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4 yrs ago
Current God Bless the USA! Happy 4th Everyone! (though admittedly a day late)
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4 yrs ago
Oh yay-- the status bar has turned into Twitter again... My favorite.
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4 yrs ago
Damn dude-- don't remind me what's been taken from us.... I seriously miss that game.
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4 yrs ago
Imagine not using maple syrup to sweeten your coffee.
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5 yrs ago
AFTER MUCH TIME-- LIFE RELEASES MINE GONADS FROM ITS CRUEL VICE...... YA BOI RETURNS!
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Mason Drake


@Jollan@Rai@geurls
As all but his hearing returned, Mason realized with horror that his blade he no effect. Looking up, he saw a spear of blood shoot through the bandit, "Dremmick!!! How could you?!?!?!?!?!? She wasn't a threat!!!" he screamed, clearly shock by the display of brutality. Even more appalling, was how the Oro girl reacted, saying something that Mason couldn't hear, she clearly seemed to disregard the death of the very person that fought alongside them, instead turning and lunging forward in an attempt to kill the now incapacitated old woman as Mason looked on in horror. At the last moment, a red chain wrapped about the limp body of the all-seer, before yanking her out of the way.

Though his lack of mercy was repulsive, Dremmick had saved the old lady from the scythe wielding oro. As he breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden thought hit Mason, if the enemy only wanted the lady... They could be drawn away from his comrades!!!

His blade exploding with a black flame, he drove his weapon through the head of the smaller basilisk, before running toward Dremmick and grabbing the old lady.

"I got her!" he shouted to his comrades as he threw the unconscious woman over his shoulder. Running forward, Mason ripped his sword out of the freshly slain serpent, quickly sheathing it as he shot out through the hole in the ceiling.


@Zeroth
SHIT. This was obviously not your average wisp, was it a lvl 2 like Jason? Right now, it didn't matter; all that mattered was survival. If that wisp got that mana crystal, it would be game over.

Unless....

Taking a gamble, Jason activated [Stone Shot I] again, this time using his own digestive fluids as ammunition. As the glob of stomach acid sailed toward the wisp, Jason lunged over the edge, and onto the inclined section of his tunnel. Remembering back to the level up screen, he remembered he had an undeveloped shape-shifting skill, if he could manage to manifest it here, it may just save his slimy skin. As membrane touched rock, the slime attempted to take the shape of a ball, constantly oscillating his weight in order to gain even more speed; he rolled as fast as he could to the bottom of the incline. Moments before crossing into his main tunnel, Jason consumed one of his mana crystals. Just as he crossed into the main section of his tunnel, he used [Rock Spire I] to block the top half of the opening into the newer section of tunnel before lunging over to his storage as he once again consumed a crystal. Snatching up the Tainted mana crystal, Jason whipped around, activating [Tremor Sense I]; as to be able to locate the wisp with pinpoint accuracy, as well as readying [Stone Shot I], using the tainted crystal as ammo.

The second that little puffball Fucker showed it's face, it was gonna get belted.


Hobgoblin Ren
Hunting >>> Prepwork >>> Hunting /// Early Mourning >>> Late Mourning // Day 5

@Jangel13

His quarry was nearby, now all he needed to do was prepare. From what he had been told, these creatures hunted in packs, which Ren knew he couldn't take; he had to thin their numbers.

Quietly, the Hobgoblin gathered and sharpened reasonably sturdy sticks, before planting them in the ground at around 45 degree angles in multiple spots. Once he place around 20 of these, he used bushes to conceal each planted spear; hopefully, if the wolves tried to chase him, they would impale themselves on these traps.

Next, Ren took half of a nearby hollow log, and began to dig several pits, spaced out around his trapping area. Each pit roughly 4 feet deep, the ingenious trapper then collected more sturdy sticks, sharpened them, and outfitted each pit with around a dozen spikes before concealing his pitfalls. The leftover dirt was then pushed to the exact center of Ren's staging area, being packed down, and pushed into the shape of a platform.

Finally, his preparations were complete, all that was left was to find these creatures; and so, after taking careful note of where his traps were placed, he continued searching for the wolves.



@Zeroth
Alarms started going off in Jason's head. How the fuck did he not notice he had been followed? Was he going to die a second time? To a mere wisp at that?

Time seemed to stop as thoughts raced through his head. He was nearly out of options, and the wisp's second shot would likely kill him. Forcing as much mana as he could into [Stone Shot I], he launched his half-eaten goblin hand at the wisp, hoping it would at least block the mana orb.

The same moment the hand left his membrane, Jason sucked himself down, before throwing himself forward with everything he had, whilst simultaneously flattening out, attempting to dive under and behind the wisp; hoping, praying, that his plan would work.


Mason Drake


@Jollan@Rai@geurls@Brithwyr
The world around Mason seemed to move so fast, Dremmick became encased in ice, the scythe girl seemed to phase about the room, attempting to kill the old lady, only to be thrown back.

As the Oro girl's scythe dissapeared, an intoxicating song began to escape her lips. Mason felt his mind slowly slipping from his grasp. What was this? Rising to his feet like a puppet controlled by inivisible strings, he began to stumble toward the strange warrior.

As he drew closer to her, something once again stirred deep with Mason, followed by an incredible headache. Dropping his sword, and falling to his knees in agony, his hands shakily raised to his head, gripping the sides until his knuckles turned white. IT HAD TO STOP. Slowly, Mason's fingers slid into his ears, driving harder, and further until blood ran down his cheeks. The world turned silent. For the moment, he was free.

Looking about, he realized that the song was not only affecting him, but his friends as well. Even worse, the Tyro bandit was moments from being set free. It was a gamble, but there was only one option; clenching his eyes shut for but a moment, he cast the only spell he dared risk . When they opened once more, his green eyes had been replaced with those akin to that of a shark, those in the room would find themselves rapidly being robbed of their senses, until finally.... Nothing.

Though Smother was perhaps his most proficient spell, he still had far to go. As the world disappeared from the others, so too, did it disappear from Mason; who quickly snatched up his sword before his sight had left him. As the world went dark, bodies became whispy white shapes, though Mason had heard that seraphim had the ability to see souls, he'd never been able to do it before. He slowly began to crawl toward the enemies, knowing that without his sense of touch, trying to stand would be a fool's errand. As he got within reach of his foes, Mason shifted onto his knees, ignited his sword, and swung his blade three times, once at the base of each basilisk's head, and once at the hand of the Oro.
@Jangel13 No reaction from Gatoven over my proclamation to prove myself?
@Darked13 as is every plan, no?
@Darked13 actually a fake tactical retreat, designed to make wolves run into spears that were set up before Ren engages them

And possibly a pitfall trap or two
Someone post so I have something nice and shiny to read!


I would, I'm just waiting on an update my guy
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