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Mari closed her eyes. It was…oddly peaceful. The scents were different. Fresh loamy earth - charred trees. The hints of smoke. She could hear the approach of someone, and knew it could only be one person. The one other person would have loudly announced his presence. “Freyd…” Mari said quietly, eyes still closed in perhaps the last moment of peace she’d have for a while. She sounded oddly calm with everything. Especially with what was about to transpire. Mari lifted a head from her knee and finally turned to look at him. He had a solemn and grim look on his features. Right…this would be j

It took a few minutes. Perhaps he was in the middle of something, or he didn't immediately understand the point of her message. But when he finally swung open his front door, he found her smiling up at him. "Special delivery!" she declared, wiggling her shoulders excitedly. "One order of your favorite person!" Then she lifted up a plastic bag in the space between them. "And also ice cream! Because shitty nights call for ice cream." Without waiting for an invitation, she slipped under his arm and scooted to his kitchen. Though their relationship was still new, she had been over to his hous

Katoka took a single sip and grimaced. Mari swiped the bottle and demolished it as an afterthought. Her audacity stunned Acanthus. Then, she laughed, loudly and wordlessly, until tears formed at the edges of her eyes. “That wa s a TERRIBLe idea.” Acanthus desperately tried to catch her breath, clutching her sides as Mari sputtered near the end of the bottle. “Keep goi nf, you’ re almost hther, Mari. gold. Marigold.” Acathus chuckled again. She couldn’t help it—everything was brighter and funnier. “I fuck in, fucking tol d you. It’s terrible.” She doubled over laughing as Mari complimented

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♫ The Comforts of Home ♫ Unexpected warmth returned to her hand as the traces of Mari's had finally left it. Rugged at first, the sensation of a finger coursing across her's gradually chiseled away at Elora's emotional barricade. Surely, her signals had been obvious enough -- or perhaps...that was why Freyd was offering her this silent comfort. Eyes slowly glanced sideways to see that his were turned downwards, methodically scraping some straggling berries from the sides of his bowl. It was clear that he was still upset. And yet... "Gods…you two really love each other huh? I

Ordinarily, Morningstar would keep rumors like this within his guild. Wulfrin was all he could manage to wrangle on hand, however, so he looked outside of the Trackers Alliance for two additional sets of hands. The trackers warped into Glyndebourne, and Morningstar was immediately on edge. He looked over his shoulder, half expecting to be arrested on sight, but ever since Callisto fell, the guards seemed to pay him no mind. He chalked up his day with Freyd and Foyle to a glitch in the system and went on his merry way. Glyndebourne was the pinnacle of Aincrad settlements, Star believ

Every so often, something shimmered in the corners of his eyes. When he tried to catch it, he found nothing. Each and every time, the 'nothing' would vanish, leaving him equally perplexed and nervous. Ghosts had never seemed so real to him. He passed beneath pink trees, past empty houses, and found himself near the edge of town. He stopped, cranking his neck to look behind. He thought there had been a second set of footsteps alongside his own. But no one was there. Slowly, air dragged into his lungs. “boo.” "FUCK." He twirled quite magnificently, his eyes and mouth comicall

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Pantry restocked, dust bunnies hunted to extinction, dried wood and kindling freshly chopped and stacked, Freyd was surprised by how much effort such a small house required after so long an absence. Devoting his uniquely obsessive resolve to housekeeping ensured the results were beyond meticulous. He'd even left a stash of Hollandaise and honey buns in a basket on the counter and a note under her sheltered mirror that read: 'It's here when you're ready.' Time spent with Elora had taught him to value the simpler pleasures of domestic life and how the littlest touches could hold power beyo

"O-Okay. L-Lets h-head there." Bliss began walking and then suddenly BAM. Her forehead collided with a

Ciela had recently visited Floor 5. She, Wulfrin and Astra went after the Sandshark and Avalanche in one day. That was such a crazy day. She hated the hot desert of Floor 5. But she needed to get another Terra Firma Scale. Then an idea struck her. She swiped through her menus and messaged two players that she knew wouldn't mind helping her take down Terra Firma. To: Acanthus & Wulfrin Hey, wanna smack around a sand shark? Meet me on F05 Ciela waited for a response, or to see her husband, or even see Acanthus with Kumaki barreling behin

Ciela smiled at the silver haired woman that stood before her, looking up as the woman was considerably taller than her. "That'd be me." The bubbliness overflowed through her words. Following not long after was a man, same height but shrouded in black clothes. Ciela focused on his piercing blue eyes. Ciela smiled at the man, "Always!" Another tall man approached, but as quickly as he appeared, he disappeared. Ciela turned to the other players, "Well! Let's get a few introductions out of the way, my names Ciela. What are y'all's names?" A smile was plastered on her face. Ciela h

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Guild Activity Guild Name: Jacob's Ladder Guild Rank: 0 -> 1 Guild Member Count: 7 Guild Tokens Submitted: 7 (Hirru Guild Activity Check Type: Rank Advancement Date of Report/Last Update: 7/7/2025 Guild Territory Guild Name: Jacob's Ladder Guild Territory Name: Dreamer's Temple Guild Territory Floor: Floor 24 - Island Location: (Floor/Settlement) Description: Built around the Dojo that Baldur had founded, the guild hall takes on the form of a traditional Japanese temple, complete with high, slanted roofs and ornate gardens. Buildings: Guild Hall (free), Guild Vaul

"Macradon!" a voice shouted out. Geronimo just didn't feel right. Another form was shortly behind Macradon, though Baldur leapt from the top of the changing room instead of the rock garden he so carefully tended. Well, the plants wouldn't die without watering, but he spent months with the base editor interface trying to get this onsen to look just the way he wanted it. But the more pressing concern was the belly flop he was about to have right next to Mac and Mari. He didn't want a cannon ball like Macradon had attempted. He had stood, for a moment, on the other side of the shoj

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It had been around three days since she last spoke to Freyd. The first day he followed her around, constantly checking in on her and making sure she was okay. She only had the one coughing fit - it seemed their nights spent talking and planning helped curb some of her gemini’s attempts to escape. Freyd finally let her have her space - with the promise that Mari would track every single coughing fit, even if no bile came from it. He needed to spend time with Elora. And Mari, being a solitary creature, needed time to think on her own without a doting friend following her around. It was fun

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@Morningstar You're getting the Advanced Map | Last Hit Reward | +5,000 Col and (600*Tier) Bonus EXP for each player. I have one more if you don't feel like it was enough of a good trade.

For @Baldur x1 Witch's Brew 243240a | Gain +1 to CD rolls for one thread, or for a day's allocation of crafting (including Crafting Respite) in return for weird map thingy

’Good, good. You see the situation. Now let’s resolve this without any bloodshed, shall we?’ The man smiled suddenly, and whatever hopes of peaceful acceptance Aoi may have had disappeared with the appearance of the expression on his face. Instead, she realised that she was either going to have to comply – which would be dangerous for herself and the elderly man – or suffer the consequences. ’What we’re going to do here is alleviate you of any excess you might be carrying around with you. Specifically anything of value, and worth…in exchange we’ll give you your life and freedom to continue pro

The first figure came flowing from the sands around them, and Aoi belatedly reached out a hand to stop the old man, stepping before him and placing herself between the new arrival and her escort. A measure of malice could be seen within their expression, and although no weapon was immediately drawn, it was obviously displayed within the reached of a hand should she suddenly decide that she wasn’t going to be compliant with whatever came next. ’Calm and clear will get us through this without any discrepancies now! Don’t make any sudden movements, and all will be well!’ The voice that call

Custom Skill Proposal Name: >run_cmd swap(int *x int *y) (Disabuse System) Mechanic: Whenever you activate [[Assault Mode]], instead swap two of your core stats as though you just activated Temporal Distortion (Quest Reward from <<Down the Rabbit Hole>>). Description: A skill that can only be learned when the truth of the game is confronted: you are lines of code in the same way that your enemies are living, breathing creatures. Did Kayaba foresee the denial of his reality blossoming into its confirmation?