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It evoked a feeling of impending doom to her, every time. That sense of returning to reality and leaving the place she most desperately needed to be. Looking up into the ceiling of a sun-lit classroom, its material dappled with off-white color. True scent entered her nose, crisp and natural. It was good, but it was not wanted. This disposition towards the virtual was not a disease of addiction that afflicted Hisoka Kurosawa, but rather a disease of fear and anticipation. Every second spent in the pointless and trivial world of pre-eighteen education was a second spent dawdling and doing nothing towards her needed future. The revelation of a temporary server shutdown angered her, but it did not show. Only a dull purple eye color shone through the poignant visage of her pale face.

Sitting within her classroom, Hisoka's head was tilted backwards, eyes gazing into the ceiling with a melancholy sense that she was lacking something stimulating... as if nothing there could rouse her senses beyond a vegetative stare. One with excellent perception might notice the ever-so slight tremors in her neck, as holding back the obnoxious ploys of a tiny devil trying to shake her about. They soon stopped as her head rolled forward, returning to the world around her. There was a long inhale, and then she held it; the air seemingly disappeared into some void within her lungs, in reality simply exiting with such a fine control that few could tell she was still breathing.

Disappointing.

Such was all she could muster to say in her head. How disappointing the failure in their programming was. How disappointing her removal was. How disappointing this classroom was. True, she might have been the Level 5 nobody known only as Aeon Crane in the DGP, barely noticed within her own guild all the same, but within the flesh and blood real world, she was of a standing greater than her "compatriots". They did not entertain her well. Hisoka's eyes traveled down to her desk where her arms and hands rested gracefully and neatly, still there from when she had entered the program. A water bottle sat next to it. Sipping from the pop-up cap, she did not recoil even as the luke-warm water touched her tongue. It had grown warm while she played in the simulation. Disappointing.

An announcement came over her World Interface, and her eyes returned to the ceiling. Invasion of enemy NPC's? What a breach of their security it must have been. Immediately the images of a greasy hacker hunched over before a hot glowing monitor appeared in her mind. A prank? A message? A moment of childish playfulness? Little consideration of something bigger passed over her mind. The issue of fame was much more pressing, and as she sat idly in the classroom, she knew well that the situation was not aiding her in that quest.

The Silent Marauders. The Orange King. These were words and characters that stuck in her present thoughts. The avatar Bowed Woods, guild leader of the Marauders. His appearance stood out in her mind's eye, standing with that poorly-executed smile. Hisoka's hands clenched for a moment but she quickly realized her control had slipped, and they returned to a flattened state upon the desk. Standing up with a perfect stance, she took her leave into the halls, heading for the Marauders assigned meeting room. Logic would lead her to believe they intended to gather under circumstances such as these, if only to spread rumor about the cause of the "influx" of enemy NPC's.

She was not curious, merely prompt.
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Attention! Attention! All players will be forcefully logged out of Deep Ground Online due to internal errors and damages! Attention! Attention! All players will be forcefully logged out immediately!

The Undertaker frowned a bit as he knew something serious was going on that could ruined the game him, but right now all he could do was watches as the castle turn into a series of number and digits before he was forcefully logged out back into the real world. He couldn't help but sighed thinking that the game could suffer some major downgrades cause of this. While sitting at his home desk/computer desk(I have no idea what time is it in this world.) he begun to wonder he could do to solve the problem.

He wanted answers about what was going on in his game, and it seem like the three of the seven kings knew what a idea what was going on. So he decide to use his home/school computer to see if he could use the official forums site to contact one of the kings. The first one to come in mind was a player he knew as Shooting Star the Yellow King so he decided to try to see if he could find a way to contact the Yellow King without going into the game. So for the first time he when on to the forum to start a thread that was titled Does anyone know the Yellow King Forum name?.

I wish to join the Yellow King's guild does anyone know her forum name?

After 5 minute playing his Portable Game System he decide to hit F5 on the keyboard to refresh the page.

"Everyone name is the same on the forum as it is in the game."

"Is that really The Undertaker"

"Ban this F*** nub!"

In least then 5 minutes the thread most consist of either help information, people surprise to see him here on the thread, and rude comments that was directed at him cause of his in-fame from being one of the best Player Killer in the game Snipers in the game. "I pretty sure you can go to jail for that post..." he thought, good thing that very few people knew his real identity.

@To Red Shot who give me that helpful info thanks for telling me, I wish i remember that earlier.

@To the people wondering if that was really me well the names are the same as the ones used in the game so there.

Mukuro then took a second wondering how he was going to reply to other player who clearly resend him, he then came up with a good respond.

@To my haters out their who mad...please keep crying your tears are delicious.

then under the sentence he tried post a a picture of a cup under there but he left out the [/I] that was suppose to go at the end of it cause he forgot how. Regardless he felt Empowered knowing that Very Few of his Haters could do nothing about what he was doing.

After Submitting his post he decide to contact her through the forum PM to talk to her.

Hello Yellow King this The Assassin Sniper know as The Undertaker, By what I seen I think that the Black King knows what going on with the game sudden falling a part like that and since you was near her earlier I assume she wishes to work with you. If that is true can I join your guild so I can help out with what going on?

He posted to her. Not really knowing how to asked her this properly nor does he have any ideas on her morel standing. After that he lean back against the chair wondering what he was going to do to pass the time.
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Donny Lee Yang - Arms Slave


After finally calming down, Donny left his private booth with his hands in his pockets. He'd need to had to the infirmary to get them bandaged up. "It's been too long since I've gotten to punch something. I've gotten soft..." He mumbled to himself. He checked into the infirmary and made sure no one was around. He helped himself to using the school's gauze and balms before leaving with his hands wrapped up in clean white bandages. He had heard the announcement about how Deep Ground was going to be down until tomorrow, which made Donny a bit irritated. More so when the second part of the announcement came; that the black king wanted them to hunt down Corpse Collector. "Of course. Because obviously someone called Corpse Collector is suppose to be the main badguy of the first arc. And you had to go and think she was just another player. You knew she was bad news the moment she jumped on your car, and you just played along like a damn fiddle." Donny continued to speak to himself as he headed towards the kitchens.

One thing he did when he wasn't on Deep Ground was cooking. Boy liked to eat, and he ate well. Purple Crown Academy did a good job at keeping their pantries well stocked and Donny was acquainted with the kitchen staff. He made himself something his mom taught him how to cook up. He didn't use much, just enough for him, and brought himself a bottle of soda. As he walked to a table to eat his mind lingered on many things.

First was the Ebon Strykers. He wondered if the Black King saw him, in his last act before being forcefully logged off, trying to remove the kings. He doubt anyone but him saw it, and perhaps that was a good thing. No need to be hunted down by all the guilds for a single petty act of desperation. But than again, it's not as though the Black King was being friendly either. If Donny remembered correctly, the black king had his blade to the neck of the white king. He guessed there was some hostilities between them all. Donny was still wondering if it was worth trying to join up with the Ebon Strykers. While fighting was for certain, why did the Black King want them to just hunt down Corpse Collector? You'd think he'd want them to take over territories, not go on a man hunt. Donny could guess that Corpse Collector also wasn't just your average player, and since Donny couldn't get a read on her character classes and such, she was likely a hacker like the Erasers. For all he knew, she could be one.

Corpse Collector was also another thing he thought about. Though Donny didn't know much aside from her name, it was obvious that she was using some program or hacks to hide her identity. She was probably using something else to give her teleporting powers as well, since she managed to get to and vanish from Donny without using any apparent skills that he's ever heard of. She was going to be a pain in the ass to deal with, and to that end he knew that he was going to have to find her. Not the character, but the player. He'd put out an Outlaw declaration on her if there hasn't already been one and look into what others have found so far later.

Speaking of Outlaws, Donny had some more jobs. He got a call from some Erasers about setting an example to some players. It must have been serious as they want him to start some fires. They would reward him handsomely once Deep Ground starts up again, so he looked over the names of the targets, their home address, and their scheduled. As he was eating and reading his messages, a large group of students were causing a ruckus. Apparently someone just found a severed dog's head in their lunchbox. Donny smirked.

Restu Goroshi - Dark Wraith


Restu was multitasking furiously. She was on sight at Deep Ground Online HQ and was working as one of the system managers trying to figure out what was causing the irregular influx of Dissolutions. Of course, this was just a cover. What she was also doing was planting her own backpacking system into the Deep Ground Servers, as she often does to ensure that her cheats are always operational. For the casual observer what she was doing was applying game Patches. But she was also on the Purple Crown Academy forums working her secondary job as a board moderator. A lot of complaints about Deep Ground's crash caused a wave of players to flood the board with questions and complaints, which she dealt with as the system admin told her to. Around the same time Restu was using her moderator privilege to find out more about "Corpse Collector". She could guess that whoever she was, she would do her best to wipe all trace of her existence out from the system, but as they say: Once it's on the internet it's never going away. It was just a matter of finding the right archive before she got some information on Corpse Collector. However if Corpse Collector was anything like Restu, this information could very well be false in order to throw off anyone searching for her. Restu would need to consult the other Erasers to cross-examine her findings and ensure that Restu was targeting the right person.

Not to say that Restu planned to take out Corpse Collector as soon as possible. Not one to let a crisis go to waste, Restu was already making more bugs and hacks to create various "Corpse Collectors" in the game. Restu planned to take advantage of Corpse Collector's status as public enemy to eliminate some Outlaws and other annoyances once the game starts up. These Corpse Collectors were basically Dissolutions in the shape of players; she'd have them stalk certain character and make their time online difficult, constantly attacking them while being functionally immortal. You wouldn't be able to defeat them; at best you'd escape them. She doubt they would last too long since someone would eventually catch wind of the bugged Dissolutions and patch them out, but since they were in the guise of Corpse Collector, the debuggers would looking for the eponymous player instead of her. It helped that all Restu was doing was making the code, and allowing her collaborators to actually figure out a way to insert into the game later on.

There was one last order of business that Restu wanted to handle for today. After finishing what she had to do at the DGO HQ, Restu went to go find Moon Rider's player. She figured that it would only be a matter of time before they'd meet face-to-face, and the sooner the better. She wanted to talk to her about the hit on Corpse Collector and whatever else Moon Rider knows about the player. If she wanted her gone, Restu was going to need to know everything she can. There shouldn't be any secrets between them if they were to trust each other with their business and aspirations.
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Daniel - Free Runner
"Oh come on!" Daniel cried out when he was forced out of D.G.P. It was just getting to the good part, too, 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. This might actually be fun, Daniel thought.
Michelle - Shooting Star-Yellow King

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. Wow, that was weird, 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. Hmm.... I could use the extra members, but do I want my Guild to have a reputation for PKing? 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...

"...you're fairly new to the business of leading Guilds."

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. "guaranteepromise 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 wrong 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.
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After Mukuro send a message through the school computer he decide to log off so none of his classmate would know that he's the undertaker. After getting off the computer he decide climb the stairs to get up to the school roof(Which is likely against the rules) where he could lead down on the ground and looks at the cloud above him to past the time. 10 minute afterword Mukuro remember that he basically had a portable computer tablet in his backpack so he decide to use it instead of the school computer to help keep his secret. He then sat on the air-vent While he log back on to the forum site to see if his Shooting Star character reply back yet, he was glad to see her reply so quickly.

"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. "guaranteepromise you protection from them.

After reading his or her message he was glad to know that she knew who he was, but before of his arrogants he found it a bit funny how she offered him protection. He then took 10 minutes wondering how he should imply.

Thanks, just please remember to tell your guys to attack me cause I got personal zero tolerance policy, likewise I try to avoid attacking them by mistake. I see if can help farm your guild when the game comes back up. He replied yawning as he typed it. After that was done he decided to lay back down on the ground with his arm under his head, looking up at the sky.
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School President Yoshino Tsugumi

Once she was sure her message had gotten through to the entire student populace, Tsugumi leaned back in her revolving chair and sighed for what was the third exact time that day. Glitches and downed servers and all sorts of pissed off gamers....and who did they put in charge? Her of course. How gratifying. The girl with the glasses immediately sat straight up though when the door to her small office opened without warning.

Entering into her domain was a girl with red hair and dressed in the standard Purple Crown uniform. She glanced nervously towards her senpai, though it was Tsugumi who should have felt flustered. Suddenly self-conscious of herself, the dark-haired girl fiddled with her glasses to avoid direct eye contact. Taking this as a sign of disapproval, the red head immedtialy bowed in respect.

"A-Ah, Tsugumi-sama! S-Sorry for the intrusion! I-I mean, you did a lovely speech and well I...er...um...."

A soft sigh from the President.

"Go ahead Tokisaki-san," she said gently. "I'm not going anywhere."

"Ah! Of course not! It's just, well with all this talk of the Black King returning, and eveyone knowing you're her public representive and all that, the rest of the Student Council wanted to offer you a break...maybe coffee or something?"

Yoshino's initial blank stare turned to one of a small smile. The Student Council had always backed her up in any matter, even when her job as speaker proved to be much too enigmatic or time-consuming for either of them to comprehend. They were good people, and they really did mean well.

But even so....

"Sorry Tokisaki-san, but I have a lot of work to catch up on. My client and I both agree that only those of diligent work can prosper. Right?"

Tokisaki looked a little crestfallen, but nodded in understanding.

"R-Right....Senpai, you're so devoted to her."

"Indeed. I guess you could say our partnership runs deep, huh?" She said this teasingly, knowing this would only cause more rumors to surface about the two; some were just plain funny.

"Maybe I'll catch up with you all...tomorrow?"

The red head brightened at that.

"Alright, tomorrow it is! And we're all paying for you, ok? No trying to steal the check like last time!"

Before Tsugumi could protest, the other girl had already left in a hurry with a closed door following behind her. Allowing herself a small chuckle, the School President leaned back once more and closed her eyes to focus.

Right then.

It was time to put some plans in motion. Using the mental link of her mind, she utilized the transmitting device near her ear to log into the DGP forums. Scrolling through the various threads of numerous topics, she found the one player she was searching for.

A member of the Sweepers as well as one of the forum's many managers. Pondering her words carefully, she typed away at a personal message using the holographic keyboard hovering above her desk before sending the message. Now all she had to do was wait for whatever happened next.

Greetings Dark Wraith. This is your School President. Please make your way to my office immedtialy so that we may discuss our next step forward in the Corpse Collector Case. My client is very interested in the services you can provide for the Ebony Strykers. We await your arrival."
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~Fiona~


Attention! Attention! All players will be forcefully logged out of Deep Ground Online due to internal errors and damages! Attention! Attention! All players will be forcefully logged out immediately!

Damn. I didn't even reach the tower. A little upset that Fiona didn't get the chance to meet the Black King just yet, she let Deep Ground do what it had to regardless. No point sticking around if the game had internal damages. Who knew what kind of effects that could have on a person? Fiona was already short an arm, and she wasn't willing to lose something else too. Not for something like getting to meet the Black King, however much it was her goal at the moment. Instead, Fiona leaned back in her seat and linked back up to the World Interface, taking a look at the DGP forums. As the threads could hint, most people seemed pretty riled up at the moment. And then...

"Attention all students of Purple Crown Academy and of the World Interface. Please, do not be alarmed by the sudden technical difficulties we are enduring right now. Our team is investigating the matter thoroughly and it appears that it was only a massive lag caused by an influx of enemy NPCs. Deep Ground Online will be functional again in the following day.”

“And now, a message from the Black King. She deeply apologizes for the missed opportunity for the majority of you in meeting her. However, she states that for all of those who pledge allegiance to the Ebony Strykers, the next Guild meeting shall be tomorrow within the Black Kingdom, the same as today. And….the Black King has made her first orders to her new Guild. She desires for all of her followers to hunt down and bring her the player known as Corpse Collector to Black Kingdom as soon as possible. That is all. Thank you for your time and patience. Oh…and welcome to the Ebony Strykers.”

Corpse Collector? Who was that? In any case, Fiona's gut told her things were going to get interesting...
~Ariel~


"Think of it like a direct order from your King," Alex said to a lesser guildmate with a tone smooth enough to make a baby's bottom jealous. "Sunday at four sound good? I really think we can co-operate better if we get to...know each other..." For the course of about five seconds, Alex's entire expression went blank. And when it re-ignited, the fierce glint in the eyes was unmistakable. Immediately straightening her posture, Alex looked at the lesser Harley and asked "What did I do?"

"I-I'm pretty sure you asked me on a date..."

"Cancel it. We need to figure out this Black King--"

“And now, a message from the Black King. She deeply apologizes for the missed opportunity for the majority of you in meeting her. However, she states that for all of those who pledge allegiance to the Ebony Strykers, the next Guild meeting shall be tomorrow within the Black Kingdom, the same as today. And….the Black King has made her first orders to her new Guild. She desires for all of her followers to hunt down and bring her the player known as Corpse Collector to Black Kingdom as soon as possible. That is all. Thank you for your time and patience. Oh…and welcome to the Ebony Strykers.”

"...speak of the devil. She sends her lackey to deliver the message like always." Looking at her guildmate, Ariel said "Go spread the word to the other Harleys that we'll also be having a guild meeting. Tomorrow, in the Red Kingdom's throne room. Failure to attend from any single member will not be tolerated. And make sure they don't talk about it on the forums."

"Aye-aye, ma'am!" The lesser Harley took off, looking for any sign of her guildmates.

As for Ariel, she had things to figure out. Who was the Black King? Who was Corpse Collector, and why was she anything of a concern? And of course, how many guildmates could she find today to spread the word to? And could she form an alliance with the other Kings in light of these new circumstances. Linking up to the World Interface, Ariel started up a thread of her own. The title? Calling All Kings The content?

In light of the Black King coming out, DGP crashing, and a big announcement calling out one player specifically, we obviously have things to discuss. By that, I mean everybody who wasn't an enigma before today. With the exclusion of the Black King, I'm hereby calling a meeting for the six of us; as I said, we've obviously got things to discuss in light of these new circumstances. Show up at the library during lunch tomorrow. Kings only.

I'll be waiting.
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What a fluid motion. It seemed that Moon Rider’s skill with sharp things has increased since Haruka had last seen her. At this point, the drawing of her sword was probably equal to the <<Quick Draw>> skill that White Terror employed so heavily. Not that Moon Rider, being a single-sword user, would have any use for that, but it was an apt comparison.

Smiling fearlessly despite the cold steel that stilled itself just inches away from her neck, the White King’s six eyes rolled themselves in unison when Blue appeared, having used Mecha-Bucephalus as a platform to jump off. Turning around to face the Assassin King, she replied, “I’ll be billing you if there’s any permanent damage, alright?”

Really, it was pretty silly, seeing how judgemental and angry and PMS-y Blackie was getting. Shrugging and placing a white, clawed hand on the blade, she replied, “You should have expected all the Kings to be coming over, making such a public announcement and all. And no, Blue and Orange just tagged along, I’m guessing.”

With three of her eyes winking, she suggested, “Or maybe Blue was just stealthed here the whole time? Have you invested in True Vision yet, my friend?”

Before she could go on further though, a system announcement rang through the gloomy halls. Turning about and watching as the walls turned siren-red, the girl furrowed her brows from underneath her mask. The problem was getting worse, now was it? It was a lot of Dissolutions to be missing out on, and at the same time, it coincided too well with Moon Rider’s own announcement of opening the doors of the Ebony Strykers. Planned? Or…

Suddenly, as reality began to crossfade into her vision, the Black King closed in, not with attacks, but words.

What a surprise. That recluse could use non-threatening words after all. She was beginning to think that Moon Rider had forgotten that some things could be settled through talking alone.
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Slowly, Haruka opened her eyes, yawning like she always had whenever she left the realm of the Deep Ground. Standing up from her seat in the lecture hall and taking a look at the clock, the short-haired girl promptly decided that it was a good time for dinner, and was about to, when she remembered that she might as well say something to all the Ivory Masks present in the lecture hall.

It was pretty much at full capacity at that point, and, coughing to get their attention, she waved cheerily and said, “Well, that was quite a server hiccup, wasn’t it? I’ll be setting up a new discussion thread in the Ivory Masks forum, so if you have anything to contribute or speculate, send your thoughts there. Meilin, if you have the time, see if you can figure out when exactly the Dissolution numbers began spiking, and where they appeared. If it’s random, then it’s random, but if there’s a pattern…well, figuring out a routine’s the best way to catch an annoying person, isn’t it?”

Picking up her bag and finishing off her miniature speech, Haruka said, “I’ll be leaving for dinner now. Just text me if you need me…but try not to do it for trivial questions, because my phone doesn’t like having a billion messages.”
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After hearing Haruka's announcements, and as fellow guild members began to exit the room, Claire blended into the flow of people as they made their way outside and in diverging directions to wherever they may need to be. While she should absolutely be training or something similar to it, the whole thing was still bothering he. More than likely, she'd end up snooping around to hear anything worthwhile about what happened today, even outside of the Ebony guildhall, surely someone would know something. But also, it really wasn't her business to go looking into such things, and she had other things to worry about outside of Deep Ground.

Grumble grumble~

"Too much to think about, too little time."

Noticing that she had been standing in an empty hallway zoning out, Claire decided to make her way to the double-doors at the end of the hall. In the "socializing" area of sorts at the west of the school, it was outside with a lot of tables and was relatively close to the cafeteria, a place where people took a break from the digital aspects of their life and just talked or relaxed outside. It was an optimal place to make friends, enemies, or gather information. So, Claire made her way to a mostly full bench towards the epicenter of this hub, as casually that she possibly could. Sitting next to a younger looking brown-haired girl who seemed to be keeping to herself.



Stomping her way towards the building she had exited before, Claire was very much in a hurry back to her room. Reliving the moments of when she heard the news about the Black King, she sped down the hall and up the stairs, she was already at the door of room when she could hear her little Vucari barking at the door. Sighing in ultimate relief, she unlocked her door and slowly slumped her way in only to drop face first onto her bed. The little Klee Kai jumped shortly after her, balling up in a warm spot by Claire's arm.

"Nnn wnnn nnnt stnnnd frrr thnns!" Was the sound that emitted as Claire announced into the silken sheets her feelings, about the dog thing, not the Deep Ground stuff, that wasn't her problem remember?

Sitting up quickly, hugging the cream white pillow that she brought along to her lap. Activating her interface and making her way to the public forums, she could see a whole lot of talk about what was going on today, and some other stuff that didn't really seem important at the time being. What was important, however, is the message she planned on relaying to a certain somebody.

"To the heartless scum whom ended a poor dog's life today. Be afraid!" She posted in the general discussions section, using her own name and all that came with it.

Remembering Haruka's words from earlier, Claire figured while she was here, may as well text her.

"If you need me for anything let me know, I'm mourning for a stranger's dog's life right now. So I'll be in my room until something comes up. Love ya<3"
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Garth Wright | Bowed Woods - The Orange King

The flying mecha horse had taken off at a break-neck speed that the young King had not expected. Thankfully, being in the front and not clinging to one of the people behind him, no one noticed the cold sweat that was forming on his brow despite the lack of any other signs of fear. The great Bowed Woods of the Silent Marauders was afraid of heights. Even virtual heights.

The anxiety of moving at such an unbelievable pace through the air, and on something that was so easy to fall off of as a horse such as this, had the King in quite the position. Show. No. Weakness Suddenly, approaching the White King appeared to have been the worst idea of his entire life.

"Uh, boss." It was the voice of Zealous Calm.
"What is it?" Was all that Woods could manage.
"We've overshot our destination... By a lot."

...Shit.

He tried to pull on the reins, to turn the monstrosity around much as Terror had done, but the thing was unresponsive, and he only managed to increase the altitude even farther. After a brief silence, Woods spoke again. "Nobody speak of this, on the punishment of repeated death." He received no response.

Attention! Attention! All players will be forcefully logged out of Deep Ground Online due to internal errors and damages! Attention! Attention! All players will be forcefully logged out immediately!


Just as the announcement blared, The Orange King's surroundings began to melt, and the sight of the ceiling fan of his office in the Orange Guild's headquarters faded into the spot where he had just been looking. He had been made Garth again. He looked around, still slightly dazed from the past few seconds. He could see from his second story window that overlooked the meeting hall of his Guild that many of the Silent Marauders were already filing in; they probably awaited some announcement pertaining to recent events. Garth sighed. It was time to speak in front of this entire lot of unappeased folk.

Allen Docson | Curved Solitaire

The events transpiring in the Black King's halls escalated in their bizarre ways. Another pair of kings had busted through, according to White, The Orange King was in the area too, more strange people joined in the conversation... It was placing a very claustrophobic air over the once lonely place. But before anything else placed his notice, Curved Solitaire finally registered the notice that his passive had activated.

He looked behind him and registered the face and name of Free Runner. Solitaire nodded in answer to Runner's question, even going so far as to mention his (very) recent joining of her Guild. But before their conversation could continue further, the same message being broadcast to the entire Deep Ground reached them.

Allen was in his room, lying comfortably on his bed. The late afternoon sun was drifting lazily in the sky, and highlighted the various bits of dust which drifted through the air. He swung his legs over, and began to stretch. Maybe I should get to my homework... The fact that such an occurrence as everyone being forcibly ejected from DGO was not startling to the Docson boy at all. It was a server error, nothing to be worried about, yet at the same time, he was figuring it to be, at the very least, a side effect of the hacker activity his new liege had brought up before.

Before he could put pencil to paper, Allen's thoughts were disrupted by yet another announcement; this one from the Student Council President, and liaison of the Black King herself. It was pretty standard, and contained much of the information that had been distributed while in the presence of the Black King herself. An interruption was an interruption still, and the short distraction had focused Allen on other things... Things such as his stomach. Perhaps now was a good time to stop by the cafeteria... and begin working toward his assignment as a new Ebony Stryker. Hell, perhaps it was time to get in contact with the Dark Wraith who was meant to be training him.
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Daniel - Free Runner

Daniel sighed as he stared at the ceiling while slouching on his chair. He stared at his books, wondering if he should do his homework yes, then decided to put it off for now. I'll do it later..., he thought as he left the room he was in and walked around the school. As he walked, he was tapped on the shoulder. He turned around to see a girl, who was slightly out of breath.

"Hey, you're one of the Scarlet Harleys, right?" she asked.

"Uh, yeah. Why?" Daniel asked.

"The Red King wants every Harley to know that there'll be a guild meeting tomorrow, at the throne room. It's mandatory," she replied. "Oh, and don't talk about it on the forums."

"Right, got it. You can go now," Daniel said, and the messenger ran off to look for the rest of the Harleys.

I'll probably forget about it tomorrow if I don't remind myself, Daniel thought, and made a mental note to remind himself somehow.
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That being done, Michelle grabbed a notepad and started writing a list of names for the guild, crossing out those she thought were unsuitable for the guild. While doing so, she realized that she should get her advisors into the discussion with her. She set up a thread, set with a password that only they knew. Now, all she needed now was time.
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Hibiki arrived back at school ready to look for Corpse Collector. First thing she did after finding a place to sit was look on the forums for any hint of who Corpse Collector was or if anyone was looking for her. So far no one seemed to mention her at all, though there were plenty of other things to talk about. Most asked questions about why Deep Ground was down, while others were threads started about the guilds and their kings. Someone mentioned something about a dead dog? "Ew, why would someone do that?" All in all however, no one seemed to be looking for Corpse Collector. Hibiki thought maybe she could follow the thread about the Kings, but just how was she suppose to get in? Hide out in the library the whole day, hopefully undetected? She wondered if she could put a camera in the library to record their session. On one of her birthdays her parents got her a little "Spy Kit" with cameras and such. And given who they were, it was very high-quality stuff, almost legitimate spying equipment simple enough for Hibiki to use.

With no leads and nothing to do Hibiki figured she would try to check up on Deep Ground again. To her surprise, it seemed to be back online. She wasn't sure if this was a bug or something else. With nothing else to try, Hibiki logged back into Deep Ground.
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"Piss and chips! Look at all these mobs!"

Arms Slave roared as he struggled to escape the horde of Dissolutions. He's had run in with them before, and with tactics and quick reactions he could often handle them alone. But even his skills won't matter when there are at least thirty or so of them barring down on you. He could handle three or four of them with clever thinking, but the amount that was roaming the Black City was ridiculous.

"This must be what those people at the DG HQ are trying to fix! Why are there so many of these bastards here anyways?"

The Dissolutions didn't have much means to break through the armored hull of Arms Slave's truck, but there were too many of them for him to just try to mow down. Their amorphous figure also made it difficult for physical damage to affect them, as their form would simply warp and flex with each impact. Usually you'd need blast or magic attacks to do any harm to them, but right now there was simply too many for him to worry about that. He needed to escape them, and hopefully figure out where Corpse Collector was.

If there was one thing about the Black City that Arms Slaved like however, it was that it was the perfect place for snipers. Lots of hard-to-reach places that makes it difficult for even flying types to get around. But for someone like Arms Slave, obstacles where trivial. If he wants to be somewhere, he will be there. In this instance, he was also going to take his truck there. "Hang on Hungry Jaws, this ride is about to get bumpy."

Flooring the gas pedal Arms Slave had his truck go full speed towards an uphill incline. It appeared to be a simply sloped elevation, but Arms Slave knew the lay out of the city well enough that if he could get enough air he could launch his truck onto the roof of a building. From there he'd have to carefully manure and burst speed to practically parkour his way across the roofs. For post this was a ridiculous idea that destroyed any suspension of disbelief. But for Arms Slave it was the only thing he can do to escape the Dissolutions and get some breathing space for him and Hungry Jaws. Reaching the peek of the slope Arms Slave activated the turbo and sent his truck flying through the air. He clipped the edge of the building with his rear bumper, but he made it. Just one obstacle down as he continued to defy the odds and traverse the roof tops in his truck. He had effectively lost the Dissolutions when he ramped off the slope, but now he was just showing off. This was a ploy to draw out the Corpse Collector however; if she was around, she would notice a truck vaulting over buildings. And if she didn't see that, than she should hear this.

"CORPSE COLLECTOR I'M CALLING YOU OUT! Ebon Skryters has a bounty on your head and I aim to collect! You found me before but I bet you can't catch me this time! I'm going to get you, and when I do, your ass is mines!" Arms Slave boasted and taunted Corpse Collector.

Restu Goroshi - Dark Wraith


To: "Curved Solitaire"
From: "Dark Wraith"
Subject: Training

Hello Curved Solitaire. I'm sorry that we didn't get much of a chance to talk before Deep Ground crashed on us, but I wanted us to get started on our training. I have it on good authority that Deep Ground isn't entirely down, though it is rather buggy. If you have time, please log in as soon as possible. You should still be at the Black Citadel, and I will be near by waiting for you. Hope to see you soon!"

That's the e-mail that Retsu sent to Allen Docson after she had left Tsugumi's office. Right now Retsu was more concerned with trying to shut down Corpse Collector for good; training Allen was more of a secondary objective. She planned to have him face down Corpse Collector with the others to increase their survivability and stall for time. She, of course, will also be there as Dark Wraith, however she also needed to focus her attention on more physical matters.

Currently she was heading back to the Deep Ground Network HQ.She had some unfinished business there and was going to offer her assistance in culling some of the current bugs, such as the increase in Dissolutions, as well as making sure the Corpse Collector Dissolutions she made get put to good use. She needed to focus her full attention to Deep Ground since she was going to have Dark Wraith involved in battling Corpse Collector, but she also still needed to alter the code in the Deep Ground Network. To that end she was going to rely on some bots; while she would still have fine control over her character, she'd leave things like evasion, triggering her skills, and using items to an advance in-game AI. Restu only needed to stay on to communicate with the others and gather Intel on Corpse Collector, but didn't care much for the combat. Once logged in, Retsu was quick to start cleaning up the area of excess Dissolutions. She kept a few around which she quickly dispatched and made into her undead thralls.

Dark Wraith entered Deep Ground with a console command that would allow her to identify bugs and deal with them immediately. In game play terms, this meant she could effectively delete Dissolutions and other obstacles in her path. She wasn't even using any illegal programs; she was simply using the same tools most of the in-game moderators and debuggers would be using. She would, of course, keep this a secret from everyone else. While she had powers of a administrator, she was very much not one. To ensure that she continues to do what she does, she has to make sure that this remains a secret. That means that once Curved Solitaire shows up she won't be able to rely on her console commands so long as he is around. She did rely on other hacker programs however, namely Cherry Hunter. Booting it up she began was able to track down other players in Deep Ground and found Arms Slave and Hungry Jaws not too far away. She also used it to track down Corpse Collector. She may have evaded Dark Wraith and the other Erasers before, but that was simply because they were never aware of her existence. Now that they know, there was no escape. All Dark Wraith needed now was some time...
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"Piss and chips! Look at all these mobs! This must be what those people at the DG HQ are trying to fix! Why are there so many of these bastards here anyways?"

"From the Black King's announcement, and the fact that Corpse Collector is logged in during all this, she's probably involved somehow." Made sense to Shou, anyway. Some player like that shows up and the game crashes shortly afterward? Not exactly something that sounded like a coincidence. Even so, there was no way to know for certain.

""CORPSE COLLECTOR I'M CALLING YOU OUT! Ebon Skryters has a bounty on your head and I aim to collect! You found me before but I bet you can't catch me this time! I'm going to get you, and when I do, your ass is mines!"

"We know you're out here somewhere," Jaws shouted out, following in suit with Arms Slave. "And we know we can kick your ass all day every day! Might as well come out of hiding and save yourself the trouble!"
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Corpse Collector

As day soon turned into evening for the teenage residents of Purple Crown Academy, they were free to spend the night doing anything of their choosing. Perhaps they needed to actually sit down and study for once because school was still a factor in life, albeit an extremely small one. Perhaps there were some fools who had become so addicted to Deep Ground, they’d do anything to log back in, not at all aware that the system was currently back online.

Some would be outside in the real world, planning moves and creating strategies to utilize against their enemies as news of the Black King’s Guild soon spread like wildfire. Some would even become suspicious of the whole coincidence and perhaps were brave to discover the truth themselves. Whether that be in the real world or Deep Ground was entirely up to them….

But for a certain few, the night was far from over. In the ruins of the Faded City location within Deep Ground Online, a player Avatar wearing a pristine, white coat twirled her single revolver in one hand. The sound of yelling caught her off guard, making her merry little skip stop in mid-stride.

"CORPSE COLLECTOR I'M CALLING YOU OUT! Ebon Skrykers has a bounty on your head and I aim to collect! You found me before but I bet you can't catch me this time! I'm going to get you, and when I do, your ass is mines!"

"We know you're out here somewhere. And we know we can kick your ass all day every day! Might as well come out of hiding and save yourself the trouble!"

“Oh?”

In a mere blink, the renegade player appeared in front of the two warriors. Smiling, she gave a little twirl and clasped her hands together like an excited child on a Friday afternoon.

“Oh goody! I get to play with someone! Not like that icky Black King…she can go to hell, that bitch…”
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"Waaaah!"

Smitten Kitten was running as fasts as her character could, jumping across gaps and running on ledges, all to escape the Dissolutions on her tails. Her Sticky Runes were very helpful for this, but she could only use them so many times before they were put on cool-down and she didn't have a lot of skills with mobility. She had been following the truck with the two players in it but the sheer mass of Dissolutions chasing them forced Smitten Kitten to find her own way to chase them, which only served to get herself chased as well. She did moderately okay trying to run across the rooftops, but only if conditions were right, such as the caps being five-feet apart or there being an open window of some sort on the floor below she could land through. Sometimes she'd use her Explosive Runes to boost her jumps, but she learned that all it did was attract unwanted attention.

One such unwanted admirer was a large bird-like Dissolution. It kept swooping down at her but she was able to dodge it. But if more Dissolutions show up it'll be harder for her to focus on dodging the bird while also avoiding everyone else. But she had an idea. Smitten Kitten ran to a large roof area near the end of the block. She was effectivly trapped, with no way to go back back where she went. The Bird Dissolutions knew this, and so did she. Smitten Kitten created one more Sticky Rune and waited for the bird to come swooping down. When it did, instead of dodging she jumped up and grabbed the bird's lag. In a turn of events, she actually managed to pull the bird down just a little, enough for it to activate the stick run and get stuck. After that Smitten Kitten created a series of Explosion Runes and did big chucks of damage against the Bird Dissolution, but she didn't kill it. When it was low on health she used her Befriend skill on it and it became her ally.

Now with a flying creature Smitten Kitten had a way to avoid most of the Dissolutions. All she needed to worry about now was other flying Dissolutions, but she was more interested in tailing the truck. To her surprise she found it being driven across the roof tops. But down below, she could also see another familiar person, Corpse Collector. "Hey, I wonder what they're up to..." Smitten Kitten stayed in the skies and watched, waiting for the right moment to jump in.
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Daniel - Free Runner

Daniel was back in his dorm, lying in bed, and he was bored. Having to wait one day was incredibly boring. He tried other things to fend off the boredom, but nothing worked. It was hard to focus when all you could think about was jumping through the air on D.G.O. On an impulse, he tried to log in, and was surprised to find that it worked.

Welcome, Free Runner

In seconds he found himself back in the Black Guild Hall. It was rather bare now that the Kings were gone, but there was nothing he could do about that. Instead he turned around to leave, and was greeted with the startling sight of about a million Dissolutions outside. "Well things just got more interesting," Daniel said to himself as he pulled his shotgun out from the holster on his back. He charged at one and jumped toward the Dissolution. It attempted to intercept him mid-leap, but Daniel merely double-jumped backwards and discharged both shells within his shotgun at the Dissolution. It did heavy damage, but didn't kill it. Daniel quickly reloaded as the Dissolution slowly moved toward him, then fired again, firing only one shell this time, but killing the Dissolution.

Daniel gathered the xp crystals, then leaped over hordes of Dissolutions. He even stepped on a few of their heads as he jumped, quickly reaching an alleyway and wall jumping between the two buildings, quickly teaching the rooftops. Daniel sighed in relief, glad to be back in his element, and looked down. He could see Dissolutions everywhere, which was unsurprising, but he also noticed the truck he passed by earlier. He looked at the truck more carefully, and... was that Corpse Collector? This had Daniel raise an eyebrow and wonder what she was doing here.
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"WAAARGH!" Arsm Slave Shouted as he crashed his Truck right where Corpse Collector appeared. Certain taht it would have hit for massive damage, Arms Slave ejected himself out of the truck as it exploded into a large ball of fire. Somehow however, he didn't think that Corpse Collector would be so easily beaten. Once he got to his feet Arms Slave brandished his weapons. Or rather, his armor; four tower shields with sharpened edges and nine protruding spikes to impale his enemies. Best of all since they were "Off-Hand", he can use his Chain Catch with them. He stood ready to see if Corpse Collector was killed, or if he should start charging.

Retsu Goroshi - Dark Wraith


Dark Wraith watched from afar the battle the two Sweepers had with Corpse Collector. She than detected the presence of two more players, Smitten Kitten and Free Runner. She wasn't sure how they would interfere with the battle but it mattered little to Dark Wraith. She merely watched from her undisclosed location as Retsu was working on something else at the DG HQ. Curved Solitaire seemed to be a no show, so Retsu would have to improvise and call in some other players. Other Sweepers.
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