After the good Harper’s admirable attempt, a few more brave souls stepped up to the challenge. None, unfortunately, provided as entertaining a show - they were summarily defeated, pummeled, and thrown off to the side. Poor Ruggiero had his work cut out for him. Not a moment passed where the man wasn’t treating someone’s wounds or preventin...
2025-04-20 14:22:23 +0000 UTC View PostLucius had been introduced to a great many individuals ever since his arrival here, but the two holy knights that stepped forth certainly left a lasting impression.
The lady known as Bradamante had long, flowing, and vibrant ginger hair, like the color of a warm sunrise (at least one back at his home dimension), and her facial featur...
2025-04-19 17:14:12 +0000 UTC View PostLucius’s routine was ever the same. There he laid on a soft, pleasant mattress, body dapper for to be otherwise would be quite scandalous, when his eyes fluttered open, and thus he said looking most gorgeous:
“Good morning. My, what a pleasant day!”
It was six-o-clock somewhere, and the gentleman quickly arose from his bedside....
2025-04-18 16:53:40 +0000 UTC View PostLucius leapt down onto the ground and greeted the servant with a wide flourish. “Good evening, young man. My, isn’t this such a pleasant day? It’s a great day to make acquaintances. My name is Lucius Rose, how about you?”
The boy tilted his head, confused by Lucius’s sudden enthusiasm, but at least he wasn’t as wary as before. ...
2025-04-17 16:04:20 +0000 UTC View PostIt was, admittedly, a difficult task to sneak about. The halls were filled with much less hustle and bustle now that it was in the evening hours, or at least that was what he assumed since there were no windows around, but the occasional servant passed by here and then. Lucius would much prefer to avoid an awkward confrontation. The solution, th...
2025-04-16 14:42:07 +0000 UTC View Post“I stoke the fires, embers scorch and engrave me
A brand of ire, to be shunned of fervent plea
I pound the bolts, oily rivers running free
How can we carry on when our hearts grow oft weary?
I thump and screw, I fix and weave
I toil and shiver, I count to three
The smog is here
The smog is here
I...
2025-04-12 15:01:06 +0000 UTC View PostThe paladin called Roland bowed his head, and addressed the players with a dominant, authoritative voice. “Well met, heroes of another world. I am Sir Roland of the Twelve Peers. Among the eleven others who serve as his Holiness’s advisors, we oversee the well-being and the defense of this sacred Empire, as well as the court’s high tribuna...
2025-04-08 23:40:02 +0000 UTC View PostNo sooner had the party arrived than they were greeted by rows upon rows of intricately laid tables covered in white tablecloth and polished silverware. A crystal chandelier hung from above, dousing everyone in a dreamlike glow, but Lucius had not the chance to admire the glamor before he was quickly whisked away by an attendant and onto a nearb...
2025-04-05 04:42:33 +0000 UTC View PostA bright, blinding light enveloped Lucius. He felt his body collapse, as if every little cell was being broken down and relocated across time and space, but the sensation didn’t last for long. In the snap of a finger, his legs landed with a thump on something hard: marble. A pastel white marble so glossy that the gentleman could see his own re...
2025-04-03 20:45:41 +0000 UTC View PostLucius looked around, searching for his fellows, but they were nowhere to be seen. This space was similar: the endless expanse of white, the sterile monotony… yes, he remembered it well. This was where the gentleman had first stepped foot after he was sucked into the sky.
>[Welcome back to the waiting room, Player Lucius Rose. As a re...
2025-04-01 14:20:35 +0000 UTC View PostJack’s last moments were not of fear, nor pain or hate. Instead, he graced the world with a parting smile and drifted away, onward to wherever his next life took him. The man who had always been filled with shame was now at peace.
Lucius knelt down, closed Jack’s eyes, and began to tidy the body to the best of his abilities: he combed ...
2025-03-31 06:34:25 +0000 UTC View Post———
Jack
When I was little, I used to daydream a lot. I’d go to school with my head up in the clouds, imagining myself on some grand adventure with all my favorite cartoon heroes, and I’d stay that way even when I got back home. Who didn’t at the time, you know? Flying through the sky with Superman, fighting the galactic ...
2025-03-27 10:02:39 +0000 UTC View PostJack lunged in. His form was amateurish: wide, clumsy. He was the very picture of a man who had never fought in his life, but it didn’t matter. He wasn’t the one in control.
His arm, the vile growth of cartilage and gristle, twitched as if it had a mind of its own. It jerked here and there, wriggling, lurching, and swiped at Marco from...
2025-03-25 21:48:26 +0000 UTC View PostMarco and Mili gaped in horror as they stared at the jittering wreck that was Jack, at the oozing, gushing mass of flesh that appeared to have taken over his right arm, and they backed away—panicked. This was not the man they had journeyed with the day before. It was impossible, for how could such a horrid sight belong to their former companio...
2025-03-22 21:53:58 +0000 UTC View PostWhile Jack was planning out his hunt, Lucius decided to check up on the missing duo. He hadn’t seen them since his last performance, and though they didn’t quite have the same inner turmoil that made Mister Thames so fascinating to watch, Marco and Mili were both beautiful souls in their own right. It would be a shame to lose them now.
Outrunning the Horned Exile was no hard task for Lucius. Its sight was blinded; it could not hear the gentleman’s quiet stride. In the end, the thing simply disappeared into one of the many twisting junctions, chasing after a phantom that had already escaped its grasp.
The experience wasn’t all trifle, however. The shambling flesh alwa...
2025-03-16 19:36:07 +0000 UTC View PostAfter making sure Marco and Mili were out of sight, Lucius left the room and sauntered right back to Mister Thame’s hideaway. A measly stab wound did little to impede the gentleman’s lively step, but he couldn’t look too healthy. Lucius still had a role to play.
Once he arrived, a foul stench quickly invaded his nostrils. There the y...
2025-03-14 17:19:43 +0000 UTC View PostMarco and Mili shook their heads, distraught and a bit hesitant to believe in Lucius’s sudden claim, but hidden beneath all that fluster was a suspicion that could no longer be deterred. They wished to deny it, of course: to claim that it all must be a misunderstanding of some kind. But the evidence was plain as day. Nothing could puncture Luc...
2025-03-11 05:51:03 +0000 UTC View PostLucius’s routine was ever the same. There he laid on the cold hard tile, breaths silent and body full of style, when his eyes fluttered open, and thus he said with a smile:
“Good morning. My, what a pleasant day!”
It was six-o-clock somewhere, and after a good night’s rest, Lucius was ready to tackle whatever new challenge aw...
2025-03-09 01:35:20 +0000 UTC View PostThe young Jack hobbled along as the two carefully embarked on their solitary journey. Sweat dripped down his brow, and his face was permanently fixed into a scowl. It looked like the man would collapse at any moment, yet nonetheless he persevered and followed after Lucius.
Jack was hopeful, at first. He claimed that leveling up could possi...
2025-03-05 18:19:43 +0000 UTC View PostThe party collapsed and took a good, long moment to catch their breaths.
“Sheesh, that shaved off like ten years of my life,” Mili said, groaning and letting her head thud on the hard floor. Marco did the same.
Jack, meanwhile, was busy bleeding to death. There wasn’t a single spot on him that wasn’t already covered in red, a...
2025-03-03 04:47:23 +0000 UTC View PostMarco, Mili, and Jack clutched their heads and groaned: the swine-thing’s scream rang all throughout their bodies, plaguing their ears, their brains, and every conscious moment with its final death throe.
When the scream finally stopped, the party members looked at each other. And Jack gulped.
“We’re screwed.”
Somewhere...
2025-03-01 20:02:27 +0000 UTC View PostThe party froze in place, eyes centered on the revolting sight of flesh and gristle. They knew not what to do - run? Fight? They were reminded of it: of a stalker explicitly told they could not win against.
But it was the young Jack who first broke the tension. Unlike Mili and Marco, he did not seem nervous. He broke away from the group, m...
2025-02-22 22:32:35 +0000 UTC View PostLucius could see it: the dread within his uneasy cohorts. He saw it in the quivering of their eyes, the dry gulps, the stiff hair on the back of their necks. Every second their sanity was being eroded away, replaced by an ever-growing bout of fear.
They were not supposed to be here. It was a new feeling, a curious one for the good Lucius. ...
2025-02-22 22:29:52 +0000 UTC View PostMarco let out a tired groan and rubbed his eyes. “The hell does it mean, tutorial? You tellin’ me after all that we’re not even at the starting line?”
“These strange windows did say this was a screening, Mister Bernardi,” Lucius said. “A preliminary culling, so to speak. They thin our numbers, filter out the dispensable, unti...
2025-02-06 22:48:08 +0000 UTC View Post“What?” Jack said, swerving towards Mari’s lifeless, yet peaceful, corpse, as if she was merely slumbering away. “You—how did you? You don’t have an assassination skill.”
Marco was overcome with a great rush of emotions: disbelief, anger, sorrow and disgust. This and all he wore without reservation, and for a moment Lucius al...
2025-02-04 11:42:11 +0000 UTC View PostThe group didn’t say a word—they couldn’t. Mili looked seconds away from throwing up, eyes shaking and face draining of color, while Marco stood still like a stone statue. There was a tremble in his fist, a deep boiling anger, but even so there was nothing he could do. No one to take his rage out on.
There was only the message window...
2025-01-30 00:55:36 +0000 UTC View Post“Now then,” Lucius began. “Have you all chosen a class yet?”
He was quite interested to see what this mysterious system picked out for the others. It seemed to take account of the persons’ traits, their background and specialty, so he had a general idea of their possible options. However, in the end it was up to the individual to...
2025-01-25 16:06:58 +0000 UTC View PostLucius was rather perplexed. Conman? Serial killer? Oh dear, the strange panel even had the audacity to call him the embodiment of evil! How rude, he had only ever pursued his desires. Surely there wasn’t anything evil about that now, was there?
Insults aside, it would appear whatever mysterious entity was controlling this game wanted hi...
2025-01-19 21:34:30 +0000 UTC View PostNever in his wildest imagination did Lucius ever expect to be thrown into such a bizarre course of events, but he wasn’t startled. Life was unpredictable, after all. Who knew what future awaited them? The strange and irregular, to be brought outside one’s zone of comfort… that was what made living all the more entertaining. It was a shame ...
2025-01-17 17:19:26 +0000 UTC View Post