[b][u]Sam Jensen: Gleeful Jackal - Blue King[/u][/b]

"Well," Sam muttered under his breath as he left the auditorium alongside the rest of his peers. "That happened." 

In hindsight, he should have seen this coming. Considering how much the Ebon Strykers were pressuring all of the other colored guilds, including his own, it would make sense for Moon Rider to outright declare war against them all. Considering his guild was one of the few to actually hold back the Ebon Strykers with minimal losses over the past month, he wouldn't even have been concerned. That is, if it weren't for the fact that apparently Black was allied with the Sweepers now. How the hell did she even get a bunch of guildless, tryhard solo players to ally with her? If anything else, this at least effectively doubled the Ebon Strykers' fighting strength, given how many people actually called themselves Sweepers. 

Honestly, this would be a terrible situation for the Cobalt Bruisers if it weren't for the fact that most of the other guilds were faring worse, due to the fact that they'd spent a month fighting amongst each other to appoint new Kings. Hell, despite the Bruisers' relative lack of casualties, they'd still had a hell of a time pushing the Strykers back. And it wasn't like either of their respective Kings could even the odds, either. Gleeful Jackal had spent the entire duration of the invasion fighting Moon Rider toe-to-toe. They'd both been evenly matched, but neither had revealed much of their skills to each other, relying mainly on autoattacks. In the end, only the servers going down for scheduled maintenance had managed to separate the two Kings from their duel. Thankfully, Sam had remembered to record the battle, like he did whenever he went up against anyone notable. The footage had gone up on Youtube, and the Bruisers came away looking all the better with it, being one of the only guilds capable of holding back both the Strykers and Moon Rider herself. 

When Sam returned to his dorm, the first thing he noticed was that he'd gotten a private message from the Red King. Hoping that this one wasn't as psychotic as Ariel had been, Sam opened the message, and was pleasantly surprised. An alliance between all six of the colored guilds against the Black King and the Sweepers? Absolutely fucking based. With this, they should probably have enough manpower to hold Moon Rider and her lackeys back, weak as most of the guilds were at the moment. Grinning, Sam sent his agreement to the alliance and proceeded to log into Deep Ground right after. Closing his eyes, he proceeded to link into Deep Ground. 

[b][i]DeepGround.exe LOADED
Welcome: Gleeful Jackal - Blue King.[/i][/b]

Gleeful Jackal spawned slouching back in the Blue King's throne, bringing the guild hall to a halt when they saw their leader arrive. Standing up, the Blue King spread his hands out, grinning. 

"Alright, so I take it we've all heard the news? Blackie's allied her guild with the Sweepers. Yeah, those edgy assholes. What are we going to do, you ask? Well, problem's already solved. All six remaining guilds are entering an alliance to kick the Ebon Strykers' shit in. So as of this moment, attacking members of any other colored guild is banned until either the alliance falls through or we take down Moon Rider and her little white knights. Anyways, the plan stays the same." Gleeful Jackal started walking towards the entrance of the guild hall, grinning maliciously. "From this moment, it's total war against the Strykers. All squads group up, gear up, and get ready to move out into Black's territory. The plan's still in effect. Guerilla teams, you know what targets to hit. Get in, steal everything that's not nailed down, explode what you can't steal, and get out. Combat squads, you're going headhunting. If they're Strykers, waste them. If they're unaligned, they're probably Sweepers. Teabag their corpses after you're done with them. If they're a colored guild, link up and start killing shit together. Just remember you've only got an hour before you get the hell out and get back here. Any longer and you'll probably get boxed into enemy territory. Now get out there and start killing shit, guys." He finished to cheers from the Bruisers. Finally, they could take the offensive back against the Strykers. If the Cobalt Strykers loved anything, it was a good scrap, and all-out war was even sweeter. The various guild members began to disperse, leaving the Blue King to walk out of the guild hall on his lonesome. 

"Boss!" A Cobalt Sniper serving as a scout came rushing towards him atop a pegasus mount, leaping off as soon as she was in range of her King. "The Strykers are massing near the Rangers' guild hall! There's too god damn many of them, and they brought a shitton of artillery and vehicles too!" 

"...Welp. The Rangers are weak enough as it is. Probably going to need help holding back a full-scale assault." Gleeful Jackal frowned. "And I just sent out all our guys to hit Black. We can't miss the opening that gives us either. Alright, here's what's we'll do. You get to your squad, and I'll go deal with this myself. Good work, pal." As the Sniper nodded and ran off, the Blue King drew his grappling hooks and took off for the Green King's territory. 

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Ten minutes later, Gleeful Jackal crouched atop a building overlooking the battlefield that was the Fanged Rangers' guild hall. Jackal whistled at the carnage of the scene before him, even though the battle had just begun. The Ebon Strykers had gone all out and brought quite a large portion of the previous White King's stolen arsenal with them. With that amount of firepower behind them, the Rangers wouldn't last long. Time to even the odds a bit. 

Drawing his knives, Gleeful Jackal descended upon the Strykers' artillery like a wraith, efficiently getting stealth kill after stealth kill on the whooping, overexcited artillerymen in the back line. Momentary flickers of blue flashed across portions of the Ebon Strykers' artillery line before each section went silent in turn, ceasing to fire entirely. 

The Blue King had come to play.