It took Archangel_of_Justice four days to get back to them, which really told them everything. Archangel was on what seemed like 24/7, he was always responded to messages sent to him within an hour, without fail and without exception, except they seemed to be the one that proved the rule. The new campaign was due to start in less that 48 hours, and they had been exhausting their own avenues.

As predicted everyone they approached was more than happy to have one of them join their team. The Garrison were bothering Castiel daily to rejoin their team. Dean sneered every time Cas mentioned the invites. Sam had gotten a seductive invitation to join the Demonicas, a group of female players (or at least, Sam hoped they were women), of whom one, Ruby_666, had royally screw Team Free Win over during the Apocolypse Campaign, not that him being pissed about it made any of them stop inviting him to join them. Dean seemed to be constantly bothered by the nerdiest of players who had formed a group they called The Hunters, and while he got on pretty well with them as a group, he didn't like them enough to team up with them.

The world of Supernatural was pretty segregated, Team Free Win were one of the few teams that had a character from three of the main races, human, angel and demon. Lesser races like the shapeshifters (which included werewolves, wendigos and other such creatures), the undead (zombies and vampires), and the Etherals (fairies and tricksters) tended to band with each other, or occasionally end up as part of a human, angel or demon group, but they were rare, because the disadvantages to those characters tended to outweigh the advantages.

Dean had even tried to convince Benny, one of his work friends who occasionally played as a Vampire, to take the mantle back up for a few weeks (he'd been laughed right out of work that day, but that was understandable, Benny did have a baby to contend with at night).

So in the end all three had given up and waited for Archangel_of_Justice to get back to them.

"Trixxt33r?" Sam said, his face screwing up.

Deans mouth worked silently, but there really wasn't anything he could say that could make the choice make any sense.

No one played with the Trixxt33r. It was like the unspoken rule of the whole game. Everyone in the game had a bone to pick with the guy, who indiscriminately toyed with every player. Granted some of the things that happened to douchebag players was always well deserved, and unless you behaved like a dick to the noobs or abused the system, the tricks he played on you weren't really all that bad, just annoying.

Everyone had thought he was a mini mod, until he'd been suspended when someone complained about him. That had started a litany of complaints against him until the big four themselves had stepped in to deal with it. A round of PMs came through with the trickster profile attached, with instructions to only contact King_of_Hell, Archangel_of_Justice, Goddess_Kali and Hunters_Helper, if something Trixxt33r did fell outside acceptable trickster parameters. None of the players had been too happy about it, but thankfully there was only one player who even played the trickster race, and he wasn't on terribly often at least.

Sam had himself recently sent a PM to Archangel about Trixxt33r because the other player was constantly spamming his instant message box with emoticons, which, while not the worst thing, was very distracting when you were trying to take out a poltergeist.

"Can we really afford to look a gift horse in the mouth?" Castiel asked, his voice breaking the uneasy silence that had fallen over all of them.

"But it's..." Dean tried, and failed miserably to put his distress into words.

"The campaign is all about the Leviathan," Castiel continued as if Dean had not spoken, "there's not a lot of information released about it yet, but one thing seems confirmed. The leviathan can move between the realms, heaven, hell and purgatory. We have heaven and hell covered thanks to myself and Sam, but none of us have any chance in purgatory, which will likely be where Leviathan will be."

Sam groaned. "Because most of the players are human, angel or demon, they're putting us all at a disadvantage."

"So how does the Trixxt33r help?" Dean asked.

"All of the monster races originate from purgatory." Castiel said.

There was a significant silence then, broken only by Sam typing quickly.

There was a *ping* a minute after Sam sent his reply, with the words "Good choice." And a link to the Trixxt33rs personal page.