Name of character - Innuendo
real world player - Frederick Bulsara
age - 16
class - Blademaster
clothing - Innuendo’s clothing follows a basic red and black color scheme. His head is decorated with a head band that’s supported by belts. His muscular upper body is covered by a black vest with red straps that fit nicely over his shoulders. Scarlet leather arm guards cover his forearms. Wrapped around his waist is a gray buckle that supports a red belt and holds up a red drape. His pants are of a light gray that are slightly decorated with assorted belts. To his knees are black socks and red boots. [Picture Below]
InnuendoInnuendo’s real world persona, Frederick, has a simple fashion sense that usually impresses the opposite sex. His clothing consists of tight shirts and pants in order to flamboyantly show his body, which is, undoubtedly fit.
eye color - Brown
height - 5’10”
hair color - Black
personality - Relatively quiet, prefers to listen rather than just say things in a straightforward manner. He’s sincere, bold, and occasionally brash. Conversations of music will surely get him to talk, especially that of the rock genre and even some hip-hop. He also fits of the description of the ever-so cliché “strong and silent” type.
Weapon/Armor -
Weapon: Brave Sword (Crack Beat)
Armor:
Head – Bandana
Arm – Wristbands
Body – Leather Coat
Feet - Sandals
Skills -
Brave Sword (Crack Beat)
Bandana (Repth)
Wristbands (Juk Rom)
Leather Coat (Gan Zot)
Writing Sample:
“This time it’s for real…” It was very dark in what many call this area “The Cave”. This cave had been riddled with wrinkly clothes, empty plastic bottles that have been once filled with the generic sports drink, and even dirty socks that not even the most courageous warrior would touch. A piercing beep exploded from a small device that flashed hieroglyphs with a bright lime green color. The continuous beep forced a shadowy figure to sprout from a cocoon of assorted fabrics and leap once more to silence the loud device. The figure then let out a ghastly moan that would frighten even the mightiest of beast in all the land. This unknown creature had control of a very powerful object that could relinquish the vast darkness of The Cave; all he had to do was flip a switch. With a sudden flash the darkness was gone, however, it had turned out that this was no cave, but in fact a large room of a teenage boy.
Frederick was your average teenage boy, who goes to an average school, and lives a somewhat average life. He has more than a handful of friends that each offer very colorful personalities, but that’s another story. Freddy had to be up and about to head off to his summer job which was conveniently located at his high school. His “job” consisted of filming various sites, particularly of other schools, and other locations that students like himself work. This occupation was rather dull and very tedious for Frederick and his friends would stand around and do nothing until the employer would come by with a very fancy looking camera and give them a “Mission”, or how Freddy and his friends put it. Almost every day Freddy and his cronies would make humorous remarks about life being associated with various video game scenarios.
Frederick would occasionally be late to work due to the fact that he would take his time in the bathroom, making sure that every thing on his face and body were up to par in his terms. To his other batch of friends he’s considered a pretty boy. The mirror was his personal slave for he’d flex his pectorals, biceps, and show off his strong core. He wasn’t always this beautiful, nope; he used to be very overweight. With much beautification and admiration, Frederick was set for the day having brushed his teeth and washed his face with a mint scrub that would get rid of any dirt and oil. To his joy, his dear mother would have already prepared breakfast and a cup of wheat grass powder that he’d mix himself with water or juice. Wheat grass was to quench his fitness thirst, it was ideal to get five servings of vegetables that one needs daily and to jumpstart his body with an array of vitamins. With breakfast being done with, he bid his mother good bye and fled the Bulsara household to begin a new day, a day that would change his life for the better.
Upon arriving the school’s auditorium, where all the fellow employees would meet, he greeted his friends and gave a humble hello to that one “special girl”, to which she had smiled and greeted back. A conversation had sparked amongst the males of the group to which it brought Freddy’s amusement.
“Played anything good lately?”
“Not really, I haven’t been able to get a hold of my console for a week.”
“What about the PC?”
“Nope, I never really used my PC for gaming. I’m only into MMORPGs and some of them aren’t really that good.”
Freddy was a gamer at heart, he enjoyed all sorts of video games and with the graphics in this day and age, it was easy for fans to get really captivated to these fictional worlds. These games with pleasant scenery had to be backed up with great game play.
“What about you Freddy?”
“What about me?”
“What have you been doing?”
“Same old, same old. Going to the gym-“
“No surprise there…”
Freddy smirked at his friend’s comment to which they all started to laugh and commented on his body. This was better then the treatment that Freddy used to get back in his childhood where his friends would tease him about his weight, but with the fat gone and the muscle as a new tenant in his body, these compliments felt good.
“Do you guys play ‘Land of Warcraft’?”
“That’s an MMORPG right? Nah, man, I play The World”
“Oooh!”
“Shut up, you ass. It’s better than that crap you play.”
“Enlighten us, my good sir.”
The crowd gathered in a circle to hear the story behind this game called “The World”. The title was epic itself and so would be the game’s story. This MMORPG was rather famous internationally and had been labeled with a sticker that read “Over 20 Million Sold!” whenever Freddy would pass by his local game store for his gaming needs. The surrounded boy provided the others with what “The World” had to offer. He explained the character classes, the dungeons, fields, root towns, some NPCs, and other actions that can be done within the game.
“I’ve heard that the game was pretty badass, but now that I’ve heard it from you I feel like playing it myself.”
“You should! You’d be a newb if you were to start now, but don’t worry, I’ll be glad to take you as my apprentice.”
“God, shut up.”
Freddy remained quiet for the remainder of the conversation, only assuring his
friends that he was listening with his laughs at their jokes of infamous game speak. These were the kind of kids who hung out with everyone, but would let out the “nerd” inside of them whenever they were put alongside with other fellow gamers.
“How come you haven’t been online Freddy?”
Freddy’s ears perked when he heard his named being called, the question took a stab to his brain a few seconds after.
“Well, it got kinda boring, so I stopped.”
“That’s cuz your character sucked, he was a total mess.”
“He was cool to me.”
“That maybe, but his stats were whacked out.”
“If it’ll make you happy, I’ll start playing again right after I get out of the gym.”
“Deal.”
The digital clock’s flaring red numbers read that it was twelve in the afternoon which meant that the kids were able to sign out and head home after a hard day’s work, even though some may not have done a single thing. Getting paid without lifting finger may seem ideal, but to some it comes at a price. Freddy’s only pleasure was to see that girl’s smile and to converse with his semi-hoodlum friends.
The ideal day for Freddy was to hit the gym and return home to take a warm shower to rid his body of sweat and relax his body so that his muscles could recover from intense training. He loved and loathed the gym. The loathing derived from seeing terrible things in the men’s locker room where if he would to share what he saw almost on a daily basis to a crowd of innocent bystanders they would flee in horror. The locker room usually had the pungent stench of sweat and the scent of testosterone lingered within the locker room’s atmosphere. The bathroom had the worst smells. The stench of urine and other unbearable odors plagued this area of filth. Freddy would change right in front of the mirror in order to get a glimpse of his majesty and wonder how far he came from being a pudgy child to an Adonis. He slipped on a black tank top and put his black shorts, one leg at a time. When no one would look, he would dance, prance, and strut about while playing “Another One Bites the Dust” by Queen. The dance moves were obviously inspired by the band’s lead singer Freddy Mercury.
Freddy’s return to his home proved bothersome for he had to walk in on his dirty room. It was rather odd that he had never realized that his room was covered with plastic bottles, shoes, and crumpled pieces of paper with God knows what. He forced himself to clean his room where he spotted the MD Goggles that connected itself to his PC. He picked them up and placed them over his head. “These things are kinda goofy,” he thought as he turned on his PC. The OS ALTIMIT popped up on the screen and presented the teen with various icons some leading to programs and some leading to e-mail and the web. Freddy reached for his mouse and placed the cursor on “The World” icon to which he double clicked. He was brought on to The World’s desktop where he found his old character, a twin blade. He shook his head and let out a soft sigh as he reached for the “DELETE” button with his cursor. The character was gone for good and now Freddy would sum up a new character, one that wouldn’t be so faulty and perfect for its class. The teen reached for a remote to turn on his stereo system to play some inspiration music that could possibly lead to the creation of this new character. A pulse emitted from the stereo’s speakers, which then lead to the beat of drums, and finally lead on to vocals.
While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow
Till the mountains crumble into the plainFreddy found himself mouthing the words of the song’s next verse
Oh yes we'll keep on tryin'
Tread that fine line
Oh we'll keep on tryin yeah
Just passing our timeA couple of minutes had passed and Freddy had trouble with his new character’s name and when all thought felt faded, in the spur of that moment, a name came in
Through the sorrow all through our splendor
Don't take offence at my innuendo…The single phrase from the song had left itself on a brief pause to a flamenco guitar bit.
Username – Innuendo
Password - *******
