This comes after reading a chapter and a half of the .HACK manga. Gawd, I'm obsessed. :sweatdrop:

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Character class: Alchemist

Welcome to The World...

Edward Elric opened his golden eyes to take in the virtual world he had just landed in.

"So this is The World, eh?" He asked to no one while looking around to see if he could find his brother anywhere. He knew the game was becoming very popular, but it was Alphonse who had finally gotten him to join. Speaking of Al, where was he? He couldn't have gotten far, they had both logged on at the same time. But then again he hadn't had to the go through the whole registration process that Ed had just gone through.

"HIYA BROTHER!" a character came running up to Ed and jumped on his back, knocking the boy over. He turned onto his back to see a boy with blonde hair and a floppy hat sitting on his stomach. The hat was over one eye, knocked askew from the tackle, and he had two silver stripes on each cheek. His clothes resembled light armor and there was a long staff strapped to his back.

"Al? Will you get offa me?" Ed groaned, trying to sit up.

"I'm not Al in here brother." the boy said, "I'm Catman4576 the wavemaster!"

"Oh geez Al, Catman? Couldn't you come up with something more original?"

"It's not my fault!" Al whimpered, "It's tinystarkitten's! SHE'S THE ONE WHO NAMED ME!" Al shouted to the sky.

"Curse you authoress!" Edward bellowed to the heavens.

"QUIET ELRICS OR I'LL PAIR YOU BOTH WITH ARMSTRONG!" I shouted down at them.

"EEP! W-we're sorry! We won't do it again! We're not worthy!" They shouted in unison, getting on their knees and bowing.

"Aw, I'm flattered." I told them before going off to write this story.

"Um, what are you two doing?" Came a feminine voice. The brothers looked up to see a girl with long blonde hair, but no face markings. On her hands were metal wrist guards - five of them - layered on top of each other until they nearly reached her elbows. She wore a black tube top and poofy, blue pants with gray markings on the sides. Her shoes resembled ballet shoes. On her back was a large sword with dark blue markings on it.

"Um, worshipping the author." Al told the girl shyly. She was really pretty, to say the least.

"Ha. Funny. My name is Rockbell, the heavy blade." She told them, helping them both up.

"Rockbell... why does that sound so familiar?" Ed asked, stroking his non-existent goatee. "Unless... WINRY?"

"Huh? How do you know my name?" she took a second to ponder the situation. "Wait, Ed? Al? That you?" her eyes were wide with disbelief.

"Yep." Ed said confidently. Al merely nodded.

"WELL WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" Winry shouted, hitting Ed over the head with the flat edge of her sword.

"Hey, I just joined today! Don't hit me! Al's the one who's been on over a month!" Ed exclaimed, covering his head from potential near-future whacks. Winry turned on Al.

"Al? Would you care to explain why I was never informed of the fact that you played The World?" she asked threateningly, holding her sword at the ready.

"I-I didn't know that you even liked games! Let alone played the world!" Al whimpered, covering his head.

"Well Al, if you had told me, WE COULD'VE FORMED A PARTY!" she told him angrily, sword above his head.

"I'M SORRY!" Al cried.

"Hey, I have an idea. Why don't you two shut up and the three of us can form this "party" thing that you two are talking about." Ed suggested with a sarcastic tone.

"You know, that's not a bad idea shorty. I knew I befriended you for some reason." Winry said, putting her sword on her back.

"WHO ARE YOU CALLING SO SHORT HE COULD MISTAKEN FOR A MICROSCOPIC PEBBLE!" Ed shouted, arms flailing wildly. Winry hit him over the head again to shut him up. And it worked.

MEANWHILE!

A woman with blonde hair pulled onto the back of her head by a clip, stood between two virtual buildings, arms crossed and her foot tapping impatiently. Her player character was pretty. She had pale blue semi circles on her cheeks, and her shirt was light blue and airy, with dark blue patterns decorating the hems. On her arms she wore metal armguards that went up to her elbows. She wore gray pants that tucked into ankle-high boots. On her hips she had two guns, held there by loops attached her pants. However this appearance did not reflect her personality at all. The woman was impatient, demanding, and trigger happy. She even had a gun with her at all times in real life.

A hand reached out and touched the woman's shoulder. She whipped around, guns drawn, and found that she was about to shoot her partner.

"Don't ever do that again Roy." she scolded him, putting her guns away.

"Now, Now. In here my name is Flame the Alchemist, just as yours is Hawkeye the gunhand." The man said with a smirk. He was a handsome character. He had raven hair, but no facial markings to speak of. He wore a large metal chestplate with a red "X" on it. There was a black under shirt that tucked into white gloves with red alchemy circles on them. The circles allowed him to shoot flames at his enemies with just a snap of his fingers. He wore gray pants like Hawkeye's that tucked into knee-high boots.

"I don't give a damn. To me, you are Roy Mustang who, unfortunately for me, happens to work in the same department as I do." Hawkeye huffed.

"Oh come, now Riza. You shouldn't talk like that to your superior." Roy said with a mock-scolding tone.

"You don't scare me, you know." She told him, hands over her guns.

"Didn't expect you to be. Now, on to business. Did anything interesting happen today?" Mustang asked her

"Well, the only thing actually interesting that happened today was that Breda got hit on by a female werewolf. He freaked out, of course, despite the fact that she was indeed human." Hawkeye said with a smirk.

"That all?" Mustang asked. He had expected at least something really worth mentioning.

"Well..." Hawkeye started.

"Yes?" Roy asked. Maybe something actually had happened today for a change.

"There was a new user that joined today. Fullmetal, I believe his name is." Hawkeye informed him. Mustang fell anime style.

"WHAT'S THAT GOT TO DO WITH ANYTHING?" He shouted. Hawkeye pulled out a gun and shot at him to shut him up.

"His character class is alchemist. He would be the perfect guinea pig for that thing you've wasted my paycheck on to make." She told him, putting her gun away.

"You know, that's not a bad idea. Not a bad idea at all." Roy said, an evil genius type smile slithering across his face.

Well, what do you all think? Do you like it? TELL ME!

I'm looking for five girls to put in this fic. Three to be in Ed, Al, and Winry's party and two for Roy underlings. If you ask nicely, I just may decide to put you in. There won't be any pairings, but crushes are fine ;) I need a description of the character, character class, and a BRIEF bio. If you don't know what character class you would be, I'll decide from the bio. Once again, ask nicely. :heart:

UPDATE!

I now have all the five characters I need. No more please, sorry! Thanks muchly to those that have given me characters. If they don't appear in the next chapter, they will soon. Bye for now!