So hi again! It's been a huge amount of time since I've been active, but now that my first year of college is over with and it's finally Summer, I'd like to start RPing again. The only difference is that I'd like to get a fresh start more than anything. Both my writing and drawing have improved tremendously since my last post, so I may either just shelve or delete my current characters and use the brand new one that I believe is much more interesting design and character-wise.
Maybe I'll revamp Baccarat and CookMan later, since they're still super salvageable as concepts, just amateurishly made, but that's for later. For now, I'll just write and post my new character's application and hope for the best. It's good to see you again, and I hope you enjoy RPing with my new guy ^^

Baccarat flicked his wrist and the red claws faded away, his staff reappearing in his hand.
"Good job, I'm sorry for not doing this more often. Its just so busy having to work at a restaurant now."
"Its fine, both of us are pretty rusty. Its not your fault anyway."
While Baccarat didn't know everything sbout the outside world, he knew that his operator needed to uphold his responsibilities in order to keep both of their lives comfortable.
"You up for some more?"
Baccarat smiled. "Oh yeah, that group barely put a dent in me. I'm still game."
With that, the navi continued to explore ACDCNet, looking for more virtual punching bags to train on.

(Requesting Battle 2; Baccarat 90 HP)

Blaise, watching the entire scene, scratched his head as the laser turned into a golden coin, bouncing off the metool's head, rattling to the ground, and fading away.
"It... Lived?"
"Yeah, this guy's a lucky little bugger. He gets the privilege of dying last."
While Blaise is normally put off by all of his Navi's crass remarks, he decided to play along. He was getting about as sick of the metools as Baccarat was.
" Well, then you'd better finish him off before his luck kicks in again. For all we know, that thing could shank you and kill you or something."
"Hey! these things have already taunted me enough, I don't need any lip from you." Baccarat said facetiously.
Blaise just rolled his eyes and laughed to himself, sending his navi "Rageclaw1". Baccarat's cane materialized for a second, and his fingers morphed into five sharp, red sevens, drawing near and slashing at the virus.

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Tried Rageclaw1
(40 + Slashing (Attack); Accuracy: B

Baccarat was conked by the virus' mattock and his head was knocked back as if it were a pez dispenser. He groaned at first, but shook off the pain and regained a fighting stance.

"Oh, you think you're cute, huh? I bet that felt really good."
a rather twisted grin overcame Baccarat's face.
" I may have used all my chips on your buddy, but now your weapon,not to mention, all of your friends are gone."
the tip of his cane reverted back to his original form, now aimed at the final metool. Meanwhile, Blaise was keeping up with inner dialogue as Baccarat spewed his rant.
"Hmm, he's been on edge ever since this battle started. It's not like him to lose his patience over a bunch of little metools.. Maybe he's just anxious, excited to virus-bust again"

Blaise held the button on the tip of his cane, and fired a small, yellow laser at the final beast.
" I bet I won't even need to use a chip to stop you."

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1. Tried normal buster shot.

Baccarat laughed at the demise of the poor, hard-hatted virus.
Baccarat shook his head. "It never even had a chance..." The Navi thought to himself.
"Careful Bach, we aren't out of the woods quite yet."
Baccarat raised his eyebrows at his operator.
"Oh yeah, because I should feel the numerous skills and tactics of such a formidable virus. I'm especially terrified, of their... of the-"

Both Baccarat's and Blaise's eyes followed the Metool (B)'s "outstanding" strike.
"Of that!"

Baccarat burst into laughter , no longer able to hold in his chortles. After a few seconds, he calmed down and wiped his eyes.
"Alright, now that that happened, time to put the next one out of misery."

Baccarat aimed at the Metool who "struck fear" into Baccarat's heart with such a skillful attack, firing what looked like a bright red and white poker chip. Baccarat was more prepared for the kick though, and kept his hand steady. His hand didn't even fly up into the hair when he shot the artillery.

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1. Tried Shotgun
(50 + Spread 1);(Metool B )

Operator
Name: Matthias Chant
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: Matthias Chant is a black hair and green-eyed young-adult with a slightly muscular build. He stands at around six feet but normally keeps a somewhat slouched posture. He can normally be seen wearing long-sleeve, plaid shirts with the sleeves rolled to his ankles and blue jeans. On colder days, he'll wear a white jacket and a black beanie.

Personality: There's no denying that Matthias is a slacker. He will procrastinate any activity until the last second, but in many cases, he is clever enough to put together a half-baked plan that will suffice until he could form a more substantial idea. Despite realizing his lazy and rather self-sabotaging nature hinders him more than it harms, he hates being called out for it. In general, he has very little patience and a short fuse. He tends to let his anger get the best of him after dealing with a tedious and tiring situation, but it doesn't take him long to regain his happy mood. He doesn't tend to hold grudges and he blows off steam rather quickly.

PET Modifications: Chant's PET is orange with golden trim, but there are no other modifications to the device.

NetNavi
Name: CookMan.EXE
Gender:Male
Element: Fire
Subtype: Sword
Appearance: CookMan is a tall but rather skinny, orange Navi who wears a large, white helmet in the shape of a chef's hat. His chest-plate is a sandy color that has the shape and design of a chef's garb and wears long, black pants. He has an orange shirt under the chest-piece and orange boots as well. He also wears a sandy colored oven mitt, with which he brandishes his sword, like weapon: a dark brown cake spatula. His buster, on the other hand, is also the same color.

Personality: CookMan is much more quiet and cautious than his operator, but makes up for it with his snootiness and general know-it-all attitude. He is much more cautious than Chant, and is nearly always the one who has to end up calming him down. He isn't generally a mean person, but he rarely gives anyone else a chance to prove themselves to him. He is quick to judge after his first meet, and can come off as quite condescending because of how stubborn he is in his ways.

Custom Weapon: CookMan's Buster is no different from the standard model, but his sword looks like a wooden cake spatula. This doesn't make it any weaker than a metal sword; it only appears to be made of wood.

Signature Attack:
Convection Current-
A fire elemental and phasing attack that has a charge time before use. It does 20 damage by sending a focused wave of heat at an opponent, phasing through obstacles, knocking the opponent back. However, it takes time for the heat to be generated within CookMan's buster. The heat generated by CookMan then gives him extra energy, hasting him. This abiliy has a 3 turn cooldown.

20 FireShot + Charge Time + Knockback + Phasing + Haste ( 90 points + 30 nerf points)

4th chip: HeatShot

NCP: Set Lava.

Baccarat was caught off guard by all three of the metools and tried to figure out a strategy. It would be hard to dodge all three of them and be unscathed.
His thoughts were cut off by a familiar voice.
"Alright, I'm sending over some chips."

The operator sent over Cannon and Shotgun to his Navi.

"Good one ya'll, but its going to take more than a suprise to put me out of commission."

Baccarat pulled a quirky smile and cracked his neck. The faster these ugly lumps were dead, the faster he and Blaise could progress.

"..Go get'em, champ." Blaise whispered to himself.

Baccarat moved up and the cherry at the tip of his cane morphed into a standard red cannon, aimed at Metool (A). Upon hitting a small button on the grip of his staff, a large roulette ball fired at the metool. The kick from the blast knocked Baccarat's arm up over his head, he even almost lost his balance.

"Man, I've lost some of my strength," Baccarat thought "Have I really been that lazy?"

Blaise took note of the kick as well, and seemed a bit concerned for his Navi, but he didn't say anything, as he thought it would ruin Baccarat's mojo, but he wondered how Baccarat could dodge all of the shockwaves coming at him at once.

" I should have gotten more support chips before I jacked him in... oh well, he can handle it." Blaise pondered.

Regardless, the Navi still tried his best to focus on how to carefully weave around the attacks.
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1. Tried: Cannon (60 + Knockback); (Metool A)

Baccarat warped to the start of ACDCnet and started roaming around.
"Weird, normally there's more people around here. This section's a little quiet."

Blaise looked at his PET and studied the landscape

"Just keep looking, viruses should pop up eventually. We got pretty lucky to be beamed in a location that isn't occupied by other Navis."

Baccarat nodded, and explored the open area, and suddenly head small pitter patter behind them. He slowly craned his head around to look with his staff tightly clutched and ready for a potential counter-attack.
"I found something." Baccarat chuckled to himself and whispered to Blaise. "The little buggers are trying to sneak up on me.... you ready?"

Blaise readied his chips and focused on the screen, the viruses in this area are normally weaker than the rest of the net, but that didn't mean the two could slack off.

"Ready if you are."

Baccarat turned around with his staff pointed as if he was holding a poolstick.

((Ready for battle 1))

The winter sun crept below the horizon under the cover of gray, dreary clouds as the city traffic began to pick up again as the city traffic began to pick up again for the evening rush.
Blaise, sitting in a cozy booth, stared outside at the cityscape, his tea steaming into the light above his table. electronic lounge music quietly peppered the atmosphere of the dim restaurant and the smell of nearby food only fueled Blaise's hunger. He pulled his PET out of a vest pocket, to be greeted by Baccarat, who was killing time by playing a game of pool. He seemed to be ignoring Blaise at first

"Hey you", Blaise spoke, "You care to grace me with your presence?"

Not having heard Blaise, the navi continued looking at the pool table, trying to figure out how to line up his next shot

"Baccarat!"

The navi was startled by Blaise's sarcastically loud tone and messed his shot up, scratching the cue-ball. He groaned a little bit to himself, but still kept a positive demeanor for his operator. After all, at least it wasn't a real game.

"Yeah yeah," he said sarcastically, "I'm on it, and besides, what's wrong with passing the time?"

"Well, what am I supposed to do while you're shooting pool? twiddle my thumbs?"

"It's not my job to keep you entertained, kiddo."

Blaise rolled his eyes and was about to say something, but a waitress approached his table with his meal in a to-go bag: A flat-bread pizza.

"Thank you ma'am"

Blaise left a tip on the table and took his bag and PET. He walked out of the door and back to his apartment. It's been a long time since he had a day off work like this, he was ready to use the internet. After slightly rushing upstairs to his room, he settled down and scarfed down his pizza.

"Alright Baccarat, you ready to go virus busting?" Blaise asked, stretching his arms out.

Baccarat smiled "You know it, partner. Its been forever since we've been on the net."

Blaised smiled. Even though he knew that the relationship with his navi was most likely 99% sass, he knew Baccarat was a good friend. Regardless of what they said to eachother, they always seemed to work well in battle, as if they both shared the exact strategy for dealing with enemies.
"Alright, its been awhile, so lets start out in ACDC net to warm up a bit. We can head to internet city a bit later."

Blaise held up his PET.
"Jack in, Baccarat; Execute!"
"Execute!

The connection was a success and sent his navi over the web

Signature Attacks:

Payout -
Baccarat throws a glowing red die at his opponent that drains 20 health with direct contact and has a splash effect that hits in two directions. The splash damage does not drain. The "drain" effect has a visual effect that looks like 20 small, gold coins, being absorbed by Baccarat. It is an Elec Element move.

((20dmg Elec LifeDrain)Splash2 + Throw type + 2TCD) (60pts)