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“Oh?” Lydia’s voice came out suddenly, a surprised chirp in response to Oscar’s words. She’d thought Abellio had some idea of what he wanted to do. But given that the red-haired man was busy horking down his food without objection, Lydia figured she’d hear Oscar out. He busied himself with opening his menu, consuming several strange objects in quick succession. “Pretty easy quest boss on Floor Five. I’ve been trying to unlock a skill from it for a minute and haven’t been able to get it done. Figured I could give it another go. Get you guys some experience and, if we’re lucky, unlock
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Despite her misgivings, Lydia took a seat at the counter. Abellio followed suit, bouncing in his seat like a hyperactive puppy. She took a look around the diner, at the chrome trim and how meticulously clean everything was kept. Through the window, she could see Oscar hard at work manning the fryer. Even those vats of boiling oil were clean and sanitized. There were so many contradictions that she didn’t know what to make of the man now. He was brazenly open about his conquests. But at the same time, everything about his restaurant was so meticulously kept. Wouldn’t a skeezeball be consis
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Lydia didn’t even have time to protest. She merely clung to her days earnings as Abellio took them down a labyrinth of streets and alleys. She had never been to this side of town before. It seemed incredibly sketchy. Were she wandering the streets alone, she would have definitely given this area a wide berth. Wouldn’t even have looked at it. There were too many blind turns. Too many crevices to hide people with ill intent. But Abellio didn’t seem bothered. He wasn’t… stupid was he? But a man like him could probably handle most bad actors. He didn’t strike her as the violent sort, bu
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[BR-F29] Paving the Way to Floor 30 [Team 2: Yuki]
Oscar replied to Plot Master's topic in The Frontlines
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Approved. Welcome to SAO-RPG!
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[PT][F24/PP] - In Too Deep]Legendary Ingredient Hunting - Crack a Crab
Oscar replied to Oscar's topic in Intermediate Floors
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It was late. Oscar had gone to sleep hours prior. He slumbered peacefully in his bed, dreaming of nothing in particular. The best kind of sleep. The one that transports you from dusk to dawn. The closest thing to time travel that humanity would ever achieve. And it came to him so very rarely. So when it was shattered by the loud drumming on his front door, he had to take a moment to look up at the ceiling. Each second that ticked away flared his temper. Each loud thud against his door crushed those broken echoes of slumber into a fine dust. Oscar had to take a moment to contain himself. Calm h
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F01/Grandmaster Cook<<Oscar's Hot Dog Stand>> [Open]
Oscar replied to Oscar's topic in Merchants and Shops
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The tides had retreated as quickly as they had drowned the Players in their deluge. Where there was once chaos, there was now simply the ever-present torrential rain. Rain and the chime of a message received. A summons. To the Edge of the Black. Oscar looked skyward, slicking back his hair as the rain fell upon his face in stinging drops. He was tired. And it was likely the rest of the raiders were too. Physical exhaustion was not something that could reach them here while they had bodies of data and code. But mental fatigue? It felt more profound. Trills of sensations rippled up his body as a
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Thread Summary Mari | [Word Count: 9422/5 = 1884.4] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1] = 18844 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2826 col Oscar | [Word Count: 9422/5 = 1884.4] * [True Tier: 10] * [Group Factor: 1] = 18844 EXP, Laurel Wreath: 2826 col
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It was a kiss so soft that Oscar almost thought that it was accidental. If he paused and gave himself time to think, perhaps he might have convinced himself that it was. But this was not the time for rationality. There was only one path forward, through action and not thought. It was the first spark that lit the inferno. A proverbial starting pistol wrapped up in a permissive gesture. Instinct - raw and primal - dominated his psyche. He surged forward, returning tenfold what he’d received. Oscar loomed over her as their lips danced together, moving in the defiance of the ambient serenade of na
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"You're forgetting that you got people who care about you, though," Oscar replied quickly. It was an easy thing to fall back into - his literal fucking profession. Though Oscar was hardly as direct in the real world. Maybe it was the shades of red that bled into his thoughts. He wasn't exactly pleased to be stuck here when there was still a war on. "Don't get me wrong, everyone dies. Probably about the healthiest bit of your thought process there. But give enough of a shit to spare a thought for the people who give a shit about you." He took another long drag of his cigarette. Oscar
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"Don't exactly strike me as the type to be scared straight," Oscar said. His hand absent-mindedly swiped through his menus, eventually settling on an item in his list. With a flash of light, an already-lit cigarette appeared between his fingers. He leaned up against a nearby tree, hoping to use its branches to shelter him from the pouring rain. At least enough for him to actually enjoy the break that was foisted upon him. He took a long drag, looking up as he blew a cloud of smoke skyward. It did nothing. But the ritual was soothing. Hopefully it wouldn't have any ill-effects once he got out o
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Oscar pinched the bridge of his nose. Ordinarily, he would have blown right past Lessa. But then the fight would have got messy. She would have moved to stop him. An errant strike and the girl would be heading back home in a bad way. He let out a heavy sigh, still not entirely letting go of his anger. But it was controlled for the time being. So that was nice. "You're really lucky I like you, Lessa," Oscar said, perhaps a bit too forcefully than he intended to. "You owe me one." Several, actually. But Oscar wasn't going to kick the hornet's nest. He'd just kick another one.
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“Too tarnished?” Oscar’s words came out with an incredulous inflection. He cocked an eyebrow, his eyes locking onto hers. He was quiet for a long moment. He took exception to the notion. Just who had told her that? And what did her past have to do with the here and now. Oscar existed in the present. He didn’t let his own past hang over him. He accepted it. It was formative. Important. Every single moment coalescing into the person her was right now. It was the same for everyone. It didn’t define them, merely created them. Everyone, everything. And it was true for Mari as well. “That
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Oscar could only crack a smile at her words. Despite her preconceived notions, he was - in fact - in a position to help her. His relationship with Cordelia had always been an atypical one. While they were fully devoted to one another, neither had a mind to keep the other. There were so many people - men and women - that the two could find satisfaction in. They would always come home to the other, but there was much freedom in what happened in between. “I’m not exactly taken in the traditional sense,” Oscar corrected. He never really got into the details of his relationship. But Mari was a
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"You know," Oscar interjected. "There was a time in my life where my default response was to beat the stupid out of someone." Oscar dismissed his weapon, his dominant hand moving to the right to begin rolling up his sleeve. The strange woman's actions were putting people's lives at risk. Maybe she didn't know. Oscar wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt. Because the alternative would have been a bigger issue. "Problem is I can't do that. You're so ridiculously weak that if I used my sword, I'd probably accidentally kill you." He paused to roll up the sleeve on his opposite arm. With
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Yeets the following into @KnightessCiela's face hole: Name: The Very Inappropriately Shaped Glizzy Profession/Rank: Rank 10 Cook 245863 | 245861, 245862 Item Type: Feast Tier: 4 Quality: Demonic Enhancements: 3 MIT | 1 OH Description: Too lewd and inappropriate for the System to render fully. You know what's hiding behind that mosiac. Ya nasty. Link: https://www.sao-rpg.com/topic/17990-f01grandmaster-cook/?do=findComment&comment=697659&_rid=8792
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Normal Crafts Feast Crafts Fusion
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F01/Grandmaster Cook<<Oscar's Hot Dog Stand>> [Open]
Oscar replied to Oscar's topic in Merchants and Shops
Crafting 6/28/25 Feast Creation Fusing Costs: 11 Materials 1 Demonic Shard