[ video - thursday morning ] [ exaclan warning mini-event ]

[stoppedhiding]

[ He really doesn't want to do this. But if he doesn't, he knows it's not his head it will be on. There's really nothing he can do, and it will happen anyway -- all Golbez is doing is acting as a mouthpiece.

At 8AM on Thursday, the announcement happens. ]

Somebody in Rakuen has fallen below zero raks. The penalty will now commence.


[ The first victim is Sis Strider. From there, once every hour a different person will be selected for a five-minute warning penalty until America has zero or more raks. In order, the following victims include Dave Strider at 9AM, John Peixes at 10AM, Nunnally vi Britannia at 11AM, Jade Harley at noon, Dirk Strider at 1PM, Jake English at 2PM, and Bubblecup at 3PM.

As each victim is affected, they will appear on the Exaclan viewing screens and on computers connected to the network. Feel free to thread that out here, or in a new post if you would prefer.

There is no IC indication of who the culprit is unless he confesses to it himself. ]

Comments

[goodboybestshot]

[Jake looked pretty pale at that. He didn't like the idea of this dragging on longer at all. Especially if people he fucking cared about were getting hurt. No way. He was going to go find a computer later.]

Capital. [Completely sarcastic.] This place keeps getting better with each new day.

[He sighed and fiddled a bit with his uniform. Which of course reminded him of what he was doing just before all this started happening. Brb digging in his pockets.]

[fracturedsoul]

The main problem's with the people who don't want to play by the rules. I mean, understandable and all, but shit like this is the result.

[ He tilts his head in curiosity when Jake rifles through his pockets. ]

[goodboybestshot]

Or, perhaps they could just not have this rule at all. I don't see how that would be so difficult. Maybe I'm just simple. [Said with a bit of venom. Towards the city of course, not Dirk. He's still pretty unhappy about all this.]

Blast, where is it. I just-- Ah! [He pulls his hand out of his pocket and holds it out to him.]

I picked up a little something earlier.

[fracturedsoul]

Yeah, but that's the easy answer, and we can't have any of that logic BS around here.

--ah. Thanks. [ He takes the ring and looks it over. One more... Only two to go and then shit, he'll be in the same position as Yor, Hunter from the Future over there at Conquest. ]

[goodboybestshot]

Heaven forbid.

[Rubs at the back of his neck and manages to look a little apologetic.]

That's um. That's for losing our first big tussle there. I made a right fool of us with all my boasting only to have your brother hand our asses to us. Sorry.

[fracturedsoul]

[ He slips it on, and a symbol resembling footprints appears on it. Ah, so it's the Stealth ability. He'd been suspecting he'd have that one. ]

Yeah, you got served like it was Asserole Surprise night on Butler Island. [ A pause. ] Not that I have any room to talk. We have to step our game up.

[goodboybestshot]

My grandmother certainly showed you what for. [He grins a bit but he nods.]

I agree. You'd do much better as a player in any case, what with your ninja prowess and bananas swordsmanship.

[fracturedsoul]

Gonna be eating crow over here for the next week.

Be nice if we could influence the decision. Both of us need to get some practice in. Chances are good at some point we'll both wind up as Players, and when that happens you better put up a good fight.