The True Introduction - Introduce yourself all over again.

[Sakura]

Sakura-Chan

Sakura, a student of Majihori University, sets out on a quest to find her lost sister. Accompanied only by her talking teddy bear and a swirling cloud of cherry blossom, she packs her kimono pockets with pocky and rice balls. She travels from town to town only for fruitless results, until one day, in the square of a small village she found her fruit. It seems it was a coveted prize two others were locking arms to gain.

Could this lead her to her sister? Could her rice balls last long in her pockets? Was her bear trying to eat her pocky?

She would never know until she entered the grueling tournament of...

..the Pocket Otaku!

[BWS-1]

Yeah! Sounds like a decent thing to do. C'mon! some support here

BWS-1

BWS-1, whos real name remains unknown, was and still is obsessed about his PSO character, BWS-1 the HUcast. He is so obsessed that he isolated himself for years in the middle of nowhere to achieve his dream ... become BWS-1! After years of hard work and researches he managed to create ... a mask! But this mask of BWS-1 has been made with so much otakuism that it created an interdementional portal that transported BWS-1 to a world parallel to the one he used to be in.

With enough judo skills to defend himself in the dark alleys and forests of the PocketOtakuWorld and his quest to NOT find a way to get back to his real world because he enjoys this world too much, BWS-1 wanders in the PocketOtakuWorld unaware of his destiny.

After his years of isolation, and no one to spare with, BWS-1 needs a good fight and trough a tormenting dream, he was informed of the fantastic tournament being held in the region, the tournament of ...

..the Pocket Otaku!

[Therin]

Fire. Trollocs running everywhere. People screaming, dying. and one man in the middle of it all, Dreadlord Dantrel Rayne, laughing. Behind the corner of a burning house, Damion Mythral watches his family, friends, and village burning. Sorrow and Horror swirl in his thoughts, twisting combining, until the only thing left is blind fury and vengeance. He blacks out.

Rayne looks around, admiring the swath of destruction. trollocs really are peerless at razing, he thinks. His expedition is going far better than he expected.

A boy steps out from behind the corner of a burning house, carrying a dropped sythesword. His face is set in a determined grimace. The air around him crackles with power. His eyes burn with the blood red fires of wrath. He speaks, "Rayne!"

Rayne whirls, startled that someone in this backwater village knows his name. A boy stands there, Damion, if Rayne heard the screams correctly, but he has transformed. He holds a sythesword, curved edgeward as opposed to backward the way a scimitar does, and the air around him is faily burning with the amount of power in him. But the worst part is his eyes. They glow blood red. For the first time in his life, Rayne feels fear. There was one other man who's eyes glowed like that. Lews Therin Mythral, The greatest battle sorcerer of all time, powerful beyond belief, even more powerful than Rayne himself. Now that he takes a closer look at the boy, Rayne begins to notice certain resemblences to Lews Therin. Apparently the man had a son, but fostered him to someone else to raise. Knowing he can't compete with power such as that, Rayne creates a gateway to another place, far from here.

Damion wakes up. he is surrounded by a blasted ring of trolloc bodies. Memory returns, images flowing through his head, of fire, and trollocs, and killing. His village has been destroyed. He remembers looking at the man who ordered it, and vowing to avenge his family and friends. Another memory comes to him, the man's name, Dantrel Rayne, though Damion is sure the man never spoke while he was there. Then his head is flooded with new memories, things Damion never experienced, and a name to go with them, Lews Therin. Taking on the name of his father, Damoin embarks on a quest for vengeance. His journey takes him far across the land, and into other lands and back, until he hears of a tournament, and the crowd favorite, Dantrel Rayne. Following the rumors and leads, Damion/Lews Therin Mythral enters the tournament of...

...The Pocket Otaku

[Azurel]

Dantrel Rayne, dark mage/mediocre swordsman.While razing a small town with his trollocs, a boy resembling his greatest foe, Lews Therin, tries to stand up to Rayne. The worst part about the boy is that he has put fear in Rayne. A boy, how could a boy scare Dantrel Rayne?

Seeing this boy, through the destruction Rayne could hear the villagers calling him "Damion," and his eyes, glowing blood red, just like Lews Therin, the thought of this boy being his son crossed his mind. If there was any possibility that this boy was related to the great Lews Therin, then his power must be immense. This scared Dantrel so much that he opened a portal and stepped through.

Now, Rayne seeks one thing: defeating Damion.

Wondering along a path, Rayne stumbles on a tiny arena. Still stumbling, Rayne crushes many tiny people. Rayne is then shrunk (chibi!) by the pocket otaku arena's magic. Landing flat on his face Rayne enters the world of...

POCKET OTAKU!

[Aindriahhn]

Shocked at waking up in the bottom of a lake, it takes Aindraihhn a while to realize the lake is alchohol! Swallowing it all with his black-hole like Scottish stomach, Aindriahhn fumbled drunkenly for his clamour (big, huge scottish sword) and bagpipes. His one goal in mind to find the one who made this giant lake of alcohol! Wandering, he comes a cross a sign in a town, perhaps he can find the one he seeks in the tournment...


... Pocket Otaku!!!!

[Doot]

Searching for the Dark Blade of Miniopia, Ninja Doot sets out on a quest given to her by her master, Pow Ting. She bounds through the tree tops and bears witness one night from the rustling limbs a sort of tournament. In the grassy forest floor below two fighters circle each other and fight for what looks a large piece of fruit, much resembling the island home fruit of Ninja Doot's arch nemesis and thief of the Dark Blade, his name still unknown.

Ninja Doot's instincts tell her to join this tournament for it will lead her to the blade and to her enemy. She swoops down from the tree to enter the ancient fisticuffs of...

..the Pocket Otaku!

[Shurikane]

Insanity container Shurikane, AKA Shuri!

She's got bloodlust, she's got attitude and she's freakin' out of her mind. Former stunt actress that's been fired due to impossibly high insurance preniums, she fought all over the place (read: her bedroom) to get back her honor and be recognized as an Official Asskicker Stuntchick. Homemade sword in hand, Shuri, traumatised from her failed acting experience and now a model for all the gory pictures of rotten.com (if you get hurt, might as well make something out of it), stomps into the PO plaza and demands to be entered into the tournament of...

...the Pocket Otaku, bitch!

[Sciler]

Mistress FuFu aka Sciler

Whip cracks and yells, mingled with moans, escape from this dark dungeon as Mistress FuFu does her dirty work of hurting the rich folk, all in the name of pleasure. With a mischievous grin upon her lips, her work for the night is done, all at the early hour of 2 AM. She yawns in boredom as she closes up her pleasure pit and heads out onto the town, armed with her handy whip and cleavage that even makes women faint from the shear overwhelmingness of it. Hearing the sounds of grunting and yells, she thinks someone else has invaded her turf and goes to investigate...only to find a tournament of girlieman fighters. Thinking to herself, "I shall overwhelm them with my bosom and take them all as slaves" Grinning from ear to ear, possessing the sole power of her Dom-Fu, she enters the tournament of

...the Pocket Otaku.

[Chibi Knight]

A young boy sits surrounded by empty jolt cans diligently playing a video game. He cannot afford a memory card so he must play non-stop til the game is defeated. Mere moments before the defeat of yet ANOTHER Lord of Darkness, a loud thump is heard on the rooftop. Just as the boy looks up, the ceiling opens up and in crashes a cute and fun-sized ninja girl. The boy just manages to avoid the ninja as she falls on top of the game console, thus obliterating his unsaved game. As sparks fly and the power slowly fades from the ill-fated system, the ninja quickly stands and dusts herself off. With a quick scan of her surroundings and a stern look at the boy, the ninja *vanishes* as quickly as she arrived. The boy is left heartbroken and torn, his one true freind DESTROYED by the cute and fun-sized ninja girl. Quickly he runs to his toybox and grabs what arsenal he can find; an old wooden sword, plastic armor and a bicycle helment should do quite nicely. As he stands to leave on his journey, a long look at his old friend lying powerless on the floor, he nods his goodbyes and heads for the door. Just then a voice is heard from behind him. He turns to see, but only his game system remains. The voice is heard again, this time louder. He hesitantly steps forward to see what is going on. Just as he nears the machine, a bolt of electricity shoots forward into his body. When the smoke clears, all that stands is the boy no longer in toys. He now stands as a Knight of Justice, armed with his Lazer Sword and Gauntlet of Power...he is now ready for the task at hand. To find the ninja girl and avenge his fallen friend. As he leaves his home, a voice trails behind him and it whispers...

...Pocket Otaku~

[RivaOni]

RivaOni

Boarded Pioneer 2 looking for a new home, qualified from the Hunters Guild and became famous for being the first ever Hunter to use two light sabers. gradually working his way through the entire of Ragol in search for the mystical force behind the destruction og the Pioneer 1 project, his journey took him through forests caves and factory's until eventually he found that force and begun his quest to destroyit and bring piece back to his new home.

He is looking to use the Pocket Otaku tournament to build his strength and finally rid Ragol of its darkest enemy