team-o-s

[team-o-s]

It's been awhile.

Lets see what loose threads we've got

Olive's connection to the janitor

Atlas' "chronic lag" (which is now affecting Olive's pc, so she wont be as open for exclamania interactions) (asks are still open if you desire.)

And Tim. He's been grinding the game non-stop with Yuro, from @team-o-s.

(speaking of, Yuro's format should probably he changed, since yellow no longer fucking exists for me)

[team-o-s]

Djinn would be grinding with both Quill and Yuro, they're a team, after all.

Quill would've taken a step back for a small while

And Yuro goes to help Tim while the rest of the team is offline.

As for Yuro's format..

"Hows this look?"

plain text with orange coloring to emphasize certain words?

(look, I didn't want to just have it be completely plain text, okay?)

It's been awhile.

Lets see what loose threads we've got

Olive's connection to the janitor

Atlas' "chronic lag" (which is now affecting Olive's pc, so she wont be as open for exclamania interactions) (asks are still open if you desire.)

And Tim. He's been grinding the game non-stop with Yuro, from @team-o-s.

(speaking of, Yuro's format should probably he changed, since yellow no longer fucking exists for me)

[team-o-s]

still more active than us. we're the most neglected here!

mod: i forgot about this blog again

[team-o-s]

what're the results so far?

Octavia: 3

Status: 2 [hehhehehehehjdjejrjtnrbxv:v:™¢���v:#:#-@;+"_4]

Nefarious: 2

[team-o-s]

Remind me again how this inbox trick or treat thing is going to work?

Inbox Trick-or-Treat Halloween starts with people asking in the inbox "trick-or-treat" with whatever subtext they would like to type. Me, the blogger, will give them some fun responses, like art, digital candy, sayings, or whatever else I think is silly :)

These inbox asks will start October 30th through 31st (-for my inbox).

I will be much busier during this Halloween than I was last year, so I will not be able to reply to everyone. 🥺 I will try my best.

[team-o-s]

Pro tip: if anyone claims to have died and been put in the game, they're trolling you and need to be killed

NOTED!

Uh.. Sure?

Hm..

[team-o-s]

Frost-Pelt.

[The wind started picking up, the clouds growing darker..]

[It's starting to hail.]

Wind-Cleaver.

[Djinn suddenly bursts forward, air spinning around him, funneling his blade directly towards Weaver.]

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*

[team-o-s]

Hi Tim.

i wonder

*you receive a text on your phone "how far i can stretch this"

you wonder what?

you gonna finish your sentence, orrr?

[team-o-s]

Who the fuck is this mf texting me?

How far can you stretch what? This dick? AYOO-

i wonder

*you receive a text on your phone "how far i can stretch this"

you wonder what?

you gonna finish your sentence, orrr?

[team-o-s]

O

Hello fellow members of the EPPRBCU. Ray Ting here. In front of you is the number 2. If you can resist saying my charcatte’s iconic line for two minutes you can go. Otherwis you’ll get to find out the hard way the other fandoms I’m in.

[team-o-s]

Tab.

E.

I. Wait, why aren't I yellow?

Fuck it, inventory thread. Because we need to talk about what the fuck's happening with that so the poor anons have some idea of how it functions.

Vance just uses his void, his demon, and sometimes his pockets.

[team-o-s]

[Djinn unsheathed his sword, with a carving making it look similar to that of a universal S]

Alright, this should be easy work.

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*

[team-o-s]

{1d20 -> 3} [Guard 1 doesn't even see it coming]

[You have beaten both guards into a pulp. good job!]

+50 exp

+100 gp

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*

[team-o-s]

{1d20 -> 18} [Guard 1 blocks the stab, and goes for his own attack]

It's going to take more than that, you stupid punk!

{1d20 -> 7} [He tries to hit with the back of the hilt, but misses the strike, leaving him vulnerable]

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*

[team-o-s]

{1d20 -> 14} [Guard 1 turns too late, and is hit before he could react]

AUGH- why you-

[He whips the grapple back around, and...]

{1d20 -> 15} [It hits, striking Backslasher in the side!]

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*

[team-o-s]

{1d20 -> 4} [Guard 2 has been downed!]

Brother!? You're gonna regret that, you lowly deviant!

[Guard 1 pulls out a bladeless hilt, and shoots out a grapple!]

{1d20 -> 20} [The grapple wraps around Volume!]

I will DECIMATE you, you INSIGNIFICANT MISCREANT.

[Guard 1 whips Volume around, slamming them into the floor!]

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*

[team-o-s]

{Rolled 1d20 -> 20} [Guard 1 is able to block the attack]

{Rolled 1d20 -> 3} [Guard 2 is critically hit]

urgh-

Get yourself together, brother! You're making us look bad!

{1d20 -> 5} [Guard 1 immediately misses and gets his sword stuck in a tree]

{1d20 -> 18} [Guard 2 Throws another Orb, hitting Volume in the arm]

[That arm is going to be paralyzed for a while..]

*Running, deep in the woods, as far as she could run*

*Leaves crunch under her feet as she pushes forward*

*There's no plan, nowhere to go, it's just one foot in front of the other*

*There's people yelling behind her*

*She got this far already, she's not going back*