«F15 | SP» The Paper Man «Bane of Blood»

[Takao 0]

These unpredictable yet inevitable lulls were a force far beyond his humble understanding. The harrowing adventures that Aincrad had in store for the unfortunate populace trapped within her floating walls were not for the faint of heart and he was surely not of such descript... and yet, every so often, he would find himself back here. Staring at the same four walls. Wondering what he was doing here, wondering if it was all a dream he would wake up from, wondering if his presence made a difference or if he was merely a useless cog in a machine that did not demand his occupancy. He'd decided a long time ago that they were all useless questions, mindless philosophies that kept his feet firmly rooted rather than moving forward, yet he remained hung up on them all the same.

He kept up with news of the Frontlines and they progressed without him, slower than what an observer might have called the 'glory days' of the Frontliners, the cream of the crop, the pinnacle of their craft, but progressed all the same. He often wondered if it would be enough-- they were on borrowed time, after all, perhaps their leisurely pace was not a luxury, but their doom. Such thoughts were what got him out of bed in the morning, teased him out the door, but were beaten back by these pangs of nihilism ever-growing in the back of his head. He had a feeling, this strange, weird, inexplainable premonition with no basis, only baseless anxiety that something bad was going to happen.

He awoke shortly after though he didn't open his eyes. Rather, he settled into the pillow that kept his head propped up against the arm of the couch, basking in the warmth collected from his own contact. All those conflicting thoughts that got him out of bed and put him back in it were of little contest to a warm pillow and mid-day nap.

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Using x1 Yui's Blessing. (+1 SP)
(1/5 remaining)

Using x1 Vodka. (+2 DAM/ -10 MIT)

Using x1 Herbal Tea. (+1 ACC)

Edited September 12, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

A yawn escaped and emerald pools opened and focused on the wooden-slat ceiling looming overhead. They trailed sidelong to the sound of pitter-patter and settled on the little red draconic creature that scuttled closer. His hand lifted just as the familiar was within reach and patted down upon his scale-clad head. Adventures from a time long-since passed had brought them together and since then, he'd fallen into the quiet monotony of complacency and inactivity. To accompany his earlier yawn and ever-building internal monologue, he sighed.

"I'm tired of laying here." He said to the voiceless familiar, not just sitting up from the couch he'd napped upon but standing fully. He stretched his arms skyward, reached until his muscles tingled with euphoric satisfaction, and stretched side to side.

"I feel like I've been dead all this time. I'm bored of it,"

He rolled his shoulders and his head across them, then cracked his knuckles. Bare-footed steps took him to a nearby bay window and his gaze was cast out from the panelled glass panes. Midday or just about, nice weather as was usual for the third floor of Aincrad, with scarcely a cloud to be seen. The familiar had taken to all fours and skittered next to him, then hopped up onto the padded bay window seat.

"Whaddya say bud, how about another adventure-- for old time's sake?"

Edited September 6, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

His familiar's excited response urged on their latest adventure, and in doing so, the duo found themselves traveling from the third floor of Aincrad to the fifteenth. They delved deep into the massive forest that shrouded the floor, and along the way, he encountered a Drakeling, whose presence was inconsequential enough that a single strike, via the Sword Skill «All Might», was enough to put it down. It was left, crumpled in a pile, until Cardinal rid it from Aincrad's digital plane and sent it scattering into the wind as polygonal, shimmering confetti. The creature's unceremonious defeat did little to bring Takao pause, and before long, he was back down a beaten path, in search of the true quarry for the day's hunt. Nothing special. Nothing difficult. But efficient. His inactivity has left a layer of dust and rust that he needed to shake, and it was not his combat ability that had stagnated. Plans, ambitions, goals, they all required more.

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123606
BD: 10
CD: 1
LD: 20 (+5)
MD: 10

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) + 2(nat10) = x28
DAMAGE DEALT: 28(dam) * 15(all might) = 420(raw) - 15(mit) = -405hp
DAMAGE RECEIVED: x

TAKAO
1435/1435 HP
125/142 EN
66 MIT
3 EVA/ACC

DRAKELING
0/350 HP

LOOT RECEIVED

2 Perfect Consumables
2 Perfect Armor/Shield
1,750 col
2 Tier 3 Materials

 

Edited September 12, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

Takao's journey along the beaten paths of the fifteenth floor had lead him back to the main settlement. Long untouched contact with certain brokers of information had served fruitful despite the dust that collected on their interaction, and he was guided to quests in the form of messages posted at one of the main settlement's gates. «Bane of Blood» was the quest's name but it was hardly befitting, not for a player of his caliber, depending on whose blood the quest spoke of.

Rather than linger, the information Takao was given lead him to equip «Ragnarok», his two-handed sword, in order to better combat the threat of multiple creatures. His build was adept at these adaptations to the solo lifestyle, where one player with a more focused skill repertoire might excel in ways he could not, he covered a broader swathe of utility, enabling him to tackle threats and achieve feats that might require a conglomeration of gears working in tandem.

Edited September 12, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

Takao's quarry on this endeavour laid before him, a pair of two wolves, spawned by the mission he'd taken that now rested comfortably within his list of tasks. He slid «Ragnarok» from its baldric on his back and tightened his gloved hands around its handle, shifted his feet into an adequate stance for the Sword Art «Tempest» to activate, and let it loose as soon as the creatures saw him. His blade ripped through their digital bodies, tossed them unceremoniously to the ground, and left them staggered and immobile, struggling back to their feet but to no avail. It wasn't much, not for a solo play, but it enabled him to minimize damage to himself, for the period of immobility that followed a sword art had overtaken him just as they were left unable to move themselves.

"Two more," He muttered quietly, speaking aloud to himself as his gaze to their health bars, running through quick and simple equations in his head to determine how much more it would take to put them down.

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123733 
BD: 8
CD: 2
LD: 9 (+5)
MD: 7

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) = x26
DAMAGE DEALT: 26(dam) * 8(tempest) = 208(raw) - 20(mit) = -188hp
DAMAGE RECEIVED: Undamaged

TAKAO
1435/1435 HP
114/142 EN
56 MIT
3 EVA/ACC

Warg Wolves x2
312/500 HP
*STUNNED*

 

Edited September 12, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

By the skin of his teeth, Takao managed to force his body into motion before the canid monsters could spur themselves back into action. They'd be immune from another stun but still had more health than he could whittle down with a single, decisive blow, thus he fell back onto what he had available to him. «Calamity Disaster» was activated and he let it rip through them next, just as they were starting to stand, which sent them tumbling to the dirt path once more. This time, however, they were not kept down so easily. This time they struck back at him, one at a time, both avoided without much cause for concern. His movements were far from perfect but he had a practiced eye, one that identified the patterns of these creatures and, more often than not, decided the best course of action for evasion. They stared each other down in the brief, fleeting moment that followed, waiting for the other to make the first move.

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123734 
BD: 3 + 4(acc) - 1(eva) = 6 (HIT)
CD: 7
LD: 11 (+5)
MD: 4 + 2(acc) - 3(eva) = 3 (MISS)

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) = x26
DAMAGE DEALT: 26(dam) * 12(calamity disaster) = 312(raw) - 20(mit) = -292hp
DAMAGE RECEIVED: Undamaged

TAKAO
1435/1435 HP
98/142 EN
56 MIT
3 EVA/4 ACC

Warg Wolves x2
20/500 HP

 

Edited September 15, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

Neither of them, not the two wolves nor Takao, had made their move. There was an intense tension between them, strung tight like wires in a piano, ready to be rent asunder and cut in twain by the slightest provocative movement. Takao took careful steps to the side, moving ever so slowly, trying to find a better spot to launch his attack from. The wolves acted in kind, never giving him the opportunity, but never finding their own to attack Takao. Then, in a sudden and unanimous burst of activity, both parties struck at the same time. The wolves closed in faster than Takao did although through a master-class of practiced evasiveness, he evaded the first, then the second, and as he turned to strike them on the return, his improper footing dropped him to the ground in a heap. These sort of mistakes and failures were not something he was especially unfamiliar with, and thus by the time he'd hit the ground, the momentum of his tumble was used to put him back on his feet.

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123735
BD: 1 + 4(acc) - 1(eva) = 4 (MISS)
CD: 7
LD: 5 (+5)
MD: 2 + 2(acc) - 3(eva) = 1 (MISS)

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) = x26
DAMAGE DEALT: Missed attack
DAMAGE RECEIVED: Undamaged

TAKAO
1435/1435 HP
96/142 EN
56 MIT
3 EVA/4 ACC

Warg Wolves x2
20/500 HP

 

Edited September 15, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

Just as Takao recovered from his tumble, one of the pair of wolves was upon him yet again, launched in the air and coming down toward him. But, by the time he'd taken to get his footing back, «Ragnarok» was poised and ready to use a Sword Art. It was hardly anything special but with the modicum of health that remained within their bars, it was vastly sufficient. With the wolf mid-air, jumping toward Takao, he released the Sword Art and the first swing hit as the wolf was coming down, reducing it to crystalline confetti before it hit the ground, and then the second strike was turned and landed true on the remaining wolf. Both were torn asunder and rent into nothing more than fluttering ones and zeroes when his Sword Art had finished.

When the battle was through, he inhaled sharply and slowly rose to his feet. His familiar scuttled out from its hiding place, knowing better than to interfere with the battles that he was largely unfit to join.

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123750 
BD: 5 + 4(acc) - 1(eva) = 8 (HIT)
CD: 11
LD: 9 + 5(search) = 14
MD: 9 + 2(acc) - 3(eva) = 8 (null)

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) = x26
DAMAGE DEALT: 26(dam) * 2(blast) = 52(raw) - 20(mit) = -32hp
DAMAGE RECEIVED: Undamaged

TAKAO
1435/1435 HP
91/142 EN
56 MIT
3 EVA/4 ACC

Warg Wolves x2
0/500 HP

LOOT RECEIVED

2 Rare Armor/Shield
5,000 col

 

Edited September 15, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

"I'm alright bud," Takao said, absentmindedly scratching the top of his familiar's head. "Let's finish this up, we've got a long day ahead of us. I don't wanna stop after just doing this quest."

It was then that, from behind, he heard a loud howl. He didn't immediately think much of it but he did rise to a stand, turning to face the source. He was met with the sight of three wolves, not unlike the ones that he had just dispatched, all sprinting toward him and much closer than the original howl indicated. Takao took a heavy step forward between himself and Otoko, who scurried off someplace safe to the side whilst Takao's sword was raised.

The three wolves were evaded without particular issue though he found no opening to attack, each one surrounding him in such a way that evasion of one lead into the evasion of another. Then, another howl sounded from behind, and before he could turn, a massive set of jaws slammed down on his right shoulder. He grunted, squeezed the handle of his sword, and glanced sidelong at the culprit. «BLOOD BANE», the target of the quest, clamped down harder on him and growled beneath its grit teeth. Takao's eyes lazed toward his own health bar and he huffed.

"Here I was getting worried."

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123926 (Takao & Warg Wolves)
BD: 1 + 4(acc) - 1(eva) = 4 (MISS)
CD: 9
LD: 9 + 5(search) = 14
MD: 6 + 2(acc) - 3(eva) = 5 (MISS)

ROLL #123927 (Blood Bane)
BD: 10 - 3(eva) = 7 (HIT)
CD: 12

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) = x26
DAMAGE DEALT: Missed attack
DAMAGE RECEIVED: 200(base) - 56(MIT) = -144 HP

TAKAO
1291/1435 HP
90/142 EN
56 MIT
3 EVA/4 ACC

BLOOD BANE
1250/1250 HP
50 MIT
3 ACC

Warg Wolves x3
500/500 HP
1 ACC
45 MIT(2/2)

 

Edited September 15, 2019 by Takao

[Takao 0]

roll

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COMBAT RESULTS

Spoiler

ROLL RESULTS

ROLL #123954 (Takao & Warg Wolves)
BD: 5 + 4(acc) - 1(eva) = 8 (HIT)
CD: 9
LD: 9 + 5(search) = 14
MD: 4 + 2(acc) - 3(eva) = 3 (MISS)

ROLL #null (Blood Bane)
BD: null
CD: null

DAMAGE MODIFIER: 1(base) + 5(wep) + 9(fam) + 1(ath) + 1(ferocity) + 2(2h) + 5(charge) + 2(protein) = x26
DAMAGE DEALT: Missed attack
DAMAGE RECEIVED: Undamaged

TAKAO
1334/1435 HP
90/142 EN
56 MIT
3 EVA/4 ACC

BLOOD BANE
1250/1250 HP
50 MIT
3 ACC

Warg Wolves x3
500/500 HP
1 ACC
45 MIT(2/2)

 

Edited September 16, 2019 by Takao