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_________FULL NAME ▪▫ Kouta Shion
_________GENDER ▪▫ Male
_________AGE ▪▫ Nineteen
_________HEIGHT ▪▫ 5' 11"
_________WEIGHT ▪▫ 146 lbs, 7 oz
_________SEXUAL ORIENTATION ▪▫ Heterosexual
_________APPEARANCE ▪▫ Kouta Shion is an average youth with average looks. He has an unkempt mop of medium black hair and hardly cares of tidying it up or keeping it neat. He cuts it himself because he's too lazy to go out and have it done for him, almost ironically. His physique is quite average. Not tall, not short. Not too lean, not too fat, just normal. For one who does not go out much, one could wonder how this is such. He has no real distinct features save for his unsually blue eyes and a scar running along his back, which none besides himself know of. Oh, and he wears glasses. Little detail.
_________PERSONALITY ▪▫ Kouta is a bit of a loner, but other than that, an average person. He is good enough in school, showing that he's not too dumb, but doesn't do too well, either because he really can't or that he just doesn't care for trying. It's difficult to say. He doesn't particularly have many friends, and doesn't particularly care about making any. He's a nice enough guy, not that any would really know it, and is a genuinely good person... He just doesn't know how to express it. He is reclusive, which has led to his seclusion to the internet, and his persona is only a slightly more confident person there. There he shows his true nature, though even so, he's still a bit of a loner and still a bit of an average guy. All in all, he's... boring.
_________BIOGRAPHY ▪▫ Even from the time he was born, it could be said that Kouta Shion was destined to live the life that he did. He was born and raised in Osaka, Japan, though the term "raised" is quite questionable. Kouta's parents were kind, but they were not his parents. They didn't love him, they put up with him. They didn't support him, they led him. There wasn't a reason to raise this boy. Their daughter was all they needed. She was perfect. This boy raised himself. Kouta grew distant from his family, even his sister, who truly loved and cared for him. He didn't want to disappoint her, so instead, he just pushed her out of his life.
By the age of 10, he'd already be off to school before anyone woke up, then after, in his room until everyone fell asleep. Truthfully, his parents were worried occasionally, but his grades were passable and his attitude was subservient, never challenging them or disobeying them, so they saw no reason for change. He loathed it. School, against the norms of a modern standard, was something he grew to crave, something he longed for every day. It was a chance to leave his home and be him, not that he was any different there. He behaved the same, quiet and introverted, but he loved just being there. He loved being around people, or more specifically, people that weren't his family. Every morning in high school, Kouta's day would be this: He'd wake up before the sun rose, got ready for school, then he'd be off; He'd take his time walking to school, taking in everything, watching everything, hearing everything; He'd reach school by the time the sun was finally shining, and sit on the third bench on the east side of the school's courtyard; Then he'd simply sit there and watch everyone pass, going into school. This was something he did for three years. He knew every single person that went to his school. He might not know their name, but he knew who they were. This routine of his is how he made the only friends he had. Four of them. When they really became friends, they'd sit with him there every morning too. He was content with this life.
But everyday, when Kouta returned home, it was like a different world. He never held a smile, and almost never said a word. He took to computers and the internet to bide his time when there was no homework to be done, and there, as well, he held as a far greater place than the one he occupied. It was like the outside world, so many people, so many things to do, just all incased in an electronic, digital form. He'd talk to his friends and played games with them. He'd even make new online friends. He could have them right there with him. This became his catalyst. Every new game that would come out, he would play, even if he could only played by himself. Every morning, go to school. After that, play games until the eve of dawn. Sleep for as long as he could, then repeat. Kouta loved this. He loved this almost too much, but he continued this. He played a plethora of games and widened his repertoire to even go as far as importing western games that he couldn't even understand, but still had too much fun playing.
Then, something new was coming out. A new technology for a new way to play games. To play with tools was one thing. You accustomed to it, you learned its ins and outs and grew to master it. But to play a game using your whole body; A whole new experience. A new challenge and a new fun. Kouta had to have this new Nerve Gear... But he didn't have the money for this. He weighed the options and he had to break one of his fundamental principles. He actually had to ask his parents for help. He never asked his parents for anything. But this... this was different. This wasn't something he wanted, this was something he needed. Nerve Gear. Sword Art Online. They struck his ears like the sweet melody of Orpheus himself. He hated it, but he had to ask his parents. They wouldn't do it. After everything. He had never done anything wrong, and still... Kouta cried that night. One of the first times in years-- actually, the first time since he was boy. They continued to torment him; To demonstrate what they thought of him. He was nothing.
Two days later, there was a knock at his door. There was never a knock at his door. It was his sister. She held for him a box and in that box... He smiled. He had thrown her aside. He pushed her away, trying to get her as far away from him as possible, and still... she loved him. This is the only time in his life that Kouta had ever hugged anyone. He didn't want to let her go. Maybe it would make up for all of the years. He thanked her. He smiled the most truthful smile in his life, and then he was off. Off to a new world. Only 1000 players would be beta-testers for Sword Art Online. He had to get in, and thankfully, he did. Even though his friends, unfortunately, didn't make it, he still was as happy as could be. He finally made it. To Nerve Gear. To Full Dive. To Aincrad. To Sword Art Online...
During the Beta, SAO was all that Kouta ate, breathed, and lived for. He grew accustomed to this new way of playing, and he couldn't get enough of it. He was literally being taken to another world, like no other game could do for him. By the end of it, the beta testers had only gone through eight floors. He needed more. He wanted to go all the way. After the Beta, things weren't the same. Life seemed dull, his body felt weak. He anticipated each day toward the game's release with bated breath. He got to pre-order the game, being a beta tester, but his friends needed to get one. Kouta and his friends waited in line days in advance. There was no other choice if he wanted them to get a copy, and better yet, this time he had his friends there with him, experiencing this world that he grew to wish replaced his own. November 6th could not have come any faster. 1 PM, the servers went online, and... he was back...
But it wasn't the same. This game... This game turned to a game of life or death. It wasn't just about having fun, it wasn't about a new experience. You win, or you die. Within the first month of the game's release, 2000 players were already dead. Kouta was fine. All of his friends from school had died. He had to survive. He needed to get back. For once, this world... No. He didn't want to go back to the real world. He still loved this world. He didn't want to go back, but he needed to. He needed to see his sister's face one more time. Just once. One more hug to make up for all of the years gone by. Sword Art Online... Kouta was determined. He would make it. He would live. He had to.
_________THEME SONG ▪▫ Rush : UVERworld
_________LITERACY ▪▫ ...Intermediate to advanced? Derp . _.
_________TEXT COLOR ▪▫ Dark Goldenrod
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_________AVATAR NAME ▪▫ Nox
_________EARNED TITLE ▪▫ « None »
_________GUILD ▪▫ « None »
_________APPEARANCE ▪▫ Nox's appearance isn't of any major difference than his real life look. He is just a few inches taller, being just over six feet. His hair is only slightly more messy... somehow, and his wellness is more muscular and fit. He is a bit sharper and of a more handsome look, but that just comes with being more fit. His blue eyes have changed to a deep yellow-gold, and are a bit more lively and sharp, seeming more focused and serious, his glasses no longer necessary. Though he would have liked if it wasn't so, his scar also is on his avatar, though a bit more... "dramatic". He tends to wear a lot of items with hoods, wanting to try and stay as inconspicuous as possible. He stays light, hating clunky, heavy items and would rather go with no armor at all than be forced into heavy gear. A bit too stubborn on that aspect. Shields, armor, greaves, helmets. He never equips them. Even if they're beneficial, he doesn't like how they feel or look.
_________PERSONALITY ▪▫ A reserved individual, Nox is not one to start conflicts. That being so, he is not one to back down or give in, and he most certainly is not one to hold back, but only if the situation calls for it. He is no fool. If he can see the situation is taking a turn for the worse, he'll be the first to try and save his tail. It isn't retreating, it's advancing toward future victory. No matter how much a bad name it'll get him, he has to look out for himself. Nonetheless, he is a fairly kind person. He's nice. He'll pay no attention to other's rude remarks, snarky comments, sarcastic interjections, or caustic words. Well... maybe he is less of a "kind" person and more of "doesn't-care-for-your-nonsense" kind of guy. He is secretive, holding much to himself, even from those he should trust, but he just doesn't want to risk opening himself up. Exposing yourself is weakness, and weakness is death. Nox keeps to himself, and dreads interacting with most others. He doesn't want them to burden him, nor he burden them. He'd prefer solo play as much as he can, but sometimes he is forced to partake in the activity of groups. He tries to make as little friends as possible, because he fears having to experience more of his friends dying. He might be a difficult person to acclimate to, but no matter what, he will not betray those few who he includes in his life. That is for certain. In such a difficult time, that is one of the few things he holds true. In all truth, Nox doesn't want the game to end. He doesn't want to leave this world, he loves it. To him it's "all that he has left", but he still works towards clearing floors because he doesn't want everyone else to suffer. Thousands of players being tormented by being trapped in this death game. He'll put that drive above his own, because even if he doesn't want to go back... he has to. He promised himself that.
_________GAME HISTORY
___________ FLOORS CLEARED
______________ ○ « None »
___________ BOSSES DEFEATED
______________ ○ « None »
___________ QUESTS COMPLETED
______________ ○ « None »
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_________LEVEL ▪▫ 7
_________EXPERIENCE POINTS ▪▫ 80 / 100
_________HEALTH POINTS ▪▫ 550 / 550
_________ARMOR ▪▫ 5
_________COL ▪▫ 1,000
_________STAT TOTAL ▪▫ 80 [85]
___________ Strength ▪▫ 6 | Power of strikes | Damage [+0]
___________ Defense ▪▫ 4 | Resistance against hits | Guard [+5]
___________ Stamina ▪▫ 7 | Length of ability | Endurance [+0]
___________ Agility ▪▫ 63 | Swiftness of movement | Evasion [+0]
_________SKILL MASTERY ▪▫ 80 [0]
___________ Combat ▪▫ 46 | 1000
___________ Non-Combat ▪▫ 4 | 1000
___________ Passive ▪▫ 24 | 1000
___________ Weapon ▪▫ 6 | 1000
_________EQUIP LIMIT ▪▫ 4 / 90
___________ CURRENT EQUIPMENT
___________ • 「Beta Dagger」
___________ • 「Beta Leather Cloak」
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_________TOTAL TECHNIQUE POINTS ▪▫ 200 [0]
_________COMBAT SKILLS
___________ • «Sprint» ▪▫
______________ ○ Effect: Allows the user to move at a pace much quicker than normal, but only for short periods of time. With greater mastery of the skill effectiveness is increased. Speed of movement and length of time increase with mastery.
______________ ○ EXP: 70 | 1000
___________ • «Acrobatics» ▪▫
______________ ○ Effect: Increases the user's ability to evade attacks. With greater mastery of the skill effectiveness is increased. With greater mastery jumping multiple times in the air and chain dodging is possible.
______________ ○ EXP: 70 | 1000
_________NON-COMBAT SKILLS
___________ • «Appraisal» ▪▫
______________ ○ Effect: This starting skill allows the user to identify a weapon, armor or item. Discovers hidden effects, displays creator (if applicable), displays stats, and locations to obtain (if applicable). With greater mastery of the skill effectiveness is increased.
______________ ○ EXP: 1 | 1000
_________PASSIVE SKILLS
___________ • «Delay» ▪▫
______________ ○ Effect: Allows users to disrupt an enemy attack allowing for a powerful counterattack. Useful when used in conjunction with very fast Sword Skills or with Switching in Parties. With greater mastery of the skill effectiveness is increased.
______________ ○ EXP: 50 | 1000
_________WEAPON SKILLS
___________ • «Sting» ▪▫ One-Handed Dagger
______________ ○ Range: Short
______________ ○ Type: Pierce
______________ ○ Effect: A simple sword skill aiming a single thrust at the enemy at high speed.
______________ ○ Damage: +5
______________ ○ Level Requirement: 1
______________ ○ EXP: 9 | 1000
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_________WEAPONS
___________ • 「Beta Dagger」 ▪▫ One-Handed Dagger
______________ ○ Rank: F
______________ ○ Range: Short
______________ ○ Type: Thrust
______________ ○ Attack: 5
______________ ○ Durability: ∞
______________ ○ Weight: 2
______________ ○ Level Requirement: 1
_________ARMOR
___________ • 「Beta Leather Cloak」 ▪▫
______________ ○ Rank: F
______________ ○ Placement: All
______________ ○ Type: Leather
______________ ○ Armor: 5
______________ ○ Defense: 5
______________ ○ Durability: ∞
______________ ○ Weight: 2
______________ ○ Level Requirement: 1
_________TOOLS
___________ • «Sword Art Online» Beginner Manual
______________ ○ Rank: F
______________ ○ Contains all basic knowledge needed for the game including, but not limited to: maps, monster data, item catalog.
___________ • Beta Starter Cooking Kit
______________ ○ Rank: F
______________ ○ Allows cooking of F Class ingredients and recipes.
___________ • Beta Starter Forging Kit
______________ ○ Rank: F
______________ ○ Allows forging and refining of F Class materials, weapons, and equipment.
___________ • Beta Starter Fishing Kit
______________ ○ Rank: F
______________ ○ Allows fishing of F Class targets.
___________ • Beta Good Luck Charm
______________ ○ Rank: S
______________ ○ A mysterious square metal charm with the kanji for "luck" etched on the surface. Seems to resonate with a subtle energy.
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