Sorry for the lack of activity lately, IRL has been pretty crazy for a lot of us the past month or so. But we’re looking to come back with a vengeance! We’ll be doing an advertising push for the rest of this month, aiming to hit around one thousand sites by the end of it all! Hopefully, this will help activity through the stale parts of the year.
Additionally, we’re looking to make some changes to the application process to make it more approachable to all people involved and to better encourage the idea of progression that BG does so great as is. We’ll be posting updates on this as more solid thoughts come to paper, so be tuned for it!
Finally, there have been some minor changes to staff. @serak#5132 (otherwise known as Shun) will be remaining as site owner, however he will be taking a temporary hiatus away from the day to day duties. He’ll keep the lights on and continue doing his behind the scenes grind, but more than likely won’t be active on any other front.
To balance out the word load, @rhetorical Hippo#1463 (otherwise known as Genki) and I will be banding together to tackle requests and helping members on a face to face bases. Until the changes to applications come to light, @the Machine#8978 (otherwise known as Murat) and myself will be tackling applications.
Sorry there wasn’t a ton of actual content here, but this is just to let everyone know where we all stand. If you have any questions, concerns, or what have you, don’t be afraid to contact myself or Genki.
Seireitei is crumbling and the Gotei is a shell of its former self. Ravaged by the plague, the surviving Shinigami struggle to maintain the balance, but with so few of them left, the work is taxing and their fortress-city has fallen to neglect. Spread thin across all fronts, their diminished presence has been noted by friend and foe alike.
The Arrancar have rebuilt Las Noches and are rallying. The throne remains empty, but self-styled Espada have risen up from among them and are vying for control, each one endlessly testing the others’ weaknesses. Too evenly matched for any one of them to claim the crown, they bide their time, waiting for the opportune moment.
On Earth, all seems well—but there is a war being fought in the shadows as the mortals find themselves lacking the protection they once had and so sorely need. The Quincy, having realized the oppressive specter of the Shinigami is no more, are flourishing, and are fighting the Hollow-breeds with renewed vigor.