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150 FORWARD! Vulnerable Protected by @Ueno Mizuki While the others were busy charging ahead, Imoogi's focus was on the increasingly chaotic alchemy setup before her. She took pride in the fact that she didn't use the assist features. Assist features were for babies and losers. But it was...

Imoogi seems ready to say something else... but then @Asher snaps at her, and she reddens with anger. "You know what? FINE! I will leave! She fumbles through her robes, and eventually pulls out a glass grenade. "But don't think I'm gonna let you all sneak around converting people to your...

Imoogi stiffens as Ayna approaches. She even hisses a little, though she clamps down on that real quick. "Pretty brave just walking up to us, robot. There's undeniable venom in how she says robot. At the same time, she retreats behind the others, because she knows a strong player when she sees...

Imoogi glances between all the people deep in conversation. She's increasingly twitchy as it goes on... Uuuuuuugh, you all talk way too much. If there's something bigger, we kill it too. If people die, we just bring them back. That's how video games work. You're all taking this way too...

"Wait, you want us to just... not kill robots? That's stupid. You're stupid. That's what they're there for. If the players didn't want to do PvP they shouldn't have picked the enemy team. Guys, I think she might be brainwashed too. Maybe we should do something about that!" @Rael

150 Objective: Convoy Raider Was Imoogi strong or skilled enough to be here on the front lines? Probably not. Was it fucking awesome to finally be in a proper fight? Hell yeah. Sure, the lack of interface made it tougher to make proper potions - she had to eyeball the quantities and she'd...

"Why does it have to be so fuckin' cold," Imoogi muttered as she trudged through the storm. The potion she'd consumed kept her warm enough to stay away, but the chill still had a bite that made everything slow and painful. What she really wanted was to be on the frontlines, but nooo, apparently...

100 Condition: Super Vulnerable | Location: I9 | Status: +67 Buff (2/3) -48 from Rush attempt Don't harm, chase away. That was the suggestion, sure, but Imoogi wasn't sure how they could chase away Abominable without harming it. It didn't seem to stop everyone else from continuing to wail on...

100 Condition: Normal | Location: F6 | Status: Wild Recoil (-10 to next save) -10 from Yetiling -21 from Spin attempt Imoogi flinched back as another Yetiling slid into range and attacked her. The potion she was preparing fell out of her hands, the liquid spilling uselessly onto the ice. "Oh...

100 Imoogi silently fumed at @Harper's cheerful lecture. Part of her wanted to snap back at her. Another part wanted to lean into her to vampire even more body warmth away... Fortunately, she didn't have to make either decision. There was no warning before she was flying and skidding...

"ACHOO!" Imoogi sniffled, looking thoroughly miserable despite the layers of warmth she'd built up. Being cold-blooded didn't normally mean much, but right now, it just meant she was especially miserable. Part of her wanted to find a warm rock to lie down on and sleep, but there was none of...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 90 / 120 Team Green Scene: Zalra Paff! Imoogi shook her head and hissed in anger as Sean's snowball hit true. She gathered up another snowball, this time making absolutely sure it was well packed. Perhaps a little too well...

tealfas fa-heart need-icon 100 / 100 yellowfas fa-bolt need-icon 90 / 120 Team Green Scene: Zalra "Now this is more like it!" Imoogi, despite her... brooding nature, actually liked Christmas. She always had, even if it had soured in recent years. Being stuck on a caravan was incredibly boring...

Imoogi blushed as @Iselda Blackthorn came to her defense. Considering how well she had done, she couldn't help but feel like the woman was pitying her. Then @Valkryja joined in, getting way too close with her big smile and booming voice, and her frustration found its old target once more...

Protean Pastures is at it again. They've bred a number of creatures called "furnace frogs", a kind of salamander that produces heat after eating. Give them the ability to eat anything and you've got yourself a perfect way to turn scraps into warmth, just in time for the winter season...

"Imoogi," was all of her response to Iselda. She was... cool, she guessed? But in a way that made it seem like she was taking this game seriously, in that weird nerdy roleplayer way. ...she was pretty good with the hammer, though. And distressingly, so was Valkryja. Sure, she was really tall...

"Don't have to tell me twice!" Imoogi didn't hesitate as the path was opened, crawling into the hole and leaving Nymoria behind. As she did, she began to hiss the words of a cloaking spell - one stronger than the one she normally used to muffle her own steps. Once Nymoria was through the hole...

"Why is it so damn crowded?" Imoogi wanted to go check in with the AG about new quests, but apparently she'd logged in to a whole-ass festival celebrating newbies. Which she totally wasn't by now. Shadow Arts made it easier to weave through the crowd without notice, but apparently it wasn't...

140 -10 HP from briar nest Imoogi was quick to join Nymoria in the digging, ignoring the prick and bleed of the thorns ripping at her clothes. There was a frantic desperation now, replacing any sense of pride or desire to showboat. What had been in that egg was not a bird, and if even its...

140 -10 HP from briar nest "You want to do what?" The idea of getting closer to the egg at all was repulsive in a way that Imoogi didn't fully understand. There was something about the frantic energy of the raveness above that was almost infectious - the sense that there was something wrong...