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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 4:14:09 GMT -6
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Marth crossed his arms behind his head and stared at the enormous mountain before him. He was a little ways away standing near the NPC who gave the quest for him to cliimb the massive structure. Blinking a few times, the young warrior looked towards the NPC who grinned back at him as if mocking his blank stare. Even if he did have to wait for another person to climb the mountain with no one in their right mind would show up. He crossed his arms over his chest and weighed his options. Soloing the mountain wouldn't do him any good and climbing it alone wouldn't fulfill the mission requirements. Two or more persons to finish a mission were the rules. He sighed and lowered his arms. He didn't want to drag anyone else into his problems but it was best and it would've been a mutual beneficial agreement. I get more EXP and a stat point, they get to keep moving forward.Everyone won in the very end. Sending up a signal, he took a seat and pulled out the beginner's manual. Thumbing through the pages for the hundredth time that day, he wondered quietly on how much he'd have to go through before he was able to get by without it. Though it never hurt to go back to your basics. He'd have to find someone good enough at crafting to replace his shoddy equipment and figure out a build for himself. The idea of second proficiency loomed over his head. I could go for shields but I could also try for another weapon.The young warrior sighed and laid back to rest among the grass. Clouds drifted across the sky as he let his eyes slip shut. It does feel like a nice day for a nap.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 15:05:47 GMT -6
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rince looked up towards the white haired NPC as he spoke about climbing a mountain once more. She had gone up the mountain before, but that time an older player had showed up and helped her out. Could she do it alone this time? Prince gulped as she bit down on her lower lip. She wasn't sure. Everything in this game was daunting to the small girl. [break][break] Still, she had to keep moving. She gulped quietly before moving to accept the quest with a trembling hand. The quest popped up in her log, and the girl bit down on her lower lip. Her eyes shifted away from the NPC before noticing the teen near the NPC as he laid in the grass. Was he okay? Wasn't it dangerous to just lay out there? Someone could get into his inventory if he wasn't careful... [break][break] Prince gulped before approaching him. She shifted under her black cloak as she spoke softly. [break][break] "Erm... are you okay?"[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 15:58:30 GMT -6
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The breeze felt nice against his skin and the sunlight kissed his face. One upside to being in a death game was that he didn't have to deal with the stress in the real world. Less bickering, arguing, just sunlight and the occasional stormy day. The NPC didn't make much noise except for the occasional shifting in footing while most animals seemed to take to the wilderness rather than swarm him. Maybe they thought he was dead or at least still enough not to bother with. Marth found himself lightly snoozing as his thumb and forefinger rubbed a blade of grass methodically. It was nice and mindnumbing. Just sleeping outside in the sun. Well, it was. A voice called out to him. Asking if he was okay and he opened his eyes into slits, staring blearily at the sky. Someone was looking down at him and all at once, he shot up and turned around to face them. " Woah!" Looking over his shoulder, he noticed it was a girl. A young girl at that. She looked shorter than him and had some wicked looking equipment. Rising to his feet, the teen crossed his arms over his chest and gave her a one over before looking around. There was no one else walking around the two of them and he couldn't see anyone in the underbrush. So maybe she had come alone rather than trying to ambush him. Is she going to cry?The way that her shoulders hunched or her movements signaled slight anxiety. He crossed his arms behind his head. " Yeah, I'm fine." He said. " Are you here for the quest?" Without waiting, he moved to open his menu and sent her a party invite. " If so, let's do it together. I'm Marth. Nice to meet'cha."
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 16:19:25 GMT -6
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rince gulped as he opened his eyes slightly and looked up at her. He didn't look like an adult, but he didn't look her age either. Maybe he was around her brothers age? She wondered if he was alright... Some players didn't eat in the game, and they would collapse. Your character couldn't die from not eating, but you still felt the hunger pains. Was that what happened here? Otherwise, she couldn't think of a reason that a player would lay out completely vulnerable. Prince reached to open her menu, gulping as she shifted to her items. [break][break] When he shot up and shouted, Prince hopped back, eyes wide as her face grew red. Was he alright? Why had he yelled. She looked like a dear in headlights as the bread she was pulling out popped into existence in front of her from her inventory. When it began to fall, Prince gulped and frantically reached to catch it, stepping forward towards him to reach it in time. Her eyes darted down as she stammered. [break][break] ”S... sorry! Er... I... erm... do you want bread?” she asked, holding the bread up with wide eyes. When he mentioned a quest, she nodded slowly before turning to look at the white haired NPC in the distance... who was oddly grinning at them. Creepy. Her eyes shifted back to Marth as he introduced himself and sent a party invite. Prince gulped before nodding and accepting it. [break][break] ”Thank you... my name is Prince. I was going to go do the mountain climbing quest.”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 16:40:41 GMT -6
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Marth tilted his head to the side as a loaf of bread was handed to him. His gaze flicked from the item to the girl holding it. Out of all the things that he expected to happen over the course of entering the game, being given food was not one of them. Nonetheless, he accepted it with a few words of thanks and stared at it for a second. It felt warm from being transferred from her hands to his own and as he took a bite from it, filling as well. Marth hummed contentedly while chewing. Looking towards the mountains that loomed over them like a gigantic shadow. He gulped down the bread. It's not bad for a bunch of ones and zeroes.After he was finished, he turned to look at her and rubbed the back of his head. " Sorry for yelling at you," he said. " You kinda scared me." Then again sleeping in a field wasn't exactly his brightest idea. Vulnerability and a death-enabled area. He'd have to work on his timing a bit more. Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he inclined his head towards the mountain. " So all we have to do is climb this?" There could be monsters waiting for them but considering that she was armored and he was equipped with a nice enough sword, they'd live. " Well, let's get a move on Prince." He stared towards the mountain, kicking a few bits of gravel out of his path.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 17:13:35 GMT -6
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he bread wasn't the fanciest. It was just the local NPC bread someone could buy for a few col. It was the cheapest thing and what most players wound up eating. Prince thought it was horribly bland... She was considering getting the cooking skill just to make something better to eat. However, right now she was more concerned over the teen in front of her. While he seemed alright, Prince couldn't help but worry. Why would someone just say outside completely vulnerable? [break][break] ”Er... it's fine, I'm sorry for... startling you,” she spoke softly. Her eyes shifted to the side as she tried to explain. ”I was just... erm worried when I saw someone laying out like that.” Prince's small shoulders huddled together as her eyes shifted to the mountain. She nodded gently. [break][break] ”Yes, erm... it's not as.. bad as it looks... Right! Let's get going then."[break][break] Prince nodded softly before moving to follow him. [break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 17:23:21 GMT -6
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She seemed nice enough if not a little shy. Marth tucked his hands in his pockets though keeping his eyes on the path ahead of them. It seemed as though the mountain pass was only a winding road circling upwards to the summit. But what could be lying in the way for them is what bothered him more. A spell of silence fell over the pair and Marth could feel it weighing down on his shoulders. This wasn't good. He didn't want her to think that he was mad at her for startling him and he was grateful for the show of kindness. " Thanks for the bread," he said. " And I'm sorry again for scaring you." Way to repeat yourself Marth, come up with something else." It wasn't one of my best ideas. Just felt nice to lay in the sunlight and all, y'know?" He glanced at her over his shoulder and offered a smile. Girls weren't the bane of his existence or hard to talk to. But she didn't seem very happy or anything like that. His mom taught him to be a gentleman and he was almost certain that she would've been harping at him to apologize. Grumbling lightly, he slowed his pace to fall in step with her. " So, since we're going to be climbing this mountain for a bit, why don't we talk?" Conversation usually helped ease tension between people, didn't it. Or create more if you weren't careful. Marth tried to figure what to do in his head but he was drawing up blanks. Maybe if he knew more about her, he could make a plan and come to a decision. " Get to know each other and all." Mildly panicking inside, he crossed his arms behind his head and looked pointedly forward. " I'll start if you want, least I can do." His uncle would laugh or possibly kill him for this. But what else was he supposed to do?!
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 17:57:59 GMT -6
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he smiled softly as he thanked her for the bread again. Prince's eyes shifted down to the ground as she gripped her hands behind her back nervously underneath her black cloak. ”Um, it's fine... and you're welcome..” Her voice was still soft and uncertain, but she seemed to have gotten comfortable enough to stop stammering so much. [break][break] ”Oh... you should be careful. People can, erm, they can actually access your menu by moving your hand when you're asleep,” she explained with a tight frown. During beta, someone had done that to her. They didn't take anything important, but the very idea of someone going through her things bothered her. It became especially more troubling now that the game was basically their real world. [break][break] ”...That's why sleeping in an inn is so important, but, yeah... the sun can feel nice.”[break][break] Prince generally didn't look too happy most of the time. The situation she was in as a member of the life and death game made it very hard for her to be happy. When he suggested talking, she blinked before looking to the side and nodding softly. [break][break] ”Erm, sure, you can start.”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 18:10:41 GMT -6
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The bit of information that she shared with him solidified it. He wouldn't be sleeping in the sun at all if he could avoid it. Not unless his skills and equipment improved at least. It also changed what he thought about her. If she was nice enough to tell him, not take advantage of him, and give him food. What else was she capable of or even willing to do for other people? Kindness like that is dangerous." That so," he mumbled. " I'm glad you're one of the nicer people." Though, that is something interesting to try later on." Well, you already know that I like sleeping in the sun, so something basic." He mulled over what to say. Revealing who he was in the real world wouldn't have any negative repercussions unless by some ungodly sleight of hand, she knew his mom. " My name is Togashi Shingen in the other world, and I'm fifteen." He started. " I was named after my grandfather." The last tidbit was useless but seemed to be something that followed him. His grandfather's presence being an ever constant reminder thaat he wasn't exactly the most normal kid around and that he had a few flaws to work out as well. He huffed lightly and glanced at her from the corner of his eye. She seemed to be at peace now. " My birthday is August 11th and I'm a Leo if you believe in astrological signs." Yes, bring up stars. That's something everyone is interested in.Was he even sarcastic in his own head? " What's your birthday, maybe our signs are compatible." He smirked slightly and mentally face palmed. Be nice to her, not flirt with her, are you serious?!
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 18:34:48 GMT -6
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rince's face turned bright red as he told her she was nice. She wasn't use to compliments like that in the real world. In fact, she wasn't use to even talking to people normally like this in the real world. Everything about Sword Art Online was off putting from the very dangerous aspect of dying in real life to forcing her to interact with other people. In the real world, Prince, no Alice, just huddled off by herself. Sure, people surrounded her, but not out of friendship. [break][break] ”Th... thank you..” she stammered out. Her eyes were still locked on the ground as she spoke. Prince didn't have the nerve to look him in the eyes. A small smile cracked across her face as he mentioned enjoying sleeping in the sun. After he introduced himself, her lips pursed. She honestly didn't want to tell him her real name. It just... felt too real. Still, he had told her his... Quietly, she spoke. [break][break] ”Ah... my name is Fujimoto Alice... erm... I guess I like cooking,” she explained softly. The name Fujimoto was painfully common in Tokyo. So even though her father was an influential man, it'd probably be too common for him to realize any family connections. When he suddenly began speaking of his birthday and about star sign compatibility, the blush that had been fading came back in full force. [break][break] ”E...Erk I was born May 5th... I... I dont know what my sign is.”[break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 19:23:00 GMT -6
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Marth glanced at her again and smiled a little. Even if she wasn't looking at him, she was talking and that was good enough for him. There weren't any encounters so far. Maybe the mission would be smooth sailing if they just continued on like this. But he wasn't going to count chickens before they hatched and hopefully not jinx the situation. As she spoke, he mulled her words over in his mind and tilted his head to the side. Fujimoto was a common family name and he knew a lot of people with the surname. Maybe they met before in the real world and he just couldn't bring her face to mind let alone her name. " Alice. Kinda like Alice in Wonderland, though I don't remember her having a sword or anything like that." His mother used to read storybooks to him as a little boy. He was in love with worlds outside of the one that he knew. To be trapped in one, it was equally scary and mesmerizing. But as always, Marth refused to live in fear and instead let his awe guide him. " Fujimoto Alice," he muttered. " That's pretty." He spared her a smile which faltered a bit as pink bloomed across her cheeks like a rose. Was she embarrassed? The corner of his lips twitched upwards and he couldn't resist the opportunity presented. Stepping a bit closer to her, he kept a bit of distance between them but leaned forward as to see more of her face. " Eh, so you're a Taurus!" Marth exclaimed. " Guess I'm in luck. Taurus and Leo are said to be compatible in relationships, y'know." Leaving the statement open-ended, he leaned back and waited to see what would happen. " Though, you do seem younger than me, maybe thirteen at best." He sighed. " Bummer." The game had to have an age limitation. If anybody could pick up a Nerve Gear and log in then it would prove to be harmful later on. He couldn't imagine a little kid wandering around in the game after putting the helmet on and logging in. But that was unrealistic and hopefully improbable.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 19:42:04 GMT -6
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er lips pursed as he made the Alice in Wonderland joke. Of course he did. Everyone did when she told them her name. It was tiring. She turned from him to hide her brief flash of distaste before turning and smiling weakly. She was trying not to make it awkward, but then he told her that her name was pretty. Prince reached up to pull her armor's hood over her head, trying to hide her blushing face. [break][break] ”E...Er... I... thank you I guess? Erm...” [break][break] Prince quietly fiddled with her hands under her cloak. She quietly held them together. This conversation was getting kind of weird. Was he flirting with her? Quietly, she stammered out a response. ”Y...Yeah I guess...” What else was she suppose to say to finding out their zodiac signs were compatible? What did that even mean? Weren't Zodiac signs a bunch of fairy tale stuff anyway? [break][break] ”Erm... I'm fifteen too...” she spoke softly before glancing down. A soft frown crossed around her face as she walked. Did she really look that young? People thinking she was younger wasnt anything new to Prince, but it was disheartening to hear every time. [break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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Post by MARTH on Nov 13, 2016 20:24:46 GMT -6
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A sigh escaped him and he would've slapped a hand against his forehead if it wouldn't have startled her. Of course, not everyone was interested in philosophy or astrology and he just had to go mentioning it. Maybe there was something that he could do or say to alleviate the situation or make this less of a tiresome experience. If they were in the other world then it would've been a lot easier. Reading someone, interacting with them, and he'd know what to do or say. But it seemed like ever since that announcement came, people changed. Paxilon's eyes, the way he spoke, his laughter send tendrils of cold down his spine. " This is awkward." He admitted it. It was. A bit tense as well considering that he didn't know what to say. He wasn't sure whether he offended her or made her smile, or even if he could. Marth scolded himself internally. He didn't even know what she was going through. What she could have lost. How many people that died so far were her friends. " Sorry, I'm not exactly sure what to say to make this any better. I feel as if I'm missing something or maybe I'm not seeing things the same way as the rest of you." They wanted to get out. Go home. See their family again and even if he wanted the same thing, bottling it up wasn't going to help. " Everyone seems so depressed and angry or.." he faltered. " Like they're about to explode." Paxilon came to mind and his lips turned downwards into a disheartened frown. Rubbing his shoulder, he looked away from her and towards the mountain pass. " If I said something that made you upset or angry, could you do me a favor?" There weren't many things that he came to regret but this might have been one of them. " Just tell me." He could see his mother's face right before his eyes. The way she looked, the words they said, and he regretted it. He couldn't afford to lose himself here. She wouldn't have. She'd keep fighting to the very end if it meant that she could come home. Home." I hope that's not asking too much but some level of trust has to be reached for friends, right?" He smiled. " Or maybe I'm assuming too much again." He smiled a little.
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Post by PRINCE on Nov 13, 2016 21:59:48 GMT -6
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agree...”[break][break] She nodded softly as he spoke the truth. At least he was honest. That was nice. Still, as they walked, the atmosphere only got more and more awkward. Was she suppose to do in situations like this? What was there for to even do... When he started talking again, she blinked before looking down. Prince kept quiet as her eyes shifted to him, looking him straight in the eyes. She then turned and moved to walk a bit faster. [break][break] Finally, she came to a stop several meters ahead of him. If he approached, he'd notice that they had made it to the peak of the mountain. From where she stood, the vastness of the first floor stretched out beyond them. In the distance they could see the other two towns and the Labyrinth. Prince looked over her shoulder at him and spoke quietly. [break][break] ”Erm... it's... because everyone is afraid. We're all afraid of dying... and everyone handles it differently... that's why everyone is acting like that... you didn't do anything that made me mad... it's just, we're all trying to... adjust. Yeah... adjust.”[break][break] Prince looked down as a pop up appeared. They completed the quest. She smiled weakly towards Marth before turning. ”W..we should head down..”[break][break] [End] [break][break] [attr="class","jarleviathancredit"] made by jaronart[newclass=.jarleviathan]width:350px;height:400px;box-shadow:1px 2px 2px 2px #d1d1d1;padding:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanname]float:center;border-bottom:1px solid #d1d1d1;color:#919191;padding:10px;text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #313131;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:25px;text-transform:uppercase;font-weight:bold;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathan:hover .jarleviathanname]color:#ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic]float:left;background:#919191;padding:10px;margin-top:5px;margin-left:5px;border-radius:100%;width:100px;height:100px;border:5px double #fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanpic:hover]background:#FFD000[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathancredit]font-size:8px;font-family:Open Sans;margin-top:2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanusername]width:270px;height:20px;font-family:Montserrat;font-size:16px;text-align:right;padding:2px;padding-right:5px;background:#efefef;border-right:5px solid #00d126;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;margin-top:10px;margin-right:-55px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanhp]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathanstat]float:right;margin-top:5px;margin-right:5px;width:200px;height:10px;border-radius:100px;padding:2px;padding-bottom:6px;background:#fff;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;font-family:VT323;font-size:12px;letter-spacing:2px;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext]float:center;width:300px;height:160px;margin-top:110px;border:1px solid #d1d1d1;box-shadow:1px 1px 1px #d1d1d1;font-family:Open Sans;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;padding:20px;border-radius:10px;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext b]color:#33b5e5[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar]width:5px;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-track]background:#fff[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]width:5px;background:#33b5e5;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantextsub]float:left;margin-right:5px;border-radius:100px;padding-right:7px;padding-left:7px;padding:5px;font-family:Montserrat;text-transform:uppercase;background:#d1d1d1;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;transition:all 0.5s linear 0s;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover]border:1px solid #ffd000;[/newclass] [newclass=.jarleviathantext:hover .jarleviathantextsub]background:#33b5e5[/newclass]
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LV 2
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HP: 1000
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STR: 100
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DEX: 100
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CON: 100
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¡PEPPER! IS
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Post by ¡PEPPER! on Nov 13, 2016 22:05:56 GMT -6
Congratulations! You each got one:
Lv 20 Lightweight Nature Charm (+5 Dex)
A Charming Accessory in the shape of a feather or a flower! How nice!
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