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"W..wait no!" Ceres' hands snapped up to cover her ears when she heard him give a garbled scream, she didn't want to hurt him. "S-Stop! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" But nothing stopped. The tiny pools of lava still bubbled around her and the snake still tore and wriggled beneath his flesh. Ceres shut her eyes tight and burried herself into a ball. "I'm sorry...I'm sorrry... I'm sorry..." She kept repeating it over and over again, barely audible over his anguished screams. Whatever gumption she had, faded away into pleads. Ceres thought the man an asshole....but he didn't deserve to die because of it

Nails wrapped around his legs, spiraling up as he opened an eye to catch only the snag. A glance back with that toothed grin of serrated teeth, that did not belong to him originally. The man screams out in pain, as the thing rips into his flesh digging its way deep into his chest. A horrid sight of it just beneath the skin, withering up the shoulder. All the while he kept that smile, unfolding and beginning to gag. The snake comes out of his mouth and digs into his right eye, like a worm in an apple. The laughter continues to play, canned laughter like from a sitcom. This was all a part of the

"W-What?" Ceres looked at her empty hand as butterflies erupted from it. How? She looked to him with a questioning gaze. No. This had to be an illusion right? She was still holding onto it. RIght? Ceres would make a crunching motion with her hand, "Taft!" She'd shout. The smallest of names. She waited. Nothing.... "T-Taft!" Again she'd shout, in more panicked tones, but her release didn't come. What did... was everything she said. His mask began to melt off his face in globs. Teeth skittered about and pierced the skin of his arms, legs and hands. Her eyes widened as she took a step away from h

The man laughed and laughed with every little outburst, every prod and poke against his body. The cane was such a paltry attempt at recourse, and it showed that she had the notion. The mask slowly melting into a sad droopy face, it drips from him in globs. "Shouldn't, Wouldn't, couldn't." Tybalt repeats and adds in a mantra speaking beneath her constant babble, finding it hilarious that she continued to bark insults but constantly bringing them back. Spitting out a small cacophony of teeth soldiers. Everything she'd produced was so abysmally tame. The teleport crystal in her hands turns into p

"Hey!" her brows would furrow in frustration as he would pull the wand from her hand. "I wasn't finished." But he was. He said he was right to pick her. The cards were, there it was again...saying she was being chosen for something. "What exactly am.....I being chosen for?" She'd ask with a tilt of her head. Her lavender eyes wafting over his shoulder to watch a cloud wave at her as it floated by. This was a quest right? Shouldn't he be sending her a party invite? That's how these things worked, right? It had been years since the woman had bothered with questing. Ceres blinked as she caught hi

A reach back to take the wand from the girl, the man had done exactly what he had intended to do. Give her the nudge to appreciate and embrace chaos, and her agreement to it was exactly what he had hoped. Not many had such an active minds eye, and fluid expression. "That'll do, You'll do. I was right to pick you Ceres, the cards were right to pick you." The man took a darker tone, a nearly silent murmur. "Such simple nightmares, so BORING, where is your imagination?" Tybalt remarked as he'd tap the street near her left leg, causing a pair of alligator like jaws made of concrete to spring up an

Ceres was pulled back with a sharp grab of her shoulder, almost causing her to fall backwards. "Ah!" She turned to see the man who had bought her here in the first place. "Mister Tybalt!" A tilt of her head and a purse of her lips. "My name...is Ceres...remember?" He waved her off, as though he either did not hear here, or did not care. "Where you a magician? In the real world?" She would ask with a sense of wonder. He was...this was amazing! She couldn't help but cover her mouth as light laughter fell from her lips. She enjoyed his antics. It was refreshing to see someone so flamboyant and fu

The dark invitation felt almost unreal when he held it, as if the dying sunlight was being absorbed into the shadowed paper. The gold filigree sparkled faintly in the light when he turned it over, tracing the edges of the fancy lettering calling him. A Masquerade Ball. Tonight. The Blackbook. After dusk was upon the city, Jack was at the door of the place, a grand hall made of glass and marble that reflected the moonlight into silver fragments. He once more pulled at the collar of the black suit that he had borrowed, its fabric still having the faint scent of cedar and old perfume. Even t

A whimsical descent down into the depths of madness, as Ceres would face plant teeth first into the street. The hat had since expanded out and so elegantly took its place as a parachute, being clutched in both hands as the man would float. "Now Now, best not be too hasty dear Alice." The man quipped with a sickly turn on the phrase. The hat deflates as he lands, even making a noise akin to that of a balloon as it does. A jerk of his arms, he rolls it up his sleeve and a twist of his elbow sees it sit squarely upon his head. "This is my domain, where all of your wildest dreams can come true..."

Tumbling, twirling, whirling and falling…. Down… Down… Down… “OOmph…” Ceres landed unceremoniously with a thud on the ground. She sat up, rubbing her head. “Owww… what happened…” Another grumble as she stood, a little shaky from the constant spinning. Where was she? A glance around caused Ceres’ eyes to squint, it was bright….very bright. “Huh.” A tilt of her head as she stared up at….what was she looking at exactly? It looked like a road that had twisted and twirled in the air above her, covered in obnoxiously bright colours of pink and yellow. She hadn't

Tumbling, twirling, whirling and falling…. Down… Down… Down… “OOmph…” Ceres landed unceremoniously with a thud on the ground. She sat up, rubbing her head. “Owww… what happened…” Another grumble as she stood, a little shaky from the constant spinning. Where was she? A glance around caused Ceres’ eyes to squint, it was bright….very bright. “Huh.” A tilt of her head as she stared up at….what was she looking at exactly? It looked like a road that had twisted and twirled in the air above her, covered in obnoxiously bright colours of pink and yellow. “Mis

Tumbling, twirling, whirling and falling…. Down… Down… Down… “OOmph…” Ceres landed unceremoniously with a thud on the ground. She sat up, rubbing her head. “Owww… what happened…” Another grumble as she stood, a little shaky from the constant spinning. Where was she? A glance around caused Ceres’ eyes to squint, it was bright….very bright. “Huh.” A tilt of her head as she stared up at….what was she looking at exactly? It looked like a road that had twisted and twirled in the air above her, covered in obnoxiously bright colours of pink and yellow. “Mis

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COUNSELOR UNIT 64E7877, REQUESTING A SECOND SIMULATION. <<Query received. Credentials remain verified. Input hypothetical.>> LOAD PREVIOUS PARAMETERS. ADD ADDITIONAL ELEMENTS: DAY 906, USER ACANTHUS SUCCESSFULLY KILLS USER TEION. USER MORNINGSTAR INTERVENES, BUT FAILS. BOTH USERS RECEIVE GREVIOUS INJURIES, BUT ESCAPE ALIVE. <<Last parameter is redundant. Aincrad mends injuries of all kinds.>> NOT ALL KINDS. RETAIN FINAL PARAMETER—THAT IS A COMMAND. <<Acknowledged. Secondary Parameters loading in. Counselor, additional simulations should be

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THREAD SUMMARY Experience | 2447 / 5 = 489.4 * 10 = 4894 + 2500 (quest) + 4200 (Dungeon) = 11,594 EXP Col | 128,000 (Dungeon) + 5000 (quest) = 133,000 col Materials | 38 (Dungeon) = 38 materials Other | 1 mon Quest | Tanos Key

The mentor stepped forward again, the snow crunching softly beneath his sandals. Without a word, he drew a thin strip of dark cloth from his sleeve and held it toward Miyuki. “Vision clouds instinct,” he said simply. “Let us see what remains when you take it away.” Miyuki hesitated, but then took the blindfold and tied it around her eyes. The world vanished. All that remained was the bite of the cold, the scent of pine, and the soft whisper of the wind weaving between branches. Her heartbeat filled the silence at first. Slow. Uneven. Searching. Then she heard it the faint s

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

“I mean, yea. If I stay here a little too long I get sad. But like, I just don’t stay here that long? The home is more of a base of operations than anything. I spend more nights in taverns and stuff on other floors. I come back here when I’m laying low.” “Personally, I don’t believe the info broker’s guide when they try and sell you that crap about dementia and insanity. That’s probably just coming from some player that’s already cracked a little bit. You have a shop here, right? And you’re not crazy. I think.” 3ulogy paused a little bit as he spoke the last words. “But yea, the floor mak

A cold midsummers night dream, where reality and imagination dance upon the night sky becoming intertwined and indistinguishable. Where prayers can be made real, and logic and reason can become distorted. The wanderer sat wistful and hopeful beneath a star filled sky. His red robe absent, errands long since complete. No glasses allowing his amber eyes in that kindled and rich shade to be allowed free from shields. It was a long time coming, to provide himself the freedoms of such simple enjoyment. Through his head racked the ripple, as innumerable faces and voices played back unending.

"What were we talking about again?" Adelyte asked, tapping her chin with the side of her thumb. "Oh yeah! How cool this place is!" she opened her arms out, gesturing towards the cave.. but also Aincrad as a whole. "Before this game came out, I don't think I could have ever even imagined a place like this.. a floating castle. One hundred floors, each one different. Of course I want to get back home to my mama but.." her smile faltered a bit. Homesickness settling in, usually she kept those moments behind closed doors. She swallowed the rising lump in her throat down and forced a smile out

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