Zeke

I neglected to mention the Discord channel for the site. It is at the top of the page under the Social tab. It is the easiest and quickest way to receive the most help. 

I'm not very useful for the reason you need, so I just wanted to say welcome. 

I remember your username because I like the word Steel, and because I've known you've existed here after passing you on the way to my journal a few times in that specific section. Welcome back, by the way.

Same here, buddy. Hope you enjoy yourself here. ^^

lol nice

I hope you're enjoying it here.

Always a possibility. 

It's nice to meet you in return. Welcome to the site, and don't be afraid to ask for any help; It helps a lot to ask when first starting out within role-playing. I hope you enjoy your time here, Jacob. It will be nice to see you grow in all fields should you choose to stick around long enough.  

You are particularly interesting to me. Welcome to this role-play site, David.

Col log - 400

Only ever completed one decent thread. lol

Give me your facial hair. Mine won't grow as long as yours. 

こン日は。初めまして。私わジークです。よろしくおねがいします。

Welcome my good sire. Best wishes from me, and I hope you enjoy the site.

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If at least one good thing would come out of the attack to his face, Zeke was willing to take it, even if that one good thing happened to be him fall backward from the attack and slamming his back against the length of a tree. From the hit came opportunity, Zeke was able to notice, who readily aimed his next Sword Art attempt at the boar. He really wished he had more than one Sword Art to use against a single opponent, bit he knew that if he could survive this battle, there would be a day soon where he would have more options available to him.

After the clash of another attempt, Zeke fell to the ground with his sword on the grass next to him. The boar was too much, and was about to be the killer of one player. All hope was gone, he had gotten the short end of the stick so many times in a row, there was something wanting him to die, and it was only fitting that he did die anyway, like those he felt he had lost. Knowing in his heart that they were dead as well, and that he would never get to see them again.

Looking to roll the dice of his fate, Zeke ran away from the boar in front of him and wanted to lead it into the trees of the nearby forest that resided on the eastern side of the battlefield. The original fight existed to the west of the trees that belonged to this forest, but once it was dragged in there, there would be a chance that the cover given by the trees there would either prove as something helpful, or as something that would get him hit from behind. 

(Keep your eyes on it and you won't have to worry about it coming up from behind you.) Zeke told himself that mental note, knowing full well that the cards had to be played just right for the new strategy to have any positive effects on his outcome. Preventing an untimely demise was important here, as there was a frighteningly close difference between the health points of each combatant. Looking to further separate who had a bigger chance of winning, the brown-haired male kept look out from behind one of the trees, waiting for the pig to come barreling around the corner so that a Sword Art could be inflicted upon its face. 

Once again, the ill-winds of his destiny were starting to pick up, almost blowing him off of his feet with the full thrust that came with boar's upward thrust as it charged around to exactly where the player laid in wait. It had seen what was prepared to happen to itself and thwarted the plan by unexpectedly knowing that the player was oblivious to its intelligence thus far. While most of the two tusks impact was pushed against the blade of Zeke's sword, the curvature allowed the shape to give away room for the left tusk to slide behind the opening and head right into the face of the opponent. 

If he was going to die, he would rather it be quick and eventful than to just sit around and wonder what if. With the haste to get it all over with, he went ballistic with his curved sword and just ran straight back into the fray. The blade ended up colliding with one of the enemy's tusks, but this was something to keep in mind, for the stalling of the creature's speed had given the player enough time to read his movement before the enemy would be able to gain the momentum needed to charge. 

Pushing down as hard as he could on the rusk, the blade slid off with a scraping sound and lead Zeke's arm and following body over to the right side, the boar had still not recovered just yet from what had happened, but Zeke twisted around with the momentum of his swing and slid the curved-sword upward against the face of the boar. In a fit of reaction to the hit, the boar thrashed about with its tusks and knocked the player's sword-arm back.

With a heavy sigh, Zeke stared up at the clouds without a care of where the boar was, or what it was doing. The sky just helped calm himself down before getting up to see the less appealing view of the boar charging back after him. In Zeke's mind, everything in his mind felt numb, and no conscious effort was made to help him achieve the dodge he was just about to pull off. Just like he had done in a previous fight with three other people, Zeke waited for the enemy to get close enough before placing his hand onto the back of it and helping himself push off over to the side of the creature's meaty body. Since the boar kept going, the player had to chase after, but with the little bit of extra hard work, he would be able to get an attack in before the animal turned around. 

"Mother f#$%er!" He was understandably upset at his miss and the fact that the boar had stuck him in the leg with a tusk. After a few hops backwards onto his feet, the distance between the two adversaries was enough for the player to check his health. "Almost half... I take back what I said about doing this more often..." He sighed once more at what he felt was complete bull#$%.

Whether or not this boar could tell that it was much more at risk of dying or not, the enemy changed its tactic, and instead walked closer slowly toward Zeke. The menacing color of red in its eyes only gave further evidence to the idea that the beast was related to a bull in some way. Once the creature was close enough, it charged towards the leg of the player that it had hit before, probably trying to take that leg out so its attacks would be easier to land, given the target wouldn't be able to move around as much. 

"Oh no you don't!" Zeke exclaimed loudly so that the charging mob could hear him clearly. The boar kept charging anyway and went straight for the intended leg. When Zeke hopped over to the right of the boar's charge, the enemy turned as well and went for the leg that was not originally planned to be hit. And even though limb damage didn't cause any lasting hindrances to the victim, the boar had succeeded in making the player flip over onto his backside while falling.

"What in the heck?" He checked the description of it within his menu and realized his mistake. "Really? So picky and technical. But at least I didn't get hit, either." He readied his blade in a loose fashion for the animal to run into once more. (Remember, vertical cut, vertical cut.) Zeke charged towards the enemy in the same fashion as it was doing. While Zeke had managed to pull off his glowing-sword-thingy, the damage was done to him as well. The boar charged on with a full head of steam while Zeke was hit in the leg and twisted around to fall onto his back. 

"Man, that could've at least let me stay on my feet." He groaned while he pulled his body up off of the grass, feeling an adrenaline rush as a result of the excitement that he hardly ever got to feel in the game. (I think I might start doing this more often.) He thought, and prepared for another showdown with the "bull". "Okay, a couple more times of using it and I think I can get the hang of the first Art." He spoke softly when saying this. 

Now, getting down to the nitty-gritty, Zeke searched for what had originally ventured out for: a fight. It wouldn't be hard to find some boars that were all the rage when it came to grinding, so a small trek over a few hills would reveal a green expanse full of the easy-to-kill mob. The only problem was that they were all grouped together closely, so the choosing of which one would take a few minutes before the player would actually decide on something. 

"Gotcha." Materializing his curved-sword, the player ran down from the hilltop that he was standing on, and stopped dead-short of one boar that was off on its own near some trees. With the shade and surrounding forest, it wasn't likely any of the other animals would come his way while fighting. Zeke wasn't sure if he really could aggro boars, but it was better to be safe than sorry. 

He had planned for him to get the sneak attack on the thing, but as luck would have in store for him, the boar spotted him on the turn around. It was now or never as the player ran forward to do his most basic Sword Art: Reaver. Unfortunately for the newly changed rebel, his Sword Art failed to activate because of a very simple principle: He didn't motion out the movement of the required attack. Instead of a vertical slash, his slash was diagonal. With the skill not taking effect as it should have, he dashed to the right and out of the way of the boar's charge. Not surprised to say, he was a little caught off-guard.

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I'm mainly strength, I just go crazy on them before the big one jumps down, then they all die and I can heal toxic right before the big one hits me.