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Hi hello *yoinks* 2k Col to macradizzle

Hi hello *yoinks* 2k Col to Macradizzle

Yuki shook her head to clear her thoughts a little and took a sip of her tea. Her mind was struggling a bit now, scared to be as insensitive as she just was yet again. “Well, I guess the boss wasn’t really the scariest spot… I had just never gotten so close to death before.” The girl took a bite of her food, too focused on the conversation to really care if Mari was eating much as long as she enjoyed the food. “I had thought I was practically untouchable then. I still brag about how tough I am because I want it to uplift people. I don’t want others to be scared.” Mari then assured the pal

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"Well....why didn't you grab any beforehand, hmmm?" I asked as I waggled my brows in her direction. I already knew the answer. But I loved to watch her reactions. Khione snapped her head toward me as she dusted her hands off. "Because YOU shanked the guy trying to deliver them to us." She spat, oh! There it is. She was fuming. I loved seeing that side of her, what a delight. It was always fun when the calm ones bit back. I shrugged in response. "To be fair...he had a very stab-able face." Frankly, everyone did. Even my sweet little leader before me. She was just more tolerable than

Mari taped her finger on the table, thinking of all the different people within Aincrad - their experiences and their relationships. Her own (Or lack thereof) included. "Over half the people in here are emotionally stunted hikikomori's - I wouldn't worry about what they think." She said simply. Choosing simple candor over any placating words of comfort. Yuki was a tough girl, she'd be able to handle it. Mari hadn't eaten much of the meal before her, not because she didn't enjoy it but because she had a large breakfast. Something that was an odd thing for the woman. She wasn't used to this much

Khione approached Vex and slapped him upside the head. "I told you not to call me that." She hissed. It was bad enough the lunatic knew her screen name, it was worse - that he would shout it loudly for all to hear. Vex simply laughed, offering the woman a salute. "My bad, My bad!" He pointed to the NPC with a gloved finger. "Can you deal with that? Please?" he clasped his hands together and fell to his knees in an overly exaggerated display of begging. "I could not, would not hold myself back if she dare approaches me! I can't help it! The desire too strong. So please?" Khione sighe

The paladin enjoyed her own meal talking between a couple bites and listening to Mari. She didn’t really have company all that often any more, at least company that didn’t want her to stand between them and a monster. Yuki nodded along as Mari validated her relationship. “I don’t care if other might think its insensitive between partners or whatever. No one has said that to me yet but I know in my heart he’s the one I love.” In regards to her status now as a front-liner, Yuki’s nervously chuckled. Her mind immediately went to how lost she had gotten in the 25th floor’s maze, then back to

Thread Summary Oscar | [Word Count: 5237/5 = 1047.4] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1] = 10474 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1571 col Abellio | [Word Count: 5237/5 = 1047.4] * [True Tier: 3] * [Group Factor: 1] = 3142 + 600 (Yui's Grace) + 10% = 4266 EXP Lysette | [Word Count: 5237/5 = 1047.4] * [True Tier: 2] * [Group Factor: 1] = 2095 + 5000 = 7095 EXP, 10k Col <<King's Betrayal>> | T3 Perfect Polearm | 2 PARA, 1 DMG | ID: 248199 Warren | [Word Count: 5237/5 = 1047.4] * [True Tier: 2] * [Group Factor: 1] = 2095 + 5000 = 7095 EXP, 10k Col All Participants Recieve: 1 Mon

"KEEY-Ohhh-neee!" I called with an exuberant wave. "The cart is over here! Come! Come!" I placed my hands on my hips and arched my back till I felt several satisfying cracks and pops. The gentle ruffle of my cap billowing in the gentle breeze of the morning. The warmth of the sun as it kissed my face. Oh...these were supposed to be nice things right? I tilted my head with a laugh. Maybe they were? It felt freeing but it was oh so mundane. I glanced behind me at the cart. A woman wearing the most boring absolutely drab shade of green hobbled out of the cart and it took every ounce of control

Another day of practicing her craft, Yuki had just preheated the oven when the messages reached her. She groaned slightly thinking that the messages were from Crozeph getting lost in her cabinet again. Before she’d even check the message her hand went to the pantry door. Well, pantry was something of an understatement. It was more akin to a bomb shelter’s worth of food that Yuki had made and put away for later. The door groaned as she yanked it open. Some items fell onto the ground nearby the door but no Crozeph. Of course, he must be lost somewhere so she opened the messages and was actu

There was no need for reassurance, he was already certain that these feelings he and Lessa shared were genuine and concrete. From the moment they had kissed, possibly even before that, Jomei knew the bond the two had shared had blossomed into something more. His lips still curled into a soft smile that found his lines despite. And yet, hearing the words from her lips felt just as sweet as feeling that realization for the first time. "Yeah. It is real." he repeated, his hushed voice matching the volume of Lessa's. Hovering a hand over the mug that rested next to him, he would

"The head of the guild thinks rather highly of you, and the fact is. I respect it." Bold. Stupidly bold, though half a truth was wiser in its own right. Mari might lap up this sort of spreadable schmooze like Hollandaise. Freyd remained firmly unmoved, and was actually more of a mustard man. Maybe he and the King in Yellow held more in common than originally thought? "I could prattle on and on about all the little details, but given how much you are feared amore. I would imagine, there is a reason for this. I will not waste your time" Too late… and stop calling me a moray. Th

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Lydia intervened this time. In a flurry of reds and blacks, she blazed past Oscar. A sharp slap to Abellio's face. Cursor flashing orange for a brief moment. "What the fuck was that?" Abellio met her gaze, the cold edge leaving his own almost immediately. He held his cheek, opening his mouth to speak. But before the first word could come out, Lydia had slapped his other cheek. "Is this supposed to be some kind of therapy? You show up at my door, ask me to go on another quest, and just... go berserk? Why didn't you explain beforehand? We would have taken this more seriously."

It had gone on for long enough. Abellio was beating a dead horse at this point. Oscar had originally thought that this whole endeavor might help Abellio turn the page. Let it go. But he didn't realize how deep-seated it all was. How well Abellio could mask it. He strode forward and sliced his blade cleanly across the King's neck. In a shower of glass shards, the boss disappeared. Before him stood only Abellio. If looks could kill, the man's gaze would have sent his health bar plummeting straight to zero. "WHY DID YOU DO THAT?" Oscar's answer came quickly, calmly. "Because you're

The final stretch. Just a bit more and his Goliath would be toppled. Abellio seized his previous momentum, spiking the King through the back with his blade. He drove his sword down to the hilt, twisted, and then ripped it out. Again and again and again. Each blow punctuated with a loud "FUCK YOU." The warm glow had entirely faded from his eyes. His gaze narrowed to a steely edge as he vented his frustration out upon the boss. He cursed his weakness. His stupidity. Everything that had landed him at the point where Oscar had needed to jump in and save him. He had been thrown to the sharks a

"Oh, I get it," Warren said. He didn't elaborate further. Didn't really need to. Everyone standing in the arena understood what was going on. Warren didn't have the details, but he'd been in enough fights to be able to tell the difference between personal and business. And this was definitely personal. There was a story there, but Warren didn't care to know it. Of course, it seemed like Lysette had read his mind. "Abellio got tricked at level one," she said. Warren wanted to tell her that he didn't need to hear it, but she was probably going to ignore him and tell him anyway. "Was to