Oscar

Oscar truly had been sleeping on his quests. Once he had reached the Frontlines, they had never seemed to be necessary. But, it seemed Cardinal was feeling nostalgic and wanted to add some new prizes to quests he had already completed. So much the better, he needed to get out more. Between dealing the Tyson’s rehabilitation and Laughing Coffin, it was really difficult to get out and do much of anything to progress his character more. Where he had prided himself on being about as strong as he could be - unlocked most everything that he possibly could have - that clearly wasn’t the case anymore.

"CRAB!" As they were still in the planning phase, walking and talking, Oscar hadn't realized that they had arrived at the Crab Shack. Seeing the hulking behemoth, Oscar's call served two purposes: grabbing Hate with Howl and notifying his companions that they were about to catch smoke. It was difficult to contain his excitement. He truly wanted to see if he could cook a boss. His mind was awash with the possibilities, swimming with potential. Just going by the sheer scale of the beast, Oscar realized that even if it were possible, he would definitely have his work cut out for him. Was the

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Bosses didn't quite scratch that itch anymore. Even for something as fearsome and infamous as the Forgotten Time King, Oscar rarely found himself hard pressed. Their movements were almost scripted. Easy to predict, easy to dodge. If he even bothered to do so, really. Outside of Raids, they didn't bring enough stopping power to the table to make Oscar sweat. When all was said and done, for all of the flashiness and vaunted power, the boss was only barely scraping Oscar's health bar. Ten damage at a time when all was said and done. It was quite funny, really. The King blasted Oscar across the ar

The man may not have realized it, but he'd almost given it up right out of the gate. Oscar had to move quickly, surging forward like a bullet to place himself in between Kiyabu and the boss. He didn't even have time to attempt a strike before the Forgotten Time King had raised his sword spear above his head and slammed it down. Ordinarily, Oscar would have done some fancy maneuver to dodge or absorb the blow. But if he had, the attack would have struck Kiyabu who was standing directly behind him. So rather than do any of that, Oscar chose to simply take the attack. The glowing golden sword spe

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Someone had requested aid on a quest. Oscar had been so busy with the hustle and bustle of Clash of Blades that he'd all but forgotten to make his rounds. Reading the notice, his eyes fell upon the name. Kiyabu Hisao. Wasn't that the unfortunate fellow who got matched against NIGHT Round 1? He breathed out a laugh. Apparently someone had realized they needed to up their arsenal a little before they got too deep into the tournament. Better late than never, honestly. So he sent his response and almost immediately received one back. Dude must have been waiting waiting. He felt a little bad f

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"Therapy session? Is that what you thought that was?" His question cut through the night air like a knife. "You dumb?" As she sank back into the edge of the fountain, it was Oscar's turn to go on a tirade. Though, to his credit, his own was more calm than hers. "First of all, we needed to cool the fuck down. Don't pretend for one goddamn second we wouldn't have gone at it in the middle of the arena if we kept pushing things." He turned his head to the side and looked down to catch her gaze. "No lies now, you were feeling it as much as I was." Oscar pushed himself off the fountain, stridin

ph --- MAIN ACTION | ST-I vs Hirru | ID: 241249 | BD: 6 + 1 - 1, hit | Deal 88-52 = 36 DMG SWIFT ACTION | Quick Change: Divine Rancor -> Kyuketsuki Vigilon | HP: 29/200 | EN: 38/53 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 35(-5) | ACC: 1 | EVA: 2 | FLN: 4 | BLI: 8/-5 | BRN: 14 | LD:4 | Shatter I 0/3 Oscar | HP: 36/200 | EN: 31/58 | DMG: 11 | MIT: 52 | ACC: 0 | EVA: 0 | AA | Vamp.Off: 30 | PHASE | HB: 8 | BH:6 | V. DEF: 20 | REC: 1 | LD: 8 | QC CD: 1/3 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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You know that feeling when you try to grab something and keep fumbling it? That was Oscar trying to hit Morningstar. Dude was slippery. Suspiciously so. Was it the sauce covering the arena that kept slipping him up or had someone raided his bottles of cooking oil before the match? He was almost tempted to check his inventory if he didn't need to focus on the bout in front of him. "You gotta send me that build," Oscar said to Morningstar as the blond-haired man once more juked a stun. "It's absolutely insane. I'm not used to having trouble hitting my targets." Oscar spared a look back at V