Evil Lee
Well-Known Member, from Your Closet
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About
- Location:
- Your Closet
- Occupation:
- Serial Lee'er
I am Evil Lee, Born in an alternative dimension where Leegood became Evil.Interact
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Name: Jon Wi
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age:22
Class: warrior
Rank: E
Points: 0
Weapons:Ceremonial Iron sword, Ceremonial Iron Shield, Police stunning Device (3 charges), Police Baton (Ceramic)
Armors:Ceremonial Guard armor, made of cloth and silk, reinforced with durable tree bark.
Coins:Skill A: Keep watch: This man know's how to handle an all-nighter or 3, With the chronically short-staffed Royal police force he has been forced to take more than a few shifts in a row.
Skill B: Basic Swordsmanship: Due to years of citizens making fun of the imperial police for not knowing how to use swords, all imperial police must go through the basics of swordsmanship before becoming a full-fledged officer.
Skill C: Average skill in self-defense to handle drunk tourists and petty thieves
Skill D: Adaptive, Years of working in a job with ever-changing responsibilities he's grown to adapt to changes, since this job is rather prestigious and he'd also want to stay in this job.
Skill E: Basic camping and survival skills: The paranoid head of security mandates that all police forces must undergo such training in the even of a disaster/apocolypse or something.
Skill F: Basic Cooking: Years of eating packaged noodles alone in his apartment has taught him the value of adding other albeit cheap, ingredients to make his food more tasty.
Skill G: Easier Time learning languages: Due to having to escort tourists of different nations to different places, or putting those same drunk tourists into the nearby jail for public nuisance, Jon has developed the ability to pick out what words mean what, since the difference between a man hold a knife saying 'Here you go officer, A free heirloom knife!' or 'I'm going to stab you police dog!' is quite different.2 Ocean Cow Beef Hotpockets
1 Seafresh Cola
Fire-Starter
1 pair of handcuffs
Wallet with $100 worth of coins in it (5 $10 coins, 10 $5 dollar coins), Drivers License, ID, Police badge.
Handkerchief
Maintenance equipment for armor and sword.It was the usual as Jon Wi patrolled around the perimeter of the historical castle in his ceremonial armor and sword that the government was proud of, He yawned and complained to himself 'Jay had a family emergency, Kayla needs to get a surgey done, and Bob is taking his off day today, so it's just me, great!'
It was a boring shift, with the only activity being to chase off drunk tourists and dumb kids from doing anything to the castle. In fact there was so much internal security installed on the castle that Jon doubted anyone but a large nation could fund a group to steal things from it but no such nation has any reason to do so.
As he passed the poster of a missing girl, he sighed and a woman spoke up "The mother's been searching for how long now?" I looked at the woman who spoke to me "About a couple years now, We're still searching." The woman seemed to tear up a bit before shaking her head. "You'll find her, right?"
I raised an eyebrow at this point, was this the mother who started an activist wave? The one and only mother who would uncover multiple huge criminal rings and corrupt government officials just because she was just searching for her daughter that went missing one day?!
In a daze I nodded my head at the hero, only snapping out of it as her footsteps clapped against the stone beneath, fading further and further away.
"I never knew the hero looked that way huh."
Jon continued the patrol when he noticed something strange, A vehicle was parked in front of the gate and that was illegal so he spoke into his transmitter "Un-identified parked vehicle, Checking."
He walked towards the vehicle with his hand on the sword when a beeping came from the vehicle
Then, Only a flash"Where, Where am I?"
I looked around to see a medieval ren-fair kind of vibe with all sorts of races casually walking with each other, even some that I was sure did not exist in Tasarin, I gave myself a relaxed stance and started exploring this strange town.
'Smells horrible, I wonder where I am though? It seems they are speaking a language similar to the Ekeet Noblemen that visit at formal occasions, Darn, That language is a punch to learn and now your telling me theres a similar language?!'
I tired speaking to a kid
"Hey kid, point me to your nearest government office"
The orc looking kid tilted his head, looked at my sword and happily started talking in something I did not understand
"A foreign adventurer! I wonder if you came from over the seas? or from the sky? or~ or ~ or~ anyways since it seems you are lost I'll take you to the best receptionist in town!"
I raised an eyebrow since I didint understand anything he said and it seemed he took it as me saying 'really' or something to his question, his body language said he was boasting about something, Or that what I'm thinking it means, and made a go on gesture
The orc kid smiled, grabbed my hand and pulled me to a catlady receptionist