.HACK//GENESIS (Rasken's Journal/ #4)

[Shikuza_Ame]

((OOC: Well, here it is everyone. The continuation of LOCKED. I hope everyone that joins has a great time. ^^))



.HACK// GENESIS


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Three full months have passed since the incident LOCKED occured inside the game The World. Because millions of players logged in fell unconsious for five hours, many sued the company and CC-Corp lost alot of money. However, CC-Corp was able to hire many good laywers to protect them from the issues they were experiencing.

Now the game is up and running smoothly again. Many of the areas damaged and corrupted by the AIDA have been mysteriously restored completely. This includes the root town of Mac.Anu and some parts of the second root town Lumina Cross. The area of Hidden Forbidden HolyGround has also been restored to it's original state. It would seem things have returned to normal rather quickly.

However, not everything has returned to normal. The two players, Minoshiya and Myrddraal have not yet awoken from their comas and both are no where to be found in The World either, at least, according to system administrators of the game.

It would seem there are still many mysteries of The World that no one has been able to solve yet. It is up to destiny alone to decide who will be the ones to solve this mystery and when it would want to begin spining it's wheels as well.

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Inside The World: Grass Field

[BackGround Music: Cyber-Slum (SIGN OST2)]



"Damn it! At this rate, we'll never get away from those damned problems." A blue Blade Brandier yells. At his side stands a red Steamgunner. "You shouldn't waste time thinking about the problems outside. If I were you, I'd worry of whats to come. You know...inside the game."

The Blade user sighs. "I guess your right. Then again....-"

~Bing!~

"I got a message from boss." , "Hm? What does he want?" The Steamgunner asks.

"Says the preparations for the event are finished. All we have to do now is wait for the chosen players to attend. Haha."

"I see." A sudden breeze comes in. "I can't wait to see what will occur." , "Yea. Me neither."

The Steamgunner crosses his arms. "Well, lets report back to headquarters...Clasko."

"You said it."

Both players walk to the Chaos Gate behind them and gate out.

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Real world


I guess it is time....time to return.

"Boy am I so scared right now." Sigh.
"Oh well...here I go. Time to go to The World, Glace."

The boy grabs his headset and gently positions it on his head. Then he clicks on the icon for the game and waits for it to finish downloading.

"Three full months have passed.....it only seems like yesturday that I was trapped inside this game." He gulps.

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Welcome to The World. We hope you enjoy it! -CC-Corp.

"Hmhp!"

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Mac.Anu


Glace for the first time in three months once again returns to the game and is greeted with the very same warmth that had greeted him the day of the incident. That warmth came rushing in from the big window behind Glace. He was inside the Dome.

Glace turned sideways and noticed many players laugh and talk around him. Everyone was excited the game was back on and working again. It also seemed like if everything had gone back to normality....,but Glace knew better. He knew that evil that he and his friends had encountered still lurked inside the game. And what worried him was, Is everyone really safe now? He thought.

Sudden images from the tragedy came pouring inside of his head. He closed his eyes and tightned his fists. He felt a little scared again, but he managed to put himself back together and gulp again. "Don't be scared, Glace. I just have to find my friends."

Glace began to walk towards the exit of the dome, when a Harvest Cleric approached him and bowled. "Hey there. You should check your E-Mail. Theres a rumor going on that three players were chosen to attend a specail tournament in the arena." He said. Glace looked puzzled. "Don't worry. I doubt you'll be one of them that got picked. Hehehe." He finished and made his way back to the Chaos Gate. Glace looked down a little depressed.

I think I should check it out, I suppose.

He logged out.

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Glace took a look at his Mail, but there was nothing new. He hadn't been chosen for anything. However, instead of feeling bad about it, he just logged back into the game. He realized he wasn't in the mood to be fighting anyways.

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"I guess I didn't get chosen. But then....I wonder who did. Or...this could very well be just some stupid rumor."

Glace exited the Dome.

The sight of the clear blue sky and the steam coming out of the pipes on top of the buildings made Glace forget his depression. It seemed like he could now go on and adventure on his own and collect powerful weapons; just like old time. However, he was brought back to his sadness when he remembered that Minoshiya and Myrddraal were still in a coma. He had to find the others and discuss what they would do as soon as possible.

Glace walked down the stairs and began walking towards the entrence to the city. A flock of white birds flew up above him and flew straight towards the city.

"If I stick around the city for a little while, I'm bound to meet my friends. I just hope that they actually play the game again...although it would be best if they didn't, but..." He sighed.

He continued his way towards the entrence, feeling a little scared, but happy at the same time because he knew that he would be reunited with his friends soon enough.

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Name: Glace
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Class: Blade Brandier
Level: 15
Appearance: Has black armor decorated with beatiful white designs. Has white-greyish hair and blue eyes. Has the Yin-Yang symbol on his back armor and weilds a longsword with a purple blade and black grip.

Please give information on your characters the way I did above. You can add a 'Character History' or 'Character Background' if you like. You can also put in pictures of how your characters look aswell.

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[GENESIS THEME SONG: Shinjitsu no Yukue]



((OOC: Sorry I took really long to start it, everyone. It's finally here and I think it's time to finish the real story behind LOCKED. So, lets begin. )) 

[Lunaros]

((Oki-Doki, here's mine:

Name: Rein (Controlled by two people- Ren and Rin.)
Age: 12 (Ren) and 10 (Rin)
Gender: Female
Class: Multi-Weapon/ Adept Rouge (Shadow Warlock, Twinblade)
Level: 20
Appearence:http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c227/ ... /Rein3.png
History: Rein is a character controlled by two girls, Ren and Rin.
Ren is the older sibling and is very cruel towards her youinger sister. She is energetic and easily excited. She likes to bully people sometimes and is quite self-centered. She doesn't let anybody stand in her way, and has a habbit of beating Rin whenever Rin tries to stand up for herself.
Ren can usually be seen wearing her hat, tail and ears up, whcih, along with her attitude, is what makes the difference between who is playing more obvious.
Rin is the younger sibling and is the exact opposite of her sister. She is quiet and shy. She tries her hardest not to upset people, and is the kind of person who will try their hardest to repay someone who has done them a favor. She probably acts like this because of the way her sister treats her.
Unlike Ren, Rin lets her hat, tail and ears droop down.))

[Izumi]

not sure if this is open to anyone, so if not just pretend im not here

Name: Anon
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Class: Blade Brandier
Level: 26
Appearance: http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e311/ ... 7/anon.jpg

[Shikuza_Ame]

((OOC: Don't worry Izumi, you can join if you want. I'll wait a little longer before we begin the story though. Just enough time so that everyone else joins in. After we get all the information and everyone decides to go at it, we can start. ^^))

[nekoryuuha]

(Seems it's time I returned.)

Name: Nephilim "The Lovely Angel"
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Class: Brandish
Level: 46
Appearance: ( http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h238/ ... tsukai.jpg ) Just remove the wings and sword arm and thats her appearance.

[Twilight Gaiden]

Name: Applegate "The Flying Lightning"
Gender: Male
Age: about 18
Class: Adept Rogue (Steam Gunner, Blade)
Level: 32 (im assuming there is a level lock because of the low levels. If not 123)
Appearance: Long blonde shoulder length hair, red goggles on his forehead. Wears a tunic with white hexagons on a blue background. Has a Steam gun embedded on his right arm as a hack but it cannot be used at the same time as his blade therefore it is simply for show. His right arm is a steel armour mess that the gun sticks out of. He has two large pads of metal armour on his shoulders, they are flat and shiny. He carries a large aminal skin on his back constantly that hids his sword from the front. His blade is on his back and it is long and slender much like a katana with a rigid edge. His steam gun is simply made of many pipes jutting in all directions. Both of his arms are covered in metal armour, except the left arm ends at the elbow and the right extends to the shoulder and has multiple spikes jutting out. His lower body consits of long black pants that covers most of his feet; they drag on the ground as he walks. He wears black armour toed boots with leather stained a deep green as the bases. Overall his character is very dark, while comic and confused most of the time.

[Magus]

A newcomer to the roleplay. I hope I'm still welcome. (I'm also glad to see background music, I like to add atmosphere to roleplaying.)

Name: Vasalowe
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Class: Flick Reaper
Level: 32
Appearance: http://kamui.pandorinadesign.com/kamui_ ... amui61.jpg

[The Demon Of White Fire]

Name: damon A.K.A. "The Demon Of White Fire" a PKK
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Class: Flick Reaper
Level: 59
Appearance
when I am not PKKing
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v722/ ... theboy.jpg
when I am PKKing
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v722/ ... mith/k.jpg

[Marioshinobi]

Name: ??? (Zero)
Age: Unknown
Gender: Unknown
Class: Unknown
Level: Unknown
Appearance: http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/3765/standkq9.jpg

History: It's unknown if the figure is a event in itself or if it is a player, never logs off yet it is unknown of it's origins. Yet it seems to move around without the need of a chaos gate, black liquid orbs following it wherever it goes and the sounds of screams following as he appears within a area. The figure has shown signs of IQ and life by dubbing itself 'Zero', which means nothing. Hidden behind a mask and it's identity is a mystery as the name above is nothing but random symbols, which if a hacker knew how to translate it would still become Zero. What it is and what it is meant to do within 'The World' is a mystery that is usually talked about within the forums, for it had appeared only recently after the incident that caused some calamity among the game and people

[baysrd07]

Chaos-Shadow-7 (character name)
job: Brandish (commonly seen using the rapid attack heavy blades, instead of the hold and release ones)
Level 50
description: black armor with a red pattern in it. Hair is brown and spiky. Eyes are red. Skin tone is white, but not albino white.
back story: A decently skilled player that hasn't been playing for a month. (missed the events of .hack//LOCKED). Wears the same hacked hat that Shadow Wolf wore, and is a member of his guild. When he'd received an email that said that Shadow had been banned, he was also given the notice that, as the eldest member of the guild, he would recieve leadership of it. He didn't know what had caused Shadow to get banned, but took on his new role as leader of the guild willingly.

He has no way of contacting Shadow... he only knows that there are some... invitations that are still awaiting a reply from. He had heard a few things about Glace and their team from looking at their player information, which had been stored by Shadow in the guild hall. Before the banning, shadow had left a few details about each of them on the guild bulletin board for Chaos to read. The one that interested him most was the note about Glace... and a story he had wrote about a boy named "Adam", however the story only got to the part about Shadow and Glace meeting the boy "Adam", and the rest had apparently been deleted by an admin (before the information that got him banned was ever known).

Chaos had decided that if he was going to be the master of a guild, he may as well re-acquaint himself with the controls of the game, having been gone for a while. He copies the member address for Glace and waits for him to log-in. Upon receiving the notice that Glace had logged in, Chaos leaves the guild hall and goes to the chaos gate so as to introduce himself to Glace.

[AlphaBlades]

Name: Ao
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Class: Partisan
Level: 47
Appearance: A long white cloth over coat covers his body down to his feet and is neatly buttoned closed. The fastens come from the top of the coat to his waist and the bottem flaps are free flowing and often blow in the breeze. Under this is a white shirt and black pants, both made of the same material. The trims of his shirt and coat is a sort of tribal design in blue color while the edges of his pants were a deep emerald. His hair is a dull white in contrast to the color of his attire. In a same contrast his eyes shine a pale bluish-green against his hair, his unique eye color is also what inspired his choice of a name.

His weapon, although rare amung common Partisans (Even so far to say unique) Is a silver poled Halberd. The shaft is encrusted with gold designs while the single curved blade gleams a bright silver tint in the sun. Nothing of this weapon seems to spin or turn like most, almost all, Partisan drills.. But there is good reason for that.

Character Backround: The World once lost interest to Ao many months ago. He heard rumors of it being more than just a game, but though his own experiences he found nothing to back up the claim. He thought the Gods may have given him a bitter-sweet reward when only a month after he quit, several players were put into comas. His answers seemed to be evident now, but for the entire time of the incident, CC Corp locked out all players that were not already involved.

Now, many months after Ao has once again logged in with a new fire in his eyes. The tales he heard were true, there was no doubt.. It was only a matter of time before he would uncover their secrets for himself..

[wave killer]

(I'm late as usual, can't wait to see what Myrddraal's fate is!)

Name: Myrddraal (The Dark One)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Class: Unable to clarify
Level: Unable to clarify/ approximately 150
Appearence: Unknown/ viral infection detected
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Within the bowels of The World's systems, inside a sky-like void, a rebirth was under way. The only source of light was emitting from a rising sun on the horizon. The lighting was weak but enough to reveal a cluster of black dots bubbling and taking a human shape. It was still to hard to make heads or tails on who it was, but who or what ever it was, didn't look the least bit friendly.

A small chunk of the black cluster breaks off from and floats over to the side. Slowly the small piece grew into a an odd shape, but later on forms into the AIDA, Anna. It faces the the cluster beside it, groaning as if it was pain.

"Damn child, nearly getting himself killed like that! I better get some kind of reward out of this!" it complained. No soon after another another stream of black dots appears before the Anna. A ghost like body of Nymph appears before the large AIDA.

"Oh well," Anna replied. "At least the plan worked. Make my puppet become this anti-social teen's friend, and he falls right into my hands."

The body of Nymph dissolves into a few small black dots and completely disappears. The AIDA doesn't pay it much mind and merely floats back beside the human shaped cluster. "She's expecting big things from you, so don't screw up!"

The large AIDA turns back into a large amount of black dots and mixes into the cluster again. The void was silent as before, the 'thing' showing barely to no life at all. There were times when the body's finger would twitched, but that would stop after only a couple of seconds. Sight alone would make one think if this mass of AIDA was either alive or dead.

"Myrddraal?"

A soft woman's voice echoed in the endless darkness. The cluster flinches by the sound of the voice.

"Myrddraal? It's time to wake up. I have something for you to do for me."
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Myrddraal awakens to see that his body was somehow covered in a pair of white bed sheets. He merely stares at the sheets before rising up and becomes shocked at the sight before him. Red walls, white ceiling with a large fan, an oak wooden desk hold a large computer terminal, a plasma screen TV at the other side of the bed. It couldn't be. There was no possible way. . . .

"This. . . this my room!"

The boy was shocked beyond belief. He could remember killing Nymph, then sinking in some black hole, and then. . . . nothing.

Was that all just a bad nightmare?

No, it could be. Myrddraal could remember clearly feeling himself being attacked by someone. He could remember himself yelling at someone and another's voice telling him to "keep fighting!" But dammit he could remember what happened!

The boy took a huge deep breath before calming himself down. He was thinking to much, and needed to get some fresh air. Maybe then he could straighten this out and get some answers. But by the time he plants his foot down to the ground, the sound a metal clinging together filled his ears.

Myrddraal froze. The sound alone had brought the memories of him wearing armor before, but he did his best to think of a logical reason for what he heard. He slowly looks down to see that he was wearing some odd pair of black boots with toxic green bars connected to a thick bar in the same color, wrapped around his feet. His legs were also wrapped in some root like objects with the same green color, covering what only could be described as fissures of black rock, with neon green in between the cracks.

No words were heard from the boy, but he could feel his eyes widen. He didn't want to look at the rest of his body. But like anyone near a car wreck, he couldn't look away. His hands weren't hands any more, now they were these giant, two fingered, black claws with the same neon green color trailing down his inside of his fingers and to a toxic green eye in the middle of his palm. That eye also had a stream of neon green to it's side and reached all the way to the back of his hand to form a green diamond shape with rusted brown outlines. The rest of his arm had the same fissure look like his legs, only instead of the "roots" his arms were covered with black iron platings with a row of five, twin fins beside one another.

The shoulders were only a cap with the neon green cracks traveling along the bottom, a tube like spike resting on the backs of his shoulder blade. His upper chest had a golden hexagon with rusted chains wrapped around, his abs was covered black with narrow, green lines revolving around his waist but end near a pewter rib cage like armor piece.

Myrddraal reached around his back to feel a lumpy, metal guard following down his spine. What he could see was the insect wing like pattern that covered his back, along with the small curved spikes traveling along his spine. Now there was only one place left to check.

The Brandish got up and approached the TV. He did have a mirror in his room, so this the next best thing. His entire head was encased in a charcoal black, wicked curved helm that hid his face behind a a blanket of darkness. He could see his neck was covered in a dark grey leather, but when he touches it he could see that it was his own skin!

The boy didn't move, speak, or even think. He just continued to stare at the monster he had became.

"Do not be afraid. . ."

Myrddraal turns around to see no one was there. Now he was hearing voices, he thought he was going crazy. "W-w-who's there?"

"A friend. . . someone who is here for you. . ."

". . . Wha- what happened to my body! Are you the one who turned me into this. . . this THING!!"

"I'm afraid I cannot answer that question. Since your in no position to order me."

"It's true isn't it? Who are you, what have you done to me!?! What is this place!?!"

The voice didn't answer him this time. Myrddraal could feel the anger building up inside him. "ANSWER ME!!!"

The Brandish spots the main door that would lead him out of this. . . this nightmare and storms over to it. He opens it and sees an all to familiar setting.

It was one of the grassland fields found in The World.

[Background music: Junkyousha no Yubi, .hack//Roots]

If Myrddraal's eyes weren't wide enough they were now. This couldn't be, he just exited his room! How was it possible he was in The World!? What the hell was going on!?!

His foot steps into the field, the "A" note rangs in his ears. All of a sudden Myrddraal couldn't feel the rest of his body, his mind was beginning to go blank. 'What the? What's happening to me!!'

'Wait this feeling. . . I felt it before! . . . . No. . . not again!! It's happening again, I'm losing control!! I'm becoming a monster again!!'

Myrddraal fought to regain control of his body, but only to discover that it was a losing battle. His hands had found their way around the Brandish's neck. Weither it was the boy or the beast within his body was hard to tell.

Two red eyes glowed within the helm, Myrddraal lets go of his neck before falling to his sides. Those same hands were raised again but up to his face this time. The finger grouped together to form into fists, a small chuckle came from the Brandish. The chuckling then broke out into an all twisted, maniacal laughter.

Myrddraal, or who ever this was now, ached his back and laughed up to the heavens above. Black dot AIDAs formed around below his feet, dragging him down like a sinking ship. But his laughing only continued, until he was completely gone.

His echo still could be heard in the far background.

[Dimitri]

(OOC I'm back )

Name: Dex
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Class: Grappler
Level: 97
Appearance:
Character Info: Dex was one of the Locked ones from a few months ago but awoke with the others after the final battle was over. Dex returned to the world to find out more about what happened. He improved his fighting skills to better prepare himself.

[AngelofFate]

Name:Rowen
Age:20
Gender:male
Class:Harvest Cleric
Level:72
Apeperance:Has dark ebony hair and symbols apon his body.Likes to wear extremly dark cloakes as partial equip.Wields a spear like looking staff and has purple eyes.
History:Was one of the original coma victims within "The World"R:1.
Was a wavemaster know was Darklight.Use to be a happy and cheerful guy turned very solomn and derpressed.His character name and his real name are named after trees.

[Ty09]

Can I join?

Name: Serena
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Class: Wave master
Level: 50
Guild: (Can I add this?) Wingless angels
apparance: long blue hair, and bluish eyes, she wears a Yukata that is sky blue with the picture of wings on the front, she also has blue slippers. The yukata ends above her knee
Weapon: long blue staff with five feathers on the top that have blue

[Shikuza_Ame]

((OOC: @Twilight Gaiden: There is no officail level lock, but I would like it if the max right now was Lv80. Also, I'm glad many joined and I will try to make this RP as entertaining as possible. It seems like Kite_2000 might arrive a bit late, but she will be joining us.))

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Mac.Anu

Glace reached the fountain located near the root town entrence. He stopped and looked up, starring at the long black tower that stood in front of him. The tower formed a long shadow that stretched from afar.

I guess I should just wait here. He thought as he crossed his arms. I wonder how long they'll take.

Glace walked towards a crate near to him and he leaned on it. Several passing players noticed him and instantly knew he was waiting for someone. This realization made Glace a little uncomfortable.

"Hm...I guess...I guess it doesn feel as bad to have returned." I whispered. "I think I actually missed this place all along. Hehe."

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A dark room


Three strangers stood inside a small dark room. There was a little light coming from two floating screens behind them. The third figure, which was also the biggest and most darkest of the three sat down on what looked like a big chair that resembled that of a King's.

His chair turned, giving his back on the other two strangers. Then the he spoke in a dark tone.

"Lets get the arena prepared for the festivity. I can't wait to see what information we'll gain this time." He said.

"Yes sir" Both players answered and vanished immediatly.

((Oh sorry for the hold back you guys. You can start to RP now!))

[baysrd07]

Chaos, noticing the area clearing a little from the commotion of the other players, spotted Glace's name on top of his PC and stealthily follows him like a ninja. Once Glace reached the fountain, he walks over and decides to introduce myself. "Hello... I am Chaos of the Guild "Shadows of Eternity". I read a few things about you on the guild BBS Shadow had started before he was banned. I've just come by to say that, since the guild's member list is growing smaller with each day that goes by, I would be grateful if you joined." Chaos states with a smile, his hand stretched out for a hand-shake.

[AlphaBlades]

"It's been a long time.." A figure said in the solemn room of some standard apartment. "Maybe too long..."

He seemed alone, at least for the time being, but this didn't matter. His attention and his words were fixated on one object.. Perhaps the most important object in his life.. At least for the time being.

The man, one in his early twenties, sat down at a chair placed in front of an average computer. It wasn't this that caught his attention so adamantly, it was what it held. More specifcally, the one game that in it of itself blurred the very line that defined reality and fantasy.

"Welcome to 'The World.' " He said aloud, absentmindly. The words mused in his head for a small moment, though he thought nothing of them at the time. Time, he chuckled within his head. .. Time was nonexistant now. Time had no property over him as long as he sat here, in this realm.

As he heard the fimilar buzz of the machine coming to life, the man placed the Front Mount Display, or more comminly titled FMD, onto his head. For lack of a better description it was this device that diverged the previous noted line. With this, the man was no longer in a solemn room but instead a new world. A world that had recently regained his attention.

After a small moment of passwords and user names and mindless babble of some BBS forums (Including some topics of people acting in stories dubbed 'role plays' .. Why someone would spend hours in such nonsense was beyond him.. But that was never the point.) He was finally face to face with his final goal.

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Ao grinned inwardly as a particularly strong gust of wind blew past his face by the door to the dome in front of him was opened by some random adventerers. His body rushed with the feeling, an old feeling from a past life. He looked down at his body, his grin become more apparant. This body was months old, maybe even a year old but still just the same as he left it. He even found amusment as his old worries came back from the dead. He had no heavy armor to speak of which left him more vunerable than other players of his class and the absense also negated any special HP bonus the armor may have brought. Though, like many times before, his mind found reasurance in the fact that he may be weaker in defense.. But was not better in speed. He wouldn't have to worry about taking the brunt of a Brandish if the wielder could never hit him to begin with. This, in combination with his perticularly sturdy Halberd had made a near-perfect defensive/offensive style for him. One that he used in great relish against players who were already taken back by the unique look of the Partisan.

The only sad thought, and a passing one at that, was the fact he was a relativly low level compared to some of these 'elitists' though he again calmed himself with the facts that skill was more apparant in this game than the actual levels.. He just hoped he hadn't dulled over the many many months.

Ao began to walk forward as he took in all the sights and sounds once again, all the while wondering what he should do first... After all, the hardest step to any journey was the first step..

[Magus]

So this is [The World] after three months of turmoil, a Flick Reaper observed as cerulean rings rendered his red-clad figure by Mac Anu's Chaos Gate; from all black collar to boots, not a single part of his body was exposed save for his fair-skinned hands, a golden, coffin-shaped clasp holding his long red coat closed. As his impassive, indigo eyes surveyed the landscape of the Delta Server Root Town, Vasalowe realized the game's players had hardly changed at all-- on the surface. The bustling crowds were still as boisterous as they had been before the LockDown-- it was as if the incident had never occurred at all. It almost seemed as if there were more players than before, and he had to admit, the incident of three months ago was the reason he had been so quick to log in. He was off to investigate any information he might find related to the details of the recent incident; and so, a breeze tugging at the long strands of his ebon hair as he left the Dome, Vasalowe descended the steps toward Mac Anu's central square.

[Dimitri]

Real World
A guy tossed his text books onto his bed and sat down at his terminal.
"I wonder whats going on right now?"
The World
User Name: Dex
Password: *****
Logging in.....
Welcome to the World.
*Hmm, I have mail....wonder who sent me something*
"....a Tournament? I dont recall signing up for anything...Oh well, it might be interesting."
Mac Anu
Dex gated in and decided to take a look around before heading to the arena. As Dex was walking near the fountain he saw some people he thought he knew.
"Hey"Dex yelled,"Glace is that you? And Shadow too!" When he got up closer he noticed that the player beside Glace only resembled Shadow.
"Oh sorry, I thought you were someone else..."
He looked at Glace.
"Long time no see, what are you doing here?"

(OOC Btw, I was told I was in the tournament by Shikuza, so I'm not just stealing the spot )