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Geminorum nodded as he stepped inside the shop. "Ah, I must've been mistaken then," he said with a soft smile. Did they actually take it seriously? He wasn't that blind. Of course he meant it to be sarcastic. He internally rolled his eyes before he slapped another grin on his face, sitting himself down on of the chairs.
He leaned his elbows against the table as his eyes flickered over to the two assistants once again. "Ah, I see, pleasure to meet you all." So he was right. What kinda of asshat needs assistants in this game? It's not like shop was really famous for anything, why couldn't he just do it himself? He pressed the side of his cheek against his palm. Maybe they were his servants in the real world, but then again, what kind of asshat makes his own servants join him in a video game? It sounded like it defeated the whole purpose of playing an online multiplayer game. He was pretty sure that if he was actually rolling his eyes, they'd be so far in his head that'd only his sclera would be showing. Maybe there was more than what met the eye, but the whole thing sounded so incredibly stupid that he didn't really want to think about it anymore.
"I'm all good, thank you," he said with the tug of his lips, giving her an innocent smile. Sweet things weren't really his thing. They were never really his thing to begin with, honestly.
"Ah, right," he mumbled, shaking his head before he leaned himself off of the table, tilting his head to beam at the group. "Feel free to call me Geminorum, or make a name of your own, I don't mind what I'm called."
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Geminorum paused, giving the lady a once over before his features softened. "Oh, really?" He mumbled, pursing his lips for a few seconds before he smiled warmly at her. "I suppose it was quite foolish of me to try to see if I could go shopping during the holidays. . ." he sighed, scratching the side of his cheek with a grin. "Apologies for the inconvenience," he muttered, nodding his head.
He peeked over her shoulder and hummed before giving her a closed-eyed smile. "It looks like you're having some kind of party in here," he mused. Of course, that was a lie. The two players in the back looked like a mixture of a mafia meeting and a business meeting, with only. . . two people? His eyes shifted over to Claudia and Darius, analyzing them quietly before he smiled to himself. As festive as they looked, they looked more like a couple of servants than actual people. It actually surprised him that they weren't NPCs at first, really. The way they talked seemed a lot more formal, but maybe that was because he was a literal stranger.
The greenette sighed to himself under his breath.
People were [no-no word]-ing weird.
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Geminorum deadpanned as he stood face to face with a random building. Ah. . . where was her again? Had he gotten so lost that he forgot his way back to the town square? Well, that was absolutely infuriating.
His green eyes scanned the area outside the building, seeing that there was practically no one outside. Probably celebrating with friends or whatever. He let out a loose sigh and rubbed his temples with a low groan. He just wanted to nap. He just wanted a nap. Was that so hard to ask?
He blinked dully a few times before slapping his cheeks. Oh well. If he was lost, he was going to be the best of it. He had seen a player enter this building only a few minutes ago, so there's bound to be someone in there.
He shook his head and sighed before walking up to the door, rolling his eyes before forcing on a smile, knocking the same way he had seen the player before him do so.
He was going to flip a table if this didn't work.
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Geminorum scratched the side of his head as he walked around the snow covered square. What the hell was he doing here? Christmas cheer? The hell was that? He could be napping right now. It seemed as if some mysterious force made him finally crawl out from under his rock of a room.
The greenette yawned as he rubbed the back of his neck tiredly. Well, there was free things being offered so he might as well get them while they're still there.
He shook his head quickly before approaching the stand, where an unfamiliar NPC stood. "I can take whatever kind of hot cocoa you have left," he beamed, a 'somewhat' genuine grin on his face.
The lady uttered a few words he could vaguely make out before handing him a hot mug of the liquid sugar. He nodded his head in thanks to the woman before he made his way out of there, finding a nice conveniently snowless bench to sit at. He sniffed the hot chocolate and mentally gagged. He was never a fan of sweet things. . . unfortunately, but he'll take what he can get
+Fast Hot Cocoa: +2 ACC, +2 EVA
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"You can't change the world - I N V E N T O R Y - . . . without a little pain."
- I T E M S -
DPS PACKAGE:
✿ Beginners 2H Spear: 2 DMG
✿ Beginners Light Armor: [Van.]
- U N I D E N T I F I E D / Q U E S T -
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"Breathing. - S T A T S / S K I L L S - Having a heartbeat."
"That is simple existence and - S K I L L S -
NON-COMBAT:
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PASSIVE:
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COMBAT:
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WEAPONS SKILLS:
✿ R1 2H Assault Spear: +3 DMG
- S T A T S - nothing more for a living being."
LVL: 1
HP: 20
EN: 2
DMG: 5
MIT: 0
ACC: 0
EVA: 0
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That may be the - S P L O G - definition of living, but..."
TOTAL SP: 0/5
Spoiler+5: Starting Amount
-5: R1 2H Assault Spear -
NATURAL HARM - G E M I N O R U M - ONIA GROPUIS
USERNAME: GEMINORUM NAME: HISAKAWA NARUHITO AGE: 23 y.o. ▶ 25 y.o. HEIGHT: 5'11 ft. / 180.34 cm. WEIGHT: 164 lbs. / 74.4 kg. BIRTHDAY: JUNE 9TH, XXXX ETHNICITY: JAPANESE "There is nothing more beautiful - V I R T U E S - and terrifying than innocence." COOPERATIVE:
Wasting time wasn't really Naru's favorite thing to do in the world, in fact, it was probably one of his least favorite things. Really, the reason why he's so cooperative is that he really just doesn't give two piles of flying dog dookie most of the time. Time was like money to him, but it was invaluable, he couldn't afford losing it when he could be napping.CALM:
Most of the time, Naru is as cool as a cucumber, or at least he look like his. Calm and indifferent were really two words to describe him here. Really, it's more of a facade on his part, but even acting it is enough to make him feel. . . better in situations. I mean, hey, he does a pretty damn good act.REACTIVE:
No, he's not reactive. . . or is he? Nah, unless. . . Naru tends to be able to receive and react pretty well if I do say so myself! Its really a mixture of quick-thinking and his instincts that allows him to be like this. Is it a bad thing? Possibly. Is it a good thing? Maybe?"Many different values mix together, - F L A W S - and the world becomes gray..." TWO FACED:
Probably one of his worse traits is his ability, or rather need to act completely different around. . . y'know, people. He questions why he still does it. Was it for closure? Maybe just so, y'know, he can be liked? Not all questions can be answered, sadly. Though, he isn't really the type to talk smack about you behind your back, he'll certainly think it. Though at this point he's been doing it for so long its hard to tell whether he's being genuine or not more than half the time.SLEEPYHEAD:
Ah, yes, Naru is very fluent in the language of sleep. Man's probably sleeping half of the day. Though, he never seems to feel the bad effects that seem to come with oversleeping, but hey, maybe he's superhuman? Though, his need to nap will sometimes overpower his will to do things. . . most of the time. It probably won't get in the way of anything!ABANDONMENT ISSUES:
When you've been hopping from foster home to foster home for half of your life, you're pretty bound to grow some abandonment issues, and if you don't, then hell, teach him your ways. Course, Naru doesn't get all teary eyed and runny nose for someone he just met. You think he gives a flying dog dookie about you when you first meet? Hell no! Though, it might be a good idea to just never get close to him, cause he's not ready to be without another person.
- H I S T O R Y / P E R S O N A L I T Y -
Naruhito "Naru" Hisawaka was probably an average kid you could just find in your average neighborhood. Happy, middle-class family of five. Just a mother, father, and two sons living their lives peacefully.
That was some bull[heheh. . . doo doo]
Life just seemed to have had other plans for this average boy, throwing punch after punch after punch at him. It just never seemed to stop now.
Age five. His mother passed away by swerving her car straight into a pole.
Age seven. His father passed away from influenza.
He and his brother were shortly placed in foster care after that.
Now it was just a brother and a brother.
Now it was just a boy.
A boy without his happy, middle-class family of five that was comprised of a mother, father, and two sons.
He didn’t want to be a boy without anything anymore.
Several homes went by, each one leaving a bigger scar on him than the last until he had finally found one that had actually let him stick around for more than a year. It wasn’t really anything special. The people who took care of him weren’t really anything special at all, really.
It didn’t matter. He was still a boy without his happy middle-class family of five that was comprised of a mother, father, and two sons.
Life seemed to have flown by after that. The years during his time there was such a blur that he sometimes forgot their faces. It didn’t matter now, though. They did their job and that was all that really mattered.
He wasn't such an average boy anymore.
[F3 - NYL - PP] Winter Wonderland? No thank you! This is Yuletide!
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Geminorum tilted his head as he propped his chin against his palm. "Ah, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ronnel," he said softly, giving him a smile.
He gave Dracul a side glance, mentally groaning to himself before he smiled to him as well, turning his head to meet the eyes of the blonde. "Oh, really?" He hummed, tapping his slender fingers against the side of his cheek before he let out a small laugh.
I don't know my parents.
"Geminorum isn't my real name, silly," he said with a joking expression. It's the username of the damn kid who I wanted to sell this stupid NerveGear to. He sighed and shrugged his shoulders. "I didn't know that though," he murmured, nodding his head. "I suppose you learn something new every day?"
The greenette held the crystal in between his index and middle finger with an amused expression. Maybe coming here was the right choice after all. He got free stuff so why wouldn't it be? "Thank you," he uttered, flashing Dracul a genuine grin before transferring the crystals to his inventory. "It's heavily appreciated."
Looks like someone got too invested in this RPG, he thought with a wry smile, crossing his hands on the table in front of him.