Psyker Landshark
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God damn it I'm still trying to post.
The Blue King needs zerglings for the zergrush.
Meilin - Distant Sage
"Well," The black-suited woman began as she let her fire dissipate and unsummoned her demon, trusting in the rest of the guild to handle the situation. "Locke isn't exactly Renaissance." She said, following after White Terror. "And yes, I'd heard as well. Considering the grudge that she seems to hold against you and Orange, she's most likely targeting you two. As for the Dissolutions, well, it's probably a server issue. That, or some hacker is getting their jollies." Distant Sage finished as Amnesty joined back up with them. "Good to see you too, Claire." She greeted, mounting her own mecha-horse as they prepared to move out.
Or they would have, if the Orange King hadn't suddenly appeared with two of his own guild members in tow. Meilin sighed, wondering what Garth wanted. Had he come to the same conclusion that she had, and came to propose an alliance against the Black King? Both guilds united would stand a far better chance against the machinations of the Black King, but an alliance could also alarm the other guilds, perhaps enough for a few to create an alliance of their own. As it stood, the Ivory Masks had no real allies they could call on, and two of the other guilds banding together, along with the Black King attacking them, would be catastrophic. The closest thing they had to an ally at the moment were the Cobalt Bruisers, and that was just a non-aggression pact. If the Ivory Masks were attacked, more than likely, no aid would be forthcoming from the Bruisers. Then again, the Blue King was notoriously erratic, and by that, she meant that Sam was a trolling asshole of a wild card. He was equally as likely to join their side or turn on them. Still, that was enough idle conjecture for the moment.
Regardless, Bowed Woods needed to hurry up and get to the point. With a sigh, Distant Sage moved her horse forward, her voice emanating from behind her mask.
"Get to the point, Garth. Some of us have things to do today besides be dramatic."
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Sam - Blue King: Gleeful Jackal
A blue shadow zipped across the rooftops of Faded City's Blue District, swinging from the sides of buildings with his grappling hooks. By now, this kind of parkour had become routine for Sam to the point where he didn't need to pay much attention to what he was doing, letting instinct and reflex take over. In fact, he often did his best thinking while dashing across rooftops and swinging from building to building.
With the Black King mobilizing a guild, surely her rivals, the Orange and White Kings, would be alarmed. Then again, this was Garth and Haruka he was talking about. Those two were practically unflappable. But they'd surely be planning something in response. And honestly, the Black King could wait for the moment. Players would be flocking towards her domain throughout the afternoon, and the Ivory Masks' territory wasn't that far of a detour. Plus, he wouldn't be harmed in White's territory. Not with that non-aggression pact they'd made. He couldn't say the same of Orange's domain, given his isolationist policy, so White would probably be easier to spy on. With his course determined, the Blue King whirled around, dashing across the side of a building as he changed course, making for the Ivory Masks' territory.
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A short time later, Gleeful Jackal found himself hiding in stealth, crouched behind the relief atop the roof of a building overlooking the entrance to the Ivory Masks' Guild Hall. To his surprise, the Orange King was conversing with the White King in front of the Guild Hall, each accompanied by two of their guild members.
"Well, well. Isn't this interesting~" He muttered to himself as he started to listen in on their conversation, concealed by line of sight.
"Well," The black-suited woman began as she let her fire dissipate and unsummoned her demon, trusting in the rest of the guild to handle the situation. "Locke isn't exactly Renaissance." She said, following after White Terror. "And yes, I'd heard as well. Considering the grudge that she seems to hold against you and Orange, she's most likely targeting you two. As for the Dissolutions, well, it's probably a server issue. That, or some hacker is getting their jollies." Distant Sage finished as Amnesty joined back up with them. "Good to see you too, Claire." She greeted, mounting her own mecha-horse as they prepared to move out.
Or they would have, if the Orange King hadn't suddenly appeared with two of his own guild members in tow. Meilin sighed, wondering what Garth wanted. Had he come to the same conclusion that she had, and came to propose an alliance against the Black King? Both guilds united would stand a far better chance against the machinations of the Black King, but an alliance could also alarm the other guilds, perhaps enough for a few to create an alliance of their own. As it stood, the Ivory Masks had no real allies they could call on, and two of the other guilds banding together, along with the Black King attacking them, would be catastrophic. The closest thing they had to an ally at the moment were the Cobalt Bruisers, and that was just a non-aggression pact. If the Ivory Masks were attacked, more than likely, no aid would be forthcoming from the Bruisers. Then again, the Blue King was notoriously erratic, and by that, she meant that Sam was a trolling asshole of a wild card. He was equally as likely to join their side or turn on them. Still, that was enough idle conjecture for the moment.
Regardless, Bowed Woods needed to hurry up and get to the point. With a sigh, Distant Sage moved her horse forward, her voice emanating from behind her mask.
"Get to the point, Garth. Some of us have things to do today besides be dramatic."
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Sam - Blue King: Gleeful Jackal
A blue shadow zipped across the rooftops of Faded City's Blue District, swinging from the sides of buildings with his grappling hooks. By now, this kind of parkour had become routine for Sam to the point where he didn't need to pay much attention to what he was doing, letting instinct and reflex take over. In fact, he often did his best thinking while dashing across rooftops and swinging from building to building.
With the Black King mobilizing a guild, surely her rivals, the Orange and White Kings, would be alarmed. Then again, this was Garth and Haruka he was talking about. Those two were practically unflappable. But they'd surely be planning something in response. And honestly, the Black King could wait for the moment. Players would be flocking towards her domain throughout the afternoon, and the Ivory Masks' territory wasn't that far of a detour. Plus, he wouldn't be harmed in White's territory. Not with that non-aggression pact they'd made. He couldn't say the same of Orange's domain, given his isolationist policy, so White would probably be easier to spy on. With his course determined, the Blue King whirled around, dashing across the side of a building as he changed course, making for the Ivory Masks' territory.
_
A short time later, Gleeful Jackal found himself hiding in stealth, crouched behind the relief atop the roof of a building overlooking the entrance to the Ivory Masks' Guild Hall. To his surprise, the Orange King was conversing with the White King in front of the Guild Hall, each accompanied by two of their guild members.
"Well, well. Isn't this interesting~" He muttered to himself as he started to listen in on their conversation, concealed by line of sight.
I'll get a post up soon. Need to get back into the Elder Scrolls mood again.
Meanwhile, this is the Cobalt Bruisers' theme.
Rodey mentioned in Skype chat and I figured I'd look at it.
Scarifar said
@Psyker Remember that there are 5 Dissolutions in the White King's Guild Hall, just saying.
Noticed, edited.
Sam Jensen - The Blue King, Gleeful Jackal
The instant class was let out, Sam was found at his usual spot in the massive lounge that served as the Cobalt Bruisers' real-life headquarters. As his fellow guild members walked in, whispering excitedly to each other about the Black King's recent declaration and looking expectantly at him for a statement, he simply smiled at seeing so many people excited over the game. Really, he'd have to thank the Black King for reinvigorating the players of Deep Ground Online. It was always nice to see people enjoying the game for what it was: a place for people to have fun and let loose.
When enough people had flooded into the lounge, Sam closed his eyes, linking into Deep Ground.
Welcome, Gleeful Jackal: Blue King.
A small boy materialized on in the Guild Hall of the Cobalt Bruisers, lounging back on his throne with a grin as he surveyed the assorted players milling about the building.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, sit down and shut up!" He bellowed, catching the attention of his guild, who turned to him excitedly. "Now I know you've all heard the Black King's announcement, and you're probably wondering what my policy's going to be. Well," He smiled, drawing a knife and twirling it about in his hand. "I'm going to head over to her domain and see what exactly is going on. Seeing as most of you aren't Assassins and those that are Assassins are mostly Hitmen, I'm pretty much the only one that can sneak around. In the meantime, do what you feel like. Take some quests, hunt some Dissolutions, kill anyone in our district that's trying to reach the Black King's domain, for all I care. And remember, don't do anything to start a war. With how the Black King's acting, we're probably going to get one sooner or later anyway." The Blue King rose from his throne, sheathing his knife as he did so.
"Anyways, I'm off to go stalk the Black King. Enjoy your day, guys!" Gleeful Jackal gave a final wave to his guildies and dashed to the side, leaping out a window with a whoop.
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Meilin Shen - Distant Sage
Unbeknownst to Haruka and Claire, Meilin actually was in the lecture hall that served as the Ivory Masks' real-life gathering spot. The problem was that she wasn't actually logged in. Instead, she was busy reading another one of her books. It took a nudge to her shoulder for her to look up, raising an eyebrow at the boy that was poking his guild's spymaster.
"Yes?" She asked, tearing herself away from the works of Locke.
"Err, the King was asking for you. Said something about you going with her to visit the Black King."
"Fine," Meilin sighed, reluctantly marking her page and setting her book down before she closed her eyes, logging into Deep Ground.
Welcome, Distant Sage.
The black-armored woman materialized conveniently in front of her King, giving White Terror a deferential bow.
"You rang?"
And then she noticed the Dissolutions in the Guild Hall. Jumping back up, she gathered hellfire in one hand while summoning her demonic knight with the other.
The instant class was let out, Sam was found at his usual spot in the massive lounge that served as the Cobalt Bruisers' real-life headquarters. As his fellow guild members walked in, whispering excitedly to each other about the Black King's recent declaration and looking expectantly at him for a statement, he simply smiled at seeing so many people excited over the game. Really, he'd have to thank the Black King for reinvigorating the players of Deep Ground Online. It was always nice to see people enjoying the game for what it was: a place for people to have fun and let loose.
When enough people had flooded into the lounge, Sam closed his eyes, linking into Deep Ground.
Welcome, Gleeful Jackal: Blue King.
A small boy materialized on in the Guild Hall of the Cobalt Bruisers, lounging back on his throne with a grin as he surveyed the assorted players milling about the building.
"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, sit down and shut up!" He bellowed, catching the attention of his guild, who turned to him excitedly. "Now I know you've all heard the Black King's announcement, and you're probably wondering what my policy's going to be. Well," He smiled, drawing a knife and twirling it about in his hand. "I'm going to head over to her domain and see what exactly is going on. Seeing as most of you aren't Assassins and those that are Assassins are mostly Hitmen, I'm pretty much the only one that can sneak around. In the meantime, do what you feel like. Take some quests, hunt some Dissolutions, kill anyone in our district that's trying to reach the Black King's domain, for all I care. And remember, don't do anything to start a war. With how the Black King's acting, we're probably going to get one sooner or later anyway." The Blue King rose from his throne, sheathing his knife as he did so.
"Anyways, I'm off to go stalk the Black King. Enjoy your day, guys!" Gleeful Jackal gave a final wave to his guildies and dashed to the side, leaping out a window with a whoop.
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Meilin Shen - Distant Sage
Unbeknownst to Haruka and Claire, Meilin actually was in the lecture hall that served as the Ivory Masks' real-life gathering spot. The problem was that she wasn't actually logged in. Instead, she was busy reading another one of her books. It took a nudge to her shoulder for her to look up, raising an eyebrow at the boy that was poking his guild's spymaster.
"Yes?" She asked, tearing herself away from the works of Locke.
"Err, the King was asking for you. Said something about you going with her to visit the Black King."
"Fine," Meilin sighed, reluctantly marking her page and setting her book down before she closed her eyes, logging into Deep Ground.
Welcome, Distant Sage.
The black-armored woman materialized conveniently in front of her King, giving White Terror a deferential bow.
"You rang?"
And then she noticed the Dissolutions in the Guild Hall. Jumping back up, she gathered hellfire in one hand while summoning her demonic knight with the other.
TheWindel said
and darn't you used that song for his theme....
Hey, I main Tager and Hakumen, not Hazama
TheWindel said
You may have a total of 9 unique skills. Obviously you'll have all 9 if you're Level 9.
Welp, time to go edit.
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