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Post Action: Gathering materials for Maggie — PH * * * WC:

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“You want a floor that’s serene? Why not try the 22nd? That’s what it’s practically known for!” The encouraging words of a local NPC operating as an information guide touted proudly as the pale-haired girl watched him with curiosity. She was still having trouble identifying which people were real and which ones were just programs, often forgetting about or simply not noticing the green icons floating above their heads. Aeva hadn’t been back on the first floor for what? 4 years? Though for the players it had apparently felt like 6. It was so strange. These streets and roads were so bustling and

Jack was wandering through the cobbled streets of Tolbana, taking in the usual bustle of the town square, when something caught his eye. There, in the center of the square, stood a woman atop a giant black box, its surface marked with a bold, glaring question mark. At first, he froze, uncertain, a flicker of recognition cross his features. The way she moved, the sharp precision in her gestures, the energy she radiated it all felt familiar. It took only a moment for him to realize who it was. Alice. The same Alice he had met on the Eighth Floor. A ripple of unease ran down his spine, and h

11/6/25 (Crafting Respite: 249791, Ambition: 251242, Atelier (Ext. | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Goblet of Truth (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 256764 CD: 11 +1 LD: 20 Perfect - 14 (+6 Ambition) 2 256765 CD: 2

Mabinogi - Morrighan [Wingless] - Nisahime (Black Hair, Under Disguise or Gemini's appearance) Nier Automata - A2 - Nisahime (White Hair, Normal out of combat appearance) Female Knight (Palette Swapped, Gold Armor & White Hair, Blue eyes) - Goblin Slayer - Nisahime (In armor) Honkai: Star Rail - Clara - Nisahime (White Hair, younger under Disguise)

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Dammed, damned emotions. The mystery began to unravel. Still ignorant of her story, but the miasma began to clear. He now possessed the what and the why, but not the how. His curiosity could wait. Attention enraptured - enthralled - by the weeping woman held in his arms. Perhaps it had been a mistake, he thought. Charm had been wielded irresponsibly, temptation beckoning without forethought. Objectively, it had been. The goal was never to make someone cry. Only to feel. And the ironic tragedy was that by feeling, he had demolished that dam that walled off her emotion. The waters burst for

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An odd scene was taking place in Tolbana's main square; a woman stood at its center, standing atop a giant black box with a question mark on it, every so often she'd jump off and try to offer someone a piece of paper. Alice handed out another flyer to someone passing by, more so - shoving it into their chest. "Here! You must! you MUST!" The player picked it up, stared at it for a moment then scrunched it up and threw it over their shoulder, completely discarding it. Without a single word to the poor woman. Alice visibly bristled as she stomped over to the crumpled piece of paper, she pick

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Transferring to @Sinnamon T4 Unidentified Weapon - IDs: 255953, 255954, 255955, 255956, 255957, 255958, 255959, 255960, 255961, 255962, 255963, 255964, 255965, 255966, 255967, 255968, 255969, 255970, 255971, 255972, 255973, 255974, 255975, 255976, 255977, 255978, 255979, 255981, 255989, 255990, 255991, 255992, 255993, 255994, 255995, 255996, 255997, 255998, 255999, 256000, 256466, 256467, 256468, 256469, 256470, 256471, 256472, 256473, 256474, 256475, 256476, 256477, 256478, 256479, 256480, 256481

Appraising on 11/6/2025 Using Crafter's Respite - 18 Attempts All items are Perfect Quality Phase One Appraising IDs: 255953, 255954, 255955, 255956, 255957, 255958, 255959, 255960, 255961 Phase Two Appraising IDs: 255962, 255963, 255964, 255965, 255966, 255967, 255968, 255969, 255970 \ 8 Mystic Essence obtained - ID: 256745, 256746-1, 256746-2, 256755, 256757, 256758, 256763-1, 256763-2 Exp Rewarded: 14 * 18 = 252 EXP Junk Sale: 1,900 * 12 = 22,800 Col Final Cost: 20,000 * 18 = 360,000 - 22,800 = 337,200 Col

Approved

Approved

Filling Gungnir's Shard Shard Purchased Here Filling with Energy Shot | Crafter's Respite ID: 247811-3

Purchasing: 1 Gungnir's Shard -10 Mon

Purchasing: Teleport Crystal x5 - 4k Col Dimensional Backpack - 5k Col Custom Ambition Tool: Appraiser - 700 Col Total: 9,700 Col

Ibara Muan - Vtuber - Shiina (Using Concentration, while channeling her CS effects or big heals) Takarada Rikka - SSSS.Gridman- Shiina (Normal Appearance)

House Name: We Name Houses He- Wait! No! Fuck! Location: Floor 24 Description: A beachside complex complete with cabana houses and bungalos. A place to relax and unwind - when she isn't working. Plot Size: Estate Room(s): Workshop (Extended) - Appraiser | Living Room | Basic Kitchen | Storage Closet Total Cost: Base Cost: 124k | Workshop: 10k, Upgrade: 15k = 25k | Living Room: 10k | Basic Kitchen: 10k | Storage Closet: 10k Total: 179,000 Col

For the first time in a long time, Acanthus felt like she was home. Not in a good way, though. The desk in front of her loomed, built of spite and comically tall stacks of paper. Acanthus had surely thought most of them to be blank, but was beside herself to learn that was not the case. Guild token invoices, evaluation reports, guild member feedback forms and construction requests… She had spent two nights fully awake just trying to put things in order. It probably wasn’t even necessary. Baldur ran Jacob’s Ladder, and he seemed far too calm to be going through this much bureaucracy.

Post Action: Talking to Maggie — Jack pushed open the tavern door, and a wave of warmth hit him like a friendly shove. The smell inside was impossible to ignore: roasting meat, sizzling onions, fresh herbs, and a faint sweetness that teased his curiosity, and his stomach, simultaneously. He froze in the doorway, taking in the cozy chaos. Wooden tables gleamed under the soft afternoon sunlight filtering through the windows. Patrons murmured quietly over mugs of ale, the occasional laugh punctuating their conversation. From the kitchen came the rhythmic clatter of knives, the hiss of a

NAME Jenna Murphy GENDER F AGE 33 ORIGIN Michigan HEIGHT 6'0 HAIR Brown EYES Brown ROLE Protector M U R P H There are three types of people in the world, Jenny-Bean. Most people are what we'd call sheep. They're happy just living their lives, and they don't hurt other people, except by accident. Then there are the wolves, who are just evil, and take joy in hurting and killing the sheep. What's the last one, Daddy? Well, they're the sheepdogs. They put