Raidou

Just going to reserve these two for a alt (because I dont think anyone wants to make it right this second) Nijisanji - Toru Koshimizu - ??? (Raidou Alt) Project Sekai - Haruka Kiritani (Older looking Only) - ??? (Raidou Alt/Supplement) Castlevania (Animated Series) - Isaac - ??? (Raidou Alt)

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Of course, welcome to our little slice of heaven. A lot of the activity happens in the discord and I couldn't recommend it more. But at your leisure, have fun

Approved, Welcome to Aincrad

yep, those are things

Them food, and you been doing this long enough

Yep thats food

yep, yah good

Thread Closure: Raidou | [Word Count: 8178/5 = 1635.6] * [True Tier: 21] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1.05] = 36065 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 5409 col Aeva | [Word Count: 8178/5 = 1635.6] * [True Tier: 1] * [Group Factor: 1]* [Final Exp Modifier: 1] = 1636 EXP

A tightening grip proved all the nomad needed to know, evidence that the cure administered had done what he'd hoped it would. "I know, its a lot to take in. Its better to learn now that discover it piecemeal out there." He spoke with a nod of his head in a tilt toward the slightly open window. "Or worse, make a mistake you wont get the chance to make another of." He slides his hands free from hers, tapping her twice on the top of her hand. "This will be rather 'warm' like a fever, but its nothing compared to what you've been through." Raidou smiles as he moves to the shelving off to the left,

Her health teetering and the exhaustion lingered in every exhale. The words that she managed out were weak and riddled with despair. So thick the wanderer could taste it and it left a sour knot in the back of his throat. "A very good question, as to why this happened or why it continues. What a government of any country is doing to put a stop to this. Its been radio silence." The man offered a brush of a tear from her eye as he'd lower her arm to rest in her lap, affirming the robe as makeshift blanket to stave off the cold as reality sunk in. "Too long." Raidou expressed with a push of the gl

"Quickly?" The man could start to get the sense of underlying panic. "Aeva, breathe." Raidou reaches out and takes her hand firmly in his own, enough to cut through the lack of feeling in it. "I'm afraid you are trapped in here, like we all are. The game was a trap, the log out button in your HUD does not work." A sharp level of truth matched with an affirmation of concern. "Drink, otherwise you'll end back up under." Spoken with a resolute reality but can tell that she is struggling to understand. "There is no escape yet, but there are a number of players trying to push toward an exit. The ga

A weary morning droned on to the tune of birds beyond the window pane. Cold air caused the candles to flicker and dance with its call, as papers moved lightly to match. The bubbling tools of an alchemist continued to speak against flames of their own, as even more supplies had been made and bottled. A drooping head of a man pushed to the edge of exhaustion, across a week of very brief and spotty sleep. A record on a clip board sat clutched between two hands, limply sitting in his lap. On the floor with his legs folded, shoulders pressed against the side of his counter. His head of brown hair d

A burner springs to life with the turn of a dial, causing the water within the retort above it to begin to boil. Another spun as steam begins to gather, all the while the faintest of breaths are squeezed out of nigh deadened blackened lips. It dances on his skin as it does, like a heartbeat its made known and kept track of. A shove of glass ware from a table sees it shatter across the floor, as papers skitter through the air falling like leaves. A twist of his foot shoves a chair out from underneath it, and grabbing a leg its pulled in a squeal across the wooden floor. Those glass shards crunc

I can hear you sweet dreamer, allow me to wake you from this nightmare. To end your suffering, to end eternity. Another standard walk through the castles largest disk, to which all manner of player had continued unending to greet mornings all the same. A nigh uncountable drove of them running to and from spots within the fields, breaking from the beaten dirt pathways that ran astray from large stone walls. A network of roads that broke up fields of emerald green, the serenity intermingled with yelling and laughter as low level players cashed in on even lower level monsters. A local legend