Jomei

"You've got that right!" Jomei shouted after Koga as he laid on the finishing touches of his attack. His boots would hit the ground, dust and dirt scattering at the force of his drop. With a few, quick retreating steps back, he would return to his comrades' sides.. a safer place to stand than on his own against a creature as large as this. Though, with the rate they were going, they would be finished with this boss before any of them even took any damage. Hitting tough monsters with friends.. he missed this. "I've got to meet me someone who can cook a good meal. Been spending too much co

"Hah!" Jomei barked a small laugh. The image of him as a therapist alone was enough to tickle him. Though.. the more he thought about it, he did find himself ending up these situations.. lending an ear to all of those friends who need someone to talk it out with. Maybe it was a living he could make, but probably not one that he could do all the time. "I'll send you my bill" he would say with a wink, "Hey, I've got to make some money somehow. Not like I'm making a fortune off of writing songs." Lifting his can once more, he would swirl the contents within before raising it to his lips for a swi

Jomei the emerald duelist "Christ.." the ginger mumbled to himself under his breath, as the back of his gloved hand wiped away the sweat accumulating at his forehead, "This floor is hotter than I remembered.." A river of bubbling lava cut its way through the vast, dead plains of the ninth floor not even a mile off from where he walked. Each step he took towards the destination ahead brought with it the small fear that the soles of his boots would melt right off. Jomei had left his signature green cloak safely within his inventory, hopin

The ginger knew that this undertaking for the next floor boss would not be simple, and would require him to actually do some research and shopping after what felt like so long. He felt as thought he had only just got his hands on the unique weapons and armor that were crucial to his build.. and how he would be swapping them out for something more helpful. But that would not be enough, he would need to actually grab some consumables as well. Stumbling upon the kitchen out in the wild, he saw the player preparing multiple food items under a canopy of green leaves. "Interesting place to set

Skill(s) Being Dropped: Hiding R.5 Mod(s)/Addon(s)/Shift(s) Being Dropped: Surprise Attack (Assassin) , Vanish SP Incurred Towards Limit: 40 SP Refunded: 30 Cost: 30,000 Col

The ground rumbled as The Ancient stepped forth, rising to its full, towering height as the four players drew its aggression. "Woah, big boy" Jomei spoke, whistling in awe at the monstrous size of the field boss. Everyone seemed fairly confident in their ability to fell the boss, including Mina who had apparently taken on this beast before. Jomei would have remembered if he fought something this large before, but then again.. there was still so much of Aincrad he hadn't seen - so many quests and monsters that he simply ignored. Now was as good a time as any to experience those dangers fi

The ginger's lips parted as Lessa's words sunk in. He opened his mouth to respond, to say something - anything. To agree with her, or console the pit of homesickness she felt. But the sudden realization that his own memories of his real life became clouded, if not already jumbled with bits and pieces of his time in Aincrad. Liam, a name that felt vaguely foreign in his mouth, seemed like such a distant past with this new persona, Jomei ,taking center stage. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he would slowly shake his head back and forth. These were not thoughts he wanted to have right now. Lessa

Jomei the emerald duelist The message was clear, the raid team was putting together a united force to make sure they were well prepared for whatever awaited them behind the boss room doors. The labyrinth boss had been defeated, leaving them with just a short amount of time before they would be put to the test once again with the hopes of just one step closer to freedom. The slow pace of things once made that hope seem like nothing more than a dream, however this seemed like a push in the right. Picking up the pace and showing they were serious

The sound of the fire crackling paired with the silence of the night, basking the two players in a soft orange glow. Comfortable, almost completely washing away the frustration they felt just moments before when the Guardian chased them from its home. Usually, Jomei would find himself home or at an inn for the night once the darkness came. It wasn't necessarily safe to be wandering outside of the safe zones when you can't see much more than ten feet in front of you. But there was something about setting up camp, and just resting in all the beauty that Aincrad had to offer outside of its settle

"Well then that makes two of us" Jomei would remark with a lighthearted smile. "I was going to suggest the same thing." A short, dismissive gesture with his fingers, and the opaque message box that hovered before his form vanished in an instant. "Wouldn't make much sense to walk all the way back to town just to turn around again. That, and the sooner we can attempt the quest again, the better." He turned his gaze back towards the grove, "We should be far enough out that we won't have to worry about the Guardian or anything in there, and hopefully close enough to a quest objective that we won't

Jomei the emerald duelist It was frustrating, having complete control of your body - your limbs, your muscles - but not being able to control where you were going. It was terrifying. His weapon out of reach, and most likely useless in his struggle, Jomei fought to procure some sort of a foot hold so to keep himself from being dragged even further away from his objective and Lessa. Every large stone he found slipped from his grasp, grass and stems of flowers yanked from the earth. The vision of the retreating forest, and the blonde haire

Lessa was mad. Very. Mad. He had never seen this side of her before. Smiling, always. Sad, more often as of late. Even frustrated, sure. But the pure rage that radiated from her core, burning like the fire that put them here in the first place, ironically made his body run cold. While he also found the idea of her being actually angry the tiniest bit entertaining, the fear of this dormant side of her spawned a cold sweat at the back of his neck. A bit more attractive than he'd want to admit as well... A quick clearing of his throat, and Jomei returned his scan of the grove - bo

Lessa's gestures and voice, much more suited for calming the otherworldly beast. Each step in its direction was cautious and calculated, the tone of each word that passed her lips was gentle. When the guardian of the grove made its presence scarce once more, the two players shared a sigh of relief. "Nice job. Handled that a lot better than I did." the ginger would say with a smile, though he kept his voice hushed to not disturb the serenity of the grove any more than they already had. Though if they would be able to continue their quest to gather the flowers was another issue. He could still f

Jomei wasn't alone in feeling the presence of something - most likely the guardian - watching their every moves. From that point on, he was ever so cautious with his movements. Watching every step as to not even disturb a stone or fallen branch, and only touching bushes where he believed a Ushiame Flower was blooming. He had even slowed his breathing, trying to mask the sound which seemed even louder with the silence of the grove, but the anxiety of impending danger from an unknown creature made that difficult. Just trying to exhale through his nose without making a sound made him feel as thou

"Looks like you were right" Jomei chimed as he pointed towards the white petals of a flower, its long stem extending a couple of inches over the tall, grass-like bush it grew out of. "At least now we have a better idea what we are looking for." A finger hovered over the delicate plant and gently tapped on it. The petals reacted in an almost frightened manner, flinching outwards before curling into a more tulip like shape. The flower then vanished with a small flash of light, data and pixels breaking down to easily transfer into his virtual pockets. "You and me both, and that's coming fro

Thread Complete Total Words: 13610 | 58 Posts 13610/ 10 * 0.6 = 816.6 @Nari-Lanreth | T.5 | 4083 Exp | 7978 Col | 15 Materials | T4 Rare Consumable 208176a, T4 Rare Weapon 208176b Jomei | T.10 | 8166 Exp | 5540 Col | 3 Material | T4 Rare Consumable 208441a, T4 Rare Weapon 208441b @Koga | T.8 | 6832 Exp | 19066 Col | 17 Materials | T4 Rare Trinket #208231a, T7 Rare Trinket #208232a, T4 Rare Trinket #208813a, T4 Uncommon Consumable #208814a, T4 Uncommon Consumable #208861a

Thread Complete Total Word Count: 6633 / 22 Posts Total 6633 / 10 * 0.5 = 331.65 Jomei | 7 Posts | T.10 | 3316 Exp | 630 Col -T4 Perfect Weapon UnID [203747a] - (1) Perfect HP Recovery (Mass) crystal [210418] @Hirru | 7 Posts | T.10 | 3316 Exp | 630 Col - (1) Perfect HP Recovery (Mass) crystal [210563] @Nari-Lanreth | 6 Posts | T.8 | 2653 Exp | 531 Col -T4 Perfect Weapon UnID [203747b] @Faerie | 2 Posts | T.1 | Did not meet thread requirements :( - (1) Perfect HP Recovery (Mass) crystal [210755]

Jomei the emerald duelist A flash of white and blue energy engulfed the square foot of the stone platform and the air above it. Not a moment later, the swirling field vanished, a tired looking, ginger haired warrior stepping from the flickering pieces of data. The long cape of green dragging behind him above the ground, swaying back and forth with each hobbled step he would take. The cold bite of winter had been fading, leading to the warmer - yet usually rainy - spring months. Luckily, today the floor was not programmed with a mor

"Hm." Jomei's throat rumbled with a hum as he exhaled deeply through his nose. "Guess not everyone is happy with us players sticking our noses in everything. But.. despite the welcoming party not being very... welcoming.. I'm happy we stuck around to help. I don't think I would've been able to sleep too well if we hadn't saved those people from the fire." The smile that had grown from relishing in their kindness to assist grew sour as the thought of leaving those stranded people to perish crossed his mind. Even if it hadn't come true, thanks to their heroics.. it pained him a bit to think that

His muscles tightened, nearly flinching, as the man fired back at him, seemingly offended at Jomei's offer to help. Stubborn players have crossed his path plenty of times, but it wasn't very often that he was met with a stubborn NPC - and a quest giver at that. "W-Wait, that's-" he started, tripping over his words like a bumbling idiot. Lessa picked up the fumble, and continued on where Jomei left off. The ginger would sigh to himself, both out of embarassment and relief, as Lessa leveled with Percival. She explained their intentions, without undermining the -obviously spread thin-

Jomei let out a small sigh, "I've always found that the holidays, sometimes, tend to be the quietest. We've all been stuck in this world for so long, fighting for our lives.. it becomes quite the distraction. But this time of year, when we start to remember spending time with our friends.. our families.. some of us kind of.. shut down? Isolate ourselves to deal with that in peace." his shoulders rose and fell with a shrug. "I can tell you, I've definitely been hit with that bug before." Despite the sour topic, the ginger's lips spread into a small smile as he looked between those in attendance

The raging ball of flame continued to consume whatever remained of the building, the inner sanctum completely engulfed in smoke and fire, masking whatever would be lost to the element. A chaotic spectacle of destruction that Jomei could not pry his eyes from, the dancing orange flames reflecting off of his olive eyes. Even in that moment, as Lessa confirmed that no other bodies struggled within, and that no lives were taken, Jomei could not help feel immense relief. "Good" he said softly, only his lips moving as he continued to stare, just as everyone else around him did. The question th

Jomei Receives: Braso Crystal-A | Removes one enhancement on a weapon and replaces it with Absolute Accuracy. (This effect cannot override the Absolute Accuracy enhancement cap. Consumed on use.) Braso Crystal-B | Removes one enhancement on a weapon and replaces it with Phase. (This effect cannot override the Phase enhancement cap. Consumed on use.)

The ginger looked upon Lessa with squinted eyes. "What would you even do with a hundred horses." he barely was able to get out without laughing. The ginger followed suit, stepping off of the rock with a small smile. His boots found the softer ground, blades of grass flattening beneath his feet, only to straighten back up again as he stepped forward. "Remind me to tell you about the only time I tried to ride a horse.. Unless Baldur or Mac get to tell their point of view first." His shoulders rose and fell with a shrug, offering her a side glance as he fell into step with her, "Maybe

Thanks to Vigilon's efforts, the ice wall separating them from Wushen's physical form had come crashing down. When it was not immediately replaced by another barrier, they knew they had just a moment's chance to rush in and damage the boss directly. The ginger took a sharp breath in through his grit teeth as his boots pounded against the ground. This was it, he thought, the final stretch to the finish line. Turning his wrist to shift his blade allowed shadow to once again claim the sword. The darkness cancelling out any and all light that may have possibly bounced off of the shiny metall