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Acanthus sighed, the alcohol wearing off faster than before. Given the strange nature of the quest, she was uncertain whether or not its effects could be replicated. She also didn’t like other people knowing that she could get drunk. But she’d opened that can of worms when she stupidly had three of those Rusty Daggers. It wouldn’t be fair to Sable to worm her way out of her own actions. She explained as she marched into the sunken graveyard. “No, it wasn’t the drink itself. There’s a quest on this floor. For part of the quest, you end up drunk. But like everything else on this floor, it’s

Kaie moved backwards as Aoi picked up another piece of the cloth she’d used originally to make the first half of the item. She began to repeat the process, watching as Kaie retrieved the various items that would be required in the process, and settling down to watch and study her movements once more. Silence fell between the two of them as Kaie continued to progress, rarely needing to be reminded or corrected on the tasks that had been appointed to them. Aoi herself found the work even more relaxing once she wasn’t required to focus as heavily on teaching her companion, instead finding that th

Aoi pressed down on the stamp’s lever, bringing metal to cloth in a satisfying clinking sound. Kaie shifted around further to get a better view of the final product, and as Aoi brought the tool back up and revealed the item beneath, she found herself grinning once more. The metal plates had embedded almost perfectly into the position she’d wanted – a slight shift to the left that was barely perceptible, but more than within the parameters that she had attempted to keep them in. ’It looks good. Really good, actually. I think you were right with the duck…I never would have considered that

Kaie beeped in satisfaction at her idea, and Aoi placed the designs to the side in order to collect the metal plating that she would need. They’d already determined that they would use this outlined as a central breast piece, covering the area where a human heart would be thought to be within the body – or, at least where media had made everyone believe it would be. She carefully placed them into the stamping tool, organising them one by one into a similar shape to her hand drawn design. It was time consuming, but Aoi found the repetitive work as relaxing as the sewing had been, and quickly fe

’A duck? Really? Alright…fine, I can handle a duck. We’re not including the pond though – just to be clear on that.’ The long, echoing beep that followed was something that Aoi had learnt to associate with a groan, as if Kaie was suggesting suffering or displease at the moment. She found herself laughing in response, waving a hand towards the robot and giggling even as she responded. ’I’ll have none of that! Ponds tend to get lost in the design, especially if the colouring is unnatural towards the idea. Put a semi-circle on a brown cloth, and you don’t have a pond, you have a weird hill. You n

PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 51 Tier: 4 True Tier: 15 Final Exp Reward: +10% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 4: +4% Final EXP reward CS | Ill Omen in Red CSA | [x1] Grand Mass Parry Consumed: Deliberate | +1 CD for one thread Milky Way Blueprint [Kasumi] | + 1 CD for one thread 5-Star Ceaseless Beef Wellington (Gungir's - PROT 2 | EVA 2 [Feast - 205488]) {GAIUS} [2/6] Damage +3 {Potion}: 245350-2 Accuracy +2 {Food}: 186764 {Filled} Pros

Another series of confirming beeps, and Kaie settled alongside the form that Aoi had settled onto the main countertop. She glanced around, considering the embellishments that she wanted to include in the piece – functional, as well as eye catching was the name of the game in this design, and she found herself at a loss for a few seconds. That was, until her eyes settled upon a nearby stamp that contained the clear imprints of various small metallic plates. No more than a few millimetres in size, the plates could be grouped together to create patterns, while also boosting the overall toughness

’Here, let’s get you to cut this.’ Aoi held out the thread that she had been working on, the final tie on it done and the remainder needing to be severed to allow it to fully seal away the edging. ’Cut it as close as you can to the fabric, without damaging the product itself. We want to ensure that it’s secure, but we also don’t need a large piece hanging off – we’ll deal with any extra a bit later, but for now let’s just disconnect this piece.’ Kaie moved into motion, the movements of its form both quick and controlled as it closed in towards the thread she held outwards for it. The bla

Silence fell between the two of them as Aoi continued her work, the needle passing through cloth and the subsequent sound of thread rubbing against thread the only thing that broke the quiet that covered the work area. She found an almost peaceful lull passing over herself, and smiled at the simplicity of the entire situation. It wasn’t often that she was given the chance to work in such a manner, not since she’d entered Aincrad, at least. Everything had felt chaotic for so long, as she fought to find a way to survive and thrive. Even in the last few weeks, where she’d begun to see a routine b

PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 51 Tier: 4 True Tier: 9 Final Exp Reward: +5% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 4: +4% Final EXP reward Consumed: Deliberate | +1 CD for one thread Milky Way Blueprint [Freya] | + 1 CD for one thread 5-Star Ceaseless Beef Wellington (Gungir's - PROT 2 | EVA 2 [Feast - 205488]) {GAIUS} [1/6] Damage +3 {Potion}: 245350-1 Accuracy +2 {Food}: 184300 Prosperity +3 {Food}: 175454 Loot Dice +3 {Food}: 186761-3 {Filled}

The goal: Bizarre Antidotes. The Place: Floor 18. The Party? Wulfrin had no clue at all. As much as he liked running with Riardon and KnightinGale during this ongoing playtest, Wulfrin needed a change of party comp. Up until now that trio had been grinding up quests, mobs, and everything in between. Wulfrin's speed running tactics was leaving them very little space to breathe and develop. To give them such a chance, Wulfrin opted for the message boards. With no way of knowing who will show up, Wulfrin leaned up against the caravan cart whilst the NPCs did their prep for the journey. All he cou

Deliberate x 2 | [2 Tokens] Gain +1 to CD rolls for one thread, or for a day's allocation of crafting. Stacks with consumables and enhancements.

A collection of chirps and beeps erupted from Kaie, and it gave a small wiggle of its form in what Aoi recognised as some sort of celebratory dance movement. She found herself laughing at the entire show, and quickly moved to try and appease the robot’s clear excitement at the situation. ’Yes, yes, you’re doing great here. We’re not done yet though, and there’s still lots to learn – so don’t get too ahead of yourself, got it?’ The chirps repeated, though this time slightly less enthusiastically, and Kaie settled down beside her again with a motion that showed its intent to watch and lear

A slight beeping, as well as a shift in Kaie’s body was the only response she received. Everything about the small robotic figure appeared to suggest it was intent and focused on whatever it was she was doing – not that Kaie had any complaints. She knew that the more attention Kaie played, the more likely it was that they would remember everything that she was working to teach them. ’What we’re going to do next is to actually sew the edgings closed, to ensure that the thread is contained and can’t flow outwards and away. It’s a simple enough process, though a bit repetitive. We’ll need a

PH <<Assist System Engaged>> Level: 34 Paragon: 51 Tier: 4 True Tier: 9 Final Exp Reward: +0% Activated: True Light Lantern: +1 ACC, +1 LD (Party) Paragon (10): +1 LD while Looting/Searching Guild Rank 4: +4% Final EXP reward Deployed: 5-Star Ceaseless Beef Wellington (Gungir's - PROT 2 | EVA 2 [Feast - 205488]) {GAIUS} [0/6] Event: Removed (Temp) | Energist, Fighting Spirit, Battle Healing R5, Leadership R2, First Aid R3, Hyperactive, Energize, Rally, Polearm - Stamina, Charge, Polearm R5, Combat Shift: ST, Polearm - Ferocity S

Aoi took a collection of tools and began smoothing out the edges, cutting away the hanging threads that had remained and ensuring that the ones behind them were still tucked away nicely. She prepared them for the final edging they’d receive – a collection of sewing methods that would cover and seal away any chance for them to escape beyond their emplacement – and looked along the various points in its shape to ensure she didn’t miss any major imperfections. Only once she was content with the condition of the edging did she look inwards, smoothing out creases that had begun to show and settle t

The scissors slipped beyond the end, the cutaway pieces falling to the ground as Aoi let the movement fall into exaggeration – a movement meant to preserve the final touch point of fabric on blade. She let out the breath she’d been holding, turning to see how Kaie had come along with the tools she’d requested. Her eyes passed over the area she’d been worried about, noting that a number of creases had appeared, and seeing that they were minor, but worth adjusting when she had the time to focus on it over getting the ends solidified for the next step. ’Oh, excellently done!’ Kaie had retur

’Right, I’m almost done here. Can you get me the finishing tools? I’ll need to wear down the edges to ensure they last and don’t fray away with time.’ She gave a nod towards the tools as the scissors continued to slide along the fabric’s edges. She didn’t look away from her work, engrossed in the task and not wanting to ruin a perfectly good piece – even if it was being used for nothing more than training purposes. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a masterpiece or a simple template, everything you do should see your best effort put into it. Anything less, and you dishonour the materials and the

No answer came to mind, and Aoi found her hand stopping in place as she fought the urge to laugh at the ridiculousness of the idea to begin with. What an odd world we live in, where I’m trying to teach my friend robot how to sew, while also considering how to recompense it for one day running our tailoring business…all while I go fight monsters in an attempt to escape back into the real world. She shook her head, trying to clear away the tears that had appeared due to the strain of resisting the humour. She gave a sigh as she turned back to her task. She could already see the final cuts

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Skill(s) Being Dropped: Lockpicking R3 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Dismantling, Tracking SP Incurred Towards Limit: 20 SP Refunded: 24 Cost: 24,000 Col

"Damn it's cold," Wulfrin said rubbing his hands together, trying his best to get warm. "Of all the places for the gate to spawn, why did it have to choose this frigid land. I'd have prefered it to appear on Floor 22." Wulfrin was not at all dressed for the occasion. Gone was the heavy armor he was usually clad in. In its place he wore a simple short sleeved red tunic and tan trousers. His brown leather boots were truing their best to keep out the cold, but he was still on the verge of hypothermia even in this virtual world where cold wasn't supposed to bother him. Regardless of how it lo

Thread Closure: Mari | [Word Count: 14042/5 = 2808.4] * [True Tier: 9] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 26539 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 3980 col Vitreous | [Word Count: 14042/5 = 2808.4] * [True Tier: 1] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 2949 EXP