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Bonito

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  1. rly good stuff, been loving these new tech plugins. as for suggestions, would a way to display skins and have players wear them be feasible? ive seen it done on another server but idk anything ab lotc code. theres been a huge skinning boom and it could be cool for these skinners to hang up outfits that players can buy and wear ingame, making tailor rp a thing. could also be used for guards to let them turn their mechanical armor into their armor skin. makes it easier to identify ppl during combat too but thats more of a pvp thing

  2. Maybe having potions that cure individual soul stuff might work better? You mentioned muritor a few times but that cures one ailment, whereas this one does a lot more. iirc, paladin purging can only be done at certain tiers and requires special tools/additional people at times, while this is something that could be mass produced and thrown around by individuals. 

  3. 7 minutes ago, chained man said:

    depends. what r these bartered goods

     

    of my wares, i carry a $25 doordash coupon, an iphone charger, various utensils and silverware for everyday needs, and a gaming mouse 

  4. A gaunt man bearing the forgotten face of an old lord stood before a tree. A line had been carved upon it, his own handiwork. 

    “The crown takes another. May you find solace in the Hells, child.” And so he set an old Lorraine Cross at the roots, the talisman emitting a dim glow. The man trudges on, a duty nearing completion.

  5. [!]

    This is a lore compliant prophecy, only able to be experienced and/or dreamt by characters with an accepted Seer of Vaasek, Naztherak, Farseeing, or Vivification application.

     


     

    One Shut

     

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    You awaken to the grass prickling your skin. The breeze carries a pleasant warmth, as does the sun. Wherever this place is, you do not recognize it, yet it feels familiar. Hearing the sound of running water not far off, you arrive at a river. There is nothing special to it, aside from it being the only detail on an otherwise dull field of grass. As your hands submerge to drink, you come to a realization: they are not your hands at all, and the face reflected back at you is a foreign one.

     

    Trying to call out does nothing. No matter how hard you try, something is clamping down on your throat. You look around. Alone. The grip around your neck tightens, bringing you to the dirt. It stings, like a thousand cuts at once, but never enough to overwhelm; a calculated cruelty. The sky itself seems to turn a blind eye to your torment as darkness seeps in from above. As you look up, the very sun has been stolen from you, a ring of light encompassing an eclipse. The pain in your throat has become overwhelming by now. Was this the cause?

     

    Time is slipping, there is no time to ponder. You crawl for the river, the only company to be had, and witness a crown deep in the waters, something that was not there before. It calls to you, a voice so welcoming that you cannot help but oblige. The river is deep, and as the light around you fades, the glimmer of the crown remains a beacon. Jewels of all colors, hypnotizing as they shine proud in the dark. Simply looking at the circlet is enough to bestow comfort. You sink on, reaching for it… and then black. So close.

  6. Your favorite rpers?

     

    Is orange juice better with or without pulp?

     

    Any new music?

     

    Do you have a persona's story you wish could have gone differently? How?

     

    What specific piece of fiction from any medium would you say has influenced your writing/rp the most

     

    Thoughts on me?

     

  7. 24 minutes ago, UnBaed said:

    I think its powerful qualities shall prove useful for my pursuits of science!

     

    Elimar sat reclined in the lab, feet propped on a table as he poured over the latest edition of Hearsay of Hanseti-Ruska. “Tsch. Science,” he teased amidst his reading, “The witch doesn’t fool me.”

  8. The moon was out. Most were sound asleep in their homes, but some of Karosgrad’s citizens still roamed the streets. It was around this time that the city’s wicked underbelly came out. When eyes were shut, none could witness their treachery. So they thought. As night falls, the shadows rise. They hear what cannot be heard, see what cannot be seen, and as of late, high atop the Nikirala Palace, the shadows seemed larger than ever before.

     

    Spoiler

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