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ph STUFF HERE She'd let a hand run along the bark of a tree. "You know..." Mari said quietly. "Sometimes, I really like the smell of trees." It wrinkled slightly as they walked past some rotting wood. "When shit's not rotting." As she said it she punctuated her words with a heavy foot that bore down on the log, smashing it to pieces, as if it was a slight against her - ruining her peaceful moment with her husband. Still, there was something about the scent of the forest that was calming. And nothing could take that away from her. Mari had someone by her side. They were married now, a

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PH <<Assist System Engaged: Lancaster>> Level: 34 Paragon: 12 Tier: 4 True Tier: 5 Final EXP reward: 0% Consumed: {Sullivan's Cove} | Protein 2, ACC 2 [Feast - 251363]) {Lancaster} [1/6] Regretful Memories - Draught of the Pink PK'er (Gungir's - DMG 3 | MITI 1 [Crate - 245931]) {Mari} [1/6] Perfect T4 Potion 251281 | Guard | Mit III PT: Taken: Volatile Potency (3) Remaining: 1 SP Lancaster | HP: 720/720 | EN: 110/110 | DMG: 27 | MIT:76 | ACC:6 | BRN-IM | FL.AURA: 16 | FL.THORNS: 16/96 | BH:36 | BLI: 96/-20 | BRN: 168 [8-10]

Mari sighed. "Is that so..." She began, her tone turning cold. She was done trying to placate the child, especially since he seemed to continually lie to her. Just moments ago he was boasting about being an adult, knowing what he could do. Yet now? He was doing a complete 180. Stating that he barely stepped foot out of the first floor. "Funny... that.... you've been cooped up on the first floor for Soo long" It had been a hot minute since Mari lost her temper like this. She had been doing such a good job too. But his constant backtracking bothered her. It reminded her of Chaser. It remin

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Accy seemed to agree with Ceres, her eyes would light up and she'd go on to slur about how she didn't get all warm and melty around people. Ceres tilted her head to the side. Listening to the woman exuberantly tell her story. "Beans?" Her eyes floated to the sky. "Legumes. Hmmm. No. I don't care about that..." She said, her typical slow and airy tone. "Sorry Accy, I do not understand your obsession with legumes." Ceres would give her new friend a pat on her shoulder. "But if they are something you like. Then that's fine." Ceres blinked when she felt @Oscar drop a towel over h

3ulogy slunk on to the bright-white beaches of Floor 24. He had never come here willingly—being on the same floor as the devil that hounded him constantly for appraisals felt like bad luck. But he had received an urgent message a few minutes ago from Solomon. The biggest party in Aincrad is going on right now. Half the frontlines are there chatting each other up. And plenty of nobodys on the scene as well. Find some people, talk them up. Glean some information about frontline activities. If you see anyone that may be interested in the cause, then that’s even better. Frontline activities.

A thought as he'd scan the impressions trying to see it as any real language, making out only a couple of words by using comparisons to the door. The thought of dragging the whole damn slab out crosses the mans mind, but seemed utterly impractical. Mari's wrap around his waist has him seek out her hand with his left, the man clearly had gears turning in his head. Allowing Mari to lead with his thoughts racing, puzzling out exactly how this mechanism was supposed to function. It was rare the door he couldn't just burn down, melt through, or otherwise. Ironically Lancaster welcomed the challenge

The last couple weeks have been exhausting. Who knew that actually working would be so hard. Making designer clothing came natural to her but everything else was super hard to grasp. I took her a almost a week to learn how the proper way to take orders. Even longer to learn how to take money and put it into the system. She needed a break, hands down. Walking around the first any only town that she has been in, the town of beginnings. There were rumors of a giant beach party on floor 24. Asking around she would figure out the directions. Getting a swimsuit out of the little stuff she had,

ph ph ---------------------------- Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID:|251424 | 4 + 5 =9 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID:| 251425 | 1 + 5 =6 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID:| 251426 | 6 + 5 =11 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage ID:| 251427 | 1+ 5 =6 | Hit vs. Ice Wolf Dealing 390 Damage Ice Wolf #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Ice Wolf #13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Squabble up In effect! 40,0

"Why do have the need to fight players in the first place?" I don’t see why you care so much, were the words he caught on his way out. But he got the feeling she wouldn’t like that response, so he tried cooking up another thought on the fly. One that wasn’t entirely untruthful, but skewed a little more towards what a non-lethal orange player might expect. “I… I’d like to be able to defend myself. And there’s a lot about the Cardinal system I don’t understand. I’ve been stuck on the lower floors because I missed so much of the initial experience in the game. I tried sticking with all

The girl couldn't find herself any more comfortable then on the beach surrounded by the rushing waves. Sands in a vibrant near white like a still landscape painting that glared under the sun, the merriment and excitement as players continued to partake in food and drink. Drifting through the water, however not being mistaken for drowning like the blonde haired morningstar had. Out here like the foot of the falls on floor 8, where was where the girl was at her most relaxed. A serenity to which she'd allow the problems of the world ooze out into the ocean. Despite being on this beach multiple ti

ph ------------------------------------------- Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID: 251416 | 4+ 4 = 8 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: 251417 | 5 +4 = 9 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: 251418 | 10 +4 =14 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage ID: 251419 | 10 + 4 = 14 | Hit vs. Skeletal Monster Dealing 390 Damage Skeletal Monster 13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 13-16 | 0/372 HP | DAM: 124 Skeletal Monster 13-16 | 0/372

As frustrated as Alinta was, there was a level of comfort his arm around her shoulder brought her. Alinta sighed, shifting her gaze away from Oscar. "Hmmm..." Her lips pressed to the can and she took another long drink. She didn't agree with him. Not in the slightest. "Just because they haven't drawn their weapons..." Alinta said with the resolution of someone who wouldn't change her mind. "Doesn't mean they didn't take innocent lives. Do you really think they deserve fun?" She would point out toward Vex in particular. "That man looks insane." Even with him dancing freely...there was just some

So that was it. The Orange Players. He could understand why she'd be afraid of them. Truth be told, he was rather desensitized to the whole cursor color thing. It didn't really register as a factor until Alinta visibly jumped and dashed behind him. "Why the fuck are there so many orange people here?" "They're people too," Oscar said. The irony wasn't lost on him, even if Alinta didn't have that particular context. "They haven't drawn their weapons. Be kinda stupid to do so with half the Frontlines milling about. And besides, they're just having fun. I don't really feel like people ar

“You know, I’ve seen lemons less sour. I’m gonna call it a personal failure if you don’t enjoy yourself.” Alinta shrugged, trying to regain her confident demeanor - closing her eyes and shifting away from the nearest orange cursor. "Well, consider it a personal failure then." She said with a flick of her hair over her shoulder. Serves him right for not responding to her. He had passed her another drink and Alinta glanced down, fingers fiddling with the can. Perfectly manicured and painted nails finding their way beneath the pull tap pshhst. She opened the can and took a small sip. It

Alinta - Wuthering Waves; Yinlin

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"GERONIMO!" Abellio's voice rang out over the beach as he vaulted over the side of the airship railing and landed onto the sands with a thud. He had been a bit worried. Oscar trusted him with the crown jewel of this entire party. Abellio was a legendary fuck-up so he was concerned that he might not be able to place the giant crustacean just so. But his worries had been unfounded and despite never piloting an airship or operating a winch, he pulled it off. So his presence on deck was unneeded. Time to get down. As he small cloud of sand settled on his sandaled feet, he noticed a dude

@Mari to the rescue. Cool, cool. Oscar didn’t want things to melt down, so he appreciated the intervention. It was nice, really, to see such an eclectic mix of Player cursors. Greens and Oranges mixed about as well as oil and water. So of course there would be big feelings in play. Even still. “Oh, I’ve met @Ceres. I get it. Proportionate responses though. Call it a difference of opinion, but maybe we don’t sling our drinks all willy-nilly?” Oscar’s eyes shifted over to Corvo, then back to Mari. His words weren’t those of chastisement, neither were they particularly hostile. Disappointed?

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Mari stilled. Placating someone? Placating someone? By trapping them on the 10th floor and watching them slowly go insane? Mari groaned as she brushed her fringe out of her face. That...was not a thought she should ever entertain. Ever. That was akin to torture. Similar to her being thrown in a dark cell, but amped up to a thousand. Mari wondered if anyone currently alive in Aincrad deserved such a fate but none came to mind. Maybe this is what her brother meant when he said he was worried about her slipping. Was...Mari problematic? A bad person? She resolutely shook her head. No. Fu