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"Gods have mercy, I'm a swiving fencer. No armour to speak of, just spiffy robes and a fancy hat. And magic. Both black and white magic. ****, bollocks. I hate this." Connor snarled, gloved hands trying desperately to undo the ribbons and buttons on a thick, high-collared shirt.

This wasn't his style, at all.

"Get me out of this before I shit myself."

Despite how tightly the armor hugged his skin, it fit like a well-worn glove against his arms, legs and chest-- If gloves smelled of burnished steel and made the softest of clinks as he moved. Pulling the helmet down gave the drow no small amount of glee-- In face, he was practically bursting with it, given the dragon motif!

Despite the object of a dragoon being to kill dragons. No matter! The glee still remained!

"Not bad, not bad!" He began, a soft noise escaping his lips as he turned to admire his backside, hand on his hip. "I like it!"

O.O Bad idea
Seeing as she now knew how to make splody thingies, Charlie continued to go to the nearest alley and throw splody liquidy mamajamas everywhere

Whoever is next is a gunslinger

"MWAHAHAHAHA!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!"



You are now a Spirit Channeler, aka a Medium.

The visions were a little scary but kind of cool. Anastasia looked down at her daughter looking up at her, eyes full of questions.

Shit...how the hell am I supposed to explain this?

She sighed and tried to explain.

"It seems I can see, talk, and use the powers of dead people now honey"




To whoever's next, you're now a SUMMONER

"Can I summon plushies? If so... then sign me up! My army of adorable minions shall cuddle the entire universe!"

And so, the universe was flooded with living plush toys. You're welcome.

The next person... is a Moss Finder. A level 2 Moss Finder, to be exact.

((yes, it is a real class from a real game.))

"A moss finder?! I love moss! Moss is so soft and squishy and COOL!" he said excitedly as he summoned moss around him. "I LOVE IT!"

Whoever is next, you are now a PALADIN

“A paladin!?! HEY CONNOR! Guess what!!” He smirks and runs off to go annoy a certain paladin he knows.

The next person is……

A druid!

”Druid?! Ha, y’better b’careful there, Doc, or ‘m gonna be ‘em best’o both worlds! Be a stinkin’ beast an’ be able t’ave friendly chat wit’ ‘em? Guy, ‘m take back ‘em world.” Beefy arms crossed with glamerous pride, this new power of Sprite’s draped onto her psyche like a welcoming, warm cloak. Magick and Therion both were each other’s biggest friends and fieriest rivals; the idea of mastering both made her stomach tingle! ”Know ‘t be soundin’ cliche, but some critters’re genno scared’o me, y’know? So I’m go try an’ summon a cat that don’ spit at me an’ walk away.” No, she didn’t mean Randle by that. Had to focus, concentrate..

”Oh, yeah-“ And continue the game, of course. Shooting the next unfortunate contestant a playful smile, Sprite finally added: ”Y’, m’lucky guy, will henc’n’forth be.. a Court Fool! Arn’ no more glorious class in ‘em universe, is there?” Metaspace’d better give ‘em one of those hats with the bells on them, that’d be kicking!

"Ohoho! Plot twist! I am already a regular fool! You have only made me stronger! Thanks for the jester hat, by the way! I'll be sure to jingle about with it!" Xá cartwheeled his way out of the room... and then hurried back to poke his head back in.

"Oh yeah! Oh NeXt PeRsOn~ ThOu aRt To Be... a Mog Knight!"

" I can wield and sword and still be an adorable creature!? Awesome, man!" After a few swings of the sword, his eyes widened in horror. "Wait...where's my speed!? I need my speeeeeed!!!"



"You!" The hedgehog points to the next person. " You're a Magick Archer now! Haha!"

"Oh nice, MAGIC ARROW! Hold up WHERE IN THE WORLD DID MY LAMP GO!?"

"And to you," She looks to the next person "Can't hurt people with the Cleric class, eh?"

" True "

" The next character is a medic "

"I mean, I guess I could."

"The person below me is..." *flips through a rpg reference book* "...a melee specialist of some kind."

"But I'm already a melee specialist! ..Does that mean I'm even BETTER at melee!? Because I will take that! ATATATATATATATA!!"



"You are now a Bard. Enjoy!"

"A bard? Oohoho, baby~" Xaria grinned as two new speaker systems opened up and extended from her shoulders, the felidroid's neon trim all along her body lighting up as a fancy pair of earbuds formed over her head. "It's gonna get *loud* and the beats are poppin' Hope you don't mind if I drop the bass!" As she spoke, two halves of holographic shades extended from her headset and over her pink glowing eyes, connecting across the bridge of her nose as she posed. As Xaria didn't acquire an instrument.. She is the instrument!

As for our next guest: I choose you, Geomancer!

"Geomancer? I suppose I could make that work. A few earth spikes here and there could really make my job so much easier if im honest" He laid a smile on his face and took a moment to think "Maybe that could be a future update, actually.... gotta take a mental note of that."

"Your gonna be my personal favorite class. An artificer!"

Jolene claps her hands, “Well well, aren’t you a lucky guesser? Let’s see….”She thought for a while then her eyes twinkled as she gotten a idea and Yakov placed a light bulb above her head. She swatted away his hand.



“Whoever above us is an tank.”

The biomechanical beast was very unfamiliar with these human activities, including being given "classes". Weren't tanks solid metal vehicles that had gun-like weaponry built into them? Very funny, he thought. Just because he's biomechanical, that gives this person the right to compare him to inanimate objects?

However, upon having the term being explained to him, Zeno nodded slowly in understanding.

"A great choice," Zeno chuffed. "Being cybernetic, I can outlast almost any being that is purely... organic. I do wonder, can you humans make me a set of armour that can go over the tubes in my back? That would be wonderful. Could make me even more of an exceptional tank."


"As for you..." Zeno turns to the next person, scouring through a list of different possible classes. "You are now... a Hunter."