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In Lantern 10 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
So, Blue Team. Want to hang out and get to know each other? We can paint each other's nails or braid hair. It'll be fun.
Alright, Kings. Check you inboxes because you got mail.
Edit: By that I mean your RPG inboxes. I literally sent you a PM.
Michael Faye / Red King Stuffed Rabbit

Michael arrived just before the speech had begun and sat himself down beside Sten. He had seen him before, but never really talked to him, they were in the same class, but then again when every seventeen-year-old in the world is in your class it's easy to never speak to most of them. Michael offered him a shy smile as they made eye-contact while he was sitting down before focusing on the president. His heart skipped a beat and he gulped instinctively as he looked down at her. She looked quiet, reserved, bookish almost. But it was during these student-body addresses that he was reminded just what he liked about her- the power she commanded.

A bile of disgust built in his throat as he considered the pretenses of this meeting:

Four people had died - murdered in cold blood. One of them, the White King, was in the very same room as she was. She's on that stage because her friend was murdered and all he was thinking was how attractive she was on that stage. He refocused his attention back towards the president as the auditorium erupted in applause. When it had quieted down, the ultimatum of the Black King was given. A declaration of open war on all guilds with the aid of Deep Ground's own bounty hunters. Michael gulped as the effects of that sunk in, of course he had known the the Black King was taking Red Guild land left-and-right, but an official statement. It didn't set well with him.

Sten's whistling broke his meditation on the Black King's words, "Seems like I've got some big choices ahead of me."

Michael looked over to him and back to the stage; he looked directly at the president before speaking out to Sten, "You and me both."

The smirk across the President's face unsettled him, she seemed almost pleased by the announcement. Pleased by the breakdown of the natural order of the game. She must be one of the Strykers he thought to himself. A fleeting notion passed him by, what if she was the Black King? He shook his head mentally. No, the School President as the Black King? It's almost too cliche. Besides, a wave of students had joined the Ebony Strykers since it was opened up to the rest of the students. Odds are she's one of those, the ones trying to choose the winning side.

But the thought never quite left him alone.

The Ebony Strykers, in their alliance with the Sweepers, now held a dangerous trump card. The loose organization of the Sweepers means that not only would the Scarlet Harleys be pitted against the Strykers - but also potentially against any unaffiliated player. It seemed apparent that there would be only one course of action: a meeting with the remaining five Kings to form an alliance against the Strykers. If the Strykers were Persia, the color guilds would be Greece.

And the Harleys would be Sparta.

After the assembly ended, Michael filed back to his dorm room and began laying the foundation for the new Anti Black King Force Six. He sat down at his computer and typed up a group PM via the Deep Ground forums. He sent out the message to all six of the other Kings - Gleeful Jackal, Tender Fern, Shooting Star, Conquest Pantheon, and Stalwart Bruiser - in hope that at least one, if not all, would be willing to join into an alliance with the Scarlet Harleys.
Alright edited -o-
TheWindel said
Gargh. We had an exact explanation just for this back in the old OOC :/ Um...it's 5. I'll look for that exact reasoning in that exact post later for clarity...but trust me, it's 5. Somehow.


-3- Okay.
Does it matter which one?
TheWindel said
@YandereNoodle. Almost there. Since he can only have 5 Perks, just get rid of one of them. And then he's good! Also remember that the previous Red King was a girl. Might be awkward to get the gender of your own predecessor wrong :p


Wait - If you get your first perk at level 4. Then it looks like:

Level Four: 1 Perk
Level Five: 2 Perks
Level Six: 3 Perks
Level Seven: 4 Perks
Level Eight: 5 Perks
Level Nine: 6 Perks

Edit: Also there are six perk decisions in the first page.
Double Edit: Plus the Black King has six perks.
Ehehe, edit is live.
EDIT: Oops, forgot skills.
Double Edit: Alright, it's good now.
TheWindel said Finally, you describe Red King's Avatar appearance as different outside of Purple Crown. Can you explain that to me, as your Avatar stays the same seeing as they can only be accessed inside Deep Ground Online.


Oh oh oh oh oh, must've been a misunderstanding. I was under the impression that Purple Crown was INSIDE the Deep Ground world. Ill fix that when I'm adding more skills and the history. Thanks for your feedback :D

Height: 163cm
Weight: 48kg
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Name: Michael Faye
Age: 17
History: Mike has a fairly average life. Middle-class family, a comfy family of 3 children, of which he is the oldest. As far as trauma, there’s very little, however Michael is seemingly enthralled by the world of Deep Ground and spends as much time as he can immersed in the game.

When he joined Deep Ground, the first thing he noticed was that his avatar in no-way resembled his real-life body. A glitch in the matrix, he thought. But in truth the Deep Ground Avatar Creation Matrix was tasked with retrieving his medical records to create a sexually accurate avatar - however, a mixture of cocktails and 72-hour workdays had caused a flaw in the entry of his birth certificate. Ever since birth he's been legally female and he never even knew. He didn't mind particularly, however, the DG world had more clothing options for females anyways.

He joined the Red Guild when he first joined in the fray, his parents had both been Reds and so he thought there'd be no better way to represent the family than to join. Also because he didn't think which guild he joined mattered at all. The last Red King had been... quirky, in the least. Not unlike himself. When news of her death arrived, Mike was surprised - and appalled - that such a thing could happen because of what he saw as a fun pastime rather than the aptitude test that it was/is.

The Red Guild forums were filled with threads that day discussing the circumstances around her death. At the top, sticked so as not to be buried under the various tribute threads, was an announcement: ELECTION FOR NEW RED KING. Michael clicked it and found few nominees - most of the Red Guild members were too frightened to take the cursed position of King, among those who did was a level 2 healer and some guy who was an asshole to everyone. Michael's unique circumstances, in his mind, made him the most viable candidate and he won the election by a landslide, securing the position of Red King.

When he next joined, he could find nothing of his that wasn't instantly made red. His/her hair, the rifle, clothes even. He truly had become the Red King.

Personality: First and foremost, he strives to have fun. Just-so-happens that he has fun so much that he’s become the best-of-the-best. He faces everything with a joyful, albeit spontaneous, disposition. An eternal optimist, Michael trives to find the good out of every situation. He’s an intrepid heroine of his own design, candid and supportive to his guildmates and a force to be feared amongst enemies.

His particular quirks include humming, daydreaming, and whistling; all of these collect to give him an aloof aura, as if he’s constantly disconnected from what’s going on - when in fact he’s well-aware of his surroundings at almost all times.
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Avatar Class: Gunner Sniper
Avatar Title: Stuffed Rabbit - Red King
Avatar Level (Initial): 9
Avatar Guild: Red


Other: One of few biological males to be placed in a female avatar.
Noodle: My favorite color is purple. Neutral as fuck.
OH DAMN, hey Drew.
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