LIMBO Training:
Stats
AGL: 120 +95
STA: 300
NIN: 255 +45
GEN:120
TAI: 120
CHC: 300
PL: 1215 +140
Asp: 224 +100
| New Stats
AGL: 215
STA: 300
NIN: 300
GEN:120
TAI: 120
CHC: 300
PL: 1355
Asp: 324
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Rewards:
- B rank Yen x4 (Not sure what’s the base pay)/ +35 stats x4 (vote reward)
- +50,000 yen (1 time monthly/ has not claimed on main)
Rp: Momo stood at the edge of the precipice. A man made clearing was just below which provided the perfect opportunity and ideal location for Momo’s debut. It was no amphitheater but it would do. With a stroke of her Bastion’s strings, her vibrant Surf Green-colored Duesenberg Starplayer II guitar, and let out a stunning tune, “This is it!” “eueurgh, derurghhhh” The sound of her tune would echo across the vast lands causing Momo to pause in awe. She’d throw her arms up, close her eye, and breath in deeply before dropping them to her side. Then, a raspy voice from a top Momo’s head spoke angrily, “That was awful!” Momo’s zen was immediately disturbed as evident by her instant change in facial expression. Her face went from a lovely high to a crunch up bag of potato chips. Oddly specific? I agree. “And I was having such a nice nap before all of that ruckus!” If Momo’s face could crunch up further… it would have. “Damn it hat! Shut the hell up! Can’t you see ima little busy here!? This is art, my music is art. I’m not trying to play the ghastly stuff your into. This is for my fans and potential fans man. I got plans! Big plans! This concert is going to be huge!” Momo’s happy expression returned as monologued. The twinkle in her eyes were visibly seen. But then, her face crunched yet again to the sounds of snoring up above. Momo would snatch her big hat from her head, slam it to the ground and finally, she’d boot it off the cliff side. She’d watch the thing drift off toward the bottom before sighing deeply to herself, “Damn it…” Momo had to throw her guitar on her back and scale the cliff side in order to go and retrieve her big hat.
WC 250+