His Description[OOC]"I am just an average man, with an average life."Jason is a simple and average guy. He stands at an average height of 5’9’’ and weighs only about 160 lbs. His build is quite slim and not very fit. He never worked out at all, and this of course was because of the lack of motivation recently in his life. His attire outside of the work environment is almost always a t-shirt and jeans. Some times his shirts will have witty or clever little sayings on the front; his favorite one of course being the one that said “I game therefore I am.” It was one he held onto over the years mainly because like all things he had taken care of it had memories. His hair was blond and messy, most of the time at least. His eyes where a deep blue and they seemed always sad, even when he smiled.
Name: JasonAge: 18 (To be 19)Hair: Straight shoulder length light blond hair.Eye: Dark Blue eyes.Complexion: Pale to Average ComplexionHeight: 5'9''Weight: 162 lbsBuild: Slim, Unfit.Persona: Kind, Caring, and Quite.[IC]"What is reality?"His avatar was called "Ruin the Heavy Blade." He liked the name but did not know why he liked it or even why he chose it. When creating his avatar he first thought of a color scheme, a basic and overall feel for the character. He thought hard about this. He always looked at "The World," through a very artistic nature. After a while he figured in the height and weight, which where the exact same as his own along with the eye color. The hair however was off, he started with a blond color but after a few moments he figured a darker color would be best. He skimmed through the color wheel and found a rather light brown color that fit perfect. The shaggy style of the hair gave a simple look, but one that seemed unique and hopefully not over used. From the back side of his head his hair split into two rather long tails. At the tip they popped out into fluffs of hair from metal bands that held them in place. At last he did the build of his character. He went with a logical approach and decided that since his weapon was rather large he would be a rather strong warrior. He made his avatar look muscular but not buff, just enough to show that he was fit and very much in shape.
He went on to the clothing now. His clothing would need to be plain and simple yet unique. Something soft and calm that made sure people knew who he was just by a glance. He started with a cloth under shirt, followed by baggy cloth pants. He made them both a dim white color, it was a rather plain and boring color but with the right contrast could make for an interesting look. He added some plate armor on the shoulder and the legs at first. Then going back over he added some spikes to the plate on his shoulder and knees, soon after he added into it some rivets for detail. After he had his armor worked out a bit he did a quick double take and decided that it could use something more. He looked for some other various things to add and came across a serious of belts and straps. He placed them all over, adding a sense of contrast to his avatar. The belts were brown leather like items, they had no real purpose but they seemed right. He went on to other things he noticed his neck seemed exposed. He went through the various neck items and came across a nice brown cloth scarf that covered his lower face almost and worked well with his armor. He added a few more touches like the plate gauntlets and various other straps and buckles, he liked those for some reason. Soon, well not so much soon but more of an hour or so later he was done. His new avatar crafted in his own mind to perfection, just for him.
Name: Ruin OdaAge: 19Hair: Shaggy long light brown hair.Eye: Dark Blue eyes.Complexion: Pale to average complexion.Height: 5'9''Weight: 170 lbsBuild: Fit, Slim.Persona: Direct, but soft in a way. Always calm and serene.His Persona...((The best way to explain this is from my point of view. For me it is just easier that way.))The best way to describe Ruin's character is to describe Jason's character. Jason himself is a timid shy and rather depressed guy right now so, that is how he would play Ruin. He does not like the idea of role play that much, but he enjoys playing the game. People however mistake his attitude for a role played character when really it is just him being him. The two most distinct features are his calm attitude and his quite nature. He is not very good at meeting new people or saying goodbye as well, this is all from the lack of social activity over the past month or so. He feels inside like he has been neglected from society and this all falls back on his lack of confidence that has come from his past relationship. Little things in his life as you see have built up into who he currently is. Now will this be the same forever? That I honestly do not know, let's all see where the RP takes him.
His Story...Memories...He looked at it, just looked at it. The game, The World; it had been a long time since he last picked it up. He had honestly thought he had gotten rid of it a long time ago. When he moved out alot of his stuff had gotten lost in the process so he had of course given up looking for some of his things. He sighed deeply holding it in one hand as memories rushed back of friends, adventure, and fun. “Good times really,” He said to himself in the lonely closet of his new and rather plain apartment. He had recently moved out and was now supporting himself entirely from his new job as a graphic designer for a small starts up game development company, nothing to be proud of but something interesting none the less.
The game in his hand however, this game called "The World." It was one thing he had almost forgotten about entirely, over the past two months he had forgotten about a lot of things that made him smile: love, games, girls, a social life. His whole life had been turned upside down due to one tragic event, to him at least.
About two months ago, he had a falling out with his girlfriend. She had been cheating on him! Of all the people she could have picked, she just had to chose Jason's rather close friend, James. He of course did like always and just left it alone giving up his girl to his friend and along with her went a rather large chunk of his social life.
Soon after came the move. The move went rather well for him and the depression seemed to be fading with the excitement of his very own place; the new job as well had been something he had wanted for a long time. He liked it at first, the serene silence of his own place, no one to bother him, no one to nag at him. He enjoyed it for the most part.
After a month of being alone however, he started to feel more and more alone. The depression began to come back, and he soon realized that he had no one. His work was very secluded and most of his time he spent there was alone in a cubical doing concept work for the higher end graphic artist. He started to regret his excitement for this life and eventually he grew emotionally strained. He forgot all things that made him happy and turned into a sort of depressed zombie. Jason would wake up, go to work, come home, and do nothing but watch TV and work on his art. It was like his life had been put on hold or he had fallen into a hole that he just could not climb out of.
He picked it up out of the box and sat the CD-case down on the desk in his room. For a moment he sat there staring at the game case. It was the only thing of bright color in his plain and bland room and it seemed to stand out alot from the rest of his possessions. His room itself was so plain right now. A bed covered by his old pillows and blankets, a window with plain white curtains, and a plain white wall. He entire being felt plain. “Maybe...” He whispered to himself wishing someone heard him, but knowing no one did he gave a saddened sigh. He thought back, far back to age 16 when he first started playing.
He was there on the release date of The World. He could never forget the excitement he felt that day. He and his friends waited in line together for hours until they got there first copies of The World. He was so excited they could barely wait for the game to install. He loved that first night of game play, when he first logged in. He thought back to his first character, a Twin Blade named Odama. He chose the name out of random actually, and just liked it. His friends, there goals in The World, his character. He missed those feelings, the memories felt good to him and they soon bringing a smile to his face. It felt good to smile. It was a feeling something he had long forgotten. Happiness was a feeling he had almost come to miss.
He gave a determined nod to himself as he picked up the players handbook skimming the pages. Looking the games handbook over, It had been so long he had honestly forgotten how to play almost. He remembered the basics of course, movement, SP, the elemental chart. But he knew that he was going to need a refresher. Skimming the pages he nodded again as he looked at his PC, then to the game box. He smiled, and it felt good.
He booted the PC up hearing the nice whir of the fan as it kicked in. He had a rather high end PC, due to his job. He was now feeling that same excitement he did as a kid. He could remember that first time putting the disc in. It was like reliving the moment, it felt so good. He had not felt this alive in a long time, the boring work hours, and plain life…What was reality anyway, nothing to him. He booted the game's installer, installed it on his PC, and soon he came to the log-in screen. His old account had been retired and he smiled because it was about time to start fresh, a new beginning for his new life. “Okay,” He said softly, “Start fresh, Start right.” He said to no one but himself and the plain apartment. He loaded the login menu and it greeted him with a big “welcome” screen, and again he smiled as his fingers tapped on the keyboard entering his new screen name and password.
[LOGIN] LoneAngelic
[PASSWORD] *********After a quick registration reached behind him to the box. From the box he pulled his headset. His headset had a sticker on the left ear piece, it was a light blue smiley face that had been slapped there by a old friend. He had received it as a simple thank you gift when he introduced her to the game, they slapped it on while he was playing and he was so consumed he didn't even notice until a day later. It was but another memory that indeed made him feel good. He slid it on carefully as he placed his fingers along the keyboard, he never liked a controller. He gave a firm nod as he readied for character creation…he logged in…
