May 7, 2017 22:52:41 GMT -5
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May 7, 2017 22:22:43 GMT -5
Post by Usagi on May 7, 2017 22:22:43 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","biggieno"]  [attr="class","textieno"] Icy-blue eyes flickered open to find themselves staring at a green forest ceiling, the branches swaying gently to and fro as the gentle breeze blew by. The sound of birds chirping accompanied by the scurrying of other wildlife in the area rustling about between the dirt and the leaves. Blue hues blinked a few times before looking over his immediate surroundings, taking into account the game's HUD was still visible to his sight. Was he... still in the game? He was so certain that if he'd gone into "Sleep Mode" the game should power down and he could boot it back up from the hardware later. So why was he still here...? Thinking about it however, brought him nothing but a headache, and a slight fuzzy sensation within his mind. Remembering what had happened prior was coming up... blank. [break][break] A hand came up to rest over the left side of his head, concentrating as hard as he could... only to get nothing. "What the heck happened...?" he asked to no one in particular. Had he somehow fallen under the effects of amnesia? That would be some right shit if that were the case. Oh well. It would all probably come back to him eventually. Thoughts on his memories aside, he'd sit up to find himself waking from a bed of flowers - carnations to be exact. And beside him would be a single White Hare simply staring up at him, as though showing some small semblance of concern for the White Rabbit. The midnight-haired young man stared at it a few moments before reaching out... resulting in the rodent turning and hopping away. Well that sucked... but there was no time to mope over something so small. Right now, he had to figure out what the hell was going on, and soon. "Guess I'll take a look around first..." he said to no one in particular, rising up to his feet and walking along the floor of the woodland area. Checking in the lower left-hand corner was the name of the area displayed - Faywood - Sacred Grove. [break][break] Insert BGM: City Ruins(Ray of Light); Nier: Automata[break][break] His walk had soon become more of a brisk job, his body feeling oddly familiar with the sensation of everything. The lighting, the breeze, the feeling of the dirt, leaves, rocks, and many other things feeling as real as the real world itself. He knew that he was still in BWO... and yet these sensations were so real, he felt as though it were impossible. It didn't help that his body felt much lighter than it probably should have. Mere hops and skips made him feel as though he were gliding across the terrain, practically floating, if one could really call it that. Hops became leaps, and leaps became bounds as he steadily became more acquainted with his new agility... even excited. Perhaps it would have something to do with him playing the White Rabbit class. One of its highest stats was speed, so henceforth, it would only make sense for his body to feel much more agile physically, would it not?[break][break] It would not take long until the rabbit happened upon another one of his animal counterparts, this one seeming to share a resemblance as far as eye color went. It was strange how a game could create something so simple, and yet make it so very fascinating, the young man was thinking to himself. Unable to help himself, he'd found himself squatting down and holding a hand out towards it, and oddly enough, the blue-eyed rabbit came and sniffed his hand. Perhaps he'd made himself a new friend? ...Well, using that word somewhat loosely, anyway... [attr="class","iconieno"]  [attr="class","tagsieno"] ghost open [newclass=.biggieno]margin-left:-300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno]margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:610px;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconieno]margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tagsieno]font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px;margin-left:-75px;margin-bottom:40px;[/newclass]
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May 8, 2017 23:43:28 GMT -5
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May 8, 2017 23:43:00 GMT -5
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Post by ghost on May 8, 2017 23:43:00 GMT -5
[newclass=.drbg]width: 500px; padding: 25px 0px; background-color: #111111; margin: 0px auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpic]width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 20px; background-color: #1d1d1d; margin: 0px auto; position: relative; z-index: 2; overflow: hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.drline1]width: 450px; height: 1px; background-color: #1d1d1d; position: relative; z-index: 1; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: -62px;[/newclass] [newclass=.drline2]width: 450px; height: 1px; background-color: #1d1d1d; position: relative; z-index: 1; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.drbehind]margin-top: -50px; font: 160px 'times new roman'; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -16px; color: #5D1111; text-align: center; position: relative; z-index: 3;[/newclass] [newclass=.drfront]width: 500px; margin: 0px; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); color: #a5a5a5; font: 12px Droid Serif; font-weight: 700; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -86px; line-height: 24px; position: relative; z-index: 4;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpost]background-color: #1d1d1d; color: #9a9a9a; padding: 25px; width: 400px; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: 23px; font: 10px arial; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpost b]color: #fff;[/newclass] [nospaces][googlefont=Droid+Serif:400,700] [attr="class","drbg"] [attr="class","drpic"]  [attr="class","drline1"] [attr="class","drline2"] [attr="class","drbehind"]ɢʜᴏsᴛs [attr="class","drfront"]HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN CHASING [attr="class","drpost"] Ghost let out a brief yawn as he passed through the familiar area at his own leisurely pace. He had been there before just to stroll through the beautiful scenary. Now, he was in the sacred grove with a plan in mind that honestly was spontaneous. In fact, he literally rolled out of bed and thought it was a good idea to do some light training just to polish up his finesse. Some relaxing in between would also do just fine considering his recent adventures consisted of fighting bosses back to back and nearly dying all three times. [break][break] He sighed recalling both the memories and the aches pounded deep into his sore muscles. Flawless perfection like himself needed tender love and care-- not to be tenderized. An important message that the first floor beasts didn't quite grasp. Ghost whined to himself as the flashbacks started to hit him in waves. Yeah, he needed a change of scenary and a break while he could catch one.[break][break] The Phantom quirked an eyebrow when a rustling sound alerted him to a wild encounter with some low level monster. From the bushes emerged a white hare wandering out into the open right in front of him. It raced off however once it had caught sight of the strange man cloaked in black giving him no chance at an interaction. Well, that wouldn't do. Ghost smiled, rushing off to follow the blue-eyed rabbit himself. The feat proved to be difficult when it he quickly came across obstacles that only something so small could easily clear. Still, it hardly deterred him from his current self-made game.[break][break] Tsk.[break][break] The Phantom's tongue clicked when he had lost sight of the small creature. He took soft steps as he looked around for the bunny. He honestly didn't carry with him any ulterior motives aside from wanting to pick up the critter into his arms. Another turn brought up the very rabbit that he was searching for though, looked to belong to another person. He blinked unsure if he should disturb the player. [break][break] " Er...your pet?" Ghost asked awkwardly, pointing down at the white fluff. [break][break] Usagi - srry im dying with a headache but hey, got this out anyways. srry for the wait.[attr="class","drkeecredit"]# DARKEE[googlefont=Montserrat:400,700][newclass=.drkeecredit]text-align: center; width: 100%; font: 8px montserrat; font-weight: 700; margin-top: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.drkeecredit a]font: 8px montserrat; font-weight: 700;[/newclass]
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May 9, 2017 20:22:25 GMT -5
Post by drakka on May 9, 2017 20:22:25 GMT -5
Drakka was at home in the wilderness. Unlike the cities, which possessed few places for such a beast to hide, the forests were a labyrinth of plants, trees, shadows, even passages only available to the four-legged being. Plus, it also made an excellent hunting grounds. She was currently hunting...something. A blue-eyed rabbit, cute, adorable, and unatural. Any other place, she'd leave the thing alone...but this was a game, and strange things meant rewards for those who chased them, perhaps she was even setting off a quest! Spurred by the thought, she stalked the white Rabbit, looking for all the world like a shadow, visible for only a moment, before she vanished from both mind and sight. Drakka puffed in anticipation, unwilling to acknowledge the strange noises and scents that neared the rabbit. She just had to catch the thing, she would get a reward for wasting her time! She leapt through the undergrowth, and heard voices at the last minute-too late! She was already lunging forward, there was no way, not even a Shadow Walk, that would keep the sight of an wolf-like beast jumping for the dear white Rabbit away from mind. Dammit, I really fucked up!@usagi ghost
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May 9, 2017 23:02:24 GMT -5
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May 9, 2017 23:01:27 GMT -5
Post by Usagi on May 9, 2017 23:01:27 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","biggieno"]  [attr="class","textieno"] BGM: Hunt or Be Hunted[break][break] The small rabbit ceased its actions before looking in the opposite direction at the sound of rustling bushes and leaves. A man cloaked in black emerged forward, messy hair as black as night and eyes that seemed friendly enough, despite the sensation of them prying into his very being. The young man's eyes averted upward beneath the hood of the rabbit-like hood he wore, eyes meeting as an ever-stoic expression rested upon his face. Calmly he stayed in his position, quickly thinking over the way this situation seemed to be playing out. Another Player was in the game, that much was obvious. But for some reason, it seemed to itch at the back of his head like he should be asking something important. The rhyme or reason however, continued to escape him. [break][break] "Er...your pet?" was the inquiry which was spoken from the man's lips. The Rabbit blinked a few times as his mind processed this. Ah, right. The game had a built-in translator, so language barriers were non-existent here. A shake of his head was his response, lips parting to speak in reply... until something rustled in the bushes once more, setting the hare on alert before it darted off. Icy-blue eyes hardened as brows knitted together, the young man turning to find a wolf-like beast lunging out from the brush like the predator in hunt of its prey. [break][break] There was no time spent in thinking, as his body seemed to move on reflex. A hand reached down and unclipped a pouch at his side, pulling out a handful of cards and fanning them out in his grasp. One might wonder what he could expect to do with paper, but closer inspection would reveal that these cards held a razor's edge on each of them. As such, the Rabbit began swinging his arm in an attempt to attack the beast without relent![break][break] [attr="class","iconieno"] [newclass=.biggieno]margin-left:-300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno]margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:610px;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconieno]margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tagsieno]font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px;margin-left:-75px;margin-bottom:40px;[/newclass]
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May 10, 2017 18:41:53 GMT -5
Post by ghost on May 10, 2017 18:41:53 GMT -5
[newclass=.drbg]width: 500px; padding: 25px 0px; background-color: #111111; margin: 0px auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpic]width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 20px; background-color: #1d1d1d; margin: 0px auto; position: relative; z-index: 2; overflow: hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.drline1]width: 450px; height: 1px; background-color: #1d1d1d; position: relative; z-index: 1; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: -62px;[/newclass] [newclass=.drline2]width: 450px; height: 1px; background-color: #1d1d1d; position: relative; z-index: 1; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.drbehind]margin-top: -50px; font: 160px 'times new roman'; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -16px; color: #5D1111; text-align: center; position: relative; z-index: 3;[/newclass] [newclass=.drfront]width: 500px; margin: 0px; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); color: #a5a5a5; font: 12px Droid Serif; font-weight: 700; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -86px; line-height: 24px; position: relative; z-index: 4;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpost]background-color: #1d1d1d; color: #9a9a9a; padding: 25px; width: 400px; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: 23px; font: 10px arial; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpost b]color: #fff;[/newclass] [nospaces][googlefont=Droid+Serif:400,700] [attr="class","drbg"] [attr="class","drpic"] [attr="class","drline1"] [attr="class","drline2"] [attr="class","drbehind"]ɢʜᴏsᴛs [attr="class","drfront"]HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN CHASING [attr="class","drpost"] Ghost nodded with a smile, scratching the back of his head as he searched for words. The other male was by far the quietest person he's met so far in the game. Luckily, there was no chance for an awkward silence when a rustling sound diverted his attention. Leaping out from the brush was a familiar figure that he recognized from a past encounter. Unlike him, this player actually contributed in the last raid and was one of the first few to join his party. There was no mistaking the unique appearance.[break][break] The Phantom raised a hand to perhaps, call out to the player in hopes that she would also remember him. Before he could, he reacted immediately to a sudden attack from the white-hooded player aiming at the wolf. Ghost clicked his tongue, positioning himself between the two and with his ability activated, did his best to destroy the cards through his [ ᴍᴀɢɪᴄ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ]. He was unsuccessful in the attempt and as expected, did not come out unscathed -- technically. If not for the fact that the cards did no damage to him, he would have forgotten about the lack of friendly fire. [break][break] How embarrassing.[break][break] Ghost turned around to face the Lobisomem, giving her a casual two-finger wave before turning back to the other player. " It's not courteous to attack a lady -- not that it would have done anything," he grinned sheepishly. " Which makes me a lucky man, those would've seriously injured me." [break][break] drakka & Usagi [attr="class","drkeecredit"]# DARKEE[googlefont=Montserrat:400,700][newclass=.drkeecredit]text-align: center; width: 100%; font: 8px montserrat; font-weight: 700; margin-top: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.drkeecredit a]font: 8px montserrat; font-weight: 700;[/newclass]
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May 10, 2017 19:10:09 GMT -5
Post by drakka on May 10, 2017 19:10:09 GMT -5
Drakka yelped as a card caught around her throat, a quick look at her HP showed no damage was done, but that still didn't mean it wasn't surprising being hit like that. Her flailing paws caught the other cards, swiping them away for a split second before she tumbled away and shifted back. A black-haired girl caught herself on four legs, instinctively seeking out her neck and finding no problem or wounds. Her face bubbled with red, whether by rage or embarrassment was a little unclear, she looked a little of both. " What the hell, man!?" She almost frothed with anger, " You know what a player looks like!? Huh?" No doubt she would have continued, had the Ghost not spoken at that exact moment, " Lady?" She recognized the man, no doubt he was a bit of a freak but he was helpful from what she'd seen, unlike this bunny newcomer! I look like a damned "lady" to you, did your mother teach you not to lie?" She turned her attention back to the rabbit boy, basically starting off where she ended, but with a little less blind anger, " Are you trying to get someone killed!?" She pointed to the blue-eyed rabbit, looking just as dangerous as the Lobisomem she had taken the form of, " Keep an eye on your fucking pet! I could have run into anything chasing that thing!" ghost @usagi
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May 16, 2017 22:05:52 GMT -5
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May 10, 2017 20:23:58 GMT -5
Post by Usagi on May 10, 2017 20:23:58 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"] BGM: A Foolish Event[break][break] It all happened rather quickly. At one point, he could feel his cards catching the wolf-like beast in the neck. However, there was no proper damage dealt. More like the thing just got punted like a very small dog would have been. At the same time, the stranger cloaked in black had stepped in and seemed to try and catch the young man's cards within his grasp. Again, the razor-edged paper met gloved flesh, but made no cuts. The raven-haired man had even attempted to use one of his abilities it seemed, but to no avail. The hooded male remembered that there was - for the most part - no such thing as PvP in this game, unless players mutually agreed to a duel, or there was an event that involved such.. Meaning that the "animal" he'd just struck was actually another player. To further prove the point, the wolf had shifted into a girl, who looked very upset with the whole debacle.[break][break] "It's not nice to attack a lady... Not that it would have done anything. Which makes me a lucky man, those would've seriously injured me." The raven-haired man stated the obvious, earning a slight rubbing of the back of the Rabbit's head. That was embarrassing. Again, he'd open his mouth to speak, only this time to be cut off by the wolf girl...person...animal...thing. "What the hell, man!? Do you know what a player looks like!? Huh? Are you trying to get someone killed!? Keep an eye on your fucking pet! I could have run into anything chasing that thing!"[break][break] This girl's voice was grating in more ways than one. So much so, that the typically quiet young man couldn't help but curtly reply. "Shut up... you yap like those ratty chihuahuas..." he said with one eye closed, a hand reaching up to gingerly twist his pinky-finger in his ear as he continued. "First off, it's not even mine... just a Hare that happened to be okay with me. Second, it's your own damn fault for running around like a dumb animal. Maybe you should consider not playing the part so well. Ba~ka." he finished with an emphasizing drawl on the last word. He'd already decided. He didn't like this girl. Not one bit. The shadey guy, however, had yet to show himself to be someone to be put on his list of "friendly faces".[break][break] [attr="class","iconieno"] [newclass=.biggieno]margin-left:-300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno]margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:610px;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconieno]margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tagsieno]font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px;margin-left:-75px;margin-bottom:40px;[/newclass]
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the ROYAL DEMONIO GUARDIAN
May 10, 2017 23:48:23 GMT -5
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May 10, 2017 23:43:50 GMT -5
Post by Yii on May 10, 2017 23:43:50 GMT -5
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Yii found himself straying into such a beautiful scenery. He may seem a little distracted by the plants however he’s a man on a mission. He was told about a special herb that could be found around this area. The details said it’d assist with his health regeneration for a short time. This could aid him in special occasions such as dangerous quests and boss raids. Nothing is wrong with preparing one’s self before the main event. He seems somewhat simple appearance wise though all his ‘battle’ gears were equipped; he’s prepared for anything. With a window displaying the map under his own health bar—Along with other information, he’d careful pace through such a passive scene.[break][break]
“I supposed I’ll be able to find this soon..I should increase my detective skills…”, he’d mutter.
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Moments after that statement, he’d pick up on three voices. This is an open area, yes but this sounds more like some kind of quarrel. Due to the type of person he is; he’d find himself gradually drifting towards the voice’s location. Could this be a smart move? Nope, it’s not but was he afraid? No, he’s not! His curiosity had him under its thumb. The determination shown from this could get anyone killed. It’s the same determination and carelessness that starts horror films. He’d close the map window the closer he was to the voices. Eventually, he’d stroll into their view if they were paying attention of their surroundings.
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“Oh, so it was just an assembly of three? Party I’m assuming? Or a lover’s squabble?".
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His tone was calm and a little polite even though he was teasing the two. He had no sort of aggression to him. This could be a gentleman or someone that’s formal enough for such a role. His eyes sluggishly bounce from one individual to the others; observing their appearance—They’re quite normal to him or well, they don’t seem like killers, “I’ll assume you three are out to train?”.
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May 12, 2017 13:48:51 GMT -5
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May 12, 2017 13:45:33 GMT -5
Post by ghost on May 12, 2017 13:45:33 GMT -5
[newclass=.drbg]width: 500px; padding: 25px 0px; background-color: #111111; margin: 0px auto;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpic]width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 20px; background-color: #1d1d1d; margin: 0px auto; position: relative; z-index: 2; overflow: hidden;[/newclass] [newclass=.drline1]width: 450px; height: 1px; background-color: #1d1d1d; position: relative; z-index: 1; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: -62px;[/newclass] [newclass=.drline2]width: 450px; height: 1px; background-color: #1d1d1d; position: relative; z-index: 1; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: 2px;[/newclass] [newclass=.drbehind]margin-top: -50px; font: 160px 'times new roman'; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -16px; color: #5D1111; text-align: center; position: relative; z-index: 3;[/newclass] [newclass=.drfront]width: 500px; margin: 0px; background: rgba(0,0,0,0.5); color: #a5a5a5; font: 12px Droid Serif; font-weight: 700; letter-spacing: 2px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; margin-top: -86px; line-height: 24px; position: relative; z-index: 4;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpost]background-color: #1d1d1d; color: #9a9a9a; padding: 25px; width: 400px; margin: 0px auto; margin-top: 23px; font: 10px arial; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.drpost b]color: #fff;[/newclass] [nospaces][googlefont=Droid+Serif:400,700] [attr="class","drbg"] [attr="class","drpic"] [attr="class","drline1"] [attr="class","drline2"] [attr="class","drbehind"]ɢʜᴏsᴛs [attr="class","drfront"]HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN CHASING [attr="class","drpost"] Ghost backed away with his hands held up in front of him as a defensive gesture. He didn't want to start a fight, argument, or any conflicts. He was just in the area and happened to get caught in the crossfire. Being barked at by the player was something he didn't account for only expecting a reasonable 'thank you' or perhaps, something less loud for an answer. The situation was growing more unbearable when the wolf shifter turned on the rabbit boy next. The bickering was sending him into a headache.[break][break] Ghost groaned, stepping back from the two players engaged in a heated verbal match. He didn't want to get in between them. Yet, felt like he had to take some sort of responsibility and help sort out the situation or at least, diffuse it. His golden eyes glanced over to the hooded guy then back to the other. As much as he'd like to, it looked to be an unwise decision. He wasn't too keen about the prospects of being yelled at by both if he should make a mistake. [break][break] Ghost perked up at the sound of another man's voice and instantly, he attention turned to the new face. The questions he was greeted with, however left him with a frown. The perceptiveness on this one was more or less-- lacking. He sighed, but brightened up his smile at the assumptous gentleman. The Phantom shook his head with a light laugh. " No, no, I was just leaving," he announced and slipped away before anyone else could get a word in. He hoped that he was in the right for leaving the two in the blue-haired male's care. He looked to be dependable enough. [break][break] Usagi & drakka & Yii [break][break] ghost is exiting because i'll be too busy to reliably post for you all, sorry![attr="class","drkeecredit"]# DARKEE[googlefont=Montserrat:400,700][newclass=.drkeecredit]text-align: center; width: 100%; font: 8px montserrat; font-weight: 700; margin-top: 3px;[/newclass][newclass=.drkeecredit a]font: 8px montserrat; font-weight: 700;[/newclass]
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May 12, 2017 15:00:57 GMT -5
Post by drakka on May 12, 2017 15:00:57 GMT -5
The Lobisomem, even with her human face, was pinched until she could swear she had a snout, "Chihuahua? What you got against chihuahuas-I mean I'm not a chihuahuas!" She noted to herself to keep her head in the current argument...she had nearly gotten mad over a non-existent chihuahua's behalf. Cute, stupid things...even she wouldn't be able to fight her way out of embarrassment with that. She was still on the ball though and, after the momentarily fumble, got back into her anger.
"Yeah, you're making a great First impression, can I just say that?" She smiled in an unfriendly manner, "Great, I'm an animal, that's a step up from furry." She stalked forward, hands in her pockets and smile still twitching dangerously on her lips, "Maybe I'll eat a rabbit today." She knew she couldn't really hurt him, HP wise, but she'd gotten first-hand experience that someone could hurt someone in here...and she was willing to test it.
...if some guy didn't enter the scene right now. It wasn't the Ghost, he was gone, nor had she even seen the guy.
She tilted her head and snickered, "Nah, I don't even know him, nor do I want to. Don't joke like that, it's not funny...Who the hell are you?" Despite the curse, the question was actually rather polite, in the barest sense of the word.
@usagi @yii
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May 16, 2017 22:06:36 GMT -5
Post by Usagi on May 16, 2017 22:06:36 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","biggieno"] [attr="class","textieno"] BGM: A Foolish Event[break][break] The raven-haired man cloaked in black had announced that he was taking his leave of the situation. Unfortunate, as the young man had yet to apologize for attacking him earlier on. However, there would probably be a chance for that another time. Maybe. As for the girl before him, her chances of getting on his good side were gradually becoming slimmer by the second the more she spoke. It made him wonder just how ignorant were capable of being. Perhaps she could serve as the prime example in this encounter? Oh wait...[break][break] "Maybe I'll eat a rabbit today." At that, he really couldn't help but smirk just a little bit. She'd not only played to her class' features again, but at the same time, to the dumb animal remark. Though he was more-so amused by the challenge of it. He wasn't typically one to pick fights, but this was possibly becoming one of the few exceptions he might make. "Considering how stupidly straight-forward you seem to be about it, I'd say it wouldn't even be fair... for you."[break][break] And then entered another individual. A young man with hair nearly the color of bluebells entered in, questioning as to whether or not he and the girl were training together. Of course, she met him with an immediate no, as well as how much disdain she currently held for the Rabbit. He didn't particularly care, but she did raise a question that came to mind. "Who the hell are you?". He'd simply wait for a response, curious as to who this new stranger was.[break][break] [attr="class","iconieno"] [newclass=.biggieno]margin-left:-300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno]margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:610px;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconieno]margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tagsieno]font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px;margin-left:-75px;margin-bottom:40px;[/newclass]
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the ROYAL DEMONIO GUARDIAN
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May 18, 2017 14:58:44 GMT -5
Post by Yii on May 18, 2017 14:58:44 GMT -5
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I suppose I'll have to settle with this [attr="class","jartoxpost"]
Seems they were not bandits. Now he could stand at ease knowing that someone won’t jump him. As much as he wants to assume more about them and guess what comes next—As if he’s playing a board game; he’d humble himself and let this conversation flow. He’d bow to some extent in a similar manner like a butler then interact with them on normal terms.[break][break]
With a soft smile, he’d shrugs his shoulders, “Such a sailor’s mouth.”. His eyes gradually followed Ghost’s movement; wondering if he could the reason why Ghost wanted to leave or it could be that the lad might have been a too busy to stay and chat with them. It’s his decision after all, no harm and no reason to investigate. He’d nodded at the leaving fellow and wave him off. “As much as you don’t want to know him, he’s standing by you and you two have already spoke. Unless you can delete memories…Which is a rare case--”, then comes a pause. He’d chuckle lightly; it appears he’s potentially entering a banned turf. He expected another uproar from one out of the two. [break][break]
“Ah yes, my name is Yii and yours?" [break][break]
This question is directed towards them both. He desired to assess the waters before assuming anything else. That doesn’t mean he won’t tease and play around with the two whenever he could. He’d cross his arms and wait for a response nevertheless, judging by first impression? He had a hunch; he felt like he knew what comes next. Hopefully he’s wrong about it.
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May 18, 2017 19:12:28 GMT -5
Post by drakka on May 18, 2017 19:12:28 GMT -5
Drakka still was clearly simmering in her rage, but she at least didn't seem to direct it at Yii, tapping her foot and crossing her arms and tilting her head at him, "Hmm. Ok name." She commented, continuing to tilt her head and swiveling every which way before suddenly stopping, "You probably see it, but my...um...name, yeah, it's Drakka."
She flicked an eye to bunny boy, "Really don't know this guy." She grumbled before stopping and suddenly sitting down, "He wrecked my hunt with that little bunny. Never gonna get stronger at this rate." Something boiled over and she whipped back to bunny boy, "Again, why're you here...trying to get killed, people try it but it's stupid."
@yii @usagi
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May 18, 2017 19:43:33 GMT -5
Post by Usagi on May 18, 2017 19:43:33 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","biggieno"]  [attr="class","textieno"] BGM: Forest Kingdom[break][break] "Yii" was the name of the blue-haired man before them, seeming to hold a very noble air to himself. The air of a gentleman, if he were to go so far to say. Certainly much more mature than animal girl over here. Wait, was she still here? Oh god, she was. And she was still huffing and puffing by the sound of it. Or was that her breathing? He wasn't sure he could tell the difference anymore at this point. No, wait, now she was talking. "Drakka" was the tag she was going by. A bit more grumbling came, before he was once again the main topic of conversation.[break][break] "Again, why're you here...trying to get killed, people try it but it's stupid." Blue eyes blinked before raising an eyebrow at the girl. People tried to kill themselves out here? He already knew that wasn't quite possible, but the fact that people attempted it made him slightly uneasy. A hand reached up to take down the bunny-like hood, revealing his messy midnight hair. The answer he gave her? The truth. "I woke up out here. I was already attempting to EXP grind when the incident happened. I wound up passing out, then about an hour later, woke back up." Oh hey. He remembered. Yeah, that sounded pretty accurate now that he actually thought about it. He was originally out here to grind for levels, but lost out on that chance when the whole "entrapping of players" thing happened. Damn shame, too. He could swear that he'd encountered a monster a couple levels higher than himself. That would have easily boosted him up at least one or two levels from the start.[break][break] "And besides..." he said, now casting a glare down at the girl. "If anyone tried any PvP out here with me, there are two problems with that: 1. There are some monsters out here who auto-aggro, so if we ran into them, we'd both get screwed over. 2. Even if there weren't, they'd have to be pretty stupid to pick a fight with me. Low level doesn't always mean low skill. Ba~ka." There it was again, his little drawl of name calling to the girl. Experienced or not, he would have figured some people playing MMOs would have figured out something so simple by this point.[break][break] [attr="class","iconieno"] [newclass=.biggieno]margin-left:-300px;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno]margin-top:-425px;margin-bottom:150px;width:300px;height:400px;padding:10px;background-color:#fff;border:solid 1px #b7b7b7;color:#939393;text-align:justify;overflow:auto;margin-left:610px;font:11px calibri;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar]width:10px;background:#fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.textieno::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb]background:#b7b7b7;border:2px solid #fff;[/newclass] [newclass=.iconieno]margin-top:-240px;margin-left:-220px;margin-bottom:50px;[/newclass] [newclass=.tagsieno]font:11px calibri;color:#b7b7b7;margin-top:-75px;margin-left:-75px;margin-bottom:40px;[/newclass]
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