Simmone

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 255652, CD: 1 (No Proc) The sunlight hurt her eyes. Beams of light struck her square in the forehead right as the towns warp gate had catapulted her up. A groan is shared almost in tandem with the redhead at her side. "Rough night?" Simmone quips toward the redhead and is paid a drained nod in agreement. "Then lets get this over with." Hoofing it begrudgingly with the rest of their little gathering, Raidou passes her a section of map like she was supposed to know what the hell to do with it. A grimace toward the guy, she stares down and follows the dire

The raven haired broad yawned deeply, a little groggy this morning. Their was a bit more business ripe and earlier then usual, some players trying to figure out what some bit or pieces they'd picked up where ever they had rolled around. Not much of it was of any real use, minus one with something interesting hiding beneath the surface. It still left an early morning starting a couple hours before it should. The twins race past her with bundles of odd pieces procured from all sorts of stalls and stores, added to the guild registry for dispersal to where it may be needed. An honest living, one t

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Recovery | 255443, CD: 12 (+8 EN) “Lets just hope that it doesn’t start hailing. I really feel like that would hurt a little” she would comment before rushing forward. She would allow her blade to be the guide this time, maybe it would keep her up right. With it raining the ground has become a soggy mess. Her heels were doing a great job of getting stuck in the graham cracked walk way. The large creature was the only left in this group and its health bar was practically nothing thanks to Setsuna. She knew that it was that girl who dealt t

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Recovery | 255405, CD: 11 (+8 EN) Pulling her rapier up watching the two plump mallows that sat about five feet up. Behind them was another large rabbit looking marshmallow with no arms or legs. They were all looking a little roasted from Raidou’s marvelous attack. Taking advantage of the situation she rushes forward and stabs them both with five quick times in what looks like their chest. The bigger one tried to body slam her. Jumping back quickly as stabbing downward while it was still on the ground. The other two burst into nothing as

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring [Shiina] +4 EN, Recovery | 255392, CD: 2 (No Proc), Accuracy Adjusted {Simmone} Walking back out without her crate “Looks like you got an admirer Sam dear.” Sam would playfully nudge her hip into Simmone as she takes out the map that Raidou had given her. It was rare that she was the one opening these but she would make due and help out where she could. When everyone got done they would walk a bit out of town into a clearing so that the settlement didn’t get destroyed by the destruction that was this team. She knew how messy this could get sometimes so s

Tying up her hair, getting ready for the day. Things needed to get done, heading into the main area of the odyssey, that was a piece of parchment saying everything is done signed by Sam. Looks like there was a little less to do than she thought. These past few weeks Sam had been on the ball about a lot of things. It was rather fascinating how she went from being completely useless to the perfect apprentice in a matter of a month almost to the dot. It was then that she got a notification on her HUD, from Sam. “You are one busy bee, what happened to you” she would say in curiosity before walking

Recharging: Bureau II {Firm Anima} Cost: 1 Token {Simmone}

Recharging: Bureau II {Firm Anima} Cost: 1 Token {Simmone}

Recharging: Bureau II {Firm Anima} Cost: 1 Token {Simmone}

Battle Plans (8) | [8 Tokens] | 254636a, 254636b, 254636c, 254636d, 254636e, 254636f, 254636g, 254636h, Allows for two dungeons to be spawned/explored in that thread, regardless of Dungeon-searching cooldowns. Will also trigger an immediate Dungeon spawn without a map requirement using a player’s Post Action.

An atmosphere of rising temptation and lust that left the air electrically charged, one that made Simmone's skin tingle. Or perhaps this alcohol was a bit stronger then she had first considered. Upon on the upper balconies of the Blackbook, not many seemed to had noticed it existed. Over the side of the white railing, the players milled about like tin soldiers and the chatter threatened to overtake the music in volume. That glass in her hands churns as she spins it, stealing another bite of comfort in a warm roll across her tongue. The woman exhales deeply, melting into the red leather at her

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254472, CD: 3 (No Proc) Eyes watching the man on the ground carefully as he was coughing, if it was possible there would be blood dripping from his lips as he begged for his life. The bandit starts to crawl away but it wasn’t very fast. It was like a small turtle trying to get to the ocean so that it would be free and out of harm's way. That situation was not going to be this target's fate. Stepping on a cloth piece dragging against the floor, that thin rapier pierces that back of his neck. At first a violent cough and then a last breath and then POOF.

An elegant foray into the unknown, as Simmone watched many a player wander across the place flirting with danger and excitement. On the air the stink of infatuation and fleeting passion molds into a pungent scent of wonder, not entirely repulsive but that scent was unmistakable. It was likely the proprietor of the occasion would need to clean the upholstery in excess if they ever wanted to that 'new car smell.' Even a mix of the glass and a spin of the stool would see the black haired woman set her gaze upon a scene unfurled at the foot of the bar, muddied with smiles and reddened cheek. Drunk

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254460, CD: 4 (No Proc) “That's not very nice picking on a little girl like that” she would say in pure disapproval from the lot of folk that still stood. Getting into a jousting position as they would look at Simmone like she was a piece of meat to dissect. As they run at her, it would be like a game of torus without the red cape of course. “That is no way to treat a lady you filthy animals” as she strikes hard and fast at every single one that comes her way. A little shifting in her movement would go a long way. “Hm, pathetic.” She was hoping for more

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254435, CD: 8 (+8 EN), Corrected Celeste's Block to include Bloodlust Rushing around the corner of the building where she heard random commotions of people flopping to the ground. “Oh, now what do we have here” walking around them like a lion stalking their prey. “It seems like you are fish without water and easy prey to be taken.” Piercing her long thin blade into their throats as that would be the last breath they took. Crossing over the big dude, stepping over one of the many men laying on the ground unable to move. Slicing a X across the dude's ches

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 254303, CD: 10 (+8 EN) A surprise message from Kasumi who was out delivering her own goods sees Simmone eye it quizzically. Placing the crate she was toting down on the top of a counter top, its slid forward a bit to prevent it from falling off. Her finger extends to press down on that floating blue icon, and a quick scan of the message has her face twist to one of alarm. "That's my queue, best of luck Hiyjak" The woman pays the general store merchant before bounding out. Modesty out the door as she runs, an orchestration of her HUD sees her leap in a r

As if mere thought of the twins had rang some astral bell, Simmone breaks through the entryway to the familiar clap of japanese style clogs. A long yukata as was her normal during trade day, yet what was a pleasant surprise was seeing other members of the guild hall gathered around instead of beelining for the doors or stairs. "What's the occasion?" She comments finding her eyes get locked onto where Griswold's leaning arm had fixated. "Little early, mind if I tag along?" She bartered with the boys rhetorically. She'd been meaning to travel around and broaden her social network to make filling

Obtained a Black <<Sinful Mask>>, is <<Masked>> It wasn't often that player affairs had dabbled on the edge of excellency, perhaps due to the relative age of those that participated on the games launch. Matters such as regality, nobility and manners had fallen to the wayside and in their place? Potlucks and picnics atop white and red plaid, with little showmanship to be found. A single black cardstock, embossed and unique in its design fit neatly between pinched fingers and the invitation alone spoke volumes to the event and did its best to confide in a sweet whisp

Recharging: Bureau II {Firm Anima} Cost: 1 Token {Simmone} Building Claim {Sept. 30th}: 51 {Estalgem 1} x [1000000 x .01 = 10000] = 510000 col

It was chilly, gross and completely unethical for her to be here. Sam had told her that there was supposed to be some form of treasure on this floor but so far all she had seen were trees, mud, rocks and oh yea more mud. She hated it here with a passion “I swear to god Samantha Rose if you were lying to me” a glaring expression painted on her face as she was thinking of ways to get Sam back for the hearsay information. “MEOW” glancing down, Felix was practically swimming in the mud trying to keep up. “Well I told you not to come. Maybe this time you should have listened?” A gurgling meow as a

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Gaius} +16 EN PH Simmone cannot miss (AA, +5 ACC), and deals lethal damage using AOE-I (28 x 15 = 420) and is at full energy (87 + 20 = 107~106 {Max} - 19 = 87) before her attack every turn. Forgoing rolling Recovery and Attacks because there is no variance. Loot Roll: ID: 253249 | LD: 41 (17, +24) | CD: 12 (4, +8) | 5733col, Materials (2), Gleaming Scale/Demonic Shard (1), Random Dungeon Map (1) ID: 253250 | LD: 37 (13, +24) | CD: 13 (5, +8) | 4851col, Materials (4), Gleaming Scale/Demonic Shard (1), Random Dungeon Map (1) ID:

PH Quest Objective: Roleplay travelling to Little Eden (minimum of four posts) with Nemo [3/4] Post Action | [x15] AOE-I (11 - 2 [Stamina] + 2 [Shift] + (2 * 4 Targets = 8) = 19 EN) ID: 253225 | 10 + 6 = 16, CD: 7 {ST-B Unavailable} | Hit vs. Snapdragon #1 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253226 | 8 + 6 = 14, Hit vs. Snapdragon #2 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253227 | 8 + 6 = 14, Hit vs. Snapdragon #3 Dealing 420 Damage ID: 253228 | 1 + 6 = 7, Hit vs. Snapdragon #4 Dealing 420 Damage Loot Roll: ID: 253229 | LD: 29 (5, +24) | CD: 12 (4, +8) | 5733col, Materials (2), Gleaming Scale/Demoni

Recharging: Laboratory {Firm Anima} Bureau II {Firm Anima} Library {Firm Anima} Cost: 3 Tokens {Simmone}

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Recovery | ID: 253072, CD: 9 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed, Hyperactive CD [2/3] Another round of effects from Shiina as her music changes, Simmone exhales deeply fighting to keep herself stable. Her heart was racing, there were a lot of new discoveries today and combined with the enforced bloodbath it was leaving a lot of stress on the table. But the word from Raidou has her advance her gaze to the gates as well, finding purchase on one as it fell. This was almost over, that thought clung to the forefront of her mind causing the panic to slo

*Simmone energy correction (-25 EN), Hatred Correction: Raidou (1 hate on Lion) Standard Recovery +4 EN, Inspiring {Shiina} +4 EN, Recovery | ID: 253056, CD: 9 (+8 EN), Charge CD [2/3] The gravity of Shiina's power was riddling the room and causing the walls to rain down debris. Simmone couldn't help but find the facet strange, discouraging and a little frightening. She had known Shiina for a long time, but this wasn't exactly the most welcoming taste. Enemies were horrendously being torn apart clutching their heads and moving like molasses. A snap to reality as the woman's gaze falls u