[PP-F10] Death Blossom (PM for Invite, or just Watch)

[Asen 0]

"Oh for the love of God, when did I become so popular?" Asen called out in the underground cavern of the 10th Floor as surrounding him on both ends were what seems like to be an army of Players and Player Killers in the mix. Asen pulled down his mask under his chin as well as pulling down his hood revealing his silvery white hair tipped with black on his bangs. There sure appeared to be a lot of them that was for sure as Asen's crimson red eyes wandered from man to woman that filled these corridors. One of the men equipped with decent looking equipment with a broad axe in his hands and was also a Green Player simply snarls at Asen. "Don't play all innocent! You've been around here doing nothing but killing this whole time with you and your maniac sense of humor! Do you know how many lives you've taken?! How many that we all swore to come back from?!" Asen simply shrugged his shoulders as he simply had the casual look yet his eyes were telling that he was trying to recall and his hands were not in his pockets however and were resting on the hilt of his sword. "Oh I don't know... a hundred or so maybe?" That only made the whole army cast frowns and glares of disgust and hatred that can be heavily felt in the rocky corridors.

 

Previously before all of this began, Asen decided while he was in Floor 9 that he should take a stroll in the 10th Floor as a way of exploring the new floor that was unlocked. Minding his own business as he usually is just memorizing the routes and taking notes about the areas. When he was in the midst of going through his menu and checking what he needs to do in order to get some things for his forge and before he knows it he was completely surrounded by what appears to be an angry mob of organized mix of Players and Player Killers. Asen merely let's out a sigh as he knows that a magnitude of this many Players at present is going to be pointless to try to talk them out of it as they all seem very set on killing. Since they're all directing their hatred towards him, he's guessing that he's their target as he later chuckles a bit. "Man, now I feel on how Cupid did when he saw a few players coming after him. I feel like i'm a Floor Boss around here or something like that with all of you blockheads here. But honestly..." A grin starts to spread across his face as he chuckled a bit again. "I welcome your request, as your intentions are clear enough on what you hoped to achieve. On the name and behalf of what you all must have known as the Terror of Death, and Death is what you shall receive."

 

With that being said, Asen draws out his sword to reveal the neon orange edge of his curved sword and the onyx black of the main body of the sword. He pops his neck and rolls his shoulders as if he's just warming himself which he really was as he was getting into the mindset of combat with his eyes focused on the army around him as they danced from one player to the next. "So, who's first to be on my Death List?" He asked with a wicked grin on his face as well. If anything he appeared to be ready to kill them all, when if anyone actually knew him would see that he was actually pretty sad on the inside.

 

Players x25: 25/25 (Can deal 4 Damage)
Players x25: 30/30 (Can deal 6 Damage)

Players x25: 35/35 (Can deal 8 Damage)

Players x25: 40/40 (Can deal 10 Damage)

 

Asen: 47/47

[Asen 0]

(ID: 10487)

 

BD: 4(miss)

MD: 7-2= 5(miss)

 

A wave of players of exactly 25 of them while the others sat back and merely observed the battleground taking place. The first five of them with spears goes to try to thrust at him from a distance hoping that the extended reach of the spear would be good enough to pierce his skin. Unfortunate for them, it wasn't enough as Asen quickly jumps over the wooden shafts of the spears and had the intendancy to actually stab one of the five had he not seen the sword waiting for his heart to pierce into. So he had to redirect the direction of his blade to bat away the sword while kicking the face of one of the players and leaps straight up just in time as another set of blades accidentally sliced the poor player's helmet off reducing its durability to zero. The player's head was still in tact as Asen lands in between two others in a crouching position and as the two raised their swords they both tried to swing at him. Though they were surprisingly disarmed as Asen lashed out a single blow and winds up ripping their weapons free from their hands without dealing any damage to any of them as of yet.

 

Wave 1

Player 1: 25/25

Player 2: 25/25

Player 3: 25/25

Player 4: 25/25

Player 5: 25/25

Player 6: 25/25

Player 7: 25/25

Player 8: 25/25
Player 9: 25/25

Player 10: 25/25

Player 11: 25/25

Player 12: 25/25

Player 13: 25/25

Player 14: 25/25

Player 15: 25/25

Player 16: 25/25

Player 17: 25/25

Player 18: 25/25

Player 19: 25/25

Player 20: 25/25

Player 21: 25/25

Player 22: 25/25

Player 23: 25/25

Player 24: 25/25

Player 25: 25/25

 

Asen: 47/47