Jomei

YELLING.

Fwoosh Small flames ignited in a ring around the burner just under the cast iron grates. Over time, the heat from the wood burning stove would bring the water within the lavender kettle to a boil. But as all good things, it required some time and patience. He wanted to wait to see if he would get a message back anyway.. although he held his doubts. Sighing heavily, he would lean his rear end against the table across the kitchen and just.. stare. The orange of the fire reflected off of his olive green eyes as the ginger watched the flames dance within their black iron cell. Perhaps the tea

Jomei walks into the store.. Jomei purchases: 5x Teleport Crystal - 4000col 1x Dimensional Backpack - 5000col Total: 9000 Col Jomei walks out of the store.

Jomei the emerald duelist Was he ready to do this again? Physically, mentally? No, probably not. But were any of them truly ready for this. They had gotten comfortable to the typical format; scouts find boss room, discover clue, share with the class. Rinse and repeat. That luxury was stripped from them, and instead they were forced to keep to unending forces of the void from wreaking havoc across all of Aincrad. No time for clues, no time for meetings. They were lost in the dark, both figuratively and literally. Most of all they were tire

"Acanthus is right." Jomei chimed in with a nod, returning his rapier to his hip as he joined the group. "Its the biggest lead we've got, and with the hell we've faced ever since we unlocked the damn floor.. We need to catch some sort of break. Apparently the boss is massive.. which means hard to miss. There's a good chance when the Spectral Knights finally gave up on the attack, the boss revealed itself." His arms rose and fell with a shrug, "We don't really have much choice, or else we're all gonna lose more steam and end up dead." Swiping a hand up, Jomei would summon that very messag

The ginger growled to himself as he bobbed and weaved out of the way. Three large sets of teeth, all chomping and gnashing in his face as the tried to get rid of the nuisance that was Jomei. Even one of the hell hounds dove at him from the side, which he managed to shove over him before it could do any damage. "Alright, now this is just starting to feel personal." As another of Cerberus' heads lashed out at Jomei, the quick footed duelist would leap up and kick off of its snout to gain some air. His boots would plant into the side of the third heads face, giving him that little bit

A screech from the sky above, the fast moving mass of brown feathers definitely caught the hungry eyes of some of the lionesses that lingered to watch their male counterpart battle. Exiting her dive with outstretched wings, the owl zipped past the Nemean Lion, sharp talons raking into its body as she passed. With a twist in the space behind the large cat, she would shoot up to the safety of the skies once more. As the Nemean Lion quickly turned to counter the much smaller bird, and possibly catch himself a snack, he was instead met with a blur of green. Allowing the <Charge> skill

As if he were some chew toy being fought over by the oversized dogs, both the left and right heads tugged Jomei in either direction. When he would try and wrench himself free, their teeth would dig deeper into his skin, and the head on his opposite side would try and rip his arm off. The only thing missing was a couple squeaks and some stuffing popping out at the seams. Jomei was able to use the slight distraction of the Cerberus needing to call out to the hell hounds standing by to release his body from their grasp. A run and a slide, the ginger moved himself to the beast's rear side for a mo

Jomei receives: Rune of Cain | [No ID] | Deals 50 Thorns DMG to anything that deals a critical hit against the user. Lasts for one thread. Ignores passive abilities that would otherwise negate this effect.

Jomei the emerald duelist Tired, bloodshot eyes must have stared at the message for over an hour at this point. The Floor Boss had been found, though not where expected. This time, there was no room to keep the guardian of the next floor at bay. Instead, it wandered off of the coast of the floor, waiting to be found. Waiting to be challenged. What was more peculiar was the message they had received, or, more so, who it was from. Hackman, a name that was completely unfamiliar to Jomei, apparently located the boss without much

He wore an expression of confusion, brows scrunching as he turned to look at Wulfrin. "The Gemini, you mean that that quest at the waterfall?" It had been a very very long time since he had heard of that quest, let alone complete it. Jomei never thought of it much more than some quest that makes you do some self reflecting. Movement in the tree line behind Wulfrin caught his attention, and Jomei rose to a knee while bracing himself on some of the roped down cargo. "We've got company." Jomei would say in voice only Freyd and Wulfrin could hear. Two wolves and something else, bigger and ug

Jomei's smile softened, "It's the beginnings of something.. We don't really know what to make of it yet but.." shoulders would fall, as if a weight was lifted off of them, "Its just nice something to have right now. A really nice something." His smile found his eyes as he reiterated it. He was happy with where they were, and, if it didn't go anywhere, he would still be happy. But he would be lying if he said he didn't want this relationship to blossom. *** Securing a seat on the back of the wagon, Jomei would knock on the wooden surface twice to let Gyrard know they were ready to

Freyd and Wulfrin were quick to respond, and in person too. When Jomei hadn't received any personal messages back, he figured everyone was either busy.. or just didn't want to accompany him. However, when the two men emerged from the warp gate - each looking just as soaked and exhausted as he - he would offer them a tired smile and a wave. He was relieved someone heeded the call, and if it was the two of them he was working with, they would be finished with this quest in no time. "Yo" he called out to Freyd before walking over to greet them. "Honestly... surprised you showed up, given how

Jomei the emerald duelist // Mega Slime Farm Active | +10% EXP How long did they have before the floor boss was found.. days, hours? While the information provided by this floor wasn't as typical as it had been in the past, there was an air about the 29th floor that carried with it a tension and anticipation. It was going to be soon, very very soon. Despite their goal being to keep the spectral knights, and any other wandering monsters, from using the warp gates to invade lower floors, Jomei needed to take the time to prepare himse

"I remember" Jomei would remark with a nod, as he attempted to rush in to attack the single head that remained out of the threshold they needed. The best rose its heads, looking down at the players from a height they couldn't reach without risking falling into the lava. Jomei wasn't about to take that chance, so his boots would skid to a halt at the edge of the rocky surface. "Was a shit show, all I remember. Not that what happened wasn't significant, but.. all these boss fights, events, quests.. I'm hardly able to keep track anymore. Though, if I'm being honest, I may not have agreed with you

Jomei wasn't sure what to say, let alone what to make of Hirru's predicament. He had never heard of anyone losing their memory after a full dive. Though with 10,000 people logging in using the new technology, he supposed it could have been possible. The only reason he knew how the Nerve Gear worked was from the instruction manual, but all of the science and possibly complications that could come from using it? Only the engineers behind it would really know. Ducking out of the way of a paw about the size of him, Jomei avoided a strike that would have easily knocked him off of his feet. An

Jomei receives: King's Core (1) | [245847b] Blessing of the Wood (1) | [221413]

Teeth bite into his forearm, searing his skin as they sunk deeper The resounding hiss, like meat dropped on a hot pan, was much more sickening when it was your own skin and muscles burning. Magma oozed from the corners of its mouth like saliva, dribbling onto the ginger and the rock around him. Setting his shoulder region ablaze, Jomei ripped his arm free before it could cause any more damage to him. Thankfully enough, with all the dramatics of it landing an attack on Jomei, the damage wasn't enough to burn much past his battle healing. The underside of his cloak would pulse, the filigre

The sparks of their weapons crashing against the metallic surface of the Spectral Knight doused and sizzled almost immediately as they launched into the pouring rain. Though in their brief moments, they provided enough light to illuminate their faces. Their expressions reading determined, but worn out with each strike. Jomei's was no different as his rapier carved into the knight's body, the lids of his eyes heavy and begging for rest. Freyd roared with anger as he barreled past the others and swung his weapon at the Knight. He used the shadows to his advantage ... at least that was what

“I could definitely go for a drink after this is done.” He would peek over his shoulder to where others fought off Spectral Knights and waves of tentacle ridden monsters. “That is.. if we even get the chance. These things have been relentless.” He would sigh heavily before steeing his resolve, as Baldur had pointed out, the finish line was in sight. “Nice work everyone!” Jomei would call to his group as he readied himself for what, hopefully, would be one last attack. Instead of attempting to move through the mud, he stood in wait for the knight to make its move. He taunted the vaguely huma

Getting a little bit of assistance up onto his feet was definitely appreciated, though unexpected. And if it wasn't for the familiar voice, followed by the even more familiar clanging of armor plates with every step, he would have been a bit more caught off guard. His olive gaze turned upon Lessa and a smile found his lips as he felt his woes wash away. She was just as filthy, worn out and exhausted as he was, but there was no sigs of damage. The two were separated briefly as they stumbled upon a group of players who needed assistance. Lessa helped with healing their wounded, while Jomei kept

Jomei's torso twisted, the elongated, blade-like fingers of the Spectral Knight ripping through the green cloth at his chest, but missing the skin. The spectral warrior clad in a spectral armored shell and its spectral blade fingers that shimmer with spectral energy. This spectral being shifts through torrential downpours and spectral mists, bound to a spectral realm between life and death, its every move echoing with a spectral chill. It looked at the ginger, spectrally, of course, though Jomei's olive gaze shot towards Mari. "Wh- Jail?!" It was only then he remembered the orange crysta

Jomei the emerald duelist Midnight, possibly, or close to it. The suns light had faded hours ago and the red canopy that made up the Fire Forest were a much less brilliant color in the dull moonlight. Branches swayed in the wind, the rustling of their leaves sounding very much like the pattering of rain - a sound that he had grown sick of after countless days fighting off wave after wave of monsters on the 29th floor. Jomei needed a break, even if just a day, just some time to rest and recuperate. None of them would be able to continue

"I have a weapon that can do holy damage" Jomei said with a nod, as he lifted a hand to search through his inventory. Making sure Fragarach was still nestled nicely within the confides of his virtual pockets, he would close the menus once more. "Since we were able to take down this bear pretty easily, I'm sure the next boss shouldn't be too difficult either. Might be able to swap out some of my new equipment for my old stuff. As long as we take it out quickly, we won't be in too deep without a full tank build." "But you may be right about holding off for now, I know we've all got our han

Jomei barked a laugh, and his rain soaked, raised eyebrows told enough of how he felt about their predicament without need for explanation. "Lately, more often than I'd like." The ginger would groan at the squelch of his boots in the mud as he shifted his feet. "Eugh." His tall boots felt just as useless as his hood in this weather, the muck and rain still saturating him to his core. "Why does this floor have to be so miserable?" His eyes glanced up from the ground to Mari once more, offering an apologetic smile. "Sorry that you're big re-debut is.. this" he gestures with a hand to the r