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PH Post Action | Attacking Gob Gob (12/14/25) - ID: 259359, BD: 7 | Dealing [x1 Basic] * 1 = 1 DMG -> 3 * Elixir of Growth {+400 EXP} = 7800 EXP WC: 152 ERROR | HP: 260/260 | EN: 44/44 | DMG: 1

The songstress fumbles up onto the side of the boxer's ring for the third morning in a row, having become that much more exhausted after all the strenuous festivities she'd been undergoing the last couple days. At least half of her blood had to be hot cocoa and gingerbread cookies at this point, and the crash was still lingering from the night prior. Even with that as fact, Shiina wasn't about to miss out on getting a chance to see Gob Gob again. Dreary eyed, she starts to climb up using her foot for leverage and hanging on tightly to the lowest rope for support. Bending awkwardly she hoists h

PH Post Action | Attacking Gob Gob (12/14/25) - ID: 259358, BD: 1 | Dealing [x15 AOE-I] * 21 = 315 DMG -> 3 * Elixir of Growth {+2600 EXP} = 2600 EXP WC: 150 Active: Guild Rank 5 | +5% Final EXP/Col reward Simmoné | HP: 1060/1060 | EN: 144/144 | DMG: 21 | MIT:20 | ACC:4 | AA | EVA:1 | REC: 8 | LD:9 | PROSP:1 | QTY: 2

In his thick cobalt steel plate armor, deep blue and polished to upkeep it Griswold shined in the fresh morning sunlight. That mallet had tasted attempt after attempt at Gob Gob up to this point to no prevail, but that didn't stop him from taking another shot today. The promise of always having a chance was more then an adequate reason to continue, and the sweet gains weren't too bad either. Each swing was pushing him to the limits and making things just that much easier. A full days worth of training in what amounted to a single swipe, who could argue with those results? With effort after eff

Walking through the threshold, another day with the dummy. She really didn’t find a whole lot of point to it but she could see her leveling bar slightly increase at the end of each day randomly. She could only think that it was from doing this activity. As lame as it was, anything that made her stronger would make it enough of a reason to follow through with it. Pushing the doors open with both hands as springing forward and ending up behind it. A cold mist would fill the floor beneath her feet as she clicks her blade back into place leaning low. Glancing back she would find the slash that she

Wulfrin arrived at the Teleport Plaza of Floor 10 prepped for battle. Fresh out of his warm up session on Floor 1, Wulfrin rolled his shoulder ready to tackle the next quest in the Scents of the Wild chain. This would be the first time he would be putting his new skill through an actual combat. Before he could set off though, one piece of the puzzle still needed to be in place. Wulfrin swiftly moved through his menus, sending Astra a quick message with coordinates saying to meet up with him at the central plaza. Wulfrin materialized a second sword in his hand. There was no guard for the user's

The other big new addition to the Town of Beginnings, was what looked like a fighting ring. Occasionally the king that looked like a goblin, would enter the ring and duke it out with a willing player. Wulfrin found this intriguing and after watching a handful of attempts, Wulfrin decided he would have a go at the goblin himself. Wulfrin carefully read over the rules of entry and felt his stomach sink a bit. His focus on external damage was basically all a waste for this one. With a sigh he swapped to his platinum longsword and slid into the ring. Wulfrin took up his stance and prepared to

Wulfrin experienced quite the shift in the usual atmosphere of the Town of Beginnings. It was festive and in prime Holiday Cheer mode. A massive fir tree decorated to the nines stood at the center of the plaza with a mound of gifts beneath its branches. Three thrones stood, each occupied by a different character. He didn't recognize the figures, he figured they must have been some key figures during his time watching silently from the sidelines. As far as he was aware though, there hadn't been an event like this in the entirety of the game's run. Carefully, Wulfrin approached the tree, careful

12/14/25 - Cutoff Acanthus | Ignored until filled in, please contact a member of staff to receive rewards after post is filled. Setsuna | 4 * Elixir of Growth {+2600 EXP} = 10400 EXP Griswold | 1 * Elixir of Growth {+2800 EXP} = 2800 EXP Simmone | 3 * Elixir of Growth {+2600 EXP} = 7800 EXP Shiina | 3 * Elixir of Growth {+2600 EXP} = 7800 EXP Scar | 5 * Elixir of Growth {+800 EXP} = 4000 EXP ERROR | 1 * Elixir of Growth {+400 EXP} = 400 EXP Celeste | 3 * Elixir of Growth {+2800 EXP} = 8400 EXP Abelith | 1 * Elixir of Growth {+800 EXP} = 800 EXP Mokka | 1 * Elixir of Growth

12/14/25 - Cutoff Acanthus | +1 Elixir of Growth {+2200 EXP}, +1 Mon - Note: Please repost your statblock including true tier, as well as include Elixir of growth formula to prevent digging. Scar | +1 Gleaming Scale, +1 Mon Bael | Skipped until Post filled in, please contact a member of staff to receive rewards after post filled. Setsuna | +1 Elixir of Growth {+2600 EXP}, +1 Mon Griswold | +1 Elixir of Growth {+2800 EXP}, +1 Mon Simmone | +1 Candied Bacon [259347a], +1 Mon Shiina | +1 Elixir of Growth {+2600 EXP}, +1 Mon ERROR | +1 Platinum Ticket [259349a] {1/1}, +1 Mon Cele

Ruri kept her hood tight against the back of her head, her hands seeking her pockets to solve two problems. To stave off the cold of the floor that was starting to build with the snowfall, and to feel safe in her cloth shelter. The little piles of gifts seemed unending, like a forest of whimsy. Ruri cannot help but randomly trip on something she doesn't quite catch with her eyesight cut rather short. Her irritation has her slow, the gift from yesterday still peeling at her subconscious. Leaning down she plucks the thing up with half a mind to throw it as far as she could. But something deep in

“NO no not that” continuing a conversation through the chatter in her chat. Nearly skipping through the building with a huge smile painted on her face. “Thanks for the bits Ozo” saying as she walks into the room with a tree. “Pretty cool, don't you think, chat?” The chat is flooded with smiley faces and hearts. Sitting on the ground in front of the tree as she would scan the present to see where hers was. “What do you think I will get?” She would ask out loud, allowing the answers to go wild with suggestions. Laughing as she seemed to be staring up “Don’t be silly” as she would find something

The rattle of the rusted chain around her neck, still affixed to the collar that was locked around it. Abelith found all these seasonal chirping to be a little too much to bear, yet had heard rumor that the gifts really were pretty neat. Eyes dance like a hunter through the sea of hues and tinsel, the color of the tree a spectacle in of itself. It isn't too long before she spots it blatantly, the one addressed to her as if it had expected her arrival and search. At the base of one of the large columns of presents, she pulls it free causing the thing to crumble like a janga tower. A lift of her

Pushing into the building and sitting in front of the tree where presents were littered beneath it. Scanning the present to find the one that would be gifted to her. It was a mystery who the hell gave out free shit, it was a swine dude but she was not sure how it worked exactly. Free shit was free shit though. Eyes fell upon a small box. At first she thought it might be jewelry or something because it was so small. Taking it into her grasp, she would open the little green box. It was a little difficult with it being so small and she didn’t have the patience for this let alone anything else tha

The figure wades easily through the masses virtually unnoticed, as it scans the mounds of shades and seasonal sensation. All the while it seems to be searching, coined by the tilt and turn of that hood it sported. Leaning low as it moved, it seemed to be moving with motive. Setting its sights on an unassuming yet alien in its plain appearance. The small box plucked from the road, garbled language upon its surface to denote its receiver. A click of the latch and its slid open. Inside the faintest flicker of white that breaks the moment it is exposed and peered upon. Another gift that was destro

A chipper stroll through the waves of seasonal hues. The crowd was filled with cheer. Laughter, sobs of joy and conversation ran rampant through the air making a white noise irreplaceable from the real world. Shiina had gotten one hell of a gift yesterday, and based on that her demeanor held a certain calm that she normally did not hold. Scanning the blanket of color, she'd search deeply with cursory glances. Eventually she spots it, the little cursive scribble across the paper without a sticker. Sliding past a group of players between her and it, she wades through and has to mount and climb a

Taking a seat just beside the tree, taking a deep breath. The last thing she got sent her through a wave of emotions. She was curious to know what the present would hold this time. Eyes wander over the many gifts under the tree, it didn’t take much time to see something glow to let her know hey this is mine, pick me. Grabbing it lightly, it was a black wrapping paper this time with a red bow. Pulling the red ribbon loose as the box would collapse to the ground. Inside it would reveal a scale. One of the old, to find the balance of something worth. It could have multiple meanings but with her b

Back for a second helping digging through the smattering of multi colored piles, Griswold had more then appreciated the last gift he'd received from this place. The masses of presents didn't seem to empty nor reduce no matter how many gifts were claimed, which meant it was regaining mass as time ticked on. Either that or each time a gift was removed another spawned to take its place. Finding the one labeled for him, this one a bit more well kept then the other he scans the bronze looking paper that shined when the light hit just right. Making it look almost metallic. Tearing off the cover, he'

Walking to the tree, it looked rather plain, un-extraordinary. This was becoming more of a chore than anything and if she was being honest she did have other better things to do than opening presents. She was only doing this simply for the fact that she could use some of the things that popped out of these things. Sitting, folding her legs beneath her as her eyes would creep over the gifts to find hers. A small glowing light to signify just that, she would pick it up and place it in front of her. A purple paper wrapped in the form of a cube, tearing it open in a swift one swipe motion. Taking

A puzzled look smeared across his face, his right hand pinching his chin while the other is tucked into his coat. "Interesting." is all Hound can express trying to make head or tails from what the reasoning behind its durability was. He was starting to get the gist that there was zero way to take this thing down. Ripping the saber out of his sleeve, it grows with a flick down like a baton. A spin of the cylinder at its cross guard, he counts the charges and sets it to use one in particular. Helping himself into the ring patiently, without too much in the way of boasts or anger. "I'll give this

A pull of the wrist bands of her gloves, Haze was looking forward to this all morning. Again Genma was hooting and hollering when he showed back up at the compound. Expressing his irritation vocally and physically, bringing Haze to further appreciate Gob Gob's ability to get under the general's skin. Plucking the cigarette from her mouth, she tosses into the road at her side before stomping it with her boot. A hefty lunge, she squares up and dances between her feet rubbing her nose with her right thumb. Those fists of her become filled with sapphire colored light, and she closes in and begins

Walking past a build as a notification would pop up. With a bit of curiosity she would open it and find a simple requirement that was deemed somewhat useless but with a promise of grand rewards. It would put her off schedule a little but she would try it. Walking into the threshold, and through a door. Inside was a dummy that needed to be smacked, “Please, I need your help Barghest” saying in a very small voice as she glows purple for only a split second before her frame comes back into vision that looks like a humanoid wolf. Holding out her hand in front of her as a ball of purple swirling li

As a bolt clatters to the rings floor, the fight was in her court. A deft jump into a curl, she spirals in a ball into the ring and flings open for the landing. Gracefully she waves as her arms flare open to stable her. "Sup?" HUSH chirps to the goblin king, who probably recognized her from yesterday's try. Her hands spin and in the palm of her hands in a silverish purple flash her hand scythe appear. They bloom with faint light, and with a twist one flies in a spiraling toss. Like a spinning razor it grinds, as HUSH bounds into the air and drags the other straight down in a one to punch. The

Pushing a single strand of hair she carefully walks through a hall. It was said that whatever this was gave amazing loots and that is all she saw this as a dollar sign. Stopping in front of the door that she was supposed to be walking through, taking her small cross bow from her leg as she would quickly push the door open aim and shoot at the dummy. A small powdered impact, it looked like it hit but didn’t really do much. Shrugging her shoulders as she clings the weapon back to her leg. She had to meet back up with John, the bar was going to be opening soon and there was still some prep that n

A crack of his knuckles with his morning training making his chiseled body gorged and primed to strike. A hop over the ropes, he tightens the bands around his hands and feet to form fit them. His right hand forms a fist and is jabbed into his left palm in front of his chest. Pressing his arms into his sternum, he folds in half and presents his hands in a formal bow. A rip of his right fist back to his waist, it burns bright in orange gold like a held sun. His other hand has that light fill up and coat the bottom of half. Suddenly after a sharp exhale, his legs move and the palm leads the assau