair in his avatar form and has a smiley face mask. He dual wields these:

Favourite colour: Red
My favourite colour: Blue
Avatar class: Berserker
Avatar Title: Carnage liberated
Avatar level (Initial): 8
Avatar Guild: Solo players

Perks: Pain infliction, Titan's grip, Gyro strike, Icarus attack

If anyone has suggestions for a theme song, plz tell me.
Is the first arc ending soon? If so, I think I'll post when the second arc starts.
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