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While the others were busy getting all sentimental and stuff, Jeeves loaded another of his sample collection quarrels and fired, snaring a bit of digital flesh for further analysis and consideration. If any of them noticed, they said nothing. And why would they even be watching? He'd learned long ago how best to play to expectations, and that most often meant overlooking him completely. Hardly needing system support, he was already invisible in most crowded rooms, certainly with certain other people around. This crew would be his camouflage. Useful, even likeable, they served his needs a
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Ever dart impact left a black-ish green marring on the mob's outer skin, making him wonder what actually lay beneath. Did mobs even have internal anatomy? If they did, the ramifications were interesting. Was it always there, or only reveal itself as the layers above were exposed and peeled back? While this was hardly the mob to be exploring such notions with, it did give him some ideas as to what experiments might be possible. Habishinu's tongue provided a vector from which to trace the potential progress of toxins or even virulent disease. It was only in that moment that he realized
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"These drops are fascinating," Jeeves commented, inspecting the lanky tongue provided as prize for Hebishinu's defeat. "It mimics some of the abilities from my latest prototype. Could they be combined? Shame that they seem to be single use, but I suppose we could always return to farm the thing." Running his thick leather gloves through ruddy brown locks, Jeeves' mind was abuzz with potential and possibilities. "Freyd, didn't this thing used to grant paralysis, or am I thinking of a different mob drop? Some of the older guild records get all jumbled, and can be hard to follow up ac
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Grindstone | [1 Token] -3 Field Boss Post Count requirements; reduces this value to a minimum of 1 post. Stacks with Spyglass. Applicable for one Field Boss Spawn, after which the buff expires.
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Where the blast wave rocked the others off their feet, Jeeves was fully bowled over, rolling ass over tea kettle until a tree stump 'conveniently' broke his momentum. "Oww! Dammit. Stupid snek thingy!" Scrambling back onto his feet, the battle was already unfolding into pure mayhem, or has he often preferred to think of it: normal. Ever since joining up with Firm Anima, at Quaestor's urging, he'd been sent on increasingly difficult and dangerous missions. Freyd seemed to think him suited for them, and at first he'd protested, like he protested just about everything. It was his p
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Tugging his sleeve down to conceal his newly minted mechanical arsenal, even Jeeves' joy was difficult to suppress. He'd spent a week pouring over all of the details with Ren, scrounging parts or having them custom fabricated by different craftsman to prevent anyone from stealing his designs. Still, all the manic energy had been worth it to wrap the finished device around his wrist and test load it with a dummy dart. He'd spent hours just calibrating the sight and testing it on clay pots and glass bottles line up behind Quaestor's shop - much to Miri's chagrin. "Yeah. I think we're go
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Where Ren charged the angel head on, Jeeves was already scheming to deny it access to the skies. Dodging right, in case the field came with its own tricks for players foolish enough to cluster around the boss, his bolts lanced through the air to perforate the mob's feathered wings with impunity. "Foyle! Take care of the other side. If we can keep it down, it'll be just like the wasp queen!" He could already see the archer moving to the far field, bow at the ready for a run and gun effort. Freyd was closing the pincer on the mob from behind, his hammer eager to meet Ren's anvil
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Sliding through a field of loose gravel as he moved to get a clear shot, Jeeves timed it just well enough to catch a glimpse of red among purple and fire. Planting his forward foot hard into unstable ground gave him just enough purchase to slow and stop on a pivot, whirling a full three-sixty while he reloaded and fired again. The game's firing algorithms made it easier, tracking in lead time to setup a reticule for ridicule, which he promptly took advantage of every time. Why wouldn't he? The phoenix, meanwhile, was looking rather dour, having been beat up before it could do much of a
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Grindstone | [1 Token] -3 Field Boss Post Count requirements; reduces this value to a minimum of 1 post. Stacks with Spyglass. Applicable for one Field Boss Spawn, after which the buff expires.
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"Floor Nine. Yogan Village." Each member of the squad repeated the words, vanishing one by one to travel from one unbearable hellhole to another. But, whereas the former would suck the moisture from your bones, parch the skin until it flaked off, then bleach your bones, this one would just melt you in a pool of molten magma or fill your lungs with toxic fumes. Verdicts were out on which was worse, but neither received especially fond reviews. "Firebird, right? Hey, Ren. Isn't your familiar a phoenix? Is this where you found it?" Ren shook his head in the negative. "I found
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Unlike his counterparts, Jeeves seemed completely unphased by their netherworld passage, emerging on the blistering side with arm raised and aim already set. A subtle twang and yelp as his bolt found its mark, the mob having not even revealed its presence or proximity to the rest. "Found it." Voice cold and self-assured as he swiftly reloaded, already dreaming up designs for his next prototype. Something with self-loading or repeating capacity would be nice. "Underbelly would be softest, but you might all just as well punch through its exoskeleton. This one's not so tough that it cou
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"There. That should add a bit of oomph while also mitigating recoil. I just hope it doesn't compromise accuracy in exchange." Tuning out Ren's worry-warting, Jeeves checked the rest of his gear to ensure that he had everything ready to go. Still statistically behind the others, he cared little so long as they kept up their carries. Their recent bouts with the knights had also taught him a lesson about patience and caution, as a small sample taken suddenly ruptured and spawned a whole "Hey, Freyd. Whatever happened to you after that Spectral tossed your hide overboard on twenty nine.
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[EV-PP-F29] Other Peoples' Messes <<Fatal Error: Act 1>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Thread Closing: @Simmone received 2 guild tokens as treasurer of Firm Anima (4 members) Freyd receives: 11,917 EXP (Word Count [3214/5*18] + 3% Guild Rank bonus) 1,841 col (0 page [0] + 3% Guild Rank bonus + 15% P5 Reward [1787]) 1 mon 1 guild token T4 Rare Trinket 245782 Foyle receives: 2,648 EXP (Word Count [3214/5*4] + 3% Guild Rank bonus) 1 mon 1 guild token Rencesvals receives: 2,648 EXP (Word Count [3214/5*4] + 3% Guild Rank bonus) 12,576 col (0 page [0] + Loot [12210] + 3% Guild Rank bonus) 4 Materials (Loot [4]) 1 mon 1 guild token -
[EV-PP-F29] Other Peoples' Messes <<Fatal Error: Act 1>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Rolling beneath Ren's clumsy strides and round Freyd's general aura of mob decimation, Jeeves practically ignored the mob itself in favour of his prize. The dart, still plainly stuck in the rubble wall a few feet away offered untold alchemical potential that he might harness for any number of effects, some more dubious than others. Jeeves didn't care. He wanted it. And that was enough. Tumbling through the battlefield, earning a few stray shards of glass in his sides for his trouble, he finally reached out to claim his prize, when the sample vial suddenly exploded, spawning an entir -
[EV-PP-F29] Other Peoples' Messes <<Fatal Error: Act 1>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
"Hah! Gotcha, now I just need to... GAH!" The Knight resumed its thrashing and flailing, Freyd and Ren's latest efforts to incapacitate it finally faltering. Only just about to claim his prize, one of the giant warrior's whipping segmented glass chains snapped to ground shattering the very vial he'd snuck around so diligently to collect. "Mother F..." Another tentacle chain blow forced him to reel and retreat, firing a wayward shot that somehow beaned the Knight squarely in the chest, embedding his sampling dart in the wall of the ruined tower where Foyle had chosen to perch. -
[EV-PP-F29] Other Peoples' Messes <<Fatal Error: Act 1>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
"That's it... that's it... just a little further and... #$H@#$HKJ! Frikkin do-gooders. The Knight was right where I needed him." Glass shrapnel sprayed in a wide arc overhead as most of the Spectral Knight's javelin shots were parried by the Whisper's blade... straight towards him. Partially flattered that he'd not been spotted, Jeeves was mostly irked that he needed to waste more time lining up another shot. I only have a few of these bolts and can't waste them. Thoughts kept to himself, the youngster fixed his goggles after falling prone had knocked them sideways on his fa -
[EV-PP-F29] Other Peoples' Messes <<Fatal Error: Act 1>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Grumbling in silence, Jeeves ambled up a nearby ruined wall, careful not to lose his footing in the process. If he drew this thing's attention, he was just dead. Splat. Roll credits. There was no in between, based on what little he'd seen of the Spectral Knights so far. But their cloning ability, that had some seriously interesting potential. If she could only somehow get a sample from a knight and deconstruct the code, or replicate the effect. He chuckled at the double meaning, even while skulking up into high shadows and cover. "Straight on fights are for the birds." Glancing -
[PP-F27] Great Balls of Fire <<Ravana's Revenge>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Blinking comically enlarged eyes seen through the lenses of his goggles, Jeeve's wild hair and face were as thoroughly covered as Foyle's, while Freyd and Wulfrin were both relatively untouched. Spitting out the soil he'd unintentionally inhaled, he began the extensive effort required to dust himself off before surrendering to futility and focusing only around his mouth instead. "Didn't this used to be a lot harder?" Given the drastic level boost experienced by Foyle and himself in the wake of Diwali, the claim wasn't entirely off. Both men has skipped over an entire tier in leveling, -
[PP-F27] Great Balls of Fire <<Ravana's Revenge>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Maybe it was the upper ground he'd held prior to them getting dimensionally dumped. Or, maybe the system just hated him. Either way, Jeeves found his footing missing, and gravity rapidly reasserting control as he free-fell a few inches just as he struggled to finish his reload. "Hard and fast? What are we even..." Sword swings and arrows flying by his ears had him ducking and crouching, worrying more about his own hide than some clumsy firebird. A cloud of ash told every one else where he'd landed, fortunately spared the blindness due to his ever-present goggles. Leaping forwar -
[PP-F27] Great Balls of Fire <<Ravana's Revenge>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Firing his own shot an instant after Foyle fired his, Jeeves conspired to take advantage of the boss' distraction. As its floating arms converged and blocked the archer's attack, his own went unopposed. Catching the demon in the ribs, the special bolt he'd fired exploded into shrapnel that tore it to pieces and should have shredded the last of its health bar to pieces, but... didn't? "That just ain't right," Jeeves eeped, panicking mildly from his hiding place and scrambling to reload with haste that wasn't planned or expected. "That thing should be dead right now!" Cursing under -
[PP-F27] Great Balls of Fire <<Ravana's Revenge>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
Their foe immobilized and further hampered by Foyle's arcing shot, Jeeves stepped forth to take aim. Launching from the complex, miniature mechanism concealed beneath his sleeve, a tiny glowing capsule flew towards his target and exploded upon impact, unleashing small shrapnel-like shards. Metal fragments burst forths, shredding the Demon-King's extra limbs to pieces, severely inhibiting their function and range of motion. Satisfied that his initial shot was good, Jeeves rolled right an into cover behind some disused further where he began to reload. "Kick his ass, Captain. Just make -
[PP-F27] Great Balls of Fire <<Ravana's Revenge>>
Jeeves replied to Freyd's topic in Intermediate Floors
"Oh, we're going in blind," Jeeves responded bluntly, leading up the concealed arm crossbow Wulfrin had made according to his designs. His eyes never even looked up from his prep. "I'm sure you've figured out by now that his plans are more like illusions of a plan, or the reassuring promise of a future plan, rather than any actual specifics." Freyd just smirked in silent agreement and amused by Jeeves' obtuse willingness to call out his boss' bluff. At least he had the sense to do it in the privacy of their group. A more open forum would have been a different story. "Evidence tod -
Eyes wide, still stunned by the contents of the inexplicable message sent by his crazy captain, young Jeeves wandered through the festival in a daze. "Why would they... this just doesn't make sense." Ignored by default, as he so often was due to both size and demeanor, Jeeves passed through the crowd unopposed and essentially unseen. No one ever paid him any mind - a fact he'd come to rely on and use to his advantage. Fingers traced the outline of the worn brown satchel slung over his shoulder, its saggy bulk hanging slightly off-center and resting against his hip. His fingers tre