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Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

Just to say, I'm more than likely going to get a post in by tomorrow night.

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

@Guild Descriptions
The way Richie is taking the guild's is trying to focus on getting the best possible futures the game can provide, instead of the last White King's perceived style of tyranny and hoarding. It's more geared toward people who have no other choices in-game. Avatars about to turn 19, Outlaws, People who have been barred from their original guilds; that kind of stuff.

@My Last Post
Hope it wasn't too rushed or outside any boundaries, if it is, just let me know. Also tank vs vehicles, let's do this people. Let's make this happen.

@Ryonara
White Death is going to be in trouble if Richie makes it out of the battle unscathed. xD
She literally broke every rule he just put in place to protect the Ivory Masks from getting attacked.

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Stalwart Bruiser-White King
Bruiser wasn't expecting to happen upon a warzone, not this early into the hostilities at least.

He especially didn't expect to happen upon the Sweepers being the main force on the attack, using his guild's former stock of weaponry. The ones they stole during the weeks of chaos and anarchy. These people called themselves justice? They called themselves heroes? They weren't either of those things, just thugs and villains. Just like Moon Rider, who they chose to align themselves with. He was going to show them how a real hero does things.

Mainly by beating them to death, but it was the reasoning behind it that mattered.

So, he wasn't hesitant to stomp his way into the middle of their fight with the Fanged Rangers, a great roar tearing it's way out his throat as one unlucky Sweeper caught the full brunt of his Atlas Fist perk from behind. Sending the poor Assassin flying over the heads of anyone in the back lines. He didn't mind using it up for now, it was going to reset itself in a minute anyways. Turning his head, he could see Tender Fern in battle, he wasn't good with words, especially not while he in his roaring a rampaging mode, so he let her be.

Nonetheless that Assassin was only the first villain to fall to his heroic rage, as he began to barrel his way through the opposing forces. It was going to be a real Punch Party. No, it was going to be a Punch Festival, and every Sweeper unfortunate enough to be in his line of sight was invited.

The speed boost with each successful hit began to stack up, and his fists became little more than blurs of concrete heading toward the heads and torsos of his enemies. He needed to focus on something bigger though, something that would explode violently when he punched it into oblivion. That's when he noticed their vehicles, and a half-formed plan sneaked it's way into the White King's mind.

He was definitely going to destroy them, or steal them. He wasn't entirely sure, but he'd figure it out when he got to them.

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A living tank coming to a head on collision with a monster truck, that'll be interesting.
Also, just to say, I updated Richie's abilities to fit into the new-ish system. If GM or Co-GM can give it a look and see if it fits, I'd appreciate it.

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Richie Barret
Rage.

Rage was the best possible term to describe how Richie felt as he left the auditorium. The gall of that woman, she really declared not only an alliance, but an outright war. All during a eulogy for the dead to boot. It just made his blood boil, which wasn't uncommon for him, but it usually wasn't at this magnitude. As he stalked the halls back to his dorm room, a thought struck him. His guild, his people, were in more danger now than when this was just a battle over turf.

As he locked himself away in his small room, he decided he would need to get the word out, higher level members were to help safe guard the more inexperienced. He wasn't going to let the Black King stop their pursuit of a better future, even if she had those damn Sweepers on her side. He would crush them as well, especially after what was done to the Ivory Masks in their leaderless state.

As he started to write out the message, he noticed he had been invited into a kings only message. An apparent truce between them all to take down Moon Rider. Of course he joined, while not exactly his friends, no one deserved to be besieged by a power hungry King. When that was all said and done, he made sure to announce the guard-watch system that was to be put in place by all White Guild members. Stay in packs of three or more, make sure there was always someone above level five within hearing distance, and never go near her territory.

He knew they would follow it to the letter and they had more than enough experience between them all to take care of themselves, yet he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He had just joined into an alliance with the other Kings, that meant, well that meant he should probably help protect them too. They were after all part of a team now.

Making sure his door was locked and it was going to stay that way, Richie took a deep breath before diving into DGO.

Stalwart Bruiser-White King

He exhaled as he found himself in the White Guild Hall, clenching his fists as he was wont to do. It was different here for him, instead of bones cracking, armor and plating gnashed with each movement. The few members who had logged on stared at him, as if expecting him to say something. He only gave a nod of his head, the usual signal for them to go about their business.

As he made his way over to the guild entrance, he did give them a shout. "Make sure you stay in groups! I'll beat you down myself if you try to go Rambo on me!"

With that complete, he started to figure out which of his new comrades to check on first. Obviously Blue and Orange would be last, as they seemed the stablest out of the others, Red probably had matters taken care of, being the first to propose the alliance. That left Yellow and Green to start with. And seeing as he was already going that way, Tender Fern was about to see how the Ivory Masks take care of their teammates.

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Ignore this, double post.

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

Arrayah said
I should be updating my perks sometime today and maybe thinking of a few more skills (I'm 3? 4? short. I don't remember how many.)

I should probably get around to that too. More than likely tomorrow alongside posting.

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Join the White Guild, we got a new theme song!

Before RvB there was; Project Freelancer

Yeah, I replied to the mission and am just waiting for it to begin, of course I did have Arizona try to strike up a conversation with Kansas also.

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Richie felt obligated to come.

He didn't really know why, as he wasn't familiar with most of the deceased aside from the former White King, and even then it was only in a follower-leader relationship. Still, it was a tragedy to see so many futures lost to the unknown. However, on the other hand it was that very catalyst that made him step up his game and take the Ivory Masks as his own; So no one else would be snuffed out before reaching their true potential. There was also the little known hedonistic way things were being handled, but to dwell on that would be an insult to the dead.

The part of him that still held on to the hate said that she deserved it, that her end was justified, she was just using others for her own goals after all.

The newer part, the one who wanted to protect, just felt guilty that he couldn't save her.

Maybe that was why he was sitting near the back of the auditorium, a sullen look on his face as he stared at the School President prepare her speech. Or maybe he just needed an hour or so to himself, with the Black King declaring war so soon after the Masks lost all order. He had been fighting for three weeks straight until he established his own version of the guild from the still burning embers of the last.

He clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles mindlessly as he tried to stay focused on the here and now. Whatever reason that lead to him waiting for the speech didn't matter, he was there to offer his condolences to a dead King that would never know the road her death built for her former guild.