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The White Rabbit. Minako looked up at the fairly large tavern. The outfit she wore was beginning to fail against the harsh winter of this floor. Why did she choose this floor for the tournament anyway? She crossed her arms across her chest and rubbed her upper arms for warmth. The party had already started, but she was waiting for someone to arrive. She shuddered as another gust blew though the patio she was standing in. She had already seen a few participants go inside, and she gave each of them a little wave and smile before they disappeared into the warm interior. She could only just make o

Now with a source of light that they could rely on, matching up the shipping labels with the manifesto was simple. It took some time, and cautious maneuvering, to retrieve everything from the storage room without causing an avalanche of assorted cargo. Yet, the two managed to move the entirety of the shipment to the stairs with nothing more than a few scuffs on the barrels. The storm still raged on, as it had ever since they stepped foot on this floor just a couple of hours ago. The sky shattering cracks of thunder no longer muffled by the planks of the vessel, and wind carried rain pelted the

Vigilon: First thing to note, be careful if you're planning to go to Floor Five, there's something pretty serious going on in there and I haven't assessed whether or not we can handle it. Second, Feel free to watch some matches in the Clash of Blades Tournament, and don't worry, you don't only have to support me! Astralin: How have I not heard of this already?? That's it, I'm watching your next match! Hope to see you win! Vigilon: I'll do my best, it's been a crazy six weeks so far. Those Thirteen Energy Drinks were a real doozy. Krysta: Thirteen!? Heavens' mercy, how are you still aliv

She kept her arm around Jomei until he was standing upright again, and even then, let it linger a bit longer than perhaps was necessary. When she withdrew, stepping away to give the man his space, she gave a small nod. "Sure, alright, we'll stay." She hoped her voice held more conviction than her words. In truth, the idea of running away to greener pastures was incredibly appealing. She'd never considered herself a scary-cat, and she and Jomei had faced some pretty horrifying things together. But something about the twenty-ninth floor made her feel indescribably uneasy, and a warm drink by a c

Jomei the emerald duelist The White Rabbit Tavern, a good name for a bar. Always wondered if it had an Alice and Wonderland motif, or if the owner was just a fan of rabbits. The name had crossed his metaphorical desk before, though never from anyone he was familiar with. Apparently it was a popular spot for Lessa, and a spattering of other veterans. It was also built into the side of one of the floor's many snow covered mountains. A hike wasn't exactly on Jomei's agenda for today, but the promise of good drinks, and even better company

Krysta: I started this group chat to discuss events and make note of items being circulated among us. If any member of our fold is left out, any of us within can add them in. Vigilon: Thanks, Krysta! Can't believe I didn't think about starting a group chat. Krysta: By the way, I'll be giving you something soon, Vigilon. I have a feeling someone you find on your travels may need it. See you within half an hour. Vigilon: I'll stay put for your arrival, then. :) @Vigilon Receives: Vigilon has added Astralin to the group chat. Vigilon: Look who's joining us, Krysta!

Tavern Closed for Private Party "You know," Lessa began, studying the sign with her hands planted on her hips, "in the entire time I've known Alexander, I can't think of another time that he's closed the place down. He must have really taken to my post-tournament party idea. Orrrr he's going to charge me an outrageous rental fee." With a small whistle, Lessa tipped her head back to take in the White Rabbit's size. The multi-story building, with its tavern and adjoining inn, sat perched on one of the fourth floor's many snowy mountainsides. It was as enormous as it was beautiful, and in th

Because Kiyabu had taken the ‘Sanity Tablet,’ his mind was shielded from the insidious influence of the Eldritch horrors lurking in the arena. This protective measure left him blissfully unaware of the bizarre tendrils that had ensnared his opponent, Vigilon, just moments before. Yet, in the chaos of battle, perceptions were skewed, and Vigilon, grappling with the phantoms of his own mind, misinterpreted Kiyabu's demeanor. To Vigilon, it seemed as though Kiyabu had no intention or concern for a fellow player's plight, a misjudgment born of desperation and fear. Had Kiyabu seen the tendril

Vigilon looked towards his opponent. The sanity tablets seemed to help him keep his head on straight. He could see without feeling like his mind was being invaded, and yet, he could still hear that second voice in his head. "̴̙͆O̶̢͆u̷̲̎r̸͙̂ ̷̰͝o̴̖͌p̶̖͘p̵͓̽o̷̢͒r̴̩̚t̷̪͊u̵͙̓n̵͇̾ī̸̝t̷̻̽y̶͉͂ ̵̱̔h̴͓͌a̷̹̿s̸̓͜ ̷̖͊c̶̜̈́o̸̤̓m̶̺̆ẻ̶͓.̴̙̔ ̶̬͆Ṡ̴̰t̷̡̋r̷̻̐ǐ̷̜k̵̗̈́e̷̛̹ ̷̮͝n̵̠̑o̶̯͌ẘ̷̬,̵̨́ ̷̙̽s̸̢̔o̷͔͂ ̴̬̽t̷̹̆ḥ̴̛a̶̰̍t̴̰̎ ̶̮͘w̵̭̓ë̶̖́ ̴̳̐m̵̛̭a̵̟̿y̵̯͊ ̸̝͝f̴̧̈́ḭ̶̽n̷͕̈́i̸̻͋s̸̲͝ẖ̴̈ ̶̰̉t̸̺̿ḩ̴̅i̴͚͗s̶̱͒.̸̤̊"̸̗͑ Vigilon nodded, then looked to his weapon. The "eye" on the hilt opened up to l

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Thread Complete Jomei Wins! Total Words: 7992 Jomei | [Word Count: 7992/10 = 799.2] * [True Tier: 12] * [Group Factor: 0.7] = 6713*2 = 13426 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 1006 col Lessa | [Word Count: 7992/10 = 799.2] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 0.7] = 5594*2 = 11188 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 839 col

"That's my girl." Three little words, but they ripped through her with the force of a nuclear bomb. She finished the string of attacks she’d already lined up, letting momentum and muscle memory carry her through the familiar steps, but she felt the fight draining from her like water through a sieve. She didn’t want it. And as hard as she tried, as much bravado as she could muster, she simply couldn’t convince herself otherwise. A cold wind whipped between them, sending their cloaks flapping wildly, and setting a fine layer of snowflakes spiraling around their ankles. Her hair tumble

Teion kept largely to herself while the gaggle of players seemingly converged on the redhead. Keeping to herself was her default setting, after all. It was Boreas’ pointed greeting that first got a word out of her, to which she exhaled a single chuckle through her nose, flashed a crooked smile, and nodded. ”Yeah, I remember you.” She rarely forgot the face of a customer. It was Kindling’s following commentary that wiped the smile off her face and drew a sharp glance back in his direction. What was this guy’s problem? She could only guess the sudden influx of company was cramping his style.

The climax the crowd was waiting for finally came. A clash rang out, metal singing as their blades bounced off of each other. Then the final strike. Telrenya felt every muscle in her body tense up. The intention to take a step back, to swing her stance wide and let his sword catch the air where she had been standing, it was right there. But she couldn’t do it. Whether her digital body was at its limits, or Cardinal would never allow her to move that quickly in the first place, she wasn’t sure why she failed to slip out of the way. She only felt the dull, buzzing feedback in the back of her hea

Watching, waiting. The time passed, the hot sun moved. Kindling shifting only to occasionally wipe the beads of sweat that formed just past his hairline and trailed their way down. Keeping them from interfering with his focus, and his vision. Keeping count of every single one that went in, or came out and joined the rest by the campsites to drink, and cook up the various versions of sea creatures that swam in the sand as opposed to any water. Some drank from flasks or waterskins. Meaning they had a source of something in there. Be it alcohol, or perhaps a well in there. It could easily be both

A somewhat familiar, booming voice called from the crowd. Caught Lessa's attention immediately, which, of course, triggered Jomei to turn his head in their direction as well. Like playing a game of 'spot the anime protagonist' in a sea of NPCs donned in plain town clothes. His monstrous frame and chiseled face that looked like he walked right off of the cover of Aincrad's Hottest Men magazine were impossible to miss. “When I kissed you-" He was reminder of their first round fight, probably one of the only ones he had a chance to sit down and watch that week. It was.. steamy.. to say in th

After fumbling his initial attempt to take the lead in this duel, Kiyabu quickly regained his composure, his eyes locking onto Hirru, who was now pointing the tip of their sword in his direction. The gesture was both a challenge and a declaration of intent, but what truly caught Kiyabu’s attention was the familiar glint of metal in Hirru’s grasp. “Hm?” he uttered, a sound of intrigue rather than surprise. As he focused on the object, Kiyabu recognized it immediately—a set of coins strikingly similar, if not identical, to those wielded by Wulfrin during their match on Floor 5. The memory o

Even though his actions might have seemed cowardly to an outside observer, Kiyabu was anything but. He faced a foe—Vigilon—who was grappling with some unseen, eldritch influence that threatened to overwhelm him. In contrast, Kiyabu's mind was clear, having momentarily shaken free from the ominous feeling that had sought to ensnare him. Around them, the arena's atmosphere was charged with tension, punctuated only by the rumbles of the ground and the watchful eyes of their single-digit audience. These spectators, perched from on high, were savoring the spectacle of two players battling not just

She turned and started the trek back through the underbrush, retracing her steps—or trying to. The forest didn’t look the same in reverse. Shadows twisted new directions, roots she could’ve sworn she hadn’t seen before now reached across the path like tripwires. Every branch seemed more brittle. Every breeze colder. The faint triumph of the fruit faded fast. Her breath misted in front of her with every step, and the damp chill of her soaked clothes had settled into her bones. The occasional snap of a twig or rustle in the brush kept her alert, but nothing attacked. No mobs. No sudden viol

She sat there for a moment longer, glaring up at the golden fruit like it owed her rent. Her breath still came in short bursts. Her ribs protested. One of her boots had started to rub raw against her heel and now every movement sang a little song of you’re not built for this. “Just one more...” she muttered. She rolled to her feet. Hands on her knees. Then pushed herself up, one painful vertebrae at a time. She squinted at the tree, this time, she didn’t go for a running jump or try to scramble up the bark. She circled it. Found a thicker root near the back - just high enough to step

-Both players have had their desperation for victory in this battle. What started off as a duel for the two to test themselves had become a struggle to stay afloat in the relentless crashing waves of competition. Telrenya was now feeling more severely than Vigilon was, based on her response to Vigilon and his words. He hoped to encourage Telrenya, as a close match like this one would surely be a sight for the crowd to see, regardless of who wins. In Vigilon's eyes, both had been tested, with neither opponent found wanting. He could only hope the crowd would see the same, for he couldn't read m

The little girl almost flinched at Ryo’s approach. But he wasn’t a big, screeching bat, or a giant spider, or an angry wolf. So she looked up at him with wide, scared eyes and her bottom lip quivered heavily before she could get any words out. Instead, her voice just sort of blubbered and she cried fresh tears at the prospect of being rescued. Koko reached out and grabbed at the sides of Ryo’s armor, throwing herself into his lap and wailing a bunch of incoherent thoughts and feelings. She would stay like that for as long as he would let her, small hands gripping tightly at whatever part of hi