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Mari grit her teeth, stomping harder on his chest. She had done well to control her anger lately but there was just something about this asshole, maybe it was his absolutely ludicrous outfit, maybe it was his cavalier way of talking and acting - but something about him just pissed her off. It felt like the mere cadence of his voice sent ripples of frustration through her very core. “In the past, I’d have already drawn my blade against you.” Mari said through gritted teeth. It’d do her no good to get angry here. She drew in a long deep breath and held it. Her silent moment to calm herself

Three months had passed since the games launch, her imprisonment, her mentors death, and the end of what she knew as every day life. Clientele would come looking, people that had yet to pay would get away with no fee, the squirrel she used to feed would stop visiting, she couldn't feel, see, smell, or taste right, everything was numb. Above all else, a rotting corpse lay on the other side of what she knew as 'home.' She'd bumped into players as the days passed. Some seemed infatuated with her simply because of how she looked, some called her the Starlit Wanderer due to her lack of introduction

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Profile - Username: Cascade Real name: Vaelith Corvane Age: 21 Gender: F Height: 5'5 Sexuality: straight Origin: Born in Russia, raised in the boonies of West Virginia, busting city of Seattle, the cold of Colorado, and finally the crisp Tennessee air. Background: Vaelith spent her first few years of life on island soil, Hawaii. Vaelith is the daughter of a russian mafia boss who cast her out as an infant. She was illegally exported with her dying mother to the US. Her mother recovered after being nursed back to health by an old islander name

9/23/25 - Unevaluated Stored Rolls: 253778, Perfect T3 Shield, (CD:12+1, LD: 19) 253781, Perfect T3 Shield, (CD:12+1, LD: 7) 253784, Perfect T3 Shield, (CD:11+1, LD: 19) 253785, Perfect T3 Shield, (CD:11+1, LD: 6) 253786, Rare T3 Shield, (CD:7+1, LD: 2) + 253787, Rare T3 Shield, (CD:7+1, LD: 12) = 253786, Perfect T3 Shield 253788, Perfect T3 Shield, (CD:11+1, LD: 18) 253790, Rare T3 Heavy Armor, (CD:9+1, LD: 19) + 253792, Rare T3 Heavy Armor, (CD:8+1, LD: 11) = 253790, Perfect T3 Heavy Armor 253791, Perfect T3 Heavy Armor, (CD:12+1, LD: 17) 253793, Rare T3 Heavy Armor, (

9/23/25 (Crafting Respite: 249067, Ambition: 250941, Forge (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Magic Breastplate (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253773 CD: 2 +1 LD: 11 Salvage Success - 8 (+6 Ambition) 2 253774 CD: 4 +

Username: Iku Age: 19 Real Name: Michael Ikeda About: Michael is an adopted son who lives in Japan now with his father. He grew up most of his life in Japan, but you can still always detect his American accent when he talks. He lived a peaceful life in Japan for a while doing things like archery and drawing as some of his hobbies. He also loved to play games, mainly the fire emblem series so he does have a major tendency to overthink things at times but might have a good plan or two. He was able to save money with his father and get the nerve gear to play SAO. On the launch day

Mari couldn't help but snort then laugh when Hidden's jaw dropped. It was completely unexpected - Mari couldn't blame her. It was almost relieving to be able to admit her love for someone so freely. An index finger traced the rim of her cup as she hummed in thought. Mari wanted to tell Hidden about him, but things were still fairly new - and Mari knew all to well Hiddens relationship with the Laughing Coffin - and the woman doubted it'd go over well. "I..." Where should Mari begin. "He... " Mari gestured between the two of them with a flourish of her hand. "He's a PKer like us, and most would

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The alley she had chosen had been a poor choice, it was long and eerie, perfect for NPCs to pop up and ask her for help. If she just made it a little further, she could take to the rooftops. She heard a rustle, before a man emerged cutting off her path. She cursed under her breath. "You there! Stop, please!" He was so bubbly, a trait she could hardly stand in NPCs. She glared at the hologram, noting his fine apparel, he continued. "Pardon me, but I am in need of some assistance, and you appear quite capable." She shifted, putting her back to the wall, her eyes landing on his. He heaves a

9/22/25 (Crafting Respite: 249062, Ambition: 250935, Forge (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Magic Breastplate (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253740 CD: 6 +1 LD: 18 Uncommon - 9 (+6 Ambition) 2 253741 CD: 8

PH <<Assist System Engaged: Jibae>> Level: 25 Paragon: 0 Tier: 3 True Tier: 1 Final EXP reward: +220% Miki | HP: 20/20 | EN: 20/20 | DMG: 1

Wulfrin's attention fixated on the boss arena before them. This would be the second time he had tromped upon the sleeping grounds of Kumatetsu. Astra's initial observation of a big bear was pretty spot on. Its fur was matted and grey. They had arrived shortly before the beast had roused for its morning hunts. "Let me get set up," Wulfrin whispered. "Once Solaris and I are in position, you can ring his dinner bell." Without a word, Wulfrin tilted his head towards the sky. From the branches, a small hawk of fire silently began to circle the clearing. Shortly after Wulfrin stalked out i

"That would be my plan yes," Wulfrin affirmed Astra's question about what location they would be fishing at. "Been watching the plaza for Dorian to make his usual appearance, but so far no sign of him." Wulfrin took another sip of his morning tea as a blur of movement caught his eyes. A player was steadying the poor NPC server gal that regularly tripped and spilt her tray of drinks. Wulfrin had all the routines down mentally as if the Town of Beginnings was his own personal Groundhog Day, so anything out of the norm tended to catch his gaze. Wulfrin's gaze befell the player as they froze

"Oh, wow! So that's really fascinating!" Reytac's head rocked back. He hadn't even considered that as something that full-dive gear could do, help someone who was blind 'see', but it made sense. The gear was interfacing directly with the brain, slipping past the normal senses. "I bet that was also a big adjustment, having to get used to seeing things and knowing what you were looking at." Idly, he wondered if anyone else had had the same thing happen with a different sense - getting a sense of taste, or smell, maybe? The brunette gave his head a tiny shake to throw off the off-tangent thoughts

It was a relief to hear that Myst wasn't being much of a problem. While she loved her pet, sometimes this little fuzz with four legs would get herself in too much trouble for her size. "I haven't personally owned a pet until Myst here. I'm sure its much more difficult in real life." Firefly chuckled slightly and gave her cat a pet before turning back to her food. Myst would just rest quietly in the seat between them, curling up into a ball of fur. In an effort to avoid getting into an apology contest with herself, Firefly waved off the comments about her screen jump-scare. No reason to li

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9/21/25 (Crafting Respite: 249061, Ambition: 250933, Forge (Ext.) | +2 EXP, +1 Attempt, Magic Breastplate (Tablet) | +1 CD) Roll: ID# CD: LD: Quality Count Experience Ambition Mod 1 253707 CD: 4 +1 LD: 3 Uncommon - 9 (+6 Ambition) 2 253708 CD: 5 +

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Continuing through the forest. The farther they went, the thicker the wood grew. The mountains drew nearer, she knew this part of the forest well. She had learned to stay clear of it. Knowing beasts lay in wait if they drew too close. With each step her curiosity grew. The deeper he decided to tread the more intrigued she became. She kept forward eager to understand the test she had been bestowed. She'd recognized it father back, the sensation made her tingle, at least thats what she had imagined. The avatar could only imitate so much. Vanta took it all in. The feel of the air, the way th