Uninstall

[Farrelei]

"We've already shutdown"
To these words, the executives seated around the desk mumbled and sighed.
They had already known this was going to happen, but to hear those words from his own mouth meant a great loss to them all.

For years they had worked to perfect Kaoru, and for months it had blossomed more than anyone had expected.
They had created artificial intelligence capable of being called "human". Artifical intelligence that, if placed in a human body, would emulate it brilliantly, almost without flaw.
The company at first only had idea in plan for this intelligence, their upcoming game, Kaoru Online.
But they, and the media, as well as scientists and big names worldwide, realised that with further research this kind of artificial intelligence could change the world as they knew it.

And so Kaoru was going to be their guineapig.
Millions of players worldwide created their avatars and began play, their avatars taking on characterists and adopting habits of their player, almost becoming real in-game, interacting with the other almost-real avatars, and the almost-real NPCs that seemlessly populated the world.
But something happened...
Without explaination, what could only be describe as a deadly virus swept through the servers of Kaoru, and one day, within minutes, it was gone.
The servers stopped responding, the company distraught.

And so now, months later, they revealed their cancellation of the project.
The media snapped at this opportunity, and in the real world, it caused quite a commotion for a while.

But, imagine this...
What if those avatars were to continue living in their infected world?
What if, to them, life went on?

Strange occurences were becoming known in Ilea.
Around the world, people were disappearing and strange, dark fogs were looming over certain locations without explaination.
The higher-levels sought to investigate the matter, whilst the rest of Ilea's population grew increasingly more confused...
"Are you sure?"
The NPC sighed, leaning against the pole that held up the roof of his food stall, "I told ye, oi've nivvah seen anything loik it me loif."
The player groaned and turned to his party mates, "It can't be a quest, the NPCs know nothing..."
"Then what is it? There's no explaination for this..."
The mage shrugged, "Who cares? We can stay in the city and make some money anyway."
"Money? Got something valuable, whitey?"
She winked, "Nope, but I can dance!"
"Hey, who'd pay to see you dance?"
They party laughed and set off.

Characters

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[img]CHARACTER APPEARANCE HERE[/img]
[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Race:[/b]
[b]Class:[/b] [[See below post for Class types]]
[b]Level:[/b] [[1-100. This won't really affect anything unless, for example, you got into a fight with a monster and it was higher level than yourself. Make it interesting.]]
[b]Personality/Bio:[/b]
[b]Weapon type:[/b]
[b]Anything else:[/b]


Username: Farrelei.
Name: Jian Ryn
Age: 19.
Gender: Male.
Race: Elf, but wishes he was human.
Class: Paladin.
Level: 47.
Personality/Bio: Jian likes to focus on his healing side of things, but despite this, he prefers to solo rather than to party in a group unless it's with people he knows very well. He's cold sometimes, but he'll heal anyone, even if he doesn't like them.
Weapon type: Two-handed sword.
Anything else: He wears his earphones constantly. Whether to hide his racial appearance or not is questionable.

[Farrelei]

Classes

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Note: This isn't really that important, it just lets you know that not everyone can heal or fly or run really fast or whatever you want to do. Also, please be realistic. You can't heal someone forever. Even though there's no literal HP/MP points in the roleplay, imagine that somewhere you're gonna run out of energy to keep casting spells, or die. Think of it as real life, but with invisible limitations.

[[Level 1-14]]
Freelancer: Very skilled with weapons; cannot use magic; are better at making things than others; have highest HP range; have very low defense; are faster than others.
Fighter: Stronger than others; cannot use magic but can crush the enemies with powerful but slow weapon skills; have higher HP than mages; have higher defense than others; cannot make things; are slower than others.
Magician: Weaker than others; can use limited range of magic (low level healing and low level elemental attacks); can make things; have lower HP than others; have higher defense than Freelancers; are slower than Freelancers.

[[Level 15-39]]
All classes have higher stats and better skills than previous classes. All classes can create items.
Rogue: Are faster than others; have higher defense but lower HP than Monks; very skilled with all weapon types; cannot use magic.
Monk: Are slower than Rogue but faster than the rest; have higher HP than the rest; can use magic to improve their stats only; cannot use weapons but deal very high damage with their own physical ability.
Alchemist: Are slower than others; have higher HP than all except Warrior, Monk and Rogue; have the magical abilities of a Magician but can also enchant items and equipment; can make things no other class can; use their items to better themselves.
White Mage: Have lower HP but higher MP than Black Mage; can use magic to improve stats, heal well; can revive fallen players with a little HP; are based upon protection of others in battle.
Black Mage: Can use only lowest-grade heal but has strong elemental attacking magic; are based upon destruction.
Warrior: Has higher defense than others, apart from Monk and Rogue has highest HP; when HP is critical can use magic to increase stats sometimes; stronger than all except Dragoon; are based upon strength with weapons.
Dragoon: Has lower defense and HP than Warrior. Can use magic to increase stats; is faster than Warrior; are based upon a balance between speed and strength.
Archer: Has low HP and defense; fights from afar using a bow; can use magic to increase stats only; is based upon range.
Musician: Has very low HP, has medium defense; uses music to rapidly increase the stats of others; can fight with instruments, but badly; can also dance as opposed to play/sing music; can use as a way of getting money; is based around support.
Pickpocket: Has medium HP but low defense; cannot use magic; has very high agility and speed; can use variety of stealing methods on others.

[[Level 40-79]]
All classes have higher stats than the previous and more skills to go with them.
Assassin: Has higher speed than others; low attack and HP; can use magic to increase speed only; can turn invisible for a length of time but cannot attack whilst invisible; is based around stealth.
Paladin: Warrior and White Mage combined.
Dark Knight: Warrior and Black Mage combined.
Ranger: Highly upgraded version of Archer.
Bard: Has very low HP and medium defense; can use powers of magician and can also use music/dance to heal (but not revive) and increase the stats of themselves and others; can use low-ranged musical attacks on enemies.
Swordmaster: Has high HP and very high defense; can increase own stats only using magic; is like a highly upgraded version of warrior.
Mystic Bow: Archer and Magician combined.
Summoner: Very low strength, HP and defense. Can use magician skills. Can call forth creatures to assist them after first defeating and obtaining these creatures (can start off with a few).
Trainer: Like Warrior except can defeat wild monsters and capture them.
Gunner: Like Archer except with wider variety of weapons and guns and stuff. You know.
Thief: Upgraded version of Pickpocket.

[[Level 80-150]]
All classes have higher stats than the previous and more skills to go with them.
Shadow: Upgraded version of Assasin with magic.
Holy Steed: Upgraded version of Paladin.
Nightwalker: Upgraded version of Dark Knight.
Bowmaster: Upgraded version of Ranger and Mystic Bow; with magic.
Weaponsmaster: Upgraded version of Swordmaster.
Songstress: Upgraded version of Bard.
Sorceror/Sorceress: Skilled in both white and dark magic; cannot use swords and stuff though; low HP; medium defense; highest MP and magical attack/healing and revival powers as well as stat-changing abilities.
Firearmed: Upgraded version of Gunner.
Spiritualist: Upgraded version of Summoner with more beasts available.
Beastmaster: Upgraded version of Trainer.
Burglar: Upgraded version of thief.
Cannoneer: Operates either mobile or static cannons; very high HP; no magic; high defense; lowest speed.

[[No level limit]]
Merchant: These characters can only use daggers or other such low-level weapons; have very low stats in all areas; but can turn invisible for a very short amount of time and can throw bombs and stuff. Can make things, and main purpose is to sell things OR be ultra-skilled in a certain trade, for example, blacksmith.
GM: Game Moderators; have extremely high stats in every area; cannot usually be killed unless specified reason; usually does not appear in player world but resides in Serenesity, the GM world.
Although there are GMs, they do not have special powers accept to stop player-killing, teleportation, and oblideration of players they wish to destroy (they can also run events and things).
Players can be GMs if you wish but please don't abuse or go over the top thanks.

Anything I've missed? Let me know. Open![/u][/size]

[Farrelei]

((Sorry I kinda got restless with the classes list towards the end - meh.
Also sorry if it's a bit confusing/unrealistic xD))

[koyjama]

Username: koyjama
Name: Ryalin Thurnile
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human [the wings are just something one of her beasts can do]
Class: Beast Master
Level: 86
Personality/Bio: She is a very proud warrior, belonging to a group of adventurers who call themselves 'Protectors' who traveled widely and aided any players who asked for help. They went to investigate one of the dark mist areas, but all of the other Protectors disappeared, scattering in the darkness. She doesn't know whether they are still alive, or where they are.
Weapon type: Basket-hilted broad-sword [plus her beasts]
Anything else: She is noble to the core, and has a deep sense of justice. She was severely wounded when she exited the mist, but she can't remember why, or anything that happened after she entered.

[]

[Atlas]

Username:Rapture
Name:Zeno Dufort
Age:21
Gender:Male
Race:Human
Class:Dark Knight
Level:65
Personality/Bio:Zeno isn't really the one who likes to work in group, but he will if he has to. He generally gets on well with most people but is always wary of them.
Weapon type:Hand-and-a-half sword
Anything else:Specializes in Fire and Thunder magic

[galdors]

((you have no idea how scared I am of joining this rp. I am already confused so cut me some slack and help me out))


Username: Galdors
Name: Niramoto
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Race: erm, would an alchemist be human?
Class: Alchemist
Level: 39
Personality/Bio: If he knows something he will make sure he is heard otherwise he is quite happy to go with someone else's decision and quietly work his way through the game ((oops, I just lost it!)). If, for instance, he knows you are headed the wrong way he will tell you and he will mostly continue to tell you until you listen to him. He is quite happy in a group but not completely lost by himself.
Weapon type: The red bead he is holding enhances his alchemic powers ((no, it's not a philosopher's stone XD)) and it has been handed down through his family. He hates having to rely on something so materialistic and is forever thinking what a stupid idea it was to make it so small and loseable.
Anything else: The mask on his face covers a wound he recieved from the dark fog. You would be hard pressed to get him to talk about the dark fog. The mask is linked to the tatoo on his arm - but no one knows how or what the purpose of it is.

[Elsa...]

Username: Kaylinn
Name: Ysuelta Ma'Karette
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Elf/Human Hybrid
Class: Shadow
Level: 62
Personality/Bio: Largely TBA, fiesty, has a background as a theif and general lawbreaker
Weapon type: set of long bladed knives
Anything else: speaks with a slight irish accent

[koyjama]

[[when can we start?]]

[maloliente]

malochan:
Name:Angelchan
Age:8
Gender:female
Race:angel
Class:bard
Level:63
Personality/Bio: She's highly enthusiastic, cheerful and easily scared. She's highly social, and just left her old group because they got boring, and is in search of something more interesting.
Weapon type: a silver wand/baton, a small tin whistle - and dancing
Anything else: Although she's a high level, she doesn't care or think anything of it - it just happened. Also, as she is so quick to get scared and run from danger, her high level skills don't come into action much without an order from someone else./b]

[Farrelei]

((I lost))

Blood stained the crystal-white snow of the mountain, and with a dramatic screech, the pig tumbled down the slope.
"Tedious..."
He still ached, his body hurt from the wounds he had faced in battle, even when cicatriced with mana.
The sky grew ever-darker, more rapidly than it should have. At first he thought it to be signalling rain.

"The monsters in the Mountain get vicious when it rains..."
The city was a long way away, and fog and darkness were hastening their growth in the area around him.
And it wasn't a regular fog, either; it was stained with a disgusting colour that was almost ashen.
If this was an Event, he hadn't listened out for it, and he didn't want to stick around if it were going to be dangerous.

[galdors]

Niramoto screamed, clutching the left side his face and running backwards. Darkness surrounded him. What he saw was unspeakable, it burned an image of horror in his mind. The pain on his face grew.

[Atlas]

"Ah! I haven't slept that well in ages!" He opened his eyes and saw...nothing. Not the sun that was supposed to be setting, not even his hand in front of his nose. "Oooook. This is new." He stood using the tree he had been resting against for support. I REALLY hope this is an event and not me. He lit a fire in his hand and breathed sigh of relief as he saw two feet of the world he had left that afternoon illuminated in a pale yellowish light. Yeah, probably an event.

[koyjama]

The dark mist was so heavy, it felt like it was compressing her lungs. She was gasping for air, but the air she swallowed was thick and oily in her mouth and only made her feel sicker. She couldn't hear anything, it was like the mist had invaded not only her lungs, but her ears as well, stealing her hearing. She stumbled, panting as she landed on her knees. She made no sound, instead just gritting her teeth. She could no longer stand.

She couldn't stand, but she had to escape, escape it, that thing, burned into her eyes like some kind of horrible nightmare. She paused there, on all fours, for a moment, before she forced her hand to move forward, and her other hand to follow.

She don't know how long she crawled, the ground agonisingly hard as it ground her gauntlets into the smooth skin of her palms. But she knew as soon as she had escaped, the light filtered through the beautifully blue sky and the air was clean. She tried to crawl further, to distance herself from the darkness but she could only get about two metres before she collapsed in the soft grass, her long blonde hair splayed around her in a wild cloud around her face, which was tightened as though she was in some kind of pain, before it went completely blank, like she was dead.

[maloliente]

Angelchan walked along the frosty grass, humming merrily, swinging her baton and punctuating her song with the occasional skip or leap.
that last group had been so boooring she thought with a giggle as she trotted along, their name had sounded so cool, LoveJusticeFight!, but they'd just turned out to be a bunch of silly girls who couldn't fight, and where no fun to play with. All they'd done was sat around giggling and and talked about some guy called 'Tuxedo Mask". So booooring. she thought with a sigh, jumping up and turning in a Pierrot.
She stumbled as she landed, staring at the blond haired lady lying on the ground, apparently unconcious. Now this was interesting.

She ran up to her and poked her on the head with her baton.
"Helloooooo" she called, " are you ok? Helloooooo?"

[koyjama]

Ryalin was vaguely aware of something touching her head, and immediately she was in battle mode. Her hands swung round to grab the baton poking her, and she used it to catapult herself to her feet, turning a somersault in the air before landing, and drawing her sword to point in directly at her assailant. She suddenly took in her surroundings, first realising she was alone. The rest of the Protectors were gone.
She couldn't remember what had happened, all she remembered was heading toward the mist, which she could no longer see anywhere in sight. She felt her legs give out, her ragged breathing reminding her of how low her HP was, and she dug her sword into the ground, leaning against it like a cane.
"I am Ryalin Thurnile of the Protectors. Who are you?" she asked the girl in front of her.

[Atlas]

Zeno looked around his now illuminated two feet. Well this is just brilliant! I have no idea where I am, and no Idea how to get back! Just perfect! His silent fume diapered when his flame started dim, and then died altogether. Panic started to creep into his voice as he said "Not good...this is not good! OK, take deep breath try again." he tried, and failed to conjure another flame like he had before. His breathing started to become heavy. His fear got the best of him. "OK, one last try." He gave it his all, focusing every scrap of mana he had left into casting a spell, ANY spell that would let him see again. With a great, deafening roar, the most powerfull and most dangerous lightning spell he had ever cast, ignited the forest around him, granting him a fleeting glimpse of the dark tendrils of mist that surrounded him before before his vision was dark again, and he thought no more.

[galdors]

Niramoto continued to stumble backwards, cursing whatever new bloody event this was. He could feel blood under the hand that was covering his face and slowly felt his HP lowering. He slowly made his was out of the fog and was able to breathe normally again.
The sudden sunlight momentarily blinded him and he tripped over his own feet, landing squarely on his back. Something considerably hard was digging into his back through his backpack and it was then that he remembered that a strange man had given him an odd mask looking thing a couple of levels back. The words of the old man were still etched into his memory,

You do not yet know what this is. Nor do I. All I know is that it will help you when you feel pain like no other

Niramoo pulled the mask - a half mask, as it were, the type that only conceals one side of your face - from his backpack. He examined it curiously, letting the sunlight reflect off the shiny surface. He removed his hand from his face and wiped the bloodied hand on the grass. He found he could only see very well with his right eye - as he covered his right eye to test his left, he found he could only make out a blur.
Curiously, he pressed the mask against the left side of his face, the coolness of the metal soothing his wound.
Pain exploded across his right arm, but it left a quickly as it had come. He looked down to see a red tattoo wound up his right up. He touched it gingerly, but felt no pain. It was as if it had always been there.
He even found the mask helped his vision in his left eye slightly, but it was still no where near what it had been before the fog.

((that long enough, koyjama?))

[maloliente]

Angelchan jumped back as Ryalin did her somersault - sword wielding combo.
Now this is interesting! she though with delight.
Suddenly Angelchan threw out her arms, and then began spinning around in a dance, twiriling and throwing her baton with skill to shame a professional cheerleader.
"I am the magnificen, wonderful, kawaii... Angelchan!!!!" she yelled, sliding to a halt, posing with her arms infront of her holding her baton, sparkles literally appearing around her.

[koyjama]

Ryalin blinked, and then mentally sighed heavily. A social bug, only existing to make friends and not interested in actual quests. She tried to straighten, but she just couldn't, wincing as she failed her attempt. She had to be impressed though, the way the girl spun the baton was truly skilled, and there weren't very many who knew how to make sparkles appear around them. It was a pretty complicated quest to unlock that skill.
"Angelchan, do you know where the rest of the Protectors are? They all wear the Winged Warrior armour sets. Have you seen them?"

[maloliente]

"Ummm.... nope!" Angelchan said.
The Protectors? I've never heard of them.... wait, I remember the winged armour! The wings looked soooooo cool, I wanted to get some, but armour is to clunky and heavy and ew. Plus, you had to join the group I think...
She noticed Ryalins wince,
"Hey, are you injured? I could heal you! I'm really good at it!"
Before Ryalin could answer, Angelchan began the healing dance, pulling out a small tin whistle and playing along whilst dancing

[koyjama]

Ryalin sighed, her brow furrowing. It was like the rest of them to completely split up like this, usually they would at least stay in pairs. They paired off if ever they needed to flee, Ryalin with Kazu, Shidou with Gen, Jute with Alici. She looked around, as though half expected the slender, girlish boy Kazu to appear, dressed in his armour with his razor sharp string at the ready, but Kazu was no where to be seen.
She started, pulled back to reality.
"Yes, but-" she began, but before she could continue Angelchan began to dance what Ryalin recognised as a very skilled healing dance. She felt her HP rising, and couldn't help but be amazed she had just stumbled across a Bard so skilled when she needed one.
"Are you part of a group Angelchan?" she asked curiously.

[galdors]

Niramoto rose from the ground and took in his surroundings. A dull pain throbbed in his head as his brain got used to having to see differently. He was surrounded by the usual trees and grass and the occasional white box with a red cross on it floating merrily on the spot - speaking of which he walked over, opened one such box and drank from a flask within it, feeling his HP rise slightly. Not enough to last very long, but good enough for the moment.
As his head stopped spinning he could have sworn his saw sparkes through a clump of trees about 20 metre infront of him. Hoping he was going to find someone who could shed some light on the sudden fog, he headed in that direction.
Upon reaching the trees, he cautiously peered through them - you never knew who you could bump into and the last thing he needed right then was an enemy - to see an overly cheerful angel dancing for a slightly perplexed looking warrior type human.
He tentatively cleared his throat to announce his presence, knowing that startling anyone is the quickest way to get attacked.

[koyjama]

Ryalin heard a cough, and immediately tensed, slipping into a ready position, her large sword pointed in the direction of the sound. She relaxed a little when she saw a human, wearing an odd looking mask at the edge of the clearing, though she didn't let go of her sword.
"Who are you?"

[galdors]

((come on, koyjama, you can't post so short! That's almost a one liner! ))

Niramoto flinched when the large sword came in his direction.
So much for not startling them!
"M'name's Niramoto. I'm an alchemist, level 39," he said staring at the sword rather than looking at the person holding it. "Pleased to meet you," he added, almost sarcastically.
"And you would be...[question mark]"

[maloliente]

Angelchan jumped up, healing dance complete, and immediately began her name-announcement dance.
"I am the magnificent, wonderful, kawaii... Angelchan!!!" she sung, coming to a halt in the same pose as before, sparkles and everything, although sounding panting slightly from doing 3 dances in a row, gaining another stamina point, and 'triple dance combo' attack.