Chinjaofest [Private]

[imperator]

Strutting through trees and shrubbery, he glanced behind him, where the sounds of Adventurers fighting Monsters still ringing in the air could still be heard in the not so distant forest. Not far enough then. Sniffling, he continued to make his way, searching for an ideal spot for him to begin his solitary grinding. Despite the reluctance of others to partake in the mandatory task of grinding monsters, he personally enjoyed doing it, as mindless as it was. Though, considering the current state of the game... Sighing, he rubbed the gauntlets over his arms, as if attempting to confirm their existence. Though, thinking deeper on it, was this really so bad? How many servers had he "conquered" already. Though he had never really paid any mind to it, the concept of climbing to the top had now become more of a preconceived and inevitable notion. He had lost the thrill around... Korea? Somewhere on one of the Eastern Servers. But now...

Pausing, he swiveled about, cupping a hand about his ears. Several moments passed, before he sighed with relief. He had never been too good with crowds. Sure, fanboys and admirers were one thing, but when he was going through something as personal and spiritual as grinding, he preferred some isolation. Something about being more attuned toward his self-improvement. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Maybe this was just the thing he needed to break the stagnancy he had been experiencing. Lifting an eyebrow as what appeared to be a vegetable waddles by, a wolfish grin slashed across his face. Going through the motions huh? Drawing his weapons, he slowly approached the monsters. Vegetable or not, it was time to get his first kill in the game. 

[Casanova]

"Waa, waa, waa, waaaaaaaaaaa", He frantically screamed as he sprinted with grimoir and wand in hand from a giant rat . Desperately, he poked at the floating screen in front him cycling through menu after menu. As he shuffled through the game menu, the rat gained on his position hungry for his life. "Aha!" he gasped as he found the menu with his skills in it. By chance he glanced behind him, only to see the blood red eyes of the rat streaking towards him as it lunged at him with its mouth agape.

Quickly he realized he would have to roll to dodge it but his body was slow to respond and mid-way during his low roll the claws of the rat caught his forearm. As he crashed through some bushes and climbed to his feet out of the roll, blood lightly trickled out of a small gash and soaked into his once clean white robe.

"NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo", he yelled in lament at nobody at the status of his new robe. Even as he screamed, the rat had turned around and lunged at him once more with its long incisors pointed at him ready to bite down. In a more practiced motion, he successfully rolled under the lunge totally this time. "You!!!", He raged, "I will kill you for besmirching my beautiful skin!!!" With a quick motion he jabbed at the already open skill tab in his menu. His wand's tip lit up as a small green slime about the size of the rat materialized from thin air.

[imperator]

Inhaling deeply, he leaned forward, focusing his bodys weight onto the balls of his feet as he prepared to charge his prey. However, screams suddenly filled the air, distressed, panic, screams. Before the Swashbuckler could gather his thoughts, a strange fellow sprinted through the clearing, chased by what looked like a dog, before disappearing into the surrounding foliage. Huh. Shrugging his shoulders, he turned his attention back towards the monster which... NO. NO. NO. Scrambling forward, he came to a skidding halt, collapsing to his knees as he cradled the broken creature delicately in his arms. NO!!! A solitary tear trailed down his cheeks tenderly, even as he secured his free hands grip around the handle of his sword. Raising the weapon, he brought it down as fast as he could, but all for naught as with a final squawk, the creature disintegrated into so many bubbles of light. KS! NO! Sniffling a bit more as he struggled to deal with the turbulent emotions pounding within his chest, finally composing himself, he chased after the duo from earlier with a cold resolution. Finally catching up to them, his fury overwhelmed him, propelling him forward before his mind could assess the situation. Growling murderously, he barked, "You! YOU! You ks me? You ks the Imperator?! I will KS YOU. I will kill this rat. I will kill that slime. Then I will kill you! That is my nindo, the Ninja Way of the Imperator." 

Shifting his feet, he struck a pose, flashing a thumbs up as he inexplicably cried, "Believe it!! Asshole!"

[Casanova]

The green light on his wand dissipated as the small, round green blob fully materialized. Poking through the menu screen with more skill than before, he found the summon command menu within moments. With a dynamic pose, he commanded while pointing at the rat, "FORWARD! ATTA-" Before being able to finish his command and poke the option to have his slime attack he was interrupted by a man crashing through the foliage in front of him.

"You! YOU! You ks me? You ks the Imperator?! I will KS YOU. I will kill this rat. I will kill that slime. Then I will kill you! That is my nindo, the Ninja Way of the Imperator.", He vowed with an angry look. Curiously, even the rat turned to look as if it were fascinated by the man's entrance and vow. Realizing he was still frozen in place pointing at the rat, he went back to a neutral position as he eyed the newcomer warily. Pale white skin on a well toned body with a prideful stature. This man was either handsome in real life or had good taste in his ideal image. "Believe it!! Asshole!", he concluded as he froze in place with his thumbs up and his body contorted in a way that looked cool.

"Alas", he quietly thought aloud while peering at his exp bar, "were this a different time, a different day, we could have been good friends." It was cruel fate that held his exp bar at 1% from the previous 0%, leading to the only possible solution that he did indeed KS. "A shame, truly a shame that it must come to this. " Casanova sighed, " I cannot allow you to have this rat, for it has marred my new robe and my previously unharmed epidermis. What if it leaves a scar in this world? I cannot have this creature to fall to someone other than myself. You, ser, believe that!"