Sword Art Online RP[OOC|OPEN]

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:06 pm

Tracian Empire wrote:Oh God... why

Why what?

by **Tracian Empire** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:08 pm

Charlia wrote:
Tracian Empire wrote:Oh God... why

Why what?

Why is it so hard to find a theme song. It's been 2 hours... or 2 weeks... or 2... years... or 2 centuries... since I started searching.

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:11 pm

Tracian Empire wrote:
Charlia wrote:Why what?

Why is it so hard to find a theme song. It's been 2 hours... or 2 weeks... or 2... years... or 2 centuries... since I started searching.

Just start listening to this, chances are you'll find yours. The sheer amount of possibilities I've found here...

by **Tulkomanistan** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:11 pm

Tracian Empire wrote:
Charlia wrote:Why what?

Why is it so hard to find a theme song. It's been 2 hours... or 2 weeks... or 2... years... or 2 centuries... since I started searching.

I must agree it's really hard. I was searching for one since morning...

by **Tracian Empire** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:15 pm

Tulkomanistan wrote:
Tracian Empire wrote:Why is it so hard to find a theme song. It's been 2 hours... or 2 weeks... or 2... years... or 2 centuries... since I started searching.

I must agree it's really hard. I was searching for one since morning...

I'll probably have to make some ritual sacrifices..

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:16 pm

Charlia wrote:
Tracian Empire wrote:Why is it so hard to find a theme song. It's been 2 hours... or 2 weeks... or 2... years... or 2 centuries... since I started searching.

Just start listening to this, chances are you'll find yours. The sheer amount of possibilities I've found here...

Tracian Empire wrote:
Tulkomanistan wrote:I must agree it's really hard. I was searching for one since morning...

I'll probably have to make some ritual sacrifices..

Try it... you know you want to...

by **Tracian Empire** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:19 pm

Charlia wrote:
Charlia wrote:Just start listening to this, chances are you'll find yours. The sheer amount of possibilities I've found here...

Tracian Empire wrote:
I'll probably have to make some ritual sacrifices..

Try it... you know you want to...

It says that it can't find the sound.

by **Tulkomanistan** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:20 pm

Charlia wrote:
Charlia wrote:Just start listening to this, chances are you'll find yours. The sheer amount of possibilities I've found here...

Tracian Empire wrote:
I'll probably have to make some ritual sacrifices..

Try it... you know you want to...

I want to but it gives an error whenever I try to open it so...continue to search in youtube

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:22 pm

Tracian Empire wrote:
Charlia wrote:
Try it... you know you want to...

It says that it can't find the sound.

Tulkomanistan wrote:
Charlia wrote:
Try it... you know you want to...

I want to but it gives an error whenever I try to open it so...continue to search in youtube

Wow.
I can't watch YT, you can't listen to SC...

:roll:

Life.

Anyway, I need to keep working on my post. (I actually don't, and it's kind of stressful when I do, but it keeps me busy, and thus patient.)

by **Tracian Empire** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:28 pm

I just can't. It's so annoying. I will probably have to make those ritual sacrifices.

by **Tulkomanistan** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:30 pm

I just can't find it. I'm gonna change my char's personality a bit to go according to the song that can go with it most.

by **Tracian Empire** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:35 pm

This is starting to become annoying. It's the only thing between me and my completed app. Please excuse me while I go to burn something to calm down.

by **Tulkomanistan** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:38 pm

Tracian Empire wrote:This is starting to become annoying. It's the only thing between me and my completed app. Please excuse me while I go to burn something to calm down.

It's actually fun at times since you gotta listen to the songs instead of reading or writing(optimism here)

by **Tracian Empire** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:40 pm

Tulkomanistan wrote:
Tracian Empire wrote:This is starting to become annoying. It's the only thing between me and my completed app. Please excuse me while I go to burn something to calm down.

It's actually fun at times since you gotta listen to the songs instead of reading or writing(optimism here)

I'm bad at finding songs, and the songs I am usually listening to won't match.

by **Tulkomanistan** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 1:50 pm

Tracian Empire wrote:
Tulkomanistan wrote:It's actually fun at times since you gotta listen to the songs instead of reading or writing(optimism here)

I'm bad at finding songs, and the songs I am usually listening to won't match.

I listen pretty much every genre so it's sometimes easier to find one

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 2:29 pm

by **Acadeshia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 2:54 pm

Charlia wrote:
Acadeshia wrote:-snip-

Charlotte dashed to his side, using healing crystals to bring his health bar back up. Then she stood, staring at the creature, her blue eyes clouding over, a red mist obscuring her vision. Her mind was filling with blood again, blood and fire and rage. She was angry. No, she was furious. Her mind was emptied of all except death. She was falling back into darkness, into her own world, where all was betrayal, her personal hell, where all was anguish. She saw only the creature in front of her, but if anyone interfered, she would see them as an enemy. Everyone was an enemy. Everyone would die. The creature's form began to change, not in reality, but in her twisted psyche, she saw a different place, a different time, a different foe. She drew her blades and attacked, attacked the only man that seemed to hold her in a hell only she knew and only she saw. She slashed across his face, but he retaliated, knocking her back into the wall. She was dazed and bleeding, but she felt nothing, the bloodlust had control now. She was a deathseeker, wanting revenge, even if it took her own life in the process. She screamed in fury as she attacked him again. "Shinimasu!" All strategy had left her, all control, all she knew was attack, avenge, destroy. In her mind, he looked at her, and spoke to her before attacking her again. In reality, it merely attacked, and she found herself lying on her back, staring at the ceiling for a brief moment of clarity before her mind was lost again and she replied to the attack by cutting out a good amount of flesh. "Anata wa jigoku no sanran, shinimasu!" Another attack, dropping her health to 50%, but she cut his down to 70. "You will pay for what you did to me!" In her mind, he laughed at her, mocking her, and she attacked again. "We'll see how you can laugh after I'm through with you, you pitiful excuse for a father! I will kill you! You couldn't just scar me physically, no, you had to destroy my life, my mind, my chance to ever be happy, it's thanks to you I am like this! Thanks to you, I can never love! Thanks to you, I can never, ever be anything more than this! I am what you made me, less than nothing! Thanks to you, the only person I could even possibly even begin to imagine as a friend might die! I hate you!" She continued to attack, her mind filled with pure, undiluted hatred. "I hate you! I hate this! I can't stand it anymore! You don't understand me! Don't come near me! You think you understand me? That's nothing but your conceited ego! What were you doing all night? Liar! Fiend! I can't believe you! The scars you left on my body, in my mind, in my very soul, they're still there, you know. It's said time heals all wounds, well it doesn't! The worst type of crying isn't the kind everyone can see, it's when your soul cries out against your own existence, you take my word for it. See the remnants of my memory. The past is not dead. It's not even past. Might revenge just be another name for justice? I can't tell false from true, real from unreal. I want to. I must. Perhaps I am destined to always be on the keen edge of madness. One thing remains certain; I am unable to avoid the visions. I must confront them. Confront you. Love is a lie. It is better to be feared than loved. Love invites betrayal. It is wrong from beginning to end. I'm not insane! I am fine. I'm not mad. I must be mad, or I wouldn't have come here. Consider what a long way I've come today. I've not come back here looking for a fight. I'm here because I have to be here, because here is where I'm supposed to be. I'm a terribly real thing in a terribly false world--that, I believe, is why I'm in so much pain. Why do I have to do this? Why me? No! Not of others! Look at me! No, this is not me! No! I am not your doll! I'll think for myself, I'll live for myself! You do not control me! I don't want to die! I don't want to disappear! Keep your temper! Why won't anybody help me? Why are they even there? They won't help me! They won't do anything! No one! No one! No one! If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does. But sometimes other people's business is your business. All children deserve help. None are so lost that they may be abandoned. But people ignore them, ignored me--for you see ignorance is bliss, when it's not fatal. It nearly was fatal. The master of this depravity must be exposed. No use in crying! I won't cry anymore! But why am I crying? I wish I hadn't cried so much! I shall be punished for it now, I suppose. I'm no one now. Important--unimportant--unimportant--important! Another day, a different dream perhaps. It's not a dream, it's... a memory. And it makes me sick! You make me sick! Only the insane equate pain with success! I want to forget! Who would choose to be alone, imprisoned by their broken memories? Forgetting's just forgetting, except when it's not. Then they call it something else. I'd like to forget what you did. I've tried, but I can't. I can't go back to before--I've tried, but it's no use; I was a different person then. But who in the world am I now? Ah, that's life's great puzzle. Explain myself? Well, I'm afraid I can't do that, because you see I'm not myself. I was once, but now I'm not! I remember who I was before, but I changed in the night! I was different when I woke the next morning! It's completely understandable to want to come back as yourself from a living death, but that's resurrection--a thing that is sorely uncommon. You pulled me into a tug-of-war with life and death itself and hope for the future. I arrived at locked doors. 'Drink me,' I was told by one source; 'Eat me,' by another. They had opposite effects. I believed, I did not believe. I wept and nearly drowned in my own sorrow. I learned how to hold the shield of disbelief. We are tied in happiness--the more there is of mine, the less there is of yours. But I'll sever the connection. You can count on that, if nothing else. At any rate, there's no harm in trying--all that will be lost is time. Time is relative, forever can sometimes only be a few minutes. I know that. I've felt it. I know what's real! No, stay away from me! Rejection! Anxiety! Separation! Evasion! Dependence! Nobody cares about me! So, I'll do things myself! From the moment I came here, I've been told what to do, where to go; I've been shrunk, stretched, scratched, and stuffed into your fantasies. But this is my life. I'll decide where it goes from here. I'll save myself. Save myself? From death? Is that why I'm here? I'm not afraid to die. I welcome death! You've torn part of me--who I used to be--her--once but no longer--away--why, there's hardly enough of me left to make a respectable person! I hate this. I hate everyone. I hate everything. The only person who might have ever been my friend, you almost killed him! I hate you! Who cares for you? You crave on chaos. You're happiest when the world is in an uproar. You thrive on madness. You still can't admit this? No. No one needs me. I only need to live long enough! Once I can kill you, I can die! I'll pay you back ten times over!" She cried out in fury, striking with each phrase. "One for my innocence! One for my future! One for my happiness! One for my trust! One for my love! One for my dreams! One for my hope! One for Shojiro! And one for me!" She ducked a sweeping hand, and attacked again. "I won't rely on anyone! The question is which is to be master, that's all--once you were master, I was slave, now the roles shall be reversed--but not of master and slave, but of criminal and executioner!" She sliced a long cut down his side. "Where should I go then? What should I do? Not all change is good! I know their pain. I believe I know that way and I'd rather not travel further along it. But I must, I will, no, I did, you made me walk that path again and again! Am I not the most wretched and selfish of fortune's fools? You misbegotten abomination! You bloodsucking parasite! The damage you've done to me, the abuse! Everyone I love dies violently, unnaturally. I'm cursed! Why go on? I'll just hurt others. I've suffered great pain. I've endured deep grief, but I will be tested by a more wrenching anguish. There is worse to come. This life is full of random death, and heaps of grief and shame--so few are soothed by 'accident', you want someone to blame. Fire, plague, or strange disease, drowned, murdered, or if you please, a long fall down the basement stairs--none are expected, no one cares. What? There's no hope then? Oh, there's an infinite amount of hope, but not for me!" She laughed madly, darting here, there, attacking, defending, shouting phrases and screaming words of madness. "Opposing will! Deception! Oblivion! Repression! Death! I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Stop! Why do I suffer through this just because I'm a girl? Why won't you take 'no' for an answer? You don't own me! Stop it, stay away from me, don't do this to me, I'd rather die, please, NO! I promise you this, you will pay for tonight! You will pay for this crime! You've used me and abused me, but you will not destroy me! I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you...." And so she continued, on and on, dancing with death, as they each brought down the other's health, gasping out the words again and again, the promise she made to herself that first night when she came to terms with her new reality, the night her innocence burned in an inferno of incredible horror. "I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you...."

Could you split it into paragraphs, please? It's hard to read when it's just a wall of text.

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:09 pm

Acadeshia wrote:
Charlia wrote:
Charlotte dashed to his side, using healing crystals to bring his health bar back up. Then she stood, staring at the creature, her blue eyes clouding over, a red mist obscuring her vision. Her mind was filling with blood again, blood and fire and rage. She was angry. No, she was furious. Her mind was emptied of all except death. She was falling back into darkness, into her own world, where all was betrayal, her personal hell, where all was anguish. She saw only the creature in front of her, but if anyone interfered, she would see them as an enemy. Everyone was an enemy. Everyone would die. The creature's form began to change, not in reality, but in her twisted psyche, she saw a different place, a different time, a different foe. She drew her blades and attacked, attacked the only man that seemed to hold her in a hell only she knew and only she saw. She slashed across his face, but he retaliated, knocking her back into the wall. She was dazed and bleeding, but she felt nothing, the bloodlust had control now. She was a deathseeker, wanting revenge, even if it took her own life in the process. She screamed in fury as she attacked him again. "Shinimasu!" All strategy had left her, all control, all she knew was attack, avenge, destroy. In her mind, he looked at her, and spoke to her before attacking her again. In reality, it merely attacked, and she found herself lying on her back, staring at the ceiling for a brief moment of clarity before her mind was lost again and she replied to the attack by cutting out a good amount of flesh. "Anata wa jigoku no sanran, shinimasu!" Another attack, dropping her health to 50%, but she cut his down to 70. "You will pay for what you did to me!" In her mind, he laughed at her, mocking her, and she attacked again. "We'll see how you can laugh after I'm through with you, you pitiful excuse for a father! I will kill you! You couldn't just scar me physically, no, you had to destroy my life, my mind, my chance to ever be happy, it's thanks to you I am like this! Thanks to you, I can never love! Thanks to you, I can never, ever be anything more than this! I am what you made me, less than nothing! Thanks to you, the only person I could even possibly even begin to imagine as a friend might die! I hate you!" She continued to attack, her mind filled with pure, undiluted hatred. "I hate you! I hate this! I can't stand it anymore! You don't understand me! Don't come near me! You think you understand me? That's nothing but your conceited ego! What were you doing all night? Liar! Fiend! I can't believe you! The scars you left on my body, in my mind, in my very soul, they're still there, you know. It's said time heals all wounds, well it doesn't! The worst type of crying isn't the kind everyone can see, it's when your soul cries out against your own existence, you take my word for it. See the remnants of my memory. The past is not dead. It's not even past. Might revenge just be another name for justice? I can't tell false from true, real from unreal. I want to. I must. Perhaps I am destined to always be on the keen edge of madness. One thing remains certain; I am unable to avoid the visions. I must confront them. Confront you. Love is a lie. It is better to be feared than loved. Love invites betrayal. It is wrong from beginning to end. I'm not insane! I am fine. I'm not mad. I must be mad, or I wouldn't have come here. Consider what a long way I've come today. I've not come back here looking for a fight. I'm here because I have to be here, because here is where I'm supposed to be. I'm a terribly real thing in a terribly false world--that, I believe, is why I'm in so much pain. Why do I have to do this? Why me? No! Not of others! Look at me! No, this is not me! No! I am not your doll! I'll think for myself, I'll live for myself! You do not control me! I don't want to die! I don't want to disappear! Keep your temper! Why won't anybody help me? Why are they even there? They won't help me! They won't do anything! No one! No one! No one! If everybody minded their own business, the world would go around a great deal faster than it does. But sometimes other people's business is your business. All children deserve help. None are so lost that they may be abandoned. But people ignore them, ignored me--for you see ignorance is bliss, when it's not fatal. It nearly was fatal. The master of this depravity must be exposed. No use in crying! I won't cry anymore! But why am I crying? I wish I hadn't cried so much! I shall be punished for it now, I suppose. I'm no one now. Important--unimportant--unimportant--important! Another day, a different dream perhaps. It's not a dream, it's... a memory. And it makes me sick! You make me sick! Only the insane equate pain with success! I want to forget! Who would choose to be alone, imprisoned by their broken memories? Forgetting's just forgetting, except when it's not. Then they call it something else. I'd like to forget what you did. I've tried, but I can't. I can't go back to before--I've tried, but it's no use; I was a different person then. But who in the world am I now? Ah, that's life's great puzzle. Explain myself? Well, I'm afraid I can't do that, because you see I'm not myself. I was once, but now I'm not! I remember who I was before, but I changed in the night! I was different when I woke the next morning! It's completely understandable to want to come back as yourself from a living death, but that's resurrection--a thing that is sorely uncommon. You pulled me into a tug-of-war with life and death itself and hope for the future. I arrived at locked doors. 'Drink me,' I was told by one source; 'Eat me,' by another. They had opposite effects. I believed, I did not believe. I wept and nearly drowned in my own sorrow. I learned how to hold the shield of disbelief. We are tied in happiness--the more there is of mine, the less there is of yours. But I'll sever the connection. You can count on that, if nothing else. At any rate, there's no harm in trying--all that will be lost is time. Time is relative, forever can sometimes only be a few minutes. I know that. I've felt it. I know what's real! No, stay away from me! Rejection! Anxiety! Separation! Evasion! Dependence! Nobody cares about me! So, I'll do things myself! From the moment I came here, I've been told what to do, where to go; I've been shrunk, stretched, scratched, and stuffed into your fantasies. But this is my life. I'll decide where it goes from here. I'll save myself. Save myself? From death? Is that why I'm here? I'm not afraid to die. I welcome death! You've torn part of me--who I used to be--her--once but no longer--away--why, there's hardly enough of me left to make a respectable person! I hate this. I hate everyone. I hate everything. The only person who might have ever been my friend, you almost killed him! I hate you! Who cares for you? You crave on chaos. You're happiest when the world is in an uproar. You thrive on madness. You still can't admit this? No. No one needs me. I only need to live long enough! Once I can kill you, I can die! I'll pay you back ten times over!" She cried out in fury, striking with each phrase. "One for my innocence! One for my future! One for my happiness! One for my trust! One for my love! One for my dreams! One for my hope! One for Shojiro! And one for me!" She ducked a sweeping hand, and attacked again. "I won't rely on anyone! The question is which is to be master, that's all--once you were master, I was slave, now the roles shall be reversed--but not of master and slave, but of criminal and executioner!" She sliced a long cut down his side. "Where should I go then? What should I do? Not all change is good! I know their pain. I believe I know that way and I'd rather not travel further along it. But I must, I will, no, I did, you made me walk that path again and again! Am I not the most wretched and selfish of fortune's fools? You misbegotten abomination! You bloodsucking parasite! The damage you've done to me, the abuse! Everyone I love dies violently, unnaturally. I'm cursed! Why go on? I'll just hurt others. I've suffered great pain. I've endured deep grief, but I will be tested by a more wrenching anguish. There is worse to come. This life is full of random death, and heaps of grief and shame--so few are soothed by 'accident', you want someone to blame. Fire, plague, or strange disease, drowned, murdered, or if you please, a long fall down the basement stairs--none are expected, no one cares. What? There's no hope then? Oh, there's an infinite amount of hope, but not for me!" She laughed madly, darting here, there, attacking, defending, shouting phrases and screaming words of madness. "Opposing will! Deception! Oblivion! Repression! Death! I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die! Stop! Why do I suffer through this just because I'm a girl? Why won't you take 'no' for an answer? You don't own me! Stop it, stay away from me, don't do this to me, I'd rather die, please, NO! I promise you this, you will pay for tonight! You will pay for this crime! You've used me and abused me, but you will not destroy me! I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you...." And so she continued, on and on, dancing with death, as they each brought down the other's health, gasping out the words again and again, the promise she made to herself that first night when she came to terms with her new reality, the night her innocence burned in an inferno of incredible horror. "I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I'll kill you...."

Could you split it into paragraphs, please? It's hard to read when it's just a wall of text.

I suppose... It does make sense. On the other hand, it's kind of meant to be disjointed rambling. I'll try though. Hold on!

by **Charlia** » Tue Jul 28, 2015 3:20 pm

Acadeshia wrote:Could you split it into paragraphs, please? It's hard to read when it's just a wall of text.

by **Tracian Empire** » Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:05 am

I just can't. After almost 24 hours, I officially give up. I won't add any theme song.

by **The Tophat Empire** » Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:20 am

Dijifuji wrote:
Dijifuji wrote:
Sure why not! I'll be posting it soonish.

EDIT: Its done.

Required Information

Name: Phillip DePasqaule

Username: SomeGuy.

Sex: Male (Whoopsies)

Character Level: 3

Age and Origin: 18. Phillip was born and raised in New York City.

Picture Appearance: Here

Character Skill: Unbound Heart ( As Heart rate increases, perception and response time also increase. After a hitting a threshold, He will sustain Damage over time but in return he will receive minor buffs in attack damage.)

Height, Weight, Body Type: 125 lbs. 5ft 11. Fairly skinny.

Equipment: Basic sword and shield. Still wearing grey default armor.

Character Bio: When he was a small child, his father was still around. Maria, Isamu and Phillip were a happy family back then. Isamu Takeda was CEO of DESAMU, A Antivirus software company. With multiple products reaching public attention, the company was doing well. However, am article was published claimed Isamu was not only embezzling for his personal game, he was also selling information of the products users. After this, Phil never saw the man again. Phil and Maria then lived together supporting each other, growing a close relationship. As he was growing up Phil was diagnosed with a heart arrhythmia, causing painful episodes for the rest of his life. Currently, Phil has finished high school and due to a healthy lifestyle his heart has been stable. For his graduation present, His mother had arranged for Phil to go the Japan for a few weeks. Despite the hatred of his father, Phil had always admired the country his father was from. He also knew about the upcoming launch of Sword Art Online, So he took the chance to play the foreign game. Luckily being semi fluent in the language, he was able to procure a copy of the game. Ever since the launch and....event of Kayaba, Phil has been having multiple problems. First he freaked his shit. Seconed he was having heart pains more frequent now. Third He was having heart pain in a video game?. Phils been trying to figure things out but....Half of him was excited. Ever since the begging of the game, Phil was in love with it. He is currently still living on a random cliff in the first floor. He's kinda broke.

RP Example:
https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=31&t=344294 Recent
https://forum.nationstates.net/viewtopic.php?f=21&t=168891 Not so recent, but a better example

Personality: Easy going, loves comedy. For him everything should and will be somewhat funny. He highly values money, and will often act on greedy impulses. He also loves Coca cola.

Moral Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Theme Song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCl1gwX_CVA Entrance.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22PhkOfTTWY Action

Have You Read, Understand, and Agree with the OP Posts & Rules In Detail? Yeperonie.

EDIT: I need to stop making posts 4 in the morning Always bound to have some typos.

As you have a custom skill, i will need the opinion of my CO-OP before i can consider accepting it

Tracian, you have the floor...

by **Charlia** » Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:21 am

The Tophat Empire wrote:
Dijifuji wrote:
EDIT: I need to stop making posts 4 in the morning Always bound to have some typos.

As you have a custom skill, i will need the opinion of my CO-OP before i can consider accepting it

Tracian, you have the floor...

Tophat-sama. Please post so I can post my beautiful post that I keep editing to keep myself busy but it stresses me out so much.
Please post.

Please.

by **Tracian Empire** » Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:25 am

The Tophat Empire wrote:
Dijifuji wrote:
EDIT: I need to stop making posts 4 in the morning Always bound to have some typos.

As you have a custom skill, i will need the opinion of my CO-OP before i can consider accepting it

Tracian, you have the floor...

The skill... I don't exactly understand how it works. So, if you have a faster pulse, you can move faster and so on? Well, it's nothing too OP, so if Tophat is okay with it, I will be okay.

About the level, I would only like to warn you that with small of a level, you won't be able to fight on the 5th Floor, where we will be hopefully pretty soon.

by **Tracian Empire** » Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:37 am

Application

Required Information

Name: Julia Maria Meisner

Username: Julchen

Sex: Female

Character Level: 59

Age and Origin: She's 15 years old, and she was born on the 18th January 2008, Berlin, the German Federal Republic

Picture Appearance:

(Image)

Character Skill: Dual Wielding

Height, Weight, Body Type: She is 178 cm tall, and she could be considered pretty thin.

Equipment: She usually wears a light armor. The clothes she is usually wearing are inspired by Prussian uniforms, with white shirts, and dark blue with red coats and hats, and short black skirts. Something like this:

(Image)

She usually uses two rapiers as weapons, but just as Dremo, she has a large variety of posioned and normal throwing pics.

(Image)

Character Bio:

Julia was born in Berlin, Germany, on the 18th of January 2008. Both her parents were officers in the Bundeswehr, the German Army. They were almost always gone, and they were keeping an iron discipline in their house. Rules, rules, and rules. She didn't had an exactly happy childhood.
With her parents almost always gone from home, Julia spent lot of time with an older girl from the neighborhood, who was taking care of her. She was Julia's first friend, and she was like a bigger sister for her. That girl moved to Austria when Julia was 5 years old. Without being able to find anyone else to take care of her, her parents turned to some old family friends, the Degramo family. With both Julia's and Arno/Dremo's parents very busy, they agreed to sent Arno, his sisters and Julia to Arno's grandparents, in Austria, near Salzburg.
Julia and Arno already knew each other, but really became friends in those years. Apparently that girl that acted like Julia's bigger sister also somehow lived near Salzburg, so they all became friends, and lived some pretty nice and fun years there.During that time, Dremo developed a big crush on her, and she might have noticed it.Then, when Julia was 8, that girl moved to Turkey. Only a year later, Dremo and his family moved to Japan, leaving her alone.
Alone, Julia move back with her parents, and spent her next years practically moving from city to city, with her parents. Two years later, Julia's grandfather retired from the army, and moved to Japan. Julia asked her parents to allow her to move with his grandfather. Happy to get rid of a problem, Julia's parent's accepted.
In Japan, Julia moved to Tokyo, where she met Dremo again. She was really happy. but during the years they haven't seen each other, Dremo changed. Maybe due to the cultural shock, maybe because of other reasons, Dremo, isolated himself, spending his free time playing video games and having few friends. The relation between Julia and him quickly deteriorated, with all of Julia's attempts to change him failing. Luckily for her, she discovered that the same girl, her "bigger sister" also now lived in Tokyo, with a boy. She helped her a lot, helping her learn Japanese and many more.
A few years later, Dremo and Julia both applied for the beta test of SAO, separately without knowing that the other had applied. They were both accepted, and they met in the game.
They spent a lot of happy time in the game,a thing that pretty much repaired their relation. Dremo once again realized that she loved her, but the never found the courage to tell her that.
When the game was officially launched, after that announcement, both of them secretly sworn to themselves to protect the other. They created one of the most powerful guilds in the first days of the game, the Creed. Dremo initially wanted to accept only beta testers, but she made him accept beginners too.
One day, Dremo wanted to go and make a dangerous quest. The reward was apparently a very powerful sword. He wanted to go alone, but Julia found him, and followed him with the rest of the guild. On their way back, they were ambushed. Julia escaped together with a wounded Dremo. WIth the enemies following them, they tried to enter a settlement, but they couldn't because of Dremo's temporary orange cursor. Dremo tried to make her enter the city alone, but he failed. They stayed together, and the enemies caught them in a forest. They were separated during the fight, and Julia was wounded. Scared and believing that she was dead, Dremo ran away. But she remained alive.

RP Example: You know the awesome me.

Additional Fun Stuff: Not Required

Personality: At a first glance, she has a wild and strong personality, which covers up her real,more serious, book-smart, and hard-working personality. Even if she usually loves to tease people, and makes jokes even in the most dangerous of situations, she is actually pretty mature for age, and can be very serious. She usually seems pretty arrogant, and can be act pretty dominant to the ones around her. She cares a lot for her friends, and especially for Dremo. Not surprisingly, she has a crush on Dremo, but never had the courage to tell him.
Moral Alignment: Lawful Good?

Theme Song: I don't have a single idea.
Have You Read, Understand, and Agree with the OP Posts & Rules In Detail? Yes.

by **Tulkomanistan** » Wed Jul 29, 2015 8:43 am

Tracian Empire wrote:I just can't. After almost 24 hours, I officially give up. I won't add any theme song.

Wait...can we go without a theme song. Time to edit the app again :meh:

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