Thread: ..::Iᴍᴍᴜʀᴇᴅ::.. [BᴏʙSᴀɢᴇᴛ & Iʀᴏɴɪᴄ]

It had been about a month or two since the end of the beta test. The game was figured to be an epitome of new release, the pinnacle of technology in the modern age and to put it simply it was an excessive amount of time and work put into place for something that was simply interpreted as 'another game'. Yet, for the workers behind Scheme Online it was everything they could ever have dreamed for. The Beta Test went smoothly, seemingly without a hitch. The players that managed to partake and join the exclusive lot referred to as 'Beaters' were far and few between. Ranging from high ranking officials from multi-billion dollar corporations, professional gamers, and in the case of Ronan a professional lurker of message boards that had become renowned for their knowledge of 'breaking games' by min-maxing and combining abilitiestraits that had not been seen before. As such they fixed small issues between combat methods in order to have better registration for combos, and minor glitches between monsters and creatures encountered within the first couple levels of the game. Yet, above all Scheme Online for the testers received nothing less than ultimate praise for the incredible advancements of gaming technology. Nothing of this magnitude had been attempted before, and for everyone involved it was a surreal experience. Being a tester as thanks he was provided with the necessary equipment to play the game upon release. All delivered to his home in a neatly designed white box with the necessities included. A copy of the game, the Nervegear itself and a personalized note directly to Ronan stating their appreciation for his work done during the beta test itself. It was all common, especially considering this wasn't the first game he had beta tested, but to be gifted with a brand new nerve gear system was relatively impressive considering the cost of the device was quite high. Yet, of course Ronan wasn't one to necessarily turn down free stuff. Afterall, free shit was better than paid shit. Ronan was a large figure in total standing about 6'3'' he wasn't the common 'beta tester' or 'gamer' depicted by gamer culture on forums and other outlets throughout the internet. He was broad shouldered with chiseled features and a relatively defined musculature across his body. He took care of himself both physically and mentally, and in the end it paid off. Considering his reaction times were much quicker, and he had a lot more energy for those long nights of gaming that he'd partake in quite often. With the full release of Scheme online, the only thing he could figure was that such practices and habits would only pay off...afterall how much would he really sleep in the next coming days? He wasn't one to generally play a game upon release for fear of bugs, but after being a beta tester for it...he figured it was safe enough for him to enjoy. Within the span of thirty minutes he had managed to place everything into the correct positions. Connecting the nerve gear up to his system he placed himself within the confines of his leather bound seat before pausing for a moment. Well, here goes nothing. A sharp breath of air through his nostrils as he breathed out between the his thinly formed lips as he placed the nerve gear atop his head. Tufts of bright white hair pressed downwards as the casing of the helmet-like device encapsulated his dome, as his eyes went blurry for a moment. A flash of bright light and then finally the welcoming screen. Welcome To Scheme Online. He paused for a moment allowing his senses to adjust to the screen and sudden influx of colors and sounds from the nerve gear and VR device before he looked forward. Settling his eyes on the text before him he was transferred to another screen posing the main question, 'Character Creation'. He settled upon a class archetype similar to his main one in other rpgs centered around blade usage on the frontlines. Commonly he took place as the damage center of many parties from his past gaming experience and thus he figured a sword wielder would do the job nicely. It was at that point he was addressed with a particular question that made him pause for a moment, it was possibly the most important decision of this characters existence that would surely decide the future of his adventures and ability to find apt party members for quests. Although, he was generally a solo player...you'd never know when you'd need a meat shield or two. Gender? He read over the option a few times in his head before figuring there was only one real option. He placed his bets on female as his appearance was regenerated. Altering the features enough to be unrecognizable from previous characters he donned a brunette haired woman with relatively defined features and a common armor set that left little to the imagination. The benefits of being a female in the stereotypical RPG vastly outweighed the males in his opinion. In PvP situations the smaller frame made it more difficult to be hit in combat, and many of the perverse and body crazed gamer boys were addicted to the idea of female companionship in video games. And thus, he could only presume he'd be showered with gifts and gear alike from the plethora of potentially horny male gamers throughout the Scheme Online's launch day. He figured that his name was uncommon enough that it wouldn't matter if it was placed on a female character and thus he placed the 'Ronan' as his players name of choice. In a matter of moments the flash of light that appeared before him once again hazed his vision. His senses dulled for a moment and within a matter of moments he entered the world. Momentarily the slender female appeared mid-air, having played the game for a number of hours during testing he managed to easily regain his footing before finding herself on the ground below. With an elegant display, a little too elegant, he managed to land on the ground with a flourish of twists and turns. The male PCs around her looked towards the woman before them with eyes filled with a mixture of excitement, wonder and lust. As if this was the first time they had seen a woman. Imbeciles. The thought crossed her mind, as if to milk the attention she turned to the closest figure and winked in his direction only to view the reaction that soon followed. A small laugh escaped his lips as the male player beside her could barely contain the profuse rouge tint that developed upon his cheeks before Ronan began to part ways. Figuring that some additions would've been made for combat he quickly made his way towards the fields on the outskirts of the beginner town he wasn't one to waste time and even as a solo player at a low level, the boars that surrounded the town were easily dealt with regardless of level for the average player. Within a matter of moments the first unlucky batch of numbers presented itself before her. The 1's and 0's that made up the boar before her were unlucky to say the least as Ronan drew her blade from over her shoulder. The blade was lighter than he recalled during the beta testing, a nice change to the game for he recalled his arms were sore even leaving the game from having to lug the metal blade around for hours. The boar didn't hesitate to strike as it charged forward, Ronan managed to tilt just in time to the side placing a hand on the back of the hilt whilst his right hand grasped the handle driving the tip of his sword directly into the side of the boar. The creature screeched, all too familiar to her from hunting boars during his beta days. Within a matter of moments the creature erupted into a pattern of mismatched blue and white crystals into the sky seemingly to disappear from existence altogether. The prompt that soon followed congratulated her for his first slay, and awarded her exp, gold and a partial quantity of the boars skin. A small smile appeared on her lips. It was as if the game allowed his muscles to remember reaction times, giving her a slight upper hand over the general population. After having been one of the top testers during the beta it was all too natural for him to jump into the game once more, to say the least...the world became suddenly significantly easier for her. This should be fun. The soft feminine voice that escaped his lips caught him off guard if only for a moment before she smiled once more. Realizing that she had taken the appearance of a female made it all the more natural for him to begin hunting, male PCs would allow her to get the last hit as if the hope of her joining there party would arise, yet of course Ronan had standards for party members. Afterall, he wouldn't allow just anyone to play alongside her for fear of being bogged down. A single strike to a boar that had lunged towards him and the unfamiliar sensation of being lifted into the air occurred. Feet scrambling as if a futile attempt to regain footing only to find herself gone within a flash of light. Reappearing in the center of town she found herself uncertain and above all confused as to what exactly had happened. World event? The thought crossed her mind as she noticed the entirety of the server seemed to have relocated to the town center as well, it wasn't something that she had encountered during the serve event thus he wasn't exactly prepared for it. Yet, to have the players forcibly transferred to another location without something as simple as a prompt was unheard of, not only would it absolutely freak out the newbies, but the sensation would surely throw many players off their game. The sudden appearance of a large overbearing figure caused her to stir internally if only for a moment. Ominous was almost an understatement as the large masked figure spoke, seemingly the only thing she could compare it to would be 'the grim reaper himself'. The words that came from the direction of the behemoth made very little sense to her, uncertain of what to make of them. Trapped. Forever. Body. Transfer. Death. Permanent. These were the few words that she latched onto mentally as the surreal experience of being in this game suddenly caught up to her....this was no longer a game. This was a means of life or death, this was a new world of which she was reborn into. Ronan had signed up for an enjoyable experience traversing dungeons and building new bonds as a potential leading figure on the game servers, not a life or death situation in which something as simple as a bad timing against a simple mob or monster could result in his permanent execution. Tsk. The audible sound of dismay escaped her lips for a moment as the figure disappeared into nothingness. She redirected her gaze across the players as the echos and cries of their dismay roared across the scene before her. The bellows all resounded in one simple fact, no one was ready for what was to come and at the same time they were all forced into a world and situation in which they did not agree. Ronan did figure one thing...the last ones to escape would be at the largest deficit. Ronan had not the time or luxury of waiting around to cry and whine. She figured the only way of escape was to clear the dungeons as quickly as possible, thusly waiting around would do nothing other than slow her down. Swiveling around on the balls of her feet the barely armor covered female charged backwards through the crowd shoving players aside that were in direct line onto the outskirts of the internal roads of the town center. Pushing figures ranging from all sizes until ultimately she met a figure of a male shrouded beneath a hood and face cloak. A rogue? Not common during the beta...they were too fragile to play...but maybe they made additions. The thought crossed her mind momentarily but in the end she pressed a hand against the slightly taller figures shoulder as she shoved her aside as well. Noticing that after taking the appearance of a female even Ronan's height had been altered significantly. Move! She angrily exclaimed, her voice soft and innocent yet with the hint of a hoarse tone filled with anger and immediacy. High levels of strength allowing her to shove the rogue-like figure aside as she dashed forward within the depths of the town. She'd need to make it out of the starter town as quick as possible or she'd be heavily bogged down by the traffic of players scavenging the boars in the surrounding area. Leveling would be difficult with so many players fearing to explore into higher level territory and thus the availability of boars would be extremely scarce. Metal shook with an excessive and loud clashing sound as she dashed forward through the streets, it was only a matter of seconds before she made it to the western gate of the town, a long winding road opened up before her that would ultimately lead to the next town on this level. In her case, this would be her upper hand. The knowledge gained from playing the beta allowed her to understand the game on a level that far exceeded the average player, and thus her advantages became all the more prevalent. A blade appeared in her hand as she pulled it from the sheath strapped across her back. The tip of the blade dragged across the stone flooring beneath her as she charged into the open field of boars before her. Slashing with ease. One. Two. Three. She counted the boars mentally as she struck them down in a flurry of blows and combos, allowing their fragmented existence and flashy orbs to drop to the ground as she acquired their essence and gold. She was well on her way to the next town, and like hell would she allow anything to stop her. I'll clear this game, even if I have to do it alone.