A Gear Misplaced (RP) - Story Thread

(So we start at the very beginning? Okay.
Talking in third-person because I can.)

*Oi, my head...* Sono put a hand up to his... helmet? "What the-" He sat up, rubbing his eyes. "Oh." Covering his body was the familiar Toasty Flak Jacket he always had on his old character.

"Oh, they were serious." He stood up, grabbing the green Proto gear all recruits had before stepping out into the world. "No point in staying and getting killed before I even start."

Something was wrong.
The boy thought to himself, "What isn't right?" Only to find he didn't know, and wouldn't know.
So he got up, out of the pod, and walked to the rescue camp.
That's when he felt the unfamiliar weight on his chest.
"Why do I have boobs."
The next thing he knew, he was yelling, and Rhendon was on the Comlink.
"You okay there, Rookie?"
"Of course I'm not! I'm stuck in a girl's body!"
"Woah, Calm down there, missy. Just what the heck is going on over there?"
"It's SIR, not "Missy". I'm angry, because I just lost my manhood to a system!"
". . . Whatever, Not my problem. Get a move on, I need to show the other recruits the way to the rescue camp."

"Hmm...." Once Sono got out of the pod, he checked the gear he had now.

The sword was smaller than he expected, the blade just longer than the length of his forearm (I'm not that tall, but I'm not short either). Both it and the gun were also lighter than expected.

"Kind of like toys." *Should have expected much from the starter weapons.* The shield, however, was larger than his forearm at least, so that was one good thing.

"Alright, let's go to Rhendon's usual spot." Sono started the rather short trot down the hill.

"Thank you! Come again!"

Crys checked her profit, after that one knight had purchased her last brandish, she needed more beast scales to craft more. She already knew that hiring someone to help her grab a few was going to be too expensive, even though the material was easy to get- at least for some. She studied her material guide and remembered that there were some Chromalisks around that rescue camp, maybe she could get some easy free help...

Sono's jog, of course, was interrupted by a group of Jelly Cubes. He removed his Proto Gun and fired at the closest one, it turning into a pile of goop. The remaining Slimes oozed towards Sono, who brought out his Proto Sword in defense.

"Bloody. . ." The girl stabs a slime, each hit more fierce than the last with each word.
"Fricking. . . Just my luck. . . RRRRRRRRRRAGH!"
She slices the slime, and hits two others with the flung body of the previous slime.
"DIE, ALREADY!"

Critzer woke up and looked at around, questioning when she ever even went to sleep. She wasnt in her room, she was like... outside, lush green, in a metal casing.... and heavy weight on her shoulders. She looked at her hands only to reveal metal gauntlets and other armor going down to her legs. She had a sword on her back and a gun holstered. She unsheathed the sword and examined it, a little hologram of description coming up and saying "proto sword". She stood looking at it, pausing, her mind processing, then she noticed the shine on the edge of the sword, not much, but was enough. She looked into the mirror edge and say her eyes.... They were almond shaped and red, she new exactly were she was "What in the name of Gaben am i doing in Spiral Knights!?!?" She was shocked but grined on the inside and griped the sword tighter, giving it a nice slash. She was dismayed that she didnt have all the things she had when she was playing the game, but the thrill of being in the game excited her even more.

"Nobody?" Crys was astonished, the last bath of recruits just left for Haven! How unfortunate a coincidence.

"Correct," Greta replied, then crossed her arms, "Why? Looking for some cheap work?"

"Of course not! Why would you say such a thing!" Crys grinned sheepishly.Then decided to walk away before enduring any more questions. She sat down by the campfire and resigned herself to waiting for newer knights to appear.

Critzer noticed as she walked, slashed, and attacked enemies that her actions were not forced nor did the attacks she did match the pattern of the game. It wasnt like she was starting the slash and the game took over, she herself was fighting, not the game. She pondered, wondering how she got here, was she alone, what can and cant be done now. Restrictions in games are there not only to make the game fair but are also there out of just the coding. She wanted to test it out simply by doing a roll, just like those done in the game Darksouls. As she tries it, she notices it is a little stuttery but she thinks it is merely because she doesnt know what she is doing. She decides to continue on till she finds more people.

Not long after she is at the camp, looking around she notices the camp fire. She heads to it and sits down, waving at her fellow "recruit". Her sitting was lazy and her posture expressed how tired she was, but she still had a cheerful face.

Crys jerks her head up at the knight waving to her. A recruit! She composed herself and smiled in return.

"Hi there! Are you new here?"

Critzer only smiles at the question, kind of caught off guard to say the least. She wanted to say that technically she wasnt seeing as how she had played the game for two years but didnt want to look weird. So she went with a little white lie, it wouldnt hurt, would it?
"Yeah, I am actually! Are you?"

Sono stood among the Slimes' gooey entrails. "I could get used to this." In fact, he already was.

He picked up some gel drops before heading down the hill to where he assumed Rhendon was. "Where could he be...." Before he could get to the bottom, however, Chroma Whelps appeared. "Ah don't tell me I have to-"

A large tongue lashed out at where Sono once stood, he having rolled out of the way. "*sigh* Yep." He swung at one, it bursting into a purple smoke upon death before he went to the next.

Crys tilted her head at the new recruit's delayed reaction, but decided not to push.

"No, actually. I work at Haven, it's just through a chasm over there. No worries though, its an easy passageway. You probably won't have any trouble." She stopped, then posed her question,

"I could use some help actually, did you find any beast scales on the way to camp? I need some, I could make it worth your while..."

She knew beast scales were an easy get, but why someone needed them, she wasnt going to bother wondering. She wanted to keep her identity down to be known as a recruit.

She put a finger on her lip and looked up into the sky "Ummmm.... I think ill need them so no thank you. But thanks for the directions!" With that she got up and made her way to the mentioned pathway to Haven. Anyone infront of her could see that her eyes had narrowed and her head was tilted forward, giving her quite the intimidating look.

"What?" Crys watched her would be client walk out on her. "Hey! But..."

She crossed her arms and pursed her lips. That one wasn't very helpful, as a matter of fact. It might be a smidge dangerous going alone, but couldn't offer any help. Every sword she held felt off balance, either too light or too heavy. Neither did she have any luck with firearms. Bombs felt too unstable.

"Fine then," She said, more to herself, "I'll have to find somebody else who is nicer."

(Why'd you leave anyways? There isn't anyone in Haven. Kinda waiting for people to make their way to Rescue camp first.)

Critzer loved compnay but not when the goal was to move forward. She didnt want to have to worry about others or disappointing them if she failed. She liked to go lone wolf if possible. She started down the pathway, she vaguely remembered what she'd encounter along the way, she had a feeling it was mainly mechanical units along the way. Her expectations were confirmed when mechanical units rose from the ground and attacked her, they were easy to dogde but they had a lot of health since she was still using her proto sword, shield, and gun. She groaned at the fact that this would take a while.

(She can be the person waiting in haven to give others advise)