Pinball

Penniless and destitute, Pinball found himself meandering through the verdant meadow towards a building he hadn't set foot in in some time. Truthfully, there'd been no reason to. But consumables were important, and they'd be of great help on his searches. He'd also been growing to despise the taste of wild game prepared on the field, and something flavorful for once would be nice. It was mostly the consumable buffs that brought him back, though. Just to be clear. Pushing through the dusty doorway and into the dark, untouched interior of his old shop, he couldn't help but feel the bittersweet t

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Combat Mastery, Energist, Battle Healing, OHSS, Martial Arts, Searching, Lockpicking, Extended Mod Limit, Parry, Grappling Familiar Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Dismantling, Justified Riposte, Night Vision, Detect, Tracking, Reveal, 1HSS Ferocity SP Incurred Towards Limit: x SP Refunded: 189 (last i checked) Cost: Free (Paragon Respec Ticket)

Trudging through the snow, he tried his best to shake the uneasiness that uncomfortably clawed his chest. His heart started to race. He wasn’t aware of it at the moment, but he’d begun to hold his breath. With every passing step, he wanted to run away just a little bit more. One excuse followed another, and doubts mounted interminably. There would always be another opportunity to visit. There was no reason to go. What did he even hope to accomplish? But he stubbornly refused to be bargained with. He pushed through it, resolute, though his veins turned to ice and he felt as though at any minute

His second reprieve was much like the first, and yet still completely different. Standing alone in an empty field, there was no thought. No emotion. That was what bothered him the most. The memory was there. He held it in the arms of his mind’s eye, but it was hollow, and he knew it shouldn’t be. He knew what he was supposed to feel, too. Guilt. Sadness. Pity. Anything. But he would be lying if he were to say that he did, and he was once again reminded that compassion was a learned behavior, not an innate one. It could be lost, and it could be erased. Perturbed, he turned awa

The first place he stopped was along the road, a spot just barely beyond sight of Snowfrost. His mind filled with the endless rings of steel on steel, the feeling of his body tearing and being torn, and the surge of grim emotions that came with it. Each blow had been struck with such morbid finality that the memories had permanently burned themselves into his mind, whether he very well liked it or not. Bahr. Lessa. The names struck mournful chords, and he couldn’t help but wonder…

He drifted aimlessly between his usual haunts. As of late, things had gone quiet. There were no more posters in town bearing his likeness -- and if the lack of hunters counted as any good indicator, people didn’t seem too keen on tracking him down anymore, either. He kept his head down, yes, and stuck always to the darker parts of the cities he moved through... but somewhere along the road, he’d started to feel less like a fugitive and more like a vagrant; someone simply ignored and avoided, rather than despised and hunted. He wasn’t sure how to feel about that. The whole world seemed re

There were faint ripples in the icy waters as his fingers broke the surface. The shock of the cold brought with it an emulated numbness; something he’d long since grown used to during his travels. He cupped his hands and brought what he could to his lips, savoring the drink. A moment passed. He let the rest fall between his fingers and stood, watching the chunks of ice drift lazily downstream. The young man cut a conspicuous figure across the endless white expanse, draped in black in harsh juxtaposition. A shadowy blotch stretched unattractively across a pure, untainted landscape. And he

{Disclaimer: NIGHT said I could, sniff} Potions. He needed potions. At the same time, he was broke, and that was an unfortunate circumstance he unfortunately found himself having to cope with, of which he unfortunately didn't see an end to unless he could procure aforementioned potions, preferably of the Damage or Healing variety. He picked the lock quickly and cringed as the door swung quietly open and closed behind him. Stealing was bad - but come on. He'd killed before. This really wasn't so horrible in comparison -- -- was what he kept telling himself as he s

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Hiding Mod(s) Being Dropped: n/a (see above) SP Incurred Towards Limit: 30 SP Refunded: 30 Cost: 30,000 Col

Skill(s) Being Dropped: n/a Mod(s) Being Dropped: [Vanish - Hiding] SP Incurred Towards Limit: 6 SP Refunded: 6 Cost: 6,000 Col

A new system meant that there were new opportunities. One such market to be capitalized on was the addition of a General Merchant, meaning that if he wanted to go into town to purchase something, he wouldn't have to bear with the awkward formalities and reassurances a meeting with a Player would typically imply. He was both grateful for it as he was dreading getting a hold of the new systems his life would from now on abide by. The first thing he would do would be to test such things in a dungeon ranked one below his tier, but first he would need some supplies. Buying the following items

Character Name: Pinball Character Description: A tall and gangly young man with messy black hair and icy blue eyes. Generally irritable, and tends to wear a tired and gloomy expression more often than not. Character Journal: [link] Character Name: Gambit Character Description: He's just vibing, honestly. What a mad lad. Character Journal: [link]

Current Level: 67 Current SP: 337 Link to SP Tracking: [link] Item Upgrades: 2.6 | PRE-CONVERSION 3.0 | UPGRADED ITEM #1 Item Name: Cold Fervor Item ID: [Acquisition] Item Tier: 3 Item Type: Weapon, 2HAS Item Rarity: Demonic Item Enhancements: +2 Freeze, Phase, Cursed Description: n/a Item Name: Cold Fervor Item Tier: 4 Item Type: Weapon, 1HSS Item Enhancements: +2 Freeze, Phase, Cursed Description: Forged wi

i mean approved i guess

approved

{1/8} T3 {2/8} T3 {3/8} T3 {4/8} T3 {5/8} T3 {6/8} T3 {7/8} T3 {8/8} T3

APPROVED

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Fishing Mod(s) Being Dropped: None SP Refunded: 10 Cost: 10,000 Col i really dont know why i thought i would keep this past the event Im booboo the fool

Pinball was in constant need of an alchemist - but none were readily available to him. It had been this way for a long time, leaving him deprived of the items he needed to succeed as a player. He'd made do, somehow, but he knew that it was only a matter of time before he was faced with an enemy he couldn't overcome with patience and luck. He needed buffs if he was going to get through things like Event or Floor Bosses, as loathe as he was to participate in either. Sometimes, those things couldn't be helped. So, through a chance encounter, he'd managed to get in touch with an alchemist.

{1/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133514 CD: 11 LD: 5 ~ [x1] Rare / -1 T3 Mat / +6 EXP {2/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133515 CD: 12 LD: 12 ~ [x1] Perfect / -1 T3 Mat / +9 EXP {3/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133516 CD: 9 LD: 7 ~ [x1] Rare / -1 T3 Mat / +6 EXP {4/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133517 CD: 12 LD: 7 ~ [x1] Perfect / -1 T3 Mat / +9 EXP {5/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133519 CD: 8 LD: 18 ~ [x3] Uncommon / -1 T3 Mat / +4 EXP {6/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133521 CD: 12 LD: 20 ~ [x3] Perfect / -1 T3 Mat / +9 EXP {7/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133522 CD: 3 LD: 8 ~ Salv. Fail / -1 T3 Mat / +2 EXP {8/8} T3 Dessert: ID#133523 CD: 12 LD: 3 ~ [x1] Per

As someone who has written for bosses before on staff, and someone who personally understands how both mentally and physically taxing it can be, I am still wholeheartedly against any mechanical reward in any shape or form whatsoever. Period. If it's thanks or recognition you want - a mention in the podcast, a role on Discord as commemoration - I can get behind it. Special quests? Maybe? This idea for AP -> SP? Not a chance in hell. Writing for boss fights isn't meant to be rewarding. It's a volunteered service that you as a staff member give to the community as players. While I'

Skill(s) Being Dropped: N/A Mod(s) Being Dropped: Sneak Attack: Assassin SP Refunded: 15 Cost: 15,000

{1/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124292 CD: 2 LD: 11 ~ {2/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124293 CD: 10 LD: 2 ~ {3/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124294 CD: 10 LD: 19 ~ {4/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124295 CD: 5 LD: 18 ~ {5/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124296 CD: 10 LD: 14 ~ {6/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124297 CD: 1 LD: 17 ~ {7/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124298 CD: 12 LD: 8 ~ {8/8} T1 Dessert: ID#124299 CD: 9 LD: 5 ~