Abaddon

[Sarxous]

Name: Abaddon
Age: 15
Sex: Male
Height: 5'8

Race: Human

Job: Adept Rogue
Adept Rogues are eventually able to equip various weapons and magic. However, each weapon must be learned separately and require time, but the training will eventually pay off making them high adaptable in any situation.
Job Advancements: Weapon of choice ((Level 25)), Weapon of choice ((Level 50))
Starting Status: 0.75
Starting Weapon: Weapon of choice (x0.75)

Faction: Teutates the Pursuers.

Physical Description: Unlike most users in “The World” Abaddon has some meat on his bones, making him fairly fast and strong. His skin is an ebony color and orange waves are painted from under his bright piercing red eyes and down his round cheeks. His face is somewhat relaxed, and it always looks as if he is staring into space or is deep in a daydream. He has average height and weight for a fifteen year old. Apart from the waves on his cheeks there are also some wing-esque wave patterns on his shoulders and other twisting down his back and stomach.

Clothing: Abaddon wears average newbie garments. Almost his entire outfit is light armor and fifty percent of it leaves his bare skin exposed. On his upper body he wears a short grey jacket with black waves written on it. The collar is composed of fluffy brown hair cut of some creature. Under this jacket he wears a black sleeveless shirt which ends under his pictorials. On his lower body two loosely tied belts support black baggy pants which are tucked into his a black leather boot lined with grey. Black and grey metal gauntlets are strapped to his wrists and grey leather gloves complete the outfit.

Personality: Abaddon’s online personality and his offline one are one in the same. He is a amateur programmer who was attracted to “The World” because of it’s unique programming language. His goal is to research this language, and to investigate the legend of the Dot Hackers which occurred some years before he started playing “The World.” He isn’t a very social child and spends most of his time alone, but has no problem conversing with other players and joining parties. When alone he is staring off into space, deep in thought, looking almost depressed. When greeted his disposition changes to that of a normal child who likes to have fun. Most people would view him as a normal teen, but his closer friends know better.

Techniques and Abilities:

• Death

Inventory:

• Basic Scythe (x0.75)

Other info: Theme Song: Hard Candy - "Big Sand"

Writing example: Abaddon gated onto a rocky platform that floated over top of a never ending void. All around him where stands full of people cheering; Cheering, for his defeat. Usually, in the demon palace tournament people battled in groups of three. Abaddon didn’t know that considering this was his first demon palace tournament battle. He was dripping beads of sweat from behind his terminal. Three players warped in about ten feet ahead of him on another circular platform. Abaddon heard the announcer bellow “Welcome team Minerva.”

Abaddon slowly looked up to see his opponents. The leader was a female, level 25. She was an incredibly skinny Conjurer. She was garbed in a long white dress and her jet black hair fell to her waist as well as covered her eyes though you could still catch a glance at would looked like gleaming violet orbs. Hey teammates were both male and blade brandiers. This was certainly an odd party configuration. Usually the magic caster plays the supporting role while a swift character pummels the character and a slow character uses skills. Abaddon didn’t have time to think this over before the host of the tournament yelled “Begin.”

The female leader slowly extended her finger towards Abaddon while both the males stood behind her. Abaddon watched as vibrant orb of energy formed and danced around her finger tip. She tensed up her hand letting the ball zoom towards Abaddon. The black haired rouge recognized the threat and strafed to the side to dodge the orb, which exploded on contact with the ground but didn’t damage it. The female tensed up her hand again and this time made an orb for every finger tip. Abaddon sucked his teeth, and surveyed his surroundings. There numerous rocky platforms floating ahead.

He jumped upwards dodging the first orb. Landing on the first platform he jumped to the next avoiding the next two. He continued upwards until one of the blade brandiers’ blocked his path. He was covered in crimson light armor and had the eyes to match. He smiled cheerily and smashed the bottom of his katana into Abaddon’s jaw sending him over the edge of the platform and three stories over the main platform. The conjuress took this opportunity to attack, firing one of her orbs right into the airborne Abaddon.

The ball of energy stuck him in the back and produced a fine smoke trail as he fell back to the earth. He landed stomach down on the platform and turned grey…

Game over.

[Sarxous]

Sadly, the battle/stat system is undergoing some changes so roleplaying is prohibited. Enjoy your time in "The World"