It didn't take long for the simple project to become a notorious one. A guild, little more than just a gathering of like minded players, soon turned into a properly large entity. An entity that reached into the various towns that this game had, and would undoubtedly spread as time continued. And while the guild had a proper name, there was a very
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His character looked mostly like himself in leather and chainmail. He'd even managed to find a pair of headphones to complete his look. Leaning against a wall, he waited. He'd been told he was going to meet the man in charge of the whole guild before he would join the group or not so he was being patient.
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King Crownless always met newcomers personally, and separately. So sometimes it did take a little while to get to each recruit. This time, however, he tried to be at least a little punctual about it, and soon enough he was there to greet his new talent.
"DJ Orange, huh? Sup."
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"Not much right now. They said I'd get to meet with you before I sighed up. "
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He had to give this guy one thing. He had spunk.
"Yeah, that's how we do it around here. I meet with new blood, we do a little song and dance." He waved his hand dismissively. "Good times abound."
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"Well, here's the thing. You got three options, really. We don't do none of that twenty bear asses shit here, so if you're getting in, you're getting in deep. That whole "throw your kid into the deep end to teach him how to swim" mentality."
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He laughs. "That's how I learned to swim actually," he says. He's glad he doesn't have to hunt down any bears. The item farming annoys him sometimes. "So what're my options?"
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"The first option is the same option I give every young buck to show up here. There's the door, get to stepping. Go find one of those guilds that'll coddle you or some shit. We're pretty damn strict and big on the tough love here, so if you're looking for something kind, then you missed the brothel two alleys back."
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"Well, option one kinda sucks. What're the other two?" he was good at rolling with it.
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"The second option is we throw you one of our contracts. We expect it to be done to the letter, as even the slightest mistake reflects poorly on us."
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"Seems simple enough. Sounds like I could rock option two real easy," ever confident. "Gotta know though. What's option number three?"
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"Option three is the simple one. A test of endurance. Basically, myself and a few ranking members take turns putting you through your paces, and seeing how long you can keep it up."
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Eyebrows arch up as option three is explained. He tilts his head and nods a bit. "Option three's sounding like a good one to me. How're we gonna do it?"
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It was a good thing the mask he was wearing his the smirk, because it did not look like the kind of smirk most people would be happy to see. While option one was the least picked, option three was the most picked. And really, there was little reason for it to be. If you make one mistake, however small, during option two, you're shot.
At least in this case, it all depended on you. Not many lasted long, but those that did were set. There were other benefits to this way as well, though those would become clearer soon. He just had to get him to where he needed to be first.
"You'll see. But first, you're gonna have to follow me." And then, after a moment, he tossed him a mask of his own. Only this one had absolutely no eye pieces. "Also, you'll have to wear this. You're not one of us yet, so until you are, you're not allowed to see sweet fuck all."
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He's hoping that his choice of option lets him see just what King Crownless and the other ranking members can do. Rumors are one thing but seeing it for himself is something he's interested in.
"Lead the way, man," he replies simply. The mask is caught easily and he looks it over. "So what, I follow you by sound?" he's a little confused but still putting the mask on.
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"Now we're set."
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