Perception: Realistic Gore: On Pain Setting: 40% Clothing Damage: On Nudity Censor: Personal Profanity Censor: Off Combat Action: Defensive Automated Spell Incantations: Manuel
Fund: 20 Items: Pouch(normal)
Wow. Klein thinks as the brawl happened all around him. Just a few seconds ago, he was blessed with the worst beginner luck, and now he is witnessing a violent riot taking place. Luckily enough, due to his size, not many people really wanted to try their luck and offer him a brawl. Even if they do, all Klein did was trying to get out of this explosive casket faster than before. So, pushing his way out of his trouble, Klein headed toward the West Gate and toward the river, where the guide said the frogmen live.
He wants his role. And he wants to get it done before he logging off. Probably even hitting the goblin field if time allows.
You can't say that Samson doesn't look like some sort of a gang member. Dragon tattoos. A broken nose bridge and cauliflower ear. That aura, stench with the smell of lowborn, streetwise, and uneducated. And his speech, always with some sort of anger about to explode, goes well enhancing the impression of a lower-class citizen.
And he dressed like one as well. Tank top. Jeans or shorts. It is only when he is currently serving that he dressed more formally. Under specific lengths and widths for his shirts, so the buttons wouldn't explode every time he breathed. A black vest with shoulder pads, adding the more oomph to the 2 meters giant, should he found himself in need of some convincing work. Black pants and black shoes. And a blue tie, because an Asian can't wear all black.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
To bend a fucking metal bar with his eye socket.
As a child, he wanted to bend a metal bar with his eye socket. He wanted to bend blades with bare hands, leap through fire, and sleep on a bed of daggers. Those are the thing what he wanted to be accomplished during his childhood. He wanted to be a martial artist. And so he trained.
And through trials and tribulations, training montages, secret techniques, and under the tutelage of a wise sage/sifu, Samson became who he is today."
This above was a joke.
Truth be told, Samson didn't have much reason to train martial arts in the first place. While the desire to bend metal with his eye sockets was real back then, so does his desire to slack off and playing games as a child. It was mostly due to his parents' belief that martial arts trained a person's lifestyle that led Samson to be forced into martial arts. At first, he trained Wing Chun with his fathers. Then, he learned Five Forms from the local dojo but specialize in tiger and snake. After that, boxing and karate. And finally, JKD.
It didn't take too long for martial arts to integrate into Samson's life, becoming a portion of his daily schedule. Still, Samson was not very interested in martial arts as he is now. After all, how many martial artists can catch a bullet? He had heard about a man defeating ten other men. He had yet to hear of a man deconstructed an entire battalion. He had a negative view toward Nomads, believing that they are nothing more than glorified CGI effects and tricks that governments and large corporations created to enforce some ideologies on the masses.
That is until he saw how profitable it is.
Eight years ago, Samson became the champion of House Miyamoto's Tournament in Hong Kong. It didn't take long for them to have his contact. And he signed up with them, just because of how lucrative the deal was. At the age of 19, he had his first car. A few years after that, a penthouse. Just in a nick of time, Samson tasted the fruit of something he never intended to plant before. And it was sweet.
Getting into the Nomad inner circles also gave Samson more insight toward these particular "people." Their value. Their powers. Their ideas and dreams. The meaning of being a Nomads. How martial arts seems to have more weight beneath the waves... So, these days, Samson trained even harder than before. Because if he is stronger, he is more valuable. And if he is more valuable, his contracts would be more sought after. Currently, he had just finished a contract protecting a VIP at Gold City. And if it wasn't because of the recent attack by the Mirage, he would have probably left the Golden City.
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
SKILLS & ABILITIES
Samson's fighting style remind of a mountain and an avalanche combined. Unmoveable when being station. Unstoppable once moved. As such, his fighting style consists of multiple strong attacks like grapples, palm strikes, punches, shoulder bash,... He doesn't have too many sides-tricks like throwing dirt or elbowing the lower-half like others do, considering those tricks beneath himself. Still, not using it doesn't mean he is not prepared against it.
But aside from that, his techniques are pretty straight forward. He hits hard. His grip can bend metals. And he is just going to be here, enduring everything the enemies throw at him. Because he is a mountain. And a mountain is him.
SIGNATURE MOVES
■ [Bear strike]
Samson's strikes, shredding target's armor with every hits.
■ [Whiplash]
Samson strikes at the enemy. If Samson hits, he will cleaved out a chunk of flesh in the contacted area, causing the target to take increased damage when being hit at the same spot. A repeated succession of whiplash will cause the target to gain hemorrhage.
■ [Mountains]
Samson's blocked incoming physical attacks, his defenses are doubled at facing direction while gaining resistance to knockback or knock-up. But, if roots spell is applied during [Mountain]'s duration, their durations are doubled.
■ [Opening Cut]
Samson attempts to sidestep an attack. If he succeeds, he will close the distance before giving a knockout strike/ grappling, causing the enemies to be disoriented/stun.
■ [Grand Slam]
Samson grapples the target before slamming him/ her/ it against the ground multiple times.
SUPER MOVES
■ [Misguided Anger]
Releasing his anger, Samson's gained an increase in attack speed and damage. All his strikes during this period will ignore all defenses. In return, all attacks against Samson will do more damages but will extend the duration of Misguide Anger.
■ [Samson's Origen]
Samson's rapidly regenerate a portion of his health. The more health he lost, the more he regenerated.
■ [Layers of Sea]
Samson's become immovable for 10s, immunes to all effects (daze, slumber, weakening, taunt, knockback, knock up,...). His defenses are tripled in all directions. An additional doubled defense is added on top of the direction he is facing. In return, he can't move.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Being a mountain does have its flaw. Samson doesn't move very often, only able to use sidesteps as a means of positioning himself and dodging. And if the enemy is a very mobile one, all he can do is charge at them and hope he could pin them down.
You can't say that Samson doesn't look like some sort of a gang member. Dragon tattoos. A broken nose bridge and cauliflower ear. That aura, stench with the smell of lowborn, streetwise, and uneducated. And his speech, always with some sort of anger about to explode, goes well enhancing the impression of a lower-class citizen.
And he dressed like one as well. Tank top. Jeans or shorts. It is only when he is currently serving that he dressed more formally. Under specific lengths and widths for his shirts, so the buttons wouldn't explode every time he breathed. A black vest with shoulder pads, adding the more oomph to the 2 meters giant, should he found himself in need of some convincing work. Black pants and black shoes. And a blue tie, because an Asian can't wear all black.
BACKSTORY & MOTIVATION
To bend a fucking metal bar with his eye socket.
As a child, he wanted to bend a metal bar with his eye socket. He wanted to bend blades with bare hands, leap through fire, and sleep on a bed of daggers. Those are the thing what he wanted to be accomplished during his childhood. He wanted to be a martial artist. And so he trained.
And through trials and tribulations, training montages, secret techniques, and under the tutelage of a wise sage/sifu, Samson became who he is today."
This above was a joke.
Truth be told, Samson didn't have much reason to train martial arts in the first place. While the desire to bend metal with his eye sockets was real back then, so does his desire to slack off and playing games as a child. It was mostly due to his parents' belief that martial arts trained a person's lifestyle that led Samson to be forced into martial arts. At first, he trained Wing Chun with his fathers. Then, he learned Five Forms from the local dojo but specialize in tiger and snake. After that, boxing and karate. And finally, JKD.
It didn't take too long for martial arts to integrate into Samson's life, becoming a portion of his daily schedule. Still, Samson was not very interested in martial arts as he is now. After all, how many martial artists can catch a bullet? He had heard about a man defeating ten other men. He had yet to hear of a man deconstructed an entire battalion. He had a negative view toward Nomads, believing that they are nothing more than glorified CGI effects and tricks that governments and large corporations created to enforce some ideologies on the masses.
That is until he saw how profitable it is.
Eight years ago, Samson became the champion of House Miyamoto's Tournament in Hong Kong. It didn't take long for them to have his contact. And he signed up with them, just because of how lucrative the deal was. At the age of 19, he had his first car. A few years after that, a penthouse. Just in a nick of time, Samson tasted the fruit of something he never intended to plant before. And it was sweet.
Getting into the Nomad inner circles also gave Samson more insight toward these particular "people." Their value. Their powers. Their ideas and dreams. The meaning of being a Nomads. How martial arts seems to have more weight beneath the waves... So, these days, Samson trained even harder than before. Because if he is stronger, he is more valuable. And if he is more valuable, his contracts would be more sought after. Currently, he had just finished a contract protecting a VIP at Gold City. And if it wasn't because of the recent attack by the Mirage, he would have probably left the Golden City.
FIGHTING STYLE & ABILITIES
SKILLS & ABILITIES
Samson's fighting style remind of a mountain and an avalanche combined. Unmoveable when being station. Unstoppable once moved. As such, his fighting style consists of multiple strong attacks like grapples, palm strikes, punches, shoulder bash,... He doesn't have too many sides-tricks like throwing dirt or elbowing the lower-half like others do, considering those tricks beneath himself. Still, not using it doesn't mean he is not prepared against it.
But aside from that, his techniques are pretty straight forward. He hits hard. His grip can bend metals. And he is just going to be here, enduring everything the enemies throw at him. Because he is a mountain. And a mountain is him.
SIGNATURE MOVES
■ [Bear strike]
Samson's strikes, shredding target's armor with every hits.
■ [Whiplash]
Samson strikes at the enemy. If Samson hits, he will cleaved out a chunk of flesh in the contacted area, causing the target to take increased damage when being hit at the same spot. A repeated succession of whiplash will cause the target to gain hemorrhage.
■ [Mountains]
Samson's blocked incoming physical attacks, his defenses are doubled at facing direction while gaining resistance to knockback or knock-up. But, if roots spell is applied during [Mountain]'s duration, their durations are doubled.
■ [Opening Cut]
Samson attempts to sidestep an attack. If he succeeds, he will close the distance before giving a knockout strike/ grappling, causing the enemies to be disoriented/stun.
■ [Grand Slam]
Samson grapples the target before slamming him/ her/ it against the ground multiple times.
SUPER MOVES
■ [Misguided Anger]
Releasing his anger, Samson's gained an increase in attack speed and damage. All his strikes during this period will ignore all defenses. In return, all attacks against Samson will do more damages but will extend the duration of Misguide Anger.
■ [Samson's Origen]
Samson's rapidly regenerate a portion of his health. The more health he lost, the more he regenerated.
■ [Layers of Sea]
Samson's become immovable for 10s, immunes to all effects (daze, slumber, weakening, taunt, knockback, knock up,...). His defenses are tripled in all directions. An additional doubled defense is added on top of the direction he is facing. In return, he can't move.
WEAKNESSES & LIMITS
Being a mountain does have its flaw. Samson doesn't move very often, only able to use sidesteps as a means of positioning himself and dodging. And if the enemy is a very mobile one, all he can do is charge at them and hope he could pin them down.
Perception: Realistic Gore: On Pain Setting: 40% Clothing Damage: On Nudity Censor: Personal Profanity Censor: Off Combat Action: Defensive Automated Spell Incantations: Manuel
Fund: 20 Items: Pouch(normal)
"Ah, I see."
Of course, disaster would strike when he is least expecting it.
Klein didn't understand why all these people would just form a circle around him, seeing how all he wanted to do was asking some questions. At first, it was probably because of his character appearance, which they are free to stare at as long as they please, that was causing the ruckus. But, the situation escalated pretty quickly. Out of nowhere, one of the bystanders just decided to plant himself between Klein and whoever it is lying on the floor. After that, a blunt force was applied between on his back, pushing him toward the samurai and his friend. At this point, it was clear that this is an ambush on a newbie. And while not a newbie himself, his character stats don't really support a 1v5 right now.
That doesn't mean he won't go out without a fight though.
"I yield." Klein yelled, his hands raised to the air.
While it may be strange for a brute to surrendering, Klein felt no shame in admitting his defeat. After all, his character stats are not the best right now. But, if they still decided to rob him, Klein would just dc and join the game at another time. A shame that he can't play with his friends. But, at the very least, he remembered the samurai's name. Dysphoria.
"I'll give my 20 coins to you. If you let me get out of town and don't follow me." Klein proposed, hoping the gang would just take the money and leave him alone.
But then, a thick and heavy accent voice cut through, speaking wise words in a very dumb situation. "We start a fight in middle of town now? Sounds like shit idea. Anything bigger than shove, we probably get guards on our ass, no?"
Surrender and offer 20 coins to keep himself alive.
Klein mulls over the character models, busying with customizing the physique of what will become his "second life", as the game would say. Despite going over multiple guides, VODs, walkthroughs and ICGN's "5 things you should know before buying" series, none of those had proved to be specifically helpful in customizing your character's gender. Most of the time, he would play as a female just for how good the models are. Jiggling physics. The apparels. The decorations. The mods. Especially the mods.
There was never a competition where the male model would win, except when it is a male protagonist oriented gameplay.
And yet, here he is, spending two hours of his life creating his avatar. On one side stood his fantasy. His drive. His dream for his future companion. A fantasy girlfriend, whose voice so soft it might have been a spring breeze, a pleasant voice to all that heard her words. And yet, she was muscular, capable of fending for her own. She wouldn't mind sleeping in the open field beneath a starry night, surrounded by the carcasses of predators who had mistaken her as their prey. Or, she wouldn't be stranger to a bar brawl or the liberator of some handsome princes. And she is right here. Klein could have played her. She is him. He can be her.
But on the other hand, stood a man, who is nothing but everything that reeks of hypermasculinity. He has glaring eyes, a wide jaw, shoulders of a bear, and the back of a tiger. His back etches with scars, trophies of some great achievement that he had accomplished in the past. But he won't remember all of them, because a real man doesn't need to remember his own achievement. Others do it for him. He is even bald. Like a better version of 007 and Terminators. No, like Hulk smashed with 007 and Terminator.
Are you sure you want to quit?
Yes
No
A screen popped up, reminding Klein how long had it been since his last interaction. And, With a regretful sigh, Klein gives in to the screaming masculinity that had been discriminated against and oppressed for too long, choosing the male avatar over female and hopped into the game. But it was not before he took a selfie of himself as a female.
Then, everything else was kinda simple. He had a very clear path for his character, opting for a more brute force and direct confrontation rather than waving wands and chanting spells like a bunch of priests. The pain setting raised to 40%, a valuable lesson he learned over battle royal games and FPS. He changed the combat from Stylish to Defense Automated, hoping that would give himself some time to master the manual combat.
And everything was done.
After being spawned, Klein just followed the guide.
You received 20 Silver.
You received Item Pouch (Common).
Class Unlocked! Warrior +10% HP | +10% STR | +10% END
Class Unlocked! Ranger +5% STR | +10% END | +15% DEX
Class Unlocked! Mage +20% MP | +5% END | +5% LUC
He slapped rock, picked up the coins and the pouch from the floor, inserting his class search, and started heading west to beat up some frogmen. But a player that lied restless near the Keystones caught his attention, who seems very close to death's door despite no hostile NPC in sight.
Uh, hi? Mind if I asked what happened here?"
Klein asked, pointing to the players who seem to be out of breath.
Class Search: Juggernaut, Bruiser Class Search: Executioner
Perception: Realistic Gore: On Pain Setting: 40% Clothing Damage: On Nudity Censor: Personal Profanity Censor: Off Combat Action: Defensive Automated Spell Incantations: Manuel
He always laughs when comparing himself to the person in the image. 6 feet in height, not too bad for an Asian. A bit underweight, but he used to pride with how visible his skeleton was back then. And the fact that he always had that bit of unlit cigarette in his mouth. How rebellious. How wild was he back then?
Cringe and full of angst.
And although many things changed during the 6 years spanned, mainly his behaviors and perception, the resemblance is still uncanny. Most of the scars are still there. He quitted smoking, kinda nice. He ate more healthily. It doesn't mean that he put on weights, it's just that he ... is caring more for his body? Oh, and the hair is still the same. Kinda hard to cut something that took 4 years to grow.
History: Being a triplet is fun. You have siblings. People that understand you. People to laugh with. People that cry with. Brothers and friends line intertwine and interchangeable. But, if there is anything that taught Tim most about their relationship, is the competition between them.
They all wanted to make a name for themselves. The first went for sports and athletics. The last gone for modeling and fashion. And Tim, wanting to make a name for himself, goes into gaming. And he was decent at that. Top 5% of the player base. Highest KDA.
And being a winner for so long, it got into Tim. He wants to win. He wants to be the best. The first. The one for others to be jealous of. So, when others around him started to play a game without crashes? With multiple of steady and overarching plotlines without any patch notes? A growing leaderboard that offered nothing but satisfaction and self-worth? Even more, the chances to sell in-game items for real-life cash.
You know he is in.
Username: Klein Race: Human Gender: Male Height: 2.2 Meters Weight: 140 kg Voice Pitching: -10 Decorations: Tribal tattoos across the back and on the face. Appearance: With a larger humanoid form, Tim had altered almost everything that he could. From the broken nose to being bald, overly developed back muscles and unnecessary ghoul-like skin, Tim is contend enough that his mother wouldn't know who this avatar was based upon. The only thing that wasn't changed is how small the eyes are compared to his face, the only traceable Asian trait that remains untouched.
Perception: Realistic Gore: On Pain Setting: 40% Clothing Damage: On Nudity Censor: Personal Profanity Censor: Off Combat Action: Defensive Automated Spell Incantations: Manuel
@ERodeHere is mine, do tell if I need to change anything. Thank you.
Tin Nguyen || 24 || Male || Vietnamese
Description:
He always laughs when comparing himself to the person in the image. 6 feet in height, not too bad for an Asian. A bit underweight, but he used to pride with how visible his skeleton was back then. And the fact that he always had that bit of unlit cigarette in his mouth. How rebellious. How wild was he back then?
Cringe and full of angst.
And although many things changed during the 6 years spanned, mainly his behaviors and perception, the resemblance is still uncanny. Most of the scars are still there. He quitted smoking, kinda nice. He ate more healthily. It doesn't mean that he put on weights, it's just that he ... is caring more for his body? Oh, and the hair is still the same. Kinda hard to cut something that took 4 years to grow.
History: Being a triplet is fun. You have siblings. People that understand you. People to laugh with. People that cry with. Brothers and friends line intertwine and interchangeable. But, if there is anything that taught Tim most about their relationship, is the competition between them.
They all wanted to make a name for themselves. The first went for sports and athletics. The last gone for modeling and fashion. And Tim, wanting to make a name for himself, goes into gaming. And he was decent at that. Top 5% of the player base. Highest KDA.
And being a winner for so long, it got into Tim. He wants to win. He wants to be the best. The first. The one for others to be jealous of. So, when others around him started to play a game without crashes? With multiple of steady and overarching plotlines without any patch notes? A growing leaderboard that offered nothing but satisfaction and self-worth? Even more, the chances to sell in-game items for real-life cash.
Having some personal issue. If I am due for something, know I do not wish to ghost. My sincere apology nevertheless
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Having some personal issue. If I am due for something, know I do not wish to ghost. My sincere apology nevertheless</div>
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