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Current No point posting your writing online if you don't care about praise.
6 yrs ago
Is the rioting and BLM brought up yet?
6 yrs ago
Honestly, I don't get the grief given to SAO when there's stuff like Mushoku Tensei where the MC actively lusts for underaged girls. And it's the most popular isekai in Japan.
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6 yrs ago
Reminder that the Pentagon just confirmed UFOs are real.
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6 yrs ago
Also, it's kinda annoying going back and forth writing short replies since I got other stuff to do and that just interrupts my rythm.

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Myrtle Bramblewood

Sen Rynta — Windy Plains


Anastasia, not ready at all for this sudden development, cowered behind Myrtle. Myrtle herself, on the other hand, was scrambling to turn herself back to Weather Mage. Thankfully, Agaue had the insight to draw the aggro of the hobgoblins to herself, buying her precious time.

"There!"

Myrtle's shirt, apron, and skirt disappeared for a short moment before being replaced by her jacket and one piece. Her ladle vanished as well, exchanged for her staff.

"I'm ready now! Agaue! Brace yourself!"

Now, she could unleash her most powerful spells right then and there but there was a chance friendly fire was now a thing, unlike in the game. And she certainly didn't want to hurt her!

And so, she opted for the least harmful spell she had.

"Flash Freeze!"

A sudden gust of cold wind enveloped both the paladin and the hobgoblins. Not enough to kill but enough to slow or even immobilize.
Hey, I'm interested! Might play a female herbalist, if that spot's open.
Basic CS skeleton:


Name:
Fran
Slothful Fran
Fran The Slothful
Fran The Careless
Fran The Exhibitionist

Age:
17

Grade:
Lord Kiburi's School for the Truly Exceptional. 2nd year

Biography:
Fran's childhood was rough, to put it lightly. Born in the slums and gutters of Rhea to a prostitute, she had to learn to survive from a young age. Fighting and running — both became second nature to her.

And she hated it.

She just wanted a quiet life with a respectable lifestyle. Not out here with these people who won't just leave her alone.

And so, the moment she obtained her power, she left her home behind. Her mother? A nuisance. She barely gave her anything growing up. She would order her to beg and steal to "help with the household". No way she would be dragged down by her in her new life.

Using her gift, she entered illegal fighting rings, winning enough that she could live a more proper life.

But it wasn't enough. She wanted to be stronger so she could live an even more comfortable life.

And so she entered "Lord" Kiburi's school. No rules to hold her down. Just survival of the fittest. She should grow stronger here, or so she believed.

Let's just hope the other students won't bother her too much.

Powers:
Core Power: Mistress of Shadows
All shadows in the world are her ally. Even you can consider a walking, breathing shadow herself. In her presence, shadows could become as free-flowing as water or as hard as steel. She could even generate Absolute Shadows, shadows that would not fade no matter how bright the light that shone on them. It was as if they were sucking the light completely, preventing it from bouncing back to any eyes that happened to look at them.

Secondary Power: Shadow Tendrils.
Form sharp tendrils from shadows to attack her enemies. Instead of micromanaging their movement, it would be more accurate to say that she gives them orders and they would execute it to the best of their abilities. It would be too much of a bother to do otherwise after all.

Secondary Power: I Too Am A Shadow
Melt herself into a puddle of shadow, allowing herself to sneak around through tight spaces and locked doors without any issue. It's really good at dodging attacks as well as in this form, only non-physical attacks would hurt her.

Secondary Power: The Shadows Live
She could mold her shadows into what she called the Shadowfolk. Sometimes she would create them as beasts to attack her enemies. Other times she would create them as simple entertainment, or a servant to help her with any tasks she needed doing.

Relationships:
Has the reputation for the laziest student in school as she mostly slept through her classes. She was also careless with her skirt, often showing her panties without a care in the world. Her unique upbringing made her quite cavalier in such matters.
Man, this brings back memories. Wonder if I should join again with another pervy character.
@PKMNB0Y@Operator Luna
Myrtle Bramblewood

Sen Rynta — Windy Plains


Unfortunately, the weather mage or culinarian was too preoccupied with her cooking to notice the hostile hobgoblins encroaching their camp. I'm fact, she was now bending over in the most unladylike manner over her roast, busy seasoning it to perfection. Anastasia stood beside her, with rumbling stomach and watering mouth.

In short, only the paladin's words alerted them of the incoming threat.

"Hmm?" Myrtle straightened herself and looked at the paladin. "What's wrong?"

She didn't answer. Instead, she ordered her to stay near and put the now cooked rabbit meat into her inventory.

"Well, if you say so." Myrtle gave her a confused look.

She carefully took out the still hot meat from her grill. Focusing her mind, she willed it to enter her inventory, and it immediately disappeared in a puff of light.

"Is something the mat—aaahhh!"

Anastasia's question was cut short as suddenly, a group of hobgoblins charged towards the party! Taking the poor girl completely by surprise!

"Myrtle!" She hugged her friend's arm.

"Y-yes, I can see them! Stand back!"

Wait, why am I saying that?! I'm still in my Culinarian outfit! I can't fight in this state!

As swiftly as she could, with trembling hand, she navigated her menu, desperately trying to change her class back to Weather Mage.

Leaving the Paladin to fight all on her own for now.
@Operator Luna@PKMNB0Y
Myrtle Bramblewood

Sen Rynta — Windy Plains


“I understand,” Myrtle smiled, putting one hand on Anastasia’s shoulder. “I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want.” But this just means I have to find a different supplier… oooh, I won’t be able to get my materials for cheap anymore!

“Exactly my point!” She patted her shoulder multiple times. “With this world now being our reality, I imagine being a culinarian would be even more important and profitable than ever!”

“Although…” She paused, tilting her head and folding her arms under her chest. “I need to buy a place for it first…”

Back in the normal game, there was no option for a player to open a restaurant. At least, not in the official sense. People would just roleplay using their houses.

I guess now you can buy whatever building you want, as long as you have the cash.

She opened her inventory, checking the amount of money she had.

Good! I still have around 100 million on the bank! That should be more than enough!

Agaue’s question brought her back to reality however.

“Huh?” She turned to face the paladin. “Well, you gotta buy a place for it first, right? Then you hire some waiters and chefs for it… Waiters could be NPCs most likely but chefs would have to be other players most likely. If my theory is correct anyway…”

That theory was, of course, that only players could produce really delicious food and dishes.

They then traveled a bit further into the wilderness, before Agaue suggested that they make camp, with Anastasia following with her recommendation for setting up a grill.

“Hmm? Make camp?”

Myrtle hadn’t realized it but the sun was rapidly sinking in the horizon. Night would come soon.

Speaking on that matter, how does the night and day cycle work in this world anyway? Is it just as fast as back in the game or is it like back at Earth?

“Great ideas, you two!” Myrtle smiled. “Although, like you said, I do hope we can just summon the grill like in the game because I certainly don’t have any grill nor the fuel for it in my inventory.”
She walked a few steps forward, before suddenly stopping in her tracks.

“Umm…” She turned backwards to look at the two girls bashfully. “How do you set up camp exactly?”

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In the end, Myrtle followed Agaue’s directions. She was tasked to set up the campfire (firewood courtesy of the Paladin) and cook the group a meal, using the rabbit meat they had just obtained.

To do that, however, she had to switch her equipment around to her culinarian set. After all, her mage outfit wouldn’t give her any stats relating to cooking. Thankfully, the quick change command seemed to still work.

“Hmm, let’s see… open this, open this, and then go here, and there!”

A flash of light covered her body, stripping her clothes from top to bottom. Then, another set of clothes manifested in place of it, which was a beige shirt, dark miniskirt, and a brown apron. And instead of a staff, she held a ladle instead.

In short, it was a look far more ordinary than before.

She then accessed her menu once more. Her eyes didn’t take long to find the button that would open the crafting menu for culinarian.

Well, here goes nothing!

She pressed it and with a poof, the grill appeared.

"It works!" She jumped with excitement.

She looked back at her menu. Scrolling through the list, she selected the recipe for a simple rabbit barbeque.

Only to find that it only listed the ingredients. There was no option to cook it.

Huh. I guess they want me to cook it manually. That's a bummer.

...Wait. Even though I don't know how to cook irl, I know how to do it here. I'm sure of it!

It was hard to explain the epiphany she just experienced. It was as if she just drew into memories and experiences she never had before. Just like when she cast her spells.

And so she began to work. She lit up the firewood Agaue had gathered before putting the grill above it. Instinctively, she knew just how much fire the dish would require and she made sure the firewood burned exactly as much as she wanted it to be.

Hmm, the required ingredients menu doesn't show anything about the oil or the spices. I guess technically you can have a grilled rabbit steak without any of those. I don't imagine it would cook that well though.

But these memories of mine… it tells me exactly how to make a five star rabbit meat dish.

...I see. So the quality range is much bigger now. Just like in real life.

She nodded sagely as she had a conversation with herself in her head.

Thankfully, she did carry spices and plant oil with her. Without hesitation, she utilized them in her cooking.

It didn't take long at all until the smell of cooked meat filled the camp.

And it was a delicious, mouth-watering one.
@mattmanganon
Sorry, but I'm no longer interested in this rp. Thank you for everything.
@Izurich
Wait, that's what I thought. That's why I asked for the bio since I assumed the GM would be the one making the character.

I wasn't offering myself to play as the Chosen.
Interested in this. Do you have a bio for the Chosen?
@PKMNB0Y@Operator Luna
Myrtle Bramblewood

Sen Rynta — Windy Plains


“You can’t, huh?” Myrtle nodded sagely with her hands folded under her chest. “Yeah. You must be some sort of a sick person to be able to cut other humans that easily.” She then smiled. “Unlike you, of course!”

‘“But of course—” She continued, still with the same smile. “—animals, like you said, are a different matter. Especially the big, scary ones!”

Myrtle didn’t say it but she was very much excited on the prospect of throwing her spells at really big monsters like Behemoths or Dragons.

“Hmm, what I need? I don’t particularly need anything right now…” Her eyes wandered as she cocked her head to the side. “Well, if we’re talking about how I usually make my money, the materials I need would come from the high level zones far away from here. I don’t think we can teleport there anymore, meaning, we have to get there the usual way. The hard way.”

“Although…” She straightened herself, flashing another smile to the paladin. “Now that the game has become reality, people would want to eat good food. As in, delicious food, not just food that gives them high stat buffs. So, maybe, I’ll open up a restaurant of some sort?”

Their conversation was then interrupted by Anastasia, who had finished skinning her rabbit.

“Oh?” Myrtle looked at the rabbit meat. “Yes! I think I can use that! That would be a good starting test!”

She took the meat off her hands and then stored it inside her inventory. “Now!” She clapped her hands. “I just need a quiet place to start cooking! Preferably somewhere safe!”
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