ZekariVoblis

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@Lunarlors34
You my sir have been *WHA CHA*

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ninja'd!

Edit: And I got edit ninja'd after I say that...Shit.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

Ezekiel "Ease" Evans

Ease threw around the bag of coins he had in his right palm in an almost absent minded manner. His eyes were still fixated upon it, but it was almost as if the coins were something else. Something more interesting. He entered that familiar dazed stat he went into when his mind had nothing else to focus on. Random thoughts flowing through that head of his, trying to find a particular one to focus on...Something to put his mind to and to help distr-Then an actual real pair of teeth bore down into his arms skin.

"Pay attention!" "Ow! You little squeaking bastard...That hurt!"

Ratatosk, in a bid to snap him back to the real world, had bitten him once again. He quickly caught the bag of coins that flew into the air as not to lose it, and started to rub the spot the squirrel had bitten. Felt wet...great, he was bleeding. As he gave his companion an annoyed look, Ratatosk simply let out a sigh instead. "You were zoning out again. And we can't have that happening." "And your response every time that happens is to bite me because...?""You're a damn good chewing post." And Ease proceeded to sigh as well. He'd be more bothered if it wasn't for the fact that Ratatosk was right.

Every week, there was a designated day. Well sometimes two days. On that day, Ease was to go and search for any info regarding any recent important activity and how to gain ability to it. On top of that, he also needed to look for info on any news regarding that strange place he called "Earth." And by strange, he meant the normal place that the freaks here would call strange with all their strange tools and scientific witchcraft. At least, that's what he'd assume they'd say if they ever saw it. On top of that, there was another pressing issue. The stone give to him by Ira seemed to be either malfunctioning or in need of a recharge. Or at least according to Ratatosk. They had a temporary stone keeping everything together back home, but that would only last so long. They needed to investigate the more permanent stone soon before that shack becomes nothing but splinters again.

Thankfully the streets seemed lively today and merchants were everywhere and plentiful. One of them had to know how these stones worked. Not to mention, merchants meant customers and customers could be magical in nature. There should be someone that has info on this...

"Why is there such a big crowd?" Ratatosk uttered.

Ease looked up from inspecting his wound to notice a large crowd gathered in a circle for...some strange reason. It seemed they were surrounding something. There seemed to be a lot of talking so maybe an argument or a fight? He went over to a thinner section of the herd to get a better look at the scene. His stature was a saving grace. The sight granted by it made it far easier to see what was going on. It seemed to be 3 women and-" Wait, what the hell?!"

The man standing there was a black haired kid, hair unkempt and ruffled. His face wasn't anything spectacular, but his clothing...they weren't Lugunica. They couldn't be Lugunica clothing. Ease's mind froze for a sec as his mouth went agape. This can't be real. Could this really be happening? "Holy, fu-!"Before he could utter his incredibly loud curse, he was once again bitten by Ratatosk. When he looked down at his annoying offender, he was surprised to see him making a shushing motion with his paw. Oh right. Yelling right now would probably attract bad sorts of attention. Damn you easily excited mind.

And then he realized, "Oh yeah, he looks completely new and is caught in an argument and one weird...horned lady made the thought of fighting him" Shit, how did he get himself in trouble when he seemed so...fresh? Distraction, distraction, distraction. And he just mentioned how they must hate him. God dammit! Only one solution...Ease walked into the center of the crowd and put his best relaxed and cheery face on.

"Oh hey, hey. S'up there man! Been looking for you all over! Oh uh...what's going on? *does a quick jab to Kyle's shoulder* Were you playing jokes again?" Ease said in the most obvious tone he could maintain. He also nonchalantly put his hand to his mouth so only the black haired kid could see and mouthed "roll with it".

@dabombjk @lunarlors34 @seirei no hai @spriggs27

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@ADamnFiddle
Thanks. Just posted it to the Character tab

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

Ezekiel Ease Evans

Ezekiel “Ease” Evans

Him

Just quite a bit tanner.

Clothes

Clothes like this with the hood usually off.

He stands at about 6' and has a fairly athletic build do to his training. Not quite "bodybuilder" or "six pack" but his stomach is slightly ribbed and there's definition to his muscles.
Age
22

Gender
Male

Race
Human

Magic
Fire

Divine Protection
Nada-As in actual NOTHING. Besides of course, Return by Death.

Personality

What The Jerk is Like

Ease has become...a strange man from his years inside Lugunica. You see, back in the normal world we call Earth, he was a decently charming man, if a bit strange. He could tell decent jokes, able to make good conversation with most people(even if the conversation was the weirdest they had), and was welcoming of most activities. He’ still got those traits, by all means, but some of his more negative traits have been highlighted as a result of his time here. For instance, his forgetfulness(which before was negligible but not too problematic) has increased severely and, had it not been for Ratatosk or his notes, he’d have forgotten god only knows what. His tolerance for others has also waned as well. He can still handle it well and keep his composure, but he’ll definitely let far more snark leave his mouth now. Though sometimes, he does have emotionally explosive moments where he find himself yelling in annoyance, happiness, or frustration at things. Then he promptly tries to pretend that didn't happen. He’s also a surprisingly alright flirt(though rustier from his time away from civilization) and a much better swearer.

He tends to avoid conflict as often as he can because, more or less, conflict usually means death in this world for him. However, if he feels he can't help it, he will(very begrudgingly) fight. While he isn't the most booksmart of people, he's got rather good street smarts and can even be a good negotiator or convincer as long as he doesn’t panic. He’s got a bad habit of lying when his back is to the corner, though if he gets the opportunity he will try to clear it up. Most of the time(some of the time). Despite all these negatives, he tries to be friendly to most he encounters so long as he feels it isn't gonna screw him over(though his hermit status has made him a lot less prone to actively seek people out outside of certain situations) . Even then, he still has a bad habit of helping out...usually by accident when he tries getting away.

One thing of note, however, is him pissed off. He’s never really gotten truly pissed cause nothing has ever gotten too far under his skin. But considering the few times he got close he got more...analytical than he did angry...he does shutter a bit at what he would.

Background

The Ease Life

Ezekiel Evans-a man of Alaskan origins. He’s mostly been a normal human being ever since being born, with notable exceptions. Thoufh, every life has exceptions from the norm. For the most part, he belonged to lower middle class and lived within a decent neighborhood. Memories before he was about 6 are fairly hazy but from what his parents said, he was apparently a “little darling” throughout the years. He doesn't buy that for a single second, but it probably wasn't anything of note there.

Kindergarten through 5th grade was rather basic. Ezekiel was considered that “one kid” in pretty much every class he was in. The one that everyone knew and was friendly with but wasn’t really a close friends with him. He did have a few friends he considered closer to him than most, but no one truly noteworthy. Then came middle school which, for him, was the 3 most annoying years of his life. There was drama for always the stupidest of reasons, like “he told her this by accident” or “how could she kiss him?” or some other nonsense. He pretty much ignored it outside of having to hear people complain, except the one day he met the exception. Some kid named Evan from his class(whom he never really took not of till then) who actually was venting about how stupid said drama was. Smiling, Ezekiel chimed in and, before they knew it, they went from that stupidity to how awesome a cannon in the school would be.

They ended up remaining friends throughout the rest of middle school and even high school. They weren't all the “emotional, i’m here whenever” type of best friends but more the “my god, someone who I legitimately like” sort of best friends. They heard the drama, said how that drama was stupid, then proceeded to dick around in the library or watch people be stupid in said library. They almost always ended up in some party on the weekend, where while 2 drunk idiots were fighting, those 2 buzzed idiots were over in the quiet part of the house wondering how the parents are gonna react. In fact, after the hundredth conversation between them that Ezekiel having his first name and Evan having his last name was weird, Evan ended up giving him the nickname “E” for, more or less, shits and giggles. For some reason, it stuck and morphed throughout the years to “Ease.” By Sophomore year, they ended up having a group of similarly minded students that just hung out with them and, shockingly enough, didn't rip the group up from the inside out.

College came soon and the two prepared to go their separate ways. Ease to some college down in South Carolina where this girl, Jessie, whom he liked was going and Evan, wanting to be a bit more serious, went to a far more structured economic school over in Oregon. A pact beforehand was made to meet up afterwards for their “we’re legal now” drinks wherever they choose. 3 years and god only knows how many parties and papers later, they met up at the town Ease’s college was in and downed drink from the local bar like the Iceman and Stalin were coming for them. To the point where Ease, plastered beyond belief, passed out, drunk off his ass, and suddenly seeing the bar become some weird medieval era tavern? Man, alcohol was weird.

About 10 hours afterward, his eyes rose up with that all too familiar hangover headache and a familiar bottle of whiskey in...not the bar. He checked his pockets...Huh. Everything was still there. Still slightly inebriated, Ease wandered around the surprisingly rundown, down right ghetto looking area in dazed boredom. He pretty much assumed he was in a dream or someone somehow got the worm in his drink. He kept wandering aimlessly, shouting drunken curses and shockingly not getting shanked or mugged before ending up in a seemingly better part of town. Then crashed into what could only be described as a werewolf in medieval armor with the glare of...a pissed off werewolf. After a short argument that quickly escalated in a tussle, Ease found his dreamself bleeding out, though thankfully numbed down by the tanks of liquor in his system. Before he knew it, he was back in “That Area I Slept At”.

After finally sobering up and finding his way back to that better part of that town(taking a different route to avoid Mr. Were-Whoopass), he finally discovered he wasn't on Earth but some place called Lugunica. Aaaaand it wasn;t a dream from what he could tell. It was at that point most in the area went deaf from his little girl screaming. Well, that or amazed that he kept a constant scream for an hour. The moment he stopped, he asked where the nearest bar was.

After several drinks, he went out in search of a way back or some sort of royal to help assist him. Well, not before finding a place to work to help get some money to help himself. However, there were a few things he wanted to do above all else. First, he used his money from entertaining in a bar to help get a notebook to write in so he doesn't forget the real world and has a source of important info. Second was a chest to keep any equipment or emotional important items in.

A few months of searching and only coming across a weird blacksmith that for gave him free sword lessons(well as long as he got him materials), an elf that promptly killed him when he called her a blonde weirdo, and a few more embarrassing deaths and incidents he’d rather not mention later, he promptly decided it was time to throw in the towel for now. There didn't seem to be anything else he could for now. And he was exhausted from leading the defeat of a powerful mabeast plaguing a town(In actuality, he ended up strung along by accident and watched the team, which ironically had the blonde elf, sent to kill it take care of it). Chest in hand and his “mobile home”(A.K.A an empty merchant’s cart he managed to make off with), he used the money from the work to buy a more appropriate home. And when that didn't work, decided to work for the man for another 2 months to help make up for it. In which time, he ended up discovering his ability of fire magic...after he accidentally leveled half the town with it when it came in contact with explosive spell stones. Which also had him have the biggest facepalm in his life after he resurrected. And also promptly found the elf that killed him and asked(A.K.A begged her for about 4 days and tried not to die) if she could help him. After another 4 months of working for her and many test trials later, he had a decent knowledge of this magic and even some good sword and bow practice. He even learned more of the world. There was just one problem.

Ease was sick. And by sick, he means sick of the city where he died in so many embarrassing ways(if quick and decently painless outside of a few). With the elf’s help, he was able to create a decently hidden log cabin some ways from the city and decided it was time to move. Well, more like scream and shout how he officially hated Lugunica city life and how being a hermit would be an awesome idea. Ira(the elf) let out a sigh before leaving him with a companion and an actual magical stone to keep away beasts(his original being a complete dupe). The companion, Ratatosk, would prove to be a helpfully ally...if it wasn't just a magical talking squirrel. He still helped Ease find food, but man he woulda loved a jackal...or maybe a bear. Even a boar. From there, he stayed in that cabin, hunting, training(though with mixed results), and living. He occasionally stopped by the town to get info and materials, but, for the most part, he stayed away from there. The only thing else he did was write down notes, to help keep his sanity in check and remember what he desires to get back to. Oh, and work on that beard and mustache he’s always wanted. Mountain Man Ezekiel!...would never happen and instead he's got more 5 o’clock shadow

Likes
Alcohol, well cooked meat, warmth of fire, whiskey, smart stubbornness, music, his flask, writing note, reading his own notes, water, bread, old rock

Dislikes
Undead, mabeasts, monotony, idiotic stubbornness, monstrosities, running, combat, sobriety, arrogance

Themes

Said Themes

When he does something REALLY stupid:

When something fucks up and he needs to make fast solutions/a pretty good regular theme

Relaxing and chilling

When he actually grows a pair and gets kinda serious

Time To Get Away

When The Madman Grows Tired

Wrath and Realization

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

Ezekiel Ease Evans

Ezekiel “Ease” Evans

Him

Just quite a bit tanner.

Clothes

Clothes like this with the hood usually off.

He stands at about 6' and has a fairly athletic build do to his training. Not quite "bodybuilder" or "six pack" but his stomach is slightly ribbed and there's definition to his muscles.
Age
22

Gender
Male

Race
Human

Magic
Fire

Divine Protection
Nada-As in actual NOTHING. Besides of course, Return by Death.

Personality

What The Jerk is Like

Ease has become...a strange man from his years inside Lugunica. You see, back in the normal world we call Earth, he was a decently charming man, if a bit strange. He could tell decent jokes, able to make good conversation with most people(even if the conversation was the weirdest they had), and was welcoming of most activities. He’ still got those traits, by all means, but some of his more negative traits have been highlighted as a result of his time here. For instance, his forgetfulness(which before was negligible but not too problematic) has increased severely and, had it not been for Ratatosk or his notes, he’d have forgotten god only knows what. His tolerance for others has also waned as well. He can still handle it well and keep his composure, but he’ll definitely let far more snark leave his mouth now. Though sometimes, he does have emotionally explosive moments where he find himself yelling in annoyance, happiness, or frustration at things. Then he promptly tries to pretend that didn't happen. He’s also a surprisingly alright flirt(though rustier from his time away from civilization) and a much better swearer.

He tends to avoid conflict as often as he can because, more or less, conflict usually means death in this world for him. However, if he feels he can't help it, he will(very begrudgingly) fight. While he isn't the most booksmart of people, he's got rather good street smarts and can even be a good negotiator or convincer as long as he doesn’t panic. He’s got a bad habit of lying when his back is to the corner, though if he gets the opportunity he will try to clear it up. Most of the time(some of the time). Despite all these negatives, he tries to be friendly to most he encounters so long as he feels it isn't gonna screw him over(though his hermit status has made him a lot less prone to actively seek people out outside of certain situations) . Even then, he still has a bad habit of helping out...usually by accident when he tries getting away.

One thing of note, however, is him pissed off. He’s never really gotten truly pissed cause nothing has ever gotten too far under his skin. But considering the few times he got close he got more...analytical than he did angry...he does shutter a bit at what he would.

Background

The Ease Life

Ezekiel Evans-a man of Alaskan origins. He’s mostly been a normal human being ever since being born, with notable exceptions. Thoufh, every life has exceptions from the norm. For the most part, he belonged to lower middle class and lived within a decent neighborhood. Memories before he was about 6 are fairly hazy but from what his parents said, he was apparently a “little darling” throughout the years. He doesn't buy that for a single second, but it probably wasn't anything of note there.

Kindergarten through 5th grade was rather basic. Ezekiel was considered that “one kid” in pretty much every class he was in. The one that everyone knew and was friendly with but wasn’t really a close friends with him. He did have a few friends he considered closer to him than most, but no one truly noteworthy. Then came middle school which, for him, was the 3 most annoying years of his life. There was drama for always the stupidest of reasons, like “he told her this by accident” or “how could she kiss him?” or some other nonsense. He pretty much ignored it outside of having to hear people complain, except the one day he met the exception. Some kid named Evan from his class(whom he never really took not of till then) who actually was venting about how stupid said drama was. Smiling, Ezekiel chimed in and, before they knew it, they went from that stupidity to how awesome a cannon in the school would be.

They ended up remaining friends throughout the rest of middle school and even high school. They weren't all the “emotional, i’m here whenever” type of best friends but more the “my god, someone who I legitimately like” sort of best friends. They heard the drama, said how that drama was stupid, then proceeded to dick around in the library or watch people be stupid in said library. They almost always ended up in some party on the weekend, where while 2 drunk idiots were fighting, those 2 buzzed idiots were over in the quiet part of the house wondering how the parents are gonna react. In fact, after the hundredth conversation between them that Ezekiel having his first name and Evan having his last name was weird, Evan ended up giving him the nickname “E” for, more or less, shits and giggles. For some reason, it stuck and morphed throughout the years to “Ease.” By Sophomore year, they ended up having a group of similarly minded students that just hung out with them and, shockingly enough, didn't rip the group up from the inside out.

College came soon and the two prepared to go their separate ways. Ease to some college down in South Carolina where this girl, Jessie, whom he liked was going and Evan, wanting to be a bit more serious, went to a far more structured economic school over in Oregon. A pact beforehand was made to meet up afterwards for their “we’re legal now” drinks wherever they choose. 3 years and god only knows how many parties and papers later, they met up at the town Ease’s college was in and downed drink from the local bar like the Iceman and Stalin were coming for them. To the point where Ease, plastered beyond belief, passed out, drunk off his ass, and suddenly seeing the bar become some weird medieval era tavern? Man, alcohol was weird.

About 10 hours afterward, his eyes rose up with that all too familiar hangover headache and a familiar bottle of whiskey in...not the bar. He checked his pockets...Huh. Everything was still there. Still slightly inebriated, Ease wandered around the surprisingly rundown, down right ghetto looking area in dazed boredom. He pretty much assumed he was in a dream or someone somehow got the worm in his drink. He kept wandering aimlessly, shouting drunken curses and shockingly not getting shanked or mugged before ending up in a seemingly better part of town. Then crashed into what could only be described as a werewolf in medieval armor with the glare of...a pissed off werewolf. After a short argument that quickly escalated in a tussle, Ease found his dreamself bleeding out, though thankfully numbed down by the tanks of liquor in his system. Before he knew it, he was back in “That Area I Slept At”.

After finally sobering up and finding his way back to that better part of that town(taking a different route to avoid Mr. Were-Whoopass), he finally discovered he wasn't on Earth but some place called Lugunica. Aaaaand it wasn;t a dream from what he could tell. It was at that point most in the area went deaf from his little girl screaming. Well, that or amazed that he kept a constant scream for an hour. The moment he stopped, he asked where the nearest bar was.

After several drinks, he went out in search of a way back or some sort of royal to help assist him. Well, not before finding a place to work to help get some money to help himself. However, there were a few things he wanted to do above all else. First, he used his money from entertaining in a bar to help get a notebook to write in so he doesn't forget the real world and has a source of important info. Second was a chest to keep any equipment or emotional important items in.

A few months of searching and only coming across a weird blacksmith that for gave him free sword lessons(well as long as he got him materials), an elf that promptly killed him when he called her a blonde weirdo, and a few more embarrassing deaths and incidents he’d rather not mention later, he promptly decided it was time to throw in the towel for now. There didn't seem to be anything else he could for now. And he was exhausted from leading the defeat of a powerful mabeast plaguing a town(In actuality, he ended up strung along by accident and watched the team, which ironically had the blonde elf, sent to kill it take care of it). Chest in hand and his “mobile home”(A.K.A an empty merchant’s cart he managed to make off with), he used the money from the work to buy a more appropriate home. And when that didn't work, decided to work for the man for another 2 months to help make up for it. In which time, he ended up discovering his ability of fire magic...after he accidentally leveled half the town with it when it came in contact with explosive spell stones. Which also had him have the biggest facepalm in his life after he resurrected. And also promptly found the elf that killed him and asked(A.K.A begged her for about 4 days and tried not to die) if she could help him. After another 4 months of working for her and many test trials later, he had a decent knowledge of this magic and even some good sword and bow practice. He even learned more of the world. There was just one problem.

Ease was sick. And by sick, he means sick of the city where he died in so many embarrassing ways(if quick and decently painless outside of a few). With the elf’s help, he was able to create a decently hidden log cabin some ways from the city and decided it was time to move. Well, more like scream and shout how he officially hated Lugunica city life and how being a hermit would be an awesome idea. Ira(the elf) let out a sigh before leaving him with a companion and an actual magical stone to keep away beasts(his original being a complete dupe). The companion, Ratatosk, would prove to be a helpfully ally...if it wasn't just a magical talking squirrel. He still helped Ease find food, but man he woulda loved a jackal...or maybe a bear. Even a boar. From there, he stayed in that cabin, hunting, training(though with mixed results), and living. He occasionally stopped by the town to get info and materials, but, for the most part, he stayed away from there. The only thing else he did was write down notes, to help keep his sanity in check and remember what he desires to get back to. Oh, and work on that beard and mustache he’s always wanted. Mountain Man Ezekiel!...would never happen and instead he's got more 5 o’clock shadow

Likes
Alcohol, well cooked meat, warmth of fire, whiskey, smart stubbornness, music, his flask, writing note, reading his own notes, water, bread, old rock

Dislikes
Undead, mabeasts, monotony, idiotic stubbornness, monstrosities, running, combat, sobriety, arrogance

Themes

Said Themes

When he finally gets sick of people and actually grows a pair:



Most of the time where he thinks the situation is alright:

@ZekariVoblis

Here's it edited. Basically just changed the source of the explosion and erased his dying during the fight against the mabeast.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@ADamnFiddle

Not to be a killjoy, but am I good now? Or do y'all still want me to edit? Quick note-I also left an explanation of everything at the very end of the last page of this OOC. I can quote it if ya need.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@ADamnFiddle

Fair points, but here's my thought process.

The fire magic is a basic thing I figured. While the world is magical and fantasy-like, it doesn't necessarily mean certain aspects won't be similar. So by that logic, I figured the world probably had some form of natural mixed gases as it seemed a basic enough idea without really putting anything in the world too far in question. However, if you'd like, I could find a way to change that into a "cause and effect" that makes more sense for the Re:Zero world.

Even if the party weren't effected, the checkpoint could still be close by, therefore letting easy access back to the group he was with(so long as he knows the way of course).

Yeah, usually it wouldn't, but thats why he has the barrier stone the elf gave him. Its been keeping away nearby mabeasts from his location(both in the house and when he's traveling) so he's far safer. Not to mention, his skill with a bow has been helpful to make sure he doesn't get caught in physical combat with the animals he hunts. It's still dangerous, but overall, it's not as dangerous as it'd usually be due to these precautions.

As for the insanity, yeah I understand that. I figured, however, due to the large amount of time he's gone without dying(basically ever since his first few weeks in the cabin, he has yet to die again). He's ended up injured and heavily injured, but bounced back. I still see where you're coming from and I do intend on him having a few tokens of insanity(2 or 3? I'm not sure exactly how the rating would work).

[@liferusher
Got cha.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@liferusher

I'd say about 7 or 8 times total. I figured his sanity wouldn't be too damaged however because the deaths themselves were fairly quick and decently painless(varying degrees on that, but I mean moreso so instant his brain registered the pain for only a second). And in total, he's been in the world for about a year and a half total.

Also, take a power nap then man. Power naps save lives. Or takes them away if you're actually dying.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

I'm gonna be in the "Corner of Hopefully Not Terrible Writing" while I wait for judgement.

Life in a different world [A Re:Zero setting / Fantasy RP] (Accepting!)

@Ryofu
I didn't know actually. I'll just edit it then real quick