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After I get two character sheets, I will set up a character bin.
Makatsume Haru said
So, we don't have to be strictly japanese, right? And I'll be having my CS up today, later, but today.


Game is owned by an american company, so correct.
You do not have to be japanese.
It's up. That OOC thing.
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/35118/posts/ooc?page=1#post-1041022
Gun Gale Online is a VRMMO released only three weeks ago - and for whatever reason, you have decided to join this depressing, game full of violence, loud noises, and a very poor community to boot! But besides that, its become extremely popular recently, getting a new player almost every three minutes. But the true reason many players are here is because of the real money trading system, and the Battle of Bullets competition, which awards a plethora of in game or real life prizes and 4 mega credits - the equivalent of 40,000 yen.
Basically, go in, bust some heads, grind some mobs, spawnkill some bosses, and then become first place in a globally ranked tournament. Seems easy enough, yeah?
Yes, there is a conflict. You'll see it soon. c;
This game is hyper realistic, almost every gun in real life being in the game, more being added every patch and update. Fatigue and hunger are real, and it isn't uncommon for grinding parties to be seen leaving with hired help to carry extra food for the party.
(Currency system is in credits, every two million credits is a mega credit.)

Character's Bin Sheets Thing, Yes!
Character sheet.


Rules:
1. Obviously, no godmodding or bunnying.
2. I can't expect you, nor can I force you, to post or be super active, but I can expect you to post every four days unless you talk to me with a specific reason why. You jerks with lives, you. (But seriously, it'll be fine. I don't bite .... hard.)
3. If you're going to be gone for an extended period of time, I'll take you out of the roleplay, and help you alter your character to be the same power as everyone else when you get back. K? K.
4. If you have a bone to pick with someone, do it in pm's. I don't want to see it here. If it's a long-standing problem, i.e. powerplay, come to me about it.
5. I swear, if I see a single overpowered sonofaknerlag...
6. Duels are allowed. So is moderate cursing. I will not tolerate excessive cursing or racial comments in or out of the out of character. If you have to, star it up.
7. Yes.
8. Put this in your cs, where it says other: "Oh, gm, lord of the knerlags..."

Medkits are obtainable from player vendors, rare drops, or very expensively in the store. There are no "premium members only" objects, and anything in the store can be made by a player. This is why, commonly, players will buy a much cheaper product from a player than a store. However, many things players sell are exclusive and cannot be sold by shops.
Nathimys caught a glimpse of a person and changed his course slightly to trail after this person. He saw a flash, and suddenly a wolf was flying backwards away from the end of a spear. "Heh." He said, seeing several smaller wolves come from nowhere. "Time for fisticuffs." He sprinted out of the shadows, kicking a minion in the air then punching it, sending it rocketing against a tree, where it shattered into crystals. The dire wolf snapped at him, but her used the sword skill Uppercut to send it spiralling up into the air, landing back on its feet. Nathimys left the rest of its health to the spear woman, as he turned around to face three wolves.
"Wellllll then." He said, sweeping their legs out from under them. He picked one up, punted it, and expected to not see it later. The other two staggered to their feet, leaping at him, snarling. One latched on to his arm, attempting to tip him over as the other had a nice meeting with his fist. He went to the nearest tree, kicking the wolf while it was hanging on his arm into the tree five or six times until it too shattered into blue shards.
Turning towards the woman, Nathimys panicked as another wolf was sneaking up behind the woman. Nathimys kicked it in the air, leaped, and smashed it back against the ground with his fists. He stomped on its head for good measure. "So, how was your day?" Nathimys asked as he also strafed the larger dire wolf. As it broke concentration from him for one second, he ran at it, kicking it in the head. It flipped over onto its back. Nathimys sat on its chest like he might a person he was wrestling and punched it in the head and neck until it shattered into tessellated pixes beneath him.
I'm actually scared of my own character, right now..
e.e
Nathimys sat down, breathing heavily after that recent escapade with the dire wolves.
"Only five monsters, and I'm acting defeated." He said as the effects of his health potion wore off as he reached 5,000 health. He downed another one after equipping it in his left hand, and at that moment, his blade shattered into thousands of tessellated crystals. He looked through his inventory for the ??? object. As expected, it wasn't there. Nathimys kicked a pebble, and it bounced off the walls eight times before dropping to the stone floor. "I am that pissed.." He said, as if counting the amount of times a rock bounced off the walls after kicking it was a natural way to determine anger.
"I seriously don't even.. I need something to hit." He said, walking through the false wall and into the next room. Dire bats descended down, and he destroyed them in a flurry of kicks. A dire wolf ran out from a corridor to his right, and he kicked it against the wall, stomping on it fourteen times before it exploded into crystals. "Real men.. Don't need blades." He said as another wolf jumped at him. He shoved his hand down its snarling throat, grabbed its tongue, and slammed it against the floor and walls until it died as well.
Nathimys, 5,100 hp ---> 4,800 hp. Yellow zone.

"YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" He said, finally coming to terms with his anger. He didn't care if he was heard for miles upon miles, he was pissed. And you don't want to fight a pissed Nathimys. A bat descended down, and Nathimys kicked above his head as it swooped down for him, hitting it against the ceiling and it dropped to the floor. He smeared his boot on it, crushing out those tessellated pixels. He trudged into the room the wolf came out of, spotting a vein of ore coming out of the rock. "Unrefined iron." He said coldly. He marked the location mentally, taking all the loose chunks he could find, eventually coming up with 7 iron chunks, enough for two or three bars. "I need at least four to make a sword.. Should have brought a pickaxe." He shook his head, sighing. He walked out of the cave completely, feeling ready to kill a dire boar with just his hands. "Probably not going to happen" He told himself, punting a frog that had come uncomfortably close to him. He watched the green blob arch over a great distance then splat as it hit the ground.
He smiled as it broke into pixels.
"Frog legs - (2)"
"Frog skin - (1)"
"Frog Slime"
Closing the window with a wave of his hand, the now rather pissed Nathimys went off in the same general direction as the spear wielder.
Back.
I'll post in some hours
Or soon
depends on when I die...
Well, it has to be a bad thing..
I have an idea.
I'm going to hate myself, but I have an idea.
Yey.
I wanted it to be bad.
:D
Any good ideas?
"-10,566 health"
xD
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