Fynn

Did these last Saturday. :D

Dude these are epic!!!

This may or may not be the right place to post this, I do not know.

In the combat guide it still says that players heal 3 HP per post out of combat. Is that still the same way, or is that different with the new system? 

If you don't have any other plan for this, I thought I might mention this if you felt like keeping it even.

A players HP used to be 2x+3 where x = level. 

Now it is just 20* level. 

If you exclude the +3, the new HP system has it 10* the HP people used to have.

So, if you feel like it should be kept even with the old system, then it would be 30 HP healed each post out of combat.

But then the issue arises of higher level players.

So I was thinking an easier way to do this would have it just be 1/4 of someone's HP, either rounding down or up. (While still keeping the three posts out of combat healing to max health).

Feel free to leave your opinions, was just an idea I had. 

   Fynn enjoyed running in the real world. It gave him something he could focus on, something he could achieve better in. Something that you actually had to work to get better at, and no matter what, the people who worked the hardest and, sometimes, the longest, made it out the highest. Finished on top of the rest. During a race, every single runner feels the same pain. It is just who responds better, is more determined, and has trained more. While there is still a slight leverage to those with talent, it was nothing that a lot of hard work could not prevail over.

   Here, while there were no real 'races', Fynn continued to train. Mentally. When he got back to the real world, he wanted to be ready to win. But here, there was no reason to worry about anything. It was amazing to Fynn, like he was a younger kid again. Where he simply had to follow the rules, and do a few simple chores, and he could live a nice and easy life. Here, you were in a video game! How many people could have imagined that 10, even 5, years ago! Heck, while you were at it, you could look bad a** in game and kick some monster behind, while flaunting all you wish. 

   But now, since Fynn had enjoyed his fun without having worries, it was time he set his mind straight on the right subject. Working as a team to get back home. 

   So today, Fynn was not simply just going on another jog. This jog was the moment he was truly going to get the experience of this game, this Sword Art Online. Today he was going to go out and kill monsters. and going to - what do they call it again? Grind. Grind hard. 

   Because, truly, life is one H*** of a place, no matter if you are in a VRMMO or the real world. 

@Lowenthal

      Sliding on his shorts, throwing on his shirt, and lacing his shoes, Fynn knew it was the perfect temperature for a run. Just before it rains, the temperature is always perfect. Not much sun usually, and there is the chance that it starts sprinkling while you are running. Of course, there was also a chance it could start down pouring, but... Fynn could tell that was not likely. 

      Fynn pulled his leg up to his chest for a few seconds, then let it down, soon followed by the same with his other leg. Fynn then pulled his legs to his back and then began to ponder. Why do I run in this game? It's not like it's keeping me in shape for racing while running in game... Wait is it? Is that even possible? Fynn then ran out the door, beginning to do his agility stretches, beginning with high knees, followed by butt kicks, skips, and so on, and stopped for a moment after performing the agilities. He was now in the center of the town. He was going to see how much of the streets in town he could clear... 

      Fynn began to enter a slow jog, which could've been an average persons marathons pace. But since the only reason he ran in game was for the enjoyment of it, the pace didn't matter too much to him. But he still slowly began to become quicker, his stride becoming slightly longer, his feet moving faster. As he ran across the Town of Beginnings, he smiled at the kids he passed. The majority of them were with what seemed to be a sibling or a parent. Fynn still looked for his brother on all of his runs, but he had yet to see him yet. That was part of the reason why he had stayed on floor one, because everyone goes to the Town of Beginnings every once in a while. 

      But deep thought made Fynn think more. Surely... Surely by now I would've found him... There's not a way... Not a way that's he's dead.... That thought always caught him. But now, Fynn was starting to feel like he had been waiting for his brother in the wrong place. Maybe he needed to travel to more floors in search of him...

      With this thought process still in his head, Fynn began to feel little rain drops coming down from above. Fynn smiled as he continued running.

(OOC: No I am not going to bump into you. That is the most used way of starting an RP xD Just randomly running into people)

      Yah, Fynn had left the gates of town a few times. A few times in search of inspiration. This game-even only staying on floor one- was full of inspiration everywhere you looked. Fynn enjoyed walking through the town as he drew or wrote in notebooks, watching as skillful knights exited on an adventure. As young children waltzed around happily. As people sat lonely on benches with cloaks covering there faces, hiding in the shadows. Hiding from there past. Sometimes, Fynn wished he could be like the kids he saw each day. Running around all day with no troubles, no bother, nothing to bring down his pride. And sometimes Fynn acted like a kid. But it wasn't quite like the experience as actual kids have it. These kids- They have far greater inspirational and imaginational flows. That was part of what Fynn was hoping when he began to act more childish. He wanted to have more of an imaginative mind. This may have given him a few ideas, but mostly it took the stress out of his life. Playing with kids every once in a while seemed to do that. And in this world, the world of the Sword Artists, there's not much you had to do. You did not have to get a job. You don't have to eat. You don't have to drink. You could do whatever you wanted, whenever you wanted. 

      But something about this day in time felt strange. A creepy feeling filled Fynn. It wasn't exactly creepy, but something his body wasn't used to. It could have been something as simple as a eeriness in the wind, or the feeling of someone following him. Fynn sat on a bench and pulled out his dagger. He had killed a boar or two, but he hadn't fought monsters much yet. He wanted to make sure he got everything he could enjoy from this town before it was too late, and Fynn figured if he could find his brother anywhere, this would probably be his best bet, the biggest city in Aincrad. Fynn stared into the distance, watching another armored man leave through the gates, alongside a weaker looking person carrying a sword, but nothing else. 

@Itzal

(OOC: Hope it's an alright intro to an RP....)

Faceclaim: Kisaragi Shintaro

~Profile~
Username: Fynn
Real name: Jacob
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 5"8'

~About~

-History/personality-

Although an American, Jacob spent most of his childhood in Japan, after his parents died when he was five. He then had to live with his grandparents in Japan, where he was home-schooled for three years, till his grandparents could not handle it anymore. Jacob had to go to a public school. But the other kids were bound to make fun of him... They were going to make fun of his skin color. Jacob knew it. Jacob feared it. And yes, they did indeed pick on him. Jacob did become the odd one out. And by the time he was halfway through his middle school years, his grandparents began to become weak and sick. 

So naturally it was up to Jacob to take care of them. But was Jacob up to the challenge of taking care of the two people he had left in his life? That was perhaps the incorrect question to be asking though. Soon they both died, before he was in high school. Nothing Jacob could've done would've prevented that.

So Jacob was taken into foster care by a loving and caring family. Jacob soon had four new siblings. two younger sisters, an older sister, and an older brother. Jacob began to enjoy life, like it was meant to be. He began drawing, playing soccer, running, writing, and having fun with his siblings. His older brother always looked out for him at school. No one picked on him anymore. And then the Nervegear was released, along with SAO. Jacob, was insanely interested in this game, as well as his older brother. Even though it was crazy expensive, his older brother managed to get one for Jacob and himself. 

(Wow I really do suck at histories... Sorry...)

-Virtues-

(Creative.) Jacob's creativeness streams constantly into his drawings and his writing. Whether the creativeness unleashed a pizza making dragon, or a pair of dogs in love, you could trust in the fact that it would always look interesting. But whether it looked good or it looked bad, Jacob had support from his new family, and believed in the fact that it could get better.

(Cautious.) Jacob is a very cautious and careful person, when it comes to danger and real threats. And maybe that just comes from his protective side, feeling like he always needed to shield his younger sisters and even his older one at times from danger. Even as simply as watching for cars before crossing a road. But that's just being cautious for others. For himself though, well, sometimes he thinks he's a bit tougher than he actually is.

(Loyal.) Fynn would never back down from a fight, to save a friend. Fynn would give anything he owns to make sure his friend's wellbeing. Fynn will also try to help anyone in need.

-Flaws-

(Proud.)  Fynn boasts too much. About himself, about his friends, about everything in his life. Now it is not on purpose, but it is bound to anger some people.

(Short-Fused.) Now, Fynn may not get angry much at somebody saying anything about him. But if somebody says something about one of his friends, beware to face the temper.. The temper of the all mighty Fynn.

(Loyal.) Now loyal-ness can also be a bad thing. Fynn would not be able to abandon his friend to save his own skin ever. But Fynn may also become trusting of other people he had just met, which we all know how that could end. (If you have seen any show ever Lol)

Profession: (Leave blank until the Earning a Living quest has been completed.)

~Inventory~

Basic Dagger

10 Bread

15 Water

~Skills~

Skill Points:5

Used:0

Left:5

~Roleplays~

Little side note.. Don't try to make journal's at 2 AM in the morning lol