Tobias, Thea

Thea Tobias

Seventeen

Female

British

Thea

This Sword Art grants the player the ability to pick up a large item they wouldn't be able to normally and throw it at targets. The size can be anything from a boulder to a cart to a disabled monster to an extremely large potion bottle. The devastating blow can be aimed to become more accurate, but lifting the item and aiming takes time. This Sword Art is very slow at the beginning, for the user has to gather the strength to use it. If they attack a monster with it, the result will be the same as a suplex. To activate the Sword Art, the user must get into crouched position. The users entire body will glow.

A quick Sword Art that allows for the user to either rush in and attack quickly or throw an item (Up to two), such as a potion bottle, using their martial arts skill at a fast rate. To activate the Sword Art, the user must get into a jogging stance, as if warming up. If using the Sword Art to throw, the users hands will glow, if using the Sword Art to attack with their fists, their feet will glow.

Thea was born in a small town in the United Kingdom. The town was Lynmouth, and the population was tiny. Everyone knew everyone, and the children all grew up together. The tiny village didn't have a school, and neither did the village of Lynton, a village that was connected to their village by a railway. Both villages were governed by one council, and so the children from both villages often had to take a train to school. There were less than fifty children in Elementary between both the villages, so the children who were all born around the same time got to know each other very well.

At their school, they were often excluded from activities because they often got to classes late due to the train. Thea often found herself with her friends in the school's courtyard, talking about the happenings in the village. The city kids would often walk by, flashing their expensive phones and electronics to the small village children. Lynmouth was mostly a fishing town, so most of the children could not afford those sorts of electronics. Thea was one of them. During classes most of the village children would goof off and mess around. They all had fishing boats to take over after school ended. Thea, however, was not settling for that. She worked hard, but she barely passed her classes.

School was something that just didn't click for her, and it wasn't until an art class in her fourth year that she found something she was good at. Her painting was amazing. The teacher immediately sent it off to a student competition in London. It won the competition and was displayed in a gallery in the city. Thea never got the chance to go see it because of the lack of funds from her family, but she decided to continue with art and eventually see one of her paintings in a gallery. So, throughout her middle school years, she continued painting. She took her art with her everywhere. While the other kids would play around, Thea would draw and paint. She wanted to get out of the village, and if her grades couldn't do it, then her hands would have to do it.

Eventually, her art was picked up by a manager, and all her paintings began circulation in the art world. By her eighth year, Thea was offered a scholarship to a boarding school in America for fine art students. Without even consulting her parents, she took it. Her entire life, Thea's parents had never done anything to her or made steps toward talking to her. Her father had always been at sea and her mother constantly busy with sewing or shopping with friends. It had never crossed Thea's mind that they would be upset when she said she was leaving the village. The night before she boarded the train to leave to the airport, a huge argument was had in her home. Her father, stressed from days at sea, ended up smacking Thea across the face, sending her off to her new school with a large unsightly bruise over half her face.

When she arrived at the school, stares were to be had all around. The new scholarship student who had a large bruise over half her face. What a mystery! Many students kept away from her, as if afraid the bruise was contagious. Several teachers thought she was the victim of abuse and constantly hovered near her, frightening other students. Her first year in boarding school bloomed a flower of loneliness, which became apparent on her art. Then, one day, while walking outside the school, she passed the public high school down the road from her school. The students in the public school were so rough, and they barely noticed her standing outside of the school. All except for one boy, who ended up becoming her only friend. He asked if she was alright, and soon he became her only American friend. Eventually, they grew to share a small group of friends, most of them introduced to her by him.

The paintings from that year ended up becoming her highest selling paintings. The next year, after an awkward summer in her home town, which was spent mostly talking about the American boy and his interests in gaming, she became slightly more social, still crippled by worry, doubt and shyness.

On her birthday, which landed on a school day, her parents sent her a Nervgear helmet. It was the first electronic she had ever actually owned aside from a small phone that the school gave her. The helmet only came with one game, so she slipped it on and waited for the game to load. It turns out her father had gone to great lengths to get her something he was sure teenagers would like, that fun new game, Sword Arts Online. After all, she had spent an entire summer talking about games.

A chill swept through her body as she looked up to the man speaking. The crowd was in a hushed state of suspense when he spoke. His words, although simple vibrations form his vocal cords, shook the Earth under Thea's feet. All the other players that surrounded her could feel it too. The quiet before the storm. The man wasn't lying. As the crowd erupted into chaos, she crept silently. What did this mean? Would her body lay unconscious in her dormitory until someone noticed she hadn't been around? No... She was sure they would be told she had gotten the nervgear helmet by her parents. It was unsettling, but all she could do was try to survive. The life she had worked so hard to achieve was within her grasp back in the real world. To get to that blissful life... Thea had to survive no matter who or what got in her way.