Sim

The point of the blade bounces up and down softly as he sucks in a breath, holding the sword art, the activation waiting for the carry through. It was akin to holding down the mouse, and waiting for the release. He'd done it a thousand times, in hundreds of different games.  Yet here he stood, staring at the back end of what was akin to a Slime in a other games. Was it fear? Doubt?...Something akin of a gross amalgamation of the two? He couldn't say for certain but, soon he grew tired. Tired of waiting, tired of fearing. Confidence wasn't built unless steps were taken. Eyes slowly turning, he gazes first to one boar, then to another, muttering softly."Tusk....Tusk....Goose." Turning his gaze back on his target, he presses forward, letting the skill run its course. A number of thoughts flashed through his mind as the boar made to turn around, his weapon continuing to pierce through its digital form. What would he have to eat to celebrate, should he stay in an inn tonight after he farmed out these boars, and more importantly, what next?

"Boars....Boars, boars, and boars." He thought to himself, staring out at the field filled with them. All the same color, clones of one another. It would have been nice if they had at least changed the model up here, or there. Give every so many a spot or two just for kicks."  Closing his eyes he sighed, thankful that this close to the town, add's didn't aggro right off the bat. You really had to do your pest to piss them off. Lids opening he looked back out at his adversary, his foe, hell at this point it was his arch enemy. Unlike every other Rpg he had ever played, he never thought that the possibility a level one pig of all things would off him, but here he was, staring down into the face of something that could honestly be called a death machine, a cold, calculating...fat adorable death machine. Rolling his eyes, he raised his rapier, staring over at the chubby little thing."If I die here, I deserve it." Letting out a breath, he lifted his blade parallel to his shoulder, the motion causing his blade to flicker, the start of a sword skill. 

Keen eyes stare out over the digital landscape that was the first floor. Just outside the Town of beginnings, mobs went along their business, boars softly scuttling about, stopping to graze here, and there. Crossing his arms, he gently leaned against the archway that led to that mystical world. That game of death. There were to options he could take. The first step which would be on a long, hard road that may lead ultimately to his death, or secondly simply stay put in this town, comfy and safe. Shaking his head, he lets out a soft chuckle before pushing himself up off the stonework. Hands moving to rest on either side of his waist  he stares out, lips parting as words of finality spilled out. "Can't say I was ever really one for sitting around anyway." Taking a step forward, his hand lifts, screen coming down, and tapping on a glyph, an item materializes. Grasping his rapier by the handle, he lifts it, the "Sun" glinting gently off its point. Sucking in one final breath, he pushes off. It was a good day to leave the nest.

Hey all you can call me Sim. I'm a forum baby but I am looking forward to starting out here. Send me some love and help me along the way because I'll need it!

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Profile

» Username: Sim

» Real name: Kyo Takezawa

» Age: 23

» Gender: Male

» Height: 5'11

» About: History/personality Relatively relaxed, Always looking for a good time. Sim is a bit of a loner, choosing to generally stay away from the packs of Players inhabiting the game. In real life, Kyo is a College exchange student from The states, Around New York to be exact, He is Half Japanese, And half German. He tends to stick out a tad with Blonde hair, and Blue eyes, though his Japanese features stick out like a sore thumb around most other people. An Odd duck, He picked up MMO's as a way to meet people in between his Job at a local American Cuisine restaurant, although unfortunately his shyness at times hindered this. In the game, Kyo tends to remain a bit of a Recluse, Though once he latches onto someone he may end up Becoming more social. He tends to enjoy Traveling around, Exploring and Simply honing his skills, trying to level up as quickly as possible. His dedication to the Game slowly becomes mind altering as it progresses, his thoughts of the Real world becoming further, and further in between.

» Virtues:

. Honor- One to always fight Fair, Sim fully believes in being an honorable opponent, and friend. In the same reguard he has a strong distaste for Player Killers, and Will do his best to deal with them should he encounter them. \

. Love- Sim Has a very strong heart, his feelings tending to overflow, especially when He cares for someone, he goes out of his way to make them happy, Whether through small knickknacks, or personal favors.

. Friendship-Sim doesn't have many friends in the real World, having been ostracized through much of his life, so the ones he -does- Have He takes care of no matter the cost to himself. He will never abondon a friend, Nor will he turn down a plea for help.

» Flaws:

Reference: http://www.darkworldrpg.com/lore/flaws.html

. Blunt- As Blunt as can Be, Sim doesn't tend to hold back if He believes he is right. On some occasions he may even go out of his way to prove a person Wrong. Occasionally Getting him into trouble, He still finds it more beneficial to speak his mind.

Meddlesome- Sim has a bad tendencie to get into trouble. Whether with people he knows, or comple strangers. He has to get involved if he finds it interesting in anyway. Sadly this causes many problens for those who associte with him

. Pest- Sim has a bad habit of getting under some peoples skin, Whether through words or actions, People either love Him, or Hate him, Sadly there tends not to be an inbetween. On some occasions Sim will go out of his way to irritate someone, though most times its simply his personality.

Profession:

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Inventory:

Set B "DPS Package"

• Dagger (Vanity weapon)
• Cloth Tunic and Vest (Vanity Armor
• (3) Starter Healing Potions (Heals 50 HP)
• 2,500 Col and (10) Tier 1 materials

Weapons/Tools: Annealed Rapier +1 Acc.