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@Morningstar You're getting the Advanced Map | Last Hit Reward | +5,000 Col and (600*Tier) Bonus EXP for each player. I have one more if you don't feel like it was enough of a good trade.

For @Baldur x1 Witch's Brew 243240a | Gain +1 to CD rolls for one thread, or for a day's allocation of crafting (including Crafting Respite) in return for weird map thingy

’Good, good. You see the situation. Now let’s resolve this without any bloodshed, shall we?’ The man smiled suddenly, and whatever hopes of peaceful acceptance Aoi may have had disappeared with the appearance of the expression on his face. Instead, she realised that she was either going to have to comply – which would be dangerous for herself and the elderly man – or suffer the consequences. ’What we’re going to do here is alleviate you of any excess you might be carrying around with you. Specifically anything of value, and worth…in exchange we’ll give you your life and freedom to continue pro

The first figure came flowing from the sands around them, and Aoi belatedly reached out a hand to stop the old man, stepping before him and placing herself between the new arrival and her escort. A measure of malice could be seen within their expression, and although no weapon was immediately drawn, it was obviously displayed within the reached of a hand should she suddenly decide that she wasn’t going to be compliant with whatever came next. ’Calm and clear will get us through this without any discrepancies now! Don’t make any sudden movements, and all will be well!’ The voice that call

Custom Skill Proposal Name: >run_cmd swap(int *x int *y) (Disabuse System) Mechanic: Whenever you activate [[Assault Mode]], instead swap two of your core stats as though you just activated Temporal Distortion (Quest Reward from <<Down the Rabbit Hole>>). Description: A skill that can only be learned when the truth of the game is confronted: you are lines of code in the same way that your enemies are living, breathing creatures. Did Kayaba foresee the denial of his reality blossoming into its confirmation?

Wulfrin and Astra had found themselves in a hidden cave, pushing on through the dark to an unknown destination. Though Wulfrin was well equipped with his night vision, Astra had no such mod. He followed the sound of Wulfrin's steps, and by tracing the walls with his hands. "I'm not sure how great I'll be at finding anything right now but...I'll try!" Sure enough; Try he did. With any shred of light that would appear in the caverns, Astra would get as close as he could and try to find a slab of stone with inscriptions. "Return the slab," he whispered under his breath as he continued to se

As if they were in sync, when Bliss would blush, Astra's face would light up red shortly after. As he laid there and looked at her, he could hardly believe how this day was turning out. Is someone as truly lovely as Bliss really into me? All of these moments so far had felt instinctual. They felt right, they felt pure. He felt more at ease with Bliss right now than he ever had in the last two years. Still, even though Astra was able to acknowledge that, there were still some voices of doubt talking in his head. His smile was genuine, but even underneath that he was lacerating himself. Convinci

7/7/25 (Mystic Essence) ID:202363b (T4/Weapon/Demonic) BD: CD: LD: 247109 2 2 1 Taunt/Keen 247110 2 10 3 Taunt/Keen 247111 6 7 19 Damage/Accuracy 247112 8 7 12 Bleed/Paralyze Reroll (Freebie) Slot #3

PH ---- Post Action: [x15] ST-I (12 EN +2 ST Shift) 14 - (Rested 2/2; Stamina) = 11 EN Free Action: None ID#: 247096 | BD: 3+7=10 Hit! | 15*30=450-80 MIT = 370 DMG vs Midnight Ripper! Katoka | HP: 840/840 | EN: 118/118 | DMG: 30 | MIT:38 | ACC:7 | EVA:3 | BH:46 | REC: 8 | FLN: 16 | HLY: 16 Wulfrin | HP: 880/880 | EN: 119/132 | DMG: 26 | MIT:63 | ACC:8 (incl AA) | AA | PHASE | EVA:2 | PARA-IM | REC: 8 | HLY: 16 | LD:5 Freyd | HP: 1501/1501 | EN: 166/166 | DMG: 24 | MIT: 212 | ACC:8 (incl AA) | TAUNT | F-SPIRIT | EVA:4 | BH:74 | VAMP-D: 83 | VAMP-O: 165 | PARA-V (BD 2

7/7/25 (The Junk Sell Portion) ID:202363a (T4/Weapon/Demonic) BD: CD: LD: 247097 1 3 9 Bleed/Paralyze 247098 7 11 14 Damage/Accuracy 247099 6 3 6 Taunt/Keen 247100 6 11 20 Damage/Accuracy Reroll (Freebie) Slot #1

7/7/25 [Draught of the Seer (Gungir's/Crafting Respite) + Witches Brew (225698b) + Deliberate] Demonic T4 Weapon (27) | 199296 | 202363a | 202363b | 202363c | 202363d | 202363e | 202363f | 202716o | [226611a] | [226611b] | [226611c] | [226611d] | [226611e] | [226611f] | [245149a] [245149b] [245149c] [245149d] [245149e] [245149f] | [245342a] [245342b] [245342c] [245342d] [245342e] [245342f] Perfect T4 Weapon (9) | 200384j | 200384m | 200384n | 200400b | 198460a | 198460b | 198460c ID:199296 (T4/Weapon/Demonic)

Somehow she was not surprised to see Nisahime on the ship, driving it was a bit weird given that she crashed the ship and yet it was still okay. "Movies nah, books are more my speed," climbing up the rope after placing her shield back behind her. Getting over the side, it smelt like ocean water. Looking around the cargo bay, the last time she was on a boat they almost tipped it and set it on fire. The giant fish didn't like that they were cruising on it's waters. Walking past a bag that looked like there was a crap ton of Col in it. She knew that Simmone had plenty for the guild, besides it wa

Purchase: Deliberate | [1 Token] Gain +1 to CD rolls for one thread, or for a day's allocation of crafting. Stacks with consumables and enhancements.

The boat careening off to one side, this was a whole shit load more difficult when it was just her. He was quite the navigator in her time but being a one man crew still made it borderline impossible. "Beep Beep. Nyoom. Ah Wachou Wachou." The girl extrudes with a grin without even the slightest bit of remorse as it is pile driven right through the docks. "How we doing goons? See any good movies, lately? How bout that breakfast, am I right?" The woman remarks as she'd move toward the side of the ship, as the whole thing settles now beached halfway into the dock. It leans slightly to one side al

He bore down on her, and Mari was all too willing to accept, practically melting and melding around him and to his touch. A murmur here, a moan there - responding to the more ravenous actions with fervor. He left welts, and marks along her skin and in turn she had done the same - marks against his back, his neck, his collarbone. Greedy and insatiable touches and bites to claim him. Fingers would drag across his back and she'd press harder into him. "Hold this mia fammia, so you don't melt completely. Best not give you any new burns." A ring, he had pressed to her lips, and

Seeing Gaius walking down the stairs, "To be honest you look better without." Taking the strap on the bag, pulling it over her left shoulder. "Not so much reading more of," pausing for a moment unsure if she wanted to spoil her tricks. It was the only thing that she had on him, also knew that it would drive him insane to know who was teaching her. They also promised no secrets, "I found another who taught me a few things," it wasn't a lie... Freya puts the kids into the bathroom before they head out. Moving floors to the tavern on 29, there didn't seem to be a whole lot of players here. I

The glass bottle shattered, swept away in a wave of passion that would provide warmth beyond what most could bear. A locked pair of lips turn from something soft to something ravenous, allowing her to discover the piercing on his tongue. Lancaster never took no for an answer, and yet in this moment he gladly accepted a yes. A buckle, a strap and the drag of a tongue across her neck. Biting teeth on soft skin left it pained but not broken, and a symphony that saw all of their reluctance go up in smoke. A small ring would be placed in her lips "Hold this mia fammia, so you don't melt completely.

It was difficult to put into words...small voices screamed at Mari. This was dangerous. This was wrong. She didn't know him. And yet there was so much unspoken, already the two were so entwined with past connections, people like her dearest friend Oikawa...His voice lowered, a rumbled whisper as he agreed to her offer of a concert, a performance - just for him. She felt her heart ache at that. Was it a good pain? Or a bad? She couldn't tell. "Pain and pleasure. It is shared amore mia dolce. Like your hand." Without realizing it, Mari found her hand wrapped in his own, his rough callo

The man would begin to hoover off the plate, finding the food to be quite refined. It was almost as if Freya had improved years overnight. He'd pause, slow his consumption down and start to turn his tongue and truly taste it. It wasn't just filling the day out, given the man could eat like a horse. Or a horse. "Hmm, Freya your cooking is much much better. Been reading?" The guy remarks thinking that maybe she'd found some sort of self help manual, given that the seasoning was much more balanced and the quality had easily jumped up two octaves. Taking his cup of tea having finished his meal muc

Finishing her plate of food, watching Gaius come down the stairs like a zombie with no pants. She couldn't help but smile, forcing herself not to spit out that coffee that she just took a drink of. With a huge gulp, if would painful go down. "So I have been stuck on something for a few days now." Getting from her chair collecting her dish, trying to make sense of the thoughts that were rushing through her head. "I don't know exactly how long we've been in this game but I do know it's been at least 4 1/2 years." Picking up her cup, drinking the rest of the liquid that it had to offer. Whipping

The man would listen on in an earnest amount of attention that most were not awarded with, Mari really had a knack of pulling his interests front and center in ways that no one else really could. "I'll hold you to it. Concerto." The man responds matching the intensity as his brain continues to fawn over her, a scrambled noodle gone completely smooth. Passing her the bottle, given it was a gift that he'd legit fried a man for. He chose option B. He chose poorly. "Pain and pleasure. It is shared amore mia dolce. Like your hand." Head swimming he'd unfurl his fingers allowing hers to slip in the

PH <<Assisting System Engaged>> Level: 1 Paragon: 0 Tier: 1 True Tier: 9 Final Exp Reward: +60% Guild Rank 5: +5% Final EXP reward Kasumi | HP: 20/20 | EN: 25/25 | DMG: 14 | MIT:20 | ACC:4 | KEEN: 1 | PHASE | EVA:4 | BH:1 | STC: 10 | PARA-V | LD:1

"Well I think that is a very good quality to have, to know where the line is." This girl was home schooled, there was only a few reasons for that. One being that the parents were too protective and didn't want their little girl to be a subject of bullying. Another being that she might of done something to make it to where she couldn't go to school, this girl didn't seem like that type though. These were not questions more of observations, she was trying to read him. "You are half right. I have..." a small pause knowing that its been a while sense they had been hope. "I had the highest GPA in m

Shifting on the ground to look at this fella. There was so many questions that she wanted to ask, but first she would answer the ones that he already asked. "I have spent years practicing, I was home schooled so I had the time." Biting her bottom lip, she really didn't want to say to much. This person seemed okay but the minute she would mention royal that would be the last of their conversation for sure. "I don't draw people because I feel like its an invasion of their bubble and I rather not pop it. I draw what I see around me instead." Enya would grab her pad and start slowly flipping throu

Sitting there is silence as they both ate their bread. Was she mute, or did she just not want to talk to him. He couldn't help to think that he was the problem. The girl wouldn't even look at him. Did the green hair make her instantly not like him, in the past it was a big factor to why no one would speak to him. Maybe this was just another one of those times. The bread was gone now from both their hands and still not a word. Giving a sigh, "I'll be going now, sorry to be a bother," as he starts to get up before feeling a hand on his ankle. Looking down to meet her brown eyes, "You don't want