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Crafts 13/09/2025 Post Link 253165, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:7, LD: 8) + 253170, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:6, LD: 10) + 253172, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:5, LD: 9) + 253174, Uncommon TTierless Dessert, (CD:7, LD: 8) Perfect Tierless Potion | Healies | HP RECOVERY III | 253175 253166, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:10, LD: 8) + 253167, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:9, LD: 3) Perfect Tierless Potion | Healies | HP RECOVERY III | 253176 253168, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:11, LD: 1) + 253171-2, Rare TTierless Dessert, (CD:11, LD: 19) Perfect T4 Potion | Guard | Mit

Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 8 - Provisional Master Alchemist: Alchemist | Enchancements 2494/2559 -->2573 /2559 RANK UP! [2560-5119 EXP] Rank 9 - Master Alchemist | Enchancements 2559/5119-->2559/5119 CRAFTING: 13/09/2024 Perfect Tierless dessert 252432 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Perfect T4 Potion 251766 | 'Work Juice' | Crafters Respite Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count

Using: Custom Ambition Tool | Bunsen Burner | Obtained here -extended workshop active Rank 8 - Provisional Master Alchemist: Alchemist | Enchancements 2413/2559 -->2494 /2559 CRAFTING: 13/09/2024 Perfect Tierless dessert 252432 | Cheesecake Brownie | Ambition III Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253165 CD: 7 LD:

Standing there waiting, she realized that the ground was less solid than normal. Glancing down it was a brown color, leaning down she would place a hand on the rough surface and trace her fingers across it. Pulling he palm to her nose it smelt like cinnamon. "What the heck" saying in a very confused voice. Taking a small piece of the corner of the walkway she would put it in her mouth. It was a cinnamon graham cracker. Everything she thought she say when arriving was no longer correct. The fountain looked like dark chocolate, no it was legit a chocolate fountain made of chocolate. The house wh

Exiting from the floor below Mari winced, eyes burning from the sudden sunlight that pelted her face. She groaned as she turned her back on it and shut the door behind her - grumbling as she rubbed dancing spots away from her eyes. Mari fumbled around her inventory till she pulled out a pair of sunglasses then with a heavy sigh, repeated the process, pushing the door to the next floor open once again. Before her was a sprawl of glistening sandy beaches and soft salty waves that lapped at her feet. The sun, whilst its brightness wasn't exactly welcomed - the warmth was - especially after

The message sent would be received, leaving the nomad in red to plan an excursion into the new floor. Half of any battle in Aincrad was won before a sword was drawn, and that came through knowledge. The newly opened floor left much to explore, learn and understand. The flash of a warp gate sees him entering the town, stepping down from the warp gate and scanning the sights. A sonar like pulse as his eyes become bloomed in green, a stark contrast to his usual orange. Conversations pour in like a droning, his perceptions dialed up strong enough to pick them out as if spoken feet from him. The gl

Putting a few outfits in her inventory, a towel, brush anything that she would think that was needed for a couple day trip. She would of course bring her gear because she had not a clue what to expect for floor 30. For all she knew it could be filled with horrific creatures that will attack her on the spot. She knew that she could handle herself but like Rai had drilled into her head, be prepared for anything. Glancing at the bed, she was contemplating trying to bring a blanket or two but decided not to. A though came through that make her chuckle. Most morning she would find herself of R

Battle Healing +4 HP There was still a small little speck in the distance still standing on the boulder. Realizing that that was the ring master, the one that was sending all those maniacs to attack him. He would give a glaring smile, pull up his pants and start walking toward him. "YOU, YOU MUST DIE” was all he said. Sitting at the bar stool at the counter with a pounding of both fists on the table this time. “THE RAZOR IS STARVING AND MUST HAVE THE EGGS IN A CUP AGAIN. GIVE THE RAZOR EGG CUP” The thought of pulling all the limbs off, then the head, then smashing the body of the tin

Battle Healing +4 HP The dust storm would begin to settle but the Razor would not. They all had to die, every last one of them. Then and only then could he get more food in his system. Almost out of breath he would stop moving and sit up. Glancing around his immediate area there was nothing there but rock chucks. He felt a little sore and his armor was a bit dented but that was to be expected. He would just have to crack the dents out with his fists later when he was not in a field of nothing. Getting to his feet, hoping that he was almost done here. His stomach would not shut up. If you

Battle Healing +4 HP Quickly laying on his back, rolling left a few times then back tracking a rolling right. “THE RAZOR DEMANDS THAT YOU ALL DIE” it sounds muffled given that there is a lot of movement going on right now. He was starving again, it feels like he has been here all day. He would eat the rocks themselves but he knew that it was not in his food group to do so. At the very least he was getting his exercise for the day. He was already sweating up a storm and he could only imagine how he must smell to others that he might stroll by to get to said bathing area. All these things h

Battle Healing +4 HP The more he killed, the more they would spawn or show up out of seemingly nowhere. It was an endless battle of stupid. More so because the dust storm actually became a storm because of all the spinning dirt around. The simple reason why Razor had not stopped yet was because he could not see a damn thing in all these makeshift clouds that he made. Getting a cramp in his hip from being in a circle for so long, he would collapse into a tumbling mess taking a few out with him. Laying on his back now looking up and seeing nothing but brown above him, he could feel tiny vib

Battle Healing +4 HP When he got close enough the tiny shiny golem raised its small round rock hand and yelled something in a weird language that he could not understand. It was then that he felt the ground begin to shake under his feet as what looked like a dust storm was heading straight for him. Pointing his pointer finger out toward the stampede, “BRING IT ON TINY LIFE LIKE ROCKS, THE RAZOR WILL CRUSH YOU” saying as he would pull his pants slightly up, readjust the armor pieces connecting to his shoulders, takes a deep breath and started running right to them as fast as he could just

The man looked wistfully out at the waterfront. His eyes tired and dreary, bags underneath them as it would appear he was almost counting the waves as they came up the shore. "Is fantastic, keep it on. Let only one of us be... so on edge." Lancaster remarks hesitantly as he'd look toward @Mari. "Was expecting anyone of them to start pulling out swords, and I'd need to make a scene or worse." Lancaster offered in a bout of honesty leaning forward to flick the length of ash off his smoke. His gaze would list to the party off in the distance, then refocus their efforts on Mari. "But I...trie

”Hm?” Her fingers abandoned bag at her hip and her bright eyes met his tired ones. Though the smile remained stuck on her face, her expression dimmed a bit with Morningstar’s simple clarification. Her face might have paled a little, if she’d spent more than a second processing the implications of her blunder. Instead, she stiffly and swiftly moved on to his question. ”Oh! How rude of me!” She took a moment to clear her throat. The preparation of introductions was an excellent stage for correcting the unevenness of her voice. She stood up straight, holding one hand flat at her side while t

Who knows how long the unconscious woman had been there like that, alone - pelted by a rain that slowly began to relent. Having dealt its icy blows - the storm satiated. Hours, maybe. Enough time for her health to tick back to full. Enough time for the sun to set to night. Enough time for another to find her. Mari barely heard the footsteps approach, the squelch of heavy boot in mud as his feet sunk deep into the earth. Mari groaned - hardly conscious as she heard his voice, reiterating that she had lost. Mari lifted a tired hand in an attempt to wave him away. Much like a child who wanted to

I stopped dancing, wiping the sweat off my brow. No one else seemed to be getting jiggy with it, guess the big scary orange crystal was too much for some people. I gave a nonchalant shrug. Not my problem, I gave a few of the green players a wink and a finger gun as I stepped off the dance floor and picked up an extra large hotdog. I opened my mouth wide, very wide - and almost choked as I crammed the entire thing in my mouth, chewing loudly. Half of it fell down and around my hands, bits of sauce, relish and bun crumbling to the floor as I inhaled the delicious wurst. Oh Man. Whoever cooked th

9/12/25 (Crafting Respite: 248623, Ambition: 250731, Recording Studio (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Uaithne (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253094 CD: 12 +1 LD: 7 Perfect - 14 (+6 Ambition) 2 253095 CD: 2 +1

Heavy footfalls squelched in the mud as Oscar approached Mari’s prone form. She was a pitiful sigh, face down in the grime with the remnants of her battle lingering on her frame. Oscar had been twice-notified. Once by Mari herself, once by his hounds. His hounds lingered still, at the fringes, out of sight. Redemption was a wall that stood between Orange Players and their hopes of rejoining society. To put their past behind them and move forward. It was, quite literally, the jailer of the damned. Their final arbiter. But Redemption had a fatal flaw. It equated might with righteousness. Th

“but i’d like it to be kept a secret, if you would. it would mean a lot to me… and her.” Well that certainly sounded ominous. At first glance, Oscar thought that - perhaps - an NPC’s wander distance had brought one close to them. Only at the first glance, though. The way she sidled up to NIGHT and looked at the two of them with intent was strange. Was this her plus one? NIGHT confirmed it in short order, in word and in action. Oscar tilted his head to the side, watching as his friend stood arm-in-arm with an NPC. Body language invoked comfort with one another. There was a nervous ch

Battle Healing +4 HP One by one they bust into nothing. Small glowing shards were falling slowly in front of him. It was pretty in its own way. At one point he would even try to catch them with the attempt failing miserably. When they were all down and gone he would look around for more. It was then that he realized that this tree was the last standing up right. All the others were broken at their base. “DID THE RAZOR DO THIS?” His eyes follow each tree through his helmet that was dead or slightly slanted by his rolling expedition. Shrugging his shoulder as he would continue trying to fin

Battle Healing +4 HP Holding a hand to the tree trying to keep his balance as he glanced around in the area to find more. Getting pelted in the head once more, he would look up at several that managed to get onto the tree branches. They were jumping up and down, there were about 20 of them that he could count. Glancing to the ground to see what they were throwing at him, it was tree bark. How the tiny golems managed to strip the tree’s naked with nothing more than rock fist as hands was beyond him. “THE RAZOR DEMAND YOU TO COME DOWN AT ONCE” saying in an angry voice the echoes into the no

*New Round, New Turn Order, Fixed Ruri's Hatred (+1 Hatred on Pit fighting Lion #3) Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Hyperactive +3 EN, Hyperactive Duration 2/3 Raidou had drawn attention to the fact that this encounter was almost over, and their foe was more then weakened. Through burns and cuts, cleaves and tearing that final Lion was damn near dead. A whimpering and morose thing that barely had enough faculty to stand. It was a little sad but to escape this enforced prison it would need to be put down. Kasumi swallows hard, telling herself that it was just trying to

Standard Recovery +4 EN, (Howl CD:2/2) Refreshed, Battle Healing 54 Like Ruri's her breath was uneven. Using this power on repeat was taking a tole on her as well. The enemies were killing off quickly and it would be over in no time. They all just had to stay up right for a bit longer. Another fiery outburst as flames catch on to whatever it could. The creatures were practically drowning in the flames that were already there and there was shards everywhere drifting down to the ground slowly. In a weird way it matched the musical tone that was floating the sounds of the crowds in the bleac

A working heart-to-heart, indeed. Oscar certainly appreciated Jomei’s input. Rather than continue down the path of liquoring him up, he instead turned to the espresso maker behind him. “You really are a class act, Jomei,” Oscar said as he busied himself with preparations. His hands moved deftly, swiftly. It always struck him as strange that two different cooks could produce two entirely different flavors. There was a woman in town that could make a killer cup of coffee. Oscar’s wasn’t bad by any stretch of the imagination. But he’d come to realize that different techniques made all the differe

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Hyperactive +3 EN, Hyperactive Duration [2/3], Recovery | ID: 253078, CD: 4 (No Proc), Vanish Refreshed Another swish of motion, the stakes were on high volume. She would see that even Rai was breathing heavily. -Just a little longer- she thought to herself. The creatures themselves were not looking too hot either. Another dive through the thick of it now that she was confident enough to know that she wouldn’t fall on her face with any direction that she went. Peeling her blade out as she would vanish into the group of enemies. Her aim wa