Oscare

Well, all you had to do was ask nicely I suppose. ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE. Also includes: The mysterious pre-Fantastia-Oscare-in-the-Wall-screenshot.

Is this a request?

............... ;~; Lominsan Soldier's Gloves. /pats Osric

New start, new day. I hope senpai notices me.

Why isn't this happened? D:<

This might sound really rude and short, but this is exactly it. Kage also has a point, some of our character would never go out of the city because they can't fight, or they simply just do not wish to go outside of their comfort zone. But again, if we don't make it happen, it'll never happen.

Oscare barges into the Maelstrom office; looking, simple put, angry. One of the commanding officers looks up the dark-toned man and stare flatly, greeting the hunter. "Hello, Oscare. I suppose you're here for your payment on your latest mission?" He inquires, prompting Oscare to grit his teeth and narrow his eyebrows. "Yes, but keep your damned gil. I need information, and lots of it." Oscare slams his fist down in front of the officer, which actually spooks the other man and causing the officer to jump back in his chair. Raising his arms in defensive instinct, the man look behind him to the other officers and members and mouths something. "Okay, okay. We'll get you what you want! Just don't be so violent, yeah?" He pauses, going through some papers that didn't receive Oscare's thundering, burly fist. "Well, I think you'd be interested in knowing that the Twin Adders have successfully cornered your thief. You may go down to the South Shroud and retrieve your bow after the Adders have disposed of them, or--" "Or I can go and dispose of him myself? I'll take the latter." Oscare responds quickly and sharply, leaving the officer wordless for a minute. "My next bit of information is the Kracken. I need to know about him. Or her. Whatever the fuck it is." The officer becomes wide-eyed. "The one rumored to live on Hullbreaker Isle? The ships we're preparing to head out there will be done... I'd say next week." "Good. Sign me up into one of them." Again, the officer looks like he's at a lost for words. "Now, I have a very... special request." The officers perks up, his face dreading Oscare's next words. "Kage Kiryuu, from the Brass Blades. You did get the dirt I needed on him, correct?" The Storm officer shakes his head in response. "That's Brass Blades business, which means it's Immortal Flames business. There isn't much I can gather besides the obvious. We have, however... sent a contract to find said information. You'll have it soon." The response was grim. Oscare nods and slams a hefty bag of gil in front of the officer. "I'll be back soon. Expect me."

"My heart is difficult to win over after long, hard years of steel, cold years. That much I will say. If someone does happen to capture my affection, good on them. In the meantime, I'm too busy trying to survive. Hunting isn't exactly the safest of work." Oscare comments. "But wow, don't you have experience with this?" Oscare stares flatly at the woman, then raises his hands to Warren. "Please do explain your experience, sweetheart."

Clearly everyone will fear <>, the mightiest FC around.

Y'all reported for being too cute.

This makes me want a dog race now. LET ME HAVE MY DOGBOYS, SE.

Not if you're Oscare. That floor doesn't exist. ... or if you're just very egotistical. I'm stopping.

This is so kiddy. No one wants to do this. >_> ... Who am I even kidding. I'm a mostly grown man and I had way too much fun with this. I think I have a problem. PUPPY OSCARE. Bonus; Miqo'te-Oscare

No, Oscare...

THE ASTRAL AGENTS, RUINING HAPPY MOMENTS WITH OTHER HAPPY MOMENTS AND SOMETIMES DIVEBOMBS. OOPS. But yeah. That lame story was written by 6-year old me. Pls don't judge b-b gentle h-h-hornet-sama

No one trusts the rookies. Greenhorns. We don't want the greenhorns to get knocked down too. Oh, they're getting knocked down, Kage. They always get knocked down. At least once, anyway. You say that like some of us haven't fallen fairly far already. I think that's already fallen deeper than we can ever imagine it to go. Hell is jealous of how deep that went.

First set of kudos goes to Obsidian Hornet and Berrod Armstrong for setting up a cool little, tense RP. Second set goes to Crofte and Kage, for making Oscare nearly go crazy over paladerp antics, double to Kage for providing a cute little scene with Oscare afterwards.

OSCARE WOULD KNOW. SHHHHHHHHHHH. IT'S NOT MY FAULT OSCARE IS A NOSY LITTLE SON OF A GUN. HUNTERS NEED TO KNOW THESE THINGS. GAWD, BERROD.

Hm. Something is gravitating me to this. This sounds like a lot of fun in theory.

Watching RP isn't something you should be nervous of at all. A lot of people do it, even if you don't think it. Sometimes, you may never even know who might have been around the corner, eavesdropping. Sometimes, I'd like to think that RP watching has led to more interesting RPs than actually participating. It's a strange kind of magic.

On foot? Bish pls, do you not see our fat chocobos?! Okay, you win. :c

Oscare stands, once again, lonesome in the heart of Sagolii Desert. Byregot's Strike, to be more exact. Crossing his arms, he briefly reviews himself of the past few days and events. The grief he's caused for Jancis, the trouble he spiraled down on Hornet. And Crofte's attitude yesterday was definitely not something he expected from Crofte. She almost seemed violent to the poor Kage. It's as if the continent just flipped itself upside down, or if Oscare is just in that bad of a condition as he hoped he wouldn't be. This bow thief was getting to him. Soon enough, he'd lose the little humanity and sanity left of him. The sand brushes his face and litters his hair. His goggles defending his eyes from the small particles. The sooner he can get his bow back, the better off he can be. He can move in and actually help others. That Kage, boy, though. "Something's up with him. I wonder what."

LILI. <3 /cue screaming

I refuse to believe you traveled all of Eorzea on foot. You're insane, Ely.

Okay, firstly THANKS TO DOGBERRY FOR THAT AMAZING GIF. YOU HAVE PROVIDED THE BEST GIF OF LIFE. Secondly. it71P2AVhjE Dance, heretics.