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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 8, 2023 13:14:11 GMT
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[attr="class","frame"] [attr="class","lowe2quote"] [attr="class","lowe2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe2reescroll"] [break][break] A slender man was leaning against a brick wall, smoke trailing up from a lit cigarette. He had both hands perched atop his head, fingers ruffling his hair. In front of him was a blue panel with a bunch of text and numbers on it. It was Gleeford, and he was panning over his stats and class. It grasp on this 'game' like situation was tentative at best. He didn't like that. Fortunately, the chaos and lawlessness that accompanied the system suited him just fine. He felt the world had become more his style. [break][break] "I mean... Even I can tell this class is crazy. I can't let people know how this works, who in their right mind would even group up with me if they knew what was coming? Secrets. Got'ta keep secrets. Agahhh.... Hahaha." His frustrated cry trailed into laughter. How could he not laugh? He would get rewarded for shooting people in the back. It was so perfect. At least, until people found out. [break][break] Flipping his hand across the blue panel, Gleeford dismissed it. The wall he was leaning against was covered in sinewy vines that trailed up forever. A few feet in front of him, where the panel had previously been displayed was another brick wall, equally reclaimed by nature. He was tucked into a fairly narrow alley taking a smoke break. A good two or so blocks away was a make shift encampment occupied by other players. It was a relatively lowkey area that was considered safe by most. Sure, a monster could occasionally wander in, but it was roughly defended and acted as a hub. Gleeford was perched here for a reason. [break][break] "Next idiot that walks by is toast." The skeevy bastard was rubbing his hands as he started to peer out into the empty street. He wouldn't attack literally anyone. If they were armed heavily or looked strong or imposing, he would obviously dip. But if some old man, or scrawny kid walked by? They were getting confronted. Perfect targets. The miscreant had some really devious plans to enact.
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Post by Rojin on Nov 8, 2023 18:30:19 GMT
Rojin had come to this place because unfortunately it was one of the only places to get some things he needed, some food that wasn't the dull food from the system shop, real food that had taste to it, he also took the time to grab cloth and the like to mend his own clothing and make some new stuff, granted he wasn't the best at doing so but he would rather make it himself then wait for someone else to make it, and at least this way he would know it was made, granted it meant his clothing was crap at the moment but he knew he would get better as he continued. After getting the things he needed Grumbling about the noise of the place, he placed them into his inventory, at least this thing was useful, and he started to head to grab the food, walking over to the little hut basically was what it was, but he liked the place good portions and the guy running it did his job and didn't talk to people if they didn't want to be talked to, Rojin could Tolerate him, and so when he walked up he put his list for cuts of meat and other ingredients on the counter and the man simply nodded and got Rojin's request, Returning a bit later with the things and handing them over. Rojin simply nodded and put them into his inventory and headed out now that he got everything he needed. walking along with his walking stick Rojin looked through his inventory and nodded he got all the supplies he would need, even a skinning knife and some knives for butchering his own meat, things he would need once he left the city area's, not that the cities themselves didn't have game creatures these days, he also had things to store the meat, only thing he needed to get was materials for a tent and something to sleep on. Closing his Inventory he continued to walk on looking forward to getting out of this damned noisy place. Unknown to him there was a pair of eyes watching the street he was on as he walked passed the Alley where Gleeford was laying in wait. O. P. Gleeford
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 8, 2023 19:25:07 GMT
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[attr="class","frame"] [attr="class","lowe2quote"] [attr="class","lowe2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe2reescroll"] [break][break] Ears trained as Gleeford peered out into the street, he finally heard something. It was soft. A controlled 'tup' that projected through the narrow corridors of buildings. Something was tapping against the ground. It took a little longer for Gleeford to identify the source, but soon he could hear a muffled patter of footsteps following along. This spot was turning out to be just as good as he imagined. Rubbing his hands together in the most villainous manner possible, the kook prepared to run out.
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"Hold up... you... old man?" His excitement faded into perplexity and then caution. It was a mostly bald, immaculately bearded old guy with a staff. He had all the iconic traits of age, bushy eyebrows, wiry figure, and more wrinkles than a contour map. Something about that age, that wisdom, was off-putting. Wandering around in the wilderness while old meant you were one of two things; lucky or formidable. Judging by how this man looked, he wasn't lucky. That just left formidable.
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"So uhhh, eghmm. We've been trying to contact you about your car's extended warranty." Gleeford didn't even know what he was saying. The fool was clearly talking out of his ass. It was some sort of awkward banter he was forcing because his skin was crawling with trepidation. Certain old people just had a 'feeling' to them. Like the crime bosses and seasoned killers he had met in the past, they just had a vibe about them. It wasn't quite the same, but this man had a vibe.
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"Damnt, fine. That's a lie. I'm here to rob you. WAIT! Not you, specifically. I just wanted to kneecap some lonely loser and take his junk, but bro, you're scaring me a bit. Please tell me you're actually like super weak or something." Still babbling, Gleeford was a little more calm as he decided to warm up to the man. No use being on edge. If there was an issue, he could run. If there wasn't, being an awkward chump wouldn't help. May as well try to converse.
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Post by Rojin on Nov 8, 2023 20:11:24 GMT
Rojin walked along going over a few things in his head on what else he would need to work on so he could spend more time away from people and just enjoying the silence, but then he reasoned that it was impractical, eventually, as much as he hated to admit it, he would need the services of another person in some capacity, there were some skills you just couldn't do yourself after all there was a limit to what one person could do, now that wasn't saying it was useless to try of course but some skills required some amount of training to do properly and without it you would be flailing around in the dark and unable to do a proper job of it. Sewing for instance was a task he was rubbish at but he would get better the more of it he did, hunting, skinning, butchering, Even carpentry to an extent, all these could be practiced with sufficient time and resources could be learned with just your own time and hands/ But Farming? Foraging? Medicinal knowledge on plants? You Couldn't just wing it with that stuff no matter how much you wanted to, Farming could be forgiving if you had the means to otherwise supply yourself with food while learning, but it would take a very long time to learn that way so long in fact that it would eat into your time doing and learning other things, not to mention needing a plot of land to do so on and so it was practical to try to simply learn it yourself, Medicinal knowledge was another one, as was foraging, couldn't really just practice those alone and hope for the best, more often then not you will fuck it up and end yourself. "Damn looks like I will have to... huh?" Rojin had started to mumble to himself when some fool jumped out in front of him and called his attention, Rojin lifted an eyebrow a moment as the younger man seemed to trail off on what he was going to say and then fully froze in place a moment, and then mentioned Car warranty? Great just what He needed an idiot wasting his time. but before Rojin could even start on the younger man they spoke again and Rojin had to wonder how deep the depths of this mans stupidity truly were. At the question of his strength Rojin's mouth split into a wide smile "Oh I see... Well you can rest assured my friend that I am physically very weak.." it was true, Physically Rojin was weak... however thanks to this system nonsense his physical strength wasn't even a factor in how much damage he could do, so very technically Rojin wasn't lying to the man as he took a step toward him, the wide smile still on his lips "But the question is.. Even if I am weak... are you stronger then that? and if your not... are you faster? What if I am not very strong but I am incredibly fast?" the cane hit the cement then and he nodded to his walking aid. "Then again if I was incredibly fast then I wouldn't need this cane would I? So clearly I need a cane.. so I can't be fast.. I can't be strong.. nor can I be to hardy... yet for some reason... you seem scared of an old man like me... why do you think that is hmm?" he asked taking another step forward, the cane letting that little 'tup' sound echo around them "Maybe I know that I have a friend nearby and you feel their eyes on you even now? Maybe in this new world they are some sort of sniper... or they have some ability to hide their presence.. maybe they can track people unerringly and will find you even if you do run? Or perhaps that fear is some ability of mine used to hide my weakness and my acting like this is all a front to capitalize on that?". Another step, another 'tup' another echo as the old man continued to smile at the man, "Or maybe my ability is to feed off the confidence and bravery of others and that's what is affecting you? maybe I sapped it away and it's simply a feeling now with no basis in me being an actual threat? Maybe I am actually not a threat at all and my ability simply makes me seem like one and that's why I have no issue walking around alone?" another step... another echo. "Or maybe... just maybe.. I am have what they say is a higher level? and so I am far stronger and have far more abilities then you have considered? M<aybe I have all the powers I just listed? or none at all... " the next echoing step 'tup' sound brought the old man very close to younger man and he could see the glint in Rojin's eyes, his face a smile of Contempt and glee, and his eyes clearly ones of one that clearly fed on others Misery. Rojin stood there staring into the younger mans eyes for a moment... then another as he let his words sink in.. before he stepped back and gave a little laugh "Or maybe your thinking to much... and your just scared of a little old man.." he reached up and opened a window that showed only his level and he spun it around for Gleeford to see ".. An old man that is only Level Zero?". O. P. Gleeford
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 9, 2023 14:20:12 GMT
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[attr="class","frame"] [attr="class","lowe2quote"] [attr="class","lowe2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe2reescroll"] [break][break] "That's....." Gleeford, the impulsive and loud man that he was, couldn't find it in him to interrupt as he listened. The mention of being physically weak transitioned into a point that Gleeford honestly hadn't considered. He didn't know much about stats, and their implications on the current world. Hell, speed was a thing in the real world as well, but so were guns. Guns always made it easier to deal with the physical types, at least in his experience. But facing down someone quick in a hand to hand fight when he didn't have a particular advantage? There was no limit to his short-sightedness.
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"That's...." About to respond once more, Gleeford found himself confronting another sobering statement. The hairs on his neck were standing on end, and perspiration made his body run cold. The notion of a sniper or an unseen stranger made his skin crawl. This wasn't something he had ever dealt with. The thing about petty crimes is they often had petty responses. Beatings and jail time. His experiences never dictated a sniper, and an unseen threat? Wasn't even a possibility. It wasn't just short-sightedness anymore, it was ignorance.
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"That's..." Gleeford recoiled at the man's step. Perhaps it was age and the eloquence of his words, but this stranger was so imposing that Gleeford was struggling to catch his breath. If snipers and sneaks were scary, then what about the esoteric stuff the man was delving into now? You could reasonably prepare for an assassin, and take precautions. How do you confront the mystic and surreal? Luck? Gleeford was aware of the Mag stat, but that was just a tiny notation on his status window. What was magic? Sleight of hand? Gary Plotter? Somewhere in-between? This had turned from a mugging to a lesson in life.
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"That's.." As if to amp up the tension, the old man's countenance warped into that grin. Those eyes that looked through Gleeford made his blood stop. The way a brief conversation had Gleeford fearing for his life and acknowledging his faults was incredible. Few situations had ever made him feel like this, and it was never at the hands of a teacher. Almost always, what taught rough types like Gleeford such a deep lesson were the bloodied hands of an older, more grizzled criminal. This didn't bode well for his safety at the moment, at least, until he saw that status screen.
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"So fucking cool. Damn man, you had me sweatin. The way you monologued right into the depths of my soul, that's a hell of a talent. Like, what the hell, man? Where'd you come up with all that info, though? It seems like you know what you're talking about with all of them variables. Definitely have experience. Were you like a mob boss? Some old Yakuza or Triad type? A CEO of some nasty fortune 500 company? That'd be the worst of the lot." Gleeford no longer felt tense, his blind trust in a random number hampering his judgement.
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"Dang though, you have a stick and a bathrobe. Not about to rob that, kekeke... Instead, I want some of that info. You should hook me up with some of this new age lore, and maybe point out some loaded people I can try to tackle." The fool was grinning as if he was talking with a friend. All it took was feeling superior to instantly loosen him up. He actually liked the impression the old man gave off. If he was actually weak, he had the makings of a legendary swindler.
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Post by Rojin on Nov 10, 2023 1:08:53 GMT
The young man stuttered... stopped.. then would stutter again, seems the wind was taken out of his sails as he talked, Rojin only smirked as the man was clearly having a crisis. Yes... the world wasn't quite as simple as it once was now was it? Petty crimes? really? in a world where someone could toss a fireball in ones face and you wouldn't know if they can or not by looking at them? This young man was a fool for thinking he could act like there were no rules, oh there were rules, they just weren't the same ones as the world had before. Then the man seemed to flip on a dime, and Rojin realized exactly how foolish the man was.. seeing his level made him calm down.. numbers set the mans mind at ease, well considering how others had pointed out that levels were important, and how he had been dismissed because of his level, and even that guidebook he found mentioned that level was important... though unlike everyone else the guide, annoyingly designed as it was, actually mentioned that Level wasn't the only measure of power. Clearly this man was taking level as the end all be all of strength comparison in this world. Though Despite being a fool, the man did start asking questions at least, he showed he could learn... maybe... but that also annoyingly meant Rojin had to talk to the dumb bastard for longer now... the man even though he was something like a mob boss or some other high powered position, and once more that image in his memory of him laying in a hospital bed alone flashed into the old mans mind "Nothing of the sort..." he said to the younger man. Rojin shook his head as the man continued on well he started schooling the boy more as an attempt to make him run away scared.. but now here he was having to educate him more... or he could give him bad info and follow the guy and watch him get his ass kicked?.. but as much as that would have been entertaining Rojin actually DID have information and the thought of doing a job half assed even to watch the resulting entertainment was not something that appealed to him, like it or not here he was. "First of all... don't bother looking at people to see what they have to steal.. I am sure you have noticed that the world is like those games young people like to play.. so there is likely some sort of protection to prevent theft.. other then killing the person and then taking what they are wearing anyway..." he started to walk again if the man followed that was his choice. "As for the information, I just happened to find the information laying around, though the one I found seemed to be somewhat outdated in some aspects, I assume someone is making these guides available.. ether that or the so called system makes them something you can randomly find.." the steady steps of the old man joined by the 'tup tup tup' of the cane continued as he talked. "And if I did point you to the more loaded people.. you would likely get killed or get your ass beat.. if they are loaded they are likely also high leveled, if they are not high level then they have equipment and items that can make dealing with them damn hard especially if you have nothing to use yourself... you want to get stronger? Do some of the missions the system throws at you.. or that other people offer.. your a very very small gnat in a very very large pond.. I have seen people at level twenty wandering around the area... I have heard of people as high as level twenty five and even heard of a few guilds who's guild masters or members are at level forty or higher.. and some of them feel like they need to shove their noses into the world as it's law enforcement.. there is even a group in a place called Unison square that act like a police force for that specific area..." he continued to walk as he lectured the man. "Not to mention that I have heard rumors of people doing what your planning to do, and they got hunted down once it was found out... anywhere there isn't those nosy goody goodies tends to follow Frontier justice.. you wanna pick a fight? better make sure there are no witnesses or survivors... cause with the world how it is now.. someone could just be one waypoint away from getting an army of his buddies on your ass". O. P. Gleeford
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 10, 2023 18:41:50 GMT
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[attr="class","frame"] [attr="class","lowe2quote"] [attr="class","lowe2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe2reescroll"] [break][break] "Nothing of the sort, eh? I getcha, kehehe." Gleeford winked as he spoke, nodding knowingly. He was quite content in his ignorance. He felt like he was getting a read on the old man, and not much could dissuade him. In his eyes, this guy was a big macho boss figure. There's no other explanation that he would accept in order to explain the man's composure and intimidation. Holding his tongue further, Gleeford listened to the explanations.
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As the man spoke, our 'lovable' rapscallion continued to nod and smirk. He still believed he was reading between the lines. He assumed the older gentleman was using doublespeak in case someone overheard them. His comments about theft protection and thievery requiring you to kill sounded foreboding to the average onlooker. Gleeford 'knew' better. This was keen insight on the system that he didn't know. He couldn't just snatch and grab, he had to act with force if he wanted to be successful. This was a powerful tip.
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Next game some information about some sort of guide and a warning about loaded people. This was more good info for the younger man to learn from. There seemed to be an information source out there about the functions of the world, perhaps more specific than that. Gleeford just needed to source it. As far as avoiding rich people because money implied they were strong, Gleeford knew exactly how to interpret this. When it came to loaded people, you had to be even more decisive because failing meant you were dead. Gleeford would take this to heart. He had to plan better. Hearing of potential do-gooders and pseudo police forces annoyed him though. This was a new free world that didn't need supervisors and justice nerds. In his opinion, they should just live as they pleased.
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"Phew, I knew we were on the same page. That's some handy advice there. If I want to milk them cash cows, then I need to be prepared to make ground beef. I getcha, I getcha. That's some good stuff there. You even told me where those peace keeping losers are hanging out, you must be shadier than I thought. I knew it, a low key criminal mastermind. You in hiding or something? Need a right hand man? Form a secret hit squad? I can getcha some goons." Gleeford was now beyond certain this man was the real deal. A proper old school death dealer. A regular mafioso of some sort. This was a fortunate meeting. Surely Gleeford's eagerness to rob him had left a good impression. He was a shoe-in to get hired as some sort of criminal underling.
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Nov 12, 2023 16:53:06 GMT
Post by Rojin on Nov 12, 2023 16:53:06 GMT
As Rojin continued Walking and talking to the younger man he didn't really have a destination in mind, mostly just away from the louder areas for the time being, which was his normal goal when traveling, even the ruins of cities like this place had their nice scenic areas if only for the interesting landscape they had become or the reclamation of nature that this system likely caused, granted sometimes it was interrupted by a monster or two, but otherwise it was better then having to deal with people. Speaking of people the Young man had started talking again and Rojin just continued to walk along, the man seemed to be hearing him but not listening if that chuckle the man gave out was any indication, but the man also seemed to know when to keep his trap shut and listen though with the look on his face Rojin wondered if he was getting any of what he was telling him. But in the end he was listening at least to some extent, now the question was if he was learning from any of it, not that it would be Rojin's job to make sure of that, far as he was concerned the man could putts off and get himself beaten to a pulp for trying to jump someone else for all he cared... though watching it would be rather entertaining. And then the guy started talking... and talking... and talking.. but seemed he DID listen at least...aaaaand there it was... the guy put his own spin on the words, figures but to be expected, assumption as to his own goals and the like, patting himself on the back for thinking he knew more then he did, all normal so far, wait a what? Okay that wasn't what he was expecting, Delusions of grandeur where something he had seen in people in this new world, thinking their powers meant they could take over the world or a chunk of it, or even just a large group, but it never did stop at just something simple those people basically enslaving lower level people to do physical work for instance that he had dealt with, they thought themselves better then they were simply because of their levels. And that supposed Superiority didn't help them much when the slaves all got free and got motivated to deal with their captors. Rojin smirked a bit as he remembered the looks on those peoples faces as they were brought down by the mob of their would be slaves, oh he didn't care that they were capturing them, truth was if he had heard about it as a rumor and not a job given to him by the system he would have just left it alone, maybe gone to find a place to watch for a while. Though the front row view had made the entertainment all the more enjoyable, the fear and everything else on their faces as they realized they were not so special after all. Rojin had to bring himself back from the memory as he chuckled a bit to himself. What was that? Getting people? not something Rojin was looking for, it seemed rather then Delusions of Grandeur this man seemed more looking for a mentor? or a boss? made some sense if you were new to the world, but Rojin wasn't the type to take someone under his wing, but the Idea that the guy thought he could gather people only made Rojin laugh "You think you could gather people?... you?" he chuckled "A man that can't even tell a good mark from a bad one in this world? The only worth you have shown as of now is that you know when to shut up for the most part, and when to listen, though I would dare say you only hear without actually listening, Especially since you seem to misunderstand something... Those peacekeeping losers as you call them.. are not quite as harmless as you think.. they work to gain levels, they know that levels gives power, Training gives results, All those things I threatened you with when you walked out of that alley? all of them are quite possible given the right classes in this world now..". He continued walking the 'tup tup tup' of his cane still going with each step "And just one group isn't the issue, there are other so called guilds that do the same but for different areas... I have heard some don't stay to a single area and actually go out into the world looking for people disturbing the peace, granted their numbers are low so that you are hard pressed to actually find any, but they have ways to contact them of that I have no doubt.. you want to try to be someone's right hand? some leader of people? You have to get stronger.. you need to learn things, and you need to understand the workings of the new world you are in, you can't just go around doing petty crime, your not strong enough, one wrong match up, one level higher then you assumed, and your ass may end under ground rather then just on it.. considering how you act.. I would assume your completely new so likely level one, what will you do if you run into a level one that just happens to have everything he needs to counter everything you can do? running is always an option, but what if he has friends hmm? there is a lot to take into account, you don't even know if someone is in a party with other people.. Parties alone have more means to talk to each other as well as FIND each other.. jump a guy who is alone but in a party? his friends will be there faster then you would think.. he could send them a message and you wouldn't even realize he did it because unless the system makes it so, or the user themselves... these little system screens.. like the one to show you my level? those can be completely invisible to everyone else but the person who's information is on it..".O. P. Gleeford
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Nov 14, 2023 18:57:34 GMT
Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 14, 2023 18:57:34 GMT
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[attr="class","frame"] [attr="class","lowe2quote"] [attr="class","lowe2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","lowe2reescroll"] [break][break] Gleeford was getting a little winded, something he was ashamed to admit. It wasn't like he was physically unwell, or out of shape. He had constantly run from people and he ate on a broke diet. He was slim, and had decent cardio. But why was this old man hard to keep up with? The man was walking with a staff. Was it the talking? Could that be winding Gleeford? But he shouted quite frequently, and had the lung capacity to drone on for hours. Then he noticed something weird. He was power walking along side the old man. His feet weren't quite jogging, but he did have to press to keep pace. Meanwhile, the older fella didn't seem fussed at all. How fit.
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"I can one hundred percent gather people. I am super likable, practically..." Gleeford had to mull this over for a moment. He was going to say he has practically zero enemies. That is probably true at this point in time, considering an indeterminate amount of time had passed since the world became this way. Surely a lot of the rabble he associated with had died, or were half a continent away. With the world the way it was, their conflicts were likely the last of their worries as well. He would be technically correct in saying he didn't have any enemies.
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"Practically no enemies. Yep. Easy to believe seeing as I'm so suave. Just have that effect on folks, I suppose. Hell, I came to rob you and you haven't chased me off yet. That's at least a pseudo-testament to my likability." Gleeford was pumping out his chest despite his heavy breathing. It was honestly making it harder to catch his breath, but he wanted to show off his bravado.
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"You're right though. I need'ta make sure my lads are caught up. Properly trained and 'leveled' or whatever. That stuff seems important for the new blood I'll hire. I'm set, of course. No shot I attempted to rob you while low...." Bluff immediately called. The old fella's next spiel directly addressed Gleeford's level and accurately labeled as level one. He did take this bit seriously, but most handwaved it because something more interesting came up. The mentions of parties and the various utilities of them, and specifically the fact the window could be completely hidden, were very interesting.
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"Hold up. Hooooold up. Yeah, I gotta get stronger, yadda yadda. But did you say I can have secret chats with with people, annnd know where they are? That's likely, a better version of a phone. And anyone can do this? You can just form parties with people?" The gears in his head were turning as Gleeford imagined the plethora of ways this could be used for the wrong purposes. Eventually another thought popped into his head as they continued to walk.
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"You said, and I'm paraphrasing here, levels are super important and classes can do all kinds of weird stuff that I won't be able to predict? Do you think it's possible for me to like... Get a way to disrupt these parties? I don't know how any of this works, really, but a way to disrupt communications is always super valuable. And would solve a lot of these issues you're mentioning." Gleeford was mentally rubbing his hands in the most villainous of ways. He was already dead set on finding a way to betray people's security in their own parties. It seemed like a pretty smart way to utilize the functionality of the new world.
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Nov 18, 2023 22:49:58 GMT
Post by Rojin on Nov 18, 2023 22:49:58 GMT
"You say you can gather people... but are they going to be of any use? look at you low level.. what people can you convince with that lack of strength? Lies only carry so long till you find someone that can detect lies or read minds..." he said as he continued to walk along, though he noticed that the heavy breathing the man was letting out, and he smirked a bit as he looked back at the man trying to keep up, well that was entertaining at least. but still the man seemed to be determined to annoy him. "The only reason I hadn't done anything to you is because we were in full view of some of those people that feel like they need to stick their nose into everyone's business... and if I had simply destroyed you I would have been someone for them to watch from then on.. but now? now you might be on that list instead since you came out of nowhere... but who knows" he said clarifying for the man that it wasn't due to any likeability on his side of things. "however now? We are still being watched but not as closely.. seems your appearance out of a alleyway and the way you were acting got them on their toes... the only reason they haven't jumped you is likely cause we seem to be having a simple conversation" he continued going point to point that the young man had brought up. Which finally brought him to the communication thing and he looked at the man. "Far as I know you can't interrupt it, you can't alter it, and you can't intercept it, but for all I know there is an ability to do so and I simply don't have it, and have never run into it, but the system doesn't seem to like certain things going against it's design to some extent, after all it hasn't stopped people from doing things like imprisonment, forced labor.. things of that nature, no instead it allowed it to happen... but then when someone made a job to deal with those people... the system decided to mark them as monsters rather then people from then on... do you realize what that change means? monsters can't enter a safe zone... though I am not sure about a person that was then counted as a monster.." he continued Granted Rojin had no bloody clue if the system actually did that or not, it was the same lie he told the people he was freeing for the job at the time to make them put aside their foolish inhibitions at hurting another person, if it wasn't for the fact that he HAD to save them for the mission he was on he would have left them to rot in there, but all the same it gave him more memories to burn later if he needed the power. O. P. Gleeford
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 27, 2023 3:57:24 GMT
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[attr="class","gleeframe"] [attr="class","glee2quote"] [attr="class","glee2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","glee2reescroll"] [break][break] "Pffft, of course they'd be useful! I'm a charmer, a swindler, a regular gang expert. As in, I've been in all kinds of organizations full of useful people. Just got'ta finesse them, keep them working hard and all that. I can get tons of useful people, I even know a few from when I first woke up." Reaching up, Gleeford would brush his nose and don a cocky grin. His smile deepened further when he heard Rojin 'joke' about taking him out and whatnot.
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"Uhuh, destroy me, kekeke. You're a pretty funny guy. They sound annoying though. They're already snooping on me? I aven't even done anything yet, and they're already on their toes? That's a weird level of hypervigilance. Honestly, that kind'a makes me mad. That's like... Oppressive regime kind'a shit. Mmmm...." Gleeford would start to scowl and peer over his shoulder behind them. He didn't see anything particularly out of the ordinary. No obvious people watching them, at the very least. That made him more on edge though. If someone was sneaking in the shadows keeping tabs on random strangers, that was unnerving. His mood clearly soured, Gleeford hushed up while listening to the brief anecdote about parties and the system in general.
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This bit was interesting. He vaguely knew the abilities and features of the small group he had done the tutorial with. They weren't explicitly explained to him, but he got the gist of it through their actions. None of it seemed to manipulate the system, so the old man's opinion seemed fairly accurate. The system probably did try to defend against tampering. That didn't mean it was impossible, but it meant his short term plans may not play out. He'd still see if he could figure any methods out, but it wasn't a focus.
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"Hot dang, people got classified as monsters? The system can do that? Don't monsters give rewards and drop..." Gleeford's dour mood was alleviated as his brain juices began to flow. He couldn't access people's inventories or mess with their parties. At least, not for now. But if he could trick people into situations where the system turned them into monsters, what then? Would they drop loot? Their loot? His ability would apply to them as well, if they were 'monsters'.
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"You think it's possible to get the system to like, change people? Or, get people to do something that makes the system reclassify them. That might just be the method to get at their stuff. That's hell'a smart. Was that what you were trying to convey to me?" Gleeford looked towards the old man in bewilderment. If this was the old man's plan, Gleeford's recently acquired respect for the guy would deepen.
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Post by Rojin on Nov 27, 2023 5:03:15 GMT
The fact that the man took his musings and made an idea out of it was interesting to say the least, and it did spark some rumination. but of course thinking back on it.. Rojin did gain EXP from killing those people, as did the people that he saved more than likely, however he also didn't get any loot from the people he killed... granted at the same time he didn't bother to grab any, he continued walking, his stats letting him spot the person watching the young man next to him. "don't look around for them... you look even more suspicious.. you have three watching you.. by the look of the weapons... one tracker.. one sniper.. and an assassin.." of course he lied about the number and the equipment, the only person he seen was wearing what looked like the uniform of someone cosplaying as some sort of police service, and they didn't have a visible weapon out... not that you needed one out and ready in the world the way it was now, but he lied more to make the man even more uncomfortable, it entertained him. "as for the Idea of tricking people.. that might be hard as well... the people I am talking about did it all fully knowing what they were doing... then someone else found out about their little slave work camp operation and put up a request for it to be dealt with, only reason I took the job was cause the area they were using was one that I liked to frequent to get away from people... and I hate when the things I enjoy are ruined..." he said with a scowl. Then he smirked a bit "So I made sure to slaughter the lot of them with the help of their own prisoners... good EXP all around... all things considered. Don't get me wrong I don't care that they were doing it... what annoyed me was WHERE they were doing it.. as for the justice types, it's cause of Idiots like the ones I got rid of, that they are so on edge at the moment especially around here since it was in this cities ruins that they were set up.." he added as they walked. O. P. Gleeford
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Nov 30, 2023 12:16:08 GMT
Post by O. P. Gleeford on Nov 30, 2023 12:16:08 GMT
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[attr="class","gleeframe"] [attr="class","glee2quote"] [attr="class","glee2quoteinner"] Secret message, hi | [attr="class","glee2reescroll"] [break][break] "W-what?" Spinning on his heel, Gleeford stopped walking and started whipping his face this way and that. He was scanning alleys and windows nearby, looking for these insidious sneaks who were spying on him. Was it because he said that stuff about them being an oppressive regime? Had he been correct? Knowing a sniper, an assassin, and a tracker were after him made him nervous. If these already professional occupations had skills on top of their skillset, what could he even do? He was a miserable rapscallion who now had the ability to fuck over himself and others. Not exactly comparable.
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"Tch, touchy bastards." Gleeford mumbled to himself as he listened to the old man's opinion on his strategy. At least, that's how it started. Gleeford thought he made sense when it came to tricking people. It would definitely be difficult, but when it came to tricking and pressuring people into things, Gleeford was confident. It was one of the few things he could claim to be a professional at. As for how the rest of Rojin's rant went, it just got better.
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"Holy heck, I knew it. You're fucking old school. You didn't care about them traffickers, but they were on your turf, so you sent them to an early grave. Oh my god. That's so badass. Are you still pretending you aren't some old school don? Like, how can you tell me that story, then not admit it?" For some reason, the rat bastard was getting egotistical about the old man's strength. If this guy could take out some slave traders, literal criminals who had to be armed to keep their 'product' in check, then he could easily handle these three do-gooders.
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"Hear that, nerds? This guy is an old school mafioso powerhouse. Show some respect and at least greet us. We ain't done shit!" Gleeford unleashed his pent up excitement in an ill-conceived address to the onlookers. He was getting overconfident with the old man near. This conflicted with his assertion that the old man couldn't take him in a fight, but Gleeford didn't dwell on it. He was very capable of convincing himself he was better than others. It was one of his prized talents.
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Post by Rojin on Dec 2, 2023 20:11:16 GMT
And of course the man was a total idiot and started to look around rapidly even after being told not to look, Rojin didn't react to the man outwardly but he did let out an annoyed sigh "For a guy trying to sell himself as reliable you have already proven in one way that you are not... you don't follow orders or suggestions... I told you not to look.. and what do you do? you make it very obvious that your looking for something.. if you were not fully on their radar you sure are now, and your likely hood of getting away with anything in any area they occupy has likely dropped to zero thanks to your inability to listen" he said as he continued. Then the guy freaking shouted, and Rojin closed his eyes for a moment, the good news was, Rojin was somewhat known as just a cranky old man in the area, and it was unlikely anyone believed the babblings of a guy that came out of nowhere and was showing all the signs of being aware he was being watched, thankfully there was no way to prove it was his own skill or Rojin telling him, so that would leave any watcher with the most obvious conclusion, the new guy knew he was being watched. After all Rojin was just a grumpy old man that left people alone other then to politely buy what things they sold in the area. But as they turned a corner and left the Area Rojin Knew the small group watched he glared at Gleeford and stepped towards him, his old hand reaching up and grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and lifting him bodily from the ground and pinning him to the wall of hollowed out skyscraper, his face passive but Hate was clearly in his eyes "Now you listen to me you noisy little shit.. You Do that shit again? I will make sure your not found because I know many good places where monsters like to go that eat people, and all of them are higher level then you.. I told you not to look around and then you make it FECKING obvious that your looking around for something, making it CLEAR to the ones watching that you are AWARE of them... now how do you think a Stealthy Sniper.. and a Tracker are going to react to YOU knowing they are watching you? some new guy that only just showed up.." yes the jobs of the people and amount were a lie but still the old man was right annoyed now. "As I said before if you were not on the watch list before you definitely are now.. and with your little address to them making it CLEAR you know your being watched, they likely are sharing you likeness and description to the OTHER guilds that like to stick their noses into others business, you likely won't be able to go to ANY populated area without someone watching you now... instead of being able to simply slip under the radar and go about your business with them none the wiser you put up a giant sign screaming to the heavens that you MIGHT be a problem for them... As for what you just shouted out... what made you think that it was a good Idea to shout that? If it WAS true I would kill you the moment we were in a place they couldn't hear you scream for Jeopardizing my secrecy.. but lucky for me, they KNOW me here as nothing more than an old man that keeps to himself and politely buys what goods they have before taking a safe path back to his home or to a way point.." He let Gleeford go then letting his feet hit the ground as he started to walk once more. "If your trying to sell why you should be trusted and hired, you failed Horribly.... you don't listen to others orders or suggestions, you put yourself into the lime light of those that try to act like the new police, and then you try to ruin what quite and secrecy the person your trying to get hired by has cultivated over his time in the area... so tell me.. what redeeming qualities do you THINK you have left? Because your so called skill at recruiting is useless now since you can't do it secretly now that you put a massive target on your back.. because if that sniper and the Tracker have any pride in what they do... they are going to hunt you down.. and likely question you... well more like interrogate you.. on how you knew you were being watched, and if you tell them... then I will know you talked.. so you just became a big liability one way or another.. so.." he stopped as they were now fully in the shadow of a large building. "Tell me why I shouldn't just kill you here? we are far enough away now that they could think it was a monster.. I could say it killed you and ran away... injure myself to make it seem like I barely survived.. and I could go on living as that innocent harmless old man for a while longer before I decide what I want to do... and my biggest liability would be dead..." he glanced over his shoulder at Gleeford his eyes filled with malice "so you better be damn good at thinking up a reason, because I can tell you.. your not faster then me, stronger then me, or more durable then me... and you have pissed me off..."O. P. Gleeford
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Post by O. P. Gleeford on Dec 22, 2023 5:02:07 GMT
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Their blooming friendship, that Gleeford definitely wasn't imagining, decayed in an instant. He had been so sure they were hitting it off well, and that he was going to impress the heck out of the old man with his bravery, and then... Snap. A button popped off from his collar as his raggedy suit was used to lift him from the ground. He could feel the grit of the old brick walls pressing into the back of his neck and torso. He had effortlessly been pinned against the wall. In a daze, his gaze lowered.
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Unable to make eye contact due to his sullen gaze, and posture while pressed against the building, Gleeford took in the words. How much he was actually hearing and understanding was debatable. As Rojin was clearly aware at this point, the street rat was a terrible listener. He could glean information from words very quickly, but he also drew his own conclusions constantly, and would impatiently blurt them out. Hence the situation they were in.
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"..." The silence was deafening as Rojin's words came to an end. Gleeford didn't peep up a single time. His eyes were still downcast, even after being placed back on the ground. He seemed to be considering what to say as he ran through his thoughts. After pausing for what felt like an eternity, Gleeford took a deep breath and began to dust off his shoulders. As he looked back up to Rojin, he was grinning.
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"That was cold as shit. I know you're some kind'a hardened criminal. You're literally spelling out how you'll kill and dispose of me. So badass." The miscreant's lack of grasp on reality was glaring at this point. Even at proverbial knife point, he couldn't drop his criminal bravado. Placing a hand over his mouth, a subtle 'kekeke' cackle escaped his lips. He looked particularly unhinged as he settled himself down.
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"I do get what'cha saying though. I'm drawing attention, making myself look stupid, and causing a ruckus. That doesn't make me useless though. Think about it. The deadliest vipers ain't sneaky, they advertise it with bright colors and noise. They have no choice but to keep any eye on me, because I'm either dumb as hell, or openly dangerous. All eyes on me, all eyes on me, as the song goes. Butttt, they don't have infinite people. More labor they spend watching me? Less eyes on you. That's got'ta count for something. So take a breath, and think on it. I'll gather people, just you see, and I'll openly be a menace. If having a rambunctious 'face' seems useful to you, I'm always game. I have some respect for the old blood." Gleeford spread his arms as he spoke, showing he wasn't putting up any defense. There were definitely flaws in what he was saying, and it could be picked apart to make him look dumber. That didn't matter, though. At the core, he was making a 'functional' role for himself, whether Rojin took him up on it or not.
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