"That's what I said. Isn't it?" Ian says, walking besides the orange hair girl. "I know it is. But how? Are you specially trained? Hacker? How?" She continues asking. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe it." Ian keeps walking, answering the question shortly after.
"Well. Here's one of the few weapon shops around this place." Alera tells Ian. The store is filled with shelves and rows, displaying all sorts of weapons. Ian sees guns that range from snipers to shotguns, pistols to assault rifles, Submachine guns to energy based weapons, every weapon you can imagine is stored here. The purple eye player smirks as he walks forward, scanning the shelves to find a weapon that he would use. "Aha! I knew it!" Ian says, picking out a thin cylinder like hilt. "Your choosing a photon phaser?" Alera says in a bit of shock, for she would expect him to pick out something better. "Oh calm down. I'm good with a sword." Ian assures, activating the Lightsaber rip-off. He swings it around, the blade making the same sound as the weapon Jedis use. "I see that the sound effects have been changed slightly." He notices, moving the sword faster in front of him. "Of course. SSO doesn't want to get a copyright infringement. Which, trust me, another game like this should've totally gotten it long ago." The female player comments with a sigh. She crosses her arms and leans against the smoothly painted metal wall. "Well. You still have more money. What else do you want?" The sharpshooter asks the other player.
"Well. I got my weapon of choice. Now time for a light machine gun." Ian says, heading towards the light machine gun section of the store. He sees several weapon on display, one of the most general iconic weapon being displayed is the AK-47. The survivor glances at the weapons and their stats, wanting to make sure he can get the best base weapon before adding things to it.
"I want that one." He says, pointing to a Man-O-War machine gun. The green eye player raises up on a small pad, and the weapon is lowered to him, thanks to a robotic arm that came from the shelf. "It's a bit light. . ." Ian murmurs to himself as he looks down the iron sights of the weapon. "Well. Upgrades." He says and clicks on the 'gun options' subcategory, which is activated when he pulled up the weapon's option menu. "Maybe ELO... No. I'll choose BOA 3 scope." He talks to himself. The female snipers leans back against the wall, waiting for him to finish up. "I'll have rapid fire, foreword grip, better grip, and high caliber." He says, happy with his design. He quickly adds a paint job to it, for it is an easy design and the making took simply 5 minutes. The gun is painted all black, with gold stripes diagonally going through the gun. On one side of the gun is a painted gold bullet, and behind it an ice/sapphire color five pointed star. "Now. The gun already came with several ammo packs. Which I won't need more than I have...," Ian says, going through his money, "wow...that was...expensive..." He says, his eyes widen in shock of how much money the weapon cost.
"You think things are cheap here?" Alera says with a chuckle. Ian rolled his eyes and sighed. "Well. I have enough for a pistol. Let's see what we got." Ian talks aloud whilst looking through the side arm section of the shop. He finds many sorts of pistol, but what he's looking for is similar to one of his favorite side arm he's ever used. "There. RK5," Ian says, pressing the 'purchase button', and his pitches appears in his hand, "is exactly wha I wanted." Now that he has the three burst magnum, Ian goes into the customization part of buying a weapon, and once again betters his gun. His attachments are an ELO sight, a silencer on the front of the barrel, and lastly an extended magazine for his weapon. The pain job is simple, being an all purple base with the barrel and the handle being grey. He in graves his insignia on it, the Bullet's Star, and twirls the makeshift Whispered Truth weapon around in his hands.
"Alright. Ready to go." Ian says, and turns to face the orange hair sniper. She nods at him, acknowledging what he said. "We better move." She says, leaving the shop with Ian trailing behind her. "Well. I am going to register to the next tournament. I am assuming you are coming ?" Alera inquires, for the survivor of Fusion was still following her. Ian nods and smirks, "What exactly is this tournament? I'm interested in joining." Alera begins to explain
"Well, the Last Shot Tournament is a yearly competition to see who gets to earn the 2 million dollar prize pool. The winner also gets his own specialization weapon, meaning there will be a weapon made just for the winner. The winner also gets an interview with the game's creator in hopes of promoting this game. You know, like if a soccer team won the World Cup."
Ian nods, letting this information sink in as he thinks about the murderer. 'He'll probably want to attend this competition, mostly for the money. If people already know he can kill people IRL from this game, he wouldn't want his identity to be revealed.' The swordsman ponders over other reasons this might be of interest for the killer.
"Here we are. The building we can sign up in." Alera says, looking at Ian who is standing behind her. "C'mon, we just need to sign up. The competition will start this weekend." She informs Ian of the day the competition begins. "More information is inside." The sniper walks in, looking for a console pad to sign in. She smirks and walks to a small stand where she can sign into the roster. Ian does the same, finding a console next to the sniper.
"Let's see. What information do we need to put." Ian murmurs, looking at the sign up page. The layout is simple, looking like a signal template for writing information down.
Username:
Age:
Date of Birth:
Email account:
Country:
State/Providence:
City:
Street:
"Great. Better fill this in." He says, typing the information the game is asking for. After that, he presses the submit button once the information has been added.
"Caliber." Ian hears the voice of a dark and menacing person. Ian's eyes widen as he feels his heart race. He jumps back, drawing his sword but doesn't activate it just yet. "Who are you?" Ian asks, grunting his teeth. "Is that you, Caliber." The player in a black coat asks, a hood over his head. The player has what looks like a jumpsuit under his coat that even covers his hands and feet. Strange markings can be seen going from his right shoulder down to his left waist, acting like a bandolier. Ian cannot spot any weapons in him, but his coat makes it hard to see what is directly attached to his chest, or what's underneath it in general. His helmet's visor resembles something similar to a Hunter helmet, but the actual size of the helmet seems to be big enough just to cover his face, making it more of a mask rather than a helmet, while his hood seemed to be what gave Ian the helmet illusion. "What do you mean?" Ian growls, but understanding the question. The mysterious player chuckled once before walking forward and bumping his shoulder.
"I will find out soon enough if you are the true Reclaimer."
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Cursed Blade Online
Science Fiction{Sequel to Fusion Online} After the devastating incident that killed more than four thousand people, Caliber, also know as Ian Stalk, has been hired by the CIA to solve a serious crime that is taking place in a Artificial Game known as Soldier Strik...
