F07 SP <<Training Your Friend>>

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"Rasetsu!" Oscar roared as he charged forward.

He leaped into the air, doing a forward somersault to provide more force to his initial blow. He struck like lightning, the first slice carving a deep scar into the Golem's face. Oscar then dealt a stunning punch to the Golem, followed by a second slash. He then kicked off of the Golem's damaged face and performed another feat of acrobatics to gain some distance. He landed on his feet and adjusted so that the now-stunned Golem was firmly in his crosshairs. His hands were shaking from the rage that had built up inside of him. Oscar twisted his wrist, flourishing his blade before bringing it in front of him. No matter what he tried though, he couldn't get the visions of Tyson out of his mind. Rage didn't do it. It just made everything worse. He felt a tightness in his chest; heartache. He missed that kid so much.

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Oscar HP 280 | EN 17 | DMG 8 | ACC 0 | EVA 3 | MIT 18 | ID: 121763

Ra Setsu[x6] to Golem. BD8+1. Bleed activates. Deal 42 + 12 DMG. Savvy deactivates.

Golem HP 86 | DMG 42 is stunned.

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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Oscar dashed forward again, charging another Ra Setsu. He leaped into the air once more and missed his target by a mile. But again, gravity was on his side and pulled him back down to earth as the Golem swatted at him. He landed and hopped back, looking towards Gob-Gob who was staying safely out of the fight.

"Good," he thought. He turned his attention back to the Golem. He couldn't be forced back yet. Gob-Gob would be put in danger and this whole thing would be for nothing. The poor familiar couldn't defend itself and he doubted that it could take much damage at all. Especially not the numbers the Golem was capable of dishing out. By focusing on Gob-Gob, the visions of Tyson abated a bit. Oscar was thankful for the relief. He was free to focus more on the combat now that Tyson's face at the moment of is death wasn't flashing so incessantly in his head.

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Oscar HP 280 | EN 9 | DMG 8 | ACC 0 | EVA 3 | MIT 18 | ID: 121764

Ra Setsu[x6] to Golem. BD2+1. Miss. Bleed deals 12 DMG.

Golem HP 74 | DMG 42 attacks. MD2-3. Miss. Savvy activates.

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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Oscar HP 253 | EN 15 | DMG 8 | ACC 0 | EVA 3 | MIT 18 | ID: 121765

Ra Setsu[x6] to Golem. BD3+1. Miss. Savvy remains active.

Golem HP 74 | DMG 42 attacks. MD10. Critical Hit. Deal 44 - 18 DMG

Oscar dashed forward, his boots thundering against the ground with every step. When he was close enough, he used his moment to carry him up and forward. He brought his sword back to strike. Then he was instantly punched by the Golem. Oscar was sent sailing backwards where he eventually landed on the hard stone ground. The blow knocked the wind out of him and sent ripples of white-hot pain through his body. Oscar groaned and rolled over onto his back as he waited for the pain to abate just a bit. He felt the rumbling of the earth as the Golem advanced. Realizing what was happening, Oscar shot straight up. His ribs protested as he dipped into a battle stance, which stopped the Golem's forward march.

"Gob-Gob! Back off to a safe distance!" Oscar shouted to his familiar. Grabbing the javelins and discs, Gob-Gob ran a few feet backwards and hid behind a rock. 

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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Oscar HP 227 | EN 14 | DMG 8 | ACC 0 | EVA 3 | MIT 18 | ID: 121766

Ra Setsu[x6] to Golem. BD2+1. Miss. Savvy remains active.

Golem HP 74 | DMG 42 attacks. MD9. Critical Hit. Deal 43 - 18 DMG

Gob-Gob was safe. This was good. It meant that Oscar could focus on the enemy without worrying over Gob-Gob's safety. He dashed forward again. And was instantly met with a fist. Oscar flew backwards and landed hard on a flat stone. His head hurt and his ears were ringing from the force of the blow. The rumbling started again as the Golem took step after heavy step. Oscar slowly rose to his feet, the pain almost unbearable, and made ready to continue. It seemed the Golem didn't move forward unless Oscar was incapacitated. He could use this to his advantage. He waited for a few seconds for the pain sensor to abate and then lifted his blade. One good thing about the game was that pain from "injuries" didn't last very long at all. In contrast to the real world, he'd be in pain for months after even one hit from this creature. He cleared the mechanism, focusing on nothing but his sword and the enemy. The visions of Tyson melted away as his focus homed in on the Golem.

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Again, Oscar rushed in. But this time, he didn't jump. Instead, he slashed at the Golem's legs. He performed a heavy half-moon slash, slashing a heavy gash into the creature's legs. The Golem responded by slamming its fist into Oscar's chest. Oscar was sent skidding backwards, but remained on his feet. Despite the pain and damage, he was happy that he'd finally landed a hit. The malefic visions of Tyson's death had finally retreated to the dark recesses of his mind. He looked up at the Golem's health bar. It was in the red. One more clean hit would end the combat and Oscar could go back to focusing on Gob-Gob. Given the way this fight had gone, he definitely knew that he wanted Gob-Gob's Mastery to grant him Accuracy. Four misses in a row was just absolutely ridiculous. It definitely gave him a reason to redouble his efforts and try to train up Gob-Gob as soon as possible.

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Oscar HP 201 | EN 9 | DMG 8 | ACC 0 | EVA 3 | MIT 18 | ID: 121767

Gen Getsu[x6] to Golem. BD5+1. Deal 42 DMG. Savvy deactivates.

Golem HP 32 | DMG 42 attacks. MD10. 44 - 18 DMG.

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It was time for the final blow. Oscar dashed forward, heedless of the pain shooting up his side and swung his blade around in an irregular arc. The steel cut through the stone like butter. The Sword Art - Gen Getsu - depleted the remainder of the Golem's health bar. The creature crumbled to dust and rubble soon after Oscar's attack landed true. As if to add insult to injury, the loot he got after all that trouble was just awful. All he got was some Col and Materials. But, he was ultimately grateful for whatever he obtained. After all, he could have lost his life in that combat encounter. Every time he fought something, it was a very real risk that he would die. He was thankful that he didn't. Oscar sheathed his blade and made it over to Gob-Gob. Turning the corner around the rock, he saw Gob-Gob relaxing in the sun, completely oblivious to the battle on the other side. It could only bring a smile to Oscar's face.

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Oscar HP 201 | EN 9 | DMG 8 | ACC 0 | EVA 3 | MIT 18 | ID: 121768

Gen Getsu[x6] to Golem. BD9. Deal 54 DMG. Savvy deactivates. Golem is defeated.

ID: 121769 Found 700 Col and 2 T1 Materials.

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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Oscar grabbed a disc and Gob-Gob grabbed a javelin. Gob-Gob followed the disc as Oscar moved it around. Then, he finally tossed it into the air. Gob-Gob threw the javelin, but it slipped from his fingers at the last second and dug itself into the ground. Gob-Gob looked dejected as the clay disc fell from the sky and shattered on the ground, unharmed. Oscar merely patted his head and gave him words of encouragement. He looked down at the baskets and saw that he was out of discs and javelins. He would need to head home and make some more. Perhaps some lunch was in order as well. He picked up the baskets and handed beckoned for Gob-Gob to follow them. A nice rest after coming this far was a well-deserved reward. Gob-Gob would get there eventually, Oscar was sure of it. Until then, he would take his time, giving his familiar all the love and attention it needed to succeed.

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Training Gob-Gob. ID: 121770 CD1. Training failed.

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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Back home on the Oscar-Meyer Mansion, the azure-clad man made a beeline for the kitchen. He was starving. If he was starving he could only imagine that Gob-Gob was starving too. He grabbed some of the fish that Ol' Pete had given him and began seasoning it while the pan heated up on the range. Then, he added a drop or two of oil - just enough to cover the bottom of the pan - and added the fish, skin down, into the skillet. The fish sizzled, popped, and crackled as the heat began searing it. When he saw the fat begin to render and ooze from the meat, he used a spatula to flip it over in the pan, applying heat to the meat and sealing in the juices. As it cooked, Oscar began to craft a salad to go with the fish. Something light with plenty of greens to absorb the juices of the fish would be perfect. Gob-Gob had hopped onto the counter and was watching Oscar intently. He was definitely in his element right now. A far cry from the fight earlier.

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By the time Oscar had finished preparing and plating the salad, the fish was done cooking. Each piece was placed on a bed of greens and drizzled with a lemon-based vinaigrette. This would enhance the flavor of both the fish and the greens. He placed one plate in front of Gob-Gob and one in front of himself after he killed the heat on the range. Together, the two of them ate at the counter. Oscar used a fork while Gob-Gob shoveled the food into his mouth with his hands. When they were finished, Gob-Gob helped Oscar wash up the dishes. With full bellies and a clean kitchen, Oscar gave a contented sigh as he opened up his crafting menu. He needed to make more tools for Gob-Gob to train with. A small perk of being a crafter of any type is that you could make vanity items. They provided no stats, but could be used as an override for your equipment. Or, in this case, provide a way to make tiny javelins and clay discs for Gob-Gob.

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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By the time Oscar had finished preparing and plating the salad, the fish was done cooking. Each piece was placed on a bed of greens and drizzled with a lemon-based vinaigrette. This would enhance the flavor of both the fish and the greens. He placed one plate in front of Gob-Gob and one in front of himself after he killed the heat on the range. Together, the two of them ate at the counter. Oscar used a fork while Gob-Gob shoveled the food into his mouth with his hands. When they were finished, Gob-Gob helped Oscar wash up the dishes. With full bellies and a clean kitchen, Oscar gave a contented sigh as he opened up his crafting menu. He needed to make more tools for Gob-Gob to train with. A small perk of being a crafter of any type is that you could make vanity items. They provided no stats, but could be used as an override for your equipment. Or, in this case, provide a way to make tiny javelins and clay discs for Gob-Gob.

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The javelins were up first. Since he recently crafted them, they were in his "Recent Crafts" list. He selected the option for the javelins and started crafting. A stick, some thread, and a tiny tip popped into existence in front of him. He fastened the tip to the stick with the thread, making sure that the tip wouldn't fly off easily. Then, he tied the thread tight and sealed it with some wax. It wasn't the sturdiest item, but it would work. Oscar repeated this four more times. Five javelins should be more than enough. He added them to the basket and preheated his oven. It was time for the discs. They would need heat to be crafted and his oven would do perfectly. He didn't want the discs to be too brittle or too strong. He just wanted them to be durable enough to be thrown without shattering in his hand. He selected the option in his Recent Crafts for the discs and they were added to the oven.

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Once the discs were finished, Oscar and Gob-Gob headed outside to finish the last of Gob-Gob's training. One more successful hit and the requirements in his Quest Log would be met. Oscar grabbed a freshly-cooked disc from the basket with a potholder. The heat seeped through and warmed his hand. Gob-Gob followed the disc with his eyes as Oscar threw it into the air. Gob-Gob let the javelin fly and it just barely missed its mark. Gob-Gob crossed his arms and sat down on the ground, looking absolutely dejected. Oscar gave him a warm smile and a pat on the head.

"It's okay buddy. You got this. We'll try again in the morning. It's starting to get dark."

Picking up the basket, Oscar headed inside with Gob-Gob in tow. Maybe a good night's sleep would help them both get more focused and ready to go.

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Training Gob-Gob ID: 121771 CD4 Training Failed.

Edited August 18, 2019 by Oscar

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Gob-Gob and Oscar retired to bed for the night. The familiar slumbered peacefully at the bottom of the bed. Oscar, on the other hand, did not sleep well at all. His dreams were haunted by memories of Tyson and his own inadequacies. If he'd only pushed Tyson out of the way when he saw that boar. He had plenty of health left. He could have taken the hit. So why didn't he just take it? He tossed and turned, eventually giving up on rest and getting out of the bed. He wandered down to his Slime Farm, taking the time to watch the Slimes repopulate from his last use. The blue gel-like creatures underwent a process similar to mitosis to reproduce. They ate until they were big enough and then divided, creating two copies of the original. Then they began to eat and, when they were big enough, divided again. He just stared until the sun came up. Once it began to peer over the horizon, his stomach began to growl. Time for breakfast.

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"Alright, what sounds good?"

Oscar scrolled through his menu of possible breakfast choices. After a few moments, Oscar finally decided a classic. Pancakes with sausage and eggs. With the press of a button, the ingredients manifested before him. Flour, eggs, milk, sausage. The works. First, he began to mix the batter in a large silver mixing bowl. The pancakes wouldn't take nearly as long as the sausage links, so he put those on to try first. The sound of sizzling fat and the smell of pork roused Gob-Gob from his slumber. He came pitter-pattering down the stairs, excited at the prospect of food. He hopped up on the counter and flexed happily at Oscar. The azure-clad man smiled and gave him a fist-bump before continuing to make their breakfast. The sausages were done. Now came the hard part. He had to juggle making the eggs and the pancakes in order to have everything done before the sausages went cold.

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Oscar took a deep breath, steadying himself for what was to come. The sausages were covered next to the range, so that made the timing a little better. It also kept them away from the sneaky hands of Gob-Gob. He'd already caught the goblin trying to abscond with a sausage early twice now. He broke four eggs into a large mixing bowl. He added milk, salt, and pepper before whisking it up. Then, once it was thoroughly blended, Oscar poured it into a piping-hot pan. Soon after that, he dropped six pancakes on the griddle and watched them both intently, spatula in hand. The eggs began to set up first. They needed constant motion or else they would burn. Then the pancakes began to set up. Which made Oscar wonder. What if his acrobatic feats didn't just apply to the battlefield now? He grabbed the handle of the griddle and shook it in small circles to loosen up the pancakes. They were about to find out.

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Oscar tossed the pancakes into the air, watching them flip like golden-brown coins as they ascended. He placed the griddle back on the heat. They descended, landing batter side down on the hot metal. They sizzled and cracked as the heat cooked the remaining batter. Oscar just wished that he'd had someone who could witness the feat of culinary dexterity. Alas, there was no one but Gob-Gob. Oscar plated their breakfasts and poured maple syrup over the pancakes. Then, he stood at the counter and began to eat. Watching Gob-Gob ravenously eat his meal with nothing but his hands made him wonder if humanoid familiars could be trained to use silverware? It was worth a shot at the very least. It put Oscar off of his appetite to watch how sloppy Gob-Gob could be. Housebreaking a goblin sounded like just the test for Oscar to undertake. Plus it would be funny as heck to see a goblin eating civilized with a fork and knife.

Edited August 19, 2019 by Oscar

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Training Gob-Gob ID: 121772 CD7 Training Successful!

Oscar finished his food, despite Gob-Gob scarfing down his breakfast so noisily. He looked down at his empty plate and got an idea. It was a longshot, but perhaps it would work to help finish training the goblin. He grabbed a plate and tossed it into the air.

"Gob-Gob! Think fast."

Gob-Gob saw what Oscar did and quickly grabbed a knife from the counter. He took aim and threw it with all his might. The knife shattered the plate, causing crystalline fragments to rain down onto the counter.

"Nice one Gob-Gob!"

Oscar gave his familiar a fistbump and patted his head. He was so proud of the little Terry Crews goblin it hurt. But there was also the problem of the knife. Upon hitting the plate, it began to make a beeline straight for Oscar's face. His hand shot out and deftly grabbed the kitchen knife by the handle. He then stapped the tip into his cutting board and placed his hands on the counter. Today was shaping up to be a good day.

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After cleaning the dishes and sweeping the fragments of the plate up, Oscar wondered what he wanted to do today. Gob-Gob's Training was finally complete. Perhaps he would go tend to his shop for the day? He grabbed Bloody Howl from its place by his bed and attached it to his hip. Then he beckoned for Gob-Gob to follow and headed out of his house. After locking up, Oscar decided to take the scenic route to Deepedge to teleport down to the Town of Beginnings. There was something about mountainous regions that just made him extremely happy. The cool air, the rocky terrain. The fine mist on the ground from the sharp, crisp air. All of it was amazing to him. He couldn't have picked a better place to call home. Oscar and Gob-Gob happily strolled along without a care in the world. Eventually they passed the spot where Oscar went on his Golem Rampage. He saw another one lying there and thought about engaging it. But then he remembered his last fight and thought better of it. So he went on his merry way.

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The scenic route took them around a large lake. The mist rolling off of the surface was so beautiful in the morning sun that Oscar had to stop and stare for a bit. It was so peaceful. The birds were chirping, the breeze was whistling through the rocky crags. He smiled and patted Gob-Gob's head, who was flexing at his reflection in the lake. He wasn't exactly the smartest cookie. But he looked great at least. Oscar shoved his hands in his pockets and started walking again. Gob-Gob trotted on along after him. They had to climb a hill, but at the bottom would be Deepedge. His calves and lungs were burning by the time he reached the top of the steep hill. As he caught his breath, he looked down from the top. Deepedge sprawled out in front of him. It was still a little ways off, but he would be there soon enough. His breath finally returned to him and he started down the hill. In spite of the rough terrain, Oscar was enjoying the hike.

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After the hike, Oscar had arrived at the gates of Deepedge. A short jaunt later and his boots were clattering against the stone dias that was the Teleportation Platform. He headed down to the Town of Beginnings and made his way to the ghetto. He saw the Crusty Bahrnacle right next to his shop. He smiled, thinking fondly of his friend. Then, he disappeared inside his Hot Dog Stand. He hadn't had many customers, but hopefully that would change soon. After all, he didn't really see any other shops down here selling food. Gob-Gob sat at the bar while Oscar headed into the kitchen to start stocking his hot bar. There were a few regulars that came by looking for his delicious meat cylinders. He didn't really charge them too much for food. It was only the ones that had the good buffs that he would charge for. But even then, he'd rather set up a trade or just give it away. He crafted because it was fun, not to make Col.

Edited August 19, 2019 by Oscar