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@KoL @TheWindel And to anyone else who wants to read or cares to read.

I have been a disappointment up until this moment. I am sorry. Words may mean little at this stage, but even if no one reads it, I want to... well let's call it a rant.

I am still invested in this story and wish to continue participating in it. I want to see it continue. I enjoy Alex and Jukebox and would wish to continue playing as them. I like the story that can be told in this world and want to see it continue as I have some idea as to the direction it is headed and it excites me.

I agree with the potential that I have squandered and don't want to see the relationships however tenuous or just plain fictional that no one else may care about fade to nothing. Because I do care. It may not seem like it as I rarely if ever interact in the OOC, but I do. I care about this RP. It's the one that got me to stick around the Guild. You can call it trite or saccharine or even not believe me, but I do.

I don't want DGO to fail, I don't want this RP die.

/end rant of the Goddamn Iris
Crispin Clean



That was a disappointment. Although he’d never let it show He though Ferris would have stuck around to enjoy herself a bit. With a sigh, Clean kept hold of the axe and instead tossed the body of the dead soldier onto the flame, letting the pyre cremate the corpse. Smiling as Ferris vanished into the night, Clean fell in with the rest of the troops. He would have followed Ferris, but he knew he would be holding her back. Bright white clothes and a distaste for dirt? Never has there been a person less suited to a scouting position.

The sound of dirt and snow cracking under heel, he followed. Leading was unnatural. It is fine to stand out, but having pressure of those behind you and so many of them, responsibility such as that would be crushing. Good soldier. Marching in line following the well-trodden path of others. Safe. Easy. Comfortable.

"G-g-g-g-ghosts!”

A shriek pierced the air. Spectre of Death coming for them? What a bad omen. Picking up the pace, Clean saw the ‘ghost’. Miscoloured hair and clothes and grabbing at the mask of the resident medic. Bad omen indeed. Then they vanished into the blizzard. Off the beaten path he will go.

Crunch, crunch, crunch. Snow crushed as he ran off in hot pursuit of the stolen medic. Enemy axe in hand thoughts ran through his head, how should her extricate the medic from the mysterious woman’s grasp? How violent would he need to get? The woman was eccentric and after having just encountered an enemy, Clean could only think she was hostile. Better err on the side of violence then, just to be safe. Flashes of colours and blurred forms were ahead and Althea’s voice called out loudly over the frigid wind. Arriving behind the mismatched girl holding the medic hostage he called out in a polite voice.

“Pardon me miss, but I must axe you a question regarding our medic you have there.” Bad pun aside, Clean swung the blunt edge of the axe like a club into the side of the ‘ghost’ aiming to knock the wind out of her sails more than anything else, carefully avoiding the ribs to avoid any bones splintering into lungs. On the plus side, they have a medic right there.

@DracoLunaris@TheWindel

This is the old CS that I'll adapt to the format when I have the time. Feel free to look over it if you want, but know that it's subject to change :)


First off, I have no problem using Discord or whatever happens to be the case.

However, regardless if whether Discord is used or not I do think that it's a user's personal choice to use it. I'm not sure about everyone else, but I RP to have fun. If using Discord, or any Chat program really, makes the RP less enjoyable I'm not sure the benefit is worth it. At the very least it shouldn't be mandatory for someone to use it.
Huh, I go to bed when the OOC is just gone up and I come here and there's already three pages of chatting! I forget how fast Naruto OOCs can go :3
I have an old character that can probably be power scaled to whatever level the RP will be at. Since there are OCs I assume custom Kekkei Genkai will be allowed?
Should I take divine pills and open my meridians? Learn movement techniques that can let sweep me through the heavens and transform like a Kun Peng? Master a weapon and I will become like tiger that has grown wings?

... I'm running out of terms... uhh 5 clawed golden dragon and umm... Houtian realm?
@SilverDawn I won't tell if you won't ;)
@Mega Birb He can be subtle, but why bother if the situation doesn't call for it? Or if being blunt is a more effective way to get what you need/want?
Crispin Clean



The sounds of battle died. A familiar stillness settled like a heavy fog as everything became routine. Gather the evidence and any intel you can. Clean up. Well, burn everything to ashes in this instance. Going back to the camps edges, Crispin searched through the smoke and stench for any loose riflemen that may have fallen behind a tree or something. Blade still in hand, Crispin placed the hilt to his throat and the rapier unraveled itself and wrapped around his neck. Picking up the rifleman’s weapon, Crispin quickly disassembled it searching for any manufacturing marks or distinct parts that could lead to a location, or at least a country.

They are all kitted out is identical armour, this suggests an organization. Their weapons are uniform, so they have enough capital to purchase in bulk… or alternatively they are skilled enough to raid either an armoury or manufacturing plant without word spreading. While the former is more likely, the latter should not be discounted at this time. keeping a few of the more delicate pieces of the weapon, parts that would either need to be handcrafted or require specialized machinery in the hopes of tracking them down later, Crispin reassembles the weapon’s outer casing so that it appeared completely functional, then tossing it into a larger patch of fire. Searching the body, it was odd that the soldier’s features were mismatched compared to the compared to the uniform, however the tattoo suggested a black ops unit to Crispin. Dragging the body over to the flames, Crispin stopped when he almost tripped over an axe and an idea struck him. Picking the axe up he changed course and went over to Ferris, expecting her to likely enjoy his suggestion.

“Miss Ferris. Before you go scouting I want to test their weapons. Would you please prop this rifleman up? Maybe against a tree? I would like to decapitate him… I can test the effect on armor on my own. We can say smaller parts burn better if the weapons and test alone doesn't satisfy any queries.” The dead rifleman’s head jostled as Crispin offered the corpse to Ferris, the squelch of internal organs jostling audible for a small distance.

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