- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- One post per day
- 1-3 posts per week
- Online Availability
- Almost every day
- Writing Levels
- Elementary
- Intermediate
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Fantasy, medieval fantasy, vampires and other supernatural creatures, magical, yaoi, mature, romance, horror. I also have a thing for darker themes. More than everything I love varied roleplays, with comedy, drama, action and dark things all thrown in.
Usagi dropped his bag on the floor after giving his mother a quick kiss on the head as a greeting. It was 5pm. An hour had passed since he finished his classes for the day, and after hanging out with his best friend and completely losing track of time, now he was an hour late for his appointment on the internet.
The little boy (little quite literally, standing at a mere 1,60m of height) had been a volunteer betatester for Tyradonnia Online for a couple of months now, a developing vmmorpg. Normal PC mmos were a thing of the past. Any game aspiring to reach some fame now had to be compatible with the virtual helmet system, a.k.a. the VHS. And Tyradonnia was going to be the first game ever developed for the VHS only, instead of an adaptation from some other PC game.
Laying on his bed, his long black hair all over his pillow, Raiko closed is honey-colored eyes and put on the VHS, then logged in to the game.
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Korrai, the fearsome shield of the Seven Rocks -or that's how he liked to call himself- appeared in the middle of a wasteland, two meters tall of a body well formed with big virtual muscles, his long blue hair tied up in a ponytail, his red eyes shining with determination. He could put his shield in front of him just in time to resist the tackle of a Gerenian, some weird cross between a dog and a T-Rex. He liked to think the concept artists of Tyradonnia were in drugs when creating the mobs. He raised his sword, and with a single cut from side to side, the Gerenian died in a shower of sparkles, said effect designed to not to make the game too gruesome. He looked around for his companion."
"Fuck, I can't see him. Maybe he got tired of waiting and left without me." he thought biting his lip.
The little boy (little quite literally, standing at a mere 1,60m of height) had been a volunteer betatester for Tyradonnia Online for a couple of months now, a developing vmmorpg. Normal PC mmos were a thing of the past. Any game aspiring to reach some fame now had to be compatible with the virtual helmet system, a.k.a. the VHS. And Tyradonnia was going to be the first game ever developed for the VHS only, instead of an adaptation from some other PC game.
Laying on his bed, his long black hair all over his pillow, Raiko closed is honey-colored eyes and put on the VHS, then logged in to the game.
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-
Korrai, the fearsome shield of the Seven Rocks -or that's how he liked to call himself- appeared in the middle of a wasteland, two meters tall of a body well formed with big virtual muscles, his long blue hair tied up in a ponytail, his red eyes shining with determination. He could put his shield in front of him just in time to resist the tackle of a Gerenian, some weird cross between a dog and a T-Rex. He liked to think the concept artists of Tyradonnia were in drugs when creating the mobs. He raised his sword, and with a single cut from side to side, the Gerenian died in a shower of sparkles, said effect designed to not to make the game too gruesome. He looked around for his companion."
"Fuck, I can't see him. Maybe he got tired of waiting and left without me." he thought biting his lip.
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