Crozeph

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"Where were you hiding all that pocket sand?" Crozeph naturally was cracking the lamest jokes if there ever was a compilation of it. Not a coping mechanism, not a part of personality, just a poor attempt to taunt the enemy. He shifted his body, just behind his wife and took a weird form. He sucked at battojutsu but that doesn't mean he can't tweak an effective version of it. The enemy used darkness, Crozeph was molded by it It may end on a stalemate but everything is worth trying if there's an enemy in front of them. Yuki may be resilient but that could mean less if they d

Ereshkigal always hungered for battle, a fragment of a former enemy is now insatiable after it was turned into a weapon. It may seem like a bad match at first but it remains a bad match to this day. Crozeph kept it always with him, it had the lore changed but the weapon is still Shadow's fragment. It also, to Crozeph's amusement, likes to play along. and this is one of those times Erehskigal enveloped Crozeph as soon as darkness descended, the swordsman walked right behind their Paladin and kneeled. He was the shadow this time as Yuki will always radiate light. Everyone seems to read

Previously... Bogdanoff? He turned his head, the crashing waves of Floor 29's harbor was like a hit of an opium for him but a call from someone, a player with no name but has taken a keen observation of him, severed the solace he found where he stood. "Yies?" he replied with a stern tone to it. "It seems the Frontlines are at it again" Crozeph turned to face the man "you say it like they're gonna post five more thesis after the 95." He took one good look at the waves and then opened his mail only to see his wife telling him to go to where she is "time to helidrop." He

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It always was a nostalgic feel for him to visit the place, maybe he was a frequent customer (he's not lmao) but that wasn't always the case with nostalgia. Maybe Cintamani just capture the feel of the places where he finds solace back then. He took a good look at the current stock of items "yeah I'll have these, the usual" he muttered and then snickered knowing full well Liquor of Light was the only thing familiar and he had the gall to say the "usual." He thanked the storekeeper and then walked out examining his purchase. Bought: liquor of light 800 col Mortal Instant

He crashed his sword at the crumbling face of the Mother but Morningstar had already finished the job. He looked around and saw that the evacuation continues. "One moment this place seemed deserted, now it feels like we're helping people running away from warlords holding AKs" The hex began thrumming at his hand and sent out a jolt up to his head making his user interface glitch as the tingles continued "shiiiiiiiit" he muttered as he tried to fight it, trying not to show them he's actually liking the jolt. "Green, black, orange, I don't know much with this but keep it coming o

"Good thing I managed to lure that skinny psycho to where the players are" That was a lie, Crozeph was chased by the Mother of Smiles and he was running for his life. While Crozeph may have figured something out by taking the maddening hex out of his inventory, it wasn't enough for him to fully neutralize the Mother of Smiles. The floor definitely gave the monsters an advantage while the players get nothing, except the ones that needed to escape. It didn't take long for Morningstar to regroup with him, he was glad the player was safe after he was tossed like a Magikarp. He went past

"Welp, that's done" He uttered as he stood in front of a mirror, He was wearing a yukata that was supposed to be his wedding attire. Compared to the common man, he knew little of weddings. His parents, despite residents of Japan, didn't actually bring him to the weddings they attended. Even after the death of his mother, the new one he had also never took him to it. His bestfriend, a shrine priestess also never invited him. It's almost as if they all want him to be oblivious of events like these which are very important. He respected the concept of it, that's why he wanted to make s

A scream echoed, Crozeph has seen how Morningstar dealt with the Mother of Smiles but it seems his info was still not enough. His companion was already smacked and sent like a rock skipping to the ocean. "Shit" he muttered. Crozeph opened his mail again and started typing fast before the Mother of Smiles can notice him In a split second of decisions if making, Crozeph pressed "send" and rolled back. The woman has already noticed him. She was screaming, it seems to be frustrated "I sure hope-" he moved to the side and used a wall to propel himself past the Mother of Smiles. "Morningsta

He caught the sample. It seems he and Morningstar managed to scout the area and dispatch of a few creatures along the way. Crozeph looted them one by one and it seems the disintegration to pixels of data was slow "shouldn't these creatures explode right away line piñatas?" he asked Morningstar. Crozeph bent his knees to stare at the slow disintegration "weird but maybe we should report this to Baldur too?" Crozeph opened his HUD and opened the mail, intending to report their findings to help his guild leader with what info they can gather He closed the mail system and took one go

Ereshkigal always responds to the flow of battle, what was once the power of Shadow is now Crozeph's arsenal. While the weapon never really talks, the amorphous black liquid hovering and slithering on Crozeph's arm is an indication of how it makes its intention known. "I might take down some, we better get some samples for shishou" he told Morningstar. The guy was good at setting it up, fish like humanoids froze after the attack and it was the perfect opportunity. As the waves rose up, two of the Deep Ones collapsed. Crozeph was already standing on the shoulder of the Deep One and b

"Understood, will bring back some samples for you" he replied to Baldur who was already giving out instructions to anyone nearby. It was a good thing to have the Gaijin Samurai around, Crozeph would've toured the whole area like a kid. The no safe zone situation is new to them, Cro needed to gather as much info and Baldur just gave him one. "Nice to meet you" he shook @Morningstar's hand as a way to return the gesture, if Baldur trusts the guy, Crozeph will also trust the guy. "Looks like I'll be actually chasing a behemoth" he was about to dart away if it wasn't for the task and now he's with

Callisto's downfall had its up and downs, Freyd went down but he went back up. For the raven-haired samurai, the fight was the same as the other boss fights he was involved with and the only difference is "I joined that fight without lube" he muttered. Baldur and the others have made their way to the newly unlocked floor. It seemed to have piqued his curiosity but also he needs to reunite with his beloved. "Making my way downto..." Alas, Yuki is nowhere to be found "If this is a running joke, it better start walking soon" he muttered again. The annoyance starts to seep in again, H

The bear fell as would its kin when hunted in caves with spears and knives. Ereshkigal thrummed, it acted as if it was reveling at the realization of victory. He sheathed his katana, a trusty companion he's been entwined with for a good while now. "Well, that settles it, bears should wear protection next time or their cubs will grow like this Yogi bear" he said. Freyd uttered words, he seemed to have found Crozeph's rationality in times of pressure a good thing. Crozeph hadn't thought of that, he simply aimed for the results he wanted. Maybe tailor his moves to land in a patch green, lush

"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