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⬣//SPREAD, CONTAMINATE, ERADICATE
You've had a chance to adapt to your new circumstances and make peace with what your life has become… hopefully. If you haven't, don't expect life to get any easier.
A few things have changed in recent days. Healing no longer works as effectively as it did in the past. If you're in the habit of behaving recklessly, don't expect one of Fragment's few healers to pick up the slack. Broken bones will now remain broken no matter how many healing spells are cast on your shattered limbs. Damage to organs can't be repaired with the wave of a wand.
What's more, HP and SP restoring items have gotten harder and harder to come by. Potions are no longer available for purchase at generic NPC shops and gatherable items needed for crafting have become fewer and fewer in number, limiting your item making options. If you've gotten into the bad habit of injuring yourself heedless of the consequences, it's time to rethink your lifestyle. Playtime is over.
Think of the three core memories that have formed and shaped the person you are today. Some will think back fondly on family and friends while others have been jaded by the ill treatment they've received from important figures in their lives. In any case, it's of little concern to you now. One of those three precious memories has vacated your mind, taking with it a vital piece of you that you can no longer get back.
You may choose one of the three key memories listed on your application to be taken away from your character. Choices are limited to the memories supplied in your application and additional memories submitted for the previous memshare event or not eligible for convenient plot-induced memory loss. Choose wisely, because you aren't getting it back.
And Sky Fish, and Disco Knives, and Evil Armors…
Has anyone noticed the monsters around town lately? Which town, you may ask? The answer is all of them.
Monsters have invaded Root Towns in large waves, attacking anything and everything in sight. Any lovingly crafted signs or other furnishings you've erected around town are easily torn to shreds and destroyed by the monsters who have come to roost in your once safe Root Towns. On the plus side, PvE and PvP has now been enabled in all Root Towns, which is excellent news for those who wish to combat the monster invasion and those who can't seem to help hurting themselves and others.
These monsters range in level from 50 to 75, and while many of them can be defeated with a bit of ingenuity and teamwork, some of them boast impenetrable shields that no regular attacks or spells can break through. They are also immune to status/potion/armor effects.
When in doubt, turn to your fellow players for support. There may be some among you who know how to deal with these impossibly strong monsters, but there's no guarantee that they'll want to help you.
A lilting, boyish voice sings to you in your sleep. His voice sounds familiar to you, tickling your heart like a call from an old friend, but this is no friend of yours.
"You had every chance to abandon this world and return to your own. What stopped you? Was it ego? Hubris? In any case, it's too late for regrets now.
They say the world is what you make of it. Doesn't the same hold true for reality?"
The voice will periodically visit you and your sleep, but the moral of his message never changes: you did this to yourself. You were trapped here because you chose to look the other way. If anyone is to blame for the current situation, it's you and you alone, but there is a̸̬̲͔̘͈͚̠̫̘̬̗̖̋͑̉̓̿͛̈́̋͐̃̾̈̕̕ͅń̵̩̱̠̫̖̬̲̻͉̝̈́̀̀̚͜͜o̴͍͎̣͔̤̝̲͍̺̿̒t̴̨͚͓͍̜̮̥͊͑̿̈́̉̂̐͜͠͝h̷̨̨̦͕͖̙̞͙̗̗͎̬͛̂̾̋̅͜͜͝ȩ̸͎̭̙̜̯͎̯̳̮̘̲͒ȑ̸̡̧̢͓̠̦͙͇͍͎̭͑̈́̓̿̓̅̑̅̌͑̈́̕͝͝ ̴̧̼͕̟̬̰̞̮̗͔͈̬̙͍̈́̀w̵̗̖̩̘͇͖̲̩̫̣̗̙̲̌͜a̷̛͎͋͑̃͛̆̈̋̑̋͠y̴̡̬͕͈̗̫̯̟̯͊͐̌̀̐͑͘͝͝.
Another h̶̦̘̤̘͐͑̿̂̏̎͋͝o̴̧͖͚̖̜͓͂̏́͒̑̈́͝͝p̶̡͙̏̉̿̎̀̑́̈̆͌̉e̷̡̡̦̣̯̘̺͍̟̰͍̤͛̀́̚͝͠. Will you heed that voice and call to it?
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Though maybe a shade more tired and bruised. ]
Boy, I hope so too, boss. [ Wordlessly, he offers a supportive arm to toss over Leo's shoulders. ]
That was a pretty cool move though.
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Why thank you~ Picked it up while leveling. Got to the current cap even!
[He seems very pleased with himself for a second, then glances over to see his guild-mate covered in bruises.]
Ah shit, one sec.
[Pulling out a staff shaped like a quill, he chants a simple two syllable phrase:]
Ul Repth.
[A wave of healing energy washes over Tylor in two waves. The initial wave is a small and flat number, but the second wave is much more substantial, healing exactly a third of his max HP.]
Feel a bit better? I know it's not working especially well right now, but hopefully it makes the pain sting a bit less.
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Wow, that's great! I'm proud of you.
[ But at the curse, Tylor tilts his head. The question mark over his head is almost visible until the spell hits. Even if the effects are less and less, Tylor still sighs heavily. There's no shame at the volume or the relief there, peaking with the second wave as blooming bruises recede and lighten. But the deeper hits, the older cuts and bruises, remain.
His first response to that question is a beaming smile. What follows is a gentle hug, and a -- ]
Thanks, that really hit the spot. Are you hungry?
[ Knowing Leo, Tylor already offers a cream puff up to his guild leader even as he asks. ]
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Ooo~ I could always go for a cream puff.
[He immediately devours it out of Tylor's hand.]
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Fighting sure works up an appetite, doesn't it?
[ He asks before popping one into his own mouth and offering Leo another. ]
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[After snapping up the next cream puff with his teeth, Leo drapes an arm of his own across Tylor's thigh, giving the man's knee a soft squeeze.]
This is nice. A bit... bizarre. But nice.
catching up on lost travel tags gomenn
It is, isn't it? [ His laugh is a little conspiratorial before he leans over Leo a bit to say in a mock whisper-- ] I still have drinks too, you know.
welcome back!!
Ohoho, can't say no to a drinkie or two~
[He groans softly as he leans his head into Tylor's hand.]
ALMOST BACK. Train rides are long. I'll be gone during the flight home again :cries:
He sounds proud-- ]
Especially after all that hard work~
OH OKAY, GOOD LUCK TRAVELING!!
Mhmm~
[He lets Tylor tip the bottle toward his mouth and takes a generous sip, smacking his lips at the pleasing burn traveling down his throat. Being pampered like this is one of the most satisfying things to have happened to him in a loooong time, and he's relishing every second of it.]
\o/ getting tags in where I caaaan
Maybe that will even be the last wave?
[ He says it like it's a real possibility. Like this could be a celebration instead. It can be true until it isn't. ]
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We can pretend. At least for a little while.
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Yeah, we can. You never know.
[ His hand goes idle again, threading affection as Tylor hums softly, contentedly, unless Leo has more words for him in the moment they've happily stolen for themselves. ]
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