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I just realized I should put something here. Erm... For the time being:

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Paper Moon



Paper Moon’s eyes lingered on the spot Eclipse Princess just stood, but not in her usual iconic stance. Her stature had weakened drastically along with her spirit. All he could do was wordlessly listen to her soliloquy, every single point she made just as valid as the one preceding it. The words “I just don’t want to lose my only friend.” especially sunk in, and after they had registered and branded themselves on his conscious, he had finally affirmed his theory. At least he managed to avoid an enraged mob from forming, but he wished there was a better way he could have gone about it. Judging from Princess’ cry, his words had made their way into the Berserker’s mind too. Now that his suspicion had been confirmed, he could progress through this endeavor with a proper aim.

”Earth to Paper Moon, are you reading me?” Strawberry Baby’s voice dragged Moon out of his muse with a hand firmly placed on his shoulder. The mage didn’t have her usual abrasive expression painted on her face. Instead, she faced the boy remorsefully. She too had watched from the sidelines in awe of the speech. Behind her Drauni was still in the middle of directing the cleanup crew. Even though Moon was a Sweeper, he knew all too well that this incident couldn’t be simply swept under the rug. ”This is Ghost Rider, I read you.” He tried to respond with a joshing smile, but couldn’t find it in himself to maintain the complexion. The boy stared up at the sky, watching as the trail of Rocket Lancer’s yellow dissipated. Melancholy was something Moon rarely had to combat, but now he was entirely engulfed in it. Normally, he would have almost instantly followed up Nyx’s provocation with a witty retort, but he knew that the Assassin only wanted to give the Strykes a little push. His face ashen, the boy called out to Drauni, ”Hey, think you can manage?” The Stryker made an okay gesture with his hand with his attention still fixed on hauling a corpse.

Strawberry Baby’s mien next to Arms Slave’s corpse distorted and glitched as Paper Moon logged out, taking his leave from the scene.

Shiro Kawabata



A look of honest apology was the first thing Shiro saw when he woke up. Ken was most likely provided with live updates from Drauni. Great. He didn’t have spend time filling him in. ”Shiro, it’s not your fau-” The club president’s delicate voice stopped short as the recipient of his closure curtly stood up from his desk and rushed past him. ”I-I need a moment.” He choked out before slamming the door behind him. He only made it two feet to his side until the feeling in his legs gave out. The student sluggishly slid down the wall and soon found himself in a slump. His head drooped loosely as he breathed in through his clenched teeth. A real life reenactment of a marionette cut from its strings.

Shiro wasn’t distraught because he didn’t understand Eclipse’s pleas. It was due to the fact that he completely understood them, almost to the extent as if they were his own. Her directive is almost identical to his. Protecting those dear to oneself regardless of how many, that is Shiro, and as he had just confirmed, also Eris’ resolve. With Cassandra as her the only person she could rely on, it’s only natural that she would prioritize her above all else. Yet Shiro couldn’t sit around knowing a mentality like that had brought about such happenings. Shouldering all of the derision for one person was noble, but if she were to fall, that collective would only cascade and fall onto the person she loves. The boy could only feel contrition for the girl. But tonight, he would make amends, and hopefully put an end to the loop Eris has placed herself in.

Shiro remained there, with his head resting on crossed arms supported by his knees. Curled up in a little ball, even the normal passerby would raise a few quesitons. Meanwhile, Ken and Akane waited for Aaron to return to reality.
@KoL@Mega Birb
@KoLLoved the post, about to write one with Moon returning to IRL.

So for the food court, chances are we'll have four characters there (Eris, Cassandra, Shiro and his guest), so will the conversation mostly go by flow of post order?
@Mega BirbAnd then Shiro and Aaron log out at the same time. "CHALLENGE ACCEPTED BRUH."

10/10 post though!
Shiro Kawabata



To: Eris Reinhardt
From: Shiro Kawabata
Subject: Re:Reply

”Hey, looks like somebody’s got her head firm on her shoulders. Good guess, as expected of a princess! Glad to hear that you’ll soon be discontinuing your murderous rampage, but judging from my sources, you’re currently in the midst of battle and probably won’t even have a chance to look at this message. I’ll be bringing a friend too, ‘cause who said only three could be a crowd? See ya there.”


With his reply sent, Shiro got up from his seat and stood in the center of the desk arrangement. During the time that he was preoccupied with messages, Ken had continued to spur the conversation between Aaron and himself. ”I-I’m sure there’s some underlying cause for her to lash out like this. Although she didn’t speak too highly of our raid party during the battle, she doesn’t strike me as somebody to purchase an Outlaw Declaration because her mood dictated as such.” The club president rubbed his chin in an attempt to deduce a reason, but he soon came to a dead end. ”Well, since she is your friend, I highly suggest you stay out of this one. Not because I don’t have faith in you to stay alive, this is just a fight she needs to wage on her own. Kinda like how a protagonist goes through a hectic conflict, at the end of which he or she has a revelation and sees things from a new perspective. At least, that’s what I believe is the case.” After Shiro chimed in, he crossed his arms and began to mull.

They were currently sailing through dire straits. The very image of the young Strykers was in peril thanks to the infighting all of the involved characters had propagated. Just then, an incessant ringing began emanating from the student. He and Ken quickly exchanged glances before the latter caputed the attention of his club members, ”Would you all mind stepping out for the time being? We have some important matters to attend do.” A few murmurs floated between the students as they shuffled out of the room. Just like that, the club room had been seemingly transformed into a command center. The president turned to Shiro and gave him the go ahead. He returned the nod and accepted the voice call.

”Drauni, this is Moon. You’re on speaker. What’s your report?” He was fully aware that he had just exposed his identity to Nyx, but since they never visibly crossed paths, it was fine.

There were a few seconds of heavy breathing before a shrill voice ”MOOOOOOOOOOOON!!! I’M SCAAAAAAAAAAARED!!!” A small breath escaped Shiro’s lips as he supported his temples. ”Really? Sounds to me like you’re having a blast. And judging from the explosions in the background, literally!” He replied wryly, exacerbating the situation in spite of the Stryker’s emotional distress. ”He’s like this often…” Ken whispered to Aaron from the sidelines. ”Alright, Drauni, calm down and speak slowly. E-nun-ci-ate. What’s happening?”

The Stryker regained his composure and spoke in lieu of the progressively devolving battle. ”A-alright. I managed to gather fifteen Strykers from our raid group and placed them at all connecting streets to the gate. So far, no players have been able to pass our blockades.” As Drauni spoke, Shiro envisioned the layout of the city in his head. For a first year, the kid knew how to strategically place resources quite well. He would surely scale the ranks of the Strykers, if he ever managed to suppress his sheepish demeanor. ”But there’s been a recent development pertaining to the battle.” Shiro raised an eyebrow at this new information. He swore he heard somebody shout “Fatal Acceleration” in the background, but it was hard to discern the war cry over the song of blades. ”A third party who may be affiliated with Arms Slave just made an appearance. He has a pretty unique ability, and seems to be turning the tide of the ba- Crap, we’ve suddenly got a flood of players making their way to the gate!” Moon, who was planning on keeping viewers to a minimum, now understood that his efforts were in vain. The boy who lacked a serious complexion clicked his tongue. Subtle irritation exhibited itself as Drauni continued to annotate the generating situation. ”Diverting remaining members to the gate! They’ll hold off the players, but I don’t think they’ll be able to stave them off for that long. Are you able to dive?!”

Moon digested Drauni’s plea for help and looked over to Akane. The girl calmly read his expression and relaxed her stature on the desk. She suddenly became still since she had just entered DGO. ”Ken, mind holding the fort while I’m away?” Ken gave him a slow and nervous nod, unsure how to react to this foreign face of Shiro’s. ”Aaron, I’m sorry that there isn’t much to do right now, but I'm going to back on my word here. Things aren’t sitting well with me, and I’ve got the feeling your friend’s about to get into some deep shit.” The boy made his way over to a vacant desk and took his seat, then proceeded to enter DGO.




Paper Moon stared blankly at his friend’s corpse, his utterly solemn gaze downcast. He was able to catch the tail end of the battle, but was only a mere moment too late. Perhaps he could have been the voice of reason in this entire ordeal. He could have, by the grace of time, made an appearance and forcibly blared the voice of reason into both of their ears. But unfortunately, Fate was ranked an echelon above Time, thus it ultimately had jurisdiction over the proponent of the hourglass. Strawberry watched from the front of the crowd that had came to a halt before the city gate. Arms Slave didn’t strike him as a person to willingly sacrifice his EXP on a whim, so he must have seen some ultimatum before he bit the dust.

Right now his IRL counterpart was probably sufficed with the turn of events, but contrastingly, the rogue was not. He fixated narrowed eyes on the princess’, burrowing down into her very being comprised by series of repetitious code. ”So, are you content with this outcome? Well, are you?!” His voice hadn’t hit the intensity of a bark just yet, but agitation was clearly woven into every word. Although he didn’t wholly agree with that the Sweeper should have incited the Berserker further, he felt the need to shoulder a fraction of his rage. ”Did you seriously take every minute factor into account when you arrived at this resolution? You, as a primary representative of the Ebony Strykers, valued your own personal vendetta over these people?” Paper Moon threw out his hand back at the bystanders watching in unanimous silence. He didn’t intend for a riot to break out among the players. No. He wanted to permeate that impertinent mentality, while he simultaneously tried to step out of his own by even going so far as to speak in this manner.

”These people saw you fly into the battlefield, defend their new haven, and best a dissolution singlehandedly, yet you willingly tarnished that image they held in such high regard! You went ahead and abided by your own will, no matter what outward appearance would take form of the black kingdom after this event. I’m not even wholeheartedly devoted to the Strykers, but I have friends in their numbers. I think of those close to me before I set myself on a course that may put them in the line of harm. Did you do the same?” He noted Nies Hellum the two Sweepers passed her on their way to the scene. What did she think of this requiem? Did she believe Eclipse Princess’ actions were just? The anger in Moon’s voice suddenly died out as he recollected himself. His furrowed brows had eased slightly. ”...But I don’t entirely believe you should walk away after this. These people need you for what lies in theirs, and now, yours and my path. You should take a chance to rethink your values, and find out where your allegiance truly lies. For your sake, and theirs. You brought upon yourself a weight to carry when you decided to wield that blade. Now decide what that blade defines.”

Most of the raid group began to usher the players back into the city, all of whom complied after witnessing the spectacle. The remainder began to carefully gather the bodies of the Sweepers who fell to Eclipse Princess. A zephyr blew past the two, still locked in their staredown.
@Lucius Cypher@KoL@Mega Birb@Caits@RoflsMazoy
About to post! @KoL, it will concern Princess too.
@Mega BirbSeek refuge in your freezer. Or mini fridge. Anything cold!
@Mega BirbSorry, sorry, about to post! Don'tcha worry, Aaron/Nyx'll be involved.
When you wanna post but @Jedly needs to before you.

...Why did I have Jiro go to work after school? *Cries in the distance*


Somebody's going to make an appearance at the club room soon, but I'll probably post tomorrow/the day after.
@Mega BirbGood post. Will reply soonish, somebody is planning on making an appearance to the club room.

Oh yeah, that music contest still going on?
Shiro Kawabata




Although he had far transcended the boundaries of ordinary members with his rank, he had to act the part in official matters. The student let out a sigh as he sent the message. Jeez, somebody was in a pissy mood. Yet he couldn't say that he was in high spirits himself.

@KoL@TheWindel@Lucius Cypher

-Current time-


”Um… Did you say ‘“I”?” Ken questioned while he tilted his head utterly perplexed. The student’s eyes seemed to pierce into his soul, as if they were trying to forcefully evoke the answer they desired. He meekly met the stares of his clubmates who were just as baffled as he was. His gaze dwelled on the outstretched hand, waiting to meet its counterpart. But why was he hesitating? Here was the very icon of his newfound club, yet all he could manage was a weak smile. He decided to chalk down his innate timidness as the root of the issue.

The boy firmly grasped Aaron’s hand and promptly shook it. ”Pleased to meet you, Aaron! My name’s Ken Fujita, erm, my username's Sky Knight.” Although he didn’t really look like much of a knight. Many people, including his own mother, have teased him about his lack of distinguishing characteristics. His appearance, disposition, mentality, all of the above were as mundane as humanly possible. So when faced with a person so passively intimidating as Aaron, he wasn’t entirely sure what to do except play it by the book. He released the hand and shifted in his seat. ”I’m sure you have a few questions pertaining to this club’s existence and how it came about, but I ask that you do not stomp on it while it is still in its infancy. Although it is without a doubt a fan club, my additional directive was to create a gathering for students to just relax and chat about their experiences in DGO. Most of the people you see here were involved in the defense of the Black City, so we witnessed your exhibition at the gate.” He gulped and pulled at his collar with a finger, ”We’re newbs, so we’re constantly trying to learn from our seni-”

His voice suddenly dropped short when a message notification went off. Ken quickly navigated his way to his inbox and began to digest the lines of text.

To: Sky Knight, Paper Moon
From: Drauni
Subject: MAYDAY
Attached File: Image 054

”Guys, we’ve got a problem! Eclipse Princess has gone batshit crazy and is slaughtering any Sweeper that gets close to her! Phantom Regality has confronted her, but I don’t know how long he can hold out for. What should our course of action be?”


Ken’s eyes widened at the attached picture. Drauni must have taken it from on top of the city wall given the perspective, but he was already risking enough being in the general vicinity. The notification of another message shortly followed.

To: Sky Knight, Drauni
From: Paper Moon
Subject Re: MAYDAY

”Drauni, find any Strykers from our raid group and set up a blockade two blocks from the gate. You must restrict all access to the entire area, not to prevent any more Sweeper casualties, it’s that I don’t want to see any collateral regardless of faction. I don’t want any of you being accused of mutiny, so pledge that you came to this action of your own accord. Sky Knight, I’m heading over to your club room now. Best of luck, Drauni.”


Ken closed the message chain and got up from his seat, ”Aaron, a friend of mine will be here momentarily. Our discussion may concern Eclipse Princess, so stay if you’d like.”

Within a matter of minutes the doorway flew open. In its frame stood the orange-haired boy in the midst of catching his breath. ”Ke-” Before he could start, a war cry rang out from the other end of the hall.

”FOUND YOUUUUUUUUUU!!!” It was as if a bullet train had hit Shiro’s side. A bullet train with twin tails of brilliant crimson that is. The boy completely disappeared from sight, and in his place stood a girl striking an omnipotent stance. She flicked one of her streams of hair and narrowed her gaze at the floor. ”HOLY SHIT! KEN, IT’S A WILD TSUNDERE! QUICKLY, DETAIN IT!” As the aforementioned boy began to cry for help, the girl began to raise her foot. ”KEN! KEN! KEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!” Unfortunately Shiro’s shrieks for a savior fell on deaf ears as the girl brutishly brought down her shoe, heel first into wherever she was aiming.

”Ugh… I think I see the light…” Shiro was completely sprawled out on Ken’s desk, who the latter had given up to atone for his sin. Ken awkwardly glanced between his physically obliterated friend and the girl, who was now reclining with her legs crossed over a desk and arms behind her head. ”A-anyways Aaron, meet Shiro Kawabata and Akane Himura.”

”Yo.”

”Kill me…”

Could the atmosphere get any worse. All of a sudden Shiro sprung up, seeming to have regained his lifeforce and composure. ”So, Ken, I want you and the rest of the Strykers gathered here to remain out of game. We don’t need any unnecessary deaths.” Akane raised an eyebrow at the order, she guessed she was out of the loop or something. ”Deaths? What’s happening IG?”

”Eclipse is making a ruckus. Diatribe and moody remarks included. This is highly uncharacteristic of me, but we shouldn’t try and exacerbate the current situation. If need be Strawberry, you and I will head in and see what we can do. For now, we’ll keep up to date with Drauni.” His lone eye then focused on Aaron, who must have felt left out of the whole event, ”You don’t have a club sash, so I’m going to go off on a limb here and guess that you’re not a member of it.”

”Oh, he’s actually the idol of this club!”

Shiro let out an understanding “oooooh” at the explanation. He had a few connections identify him as a rogue named Nyx, but to keep the kindle in Ken’s heart afire, he decided to keep that information to himself. ”Well, pleased to meet your acquaintance champ. I don't know how buddy-buddy you are with Eclipse, but I'd advise that you remain here as well. No point in being caught in the fray. I’ve got a letter to write, if you’ll excuse me.” The boy retook his seat and began to type out a message intended for Eclipse Princess.

To: Eris Reinhardt
From: Shiro Kawabata
Subject: Chat?

”Alright, this may seem out of place for me, but we need to talk. Person to person. Princess to peon. Wouldn’t blame you for turning me down, but I think we can learn a thing or two from- dare I say it... talking things out.”

@Mega Birb
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