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"Hm... I guess I can think about it on the way to the loud whale," Tris answered shortly, raising an eyebrow at the strange question that followed. "I have absolutely no idea. The race choice doesn't come with built-in lore, you know..." she shrugged. "But I will say, they don't seem to like me...

190 Unaffiliated Red Fever (4) - Disgust x10 This lab STANK! DISGUSTING CHEMICALS!! DISGUSTING MESSES!! DISGUSTING PEOPLE with their DISGUSTING INJURIES!! Summoning every one of her drones at once, they began to fly around, frantically scrubbing every mess they could find. @Lucy Tristaria's...

190 Unaffiliated Red Fever (3) - Joy @Haru "PGH!! RELEASE ME, YOU HALF-WIT GHOST!! UNA!! RIP UP THESE BINDINGS SO I CAN--" She paused, her eyes flickering from red to blue and back. A taste of sanity: brief, but savory. Along with that single gulp of peace, however, came dread. This game was...

@Haru MMM MMPH MH MMMPH--!!! GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME OR I'LL SH--!!! Gulp. (Thrashing against her bindings in an outrage, Tris barely manages to summon Una and sends her a silent order with her antennae.) Oh my...! Uhm... (She takes the fallen drill in her hand and pokes @Sepulchre af...

@Sepulchre af Umbral I SAY WE TIE UP THIS FEISTY LITTLE LOUDMOUTH AND TEST EVERYTHING AT ONCE!!

@Ash Vargold IT'S PRONOUNCED CONDUCIVE, NOT CONDUCTIVE!! But if you wanna see conductive...!! (Tris thrusts her hand onto Ash's chest and delivers a nasty electric shock.) YOU'RE RIGHT, THAT DID HELP!! I FEEL MUCH BETTER NOW!! (/s)

(In case anyone felt left out :)) @Essence I’M STILL BIGGER THAN YOUR QUIVERING EGO!! (Essence leaves before Tris can say more…) @Trissayne Lavelle (Calls from the doorway.) WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT INGREDIENTS ON THE FLOOR!? ARGH, YOU PEOPLE!! @Pandora* ANYONE CAN MEMORIZE EQUATIONS!! IT’S...

190 Unaffiliated Red Fever (2) - Anger RAGE!! Tristaria lingered outside a bit to check out @Mystia’s mech, but eventually entered after things were more set up. The first thing she was met with was an elf (@Pandora*) waving around a drill like a toy. That was kinda irritating… …kinda… …just…...

190 Unafiliated | 1 Red Fever Tristaria stared blankly at the groups as they quickly swelled from a few people to small armies. There was practically zero chance she didn’t pick MIT, but if the faction failed to impress her, well… maybe she’d be better off trying to break the game from...

190 Lifelong member of the Stay At Home Faction Tris was horribly bored. She’d been logged onto this wagon, sitting here for hours while nothing happened. She almost wished for— The wagon shook beneath her as a fungal bomb exploded. —wished for something like that. Finally! She showed her...

190 Lifelong member of the Stay At Home Faction Wow, that was a lot of people… And a lot of preparations, for that matter. Just how far was this outpost, anyway? The whole thing seemed like a bother, but the opportunity to meet the more competent members of the Magical Institute of Theory...

Tris nodded along and helped Ru seal the tunnel. With any luck, nothing would be coming through there any time soon. As it was her idea, she offered to be the primary bearer of bad news, and was thankful her emotions were suppressed as the open lamenting struck her... well... "sonic receptors."...

Finweald Gah! Tris jumped in surprise as the familiar face poked out of the bushes. Unbelievable! There was absolutely no way this lady wasn't following her... right!? Throwing her a slightly-less-amused-than-normal glance, Tris waited for her to take the hint (which absolutely didn't seem to...

130 Tris listened quietly to the answers, gauging each one carefully. She wasn't too opinionated on the whole thing, still stuck in the gamer mindset of "what happens to NPCs is none of our concern." Even so, she couldn't deny the uncanny realism that came alongside this whole scenario. I say...

190 Tris nodded her thanks as the hoodie girl kicked away another magitech ball. Of course, attacking at a distance is always the best strategy. Wishing to show the best of what she had to offer, Tris raised her hand into the air, two fingers out like a miniature gun. It sparked blue, like a...

190 Tris quickly darted between walls and other large objects she could hide behind. A tree. A well. A broken down home. Yet, as she turned around the corner to once again push on forward, she leapt back, narrowly avoiding the cannonball of a former drone that shot past. What the…? Tris...

Solvale Tris nearly jumped at the sound of the voice coming up from behind. Turning, she saw the same witch from before. So she was headed this same way? Huh. Crazy coincidence. Maybe not that much of a coincidence, though: after all, Finweald was right ahead, and it was kinda "Destination #1"...

Finweald - Astorean Capitol Out from the desolate wastes of Vintergard, a low-pitched distress signal called out, perceptible only to a certain kind of machine (and perhaps a few choice animals). It traveled across the land, ignored by most of the less-sentient machines, until it reached one of...

"Uhm… I can’t say that I’ve ever thought that much about whales before." Although, now that Ilya mentioned it, she actually was kinda curious to see one. "Yes, all these masteries have a surprising number of uses outside of just hitting things. Aero-jumping can be useful; I would recommend it."...