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Old February 6th, 2013 (12:03 AM).
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Finished that SU I said I would do....

Oliver Ryder - Melbourne, Australia

Real Age: 21
Real Gender: Male
Oliver is of the outgoing, straight-shooting types. Enthusiastic and excitable, he lives in a world of action and adventure. Blunt, straight-forward and a risk taker, he lives in the here-and-now, ready to plunge in and get his hands dirty at any moment. When a situation arises, he looks at the facts, quickly deciding on what would be the best route to take, execute then move onto the next scenario. Oliver sees rules and laws as guidance for actions taken rather than something that dictates how things should be done. If something needs to be done, his "do it and be done with it" attitude takes over for rules. The only problem is that he holds his own morals and rules and sticks by them with integrity.

Improvisation is a natural skill that comes easily to Oliver; making things up as he goes along rather than sticking to a forethought plan. Ultimately, he loves to have fun. However he can easily hurt others without actively knowing it. Straight talking, sometimes he does not realise the emotional affect his words can have on others; not that he doesn't care about others, but rather factors out emotions in the decision making process. Facts and logics take precedence over feelings and possibilities. As a natural leader, he jumps to the mark to assume a position of authority; although not always in a democratic sense. If people refuse his ideals, he is more than happy to split from a group and lead in his direction than compromise. While it seems like he does not care for people, he does have an innate sense of caring for others; his inability to reflect his true emotions outward stop this from being noticed.

The thing that made Aertio stand out in school was his olive skin. Born in the rolling hills of Tuscany, his parents moved to Australia when he was but four years old. His Avatar happens to be his greatest link to himself and his mother country. When it came to schooling, Oliver wasn't one for sitting in a classroom listening to theoretical hypothesis on the origins of life, but rather yearned to be outside. Rising to popularity through playing Australian Football, he quickly took on the persona of your typical Jock; flirting with girls and banging heads with the guys. However one thing he kept secret was his enjoyment of MMORPG's and the thrill that came with adventuring through new lands. As an older brother, he found it upon himself to set an example for his younger sibling, while secretly playing these games at night.

When MAO was announced, Oliver felt curious about this new type of MMO. Having not been a fan of the Pokemon series, he wasn't too intrigued by the setting, but rather the thrill of playing an MMO in virtual reality. After buying at the release, Oliver did some research on the idea of Pokemon while creating his avatar and soon became enticed with the adventure that MAO offered.

Oliver entered MAO for the first time only an hour before the lockdown on the game. He had only just barely ventured out of New Bark Town when the announcement came as the giant Deoxys floated in the sky. Initially, Oliver panicked, returning to New Bark along with many other players to try logging out. As night set in and it became apparent that he could not log out, Oliver set out on a Pokemon journey so he could resume the life he had rapidly left behind.

After a week, his progress has taken him as far as Cherrygrove City. With Growlithe in tow, he continues on his journey through the world. With his life on the line, he takes more risks than he ever would in the real world in order to finish the game. Presently, he waits patiently in the PokeCentre while Growlithe is healed after their latest encounter with a next of Spinarak.


Avatar Age: 19
Avatar Gender: Male
Avatar Appearance: Standing at just below five foot ten, Aerito's olive skin gives away his obvious attempt at coming off as Italian. Beneath a black toned fringe lies a pair of bright green eyes that give Aertio a rather striking glare. With a solid jaw shaved carefully, he does appear quite strikingly as Italian in design. Considered somewhere between toned and lanky, his musculature is less gym-built in design and more natural in appearance.

His chosen clothing often begins with a tight, white shirt beneath a patterned dress shirt; unbuttoned with sleeves rolled up to elbows. This is followed by a pair of boot-cut length jeans finished with a pair of brown hiking boots. Holding his jeans up is a belt with a steel buckle shaped like a PokeBall. A black leather jacket lies in reserve in his bag for when things begin to chill down.
Starter Pokémon:

Name: Growlithe
Level: 7
Ability: Flash Fire
Nature: Quiet
Attacks: Bite, Roar, Ember
Roleplay Sample:

Fletcher Davis, Melbourne, Australia

Fletcher just stared at the screen as the chaos erupted in front of him. Avatars passed by the screen in a rush in order to escape deletion; their users in a hurry to protect their lives.

And he would have to do the same.

This was unbelievable. He tried logging out again and again, but only received a warning message telling him that he was unauthorised to use this button. In rage, he swiped the bottle of water off if his desk. He still had classes to attend; he could not drop everything to sit at home and play this game. Switching his avatar into its wolf form, Fletcher scurried between the legs, hooves and sticks that held up the other avatars rushing around him. Hiding in the shadows of one of the pillars holding up the stadium, Fletcher turned from his monitor and began brushing his hands through his hair.

“This can’t be happening…” He repeated over and over again but no matter how many times he said it, the truth was right in front of his eyes.

To: Kieran Davis
Re: Cloud
>Dude, what the hell is this?
> I need your help!
>Come on, I’m your brother!!

Relaxing, he let out a sigh, waiting for the unmistakeable vibration of his phone signalling an incoming text message while keeping an eye on the monitor where his avatar sat in stasis as the others fought one another. He pondered joining the fight, obtaining some keys and getting stronger, but he didn’t really have the outstanding credentials of being a good fighter…

Bringing up a profile of his avatar, he scanned for the achievements bar, clicking on it. What Icarus had said was true; their accounts had been wiped entirely. His Kill/Death ratio had been restored to zero. It was a chance for Fletcher to restart and not have such a dismal rate. But the fact remained that his fighting skills in Cloud were pretty awful. Now would be the best time to learn.

From: Kieran Davis
Re: Cloud

“Goddamnit!” Kieran was always evasive and always shrugged him off. In a time like this where his entire identity was on the line, he still refused to help. It was Kieran’s fault that Fletcher was even in this mess to begin with.

To: Kieran Davis
Re: Cloud
>If you can’t, then who can?

From: Kieran Davis
Re: Cloud

The reply was instant, unusual for Kieran, but even ten minutes later; Fletcher hadn’t even received another reply message. Two text messages later and still no response from Kieran.

“Fine then, don’t help me, ass.”

Fletcher returned to Cloud, letting out a sigh as his Daemon stood safe in the shadows as the stadium continued to empty. Bringing up the messaging menu, he crafted a quick message to Ryuujinx.

Hi Ryuujinx, this is Atreyu from the guild.
Are you still in the Stadium? Want to team up?

With message sent, Fletcher reclined in his chair, waiting for Ryuujinx to reply to his message. Hopefully they would agree and Fletcher would have at least one ally within this world; there’s no telling how many of his supposed ‘guild members’ would quickly turn on him for his key. From now on, he needed to tread lightly.
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