Crozeph

"Blade Demon 1st Form: Roaring Sunder" Once again the amorphous liquid that kept on splashing and spilling out of his katana hardened on contact with the enemy, this time the attack seems to be deep enough to sink in the tough hide of the bear; resilience be damned. "Thanks for the buff @Zandra" he said as he continued to strafe at Callisto, he may not be the hardest hitting bozo around but he'll rain down cuts like he's got a year long supply of it. Everyone also seems to be trying to process what is going on, he may have a momentary lapse of judgment and observation but Crozeph knew i

“Get behind me!” Knowing Freyd, there's a good chance the enemy will unleash something. He trusted him enough to listen, just like how he does with Baldur and Yuki. Even though he had done nothing for a few moments, there's no good reason to risk it just so he can land blow. Crozeph came rushing towards them, it didn't seemed like a bad idea at the time to just sprint and zoom around as if he's some kind of football player supporting their striker. Baldur and Mac had already braced themselves. Wulfrin, the guy did something "damn it, I took a breather and it shows" he thought. No se

Just like that the tide of battle tilted He knew there would be hidden mechanics to this fight, Fromsoftware must've collaborated with Kayaba during development. The bear already was unsightly but nature had to make it worse. He didn't like how it just released something deadly on them and even ensnared Freyd but the player will never be held back, he knew that ever since he saw Freyd take on Skalaugh. At Zandra's signal, Crozeph fixed his eyes on the next target, bear liver. If it had any "brain, heart, liver. Matthew Mcconoughey said if you take down one of these you bring down the

The support from their team must've seen him expending energy faster than he expected. Everyone is doing great at dealing damage with Callisto, only that it seems easier. He must've been desensitized by how punishing the other bosses he has faced before so now he's a little paranoid. He felt a tingling sensation and then he saw the EN numbers go up and that's his cue to get back in the game. "boost! boost! boost! boost! boost! boost" Crozeph darted again, no stopping the bread boy even if he has to fight an STD bear. A spin on its left and then ducking to the right, Crozeph once agai

"Nice low growl, exactly what a crabcore band needs as a vocalist" There was no reason to stop, their team has been keeping everything in order akin to some kind of tactical group sticking to what they do best and what they can in a raid. He too has to reason to stop, Callisto was shown as a tainted creature, Crozeph is a blight after that encounter with Shadow and the sociopath's reward for his eagerness to kill an enemy. Same procedure, aim at the neck, pick the poison, nape or jaw? Crozeph continued to weave through and land an attack, he just needs to keep his damage coming. Frey

Imagine if napalm and sewer water was splashed all over then you get hit by a pick-up truck Everyone got nuked but them. Freyd had so much hate might as Callisto might as well put up a hit to the mafia for him. This wasn't a good sign for others. He got worried a little for Yuki but he also knew she wouldn't go down easy... and so should he He never stopped running, circling around the bear as if it was the walls of Jericho, waiting for a moment to appear. The creature clawed and flailed around, hitting players and gnawing at whatever is within its range. That's when @Bald

"Up the tempo eh?" he said as Zandra casts her buff. The bear took a few swings earlier as they attacked. Was it a flail of survival or annoyance? Crozeph stared at it as he stayed a few seconds midair. Everyone is doing a job well done, he had to pull his weight with consistency because of how thick the health bars are. Callisto plunged towards Freyd and that was his cue. As soon as his toes touched the shitty ground he dashed forward, aiming just under the jaw of the bear with a single swing. "Blade Demon 1st form: Roaring Sunder" he uttered. Crozeph had to keep tabs of his attacks, nam

He couldn't talk That's right... The idiot couldn't talk It has always been that way since they met, he was a messy person but she always swoops in to put him on the right track. The absence of presence was very obvious, he thought that Yuki would comment on how messy his hair is again, how clumsy he is, erratic maybe but again and again she just goes in and makes sure he's fine, treat him to something afterwards despite the dread of being killed in this game, more so as in front of them a battle is about to unfold. He only nodded and walked towards his team, looking at her. "May

Hearing the go signal was enough for him to drop down head first then grab some food. He tried to grab it as gentlemanly as possible but Crozeph was a punk, a dumb punk; or was there ever really a smart punk? "Thank Freyd, I'll do my best to sashimi the boss today" he told him, reassuring Freyd that he'll do his job as long as the boss doesn't have EVA enough to enter the speedforce. Players are are already dropping in fast, the raid is soon to start with that kind of situation and he needs to take in as many as he can just to alleviate his horrible glass cannon build. Crozeph then darted

It is better this way He's upside down a dead tree, not really a good picture to paint but thought of how absurd it was to be the Hanged Man and tried to be one. Everyone seems to be familiar faces, people he has joined on battles he has lost count- he wasn't really counting. Raven-black hair, unkempt, a dull colored attire paired with an ominous looking katana, black amorphous substance leaking yet slithering around his waist and left arm. Crozeph drops in on a floor boss battle He remained upside down, looking at the players present, Mac had the most relatable reaction and wi

"Now that settles things. Shirogane pack a medium level difficulty Sudoku, we're gonna go out and find some golden fleece" he stood up, grabbing his sword and looking around "the Heisenberg twins aren't around today? oh well they'll appear somewhere before we get out of Yomi." He opened his inventory and scanned everything he can give to his two companions. They weren't an official guild, just a group of players making do with the lemons they've been given. "After this I'll head home and see if Yuki is back, take a baguette if she isn't" he thought. It was a dangerous notion, Yuki sometimes do

Back in business No time to waste, no time to die, and die another day. Crozeph lunged forward, straight from being face down on the ground and then up to running towards Wushen. "I love the smell of stew in the morning!" he yelled. A rage fit of survival or annoyance, a little bit of both, maybe more about the annoyance. He wanted to end the battle, getting it dragged on because of his energy losing is really bad for his mental health. Ereshkigal's sharp edge grated at the scales of the dragon, eager to sink in but it seems now is still not the time. ID: 218263 BD

Just one more push He thought. Things went out of hand this time when it comes to their team's flow of battle. Good thing Koga still had enough to go on. There was no feeling of fatigue or aching bones. None of that exists in the game as a way to keep players safe from torture... maybe. Crozeph fell face down on the ground, he wanted to gather what little energy he had to unleash one more attack but he also wanted it to go further. Dirt on his face, palms not sweaty, maybe arms are heavy... Yuki's spaghetti. wait... It was the thought of her, the meaning of why he does this

"It fucking persists!" Cro yelled, a very rare reaction to any battle he's in. It must've been the heat or the realization that he might not be the pogchamp anymore. or maybe, it's because he's almost out of energy He didn't like this blunder, no one does. He ran, strafed, lunged not to his heart's content but to his mind's annoyance. The monster must die or else Wushen would be always giving them the maze runner treatment. Three slashes, all coming at once. Eager to reach the brimstone monster and put it down, like what a feral and undisciplined pet deserves. Three slash

As Dazia continued with her intricate plan, Crozeph was already slumped on the ground and pulling out tiny weeds. He wasn't the type to reveal what he plans and he also, as much of a scumbag he is, overlaps his plan with others. Of course this has greatly benefited Jacob's Ladder and his fiance but will it work on Dazia? he doesn't care. "Elven borders? something stupid?" His ears picked up something of a good idea. Crozeph did sucker punched Elves who had superiority complex, he helped the Elves who got gang banged by goblins but in the Elven borders? He grinned at the thought

Busy, busy, busy He couldn't even take his eyes for moment and try to eat something. Not that he was hungry but because he simply wanted to. Gone are the days where he is so uptight and edgy, reminiscent of Plini, and he hates the ever growing pressure the boss gives. definitely living up to its purpose He eased himself into a shin-no-kamae and set his eyes on the new elemental "The fuck you doing here Morphling, this is not the mid lane ." Less then a few seconds, he lunged. Ereshkigal once again hummed its eagerness to cut and yet the circumstances of its full potential

He caught the item Night handed him as he ran. the field shifted into something troublesome yet again. "Ah, yes the coward move" he muttered. "I'll keep that in mind" he told @NIGHTas he began his charge towards a different target. An annoying addition of damage Crozeph was starting to get irked by shifting to another enemy to attack but that's just the way it is for now. He can also see his energy slowly depleting, he seem to consume way more than he thinks. This blunder has been apparent to him landing heavy blows yet leaving the enemy almost unfazed. He followed what Baldur has be

Fucking direct current Crozeph felt almost sluggish, a sudden discharge was enough to actually make them halt, Wushen gaining control of the pace. Crozeph punched his left wrist and then his face "nothing to be afraid of" he muttered. Koga used an item and it restored some of their health, he knew he can count on him and Night when it comes to these kind of situations. him? he was simply like Job's Satan Once again he dashed forward, a good distance away from his teammates. The other teams weren't doing so well, one team got the rotisserie treatment. "Let's put some more effort

"Uoooooooooogh!" Crozeph felt an aura envelope him like a lumpia wrapper and gave him a bump in his energy "now that's like-" he returned to his fight stance and dashed forward, Wushen towering over them. The appearance of health bars was a good sign but he wasn't sure if it is a good sign in the long run. In his experience with games, a boss health bar moving back up is a huge pain in the ass. A huge monster who is indifferent to them is nothing of a threat for him but a monster that heals itself is like a glass of water, manageable at first but will start to be a burden too much t

"Sir I am afraid of heights" he told @Koga jokingly before the swordsman tossed him up higher. He wasn't sure what Koga was up to but Wushen attacked again while he was up in the air. It didn't seem to faze the tanks, the dragon too remains unfazed. It was weird for him, getting the moustache pulled hurts like hell but the boss didn't even give a sign of wincing when he tried to cut one of the whiskers off. This was a good opportunity though. Koga just did what Colossus does to Wolverine during simulation training in the mediocre X-Men movies. He raised his sword, ready to do one good dow

Crozeph landed on his feet but at the same time the dragon already attacked the tanks. It gnawed on Freyd, tried to crush Nari, and flicked Night away with its tail. The damage may not be enough to scare them but Crozeph had to take the chance right now. less thinking, Baldur has already given him one tip "don't waste attacks with unnecessary moves. He quickly positioned himself to a sha-no-kamae and launched forward. He tried to run up to Wushen's orbs, hit one and at least deal an attack to its eyes. The gigantic body of the boss would tire anyone out who underestimates its size but no

All the way... the blade is now fully unsheathed. Crozeph need not to keep Ereshkigal waiting, he lowered his leg and made a ko-gasumi no kamae, some kind of ninja stance he practiced somewhere in Tartarus. The sword was starting to rattle as Crozeph fixated his eyes on Wushen "do you grant wishes?" he muttered. Crozeph darted, it was fast enough that he who was behind the group was quick to reach Wushen. He went past Hidden who may have tried to slink back to the shadows and then Koga, saying something about ass and riding... curious. Ereshkigal fully enveloped his arm, never lettin

Numbers ever so increasing Crozeph took another look at them. No one knows if their number is enough to win this one. He wasn't expecting an easy fight, like how codes are bound not to work at first try. He took one good look at himself too, not even a piece of hard armor. It was his intent, he had the enhancements needed to be what his role is in the battlefield, a glass cannon, an oslo paper version of Noah's ark, a milk carton atomic bomb. He then proceeded to grab the mass healing crystals from Night. There was no need to ask her what the items are for, too dumb to ask for it. Hidden

"It's good that you all know each other" he thought as he ate the consumables Night had laid down for the players. It would be best if he kept interaction to a minimum. Sometimes he finds it hard to answer question from others who want to catch up. He has been drifting all over Aincrad with no purpose aside from keeping Night's Watch afloat and cleaning Mikoto no Souen. Still no chance of him meeting Yuki, "she's just really busy" is what Cro tells himself. He waved at @Hirru, a good companion but him and Crozeph won't be on the same team. "It's fine, all is well" he told himself. No sign o

Purchasing the following items: Teleport Crystal x2 = 1600 col Dimensional Backpack x1 = 5000 Blank Dungeon Map T3 x1 = 300 Total --------------------- 6,900 col