Oats

The bullied player was still seated on the ground. Oats approached and extended her hand. He took it, allowing her to help him to his feet. "Thank you so much. Without your help, things might have ended badly for me." Oats shook her head, "Don't mention it. I'm happy to help. He's quite the jerk. Why are you here? It's risky for you to be in this alley." "Ah... well, I must confess I'm a bit lost. I wandered into this street by mistake. Before I knew it, they were on top of me," he explained. Oats felt sympathy for him; it was indeed very unfortunate. "I understand. Make sure to mark this alle

She watched and listened intently as Night approached a cabinet and offered her suggestion with a chirp in. Oats, with her hand on her chin, seemed to ponder deeply. "Hmm, that could indeed work! You see, my aim is to become a scout on the frontline. I prefer not to prolong battles. Plus, these will surely aid in my leveling up more faster. I mean, I've lingered around longer than I wanted", she said, shrugging. "So it's time I caught up with you all.", she laughed lightly. "I really like your idea. But I have to ask—how much will those cost? I have, let's see..." With a few hand gesture

"Cute cat, by the way. It reminds me of my sister's cat in real life," she said, giving the cat another smile before turning back to the owner. "Nice to meet you, Night. My name's Oats. You might say I'm a new player. I've been assisting around the town since the game started, but I've only recently begun exploring beyond the walls. I'm in the midst of a few quests now, looking to sharpen my edge out there. I have some decent cloth armor for a defense bonus. Now, I'm in search of a game-changer for offense." She gestured towards the glasses. "I've had my eye on those glasses because they

A player in orange, larger in build, hoisted a smaller player by the shirt collar, smirking arrogantly. A few players gathered around, egging him on. Oats decided she had seen enough. She positioned herself beside the orange-clad player. "Let him go," she commanded in a steady voice. The bully glanced at her sideways. "Huh? You talking to me?" He faced his cohorts and queried, "Is she trying to boss me around?" They nodded in agreement. His response was a boisterous laugh. "Who do you think you are? Look around. This is my domain!" He gestured expansively as if to claim the area. "No one

As she trotted down the street, an alleyway caught her eye, seemingly a shortcut to her destination. She cut through the alley and emerged on the other side of the block, only to be met with a starkly different atmosphere. In contrast to the lively vibe of the previous street, this area exuded gloom, dread, and an air of danger. Several green and orange cursors hovered above players loitering around; it seemed like a haven for criminals and bullies. Rather than retreat, she pressed on cautiously. The alley was dark, cliché as it might sound, shielded from the sun by the surrounding district. I

Feeling sympathy for Astra, she watched his struggle to find materials. "I've found one!" she exclaimed when Astra asked, showing Astra the material pinched between her fingers, her grin radiating hope and optimism. Hoping it'd rub off on Astra. The mysterious figure's movements in the woods didn't escape Oats' vigilant eyes. She may pretend not to notice, but she had seen it all before. Her curiosity piqued, she sensed that something was unfolding. What could Wulfrin be planning? Kneeling, she continued to sift through the grass, hoping for a fruitful search. Meanwhile, in her other

Navigating through the lively streets, Oats reminisced about the location of her inaugural quest with Wulfrin, Siren, and Astra. It was indeed a memorable time. More crucially, she remembered it as a prime spot for gathering materials. With this realization, she promptly redirected herself towards that area and began to run. The street's ambiance was vibrant, bustling with vendors as she made her way past them. It was hard to envision these streets ever becoming as silent as a ghost town from the wild west, tumbleweeds rolling by. She speculated that as more levels were unlocked, players would

-3 LDs (Forgot it's a consumable from another quest) Oats noticed an intriguing shop with a glass window beside the door. Glancing inside, she saw it was brimming with a myriad of gems in various forms: rings, necklaces, glasses, and more. The sunny day outside cast beams of light through a small window on the opposite side of the shop, illuminating some of the products. The sight was breathtaking; everything sparkled brilliantly. Compelled by the beauty, she entered. The interior had the charm of an old thrift shop, with a sweet scent of incense lingering in the air. Oats browsed the ite

Drawn to the sign outside the shop, The Evening Star, she found it intriguing and decided to step inside. The first thing she noticed was a cat perched on the counter. She glanced around; the shop appeared to be empty. Approaching the cat, she patted its head before beginning to browse the shop's offerings. The glasses with the ACC 3 mod seemed very useful, but would she actually wear them? In the real world, she was grateful for her perfect vision, sparing her the need to wear glasses during military operations. Although she was technically out of uniform in the game, combat remai

Oats went poking a light armor on a stand near the counter to give it a close inspection. Just out of curiosity. She assumed she’d have more time to explore the rest of the shop, but she thought wrongly. Didn’t expect the tailor keeper to finish with her order this fast. ”Whoa, that was fast!” She paused and gazed upwards and to her left, seemingly in deep thought. That’s right. Comparing to the real world, everything in here takes only few minutes, if not seconds. “Nevermind. What do you got there?” She walked up to the counter to take a good look at the newly crafted item, soon-to

Clicking on the menu to check the coordinate on the map. It matches up with the numbers Wulfrin gave her. Swiping the screen down and looking at the shop. The sign reads: Look like its right place. Who would know one'd find it here. She supposed if the shop isn't easy to find then the tailor guy must be quite good. She inhaled then pushed through the door. The bell on top rung announcing her presence. Her crimson eyes widened as she taking in the surrounding. So many awesome cloth/light gears displaying on stands plus other stuff. She knows what she's looking for though. She looked

Cocked her head as she finds Zackariah amusing for not answering our question about needed materials at all. Thankfully Wulfrin is still here as he'd know the drill. They follow him out of the shop, into the street, and to the outskirt listening close attention to what he's saying. Paused to take a look around. The clear blue winding river in midst of green surrounding. Birds in trees are busy chirping and singing. Very different than what she used to growing up as she's a city girl. No sound of honking, yelling, sirens, many people buzzing around, etc. Just her and the nature. Even if it

As Oats looked at... the mentor? Shes actually has a mentor now! Geez. Anyway, she digresses. She notices many similarities between them. Dark black which could swallow stars. Bright crimson eyes. Black clothes. Out of thousands of players, what a chance?? She cocked her head at that thought. The wind picks up as they both were walking down a street in the town and gently blows their hair outward past shoulders. She listened closely when the girl was explaining about her swords. "As in decay? Very useful in combat I'd say. Effectively erode their chance of winning." She brought up her fi

Bring it?? She nervously looked down at the bloody red hilt of this... Yatsufusa, huh. Sound like a myth legend. She slowly reached the sword handle and tugged it out of the stone floor. It surprisingly light. She gave it one swing to test it. The handling is very easy, exactly what she looked for in weapons! Will be a huge game-changer in a battle. Now she's quite happy with the mental choice. She looked toward the direction where that girl was heading and realized the girl is nearly gone. "Hey wait!!" She ran after her with the katana in tow. The girl would kill her if she got lost WITH her

She gasped softly as a girl suddenly appear as fast as a gust of wind and whispered “Katana? Like this one? What about it?" right next to her head. Thanks to her military training she didn't flinch at all. She swirled around to look at what the mysterious girl was indicating. Oh man, the katana with undying glow of purple hazy of hers look dead gorgeous!! She suddenly found herself couching to take a better look at it. "Yep! Exactly like this." She beamed a grin before stood back up, "Well not exactly since I'm definitely not at your level but a basic katana is what I'm looking for. I want to

#PH ID:236274 | LD 5 + 1 | Attempt to find hidden Shay | Failed! Oats suddenly looked down and doing a swiping downward gesture to bring up her main menu interface. She kept clicking and swiping until she found what she's looking for but... her face frowned as she reads the requirement for the katana. Even if she gets the Rank 1 Curved Sword skill, she STILL has to obtain yet another skill just for katana. What a drag. But then again, it'll be worthwhile. She puts her hand on the chin, being lost in her thoughts on how to do it. Would she need to find a quest? Trainer? If only s

-::[Oats]::- Standing in midst of the large crowded central plaza in the Town of Beginnings. She looked up to the sky and sighed. She knew as long as she aims to fight in the frontline, she'd need a good weapon. Being in the military had spoiled her, because her mind is fixated at specific stats she'd wants for her weapon: Precision and mobility. The more hit lands, the more hurt it'd be. She gotta keep on moving in the battlefield. Linger any longer than a second, she'd be sitting duck. Now which weapon fits that box? A rapier? No, too stabby. She'd rather to slash. Shortsword o

Surely enough she’ve received a ping at corner of her vision. A notification. She brings up the main menu, swiping until she finds the request. Why not? From her experience in the Marines, your likelihood of survival goes up if you’re in a squad. She presses on “Accept”. Immediately a name pops up on her friend list, Siren. With that Siren suddenly took off. This pink haired girl seems to be quite assertive. Not that she has a problem with that. Like a boat, she’ll just follow Siren’s wakes. The wakes of hers led her to Zackariah’s shop. She didn’t anticipated how foggy it is inside.

Blinking and staring at the newcomer. Took aback a bit by how very friendly she is and their friendship. Suddenly realizes she doesn’t have friends like that yet. Not even one. She was just damn busy exploring the Town of Beginnings then before she knew she was focusing on shake new players out of their shock. Helped them get on their feet. Once they get the ball rolling she was just… hang around. Would find herself just lying under a tree or ontop a roof staring at clouds all day long. If not clouds it’d be stars. She felt like not doing anything. It was nice as she needed it after

Holding the sword right there and thinking for a moment to herself how awkward it’d be having to sheathe her sword again. Once she did it, she gave out a silent “Ahem.” before patting down her short black skirt and sits down next to the white boy. Ah. The party menu prompt of hers was opened and the notification of the party invitation has a name next to it. Wulfrin. Upon accepting the invitation, she saw the white boy is Astra. Guess she wouldn’t need introduction from them. While listening to both leading player and the approached NPC, she couldn’t help but notices with a corner of

A long black hair flowing back n' forth around her shoulders as Oats looking around frantically with her bright red eyes before running up to a white-haired boy and the guy with unexpected but interesting red goldish bird just as it flew away from them. Stopped in front of them with hands on her knees and panting. Geez, that was close. If that bird took off earlier, then she'd have no hope in finding the guy with the quest. Stood up and composure herself, "I'm Oats and I'm done lingering around in the Town of Beginnings. I mean, I helped many players around here arming themselves, getting

-::[Oats]::- Appearance: Out of game: Shoulder length black hair which often ties in a ponytail. Eye colors: Hazel Height: 5'5" Weight: 130 lbs In game: Long straight black hair Eye colors: Red Height/Weight: Same Profile In game: Oats Real name: Carina O'Neill Country of Origin: United States Age: 22 Birthday: July 30th Background Born and raised in a military family. At 18 years old, oppose to her dad's wish for her to follow his footsteps and join the Air Fo