Duoya

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

I'll post sometime tomorrow.

Afterlife: Dead Sun

@Holy Soldier
I was waiting for the others to post first, but I'll write up a post by tomorrow.

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@Achronum
Whoops, sorry about that. Fixing that right now.

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Theodore Smith

Dirk Davidson

Interactions: @Achronum@Tybalt Capulet

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The two were both surprised by Theo's sudden arrival, but that was to be expected. He was significantly taller than the both of them, and was arguably the best equipped thanks to his starting buckler. That, combined with his well defined physique, he was worried they might think he was trying to lure them somewhere dangerous and kill them for their equipment. N-not that Theo ever did that, especially when he played as Dirk. Luckily, they both agreed to accept his party invite, and while Dirk was relaxed and cocky, Theo was immensely relieved. He had highly specialized his starting attributes, and he doubted he would be able to kill even low level mobs with his current stats. As they did so, the girl was the first to speak.

"I'd... I'd be happy to join you both. I'm Aster, a swordsman. Kajin Najin? Do you have a nickname, maybe something a bit shorter? Kajin, or just Kaj? And you, Mr. Davidson, do you prefer to just go by Dirk? I-I'll be honest with you both. As much as I'd love to be in a party with you, I'm not actually very experienced with games like this. I plan to improve, so that I can survive, but as it stands now, I've never even fought a monster or player before."

As soon as she finished, Theo started his usual process - he entered deep thought, doing his best to pick what dirk would say. Perhaps he would offer assurance that he would keep the fair maiden safe, or offer advice on games... for some reason, the process was significantly easier than it usually was, most likely because of the acting skill. The thought that a skill in a video game was effecting how he thought was quite disturbing, in all honesty, but Theo was too busy to focus on it for long. Instead, he was silently thankful that Aster was a swordsman - it allowed the party to have some actual DPS without wasting Kajin's mana. Before he had the chance to speak up, Kajin spoke.

“Thanks for the party invite. What’s the point of having me around if I don’t keep you alive? So I’ll do my best as well! Absolutely call me Kajin! I just expect everyone to call me that anyways, no need to use my last name if you don’t need to.”

After saying that, Kajin's attention was drawn to Aster's attire, causing Theo to do the same - she had no armor. While this was normally no problem, she was a swordsman, which weren't the most agile class that needed low armor to achieve their full potential. Along with this, she was dressed in nicer clothes, akin to what the NPCs wore. While that was nice, it did mean that she wasted money on a purely cosmetic item... But whatever. Dirk wouldn't care if a girl wanted to wear nice clothes - he'd just fight hard to make sure they were safe. Theo had to do the same.

“So Aster, the game can be taught. We all have to level anyway so we’ll do some grinding to get you in shape! However, there is a minor issue that occurred to me. Really it’s trivial but its best to cover all our bases. Now see this here? We call this armor. When you take damage, it reduces the amount taken depending on several variables. Useful in a death game, I’m sure you could imagine. I can’t help but notice you aren’t wearing any but you are wearing nicer clothes than most. You wouldn’t happen to have some floating around in your inventory no? Maybe some Renn to purchase some? Because if not, I’ll need to make some for you because I’m not taking anyone out that doesn’t have some form of protection."

After that, he turned towards Theo, and continued to speak.

“Oh Dirk, have you played around with the actions command yet? I’m not sure if they trigger the same as spells since I don’t have any actions yet. Probably should have taken staff block but Mana Payback was too nice to pass up!”

Lightheadedness overcame Theo as he attempted to think of a response, and he resorted to his response to Aster's earlier question to buy himself time.

"Have no fear, Aster! I promise to keep everyone in the party safe from harm, so you can learn from me and Kajin."

Theo stopped. Shit, SHIT. His mind was drawing a blank... Dirk wouldn't stop, keep the conversation moving. Sound more relaxed, straighten your posture...

"B-but don't worry about not knowing much about the game. You two just gotta think about it like a regular MMO - only difference is it's a lot more immersive. Graphics are better than normal, that kind of stuff. Just focus less on the details, and it'll feel way more natural."

"But the armor issue... Well, just avoid drawing too much attention. I got a spell that draws aggro, so you just have to make sure to deal some damage, and stop for a bit when the enemy starts to get angry at you. Besides, you're a tough gal - You got 1000 HP! I doubt many monsters could 1-shot you on this floor, and I'll be able to draw aggro while you get healed up by Kajin. Hell, if you're worried, take him up on his offer to make you armor - he probably has a crafting skill in something."

Theo patted Kajin on the back, putting in enough force for it to be a little uncomfortable - Dirk's the kind of guy who's so strong, he doesn't know his own strength.

"And sorry Kajin, I don't have any idea how the actions work - My only action is a passive."

Theo opened his menu, selecting the actions section to display his single ability, Inspiring Presence. Theo actually chose that over Shield Raise solely for the name - Dirk was an inspiration, and that action was perfect for him. He closed the menu and continued speaking.

"I got a pretty good understanding of the skill system so far though. But enough of that - We should start doing something, grind a little while all the good spots are empty. I'd recommend searching for a quest before hand - we'll be able to use some of the Renn to buy armor for Aster or something."

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Will post today.

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Theodore Smith

Dirk Davidson

Interactions: @Achronum@Tybalt Capulet

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This was it - the highlight of Theo's life. The wave gear was a piece of technology that outrivaled any other gaming system on the market, allowing the most immersive experience possible. It also was the only system capable of playing the most anticipated game of all time - Talrae. It was a technological masterpiece, easily worth the small fortune his parents spent on it. The company said it was impossible to tell the difference between the game world and reality, and even things like food were replicated with incredible accuracy. Hell, the people that made it were probably just torturing the customers at this point, only releasing 10,000 at launch! His dad said he nearly was mugged when he was purchasing this. But oh lord, Theo might have been fine with that since he now has his hands on this baby. Without wasting time, Theo set up the system, touching his body all over as it said in the instructions. After finishing this, he immediately called up the closest thing he had to a hang out - Joe's pizza. He had been a faithful customer for years, and he wanted the first thing he ate after the experience he was about to have.

"Hey Joe, I need the usual. Tell Vinny I'm leaving money on the counter and to just drop off the pizza, alright?"

"Whatever you say, big guy. He'll be over in about 30 minutes, you live a while away."

And with that, the call was over. Joe was like a second father-figure for Theo, and he was always ready to offer advice. Vinny, on the other hand, was arguably the best friend that he had. He had been delivering pizzas for the past 10 years, ever since he was 16, and the two were close. Of course, he started poking fun at Mr. Doctor ever since Theo got into college, but it was in good fun. Theodore smiled slightly. Quickly he grabbed the remote and, on his way to unlock the door, turned on the television and set it to the news channel. He wanted to let Vinny know it was okay to come in. He then rushed towards his bed, and gently lowered the helmet-like device on to his head. It was far heavier than he expected, but considering people were supposed to lay down while using it, weight probably didn't matter that much. He cracked his neck, before focusing, trying to allow the Wave Gear to sense his brain waves and activate. Remembering a portion of the instruction manual that talked about this, Theo opened his mouth and closed his eyes.

"Link Start!

Upon recognizing the phrase, the device immediately knocked him out, throwing Theo into a virtual world.

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The character creation was swift, considering Theo was used to creating Dirk - Blond hair, a handsome and masculine face, extreme muscles, and a winning smile. The looks of a real hero. After finishing that, he turned towards classes - of course, marauder was tempting. Dirk was the kind of guy that fought with ridiculously oversized weapons. But, alas, DPS wasn't that important in these types of games - they didn't grab attention. Theo knew that Dirk was the center of attention, the hero. He chose the second most fitting role, a musclebound bastion that protected the weak while fighting for justice. A role that needed to be filled in every RPG. Selecting the token tank class, the paladin, Theo slowly hyped himself up. For once in his life, he would truly be great - or at least, he told himself that. He was finally going to be Dirk - not play as him, not pretend to be him, but embody him. After getting in character, he chose the most fitting skills and attributes, and logged into the world of Talrae.

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The sounds of people and sunlight warming his now tanned flesh alerted Theo that he was now in the world. Opening his eyes revealed the festivities that surrounded him - players running around with children NPCs, merchants trying to sell their wares, and guards keeping an eye on the shadier individuals. Glancing down to his body, he saw the starting item that paladins received - a single shield, a buckler to be specific. It was slightly heavy, but looked sturdy and reliable compared to the simple cloth that he was clothed in. Theo sneered slightly while examining the garb - Dirk who never wear something so simple and boring.

Quickly, he made his way to the armor shop and, after seeing the price of plate armor, settled for leather armor. After all, he would just do some quests and buy the more attractive plate as soon as he gathered the cash. Theo opened the menu, equipping the leather as he mad e his way to the weapon shop. There, he bought a longsword, which he planned to use for awhile since he didn't need to deal damage. The prices were steep, but the thought of bartering never even crossed Theo's mind - usually, you can't barter with NPCs, so he didn't think it would work, even when considering how lifelike they acted. With most of his starting gold depleted, Theo was ready to immediately begin questing. He was about to say something in chat, before realizing their was no chat, and opened his mouth to yell -

He was cut off by a bright light enveloping him, causing him to appear back to the town square. Dozens, if not hundreds of lights were following, and everyone was bewildered. The sea of handsome and beautiful faces, the kind people always picked in character gen. Theo understood - no one wants to play as something ugly, or themselves. Eventually, the teleporting stops, and a dark, ominous voice begins to reverberate throughout the city. The voice was threatening, but Theo was able to keep a straight face thanks to his Acting Skill. The form of the final boss ripped itself from a hole in the sky, the being known as Malgoth. Personally, Theo thought his design was a little edgy, and always enjoyed to call him "Mall Goth". However, his presence was so intimidating, the thought of joking never even crossed his mind. The being welcomed the crowd to the world, before unveiling the horrible news.

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Hundreds, if not thousands of players were freaking out, distressed, or otherwise in shock. Apparently, death here would result in their deaths in the real world. They were stuck here. Theo found this idea laughable.

There was no way in hell they were stuck here. The admin was trying to troll them, and he fabricated a couple news articles and stories to make the prank more realistic. After all, their was no way the news of the girls death would spread so quickly - she literally just died! She was probably an actor, and was hired to fake her death. And how the hell would they manage to sneak devices capable of emitting microwaves, powerful enough to kill people, into a commercially available product? And how would the servers be repaired if all the employees were supposedly "arrested"? No, the whole thing had to be a lie... It had to be. After all, there was no way Theo was that lucky - to finally escape his old life and become his idol. But the sinking feeling, the thought that it may be true, remained in Theo's head...

He continued to play as Dirk, not even checking the logout button. Everyone else had tried, some were still doing so. Dirk wouldn't waste time - he would keep everyone safe, calm them down, and tell them it was all probably some sick joke. But right now, Theo was in his old skin, and while it was impressive physically, it wasn't something he wanted to be plastered all over the internet as "The nerdy kid who seriously thought people were trapped in a video game". Instead, Theo continued to do what he was doing before hand - find a party. Hell, with so many people freaking out, the remaining were probably frantic to gather into groups and find protection. It would be easier. He spotted them in the distance - a black-haired girl in regular clothes, and a red head dude in cloth robes. Judging from appearance, cloth armor was most likely a mage given the staff at his side, and black hair was either a marauder or swordsman because of the katana. A big assumption, but Theo was willing to take the chance. Slowly, he made his way to the small team, at his paladin-pace. Upon making it there, he heard red head speaking to the girl.

“Sorry for the forwardness but I figured the whole trapped in a death match thing trumps manners in this situation. Kajin Najin, mage and healer at you service! And for the low low cost of making sure I don’t get cut too badly, I can be your pocket healer and patch us up! What do you say, party up?”

Jackpot. The name Kajin Najin screamed weaboo, but honestly, Theo didn't care - he liked anime, and also living. And to live, he needed to find a healer to latch onto. Fast. Using his Acting skill and speaking in that larger-than-life, Dirk voice, Theo addressed the pair.

"You know what's great at making sure people aren't cut up? Shields!"

Theo gently tapped his Buckler

"I, Dirk Davidson, would also love to party up with you two! I will do my best to make sure you don't die! ...So, please do the same for me."

Theo added that last part as more of a mumbled side comment, and before the others even agreed, he opened his menu and sent the two party invites.

The Underground

Intrested.

★★ SOUL EATER ★★

@Agent 47
Finally finished this guy. Let me know if I should fix or change anything.

Raymond Rivers

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Name:
Raymond "Ray" Rivers

Nickname/Alias:
Ray

Age:
16

Gender
Male

Race
Human

Appearance
At first glance, Ray really isn't that impressive - he stands at 5'5, looks pretty scrawny, and most of his face is hidden by his long bangs. His hair is a light blond, and he keeps the style in a bowl cut, mainly to hide his eyes. His body isn't very scarred, but is extremely pale, and his hands are an absolute mess of callouses and cuts. Speaking of hands, they also seem to be extremely ashy compared to his body, most likely the fault of the chalk he puts on them. He usually dresses in either the school uniform, a suit, or large grey clothes that cover as much of his body as possible. His emotions are easy to read, even without seeing his eyes, as his mouth and facial features are extremely animated. A majority of the time, he is lightly blushing after embarrassing himself. He gives off a very "nerdy" atmosphere, and is an absolute pushover and a coward when it comes to himself. He rarely gets angry.

Despite his appearance, however, Raymond is an absolute monster physically. He weighs 208 pounds on average, a feat he has accomplished after years of training. The reason most people never see this is due to the fact that he constantly wears heavy clothing, and his muscles being more dense than massive. This isn't the only surprise, however - Ray hides his eyes behind his bangs due to the fact that they are, unlike the rest of his face, completely unemotional. He could smile as much as he likes, but his eyes will remain cold and unchanging, leading him to think other people would feel uncomfortable with them. His eyes are amber.

Eyes

Personality
Ray is the biggest pushover on the planet. You could insult him to his face, and as long as you say please for something, he'll almost always help. This, along with his extremely strong work ethic, has earned him a place as one of the most hard working memebers of the EAT class... That doesn't necessarily mean he is the smartest though. Since Ray isn't the smartest guy around (He's actually on the lower end in terms of intelligence), he instead places heavy value on his body, and has trained it to be as strong as possible. Weightlifting has become one of his main hobbies as a result, and he can usually be found in the gym. Ray frequently battles with his insecurities and occasionally spends days at a time interacting with as few people as possible. This pairs up with his extreme anxiety, leading to extreme stress before important events. Ray rarely holds a strong opinion on a matter, and even if he does, he will usually lie and agree with someone in order to avoid confrontation, something he greatly fears. Ray tries his best to help others, something he has grown to love, and even has adopted it as one of his main hobbies. If he ever saw a person in need, he would do his best to protect them, and may even attack the assailant.

Ray is very self conscious about his height, and one of the reasons he works out is to compensate. Ray hates when people are angry at him, and dislikes fighting for this reason. Ray is sensitive, and will always do his best to make sure that others feel better about themselves. This was instilled from a childhood of cliche cartoons and has also helped drive him towards his strong sense of justice. Ray is unique among most kids his age in the fact that he can sit still and do nothing for ridiculously long periods of time, a skill he developed during his rest days. This also functions as extreme patience, and Ray is able to wait hours on end for something he wants. While he can do this, he more often than not busies himself by cleaning the surrounding area or doing pushups, until he has nothing left to do. As expected of someone as strong as he is, Ray is obsessive over his workout and diet, refusing to eat anything that is not included in his diet plan and working out for at least 3 hours a day, 6 days a week.

Likes
Weightlifting, Reading, Working, Being Liked by others, Insects, Cartoons, Oats

Dislikes
Fighting, Studying, Complex Math, Cardio, Doing Badly at something, People Who Don't Like Cartoons

Fears
Confrontation, Embarrassing Himself, Failure, Fire

Backstory
Ray was born to a middle class family in Death City, an only child, and beloved by his parents. He was a precious miracle to them, and they were sure to make nothing hurt their little bundle of joy. Ray's early years are of little consequence, since he never interacted with a single person besides his parents. Even then, they left him alone for hours on end every weekday, both having some job they never talked about around the young boy. With nothing else to do (Or, more precisely, not knowing what ellse he could do), Ray simply sat still most of the day, in his room, alone. This was his life until the age of 5 - while his father continued to work, his mother stayed at home, and began to home school the young Ray. The law requires that a child be educated, and Ray's parents refused to send him to a public school - hell, even a private school would be too risky. His mother had a background in teaching, so she would home school their precious child.

Ray never exctly understood the material, however, no matter how hard he tried. Multiplication stumped him until he was nearly 10, and he probably would have been held back several times had his mother been less lenient towards her child. He was taught the bare minimum, and most of his days consisted of getting migraines over simple questions or watching cartoons, something he loved to do. Ashamed of himself, the ten year old Ray decided to do the few things he knew he wasn't terrible at - Music and Gym. Music was still something he didn't excel at, but he did his best to find an instrument he was decent in. He would spend a couple months, maybe even a year, getting decent at a single instrument, before feeling like he had no natural talent and moving on towards another. "Gym" was more akin to recess while Ray was home schooled - he would be given an hour a day to run around the house, something he was usually forbidden to do. Ray never really enjoyed it, but he could do it better than he could study. After a few weeks of running until he could barely stand, his father eventually took notice - a few days later, Ray's father was building a power rack and a squat rack in one of the empty rooms of the house. His son enjoyed exercising - hell, he was trying his hardest! Ray's father wouldn't let his son lose the one thing he was good at. And, after receiving his father's instructions on proper form, Ray began to exercise.

Ray was constantly exercising, focused on improving himself and doing something he was good at. He begged his mother to start cooking specific meals, weigh them to make sure how many calories and grams of protein were present. He loved to eat oats, as they were filling, but also had lots of protein for the few calories they contained. He slowly became better at mathematics, after using it to calculate his calorie intake and deficit. Eventually, he became truly impressive physically, possessing a body that most bodybuilders would approve of. But this did bring out one of his insecurities: He noticed how short he was. At 15, he was only 5'5, and while some would call that average, Ray could only see it as short for a guy. But despite this, he was proud of himself. He wasn't the smartest, or the most talented, but his parents constantly praised him for his strength and hard work. Whenever they went to get groceries, Ray was always able to carry the heaviest with ease. On his 16th birthday, his parents got him several presents, as they did every year: an ant farm, fresh gym chalk, a new track suit, and a small speaker (He was currently seeing if he was talented at playing the piano, but played on a keyboard instead of an actual piano). Ray immediately donned the tracksuit and went out to run, thanking his parents as he did so. He hated running, but he wanted to show his parents that he appreciated the gift. By the time he made it back to his house, it was burning in a fiery inferno.

The next three days were spent at the Death City orphanage, and Ray was inconsolable. His parents had died in the fire, and everything he ever knew, his entire childhood, burned in the flames. Life couldn't get worse. Ray never considered anything extreme, like suicide, but having the only two people you truly knew just... die, was extremely traumatic. On the third day, just before he went to bed, he received a call from a random number, with an area code he didn't recognize in the slightest. On the other end was his father.

Apparently, the strange work his father was doing was extremely dangerous - he was an undercover cop, and had spent the last 16 years getting a decent position inside of the mafia. He was giving the police tips on crimes they would commit and, after finding out, they tried to kill him. He and Ray's mother faked their deaths, and the government relocated them and gave them a new identity. Since Ray was home schooled and heavily sheltered, there was practically no risk that the mafia would go after him, or even knew about him. Still, his family wasn't going to risk their child by taking him with them - instead, he would go to DWMA, one of the most secure places on the planet. There was a risk of getting injured, but his parents preferred that to risking his life by taking them with him. He was quickly moved out of the orphanage and, after the police explained his situation, was accepted into DWMA.
Partner Name
TBA

Meister Abilities
Meister: Even though he is extremely untrained, Ray is still a Meister. He possesses the same potential and typical abilities all Meisters have, such as wavelength communication.

Wavelength Generation: Ray, for some reason, generates significantly more Soul Wavelength than the average Meister, allowing him to deal slightly more damage and fight longer before resting.

Miscellaneous Abilities/Skills
Physique: Even by Meister standards, Ray is ridiculously strong. His reflexes and speed are below average compared to other meisters, but he can easily lift things others would struggle with.

Durability: Even more so than his strength, Ray can take beatings that would incapacitate others, only suffering serious injuries. In fact, Ray is almost masochistic in the fact that he will throw himself in harms way to protect others.

Music: Despite his poor agility, years of practice has allowed him to be somewhat proficient at playing most musical instruments. While he is decent at most instruments, he has no heavy specialization.

Soul Resonance
TBA

Extra
Ray has no combat training whatsoever, a massive drawback for a Meister. This, combined with his lower than average intellect and lack of skills, makes him one of the weaker members of the EAT class.

Thanks to how he was sheltered, Ray's skills are heavily specialized, and he lacks more utilitarian skills, like cooking or cleaning.

★★ SOUL EATER ★★

Writing up a Meister, should be done later today/tomorrow.

✧ Talrae ✧ (LOOKING FOR CO-GM)

Updated as of 8/24/18

Dirk Davidson

Appearance

Name: Theodore Smith | Dirk Davidson
Title: The Resolute
Appearance: Standing at 6' 2" and weighing just under 195 lbs, Dirk is very impressive physically. His character would prefer to wear heavy armor most of the time, but due to high costs, he has resigned himself to cheap cloth until he can afford better gear. Dirk seems to have a presence that demands attention, and he speaks in a voice far too loud and bombastic to be considered normal. His hair is black, his eyes are chestnut colored, and he seems to take a few seconds to think before he speaks. His disposition is usually cocky, but he is more than willing to pick up the slack to help weaker players.

Gender: Man
Age: 23
Race: Human
Background: Theodore was born to a middle class family in an extremely poor neighborhood, and if the name didn't give it away, he was heavily bullied and harassed for this fact. It didn't matter if he came to school dressed in clothes like the other kids or he did his best to hide - they always found him. He was rarely included into social situations with his peers, and sure as hell didn't have any friends. He didn't blame them though - in the neighborhood he lived in, it would be social suicide, and would tarnish whatever hopes of respect the person who took pity on the bullied kid had. His parents, of course, tried to appeal to the school, but that was a failure. The school didn't have the funds to make sure a single kid wasn't harassed, and they already gave detentions to the bullies. That didn't help though - if anything, they made it worse. The abuse and harassment continued to pile on, until eventually, Dirk managed to find a safe haven - Video games.

Theo, as expected of someone with little social interaction, turned to sources of entertainment that only required a single person. Reading was enjoyable, along with TV shows and writing, but he truly found a safe haven in the world of video games. There, you could be anything - A chivalrous knight, a serious detective, or even a superhero! Most importantly to Theo, you could be someone besides yourself. After discovering video games at the age of 8, Theo was in love - he begged his parents for extra allowance to buy a new console, he started doing more chores around the house so his parents would let him stay up late to play, and he even began to mow the lawns of his neighbors, much to his peers amusement. He would do anything to play games. Over time, he began to adopt a favorite type of character, the kind that just sits with you right. A hero that would protect the weak and punish the wicked, looking good and dispensing pearls of wisdom as he did so. The kind of guy that was super strong, that could take a hit without even flinching before delivering a smooth one-liner. A cool dude that people all around loved and praised. The kind of man that Theo truly wanted to be. Whenever he played a game, he did his best to make a character like this. At the age of 10, he created his personal hero: Dirk Davidson.

The name was childish, and was picked from some cartoon character Theo can't even remember any more. But that didn't matter - Dirk was perfect. He was the kind of guy that was cocky, confident, and took all the attention in the room with a single sentence. Always the center of attention, the hero of the story, surrounded by cool party members and NPCs that seemed to only exist to make Dirk even more perfect by comparison. Dirk was always able to win, even against impossible odds. Sometimes he was a fighter or a knight, but he was always the class that relied on strength the most. Dirk was a paragon of good, constantly protecting his friends and defending the weak - even if they hate his guts. Dirk was trusting, he was charitable, and to Theo... He was a savior. Maybe even a god. This obsession slowly increased over the years, to the point where Theo wrote crappy stories about the adventures Dirk went on and commission art of Dirk.

Obviously, Theo wasn't healthy. He covered his room in pictures and pages of text, all about Dirk, the hero, the god. This greatly troubled his parents, who eventually signed him up for therapy at the age of 14. This was seen as betrayal by Theo - how dare they think Dirk was unhealthy for Theo? Dirk SAVED Theo from the constant pestering, gave him an outlet. Theo eventually managed to convince the therapist he was "better", and took down his art. Dirk didn't need that - he was a kind man. He would understand Theo's reasoning. Years went by quickly, Theo's obsession never grew better, but he did grow better as a person - He began to exercise, study more, he eventually found a job. Hell, when he managed to get fit, a few girls even asked him out. He never agreed though - They were just trying to trick him, make him look like an idiot. Theo eventually graduated high school, top of his class, and was quickly offered a decent scholarship at John Hopkins University, which Theo accepted. He never decided what profession he wanted to enter, but his parents were extremely excited at the thought of their son becoming a doctor. By that point, Theo had forgiven his parents for their betrayal, and studied for the medical field.

This was all a great accomplishment for a white kid from a poor neighborhood, and most of the college students seemed very accepting. In fact, Theo managed to make several friends that he honestly felt a connection with. Of course, this never impeded his love of video games and, by extension, Dirk. It was a week after his 23 birthday - the release of the newest and most advanced game console, fresh with arguably the most anticipated game in the world - Talrae! the game cost a fortune, but his parents knew how much he was anticipating the game. With a college kids budget, there was no chance in hell he would get in on the release day - this was, arguably, the greatest gift in his life. Theo called up Joe's pizza, the small pizza joint he had been ordering from for the past 10 years. He didn't want to accidentally starve while playing. He turned on the console, feeling his eyelids shut and the loss of control of his body as the menu came up. The first thing he did in character creation was enter in the name of his character.

Dirk Davidson

Class: Paladin
Subclass: None

Health: 3000
Mana: 1300
Strength: 18
Agility: 13
Intelligence: 5

Level: 9
Renn: 60 Total
Experience: 1194/2570

Skills

Sword Wielding: Lv.20
The ability to effectively wield swords. Self-explanatory.

Acting: Lv.56
The ability to pretend to be something you are not.

Searching: Lv.10
The ability to search for items and look for specific things.

Spells

Holy

Aggravate: User makes target attack the caster for a few seconds. 50MP.
Bless: User blesses target, granting small damage reduction. 100MP.
Vengeful Smite: User has a low chance to deal magic damage to target that has managed to deal melee damage against user. Passive.
Magic Shield: User gains a magical shield that blocks the next physical damage. 100MP.
Even the Odds: User deals magical damage to a single target equal to user's currently missing health. 200MP.
Fortress of Wood: User gains a small, permanent, irremovable damage reduction. Works for all kinds of damages. Passive.
Holy Fury: User gains +10 Strength and +10 Agility for a few moments. 200MP.
Emit Purity: User glows with silvery light for a few moments, dealing damage and slowing down all nearby targets. 300MP.
Bless Weapon: User enhances their main weapon, making it deal additional magic damage for the next 3 normal attacks. 300MP.
Radiating Challenge: User declares target an opponent. The target may only directly attack the User until one or the other is dead. 500MP.
Greater Bless: User blesses target, granting damage reduction. 200MP.

Body

Actions

Inspiring Presence: Whenever user takes damage, they have a small chance to either recover 100HP or have target nearby friendly gain 50HP. Passive.
Resolute Smite: User slams their shield and weapon together. All hostile units are forced to attack user for 1 attack, Action or Spell. However, User only takes 50% of the damage. Can only be used with 1 shield and 1 weapon. 200MP.

Items:
Buckler
Shield (Round & Equipped)
Leather armor
Full Plate Armor (Equipped)
Longsword [Uncommon]
Longsword
Solace Blade [+2 Agi, +2 Str] (Equipped)
Solace Medallion [+1 Str, +1 Agi, +1 Int] (Equipped)
3X Red Potion
Potion of Resistance
Common Clothes
Rosary of Courage [Resistance to negative emotions] (Equipped)
Abyssal Mask [Instill great fear in target up to two minutes, Can be used twice a day]
Subscription to Data Link 66 Newsletter (4 weeks remaining)
Sleeping Bag
Dried fruit x7