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Post by Lockett on Jan 4, 2016 21:53:41 GMT
[attr="class","post_box"] [attr="class","tetbox"] [attr="class","intext"]"Wha..what is this?.." Her eyes widened in shock, the world she knew seemingly shattered; a foreign yet all-too-similar world brutally forcing it's way into her mind. The sun's warmth descended to the world below it, slithering about her presence and embracing it so tenderly. The wind brushing against her pale yet fragile skin, the roughness of the surface poking at her legs- wait, rough surface? Wasn't she sitting comfortably on her reading chair? Why was she sitting on the ground like that?
Being the witch she was, she immediately assumed it was some kind of witchcraft; a teleportation spell of some sorts. The world, it was so familiar to her, as if she'd just been staring at it only moments ago..That's when she finally began to notice it. To her right was Smithy(Not Official Name), the town's NPC blacksmith she'd often held mock conversations with as a means to prepare herself for any future conversations she'd actually hold with players. To her left was Stinger(She doesn't even pay attention), the weapon merchant that she'd approach to look at all those weapons she knew she'd never own. There was no longer a doubt in her mind. This was for sure the location in which she spawned in every single day, this for sure was the only place she'd known to call home, this was..
Elder Tale.
Panic struck the streets, players citywide now realizing they were stuck inside the game. As big an event this was, Lockett wasn't freaking out for reasons discussed prior "I'll have to.." Her body shook with freight, folding her arms and tucking her head in her knees "I'll have to talk to them.." You see, it wasn't the thought of being trapped in the game that scared her, it was the fact that she'd no have to physically speak to a player. The haven known as Elder Tale was all for naught, she could no longer hide behind the screen, she no longer had her medicine. "What am I going to do?.."
Hardly audible whimpers and whines could be heard from the corner, a sobbing girl huddled up and afraid. She was frozen in place with this fear, her Anthropophobia returning stronger than ever. What was she to do? How was she to survive in this world? If she couldn't speak with one person then how could she manage a party? Oh..this was just the worst of luck for poor Alice. All she could manage was to stay in this position and just hope an answer to her problem would rise to the occassion..Lest she be stuck her for eternity. |
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Post by Someone on Jan 4, 2016 22:54:56 GMT
 Where am i? 450 words for Someone
notes here? A pair of eyes opened up to a radiant sky, his orbs hurting from the change of lighting which caused a low groan to escape his lips. "Tch..." Slightly clicking his tongue Someone stood up trying to regain his bearings, "Where the heck am I...?" He then realized he was in an unfamiliar place, "Where the heck-!" His eyes widened as he realized the setting had an oddly familiar feel, like he had been here a few times before, just not enough times to clearly say where he was. Moments ago the male had been standing within the confines of his kitchen, but now he was disoriented and uneasy.
Looking in a couple different directions Someone noticed that it wasn't just him, there had been multiple players who were wondering what the hell was going on as well. Some seemed to be in deep though, others seemed to be afraid, but all were trying to determine the cause of this pitiful event. Finally noticing some landmarks caused Someone's jaw to drop wide open and he spoke a few words, "Elder Tale!" Giving a flabbergasted expression while his mind raced to find an explanation besides he was transported to a game.
Eyes darting all over the place he ultimately stopped to see a girl in the corner having some kind of mental breakdown. Not knowing as to what his first move was he decided to start out by trying to help the poor girl. Someone preceded to walk up to the girl and kneel down with a gentle smile plastered on his face. Once near the eye level of the girl he opened his lips, "Hello? What's your name? I'm Ro-." Stopping momentarily he had realized he was about to say his real name, "My name is Someone, might I inquire about yours?"
His demeanor was gentle as he tried his hardest not to frighten the fellow player, his exterior being soft as to not scare the other Though he decided best not to touch or be too close to the other, she seemed to be afraid of human contact. That, or she was just momentarily afraid of the situation, nevertheless if she was startled he needed to handle the situation with the utmost care in the world.
Returning back to the conversation he opened his mouth once more, "I wasn't exactly sure but I believe we are in a game, i've only played it once or twice a few months back. Do you have any other information besides that we aren't in Kansas anymore?" Trying to stress the fact that he meant no harm he looked to the female once more with a smile while he awaited for her response. Are you okay? PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Post by Lockett on Jan 5, 2016 0:18:45 GMT
[attr="class","post_box"] [attr="class","tetbox"] [attr="class","intext"]"Hello?"
A large pulse of fear rocketed through her being, her outer body seeming to slightly jump in unison with his words. Now extremely tensed, she'd for sure stopped sobbing, only for it to be replaced by insurmountable freight. The one thing she'd wished to avoid, the one thing she could do without, and it was menacingly hovering over her right now. Why oh why was she the one burdened by her demons? "What's your name? I'm Ro-. My name is Someone, might I inquire about yours?"
He was close, he was so close! Oh god why was he so close?! She wouldn't dare look up, she wouldn't dream of looking up at this point! A bright pink blush stained her perfectly pale visage as she only buried her head deeper into her knees. "This is bad.." She thought to herself "..I don't know what to do.." Panic and fear clouded her pre-exsisting emotions, it was only a matter of time before she would break down again. Was that a tear? That was definitely a tear! The water works are coming back!
Sniff sniff sob sob
The more spoke with her, the worse off she got. In the eyes of anyone else beside these two, it would appear as if he'd been talking her down to the point of tears; shameless, am I right? She continued to clinch onto her clothes, her heartbeat seemingly increasing by the second as his words hit like knives through the chest. "Do you have any other information besides that we aren't in Kansas anymore?" Kansas? She wasn't from Kansas. Now he's just being silly. Despite that fact, it did make her happy to know that not everyone was reacting as the many other rage-fueled individuals stalking the streets; now if only she could talk to some of them.
She had heard his words and she truly wanted to respond but the likelihood of such a thing was slim to none. Speaking to people in the real world was something, speaking to people wielding weapons? Those things couldn't kill a Witch..but her Anthropophobia could. "Someone..help me.." |
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Post by Someone on Jan 5, 2016 0:47:37 GMT
Why are you?... 501 words for Someone
notes here? Starting to feel awkward from the silence being given to him by the female almost made him want to just leave the girl alone. However against his better judgment he decided to finish the conversation rather than walking away from it. "Did I do something wro-!" His eyes widened, and to his dismay the girl had started crying! She was sniffling, and sobbing! He began to hear the chatter of mouths, this caused him to look around so that he could find the source. Turns out it was people who were currently watching the scene go down.
The people who were currently watching was making Someone out to be a horrendous person, maybe some kind of evil degenerate that shouldn't be allowed to live! Good start Roen, good start. After a few instances another sigh left his lips as Roen's head now faced the ground, biting at his bottom lip he went into deep though. If he left the girl as she was it could of possibly make him look even worse than he already did. However, if he did leave the girl she might calm down.
Finally deciding to hell with it and that he should just do what was morally best he stayed by the girl's side. Softening his voice so that it was as kind as possible he once against opened up his lips for the other to hear, "Hello? I'm sorry if I did something wrong. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you, miss?" The male wasn't sure if that would even work, if she'd actually respond to anything he had to say.
Contemplating as to what the girl's problem was he figured maybe she was just traumatized about the current events, possibly Roen just looked very chilling. There were thousands, potentially even millions of possibilities that could of caused her to react in such a negative light. Clicking his tongue once more in deep thought he just brought his eyes to look at the girl as she was currently balled up not even looking towards him.
His mood slightly died a little, the worst thing that could possibly happen, well, happened! What if someone seriously took it the wrong way and came up to the two and started screaming about how Someone was currently being mean and, that might frighten the girl even more. And then not only his chances of clearing his name, but also the chances of seeing if she knew anything about the world. Roen knew it would be unwise to travel alone in this world, it felt like real life so by all means it was possible if you died here you died in real life as well.
"Listen, if I did anything I am incredibly sorry," his apologetic tone filled the air once more trying to stress his point even further than it already was. Perhaps he was talking to much? Maybe he should just shut up and wait for the other one to talk. PLEASE DON'T CRY! PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Post by Rampart on Jan 5, 2016 1:53:20 GMT
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After spending a few moments chuckling to himself and giggling like a little school girl. Rampart set off walking through the town, the town of Lundinium. The streets were absolutely bustling with what he could only assume are players and NPC's. Rampart found himself wading through crowds of people just trying to find a place or group of people that share common interest for which he can possible get some quest going or maybe do a bit of level grinding on some of the areas with weaker monsters.
From what Rampart could tell, there seemed to be no exit from this world. He even tried logging out through the menu . It was apparent that he was stuck here, without any real means to get by other than the skills he has discovered he has. This was even worse given the fact that he has been set to level one and was apparently wearing starter gear. This did not bode well for him, he figured he would’ve at least have been the level he was originally which wasn’t really much better. When he was playing the game before he had only made it to level thirty-five.
While thinking to himself he had accidentally bumped into a male who was currently kneeling down. “I am so sorry dude, I was lost in thought I didn’t mean to run into you like that.” He said with true sincerity in his voice. That was, until he noticed what looked like a frightened young maiden cowering in the corner clutching at her clothing and sobbing. “Dude, did you do this to her? Why are you making a young lady cry? That is extremely rude.” Rampart looks over at the lady and smiles at her. “Did this weird dude make you cry? Because if so, I’ll hit him, and I’ll hit him hard.”Rampart was really unsure of the situation he was in right now. He just hoped he didn’t make a bad judgement call and assume the wrong things. Even so, if he did apologies could be made and he could introduce himself. Maybe this way he could form a party and they could go out and try to grab a bit of early exp. Because it was apparent that leveling up and growing stronger was going to be one of the only ways to survive in this world. He had no idea how dying worked, and he really did not want to find out this early.▲ |
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Post by Lockett on Jan 5, 2016 3:02:53 GMT
[attr="class","post_box"] [attr="class","tetbox"] [attr="class","intext"]"Did I do something wro-"
Finally, some mental peace and tranquility. While she knew he hadn't left, for whatever reason, he'd stopped talking. That was at least enough for her to gather her thoughts, she had a creeping feeling this opportunity would be long gone soon enough. "Think.. what do I do?" Multiple simulations ran throughout the vastness of her mind, every single one of them ending in her having to raise her head "..Why won't he go?..How can I get him to leave?" It was mind numbing, really. She felt utterly helpless, trapped, and backed up in the corner. If she couldn't get out of this situation soon, she felt she'd pass out from timidity overload.
"Stop..just go away.." If only she could say that to him, all of this could be fixed. If only she could look up past her knees and say just three words, leave me alone, then she wouldn't have to suffer like this. Why was she born with such a burden? Why was she the only one forced to feel this way? She wanted to have friends too, she wanted to be outgoing just like everyone else; it's too bad she was too much of a baby to do so. Moving on, she proceded with her current plan of ignoring this man. Hoping that if she hadn't talked to him then at some point he'd just go away.."Listen, if I did anyting then I am incredibly sorry"...
..That was.. until he appeared...
"I am so sorry, dude. I was lost in thought, I didn't mean to run into you like tha-" There it was again, she could feel another presence glaring down upon her. Who was it this time? What did he want with her? "Dude, did you do this to her? Why are you making a young lady cry?" Oh no.. look at what she's done now. Because she couldn't pull herself together, this man was being accused of making her cry - well technically him engaging in conversation with her did make her cry but semantics am I right? Either way, because she couldn't speak up, because she couldn't manage to say just a few words, this man was going to suffer. Reality always hit the hardest when engulfed in helplessness.
"Did this man make you cry? If he did I'll hit him..and I'll hit him hard."
"No!..It's not.." She had to act, she just had to. Even if it was for a faint moment, even if it was just one action, she couldn't let this go on any further. "..It's not.." Come on, Alice, what are you waiting for?! Are you just going to stand by while that innocent man gets hurt over your own issues? Get up and do something! Grip. She reached out, her gentle fingers gripping onto the second male's right sleeve. With her head still facing her knees she nodded left and right, implying the man hadn't made her cry and quickly released her grip; returning to her prior position.
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Post by Someone on Jan 5, 2016 3:26:30 GMT
Where am i? 507 words for Someone
notes here? Feeling another person accidentally walk right into him caused the male to look over in the direction where the voice came from. "Ah it's fin-!" Of course the other had seemed to assume the worst out of the situation. As his worst nightmare came true he tried to calm the situation before it got out of hand of hand. Knowing that if he didn't calm down the girl that someone might come along and just assume he did something to wrong the girl in some way.
Not knowing what to say he was silent, however, he realized if he said nothing it might get worse. "No I didn't. I had came over here to see what was wrong, and when I came over and tried to talk to her she just freaked out. I promise I didn't make her cry." Someone pleaded as he tried to calm the flame before it got out of control, though he had hoped it didn't make him look desperate.
Someone stood up and faced the male with a nice smile before once again opening his mouth, "My name is-. Wait, just call me Someone. I'm still trying to get used to the username, 'name' thing." Scratching the back of his head he thought of anything he might of wanted to include, only one thing really came to mind. The fact that he was a told newb at games, although what if they thought of it negatively? They might just go ahead and leave him to find some experienced players.
Letting out a shrug he looked to the male who was standing up and started to open up his lips, "Uhm, let me go ahead to say that I am completely new to the game. I only played it a few times a while ago, and that was only because my friends had asked." Someone attempted with a smile, he figured if they were going to form some kind of part or guild it would be best to be truthful right from the start. Besides, maybe the two would understand and show him the ropes!
All of a sudden he had been astonished, seeing as the female on the ground who was crying just moments ago do some kind of movement. For a minute he hadn't understood what she had been trying to say, but then it had finally clicked with him. Softly smiling Roen looked to the girl thanking her silently as she tried to clear up the confusion. But he had been slightly surprised when she went back to her former position hiding her face once again in her knees. Well hey he was just glad that he wasn't about to get punched in the face, hard.
"Yeah, as she said, I was just trying to help her. I still don't really know what's wrong though." After that was good and done he looked to the male who had previously walked into him. The other seemed to be just a little bit smaller than himself, couple inches and then some. Are you okay? PHARAOH LEAP. |
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Post by Rampart on Jan 5, 2016 4:54:37 GMT
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Rampart on the other hand was completely ecstatic about everything. “If you’re upset about being trapped inside of a game then I understand. But there are plenty of reasons to love the fact that we are. I for one am grateful that we are in this world. The real world has nothing for me, this world has everything. Why not take the opportunity to enjoy a world where anything is possible. A world we can explore and make our own.” With that speech out of the way, he wondered how the female would react this time, if she’d even react at all.
Rampart finally turned his attention back to the male that he had bumped into who was seemingly talking. Rampart stuck a pinky finger in his right here twisting his finger in it before pulling it out and examining it. “What were you saying? I wasn’t really paying much attention.” To be honest, Rampart thought the man was a little too nice. But then again some people are just like that so who was he to judge. That aside he wondered what he was going to do next. ”Hey guys, I know we just met, but how’s about we look for another few people and start up a party. We can go into lower level dungeons or lower level areas and grind a bit of exp. Maybe get a few levels in so we can work on doing quest and gather money for better gear. Just give it some thought, and let me know in a few minutes." I’m going to lean against this wall over here and look extremely nonchalant.
He knew nothing about these two, whether they are trustworthy or even decent at the game. Hopefully they had a slight idea as to what they were doing and would make it easier for him to grind exp. Maybe they would even be able to take on a dungeon or so in the days to come. Rampart didn’t know how long he’d be trapped in this world, but he was going to do everything he could to enjoy every single moment. If possible, Rampart would like to stay in the game forever, for going back to real life would just mean he has to return to a world he doesn’t belong in. Hopefully they will agree to his request and join him.
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Post by Yoshiaki on Jan 6, 2016 3:59:13 GMT
The Adventure of Nakajima Hattori  His eyes opened slowly, and he found himself staring up at the blue sky. Hmm. . .weird, he didn't remember falling asleep outside. This was very strange indeed. As far as he remembered he was in a room on his computer playing this game. What had happened. Oh well...nothing seemed wrong besides the fact that he was now outside. Then he sat up and he could feel the weight of something weighing down on his body. Looking down he noticed he was wearing chain mail. What the hell? This was another strange occurrence. What kind of weirdo dressed him up in this s**t? His eyes narrowed and he glared around to find the source of this person, only to find the sound rushing to his ears.
His eyes and ears were met by the bustling commotion of a city in turmoil and panic. People were dashing about, some were crying, and others were gathering into groups and whispering. What the f**k was this? A growl practically escaped his lips as he stood, feeling that there was a bit more weight on his left side. Looking down he noticed he had a Nodachi strapped to his waist. Okay. This was definitely not normal. He hardly ever carried a real Nodachi, preferring the bamboo ones of his fathers dojo. He drew the blade from it's sheath and grinned at the sound of the cold iron sliding forth. Oh my. It practically got him hard. His father never let him touch real weapons, the damage he did with a bamboo one was already enough. Sheathing the weapon again he glanced about while simultaneously removing the sheathed blade from his hip and instead bringing it up to rest on his shoulder.
His icy blue eyes found themselves scanning the crowd. He didn't know what was happening, but he felt no inclination to panic, so instead stood and turned in a circle. There he found a group of three, two males and a female. One of the males was seemingly in an argument while the female was crying. He felt the more honorable side of him pull itself their way, and he audibly grumbled as he sauntered towards the trio. A grimace was on his face and his eyebrows were furrowed. ''Ey!" He said, his voice carried a strange accent, Japanese. ''Why are you messing with this girl. . .huh?!" He quirked an eyebrow and his lips practically drew back in a snarl as he looked down at the far skinnier male. He wouldn't fight him. No no no. Not with all his weird friends around. Just talk some sense into him.
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Post by Lockett on Jan 6, 2016 4:44:29 GMT
[attr="class","post_box"] [attr="class","tetbox"] [attr="class","intext"]Oh, hello Alice. Hey Alice, how are you? Great thanks for asking. So, how'd that plan for getting rid of that guy go for you? Excellent, only one snag though. What's that? It isn't working! It isn't working at all!
Reaching out and grasping the male's sleeve was great and all, pat on the back for that one, but in the end it only caused the man to stay longer. What's worse was now the other stood with him! Why couldn't the two understand that she simply wanted to be alone?..Or was it her fears that wished for her to stay this way? Despite what she may think, she couldn't ignore the race of her heart, the adrenaline pumping through her veins as she attempted to communicate with another living being. It was exhilarating, it was enthralling, it was . . . What she should have done some time ago.
The younger, soft spoken male was nice, she could give him that, but she couldn't shake the fact that his overwhelming kindness was a little bit weird. One could go so far as to say it was off-putting. Though who was she to talk? The other male approached her in the same manner, asking her what was wrong, proposing ways to help- men were so obvious. The soft spoken male was naive, fresh to the world around him, and more-than-likely chivalrous. The other was happy he was trapped here, he must have something he yearns to leave behind. Regardless, the two definitely had one thing in common; their egos.
Every man wants to appear cool in front of a woman, or at least that's the standard set by society. Though with so many changes to the world, trends are meant to be broken, it's just a shame it won't be by anytime soon by these two individuals. Moving on, the man known as Rampart had asked her what was wrong, what it was she was afraid of. Well, she'd love to answer him if she wasn't busy with that very fear she wanted to rid herself from. For now, she would have to deal with sitting here and listening; muster the courage to speak out yet agian.
Rampart started up again after the soft spoken male finished talking. Originally she hadn't found much of a reason to hear what he had to say, that was of course until he'd mentioned the real world and it having nothing for him. "Wait a moment.." She thought to herself "Could he be.." He wanted to enjoy the opportunity he was given instead of take it for granted, she couldn't help but think.. "Maybe he's like me.." With that in mind, she listened to his words more attentively.
Seeming to collectively ignore what all the soft spoken man was saying, Rampart followed up by suggesting they party up, do some quests and collect some gear. That sounds amazing!...Or it would, had she not been freaking out right now. "Oh no.." Her muscles tensed yet again "A group of people?..How will I...I can't.." Her body began trembling yet again, the fear of conversation with other beings creeping it's way into her being. "I'm not ready.. I can't do it.. I should just stay here.. It's always going to be safe here..Why would I leave my safe spot?" She couldn't keep letting her fears get in her way like this, it was truly damaging to her post-clouded mind. What was stopping her from joining him? What was truly stopping her from taking that invitation?
"Ey! Why are you messing with that girl?..huh?!"
Oh right...that's what. Yet another voice joined the fray! This was getting to be a bit ridiculous, even for Alice's standards. Her sitting on the ground was drawing more attention than ever before, she now had to do something to stop all of these wild assumptions! "Get up.." She thought to herself "Just get up.." Slowly she would attempt it, first reaching knee level then eventually standing up fully. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she looked to the man for but a second to shake her head left and right; she'd immediately avert her gaze after. Managing to walk past the huddled group around her, she sent a private call request to the man known as Rampart. Knowing he'd accept it, she figured this method would be best so long as she didn't have to look at him or verbally speak to him.
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Post by Someone on Jan 6, 2016 5:05:37 GMT
Do I look like a bully? 562 words for Someone
notes here? Slowly he furrowed his eyebrows, it seemed he was literally being ignored by both of them! What reason would he have to spend time in a group that neither members cared what he had to say? Well perhaps it wasn't that, maybe it was just the fact he really does yammer away at people's ears too much sometimes. Looking towards the female as she seemed to just be nervous again, and the short one who had appeared was talking constantly, he seemed way to estatic for Roen's taste. Nevertheless he just listened in on the words, he wanted to know exactly what he'd be getting himself into before he really agreed to anything.
Thought the moment he heard another man approaching he let out an annoyed sigh, yep it was happening again. All he wanted to do was be nice to someone, was that too much to ask for? Why couldn't he just come up to a person with good intentions and not be assumed for some kind of asshole who only wanted to stroke his ego. Well in the end it didn't really matter, as long as he was able to make some kind of friends it didn't really matter, did it?
Turning to fact in the direction the other man was coming from he shook his head, "I'm sorry but you are the second one to misunderstand, as you can see she is perfectly fine. She had originally been crying so I came up to her asking if she was okay." Roen explained, he was about to stop there but decided to go ahead and go further in depth so there was no longer any misunderstandings about his intentions. "The other man came assuming the same thing you did, followed by her s-!" Though he had looked over to the girl as she had stood up. He was honestly quite surprised for this had been the first action she had even done while in his presence other than just crying and pulling on shirts.
Well nevertheless she seemed to at least be okay, as long as she wasn't crying or anything he'd be fine with it. Looking towards the smaller man he nodded and opened his mouth to follow up, "Of course. I'd love to join in on your little parade for exp. Who knows, maybe we can get to know each other. That'd be deeply beneficial." The other smiled but then looked over to the male who had recently just approached. He didn't know the class of the smaller man but from the looks of his katana, the man who had just approached was certainly a Samurai, that'd be good to have a tank. And just in case the other was also some kind of tank class, well then it'd be great.
So he turned around to face the man who had recently just appeared and nodded his head before opening his mouth, "Rampart, if you don't mind then I'd like to ask this other person who just approached us if he'd like to join. If we have more people then we'd likely be able to get more exp because we can kill more monsters. If we can't get another person then four should be enough just for a part, no?" After this he turned to face Rampart awaiting to see what the reaction would be.
Roen was very curious.
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Post by Rampart on Jan 6, 2016 17:34:57 GMT
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Once again another person had joined in on whatever kind of group Rampart had found himself in. To be honest was more or less looked like two guys arguing over a girl with her crying in the corner. Which in all fairness would catch anyone’s attention. Rampart just found it to be weird that it was another man whose attention was grabbed. Nevertheless an explanation was to be made so that things didn’t get out of hand and stir up a ruckus. “To be honest dude, I walked over here when this guy was trying to talk to the lady here. She was already crying when I showed up, and apparently she was crying when he showed up. Honestly neither one of us have any idea as to what is going on with her and she won’t tell us either.”Rampart was curious as to how the man would react knowing that neither Rampart nor Someone had any idea as to what in the world was going on. In fact, Rampart doubted anyone knew what was going on at this point other than the fact they were all trapped inside of a game through some mysterious voodoo magic. But the matter at hand was trying to figure out what exactly was wrong with the lady and whether or not she would be willing to join in on his group. Especially if he could manage to figure out what class she was. By the looks of things, the new guy was a Samurai, which was obvious by his Nodachi. The other guy was more than likely a swashbuckler due to his lack of shield and his particular starter gear.It was at this point that the young lady did something really astonishing. Well astonishing to him because she’d only made one movement since he had been standing there. She actually stood up, and followed by that Rampart had received a private call. He quickly answered, to hear the soft voice of the lady that had walked past him. She had in fact accepted his invitation to be in a group, and that he was truly happy about. “I am glad you are willing to join in on our little escapade. But if I may, why is it you were crying, I can only assume it isn’t from the game because your reaction didn’t symbolize that. Meaning it has to be an issue you were dealing with before coming here.”He eagerly awaited her response. As the first male he met began rambling on to him. Rampart once again barely paying attention. All he really got out of it was that Someone wanted to join in as well and he was going to ask the Samurai dude to join them. Rampart nodded in agreement, because a tank would be really useful in a group if they plan to go get some early levels. As he looked around still waiting for the female to reply, the people around him seemed to have calmed themselves. The players were slowly accepting their fate and making their moves, partying up, and heading out. This was a good sign to him, that people will make the best of their situation and they will enjoy the time that they have in this magnificent world. Hopefully, Rampart will eventually be able to make numerous friends and get to enjoy his time here.▲ |
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Post by Yoshiaki on Jan 7, 2016 3:28:48 GMT
Party Up? Who Would Party With These Weebs? The Adventure of Nakajima Hattori Slowly he turned to face the soft sounding male. What? She was already crying? How strange. . .what was her problem? Grunting he adjusted the Nodachi on his shoulder and straightened out, looking down at them with a glower. Upon the invitation of partying up with the folks, his eyes narrowed and he actually found himself stepping back away from the man.
''Party up? What does that mean. . .?" It didn't seem like there was a party anywhere nearby, what was this guy talking about. Making an assumption, he quickly spoke up. ''I don't even know if I want to go to a party with you. And if there is a party, where is it being held. And there better be some hot girls, all I see around here are weebs.'' Then, with another resounding grunt, he squatted down and fell backwards onto the ground, looking at the other three with a quirked brow. ''Oi girl. . .do you plan on going to the party?" Eyeing her she seemed pretty attractive, nice and small too. Other than the fact that she didn't talk, he wouldn't mind hanging out with her for a night or two. ''And one more question.'' He said turning to face the males. ''Why am I dressed like this?'' His eyes ventured from one character to another, and he couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle. Yesterday he was robbing video game stores. Now he was trapped in this weaboo convention talking to a bunch of people he didn't know nor care for. How problematic.
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Post by Lockett on Jan 7, 2016 4:51:49 GMT
[attr="class","post_box"] [attr="class","tetbox"] [attr="class","intext"]Rampart was smarter than she'd originally thought. With a relentless drive he continued to press on with his previous question; retract her previous thought, he was that dumb. Regardless of this fact, she knew that if she had hoped to act as brave as her conscious pressured her to be, she'd have to start with speaking. No better opportunity than to answer the question he so desperately needed the answer to.
"Anthropophobia" she paused, placing her hands behind her back whilst gazing at the beautiful sky above her. "I..can't talk to people.." She looked down, a frown stretching across her visage "I'm too afraid.." She knew it wasn't right to treat people the way she treated them, she knew that countless people were just trying to befriend her. Why was it that she couldn't breach this obsidian plated wall that blocked her so? "I'm sorry for before..I was frozen..didn't know what to do. A world like this is.." Clinching her fists tight, she paused before continuing, nearly feeling the tears stream down her eyes once more.
"Scary.."
That's right, Scary. Everything was scary to her. This world, the npcs, the players, especially the players. In a situation like this, trapped and subject to torture via phobia, she often wondered how she'd even make it. Hopefully by speaking to Rampart, some of that would change. "Lockett.." She said, momentarily shifting her gaze to Rampart without the others noticing. "My name is Lockett..but you can call me Alice." It was then that something amazing happened..she smiled. "It's nice to meet you, Rampo."
The rather brash of the three called out to her, asking her if she was going to be joining the party. Oh boy did she want to shut down right here and now. With a man this intimidating, wouldn't anyone loss their will to stand? She couldn't help but uncomfortably squirm and avert her gaze, nodding up and down without so much as looking into the man's eyes. "A weirdly kind boy..Rampo..." Simply thinking about the rougher male sent chills down her spine "..I'd rather not think of him if I don't have to.." Turning to Rampart, she began walking towards the direction she knew as the exit; she didn't want to delay the adventure any longer with her shenanigans. "Shall we?" |
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