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Mari shook her head, "Not just a guess." She chided. "Again, I was in prison." Mari reached out, pointing from one side of the onsen to the other - "I think my cell was probably a little smaller than this area? I think if I were to walk from end to end - it'd take me 5 steps. Not a lot of space. But not like, a lil' closet either." She wasn't sure if her casually talking about her incarceration would be a mood killer or not - so in an attempt to keep the atmosphere lighthearted she kept her voice airy. Mari reached out and placed a single hand on Macradon's head, ruffling his hair. "You're gon

“I had a dream the other night.” “You still dream in here? I thought the Nerve Gear didn’t let it happen.” “No, I—wait, you aren’t dreaming in here?” “Nah, I sleep like a baby.” “...Must be nice.” “Yea. One nice thing, I guess. What’s your dream, anyhow?” “I dreamed that I woke up. Same as every day. Rolled over in bed, listened to the birds for a little bit, and checked my inventory. It felt real. Like, I really thought I was awake.” “Doesn’t sound all that interesting.” “You didn’t let me finish, dangit.” “Fine, whatever. Keep rambling, then.”

Nothing stood out to her as the grass stalks slapped back into position. Figures, it would’ve been too easy if I found something immediately out of the gate. As tempting as it is to just rush forward and fight things for the loot drop, I think the safer bet is to do some gathering for a bit. Maybe with time I’ll get better at it. It was a wishful thought, she knew, but at the same time she felt that she simply wasn’t ready for solo combat yet – even against these small boars, she’d heard of players ending their combat experience poorly. Poorly, being that their final moments were recorded into

The city had come alive while she’d been inside the shop, and as Aoi had pushed her way through the now filled streets and back to the front gates leading into the world beyond, she’d found herself wondering if she’d made the right choice. Tailoring had been an easy deduction simply because it was similar to something she’d done in the real world, and she’d seen little in the way of tailoring shops – beyond those handled by non-player characters. She knew that wasn’t saying a lot in the bigger picture – she’d barely explored the world compared to many others, and was aware that she may have mi

The door jingled slightly as she entered, a small bell above her signifying her entry into the area, alerting the character behind the desk that peaked out briefly before disappearing for a second. His voice rang out from behind the temporary wall that had been placed to provide some form of privacy, a light and friendly tone that seemed almost playful to Aoi’s ears. ’Hello! I’ll be out to help you in just a moment!’ Seconds passed before the man reappeared, his presentation smoothed out and a smile upon his face as he settled against the counter. Aoi could see a twinkle in his expressio

Turning, not sure if he was avoiding the redecorating of the room, stalling or just concerned, the question he asked seemed like a redirect almost but not completely off topic. "They made me Leader for my brains. The ability to plan accordingly and in depth to the task at hand. See what they could not regarding the tactics or gear needed. Evaluations of different raids or boss fights that they were terrified to walk into for the sake of being one shot." Taking a sip, it was all sorta weird to think back on, Sam remembered asking Lium the same question back in the day. "Lium once told me that I

Character Specialization Skills This event will lapse on 11:59pm November 17, 2025 PST Each of the skills below are expensive but stacking final upgrades to your character. The approach for this was to allow a more beneficial expenditure of SP on your character in a way that defines them and reduces the current 'hybrid' meta that is standard given that people simply run out of things to buy. Hopefully these will help allieviate that problem, but we need players help to balance them out. All participants during the event period will be allowed to select ALL SKILLS on their character when

“WHOA!” Eyes widened at the sudden jostle and poke between his legs, something firm manifesting that hadn’t been there an instant before. Two uncertain seconds passed standing on his tippy toes until realization came that Mari now held a spear firmly erect in hand and pointed at something that took a moment and reboot of his heartbeat to catch. “Hey, watch where you- WHAT THE…?!” Black blade instantly upright in a low guard, the appearance of his grip and positioning might have been more awkward if the dead fish custodian weren’t quite so in their faces about a few muddy footpri

"Look, it's not like we died or whatever, beside its not that bad in here." Swimming with no other real thought, pulling her shirt down, stopping. Glancing around listening to what Nisa said, "If we find that and I mess with it what happens?" Glancing around seeing nothing of note. "Welp," taking a deep breath before she dives into the water. At first those eyes were closed, when hands hit the floor, they flashed open. Flipping herself right side up looking around. It was so weird to see the water so clear, usually there was like tiny floating bits but in here there was absolutely nothing. Swi

“Well… that was… a lot.” Foremost in Freyd’s mind had been the sheer uncanny valleyness of drinking coffee out of a glass. A mug, thermos, or skull, no problem. But glass? Eww. No. Essence of wrongness. Coffee was meant to be tasted, not seen. Clandestinely searching cupboards for less anathema drinkware while Sam laid out her autobiography, he finally found a kitty-shaped mug with big blue eyes staring accusingly at him for all his failings in life. Nope. Too soon. Nudging it silently sideways, he chose another that more closely resembled a deranged child's Father’s day g

Standard Recovery +4 EN PH Post Action | [x15] ST-I (12 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] = 12 EN) Free Action | ID: 244487 | 8 + 7 - 3 = 12, Hit vs. Screaming Terror, Xyvil Dealing 675 - 160 = 515 Damage Players: Gaius | HP: 924/924 | EN: 111/120 | DMG: 29{+16} | MIT:127 | ACC: 1 | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | BH:46 | REC: 8 | HM: 8 | HLY: 16 | BLD: 48 | ENV-O: 32 | TROLLS-B | LD: 2 Setsuna | HP: 861/861 | EN: 95/120 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:34 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2 Griswold | HP: 880/880 | EN: 48/100 | DMG: 27 | MIT:152 | AC

Standard Recovery +4 EN, 244486 | Recovery, CD: 1 (No Proc) PH Post Action | [x15] ST-I (12 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] = 12 EN) -2 EN (Missed) Free Action | ID: 244485 | 5 + 1 - 3 = 3, Miss vs. Screaming Terror, Xyvil Heavy Momentum Triggered, +8 Base Damage Players: Gaius | HP: 924/924 | EN: 111/120 | DMG: 29{+16} | MIT:127 | ACC: 1 | F-SPIRIT | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | BH:46 | REC: 8 | HM: 8 | HLY: 16 | BLD: 48 | ENV-O: 32 | TROLLS-B | LD: 2 Setsuna | HP: 861/861 | EN: 91/120 | DMG: 29 | MIT:20 | ACC:7 | EVA:6 | BH:34 | RISK: 8 | FLN: 16 | FRB: 40 | FRZ: 64 | LD:2

Earning a Living: Tailor Tolbana had been an experience, and although not one that Aoi wanted to relive, it was also not something that she would say she was entirely upset at having completed. The first lessons quest had been taxing, in its own way, and yet she knew that she had already learnt valuable lessons from engaging in it – if nothing other than the boost to her capabilities and skills that had come with its finalisation. It had also inspired her to continue with some of the more basic quests, realising quickly that she needed to create a foundation of her skills and capabilities

A snort of liquid followed by a deeper belly laugh, the woman could hardly contain herself. Wiping her tears as she looked on two the pair, clutching her sides as they burned. "Oooh....ok, I'm done." But that was straight up a bold faced lie that Nisa did not know she was telling. One glance up at the lever sparked it up at twice or thrice the power. A few more minutes of laughter turned to physical agony. "Ugh, my sides hurt." She'd grab the bass that was floating around like its namesake atop the water. A glance straight up the little shaft they'd found themselves in, some sort of ancient ca

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Link to 6/17 appraisals Results. Keep Perfect Weapon | 235690a | 3040 col spent Scrap nine other items. 1140 * 9 = 10,260 col spent. Kingslayer | T4 Perfect Straight Sword - Short Sword | [235690a] | Blight | Env. (O) | ACC A blade honed for the honor of slaying Ladonia's Royal Family. It secretes a venom that rots and consumes whatever it touches. Total. 13,300 sent to banker.

Today's Appraisals T4 Perfect Weapons | [235675c][235684a]235684b][235684c][235690a][235688a][235688b][235688c][236155a][236155b] T4 Perfect Weapons | [235675c] 244457 | BD8 | CD2 | LD2 | | Taunt 244456 | BD5 | CD10 | LD3 | | Taunt 244455 | BD8 | CD10 | LD18 | | Damage or Accuracy T4 Perfect Weapons | [235684a] 244460 | BD1 | CD7 | LD18 | | Damage or Accuracy 244459 | BD6 | CD11 | LD11 | | Bleed or Paralyze 244458 | BD3 | CD7 | LD14 | | Damage or Accuracy T4 Perfect Weapons | [235684b] 244463 | BD2 | CD11 | LD9 | | Bleed or Paralyze 244462 | BD2 | CD2 |

“Heh, yeah maybe I should’ve, but you looked so calm, I didn’t want to disturb your, especially when you’re finally back again, I reckon you haven’t had the pleasure to properly relax in this conditions, but that’s just a guess on my end” he said and swirled around in the warm water, currently only having his face above the surface, keeping his entire body boiling underneath like the good sausage he was. “You’re welcome” he said calmly with a smile “It’s the least I can do right now, no need to splash all the water away just yet … yet!” he said excitedly in anticipation of a good opportun

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“NOOO!” The sound ripped out of him, a guttural cry. It was primal and broken, mixed with panic, rage, and desperation. Calenia strained against the knight’s vice grip. Her voice was silenced as its fist tightened around her throat. Leron screamed and shouted, slamming his spear into the knight over and over to no avail. He made a last ditch attempt at freeing his familiar by jamming his weapon through the knight’s wrist, but it simply blocked with its free arm. To Leron’s surprise, Calenia didn’t break apart as intended. Her form shifted in the knight’s hand, expanding until sh

Leron coughed. His once-pristine silver armor was now marred by streaks of mud. He had separated from his spear during the fall. Where was it? He spun, kicking up dirt as he searched for the Spectral Knight. It stood no more than ten feet from him, unscathed but for the spear sticking out of its gut and the tiny fracture in its health bar. It ripped the weapon out of itself, tossing it aside and fanning away the blood pixels. Leron’s face was full of fear. The knight was different than the floor’s common monsters. At the very least, it was as strong as a field boss—if not greater. Un

The question left her lips before she even had time to register what he meant. “Poking me? Why would you be better suited to-” She caught herself before finishing it, and instead of overreacting she clamped her mouth shut, staring at the squares of the linoleum floor. He then laughed - The Physical part she got but…”Unethical? Why?” Alinta knew she’d regret asking that, especially with how Oscar stared her down, a twinkle in his eyes when she asked. As though he were waiting for her to ask such a question. Alinta pushed herself off the little barstool and stretched by arching her bac

From Cardinal came something new. It outstretched its crystalline arms, taking in the vile air of the 29th Floor. It moved lithely, ghost-like, ignoring obstructions in its path like they were as insubstantial as dust. It’s form g̵̢̘͙̓͒̌̈̿̒l̵͓̱̓̃̉̂̓̏͝ḯ̵̝̤̲̯̣͐͋͝t̶͍͚̫̹͓̅͐ć̴̟͙̲̼̩̯͕͝ḩ̵̹͍͇̺̏e̵̡͓̞̝͎̊d̸͎̓, not unlike the Fatal Error quest message. Pixels spasmed out of control, and strange, abrupt audio queues sounded at random intervals. Something wasn’t right. Something was broken. The player known as Leron encountered it first. At level sixty-three, there was virtually no monster that coul

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"A shame, indeed," Oscar agreed. "Though, I think I'd be best suited to do the poking, no?" Her second question earned her a bark of laughter in response. Oscar hadn't engaged with his own profession since he'd got stuck here. Sure, he'd been the confidant and he gave advice as best he could. But he'd never busted out his rate clock. And he wasn't really about to start now. Besides. "I don't think I'd charge, but my methods would be as physical as they are unethical. Definitely more fun than soul searching and head shrinking, though." In the real world, Oscar would never have dr