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[PP-F09] Bless Your Little Bandit Heart <<Bandit Camp>>
Jomei replied to Siren's topic in Beginner Floors
The voice of a man clearly tired and out of options addressed them, the quest giver that was patiently standing around as the three - now two - conversed revealed the details of his plight. The prior foreman of the Yōgan mines had taken up arms, building a band of thugs and ruffians to terrorize the village, most likely out of revenge for his 'forced early retirement.' The ginger simply nodded along, allowing Siren to speak for the two of them. In the meantime, Jomei took care of officially accepting the quest as the prompt appeared before him and creating a party consisting of himself and his -
[PP-PT-F14] Stakeholder Meeting of the Vampire Hunting Club
Pinball replied to Morningstar's topic in Intermediate Floors
Morningstar didn't respond to Wulfrin's question. Pinball didn't either. ph *** -
With her eyes closed, she remained aware of her surroundings: the chirping of birds, the song of crickets, the shuffle of feet, and the sound of footsteps running closer. She wagered it belonged to Kali. As expected, panting followed. She cracked open her right eye to see a man with chestnut-colored, unkempt hair pausing from his run, hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath next to the hay, seemingly oblivious to her presence. "Hey." "Oh, there you are! Sorry to keep you waiting." He straightened up. "Got a bit lost, haha! Took a wrong turn south from the Town of Beginnings." He sh
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Crafting Process: 1st Attempt Creation ended in failure, 1 Material lost. EXP earned: +1 (Failed attempt) Crafting Process: 2nd Attempt Creation ended in failure, 1 Material lost. EXP earned: +1 (Failed attempt)
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With the store name finalised, Dean placed a somewhat nervous hand on the door, Before giving a push. As the door slowly swung inwards, His eyes were mesmerised by the decorum of this place. It had a mixture of formal, Yet calming vibes. “Truly a place.. Befitting a Performer.” He mentioned, While taking a look at the various Instruments hung up. “With these tools, I'll create a harmonious future for the players.. Who are fighting and those just trying to survive.” He mumbled to himself, Before heading to the backroom. “But before I can do any of that, I'll need to craft some inventory..
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With the completion of <<Earning a Living>> Dean had gained the right to open his own music shop, Which would be appropriately named <<Harmonic Studio>> This will be his place of work and residence, But for right now. He hasn't actually seen the store itself, Since he has just left Landon's shop. “If I'm following this map correctly, It should be right around this corner..” After rounding the corner, He was met with a structure that had been well-maintained. As the white limestone blocks. Still had a radiant glow to them. “Oh my god!” Dean expressed a sense of pure
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Oats lay on a large pile of hay next to a path leading to the entrance of a village. She had been napping for a while, confident in her safety within the zone. The blend of a gentle breeze and the sun's warmth was delightful. She opened one eye to gauge the sun's position; she had arrived around 9:30 am, and it seemed to be about 11 o'clock now. The sky was a bright blue with a few birds in flight. The weather on the first floor was always perfect, akin to unchanging data. Players would wake up expecting the same conditions every day, a pleasant contrast to the unpredictable weather of the rea
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[PP-F01] Got a Staring Problem, Pal? | <<The First Few Lessons>>
Styx replied to Rhys's topic in Beginner Floors
Styx watched closely as the bread flew into Rhys mouth, who was obviously the more eager one out of the two to eat some random fondue from a pot. “We technically do not need any form of sustenance to maintain our bodies in here,” he countered weakly as he turned back to the fork of bread between his hands. With all his knowledge of this quest, he knew you did not have to consume whatever concoction Zackariah conjured in that pot of his. He also knew that there was not a castle waiting to be claimed at the end of it– which will most definitely disappoint Rhys when they finish it. He holds his t -
[PP-F01] Got a Staring Problem, Pal? | <<The First Few Lessons>>
Rhys replied to Rhys's topic in Beginner Floors
“Brother!” “Aki? Oh no, no… Why are you crying?” Kazuki’s voice is gentle, almost fatherly. The little girl stands completely still in front of him, her eyes red and cheeks puffy. He slowly kneels, his large hands lifting to cradle her face, catching her tears as they fall and dry into his hands. There was a boy who loved his family. A boy who promised to protect his family without a father to take care of them. In a world where his father stepped down, Kazuki had taken a step forward. “Lost my bear…” she hiccups, her words tangled with sniffles. Kazuki’s thumbs slowly brush ben -
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they break for food at a secluded corner then resume their appreciation of the festivities. mishiro, in search of more unique items, methodically goes from stall to stall to try each one's offerings. perhaps fermata had missed something in its initial sweep. it is not impossible. there are vanity shops wherever one looks, selling street food, outfits, tattooing services, and a half hour with a rented mount. more games. from a simple ball toss, she wins a feather. she immediately knows what she wants to do with it. the problem is sibyl, who jealously curls a hand over loth's gift. ("one mo
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[PP-F01] Got a Staring Problem, Pal? | <<The First Few Lessons>>
Styx replied to Rhys's topic in Beginner Floors
RHYS has joined the party. All over again, Styx’s feet were swept from under him, and it felt like his whole world had been submerged under an endless, cold ocean. Leave me the fuck alone. Leave me the fuck alone. Leave me the fuck alone. It no longer felt like a game. His limbs ached and his vision blurred. Motor functions seemed to cease as he instinctively tried to flex his hand, only for there to be barely a small twitch. There was a moment where Styx opened his mouth to say something before it snapped shut, afraid that the few words he had left to say would come out sl -
[F21-PP] Lost in Translation <<The Hidden Village>>
Freyd replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
"Sorry Freyd.." All pretense to cloak and dagger solutions fell prey to lethal necessity in an instant. A companion blind and vulnerable, fighting at close quarters with numbers in heavy favour to the enemy, Freyd saw only one remaining option. Dashing forward from their flawed foxhole, a shield grabbed and yanked toppled the first unsuspecting knight over a cliff with a drawn out cry of surprise as his final words. The rest reacted faster, closing ranks, or at least making the attempt. Their tactics were better suited to open ground where a phalanx might find better purchase. Narrow -
Eulogy ducked out of sight just as Acanthus disappeared into the marquee to try out some weird dress thing. The less they interacted, the better off they would both be. After a few moments, Eulogy popped back out into the crowd, whistling nonchalantly. Again, he’d rather drag his feet over hot coals than deal with too many people, but stuff like this was always a good way to get good items and experience. Eulogy flipped through the sporadic info trickling out of the various info brokers—some of these people were fast. Unbelievably so. Eulogy wouldn’t be surprised if they were here right n
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Acanthus took a different path to Hiten today. She wasn’t sure what had sparked the deviation, but to Acanthus, it felt nearly criminal. She’d already measured out the shortest path; doing anything else cost her time in the game. By her count, it was about 47 seconds longer. And the time was about to stretch even further. One of the festival NPCs approached her from a purple marquee, drawing Acanthus to her with a gentle, enamoring voice. "Hello. How might I be of service today?" “Nothing, thank you.” Despite her rush, she felt compelled to stay and chat just a little longer. She did
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[F24 | R2 - Performer] A Familiar Tune | Open
Acanthus replied to Acanthus's topic in Merchants and Shops
Crafting for 10/30/2024 Extended Workshop. (+3 EXP total from Trinket | Tuning Fork + Hard Working) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 237160 CD: 8 +1 LD: 10 Rare - 8 (+3 Ambition) 2 237159 CD: 2 +1 LD: - Yesterday
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[OP-F01] Rhythmic Encounter of Music <<Earning a Living>>
Dean replied to Dean's topic in Beginner Floors
Thread Closing: Dean_The_Hunter: - (3,545/10) *1*1+300 (Quest) | EXP: 654.5 - <<Performer>> Profession - Successfully Crafted Item - Standard <<Performer>> Shop - (5) Materials - 400 Col -
[OP-F01] Rhythmic Encounter of Music <<Earning a Living>>
Dean replied to Dean's topic in Beginner Floors
Hearing those praiseworthy words from the Musical Maestro himself, Gave Dean a subtle boost to his pride as a fellow musician and in this case <<Performer>> “Hehe.. Thanks for the vote of confidence, It means a lot to me.” After those words of gratitude left his lips, A new notification popped up. Which explained, That Dean had acquired the rights to open a standard <<Performer Shop>> of his very own. “Are you serious, I can open my own music shop~!” An excited smile curved along his lips, Before turning his attention back to Landon. “Though our time has been brief, I'l -
[OP-F01] Rhythmic Encounter of Music <<Earning a Living>>
Dean replied to Dean's topic in Beginner Floors
When the performance crystal had absorbed all his vocals and instrumental, All he needed to do was give it a title. “Hm..” Dean gave this a lot of thought, Since it would be the very first song. That he's written in this <<Death Game>> taking the effects of it into account, He finally decided on a name. “This song will be called, <Healing Hands> Because it'll help heal the wounded by creating a gentle and warm melody.. That'll reinvigorate the body.” After a brief explanation into his thoughts, It came as quite the surprise. When Landon tossed him the recording crystal. “Wo~! -
[BR-F28] Paving the Way to Floor 29 [Team 2: Freyd]
Freyd replied to Plot Master's topic in The Frontlines
Like an orchestra tuned and primed, each section delivered its intended part to the benefit of the whole. Zandra was first, her infectious zeal imbuing each of the others' spirits with fire and fury to be unleashed upon their gnashing and decrepit foe. Its decomposing scent? Bearly tolerable. Also fortunately flash frozen by Wulfrin's timely strike, and the wretched hankering to hurl subdued to the point of tolerating an angry algid turd. Mac and Baldur didn't disappoint, each devastating their foe the moment it lay exposed, with Crozeph building up momentum behind them both. All tha -
[BR-F28] Paving the Way to Floor 29 [Team 4: Jomei]
Bahr replied to Plot Master's topic in The Frontlines
Bahr studied the beast's movements as it darted about, trying (but failing) to maul some poor fool who'd garnered its ire. It seemed that its eyesight was lacking, something that admittedly made the thing slightly less intimidating than it had been only moments prior. If Bahr could elude detection via its other senses, there was a good chance he could make it out of this encounter unscathed. And it would be the same for the rest of his comrades - hopefully they would make the same connection. "Its senses are weak, dulled. Perhaps withered away altogether," he announced to the others once -
[BR-F28] Paving the Way to Floor 29 [Team 4: Jomei]
Pinball replied to Plot Master's topic in The Frontlines
Nope, wrong. Incorrect. He'd made a bad play, and wasted his Vanish. He'd done it out of reflex, following his usual combat rotation, but he wasn't fighting alone anymore. It wouldn't be of the same benefit to him if he only refreshed a select few DoTs when the whole raid had their own as well. He had to be a team player. Pinball (begrudgingly) emerged from stealth, his expression sour and his blades in hand. He didn't run up to the boss. Too crowded. He hung back and flung a pair of knives into it for some more chip damage and retrieved another crytal -- this time a Perpetuate -- to hold alof -
"Crystals?" Gambit asked. Was there something going on at the beach that he didn't know about? "What crystals?" He looked up from his digging and cast a cursory glance at the people gathered at the beach. They all seemed like they were scouring the sand for something. His mind immediately went to seashells -- but the nice lady (@Acanthus) who'd approached him had mentioned something about crystals. He looked down into the hole he'd been digging, now quite a bit more than ankle deep. The only thing in it that he could see were his own sand-covered feet. "Uh, no crystals." When she a
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Healing Hands HP Recovery - II | Tier 1 | Rare Quality | CD: 11 | Roll ID: 237141 Cost: 1 Slot Cap: 3 Slots Effect: Heals the user for (5% per slot) HP. Description: A smooth country melody, That lifts the heart and brings back memories of the good old days with close relatives. Song Type: Support Thread Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/41370-op-f01-rhythmic-encounter-of-music/page/2/?tab=comments#comment-690464
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