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The flashy powder puff princess had popped back up today just like the last couple, and Illi was smart enough to shield her face before her attacks went out at this point. A total mess of blinking garbage, the ring of the bell gave the all clear that it was ok to look back at the ring. Illi lowers her hand to her right side allowing her scythe to climb up from the blood red void, being summoned from the beyond and rising to her grasp. A thick red film breathing and oozing from her gripped hands around its shaft, that horrid looking guillotine would accompany her into the ring with a shift into

With the abrasive asshole from the last couple days taking his leave, Lynn slightly kicked herself for showing up around the same time every morning to give this another go. Gob Gob still looked just as fresh as day one, meaning that he had handled multiple days of attacks without even the slightest change. Dude really was something else. Lynn had already met quite a number of cool people as a result of showing up to this little gathering, so popping back up and performing a bit was a no brainer. Climbing up the same way she had every time, she takes her place opposite the goblin king. Her lef

PH Post Action | Attacking Gob Gob (12/14/25) - ID: 259364, BD: 8 | Dealing [x15 AOE-I] * 23 = 345 DMG -> 3 * Elixir of Growth {+800 EXP} = 2400 EXP WC: 168 Active: Guild Rank 5 | +5% Final EXP/Col reward Anton | HP: 700/700 | EN: 88/88 | DMG: 23 | MIT:44 | ACC:3 | AA | PHASE | EVA:4 | BH:35 | REC: 8 | LD:1

Hood drawn tight around her head, it wasn't until she reached the front of the line that it came down. Revealing the blue hair that was strange yet natural, despite what most might be lead to believe. From her sleeve, her hand tucks into the right and draws her katana out of it like it were a normal sheathe. As its drawn, forks of blue lightning leap from its edge as if foretelling its nature. The annealed blade that predated most weapons in its age, and had served Ruri over all of her time in Aincrad reforged into something far more powerful that had grown with her. With a twist her body beco

Drawing the amethyst colored dagger from her back, the pearlescent blade glimmering in the sunlight as the light hits it just right. The blonde hair on her head swaying past her shoulder as she turns to take her space in line. Waiting for others to go in the ring, take their turn and the bell telling them that their attempt was through. After a few minutes, her time to take her shot slowly comes up. Using the small staircase on one of the corners, she climbs inside and winds back her arm. The glow of soft yellow on the edge of that dagger, all this practice with her sword arts was starting to

Another day, another project to conquer. Pushing the door inward as the dummy is reflected on the other side of the room directly opposite from her. With a smile and a deep breath she would grab her broken chain in both hands that is dangling from her choker. With force she would yank hard on the chain causing it to break off that choker. Chain in hands she breaks them apart in even parts and flicks them in front of her causing them to grow in length as they now dangle on the floor with a clanking sound. Pulling them swiftly up and backwards so that each set of chains slash her back. One was n

Drifting into the ring without even the slightest noise, the black silhouette of cloth seems to come to a halt. Its hands unfurl from being concealed in the sleeves of that coverage. The opaque shapes of hands, presumably covered in some sort of gloves, its right hand raises to align its shoulder with Gob Gob. A tense of its fingers causes a wave of colorless energy to discharge from its palm. The ropes and the stage shake with that stroke of thunder, with its palm as the nexus. Gob Gob is riddled with that solitary wave, and the players near its proximity would have their ears ring with the d

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

Sam had told her that she would take care of everything in the odyssey so Simmone decided to do another round of this dummy fighting activity. She was not sure of the point but there was a little reward that popped daily. It wasn’t much but it was still useful in some regard. Heels tapping on the wooden floor as she walks down the hall and in through another set of doors. The dummy was still sitting there and it looked untouched. Pulling out her rapier as the sword art would activate and spring her forward stabbing the thing right in the chest. A small flash to indicate that she had hit. “So s

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