(Liminori: Where should Chris join in? The gremlins or knights? Which would be more beneficial to the plot line.)
(RP) [Scrapped] - Accepting Apps
(Actually, I just joined the entire group. Notice that that was the first post I mentioned Hallum, With his name. So really, How you respond doesn't matter, For the most part. I'd reccomend doing something other than just sitting there with a knife at your throat.)
Chris watched as the three knights exit and watches the two groups converge. Knife to the throat huh? He leaned against an eve, keeping his distance and observing at the same time.
With a nervous gesture, Nylocke gently taps her fingers together, looking back and forth between the knights and Shion.
"I... Sh-should I go...? I-I really don't know i-if...-"
She gets cut off and lifts her head and looks off as if in search of a distant noise.
(Assuming I'm the visitor as Colray is watching the situation)
Archemiday soon found a knife. Instead of finding a knife left by someone accidently, he found it purposely placed a few inches from his neck. He took a step back, and stammered a bit in his speech. "A-Archemiday. Occasionally called a bard. I have no idea what the council is."
(OOC: We all f'd up. I'm going to CLARIFY EVERYTHING, DUE TO A LACK OF PAYING ATTENTION TO TIMING AND EXPLANATION AND WHO WHEN WHAT BLAH! Archemiday, Ellen, and Hallum (Not introduced yet) joined up with Shion and Nylocke- Who I have for some reason yet to put on the cast list, And Chris followed the group only to recieve a knife to his neck. Somehow, He is now a few feet away according to his post, Although it would make sense considering he was following everyone else.)
Archemiday stumbled away from the imaginary knife as he fell butt first to the ground.
"Are you all right? You seem to be seeing things. Although, That's one of three down. Two technically, Since the gremlin's too. . . Pure." Hallum says, As Ellen muffles her snickering, After which- she pulls Archemiday up.
Shion rolls her eyes, And Hallum says again, "Who are you, And what is your affiliation with the Council?"
Chris is disorianted. He feels like he was seeing from another's eyes for a second before he realised he was the poor sod with a knife at his throat.
Chris blinked, and raised an eyebrow at the knight who was questioning him.
"Never heard of the Council, what do they do?"
Shion's grip on the dagger slacks, and she puts it back where she hid it.
Hallum's eyes narrow, but he continues anyway, "We'll be inclined to believe you for now... You'll be checked once we get back to HQ."
He takes a breath of air, in preparation to speak again, but Ellen shoves him away.
"The Council is a Renegade Group that originated from the Death of Ozlo. Ever since that day. . . There's been too much chaos to account for. The commander sending random kill orders, An executioner who commits crimes, and then blames them on random people by forging evidence, A rich family luring slaves in to torture them- The list goes on. We have to stop them. . . They did something to my Dad. Ever since that day, Nothing's been the same."
Chris filed the info away, half wondering why they stopped before he told them his name. Girl has personal vendetta, council is a dangerous group of renegades. He brushed off his clothes and crossed his arms.
"What about the 'body-switcher,' is he here too?"
"Actually, He'll be here pretty soon. He is my brother after all." Ellen raises her eyes to the dusky clouds.
After a few moments of silence, Hallum speaks up, "Shouldn't we go back in? We've got rogues to deal with."
Shion takes the lead this time, But not before checking up on Nylocke.
"You okay? You look a bit. . . Pale."
She looks at Shion with a nervous expression, unsure of what to say, but eventually gives a nod to her Silvery companion.
"Y... Yeah... Sorry, I just... I'm just not sure what's going on..."
Shion nervously scratches at her head again.
"Here's the short version. Any one of us could be spies, and turn on our backs at any moment. However, It's harder to kill someone you know, So staying in a group is pretty easy."
Nylocke's eyes opened pretty wide with worry, her pupils contract.
She stops rubbing the backs of her hands on full on grabs her wrist, her tone more fearful now and shakey.
"Wh-wh-what??"
She quickly and nervously looked at each and every one of the group in the room.
Archemiday, still nervous, rested his hand on his gun. He looked around the room a bit, and saw the silver gremlin writing on paper. When she showed the white gremlin, the white one got nervous. He kept an eye on the two.
Chris raised an eyebrow, so he's a friend? He thought about what the council did. Some of the wierder news stories were making a tad more sense, at least, if they were behind it. Getting himself comfortable, he settled and waited for the next thing to happen.
(I'm back from the SCA event (Archery Event) and I should be able to provide more story in a few hours or so. Hold on to your hats till then!)
"W-well... Wh-what happens now?"
The White Gremlin was visibly nervous now, her ears twitching and eyes alert and darting around between knights, her body language showed; she was scared.
Name: Orthus Ranstor
Gender: Male
Race: Knight
Gear: Ashtail Coat, Mighty Cobalt Helm, Blazebrand, Gigawatt Pulsar.
Appearance: A Scrawny body with dark eyes and hair, always wears an old yellowish jacket.
Personality: A generally humorous character always tinkering or constructing something.
Bio: As a child Orthus always loved technology, he always tried to build small projects. But as he got older he realized he needed guidance, so he joined some expert classes. He excelled in electrical wiring and programing and made money off a small time machine shop. His brother was murdered after entering politics, which made him kill another knight, well three of them. He invited the knights who murdered his brother over for dinner but as they entered he caused high volts of electricity to coarse through the wires the knights were walking through. After that he was invited to join Hyperion Squad.
Technological Skill: 3 Great at building and designing relatively large machines. Always has trouble constructing the "shell of a machine though, better at what's on the inside of the machine.
Due to procrastination, A lack of. . . Follow up (I have a lot of ideas that I want to have done in this RP), and of course- I'm just not saying it right and not even saying the whole sentence.
It's like being told to make a cake, and halfway through, you eat it.
So for now, this will be put on hold until I get my shit together.
In the meantime, I might be able to host (Or Co-host) something a bit more. . . Well, You'll see.
The rustle of chainmail and yelling of a few knights could be heard in the distance.
"Well, Looks like we're don with introductions- We should probably run. For now, We can trust eachother."
Helen concludes.
Hallum lifts an eyebrow. "How do we know who aren't bad guys?"
Helen looks back at him "Simple. The ones who aren't shooting you." simply.
And with that, Helen, Hallum, And Shion take off running, While behind you- The guards seem to be chasing someone taking the same route.
"Get back here, You dam*ed Woman!"
"W... Wait for me!"
Nylocke quickly scampered after and alongside with Shion.
She wasn't sure who Shion was, or even what she was getting into, but she gets the feeling that whoever was behind them isn't exactly the best direction to run to, so she stuck with Shion instead.
Chris watched them run off, then moved to a fire escape. As he climbed up he saw guards nearing their position.
((Technically there was no fire escape, But I'll let you get away with it. Watching from above, so to speak.))
The Knights ran after a girl, Who appeared to be young adultish- Their faces were serious, Far from playful chasing or the intent to rape.
The woman had a strange mark on her arm, But from the rooftops, you couldn't see it well enough.
Her hair was long and brown- Her eyes a sparkling blue. As far as you could tell, she wasn't wearing any armor, but it was obvious she wasn't any ordinary citezen. Chris gets a slight pain in his head, and feels as if he's seen her somewhere before.
The Knights, with their slightly too heavy armor hobbled behind, Running after her.
((I usually expect for a response when I post, ya'know?))
The others ran into a dead end.
Behind them, They could hear the soldiers getting closer and closer, As well as the out of place laughter of the girl.
"What do you want to do?"
". . .Get em." Ellen says, As she points her nuetrelizer towards the guards, Who unaware, Kept running.
Chris watched the guards go by, then realized he was still sitting there up on the roof. He shook his head and started to run, then thought better of it and went back to the fire escape. By the time he had gotten down the stairs, they were almost out of sight. He hit the ground and started running. As he ran, he drew his Blackhawk.
The skinnier of the two knights suddenly ran faster. Within the next few seconds, he could see the group.
"Oh, FU-" However, Luck was not in his hands, And instead, Where there should have been flesh, there was a sizzling wound with blood spattered about.
His sharp cry in pain could be heard throughout Haven, And the nearby birds flew away.
The slightly. . . Chubbier knight looked around in panic, But the only person he could see was Chris. He reached for his gun, but instead only found his sword.
((Give me chance, Dig me deep- huh? YOU HEARD NOTHING!))
((I guess everybody just skim-reads, huh...?))
(Sorry guys. Not only does the lack of people doing stuff here, added with my low self esteem and lack of following through, But I just don't feel motivated anymore. What's a guy to do when there's practically no support?)
(- I generally tend to skim for things that relate to me...)
Nylocke's upset and fear were both well apparent, she curled up and stayed low holding her head afraid, she gasped and whimpered at the dead knight.
It didn't take long for her to hug to Shion's waist closely and bury her head into Shion's chest.
She was really beginning to think on what she had gotten herself into, now.
((What I'll be listening to for a good while))
Shion, With her hands full, Handed the Knife to Callus.
And Callus, Well- He was ready. Running along the walls, He jumped over the girl and rushed to Chris's aid.
The Girl seemed suprised to see people- But she didn't let it stop her. She rushed past the group- And removed a false wall.
"You guys seem like you're being chased, so come after me if you want to live."
Ellen raised an Eyebrow, but didn't object. A way out was a way out.
In the distance, the all too familiar horn sounded- Three times. The backup signal.
(I didn't know enough to make an accurate response akin to Chris's nature. All I know is that the guard is reaching for the sword, if he was charging or calling for backresponn it would be easier for me to respond.)
Chris held the blackhawk up, pointing at the remaining guard. With the alarm, backup would arrive and that would not end up well. Up ahead he saw the rest of the group and the opening door. He started forward, hoping to skirt around the guard.
The knight attempted to attack Chris with a downward swipe, But he tripped and fell.
Alas, A dagger was stuck between his shoulderblades.
"Come on, Let's go- We don't have much time."
Chris stumbled backwards to avoid the attempted attack. He looked at the knight who seemed to have put the dagger in the knights back.
"O-ok,"
Chris jogged towards the door raising an eyebrow at the mystery girl he'd recognized.
Through the tunnel, They went.
Callus, Meanwhile- Grumbled in discontempt, As he realized they were going the opposite direction of the bloodbath.
"Listen, If we seem like jerkbags or whatever, It's only because we're trying to keep eachother alive."
The mystery girl raised an eyebrow, But said nothing.
The silence was... Unbearable.
Ellen stopped moving- And turned around.
"Where the heck are we going? I mean really- It seems like an escape route, But are you sure this doesn't lead to more-"
Ellen was cut off. "No, Sis- This leads to the central tower. We should find something that will let us identify them."
"Brother, Why do you NEVER tell me when you're in another body?"
"It's easier that way. No emotional strings attached when I die."
Ellen stares in disbelief.
A hand shaped mark on the body-changer's face, and some bickering later- They arrived at what looked like another dead end.
"Give me a sec, There should be a switch somewhere..."
(I have a bunch of ideas, but not how to transition them. So right now, I'm just winging it.)
When they reach their destination which happens to be just far enough from the entrance nobody can hear but them,
Ellen speaks up "We have a visitor."
Shion's dagger finds itself at the newcomer's throat within seconds.
Hallum speaks for Shion, "Who are you? What is your alligience with the Council?" With a slight edge to his voice, But not anger or hate.