AGE
21
PRONOUNS
She/They
CLASS
Echo Fabricator // Melancholic Martyr
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Post by Noelle on Apr 3, 2023 18:05:28 GMT
Noelle could not have been more confused by what was going on around her. Earth was reloading? Who the hell was Earth-Chan supposed to be. That was not something that Noelle could answer for herself, standing in a downpour just inside of what she would have otherwise assumed was her hometown of Seattle, except there was nothing. The buildings were in ruin, the windows in many places shattered as if a riot had happened. Looking around slowly she took in her surroundings with trepidation. What the hell was going on here, this wasn't right, where was everyo- DING!
Congratulations, you have been gifted three class choices by the system! Please choose wisely from the following list:Deluge Sorcerer
Canopy Fencer
Echo FabricatorThe hell was this about? Classes, was she in some kind of game? She had been on the road to buy groceries, but there was no sign of the road that she was used to walking from the bus stop to the store. It was all just... gone. The university student didn't really get it, having never really been into games so she randomly picked the one that was sounded the coolest of the three: Echo Fabricator. Taking a breath as she finally remembered to inspect herself as she locked in her class. Her raincoat had an unfamiliar design, but it was kind of cool for a full-body jacket. Like mage robes or something, kind of neat. In hand was an umbrella that was eerily similar to her family's usual shared leather one. The cracks were even as they normally were. Reaching into her pocket for her phone she would curse as she realized she had left it at home. A sigh as she kept her umbrella low to protect from the rain. Her eyes darting around for other people as she started to walk. ( Zeks, Ana Callidora) |
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PRONOUNS
She/Her
CLASS
Dreamscape Spirit
UNSORTED
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Post by Ana Callidora on Apr 6, 2023 1:16:53 GMT
◄ IT'S LIKE I LIVE A LIE, THE REVISIONS I WRITE The wooden rake let out a hollow, dull thud as the head of it hit the grassy ground. Ana leaned against it, pulling the rag she'd gotten used to carrying in her pocket out to wipe away the sweat that she'd built up while tending to her garden. Ever since she'd had to have her eye removed, this was the only thing she still had the coordination and depth perception to attend to on her own. It was about the only thing keeping her sane. But, she was done with it for the day. Good timing too, as she felt the first raindrops begin to fall. That fateful 'ding' wouldn't occur until well after she had left her shower, and had just barely finished getting dressed. It had been about time for one of her parents to get home, which meant it should have been time for her to go out and get groceries. But, that was about to change. As she slid that pitch black eyepatch into place, she heard it. A loud 'ding', not unlike that of a hotel's front desk bell. Opening her remaining eye, she found herself staring at an odd, translucent panel that hung in midair. It wasn't unlike that of an old generation tablet's screen, complete with the inherent fuzzy static that you could only make out if you really focused on the background. Still, her eye scanned across the message. The System has offered you the choice of these three classes. Please reply with the name of the class you wish to play as.System? Class? Man, either her lack of sleep was starting to catch up to her, or everything she'd gone through had finally made her snap. And yet, she kept reading. Available Classes:
1. Serenity Goddess
2. Comfort Mage
3. Dreamscape SpiritShe could feel herself almost instinctively recoil away from the name of that first class. Her confidence wasn't exactly at an all time high after losing her eye, and something told her that she'd be expected to have the confidence and strength of will to carry quite the burden if the word 'Goddess' was just hanging in her class title. So what about the second class name? Well..as innocent as the words "Comfort" and "Mage" were separately, combining them created a phrase that sounded like a high magic term for a prostitute to her. Not exactly a name that inspired a connection, that. So, with two of the three choices tabled, that left only one. But, how was she supposed to respond? She'd tapped the screen a few times, but it hadn't responded. It was like the display was just that: a display. Well, that really only left her with one option. "Uhh..Dreamscape Spirit?"Just like that, her vision swam, colors and shapes stretching until she was left facing an infinite blackness. A void. She felt her heart rate accelerate at breakneck speed. The last words she was aware of hearing were simple. Dreamscape Spirit Confirmed.The first thing that hit her senses after what felt like an eternity in the void was..rain? Specifically, the smell of it. That same scent that the wind carried when rain was coming after a long dry period. Then, everything returned all at once. The chill of a crisp wind, the sound of nature..and a sight that Ana quite honestly had been sure she'd never experience firsthand. Bombed out buildings, shattered glass. It was like a war had happened. After the confusion settled down, one small detail popped out in her mind like nothing else. Depth. She could tell approximately how far away everything was again. That included the girl in the distance, who was getting closer. Ana felt herself clam up a bit, even as she raised her hand, and politely waved as the girl got closer and closer. When she was close enough to be spoken to without shouting, Ana could really only manage to get out one word: "Hello." |
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21
PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
bisexual
CLASS
Blessed Beserker
UNSORTED
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Post by Maria Mariano on Apr 7, 2023 8:35:41 GMT
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“What the Hell…?” said Maria, as she rubbed her eyes of sleep. Her grogginess didn’t last long, though – once she saw that her surroundings had changed so radically, she jumped back with a dancer’s grace. One moment, she’d been in her family manor, and had been going down for a cup of hot chocolate. The next…what? Where was she?[break][break]
The System has offered you the choice of these three classes. Please reply with the name of the class you wish to play as.[break][break]
1. Blessed Berserker[break]
2. Unabashed Saint[break]
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“…Blessed Berserker?” said Maria, almost inadvertently. Then everything swam around her, bringing her to her knees – [break][break]
The first thing she realized was that she was kneeling down on hard concrete, with rain beating down on her head. As she looked around, she wiped her face of raindrops – was she in a war zone or something? There were only two other people she could see here; was she safe around them? And what was with her weird outfit?[break][break]
“Uh…hello?” she said, as loudly as she could. “Is everything…alright?”
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Post by raya on Apr 10, 2023 12:04:15 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","landbor2"] [attr="class","landimgbg2"] [attr="class","landimage2"] [attr="class","landbod2"] [break] SPIRIT OF SADNESS [break][break] — LEVEL 5 — [break][break] PWR: 16 DEF: 11 SPD: 17 MAGI: 16 VIT: 15 WIL: 10 [break][break] ANCHOR TYPE: SHELTER [break][break] Brief Description The Spirit of Sadness is a monster that has spent many days alone without love. Its emotions seep from its pores and alter the landscape around it. The monster seems to warp the region it is in to become a downpour. Its body is made of whispy shadows and tends to stand under a dull grey umbrella. It is not outwardly aggressive but does try to overwhelm its targets with deep mental shattering attacks that it hopes breaks your spirit and makes you become another Spirit of Sadness. [break][break] [basic] attacks - 1 rank [PWR][break][break] Wailing Shower - This is a perpetual active ability. It will never go on cooldown unless a skill forces it to do so, in which case it will take six posts to restart this ability. This ability causes the thread to become soaked in a constant downpour of rain. This rain causes the [WIL] of those within to drop by 10% while raising the [SPD] of water abilities by +1 rank. [break][break] Heartbreak Lance - The monster will point the tip of its umbrella at a foe. A pressurized stream of water will blast off at the monster's [SPD] stat up to 15 meters away. Those struck will be dealt the monster's [MAGI] stat in damage. This has a three post cooldown. [break][break] Damp Feelings - The monster will stare longingly in your direction. If your [WIL] is lower than his [MAGI] you'll be placed under an illusion. This causes your mental fortitude to waver and forces feelings of dread and overall bleakness to overcome you. During this time, your [MAGI] stat and [SPD] stat will suffer a -10% towards each for the following three posts. This ability has a five-post cooldown. [break][break] Mental Breaking - The monster will let out a soul-shivering screech that cuts down to your core. This will cause all those within 5 meters to take the monster's [MAGI] stat +1 rank in damage. Those within 5-10 meters will take its [MAGI] stat and those 10-20 meters away will take its [MAGI] stat -1 rank in damage. Upon hearing this, you'll be filled with such strong emotions that you'll not be able to help yourself from crying. This ability has a four-post cooldown. [break][break]
[break] It had been so long since somebody had come here. It was starting to feel like it was never going to have company. Standing in the shadow of a nearby building, the Spirit of Sadness watched as three humans appeared. If it had an eyebrow it might have lifted it in excitement. Standing there, it watched them for a moment to see if they would even realize it was there. It would begin to walk forward to approach them. As he moved, the rain intensified. It was time to test them. [attr="class","landtag2"] [googlefont=Poppins] [googlefont=Nunito] [newclass=".landbor2"] width: 450px; height: 100%; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin: auto; overflow: auto; background-image:URL(https://images2.imgbox.com/b3/f4/0gF1p8K1_o.png); background-size: 100%;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2"] width: 370px; height: 400px; padding: 20px; text-align: justify; line-height: 20px; font-family: 'Nunito-Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: #fff; margin: 20px; overflow: auto;[/newclass] [newclass=".landtag2] font-family: 'Nunito', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; color: #fff; line-height: 10px; padding: 9px; float: right; margin: 20px; border:solid 1px #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimage2] width:100px; height: 100px; margin: auto; border-radius: 100%; [/newclass] [newclass=".landimgbg2] width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100%; margin: auto; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #0c364c; border-left: 2px solid #7fd8fe; border-bottom: 2px solid #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 b"] color: #65adc8; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2 i"] color: #7fd8fe; [/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar"] width:3px;[/newclass] [newclass=".landbod2::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb"] background:#7fd8fe;border:0px[/newclass] |
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21
PRONOUNS
She/They
CLASS
Echo Fabricator // Melancholic Martyr
Gift
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Post by Noelle on Apr 11, 2023 4:21:28 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","skullhover"] [attr="class","skullimg"] [attr="class","skulltitle"] Raining [attr="class","skulloverlap"]on your parade with a scowl. [attr="class","skullbody"]TUTORIAL : YOU CAN PROMPT FORM PARTIES! YOU SHOULD DO THAT MORON!
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That was certainly a way to start this strange re-orientation to the world. Looking out from her umbrella she would notice two women there with her, the rain seeming to pick up as they moved closer together as three. Their screens obviously keeping the three occupied for just a moment, or at least Noelle was. Party forming? You could do tha- oh? It was a button. She would press it sending a prompt to the other two as a red prompt appeared in her retenna. "Defeat the tutorial boss or survive for the time limit... that wasn't ominous at all. Looking around she would notice the shade in the distance moving closer at a speedier rate than she would like. Looking at her everything as fast as she could Noelle would lower and open her umbrella, and twist it. A [SANDSTORM] forming on the canopy pointed at the monster, inflicting it with a slowing fear and a glowing chain made of water.
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"Hi ladies, names Noelle. I have zero fucking clue where this is or what's happening, but I think we have something trying to kill us as cringe-y as that is to say... I suggest we run a little yeah," Noelle would state for her companions without any hesitation, though her tone was utterly bewildered. It was like the most awkward recreation of Dr. Who's ninth doctor meeting Rose... or was it the tenth doctor. Noelle had completely stopped keeping track of that series in middle school. Shit she could have used the doctor's line... she doubted these two watched british television. [break] [attr="class","skullinfo"]000 WORDS / @tags!! [attr="class","skullcredits"] TAIKO![newclass=.skullhover]width:420px;-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-transition:all 1s ease;transition:all 1s ease;-webkit-transition-delay:0.1s;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullhover:hover]-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);filter: grayscale(0%)-webkit-transition:all 1s ease;transition:all 1s ease;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullimg]width:380px;height:200px;background-image:url(https://media.tenor.com/QUYhYNHC1JoAAAAC/aesthetic-anime.gif); background-repeat:no-repeat;[/newclass] [newclass=.skulltitle]font-family:verdana;font-weight:700;font-size:50px;position:relative;text-align:center;color:#7c9cc1;margin-top:-36px;margin-bottom:0px;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;[/newclass] [newclass=.skulloverlap]letter-spacing:1px;font-family:oswald;font-weight:200;font-size:9px;position:relative;text-align:center;margin-top:-0;margin-bottom:-5px;color:#e8e8e8;text-shadow: -1px 0 black, 0 1px black, 1px 0 black, 0 -1px black;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullbody]div-align:center;text-align:justify;width:380px;font-size:10px;font-family:roboto;color:#d6d6d6;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullbody b]color:#7c9cc1;[/newclass] [newclass=.skullinfo]width:380px;font-family:oswald;font-size:9px;font-weight:200;color:#767676;text-align:right[/newclass] [newclass=.skullcredits]width:380px;font-family:roboto;font-size:8px;text-align:center;[/newclass] [googlefont=Oswald] [googlefont=Roboto] |
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AGE
30
PRONOUNS
She/Her
CLASS
Dreamscape Spirit
UNSORTED
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Post by Ana Callidora on May 4, 2023 2:34:26 GMT
◄ IT'S LIKE I LIVE A LIE, THE REVISIONS I WRITE Oh boy. So there was yet another person. Or..was it two people? That was what Ana had to ask herself as the rain finally began in earnest as the second figure came into sight. It took Ana a long moment to realize what was going on, though the other two seemed to understand mere moments before it hit her. Run. Yeah, that sounded like a plan. But when she went to take a step back, a warning flashed in her line of view, blocking her vision completely.
WARNING: CLASS RESTRICTION DETECTED SOURCE: CLASS PASSIVE ABILITY.
The large, bold faced warning was on 'screen' for all of a few seconds before it replaced itself with the explanatory text of her Class's passive ability.
"Uhh, bit of a problem there. It looks like turning around and bolting might not be on the table for me. It looks like whatever this 'class' thing is, you all get a benefit from me standing still for a little bit. A full rank boost to..Willpower, whatever that is!"
She called out as she scrolled through her abilities a second time. The first time she'd really only skimmed them. Now she was looking for other active handicaps like that. Thankfully as her free eye--which still felt like it was feeding her the vision of both eyes all of a sudden--scanned through the menu of her own abilities, she didn't see much which would actively hinder her in any way.
Luckily for her, it seemed that one of the other two--a girl who introduced herself as Noelle--didn't seem to have any assigned problems with taking actual action. Seemed she at least planned to fight. And the other young woman. She'd only managed to get out a 'Hi', but she also seemed more..well. 'Sturdy' was really the only word that came to mind. She wasn't really sure what she could do.
She could really only throw out attacks of her own if she got dangerously close to the thing, which right now would also have the knock on effect of dispersing the 'boost' that was seemingly charging as she stood there. Of course, she didn't know it but the panic in her eye was all too obvious, as her gaze darted from target to target and then back again in the manner of split seconds.
Was she suited for these kinds of situations? No, not really at the moment. But here she was regardless, getting ready to take part in what felt like the craziest dream she'd ever had. Unfortunately however, her senses told her it was all too real. |
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AGE
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PRONOUNS
she/her
SEXUALITY
bisexual
CLASS
Blessed Beserker
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Post by Maria Mariano on May 9, 2023 8:17:35 GMT
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“Something trying to…what the hell?” stammered Maria. She reached out a hand, and immediately a spear materialized! Was this some kind of RPG she’d been trapped in, like in one of those shitty anime? She’d never been an RPG gal – fighting games had been more her forte. Then she looked directly at the advancing umbrella ghost…thing. [break][break]
“Yeah, screw this. That thing’s going down!” she said, with a grimace that quickly turned to a nervous grin. “And a free boost to Willpower, huh? Well, I’m made of willpower, bitches!”[break][break]
That was all Maria got in edgewise before she charged towards the spirit with her spear unfurled, trying to get the spirit in a clumsy jab. Did she have any idea what she was doing or where she was? No, but what she was doing was a hell of a lot better than just laying around and dying to this ghost thing!
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PRONOUNS
She/They
CLASS
Echo Fabricator // Melancholic Martyr
Gift
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Post by Noelle on May 9, 2023 16:41:19 GMT
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Damn it, damn it, damn it. Not cool, not... no she felt insanely cool. Her panic was there but it was likely it had been forcibly suppressed beneath the waves of her own calm. The eye of the storm had been achieved and she would abuse that factor in every way that she could. Lowering her umbrella she would shift the image to one the beast of sorrow would never know, happiness and joy. Lowering it defense as it suddenly sped up tripping itself up as it was forced to readjust to its speed.
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Noelle would rush forward then, spinning her umbrella the other way as purple rain splashed over the spirit of sorrow as Maria would strike forward. Cutting into the beast before it would see Noelle before it, but not truly Noelle. Purple rain having coated over the beast. A gut-wrenching screech blasting from the faux-Noelle into only the creature's mind. Causing to to rupture as it took damage it simply had no right to sustain. Exploding into a burst of water as it dropped its umbrella.
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The real Noelle would look down at it before looking at the other two girls, the climatologist chuckling nervously as the spirit weirdly exploded on them all. The girl leaning over and picking up the umbrella to see if she could inspect it as the rain began to thin out and stop. Looking between the two, "I think that's i-"[break][break]
As abruptly as she had ended up here, Noelle was ripped away from the tutorial and into the hollow hills of Washington State, or what once was of it. Separated from the others, alone again.
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[attr="class","noestats"] level 6stats POWER F/10 [break] DEFENSE F/10 [break] SPEED F/8 [break] MAGIC E/13 [break] VITALITY F/10 [break] WILLPOWER F/37[break] LUCK F/0[break] cooldowns Purple Rain 0/3 [break] Forced Coriolis 0/4 [break] Hazy Stroll 0/5 [break] N/A N/A [break] N/A N/A [break] items Vintage Umbrella [break] N/A[break] N/A[break] N/A[break] N/A[break] [break] [attr="class","noetag"]
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Post by majinbuu on Aug 26, 2023 20:34:17 GMT
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Rewards for Tutorial[break][break]
+30 points + 375(replaces medallion) = 405 points[break][break]
Broken Heart - a palm-sized heart made of glass. It exudes feelings of sadness and despair. Crafting material for the forge[break][break]
Bottled Tears - A potion bottle filled with strange dark-colored water. 3 times per thread, you may splash an enemy with this water causing them to experience feelings of doubt and depression. Enemies struck by this water receive a 20% debuff to their [WIL] for three posts
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