NIGHT

Breaking News: Local Lesbian Spots Another, Initiates Shut Down Sequence On Immediate Area. (More at 7.) But that was the scenario NIGHT found herself in; anxiety-ridden, her own throat hoarse. And in the following exposition afterwards, there was little for her to infer from the information given. The player wasn't thinking soundly. Just wondering -- How old was the other in front of her? When she said young, exactly how young? In her blurry haze, the next audible thought NIGHT had was -- Oh. I had hair that long, once. The moment following was filled with regret, NIGHT re

How... did they end up in this situation? She barely heard the rest of the conversation go down once she rolled off into nowhere. And though she appreciated Koga's once vote of confidence, a part of her present was also in cold objection to his assumption. NIGHT was not as elegant as half the world suspected she was. Face down in the dirt, it was difficult to will the strength to pick herself up and wander back to the group. Oh, how to ruin a friendship at first glance. This was the sort of thing NIGHT hated to consider, she mused, while muffling through mud. That a simple misun

So she didn't know how to react. "Nari here thinks you guys are something more than friends." "Like, what," NIGHT wondered aloud, gaze still blank and filled with confusion. "Best friends?" It then registered to her how abstracted her thinking was, especially after thinking back on the past. Hence the switch -- between demeanors, her shift was abrupt, the player half-panicking once realization struck her hard. Did it not show through enough? Wait, wasn't that a good thing? On a daily basis, perhaps, but when scenarios like these were present -- wait, why was it her who found he

<<The Mysterious Divide: Dagan>> "You put that in a way that makes us seem responsible!" Her arms were folded underneath that white mantle. DAY had on a satisfactory grin; looking towards the outskirts of the settlement, a knowing look to her eyes. That quests followed a regimented rule -- sure, certainty, and she wouldn't be caught surprised by anything the content generator had to throw at her. But so too did she glance back at her partner, behind the two leading adventurers, a sullen and dark look on the player's face. NIGHT was more than unamused by the setup, de

Huh -- to know that Hirru had lost to an obscure newbie caught her off-guard. So had Star been training while NIGHT hadn't seen him? That sort of story wasn't unusual, though the player wasn't used to people up and vanishing as they did in Aincrad. "Congratulations then," she returned. "So I take it I'll be seeing you in a boss raid some time?" The question about her appearance at the event came up, and the woman was hesitant to reply. After all, she really had no right to be here other than 'for a good time' -- neither did she really care about the prize. Though it sucked that one of her

> Tier 1 Trinket (1) | Freyd | The Fierceness of Grass | ID: 203379 > Tier 1 Trinket (1) | music box. (infinity) | ID: 203382 > Tier 1 Trinket (1) | music box. (tomorrow and tomorrow) | ID: 203384 > Tier 1 Trinket (1) | music box. (monster) | ID: 203390

[08/02/22] #js #e 'The Fierceness of What?' Sometimes NIGHT never knew what was going through players' heads as they submitted items for creation. But a ring was standard fare to create, and so it was handled with relative ease. Wrapped in translucent paper, a simple jingle in an inbox was enough notification. Then, her attention was on the rest of a new series of trinkets she'd been considering the make of. Three more boxes joined their commissioned cousin, though were separated for display when the artisan stepped onto the floor of her store. She wondered if there were more pl

"Penny for your thoughts?" NIGHT was quiet for a spell, before shifting her attention from the distance to her friend. "The First Lessons quest. When you were gathering materials, you were probably out with Noct, weren't you?" It was an assumption, certainly, but NIGHT had reasons for making the jump. Though, she knew there was a possibility to be wrong. Either way, she gestured towards the fields beyond, half-certain the spot she was pointing to had the flowers she remembered. "I was out with Yukiro my first night. Somewhere over there, I think. He'd chided me on having gone outside when

SNOW | Approved. Total EXP: 19100 Total SP: 110 Current Level: 22 Notes: still at tier 3.

What was once a quiet gathering soon turned into a large bustle of players. Some familiar, some not. Some with the capacity and gall to shoot a 'Hi!' her way even though she was remaining quiet and supposedly discreet, with an all consuming suit of black. It didn't work, however. And that smile her way only confirmed it. NIGHT glanced to Astralin's face, and then to the floor with barely a hum in return for the passerby, before resuming an idle state. So much for Koga to be aware of his surroundings. Part of her wondered if that was the reason why he got beat by Alkor in one of the first

She sighed at Koga's mention of the past. Because the first meeting with another player had been so impactful, she could still recall her first mistakes as an adventurer. Perhaps she might've even been lucky to make it out of that day alive. "Well, someone's got a good eye," NIGHT quipped, noticing the sparkle in Nari's hand. "As long as you keep that up, you should be fine." And there were statements made that she could follow up on, mentions she could query -- if she didn't value others' privacies to their duties. Likewise, she half-expected her own as she watched the fresh faces l

"No problem." It only took her a moment to stew on what to say next, and that was the beginning of her mistakes. Had she spoken sooner, perhaps she would've gotten some extra piece of advice out for Jevi before being interrupted by the sight of a zoo entering the party. Half of her wanted to disappear completely from the present upon that sight, and the other to chide herself for not having assumed that something like this would've happened upon public invitation. And yet, watching the scene unfurl mouth agape, she still didn't find herself moving. Because everyone else did, in her stead.

With everyone else piping in about the quest details, NIGHT supposed she didn't have to add onto their explanation. Instead, her eyes were set forward on the evergreen horizon, a cluster of dark trees bordering the outskirts of the city, the crown that circled a mountainous region in a locale way beyond. The 'Field of Beginnings'. Of course, scattered about were a couple of boars that seemed more friendly than hostile. And the player took in the sight, briefly scanning the vicinity for her colleague's aforementioned materials, only to come up empty. The wind that blustered through the dir

KILUIA SEIKO | Approved. Total EXP: 145000 Total SP: 180 Current Level: 32 Paragon Level: 24 Notes: (edit: revised exp to be issued for 3.1. my bad!) [26/03/22] what was doing. was i half asleep or something??? T_T)a UNLOCKED PARAGON REWARDS: Lv. 10 | (1) Gleaming Scale, (1) Demonic Shard, +1 LD to Looting* Lv. 5 | Laurel Wreath (Earn Col equivalent to 15% of player’s EXP earned in thread)

MORNINGSTAR | Approved. Total EXP: 1500 Total SP: 30 Current Level: 6 Notes: If you could link your past threads in your spreadsheets for archival purposes in the future, it would help PST. Thank you! (edit: revised exp to be issued for 3.1. my bad!) (edit edit: oh i suck at numbers. bumped exp issued from lv 4 to 6.)

Against... Macradon? Hm. Strange. The most she knew of, tactically, was his penchant for utilizing straight swords the same way she did. Raw power and rage from the last fight against the fallen king. She felt a jolt of fear from his determination and declarations back in that arena, too, while in recollection. It stole her attention from the present as she was examining the weapon rack. How much backlash was she going to get in return for her stunt? NIGHT hadn't thought too much of anyone else's position on the fight. But Macradon's cries had bordered on digital bloodlust. And

With how quickly the two budding adventurers had gone docile, she could really tell their lack of experience with the game as it was meant to be played. Or simply in other people. Though, the better confirmation was in the different ways they were oddballs. Not that NIGHT could find it in herself to complain. "That was the plan the entire time." Nari didn't have to ask -- in fact, the question itself drew some attention as to why it needed to be asked. And at Bismuth's confirmation, NIGHT nodded, turning and taking her first strides towards the outskirts of the city. Granted, though

A matchmaking event. There was absolutely zero reason for NIGHT to have shown up in the first place. And, in addition, it would've been too funny either way, to have shown up with an escort. So why, exactly, did she find herself here? The woman couldn't say. (Though, she did know, in her heart of hearts, why she did show, fragile and curious and open. Of course, NIGHT just wasn't going to say it.) Little did the player know that her friend had also shown, once Takumi had returned from depositing a player at the island of respite. A nod was all she gave to the boatman, and s

To be completely honest, NIGHT still couldn't put the pieces of the overall narrative of Gabrandr together, even as the party was moving as a troupe, heading towards the surface. Some exposition was given, yes, just as they'd passed through the night market and the slums, but all the player could think about were those tasty treats she'd picked up from earlier. She wondered what happened to the treats she gave Crow. DAY: do you remember that song? DAY: viva la vida DAY: i used to rule the world~ DAY is typing... "So... Regicide," she muttered, to no one in particular, righ

What's with the 180 in attitude? NIGHT watched Bismuth appear a sad puppy just before Nari took initiative and weaseled her way into the confines of the workshop. Half-present, she distinctively heard Koga's moping too -- but this time about something different. The boss raid. "Do you think everyone hates me now?" The player hummed, considering her position in the matter for returning an answer. "I have doubts on why you think so," she commented, returning a hand to a fold once she'd extended it to think on, thumb at the edge of her chin. "I mean, part of the fault's got to be mine,