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Post by ECHO on Apr 4, 2012 19:38:29 GMT -5
LOGIN:ECHO [/font][/center] | [atrb=style, Background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;][atrb=width, 285;][atrb=cellspacing,1,true] [atrb=cellpadding,15,true] |
[atrb=border,0,true][/style] [STYLE=float: right; font-size: 10px; font-family: width: 360px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; color:7E7E7E;]Logging in. Loading Area: Δ Mac Anu… .. . Load complete. Welcome to The World. Three golden rings surrounded the figure drabbed in green and red. His cape flailed slightly as he finished logging in. The blinding white light had, as per usual, been a blinding annoyance. However, the familiar scenes of the Root Town of the Delta Server certainly cheered him up. He grinned, his trademark expression spreading over his face once more. Stepping away from the spawn point and heading towards the shopping part of the town. What would today’s adventure be like? Who cared? The only thing that mattered to Echo was enjoying the time he spent here. As he walked he began to take notice of the others around him. They went about their ways as usual. Some chatting about the game while others discussed their in game plans. Overhearing a couple of people discussing their combat abilities gave Echo reason for pause. He had not exactly trained all that much in using his blade. Mostly he just equipped and relied on his quick thinking. Perhaps he’d have to put more effort into it? It wasn’t really his style, but it couldn’t hurt, right? [/style][/td][td][STYLE=background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E; width: 150px; padding: 5px;][STYLE=width: 150px;][/style] [/IMG][/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Class: Heavyblade[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Guild: N/A[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Level: 1[/style] [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/style] |
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Post by Akujiki on Apr 4, 2012 22:12:51 GMT -5
LOGGED IN . . . it is a good viewpoint to see the world as a dream.... | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 400px; border-top: 7px solid #985254; border-bottom: 7px solid #985254;, bTable; ][atrb=style, padding: -5px; height: 400px;] [style=height: 450px; padding-right: 10px; overflow: auto;]
Sitting on the edge of a fountain near the center of the crowded area was the robed blademaster. He'd yet to find a suit of armour that fit his play style and so opted to stick with the traditional look of a wandering ronin.
Which made him look a little under equipped for his level. Aside from his Japanese looking gi and hakama, was a katana thrust through his obi with a tsuba (handguard) comprised of two interlocking rings around the blade. He seemed to be a strange picture of understatement in comparison to many of the other players.
Amid the bustle of Mac Anu he sat perfectly still, as if meditating. Eyes lightly closed, feet planted squarely on the ground, hands resting easily on his thighs, and his long hair tied up high in a top knot left to cascade down behind him. [/style] | [atrb=style, width: 30px; vertical-align: top;] [STYLE=background-image: url('http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/rurouni_ben/hack%20FRACTAL/sidebar_aku01.jpg'); height: 100px; width: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; -o-border-radius: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; border: 3px solid #d4bfba;]
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Post by ECHO on Apr 5, 2012 13:39:43 GMT -5
LOGIN:ECHO [/font][/center] | [atrb=style, Background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;][atrb=width, 285;][atrb=cellspacing,1,true] [atrb=cellpadding,15,true] |
[atrb=border,0,true][/style] [STYLE=float: right; font-size: 10px; font-family: width: 360px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; color:7E7E7E;]After walking about for some time aimlessly, his thoughts awash with pointless interruptions, he happened across a large fountain. It was almost as striking as the river and seemed to contain the same elegant water. It reflected brilliantly as Echo approached it. Needless to say, this was a rather popular spot. In fact, many other players happened to be meandering about the fountain. A socializer’s paradise, it appealed to Echo’s newfound goals of being a cheery person. So, without hesitation, he decided he’d join in on the goings on. His target: a blademaster clad in robes. It wasn’t impossible to find a blademaster who didn’t like heavy armor, but it certainly wasn’t common… Nevertheless, Echo approached him. “Hey!” He said, a slight wave of his hand as an offer of greeting. His widespread grin betrayed his true self’s nervousness. Making a point to act as if he hadn’t noticed the man’s katana, he tried the most basic approach to conversation he could think of: “So you’re a blademaster? Interesting… There aren’t many blademasters who prefer a lack of armor.” Reaching, grasping at straws, struggling… His conversation starter was anything but elegant. The moments following allowed Echo to get a better analysis of the person he was talking to. Dressed in traditional clothing, he seemed like quite the serious person. Whereas Echo’s small form and large sword left him looking rather foolish in comparison. [/style][/td][td][STYLE=background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E; width: 150px; padding: 5px;][STYLE=width: 150px;][/style] [/IMG][/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Class: Heavyblade[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Guild: N/A[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Level: 2[/style] [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/style] |
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Post by Akujiki on Apr 5, 2012 22:17:03 GMT -5
LOGGED IN . . . it is a good viewpoint to see the world as a dream.... | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][cs=2][atrb=style, width: 400px; border-top: 7px solid #985254; border-bottom: 7px solid #985254;, bTable; ][atrb=style, padding: -5px; height: 400px;] [style=height: 450px; padding-right: 10px; overflow: auto;]
There is a long moment where all that follows is silence. A small gust of wind pulls at his long hair like some banner before relinquishing the black strands.
The eyes then open slightly, taking in the surroundings and at the sight of a small man with a big sword and an even larger grin standing in front of him, he opens his eyes fully.
"My apologies," he offered for the delay in response. "I was just skimming the bulletin boards."
He explained. "I haven't yet found an armour that works for my play style."
Which, truth be told, was what he was researching on the boards. He was narrowing down the threads and starting to potentially get somewhere in his search. [/style] | [atrb=style, width: 30px; vertical-align: top;] [STYLE=background-image: url('http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y30/rurouni_ben/hack%20FRACTAL/sidebar_aku01.jpg'); height: 100px; width: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; -o-border-radius: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; border: 3px solid #d4bfba;]
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Post by ECHO on Apr 9, 2012 20:27:47 GMT -5
LOGIN:ECHO [/font][/center] | [atrb=style, Background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;][atrb=width, 285;][atrb=cellspacing,1,true] [atrb=cellpadding,15,true] |
[atrb=border,0,true][/style] [STYLE=float: right; font-size: 10px; font-family: width: 360px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; color:7E7E7E;]The silence nearly left Echo thinking his new friend wouldn’t reply and therefore he began to feel sweat form on his palms as his hands waited upon the keys. Upon the reply however, Echo was taken aback slightly, hesitating for a moment before replying with a laugh. “No need to apologize for it! Haha! More power to you. In fact, I figure you’ll be much more maneuverable with less armor after all. Then again it could very well prove to be troublesome in spots when you’ll face stronger enemies. Though, if you become strong enough yourself than that’ll just be a small obstacle…” His fast-paced speech matched his hand movements, swiftly carving out his thoughts in the air. After finally taking a chance to breathe, he waves slightly. “Nevermind that though. Haha!” He said, taking a seat next to Akujiki. “What d’you think of The World so far? Or maybe you’re not new…” He tilts his head, considering this. Though he hadn’t met the man before, it was foolish to base his opinions entirely off of that.[/style][/td][td][STYLE=background-color: #f2f0f0; padding: 8px; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E; width: 150px; padding: 5px;][STYLE=width: 150px;][/style] [/IMG][/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Class: Heavyblade[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Guild: N/A[/style] [STYLE=background-color: fbfafa; border: 2px solid #7E7E7E;width: 100px; padding: 7px;font-size: 10px;] Level: 2[/style] [/center][/td][/tr][/table][/style] |
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