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I just already annoy my partners enough taking usually 2-3 days for a reply and some of you just seem like you'll be better off not waiting around for me to post every other day. Sorry everyone.
I don't think I'm gonna be active enough to stick with this guys, I probably will just stick with my 1x1's..
I have to say some of these 'weaknesses' seem more like 'Well my power at least can't do THIS' instead of an actual vulnerability, like its not a trait that makes you weak it just lets us know you're limiting an ability or something? Anyone getting this vibe, I kinda feel like my weakness is super severe now.
Jeez guys calm down, don't be a brat about not getting your way Gilgex and Gravi don't jump the gun so hard. Now can we not let this turn into a flame war because that's just ridiculous on both your parts if it gets to that.
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The fight had managed to die down and now the majority of military men collected around the splinters of the bell tower's remains. Most of the citizens had returned to hiding within the base of it which had managed to avoid being completely destroyed as the military continued to work on barricading the area. It was well over fifteen minutes that the enemy had escaped and the Omnia military was prepping for their final counter attack working quickly to form any form of defense they could managed. Myra herself was perfectly conditioned and ready for battle but she noticed most men around her were half wounded, sweaty and overworked. They would never survive another assault from the enemy. They needed help and she knew where she would get it, grabbing a nearby man by the front of his chest plate and bringing his face close to hers she shouted again which she realized was the only way these military men would respond to anything "Listen we need to tap into the citizen's strength we simply don't have enough power. So this is the plan.." she began to explain how to position the citizens to help repel the attack before ordering the man to set it up. He was off quickly in an attempt to finish these last minute preparations when the sound of angry men could be heard. A man on one of the higher rooftops blew a loud whistle alerting everyone the enemy was closing in, he held up five fingers twice signalling they have about ten minutes. Myra cursed under her breath and took off to help with the last minute preparations.
By the time the enemy arrived, they stood at the end of a long row of homes connected to one another. This street would force both the enemy and the Omnia military to have one way out which most likely would end up in one side being brutally slaughtered as they retreat. One of the captains of the military stood beside Myra who gripped her staff white knuckled as the silence fell over everyone. The enemy Jurguard warriors bellowed out a shout and begin to charge in their arrogance, causing a slight smirk to go across her face. Halfway down the road she raised her staff and tapped it once on the ground causing sparks to emit across the staff, a signal. Instantly all the windows on either side of the road burst open as citizens began throwing objects at the enemy who slowed their charge to avoid being pelted. The majority of objects were simple rocks and chunks of debris while others were tossing spears or knives into them. The main objective however was to mask the small clay jars holding oils which were included in this. The enemy huddled together as men with shields attempted to block the debris, eventually coming to a stop as the citizens seemed to dwindle out of things to toss. The Jurguard warriors began howling in laughter as they looked at one another stained in juices, small cuts and unknown to them oil. A man stepped forward featuring a strange headdress with horns adorning it and spoke with a deep voice "Is this your last attempt she-witch? A ragtag group of women and children throwing trash and a quarter of the surviving military? Wouldn't you rather just surrender yourself over to us and enjoy yourself with pleasures as we slaughter this town." Myra simply looked the man up and down with disgust before muttering "Screw you." she raised her staff causing a man behind her to pull his bow back and fire, utilizing a form of magic to ignite the arrow as it left his bow. The faces on every warrior began to turn white as the arrow neared and struck the ground, instantly igniting the whole area and more than half the men who screeched in horror as their flesh melted unable to remove the oils that soaked them before.
With that Myra muttered a few phrases and channeled air to localize in her palm before she began to charge. As the rest of the military fell in behind her she released the compacted air from her hand which fanned the flames and caused the horrific screams to intensify. Very few of the enemy warriors still stood to put up a fight as the wall of fire behind them burned their allies. They were caught between the tips of the Omnia military's weapons and the massive flames which threatened to consume them, it was less of a battle and simply a massacre as every single soldier was torn apart at the end of swords and spears. Myra sat down at the edge of the road breathing heavily as the last of the enemy was finally put down with the fires still smoldering some corpse. She pushed herself up and walked over to the captain who had helped lead the men, "You got it from here right? The city is clear?" he nodded trying to seem as aloof as possible while still maintaining respect for the girl who had single-handedly defended his home. Myra figured the man remained silent from the embarrassment of not being able to lead his men on a level with this girl causing her to roll her eyes and begin walking off towards the water, where Leon still fought.
From here on the edge of the waters she could see the faint figures moving about as they fought, upon seeing the massive tentacles lashing at Leon she began to feel something in her throat tighten. The man he was fighting appeared to be some powerful warrior who had just as many abilities as Leon and more years to perfect them. The fight between them was clearly intense and as much as Myra wanted to help she realized she was completely wiped of energy, the little fox beside her who had been forced out of the last fight from lack of energy yawned as the city burned around the pair. It was within all this chaotic moment, where the buildings in the distance burned and the smell of blood filled the air she realized what she had been raised for. Isaac had kept her hidden from all this to keep her from forming opinions and to make her a good person, he taught her everything she needed and left her the tools to learn everything else. He raised her to help this world get back on track, but how could he expect her to do this? Tears began welling up in her eyes causing her to feel quite selfish, Leon was out there risking his life for everyone and she was too weak to help. Within seconds she was sobbing, but couldn't figure out why. Possibly for her master, or for how life turned out to be, it could even be the fear of being alone yet again if Leon loses, whatever it was the world clearly was too unforgiving to give her any form of comfort.
By the time the enemy arrived, they stood at the end of a long row of homes connected to one another. This street would force both the enemy and the Omnia military to have one way out which most likely would end up in one side being brutally slaughtered as they retreat. One of the captains of the military stood beside Myra who gripped her staff white knuckled as the silence fell over everyone. The enemy Jurguard warriors bellowed out a shout and begin to charge in their arrogance, causing a slight smirk to go across her face. Halfway down the road she raised her staff and tapped it once on the ground causing sparks to emit across the staff, a signal. Instantly all the windows on either side of the road burst open as citizens began throwing objects at the enemy who slowed their charge to avoid being pelted. The majority of objects were simple rocks and chunks of debris while others were tossing spears or knives into them. The main objective however was to mask the small clay jars holding oils which were included in this. The enemy huddled together as men with shields attempted to block the debris, eventually coming to a stop as the citizens seemed to dwindle out of things to toss. The Jurguard warriors began howling in laughter as they looked at one another stained in juices, small cuts and unknown to them oil. A man stepped forward featuring a strange headdress with horns adorning it and spoke with a deep voice "Is this your last attempt she-witch? A ragtag group of women and children throwing trash and a quarter of the surviving military? Wouldn't you rather just surrender yourself over to us and enjoy yourself with pleasures as we slaughter this town." Myra simply looked the man up and down with disgust before muttering "Screw you." she raised her staff causing a man behind her to pull his bow back and fire, utilizing a form of magic to ignite the arrow as it left his bow. The faces on every warrior began to turn white as the arrow neared and struck the ground, instantly igniting the whole area and more than half the men who screeched in horror as their flesh melted unable to remove the oils that soaked them before.
With that Myra muttered a few phrases and channeled air to localize in her palm before she began to charge. As the rest of the military fell in behind her she released the compacted air from her hand which fanned the flames and caused the horrific screams to intensify. Very few of the enemy warriors still stood to put up a fight as the wall of fire behind them burned their allies. They were caught between the tips of the Omnia military's weapons and the massive flames which threatened to consume them, it was less of a battle and simply a massacre as every single soldier was torn apart at the end of swords and spears. Myra sat down at the edge of the road breathing heavily as the last of the enemy was finally put down with the fires still smoldering some corpse. She pushed herself up and walked over to the captain who had helped lead the men, "You got it from here right? The city is clear?" he nodded trying to seem as aloof as possible while still maintaining respect for the girl who had single-handedly defended his home. Myra figured the man remained silent from the embarrassment of not being able to lead his men on a level with this girl causing her to roll her eyes and begin walking off towards the water, where Leon still fought.
From here on the edge of the waters she could see the faint figures moving about as they fought, upon seeing the massive tentacles lashing at Leon she began to feel something in her throat tighten. The man he was fighting appeared to be some powerful warrior who had just as many abilities as Leon and more years to perfect them. The fight between them was clearly intense and as much as Myra wanted to help she realized she was completely wiped of energy, the little fox beside her who had been forced out of the last fight from lack of energy yawned as the city burned around the pair. It was within all this chaotic moment, where the buildings in the distance burned and the smell of blood filled the air she realized what she had been raised for. Isaac had kept her hidden from all this to keep her from forming opinions and to make her a good person, he taught her everything she needed and left her the tools to learn everything else. He raised her to help this world get back on track, but how could he expect her to do this? Tears began welling up in her eyes causing her to feel quite selfish, Leon was out there risking his life for everyone and she was too weak to help. Within seconds she was sobbing, but couldn't figure out why. Possibly for her master, or for how life turned out to be, it could even be the fear of being alone yet again if Leon loses, whatever it was the world clearly was too unforgiving to give her any form of comfort.
A loud bang could be heard outside her room causing Saki to spring up in her bed in a panic. She soon realized however, she was still in Sword Art Online causing a brief sigh to escape her mouth before she turned and looked at the blank wall in front of her. It was terrible waking up every morning here, it made you realize how much you overlooked small thins in the real world such as family and general freedom from most fears. Quickly getting to work, prepping herself in the morning as every young lady should while busying her mind with the thoughts of the day. Saki or Sachiko as she was known in the real world, was never one to struggle waking in the morning. Instead she often was the first up in her house and the first to go to bed. To most she was rather sheltered and naive about the world but Sachiko really just avoided most people and feigned any form of connection which was typical in her family. This level of alienation can easily take a toll on a person and make them wish they didn't exist in that setting but she never imagined she would be trapped in one like this in order to get away. It was out of the frying pan and into the fire she figured as she finished putting on her clothing and prepping herself.
Wandering out into the town of Two Rivers she saw people of all kinds wandering about and could easily see the distinction between the three specific types of people who existed now. There were those like her, able to accept the reality of the situation and somehow survive in it rather that was in a good or bad way, those who simply couldn't handle it and have entered a state of hopeless depression and the ones caught in the middle, wanting to escape but to fearful to do it themselves. Sachiko didn't care much however, she wasn't depressed or sad but more accepting that if she died she was gone and felt comfort that she probably wouldn't feel any real suffering the lights would only go off. She was not afraid of death because she knew there was little to return to in the real world for her. Sachiko was one of the 'lucky' beta testers who managed to test out the game before its official launch and because of this, she was one of the first to actually get ahead in this world having already known some information about it. Now boasting enough money to support herself she was thankful to not be one of the poor unable to find room in an inn.
Walking down the road Sachiko thought more about how she had gotten into the game, a boy who she knew liked her in class had told her he could get her in the beta if she wanted in an obvious attempt to impress her. The boy, her and a friend of his went through the beta together and managed to create a decently strong trio but those two were gone now and Sachiko assumed their families had unplugged them not realizing the repercussions of their actions. Somehow in her thought she appeared in front of a bread vendor and mumbled out conversation with the boy behind the counter. The thoughts clouding her mind made it impossible to really care for what the boy was saying and instead she simply purchased one of the medium grades of bread and handed over 50 Col before wandering off. For the rest of the day Sachiko simply walked around town in a daze, it was like this often for her and she began to wonder was her mind slipping? Had she been so absorbed into this virtual reality that she was losing her sanity and allowing her personality to drain? What was going on with her? No matter what she told herself, she couldn't feel the motivation or drive to escape this hell believing there to be no real end and instead they were here forever. Somehow she once again wasted the day in dream land, doing nothing and most likely simply spending her money on food and board which she wasn't earning back. It was easy to say for her, Sachiko began evolving into one of those depressed players too scared or weak to move on.
When what appeared to be the sun went down allowing night to spread over the town of Two Rivers, she once more for the third night in a row returned to the inn having done nothing that day. Wandering to a table in the back she plopped down alone and let her head drop on the table, causing her eyes to be directed at the inn's door where she noticed a peculiar man enter who seemed to have something weighing on him. She looked around and noticed only three other people along with the Inn's help standing around before the man announced he was looking for people to join a quest. Most of the players turned away, but instead Saki felt something in her change and she was now for the first time in a week curios. Standing up she grabbed the hilt of her curved blade and squeezed it standing across from the boy, "Yeah sure I will. Why not?" smiling as she walked over and placed her hand out. "My name is Saki, and you are?"
Wandering out into the town of Two Rivers she saw people of all kinds wandering about and could easily see the distinction between the three specific types of people who existed now. There were those like her, able to accept the reality of the situation and somehow survive in it rather that was in a good or bad way, those who simply couldn't handle it and have entered a state of hopeless depression and the ones caught in the middle, wanting to escape but to fearful to do it themselves. Sachiko didn't care much however, she wasn't depressed or sad but more accepting that if she died she was gone and felt comfort that she probably wouldn't feel any real suffering the lights would only go off. She was not afraid of death because she knew there was little to return to in the real world for her. Sachiko was one of the 'lucky' beta testers who managed to test out the game before its official launch and because of this, she was one of the first to actually get ahead in this world having already known some information about it. Now boasting enough money to support herself she was thankful to not be one of the poor unable to find room in an inn.
Walking down the road Sachiko thought more about how she had gotten into the game, a boy who she knew liked her in class had told her he could get her in the beta if she wanted in an obvious attempt to impress her. The boy, her and a friend of his went through the beta together and managed to create a decently strong trio but those two were gone now and Sachiko assumed their families had unplugged them not realizing the repercussions of their actions. Somehow in her thought she appeared in front of a bread vendor and mumbled out conversation with the boy behind the counter. The thoughts clouding her mind made it impossible to really care for what the boy was saying and instead she simply purchased one of the medium grades of bread and handed over 50 Col before wandering off. For the rest of the day Sachiko simply walked around town in a daze, it was like this often for her and she began to wonder was her mind slipping? Had she been so absorbed into this virtual reality that she was losing her sanity and allowing her personality to drain? What was going on with her? No matter what she told herself, she couldn't feel the motivation or drive to escape this hell believing there to be no real end and instead they were here forever. Somehow she once again wasted the day in dream land, doing nothing and most likely simply spending her money on food and board which she wasn't earning back. It was easy to say for her, Sachiko began evolving into one of those depressed players too scared or weak to move on.
When what appeared to be the sun went down allowing night to spread over the town of Two Rivers, she once more for the third night in a row returned to the inn having done nothing that day. Wandering to a table in the back she plopped down alone and let her head drop on the table, causing her eyes to be directed at the inn's door where she noticed a peculiar man enter who seemed to have something weighing on him. She looked around and noticed only three other people along with the Inn's help standing around before the man announced he was looking for people to join a quest. Most of the players turned away, but instead Saki felt something in her change and she was now for the first time in a week curios. Standing up she grabbed the hilt of her curved blade and squeezed it standing across from the boy, "Yeah sure I will. Why not?" smiling as she walked over and placed her hand out. "My name is Saki, and you are?"
I'm going to find a new picture because for some reason this one bothers me! :P
Also I made a post, I hope its okay. Just curious what you had in mind for this dungeon?
Also I made a post, I hope its okay. Just curious what you had in mind for this dungeon?
Real Name: Sachiko Hara
IG Username: Saki
Age: 17
Physical Description: Sachiko is a short and rather dainty girl in the real world, she stands no more than 5'4'' and hardly weighs more than a 100. This short stature made her somewhat fearful of the world as everyone seemed to baby her and look down upon her, never allowing her to blossom on her own. With short trimmed black hair and a pair of lavender eyes Sachiko could easily be described as a beauty, but to most of her friends she's still the little one.
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Weapon Skills: One-handed Curved Blade.
Profession Skills: Cooking.
General Skills: Tracking, Listening.
Brief History: Sachiko's family was one to never share love, they kept their emotions and thoughts bottled up, instead just doing what was expected of them. Although Sachiko went along with it, she despised the real world and found comfort in many artistic talents such as cooking and drawing. When she entered high school, the school's workload became so enormous Sachiko could hardly find time for herself and began overworking her body. Eventually her father forbid her from doing anything she really enjoyed and forced her to focus on school, completely draining anything she had becoming almost a husk of a person. When Sword Art Online was released, Sachiko bought it without her father knowing and planned to login with two friends she knew from school. As soon as she put the NerveGear, she was hooked onto Sword Art Online. In fact, part of her will be glad to be trapped in this world, away from her family.
IG Username: Saki
Age: 17
Physical Description: Sachiko is a short and rather dainty girl in the real world, she stands no more than 5'4'' and hardly weighs more than a 100. This short stature made her somewhat fearful of the world as everyone seemed to baby her and look down upon her, never allowing her to blossom on her own. With short trimmed black hair and a pair of lavender eyes Sachiko could easily be described as a beauty, but to most of her friends she's still the little one.
Picture:
Weapon Skills: One-handed Curved Blade.
Profession Skills: Cooking.
General Skills: Tracking, Listening.
Brief History: Sachiko's family was one to never share love, they kept their emotions and thoughts bottled up, instead just doing what was expected of them. Although Sachiko went along with it, she despised the real world and found comfort in many artistic talents such as cooking and drawing. When she entered high school, the school's workload became so enormous Sachiko could hardly find time for herself and began overworking her body. Eventually her father forbid her from doing anything she really enjoyed and forced her to focus on school, completely draining anything she had becoming almost a husk of a person. When Sword Art Online was released, Sachiko bought it without her father knowing and planned to login with two friends she knew from school. As soon as she put the NerveGear, she was hooked onto Sword Art Online. In fact, part of her will be glad to be trapped in this world, away from her family.
I could use a group RP. Yeah sure, I'm on board.
Are there any limitations to the origin of powers/origin of the character? We're not all going to be humans with special powers, some could have supernatural, trans-dimensional or otherworldy situation going on? Are we allowed to have outside stories for our characters away from Omega, say our own villains and side-plots or is this strictly based on Omega?
Are there any limitations to the origin of powers/origin of the character? We're not all going to be humans with special powers, some could have supernatural, trans-dimensional or otherworldy situation going on? Are we allowed to have outside stories for our characters away from Omega, say our own villains and side-plots or is this strictly based on Omega?
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