[hr][h1][center]Welcome, Arms Slave.[/center][/h1][hr]

[b]"Back in the game!"[/b]

Arms Slave had finished up his homework and got back into Deep Ground before he even got out of his chair. He was alone at the Black City's guild hall, and it looked like the place was empty. Either the players from before hadn't logged on yet, or he just missed a fight. That was a shame. Either way, Arms Slave had a job to do. Moon Rider made it an official announcement that her members needed to clean up the city, and while Arms Slave wasn't formally a member yet, he did need to take down some Outlaws anyways. 

[hider=Bounties]
Crimson Lash
Golden Apple
Unrelenting Jukebox
Shielder
Dunk Master
Flan
Smitten Kitten
Moolah Monger
Azga the Amazing
Iron Keep[/hider]

Arms Slave smiled as he walked out of the Guild Hall, weapons in each hand. He just loved going on these hunts, they were more meaningful then just romping around swatting Outlaws out of the air. Plus it gave him names for threatening E-mails.

[hider=Unrelenting Jukebox]
[b]To:[/b] Unrelenting Jukebox
[b]From:[/b] Arms Slave
[b]Subject:[/b] NO SUBJECT

I know what I have become... I am the inside of this world... I taste the gore, and I smell the crying... AND I WANT MORE! I want to bathe in your flesh, I want to savor your fear. I wanna live inside a castle built of your agony, AND I WANT TO CRUMBLE IT WITH AN AXE TO YOUR CAROTID ARTERY! 

[@McFazzer][/hider]

[hider=Flan]
[b]To:[/b] Flan
[b]From:[/b] Arms Slave
[b]Subject:[/b] NO SUBJECT

Keep your chin up, SO I CAN SMASH IT WITH A HAMMER!! Oh, there's no time to cry... We have to squeeze the whimpers out of you like a smothered baby in the night... You won't make a noise now, will you, WILL YOU!! Stay quiet, OR YOU'RE DEAD! NOW AND FOREVER!! 

[@Unlucky0013][/hider]

[hider=Smitten Kitten]
[b]To:[/b] Smitten Kitten
[b]From:[/b] Arms Slave
[b]Subject:[/b] NO SUBJECT

You're gonna scream, just like she did; open mouth, open heart, blood and noise forever piercing my skull, poisoning me with its psychopathic purple liquid. We watched it all, and felt the knife edge split down the middle... CAN YOU HEAR ME?! 

[@Ryonara][/hider]

[hider=Azga the Amazing]
[b]To:[/b] Azga the Amazing
[b]From:[/b] Arms Slave
[b]Subject:[/b] NO SUBJECT

I'm gonna kill you all, I'm gonna kill your friends and your family, I'm gonna track down your grandparents and turn them inside-out, nobody can stop the blood train that will turn your loved ones into a red splatter across the tracks of humanity! 

[@ReaptheMusic][/hider]

With his letter's sent hopefully his targets, which ever came first, would be sufficiently warned and ready for him. That way he could terror stalk them for days, keeping them on their toes, paranoid, until he could latch them up and ravage them in a dark alley. Such was his modus. Flourishing his weapons Arms Slave fired a Chain Catch towards the top of one of the buildings, hauling himself upwards to start looking for his marks. 

[hr][h1][center]Welcome, Dark Wraith.[/center][/h1][hr]

After cleaning up her homeroom and doing her work for school Dark Wraith logged into Deep Ground. She was back at the Guild Hall alone, but she wasn't going to stick around. She needed to get to the Red Asphalt District, which obvious from it's name was located near the Red City. It smelled of a trap but Dark Wraith figured that White Sun wouldn't be so treacherous as to allow the Red Guild to interfere with their meeting. It would be a long walk, but much faster by horse.

Dark Wraith looked over at an empty space, and scanned the room around her using the Cherry Hunter program. Regardless of one's avatar abilities, she'd be able to see any Avatars around her. And once she was alone, Dark Wraith programmed in a [url=http://i.imgur.com/bjuGEjU.jpg]unicorn[/url] mount for herself. She had no skills to do this on her own of course, so what she did was what other people would call "hacking". But she wouldn't call it that. This was a completely possible thing that could happen, assuming one had the right skills. She simply made it so that for a moment, Dark Wraith had those skills.

Mounting on the unicorn Dark Wraith burst out of the guild hall and headed towards the Red City. Though she was on a horse, she moved faster then most vehicles thanks to the unicorn's unique properties. What it lacked in armament it made up for in speed and glory.

Meanwhile there were more people mobilizing towards the Black City. Various unaffiliated characters, members from all the guilds, and even a handful of outlaws. While the masses were fairly low levels, 1 to 3, a good 40% were an average 5th level. There was even a notable amount of 9th level players among the ones arriving. And these people were Sweepers, here to clean the city of it's filth. Anyone who showed up Red on their radar would be killed on sight, with minimal trial. But before the Sweepers could arrive, there was still a large holdout of outlaws in the Black City that needed to be dealt with. While Moon Rider was doing a good job cleaning up on her own, there were simply too many around the city for her to take care of all of them. Some were smart enough to leave the city while they could. But some... Some wanted to bloody Moon Rider's nose, and if they couldn't do it themselves, then they'll leave a lasting stain on the city itself at least. A few high-level outlaws had left the city, and now they were coming back with their secret weapon...