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CHATLOG #4-IV
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PAN: scottttieeee, ur taking 4everrrrr
SCOTT: Wait Pan, I have to get some of pots before the raid.
SCOTT: Almost done.
PAN: its been so longgggg
PAN: hurry up!
PAN: are u there?
PAN: hello???
PAN: SCOTTTTTTTTTTIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
SCOTT: What?
PAN: are u done yet????
SCOTT: No.
PAN: ughhh
[PAN has changed HER mood to: "└(?-?)┘"]
[SCOTT has changed HIS mood to: "┌П┐((?◣◢))/????/’?’? ?"]
[PANhas changed HER mood to: "⊙▂⊙"]
[SALMON#5478e3 was invited to the Chatroom.]
[SALMON#5478e3has joined the Chatroom.]
SALMON: waddup guys? oh, hey scott, wats with dat emote?
SCOTT: I really hate my life sometimes.
PAN: are u done yet scottyyyyyy???
SALMON: oh, hey pan.
SALMON whispers toSCOTT: "bruh, watcha doin'' with pan?? you know she''s like 10 right? i know you bro, don''t tap that."
SCOTT whispers toSALMON: "She''s my sister, Salmon. In case you have forgotten."
SALMON whispers toSCOTT: "oh yeah."
SALMON whispers toSCOTT: "it''s hard to remember cuz she doesn''t have a stick up her ass (unlike you)."
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PAN: r u done yet scotttttieeeeeE???!!
SCOTT: Yes.
PAN: finelly! u were taking 4ever
SALMON: yah bro, we were all waitin'' on ya
SCOTT:Salmon?
SALMON: yah bro?
[SCOTT has removedPAN from the Chatroom.]
SCOTT: Shut up.
[The Chatroom was closed bySCOTT for the reason of: "Salmon dick-face"]
Scott sighed as he left the decrepit store. He had been there longer than expected (and part of the reason made him question why he hadn''t just blocked Pan yet, family relationships be damned). He scanned over his inventory, making sure he had all he needed if the guild was going to fight a Hell-Mode Ophiuchus (the thing was made of titantium and, well, end-game bosses weren''t the most fun to fight alone or in a party).
SCOTT''S INVENTORY<input class="spoilerButton" type="button" value="Show">
SCOTT''s INVENTORY
[EQUIPMENT] [CONSUMABLES] [MISCELLANEOUS] [KEY ITEMS]
x15 (Superior Health Potion) [UNCOMMON]
? Heals 150 units of HP.
? Said to be crafted from Vampire Blood.
? Sold in stores.
x28 (Superior Magic Potion) [UNCOMMON]
? Heals 100 units of MP.
? Said to be crafted from Dryad Essence.
? Sold in stores.
x1 (Idunn''s Golden Apple) [QUEST ITEM]
? Untradeable.
? Consuming apple will teleport player to Norn.
? Flavor Text: "A golden apple from Idunn''s fields
that is said to grant immortality."
x5 (15% EXP Candy) [RARE]
? Untradeable.
? Flavor Text: "It is unknown what the
candy does or where it comes from,
but adventurers who find and consume
it report increased strength and
quicker growth in abilities."
x8 (Green Tea Cake) [UNCOMMON]
? Sold inbakeries.
? Heals 200 HP over 15 seconds.
? Made in the City of Norn.
x3 (Quick-Spell Potion) [UNCOMMON]
? Crafted bySCOTT.
? Grants +3% stealth for 10 seconds.
? Casts [HASTE] for 10 seconds.
? Grants +15% casting speed for 5 seconds.
"Okay," he groaned. "Let''s see here: I''m level 50, that''s good, but that snake thing is, well, pretty strong...and why am I talking to myself?!"
Yup, he was sure he was going stir-crazy the more he talked to those two. Next thing he knew, he''d wear the golden chains that Salmon had given him from the Ruby Store. He would never understand why ALTAIR would have an event filled with ''70s style gangsters but, he supposed, that was probably why the game was going down the gutter anyway. Anyways, time to digress and go back to his previous thoughts. He checked his stats.
He couldn''t help but cringe. Years after revolutionary technology was introduced and the gaming world was reshaped with Virtual Reality discoveries and HUDs were still absolutely disgusting. Scott couldn''t help but cancel out of it as soon as possible, unable to even get to the his stats page. He remembers a promise he had made to himself several levels ago to never open this dreaded in-game ''feature'' ever again. He had failed in a moment of thoughtlessness and his eyes have paid the price.
He shook the ordeal out of his mind. "Okay," he reassured himself, steeling himself once again. Business is business and Scott has everything in order. The rest of the guild was probably waiting for him at the Dungeon Instance. "System!" he yelled, a bit louder than necessary. "Teleport toPAN#444444."
Action: Teleport toPAN#444444.
He braced himself. Despite the game being in virtual reality, teleportation could still be quite disorienting. He just hoped he wouldn''t vomit on Dana''s skirt again.
//Teleporting...
//5 seconds remaining...
//Teleport paused...
//System error...
//Restarting teleportation system...
//Restart failed...
//Trying again...