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tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 85 / 115 The snowball fight ended in an avalanche of a landslide. Though green and red had kept a reasonable pace with one another, the last-second attack issued by the green team caused the red team to resemble snowmen rather than...

.. "You never know." she shrugged flippantly. The inner workings of Terrasphere were still surrounded by large question marks. For example, the blurry line between "star-called" and non-playable characters. Were their actions programmed - a simulation on a grand scale - or were they alive? But...

With her first attempt ending in an epic fail, a competitive fire lit within her chest. That embarrassing display of skill (or lack thereof) wouldn't dissuade her. So, she quickly scrunched together another ball of snow while her eyes scanned the battlefield. She'd lost sight of her original...

Reindeer were demons. Satan must be proud of these hell-beasts: crafted with jagged antlers, dangerous hooves, and sharp fangs. She didn't recall Rudolph ever baring deadly teeth at his bullies. Wait. Rudolph didn't even have teeth. Then again, he'd been a fictional character brought to life...

Red Team Wide eyes stared at the.. food? Well, it looked to be food. Wait- no. Food didn't move. No, no that was just the mind. At least, that's what she assured herself. Besides, don't judge a book by its cover and what not.. A smile hid her inner turmoil as she gratefully accepted the...

- 30 EN (will prettify when on comp) - traveling A shiver ran along her spine when she noticed her kidnapper - that damn reindeer - staring at her. It's eyes drilled into her and made her blood run cold. Animals in Terrasphere had a personal vendetta against her. However, before the train...

Uhh. Her peripheral view caught an interesting sight: she witnessed a feral creature attack her captor. Unceremoniously, Aerial was dropped and (naturally) landed face first in a pile of hay. Wait. Was.. was that a player (@Ludmilla Orphys) that was biting the reindeer? She'd assumed it was...

.. Death in video games was never permanent. The player could always respawn or "try again". So, in theory, the cold embrace of the reaper she briefly experienced shouldn't have rattled her as much as it did. However, she knew better. She knew to be wary of the "virtual" world she logged into...

Y'know. The day had been going really well. Until it didn't. That's how it usually went, especially in the world of Terrasphere. Sadly, she could only blame herself. It was her hasty decision to pick a racial trait without reading the effects that lead to these unpleasant experiences. At the...

The last mission Aerial embarked on had turned into a deadly disaster. But this would be different! Wintersday was Terrasphere's equivalent of Christmas. And nothing bad ever happened during the holidays, especially not on Christmas. Right?? Eh, no point in worrying about trivial things. It's...

She'd always wondered what it'd feel like to evaporate. Not really but a little false curiosity didn't hurt. Well, it would hurt. A lot. But, for now, it helped relieve some of the "oh fuck a death beam from the fucking mechanical gods is going to fry me". Aerial caught Thunderstruck's eye for...

posting for Aerial ;D gogogo!

.. "You're a player too, right?" The white-haired woman frowned as her expression fell blank. Her eyebrows furrowed as she inquisitively cocked her head to the side, "A player?" she innocently asked, "Are you playing a game?" Aerial was no actress. Within moments, she snorted as she erupted...

.. "Yeah. I left mine on but I would remember seeing it during character customization." she shrugged. Honestly, she didn't have any strong opinions on the option. Yes, the pain had been intense and sudden but her thrill-seeking side revealed in the adrenaline. Would she still feel that way...

.. "I guess I should've read the information regarding the "pain limiter" feature before I decided to run into combat." Naturally, the woman skipped through most (if not all) of the tutorial. Wait.. Had there even been a tutorial? Possibly. She always phased that senseless noise out. Why would...

"I didn't know that melting flesh equaled fun. So, you're a masochistic tardigrade. Good to know! No judgements here. Mad respect, though."

"S'all good, @Cynna! My question is.. how the hell is he (@Jin) still alive? Are you a fucking cockroach? Hell, not even a cockroach but a damn tardigrade "

140 120 - 10 HP (Aerial 45) - 10 HP (Thunderstruck 66) Zone: 10 Halt the celebratory dance and triumphant music! The victory screen eluded the team. Instead, a fucking death ray hummed to life. Well, shit. After scolding her fellow "teammates", chastising any acts of martyrdom, the lone...

.. "Heck yeah! We fucking owned that bitch!" To be honest, it'd been a sloppy victory. But a win was a win, yeah? "I wonder why some of our attacks were bouncing off of it, though." she frowned. Her last attack managed to slice through the direwolf while her previous onslaughts barely scratched...

140 120 - 10 HP (Aerial 55) - 10 HP (Thunderstruck 76) - Next roll at a disadvantage Zone: 3 Vulnerable | Protected Well, that was horrifying. Watching Famine die broke Aerial's heart. Yes, this was a video game. Yes, the horse didn't even belong to her. But it was still fucked up to...