Haze-
eternal brainrot™
Name: Jwan Min-Jee
Rank: E
Class: Mage
Tag:
Heyitsjiwon
Megilagor
The Black Knight
SoftSmile
Fenris
FloozyMcDoozy
Goblin Hive
“...” – Min-Jee promptly dropped her back against the rigid, mossy texture of one of the dungeon walls. She slid to prop a shoulder against the wall, listening in, a masquerade of indifference plastered all over her almost rigid expression. The annoying, shrill voices ahead were awfully recognizable all of a sudden. Goblin Tunnel. Right. It's filled with goblins – "Who would've thought..." – The thought had almost crossed her mind the first time Seung-Ryu mentioned it, but it escaped her as easy as it came, – given the “be scared out of your wits” situation they were dealing with, the threat of dying in any second and all – though it came back like a brooding wave to her, memories, something she held close home triggering as she heard the ever-so familiar shrieks of the goblins. She found herself drifting off into space again, just transiently glaring at the fire of the nearest torch while everyone else bickered something about a plan. Either way, she wasn’t listening. The sudden shift in her usual impassiveness would’ve been a dead giveaway.
Goblins. The first monster she’d ever faced in a dungeon, much like many other hunters, but most importantly, the first monster she was forced to hunt for sport. She’d dealt with Direwolves, Giant spiders, Skeletons, and hell, even Slimes – But there was something about being face to face with a Goblin that she grieved with all her might. It was insulting; a trace of condescension every time the mere sight took her aback, as though life itself slapped her hard across the face.
The scenery stung, thinking back to that one dungeon. It perhaps was just as dark and dreary as these endless tunnels, maybe even more so. It was a damp, light-devouring cavern of the many you’d encounter when dungeon dwelling – An all-encompassing void that swarmed every last one of the senses. It was dark. Mind-numbingly dark. Even the light of her phone paled, not enough to see more than a couple of feet ahead of you. And she could still recall his dad laughing his ass off in the back as she subconsciously stumbled to a painfully slow limp, mid-step, whenever she thought something was about to jump out at her.
Dong-Yul had made some arrangements beforehand, hooked up with a contact to get his recently awoken daughter into a dungeon – And young Min-Jee was all about it. She was damn near paralyzed all night with pure excitement when, for once in a lifetime, her dad finally showed even the most insignificant shred of interest for his daughter. The both of them would usually have the same one-sided convo day after day, Min-Jee would try to muster up the most interesting small talk about cars, drinks; – Anything he liked really – Only to be met with a modicum of attention from Dong-Yul’s end. But in this one moment, the old man had only an interest to test how far she could go with her E-rank strength. And even though she understood how utterly selfish it was of him, in a way, deep-rooted in that hollow skull of hers, Min-Jee felt as though she could finally share something of value with her dad for once. Something they could talk about for real this time. That childish expectation she had quickly drew a blank, the deeper she got into that cave.
It took only one Goblin for her to realize just how deranged the average hunter was. The green creature ahead of her looked like it was about to turn into skin and bones, frantically stumbling with the jagged piece of stone in its hands, too weak in the knees not to stumble in his step as it hesitantly drew closer to her. Like a cornered, wounded predator. At that moment she only wondered if this monster was here fighting for its life against its own will, just like her. The rest, truth be told, was a blur. For the next few moments, Min-Jee stood there with a bloody knife in her hands and a thick, crimson puddle slowly reaching towards her in the dark. Accusive. Pointing at the perpetrator of the hideous crime.
Wounds and gashes strewn all over her arms, next thing she heard was the almost maniacal laughter of his dad behind her, giving praise to her daughter as if it were the first time such words had come out of his mouth – “I’ll let you clean up the area, then! Count them. If you’re not done by the time I’m back we’ll be going deeper into the dungeon.” – It was inhumane, brutal, downright psychotic. And it, for one reason or another, felt…Good. Getting genuine praise from her dad felt amazing.
“You fucking maniac...” – Min-Jee muttered not so quietly to herself, almost out of reflex, all the way from the rear of the group in case the goblins caught onto it. Though she did speak out in bugbear tongue just to keep herself in the clear, all they must’ve heard was that of a low growl – A set of snarling groans. She’d rather Gom find out about her inner conflicts over any other party member. It didn’t take long before she shook herself out of it, though. Much to her chagrin, she was still a bit too shaken, one could notice it from the way she’d been staring off into space for the last minute or so while one foot tapped away at the floor. The more she ventured deep into the world of hunters, the association, the thousands upon thousands of hunting boards online, whatever it is that kept her hooked with reality appeared more and more fickle. And thus that inherent disgust in herself grew bigger. She just didn’t know how to feel about killing monsters, it never seemed to sit right with her; especially now that she could apparently communicate with them.
With one deep sigh, she crossed her arms, and as they locked, she bottled it all up. Bit the inside of her cheek and resorted to the old reliable. Drowning out the fact that she was technically a cold-blooded murderer with music.
Now Playing. . .
Never a bad time to jam out; was one of the most valuable lessons she'd learned from hunting.
She took one big huff of that damp, suffocating goodness floating in the air and spoke up. A bit quieter this time around – “Have we decided on a plan yet…?” – Min-Jee quietly slipped a hand behind her, into her inventory, before pulling out a red blur from nothingness. She leaned in slightly on the red scythe, eyeing the group with a blank, still very detached, stare. Not exactly uninterested in the subject matter, even though they were getting a little too worked up over goblins, it was never bad to be ill-prepared. In all honesty, she herself had some things in mind that could play along with the many ideas this new girl had proposed. Alas, all windows of opportunity were shut as one of the newer faces took it upon themselves to…Kill the goblins on their own…?
Needless to say, – “What?” – Min-Jee was quite blown away by how quickly they lost control of the little democratic system they had. And rightfully so, the girl looked like a walking stick. If it wasn’t the goblins that took her down, maybe a slight breeze would tumble her on her way to them – “That’s not going to end well.” – She instinctively shook her head in genuine disappointment, it somewhat reminded her of the way her little brother would actively poke cicadas out of curiosity when they were kids. Those weren’t cicadas, and that wasn’t Jeong-Ho, was the problem.
Seeing as neither Haneul nor Jiwon were eager to stop her from possibly ruining what good team play they had, Min-Jee stepped up – “Hold on a moment.” – She quickly made her way through the crowd, past Jiwon, Haneul and everyone else, now a couple of steps behind Minseo, Min-Jee quickly tucked the girl back by the collar of her fancy outfit – “Listen,” – She gently yanked her back a bit more, trying to hold her back the same way she would with an overexcited dog. Of course, normally there’d be no problem with letting this stranger go, it wasn’t Min-Jee’s problem if this girl got mauled out there, but someone really needed to keep things in order before anyone else started to rush in without proper strategy. She’d seen a bunch of party’s get riled up and lose control over the most meaningless things, even in expedition trips with miners. She could only hope that the Goblins hadn’t caught onto them already – “We’re going to lure them over here and kill off their frontline. They’re goblins so they’ll probably get scared and run away if we take them by surprise. We chase them down if they start running.” – She spoke as quiet as she could, still, loud enough for the others to hear if they were paying attention – “Simple enough, right?” – She mechanically commented it all, letting go of the small girl, Min-Jee glanced back at the rest. She was never a fan of rhetorical questions, but here she was.
“Man, I sound so bitchy…” – Min-Jee couldn’t help but sigh, the dungeon was going quite smoothly before this first contact with monsters – “Alright, then…” – Once again, she cleared her throat. Instead of hoarse grunting and gnarly growling, there were low shrieks and higher pitched snarls. Until she finally raised her voice, mimicking the exact pitch and intonation of the goblins ahead – “I CAUGHT A HUMAN!!! COME!!! HELP!!” – If she had accurately imitated their tongue, then the goblins should’ve heard the squeals of one of their brethren bellowing to them. For a moment, Min-Jee spared a cheeky smile to herself, maybe she WAS getting good at this talking to monsters thing of hers. Or so she thought, at least, right after there was a harsh fit of coughing telling her otherwise – “Sh…it...!” – With her amateur monster whisperer dreams almost crushed, Min-Jee grabbed her throat as she held back a pained expression. There was no time to waste however – “I…t’d sound a lot more convincing if one of y-you screamed too, y’know…” – She quickly dropped the subject with a chuckle that sounded a lot sadder than anything else. There was no way in hell any of these people would scream for her, she thought.
“Whatever...” – She waved the white flag of defeat – “Just kill the first row of goblins that comes around the corner…” – Makeshift plan met, Min-Jee tapped the ground twice with her scythe. The vacuous, dull beckoning of a bell ever so slightly heard with each tap. On the third tap, a void lapped outwards, rippling across the ground as though a disturbed pond.
The darkness smeared itself on every weapon the team held as it finally reached the very last member of the party. With all of this, she felt they were all set. Min-Jee took in one faint breath, holding it as she prepped up her scythe, eyes narrowing as she inched forward calmly. Waiting for any Goblin to bump into her.
Rank: E
Class: Mage
Tag:
Heyitsjiwon
Megilagor
The Black Knight
SoftSmile
Fenris
FloozyMcDoozy
Rank: E
Title:
Level: 7/10
HP: 190/190
MP: 190/210
Fatigue: 10/100
Defense: 95 > 125 ( Party Bonus - Defense Boost +20 // Prayer of Protection - Defense Boost +10)
P. Attack: 100
M. Attack: 235 > 250 ( Wicked Augmentation - M. Attack Boost +15)
Accuracy: 2d100+55
Title:
Level: 7/10
HP: 190/190
MP: 190/210
Fatigue: 10/100
Defense: 95 > 125 ( Party Bonus - Defense Boost +20 // Prayer of Protection - Defense Boost +10)
P. Attack: 100
M. Attack: 235 > 250 ( Wicked Augmentation - M. Attack Boost +15)
Accuracy: 2d100+55
Goblin Hive
“...” – Min-Jee promptly dropped her back against the rigid, mossy texture of one of the dungeon walls. She slid to prop a shoulder against the wall, listening in, a masquerade of indifference plastered all over her almost rigid expression. The annoying, shrill voices ahead were awfully recognizable all of a sudden. Goblin Tunnel. Right. It's filled with goblins – "Who would've thought..." – The thought had almost crossed her mind the first time Seung-Ryu mentioned it, but it escaped her as easy as it came, – given the “be scared out of your wits” situation they were dealing with, the threat of dying in any second and all – though it came back like a brooding wave to her, memories, something she held close home triggering as she heard the ever-so familiar shrieks of the goblins. She found herself drifting off into space again, just transiently glaring at the fire of the nearest torch while everyone else bickered something about a plan. Either way, she wasn’t listening. The sudden shift in her usual impassiveness would’ve been a dead giveaway.
Goblins. The first monster she’d ever faced in a dungeon, much like many other hunters, but most importantly, the first monster she was forced to hunt for sport. She’d dealt with Direwolves, Giant spiders, Skeletons, and hell, even Slimes – But there was something about being face to face with a Goblin that she grieved with all her might. It was insulting; a trace of condescension every time the mere sight took her aback, as though life itself slapped her hard across the face.
The scenery stung, thinking back to that one dungeon. It perhaps was just as dark and dreary as these endless tunnels, maybe even more so. It was a damp, light-devouring cavern of the many you’d encounter when dungeon dwelling – An all-encompassing void that swarmed every last one of the senses. It was dark. Mind-numbingly dark. Even the light of her phone paled, not enough to see more than a couple of feet ahead of you. And she could still recall his dad laughing his ass off in the back as she subconsciously stumbled to a painfully slow limp, mid-step, whenever she thought something was about to jump out at her.
Dong-Yul had made some arrangements beforehand, hooked up with a contact to get his recently awoken daughter into a dungeon – And young Min-Jee was all about it. She was damn near paralyzed all night with pure excitement when, for once in a lifetime, her dad finally showed even the most insignificant shred of interest for his daughter. The both of them would usually have the same one-sided convo day after day, Min-Jee would try to muster up the most interesting small talk about cars, drinks; – Anything he liked really – Only to be met with a modicum of attention from Dong-Yul’s end. But in this one moment, the old man had only an interest to test how far she could go with her E-rank strength. And even though she understood how utterly selfish it was of him, in a way, deep-rooted in that hollow skull of hers, Min-Jee felt as though she could finally share something of value with her dad for once. Something they could talk about for real this time. That childish expectation she had quickly drew a blank, the deeper she got into that cave.
It took only one Goblin for her to realize just how deranged the average hunter was. The green creature ahead of her looked like it was about to turn into skin and bones, frantically stumbling with the jagged piece of stone in its hands, too weak in the knees not to stumble in his step as it hesitantly drew closer to her. Like a cornered, wounded predator. At that moment she only wondered if this monster was here fighting for its life against its own will, just like her. The rest, truth be told, was a blur. For the next few moments, Min-Jee stood there with a bloody knife in her hands and a thick, crimson puddle slowly reaching towards her in the dark. Accusive. Pointing at the perpetrator of the hideous crime.
Wounds and gashes strewn all over her arms, next thing she heard was the almost maniacal laughter of his dad behind her, giving praise to her daughter as if it were the first time such words had come out of his mouth – “I’ll let you clean up the area, then! Count them. If you’re not done by the time I’m back we’ll be going deeper into the dungeon.” – It was inhumane, brutal, downright psychotic. And it, for one reason or another, felt…Good. Getting genuine praise from her dad felt amazing.
“You fucking maniac...” – Min-Jee muttered not so quietly to herself, almost out of reflex, all the way from the rear of the group in case the goblins caught onto it. Though she did speak out in bugbear tongue just to keep herself in the clear, all they must’ve heard was that of a low growl – A set of snarling groans. She’d rather Gom find out about her inner conflicts over any other party member. It didn’t take long before she shook herself out of it, though. Much to her chagrin, she was still a bit too shaken, one could notice it from the way she’d been staring off into space for the last minute or so while one foot tapped away at the floor. The more she ventured deep into the world of hunters, the association, the thousands upon thousands of hunting boards online, whatever it is that kept her hooked with reality appeared more and more fickle. And thus that inherent disgust in herself grew bigger. She just didn’t know how to feel about killing monsters, it never seemed to sit right with her; especially now that she could apparently communicate with them.
With one deep sigh, she crossed her arms, and as they locked, she bottled it all up. Bit the inside of her cheek and resorted to the old reliable. Drowning out the fact that she was technically a cold-blooded murderer with music.
Now Playing. . .
Never a bad time to jam out; was one of the most valuable lessons she'd learned from hunting.
She took one big huff of that damp, suffocating goodness floating in the air and spoke up. A bit quieter this time around – “Have we decided on a plan yet…?” – Min-Jee quietly slipped a hand behind her, into her inventory, before pulling out a red blur from nothingness. She leaned in slightly on the red scythe, eyeing the group with a blank, still very detached, stare. Not exactly uninterested in the subject matter, even though they were getting a little too worked up over goblins, it was never bad to be ill-prepared. In all honesty, she herself had some things in mind that could play along with the many ideas this new girl had proposed. Alas, all windows of opportunity were shut as one of the newer faces took it upon themselves to…Kill the goblins on their own…?
Needless to say, – “What?” – Min-Jee was quite blown away by how quickly they lost control of the little democratic system they had. And rightfully so, the girl looked like a walking stick. If it wasn’t the goblins that took her down, maybe a slight breeze would tumble her on her way to them – “That’s not going to end well.” – She instinctively shook her head in genuine disappointment, it somewhat reminded her of the way her little brother would actively poke cicadas out of curiosity when they were kids. Those weren’t cicadas, and that wasn’t Jeong-Ho, was the problem.
Seeing as neither Haneul nor Jiwon were eager to stop her from possibly ruining what good team play they had, Min-Jee stepped up – “Hold on a moment.” – She quickly made her way through the crowd, past Jiwon, Haneul and everyone else, now a couple of steps behind Minseo, Min-Jee quickly tucked the girl back by the collar of her fancy outfit – “Listen,” – She gently yanked her back a bit more, trying to hold her back the same way she would with an overexcited dog. Of course, normally there’d be no problem with letting this stranger go, it wasn’t Min-Jee’s problem if this girl got mauled out there, but someone really needed to keep things in order before anyone else started to rush in without proper strategy. She’d seen a bunch of party’s get riled up and lose control over the most meaningless things, even in expedition trips with miners. She could only hope that the Goblins hadn’t caught onto them already – “We’re going to lure them over here and kill off their frontline. They’re goblins so they’ll probably get scared and run away if we take them by surprise. We chase them down if they start running.” – She spoke as quiet as she could, still, loud enough for the others to hear if they were paying attention – “Simple enough, right?” – She mechanically commented it all, letting go of the small girl, Min-Jee glanced back at the rest. She was never a fan of rhetorical questions, but here she was.
“Man, I sound so bitchy…” – Min-Jee couldn’t help but sigh, the dungeon was going quite smoothly before this first contact with monsters – “Alright, then…” – Once again, she cleared her throat. Instead of hoarse grunting and gnarly growling, there were low shrieks and higher pitched snarls. Until she finally raised her voice, mimicking the exact pitch and intonation of the goblins ahead – “I CAUGHT A HUMAN!!! COME!!! HELP!!” – If she had accurately imitated their tongue, then the goblins should’ve heard the squeals of one of their brethren bellowing to them. For a moment, Min-Jee spared a cheeky smile to herself, maybe she WAS getting good at this talking to monsters thing of hers. Or so she thought, at least, right after there was a harsh fit of coughing telling her otherwise – “Sh…it...!” – With her amateur monster whisperer dreams almost crushed, Min-Jee grabbed her throat as she held back a pained expression. There was no time to waste however – “I…t’d sound a lot more convincing if one of y-you screamed too, y’know…” – She quickly dropped the subject with a chuckle that sounded a lot sadder than anything else. There was no way in hell any of these people would scream for her, she thought.
“Whatever...” – She waved the white flag of defeat – “Just kill the first row of goblins that comes around the corner…” – Makeshift plan met, Min-Jee tapped the ground twice with her scythe. The vacuous, dull beckoning of a bell ever so slightly heard with each tap. On the third tap, a void lapped outwards, rippling across the ground as though a disturbed pond.
[ Wicked Augmentation ]
The darkness smeared itself on every weapon the team held as it finally reached the very last member of the party. With all of this, she felt they were all set. Min-Jee took in one faint breath, holding it as she prepped up her scythe, eyes narrowing as she inched forward calmly. Waiting for any Goblin to bump into her.
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