[System]
Age:122
Physical Age:18

Appearance:

Height: 6'9" (206cm)
Weight: 232 lbs. (105kg)
Build: Toned
Skin Color: Fair
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Black
Facial Hair: Clean-shaven
Manual Laterality: Left-handed
Markings: Numerous combat scars around his body.

Revealed Through Story
Nikola is a prideful young man and a battle maniac like his grandfather, being obsessed with finding strong opponents. He frequently challenges people to fights in order to further his goal of being recognized by Baylord Doom among the canines. He can be extremely ruthless and violent during combat, due to him mainly relying on his baser instincts to fight rather than an actual combat style.

Having been raised in an environment that encouraged strength and power, he developed a large belief in "might makes right." Driving him to hate people who are weak and inept, viewing them as trash. But likewise, he grows excited to meet many new people he deems worthy of fighting or anyone with the potential to be a strong fighter.

Despite this, he can be very caring and sensitive, as he frequently follows his mother's tips and advice, in how he should treat his friends and allies. Making sure that he doesn't direct his more ruthless side towards them.
Likes: Meat, Cute Things, Color Green, Tea, Friends

Dislikes: Chocolate, Weakness, Color Yellow, Snow

Quirks:
Constantly paces around while thinking.

Yells when fired up.

Enjoys getting his ear scratched.

Growling when disliking someone or threatened.

Amplification Skill: Howl- A technique that uses a wave to maximize the effect on shinsoo. It sacrifices precision, but it significantly amplifies the amount of power of an attack.
Regular or Irregular: Regular

Physique: Medium

Endurance: High

Resistance: Medium

Aptitude: High

Position: Wave Controller

Special Position: ???

Reason for climbing the tower: To be recognized by Baylord Doom.

[User]
Kaz stood up in the yellow field as a pocket hovered in the air and declared.  " All contestants welcome to the second floor Evankills hell!, The first test will be beginning right now, there are four hundred people on this floor, thin it and it to two hundred. " Kaz was stunned but gritted his teeth.

 " Damn hope I don't die" Kaz laughed nervously to himself.

Kaz began to "sneak" around through the yellow field hoping no one would see him. Kaz kept "Sneaking" around until he was a boy with blue hair stab a regular with a short spear.  " oh shit"kaz said then paled when the boy looked at him.  " Wait wait! How about instead of killing me we team up I'm an anima? " Kaz asks hopefully.

 "Hmm sure why not I need some friends , names Khun Aleck Gelaro but call me Aleck" Aleck said quietly and shook Kaz's hand.

 "Khun huh? Did you pass the competition thing?"  Kaz asks Aleck. Aleck nods " I don't want to talk about it but yes"  he said and motions for Kaz to follow him. The duo walks around until they see another regular  " Ok so distract him and I'll use my spear " Aleck tells Kaz in a near whisper.

Kaz nods and walks to the Regular " Hey! Buddy you...you suck! " Kaz called in it wincing it wasn't his best insult but it would do. The regular growled at Kaz and went to attack him. Aleck smiled and ran up then jumped off a rock as he threw the spear he had brung to the tower at the regular.  " right on" Aleck said as the spear hit the regulars chest.  " got him" Aleck said smiling.

Kaz smiled as well then a look of really? came across his face as Aleck passed out.  " aren't the bloodline of the ten great families supposed to be strong?"  he muttered as he picked up Aleck and carried him on his shoulders. Kaz carried Aleck to a small ledge and laid him there then eat next to him praying regulars wouldn't attack them.

[Assistant]
When Ha-nul Rang blinked his eyes open, it was the middle of the night, which was odd, because he usually woke up with the sun if nothing unusual happened. Gazing at the darkness, he realized he was looking at a ceiling, though it was a very distant one.

"The Tower…" he whispered. "Finally," he sighed, and rolled into a sitting position. He looked down at himself, checking that his clothes and weapon were with him; they were. Good.

Then, the so-called God appeared before him, as he thought he had in a daydream. It wasn't just a dream this time, though. The boy smiled eagerly at the Guardian, then stood up, now towering over the short rabbit-like being.

"Correct, young one. This is the Tower. Were you truly in such a rush?" Headon asked, amused, and shook his head. "A common trait among the Chosen," he commented.

Ha-nul knew he was being mocked, but just shrugged nonchalantly. "Hey, we live long, but time is still precious to us, you know?" he replied with a smirk, his words carrying an undertone of 'so stop wasting mine', though the boy wasn't so arrogant as to truly state such a thing. He was more than willing to imply it, however.

The Guardian smiled its characteristic smile, the corners of his mouth opening enough to reveal his sharp teeth. "Very well. To the test then. I'm certain you will appreciate the one-hour time limit within which you must complete the task," the God grinned mischievously, twirling its golden staff. "Your goal is to reach the center of the labyrinth," he stated, pointing to a wall. There had definitely been nothing but a wall there before, but suddenly an entrance to another area manifested. "The count-down begins once you enter the maze," Headon explained.

Ha-nul blinked, observing the entrance, then the surroundings. "No clues? Information? A whole layout of the maze for me to memorize or a partial map of it?" he asked. The Guardian seemed to consider this with a hum, and answered, "One clue: Don't let the Barnacle Goblins impede you." The damned rabbit was still smiling, obviously enjoying messing with him.

The young male pursed his lips, and strolled to the labyrinth's entrance. He stopped just before it, crouched into a low start, then dashed within, eyes roaming around, observing. The walls were high; he couldn't see where they ended, so jumping or climbing over would be unlikely. Ha-nul drew his hook from where it'd been sheathed at his side, and struck at the wall. As he expected, the damage was minimal; he would not be breaking through by any means. Keeping his pace, the youth jogged through, making turns on random – though he memorized each one, in case he had to backtrack.

When he reached his first dead-end, Ha-nul was faced by a trio of agitated barnacle goblins, and he simply turned around, ran to the last intersection, and proceeded down another path, disregarding the creatures chasing him. He had to evade and jump over another duo of goblins, which was quite the close call. Thankfully, he was able to reach the center soon enough. The heart of the maze was a simple square room, empty besides a glowing cube with a timer. Ha-nul ran to it and tapped it, which stopped the count-down, and transported him back to the 1st floor.

Ha-nul collapsed to the ground immediately, panting and sweaty. The rabbit stared at him complacently. "Congratulations, you have completed your first test successfully," it said cheerfully, though with blatant cheekiness. "It took you 18 minutes and 58 seconds to do so. Not too shabby for someone like you," he remarked, entirely unnecessarily in Ha-nul's opinion. However, the boy was too tired to do much beyond direct a glare at the being.

"Hmm, as a gift for being such a good sport and learning your lesson, I will let you rest for 10 minutes before sending you up," the Guardian offered. "Unless you are still too impatient?" Headon immediately added a flippant query. Smartly, Ha-nul kept his mouth shut, resting his mind and body.

The God nonchalantly paced around the 1st floor and after ten minutes, transferred Ha-nul to the next testing ground. The newly minted Regular found himself within a vast field of wheat. At least I can see around here, he thought grumpily. However, his spirit wasn't at all undeterred, and with a renewed vigour, Ha-nul took to jogging around, watchful for single targets. Seeing as the task was to halve the number of aspirant climbers, it would be best for him to run and evade powerful opponents, remove the weaker ones, and possibly team up with someone of at least equal strength or ability.

[User]
Violet nervously looked around and dashed through the field almost getting hit at by a spear. She didn't want to kill anyone so she played down in the field and was quiet trying to block out the screams and battle. Someone stepped on her arm and stopped to spear her before she rolled away. She stood and face the person.
 "Please leave me alone, I don't want to hurt you." she said crying.
 "I'll kill you easily crybaby."The person replied.
 He lunged and cut her arm a little before being stabbed in the stomach, violet carried his body further out. She held his hand as he began to slowly bleed out. Violet closed his eyes as he died and prayed for safe journey to the afterlife. Placing flowers around him she placed a lock of her hair, and took a lock of his hair.
"Rest in peace, may you forgive me." she said walking away and placing the lock on her weapon tie.

[Assistant]
"Pl-please… let me go. Forgive me."

The Princess watched dispassionately as the young man squirmed in her grip, his hands grasping desperately at her arm and wrist as he tried to free himself from her clutches.

"Tsk. Don't beg, it's annoying. At least take this like a man."

Her grip on his throat was unassailable; against her strength a normal Regular had a better chance of moving mountains than they did overpowering her, even with her fingers slick with the blood of his friends her hold on him was unbreakable. He seemed to come to the same the conclusion himself, as his struggles continued for a only a few seconds more before he seemed to settle for just holding on to her arm as either lack of oxygen or hopelessness set in.

"You idiots are the ones who attacked a Princess. What did you think would happen?"

Almost as soon as she had reached this floor, before she'd even fully digested the test they had been given, she had been ambushed by a group of men and women looking to take her out. Fools. How did that end for them? The bodies scattered on the ground around her and the fresh blood coating her boots and covering her arms up to the elbow were the only answer she'd get now; even the Regular in her grip wasn't talking anymore. She looked to her Pocket instead, the little floating orb showing the number of participants remaining, the number steadily ticking down as the Regulars in this test cut each other apart.

"Plea… Princess, I swear myself to-to you. M-my loyalty. Let me live; I can be useful. Let me li-." The pleading cut off with a wet crunch as Candice's fingers crushed the neck in her grip like a twig. She didn't have time to deal with small fry like this right now; she'd wasted precious moments dealing with this trash and now she'd have to hurry to find what she was looking for. She released the Regular she was holding, letting his limp body fall to the ground as she walked away from the grisly scene.

[User]
"Boring!"

A wave of shinsoo broke apart a man's head, his lifeless body falling in front of Nikola who held a dispassionate gaze but a jovial smile. His hand in the form of a finger gun.

"M-Monster... stay away. Please don't kill me."

Nikola turned toward the crying woman surrounded by clumps of other regulars he had dealt with. Looking at her, Nikola couldn't help but feel disgusted. The scent of fear wafting around her was annoying and disgraceful, she probably wouldn't even be noticed by Baylord Doom amongst his many victories. He pointed a clawed finger towards her neck.

"You know I hate people like you. Coming in oh so ready to kill me, but as soon as I'm tearing you apart you start begging. Your parents must be so disappointed."

Nikola taunted her his smile never lowering even as he looked at her like nothing more than trash. Tracing a line across her neck, accelerating the shinsoo around her. The woman's face contorting into a horrified expression as blood spurt from her neck in a stream. Nikola merely waving his hand to form a simple coat of shinsoo to block his form from the liquid. His gaze turning towards the various regulars fighting in the fields of wheat to the west.

Well I guess it's time to take out the rabble. Even if I sacrifice precision for more power it should deal with the unworthy good enough although those guys aren't worth many points.

Amplification SKill: Howl

Nikola began focusing intently on reading the minute differences in each current before picking and encouraging the flow toward a path to the various regulars. Forming a large wave of shinsoo in front of his mouth that became visibly bigger and clear. He unleashed the wave, watching as it began flowing forward and tearing through the field of wheat at an accelerated pace, the bodies of regulars in the way either breaking apart or flying away from the force it hit their bodies with. An explosion following soon after as the shinsoo seemingly hit a wall.

Soon enough the dust began to settle revealing the various mangled bodies littered around the ground, most of the regulars who didn't have an ounce of resistance were dead but the few who did were merely in various states of injury, beginning to rise up and look toward his position. Still, Nikola was only interested in one person his gaze ignoring everyone besides the one inside the epicenter of the explosion.

Huh... Well looks like I hit someone really strong, I should probably introduce myself?

Nikola grinned at the thought the path of wheat having been cut gave him a clear view of this regular, a curvy woman with red hair and eyes mostly unscathed if not a very dirty from the dust caused by his attack. Raising his hand Nikola smiled before waving wildly with his right hand.

"HEY SORRY ABOUT THAT! I WAS JUST TAKING OUT THE TRASH!"

Nikola yelled nonchalantly like it was a normal everyday accident. Just smiling before he started walking towards her, the other surviving regulars seemingly running away in fear of getting caught up in a fight between monsters.


[System]
Nickname: The Gruff (Human)/ "The Lizardking" (Beast)

(Minus the Sword)

[User]
Matisuki Kiryuin

As Matt was walking out the building, he begins to sense that very same dark aura from yesterday. Now, he would've ignored it, if only hadn't the dark mage barked an insult at him. And it was that very question Ira made, that broke the Lizardking's peace. Matt stops dead after being insulted, huffing and puffing in a rising anger that begins to engulf his whole body. He looks back at Ira ominously, who happened to be very close to Taka. Was this man attempting to kidnap her? Was he going to rape her or enslave her?! Whatever it was, Matt's patience has run out. He growls gutturally as he moves his body towards the dark mage's direction.

"YOU SHOULD'VE KEPT THAT BIG MOUTH OF YOURS SHUT." he growls ominously as ripples of grey scales began to form on his skin, "I THOUGHT YOU WOULD'VE LEARNT YOUR DAMN LESSON BY NOW."

Matt begins walking towards Ira, his whole body rapidly morphing into his 'Lizardking' form, along with his magic aura pulsing powerfully. But this time, this wasn't just an arm or a leg. Oh no... this was his true form. This is him turning into a complete beast! And he has little to no plans of holding it back now...

Kuroku Nagasai

Kuroku nods as he continues to look at the request board.

"Try to go easy first though," he says to Alexandre, "Then progressively you can go for more harder quests~"

But he was cut off by the intimidating aura that began to brew from Matt by the entrance. And in front of him was Taka... and the dark mage again. And Matt seemed like he wasn't going to hold back this time, if hopefully trying to take the fight somewhere else.

"Oh no..." he sighs, "Looks like someone pissed off the Lizardking. I would stay far from him as possible at the moment Alexandre. Prey that he'll take the battle out of the guild hall..."

[Assistant]
Taka Shirokawa

@Lmpkio

Ira was right. She did make a promise to him in exchange for the guild to not be destroyed by his powerful magic. Taka had widened her eyes as she realized the current situation that was unearthing itself, Ira said an insult to Matt which means that a massive fight as about to break out. She took a look around at the many civilians, gritting her teeth as she realized that they could be hurt in the process of this fight. "Fire Ring!" She decided to put a ring of fire around to the two, to keep them in a circle as well as to keep the civilians away from their massive fight that was going to unveil. She knew that she wouldn't be able to do anything this time, but the most she could do was protect everybody.

"He's going into his beast form... the whole lot of him..." Taka said as she jumped to the outside of the ring that she created for the two, she rarely ever even saw Matt go into this form. Taka breathed in calmly as she watched the fight, she kind of wanted to see the outcome this time, but if it threatened the entire town she knew that she had to stop it. If she had to, she could get a rune mage to cast them in a sealed box together until one is the winner.

Either Matt... or Ira is going to win.

Alexandre Cross

-El

Alexandre listened to the advice that was being given to him, he calmly accepted it so that he could potentially be a good guild wizard. He then felt the intimidating aura as well radiating off from Matt, Alexandre could easily tell that he was a wizard not to mess with. He narrowed his eyes at Matt for a second before looking to see Kuroku talk to him again, he decided to reply to him. "Understood, and same here, I'm hoping this beautiful guild hall will not be destroyed." Alexandre said before he felt a small rumble under his seat, he lifted an eyebrow before standing up.

"Oh that's right... I was going to go on my first job with Damon, Ren and Blanche. I'll see you later my friend." Alexandre smiled at Kuroku before he headed towards Damon, he arrived to him and calmly smiled as he apologized. "I'm sorry my friend, I guess I tend to get a little sidetracked you could say. Anyways I'm here for my first job." Alexandre said to Damon.

[User]
@WaddleDaisy

Ira Amaterasu

 " Oooo. A ring of fire and a lizardman . This must be a circus act. Tell me something geico. Why can't you control your rage? Is it the pea-sized brain encased in that thick skull or maybe it's something lacking there of?" , Ira taunted Matt as he began to glow in a golden aura. It was unlike the previous fight with with the cheapskate who'd snuck him. He actually knew what this was and planned on showing this guild just show strong and calculated he could me.

 " Sorry didn't mean to keep you waiting.", the golden aura careened out of his body into the sky like wavelength in a sound barrier. There was no more holding back. Before his opponent could make the first move, Ira decided he'd do it first.  " Heavenly Body Magic:Mītia(Meteor). In a flash of light Ira was already in the lizardman's face. He swung directly at his stomach with an outrageous might, the force would be strong enough to make any normal man spill his recent breakfast and a couple guts too. The punch was followed by an overhead kick. Ira was moving at unnatural speed. To most he seemed like just a flash of light. He ended his combination by grabbing the lizard by his face and slamming it into the ground. He knew that wouldn't be enough to stop the man but at least he looked good doing it.

  " Done already geico? Ira was pushing limits on his power as he was but he didn't care as long as he could beat the man in hand to hand combat. With Meteor in his arsensal he was faster than Matt but he wasn't sure of the strength difference. Ira didn't personally believe Meteor's strength boost was enough to put down Matt but even so, he strive to see his goals become reality.  " Bring It Matisuki!!" , Ira was excited to see what the lizard had up his sleeve.

[Assistant]
Revan

"Fuuuuuuuuccccck . . . and I had just ignored that brat's presence." Revan groaned from his place in the rafters, before jumping down and walking outside. Someone had to make sure that Matt didn't destrpy half the city this time, and Revan was probably the best man for the job.

Stepping out of the guild hall and placing himself next to Taka, he placed ane elbow on the girl's head, using her like an armrest as he watched the fight, studying Ira's opening moves before clicking his teeth.

"Unless your lover boy put's a lot more force into his blows, I doubt that he's going to stand a chance against Matt. Speed will only get you so far in a fight like this. Most ge can do is avoid what Matt throws his way, though again,,he can.t do it forever." Revan watched the battle for a bit longer before he suddenly spoke up, his voice easily carrying across the area. "Oi, Matt, if you can understand me rigt now, tag me in when you've calmed down a little. I still need to teach the shit a lesson, and I can't do that if you kill him."

[User]
Matisuki Kiryuin ---> LIZARDMAN

Matt completely ignored Taka's fire ring as he continues morphing into his beast mode. His huffs and puffs begin to sound deeper and more animal-like, his charcoal-black scales covering his tanned skin, his massive claws forming on his fingertips, his eyes beginning to glow a venomous yellow, and his height looming up to a massive 7 feet tall. The Lizardking has finally shown his true form, bringing awe and terror towards innocent bystanders and perhaps some mages alike who were near him. Matt looms down upon the dark mage and growls angrily.

"WE'VE TOLD YOU ONCE... WE'VE TOLD YOU TWICE... AND YET YOU STILL HAVE THE GUTS TO STAND HERE AT OUR HOME." booms Matt furiously as steam begins to flare from his nostrils, "THOSE WHO IGNORE THE WARNING OF THE GUILD, MUST BE PUNISHED! AND YOU WILL FACE THE MIGHT OF THE LIZARDKING!"

Matt wasn't even intimidated by Ira's glowing golden aura as he stands ready to kick some major ass. He knew that he was dealing with a dark mage, a strong one that is. He reminds him of the ancient Zeref, the strongest dark mage in the history of Fiore Kingdom, with an aura distantly reminiscent of that. This was going to be a fight for him. A real one at last.

Ira was the first to strike, punching Matt right in the stomach. While he did feel it, the Lizardking's hard scales were enough to make it feel nothing more then a regular punch. Matt then avoided the dark mage's overhead kick, but couldn't move fast enough to avoid getting his face slammed into the ground. Yet even after that he stands up, hunched into attack mode, and jerks his head to the side. It was at that time when Revan called out to him, saying that he would like a piece when he's done. A toothy smirk and a snort assures him of that. He looks back at Ira.

"CHALLENGE ACCEPTED."

Then suddenly, he quickly turns around, swinging his massive tail at a high speed right towards Ira, which should surely cause anyone to trip and become unbalanced. He then would then issue a massive punch of his own brute muscle and finishes his combo by jabbing his scaly knee onto Ira's soft human skin. With such power and armory at Matt's disposal, they should certainly knock wind out of almost any opponent.

Kuroku Nagasai

"Take care my friend." Kuroku responds kindly with a wave, "May your first job be successful."

As Alexandre leaves for his first job, the Ice Mage continues to watch the battle as it begins to unfold in the entrance. This will be most certainly an entertaining battle...

[Assistant]
Ira Amaterasu

 Ira was too busy showing off. He didn't see Matt swing his tail and was instantly swept off his feet. Regaining his composure almost immediately, his enhanced senses kicked in. He begin to calculate the lizard's next swing, it would probably be a punch of some kind. Most likely slow. He could dodge it with no problem in meteor state , but was quite curious to find out just how hard the lizard hit. Within a second of Matt's first move, while Ira was hung in the air, a punch was threw with such force it could pummel a building. Ira swiftly dodged the haymaker with a backwards handstand . It was the quickest way to move. He moved even further back toward the magical fire. The lizard had tried to strike him simultaneously but he'd been just too fast. As he moved away he decided it may be best to use a little magic. After all he could fly. It was perfect for his next attack.

  " Nice try , but you're no match for my speed. I think I'll show you something your friend hasn't seen ." Ira's aura began to flood from within him as he lifted from the ground. No one had ever seen him fly. He just didn't feel the need for it but for Matt it would be the perfect disadvantage.  " Now watch little geico." He sped off towards the sky as his opponent below watched. He was now darting around the sky as a firefly would at night. If his opponent was smart enough he'd notice the pattern Ira was forming in the sky. It looked almost like the little dipper but not completely connected. Seven points for seven seals were place the the pattern. Ira stopped and spoke,  " Its obvious I'm not going to beat you hand to hand . So now it time to try something different. Just watch and trust me . You gonna love the show." He then placed on hand on top of the other , his top hand only having his outer finger interlocked.  " Heavenly Body Magic :Guran Shario(Grand Chariot)." Seven beams erected from the points Ira had created. They begin to intertwine with each other heading toward the ring of fire with amazing speed. The beams would then split to form the exact pattern they had made in the sky. Thanks to Taka's fire Matt would have nowhere to go . It was the perfect trap. Ira smiled as the beam decimated the earth beneath him. That should be enough to put him down. If not he'd just use more.

[User]
Ira was hit by the first 2 moves, but unfortunately dodged his way out of the last one. It would've been a good way to weaken the mage, but obviously Matt knew that he was no fool. Or completely a fool for that matter. The Lizardking growls angrily as he sees Ira fly into the sky and begins to form an energy attack. He simply snorts and makes a toothy grin.

"IF THAT'S HOW YOU WANT TO BE..." he thinks to himself, "SO BE IT."

Matt positions himself right under where the beam was going to hit, as fumes of reddish-orange fumes emit from his mouth. The crackles of plasma and flames begin to grow stronger and stronger. However, the beams hit him before he was ready, causing a decent explosion, kicking up smoke and some debris into the sky. However, this was exactly what Matt wanted to happen. As soon as he was ready:

"KAIJU SOUL: KINGLY ROAR!"

And with that, he unleashes his massive beam of reddish-orange plasma, going at an intensely fast speed. At this rate, it would surely knock someone out from the sky and send them plummeting down to the ground. Ira wasn't the only one to have long-rage powers... Matt had them too. And going just as fast as him...

"SURRENDER NOW PRAWN." he growls gutturally at the dark mage, "OR FACE WOF'S WAY OF CLEANSING THE DARKNESS OUT OF SCUM LIKE YOU!"


[System]
Gender: Male

Age: 16

Appearance:

Background: Hal comes from a well-to-do family, his father a successful writer and his mother a lawyer. Naturally, Hal was exposed heavily to philosophy as a child, but tries to escape his parents' shadow. Instead of making well-educated decisions, Hal likes to plunge headlong into the unknown, constantly testing his limits. He knows where he stands with his parents, and tries not to overstep them too much, but is nevertheless very impulsive and intelligent.

Relations: TBD

Power:

[User]
In the basement, Sophia stuck out her tongue and plopped down beside Ricky, snuggling into his side. They can cope. It's Saturday, I'd be comfy if it wasn't for stupid Lardo, and today's been weird. Satisfied that she once again had her cuddle buddy, she hummed in her throat and closed her eyes. Oh, and your mother says you're a moron, and to stay right here next to me.

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Kailey Callahan had just placed her towel on the couch and was about to curl up with her latest book, when she heard knocking at the door. Of course. With an annoyed sigh, she made her way towards the door, not bothering to grab her robe. If it was one of those JW's again, then they could just deal with her being naked; she worked hard to have the weekends off and she was determined to enjoy it.

"How many times have I told you, we're not interested in looking for Jesus. Keep track of him yourse - oh!" She looked at the young man standing on the front step in mild surprise. Looks a little young to be a JW. And he's certainly not dressed for the part. JW's never wore hoodies. "Can I... help you, young man?"

The boy looked her up and down for a moment, then shrugged. "Surprisingly, not the weirdest thing I've seen today. Is Richard here?"

Kailey blinked. A friend of Sophia and Richard? "Um... yes, he is, downstairs with Sophia. Apparently they both came down with something the other day. Did you... need to see them about something?" Over his shoulder, she spied Mrs. Abney looking at her, one hand clapped over her mouth. "Oh, stop staring Gail! People will think you're a voyeur!" Sighing to herself, she turned and grabbed a robe out of the closet. "Honestly, it's like the woman's never looked at herself in the mirror." She gestured to the boy in front of her. "Well, come in. Stairs are just around the corner."

With that, she headed down to her bedroom, grumbling to herself and ignoring her sister-in-law smirking at her from the living room.

@pockets

[Assistant]
Once Hal was invited in, he thanked Kailey Callahan, referring to her of course as "Mrs. Callahan," before slipping down to the basement. He didn't bother knocking this time; he figured from Sophia's family that whatever she was wearing was the most clothes he'd get out of her. He instead threw the door open somewhat loudly.

"Richard. Sophia. Ah, no shirt. I was wondering what you'd be wearing. But, uh, nevermind that. You guys were at detention too. You were in that space ship, right? Have you noticed anything... strange? I certainly have."

Without even waiting for a response, he pulled back the sleeve of his hoodie, revealing the gilded gauntlet covering his right hand.

"You both were sick, right? Out like a candlelight in the dead of winter? Me too, and I'll bet everyone else is the same. I woke up with this both badass-and-also-unnerving thing this morning. We should probably, like, call everyone else and see if they're shooting fire out of their butts or something."

[User]
Saturday March 23, 2016

Richard arched an eyebrow at Hal, ignoring Sophia beside him on the bed. "Shooting fire out of their butts?" He shook his head and did his best not to laugh but it was a close call.

"I've already called a few people. We're just waiting for them to get here and see what we can figure out. I've been randomly floating, what about you?" he asked, looking Hal up and down for signs of anything unusual. At a glance he looked unchanged, but then again Richard himself hadn't changed on a visible level, and neither had Sophia, who had yet to show any sort of unusual traits. He wondered what was going to happen when she did.

When.

It had already progressed in his mind to the point where it wasn't a matter of if anymore, it was a 'when'. A given that something was going to happen.

[Assistant]
Saturday March 23, 2016

Mina got up from the floor and tapped the girl on the shoulder. As soon as her finger touched her skin, she disappeared.

"What the-"

Suddenly, what just happened flooded into her mind, but this time, it was from the standing girl's perspective.

"What the-" Mina repeated. She sat down on her bed and stared at her hands. What's happening?

"Mina, there's a boy named Richard that wants to meet you at his house," Max hollered, "Don't think of doing anything bad!"

"Ugh, Max, like I ever would," Mina replied, on her way out of her room, "I guess I'll see ya."

"Have a good time!"

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When Richard's house came into Mina's view, so did Hal. He must have also experienced something unnatural. She overheard Mrs. Calhoun redirecting Hal to the Callahans across the street. She walked about seven feet behind Hal, being careful so he wouldn't notice her. This wasn't necessary, but she didn't want to strike up a conversation about anything at this moment.

Mina was mostly looking at the ground, so when she looked up at the sound of the door opening, she let out a little gasp. Am I seeing things again? She rubbed her eyes. When she opened them again, she caught a glimpse of a naked butt. She shook her head.

Mina nervously stepped through the doorway, guessing that she was also allowed in, for The Naked Lady had already gone up the stairs.

[User]
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As soon as he took a single step within the ship, every fibre of his being felt... odd. Something was off with this ship, he could feel it etched into his bones. His usual smirk faded into obscurity, instead replaced by a slight tingle of fear. Everyone around him had started to panic amongst themselves, then the ramp went up, amplifying the fear within the group of individuals.

A bright, white light cascaded all over the room and blinded everyone. Alden tried to place his left hand over his eyes but to no avail as he succumbed to the light. He knelt at first, trying to ignore the gnawing pain he felt, but eventually he slumped on the floor and with a final breath he fainted.

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Alden gulped a giant breath of air, in his worry he looked around and noticed a familiar setting. His room, everything was as it was, the ceiling, furniture, door. Even the ever so intimate scent of his home was present. He WAS at home. A tray of food was left on the table adjacent to the bed. Slapping his tongue up and down, he found that his mouth was dry and coarse.

Trying to reach for the glass, tt appeared to Alden that he was asleep for atleast a day as he felt his muscles a bit tense. He couldn't muster the energy to grab it, but then something peculiar happened. While reaching out towards the glass, the water seemed to seep out of it. It encircled his right hand, akin to twin dragons coiling against each other.

With a surprised gasp, his focus broke and the beautifully cascading waters dropped into his sheets.

"What in the-" Alden whispered silently,

The door then creaked open, it was the visage of his mother and sister. Both with an usual expression of worry cast on their faces.

How long was I out for to give them both worrying looks like that he thought in self loathing, making note of their grieved faces, he tried to shoot them a grin but found himself a bit too wear and weary so all he could muster up was a small smile.

"Don't worry dear, rest up all you want. You've been asleep for two days, I've never seen this happen to you." Alden's mother said, her usual, stern tone was laced with subtle anguish and worry.

You could even hear the sniffles of his little sister, who was unlike her normal energetic and bubble self. She was silent and solemn, which Alden found a tad odd.

"Thank you Mother." he replied, his voice a bit low, "Chin up sister, I'm alright."

They both left Alden to his devices. Glancing at the electronic clock, which also conveniently told the day. It was Saturday. His mother was right, what in the world happened to him. He looked at his right hand, and glanced back at the now half empty glass of water. He pointed his hand towards it, the water once again heeded his call and coiled around his arm. He concentrated enough to get it into his mouth this time.

"What's... What's happening to me." he said in a very low voice of worry, he articulated that everyone in that spaceship might also have powers like him. He was almost certain that some foreign thing messed with their DNA or something close, Alden's mind wasn't exactly in the right.

Then, with him swimming in his own thoughts, the phone rang. It was Richard, he was asked to meet up. Unless Alden is wrong, then his hypothesis of everyone receiving some power was right. He was given powers, no doubt about that. As he listed down the address of Richard before storming off into the shower.

Usually he would take time to do this to near perfection, but this time it was slightly rushed. His clothing wasn't exactly right, and neither was his hair. Both being somewhat disheveled. Then, after answering his mothers out-of place worried questions he set out, the written address in hand.

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It wasn't exactly hard to find it, as he asked around in the general area. His usual, alluring smile now back since he regained a bit of his energy back. He was pointed to the general direction of the home. He was slightly late, it appeared, which he would apologize later for.

He was right behind Mina and Hal, but they entered the house when he was still a ways off. So he had to knock on the door once more and bother the lady again. He reached the front enclosure of the home, and with a knowing nod Alden was let in, seeing as the lady thought he was the same as Hal or Mina.

As he was led to the pseudo meeting grounds of sorts, he had caught the last part of the conversation, something about his powers. He opened the door, and after entering he closed it slowly,

"Hey." Alden said unusually casual, he usually tried to greet people more personally and formally, "Sorry for being late, catch me up, please." he had also psychologically chosen not to comment on the rather scantily clothed girl next to Richard.

[Assistant]
Pedaling, pedaling… Was he even on the right street right now?

Blake came to a stop on a street corner and rested his face in his hands. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to try super sleuthing without any good clues to begin with. He heaved a heavy sigh as he considered just going home. Maybe one of the others had already tried calling everyone in and he just missed the call thanks to this venture.

He heaved an even heavier sigh at the thought.

"…Hang on wait a sec…" he thought to himself, his attention snapping back up, "Is that Alden? All the way over there? Let's see... overly posh clothing for an ordinary neighborhood, black and blues, about the right hairstyle… That is Alden! THEY DID CALL!" He gripped his handlebars in frustration, but dialed it back as he thought, "...Or he lives around here too. That's a possibility. But still! That's someone from last night! Finally!"

Blake gunned straight for him, rather than look extra weird and shouting all the way down the street for him. He wasn't able to catch up to him before he went inside, however, and came to a hard brake in front of Sophie's house. Well, to him it was either Richard's or Alden's as far as he knew, and it's why the sight of a half naked lady at the door threw him for the one of the bigger loops he'd seen today. If this was Alden's mom's casual clothing he'd understand why he'd dress so stuffy all the time.

She seemed to understand what he was here for and pointed him in where to go. His eyes were anywhere but in front of him, but he still managed a thank you and headed down for their basement, removing his helmet on the way in. "Okay, so they are meeting, and that means I either missed them or they missed me. Not sure which annoys me more.

He poked his grumpy-looking head in, having missed the entire swing of the conversation and said, "Hey! You guys weren't gonna talk about what happened without me ri-EYA-AGH—"

He was taken aback as his gaze finally made its way up to Sophia. He finally addressed the elephant in the room as his hand shot up to cover his eyes while he blurted out, "Naked! Why are you naked?!"

[User]
"Woo, the gang's all here. At least, the ones we like. Up high!" Hal raises his spiked-gauntlet-clad hand to Richard for a high five.

CHOOSE YOUR ADVENTURE!

"Aww yeah! That's what I'm talking about!" Hal fist-pumps, and turns to greet the newcomers formally.

"Oh... Okay then. Right to business then. That's cool...." Hal kicks the metaphorical dirt before greeting the others.

"Something tells me that everyone could do with a little ice breaker." Hal raises his gloved fist, crushing some ice cubes inside it. No one is exactly sure where the ice cubes came from; only that they are now ice shrapnel, and all over the floor. "Now that that's out of my system, let's do this for real. I'm Hal, and I have this thing on my arm. Yes it is heavy, no, I can't take it off, and three, my favorite color is in fact yellow."


[System]
Age:
18

Appearance:

Akane has rather pale skin complimenting her dark brunette hair that reaches just past her neck. There is a hint of red within her straight hair coming from a dye of some sort. It goes well with her red scarf that she wears nearly always. It has become something of a symbol for her that makes her stand out from those with the normal Academy uniform. Akane has a young appearance overall and a rather lithe build.

Height:
5'2"

Weight:
104 Lbs.

Likes:
Sweets, Literature, Nature, Animals, Music, Video Games, Light Sports, Being Competitive

Dislikes:
Being Pressured, The Dark

Party Trick:
Akane's memory is astonishing. She has the ability to recall images, sounds, and objects after only short exposure periods.

Profession:
Student
Part-time work at Tiny Snowflake Restaurant

Bio/Personality:
Akane can be rather silent and shy at first, and has trouble keeping conversation going with new people, but once around a group of close friends, she can really open up and become a rather wild person. She is rather cold to those she first meets, but should someone be kind to her, Akane will give her best effort to make friends with them. Due to her constant reading, Akane has become quite the romantic, but her sheepishness has always prevented her from getting close to guys. Akane has always loved to joke, but she is often the type to keep it to herself, smiling while others don't understand why.

Akane grew up in a small household outside of Shine city, cared for by her brother in a rather small flat. They had originally come from a rather rich family, but parental disputes led the two of them to leave home when they could take care of themselves. Akane tends not to talk about her past because of this, but she does have a rather large sum of money that she holds in a reserve account, should she or her brother ever need it. Schoolwork has always taken precedence over leisure. Perhaps that is the cause of her introversion. As her brother was working quite often to support them, Akane was without much family time. Akane spent her down time reading or simply taking walks in the park, leading to a rather dull and boring childhood. Akane's friends were limited, which allowed her to move to Shine City with little to no issues or cares in the world. Now, with her brother off working, Akane has her home to herself and little to do. She took her job at the restaurant mainly to allow her and her brother some more money for leisure activities, and the actual human interaction was more of a byproduct.

Akane soon moved out, leaving her brother for Shine City Academy, though little has changed. Akane still tends to keep to herself and get rather good grades for her classes and she longs to be a social butterfly like all of her classmates.

[User]
To Kyle's surprise and relief, she was still willing to take him for nachos, a slight flash of red crossed her cheeks before saying, "Yeah, let's get out of here." Even more surprising was when she took her hand into his, intertwining their fingers as she led him out of the coffee shop. Kyle had always been prone to anxiety in larger crowds and he took note of that as the shop filled, but when she took his hand, it just felt like them for a brief moment and his anxiety washed away. Her hand was much smaller than his by comparison, dainty and fine, soft too...as much as he was enjoying the moment, it quickly ended as soon as they stepped outside.

"It's cool if we walk, right? It's just a little ways up the road," she nodded in the direction of the arcade. Kyle nodded, "Yea, of course." The two of them started up the sidewalk, the quiet was brief, but it gave a moment for Kyle to reflect on their interaction. Despite having an...awkward introduction, well..only he seemed to feel awkward about it, her confidence was stunning and she seemed to take things pretty easily, life experiences maybe? Whatever the case, he admired her, he didn't want to go romancing anything too vigorously though, he'd only just met the girl. "So, what brought you to our side of the pond, Cowboy--?"

Kyle just kept walking forward slowly as Nori stopped, "Hah, well its a funny story actua-"
"No!"
"No, wha- HRrK!

Suddenly Kyle was jerked backwards and flung into a tree, the Nori pressing herself against him, making him a literal woman-tree sandwich. Before he could protest one of her fingers flung up to his lips and he found himself staring once again into her intense eyes, "ok, shutting up now." Kyle remained utterly silent and still and noted how odd it was that he was smashed into the same girl, on the same day, within a few minutes of each other, on both sides of the spectrum...frankly he couldn't complain, but he wasn't sure his heart could keep handling such intimate interactions... "she smells nice...probably not the best time to be thinking about this..." Thinking on it though...he did see someone, he wasn't able to really get a good look at them but... "oh god" A sudden realization dawned on him "...what if that's her boyfriend!? HolyShitHolyShitHolyShit, I don't want to get my ass kicked, no wait, that's ridiculous, calm down, there's probably something reasonable behind this." After a few brief moments Kyle finally felt Nori relax as she released him from her grip, blinking twice he really hoped there was an explanation.

"I, erm," she started, almost hesitating before continuing, "I was supposed to go on a date with that guy a few months back, but I got so nervous I stood him up. I didn't even call to cancel, I just never showed up. It was an awful thing to do and I've been avoiding him ever since," she told him, her hand moving up to her arm, rubbing it. "Did you still want nachos? I totally get it if you've changed your mind." Her eyes completely averted his gaze, did she...think Kyle was going to judge her?

Kyle couldn't help but smile, this girl was incredibly adorable, "Everyone has their baggage," he thought to himself, Kyle should know, he could relate...But now he wanted her to relax and not worry, she'd already conveyed a couple of comforting touches to him, between his cheek and hand...maybe he could convey the same to her? Lifting up his hand, he placed it atop her head, rubbing it gently in his palm so as not to mess up her hair too badly, and he'd meet her gaze with as warm a smile as he could muster.

"Hey, of course I still want to get nachos with you, it'd be rude of me otherwise to change plans at the last minute."

Dollie

[Assistant]
Perhaps Yutaro was getting carried away in expecting Ryoki to like Fitzgerald as much as he did, but at least she respected the artist. Perhaps the fact that she hadn't heard much of the scat queen could be remedied sometime in the future. To be fair, he hadn't heard much of Ludovico Einaudi either, but he had heard the name come up during some music awards. However, perhaps that was what made music so interesting; there was literally not enough time in one's life to hear it all. And, as Ryoki was now proving, new genres popped up all the time that defied classification. Perhaps what was more important than two people liking the same kind of music was that they had new songs that the others could enjoy. Then, just as Yutaro was about to say how much he was looking forward to hearing her perform, Ryoki asked for his number.

Here he was getting ready to move in and ask her, and she delivered a vicious cross-counter like that. It took all of his restraint not to immediately drop his number at her feet like a yapping puppy. No, now that she moved in, it was time to back off a bit. Still smiling, he took another casual sip of his coffee, grabbing the napkin as if to wipe of a stray drop, but in reality preparing a writing surface. However, within its folds he caught a glimpse of something already scribbled onto it. They were... numbers!? It didn't take him long to discern that they must belong to Rosanna, who was too busy to stay and chat but was evidently interested in making some new friends. It was by no means something to complain about, but he couldn't hand Ryoki a napkin with another girl's number on it. He lightly dabbed his lip, and then moved on to plan B.

He rubbed his chin for a few seconds, pretending to deliberate on whether or not to give her his number, but before the wait could warp from suspenseful to awkward he simply said, "Alright." With that, he took out his wallet and produced a business card from the Shine City Players Casino, and wrote his number on the back of it. I'll have to thank my boss for making me carry these around, he thought, also realizing that this was quite a bit more classy than a napkin. He went to hand her the card, but stopped before she could grab it. "Now I want you to use this responsibly," he said, giving her a playful grin. "If you want to share this with any of your friends, make sure they're at least as pretty as you." He then completed the motion, eagerly awaiting an opportunity for their hands to brush against each other one last time.

[User]
Akane's eyes followed her professor's hand as he directed her to his favorite seat. She couldn't help but suppress a little laugh as Shou started to justify her taking of the four person table. Window seat, space for her books and laptop, and off in a corner... It was perfect for her. Disregarding the silly thoughts of her 'peaceful table', Akane brought a hand up to her the end of her scarf. She continued to fiddle with the end of it while she and her new company were conversing.

His tired eyes made it quite obvious that it took Shou a moment to recognize her. Shou then sent her a rather strange smile. Akane didn't understand at first, but she simply returned the smile as he spoke. He had recognized her by name, so her attempt at being outgoing in General Biology must have been working at least a little bit. Blush spread rather rapidly across her face as her professor complimented her scarf. It had definitely worked better than expected. She let out a suppressed giggle before speaking. "Why thank you. I am glad you noticed it." She flipped her scarf with her hand as if showing it off while speaking.

Akane couldn't help but show a small smirk as Shou avoided answering the question. She had no idea why, but she didn't seem to care. As Shou started to talk about his career as a teacher, Akane gave an affirming nod. "I understand how you feel! Despite the constant pressure to score high, I find my classes rather enjoyable."

Akane's enthused look didn't waver as Shou looked her over. "I suppose I am just used to rising early due to my morning classes, and I do enjoy spending my free mornings wasting time at the arcade and such." Akane's blush spread more and more rapidly as Shou had told her she was a pleasure to have in class. Akane knew she was a stellar student in terms of grading and test taking, but it felt good to have a teacher recognize her. Not to mention this was the third time he had called her 'Miss Takumi'. It was a small detail, but she liked it. It was different. After a moment of thought, Akane gave a simple shrug in response. "Studying pays off I guess."

After a moment, Akane noticed the professor had spaced out for a time being. She was a bit perplexed at his evasive gaze and response, but her ignorance got the best of her. "I can understand that. I too had to deal with the struggle for fulfilling meals when I came to the academy. I like to think I've managed well so far, despite my expensive sweet tooth." It seemed his nourishment still hadn't found its way out of the kitchen. There wasn't much the two of them could do about that, of course.

Akane's rather excited and happy expression met the smile of her professor. He was much better company than Akane thought a teacher could be. Well, it was pretty obvious that a star student would get along with a teacher just as well as other students. Her eyes widened for a slight moment as Shou asked her for her plans. She hadn't thought about that part of the conversation; she never did.

She gave a quick nod, remembering her plans. "Cats. . ." She replied with an absent look that accompanied her smirk. "I am going to get some cats." Like six- "Like seven cats." There was an obvious bit of humor in her voice, making it a bit difficult to tell if she was being serious, but as Akane went throughout her day, the more she thought about getting eight cats, the more it seemed like a good idea.


[System]
Age:
17

Appearance:

The pic above shows her normal battle regalia. Her soul gem in this form turns into the eye patch over her eye.
Her soul gem is a bright purplish tint, turning slowly to a darker shade of purple as she uses her powers.
Nationality:
German

Personality:
She doesnt speak much, nor does she emote very well. Her first thought would first be her mission, and then of others. After the death of her friend, a magical girl who had saved her from a witch, she had grown to dislike company, treating them as a nuisance. If ever possible, she would be the first to take down a witch, so no one else has to fight, and experience what she had once did.

Afflictions:
-

Wish:
"I wish... I wish I have power. Enough power so other magical girls do not have to suffer like this. Power to take their burdens and suffering away."

Biography:
Once upon a time, there was a naive girl in a nondescript town. Her life was simple, a routine of waking up, doing whatever needs to be done for the day, and at almost the same time every night, she goes to sleep, only to awaken the next day, and continue the cycle. There were bumps and waves in her life, but it was one that could be called ordinary.

Ordinary.

Not one of SUFFERING.

On one of her ordinary days, she found another world, and met a girl. In this world, she learned of SUFFERING. In this world, she learned of PAIN. In this world, she learned of DEATH.

In the end, the girl she found and befriended, found DEATH as well.

In the end, only DEATH accompanied her, as she held her friend in her arms.

In the end, though they both SUFFERED, though that friend ended a source of PAIN and SUFFERING, she remained alone.

With naught but DEATH in her arms.

Distraught, she cried out to the heavens, cursing this END, cursing this FATE, cursing this WORLD. Though her friend has bested a fiend, a witch, a black being who sought to bring SUFFERING onto others, she herself had SUFFERED. What hope was there, if even her friend, one who only wished for the best, who had received PAIN, who had received SUFFERING meant for her, had perished under the darkness?

In the depth of her SUFFERING, an ANGEL descended upon her, granting her POWER, granting her PURPOSE, granting her HOPE.

With POWER granted upon her, no one else should have to feel the PAIN and SUFFERING she did.

Skills:
She doesnt really have that many skills. But most notable of them all is her eye for distance, and her throwing arm, honed through practice and constant nagging by her schoolmates to act as replacement for this or that club, mostly the baseball club.

Threads of Fate:
3

Magical Weapon:
She can create solid blades, though creating a lot of them doesn't seem that practical, so often she would only make two at the most. Her best weapon is the dual turrets mounted on her lower back, which doesn't require that much energy to shoot.

Experience:
3

Magical Ability:
(Core)Through Agony,Determination:
As one who strives to end suffering and accept them unto herself, she gets stronger with each wound she receives, even going so far as to be unable to fight efficiently without having first sustained a wound. With every blow stuck upon her, her resolve and power grows stronger, and with even the odds stacked against her, her ability allows her to completely overturn the odds, rebelling against the flow.

(Secondary)Through Pain, We Live:
Her suffering not only makes her stronger, but gives her the odd ability to direct and accept suffering. Accepting them means she could take in most wounds directed at another person, with the person only receiving a fraction of the wound that would be inflicted upon them. However, should the wound inflicted be obviously fatal, the link would sever, and the person would die while Frederica remains unscathed. This also means she could direct suffering onto others should she have a mind to. However, she will take the brunt of all the wounds inflicted upon her, though whoever she directs them to would still take a good part of it. Like the other type of link, should she receive a wound that is obviously fatal to her, the link would sever instantly, leaving the other person untouched by that fatal blow.

Both forms need her to actually touch whoever she wants to use this ability on.

(Secondary)Through Suffering, Victory:
Separate from her core ability and yet connected to it, is her ability to store up black energy from every blow she receives. It accumulates as she suffers, and decays quickly when she does not. As such, she has to be actually injured to even be able to use this ability. With very little magic from her, she could use this to wreath herself or her weapons in black energy, giving them a greater destructive power as well as being able to actually form it into a solid shape should she need to.

Signature and Finisher:
N/A

██████:
14%

[User]
Atop the church steeple, Carina had quite the view of the parade going on down below. Shifting slightly, she stayed in her magical girl form as she watched the procession, grinning and cheering along with each show that passed. She could be grateful for her powers for this sort of thing, and the better vision that was included with it to actually make something out from this distance. It was definitely a lot more comfortable than being stuck in the middle of that crowd down there.

Yet she could tell some things were off, noting the telltale signs of other magical girls down below. Just as she had expected, this place was hardly deserted. Doubtlessly they were chasing after that first Witch she had picked up, confirming her decision to not pursue it as smart. Otherwise she could have gotten caught in the crossfire, which was something that she wanted to avoid if possible. For now she would remain up here.

Still, she couldn't just watch forever. At some point she produced one of her butterfly swords, flipping and spinning it in the air, doing little acrobatic tricks to amuse herself while she watched the parade. Perhaps someone would notice, but once again it would be too ridiculous to believe. She needed to practice anyway, to get more used to her abilities, so that was what she would do.

What was the worst that could happen anyway? She was in public, without the possibility of an actual fight. So she retained her confident manner as she watched the parade. This was definitely fun.

[Assistant]
Monika Sakovich
"Kiih...!" Monika flinched in midair, pulling her wide-eyed face back as a sharp-looking pointy ruler flew straight past her head. It also surprised her how capable she herself was at dodging the things, but also… Th-this creature, this fat-looking creature was shooting school supplies as weapons…! This world is ridiculous! … And it also vanished. The creature vanished, and the world shuddered back into existence. The basic, normal back-alley that Monika had no idea where it was. Oh, no. A strike of fear at not knowing where she was came over the twelve-year old girl, but… it wasn't as big as the relief of arriving out of that world.

"… Hah…" Monika landed, her legs bending flawlessly, and she blinked a bit noticing how her transformed state's lack of shoes made her landing pretty soundless, yet her feet also didn't hurt hitting the pavement. She leaned back against the nearest wall, breathing heavily while staring wide-eyed in stunned surprise at the scene before her, seeing three figures vanish in front of her. An older girl with blonde hair flying past her after the monster. A younger girl with blonde hair in what appeared to be a nurse uniform, running after. An older girl with dark hair, the one which had opened fire, who jumped out of Monika's view. It… it appeared that they were other Magical Girls, Monika could conclude. Thank god. The situation was saved. Monika was still hidden, tears running down her cheeks as she breathed out in relief.

There… was a conversation going on in the direction the others had arrived from. Monika looked in the direction. There was… A pink-haired eastern foreigner. A red-haired girl who had just shouted at another. A blonde girl in red facing back against her. A girl in white and cyan which had just stepped in. A, uh, blonde older woman in blue. Someone's mother? Um. Maybe not. In any case, these appeared to be other Magical Girls, who had come here for the monster. It was relieving to no end for Monika to see that she wasn't alone. But… were they getting along? Were they safe? … Deciding to use the power to hide to her advantage, Monika stepped closer to the conversation, invisible. She'd listen in. She'd decide if this was a safe group, if the participants were dependable and could be trusted. She'd lean by the wall, staring cautiously, listening to them while hoping not to be dragged in.

Her emotions were still in a deeply disturbed situation due to the monster, but… th-this was for her own survival… spying was something she had to do in order to feel braver. She'd have to talk to them eventually, right? They were in on this together, right? Monika just… needed to get brave enough to talk to them, first… And maybe wait until they eventually split up and after that follow the one she has deemed the most suitable to talk with first, because approaching one could be easier than approaching a group…

[User]
---Familiar

"Keeeh~?" The bulging Familiar seemed to notice it was being attacked again, as its closest pursuer blitzes forwards with the full extent of her magically-enhanced speed. It pulls its tail close to its body, slowing its movements slightly as it hurtles downwards, wall to its right. When Megumi comes through the barrier, chains swinging in an attempt to capture it, the creature reacts immediately.

Fortunately, this Familiar's single redeeming quality in life was that it was good at escaping. Just as Megumi's first chain approaches from the side, its tail shoots out, suddenly propelling the Familiar to the side. At the same time, another storm of school supplies shoots from its body, flying in the general direction of its new attacker. The high-velocity junk, while virtually harmless, serves as a distraction to cover for its escape.

It's also probably really annoying. Nobody likes being hit with erasers.

Spiraling through the air, the creature fluffs its body up again as it approaches the other alleyway wall, striking it at an angle and fluffing outwards, instantly recovering with another lightning-quick bounce in the other direction. Zigzagging like this, it adjusts its trajectory and continues its jaunt towards the nearby roadway.

And just like that, it was there-

"Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~!" The Familiar screeches cheerfully, hurtling past the outskirts of the abandoned area and into populated space once again. With the incredible density of people around the main roadways, it was only natural that immediately upon approaching the street, three humans are sucked into and trapped within the Familiar's flimsy barrier.

It makes its choice, and spirals wildly, hurtling itself towards the nearest human. It was clear what its intention was at this point.

At the same time, Salomea would notice the distinctive sensation of a Witch being almost on top of her. Directly across the street from her, she could probably see the edge of the monster's barrier encroaching on the sidewalk, sucking in a couple of passerby before stopping there, dangerously close to the crowd.

---Minerva

Minerva runs at the height of her ordinary speed, trying to catch up with the blazing speed of Megumi and the Familiar, who already had quite a head start. At her own pace, however, she does manage to catch up with Frederica in time to offer a hasty greeting. "Hi. You must be another girl... I didn't expect there to be so many of us! It's quite jarring, considering I didn't even know there were other Magical Girls until a few minutes ago. Haha..." She smiles at the older girl, and then stares ahead frowning.

"They sure are fast... hey, it looks like the Familiar or whatever is almost at the street. Isn't that bad?" She considers their environment, noting the proximity to large crowds of people, and figuring that it was a bad idea to be fighting a Witch so close to humans. Although, maybe if this was just a Familiar, it wasn't so bad? She didn't know. All she knew was that she was being left behind on her first Witch Hunt ever. And she didn't like it.

[Assistant]
Danzig, In pursuit of the Familiar.

The familiar wasn't dead yet.

That much was clear, for it seemed to be barreling towards people in the city. Not exactly something she would have liked to happen, especially since her best weapon wasn't suited for fighting with normal people around.

"Hi. You must be another girl... I didn't expect there to be so many of us!"

It was another girl, another Magical Girl, who had spoke to her. One that was, upon turning her head to have a proper look, very young from her looks. It would seem Kyubey was with her as well. Frederica would have dearly loved to stop and pet it, but she had a more pressing matter at the moment. Should the one that had dashed off botch this one up, several people could be in danger.

"It's quite jarring, considering I didn't even know there were other Magical Girls until a few minutes ago. Haha..."

Frederica stopped dead in her tracks at that.

It was quite strange. She had told herself again and again, only her mission mattered, only her DESTINY, her FATE would take priority. But still, she was unable to just leave one so obviously inexperienced, so obviously young, so obviously oblivious, to learning how cruel the fate she had chosen really was.

"They sure are fast... hey, it looks like the Familiar or whatever is almost at the street. Isn't that bad?"

"Yes."

That brilliant smile. She closed her eyes for a moment, before turning to the girl and speaking more. "Keep close."

With that she put a hand on the girl's shoulders, no more than a tap, before continuing on her way towards the familiar.

"If the familiar feeds, we're going to have to deal with another witch."


[System]
"Please, don't overestimate me..."

Sprite:
Nicknames/Title: Scaredy Cat Ninja

Gender: Female

Marital Status: Single

Age: 17

Sexuality: Bisexual

Family Ties: Nobody

Class: Ninja

Weapon Mastery(ies): Shurikens

Inventory: An Iron Kunai, Vulneraries, Gaius' Confect

Personality: An incredibly shy and self-conscious girl, who is, however, very passionate about ninjas and the kingdom she lives in. Pauline has an astonishing sweet tooth and has gotten quite good at making food, especially desserts.

Pauline has an incredibly low self-esteem and, for whatever reason, always thinks people are overestimating her. Because of that, she can lose motivation quite easily, but with her passion for ninjas, her home country and its protection, she recovers quickly. Pauline is also quite hardworking, and despite not being the bravest person you'll find in the army, she is very agile and has potential to become a great fighter.

She's also a diligent fighter for justice - even in small things, like everyone in the army getting their share of food. Pauline's incredibly thoughtful of others and tries to help healers the best she can, caring about everyone's health as much as they do.

Biography: Born in Jotenvarr in a family of historians, Pauline has always been interested in culture. You could easily find her libraries - she started spending huge amounts of time as soon as she learned to read. However, it wasn't mages or brave knights and lances who fascinated her, but ninjas. She could spend hours reading about them and telling her parents about the legends.
At the age of 10, her parents finally decided to start her training. Pauline was incredibly worried at first - after all, it would be the first time she was away from her home from so long.

The training was, unsurprisingly, quite tough. Pauline got homesick quite a few times, but managed to do quite well. Unsurprisingly, she excels at hiding herself and attacking from afar, as these skills are, perhaps, the most needed for a person as cowardly as she is.

[User]
Aika Lennone

"Oh, it's not too bad, Azi." Aika stated as she made her way to the next bed after his, sitting on the side facing him. She laid back across the middle of the mattress, stretched her arms in a wide arc, and folded her hands behind her head. Her hands along with the hood of the cloak she still hadn't removed made a nice pillow for her to prop her head up a bit, looking down her body to see the left side of Azi's buried face. "At least we're still alive. And I'm fairly certain we weren't going to please that sorceress even if we did all survive." After a moment she sat up and began to remove her cloak, sword, and armor, placing them on the shelf above her bed. She slung her bag around onto her lap, and dug through it before revealing a tome from within. She placed the bag aside and opened the book to somewhere in the middle and began to skim the pages.

"Besides," she remarked. "Check out this sweet pad we've got."

The sarcasm was painfully obvious as she peered over the top of the tome and glanced around the cramped mundane quarters, particularly at the dark-skinned archer in the far corner.

"Must be someone from one of the other squads," she stated a bit softer.

[Assistant]
Hyakuya

The Manakete landed safely on the ground after dropping Diana gently on the ground. He transformed back into his human form. His right leg was actually bleeding, the blood streamed down his leg. Hyakuya looked at it and then knelt down. He ripped some of the trouser's cloth and wrapped it around his leg as to prevent further bleeding. He then stood up and then stomped his right foot on the ground. His face showed pain as it hit the ground and so he started leaning on his left leg so it would hurt. He then drank some of his vulnerary to hopefully close the deep wound or at least lessen the pain.

He was doing this while Hirotsuka was giving off a meaningful speech to everyone. When she turned to him and gave her compliments to him and actually stuttered when she mentioned King Alex's name, he smiled. The two always had a close relationship and the Manakete even assumed that they were involved in a romantic relationship. He nodded at her. His power might as well be the only thing he can contribute to the group. That and his knowledge about some things. He then started limping towards the throne room to hear his king's speech.

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Once the speech has ended, Hyakuya followed Hiro towards the dorm room. He was actually disheartened to hear that he needed to sleep with his fellow squad as he was used to simply sleeping alone and inside the cold walls of where he slumbered when the king who saved him told him to go. His eyes scanned the room for a moment, seeing two others in there who weren't from the squad. A young girl and boy were there... perhaps not 'young' if they were to be called in human years but to him, they seemed very young.

He limped as he entered and then sat down on a bed that was closest to the door on the left which meant that the one in front of his bed would be Azi's bed. He looked at Hiro and then nodded. Their teamwork was good despite just meeting a couple of hours ago. For Hyakuya, it was mostly because they had an acting tactician, Tybalt. he then took off his own hood, revealing his long blonde hair and his pointed ears. He looked at Azi and Aika once more before bowing his head at them. "Greetings young ones. I am Hyakuya of Squad Quinque, a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Well, might as well talk to the people who he hasn't met before when they will all share a room.

[User]
Aika Lennone

Aika's eyes darted from Hiro across the left side of the room until she met Hyakuya's gaze, and she was still barely peeking from over her book as she scanned the newcomer up and down for a moment. Her scrutiny landed on his ears and she lowered her tome, revealing a surprised yet excited smile.

"Woah! A Mamkute!" She exclaimed, setting the tome onto her bed and shooting onto her feet. "My name's Aika, and this is Azi!" she pointed to the blue haired man whose face was still one with his pillow in the bed across from Hyakuya. "We're from one of the other squads, the, uh... Trignita! Yeah that's it." She placed her hands on her hips and looked to her right side with a bit of a somber expression. "We had to fight some zombies, but two of us didn't make it, and it doesn't look like the other two followed us in here yet." She turned back to Hyakuya before giving him the last of her ranting. "Were the two of you the only ones who passed your team's test?"

[Assistant]
Hyakuya

Hyakuya ended up smiling once more at the surprised look she had on her face. Everything had always been like this. Even when he woke up and served both the King and Prince Alex, both were surprised about his race and held the same looks on their faces. It was quite amusing to see it once more.

"Manakete, actually." The blond said, correcting the young girl's pronunciation. Now, now, he wasn't being picky about how she said it but he would like to let the girl know of her mistake. If she wanted to call him a Mamkute even after knowing, then that is fine as well. It seems some of Aika's squadmates had suffered the same fate as Itazu, their thief. How sad. "No. In fact, only one of us didn't make it. Perhaps the others are just looking around before they go in here. There are three more." The Manakete said with a shrug. He wasn't sure what Diana, Pauline and Tybalt were doing but they would come sooner or later. After all, he was sure that they would come to rest.

[User]
Pauline jumped from the tree, clenching her weapon. She barely had time to see Diana falling down, Hyakuya catching her - time flew faster than usual and by the time the ninja got back on earth, it was surprisingly silent around. Was that... all? Tybalt was the one who voiced her silent question and, surprisingly, they've passed! Pauline stretched her arms and scratched the back of neck slightly, but tensed up when Hirotsuka came to her. To say she was surprised by the Royal Maid's speech would be an understatement. Pauline blushed and poked her cheeks lightly as she muttered: "Could you really be a mentor to me?"
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After the speech was over, she went to the bedroom. Apparently, Hiro and Hyakuya have already arrived and there were two more people in the room, apparently from another squad. Pauline sat down on one of the beds and yawned as she rubbed her face slightly. She eyed the girl in the bed next to hers and smiled shyly.

[Assistant] "Well, it's 'mamkute' where I come from but you're the dragon in the room so..." Her voice trailed off as the fifth person came into the quarters and planted herself on the bed just next to Aika's. "Hey!" she gave Pauline her regular cheery smile.

[User]
Diana

Diana blushed, "Uh, t-thanks." she said to the manakete that had caught her. It seemed like they had one. Their instructor appeared, giving each of them a short speech. Diana looked suitably abashed, maybe she hadn't thought that one all the way through.

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Diana strolled into the barrack and looked around yawning, she could use a nap. Shared dorms!? That was rather uncouth wasn't it? It seemed there were quite a few people here already. She should introduce herself to the other people they were apparently rooming with. "Hey guys, I'm Diana." She said to introduce herself and tossed her spear and small pack onto the closest bed. Diana prodded it expecting it to be soft and plushy but was severely disappointed.

 It was barely better than the floor. Then she noticed the tail on the other side of the barrack. The fluffy, fluffy tail. Daina's eyes followed its rhythmic swishing. She slowly stood and walked towards it as though under a spell. Unable to control herself any longer Diana lunged at it and tackled it onto the bed, hugging it with reckless abandon. So warm, and silky, and FLUFFY! A small squeal of delight emerged as she stroked the tail and Diana closed her eyes. Mhmm....

[Assistant]
Tybalt Argyris

Tybalt could not help but exhale a large sigh of relief once Hirotsuka had anounced they indeed finished her test. With incredible skill, wits, teamwork, and a fair share of luck, the squad had indeed routed the flying pursuers. He beamed wholeheartedly at his teamates, proud of how quickly they had come together to try and overcome the incredible odds they had faced. Without Pauline, Diana, and Hyakuya keeping him safe, there would have been no way for Hiro of himself to get such clean shots. There was clearly a shred of hope among the group to act as a unified squad.

Which made it all the more startling that Hirotsuka came to him and commended him for trying to lead. He was taken aback, his eyes wide even from the suggestion. Leading? He had not been leading the group, had he?

"I-I was only trying to do what was best for the squad, Lady Hirotsuka," He said, smiling warmly as she approached with a confident bow to her. "But I certainly proved I'm more than just a handsome face with a sense of humor, didn't I?"

His confident remark was immediately interrupted by her hand slamming him in the back, knocking the wind out of him in a wicked slap. He gasped, she was much stronger than her little maid form let on, it took quite a bit to actually stay on his feet. He was quick to try and play it off as nothing more than a mere gesture however, hiding his grimace as he tried to stand back upright.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it." Tybalt answered when HIrotsuka delivered her warning. He was eager to pursue the next challenge, the sooner he could try to become a knight, the sooner he would win back his family's honor.

And that was a promise he would swear on his life to keep.
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It had taken Tybalt a bit longer to get to the dorm, he had made arrangements for Itazu's burial and paid for the young man to be traditionally buried as his Fox Spirit heritage would permit. Despite his singular and selfish nature, the young thief had made taken out one of the flyers, that alone was worth a proper burial.

When he finally did arrive, he could already see his teammates talking with the other squad, Triginita. He did not immediately join the groups, instead choosing to survey the living quarters. Huffing in disapproval, he noticed that it was just one big room, with one bed for each of them in bunk formation. This was unfitting for a noble of his stature, he was used to living in embroidered silks and fine linens, not cots with what looked like cotton bedding. He placed his hand on the pillow, gasping silently in disgust. Good Gods, was that duck feathers? He'd get poked by the little stems all night!

Another frustrated huff escaped his lips, running his fingers through his hair as he laid his tomes neatly onto one of the beds, claiming it as his own. He understood he would have to get used to such drab accommodations if he was going to keep trying, but he was not going to be happy about such circumstance.

Not one to show such ugly distaste, he blanketed his disappointment behind an optimistic smile as he turned his attention to who was present. It seemed Hyakuya and Diana were already entertaining some new faces, most likely from the other squad. He considered joining them, but it would be rude to just interrupt their conversation just to introduce himself, so he let them be for the time being. Instead he made his way to Hiro, who was already claiming his bed as well.

"I have to say, I am incredibly impressed at your skills, Sir Hiro. You are an amazing archer."  The mage said, leaning against the wall near the archer's bed. "Who taught you to shoot a bow like that?"

[User] Pauline smiled back at the girl sitting next to her and decided to continue the conversation - "Nice to meet you, I'm Pauline. And you are...?" She noticed her teammate come in and waved her hand, greeting her - " Oh, hi!" Pauline glanced at Diana, who was moving to the other side of the barracks for some reason, and grabbed a pack of sweets our of her bad. She grabbed a candy for herself before offering one to her neighbour from another squad. A loud bump and a high squeal turned Pauline's attention to the back of the barracks and... Well, she would've never expected Diana of all people to do it. "Uh... Diana, just what are you doing...?"


[System]
N A M ESean Wiseman
A G E24
G E N D E RMale
B I OAlways one with esoteric hobbies, Sean had a fascination with mythology and literature, which he pursued has a hobby for much of his life. A writer and an actor as well, he was considered by many to have a great flair for the dramatic. In his university courses, he undertook a major in English Literature, and a minor in Drama, falling very well in line with others' perceptions of him. To exercise his creativity and relieve stress amidst his studies, he took up playing YGGDRASIL with his friends, who together formed a roleplaying guild on their server. Though some dedicated efforts, they were able to rise to a fairly reputable position within the servers, helped no doubt by their playing mostly in the twilight of the game's existence. Even so, their guild was in the top 500 list globally, and they had amassed a fair collection of rare and powerful items, as well as a meticulously designed guild hall.

However, guild drama eventually tore them apart, and Sean quit the game to focus on his studies. Sometime after graduation, as it was announced that the game would be shutting down, Sean joined onto a random server and guild to partake in the final-day festivities. Though his character was quite unusual compared to the others, he was none the less accepted with the spirit of good will and camaraderie. However, now that they have transitioned in the New World, one must wonder how he will be accepted, both by the other players and the new world's inhabitants.

T H E A V A T A R
N A M EAzoth Baal

R A C E Dark Elf
Human-type
G E N D E RMale
L E V E L100
A L I G N M E N T-300
Evil
C L A S SWarlock
Void Priest
Chaos Sorcerer
Hexblade
Lord of Chaos
Chaoskampf
etc
F I G H T I N G S T Y L EAzoth is a diversely-skilled DPS character, who also boasts a number of potent crowd control abilities. While not specced for PVP, he performs exceedingly well at it, as the high physical stats of the Warlock class are belied by his number of devastating offensive spells, and his Hexblade class and associated skills allow him to switch into a melee DPS/offtank and back again almost seamlessly.
S T R E N G T H SAzoth's offensive power is practically overwhelming. Facing against him is a nonstop brutal assault that even some of the most efficient tank/healer combos struggle to endure. His attacks allow for almost no openings, and possible weaknesses in his attack patterns can be covered for by his crowd control abilities.
W E A K N E S S E SPower comes at a cost, and in this New World, Azoth is paying dearly for his power. While the Warlock class features spells that cast from HP and other such risks, those can be mitigated in a game world with little worry. Now that the game has become reality, this risks now threaten both Azoth's life and his sanity. His evil, otherworldly patrons pull at him and demand both favor and sacrifice, and he can feel his cursed sword slowly draining his soul. Azoth teeters at the edge of the abyss, and only the willpower granted by his Dark Elven tenacity and extensive magical skill keep him from falling.
E Q U I P M E N TStormsorrow, Daughter of the Void: Azoth's sentient runeblade, a Divine-class Artifact item, which he acquired from a rare event drop. In YGGDRASIL it was "cursed" in that it bound itself inseparably to his character, and forced him to sacrifice 5 class levels in order to accommodate the Hexblade class it forced onto him. In the New World, however, Stormsorrow is a malevolent entity with a mind of its own, exerting its influence over Azoth to corrupt him further, and drain the soul from his body.
Scales of Tiamat: Azoth's Divine-class armor, as mutable in form as the chaos wyrm for which they are named. Normally casters such as Azoth cannot wear heavy armor, but his Hexblade class grants him an exception which permits him to use this armor (normally reserved for such classes as Death Knights).
A B I L I T I E SGrimoire of Shadows: By observing a non-offensive spell being cast, Azoth can inscribe the spell in this otherworldly spellbook, which he can summon and dismiss at will. Spells listed in the grimoire can be cast by Azoth outside of combat, even if they normally cannot be learned by his classes. Any buffs applied by these spells drop from him when entering combat, making it purely a utility ability.
Power Word: Kill: Azoth can utter a word that causes creatures below a certain level and HP threshold to die instantly, but otherwise has no effect.
Chain Master: Azoth can summon a lesser magical familiar, typically in the form of some sort of imp, which he can use to remotely cast spells, borrow its senses, and a variety of other utilities.
Shroud of Shadow: Azoth can cast Invisibility at will, without expending mana.
Blade-Bound: Bonded forever to his runeblade, Stormsorrow, Azoth can summon it at will, reform it should it be damaged in some way, and can alter its specific form into a variety of melee implements, as befits a sword of chaos.
Entropic Ward: Enemy attacks have a greater chance of missing Azoth while this ability is active, and he cannot be critically hit.
Thought Shield: Azoth's thoughts cannot be read without his allowance, and any Psychic damage he takes is reflected back to whatever inflicted it.
Create Thrall: Any incapacitated humanoid can be permanently enthralled by Azoth and used in much the same manner as a summon, until the spell is broken or he chooses another thrall. He can telepathically communicate with his thrall, but cannot have more than one at a time.
Enslave Outsider: Azoth can cast Dominate Monster at will without expending mana on Outsiders such as Fiends, Celestials or Elementals. Will occupy his single Dominate Monster creature allowance.
Shadow Hound: Azoth's shadow can take the form of a beast of pure darkness, and can then enter the shadow of another creature. As long as it merged in this manner, the creature cannot gain cover bonuses, and Azoth is always aware of where the creature is and the distance between himself and it. The target has a vague feeling of dread as long as the Shadow Hound is present.
V I E WAzoth has the countenance of a fey, otherwordly ruler. Mortals in his presence become instinctively aware of the power he wields, and the more magically attuned can sense the presence of his dark patrons. Stormsorrow seethes with evil energy, and is a black hole in reality when detected by magical means. Mortals craven enough would see Azoth as a god among men, and a king among gods.

[User]
Selena sat amongst the other players, looking at the raspberry wine cup in front of her as she idly played with her hair.

She still couldn't believe this. After all these years, after all the hard work she had done, this would be the end.

She remembered when she first started, how she was terribly weak as she chose to go solo with a character designed for support. She had to grind on weak monsters, making her leveling up process longer than the average person. She remembered how some people had booted her out of their party when they discovered her that all she could do was cast some weak debuffs from a distance. She couldn't blame them, really, as debuffs from a weak character like her back then meant absolutely nothing.

But eventually, she hit her stride once her hexes became more powerful. There she could actually become an important member of a party and not just a hindrance taking up spot and EXP. But she was still weak in solo play, so she wasn't done yet. She was still not the ideal character she wanted to play as. She didn't wish to become a mere support character, having to have a party everywhere she went.

And so, after a lot more grinding, helped by her spending a significant amount of her wages in real life to buy EXP buffs and the like from the item shop, she finally managed to reach the level of strength she was in now.

And then this happened.

She sighed once again for what must have been a hundreth time today. Her thoughts then went into the farm she had built. That too would disappear. She had so much fun planting and growing her own crops, then cooking them to make her own food, then giving or selling them to people who needed them. She loved hearing them praising her cooking. In real life, she had no chance to do something like that after all. One of her deepest secret is wanting to become a cute bride and hearing her dear husband praise her cooking. And with her being 30 and still single in the real world, that dream was getting away from her for every day that passed.

She looked around the room. She didn't recognize most of the people there. It couldn't be helped. She had been quite the anti-social player all this time after all.

"I suppose I would just drink myself away until the end... should be 15 minutes from now..." she mumbled to herself as she drank all the wine in her cup in one motion.

[Assistant]
"For God's sake, Jake, just log out already. The shutdown is just a few minutes away, it's not like you're freaking abandoning me." A loud voice echoed by one of the hallways of mountain fort that acted as a guild hall for the newly-formed guild Apocalypse Now as two figures traversed it towards the main hall.

"You sure? I mean, I promised that at least I would be here with you for the shutdown. I know it's important for you, Artie." The taller of the figures, a humongous demon with goat-like characteristics and crow wings - presumably Jake, although his nickname was displayed as "KingSabbat" - seemed to be sorry about something, his voice clearly displaying some nervousness in despite of how his goat-like head maintained the same indifferent expression as always while he talked - a funny result of YGGDRASIL lacking the technology necessary for capturing and reproducing facial expressions.

"Chill down, mate, it's not like you're going to lose something. Just go help Linda with whatever she wants without using me as an excuse for slacking off. I don't want her glaring daggers at me in the commemorative dinner, her killing intent is away too much for my fragile mind!" The shorter figure seemed to be pretty amused by his companion's nervousness, with chuckles escaping from his character's deadpan-ish face as he confirmed that he didn't need his friend's company for the closing of the server.

"Kay then. Just don't get late for dinner. Linda has managed to get some fresh vegetables and she'll be really pissed if she loses the chance of impressing you with her "magnificent cooking skills"." The goatman logged out amidst a suspicious fit of laughter, leaving the white haired devil alone in the hallway.

"She's seriously going to cook..?" The humanoid devil - whose nickname was FirstbornCain - couldn't ignore the sudden chill that managed to find its way up his spine in despite of YGGDRASIL's lack of sensors for this kind of thing as he imagined how terrifyingly dangerous the dinner organized by his guildmates to say goodbye to the game would be. Linda's cooking skills were famous amongst their small guild for their lethality after all, with some of the members going as far as saying that they were the main reason for the pitiful amount of real life reunions the guild made in despite of all of its members living in the same district - quite the dangerous thing to say when considering how Linda loved to "randomly" throw her character's beloved artifact-class axes around and "accidentally" hit people who gossiped about her.

He quickly dismissed the issue of having to taste his friend's awful cooking from his head right in the next second though, as he managed to once more reach the richly (and chaotically) decorated hall of the mountain fort - A result of the sudden urge to show off their riches that some players felt due to the imminent closure of the server (quite the positive aspect of the server closure, as he managed to take a look at various rare furniture items and exotic equips whose view would otherwise be reserved to those closer to their respective owners). In the end, he didn't bother with searching for players he knew in the hall - after all he imagined the few players that remained to watch the last moments of the game either already had someone with them or weren't interested in using their last minutes in YGGDRASIL talking with others - instead choosing to use his time to check the multitude of rare and exotic items as he waited for the countdown for the server closure, hoping to at least find some new, unknown by most stuff to amuse him until the server's closing.

[User]
"Well, I appreciate you all taking me in." Sean said to the other players as the finale battle died down, "If other members of my old guild had been on, we could have given you quite a show."

He joined the loose throng of players as he descended from the sky on his flying mount, which was only a simple summon of a shadow-beast in that vaguely resembled a small dragon. In the sparring battle that had just taken place, Sean had used his character's multitude of advanced summoning abilities to create something of a PvE scenario for the players that desired it. He stepped off of his mount, unsummoning the creature when his feet were on the ground, and stepped into the crowd.

The avatar of his character, Azoth_Baal, was quite unique, and Sean had spent a great deal of time working on it so that it met his preferences. Interestingly, rather than having the dusky skin and amber eyes of a typical Dark Elf, he had managed to give his character an albino appearance, with bleached skin and hair, and eyes a malevolent blood red.

Sean got a whisper message notification, and checked his UI to see who it was from. The notification's source was listed as "Stormsorrow," the name of the chaotic runeblade that hung at his hip. A very rare and highly-scripted item, it sometimes "spoke" to Sean though whisper messages, meant to represent the cursed blade talking into his character's mind. Usually these messages were tied to certain bosses, global events, or were just generic messages put on a timer.

He checked the message, which stated, "The wheel turns, and the cycle begins anew. Those who sit beyond the veil watch eagerly, as this world draws its last breath. This is not the end, but the beginning of their great work."

Sean was quite amused by this. It seemed that the devs had put in a little message to coincide with the server shutdown. Given how rare these runeblade items were, Sean was probably one of a bare handful that actually got to experience this sort of message. He savored it quietly, adding it to a long list of good memories spent with YGGDRASIL.