Storm Sheppard

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[/li][li]Character Name: Storm Sheppard

[/li][li]Class: Flick Reaper

[/li][li]Characters apparent Age: 21

[/li][li]Characters Gender: Male

[/li][li]Characters Hair Color: White

[/li][li]Characters Eye Color: White

[/li][li]Character Height: 5'10"

[/li][li]character Weight: 175

[/li][li]character Clothing Style: He wears a vest that shows off most of his chest and torso, the colour being bright red with an orange-gold trim. The forearms are covered in a gauntlets that spike at the elbow and covers the back of his hands. Moving down to his mid-stomach there is a large wrap that ties off to his left, the long ribbons from the knot go almost to his feet. His pants are long and baggy, coloured a bright electric blue and nearly cover his completely bare feet.

[/li][li]Character Physical Traits: He is a well built, but not bulky young man that always seems to have a crazed smile plastered to his face. Some of his more noticeable characteristics may be the flashing lightning that flicks from his eyes and the large starburst like mohawk that he boasts atop his head. His wave tattoos go down his arms and just peak up over his jaw line.

[/li][li]Characters Personality: He is an eccentric player of 'the World' who seems to have snapped over his long term exposure to this game. He hasn't, as a matter of fact, he is just well versed in the rules, knowing what he can do, can't do, and what he does anyway. Generally friendly, if challenged he will have as much fun with his challenger as possible. It is debatable whether he gets mad at people or not, but he does have an interesting habit of laughing and joking with his opponents as he had been friends with them for years.

[/li][li]Fighting Style: When he was sixteen he enlisted in Shaolin Chi, and trained with a Guan dao in real life, having been a long arm class since Fragments. He even arranged to meet with his teacher online in [The World] so he could get a feel for the art in game. He is a very practiced user of the spear and staff, his weapon being his full focus. Once disarmed, he is about as combat effective as damp paper towel, but he is fast as all hell when he has his weapon. He prefers quick rapid attacks and using acrobatics to dance around his opponent. He doesn't have any particular 'moves' that he favours and likes to just keep moving fluidly. When R2 went forward he changed to a flick reaper for their similar weapon models, and even requested from (at the time) his immediate employer for a reaper weapon similar to a Guan dao.

[/li][li]Strengths: His skill with his weapon is nearing on second nature to him making his reflexes on par with most cats. He also favours very acrobatic moves that display an unnerving amount of balance.

[/li][li]Weaknesses: Again, he is worthless without his weapon, but that aside, his style doesn't allow him overly powerful attacks(read as permanently low attack power). He also has something of a glass jaw, most strikes sending him for a loop and doing abnormally large amounts of damage to him.

.Art/Spell Information|:.

[/li][li]Arts:

• 1) Kan batsu - Wicked Strike: Strike in a radius around user.
  
  
• 2) Ten sou renge - Lotus Flower: Strike opponent into the air and slash in a radius.
  
  
• 3)Reaper's Touch (Target: Area, Normal, 400 posts): A 5 hit combo, the user does 2 360 degree spins, knocking opponents in range back, the target however is not knocked back, they are stunned briefly. the user then follows up with 2 wide strikes and finishes with a downward slash that slams opponents into the ground.
  
  
• 4) Heavenly Wheel (Target: Area, Aerial, 600 posts): A 4 hit combo the user knocks the opponents into the air and unleashes a salvo of arcing slashes, the final one knocks enemies away.

[/li][li]Items:
100: Sprite Drop, Weird Black Tea
200: Sprite Drop, Magnet Gloves
300: Interesting Black Coffee, Smoke Screen
400: Healing Serum, Healing Serum
500: Remedy Vapour, Remedy Vapour
600: The Moon, Knight Seal
700: Knight Seal, The Moon

.Weapon Information|:.

[/li][li]Weapon Name: Blitzkrieg

[/li][li]Weapon Type: Scythe, rapid attack. The blades detach from the staff and reciprocate like a saw.

[/li][li]Weapon Appearance: Blitzkrieg looks like a lance from R1 or Fragments, barring a curved lightning like blade at either end of a six foot long pole. The blades aren't physically attached to the pole, and have a set of three tazers set opposite the blades. The pole itself seems to be made of undulating storm clouds, and lightning crackles between the tazers.

[/li][li]Weapon Abilities:

• 1)Electric Boogaloo! 15 SP
  When Storm Sheppard strikes someone with the tazers on the ends of his weapon he causes his opponent to go flying across the feild. The weapon does no damage, being just a means of gaining space without having to do a 'hold and charge' attack.
  
  
• 2)Electric Slide! 25 SP
  The blades can be ejected from his weapon from either end, a chain of lightning conecting them to the body of the weapon. Touching the chain does as much damage as being hit by the blades, and is thunder elemental. If they miss or hit the battle walls the blade will return to the weapon.
  
  
• 3)Thunder Struck! 35 SP
  (Target: Single, 400 Posts): Storm Sheppard cries out ”THUN-DER”! and a surge of electricity rushes into the tip of Blitzkrieg, the blade crackling and lit with energy with a trail of electricity following his blade as he moves. Above Storm Sheppard, high in the sky, forms a dark thunderhead, sharp forks of lightening dancing through the black clouds that will follow him around the field while he has this active. If one listens very intently, they can also hear This echoing in from the distant clouds. The next time he hits something (opponent, object or otherwise), a massive bolt of lightening bursts from the clouds and envelopes the struck object. This attack is damage in its purest sense with an electric element, the only goal is putting the target on the ground. The target is damaged with the equivalent of a 400 post Lightening spell on top of the regular damage of being hit by Storm Sheppard. The status effect 'Bad hair day' is active on all characters hit with this attack, leaving them with hair that stretches out from their head with soft puffs of black smoke wafting from the burnt hair. This status can be cured by any status removing spell or item, or waiting five minutes.
  
  
• 4)Rock you like a Hurricane! 45 SP
  (Target: Self, 600 Posts): Storm Sheppard shouts out “HERE I AM!” at which point a bolt of lightening surges from the sky and crashes down on Storm Sheppard with a grand BOOM! When the dust clears, Storm Sheppard is a walking embodiment of lightening, made up entirely of sparking, crackling white energy. His tattoos, clothes, eyes and mohawk glow a bright, sunny yellow with electricity forking off is body. Blitzkrieg stops looking like a storm contained in a glass staff, becoming a billowing column of dark storm cloud with pulsing flashes of white light among the undulations as if it has broken free from the confines of it previous form. The blades stop being solid metal in the shape of lightening bolts and are actual bolts of lightening perpetually crackling away from the shadowy clouds. Storm Sheppard becomes fifty percent faster, moving across the field like a streak of light. His body is still a body of course, and he will still take damage, but so will whoever is fool hardy enough to strike him. If anybody makes physical contact with his body, even through their weapons, will feel the sting of a 300 post lightening spell surge through their body. Finally, his lightening form gives him a formidable defence to magic, reducing damage from spells to 50% with the exception of lightening element magic, which actually heals him as much as a Repth spell of one level lower than the spell cast. This power lasts for three posts and can't be cast for at least three of his posts.

.Character Background Information|:.

[/li][li]Friends: Storm Sheppard is a friend to almost every person he meets, regardless of level. He isn't really very territorial of his friends, nor is he protective, instead being more trusting and supportive. He has at least seventy Harvest cleric friends since he has always been prone to losing hp pretty quickly. He has a particular friendship with Camax, a fellow member of the Guild 'Gladiator'

[/li][li]Enemies: He forgets pretty much anybody who has declared themselves his enemy. He really doesn't let it get to him, and doesn't consider anybody to really be his enemy. Well, except for goblin mages. He really hates those guys.

[/li][li]History: Storm Sheppard made his debut entrance during the Beta for the [The World], Fragments. He chose to become a long arm and began tackling every little bug and defect in the game he could find. He really enjoyed being active, and partook in every minor event that was offered in the test run. He enjoyed it so much that when R.1 became fully active he was one of the first hundred to download it, and one of the first one hundred and fifty to start playing. He road the rocky path that was [The World] R.1, staying as a loyal player through the whole Twilight calamity. He even saw, though managed to escape from, a malicious bug that seemed to delete two crimson knights. He gathered information on the whole ordeal, and quad with the rest of the players in the rumours forum. After the whole fiasco seemed to come to a close he returned to the game with a renewed fervor, hoping that should this happen again he could defend the game instead of just sitting on the side lines. He quickly raised in status and became somebody of note in the arena and forums. Then the temporary system crash happened, and Storm Sheppard felt that his time to join the fray had come. He tried searching out bugs, and managed to get people safely away, telling them to log out and wait for messages on the forum. Really all he contributed to was crowd control. He joined the crowd of on lookers when the fires swept the CC corp servers. When R.2 came out Storm Sheppard was back online within thirty seconds, trying to get his own little world back together. He started from the ground up, leveling from one. During an event that he was one of the only players to reach the end of, he received a one time only aesthetic item. There were multiple choices, but Storm Sheppard selected the lightning crackling eyes, and gained the name 'Storm Sheppard, The White Lightning' which is reminiscent of Crim. Now, five years after the events that rocked [The World], Storm Sheppard is the emperor of the Demon Palace, fighting any who wish to challenge him.

.Offline Information|:.

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[/li][li]Player Name: Jeremy Brent

[/li][li]Occupation: Graphics Designer

[/li][li]Age: 25

[/li][li]Gender: Male

[/li][li]Hair Color: Black

[/li][li]Eye Color: Brown

[/li][li]Height: 5' 10"

[/li][li]Weight: 90 kg

[/li][li]Clothing Style: When not at work, Jeremy likes to wear simple and very slack clothing, opting for something of a punk-rock style with a black leather jacket and baggy ripped pants. He wears a pair of unlaced combat boots or roller blades depending on where he's going. If he is heading to work he prefers to where something a tad more professional, putting on a white shirt, tie and sensible shoes.

[/li][li]Physical Traits: He is fairly well built, being generally slender until he takes off his shirt and reveals the very defined figure he boasts. Like his online persona he wears a spiked mohawk unless going to work. He also has tattoos like his character, only going up the arms however as he isn't allowed to have facial tattoos at his place of employment.

[/li][li]Personality: He is slightly more dull in the real world, preferring the glamour and energy of [The World]. Sometimes, in his more lucid moments, he feels [The World] is more real to him and that this version of him is what Storm Sheppard is role playing as.

.Biographical Information|:.

[/li][li]Parents: James and Martha Brent. James is a lawyer, working out of Washington more often than not. Martha is a stay at home mother and takes care of Jeremy in their San Diego home.

[/li][li]Siblings: Has none.

[/li][li]Relatives: Immediate uncles and Aunts who think he's a black sheep failure to the family.

[/li][li]History: Up until the age of nine Jeremy was a relatively normal child, playing outside with friends, going to school and the like. He had many friends who he casually played video games against and was kind more often than not. For an early birth day present his father gave him the system and disc to Fragments, a gift from his most recent clients. Jeremy became deeply immersed in the game and at the end of the Beta his father already had the computer on waiting to download the full version. His father was happy to see him with his time occupied while he was off on his many trips, though his mother had her worries. When the new school year started and Jeremy started to show sub-par marks, his mother removed the game from his room and stuck a parental lock on his computer. Jeremy became an over night prodigy in his classes so that his mother would return to him his fantasy world. By the age of ten he asked for lessons in a school of martial arts that was in Santee, the school was teaching Shaolin Chi which had a specialized class for halberds. Jeremy took the classes to improve his long-arm skill in the game. His mother openly supported the activity as it got him outside three times a week. He began to emulate his character from the game by the age of sixteen, shaving his head into a mohawk and becoming a very charismatic individual. He zoomed through high school and college, graduating as a full fledged graphics engineer who was hired on the spot by CC corp. He lives in his own apartment near the headquarters in San Diego and has two Guan Dao, one for training and one for 'show' though he keeps it sharp. He doesn't actively pursue any relationships, only light flings here and again. His only serious romances happened in [The World] where he finds himself being a lot more promiscuous.

.Role Playing Information|:.

[/li][li]Sample RP

Ho jeez!Storm Sheppard feigned to the right, using Blitzkrieg to push him away from the attack. The sword of the green armour clad blade brandier sparked off Blitzkriegs' cloud-like body. Storm Sheppard rolled to the side, the brown dirt of the dungeon floor following him in little wafts. He came to his feet to view the man who had so brashly attacked him only moments before. Um, dude, I have to wonder what's with all the sneak attack bits? Storm Sheppard smiled childishly, a light giggle on his lips as he brought Blitzkrieg behind him and made ready for a counter attack.

Don't pretend like you don't know me! You've pked me three times! The man shouted, lunging forward with his sword drawn back, a small ribbon of red light following it as he charged. Storm Sheppard piqued a crackling eyebrow at the thought of having pked the same person three times for any particular reason. Still, he had more pressing matters to take care of all things considered. The sword ground between the lightning shaped blade and the cloudy body of Blitzkrieg, little fingers of lightning playing along the kissing edges of the two blades. Storm Sheppard quickly twisted the shaft and pulled hard back, simultaneously delivering a hard kick into his adversaries stomach. The brandier went flying in one direction as his weapon went in another. He landed against the battle wall and bounced forward where Storm Sheppard was waiting to club him with the blunt end of Blitzkrieg. The man went flying across the battle field with some impressive speed to hit the batle wall again and find himself prone in the dirt. Storm Sheppard slung Blitzkrieg across his shoulders and crouched down to meet his three time 'victim' eye to eye. Guh, so, going to make it four for four? The man spat, a grimace painted on his face as he recovered from the jolt.

Seriously dude, who are you? Storm Sheppard said with a quizzical pout plastered on his face. The man looked honestly shocked, looking into the lightning lit eyes as if they belonged to some deranged creature that just shouldn't exist. So, um, when'd I pk ya? I mean aside from some anger issues you seem nice enough. The man shook his head, the mid length brown hair swirling as he brought himself out of his shocked gaze.

Uh, f - first time was uh, I was attacking this harvest cleric. I think she was... Gale? Glen?

You attacked Glendale? Well, I'd probably do you for that. I have a thing for clerics. Kay, next? Storm Sheppard beamed, smiling brightly waiting for the next explanation.

I joined a guild and I managed to get a few friends together to take you down for killing me! He growled, bringing back some of the furry he had attacked so aggressively with earlier. But you killed us all!

Oi, self defense mate. Sorry if you're taking that personally, same with Glendale. So, what was three?

An arena battle. I went through seven dungeons before challenging you, just to get a freaking decent level! You killed me in the first minute! He spat, pushing off from where he had been on the ground. He stood with Storm Sheppard between him and his sword, but he put out his hand and a slight rattling could be heard. Storm Sheppard dove to the side as the brandiers' sword went flying past him, nearly impaling his arm. Huh, haven't seen that one before huh? Hecate used to only be able to increase my attack power, but now I can throw and call her back with a thought! He laughed, making ready to lunge forward again.

You're cheesed off at me for beating you in an arena match? Dude, I'm sorry, but I'm not out to get you or anything. Storm Sheppard shrugged, hopping back a bit to get distance. The man charged quickly, a red ribbon of light once again following his sword and Storm Sheppard stood there with blitzkrieg firmly held by his side. The tip of the bade was less than a foot from his chest when blitzkrieg pushed the sword off and into the battle wall. Blitzkrieg found its end levering between the brandiers legs and Storm Sheppard heaved back, sending the man toppling backward. How about this. I'm going to give you my member address, and if you still want to grudge on me, call me anytime. He said as he straddled the man to pin his arms at his side. If not, I think you have a lovely voice, and the Karaoke guild is always looking for new talent. I sing on Fridays if you want to catch a performance. he beamed, bringing out a little grey ball. He gave a quick smile as he delivered his member address and then dropped the little grey ball. It exploded into a cloud of smoke and the battle wall was gone as well as Storm Sheppard, leaving a lone brandier and his sword in the dank dungeon.

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