NarcissisticPotato — Roleplayer Guild

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U S E R N A M E:
Gopnik

I R L  N A M E:
Demyan Ivanov

A G E:
24

S E X:
Male

T H E M E:

B A C K G R O U N D:

W R I T I N G  S A M P L E:
A goblin's screech filled the air of the peaceful field, its death mostly inevitable. There had already been thousands through this area who had slain those same ten goblins. And yet, despite this, the large man swinging his sword around nonchalantly took no pleasure in their death, no entertainment. He had attempted to reason with them, to convince them that harassing the local farmers would land them in trouble but they were fairly mindless so it just raised his aggro, if anything. Finishing off the last creature, he planted his sword into the ground and leaned against it, observing the world. It was beyond realistic; the noises, the smells, the feeling of the wind cutting through him. He had played video games before but nothing ever came close to this. It was liberating. Here, he could be anyone he chose to be. He chose to be Gopnik, the poor-English speaking tank. He hadn't figured out the skills or the stats for that matter, he just went off which skill icons looked manliest and so far, his health bar hadn't dipped below ninety percent.

Gopnik was there for a reason, you see. He had heard all about the other MMOs and how people formed into these super massive guilds that were untouchable and then a group of friends form a guild and bring them down. He would find these guild people and he would become the greatest tank in AO. Or, that was the plan.

In the meantime, however, he had received a loaf of bread for some sidequest which looked awfully appetising. Finding himself a nice vantage point at which he could look down over the starting town, he awkwardly opened the menu and produced his reward. It looked and felt very real but then again, everything did.

Just as he was about to bite down, the sounds of birds and insects around him died away and the sky suddenly bloodied, the clouds stopping their slow journey. A large screen opened, a dark hooded figure taking his place amongst the sky. Gopnik was intrigued but he was also sort of hungry so after a quick "Привет!" he bit down into his bread and munched away happily, content to watch the dark mysterious stranger start his monologue.

“Greetings adventurers, I am the Dark Lord! It is with great pleasure that I welcome you to your new home. Some of you may have noticed by now that you are unable to log out of the game. This is not a bug…” Gopnik kept eating, his brain not particularly registering the words as he watched the big man. His Japanese wasn't the best so he had a small delay with the translating and then he had to actually process what was being said, which took less precedence over eating. “But don’t be scared, dear adventurers! Think of this like a new beginning! A way to escape from that wretched old world forever! Until we meet again, my friends!”

In the meantime, a small cat had somehow found the hulking tank. It carefully stepped over and sat itself down beside him, its tail swishing lazily. Gopnik had finally got the meaning of what the big man in the sky had said and he was intrigued. Pulling up his menu, he inspected the logout button only to find it was greyed off, just as the surprisingly non-Russian villain said. So he was stuck in this game for the foreseeable future? "Hmmm..." Once again, he bit into the bread and stared down at the town. He supposed there were worse places to be but he had his job on the outside. If he was stuck in the game, he would be fired and he wouldn't be able to send money home to his family. But then again, he didn't have much of a choice in the matter.

"Meow!" The small cat beside him startled him, forcing him to pull his eyes away from the logout button and down to the small cat at his side. It was slowly moving its eyes between him and his bread, its tail still swishing. Chuckling, Gopnik tore off a piece of bread and placed it down in front of his new friend. He always had a way with animals and that apparently extended to video games. Although a level one critter was no fierce ally, it was a welcome respite from worrying.

"This is not bad place, little one." He murmured, watching the specks of other players rushing back towards the town. "As my babushka said, there is silver line in everything; except German. No silver line in German." The cat simply meowed in response, its head buried in the small lump of bread he had laid down for it. Finishing off another part of his own, he gave a resolute nod before laying the last of his bread down on the ground. Petting the small cat gently, he launched himself to his feet.

"Gopnik always wanted to find adventure but today, adventure has found Gopnik! Thank you little one but make sure to share bread; greed will be downfall!" Giving it a small salute, he marched off, eyes focused on the small town where his adventure had begun.

C L A S S: 
Novice

L E V E L:
9

S T A T S:
HP - Calculated after acceptance.
MP - Calculated after acceptance.

S K I L L S / S P E L L S:
PASSIVE:
Guardian - A small percentage of damage inflicted on allies in a close radius is instead deflected to Gopnik. Stuns and CC can also be absorbed but puts Guardian on a long cooldown.
Stoneskin - If Gopnik remains stationary for more than five seconds, Stoneskin is activated which buffs his health and damage resistance. His skin becomes dark and brittle and weakpoints become negligible.

ACTIVE:
Call to Battle - Gopnik releases a shout, drawing aggro. A percentage of damage done to him over a short period time is built up and released in an area around him. Long cooldown.

I N V E N T O R Y:
Steel Sword
Traveler’s Tunic
Health Potion [10]

S T O R A G E:
150 gemstones
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