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[SP-F1] Predator and Prey {COMPLETED}


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Ashtver flopped down against a tree and placed his spear beside him as he watched the sun set over the green fields. I got bugger all today, he complained, his brown bangs blowing in the light breeze. He couldn't help but wonder - what was it like on the higher floors? Apparently the third floor was actually rather peaceful, so he decided he might head there at some point, but that wasn't a good choice until he leveled up a little more and got better at combat. He was nearly taken out by a puny boar, for goodness sake.

Staying there on floor one wasn't ideal. He probably looked like a wimp, and that wasn't something he wanted to happen. Bored, he flicked his legs up and pushed into a standing position, grabbing his spear as he went. However, when he looked around there were basically no monsters - not even a single boar or wolf.

"Ah, crap," he swore, before walking off to look for something to kill.

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The bush rustled ever so quietly as the creature of the forest crept through it, approaching its prey.  It bared its gleaming white fangs, its eyes burning red as it watched its next meal: a boy with brown hair and wielding a large spear.  The beast let out a low growl, sitting back on its hind legs at it prepared to leap at its victim, unawares of his approaching danger.  The silver Wolf leaped out of the foliage towards the boy, teeth bared in a ravenous and bestial grin...

 

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Ashtver could hear a light rustling behind him in the bushes.  Someone or something was creeping up on him, but he didn't make it obvious he had snuffed it out.  By the sounds of it, it wasn't very good at sneak attacks.  He looked out to the orange horizon and began to whistle to himself, awaiting the assault.  Before long, the cracking of twigs and branches was heard as a large body swept out of the bushes towards him.  He spun around, spear abreast, and caught the Wolf's jaws on the shaft of the spear.

 

"Hah, you're mine, you got that?" he threatened the ravenous creature before turning to the side and throwing it away, its enormous hairy body tumbling along the grass.  The Wolf gathered its bearings and stood up, but not before a spear pierced its side, causing it release a bloodcurdling howl.  Ashtver retracted the long spear and dashed back to a better vantage point, waiting and watching for the Wolf's next vigorous attack.

 

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ID: 24493

BD: 7 = Success

MD: 2 = Fail

 

Ashtver: 9/9 HP

Wolf: 3/5 HP

 

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The Wolf eyed the spearman off as it picked its half-dead body off of the smooth grass.  The virtual scar in its side let red pixels float out and up into the air.  It breathed heavily, each bestial breath raspy and clogged.  It wasn't going to go down without a fight.  There were flames in its eyes, a nigh-inextinguishable spark in its virtual heart.  The beast flared its nostrils and bared its wild fangs once again in a last ditch attempt to eat the boy...

 

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Ashtver eyed the Wolf off as it picked its half-dead body off of the smooth grass.  It had attacked him; this was what it deserved.  Not to mention it was just an AI, too.  However, it looked like a wildfire was erupting within the creature's body, as if the program had some sort of simulation of emotion.  Ash gave the idea a cocky smirk.  It's just an AI.  It'll take ages for that to actually happen.

 

The Wolf bolted at Ash once more, rippling the grass in its wake.  The spearman went to drive the spearhead into the beast's chest, but his plan was foiled as it leaped over the head of the spear and latched its sharp jaws onto Ash's thrusting shoulder, chipping away at his health ever so slightly.

 

"Get off me, you bastard!" he cursed the Wolf as he brought the spear back and impaled it in the abdomen, causing it to release its iron grip and explode into data.  A prompt popped up into Ashtver's view as he doubled over, puffing and holding onto his injured shoulder.  He looked up and his focus went onto what the item was.

 

It was a set of light armour; Primal Raiment

 

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ID: 24494

 

BD: 6 = Success

MD: 8 = Success

LD: 17 = Good item OR (Mob HP x 5) Col

 

Ashtver: 8/9 HP

Wolf: DEAD

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The Primal Raiment fitted Ashtver like a glove, and it didn't look too shabby either.  He stowed his spear before dropping his rear onto a nearby rock and opening his menu to pull out some bread and a bottle of water.  He sculled the entire bottle before moving onto the bread, chomping right down on it.  It may have tasted like absolute crap, but it filled him up at least.

 

Ashtver checked his health in the top corner of his view.  It was full, and the reasoning behind that; he had gone up a level.  He smirked at that fact.  It was still about an hour until sundown.  He stood up and made his way out to the green fields in search of another fight.

 

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It was a fight he received.  As he strolled through the plains painted orange by the setting sun, he happened to kick what seemed to be a large boulder, and in frustration he kicked it once more, only to have the 'boulder' move and trip him up.  It was a large boar, obviously furious from having been woken up so rudely.  The spearman scrambled up and popped his spear out of its sheath, poising it at his right, his left foot and hand forward and he prepared for a second bout of 'mortal' combat.

 

The boar scraped its hoof on the ground, before bowing its head low and charging Ashtver.  Rather than attacking, the young spearman decided to draw the creature out.  He bent low and prepared for the large pig.  As the boar made contact with Ashtver, he locked the shaft of his spear between the boar's tusks, mimicking the movements of his teacher and friend, Takao.

 

"This'll be fun, huh, Piggy?" he taunted again, keeping the boar locked.

 

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ID: 24517

 

BD: 4 = Fail (RPed as a block)

MD: 3 = Fail

 

Ashtver: 11/11 HP (Leveled up)

Boar: 6/6 HP

 

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The boar continued to struggle against Ashtver's spear, rattling the shaft and shaking the metal head from side to side.  Ashtver grinned at the monster's vain attempts to break free.  He pushed forwards, pushing the boar backwards.  The creature kept squealing in anger and fear; all pre-programmed of course.  That was a mentality that Ashtver would soon need to change.

 

Ashtver kept pushing the shaft against the boar's snout, causing its snorts and squeals to become muffled.  Finally tired of that horseplay, Ashtver unlocked the beast and in a split second it was already charging at him.

 

Exactly what he wanted.  As the boar went to skewer him with its tusks, he stuck his boot out and caught the boar full in the snout, causing it to become somewhat startled.  Ashtver proceeded to spin the spear around and smack the boar in the side of the head with the steel pommel of the spear.  As the creature fell to the side, the spearman swiftly swapped sides and delivered a powerful although hardly damaging soccer kick to the side of its head, knocking it the other way, before he ended his combo of sorts with a stab through the side.  He pulled the spearhead out and stood back, only to see the oversized pig pull its limp body up.

 

"Damn, how many hits do you guys take?" he asked rhetorically.

 

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ID: 24519

 

BD: 10 = Critical +2

MD: 2 = Fail

 

Ashtver: 11/11 HP

Boar: 2/6 HP

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The boar pulled itself up, data flowing from the open wound in its side.  Even as an AI, it couldn't help but feel its demise becoming closer, like Death's cloak enveloping it.  It had to make one final stand, and get at least one good hit in, even if it meant dying in the process...

 

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Once the boar had finished picking itself up and shaking its head, it bowed it large tusks to Ashtver, flames burning in its black, beady eyes.  It actually slightly startled Ashtver.  An AI feeling rage?  Impossible.

 

At least that's what Ash liked to think.  The boar charged at Ash, aiming to gore him.  The spearman smirked yet again and went to spear the giant pork chop, his boot caught on a large rock underfoot, hidden by the lengthy grass.  He felt his grip on his spear slip, and the head sunk into the dirt behind the charging boar - the boar that had now embedded its giant tusks in Ashtver's gut.  

 

The spearman was pushed back onto the grass, and made a hasty attempt at removing the creature from him, but to no avail.  Instead, the boar dragged its tusks up Ashtver's chest, opening a large, red, pixellated gap on each side.  Ashtver watched his health drop considerably.  It wasn't enough to worry him though.  He grabbed onto the tusks and brought his knees to his chest before kicking out into the boar's abdomen,snapping the tusks and sending the pig sprawling.  Ashtver removed the bony thorns from his chest and strode up to the downed boar, impaling the tusks into the creature's side.  He pulled his spear out of the ground and spun it overhead before bringing it down heavily on the boar, causing yet another monster to shatter into data.

 

"These monsters are getting more and more difficult, and its only the first damn floor," he complained as he doubled over again, a prompt displaying the 30 Col he earned from that fight.

 

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ID: 24520

 

BD: 7 = Success

MD: 10 = Critical +2

 

Ashtver: 8/11 HP

Boar: DEAD

 

LD: 17 = Good item OR (Mob health x 5) Col

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As Ashtver was about to take a swig out of his water bottle, his break was soon interrupted by low growling behind him, followed by a sort of roar as the possible Wolf leaped at him.  Reacting quickly, the spearman spun around, the head of the spear glowing a hot white.  He impaled the giant Wolf in the abdomen, before rolling backwards and kicking the Wolf off of his weapon, sending it sprawling.

 

He glanced at the rounded health bar of the larger Wolf.  It was definitely higher level; it was both larger and had more health.  Ashtver grinned slyly.  That wasn't going to stop him in the slightest.  He stood up straight, his water bottle still in hand.  He took a large swig from it, before proceeding to scull the entire beverage.

 

He threw the empty bottle in front of the Wolf, "Here, have a present," he taunted, still smirking.

 

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ID: 25104

 

BD: 9 = Critical +1

MD: 3 = Fail

 

Ashtver: 8/11 HP

Boar: 7/10 HP

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The Wolf circled around the boy, watching his muscle movements.  He didn't look like he was going to attack without provocation, but he didn't look off-guard either.  The best way to deal with this; bring in some reinforcements...

 

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The giant Wolf began to howl out into the orange sky for some reason.  Was it surrendering?  Was it injured?  Or maybe...

 

His final thought was correct.  He heard a rustling in the bush behind him and turned in time to see a Wolf pup jump at him.  He simply raised his spear to stop the baby's attack, and it instead maneuvered around to land on the grass, before running back over to its parent - was it a father or mother?

 

The two beasts split up and began to circle him, ready to pounce at a moment's notice.  He had not anticipated this turn of events.

 

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ID: 25106 and 25107

 

BD: 1 = Critical Fail

MD 1: 4 = Fail

MD 2: 1 = Critical Fail

 

Ashtver: 8/11 HP

Parent Wolf (MD1): 7/10 HP [HATE: 0]

Baby Wolf (MD2): 3/3 HP [HATE: 0]

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The larger Wolf was the first to strike.  It bolted at Ashtver in the blink of an eye, but didn't get to do anything as a spearhead entered the back of its neck, piercing through and entering its chest too.  However, the spearman was too distracted to remember the beast had a child.  He felt a set of sharp teeth pierce into his right leg, and he groaned in pain as he went to kick the baby.

 

However, the rebel child wasn't done yet.  It jumped over his kick and sank its tiny, but very sharp, jaws into his right ribs, and he yelled out as he retracted the spear from the large Wolf and tried elbowing the minuscule assailant.  The baby wolf dropped off of its partial dinner and backed off, both Wolves circling him some more, the larger Wolf doing so with raspy breaths, a fire in its eyes.

 

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ID: 25108 and 25109

 

BD: 10 = Critical +2 (Attacked Parent Wolf)

MD 1: 4 = Fail

MD 2: 9 = Critical +1

 

Ashtver: 6/11 HP

Parent Wolf: 3/11 HP [HATE: 0]

Baby Wolf: 3/3 HP [HATE: 1]

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The weakened Wolf still had quite the fight in it.  It rushed Ash once more, but he before he could counter, the baby Wolf ran through his legs, causing him to lose balance and fall on his rear, only to have his abdomen mauled by the furry attacker.  He tried pushing the Wolf off, but it continued to eat him.

 

The only way he would get it off is to focus its attention on something else.  He raised his spear up, horizontal to the ground, and the entire spear glowed indigo.  Usually, the move would be a stabbing motion, but instead, Ash released the spear as he finished stabbing forwards, sending the spear flying at the baby Wolf.  It sliced into its stomach, and it fell to the ground, whimpering.  The larger Wolf stopped attacking, and its ears pricked up as it looked at its injured kin.  It dashed over and curled its body around its child.

 

"One more attack like that's gonna finish me," he told himself, grunting as he picked himself up, now weaponless.

 

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ID: 25110 and 25111

 

BD: 7 = Success (Attacked Baby Wolf)

MD 1: 10 = Critical +2 [HATE: 1]

MD 2: 3 = Fail [HATE: 1]

 

Ashtver: 3/11 HP

Parent Wolf: 3/10 HP

Baby Wolf: 1/3 HP

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The silver Wolf curled around her baby, ready to guard it with her life. She snarled at the boy with the spear, willing him to back off, but he didn't lower his guard. She knew she could kill him, one hit would be all it took. She looked to her baby before uncurling and striding in front of her opponent and readied to kill him...

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Ashtver watched as the parent Wolf uncurled from its baby and readied to attack him again. It wasn't going to be too hard to kill. It began to charge at him, teeth bared and nostrils flared, aiming for his chest. Bad move, Wolfy... He told it in his mind...

But he never got the chance to counter. He felt a painful grabbing on his good wrist and pulled away from the spear in shock, barely dodging the oncoming Wolf torpedo. the baby Wolf was latched onto his wrist and biting down hard. This time it was the parent's turn to knock him down. He felt a heavy tail slam into the back of his legs, sweeping them out from under him and allowing the baby Wolf to get on his chest and massacre him.

As his health began to drop, he opened a message to Hasai, a tear in his eye as he typed, "Pass the item on to someone else,"

GAME OVER were the last words he read before he felt his body and items dissipate into shards of data, unseen by anyone ever again.

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ID: 25112 and 25114

BD: 2 = Fail

MD 1: 5 = Fail

MD 2: 10 = Critical +2

Ashtver: DEAD

Parent Wolf: 3/10 HP

Baby Wolf: 1/3 HP

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