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Sept 15, 2022 15:45:05 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 15, 2022 15:45:05 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Orvis was worried about what he just saw, and even more worried when he realised the consequences of his actions. From a distance away, he thought he just saw a player, but upon drawing closer, he realised this 'player' was on all fours and looked almost... Cat-like? But it was too hard to figure that out, for Orvis had already tackled whatever creature was targeting poor Grumble. But instead of feeling something firm like a person, he was welcomed with a soft and fuzzy texture. [break][break] It was a brief sensation though, as he then felt the firmness of skin and roughness of fabric. It took a moment or two to realise that Orvis had actually closed his eyes entirely when he tackled, and proceeded to do so even after tackling. Fearing to even open his eyes and see the poor soul he tackled, Orvis gasped when he heard someone talk to him. Not sure of the language, but still understanding as if it were his mother tongue. "Huh?!" Orvis' eyes fluttered open, his arms and legs still pathetically wrapped around whoever he was laying on top of. [break][break] "Oh!" A more audible gasp this time, he pushed himself up, though still remained somewhat straddled across the stranger, his hands pressing gently into their muscled chest so he could get up right. "I- I'm sorry! I thought you were- I thought that- Are you okay!?" Orvis panicked when he saw the blood, the distinctive claw marks from Grumble. "I- I'm not naked!"[break][break] Orvis held his hands over his upper chest, and immediately turned bright red, "I'm wearing underwear still!" Jumping up, he snatched his wet clothes that were now covered in dirt, and ran behind Grumble who acted as a dividing screen for privacy.
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Sept 15, 2022 13:31:42 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 15, 2022 13:31:42 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Participating at Level 5. [break][break] Grumble 2★ [break] PWR: 15 DEF: 10 VIT: 15 [break][break] Orvis never knew himself to be claustrophobic, but the growing sensation of something closing in on him made him panic. With Grumble in his arms, he hurried forwards to the door, feeling the slight bottlekneck as everyone hurried over towards it. Upon exiting, they saw the vast expanse, the juxtaposition of feeling trapped. There was open space, too much, and the others seemed to feel it too. [break][break] Having not realised, Orvis let out a deep sigh, not noticing he had been holding his breath for some time. "Jesus, w- what happened here?" This was too much, he was out of his league. Orvis span on his heel, ready to turn and leave and never come back. Why did he come here? He had family he had to find, a pet to take care of. [break][break] Blocked. Of course it was, that's what he signed up for. [break][break] He let the small slime slip from his grasp, preferring to be on the ground yet close by Orvis' ankles. "Yeah, we should make a party as soon as possible." Orvis tried speaking up a little, wanting to be heard and understood. They needed to take whatever buffs they could from party synergy, especially in the face of... That thing down there. [break][break] Upon seeing two others hurry towards them, Orvis instinctively ran over to them, Grumble following suit immediately. "W- What happened?!" Orvis was panicking, though quickly composed himself to help soothe the others. "This is as far as we can get away from the creature down there, please just rest." Orvis would go to support the man, holding out an arm and attempting to rest him against something comfortable. "It's okay, we can take him. You'll be okay." [break][break] If it hadn't been done so already, Orvis would bring up his system menu, and send the party invite to the group. "Please accept the invite everyone."
PWR: 10 DEF: 10 SPD: 10 VIT: 10 MAGI: 13 WIL: 27 [break]
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Sept 15, 2022 12:49:15 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 15, 2022 12:49:15 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] What a ruckus. Orvis furrowed his brows at the unsightly display of aggression and heartbreak, all this pointless screaming and flailing of arms. Did people forget how to act sometimes? Rude behaviour, vicious words, and general disturbance was taking place in his favourite LA cafe. Orvis sighed, keeping his head down and continuing to write, preferring to ignore everything rather than gormlessly watch the theatrics. [break][break] But there was one phrase he heard, which clearly came from someone so evidently care-free and cold. Orvis shuddered at those words, something that felt so evidently against everything that Orvis stood for. But he daren't look up to see who said such words, he had built his own bubble of love and safety and wanted to keep it that way. [break][break] Eventually, it died down, and Orvis took a sip from his water before glancing up. Someone approached, a large and dominating presence that lured his gaze up from the paper. While mid-sentence, he looked up, feeling his stomach drop slightly upon staring at the man before him. He couldn't tell if he was scared, aroused, or both-[break][break] Wait. What on earth was he thinking?![break][break] He swallowed a lump in his throat, his eyes unable to pry themselves from the other player. Without realising, his pen trailed across the page, drawing a squiggly line before bumping onto the table. Flinching at the sudden change of texture from pen against paper, the pen flicked out of his fingers and clattered to the ground, directly in front of the man. Oh no.[break][break] Panicking, Orvis tried to do what he always did. Stay unseen, out of the way, and mind his own business. Ducking quickly and lowering himself small, he tried to quickly snatch up the pen without so much as even lifting his chin. For whatever reason, he felt it best to grovel and hide from whatever demi-god decided to bless this cafe today.
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Sept 15, 2022 11:39:12 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 15, 2022 11:39:12 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] "Hello! Nice to see someone finally~" Orvis giggled, doing his best to make up for the beast he was sat on. He gave Grumble a rub under his jaw, to which the drake let out a pleased huff of air from its nostrils. "This is Grumble." [break][break] There were bags and straps attached to the mount, though no saddle, as Orvis sadly hadn't found one or knew how to properly attach it. Thankfully, it was as if Grumble was meant to be sat on, for the groove in his back was smooth yet sturdy. Maybe a bit hard at times, but Orvis was fine with walking every now and then. [break][break] Rather clunky in dismounting Grumble, Orvis was not elegant at all when he spun his legs round. Grumble was quite large, especially for Orvis' height, and he almost fell on his rear when hopping off. "Woah, need to get used to that."[break][break] Brushing himself off and readjusting his clothes, he pointed at the small fox by the other player, "Oh, are you a summoner or tamer as well!? I haven't seen many of us. Best kind of class, right?!"
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Sept 15, 2022 11:29:40 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 15, 2022 11:29:40 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Orvis felt protected yet afraid, confident that whatever Grumble had turned into would keep him safe, but still concerned by the intimidating demeanour it appeared to possess. Gently scooping up the club, in order to not make any sudden movements, Orvis would remain in the position he was in, watching as the mishipeshu got further knocked across the sand by Delphi. Orvis wanted to see what Grumble would do, unsure if he had the authority to control it right now. [break][break] Thankfully, it seemed Grumble was intelligent, digging claws into the sand to carry him towards the cat in a matter of seconds. It was fast. Much faster than before. It opened its jaws, revealing sharp fangs and a long tongue, saliva drooling from it as it ran. Lunging forwards, Grumble clamped down on the Mishipeshu's throat, causing it to screech in pain like an actual cat. In retaliation, it swiped at Grumble with multiple claws, its tail even lashing up and whacking him across the back. There was blood, a lot of it, but Orvis wasn't sure whose was whose. [break][break] "Grumble! Be careful!" Orvis shrieked, instinctively running forwards. He was not as fast, but he would make it closer to them, lifting the bone club and whacking the Mishipeshu across the eyes. Again, Orvis was thrown back by the scrap the two creatures were having, this was no position for him to get in close. Learning his lesson, he pushed himself up off the ground, feeling a throbbing in his chest where he got hit. [break][break] "Elisande! Finish it!" He shouted, hoping that she might be able to do something once more. All Orvis could do was watch his beloved monster hiss and cry in pain, all for protecting the players...
[break][break] Grumble attacks for E Rank [basic] damage on Mishipeshu.[break] Mishipeshu attacks for E Rank damage on Grumble. [break] Mishipeshu attacks for D Rank [basic] damage on Orvis. [break]
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Sept 14, 2022 19:26:55 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 14, 2022 19:26:55 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] zootopia: Player summons/ pets have +10% increase to all stats. Increased by +10% for each added Summoner/ Tamer.
[break][break] Orvis looked Min-Su up and down, he seemed like a genuinely good person if he had been leaving money on the counter. But they were also right, money wasn't that important anymore, at least not in places like these. "A lot of people are missing, sadly." Orvis frowned, "Well, not missing, but I haven't seen them since this all happened. I have to find them again." He paused, turning to look at Min-Su with a serious expression, "My family." [break][break] Orvis had always been worried about walking on the train track, always hearing about the gross stuff that flushes out straight onto the ground, or the rats and mice that scurry along them. But thankfully, everything seemed quite clean, albeit overgrown. It was nice - scenic, in fact. "I haven't seen any vehicles working at all, technology is... Limited, strangely. It probably works, but we're not allowed to." Frustrating really, it would make it a lot easier to reunite with loved ones. [break][break] "Oh, Grumble?" Orvis turned to face Min-Su, then look down at the creature. "It's a, uh, a slime? Or a lizard... I'm unsure. But it's saved me a few times, even if it is a bit angry."[break][break] A low growl came from it, but soon stopped after a gurgle or two. Orvis was never sure what to make of the creature, it didn't seem to be keen on Orvis, but always tried to keep him safe when needed. "I- I think it might take me two days to get to my home. I understand if you don't want to walk all that way, but I'm grateful that you wanted to explore a little with me regardless." [break]
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Sept 14, 2022 18:51:30 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 14, 2022 18:51:30 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] starting thread at level 7 [break][break] Although he was deeply saddened by the overall rewrite of England, Orvis was quite glad that he was at least familiar with certain areas in the region coined 'countryside'. Vastly different to the original meaning of the word, 'countryside' had become a term used to describe the endless hills, forests and trails that filled the space between what little towns and cities remained in the UK. Orvis was thankful that his hometown kept some semblance of what it once looked like, but other areas like the city he lived in had been... Altered. [break][break] But his family and friends were safe, at least the ones he could find so far. But there were more out there, and he needed to find them. With his new monster, or rather, upgraded monster, Grumble galloped softly along the trail. They were just coming back from a town he knew some friends lived in, but like most places, had been overgrown and replaced by nothing but trees, ponds and little tuffets. Orvis had never ridden a horse before this, as they used to terrify him quite a bit in fact. But Grumble was gentle, albeit slightly terrifying at times, and always made sure Orvis was comfortable. [break][break] Once again, Orvis was travelling without a party, preferring to sneak out and gain levels without the risk of his family or friends getting hurt. For a while now, he hadn't seen a single other player, but upon reaching the top of a grassy slope, saw crossroads some way away, with an individual and something... Sparkly(?) accompanying them. Cautious of strangers and knowing he might appear intimidating, Orvis did his best to look as friendly as possible. A big, beaming smile, a cocked head and an enthusiastic wave. [break][break] Grumble, on the other hand, remained proud and fierce. [break]
[attr="class","orvistag"] @yasushi
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Sept 14, 2022 17:30:30 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 14, 2022 17:30:30 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisquote"] [attr="class","orvisquoteinner"] CYBER STOCKHOLM SYNDROME |
[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Orvis slowly started to hike up the hill, feeling quite the chill on his bare skin as it started to dip into late afternoon. With the wet clothes bundled up in his arms, he was finally starting to hear a strange scuffle. Which was weird, since Grumble hardly made any noise.[break][break] Upon having embers kicked up towards the creature, it would let out a deep, ghastly groan like drums beating from its throat. That, paired with a draconic, horse-like neigh, it reared up onto its hind legs. With great poise and balance, it kicked its front legs into the air, the heavy talons on its feet thrashing wildly towards Yukiharu. Grumble did not directly engage, but instead held his ground, only harming Yuki if he stepped closer. [break][break] Upon hearing the distressed/ warning cry of his monster, Orvis panicked and started running. The moment he saw them creep into view, he started flailing around in a panic, but was too out of breath to actually shout anything. Annoyingly, the monster rancher was positioned behind the other player's field of view, which meant Orvis had to get there as fast as possible! [break][break] Pushing himself to his limit, Orvis ran down the slope and towards the small camp he made. Huffing and puffing, he hurled the bundle of wet clothes at the man's face, and if that didn't work, would rugby tackle him.[break][break] Orvis was by no means big, or strong, but the smaller and less muscular kid did indeed try to tackle this giant of a man to the ground - anything to stop him from actually fighting Grumble. Orvis was unsure if this older male would even budge, but hopefully the soggy t-shirt to the face would do the trick.
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Sept 11, 2022 20:26:59 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 11, 2022 20:26:59 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Orvis felt incredibly comfortable roaming the countryside since Grumble evolved. He was literally living his childhood fantasy, all those monster catching games he used to play (and still does) was now actually a reality. For him, at least. It was a unique class, and he hadn't come across many other players that could tame and raise beasts. There was that one person, Min-Su, who kindly helped Orvis locate his family and pet dog. He wanted to make sure that him and his family remained safe, and to do that, it meant they needed to grow strong together. [break][break] Orvis insisted that his Mum, Sister and younger cousins remain within a safe zone. If they went out to somewhere risky, they did it as a family. The thought of someone getting hurt, it made him sick to his stomach. But Orvis didn't listen to his own advice, he was secretly sneaking out of whatever safe zone they were in and hunting monsters for some extra XP. Thankfully, he was never alone thanks to having Grumble with him, who was incredibly useful at getting around now. Fast travel was limited to a few locations, so having Grumble meant he could try to locate other friends and family much easier. [break][break] Having already done a bit of hunting, Orvis had set up a little camp with Grumble left to guard it. Meanwhile, Orvis had just hurried to a gorgeous river not far from there in order to give himself a quick wash. The plant monsters in this region were a pain, always covering him in nasty-smelling gunk, but nothing water couldn't get rid of. In just his underwear, he was splashing the cold water along his body, but mindful of the late afternoon creeping in on them. There was a sublime haze cast across the rolling fields and emerald trees, colours of burnt ochres and brilliant ambers seeping deep into the grass and mud banks by the river. [break][break] "Should probably dry this by the fire before it gets dark." Orvis stepped out from the river, soaked from head to toe. Although he knew people came to this outer region of the countryside a lot, he never bumped into anybody, people liked to stick to their own space. Although Orvis would love nothing more than to party up with people, others always got nervous around poor Grumble. As he shook the wet clothes in the air, he had an odd feeling that something was about to happen. Following this gut feeling, he wanted to just get a quick peek of his camp at the top of the hill. [break][break] Unbeknownst to Orvis, Grumble was already standing his ground. Claws hooves stamped at the dirt, nostrils flaring as it bucked its head multiple times at Yuki, starting to pace around in an attempt for the two to start circling around the fire. It had to protect the camp, protect itself, and protect Orvis...
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Sept 11, 2022 14:10:02 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 11, 2022 14:10:02 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] 'Dear Diary,' Orvis began, his pen furiously scribbling away at the journal he recently purchased, 'I met the most annoying, pretentious and utterly absurd individual today. He's a colossal twat, some quirked up twink that thinks he runs the place and had the audacity to say I look like a chewed up candy wrapper with no taste for fashion.'[break][break] Orvis took a deep breath, an angry exhale as he closed his eyes and took a moment before diving right back in. [break][break] 'I thought this new world would make people more understanding and kind to one another, especially a fellow member of the LGBTQT+ community. I try not to let this stuff get to me, but maybe he was right. Despite being over the top and possessing one of the most punchable faces I've ever seen, I must remember to remain positive and kind.'[break][break] Another moment to reflect, Orvis leant back on the chair in the small but quaint cafe on the highstreet. There was still a sense of normalcy in Los Angeles, some people kept their businesses running and did their best to help others. There was no proper income anymore, so people just used the money they had left or found other ways to buy things with points etc. There were a lot of plants here, and the glass windows at the front showed the busy streets outside with other players mingling and getting to their jobs in the early hours of Thursday. Strange, really, why people clung onto such mundane tasks. [break][break] But at least Orvis got a good coffee out of it, and a place to write.[break][break] 'Regardless, I did go and get my haircut. I didn't explain to my Mum why I needed one so desperately, but she was happy to oblige. It seemed she chose a class that allowed her to completely makeover some people, making her job much easier. I'm glad my family are safe now, but there are still some I haven't heard from. I will find them.'
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Sept 11, 2022 13:43:45 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 11, 2022 13:43:45 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] With everything going on, it was normal to assume that most people were in regions they had never visited before in their life. In just a couple of days, Orvis had been to multiple points in the world and back again just by reaching a way point within a safezone. The one from LA to London was quite straight forward, but it was worrying knowing he had to walk a long distance to get to anywhere else. If only Grumble was some kind of horse or flying dragon, that would be make thing's a lot easier. [break][break] "I um... I did my best to prepare for the journey. I have food, water and other survival equipment." Orvis looked nervous, guilty in fact, "In all honesty, I did just borrow it from a department store. It was open and... I figured the law doesn't apply anymore so-"[break][break] He would pause, looking up to Min-Su to see his reaction. Did it make Orvis a bad person? he would return all the items he took once he returned, he promised! Even though there was nobody running the shop. "I took it from a chain, I figured that would be better? I don't even know if we have need for jobs anymore."[break][break] Holding out a hand to Pepero, he would just allow the dog to sniff him but refrain from petting its head. Orvis knew what it was like when strangers tried to pet your dog, and he didn't want to overstep any boundaries. "I would give you a dog treat, but I promised I would hold onto it until I can give it to my own dog. I was teleported away before I could give it to him."[break][break] While Orvis made sure he had all his equipment, he would bring up the system menu and aim it towards Min-Su. It didn't give him any information just yet, since the system was private until they accepted the invite. [break][break] PARTY INVITE[break] SEND[break] [break] "I think if we just follow the train tracks, I have a rough idea of where we should be headed..." Taking a deep breath, he would puff out his chest and start walking down the train platform, preferring to stay on the solid pathway before kneeling down, hanging his legs over the edge and hopping onto the grassy tracks. Once settled, he turned to reach up and grab little Grumble, who begrudgingly allowed himself to be picked up and placed gently on the lower level. Looking out, he saw that a few other players had already set off further ahead of them. [break][break] [break]
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Sept 11, 2022 9:31:15 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 11, 2022 9:31:15 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] "Hnngggg..." Orvis slowly pulled himself up, using the giant bone to support him like a single crutch. He started spitting out the sand, watching the grit hit the shore below him. It was hard to breathe for a moment, as if he just got compressed by a single blow from the beast. Orvis needed to do something about that, realising now that his stats did nothing for him physically. Eventually, when he caught his breath, Orvis rubbed his eyes to see Elisande making her way over quickly. [break][break] "D- Did I hurt it?" he asked, still doubled over slightly from the pain. [break][break] A shrill jaguar's cry came from the creature, finally managing to swipe away at Grumble and also fling the poor slime up into the air towards Orvis and Ellie. Panicking, and with a newfound burst of energy, Orvis ran a few steps forwards and threw the bone to the ground. Holding out his arms, he jumped up and just about managed to catch Grumble before the poor slime hit the ground. It was injured already just from that one blow, and seemed to groan weakly in his arms. [break][break] "E- Ellie, grab the club." Orvis suggested, feeling a strange warmth coming from the creature in his arms. A small menu appeared above Grumble, flickering to signify its weakened state. [break][break] ADVANCE MONSTER TO THE NEXT STAGE?[break] [ Y ] - - - [ N ] [break][break] What did this mean? Orvis wish he had more time to figure this out, but the Mishipeshu was now in hot pursuit, creeping forwards with its slinking movements and sharpened claws. Hesitantly, Orvis clicked on 'Yes', and felt the warmth grow, before Grumble floated up a few feet above the ground, encompassed by code and pixels. It was entirely swarmed by digital light, shrouding it in a single blue cube that grey triple the size, almost blocking the vision between them and the sea cat. [break][break] Was it some kind of barricade? What was it supposed to do? Orvis took a few steps back, ready to try and run away if it came to it. But as the Mishipeshu suddenly lunged forwards with its paws outstretched, it collided with the giant pixelated cube, causing it to pop like a bubble. Dispersing in streams of data, it unravelled to reveal a large horse-like reptile, which deftly ducked underneath the Mishipeshu and used its horns to jab into its underbelly. In one fell motion, the drake threw the Mishipeshu further into the air, straight over Orvis and Ellie as it swiped fruitlessly in the air. Landing roughly, it also skidded and rolled across the sand before angrily hissing. [break][break] Before Orvis could turn to see what just happened to 'Grumble', they had already stepped forwards, putting itself in front of the two players in a defensive stance. It had similar mannerisms to a horse, huffing out its nostrils and stamping its clawed hoof against the sand, as if it were going to charge. [break][break] "G- Grumble?" Orvis gingerly raised a hand, placing it delicately on its scaly hide. The creature's eyes darted back, glancing at Orvis with a look of disdain. Orvis let go, taking a step back. "Thank you."[break][break] Mishipeshu attacks for F Rank [basic] damage on Grumble. [break] Grumble evolves! [break] Grumble attacks for E Rank [basic] damage on Mishipeshu.[break] [break]
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Sept 10, 2022 21:48:49 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 10, 2022 21:48:49 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] "Thats- That's a good point, actually!" Orvis shouted back, now holding the bone club with both hands and swinging it slightly like a baseball club. Orvis had never used this weapon before, and had never actually used something in such a way to hurt something. Even in his first tutorial, all he did was run around and avoid being killed. He just prayed he didn't have to get close to this thing, he didn't stand a chance. Doing its best to swipe at Delphi while also making its way onto land, the Mishipeshu's body wormed through the waves, mimicking the flowing shape they made as it also landed with a soft thud into the sand. It's claws were visible, splayed out into the sand as its tail flicked around. Fish-like whiskers whipped around, and its jaw opened up to unnatural sizes, easily making Orvis look like a bitesized cat treat. [break][break] tasty (〃ω〃)- you smell extra delicious to certain monsters. has varied effects... [break][break] "FUCK!" Orvis forgot about this so called 'skill'. This curse from the system, paired with the fact he was waving a giant bone through the air probably didn't help him at all. "Grumble, attack it!"[break][break] The small slime quickly hopped along the ground, moving slowly but striking with accuracy. It opened up it's tiny mouth and clamped tight around the monster's front leg, drawing the noticeable shine of red blood. Hissing, the creature started shaking its leg around, ready to bite at it if it weren't for the enhanced orb of starlight from Elisande. Orvis watched it grow bigger, glowing with a more concentrated burn with each ally it passed through. Orvis took this opportunity to run forwards, bringing back the bone club and slamming it firmly into the ankle of its other front paw. [break][break] Unsurprisingly, the creature thrashed around in a sudden whip and twist of its body, the large and wet tail slamming into Orvis, winding him instantly. His body tumbled limply across the sand like a ragdoll, getting a mouthful of sand in the process. [break][break] Grumble attacks for F Rank [basic] damage on Mishipeshu. [break] Orvis attacks for F Rank [basic] damage on Mishipeshu. [break] Orvis takes F Rank [basic] damage from Mishipeshu.[break] [break]
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Sept 10, 2022 20:26:57 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 10, 2022 20:26:57 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Orvis felt the rush of water around his ankles, a feeling he actually kind of liked when the shore pulled back in only to be churned back. He could feel his feet sink into the wet sand a few centimetres, the water running between his toes as loose pebbles tumbled over them. But this was different, more violent compared to the gentle lapping that he felt so far on this brisk walk. Hearing Elisande's assertive voice made him perk up, and Grumble also started to hop away further. [break][break] "Wh- What is it?" Orvis did as she said regardless, hurrying up the beach and looking back out to the water. The once calm ocean became more violent, a large area swelling and bursting as some kind of creature emerged from it. "Oh sh- shit!"[break][break] Grumble began to growl, a deep and rough sound emanating from its tiny body. Orvis, in a hurry, brought up his inventory and selected the [bone club] from his weapon stash. A large femur bone from a dinosaur fossil materialised from thin air, landing with a thud into the sand. Orvis swiftly picked it up, though he did admittedly try to catch it in mid-air. "This looks strong! Maybe we should run?" It was clear the young monster rancher was scared, his stance was shoddy and grip weak. Was it because he put no stats into Power? Orvis frowned, hoping that his monsters might be able to help some more.[break][break] Already, Delphi burst into action as it swam through the air for a hefty whack against the cat. The two creatures seemingly engaging in mid-air/ underwater combat. "Stay on the sand, Grumble! Wait till it gets closer."[break][break] The sabre-toothed slime angrily paced back and forth, making weird barking noises at the creature as it attempted to swipe at the astral dolphin. Bringing up a hand, Orvis would point it at the so called 'Mishipeshu' and call out, "Egg Snatcher!"[break][break] SUCCESS [break][break] Just as the previous times he's done this, the creature was encased in a harmless, skin-tight light flecked with multicoloured code. After a brief delay, the bubble burst into stardust, entwining together into a DNA Helix of ones and zeroes, swirling through the air towards Orvis in a matter of seconds. It snaked around his arm, and must have been sucked straight into the egg in his rucksack. [break][break] YOUR EGG IS READY TO HATCH.[break] ESSENCE: 75%[break] HATCHING AN EGG BELOW 100% ESSENCE MAY RESULT IN A WEAKENED CREATURE.[break][break] HATCH ANYWAY?[break] [ Y ] ------ [ N ][break] [break] Immediately pressing on 'No', the system menu disappeared and Orvis was once again left with nothing but the aquatic cat. Although Egg Snatcher doesn't cause any physical pain, or any physical sensation at all, it always seemed to annoy monsters and draw their attention. Orvis already started running further back up the beach, "G- Grumble! Do your best!" [break]
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Sept 10, 2022 17:32:26 GMT
Post by orvis peck on Sept 10, 2022 17:32:26 GMT
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[attr="class","orvisreescroll"] Could he really bring himself to do this?[break][break] Orvis' finger hovered above the screen, balanced between two options that could change his life. The realisation that happened after his first tutorial, was that he was way out of his league. He could do nothing to help at the time, pointlessly running around with an egg. But this time, maybe he could try to redeem himself? [break][break] Although he wanted nothing more than to surround himself with the ones he loves, an itch in his brain wouldn't leave him. Weakness. Strength and power, a linear goal to gain experience and further one's skills. That's all Orvis could think of, to be able to properly protect friends and family. [break][break] Still having not found his family or dog, Orvis stood underneath a tree atop a hill, overlooking the British countryside. At least, some semblance of it anyway. Glancing down to Grumble, Orvis sighed and gave him a thumbs up. "We got this, buddy."[break][break] A firm press on the screen, and Orvis felt his body tingle just as before, dispersing into atoms and chunks of pixelated coding. [break][break] When Orvis' vision returned to him, he found himself in a darker, unfamiliar territory. There were already others around, bracing themselves at the door to the tutorial zone. Knowing how others might react to Grumble, Orvis bent down and scooped the little fella up (much to his dismay). Eventually, the monster stopped resisting and remained willingly held by Orvis. It seemed he could sense his fear, the sight of this area alone was terrifying enough. [break][break] "This is... Terrifying." Orvis said in a hushed whisper, only for the sharpest of senses to hear. "We'll be okay. We'll be okay."
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