Simmone

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Like a ravenous animal, Simmone traced her lips across Cascade's inch by inch. Stealing the warmth and replacing it with some of her own, taking a journey and it was made with many soft steps across that flawless peach tone. Each a slight taste of salt to the tongue, and taking a silent observation to the way her skin rose and became tender. A gift that kept on giving with every stroke and kiss across her smaller body, all the while Simmone's eyes glow purple. Abusing skills not meant for this, <<Searching>> and seeking every raise of her breath and <<Detecting>> every

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Thanks for the pleasant evening with a hot white haired waifu 1500000 col sent to @Sinnamon

Battle Plans (11) | [11 Tokens] | 257066a, 257066b, 257066c, 257066d, 257066e, 257066f, 257066g, 257066h, 257066i, 257066j, 257066k Allows for two dungeons to be spawned/explored in that thread, regardless of Dungeon-searching cooldowns. Will also trigger an immediate Dungeon spawn without a map requirement using a player’s Post Action.

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Floor 17, Lhasri <<The House Always Wins>> Party Limit: ∞ Repeatable Thread Completion Rewards: Any col obtained via using the gambling mechanics. Requirements: Accept this request, and respond to this flier with a link to your thread if you intend to participate in the mechanics and potentially earn col through gambling. The date on the first post you roll to gamble must be before your post with the link in this request. Choose any of the following: (Route 1) Roleplay being present in the Casino, and gambling narratively with

Listening on to Sam's outline with a sour expression painted across her face, Simmone wasn't exactly elated at the drudge of her history so early in the morning. Swiping the wine glass from the table in front of her, she'd down in one go like chugging a cup of water. Clapping back down on the table, a whistle sees one of the twins scamper in and pour another glass out. She was half tempted to just grab the bottle at this point. "Sure." The black cat remarks running her tongue across her teeth, holding back her irritation. Then it clicks and she leans back in her chair, folding her legs and cro

What started as a dreary day had become far more involved, as it seemed that her rather lax and absentee apprentice had actually decided to show up for work. For once. "Glad you could finally show up, Samantha." Simmone scorned with a small bite of irritation on her tone, given how aloof the girl was. "The twins can certainly use your help organizing. My bathtub is full of suits of armor." She remarked limply, reclining on her red sofa as she searched the girls expression. Something was off, obtuse about the way she was carrying herself. As if this wasn't to show up and pull her weight, a fact

This OP is intended to be a space to tell short narrative segments between characters that are not large enough to be a thread on their own, as such its easier to get the lead out mentally and just wrap them all up in the same space. The floor is variable based on need for the story being told and is why the number for the floor is 'delta' Floor 8 - The Black Odyssey (No Mans Land) The scampering and parading of Moro and Maru work like a fresh pot of coffee, a level of motions and sounds to personify a brand new morning. Simmone sat dreary eyed and listless, staring out the window of

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As the would would swim into the most magnificent blur, bending and breaking under a tempo of lust. The music played would become thin and fall away. The truth was that Simmone hadn't had such a passionate touch in what equated to years, from times even before Aincrad. That fact left her like a person in the middle of a desert and Cascade had became an oasis. A fixation of their eyes as they studied every grasp, press and bend. Shocks that rippled across skin leaving it on end and cool as hands slide across. Long slender fingers wrap around the nape of Cascades neck, the other well... became f

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A muddied mix of emotion, of passions and of desire. Simmone found herself liberated and yet suffocated by it. A small frame had since drawn itself closer becoming intertwined and wound in her own, a supple softness hoisting itself on her hips that felt as embracing as it was comforting. Akin to that of a flustered bit of sunlight on a cold afternoon, it threatened to melt resistance and bleed a whole new tempo that dwarfed their surroundings. The Blackbook in all of its elegance had become nothing more then a muffled whisper, a backdrop now muffled and squelched under racing heartbeats. The h

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Such an interesting twist of events, and the sounds of broken glass and undoubtedly a bar fight breaking out the floor just below them made the evening even more of a mystery. It was likely that some neanderthal had found themselves shoved out by some of the many wait staff that rushed about the place, likely some with a bit larger features and height to boot. Like the shaded men that had awarded Cascade into her lap not but a moment prior. Honestly their inclination to remain under guise spoke to just how often such things might occur, anonymity giving them the benefit of not gaining a second

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255873, CD: 8 (+ 8 EN) Jabbing her long slim blade into the few enemies that she was closest to. They would all burst into nothing except the big guy and two others. These were presumably the people that Sam got her panties all bunched up in a knot for. Seeing that electricity flare in a light pulse “Don’t worry dear they will be dead very soon. Promise” she would call out and back up. She could understand why Sam would get all bent out of shape. They looked like they would explode if a flower touched them. This day was almost done, she would start to t

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255818, CD: 11 (+ 8 EN) Seeing the next few appear, fall, and some expire all in a time span of seconds. It was rather fun to watch how everyone had grown to this extreme. None of these figures stood a chance against her team. One of them started to reach a hand out like it was asking for help. “Hmm, that will not do” stating as she pushes her blade into them causing three of them to expire and the last one, the biggest dude would roll onto his back and look up at the group as they stared down at him. “You do not seem so tough now do you big guy, not th

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255794, CD: 8 (+8 EN) “Oh dear” saying as they appear right in front of her. Jumping back a bit to get out for reach before they all fell to the dirt like a limp noodle. “How unfortunate” with a grin as she would spring forward and take a jab at whatever was closest to her. Hopping backward as she was trying to create distance between her and the humanoid figure with sharp pointy things. She did not want to be collateral damage nor a meat shield. Not that they would use her as one but she was not going to take that chance. Again the enemies laid limp, n

“Oh thank you, now I don’t have to become deaf when I go up there” Simmone would say as she allows her rapier to guide her down the beaten path to the beast. Right into the still fresh wounds, it would shake and wiggle under the damage that was granted toward it. “You really are not doing so well are you?” Saying with a grin as she pulled the thin long weapon out of its gut. Eyes look to the others standing there staring at the beast just laying there. “Okay, this is a bit pathetic. Hopefully the other things that spawn will be more active than this.” It mine as well just croke on its own. It

Pipe in her mouth, a small puff as smoke illuminates the room that she was in. Moving a few things so that it looked better on the shelf. Some oddities like a blue gem the length of a finger. Or a deep red rose in a glass container that drips a clear liquid. A skull that at first glance would look fake but with a closer look was actually petrified. Readjusting the sheet that was on her platinum mirror. Every now again she would see it out of place which could be caused by a few things. Either Felix was fucking with her or the spirits inside were getting antsy. Hearing Sam’s call out, “Yes

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Enjoying her glass of rosé, Simmone listened and drifted into fond memories of her past and found herself milling close to the games first success at providing her true relaxation. The cigarette lit wisped smoke harmlessly in the air, and below the raging beats of a song continued to pound away in their muffled taps of a drum. Every so often a streak of light would make its way to trace across the ceiling, a speeding dot of a spotlight in pastel color that would dart out of view. Although the morning soon called her back from rest, and she debated just how long she would remain here and threat