Jukebox laughed to himself at Nies’ exaggerated panic[color=00a651] “First, we are going anywhere that’s not here. Second, we don’t [i]want[/i] to stop! What we want is to get away! Pardon me, kitty”[/color] putting Smitten Kitten in the front passenger seat Jukebox looked out the back window, hoping they somehow managed to get away. What Jukebox saw frankly scared him. The mass of Dissolutions seemed to grow with a few clinging to the car as it sped away from the gelatinous mass. One made it in, pushing Jukebox to the car floor trying to stab at him.[color=00a651] [i]The only plus to this situation is that I haven’t seen this type before. I should be able to get some EXP from them[/i].[/color] Rolling to the right, Jukebox got out from under the Dissolution as they all screeched as loud as they could. [color=00a651]“Don’t do that you idiots! [i]Soundtrack of Life[/i] will take it as a challenge!”[/color] as if on cue the power activated and blared as loud as it could manage, just edging out the screams in sheer volume. [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=449eE3c1S5s[/youtube] [color=00a651]“Just. SHUT. UP! You stupid power!”[/color] yelling at the music and taking out the PPK, Jukebox held the Dissolution down and shot it until it exploded into 30 EXP. Just then a bone claw burst through the car floor and his left hand.[color=00a651] “Son of a-”[/color] Jukebox stopped himself from cursing in front of the kitten in the front seat and emptied the rest of his clip into the floor in anger. Dragging himself so he was looking out the back window, Jukebox changed his weapon and equipped the LAPD 2019 Blaster. A joke weapon based on Rick Deckards gun from [i]Blade Runner[/i] it had extremely low damage for the level 3 requirement, but fired rifle rounds instead of pistol rounds resulting in a better armour piercing. Jukebox liked it, it was comfortable and when it was dropped while grinding the rest of the Fanged Rangers were happy for him to add it to his ‘joke’ collection. Seeing the Dissolution clinging to the trunk, Jukebox leaned out and shot where the hinges holding the trunk to the car were, causing the Dissolution’s weight to tear it off and fall away. As it tumbled into the distance the Dissolution seemed to skip a few frames. [color=00a651][i]That can’t be good[/i][/color] climbing onto the roof of the car Jukebox tried to drag the next Dissolution off. Having no luck he threw a grenade forwards and as the car accelerated the grenade ended up exploding just above the Dissolution. [i]Fireworks[/i] activated changing the explosion into a bright blue firework, stunning the creature. Just then the lag hit Jukebox again, and after the skip he was in the air falling off the car. Grabbing the tow bar as he fell, Jukebox managed to hold on, but found him staring face to face with the last Dissolution. This Dissolution didn’t wait at all and continuously stabbed at Jukebox’s hand causing his grip to become weak and he couldn’t hold on anymore. As he fell away Jukebox took one last shot at the Dissolution and missed wildly, hitting the car’s rear light. As he tumbled away Jukebox saw his health bar dwindle each time he hit the ground. Finally coming to a stop Jukebox stood up and saw the car still rocketing along. As he turned to face the Dissolution wave a bright red message flashed in his vision. [hr] [h2][color=ed1c24][center][b]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![/b][/center][/color][/h2] [hr] As he was forcibly logged out Jukebox saw the wave of Dissolutions about to crash down on him... And then Alex’s eyes snapped open. He was in his dorm room, just as he left it. Sitting up, Alex rubbed his eyes and got a drink of water, trying to process what happened [color=00a651][i]Well, I guess that there were too many Dissolutions for DGO to handle...[/i][/color] As he thought this the ‘intercom’ part of his implant activated, President Tsugumi had something to say. [color=8493ca][b]"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 afternoon. However, it would seem that any Players who died in DGO before the crash are still able to log on to the system.”[/b][/color] [color=00a651][i]Well I lasted four months without logging in once. One day is nothing[/i][/color] [color=8493ca][b]“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 any stray Outlaws still remaining in the Black District as soon as possible. That is all. Thank you for your time and patience. Oh… and welcome to the Ebony Strykers.”[/b][/color] [color=00a651][i]Welcome to the Ebony Strikers? I guess she was serious about letting anyone and everyone in. Better let Verdant Grin about the ‘intel’[/i][/color] ------- To: Verdant Grin From: Unrelenting Jukebox Subject: The “Intel” ------- Hi, King Never made it to Black City before the “massive lag caused by an influx of enemy NPCs” hit me and Nies (The healer girl). There were enough Dissolutions to drown an Ivory Masks convoy. Worst part was that I only got 30 EXP out of it. Anyway, that’s all I could see. Cheers, Unrelenting Jukebox ------- With the message sent Alex wondered what to do. Resigned to not getting much sleep for a while, he grabbed his music player and wandered down to the school auditorium, hoping to get some practice in.