Grey Star

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Still, the failed stealth attempt turned into a crazy co-op move so that's something at least. XD

Also are we going to create a group in Skype?

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All too soon, Atori's steps had to quicken as her relaxed self tensed up at the sound of splintering wood. Judging from the sound, it was like something was smashing a door or some crates with a heavy blunt object. This caused her pace to quicken, going from easy going jaunt to full on sprint. If someone was in trouble... judging from the fact that the green creature was trying to get into a room, either there were munchies or some user just like her who had popped up in the spawning point.

Going too fast to really stop in her track, the third generation Asian decided to go for the direct approach. With the creature's arm wedged in the door at the moment, she had a decent chance of landing a hit. Seeing as she didn't know how her skills worked at the moment, she just decided to do with what she knew best. Launching herself at the last few feet, her leg outstretched itself for a classic flying kick toward the enemy.

In the real world, doing this outside of self defense would have gotten her arrested. Here, she had no hesitation since her opponent wasn't even human and instantly used a move that had a high chance of crippling someone if performed right. And thus, Atori focused her weight and momentum upon the singular point of her feet and aimed for any vulnerable spot she could. At the very least, she could cross off another thing off of her life long list of goals. Perform a dynamic entry.

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I was planning on going after the goblin from the get go so yeah. No need to worry on that front. XD

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Never mind, we have magic knights. XD

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When Atori woke up in the new location, roughly the same thing happened to her as everyone else. She had panicked at first, but then steadily got into the game as soon as she realized that it was like one of her favorite series. Then, without delay, she started the registration process. Skimming through, she put down her username as "Vinestar" and chose the class of Fighter. For one that took martial arts in real life, it was the best class since she would have a firm grounding. Then, she bit her lip hard enough to bring out blood as the pain overwhelmed her and consciousness was lost for a few moments during the transition.

Panting slightly, the girl uncurled herself to look at her body, which was now clad in the basic gear of her class. Old leather was clad on her body, and she found that her hands were clad in what looked like a cestus made out of recycled belts and rusty iron nubs at the knuckles. It was rather shabby looking, but hey, it'd help out with her strikes. Her surroundings looked like some sort of store room, though with nothing in it but dust and spiderwebs. Trying the door, she found that old age had caused the metals to rust, and thus no matter how much she pushed, was firmly stuck.

Taking a deep breath, Atori calmed herself once more and heard voices drifting from outside. "Are there others..." Now curious, Grey made it her priority to get out of the room. Examining the door via knocking about on it, she found that quite a few parts of it were old and brittle. Smirking, the girl assumed a stance- and performed a front stomp kick that blew the old wood outwards with a resounding crash. "Hehe, awesome. Just like in the movies." With that, she headed on out to find the others with a spring in her step.

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I'm still waiting on some people, eheh. Though I'll probably make the first post tomorrow.

...Also realized that everyone is squishy.

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Thank you, he's accepted now.

Character Crossover Crisis City

As people trailed into the Oasis, they would find that the name was apt. A rather ritzy lounge consisting of green velvet and yellow crystal chandeliers greeted their eyes, as well as a sturdy wooden desk with the little old timey ring-a-ding bell. Portraits and oil paintings lined the walls, all tastefully done but rather formal looking and stiff. And the bar was basically stockpiled with a literal rainbow of spirits, seeing as they ranged through the color spectrum and in every shape and size. All in all, it had the feel of a place that expected one to fork over a rather substantial amount of money just to be in.

And yet, the strangest thing was that no one was here. Judging from the newspapers and half filled glasses, it was obviously used. And yet there showed no signs of struggle. It was as though everyone had vanished into thin air. Well, all except for one. Tucked away in a rather dim corner of the building was a comfy armchair. With the lighting darker than just about everywhere else and the location being out of the ways, it was hard to pay attention to it at first. But then one heard the telltale sound of a newspaper's pages being flipped and one realized that someone was there.

Said someone looked as though someone had cut out a shadow, turned it three dimensional, and made it solid enough to be able to interact with the physical world. It was in the general shape of an average man, with no discernible features other than being humanoid. One leg was crossed over the other comfortably, and several rings of cigarette smoke puffed away from behind the printed pages which were loosely held between hazy black fingers. "As to answer your question, it was I who brought it here from its original world and time period." A rather gentlemanly voice said from behind his black and white cover, unhurried and yet not at all disrespectful. The statement was said at normal speaking levels, and yet it would resound rather clearly to anyone in or near enough the Oasis.

Shiroe jerked his hand a bit at the unexpected sound of someone actually answering one of their questions, his grip hardening on the white staff as he looked about for the voice and settled his gaze on the darkened corner with even darker being in it. The Enchanter readied a spell, ready to use in case things turned out for the worst. And yet nothing happened. The... being tucked away in the corner obviously knew important information, but Shiroe himself did not step forward. As a magician, he was to support everyone from the back with either magic or advice. Keeping his attention all about him, he narrowed his eyes. "...Who are you?"

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Thank you.

Also hm... Gotta think of location names for cities and stuff. Any suggestions? XD

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@Plightz: Everything looks fine save for the bio. Could you think of a way to make it a bit less vague?