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Buying 10 liquor of light - 30 mats Buying 10 imugi’s inpiration - 30k col to be paid to @Bistro

Ph now where did i leave my stats…

Shiny bits and bobs flew all about in fanciful arcs and the whizbang of hurtling mayhem shooting in every direction overhead. This new shambler took him to all the best places! Always full of action with delectable goodies to be explored, occupied, or infested, in the nicest possible ways. Currently romping about the milling clawed feet of a dozen skittering tall-ies, this latest batch seemed especially keen on dancing with his monochromatic new friend. They also made the bestest popping noises whenever their dance ended, complete with shiny showers and the glittering promise of coins. Some

Black steel met the slurping coil of writhing tentacles as the latest batch of freshly risen monstrosities surged forth. Mangled and twisted abominations whose very misshapen existence defied imagination fell upon them like a wave of gnashing teeth, rent flesh and raking black claws. Just another day in the frontlines' latest paradise lost. "Someone definitely kicked over an anthill, or whatever the squid-themed equivalent might be!" Forming a mental image of the eldritch horror version of a snake breeding ball quickly prompted him to stop, focusing instead on the wounded gaggle of fleei

The gentle cadence of a wrist stirring an aromatic tea below roused the slew of little rocks from their programed bout of drowsiness. Crisp steam billowed upwards, condensing along the rounded pebbles as peppermint fragrance welcomed the beginning of another day. They hadn't always started this way. Sometimes, Borris would find himself in hot pursuit of a vagabond bust bunny, rumbling across the rickety floorboards with the determination of an underdog racer. Other times, he would awaken within the translucent tunnels of a gathered bedspread, ever-shifting as its narrow passageways opened and

"Why is it that whenever something happens, it's always us?" Stats incoming.. whenever I get the time to put them in..

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Weapon Skill R1 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: None SP Incurred Towards Limit: 4/50 SP Refunded: 4 SP Cost: 4000

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►Profile: Username: Adestra Real name: Alyson Blake Age: 19 Gender: F Height: 5'7 ►Background: An Otaku from America, Alyson has loved Anime and Japanese culture for as long as she can remember. The same obviously goes for video games. From VNs and LNs to taking Japanese class in high school Alyson has devoted her life to, well, being a weeb. So much so that she made a commitment to get a scholarship to study aboard in japan. Alyson had only moved there for a few months before the beta test of SAO began. Alyson consumed every ounce of media she could on it to the po

I sighed, scooping the books up into my arm and opening my inventory to store the items that had been lent to me. “I apologize for my outburst… I do appreciate you—all of you,” I stood up, putting my hands behind my head and taking deep, choppy breaths. Whether or not my body was receiving any extra oxygen was unbeknownst to me, but it helped calm my mind either way. “I just need a minute is all.” My feelings don’t excuse my reaction to her comment, whether they were sincere or not. Keeping a level head is all I’ve got left, facts not feelings, instinct not emotion. I

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Charge Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Reveal SP Incurred Towards Limit: 16 SP Refunded: 16 Cost: 16,000

Another wine bottle ricocheted off the marble tiles. The sound bounced from floor, to wall, to ceiling, to wall, back to the rafters, and then finally to the couch where Acanthus reclined. Her left hand held the pale green neck of tomorrow’s regret. It was a good vintage. Good enough, at least. The discarded bottle rolled across the floor, making an intolerable scraping noise. It hobbled across luscious, speckled floors so extravagant that Acanthus doubted such a floor existed anywhere on earth. With a sharp crack, the empty bottle split against the far wall of the parlor, vanishing with

"Lazy?" Forming the word with any deliberate intent for the rest of the day seemed nearly painful. Those most familiar with Freyd knew that the sheer concept of a day off was essentially anathema. Even here, now, he'd come equipped with full tactical fish-decimation gear and buffs in tow. A lazy day meant depleting every detectable fishing spot on his mini-map with surgically precise timing. There were entire spreadsheets built around matching the best lures with potential catches, weather-dependent debuffs to offset inconvenient climate outages... Even his tennis shoes were laced with fi

No words for Demian today. She did her best to treat him like nothing more than one of Aincrad's shopkeepers. Anything more was simply too much effort. Purchasing: Skewer Roll x10 (20 materials) Bento x5 (15 materials) Bingsu x5 (25 materials) Miso Soup x5 (25 materials) Gelato x5 (10 materials) Mousse x5 (10 materials) Total. 105 Mats sent to Demian.

"Stephen Star? Famous?" Furrowed brows fought to recollect the significance. "Are you that guy who cast magic spells in that old comic book TV-adaptation? The one with the fancy red cape that had a mind of its own? Wow... that would make you pretty ancient too." Raising his bracer just in time, it catches most of the egg yoke splattered his way by Acanthus' baby drake apocalypse. The goo froze and shattered into scintillating sparkles of post-mob content, barely garnering the Whisper's attention. If he'd even heard the moral dilemma stirring in his friend's heart, there was no mention of

Crafting results for 6/1/2025 (Link to shop post) Step 1: Fusion Fusing Uncommon 243740 + 243732 -> 243741 (Rare) Fusing Uncommon (Mast) 243738 + 243737 -> 243742 Rare (Mast) Fusing Rare 243736 + 243733 -> 243743 Perfect Fusing Rare (Mast) 243739 and 243730 -> 243744 Perfect (Mast) Step 2: Appraise (IDs link to the shop thread in which the item was rolled or fused. If the item does not have a link, then it was fused or rolled in the same post it is appraised.) March to the Dawn | 243744 243735 | Instant HP Recovery III A militaristic f

Today's Crafts Extended Workshop. (+3 EXP total from Trinket | Tuning Fork + Hard Working) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 243740 CD: 5 +1 LD: 3 Uncommon - 6 (+3 Ambition) 2 243739 CD: 8 +1 LD:

Wulfrin was hard at work throwing together some basic weaponry to hand out to fresh players coming to the horror floor. As his hammer struck the hot metal before him, an alert flashed across his vision that sent a shiver down his spine. ”Fatal Error?” Wulfrin said to himself, his knowledge of computer programs kicked in immediately. “That’s not good, but why is it a quest?” He wasn’t given a chance to accept as the quest forced itself into his log. He looked up in confusion just quick enough to see a fresh wave of mobs headed towards the plaza not far from his location. Within the sw

DATE: [4/16/25] RANK 9 BLACKSMITH | [EXP: 2667/5119] | Daily Crafting Attempts: 10+3=13 CRAFTING BUFFS: Ambition Tool +1 EXP per craft Extended Workshop +2 EXP per craft Trading Hall 3 +2 EXP per craft | Salvage on LD 9 | +3 crafting attempts Crafting T4 [Sheild]s: ID 243717 | CD 11 | Perfect ID 243718 | CD 10 | Rare ID 243719 | CD 3 | Salvage | LD 7 | Material Lost ID 243720 | CD 4 | Salvage | LD 6 | Material Lost ID 243721 | CD 3 | Salvage | Material Lost ID 243722 | CD 11 | Perfect ID 243723 | CD 10 | Rare ID 243724 | CD 4 | Salvage | LD 16 | Material saved ID

The rumors that a scout had made it to the labyrinth on Floor 29 spread like wildfire, and all of Aincrad’s player base waited with baited breath for any news of its completion. To most it was just another day at the office, but for those who had their heels dug in on the untamed Floor 29, things would be anything but normal. Even more so considering it was filled with eldritch abominations. The swordsmen and women that were fighting on the frontlines quickly would become overwhelmed as waves of these blighted and grotesque mobs charged with a renewed vigor. They seem to be under the comm

Thread Closed. Boss Room Located.

No Chill | 243716 Applies ANTIFREEZE to the user for a single thread.

Telrenya spun around to greet her, her voice bright and untouched by the bitterness of defeat, and the sun was a degree too warm once again. Yue Hua was about to slap herself -- nevermind her earlier musings on post-battle highs. She was, in this moment, certain that she was smiling too wide in a manner that wasn't becoming nor socially appropriate, but when she went to reign in her expression, she felt that it was no different from the characteristic politeness she usually wore. Merely a noticeable upward curve to her lips -- nothing to be losing her head about. Why was she fussing? "Yue