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The monster could sense it. Though it had no eyes, no ears, no nose, no brain, no heart, no blood, its collective consciousness, composed of millions of individuals, could sense that what fell into its embrace was something that could help it. It hungered for a life that was purer than what it had tasted thus far, and, though the mismatched being wasn’t exactly what it desired, the amorphous rift-beast could tell that it was closer.
As Araki fell into its body, the spread-out remains of the monster converged over the Crystala, forming a heavy, viscous bubble, intent on crushing the fleshy parts of the talentium lifeform through mass alone. Slowly, the spherical blob began to shrink, an audible hiss resounding as all the air and dirt that was inside was pushed outwards.
Nodding at the pair and hopping into the cockpit of the winged airship, Escellar righted his hat, wrapped a green scarf around his neck, and then called out, “Alright ladies and gentlemen, stay grouped up, keep the message relay consistent, and let’s start hunting! Aelitha, do the thing, if you please.”
Without a word, the fire mage placed her hands into two separate compartments within the secondary dashboard. A click could be heard, as the small anchors that grounded the airship were released, and it slowly began to float upwards. After it reached three stories high, a hiss could be heard as its tarpaulin wings spread out fully, held taut by magically reinforced wood. With a wing length that made it look more like dragonfly than any sort of majestic bird, it accelerated abruptly as hot flames ejected from behind it. Blue flames burned, leaving a hot trail as the airship cut through the sky, Captain Escellar tossing in a few sharp curves and turns just to elicit a few cheers from the mob surrounding the group.
Down below, a mage said rather plainly, “Aelitha told me to tell you all that Escellar is telling you to start heading out. He’ll be going to scout ahead.”
Lucius made some sort of annoyed grunt at how overloaded that sentence was, but was, nevertheless, the first of the Sword Skills users to head out the broken ruins of the entrance.
As Araki fell into its body, the spread-out remains of the monster converged over the Crystala, forming a heavy, viscous bubble, intent on crushing the fleshy parts of the talentium lifeform through mass alone. Slowly, the spherical blob began to shrink, an audible hiss resounding as all the air and dirt that was inside was pushed outwards.
Nodding at the pair and hopping into the cockpit of the winged airship, Escellar righted his hat, wrapped a green scarf around his neck, and then called out, “Alright ladies and gentlemen, stay grouped up, keep the message relay consistent, and let’s start hunting! Aelitha, do the thing, if you please.”
Without a word, the fire mage placed her hands into two separate compartments within the secondary dashboard. A click could be heard, as the small anchors that grounded the airship were released, and it slowly began to float upwards. After it reached three stories high, a hiss could be heard as its tarpaulin wings spread out fully, held taut by magically reinforced wood. With a wing length that made it look more like dragonfly than any sort of majestic bird, it accelerated abruptly as hot flames ejected from behind it. Blue flames burned, leaving a hot trail as the airship cut through the sky, Captain Escellar tossing in a few sharp curves and turns just to elicit a few cheers from the mob surrounding the group.
Down below, a mage said rather plainly, “Aelitha told me to tell you all that Escellar is telling you to start heading out. He’ll be going to scout ahead.”
Lucius made some sort of annoyed grunt at how overloaded that sentence was, but was, nevertheless, the first of the Sword Skills users to head out the broken ruins of the entrance.
White King needs more minions. Can never have enough minions.
Wait, what, there's a helmet involved? I thought it was a Burst Link thing, where they install chips into your head.
So, basically, he hides in a box and crawls around. Kay.
What a fluid motion. It seemed that Moon Rider’s skill with sharp things has increased since Haruka had last seen her. At this point, the drawing of her sword was probably equal to the <<Quick Draw>> skill that White Terror employed so heavily. Not that Moon Rider, being a single-sword user, would have any use for that, but it was an apt comparison.
Smiling fearlessly despite the cold steel that stilled itself just inches away from her neck, the White King’s six eyes rolled themselves in unison when Blue appeared, having used Mecha-Bucephalus as a platform to jump off. Turning around to face the Assassin King, she replied, “I’ll be billing you if there’s any permanent damage, alright?”
Really, it was pretty silly, seeing how judgemental and angry and PMS-y Blackie was getting. Shrugging and placing a white, clawed hand on the blade, she replied, “You should have expected all the Kings to be coming over, making such a public announcement and all. And no, Blue and Orange just tagged along, I’m guessing.”
With three of her eyes winking, she suggested, “Or maybe Blue was just stealthed here the whole time? Have you invested in True Vision yet, my friend?”
Before she could go on further though, a system announcement rang through the gloomy halls. Turning about and watching as the walls turned siren-red, the girl furrowed her brows from underneath her mask. The problem was getting worse, now was it? It was a lot of Dissolutions to be missing out on, and at the same time, it coincided too well with Moon Rider’s own announcement of opening the doors of the Ebony Strykers. Planned? Or…
Suddenly, as reality began to crossfade into her vision, the Black King closed in, not with attacks, but words.
What a surprise. That recluse could use non-threatening words after all. She was beginning to think that Moon Rider had forgotten that some things could be settled through talking alone.
~
Slowly, Haruka opened her eyes, yawning like she always had whenever she left the realm of the Deep Ground. Standing up from her seat in the lecture hall and taking a look at the clock, the short-haired girl promptly decided that it was a good time for dinner, and was about to, when she remembered that she might as well say something to all the Ivory Masks present in the lecture hall.
It was pretty much at full capacity at that point, and, coughing to get their attention, she waved cheerily and said, “Well, that was quite a server hiccup, wasn’t it? I’ll be setting up a new discussion thread in the Ivory Masks forum, so if you have anything to contribute or speculate, send your thoughts there. Meilin, if you have the time, see if you can figure out when exactly the Dissolution numbers began spiking, and where they appeared. If it’s random, then it’s random, but if there’s a pattern…well, figuring out a routine’s the best way to catch an annoying person, isn’t it?”
Picking up her bag and finishing off her miniature speech, Haruka said, “I’ll be leaving for dinner now. Just text me if you need me…but try not to do it for trivial questions, because my phone doesn’t like having a billion messages.”
Smiling fearlessly despite the cold steel that stilled itself just inches away from her neck, the White King’s six eyes rolled themselves in unison when Blue appeared, having used Mecha-Bucephalus as a platform to jump off. Turning around to face the Assassin King, she replied, “I’ll be billing you if there’s any permanent damage, alright?”
Really, it was pretty silly, seeing how judgemental and angry and PMS-y Blackie was getting. Shrugging and placing a white, clawed hand on the blade, she replied, “You should have expected all the Kings to be coming over, making such a public announcement and all. And no, Blue and Orange just tagged along, I’m guessing.”
With three of her eyes winking, she suggested, “Or maybe Blue was just stealthed here the whole time? Have you invested in True Vision yet, my friend?”
Before she could go on further though, a system announcement rang through the gloomy halls. Turning about and watching as the walls turned siren-red, the girl furrowed her brows from underneath her mask. The problem was getting worse, now was it? It was a lot of Dissolutions to be missing out on, and at the same time, it coincided too well with Moon Rider’s own announcement of opening the doors of the Ebony Strykers. Planned? Or…
Suddenly, as reality began to crossfade into her vision, the Black King closed in, not with attacks, but words.
What a surprise. That recluse could use non-threatening words after all. She was beginning to think that Moon Rider had forgotten that some things could be settled through talking alone.
~
Slowly, Haruka opened her eyes, yawning like she always had whenever she left the realm of the Deep Ground. Standing up from her seat in the lecture hall and taking a look at the clock, the short-haired girl promptly decided that it was a good time for dinner, and was about to, when she remembered that she might as well say something to all the Ivory Masks present in the lecture hall.
It was pretty much at full capacity at that point, and, coughing to get their attention, she waved cheerily and said, “Well, that was quite a server hiccup, wasn’t it? I’ll be setting up a new discussion thread in the Ivory Masks forum, so if you have anything to contribute or speculate, send your thoughts there. Meilin, if you have the time, see if you can figure out when exactly the Dissolution numbers began spiking, and where they appeared. If it’s random, then it’s random, but if there’s a pattern…well, figuring out a routine’s the best way to catch an annoying person, isn’t it?”
Picking up her bag and finishing off her miniature speech, Haruka said, “I’ll be leaving for dinner now. Just text me if you need me…but try not to do it for trivial questions, because my phone doesn’t like having a billion messages.”
Posting soon. Just saying.
He probably misunderstood the whole thing about Black Kings killing anyone who wander into their territory.
I think it's something along the lines of...
PKing by itself ISN'T a crime, because that's the whole basis of PvP. However, going out of your way to ambush people (e.g snipe them while they're unaware, rushing at them with your friends while they're alone) is looked down upon. That's why matches generally happen with equal numbers on both sides, and each side understanding that there will be a fight going on. Basically, you can kill each other without worries if you have mutual consent, but being a meanie-face and killing them while they're unaware? noplsSweeper-chankillthemall
PKing by itself ISN'T a crime, because that's the whole basis of PvP. However, going out of your way to ambush people (e.g snipe them while they're unaware, rushing at them with your friends while they're alone) is looked down upon. That's why matches generally happen with equal numbers on both sides, and each side understanding that there will be a fight going on. Basically, you can kill each other without worries if you have mutual consent, but being a meanie-face and killing them while they're unaware? noplsSweeper-chankillthemall
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