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The shrill whistle in the boot camp on floor 10, hidden off the frequented locales was something that most would never discover. Those that knew of it served its masters, or met a quick and untimely demise. Ever since the jail break, its location had been under intense lock and key and hidden clear from all inspecting eyes. It wasn't even spoken, and if it were it would quickly be moved. The floor was quite large, and investigating it was rather treacherous. The prison cells in the complex was still littered to the brim with wills waiting eagerly until they were broken or slain, and Haze wande

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Mid application of her makeup to really tie up the look she was meticulously crafting, the woman hears the door behind her click. A small crossbow is pegged with a turn of her attention, ready to strike if it were some wayward old catch aiming to take what she promised. But instead she's cradled by the familiar scent of scotch and cigarette smoke. That rough and stone like physic of an unmistakable firmness. "Johnathon." She mutters under belated breath, holding onto his arms as she's sent into a dip. "Glad you approve..." She's smile and bury her lips into his neck, leaving an imprint of ruby

Haikyuu! - Kuroo Tetsurou - Voodoo

CLICK Opening the doors of the new speakeasy, allowing Ecstasy to walk in first. It was an hour before the fun began. Walking in behind her, closing and locking the doors. There was still a few things left to do. Rushing up behind her, grabbing her hand sending her into a sudden twirl. Catching her with a hand to her cheek as the other grasped tightly pulling her to him. Gaze was inches away, "You look absolutely ravishing my lady. You are going to make a wondrous main attraction?" That touch, the look, it was enough to make him amped. He was not going to smear that stunning red lipstick

Name: Damage Button Profession/Rank: N/A ID/Roll: 258424 | CD: 12, LD: 5 Item Type: Spark Stone Tier: N/A Quality: Perfect Enhancements: Wrathful Description: Big red button. You press it and poof. More damage. Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/42923-f01-pp-another-another-another-another-one/?do=findComment&comment=704894&_rid=8792

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A song upon her lips, and in her heart - Alice had a basket full of questionable mushrooms and of dreams. To others, the floor was weary, dreary...but to her, it was magical. It felt like the mushrooms could talk. Like the sky above glittered. Alice was really and welly and truly living in her own precious wonderland. The woman picked up a mushroom from her basket, one of many Psilocybin mushrooms she had picked. "Don't worry little guy!~" She crooned. "You'll be turned into something magical, and truly...you'll become a...." She paused, a tilt of her head as if waiting for a cue - "FUN-GI!"

Luke laughed when Ceres tossed the spoon away. He supposed littering didn’t really matter in a make believe world. Moments later he was hugged and pulled away by her, not to dance but towards the food tables. “Heh, I guess it slipped my mind,” he said, not knowing how to explain that his head wasn’t working right due to being drunk, or whatever was happening to him. “At first, I thought you meant your name was actually Boring. But okay, Cinnamon works too! I’ll stick with Luke. Knowing myself I’ll forget a new name if I give myself one.” “Wow, what a selection… I was never muc

Scar | [Word Count: 7314/5 = 1462.8] * [True Tier: 4] * [Group Factor: 1] = 5851 EXP Alinta | [Word Count: 7314/5 = 1462.8] * [True Tier: 6] * [Group Factor: 1] = 8777 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1316 col

Bael | [Word Count: 7863/5 = 1572.6] * [True Tier: 1] * [Group Factor: 1] = 1573 EXP Arsine | [Word Count: 7863/5 = 1572.6] * [True Tier: 2] * [Group Factor: 1] = 3145 EXP

11/25/25 (Crafting Respite: 250061, Ambition: 251368, Engineering Rack (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Little Fury Sword (Tablet) | +1 CD) Lol I'm half awake

Profile: Username: Epicleo Real name:Leonardo Iris (goes by Leo) Age:16 Gender:male Height:167cm green eyes, brown hair Background: I was Born in England to a normal, working family, I have a small group of friends that I’m close too. I hang out with them every opportunity I get. I grew up enjoying video games, devoting a lot of free time to it, going so far as to even win a tournament I was in. When the nervgear was announced I Was ecstatic for it. I made sure to save up enough money to pre order the nervgear and a copy of SAO. I waited and I counted every day until t

"Perfect," Wulfrin smiled as he closed his notebook. "I've got a solid idea of what you're looking for. I'll get the order placed and crafted as soon as I can." Wulfrin gestured for Vanta to follow him back down the small staircase to the bustling shop below. His assistants darting back and forth between stations and storage rooms as they worked tirelessly to piece together items for the shop's racks. It was clear the operation was still starting up as most racks and shelves were baren, but even despite that, the place looked inviting and full of life. It wouldn't be long before business

"I'm guessing there is one in that creepy keep on the hill," Wulfrin nonchalantly rolling the shoulder of his sword arm in preparation. "A holy weapon I mean. I spotted a ruined Keep to the south and not too far from here." Wulfrin knew in the back of his mind that the quest wouldn't let them progress without at least obtaining the designated quest item. According to the descriptors being given by the NPC captain, Wulfrin's current weapon would meet all the corresponding requirements for besting Lilith, but they were beholden to preexisting parameters. With a sigh, Wulfrin turned his atte

11/24/25 (Crafting Respite: 250057-2, Ambition: 250948, Engineering Rack (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Little Fury Sword (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 258378 CD: 3 +1 LD: 18 Salvage Success (3) 8 (+6 Ambition) 2 258379 CD: