Apr 16, 2017 20:34:41 GMT -5
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Post by cosimia on Apr 16, 2017 19:31:18 GMT -5
[attr="class","nv"] [attr="class","nv1"]  [attr="class","nv2"]  [attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling. [attr="class","nv4"]CURRENTLY EQUIPPED --
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STELLAR FLARE | [attr="class","mv"] [attr="class","mv1"]getting stuck in a game where you can't escape and can die in the real world wasn't exactly the young lady's plan when she first logged in, but it couldn't be all that bad, right? after all, she'd already made some 'friends' in the world that they called gargantua. maybe friends was too strong of a word for the group of three girls who met outside of the dungeon. cosimia felt like this had real potential to be a bonding event though. fighting scary, large monsters that might end more than just the life of their character? yeah, a total bonding event. friends seemed like both a good and bad thing to gain in this world. you'd have people to watch your back in situations, but at the same time, you'd have people that you could lose at any moment if they weren't careful. some win. some loss. there would always be loss.
the astralmancer shivered, wrapping her arms around herself, as she walked down the path that led into the dungeon. it's amazing how different the outside world is from the world inside here. the girl blew out a breath of warm air, letting out a small cloud. being in the game for only a short time, cosimia was still in awe of how detailed this game was. it was like it wasn't even a game.
"okay!" she called out, her voice echoing against the rocks. slightly turning her head to the side she spoke to the other two women she was partying up with. "you guys ready? let's get down to business!" |
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Post by HOURGLASS on Apr 16, 2017 23:54:16 GMT -5
| when everyone had entered into the game no one had ever expected to later call this mystical world their home. or at the very least no one had raised their hands to confess to such information when the bomb had landed. the shock of this new reality had come and gone with time, numbing the system to reluctant acceptance. it was far from all bad when ignoring the sudden displacement and looming death hanging over every shoulder when venturing away from safe zones. this world was quite beautiful for all its worth, a masterpiece of it’s own right despite it being a virtual jail cell. with a stream of smoke pouring from parted lips, settling a nervous hand that hadn’t stopped shaking since stepping foot into the dungeon, eliza couldn’t help but notice the scenery before her. it’d be hard to turn a blind eye to it ; how vastly different it was from what the three girls had left behind. whether any of them wanted to admit it aloud or not, they had just entered a place where one (or very well all) of them could die if luck chose to forsake them. “ as ready as i’ll ever be,” she spoke, words directed towards one of the two women within the party. “ i’m feeling rather lucky today, so here’s hoping we get something good.” it was a white lie to keep their spirits up. she wasn’t feeling any luckier than she normally would, but they didn’t need to know that. she had wanted to say that this was a nice place to die as far as scenery goes. however, eliza bit her tongue, swiftly sweeping that thought to the back of her mind. |
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Apr 17, 2017 1:56:29 GMT -5
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Post by REIGN on Apr 17, 2017 1:52:31 GMT -5
 She hated the snow. It was a little ironic since she shared a name with the shit that covered the ground every winter where she lived. It was the same every year for as long as she has been alive. Adults and children would always comment on her name either saying how pretty it was or how she must be happy with sharing a name with such a pretty part of the holiday season. She wasn't happy in the slightest. What was fun about shoveling through over ten feet of frozen water almost every day of the season? Why would she be happy about freezing her ass off each time she stepped outside? What was pretty about seeing ice everywhere only to slip and fall on her ass? Reign wanted to guess that it would be a little different this time around since she was in a video game and not in her real, awkward body. She wouldn't be able to feel the cold or almost slip on the ice like she would in the real world. But boy was she wrong... Instead, she was freezing her ass off and had almost slipped and fell face first in the ice one too many times for her liking. She was hating this already and they had not even stepped into the dungeon. The only saving grace was that she had somehow ended up with two girls and nothing said girl bonding like getting murdered together. "Let's hope luck also means getting us out of here alive." The cold air was seeping into her armor and clothing causing her teeth to chatter. "Let's hurry and start before the weather kills us instead of what's inside." She would rather die a horrible death by a giant snow yeti then let the snow kill her. cosimia HOURGLASS mmm i'll add a template later.....
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Apr 17, 2017 3:58:47 GMT -5
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Post by cosimia on Apr 17, 2017 3:58:20 GMT -5
[attr="class","nv"] [attr="class","nv1"] [attr="class","nv2"] [attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling. [attr="class","nv4"]CURRENTLY EQUIPPED --
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STELLAR FLARE | [attr="class","mv"] [attr="class","mv1"]if she were speaking honestly, laramie wasn't afraid of dying. at least not here. the game had only just begun, and this was only the first floor of the dungeon. maybe the team of women was also low leveled, but cosimia had no reason to believe that this would be different than any other mmo she'd tried out before (besides the fact that she was stuck here): the first boss would always be easy peasy to take out.
with the ground blanketed in white, cosimia wanted nothing more than to build a snowman in the frosty fortress. this wasn't the time for that, though. maybe when they were finished slaying whatever beasts came their way, the young woman would ask her two companions if they wanted to play in this winter wonderland before they left.
almost as if on queue, the sound of growling pulled the astralmanster out of her snowy dreams. "looks like it's snow time." the attacker couldn't help but chuckle at her own joke as it fled her lips. she released her chain from its resting place around her waist and snapped the metal taut. nothing was going to stop her here. she wasn't yet ready to be cut down. |
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Apr 17, 2017 23:25:47 GMT -5
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Post by HOURGLASS on Apr 17, 2017 23:25:47 GMT -5
| stilling her hand had been a much harder task than she’d realized. it had calmed down for a moment, but the second her focus left to the two girls at her sides it went back to it’s own intention. eliza couldn’t figure out why. fear, while present, didn’t rule over her thoughts. if it had she surely wouldn’t be venturing deeper into this dungeon. maybe, she thought, it was due to this quiet rumbling ; an ache in the pit of her stomach that made her feel light and heavy all at once. a fight (with what she wasn’t sure) was inevitable the second they all stepped foot here. just beyond the heavy snow and jagged rocks lay something, hidden in waiting to be triggered. before eliza could comment on the passing joke or encourage the two that they surely were getting close to something she heard the growl. she followed cosimia’s initiative, retrieving her side arm with the same hand that had continued to give her trouble. “ lets follow the sound,” she starts, taking two steps in the general direction of the noise before stopping midway. “ unless you both think otherwise.” there was a tone in her voice that made her lips part to laugh. she nearly sung the words as they left her mouth, “ if you’re getting cold feet, just let me know.” teasing strangers wasn’t nearly as fun as friends; but soon enough they’d bond over their struggles whether they liked it or not. |
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Post by REIGN on Apr 18, 2017 0:30:06 GMT -5
The thought of the battle to come was leaving a strange mixture of anxiousness and excitement. When she had first come into the game, she had loved everything about it. Fighting monsters, doing quests, and earning whatever she could in order to advance to the next level. The fighting system had been her favorite mechanic and learning the ins and outs of her class abilities is what made the game even more exciting. But now that she was here, fighting added a new sense of danger to the mix. If her health dropped to zero, she would die. There wasn't anything enjoyable about being trapped here for god knows how long with no way of escaping unless one died. She loved the game but she didn't love the game. She wasn't ready to die by whatever was lurking in this shitty ass dungeon. But there was no way she was going to stand by and wait while everyone was twiddling their thumbs waiting for some miracle. It was why she was even going into this dungeon anyway. If beating bosses got them closer to getting out then she would try to join whatever raids she could. So lost in her thoughts, Reign almost didn't hear the growls coming from further inside. Sadly she did hear very clearly the puns that her party members were saying. "Is this the part where I regret my decision coming here?" Reign stared blankly at the two other women not quite believing that in the face of danger, they were managing to think of snow puns. The puns were terrible and she had to resist the urge to cringe. However, if it helped lightened the mood and got rid of the nerves that were coming, she would play along. "Let's hurry up before I freeze my snowballs off standing here." God, she hoped whatever was lurking in the dungeon would end up killing her in the end for even participating in the puns. With a hand on her weapon, she walked forward with the other two with a frown on her face. "I don't see anything yet but I know we all heard the growl right?"cosimia HOURGLASS about that template tho.......
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Post by cosimia on Apr 18, 2017 1:34:54 GMT -5
[attr="class","nv"] [attr="class","nv1"] [attr="class","nv2"] [attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling. [attr="class","nv4"]CURRENTLY EQUIPPED --
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STELLAR FLARE | [attr="class","mv"] [attr="class","mv1"]"i definitely heard it, but all icy is snow!" the astralmancer grinned at the continued use of puns between them. the flow of jokes between the women was relaxing as they ventured deeper into the cavern.
while the jokes helped to raise morale, this was no time for letting her guard down. cosimia knew that something lurked around this dungeon. not only could she tell from the growls, but it simply felt like something was watching her. the sound of something sharp scratching against rock drew her attention upwards.
quick reflexives saved her from certain death. as her eyes traveled to look up towards the noise, cosimia's heart leaped out of her chest. an icy wolf, its jaws wide open hoping to get the taste of flesh, had jumped from above. the only thing that saved her was shoving the chain into the wolf's mouth. nevertheless, she had fallen, her back against the ground. the wolf pinned her down, chomping on her chain, trying to break the metal and sink its teeth into her skull. "a little help would be ice right now!" she couldn't help it.
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Apr 18, 2017 3:05:52 GMT -5
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Post by HOURGLASS on Apr 18, 2017 3:04:57 GMT -5
| her intent for humor in a situation such as this wasn’t planned. it was foreign, a partial out of body experience as the joke left her lips in dry laughter. everything about this new world was strange, invoking her to repress parts of her former self for someone different. someone who willingly partied up with strangers for a life or death mission ; someone who, despite all else, felt optimistic for the events ahead. someone who laughed at her own bad puns and couldn’t contain a smile as the others followed. eliza kept pace with her companions, falling to silence in order to keep full attention on their surroundings. it was when her mind was blank that she felt the full extent of the cold ; nipping at her skin and clawing down to her bones. whatever beasts called this place home surely would be a handful if their environment were to give any hints. she hadn’t caught sight of the wolf when it had leaped, crashing down on cosimia, chain in mouth to stop its assault. the sound of a body crashing to hard ground had muted, disappearing into rhythmic noise of metal hitting teeth. former instinct would have been to run, to seek shelter somewhere far from this place -- five shots of her pistol aimed directly at the ice wolves head, two of which missing its desired target. the yelp of the wolf confirmed she had dealt some type of damage to its body. with a new threat and pain rushing through its body the wolf gave up its futile attempt to break the chain, leaping from the girls fallen body to a safer distance. a wolf without its pack was as good as dead, but any animal who found itself cornered like this was as dangerous as any. with her gun still pointed towards the wolf eliza made her way to cosimia’s side, extending a hand for the girl to grab if she so wished. “ i commend your efforts with that last pun,” she said, “ but i’d rather not see anyone get frostbite so soon in our adventure.” |
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Post by REIGN on Apr 19, 2017 20:24:27 GMT -5
[attr="class","ooops4"] [attr="class","ooops2"] [attr="class","ooops4"] | [attr="class","ooops1"]Personally she wasn't the type of person to participate in something as silly as making snow puns. If she were back in the real world, she would have gotten up and left. While she could still do so, something about the atmosphere put her in a better mood. Her company was interesting but not terrible. It was better than some of the other parties that she had grouped up with. The growl alerted her too late and the next thing she knew, Cosimia was on the floor getting attacked by an ice wolf. She hesitated a split-second too late and it was almost like watching everything in slow motion. It was always this way. No matter how confident she was in her abilities, there was always that tiny speck of fear that one false mood would kill her. Or maybe she wouldn't be fast enough to save someone else. She was a defender for a reason. What was a defender if they weren't doing their job? Her musings were broken when shots rang out near her causing her to instantly grab her sword. As Hourglass was helping the other woman from the floor, Reign stepped in front of the two with a frown on her face. She wasn't going to let her herself be surprised like that again. If she had been stunned by something this small, she wasn't going to last when they ran into the boss. They didn't have the luxury to be caught off guard later. Reign beat her fist against her sword creating a loud ringing to echo through the cavern. A wide smirk appeared on her face as the wolf faced her as her skill created aggro. Just as the wolf charged, she raised her sword high into the air and prepared to swing. "Allow me to break the ice." With a loud shout, she swung her sword down, slashing the wolf straight into the ground. The combined damage of the shots and slash damage caused the wolf to die, its body bursting into a bunch of pixels. "Ice, ice baby~ Dun dun dun dun da da dum dum~" out of characterIce is back with my brand new invention | [attr="class","ooops4"] [attr="class","ooops3"] [attr="class","ooops4"] |
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Apr 26, 2017 0:24:19 GMT -5
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Post by cosimia on Apr 26, 2017 0:23:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","nv"] [attr="class","nv1"] [attr="class","nv2"] [attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling. [attr="class","nv4"]CURRENTLY EQUIPPED --
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STELLAR FLARE | [attr="class","mv"] [attr="class","mv1"]hourglass came to the rescue! the other attacker pulled out a gun, shooting five bullets towards the wolf that was trying to maul her. it was enough to make the wolf jump off its prey, pixels spilling out of the bullet wounds, but it wasn't enough to take it down for good. cosimia grabbed the hand offered to her and stood up.
reign took this time to finish off what hourglass had started. in seconds, the defender turned the ice wolf into nothing but mere pixels. there wasn't even a sign that the wolf had existed in the first place. the predator was gone, but the astralmancer knew that this was only the beginning of the onslaught of attacks that were sure to come as that further pressed into the dungeon.
"where there's one wolf, there's a pack. hopefully there's not snow many more that we can't fight them." cosimia let out another pun in hopes to make the group feel more relaxed after their first opponent. the woman didn't know how the other two felt, but the attack had definitely shook her. she hadn't been ready for the attack. things would be different now. her guard could not be let down, not when her life was on the line. cosimia didn't want to become pixels like that wolf.
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Post by HOURGLASS on Apr 29, 2017 21:22:38 GMT -5
| At the feeling of the womans hand against hers Eliza’s attention was pulled, briefly, from the ice wolf staring them down to her companion for the evening. She was, to say the least, happy she had gotten to the womans side in time, driving the wolf away from the young girl to give her a moment to breath and collect herself. While her guard was still up Eliza could relax knowing the other woman stood between them. Only when she heard the woman shout, the loud thud of the sword she carried slamming into the wolf, did Eliza let her attention return to what was once their biggest problem. Cosimia’s voice, her well made pun and advice given to the group brought a small smile to her face. At least in the face of death this girl seemed capable of composing herself. But, still. “ Hey, are you okay?” her voice was low as she asked Cosimia the simple question. While she didn’t know her, nor Reign, well the concern for their well-being was genuine. “ Puns aside, you did almost get mauled by a dog. Are you hurt?” she continued, lips quirked up in a half-smile, “ and I’m not just asking because I can’t think of an ice pun... Promise.” |
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Post by REIGN on Apr 30, 2017 23:40:30 GMT -5
[attr="class","ooops4"] [attr="class","ooops2"] [attr="class","ooops4"] | [attr="class","ooops1"] “Everyone okay?” Reign lifted her sword off the ground from where she had attacked the wolf, swinging around to stare at her party members. As far as she knew, none of them were really healers and whatever health they lost was going to be detrimental to them once they got the boss. This wasn’t going to the only monster they fought as they went through the dungeon. They needed to watch their health and that meant not getting caught off guard again. She heard the pun from Cosimia and knew the other was fine. As Hourglass helped her up, Reign took the time to look around the area in the chance that any more monsters were going to show up. The wolf and their attacks had been loud so she wouldn’t be surprised if more enemies decided to show up to see what the noise was about. And just as that thought hit her, more growling came from up ahead as about three other wolves appeared. With their fur raised and jaws opened wide to reveal their sharp teeth, they looked like they were about to pounce at any moment. Reign readied her sword and waited until the two girls were ready to go, standing in front of her party members in the chance the wolves started their attack. “Looks like the pack is coming. We better take care of these three before more show up. I have your backs this time.” She was the defender of the group so she was going to do her job this time. out of characterI BELIEVE IN US | [attr="class","ooops4"] [attr="class","ooops3"] [attr="class","ooops4"] |
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May 15, 2017 16:47:30 GMT -5
Post by cosimia on May 15, 2017 16:47:30 GMT -5
[attr="class","nv"] [attr="class","nv1"] [attr="class","nv2"] [attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling. [attr="class","nv4"]CURRENTLY EQUIPPED --
BEGINNER CHAIN WHIP
BEGINNER MEDIUM ARMOR
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WITCHING HOUR
SUPERNOVA
STELLAR FLARE | [attr="class","mv"] [attr="class","mv1"]"no harm done!" cosmia said to her to companions dusting herself off. but it didn't mean it was going to stay that way for long. three more wolves appeared, growling, snarling, and foaming at the mouth. this was going to make for a more interesting fight, but at least the group was ready to go now. there wouldn't be anymore surprises; they couldn't afford them. reign was right with her words: they'd need to take these three out as quickly as possible before even more showed up.
with reign at her front and hourglass to her side, this was where the dungeon really began. throwing her arm into the air, a bright beam of light struck the ground where the wolves stood. while the middle wolf was stuck in place, the two wolves beside it were slowed, but still charged closer to the girl's. cosimia's whip was in her hand, but she stood in place, waiting for the other girl's to make their moves before she acted again.
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