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In the field, across the plain, Ludmilla let her fingertips brush across the dried stalks of late autumn grass. Snowfall would soon come to Solvale, turning the sun-gold of low hillocks into blinding white flatlands. This quietude of the post-harvest fields and the coming winter's chill was a...

Ah, Solvale. A landscape that embodies, truly, the VRMMORPG ideal of an idyllic meadowed sprawl. Many a poet would have a field day, were they allowed the time to frolic in the flourishing grasslands and placid plains of this place, never mind the various flavours of escapist who were the prime...

https://i.imgur.com/vieEjwU.jpg Fresh fish! Fresh river-trout from the Blue Rapid, bring home a big and fresh fish! Look here, this one's the size of my arm, folks, imagine the filets...! All your tinkering, mechanism-ing and fixer-upper-ing needs, licensed Magitech professional here...

Another mess. Pick up the brush and scrape it all off. Turn the faucet on to wash away the redness. Make sure nothing is puffy. Make sure nothing leaves stains. Flush. Rinse the brush under the flow. Back into the holder. Air freshener, two spritzes, clear the smell away. Soap to clear the...

-ghhkkk --ungh. The taste. God. The taste. No more. ...aagh...unnhhh- Even thinking about it- splt Flush. -hrrkk- Have to get it out. Have to get it out. Have to get it out get it out get it out get out get out get out ...gguuuhheeerghhkk- How have you been feeling since our last...

AP: 2/3 (1 AP spent) Location: Astorean Outskirts Prompt: Lander Exodus Narrator Tag: "Quickly...!" "...it's going to be okay." "Can only hope so...hmm." Four lost shadows, lit by guttering torchlight, weave through the Western Brisshal woods. Following the southern flow of the Blue Rapid...

190 +/- ??? [REWOUND] -25 from Corruption +/- ??? [REWOUND] From upon her throne of gore and bone, Ludmilla closes her palm into a tight fist as her children enshroud and compress the helpless Baby Magnum into a lump of scrap, envisioning the terror that even a machine must feel with the...

190 -37 HP (GSL + Corruption) +15 HP (Mitigation) from NPCs (@Raid Boss) +00 HP (Healing) ▪ Location: 5 ▪ Vulnerable from Ultra Hinder ▪ Protected by n/a @Langley gazed now into the void, and it gazed back. Unblinking, with a knowing smile, welcoming home the wayward child. Who had it...

190 -80 HP (Szofrit's Attacks + GSL) +00 HP (Mitigation) +190 HP (Healing) from self (133) and @Kamala Graham (52+5) ▪ Location: 5 ▪ Vulnerable from Power Heal ▪ Protected by n/a ▪ IMMORTAL ACTIVATED Proboscis. Morph. Back to jaws of teeth. Square, human; incisors, canine. Groans of...

190 -30 HP (Szofrit's Attacks + GSL) +00 HP (Mitigation) +00 HP (Heal) ▪ Location: A3 ▪ Alone Together ▪ Vulnerable from N/a ▪ Protected by [n/a] Ripping, shredding, a ball of mince and gruel thrown at the fan blades of an industrial air-conditioning unit, pieces of Ludmilla's wretched...

190 -100 HP (Szofrit's Attack) +00 HP (Mitigation) +00 HP (Heal) ▪ Location: Team 4 ▪ Alone Together ▪ Vulnerable from Ultra Protect ▪ Protected by [n/a] Even in the darkness, there was only the cocoon. What could this mean? How had the schism between Brie's and Ludmilla's splintered...

190 Combat Log: Passive Corruption buffs for +11, damaging for -11HP Activated SECOND WIND: heal for +40HP, restore Hope by 40x3=120 Protecting @Erick Stryker, @Magi Heart, @Langley Devouring @Langley's arm Status: RAPTUROUS | IT COMES COCOONED | ??? VULNERABLE | DAMAGE TAKEN x2 Nobody had...

Time. Space. Light. These are the fundamental building blocks of reality. Fear. Anger. Need. These are the fundamental building blocks of sentience. Consume. Metabolise. Reproduce. These are the fundamental building blocks of evolution. μ̵η̷τ̶έ̸ρ̶α̸.̴ माता. Mother. Mother. Mother. Mother...

"Merry Christmas; shèngdàn kuàilè, Xiao Brie!" "Ah, shèngdàn kuàilè, auntie...oh, a book. That's nice. I mean, xièxiè." Scorching sunlight, sunscreen on sweat-gleaming skin at the beach, sausages spitting and sizzling on the grill; the Christmas festivities of Australia were entirely alien to...

As to @Hanno Futaba's speculations, both yes and no. While Ludmilla's condition was in part due to that battle with the Quinn-bot, most of her physical state had nothing to do with the explosion. Her mental state, however... The pain shock from whatever she had managed to mistakenly implant on...

Happy new year! Happy new year! Haaaaappy new year!! Fidgeting on the spot and greeting all the passing shrine staff and groups of visitors as she waited in line, Ludmilla made an adequate amount of fuss for those who took note of her to laugh (or frown) and move on, convinced that she was some...

What Ludmilla had in fact been trying to convey with her at times lucid, at times confused words was just that; she'd been rammed by the DEAD.naught's Quinn-merged form with such brutal force that her body was blown apart just like the pebbles she had scattered. But she remembered what had...

Ra-Seigi Ling Ling? The name was vaguely familiar. Somehow, it felt as though Ludmilla had heard it somewhere before. Perhaps among the Starcalled? Either way, for someone to namedrop another in such a way...this Ra-Seigi must be quite an established one. Hmm, I think I might have heard of her...

天知，地知，人知，我知 Making sure to keep enough of their body behind the Night Butterfly that a bullet would be less likely to hit their vitals through hers, should it be fired from the room beyond, Lavender nonetheless kept their field of view so aligned that they could see over her shoulder and into...

Contrary to @Hanno Futaba's assertion that it wouldn't exactly be a good time to eat Ghast, as the shield was so named, Ludmilla's mouth watered a little at the implication that her (its?) meaty bits were still edible. Hanno just didn't understand yet the extent of how robust her...'augmented'...