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Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

I'm in the middle of a heatwave. Someone, please, make it stop...

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Will Eclipse Princess accept Phantom Regality's challenge? Will Ken shake Aaron's hand!? WILL JIRO BE ON TIME FOR WORK!?!?

FIND OUT NEXT TIME ON DEEP GROUND ONLINE!

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Aaron Fletcher

Aaron was engrossed in his work as Erika came by, reflexively looking up to see what looked like a semi-hostile glance from the Red King himself, and what appeared to be several walking prints of Nyx's former outfit. He shrugged it off the glance and tossed his notebook back into his bag, then briefly returned his attention to the girl that had sat down just across from him. "Hey Erika, I hate to leave so quickly, but I think Eris needs my help." Standing just as abruptly as he ended the attempted conversation with an excuse that could be easily debunked, he slipped his bag onto his back and melded into the crowd.

Soon enough, he had pulled one of the holders of a Nyx-Branded towel to the side. "Hate to bother you, but where'd you get that towel?"

The student was quick to answer, surprisingly. "Someone started up a club for this DGO player, whatever his name is. Guess he's pretty good or something. They don't even know his name." With an innocent giggle, the girl was on her way, and Aaron was rushing back into the school, intent on finding that club room.

It was surprisingly easy to find, given the relatively large flood of people leaving the room. Slipping in, the American soon found himself standing at a desk with a boy on the other side, a successful smirk on his face. "So, I see I have a fanclub now... Aaron Fletcher, nice to meet you." Holding his right hand out faster than the guy could respond, he awaited a handshake. How his old set had become famous overnight was a mystery, although he now knew that crafting replicas of his mask would earn him some sizable amounts of EXP.

@Jedly@TheWindel@ReaptheMusic

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Jiro Katsurou

As he had patiently waited for a response, Jiro had managed to wander over to the dormitories and find his room, heading inside just in time to hear his phone make the iconic beeping that signified a new message. Checking it as his bag was dropped on the floor, he decided that hopping on Deep Ground before work wouldn't be a bad idea. He intended to do just that after making a sandwich. He took a surprisingly slow walk to the refrigerator as he typed out the response to Asahi.

To: Arms Slave, Paper Moon

From: Phantom Regality

Subject: Re:Re:Deep Ground Plans

I like the sound of Legendary-grade loot! I'm gonna hop on for a minute and update my gear, get ready for a bloodbath, y'know. You can't be the only person that knows where one of the things is.

Now, with a sandwich in hand, rather crammed down his throat, Jiro crashed on his bed and logged into Deep Ground.

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Phantom Regality

Phantom Regality stretched as he spawned inside of a cleaned-up Guild Hall, free of the wreckage from the party a few days ago. He began to walk and habitually look through his inventory, intent on finding a nearby shop to invest in both a new grimoire and sword. And then it hit him like a brick; he was in the Black City, which was just barely getting off the ground again, and was likely devoid of any weapon depots. "Well, I guess we're going to Redville..." Casually walking down what could be called Main Street, he was fully intent on passing through the city's main gate without being stabbed through the abdomen.

He stopped just in time to notice Eclipse Princess cutting down an unnamed Sweeper with broken armor. Ducking into an alley, he quickly sent a message to Asahi just as she spewed something out about Arms Slave and murder.

To: Arms Slave

From: Phantom Regality

Subject: Eclipse Princess

She's at the gate. She's out for Sweeper blood, there's a wall of corpses behind her.

With the message sent, Phantom made the genius idea of coming out of the alley, walking in closer and issuing a challenge to try and stall a little while. "Eclipse Princess! If we're gonna fight, we're doing it the right way! No broken armor, no stealth crap, just a stock duel!" He knew he could hold his own for a little while, but not nearly long enough to open a target on the Berserker before him. He just needed to keep the newbies safe from the girl, and forfeit the moment Arms Slave was there. It was that guys blood she wanted, not the Necromancer's.
@KoL@Lucius Cypher

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@TheWindel Alright.

ANYHOW, TIME FOR A SONG PITCH BECAUSE WHY NAW?

Act 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBMeo7Q1ZDg

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@TheWindel Wait when? I'm quite lost right now.

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I swear I go to school and those two are at it again. Jesus Christ...

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@Jedly Goddammit, I'm not sure if I should roll with this or dropkick the stand.

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DEAR GOD THE ACTIVITY, I'LL BE WRITING EITHER TOMORROW OR WEDNESDAY.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Aaron Fletcher

Over the past couple of days, Aaron had been busy finding any information he could on Corpse Collector. Unfortunately, the only thing he found was bone-dry news articles about the battle from two days ago, and speculation as to how she was able to hack the game on such a scale. All in all, around a day had been wasted on this task with no result. On the bright side, a new update for Deep Ground had rolled out during that time, although little was added, excepting some needed bug patches.

At the current moment, however, he was seated in the middle of an Algebra class and taking a nap. For one reason or another, lectures on the Quadratic Formula did an amazing job of putting people to sleep, and the American was capitalizing on that fact. He was just barely closing in on a very restful half-hour when the bell that signaled the end of the day went off and jarred him awake. "Motherf..." Decidedly cutting himself off, the boy stood up and stretched, dumping the contents of his desk into his backpack and heading out of the room in the process. He stopped in the doorway as the oncoming horde of students rushing for the main entrance came by, and slipped into a small gap and started moving with the crowd. As always, it smelled like several people had forgotten to wear deodorant that day.

After a long few moments of being jostled around a sea of humanity, Aaron was outside the front of the large brick building, taking in how massive Purple Crown Academy really was. "Well, that was nice. Now, who's doing what?" In a moment his phone was in his hand and he was checking his email... nothing as usual. So, he took a seat under a tree and opened up his school bag, and pulled out a notebook, laden with numbers and formulas. Even on the other side of the world, homework existed.

And it was still a bitch.

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Jiro Katsurou

With a hefty sigh, Jiro Katsurou pulled a pair of tweezers out of the underside of a simple robot, setting it down on its wheels once again. He'd been working on this thing with a small group for the last month or so, getting ready for an upcoming Robotics competition. The only problem was that the others had all but abandoned the hunk of metal and rubber, leaving the blue-haired boy to finish building and coding the thing. Sure, coding wasn't an issue, but building was another story. At the moment, it was a metal box with wheels. Style points would not be won with this thing, that's for sure.

Then, out of nowhere, a loud ringing was heard and Jiro looked up at the clock. It was finally time to leave the building, and he did just that, rushing out with his bag before the throng got to his room. He was outside in less than a minute, already messaging a few of his friends.

To: Arms Slave, Paper Moon, etc.

From: Phantom Regality

Subject: Deep Ground Plans

Alright, so CC is dead, Eclipse Princess hasn't shown hide nor hair of herself, and we've got nothing to do except grind for EXP. Anyone have a better way to kill time?

With the message to the other Sweepers sent, Jiro took a seat on a bench and watched the crowds move. Some stopping under trees, some getting into waiting cars, and others going for the dormitories. He himself was content to watch the world go by for a little while, slowing down for any length of time for the first time that day.
@Lucius Cypher@Jedly

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I fell asleep in the middle of typing last night and my computer self-updated. I'm about to kill someone.