[b][u]Daniel - Free Runner[/u][/b]
"Oh come on!" Daniel cried out when he was forced out of D.G.P. [i]It was just getting to the good part, too,[/i] Daniel thought. He could still remember the 4 kings in front of him vividly. His mind soon went blank from boredom, and he leaned back on a chair, appearing almost like a vegetable. His mind snapped out of it soon enough, though, and he was already surfing on the web, moving through the forums involving D.G.P., which had quickly filled with threads about the shutdown of D.G.P. Daniel amused himself by reading these threads, seeing what theories people came up with to explain the phenomenon. There were also some interesting threads about people seeing massive amounts of Dissolutions before being kicked out of the game. Eventually Daniel got off the web, although reluctantly, and headed to his classroom for some boring learning.

Some time later, there was the announcement about how D.G.P. would be fixed the following day, which made Daniel look up in shock, dismayed at how he couldn't log in until that time. He slumped onto his desk, depressed, and barely listened to the second part of the announcement, which was something about hunting down a player named Corpse Collector and being welcomed to the Ebony Strykers. A dim light flashed in Daniel's mind and he suddenly sat up straight again. Corpse Collector.... that sounded familiar. When he waved to the armored truck, that person on it, that player's name appeared for a moment, but he was sure it definitely said "Corpse Collector". And when he barged into the Black Guild Hall, he definitely heard the words "Corpse Collector". He partially hid a smile underneath his hand as he thought about it. [i]This might actually be fun[/i], Daniel thought.
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[b][u]Michelle - Shooting Star-Yellow King[/u][/b]

Shooting Star was startled when alarms suddenly came on, along with an announcement telling people that they were going to be forced out of the game. She wondered what could have caused such damage to the game that everyone had to be forced out. Before she was kicked out, though, she saw Prediction paths appear, and she turned to see the source, which was some 4-armed creature launching chains at her and the other Kings. Before they reached her, though, Michelle suddenly awoke in the real world. [i]Wow, that was weird[/i], Michelle thought as she took off the device on her head that had connected her to D.G.P. and put her glasses on. She stood up and stretched her muscles, which she really needed after her body had been lying still for the past.... however long it had been. 

She surfed the web for any information on the shutdown, looking through the forums on D.G.P. She looked through the ones that caught her attention, and posted her opinions on the matter when she thought she should, and found that when people were being kicked out, there were also sightings of practically a country's worth of Dissolutions that had appeared. She bit her thumbnail as she read through the posts, troubled by the incident. She also wondered if the incident with the five Dissolutions she had fought in her own Guild Hall was related to this, and decided that it was too much of a coincidence for them to be separate. Either there was a massive glitch in the system.... or someone caused it to happen. She tensed at the thought, wondering who was capable of causing such a thing, then deciding that it would be next to impossible to do such a thing, and tried to put it off as paranoia. 

Then there was the announcement from the School President, saying that D.G.P. wouldn't be operational until the following day, and that a player named Corpse Collector needed to be hunted down. Michelle tossed away the thought in mind, as she couldn't do much about it in the real world, so she'd have to watt until D.G.P. was back online. In the meantime, though, she noticed a PM alert on her page, and she clicked it, showing a message for someone saying that he wished to join the Tinged Berserkers. Someone named The Undertaker... Michelle took a few moments to research the name and found that he was a highly-skilled sniper, as well as an infamous PKer in D.G.P. [i]Hmm.... I could use the extra members, but do I want my Guild to have a reputation for PKing?[/i] Michelle thought. She needed to consider as many facts as she could, then decide which held the highest priority and strongest authority. Her mind flashed back to something the Black King said...

[b]"...you're fairly new to the business of leading Guilds."[/b]

That may be true, but Michelle spent her entire life settling disputes and making negotiations with other students, so it was not anything she hadn't experienced before. She began typing out a reply to The Undertaker saying, "Sure, we can use the help. I should warn you, though, there might be some who will hate you for who you are, but as long as you don't do anything to them, I can guarantee-" She immediately stopped at that word, then deleted it and resumed typing. "[s]guarantee[/s]promise you protection from them. So, welcome to the Tinged Berserkers." With the message finished, she hit "Send" and sighed. Now that she thought about it, she decided that she really needed to change the name of the Guild. While the key members were indeed Berserkers, the guild was expanding, and it seemed almost [i]wrong[/i] for the Guild to seemingly center around Berserkers, even if only in name. She resolved to create a new name and change it when she got the chance.