Black

Black crosses his arms as the winds shift his curly hair around lightly. The man spoke of the features of his friend's strength and measured his abilities. It was surprising to hear of him traveling with a higher level companion. Black had suspected that he would be the high level of the duo given his forward moving tenacity. However, even more impressive was the talk of how he had managed to best this higher level player.
“Wait..was his build terrible or something? He out too many points in utility skills? What type of fighting style does he use?” Black asked with intrigue. Black then thought about it. “ Oh [censored]...half life...and with your damage...well, I guess that makes sense then. “

Black listened to the concept as he heard of Pinba being a DPS build. “Glass cannons leading the way, huh? Nice. “ He then blinks as he notices something happening with Kiba barking at an object in the dunes."Maybe we can do Blood in the Sand after?"

“Hm? What we got boy? You found something?” Black watches as the Wolf begins to dig up a treasure chest from the sands. “Ohhhhh, now that's what I'm talking about!”

@Mars

The scent of the wilderness and cedar trees was refreshing as Black watched wind rabbits hop over to the stream to drink some water before scurrying off into the woods only to have his familiar Kiba hunt them down and devour them, shattering the mother and her digital kids into food to sedate the beast and his carnivorous hunger. Kiba was a skilled hunter and held and aggressive demeanor. The beast was largely territorial and very much so an alpha wolf. It returned to it's masters side and slowly studied a figure in the distance curiously. It's ears flopped up to become aware of what may be lurking in the midst.

The sound of crunching leaves and twigs caught it's acute primal senses. It deathstared the boy as Black tilted his head to notice a man coming to approach him out of the forest. Cautious hands rested at his side, ready to draw his blade, but the man's words disarmed him.

"CrownS, eh? My name's Black. I'm a Marine from the United States. Been stuck in this game just like you. You sure you want to be leaving the town of beginnings? Death out here is very real." He states stoically with a hand planted in his pocket. "I sat in the game waiting for years like you..hoping something would change...that we'd have special forces taking down Kayaba and extracting us all out of here. But I don't think that's the case. Only reason to leave floor one now is to get to the front lines or enjoy the thrill of adventure. " He comments before sending the man a party invite. "We'll be heading to kill this wasp, but you only attack when I give you the greenlight. If you don't you'll end up dead. Good to go?" The militant man secured his canteen to his side and began to walk off. "What's your gear enhancements looking like?"

@Cr0wnS

Black grew curious about what would be awaiting on floor nineteen. Mars seemed to be very well-traveled for a tier two and already had battle partners. "Pinball...pinball...hm..I don't think I know who that is, but if he's your main partner, I'd figure that he was your level of strength, so I take it that he's pretty good."

Black praised the unknown warrior. "So how did your tests go? Everything work out fine? With the amount of damage you do...I'm guessing your partner is a tank of some sort?" Black inferred, considering they might be some form of balanced party.

He then shifts his weight to the side and looks at Mars. "All the Col on your person? Damn...I mean that sounds like a pretty sweet deal. Of course...that means you got to get past all the other tier twos and threes."

@Mars

Black whistles as Mars began to speak about taking all the Col he had. Black eyed the man and began to tally up the theoretical amount of money he suspected the player might have. "All the Col? You really want to make that bet? " He said flipping through his menu and scrolling through his Col bank, then frowned. "Hmm...I'll food on this one. I'm close to upgrading the Chef's kitchen at my estate. Then boom! I'll be the food factory on the frontlines! The flavor of my food is going to punch people in the mouth and uppercut their taste buds!" He claimed boldly.

He matched the man's fiery glare as he heard his speak about glorious items from scoring the last hit on a boss. "Hmm...last hit loot, huh? That's pretty dope. I'd laugh my ass off if the idiot impaled himself on my shield and somehow I got the last hit on him. That would be a glorious victory for tanks everywhere! " He chuckled lightly. .

He then looks around the area. " You know...the highest floor I ever been to was Floor Seventeen. That's where I got this dope crafting item. I swear...it is incredible the way it cranks out perfect items! Especially when you get lucky and score multiple perfect items. Just makes my day!"

@Mars

Black can't help but notice the smirking demon as he seems to be motivated by some unknown self-interest in the quest. Black was trying to talk some sense into the man, but he wasn't hearing it. This made Black chuckle lightly, catching wind of the man's determined glare.

"Oh, ain't no stopping you now. I bet you're going to be the first one punching the [censored] out of something out there." He bets, flashing a dastardly grin. "Get our name into the frontline list? Did you hear what I said? They got creepy bats, vampires and demons and werewolves and graves everywhere, man! I'm staying my Black ass home! Uh uh...I seen enough horror films to know what happens to the black guy at the end! Shhiiii****..ain't gonna have my fresh ass afro rolling around the church with my head clean cut off." He crosses his arms and shakes his head. He then smirks at Mars. "But I guess somebody got to come and keep you out of trouble, so I guess I'm in. Besides, how else am I going to tell awesome stories about the legend of the One Punch Man at the bar with my customers at the Ichiban."

@Mars

"Meat shield?" Black's eyes dilated at such a grandiose idea as he entered a dreamlike trance. In another world, he was surrounded by a field of cows, pigs, and chickens on a farm. The wild animals of the forests were also there, deer, duck, quail, alligator, little fishies and squids. It was a meat nirvana! He beholded them in breathtaking splendor as he shoved them all into the slaughterhouse and began to watch the factory produce slabs of juicy meat that he would pound and tenderize and glaze with honey. Much like a Blacksmith on the stove, he would more this meat into a glorious item in the shape of a gallant shield! Strenghtened with the flavored buff of Ichiban Mitigation sauce!

"Kirbs! You're a genius!!!" Black cried out as he clenched his Wakizashi tighter and electrical charges erupted from the blade. "That's it! I've learned a new recipe!" Black chimes as he mimics the voice of Ignus from Final Fantasy 14.

He then stares down the wasp and charges at it cutting into it. "But first I need some meat!" After the paralytic shock rendered the beast temporarily unconscious Black shouts out to Kirbs. "Now! GO FOR IT'S EYES! They're the juiciest!"

@Kirbs

Black wailed helplessly as he clutched his arm as if he was trying to hold dangling limb together by slapping on some duct tape. The cloth around his arm ruffled where his hand gripped it. "No!" He shakes his head at Kirbs sweating. "The pain! The unfathomable pain! The beast's venom coursing through me. Oh, God! It's like being stabbed with a needle! Please! No more! I'm sorry! Wai- No! " Black slashes at the buzzing insect and flails running through the forest. "Get it off me! Get it off me! " However, it would be too late as the giant wasp catches up to the save skinned samurai....sometimes ninja dude and stings him right in the leg.

Black immediately dramatically grabs his leg and begins hissing at the the pain, much like Peter Griffin from family guy. He trembles as his eyes falter towards Kirbs. "I...I think it's broken! My leg is broken, Kirbs! GO ON WITHOUT ME! YOU HAVE TO LIVE! " He then back crawls and drags himself to a tree. "How cruel is fate...I used to grow up crushing insects....and now look at me? Outdone by a buzzing beast! " He hangs his head in sorrow at his failure as he watches the encroaching wasp. "Turn your head, Kirbs. Don't look....I don't want you to see what's about to happen next."

@Kirbs

Craft Attempt Day 10/17

 

Black would be walking around the group of waiters and waitresses and begin pouring oils on the hibachi grill and setting them on fire. He loved open grill cooking and grinned warmly at a couple he was serving as he began to tie his headband and start cooking up friend rice and cutting it out into a shape of a heart before winking at the married couple.

He then noticed a familiar presence come through the door. “Oh, wow! Sweet my first customer!” He then looks back to the married couple. “Oh, that's just Rin and Choji, they aren't customers. They are staff members who just were enjoying a little lunch break. “

He smiles warmly at Kirbs. “Commander Kirbs! Glad to see you stopped by to grab some chow! Ahhh, the Super Lucky Sushi Roll. Those are perfect for farming items and finding a familiar! Good luck!” He said encouragingly as he allowed her to take the food.  

Black would be sitting at a bar nursing his drunken stupor as he drank the tavern's ale. Not being able to get drunk really didn't matter to him as much as enjoying the fluteerring cluster of incessant chatter and roguish men looking to satisfy their cravings for scamming coin through immoral gambling practices. The city of the desert sands was ripe with competition for card and dice games galore.  His “Lucky Devil” bandana across his forehead shined in the laternlight as he smirked at the gambler across from him that was playing poker with him. "Alright, let's see the what you got out there." A husky voice replied as the other person laid down their cards. "I got a three of a kind." The rugged adventurer dressed in a beige hooded robe with a red mask replied. Black frowned and bobbed his head a few times, appearing slightly saddened.

"I got a full house.." He demurred like some western cowboy who had just won a standoff. He tipped his head to the gentleman and began to rake in his Col.

"Well, damn, when I said I'd buy you drinks..I didn't mean enough o buy out the whole bar, Black, give me a break." The other player whined.

"Hey man, you know better than to test my luck. I told you already man, it's a gift." Black chuckled, as his eyes darted to notice a familiar face in the crowd.

"Well, how about a rematch?" The burly man queried, throwing more Col at the table.

"Nah, I got bigger fish to fry..looking for bigger coin." The black swordsman replied as he stood up and walked over to another brown skinned man. "Aye, that last song was fire homie, how much you charging for this one?" The hip-hop-esque player gae off urban vibes in his accent. One could tell he enjoyed that flavored ambiance. "200 Col? Alright, bet. And you, I've been whipping in the kitchen with that wrist motion. Your boy a rank six chef now. " He sa id with a smile, before looking over to ebony skinned woman with fiery red hair. "Word on the street is there's a quest around this floor that drops this dope ass mitigation potion . I'm talking enough to get some really good items for boss fights, dungeons, and raids..maybe even some money for a nice player house." Black bobs his head like his was up to some grand scheme, wondering if they'd take interest.

“Whoa, whoa whoa man. You're talking about Blood in the Sand? You do realize the beast's bite can chew right through that armor of yours, right? That's crazy dude. You might think it's a good deal, but Nah fam. I'm out.” The black skinned player replied to Black. The woman rubbed her arm nervously. “Yeah, I'm sorry Black. I got to bail on that one too...too dangerous.”

Black winced in disappointment. “Wha...wait...hey come on…” But his words would fall on deaf ears as the duo left. "But...aye, you didn't even let me show you my mitigation familiar yet!" He would shake his head at the fearful friends. "Well, one groups loss is another ones winnings!"

He then confidently stands on top of a table and looks to the crowd taking a long swig of his whiskey before shouting out. "Hey, we're looking for a few good men and women to go kill a Sand Shark! I'll be tanking that ugly sand monkey and dinner is on me after!

@Kirbs

@tricolor_mina

@Dustin

 @Mutsu

Black's eyes followed Hazado as he entered. He was one of the tougher players in his demeanor that Black trusted to hold himself up in a fight. He was a military brat and though he was hyped to battle the priest, he wouldn’t violate the chain of command as he waited for orders to strike down his opponent.

Dustin, the kid looked young which was worrisome, especially due to the fact that he walked off during the briefing and was clueless as to the mission. Black didn't blame him as he sensed that retaining so much in a short span of time could be difficult if people were stressed. Fortunately, the brave soul offered Kimi their necklace which further eliminated any potential drama. However, his words afterward incited fear and discontent. It made matters worse that the kid started crying and that made Domarus's words more real.

It was a good thing Domarus lit a fire under his ass. That kind of talk would stab into the heart of the troops morale.

Black watched with a stoic expression as Mars rushed forth with reckless tenacity. He didn't seem to care for chain of command or having tact when talking to people. Black smelled the thick scent of tension in the air. It was spreading. He held a calm under fire attitude, even as he watched Mars charged forth without a command to do so yet. Half of the platoon wasn't even inside yet or finally prepared and combat was already initiated.

Black settled his eyes on Miraak. The man turned Mars’ attack around effortlessly. Black frowned as one punch man tried to turn into a one man army.

Cosi brought up a good point. He identified a potential weakness. He was on the intellectual side when it came to only seeing the enemy as ones and zero and demanded to initiate combat.

Black turned his head to his squad. “Everyone, make sure you've used all the items that you need. Ignore the priests’ words. Worst thing we can do is to allow ourselves or some priest to destroy of unity. The enemy wants us arguing among each other. That ends now. “ Black states calmly.

He then looks to Domarus with militant bearing. “We attack on your orders sir. Designate a target and we'll give it hell.” He assures as his unsheaths his wakizashi carrying blade and his Shukketsu Ryu curved sword.

@Dustin

@Vigilon

  @Cosi
@Kimi

@Krysta

@Domarus

Black would be sitting at a bar nursing his drunken stupor as he drank the ta vern's ale. Getting drunk really didn't matter to him as much as enjoying the ambiance of incessant chatter and easy prey for his gambling vices. The city of Nimbus was ripe with competition for card and dice games galore.  His “Lucky Devil” bandana across his forehead shimmered in the laternlight as he smirked at the gambler across from him that was playing poker with him. "Alright, let's see the hands." A husky voice replied as the other person laid down their cards. "I got a full house." The rugged adventurer dressed in a hooded robe replied. Black frowned and bobbed his head a few times, appearing slightly impressed.

"Royal Flush.." He demurred like some western cowboy who had just won a standoff. He tipped his head to the gentleman and began to rake in his Col.

"Well, damn, when I said I'd buy you drinks..I didn't mean enough o buy out the whole bar, Black, give me a break." The other player whined.

"Hey man, you know better than to test my luck. I told you already man, it's a gift." Black chuckled, as his eyes darted to notice a familiar face in the crowd.

"Well, how about a rematch?" The burly man queried, throwing more Col at the table.

"Nah, I got bigger fish to fry..looking for bigger coin." The black swordsman replied as he stood up and walked over to another brown. "You running around looking for fool to buy those shitty song crystals, homie?" The hip-hop-esque player gae off urban vibes in his accent. One could tell he enjoyed that flavored ambiance. "I've been training up since we last met.." He sa id with a smile, before looking over to ebony skinned woman with fiery red hair. "Word on the street is there's a quest around this floor that drops this sick poison that lasts for ten turns. I'm talking enough to get some really good items for boss fights and raids..maybe even some money for a nice player house." Black bobs his head like his was up to some grand scheme, wondering if they'd take interest.

“Whoa, whoa whoa man. You're talking about Case of the Wyrms? You do realize the beast's venom can carve right through that armor of yours, right? That's crazy dude. You might think it's a good deal, but Nah fam. I'm out.” The black skinned player replied to Black. The woman rubbed her arm nervously. “Yeah, I'm sorry Black. I got to bail on that one too...too dangerous.”

Black winced in disappointment. “Wha...wait...hey come on…” But his words would fall on deaf ears as the duo left.

@Macradon

Stats

Black noticed an educated looking little diva stride on up to the group. 'And let the harem begin!' He thought sneakily as it seemed the woman knew with the swanky highlights seemed to know Mutsu. She was more around his age and judging by the way she walked she was classy! Classy and Mutsu as Sassy would make quite a dynamic duo. Now all he had to do was be a glorious tank feed them all delicious snacks and then he'd be living the dream!

"The Ass-....Ass-...big booty people? Well, I mean if they put people like that in a tower. It'd make one hell of a distracted. I might have to open the castle gate and be like...well, come right on in! I didn't know you were planning an invasion!" He smiles cheekily as she cruelly flips him the bird. "What are you counting how much damage you did to me? I'm surprised they let you off probation from being an orange player! Green suits you better. Reminds me of Wasabi. "

A musical meteor crashes from the sky and gives the man a concussion, or at least that's what it looked like it would have done. "The icky shuffle...now why does that sound like someone doing the waddle walk because they didn't quite make it to the bathroom?" He snickered before reverted his eyes back to the vixen in the right body suit. Had she only known, the man was bred on 'Balmung' and was a dark skinned Samurai in the Othardian resistance and the Serving Star in the Rendevous of Stars Guild. He was known as the "Black Dragon" for obvious reasons.

As the sable skin man listened to her silky voice he stored away the song item, and began rummaging through his rucksack's digital inventory. "Pshh! What black man you don't know got chicken? Girl, I am the plug for chicken. Teriyaki Chicken, Orange Chicken, Kaarage Chicken...anddddddd...BOOM! " He activates and item and a steaming hot plate ready to serve of Chicken Katsu appears. "Chicken Katsu! But not only Chicken Katsu. We have a side dish of Ichiban's Black Dragon Sushi Rolls! I catch all the fish I cook myself. " He chimed joyfully. "Ah, yes, and the wasabi!" He says as he produces wasabi horseradish, smirking at Mutsu. "And don't thinking I forgot about you. I made some Snow Mountain Sushi rolls that will just punch you in the mouth with flavor. " He boasts as he activates about four of the sushi rolls and passes them out. "Bam! These little beauties are the vanity samples, but I'll be Rank 6 soon and I'll be pumping out these to give mitigation boosts. " He shines a big smile. "Oh yeahhh! So...here's a little tip. Stop by my shop and I'll have three Plus Three Loot Die food buffs for sale. Pair that up with Loot Die hear and that song...and I can help you ladies get your very one one of a kind familiar pet!" He declared merrily.

"I guess pervert cook is a bit of a niche...I do love specializing in aphrodisiacs..you should check out the desert menu, especially if you love chocolate!"

He then smiles to Hydravion after Mutsu glomps her. "Hey, nice to meet you. I'm Black. If you're a healer type. I'll happily carry you through whatever. Support types are highly valuable and needed in the community. Every Marine looks after their Docs!" Black says nodding sagely.

It could also be seen that he sports Marine Corps and Urdu tattoos on his right arm, while having Japanese art and hip hop themes on his left.

@Mutsu

@Vally

@Hydravion

The ebony skinned ninja kept his Japanese curved sword and wakizashi, a parrying blade of shorter length attached to his yellow rucksack. The traveler was drifting through the second floor, scouting out the terrain for edible resources. His talents as a Marine Infantryman taught him a lot about survival, but the game mechanics certainly made things a lot easier. Despite that, the blonde haired warrior had a love for the forested biome. He walked with his hands in his pockets and stayed along the river. Following him was the instrumental of hip-hop as he bobbed his has to the music.

“I can mingle with the stars or throw a party on mars~ Yet I’m a prisoner, locked up behin d digital bars~”

The silver plated headband on his forehead read "Lucky Devil". Behind him was his trusty companion, Kiba, an elemental spirit wolf. It kept a vigilant demeanor and hunter's poise.

" I think we scavenged enough food for today, boy. " Black said as he knelt down feeding the wolf some familiar snacks. He turned his head squinting down the river, before collecting water into a canteen.

He noticed Kiba begin to bark at something or someone and looked up from the river. "Huh? What is it, boy? Another player?" Black blinked as he walked over, munching on a rice cake

@Cr0wnS.

LVL 20 400/400 HP 40 EN 45 MIT 5 DMG 2 THN 1 REC 3 ACC

Black appreciated Mars being able to humor him. Laughter was good even in casual situations. It helped relieve the stress of being locked up in a digital prison. He can tell the warrior had his interests peaked and it seemed like the information was new to him. Black was happy that he had managed to be of some help to the man. He knew that everyone had to be here to assist one another or they would ultimately fail in succeeding the game of Aincrad.
The dark haired martial artist suggested a bold idea. He wished for them to trek into uncharted territory unknown to Black. "Uh..aren't those the intermediate floors?" Black chuckled in an amused fashion. "I mean..sure maybe you can handle that floor, but yeah unless we got a pretty solid party s*** can hit the fan real quick. But whatever is going on had one of the players, Hestia, all riled up and ready to kick some ass. So if a tier 3 player is involved it must be something good, right?"
@Mars

"I remember a prank I did on my mom when she first ate sushi...I told her to spread the wasabi all over it and take a huge bite! You should have seen the look on her face!" He snickered before deactivating the enchant on his armor. He decided to offer her something else. Here use this.

He let her borrow his "Black's Assault Headband" item that gave +3 ACC.

That should make you like never miss with that food item.
Unless like...Kayaba decides to troll you. "

"Oh [censored]...yeah...you want this beginner rare armor with 2 slots of mitigation so you don't got to worry about [censored]? I'd trade you it for a dope song later." He says as he offers her the armor.

"I don't really need it. And I figured you could use it." He says shrugging his shoulders. After her remark he laughed. "In a digital world, I think the banters more fun anyway. Could you imagine if people start sleeping around and Kayaba trolled everyone by giving them the digital clap...you got the AIDS debuff and all of a sudden status effects last five times as long because you got a [censored] immune system. That'd be some bullshit." He laughs.

"Yeah, come on. Let's go kill things you little carpet muncher. " Black chuckled as he opted for wearing a +1 EVA ring without his armor.

Once he found a horde of mobs, he proceeded to initiate combat and get all the ugly f***ers attention after missing one of their friends.

ID-107639

BD- 4 Miss

MD- 2 Miss

Mutsu: 20/20 (2/2 EN) (Hate: 0)
Black: 260/260 ( Hate: 0)

Nepent A-D 7/7 HP

@Mutsu

Black had to finally prepare for his exams at the Ichiban Academy. He thought up to prepare a special Don that would consist of a delicious steak with sauteed onions and shrimp friend rice with eggs. He began to tie his Ambitous headband around his head with glee as he seemed to have serenity in his eyes while cooking the food on the oven. He was confident that his skill was growing and with every dish, he tried his best to pour his passion into it. Black's challenger in this Shokugeki was Midori Nayaki. She had prepared an amazing meat dish, but Black was determined to win. With sharp tenacity, he set out five perfect dishes to trump her four perfect seafood dishes.

Once he was declared a victor of the tournament, Black had earned the rank and title of Mentor Chef and was finally allowed to have his food served at the Ichiban Academy.

Black prepared for his first day of actual work as he looked to the sign declaring that the Ichiban would be opening. He had learned every culinary aspect of their menu and was ready to feed the hordes of mouths that stopped by the restaurant.

The next person to have shown up would have not been the team's brutish pointman, but a pink fluffier variant of warrior. Her fingernails dug into the cloth of her jacket as she pulled it up. The freezing room felt worse than a hospital. It was colder than eskimo p****, but Mina cowering lightly in slight fear happened to warm Black up. He rolled the lollipop in his mouth as he watched the girl. “We will. We handled getting jumped by bloodthirsty Arabians in the desert..I’m super we can handle a creepy priest that probably likes to touch too many little boys."

Speaking of little boys, that's probably how the five foot ten inch man felt next to the staggering six foot six silver giant. Domarus entered and imparted some words of wisdom. It was a bunch of soft sappy words that would have made Black's drill instructor puke, but Black understood the logic.

Domarus demonstrated by trying to help build Mina's confidence, before cutting the priest down with his words.

Vigilon seemed worried about to opposition being a boss level enemy, but he seemed to share an affinity with Krysta, their team doc. He seemed to act as a certain caretaker for her.

Krysta seemed mildly attentive to what he had said after the meeting. Black analyzed her for any sign of a cross, before immediately asking. “Where's your cross? You didn't get one?” He hummed lightly. “Right. Improvise. So, key points. Corrupted priest. Our party is more defense than offense. Cosi, the blonde haired man and I are our tanks. You're our healer. I gave us feast items to boost our accuracy, evasion, and you specifically I gave a meal that will boost your mitigation, unless Vigilon gave you something better.  You're in good hands. Things get too heated we all got plenty of potions and I have a regen shield to help you manage your energy pool better. “

Cosi had appeared before him. ‘Great, that's four out of six present from second squad.’ “Yeah, we don't want to jump in too early. If this is a boss encounter, and some corrupted field gets triggered, it might cut us off from the rest of our allies. For now, use what it's we have. Vigilon and Krysta will be on my left flank. Dustin and Kimi will be to your right. I don't know if Krysta or Kimi grabbed amulets so keep an eye on them.

He then began to plan a contingency.

He sent a private message to @Cosi, @Vigilon, and @Dustin.

Black would then toss the amulet from around his neck and push it into @Krysta's hands with a confident smirk. “Wear that and you'll be fine. You're more than prepared.”

Black sniffed roughly then eyeballed the priest before sending a private message to Domarus.

Note: Gave Krysta Black's Holy Necklace he received from the priest.

Black would look the the rest of the platoon that lingered in the gloomy domain. They were carefree, content, unaware of the horrors that lurked within the church. Black hoped that the others had headed his remark to ensure they took the holy necklaces offered by Priest Uri. Such things were easily overlooked, but Black did what he could as a leader to help guide the team. The sky was swollen with darkness and bolts of lightning cracked the frame of the galaxy.

A frigid wind snaked through the forest as the emberlight from the Marines cigar burned bright in the shroud. The rugged man sits on his rucksack as the entropy of the world falls into decay. Black would notice a stir a movements between the priests, before he looks to the rest of the second squad. “I hope you all listened to my advice and grabbed those holy necklaces from priest Uri.” He imparts as he looks to them each taking a drag of his cigar.

He hadn't seen any of them really grab one. So he hoped they had them on them because he didn't have time to conduct a gear check as the priests called for them to move out.

“Alright, everyone, Cosi and I will take point. “ He replied before heading out to follow the priests to the chapel. The sudden blast from the door startled Black as he looked back to Cosi and nodded his head to the door. “If you got an item, better use it now. “ He comments after listening to the priest's words. “

With a spirit of courage, Black would adorn the holy necklace over his neck and begin to advance past the door to witness what evils lurked inside. The books around the chapel would be tattered and dismayed. Destruction and despair were the only remnants of a once peaceful society.

As the man would speak out in a grandiose fashion, black would stand firm and await further orders from Domarus.  “And I take it this is the part were we all gather around in a circle and drink the poisoned wine…” He'd mumble under his breath.

Black found Kirbs antics amusing as she blew him off. Her reaction once they found the beast was even more hilarious. She squirmed as the wasp crept about the forest. As she gave him permission to do.

“Alright...time to slice em and dice em. Black says as he scrapes his swords against each other. He would go and slice through….nothing but air as his pathetic attempt to hit the Wasp went terribly wrong.

“Well, that's a perfect example of what could go wrong if you crit and I missed. “ Black grunted as he backed away from the waso that lodged it's stinger in his arm. “AGH! OH, GOD, IT HURTS!  “ He shouts, grabbing his head dramatically.

Black appreciates the man's timely response as the crunch time until their mission would begin to wane. "Good stuff, Dustin. I'll see you in the fight. He examined the shield item with praise as it would complement his Shukketsu Ryu in a more defensive fashion. The regen effect was like an extra security blanket of mitigation that could help healers effectively conserve energy while keeping them from the mental stress of having to manage resources.

Black would be surveying different food ingredients from the NPC Grandmaster chef Maggies shop. After he was done perusing her tasty storages of food it reminded him of visiting the farmers market. He would buy honey and smirk at it. “This will be great for tenderizing the meat. “ He comments before inspecting the onions. “Oooh, sauteed onions on a nice juicy steak, hell yeah!” The ebony skinned man delighted as he purchased more ingredients and left the col on the table. He stored away his groceries in his yellow rucksack and took to the streets.

He then walked through the shadier sector of the city to visit an underground hip hop music shop located underground. He dapped up one of his homies and did a hip handshake and snapped his fingers. “Aye, when you drop the new album, hit me up alright.” He smirks as he takes the tiny song crystal headbuds and slides the miniature song crystals into his ear and games to the hip hop beat as he walks with his hands in his pocket down the street.

He unwraps a candy lollipop and slides it in his mouth as he got elbowed out of the way and knitted his brow  at the short fury stampeding through the city streets.

“Ah [censored]...what the hell is she getting herself into this time.. “ He thought as he saw her shimmy up a pole. He then approached her “You know with the way you climb poles in public...I'm starting to think if you rank up that performer skill...we might have a nice little business venture on our hands.” He chuckled lightly.

“Why you trying to kill dragons? Aren't you like level 2? What that dragon ever do to you? “ He exclaimed in an amused tone. “You got bored so now the dragon got to lose it's life? Damn, that's tough. I mean...I can help out. But it'll cost you a dance or a song. I'll let you pick. I'm level 20 now and I've been wanting to the first black guy to kick a dragon's ass so I have stories to tell all the wannabe gangsters back home.” He chimed, flashing a sinister grin.

He then notices Vally considering to join the fray. "Damn...who knew climbing poles in the streets would be such a good recruiting tactic...you know what. I think it's time to bless the occasion. " Black says as he pulls out a bag of col and makes it rain on Mutsu.

He then reverts his attention back to Vally, doing a double take at her outfit. "Wait, hold up...man where all these pretty girls creeping up out of these video games from? Damn. I need to know who your tailor or blacksmith, because girl you slaying it in that outfit. " He says with a charming grin. "Hell, I got to come now. Man Kayaba tripping...I don't even know why he trying to kill off all the cute gamers girls. That man done lost his damn mind!"
 

He then turns and smiles to Vally. "Hey, what's good? My name's Black. If you're joining us, I'll be the tank and keep you honeys safe. " He coughs lightly. " I mean...keep you ladies safe. Sorry. It's the outfit. You killing it. " He rubs the back of his head. "So, I'm also a Rank 5 Chef, so I might have some buffs, but we might not need them. Of course, I'm always packing good vanity snacks for the road. Got a favorite food? I bet you I got it." He claims confidently. "Mutsu here likes my sushi. Eecheeban su-shee, Me like..it's goo-ed, da?" He says with a Russian accent, looking up to Mutsu.

-100 Col to Mutsu

@Mutsu

Black blushed lightly at her antics as he swallowed his rice cake and blinked at her stirring him up like some tainted cosplayer. Was she messing with his head? Black smiled and laughed at her. "You have a refreshing sense of humor. Damn near stabbing me in the head though...you trying to do the old acupuncture techniques? I think you're doing it wrong." He says rubbing the back of his head, combing his fingers through his blonde mane.

"Love Gongs?" Black blinked, suddenly focusing on her chest as she taps on her armor. He seems enamored for a few seconds before he breaks his trance. "Huh, what, you say something?" He refocuses on her. "Yeah, I'm sure you do have a bottomless pit of goodies..." He comments, clearly forget what they were talking about until she went rummaging through his things.

"I'm still researching what all of these fantasy named foods basically equate to in the real world. Usually if I'm not fighting, I'm always gathering things or tending the farm at my estate near the Waterfall of Sages on the sixth floor.  "The thunder roll is made with lobster salad, shrimp tempura, avocado, and soy paper. " Black beams with delight. He rummages through his pack and conjures up a some wasabi variants. "I study under the Ichiban Academy. The expulsion rate out there is pretty high. Only like 10% of people actually graduate. It's from a group that's all star crazed about the food engineering systems and seeking to make the best quality dishes in all of Aincrad. It's...sort of a big goal of mine to become the best cook in Aincrad. The God-Cook...God-Chef...God-tongue? " Black ponders for a second. "I don't know...but if you taste the food from some of the rank sevens or above...almost everything tastes like an aphrodisiac." He declares as he leans forward with a serious face and points a finger to the sky as if warning her of this awesome deliciousness.

He smiles at the woman enjoy his cooking. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." He chuckles. That's something I made only at Rank 3. By the time I'm Rank 5, I can make feasts and you'll be pounding on my door in the middle of the night begging for more." He laughed, realizing how lewd that must have sounded.

@Mutsu

"If I say no, are you going to punch me in the face?" Black chuckles lightly.

He reflected upon the excursion with the crocodile. "I must have just been a little annoying gnat to that thing...he barely even seemed concerned with me. But then again, I'd probably worry more about the guy caving in my chest as well. I guess a good offense can be a good defense." He laughed as the sands began to clear. Peace and comfort seemed to have been restored and they succeeded in their mission and gained some good exp.

"Well, I'm sure I can handle a raise like that. I mean hey you won the deal. If there's anything I encourage, it's rewarding those who win games of chance. " He says tapping on his headband. "So you get that message about some crazy [censored] going down on the thirteenth floor? Seems like it'll cause a lot of commotion. I was thinking about checking it out. I hear that places terrifies a lot of people. Demonic spirits and all that? Something about a graveyard? What do you make of that?" Black asks looking over to the martial artist.

@Mars

Black whistles as Mars kicks up the throttle and ignites his first into an exploding sun. "God damn! Holy [censored]! Go on easy on him, Mars. I mean we just came into the poor guys home and now we're beating the [censored] out of him. " Black jokes tossing a hand at the poor crocodile. However his jokes would be disrupted by the green titan retaliating against Mars. "Wait...hold on..what the hell is the matter with this shield? Is it broken? I thought I had taunts. I freaking crit the thing and I haven't even missed. You using taunt gear or something?" Black asked, being confused by the nature of this boss. "Or is he just retarded?" Black thumbs over to the beast.

He then stands before the giant and takes up an offensive stance. "I see we don't like to play by the rules. You just going to ignore little guy, huh? Well, I'll climb up there and kick your ass! " The Marine barked as he charged up to face the crocodile and swiped his sword against the beasts shin. "Stuns will be up soon, but you get a free beer on me if you drop him in the next hit!"

@Mars