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  2. Kioshi

    Hello?

    OOC: You have to read the entire rules of this website mate. This isn't how you roleplay or make a post. This is the wrong board to ask questions too. Create a journal first. Follow its guidelines. Again, make sure you read and understand the entire rules. You can use my journal as an example of a journal. EDIT: You also need to register too. Just being a guest won't do. Also another thing, floor bosses are usually done by staff and in special occasions as far as I know. I don't think players can control them like other mobs or sub-bosses
  3. Guest

    Hello?

    "umm hello? My names Gail I'm a great sword user I'm I nice guy and I need some help with with the floor 1 boss"
  4. ID: 105078 -- CD: 5 (It tastes like s*it! Lose 1 material. Gained 1 EXP) ID: 105079 -- CD: 6 -- LD: 5 + 2 = 7 (Fail to salvage. Lost 1 material. Gained 2 EXP) Kioshi tries to make biltong from beef, cutting strips of meat and hangs it outside with a drying rack just under the sun. He doesn't know if what he does is right, but hopefully it would produce at least some decent results. He goes back in to have a cup of cold red syrup drink, the taste being quite sweet. Maybe he should have gotten more rest, as he soon falls asleep and the rain pours down, wetting the drying meat. Awaking to the sound of thunder, Kioshi opens his eyes and stares outside, noticing that the rain is getting heavier. Much to his shock, he hurriedly walks outside to find the meat being so damp. He does a facepalm, regretting his method. An electric oven would dry the meat faster, and this is done indoors too, complete protection from the elements. He disposes the meat inside and lets out a disappointed sigh.
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  6. ID: 105076 Kioshi: HP 139/140 -- Energy: 4/14 (Used Cyclone!) BD: 10 Either he is ignoring the male's words on purpose or he is already focusing on unleashing the cyclone Sword Art, Kioshi's sword glows green again, glaring at the Templar that is now playing swords with the fighter that came out of nowhere in front of him. As the arming sword is plunged forward to his face, the creature is abruptly bombarded by a mesh of deep cuts, wailing in pain as the green tornado strikes again, cutting off the remaining threads of its life. The final blow is done by a decapitation to the head, the head that still wears the helmet flies off into the sand at a distance. The dead Templar explodes to polygons. ID: 105077 LD: 4 -- CD: 1 Obtained 240 COL and 1 Material. A window pops up in front of Kioshi, displaying his loot from the Templar. A mere 240 COL and one ingredient. Underwhelming, but he is thankful that the nuisance is now gone, and he can move on to find the rumored sand shark. He adjusts his full helmet as he turns to gaze at the male player for one second before sheathing his sword and moving on to the designated area in the map. @Dustin
  7. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    "Hear what father said? Your silence isn't welcome. Why don't you just try and speak, I bet it will come naturally. All you need to do is talk and this can all be normal." Even though Neo knew that she had the ability to talk in the game and could easily end this, she felt as if it was too much a part of her. She felt as though talking would compromise who she was, that it would mean she would have nothing different to Mint. If she didn't have anything different to Mint, she would just become a nobody, completely inferior to her sister. Neo began to wallow in her own despair. She knew that there would be little use trying to resist the fight. She watched as mint pulled out her kenpo, the one that she always beat Neo in competitions with. "Just speak and all this can become normal. That's all it will take."
  8. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    Neo opened her eyes once more to find herself in her own living room. She looked around, waiting for whatever was meant to torment her to appear. She wasn't sure what would be coming, but had a sinking suspicion. Coming from the kitchen area, Her parents materialized, each holding on to a shoulder of her twin sister, Mint. They began to talk, though there voices were slightly distorted. "Oh sweetie, why couldn't you just be like your sister. Nice and normal for once." "Your mothers right, you should learn to talk and start getting better grades in school. I can't believe we have to have someone so special be a part of our family." Mint walked forward, out of the clutches of their parents. The parents disappeared, disappointed looks on their face pointed at Neo. She felt as if her parents were something they were not. She always knew that they were frustrated with her condition, but felt that they were understanding of it
  9. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    Neo snapped back into the chamber, breathing heavier than before. It almost felt as if she was going into some sort of seizure when she came to. Looking down at her feet, she could see that a second symbol had lit up. This time one of crashing waves. Shunning. Neo was finally able to disprove that she wasn't just crying out for attention. She wanted to normal more than anything. Though she didn't understand why it was so hard for some people to understand that, she did her best to deal with it and let people be themselves just as she was. Trying to collect her breath, Neo prepared herself for what was to come. It seemed as though the game was able to read into her past, and she couldn't figure out how. Either way, she wanted to be informed for what would be next. All she could make out of the symbol she presumed to be next was two people departing from the same central line. She couldn't tell what this would be about, but she tried to prepare for something. Closing her eyes, Neo let the tide take her out again, pulling her towards whatever room lay in wait for her.
  10. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    The voices wouldn't stop, so Neo got herself back up. Caramel continued to try and goad her into more strikes. Though Neo knew how the memory ended, she wouldn't let it happen again. "So, you do want to keep pushing me. Why don't you try and get me down then. I bet that you can't do it." Neo charged straight into the water. She executed a spinning dive, sword outstretched, and pierced through the figure of Caramel. As soon as she was in the water, the memory shifted. She found herself just facing Caramel across the table they were sitting at. It was as if the fight had never happened. "Glad to have you with us Neo. Guess you do know how to betray and forget about your friends, don't you." Neo still didn't know what she meant as she felt the pulling sensation take her through the water once more. This was the second challenge to mention about her betraying her own friends, but she still couldn't think of who. Caramel hinted at it being something she forgot, but she still couldn't tell.
  11. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    Neo stood her ground as the figures reformed. She didn't want to provoke them, but they simply began to laugh at her even more. "And now that she's gotten her shove in, she doesn't even want to fight. That's not how it works Pinky. You started it, and now you'll pay for it." Neo didn't know why Caramel tried to be pushing the fact that Neo had started the fight, she was the one invited to come get pushed down. But her silence made it so everyone began to rally a cry about Neo starting a fight with Caramel. The water surged once more and knocked her down. "You shouldn't even get up at this point. It's all worthless to you anyways. If you're just going to be silent, then why even be present." Neo didn't want to listen, but no matter what she did the voices were crystal clear.
  12. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    Pinky. Caramel's nickname for Neo. She had always hated it, though never found a reason for why. It was one of those nicknames that you hated because of the person who gave it to you. She decided to harness that anger this time though, and went for a full slash at the waves. trying to cut them in half. She had never been this violent, even then, but now that she had the power, she wanted to exact revenge for all the pain that they had caused her in school. The tormenting never ended, and she could only hope she would be able to hide from them. Now she could fight them face on. She let the sword cut through them, and the top half of their forms splashed at her feet. They began to reform, taunting her further as they did. "It seems our little Pinky is trying to fight back, isn't that sweet. Why don't we see if she can keep up her little pushing girls."
  13. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    Neo knew this moment all too well, the memory flowing back to her. She had put this memory down as best as she could, never wanting to relive it. It was the moment she had gotten suspended for overreacting to getting pushed down. She doubted that the teachers would be able to do much this time around. From what she remembered, they took quite a long time to respond, and Neo felt that she could win the fight this time. Neo tried to wade her way through the figures, making it towards the table in her memory. Faster than she could think, she was slammed down onto the beach again. Her mind was beginning to blur the picture of the memory and where she was now. Somehow this game had gotten into her mind, and she didn't want to let it in. "A little slow there, why don't you go die your hair a loud blonde and we'll talk later Pinky."
  14. Artemis helped as an Familiar voice echoed through the air. Craning her head towards the figure, she covered her mouth and looked the other way. Holy mother of... he scared the heck out of me. She looked back at the player and squinted at him. He also looks like he came out of a movie I watched. What was it called again..? She scratched her chin. Snapping her hands, her eyes lit up in realization, I remember! It was the Purge! She looked at the masked guy again and sighed. Of course a guy dressed up like he came out of the Purge... somehow encounters us at night. What a flippin’ coincidence. Not taking her eyes off of the stranger, she scooped up Ailuros and blinked rapidly. This is confusing me. She looked in between Prometheus and ‘the masked dude’ for a good two seconds before massaging her temples with a groan. “Seriously, can you guys stop. Like literally, just stop,” she shook her head and ‘tsked’ them. “Men are so bothersome,” The player muttered, mostly to herself. @Pick @Prometheus
  15. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    Pushing herself back up, Neo had a look of anger on her face. She knew that they would push her down, but she still wanted to join. "Awww, see how cute she is when she is angry." The human shaped wave began to wave behind her, more forms coming out of the water. She knew that she was trying to goad Neo into further anger. But she didn't let that stop her. Though then she was helpless, she now had a rapier at her side. Without hesitation, she drew it and swiped at the girl, Caramel. The water didn't seem phased by her attack, though it did recede a little. "Is our little ice cream girl going to just sit there and fume. You think you're so tough, trying to throw a little punch at us, but that impact was a silent as your mouth." Bracing herself for the impact, Neo managed to resist the shove this time. "So, you're finally standing up for yourself. You trying to be loud with your actions sweetie, because you're going to get the attention of the teachers soon."
  16. Neopolitan

    [F6 - SP] A Change of Heart <<Calming The Soul>>

    As Neo opened her eyes, she saw she was at a sort of beach. Yet there were things off about it. The sand was pink while the water was a strange caramel color. Neo got up from the sand, feeling the cool breeze of the ocean blow gently across her face. She looked around, wondering where her enemy would come from. She didn't grab at her sword, but her hand did drift towards it. Suddenly, the water lifted up and formed into the shape of a person. She couldn't make out exactly who they were, but she could tell what they were emulating. It was one of the many girls at her high school, one of the 'pretty' ones. Though she didn't see a mouth open, a voice began to talk to her. "Come join us Neo, you can come sit at our table today." Neo remembered this day at school, but pushed her way forward all the same. As she went into the water, a wave formed and pushed her back out. "Ha! Look at this, the girl just got pushed over and doesn't say a word about it. You're just trying to get people's attention aren't you. Well guess what, if you want to get people's attention you got to be loud somehow."
  17. The black haired man smirks to himself at seeing this man talk of this game which every word said is rather true in its own right when looked at from the angle of trying to coerce other to join something that would allow the other to benefit solely from this game of his. He flicks his eyes back towards the man across from him and just nods his head for a brief moment to signal that he is indeed listening at the very least. Destiny is controlled when you can create your own, and the path i will create is one of securing my spot within this world. A world where a simple fact is that the strong shall rule the weak if you would look around such things are rather obvious. The signs of control are different though not through rules or regulations but by fear and influence that are what people use for there signs of control. Why do those that kill hide? Because they fear the frontlines. Why do the frontlines gain members through influencing the new into signing up for there cause. It is a game of who can get to the new people first and right now the frontlines have all the picking for people since the ones who wait in the dark must play there cards juuuust right to secure there spots in this world. I just wish to nudge the frontlines out of the way lets say by trying to prove they are nothing to praise. That those people are just humans with many, many flaws and should be scorned for such. He says towards the man in front of him figuring he is within like minded company if the vibe that he gets off of the man is correct. If he was to be exposed then that would be that and he would just have a target to murder is all and people to run from and deal with the so called heroes of peoples own perosnal tales. The avengers and justice bringers who think they know what is right and wrong based on what is told to them. What about yourself? What is the destiny you wish to seize for yourself or have already seized? He asks his fellow compatriot.
  18. Pick

    Pick's Items

    Name: Pick Roll ID: 105070 Roll Result:14+8=22 Item Type: Familiar Familiar Name: Emerald Familiar Type: Owl Enhancements: Fighter - Rank 1 Description: https://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/thumb/f/fa/164Noctowl.png/250px-164Noctowl.png Post Link : http://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/16848-sp-f1/?page=3&tab=comments#comment-556159
  19. ID: 105070 LD: 14+8=22 (Familiar tamed!) It was the perfect owl - intimidating, precious, and able to fly smoothly. It had demonstrated for him as soon as he tamed it, and Pick was glad that he had managed to pick up the familiar after so many nights of endless searching without results. Although it was practically just one night that he spent, it didn't feel that way. Instead, it seemed that the nights had gone by and he had wasted all of that just because he was unable to find this particular familiar. Pick sighed, scratching his head as the owl was tamed. Knowing that he would prove to be helpful, Pick began to think of an easy name that he could remember for the owl so that he can address it and give it instructions as well as train it better. "We're going to have a lot of fun times doing our robbing... Emerald... I'm sure of it." Familiar Found! Loot: T1 Materials (39) Familiar: Emerald (Damage) Thread Complete: 3 SP 800 Col 39 T1 Materials Familiar: Emerald (Damage)
  20. ID: 105069 LD: 1 (No materials) Then, just as he spotted an owl in the distance, he felt something drop. His luck had dropped once again as soon as he waged war on the luck gods. Pick was a god himself, and he knew it as well. He was insanity, and he was sure that he can proceed and get this familiar... but his own self was telling him that he cannot obtain the familiar if he attempts to search for it. If he doesn't manage to do so after three fifty-fifty attempts, it would seem that his luck had finally abandoned him after all those escapes of luck that he had done in the real world. Perhaps it was because of that time at the waterfall with Dustin and Asakku that had managed to cause his luck to disappear, but it was lucky that Pick was able to save Dustin and look cool at the same time. Loot: T1 Materials (39)
  21. ID: 105068 LD: 19+6=25 CD: 8 (3 Materials) Pick needed to get his luck rolling the way that it's supposed to again before he manages to find a good owl that he can tame. His standards were lower now that he realized that the owl was practically impossible to get with his luck at the moment. He needed the gods to respond and show him that his luck was still there and that he had yet to be abandoned. He was lucky, and he would remain that way no matter what, even if the luck gods don't support him. If you don't support him, he will wage a war against you. He will control his own luck, and without the help with all these other stupid idiots that tell him otherwise. If the gods of luck can't help him, he'll help himself. Confident, he bent down to pick up a few branches that could count as materials easily. Loot: T1 Materials (39)
  22. ID: 105067 LD: 1+6=7 (No materials) Pick gave up. He had had enough compromising with the gods of luck. The gods of luck that dictate this game - he hated it. He hated his own previous luck, it was as if he was broken by this sequence of unluck that will probably stick with him for as long as he is in this game. This game changed his luck, and he hated it. He sighed, getting on his knees as he capped his hands together. He closed his eyes, and began to pray, "Look, if there's a God out there, please show me the way to regain my luck. It's been six times, if the last time is the next time, which means if I fail again, I'll no longer ask you for your help," Pick said out loud, with no one around him since it was night, "Then I will fight you... I will fight luck itself." Loot: T1 Materials (36)
  23. ID: 105066 LD: 4+6=10 Pick was discouraged - he didn't even want to do this right now. In fact, he could simply turn back and leave, and wait until a later date when he felt better about his chances. Right now, he couldn't see anything, the fruitful first floor no longer gave him the materials consecutively like it used to. Pick's luck should be at least fifty fifty yet his previous attempts were all fails except for his last one, but this one had failed as well. The probability was not making sense - he should be getting at least one material for every two attempts yet it had somehow merged into one material out of five material gathering attempts. Pick sighed, putting on his mask now that the time was completely dark. Tonight was going to be another familiar searching night, but he didn't feel good about it - even if he supposedly have a high percentage of getting one. Loot: T1 Materials (36)
  24. Though the boars without tusks seemed to be unending, Awateru did what she could to not lose hope. She could see Rithe's movements slowing down, almost coming to a halt. They were beginning to just go through the motions of taking down these boars, and neither of them were really caring as to how it would end. She didn't want to let that stop her though, she did her best to summon up more energy to keep throwing punches at the boar pups that they found. She managed to connect one and hit it square in the jaw. After knocking it aside, Awateru hoped that Rithe could finish it off. Though she knew she stood a fairly good chance to beat this quest on her own, she wanted Rithe to feel useful in their endeavors. She remained silent though, not wanting to seem like she was just giving Rithe a chance. She did her best to make the help feel completely genuine and necessary.
  25. ID: 105064 LD: 12+6=18 CD: 2 (2 Materials) Finally, the RNG gods have managed to bless Pick with something. If this was the fifth time in a row that the RNG didn't go the writer's way, he would've probably raged quitted for the day, maybe even for eternity. This quest was a huge deal breaker, and it was for a familiar that only gave a weak benefit along with a skill point that seemed so small and unimportant since he was getting skill points simply for getting materials each day. Right now, he was probably getting two or three skill points just from getting materials and not actually doing anything important, and he was only receiving one skill point for completing the quest? Complete nonsense! Pick was mad, and he hated the fact that he was mad. This was perhaps the first time that he had felt frustration at the game since before, everything had been smooth for him. Loot: T1 Materials (36)
  26. The group continued to make their way through the sandstorm, with Neo bringing up the rear at the moment. The trip back was feeling much shorter than the one out, or maybe that was just her imagination. When Hazado offered to give her a ride on his back, Neo shook her head and picked up her pace. She didn't want to burden him with any more weight. They would each need to be fending off against the sandstorm and she didn't want to put that on him, even if it was the final stretch. The town came into sight pretty quickly and Neo made her way there. With a little bit more effort, she found herself finally into the safe zone with the sandstorm now behind her. It was strange how it just suddenly stopped once it hit the border of the safe zone, but she wasn't complaining. She was pretty sure she would be blowing sand out of her nose for the next couple of weeks. @Sunova
  27. ID: 105062 LD: 5+6=11 (No materials) Okay, Pick was completely done with this quest. He hated everything about it. He would never do it again, and if he would he would hate it even more or go into this quest with all his stats maxed so that he has a one-hundred percent chance instead of a fifty percent chance to obtain this familiar. This quest, being a no level-cap quest was deceiving, because the lower leveled you were, the least likely you will be able to succeed on this quest. Pick sighed, and yet he was still not succeeding and not only that, not only can he not spot familiars, but he was not getting materials either. The past four hours, he had been searching, searching and searching, but he was unable to find anything. Today, just like the end of yesterday, is turning out to be bad luck, and Pick despised himself for it, it sucks. Loot:T1 Materials (34)
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