Narshe's Journal

[Narshe 0]

(One handed straight sword and shield, not spear)

Profile
Username: Narshe
Real name: Joshua Abbott
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Height: 5"7'

About: History/personality

Josh was born in America while his family was bouncing around the globe. Being an army brat, his dad often traveled and the family went with him. He doesn't remember much about getting to Japan, but his father has been stationed here for awhile now. Growing up around kids much different than him was hard, but he was able to make friends by playing video games. He didn't like it at first, but they grew on him. He made his first group of friends in secondary school, and luckily the family hasn't moved since. As he grew older, his responsibilities began to tally up. Any grade but an A was looked down upon, chores not being completed on time resulted in grounding. Working out with his dad was also grueling, hard work. He wondered what it meant to be normal. To be someone else.

Gaming with his friends soon became his only escape from his strict home life. The idea of being someone else, or doing heroic things, was always something he wanted to do. He always dreamed of being a soldier, but being a knight that rescued the beauty was the realization of that dream. Strapping on his armor and using a sword and shield to defend his friends against his foes?! That was what he wanted to be. As soon as SAO was announced his excitement went through the roof. He worked extra hard at home to convince his father that getting a NerveGear set was a good idea, and got the game as soon as it came out. What he didn't know, is that he'd be protecting actual lives in the death game.

Virtues:
Selfless: Narshe's selfless attitude began in an early chapter of his life, simply sharing toys or part of his lunch. Now, that's evolved into talking with a friend at a moment's notice, or doing what he can to protect them. Right now, that means doing everything he can to clear all one hundred floors.

Loyal: You can count on Narshe to stick with you to end, if you're his friend. Growing up in a military family, he envied the camaraderie his father had with all of his army buddies. Now, trying to get out of this death game, he'll do anything to help a friend in need and has even stuck his neck out a few times.

Duty: Most likely to enlist out of high school like his father before him, Narshe has always felt the call to duty. Those plans were cut short the day he put on his NerveGear and dived in, unable to get out. His duty now is to do what he can for everyone inside Aincrad and return to the real world. Time to make dad proud. Hooah.

Flaws:
Pride: Narshe often loses report with people because he can't keep his mouth shut. You can hear him talking about his own personal accomplishments all the time. While he will help out anyone to succeed in this game, he often takes a lot of credit for himself. Possibly too much.

Anger: Narshe has a very, very low flashpoint when it comes to things getting on his nerves. He'll go off on someone, even if they make a simple mistake that put them in harm's way. His parents were always hard on him as a kid, so he feels his behavior is justified when he gets hot-headed. He doesn't like to accept failure, and is often angry at himself as well.

Perfection: Back in the real world, Narshe had to have his bed made by 0600 hours to perfection. He did his own laundry, and cooked his own food. Much was expected of him in his house and in his studies as well. It's only natural that he seeks perfection in everything he does now. This doesn't wear too well with many people trapped in SAO, though. His perfectionist attitude makes him very critical of himself and of others. To him, it's necessary to survive. Others see it as a hindrance.


Profession: Unemployed.

Skills
Non-combat:
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Passive:
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Combat:
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Weapon skills:
» One-handed straight sword 1


Inventory
Weapons/Tools:
»10 bread, 15 water, Small Sword, Cloth Clothing


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Edited August 5, 2015 by Narshe

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