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4 yrs ago
Current Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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4 yrs ago
Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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4 yrs ago
no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
5 yrs ago
Oh shit, I'm sorry
6 yrs ago
instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Surta Matahari Huchson

This was a mistake.

This was a more important operation to the Republic than she had thought. There were not only the normal rank and file soldiers as well as mercenaries, but also Jedi in this operation. The Jedi themselves thought this was important enough to send several of them here, or at least, did not stop those who thought it was important to come here. It was a good thing she had enough experience by now to keep her presence normal, exuding neither the aura of a Jedi or a darksider, but only that of a commoner. It helped that she was in this large suit as well.

The large imposing assault suit that stood much taller than Surta did, necessitating some improvisation and customization before she was able to use it comfortably. A rusting beast that she had salvaged and repaired to be a slightly rusted and tarnished beast that worked.

She remained silent throughout, unwilling to draw attention to her any more than necessary. Unwilling, but if she did not speak to join the drug busting operation, like any bloodthirsty merc with a damned mechanized walking tank would do...

"I shall join the assault upon the drug den."

Surta stepped forwards towards the armored vehicle, the power suit moving much smoother and not at all ponderously like its size would suggest. There was some sort of irony in this, for she had been on the other side of a drug den bust before.
Rinnosuke Morichika
The Unmoving Used Goods Seller


The shopkeeper moved slowly towards his starting point.

Oddly enough, he still wore a gentle smile, though tempered with determination. It was as if he was heading not to battle, but a normal exercise.

"Sorry for being hard headed, but if you're new to this place, I might as well teach you how conflicts are settled here. But, they're usually settled by matches li-"

"WHOAH! IS SOMEONE FIGHTING!?" An overexcited fairy zipped around the clearing, their voice luring in more fairies.

"I wanna join! Danmaku! DANMAKUUUU!" More and more fairies started to join in, though the more timid ones stayed back around the clearing, looking worriedly at their bolder friends.

Sighing, Rinnosuke continued. "Well, perhaps a demonstration would be best. On guard!"

***


Bell Pepper, in the meantime, had rushed into the shop with Ami, looking around at... well, it looked more like a pawn shop from the real world. It was full of old junk, strange curios, jars of preserved stuff, and even an old looking keyboard in the background. For a strange eastern land it seemed odd that this shop would carry such a stuff. As such, Bell wasn't really paying attention to Sophos' conversation, being more interested to root around and see what else this person has in their collection.

All of a sudden, a beep from her log book notified her that battle was commencing with the shopkeeper.

"Ah. Did we make him mad? Maybe he doesn't like window shoppers."

Following the location noted on the book to start and participate in the combat, she took her place with Ami, giving a thumbs up as she did so.


With the location for their first conquest finally locked in, the image within the gate shimmered, throwing out some impressive blue sparks, before finally showing an image of the Forest. It seemed to ripple as if it was the surface of a pond, disturbed by a droplet of water, but the image within was unmistakable.

"Then, by the vote of the majority, the forest is our first conquest! Our landing, our foothold into this strange barbaric lands! Come, adventurers, claim this land in the name of King Tristran, claim it, for honor and glory!"

Looking a little out of breath, Frika nonetheless gave a grand gesture towards the gate, looking more than a little bit excited.

"Well? Lets go!"

***


Once those that got the paper to vote went through the gate, everyone would feel an insane tingling down their back, with perhaps even some being to the point of actual tickling. However, the gate seemed to have worked, and teleported them into the forest. Almost immediately the difference between here and where they came from was clear. There was a gentle breeze, ruffling hair, and bringing with it the heady scent of several odd mushrooms as well as the earthy smell of an ancient forest. Laughter could be heard around, like the tinkling of bells. The source was immediately apparent; winged beings with the appearance of children, and judging how they were playing, with the minds of one, was flitting about the trees paying them no mind. The leaves on the ground seemed crisper, crackling with dryly with every step made upon them.

While it all looked like the image seen upon the gate, towards the north was a small clearing, and a rather odd looking house. A man opened his door nonchalantly, stretching out and yawning, before catching sight of the group. After a moment's hesitation, he gave a small smile and spoke.

"Oh? Did I pick up another one of those lamps? Or do I have actual visitors?"


While he seemed easygoing, there was obviously tension in his body, as if still wary of the group. It seemed he did not expect such a group to show up on his doorsteps.

"Or perhaps there was another reason why such a group comes to me?"

His hand went lazily towards the door of his house, the latch opening as he turned the knob.
Bell Pepper, Gekkou Kami, Hopper, Naumi
Collab with Denny, Baklava, and Atsat


"SUN FLOWER FIELD!" Bell exclaimed almost immediately. "I want to go-"

Realizing she needed to vote for it on the paper in front of her, she flicked out a quill with a quick gesture, then ticked the box on the paper. Field means a large vast space, and that means space for running. A lot of running. She liked to run. Turning to the others, her hands wandered slowly towards the huge fluffy tail behind Ami.

"Well, what are you guys gonna pick?"

Before Bell had the chance to touch it, the tail swiveled out of sight. Turning to face Bell just as her own voting paper disappeared, Ami smiled, "I picked the village!"

Naumi had already voted by the time Bell spoke up. "Oh, well I picked that forest. Feels like the most interesting place to explore, and I bet there's some mystical shit in there just looking at it." She also noted how the novice was really infatuated with that tail. Poor Ami, having to deal with being rubbed all the time.

"Eh? Is that so? I don't really care for those sort of things." Bell looked slightly disappointed at the tail swishing away, but she guessed there would be another time for fluffy tail touching. Maybe after this part of the campaign was done. "The field with the sunflower field looks nice and open. Ah, sunflowers are nice too. Maybe we can find a nice old grandma to take us in while we're there or something."

Ami grinned ruefully, almost starting to regret her choice, "Or a handsome samurai!"

Naumi laughed at this. "Well, your Samurai in shining armor is just a bunch of ones and zeroes. NPCs might look nice, but there really isn't much to them. Now I gotta wonder though, this place seems pretty Japanese-whatever inspired so guess we'll run into stuff like that."

Ami stared blankly at Naumi for the briefest of moments, masking the firey indignation lurking behind bright pink eyes. Of course she didn't think the NPCs were real or anything. How old did Naumi think she was?

Her lips split into a sunny smile.

"Jesus, Naumi," she laughed lightly at the white haired swordsman, "I'm not lookin' to marry one. A woman can hope for some eye candy every now and then, can't she?" She winked playfully, swishing her tail for emphasis.

Without missing a beat, Bell Pepper caught the tail as it swished by her. The softness of the fur was enough to make her mind melt; almost enough to make her lose what little common sense she had and grab Ami like a plushie. Almost. As it was, she felt she could die right now and regret nothing. Realizing she had just been warned against this sort of thing, Bell snapped to herself suddenly, and let go.

"Ah, sorry about that. Its just that..." I can't resist grabbing it when it started swishing she wanted to say, but that didn't seem right. What was she, a cat? "I really like fluffy things."

"OH! Maybe we will find a fluffy samurai! I want to see a red panda samurai! It won't matter that they're real or not then, right?" She turned towards Naumi, smilling widely.

Ami jumped a little at the grab, but was otherwise unhindered. She smiled in response to Bell's apology, prepared to explain that she didn't mind before the blonde girl spoke again.

Ami's eyes lit up immediately.

"Yes! See? Pepper gets it!" she exclaimed excitedly. Gracefully balancing one foot against the base of her staff, the little fox sorceress used the leverage to drape one arm around Bell's neck and press their cheeks together.

Zhane had listened to the girls carefully before he picked, seeing what their opinions were on the choices before finally making a descision of his own. "I'm going with the place with the cherry blossoms." Turning to the girls again, he watched as they interacted, smiling at how comfortable they were with one another having just only met.

"A cute neko-girl would be awesome to see at the manor. Especially one in an adorable kimono!" The thief said, imagining a cute NPC of his own.

Naumi crossed her arms and glanced to the side thoughtfully. "Alright, guess some Samurai dude or, a cat girl." She gestured at Hopper to at least acknowledge his contribution, "Could be some nice eye candy. Dunno what I would want to see on the other side though."
World's End Online: The Conquest of the New Lands


Coughing, Frika spoke loudly to regain the attention of those gathered there.

"Uhm, the campaign is starting!"

Taking in a deep breath, Frika adopted a more confident pose, as well as speaking with a more grandiose tone.

"Welcome, adventurers! The fair King Tristran of Prontera had received word from explorers, that a new hostile land hath been discovered,and decreed that the land be taken under his banner. However, our king needs a foothold on these new lands, and our scouts have identified a few locations that would serve as such. Now, brave warriors, which of these sites would you conquer first?! Beware, however, each location will award different bonuses, as well as hosting different yet similarly dangerous foes to overcome!"

The gate's empty blackness started to gain swirls of colours as it hummed to life, blue hieroglyphs and indecipherable runes shining upon its structure.

Everyone present will receive a small poll to vote, as images of the locations they can vote on appeared on the darkness inside the gate itself. However, anyone else besides those that had stumbled upon the place did not. People like Cygnus for example.

Frederica Bernstein


She stared silently at the sterile white ceiling, with only the soft noises of the machine accompanying her.

Rikka looked towards her cast, full of colorful scribbles and names from all her visitors, yet all it made her feel was melancholy. She wanted to go outside and run again. If she was to stay in bed for longer, she'd lose her edge on the tracks.

The door opened, as she looked expectantly towards the nurse coming in, or rather, what she was carrying in. One of the cheaper VR units, a simple black goggle with straps and one long cord for the power source. They have decided it was better for her to play one of those VR games on it than just sitting here doing nothing.

Considering the alternative, Rikka wasn't about to question their decision. Anything was better than doing nothing.

Taking in a deep breath, she donned the headset, adjusted it over her eyes, and turned it on.

*** Bell Pepper ***


Once again, she was at the gates of the grand city of Prontera, one of the major locations of World's End Online. Most paid her no mind as Bell Pepper skipped over towards a waystone. No one really paid any mind to a novice after all, not unless they're decked in some sort of end game gear and had several accolades displayed on their person.

Not that she knew that or even actually cared. She wanted to see that shrine again, that oddly beautifully detailed shrine that, in its simple existence, managed to trump the details and authenticity of what she had seen of the game so far.

But, as she selected the empty space upon the surface of the waystone once again, she was teleported, not to the shrine, but instead to a white expanse of nothing, save for a circle of dirt and grass, with one large imposing mon with nothing but darkness within its arch. That, and the people within.

They looked... well, they looked far more experienced than she was, sporting gear she had never seen before. Granted, it was her second time actually playing the game, but still. A flying merman in a water bubble, an elf in school costume, a samurai, and what seemed like a roman soldier, etc, it seemed they had all sorts from the outlandish to the grounded in terms of characters present. After Frika's initial speech, the rest of the players seemed to start talking amongst themselves.

Listening to Zeira's question, the rabbit smiled and answered. "Ah, yes! As with all content, you will be locked into this campaign once you start it. Please do your best to complete it!"

"Hweh!?" Frika yelped a little as Sophos squished her ears in her hands. With barely any time to react, another man, Marken, started ruffling her hair. Looking more than a little nonplussed about the situation, it didn't help that Arryn stepped in closer than she'd liked.

"So, were you made with fetishism in mind or did you choose to be deviant all by yourself?"

"Eh? B-but, I... I didn't choose... "

Luckily, she was saved from having to answer that question by one of them, with a pair of rabbit ears, who had decided to hop into the blackness of the gate, before hitting an invisible wall face first and bouncing back onto the ground. Moments later, another more stylized fox avatar with a large fluffy tail dashed straight into it, bouncing away from the darkness like the fellow before her. Frika was looking noticeably more distraught at this point.

"Ah! W-wait, I have not opened the gate yet!"

"Hmm, you guys sure are energetic!" Bell Pepper grinned widely, as she accepted the EULA without a second thought. It didn't really matter to her what the campaign was, or whether she should even be here without leveling up or grinding for gears first. It was something to do after all.
IC is up and running. It will be a short period to introduce characters, set them up, etc before the next GM post.
World's End Online



A glitch.

An odd gateway in a place that was supposed to be empty.

Even an empty name in a teleport list.

There were many ways one could get lost, but all lead to this place, this small expanse. First, there was a shrine. Empty, but detailed in ways none of the game had been. Perhaps they could have tried to examine it further, perhaps they could have entered it to seek answers, but server maintenance kicked in just then, leaving them with nothing but questions. When they returned, they returned... to a much different scene than just a shrine in a sea of black.

In the distance, there was nothing. A white expanse stretched before them, emptiness as far as the eye could see. Directly around them the white a rough ring of dirt, and grass that was listing lazily in a breeze that they couldn’t feel. Before them was gigantic red mon – a traditional style Japanese gate often seen in temples and shrines. Within it was only a piercing blackness, heavily contrasted against the white backdrop.

It was like nothing they’d ever seen in World’s End Online. In a world of castles and rolling fields reminiscent of medieval Europe there was something distinctly foreign about it. They didn’t have much time to consider it before the appearance of an unfamiliar NPC – a girl dressed as a maid with the ears of a rabbit was approaching them.

"Welcome, adventurers, to our newest campaigns! I am Frika, your guide in this epic story of conquest, and the taming of this new uncharted land, with unknown adversaries and exclusive loot to be found! If you manage to live long enough to reap the rewards of this new campaign, that is. Are you prepared, adventurers, for the Conquest of the New World!?"

It was a spirited speech, as the bunny eared maid went on her spiel about the new campaign. In short, it was the usual spiel designed to hype up the campaign as much as possible to make more people interested in it. While the campaign, setting and everything about this place was new to World's End Online, these sorts of hype tactics should be more than familiar with anyone who had ever played WE Online for a few hours, or even just looked at all WE Online's trailers online.

Nor was it any sort of surprise when she waved her hands, making scrolls appear in front of everyone present. Most everyone familiar with the game would recognize it as the usual EULA, which for some reason they had taken to popping up before every major story campaign in the game.

The scroll itself was looked like the typical piece of parchment, though it contained a scrollbar inside as well as the two buttons for accepting it and declining it. It was something that was highly unimmersive, but many agreed it saved space, especially considering how long some EULAs were.

"Alright, those who wish to participate in this newest campaign of epic proportions, please accept the End User License Agreement, and enter through this red gate. If there are any questions, I will endevour to answer them as best I can."

With that she bowed, ears flopping as she did so, before standing attentively. Those with sharp eyes would notice Frika fidgeting slightly with a nervous look on her face.
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