AGE
28
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HE/HIM
SEXUALITY
Straight
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Summoner
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Sept 22, 2022 7:38:43 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 22, 2022 7:38:43 GMT
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"From the US." Zhao replied, as they continued to make their way through the canyon, and the path having become extremely narrow now. Maybe for someone like Dakota, they could more or less fit, but someone as enormous Zhao had to make some compromises. She turned sideways and opted to crab-walk as he hissed through the pains - the main issue was his torso, his legs were fine. Moving his chest hurt, so did breathing, which came from the effort. But he could walk. His summon had opted for walking behind him and pushing him up.
"Do you know if there's any way to win this thing?" Zhao asked. "Did you get any instructions from the Earth chibi thing? I haven't gotten anything. Is there a point to all of this? I know that we should get stronger, that always seems implied in all games like this, but what would we becoming stronger for? Just survival, is it just that? Or is there some kind of final reward?"
"In a couple of mangas and webcomics, in situations like these, whoever got to the maximum level first or got to the highest floor of the tower or whatever, got to make a wish. Or they'd just become god, or something. I wonder if there's something like this going on in this situation." he continued, the worst of his pains having eased down into just a constant searing sizzle now that his body has self-coagulated for the most part and the blood was hardening.
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Sept 21, 2022 18:13:50 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 21, 2022 18:13:50 GMT
| Zhao blinked a few times, the charm effect having faded off. What had he just done? Why had he suddenly became gay for this guy? He almost felt like his body had been possessed by someone else, but he remembered everything. And worse of all:
He had been taken advantage of.
His former self couldn't have realized it, but now that he was out of the trance, oh boy. He was pissed. Absolutely fuming.
"...What the fuck just happened?" he questioned, looking to the two. Wait, this all started when he saw the face of that guy, the Enigma fellow. That's when everything started to become fucky, besides, the whole effect was centered on him anyways. He pointed at him, furious, entirely betting on the Occam's Razor that he was the one to blame for this. "You! Enigma! You did something to me, didn't you? Motherfucker, what else have you done to me, eh? Am I still under some spell?"
Right about now was going to be a good time for his summoning to actually work. He snapped his fingers several times. "Himari. I summon you - I call you. Fuck. Himari? Hello? You there? I really need you right now."
It wasn't working.
He opted to just narrow his eyes at the Korean instead. "Who are you? I'm feeling really fucking creeped out right now." he admitted. "And don't come at me with some edgy bullshit response."
Zhao slapped the air again to bring up his menu. "Is there some way to remove 'Friends' from my list? Mental bullshit is not the way to make friends."
"Tell me, for real." he insisted. "Are you still fucking with my mind? Is this other guy even real?"
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OOC: Sorry Wes that Zhao isn't interacting with you all that much yet. Just the circumstances.
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Sept 21, 2022 17:52:50 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 21, 2022 17:52:50 GMT
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Zhao would gladly take Dakota's help and use his assistance to deal with his wound better, hissing through the pain.
"N-neat ability you got there, anon." he told the shaman, as he saw the wolf go off and do the scouting trip.
"Alright." he replied to him once the spirit came back with the information. "Say... are you Summoner too?" he wondered. His wolf thing seemed eerily similar to his own repertoire, although he couldn't quite identify what kind of creature it was exactly, given how the anonymization effect was screwing with it as well.
Carefully, we started to walk behind Dakota, he and his summon trying to not make too much noise, and to check the surroundings as much as they could just in case any more danger would appear.
"You're just a normal guy like I am, right?" he wondered and asked the person ahead of him. "You're... human, right? A person? Like a real person, not an NPC."
"I'm Z̴̨̟̺͊̓͐ḩ̷̛̙̕ả̴̼͋o̵̖̤͑͜͠͠ ̶̛̺̳̻̆W̷̧̙̋̾ã̴̝͗͝n̴̳̑͛̃g̸̣͙̠͛" he stated. "I don't really entirely understand what has gone on yet, am I stuck in a videogame? Or did the whole world turn into one?"
He winced. "...Am I dreaming?"
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Sept 21, 2022 16:01:31 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 21, 2022 16:01:31 GMT
| "Ah, sure." Zhao replied and held out the plant. "Here have the flow-"
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER."
He stopped midway, and pulled the flower back towards himself. "No, I think I'll keep the flower."
"What?" Himari chuckled. "C'mon, give the man the flower."
"I bet you want the flower too, huh!" he yelled. "It's mine. It's my flower. My gorgeous, amazing-smelling flower. Oh, I want to smell it forever."
And he took a deep inhale of each of its petals. A good ol' snifferino.
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER."
"Indeed you are." Zhao replied playfully with a warm smile. "You're so nice and friendly, unlike... some other people I know."
"Oi. What is this now, kindergarten?" Himari protested.
"If you were actually nice you wouldn't dare to ask to take Miss Flower away from me." he countered. "She's important, you know?"
"We have a quest to do!" the summon insisted. "Master! Zhao!"
"Do we really have to do it?" Zhao replied. "I'm pretty sure that it's not... compulsory for us to complete anything. Is mission even worth the, what, 20 or 30 points that this is going to give? C'mon. There has to be better jobs with better pay. This is just slavery with extra steps."
"ZHAO, STOP, YOU HAVE TO-" Himari bellowed and ran towards him, her arms stretched out in an attempt to take the flower away from him, but he just snapped his fingers in response.
Himari vanished in thin air. Zhao had dismissed her.
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER." |
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HE/HIM
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Sept 21, 2022 7:09:55 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 21, 2022 7:09:55 GMT
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After the push, Zhao would be on the floor, curled up around his wound. He had never felt this much pain in his life. He loudly hissed through his teeth as he tried to breathe.
"Master!" Himari would yell out, and rush to his side. "Hold on, I can try something. I think."
Zhao could only nod. The summon pushed him to a side to get access to his backpack, and then pulled out a bottle of water they had scavenged for earlier, and a change of clean clothing. Gently, she cleaned off the blood with the water, to then improvise and dress the wound with the spare shirt, pants and several knots.
"Fuck this hurts..." he muttered, as he grit his teeth and the summon did what she needed to. "Thanks."
"If you die, I die." she admitted with a constipated face, then tossed her head away, sending her twin pink pigtails flopping against her cheeks. "Don't think anything of it."
"-U-uh. ...Alright." he replied, before turning his head to see where Dakota may be. He found him on the dusty ground nearby, probably as exhausted and freaked out as he was. And there was no scorpion. They must've made it. Yokatta.
"A-are you alright?" he asked him. Thankfully, he didn't seem injured, but he wanted to be sure. He then tried to roll himself up and sit on the ground, but he had to wince as he did so. The large scrape across his chest and belly burnt with pain with any movement he made. "I'm... not sure we should just wait here for too long. We need to keep... moving. W-we're too exposed out here."
Himari got under his shoulder. "Yeah. C'mon Master, stand up."
"Right." he exhaled, then stumbled on his legs, but then got himself upright with her left, leaning on his waifu's support.
"We have to keep moving, but where do you figure we go?" he muttered to the group, looking around. "How do you beat this 'trial' - 'Canyon Crawl', was it? Man, I sure hope another scorpion doesn't show up." |
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Sept 20, 2022 20:49:14 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 20:49:14 GMT
| "Inflation..." Zhao mentioned in response to Crom. "Yeah, that probably makes sense. Still, it seems odd. Why not just plant these herbs somewhere in some greenhouse instead of paying some randos to go pick them for you? Is Earth-chan just sadistic like this, wanting us to spend our knees and backs on looking for silly plants?"
"It's just game." Himari pointed out. "Also, I found another one."
"It's a game designed by Earth-chan. Basically: God! In her infinite wisdom, this is the best that she has come up with?"
"I dunno man, I'm just a summon." the girl shrugged.
Zhao sighed. "Whatever. This is my life now. Manual labor."
He continued to comb through the plants, still being unlucky to find anything of note. It was frustrating. Why were the others finding stuff and not him? Was it really just RNG or was he actually just terrible at looking for things? Christ. He couldn't go off empty-handed out of this, not after Himari made air quotes. He had to prove them wrong, that he could find something. He needed to.
And no, it didn't count that Himari got some herbs even if she's a product of his own abilities. He was he, Himari was Himari.
"So, uh. Crom. How was your life before, well... All of this?" Zhao asked, trying to distract himself from his despair by bringing up some conversation.
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HE/HIM
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Sept 20, 2022 19:53:43 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 19:53:43 GMT
| "A pleasure, sir." Himari replied, with a professional air. She had inherited her good manners from the 'real' Himari. Well, Himari isn't real, she's an anime girl. She got the manners from her, the character. You know what I mean.
"How many herbs have you guys got?" Zhao wondered. "Crom, Himari?"
"One." the girl muttered.
"Better than me, I got none." Zhao chuckled. "Not because I'm not a gamer god, mind you. It's just that these mission are terribly boring and simple. RNG-based too, if you just don't get nearby collectibles by sheer chance, the whole ordeal can take a lot longer than it normally should. I'm probably just unlucky."
"Unlucky..." Himari scoffed as she made airquotes again.
"I wonder if we could industrialize this somehow. This quest is repeatable, right? What stops people from just minmaxing herb-picker builds and farming this quest?" Zhao wondered.
"There's probably some limit? I dunno." Himari shrugged. "I suppose this whole game is pretty..." she made airquotes one more "...'balanced', for the most part."
"Ah. That would explain it." Zhao replied.
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Sept 20, 2022 19:40:29 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 19:40:29 GMT
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"F-fuck that was close!" he exhaled, shivering in terror, as the claw had narrowly missed him. The attacks were real, all of this was. Christ. He could actually fucking...
...die.
"...P-push?" he wondered, still terrified.
"That's a good idea!" Himari bellowed. "Master, we should do it!"
Zhao's brow furrowed. It was a good idea. But the only problem was the beast's giant claws - it wasn't just going to let itself be manhandled just like that. But he knew what had to be done. Of all of them there, the most rotund, immense and robust of them all, was him. His instincts didn't want him to, but his gamer god logic knew what had to be done.
He had to keep tanking.
"I-I'll keep his claws occupied!" he cried out, and rushed over to the front of the beast and held his arms open again. "COME AT ME, BEAST!"
"KREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" it screeched, and swept down a claw towards the easy target, using its body's full inertia to do so. It connected, sending manblubber sloshing violently across Zhao's body along streaks of bright red fluid.
"AAAAAAAH FUUUCK THAT HURTS!" the gamer yelled, now with a slash across his torso, having torn open his shirt, leaving this chest and belly exposed, leaking blood. "FUCK, IT HURTS! IT HUUUUURTS! FUUUUCK!"
He collapsed to the floor with a loud thud, and the other pillow vanished in a poof of feathers.
The damage was real, Zhao realized. Things actually hurt.
They hurt so fucking bad. Christ, he wanted to just stop existing.
"PUSH!!" Himari yelled as the beast was still reeling from its heavy move, and attempted to shove the beast off the cliff, using the gamble it had made with its balance against itself.
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Sept 20, 2022 19:06:43 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 19:06:43 GMT
| "Whoa, whoa. So many questions." he chuckled. "But that's normal! The Summoner is the best class in the game - at least, I'm sure of it. But only when combined with my genius, of course. It's very hard and intellectual to use."
"You just need to snap your fingers." the girl called out, as she still searched afar. "There's nothing intellectual about it."
"Shut up. Search." he barked back.
"Pseh."
"But yeah, I can summon actual people." the gamer continued.
"Waifus, not 'actual people'. Look at me man, do you think any normal girl has pink hair? Tits like these? I'm sure that some very lonely Japanese man designed me, and some equally lonely executives loved it. I'm a product, I'm not a person."
"...I didn't know you were aware of all of that, Himari." Zhao exhaled, spooked.
"Well, I'm not..." she started off, then made airquotes with her fingers. "Himari Himari, you know. I'm not actually her. Maybe some others of your summons might believe they're the girl they represent, but I'm fully aware of the circumstances of my being. I'm just a summon, a mirage, an image of a fantasy."
"...Oh. Alright." the gamer muttered, spooked even more. "But, uh. You're real now, aren't you? This whole game thing, it makes you 'real', doesn't it?"
"...I suppose. In a way." she muttered.
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Sept 20, 2022 18:48:20 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 18:48:20 GMT
| "Yeah, it was. Has been for several years. Goda is a real diety, that man. He should also be in a museum, if he weren't dead, so that people could forever study what made him such a good mangaka." he replied, before getting into the portal as well and being sent to a terribly dense forest.
"Something that can search for stuff? I wish." he said back. "Well... actually... I might have something - rather, someone that might help us. Hold on."
He snapped his fingers. "Himari, I summon you!"
An impossibly proportioned anime girl with pink pigtails popped into existence with her hands on her hips in a power pose. "W-what are your orders now?" he scoffed, then tossed her face away.
"Look at this over here. We need a whole bunch of these herbs. Ten of them." he instructed her, as he showed her the herbs they had to find. "Can you help us out?"
She shrugged and sighed. "I suppose. Better than having you send me against some monster and all". Soon after, she started to browse through the foliage, looking for the herbs.
"I suppose it's just a matter of persistence." Zhao mentioned, and also started to shuffle and move around the vegetation in search of the plants. "It ain't much, but it's honest work."
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Sept 20, 2022 18:37:48 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 18:37:48 GMT
| "Hooooooo boy, warm food." a thread of drool hanged from the corner of his lips. "I haven't had something like that in... forever. We're crit in our Search rolls, boys. Today we feast."
He waddled over to the cabinets, looking for anything to drink, encountering several empty shelves instead. Abandoning that idea, he instead decided to go off and clear a table by swiping his arms and body across the drop of it, and then wandered off to look for anything packaged. Anything in a sealed plastic bag would do.
He found it - it was a couple stack of cardboard cups, still inside a clear, dirty, but still airlocked bag. He left a few of them at the table, and held one of them.
"We can use these to hold our food. Look, it's still air-sealed, so it's clean inside." he suggested, as he held up the stack. "We could probably use one as an improvised spatula to cook this stuff, right, right? Whaddya think. I'm a genius."
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Sept 20, 2022 18:17:24 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 18:17:24 GMT
| "Mission? Collecting herbs? Hm. Sure." he nodded. "Seems easy enough."
"And this? It's Two Piece. The greatest manga to ever be written, bar none. This should be in a museum or a vault, honestly. It cost me almost everything I have, but it's for a good cause. This is going to be preserved for generations to come, so that they can know how Two Piece almost ended. Tragic how we'll never know the ending. Truly tragic."
"Anyways - yes. The mission. Grinding. I'm up for it." he chuckled, then brought up the holographic panel that was his menu, and browsed to check the mission section. "This one, right? 'Staple of Every Game', desho?"
He pressed [ACCEPT], and then tapped a few more buttons to open a gateway. Safe zones had this advantage - you could pretty much teleport anywhere within reason.
"Ready to go epically pick some herbs?" he asked with a warm smile, before venturing in. |
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Sept 20, 2022 7:26:39 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 20, 2022 7:26:39 GMT
Zhao
PWR: F | DEF: F | SPD: F MAGI: E | VIT: F | WIL: E
{Actions: -}
Zhao Pillow 1
{Actions: Spawned from passive}
Zhao Pillow 2
{Actions: Spawned from passive}
Himari
PWR: D | DEF: D | VIT: D
Affection: ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
{Actions: How Dare! (Slap, punch or kick for [basic] damage [PWR].)}
@yasushi
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Desperate, he flipped through the menus, finding Friends, Teleports (which were disabled here), Forums... but not anything about abilities.
"Gah! Chiiiikushou!" he cursed, rattling his hammy fists in the air. "Where are my abilities?"
"Master?" Himari wondered.
The sound of his waifu - his actual, real waifu, made flesh and pixels, talking to him; it awoke something primal in him. His inner chad took control. He assessed the situation, thought of the tactics that he could make use of. Everything started to click like when he was deeply behind in Legends of the Leagues and had to figure out a masterful comeback.
"Himari. Keep on the offense." he announced, solemnly. "You, other guy. Good going with the wolf. I can't contribute with much, but there's one thing that I do know: I don't want the only things we have that seem to be able to actually attack to die. That means my purpose here is clear"
He squared up to the scorpion and held out his hands. "I'm going to have to tank."
"COME AT ME!" he yelled at the beast, and started to wiggle provocatively. "YEAH, I'M RIGHT HERE, EASY TARGET, EASY MEAL. COME AND GET SOME!"
"Kkkkkkrrreeeeeeee!" the scorpion loudly hissed, and threw itself towards the fat man, and whacked him into the air with a claw, sending him flying - or rather... just a mass of feathers. He had popped one of his pillows, not Zhao himself.
"Take this!" Himari exhaled as she took that moment as a chance to flank and punch the beats.
"What?" the summoner muttered, confused. Wait. He had another of those pillows, just floating next to him. What were they? Allies?
"Hey, are you here to help too?" he asked the remaining pillow.
It didn't reply. |
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Straight
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Sept 19, 2022 23:19:14 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 19, 2022 23:19:14 GMT
| Zhao rolled his eyes, then pressed all of the 'accept's that he needed to. He hated these missions. But he'd hate himself way more if he didn't go through with what he told him he would do. He had his word to honor.
Soon after both accepted everything, a flower pot materialized in front of them in a shower of pixels and lights. The shower continued, constructing a flower on top with a bow and long-lashed eyes.
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER." it yelled.
"Hi...? I'm Zhao." the gamer replied.
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER." it yelled. Again.
"This is supposed to be sentient?" Zhao wondered.
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER."
"Maybe it's broken? Or perhaps it just likes to be annoying." Himari mentioned. "Maybe it's mocking us.
"HELLO I AM MISS FLOWER."
"Shut up! C'mon 'Miss Flower', we got to go." Zhao exhaled, and took the pot into his chubby hands and started to march towards a very obvious arrow that had appeared in the air in the distance with 'Bring Miss Flower Here' written below it.
"At least we don't have to deal with its pathfinding." the Chinese chuckled as he carried off the plant. "Be on guard, Himari. There should be enemies about."
"There are a couple. What do I do? Fight them? They look sad. Desperate." she muttered.
"Rr-r-r-rr-splease... w-w-w-weee neeeeed M-m-miss Flower... W-we n-need j-j-just a sn-sniff!!" a werewolf could be heard panting in the shadows, convulsing and twitching pathetically in need. "J-just... O-one s-sniff! T-that's all!"
"Do we let them have a sniff?" Himari insisted. "Maybe we can solve this without fighting."
Zhao narrowed his eyes and then shook his head. "I'm not totally sure about that. What do you think, sir?" he turned to the merchant. "They seem like... drug addicts, or something." |
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Sept 19, 2022 22:35:22 GMT
Post by ZHAO WANG on Sept 19, 2022 22:35:22 GMT
| "Hello Sir." Zhao chuckled with a raised hand once he noticed where the man was in the gorgeous UK countryside. He waddled closer. "As requested, I'm here - Zhao Wang, BOOBLORD! At your humble service." he announced, and made a deep bow. "A pleasure to meet you."
"We're here for the quest, indeed aren't we? The 'Bane of Gaming', was it? Omoshiroi. Certainly a god gamer such as myself wouldn't be fazed by such things, but Earth-chan certainly has a sense of humor when it comes to naming their quests. There's nothing that is a 'bane' to me."
"Alas." he stretched his arms behind his head and willed forth his menu. "Let's get to it, shall we? Let's see what's this is about. Hm. So we're supposed to escort this flowe-"
Flashbacks of terrible escort missions flashed into his mind. Escort characters that would walk just a bit faster than your character's own walking speed, but just a bit slower than their running speed, making it impossible to keep a smooth pace with them. Terrible AI that would send itself straight into enemies. Endless failures.
"-No. No way. Truly abhorrent. Earth-chan has a sense of humor, but this isn't funny, no matter how you coat it. It's an escort mission. It's a crime against humanity and good taste." he muttered, aghast. "But my word is my word. I said that I would be here for this task, and that is what I'll do. It's my fault for not checking this mission's description earlier, frankly. I thought this would be cake - bah. Overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer."
"Himari! I call you forth!" he declared, and extended out an open palm, immediately causing his waifu to appear in a blast of pillow feathers. "We got work to do."
"Of course, master." he muttered, and crossed her arms over her bust as she held a scowl. Typical Himari. |
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