Spiral Knights - SI-7 (Fan-Fiction: APPS OPEN)

SI-7 (Fan-Fiction: APPS OPEN)

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Sat, 11/15/2014 - 16:04

Psychnade

Lore:
The Spiral Order, while fighting on Cradle, experienced an insurgency within its own ranks. A schism, "The Fall", created a rebel group called "SoLIAS"(Society of Learned Individuals for the Advancement of Science). They delved deeper into Gremlin and Clockwork tech, soon devolving into a sort of science cult that would push and kill anything or anyone for "the advancement of science". The Order subdued them, but found atrocities left in their old fortresses and hideouts. Knights turned into soulless husks, gears and cogs their source of life. Hideous amalgams of dead knights bound together by lichen matter. SoLIAS' leaders disappeared, and the threat is gone. For now.

The organization that took them down, SI-7, is called upon once more, when SOLIAS rises again. Take up sword, and fight.

App Format:

Name:
Gender:
Appearance(I might make a picture if I can for easier imaging):
Personality:
Powers(If any, and nothing too OP):
Bio:
Gear:
Misc(Anything else you want me to know about your character):

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 00:01

Ember-Break

... Can it be a remnant of SoLIAS technology?

Sl-7... Sounds like a cool name for an organization. I have an idea for a character if it can be a remnant of SoLIAS technology turned ally and secreted away within Sl-7. If it doesn't work, I'll edit over the App, but here it is:

Name: Lime
Gender: Gender-less -- but can manipulate features to look like either (to an extent).
Appearance: Made up mainly of a glowing Lime-Green like goop that can remain in form so long as it has a metal alloy attached to it. Its core is a single metallic core with wires sprawling out of it which sends currents through the gel to contact any metal connected to the slime. By default, the armor Lime wears is a form of Mighty Cobalt Armor and Almirian Crusader armor combination in appearance; it takes the leg-armor and frontal sash from the M.C.A, and the vent-neck and Gauntlets from A.C. Instead of most cloth in both sets, it is simply lime-green gel, which can differ in shades at the will of Lime's core. Other than that, Lime uses no specific weaponry, but rather brings itself upon its foes and melts down the armor into piercing spikes or other shapes for its weaponry/shields. Lime wears no helm. It technically has no "eyes" but rather uses light bubbles within its "head" to replicate them. Lime speaks by causing vibrations to occur over the small grid near its mouth-area.
Personality: Gluttonous and brutally honest. Lime never had a "filter" of sorts installed for its speech.
Powers: I guess Lime's attack abilities would count as a power. Lime also has a high attack-resistance due to its Gel-like makeup being condensed by SoLIAS. This Gel also makes its way back to the core whenever separated, and can be used as a makeshift meal if truly necessary. It is replaced by Lime when it consumes food... So Lime can get fat if it eats too much.
Bio: Created within the labs of SoLIAS while it was still active, Lime was the prototype of a new series of "Gel-Warriors" which could be used for a variety of things on the field. From combat to cooking to intel-gathering, the makeup of Lime, named for its color, was said to be "revolutionary" and was going to be implemented on the field before the project was suddenly scrapped due to the severe problem of being unable to comply with the creature's insatiable appetite. When Sl-7 disbanded the SoLIAS, Lime was taken under their "protection", but in the state it was in, it was no more than a mechanical core. Time passed, and Lime waited patiently, thinking about the delicious food-info that had been installed into its core as a prank by one of the SoLIAS researchers all those years ago.
As to not let the machine-gel go to waste, Lime has been selected to take part in the mission of locating and stifling the recurrence of SoLIAS.
Gear: See "Appearance".
Misc: Has many miscellaneous facts about survival and combat due to its programming, but tends to remain silent unless the topic of food comes up. Lime starts "druelling" if it gets hungry (quoted because rather than saliva dripping from one's mouth, Lime just starts dripping onto the ground and regenerating endlessly while making a mechanical humming noise). Also, due to the fact that Lime's been in storage for so long, there may be a lot of things different to take data on. Namely food.
Lime has a lot of functions. Like splitting up its gel for recon, hacking by bringing its core near computers, and other such things. The core was made out of the same materials used to make the Hull of the Skylark, so it's quite sturdy.
Lime hates salt. It doesn't make it disintegrate, but it's uncomfortable.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 01:46

Hexlash

A Wolver's Purpose

Name: Fullice
Gender: Female
Appearance: Shock of tussled blond hair framing her pale face. Her eyes are light brown and full of determination.

Personality: Fullice is fairly mellow and straightforward. She doesn't seem to fully understand social graces, but she does try to understand. She finds it easiest to just do what her job is, and do what she's told. Due to her social inhibitions, jokes and intense emotion puzzle her, often making her disappointed that she can't understand.

Bio: Fullice was raised by her rich parents, but was quickly discarded for the Spiral Order. She was trained, but was often a loner, finding it easier to be told to do things by others. However, during The Fall, she became intrigued with the usage of Gremlin technology, but she was quickly ordered to assist with SI-7 to take down the cult. Using her parents' fortunes, she had some SOLIAS members develop a specialized Voltedge for her, though of course this was never disclosed to anyone. If the SOLIAS members knew the weapon they developed had been used against them, or if the Order had found out resources were traded to SOLIAS, Fullice's career would have ended swiftly.

Gear: Valkyrie Mail, Azure Guardian Helm, Aegis, and her specialized Voltedge.

Powers: Her Voltedge can be slammed downward to produce one of two barriers. The first one is a metaphysical field that repels any metal objects, such as bullets. Any machines caught inside tend to break down, especially those susceptible to electro-magnetic pulses, depending on how close they are to the centre of the blade. The second barrier is an electro-physical barrier, like the in-game shield barrier, except far more powerful. Anything that touches it receives an electrical shock, and it blocks things regardless of their material, however, insulators tend to be able to break through, if forceful enough. For both, the larger she makes the barrier, the weaker it is.

Misc: She's um. Not very good at public speech, like she's -er, really bad and it... um... makes her feel incredible - ah - insecure.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 05:59

Psychnade

Apps

@Ember and Hex: Alright looks good, accepted

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 07:05

Keepscaite

Part human, part machine, all badass

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Name: Margot Ultimatum
Gender: Female

Appearance: A twenty-something girl with long (a little over shoulder length) dark hair, a little tall for a girl, skinny and bony. She looks normal, for the most part, if you ignore the fact that her entire jaw area had been mechanized into something that looks like a robot-shark, with overlaying rows of sharp metal teeth. She also has some kind of luminescent blue crystal embedded into the center of her back. Occasionally, her veins start to glow blue as well. In battle, she wears an Armor of the Fallen with a much shorter skirt and no helmet.

Personality: Appearances aside, she's actually quite gentle and soft-spoken. She's very observant of her surroundings and is also quite considerate towards the people around her. However, she has a tendency to act somewhat apapathetic towards herself, not having much regard for her health and safety.

Powers: The crystal on her back grants her the ability to regenerate, but not to the point of being instantaneous. At best, she can recover bigger wounds if she sleeps for over 8 hours, but if the connection between the crystal and her brain is somehow severed, she'll die. Her mechanical jaw has the ability to wind around like a chainsaw and drill as well, in all honesty, her jaws could beat any sword, but fighting an enemy by biting isn't exactly feasible most of the time. She can also channel the power of her crystal to shoot a laser, from her mouth. But doing so will exhaust her internal power-house, which could either knock her unconscious, or kill her. That being said, she has a lot of energy, and it's easy to recover, so she uses the laser breath quite often in battles. Also, eternal youth, an aspect of her power that she actually quite likes.

Bio: For a big part of her life, Margot was nothing more than one of the many researchers that worked for the Spiral Order. But when the Skylark crashed, the number of personnel within it dwindled, forcing her to fight in the front lines.
She was actually present during the forming of SoLIAS, back when they were still only focused on the advancement of science.

But she pulled out once the members start to get a little fanatical. However, the other members of SoLIAS coudn't exactly let her leave so easily, knowing as much about the organization that she did. So they tried to asassinate her.

She was nearly killed in her own home, somehow having taking down the asassin but suffering grievious wounds. She was forced to perform self-surgery on herself, using the technology she gained from being a member of SoLIAS. She survived. Obviously.

Since she was a former member of SoLIAS, it was no wonder that SI-7 recruited her. Though she went against SoLIAS, it wasn't for revenge (in truth, she's not even angry at her asassination attempt), but because she genuinely believed that SoLIAS was a danger that needed to be put to a stop.

The jaw wasn't there at first, but became a necessity because of certain reasons (read misc).

Gear: In battle, she wears an Armor of the Fallen with a much shorter skirt and no helmet. She wields a Dread Venom Striker and an Graviton Vortex. She also owns a custom-made Warhammer, she can power it with her internal energy to make it stronger, but doing so will exhaust her.

Misc: Her Crystal converts any kind of matter she ingests into energy. So basically, she's an omnivore. In a tight spot, she can survive by eating the ground. She also has taste buds, but she has the freedom to turn that on and off at will. When fighting, she generally assumes a 'Vanguard' role, doing her best to protect her allies instead of defeating her enemies. That being said, she has no qualms towards murder though, she understands when it's a necessity.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 08:09

Psychnade

Margot

@Keep: Accepted

Mon, 11/17/2014 - 08:33

Feline-Grenadier

Mook character en-route!

Name: Paul Strubbles - Group 154

Gender: Male

Appearance: Is he gonna take the shot? No? Aw...

Personality: An all-around average guy, Strubbles behaves as any normal person would : he gets provoked when taunted, sad when he loses something, happy when he completes his job, etc. He doesn't know much about anything concerning the military other than his given assignment, but of course, he doesn't have the guts to question anything that is considered superior to him. While he enjoys making small-talk, though, he's not one to start a conversation.

At other times, though, the best qualities in him causes him to be a hero when he's not. If he sees the circumstances are dire, he isn't willing to give up in the face of said obstacle. This would probably the defining reason of why he was accepted into the SI-7.

Powers: Like most of Group 154, Strubbles exceeds most of his peers in a unique sort of sense. His specialty would be inhumane flexibility and dexterity. With the amount of control he can have on his own body, he's often the poor sap that has to crawl through 6-inch vents, take Thwack Hammers to the face (and then twist it back if he dislocated something) after shoving his teammate out of the way, slide through the bars of trap gates to call for help, etc.

Some people can compare him to a "damned cockroach", but if you crush him, he dies like any other cockroach.

Bio:

Project 154 was an operation designed to stretch the limitations of current soldiers for more tactical, specialized usage. Men of ungodly strength, smarts, and wit were said to have been the inspiration of what would be the ideal Morai : a race of people superceding the old populaces to the point where genetically-based diseases didn't exist : cancer, defects, etc.

While its members never got close to that point, they were the best in their respective fields. Echo (you know, the guy in Hall of Heroes?), a striker-specialist Knight, was rumored to have at least trained or was one of the 154's products, but he wouldn't say.

Even after the Morai Wars, Project 154 continued in the vain pursuit of biological immortality. Their products, while more mundane than the ones made in Isora, had begun to lose common side effects : death, neurological damage, cancer, etc.

Strubbles, as aptly named by an endearing developer, was the cutest of his batch of tube-babies. The name stuck with him when he was quietly circulated into the rest of the recruit pool. He was the subject of everyone good and bad, be it smothered by the great big arms of Desna or crushed against the side of an adobe-brick building by a disgruntled (possibly jealous) subordinate, and he was relatively...fine with it.

And he's been like that ever since.

Gear:

-Magic Hood

-Ash Tail Coat

-Feral Cannon

-Cold Iron Vanquisher

-Ironmight Plate Shield

-Black Kat Seraphynx Level 60 T3 : Also named Strubbles.

Misc :

He can argue to the ends of the earth, sleep heavier than a block of lead, shoot everything BUT the target (unless the gods were smiling upon him that one time he snagged a zombie trying to eat his friend's face with a charge attack), and has a terrible sword arm. The only really, really good things he has is his flexibility, his shield, and his inanely useful luck, despite how outmatched he is against the weakest gremlin.

However, if he so desires, a little training would go a long way for him...if anyone actually ever felt like teaching him a tip or two about how to line up the sights on a gun to a target.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 14:06

Midnight-Dj

Need a competent fighter in here.

Name: Type-666, Desna's clone

Gender: Female

Appearance: a female version of this guy

Personality: cold, calculated and battle hardened veteran, this Desna's knockoff envys everthing that she was not, while Desna was the proud leader of the recon rangers, she was left behind to do solo operations. She started off thinking that she was better than Desna only to realize that she was a failed, inferior copy. However, Desna is probably the only one she believes that is superior to her, everyone else is either equal or inferior to her.

Powers: extremely well tunned body despite the accelerated aging as the result of cloning, type-666 (or you can call her 'Desna', she would be rather flattered) has studied the art of hand to hand combat. She is also proficient in assualt firearms, making her a deadly mid and close range combatant. She can also cover large distance by over charging her own muscle mitchondria, making her temporarily more flexible than even the most skilled Spiral Order strikers. However, this 'overcharge' can only last for a few seconds and type-666 will be left vulnerable while she tries to recover the massive amount of stamina lost during the 'overcharge'.

Bio: due to the high risk involved in been a recon ranger, Desna and few other ranger veterans volunteered to be a part of a cloning programme staged by SoLIAS back in the early days. On paper, it was a great way to preserve capable soldiers and create better ones in the process, however, like many early test clones, type-666 suffered many unforeseen gene degenerations and many gene therapies were conducted in order to fix these imperfections.

Fast forwarding to the time when SoLIAS gone rouge, type-666 was still not anywhere near complete, armed with the grudge against SoLIAS for their failure in making her the perfect soldier, type-666 was the first to reveal SoLIAS's dirty secrets to the Spiral Orders, in exchange for the information needed to accuse SoLIAS, the Spiral Order offered type-666 a place in the SI-7. She went on to take down the SoLIAS and many of her fellow clones, some were also Desna clones just like her, but it seemed that she emerged victorious out of all the clones.

Gear:

volcanic pepperbox with extended laser sight

Standard recon ranger armour

A flashy trench coat

A beret

dozen of caliburs for tossing

Misc: type-666 hates anything SoLIAS related, that will include Lime and Margot. She also has an obessession with killing the real Desna and take her identity. Her right eye is functional but despite that, she fashions herself with an eye patch to further resemble the original.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 14:46

Feline-Grenadier

Did you mean...rogue?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rouge

Rouge is the French word for "red" and may refer to:

Rouge (cosmetics), a cosmetic used to color the cheeks and emphasize the cheekbones
Jeweler's rouge or iron(III) oxide
Rouging, a form of corrosion applicable to stainless steel
Rouge (Power Stone), a character in Power Stone media
Rouge (Ranma½), a character in Ranma ½ media
Rouge the Bat, a character in Sonic the Hedgehog media
Rouge (film), a 1987 Hong Kong film
Rouge (film journal), an online film journal
Rouge (TV series), an MTV series about an Asian girl band
Rouge (newspaper), a weekly newspaper published by the Revolutionary Communist League in France
Rouge (album), a 1993 album by Fredericks Goldman Jones
Rouge (pop group), a Brazilian girl band (2002–2005)
Marco Lo Russo (born 1977), Italian musician
Rouge, an American band performing with Desmond Child
"Rouge", a song on Miles Davis' 1957 album Birth of the Cool
Air Canada Rouge, a discount airline subsidiary of Air Canada
Khmer Rouge
Parti rouge, a political party of Quebec which existed briefly in the 1800s
Rõuge, a settlement in Estonia
Rouge, Toronto, a neighbourhood in Toronto
Rouge River (disambiguation)
The Rouge or Ford River Rouge Complex, a Ford factory in Michigan, USA
Baton Rouge, Louisiana
Rouge (football) or single, a score of one point in Canadian football
Rouge (wrestler) (born 1988), Mexican professional wrestler
ROUGE (metric), an evaluation metric used in natural language processing
Rouge de l'Ouest, a breed of sheep

http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/rouge

1
: any of various cosmetics for coloring the cheeks or lips red
2
: a red powder consisting essentially of ferric oxide used in polishing glass, metal, or gems and as a pigment

https://www.google.com/search?q=rouge&rlz=1C1WPDB_enUS503US503&oq=rouge&...

Including results for rogue

Personality: Cold, calculated and battle hardened veteran, this Desna's knockoff envies everything that she was not. While Desna was the proud leader of the recon rangers, she was left behind to do solo operations. She started off thinking that she was better than Desna, only to realize that she was a failed, inferior copy. Despite that, only the original Desna would be worthy of being superior to her; everyone else fell far beneath.

Powers: She has an extremely well tuned body despite her accelerated aging, Type-666 (or you can call her 'Desna', she would be rather flattered) has studied the art of hand to hand combat. She is also proficient in assault firearms, making her a deadly mid-close range combatant. She can also cover large distance by over charging her own muscle mitochondria, making her temporarily more flexible than even the most skilled Spiral Order strikers. However, this 'overcharge' can only last for a few seconds and Type-666 will be left vulnerable while she tries to recover the massive amount of stamina lost during the 'overcharge'.

Bio: Due to the high risk involved in been a recon ranger, Desna and few other ranger veterans volunteered to be a part of a cloning programme staged by SoLIAS back in the early days. On paper, it was a great way to preserve capable soldiers and create better ones in the process, however, like many early test clones, Type-666 suffered unforeseen gene degeneration; heavy gene-therepy was conducted in order to fix these imperfections.

Fast forwarding to the time when SoLIAS gone rouge, Type-666 was still not anywhere near complete, armed with the grudge against SoLIAS for their failure in making her the perfect soldier, Type-666 was the first to reveal SoLIAS's dirty secrets to the Spiral Orders, in exchange for the information needed to accuse SoLIAS, the Spiral Order offered Type-666 a place in the SI-7. She went on to take down the SoLIAS and many of her fellow clones, some were also Desna clones just like her, but it seemed that she emerged victorious out of all the clones.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 14:33

Psychnade

Apps

@Feline and Midnight: Ok accepted, can start soon, just waiting I see if anyone else applies.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 14:34

#10

Psychnade

Heil Spellcheck

Dat grammar. I mean, "That grammar."

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 15:38

#11

Ember-Break

3 females, 1 male, and 1 slime.

If no one makes another male app, I'm gonna do it. Otherwise we're gonna need separate changing rooms for one lonely guy. I also hope D.Clone doesn't crush my character. He's too delicious to die.

[Spot reserved for a new App if no Males turn up, or comical nonsense if someone submits a Male-App]

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 15:41

#12

Sonosuke

I'm done being serious. Time to revel in insanity.

@Vin
I'm now tempted to make an app in the fashion of the average YouTube rager and see if you can translate it, word-for-word, back into what it originally meant.

Also, Dj's first language was clearly not English (no offense, bro). No point in grammar-checking the majority of the app.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 15:59

#13

Psychnade

Male apps

Yeah we need more boys...no harem plz

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 16:30

#14

Colray

Hiya

Name: Dreyus Lark

Gender: Male

Appearance: Middle aged ~39, tall, clean shaved face, with short dark brown hair, pale gray eyes.

Personality: Dreyus is an experienced knight, not afraid to silence the enemy, but at the same time he has a kind heart. He tries to make sure everyone is safe to the best of his ability. He has a soft voice, despite his build. He doesn't have any resentment towards anything, but he will fight when he needs to. He tends to stand up for others, but isn't good at arguing. He is intelligent, but doesn't know a thing about strategy.

Powers(If any, and nothing too OP): Weapons are modified heavily.

Bio: Dreyus was a guardian serving for the order when he was recruited into the SI-7. After the insurrection was put down, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the experiments he saw. He tried his best to do what he could with the friendly ones, the others not so much. He is great at his job at a guardian, he watches for the enemies moves and rarely attacks, mostly absorbing attacks with his reinforced guardian shield.

Gear: He wears Azure guardian Armor that he reinforced with an alloy of Sun Steel and Volcanic Iron, its almost as difficult to penetrate as Ironmight, with some added mobility. His shield is a modified Warden Shield(From PvP) that is rectangular and reinforced with a core of Shadowsteel.(Your choice if the shield can cast a larger bubble like in-game.) His weaponry consists of a Halberd polearm, with the half opposite of the Axe extended so it can hook and deflect. Nitronome with toned down damage and a large radius, functions as a flashbang instead of a damage dealer.

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 17:11

#15

Keepscaite

Now Stubbles won't feel

Now Stubbles won't feel lonely in the changing room :p
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@Psychnade:
Since you put the title as fanfiction, I'm guessing that you'll be the one doing all the writing. In that case, I have to as. How much input do we have in the story?

Sun, 11/16/2014 - 17:20

#16

Psychnade

Input

Not too much aside from the characters. I might do an RP after I finish this or it dies, whichever comes first, so you guys have more control over what happens.

Mon, 11/17/2014 - 08:28

#17

Feline-Grenadier

Pretty sure after a year, the words "rouge" and "Rogue" start to plant a seed of OCD in a lot of people.

Tue, 11/18/2014 - 06:00

#18

Liminori

Hmm

I'll probably make a character.
When I have time.

Tue, 11/18/2014 - 10:17

#19

Valorai

Heart of Valor

Name: Demetri

Gender: Male

Appearance: An average sized dark haired young adult (Mid-twenties). His garb is a thin black cloth resembling a cloak over very light armor plating. He also has bright icy blue eyes. There are several patches of skin covered by metal on his head and body, but you would have to be looking for them to notice them.

Personality: An introvert at heart, Demetri (Deh-mee-tree) is not a fighter. He is polite and courteous, but also meek, and very malleable when threatened or pressured. Despite this, he has a good heart. He will always choose the option that will save the most lives, no matter what someone else says.

Around other people, he's usually cautious and quiet at first. But when he gets used to them, he opens up and can be very friendly.

Powers: Demetri is a special case. The metal on his skin conceals wires and other modifications given to him. He has a communicator melded with his ear, given him slight hearing enhancements and can always communicate with others.

He also has enhanced vision. He can see heat signatures, but is otherwise blind in the dark.

Bio: Demetri has always been behind a screen, back at base while his comrades were out in the field. He would give them intel, enemy locations, supply drop times. Although he's been through little combat, he has spent countless hours watching through the visors of knights, observing techniques, weaknesses, capabilities. He completely saw it coming the day his squad was slain. Overpowering numbers consumed Rueben- he was a master in 1 on 1 combat, but crowd control was his downfall. That was Dommo's gig. Dommo could take out many enemies at once with that huge lumbering sword of his, but a small and quick gremlin with a dagger took him before he made a single swing. Gina tried to run, begging me to get reinforcements there immdeiately. An axe in the back, and she went silent. Demetri sat there for a while in the dark room only lit by monitors, nothing but the static in his ear making sound. Finally, he contacted his superior.

"It's done. But I don't know if this-"

"It was our only option. Thanks to those knights, we were able to get the supplies to emberlight. There were almost no hostiles encuntered along the way. Smart move, giving them flares to attract the enemy."

"But sir...Shouldn't we have told them that they were on a suicide mission? And why they would die?"

"No, it would have compromised the mission. Just know Demetri that you saved many lives this day. Trading 3 for a couple thousand is worth it."

Gear: Custom armor, mix of silvermail and a cloak. Lionheart honor blade, antigua, and no shield.

Tue, 11/18/2014 - 20:26

#20

Sonosuke

I'm done being serious. Time to revel in insanity.

Oh hey Val.

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 06:08

#21

Valorai

Heart Of Valor.

Oh.

You.

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 12:56

#22

Sonosuke

And add you to the list of people who don't care about me.

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 14:29

#23

Valorai

Heart of Valor

No no no, I care, it's just that I...don't.

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 14:53

#24

Midnight-Dj

@Sono

I care about you sono, I will draw you like one of my fancy French girls... oh wait, I already did :)

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 15:01

#25

Valorai

Heart of Valor

Is it your guitar, Middie? Is your guitar the fancy french girl?

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 15:52

#26

Midnight-Dj

@Valorai

No, I am serious, just look at what I did to Solotron , yep, I gender bended him into a girl... anyone else want to be drawn like one of my Fancy French Girls? I will do it for free...

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 16:08

#27

Valorai

Heart of Valor

My mistake. That is definitely not a guitar.

A really good drawing, but the face looked a little ape like.

Looking forward to seeing more Lolas!

Wed, 11/19/2014 - 18:26

#28

Sonosuke

I'm done being serious. Time to revel in insanity.

@Atg
Eh, I'm used to it.

@Dj
Eh, I'll take it.

Mon, 11/24/2014 - 00:35

#29

Feline-Grenadier

Another character?!

Name: Sophia Amoranza

Gender: Female

Age : 23

Appearance(I might make a picture if I can for easier imaging): Nexon's only merit : character creators.

Personality: An optimist at heart, Sophia is often tasked with keeping the squad together as one, given her background as a clinical social worker and prior training as a commissioned officer. While the majority of her initial work concerned the concealment and resuscitation of Emberlight's dying population, she was primarily selected to be part of the SI-7 after she allowed clearance for a hard decision : the sacrifice of Demetri's squad. She lives with this guilt, as well as dozens of other hard decisions everyday, and so, her resolve for going into the field to experience the horrors and glories of a messy war was only tempered.

Powers: As part of the SI-7, Sophia has clearance to use prototype systems to aid with squad support and commands. The following is a comprehensive list of abilities the Spiral Order has considered for future usage, all outfitted onto Sophia's suit :

- Heat-Based Light Source : Uses heat levels as battery charges. One charge will light a clear line of sight 25 meters ahead. 5 charges are spent on hi-beam. Both lights are approximated to have a 3-minute charge.

- Heat-Based Portable Generator : Uses heat levels to be converted into Mist Energy units. T1 Produces 5 EU one level each. T2 produces 7 EU. T3 produces 9 EU. Comes with a cable to power turrets, Mecha-Knights, and various other machines. Mist Energy immediately dissipates into regular non-excited particles of air if not transferred to a machine.

- Averter Prototype : One weak projectile will be dispersed without having the shield raised within a 2 inch radius of the user (activated after being tagged with an Averter round. 4 rounds are allotted to one person) The highest caliber of tolerance would be one from an Antigua or Sentenza. The Polaris and larger Gremlin-made projectiles can and will still cause extensive damage.

- Salamander's Breath : For a short time, all shields and heat levels will be entirely consumed to power a melee weapon. The melee weapon can dent alloys particularly easily, melt wires like butter on a hot stove, and damage HL (Hard Light : the tech used to create bubble spheres on most modified shields and robots. Shields undergoing this modification are infamous for having no real defensive battle after the HL sphere has dissipated) shields to a grievous extent. If a weapon is a lower tier than any one of the other pieces of equipment of the loadout, the user will risk severe burns as the weapon melts. Prototype testers have often reported being unable to eat, sleep, or perform most cognitive functions until 1) the device was ripped out from their suits, often causing fibrulations for the rest of the users' lives 2) the user is dunked into an ice bath for 48 hours and had to do various skin grafts throughout the entire body 3) the user died from heat storke.

Bio: Task Force 153 - Products of Project 153. Sophia, like so many other orphans and miscreant children, was raised under the foster care of a capable leader, trained from childhood to be the officers and fighters of tomorrow. Unlike the eugenic conditioning of Project 154, individuals from 153 went through rigorous raw training. Trainees were often pushed to the point of nearly killing each other, something that helped fighters incapacitate valuable targets without killing them. Recon Knights and the Elite Recon Rangers can testify to the usefulness of the ease of killing, though under law, were only allowed to label their training as "tough regimens".

That being said, they were also great team coordinators. Sophia, while cursed with the disposition for pacifist methods, was above most of her generation in terms of cognitive functions and management. With the select few, she was shifted into a sub-project then-labelled "Wise Magi" - a project that would allow individuals to segway into CO positions years ahead of the normal route for more sensitive operations via intensive training. Lt. Feron was rumored to be a product of the spiritual preceding project : "Solomon".

Sophia was 20 when she took charge of Emberlight's operations. During that time, she made one painful choice after another : Demetri's squad, then some more, and then some more...

...it'd only be natural she'd resign to a field post.

Gear:

-Mighty Cobalt Helm - Darkfang Color Scheme + Long Feather + Mecha Wings + Antennae Receiver

-Azure Guardian Armor - Darkfang Color Scheme + Prototype Mods (in abilities); 50% normal defense capabilities

-Aegis Shield - Darkfang Color Scheme + Averter Firearm Mod; 75% normal defense capabilities

-"Scalpel" - 5* Cautery Blade Prototype; Increased Damage High vs. Slimes; Decrease Damage VH vs. Constructs

Misc :

-Insomnia - Diagnosed 2 months after assigned as Emberlight's leading officer; she holds a prescription bottle to cause drowsiness, against doctors' suggestions.

-Ambidextrous - Skilled with both hands; can dual-wield lighter blades up to 4* or 5* Flourish-line blades.

-Anaerobic Intensive - Cannot dash, but can withstand long periods of moderate-light physical activities. Also cannot perform shield bash without self-harm, and cannot perform well under extremely dangerous conditions.

Sun, 11/23/2014 - 23:20

#30

Ember-Break

Still Alive?

@Psychnade
Wondering in possibly-vain-hopes whether this Fanfic is dead in the water or not. You haven't said anything in this thread in a week, after all.

As an aside... My App now has one ally that will despise its existence, and one who has weaponry and abilities that would decimate it. I hope the fact that I made the "no filter" call on his attitude/speech doesn't get him killed. Well... I hope that doesn't happen if this thing is still going to happen, that is.

Mon, 11/24/2014 - 00:27

#31

Feline-Grenadier

A little early, yo pienso.

Well, cuando un persona es un estudiante en un universidad or even secondary school / high school, la persona will not have enough time. Maybe on the 'morrow, maybe the day after, Psych may be able to make a chapter.

But really, considering his age, yo no tengo any expectations para el hacer a chapter consistently and commonly (though it'd be nice if he did) by the week, or even the month.

That aside, I doubt a squad of adults, young and old, will mind or care about something as menial as cursing...I think.

Mon, 11/24/2014 - 01:16

#32

Midnight-Dj

Oh well, just thought that I may write something to fill up the gaps.

The night was calm and Desna had another awful day on the duty, two more ranger initiates died out of the sixteen picked up this month, that left with only eight surviving rookies, a 50% mortality rating, that didn't bold well fo the already thinning ranks of the ranger veterans ever since the resurface of the SoLIAS.

Looking into the night sky, Desna took out a bottle of milk from a small compact fridge before swallowing the content. The calcium made her strong, but only on the outside, a woman like her seen much, every time the milk flowed down her throat she could remember the smell of rotten corpses of knights and Gremlins alike. The smell then suddenly intensified after a bullet shred through the night sky and punctured the milk bottle, with milk now covering her entire face, Desna frowned before turning to the balcony. A woman resembling her was pointing a smoking silenced master blaster at the forehead of the ranger captain.

"That was some good milk," said Desna before wipping herself clean, "What is it? Sister? You look like crap... didn't age well I persume?"

"I am tired of living as your shadow, Desna," said the woman in black trench coat as she withrew her handgun, "Just give me what I need and I will go... back to the shadow..."

"How does it feel, Type-666," asked Desna in a teasing manner, she knew what her clone wanted and opened the compact fridge, "to be so alone?"

Inside the fridge, there were syringes of Desna's blood, blood needed to cure Type-666 of her chronic disorder. The ranger captain threw one syringe to her clone and then sat onto a dirty sofa with a new bottle of milk.

"I got used to it," said type-666 as she injected Desna's blood into her own neck, "...My 'Genestigma'... it is unending, my body is constantly mutating thanks to your unstable, broken DNA strand, they are constantly breaking up and causing minor cancers through out my body... Curse you Desna, and your gene..." Type-666's pale skin was revitalized as Desna's blood, she knew it was only a temporary solution but atleast now it eased the pain. Her miserable existance served only to suffer the horrors of war.

"We are technically twins," said Desna in a joking manner, "We are family, we should help out each other, maybe next time you can save the blaster energy and the dramatic entrance..."

Mon, 11/24/2014 - 01:42

#33

Ember-Break

@Feline-Grenadier

Alright, that's understandable.
Well... Sorta. Never learned... Spanish? Was that Spanish?
Well, anyways, I could guess the gist of it, and I can understand the whole university/school n' stuff getting in the way of writing the story. But hopefully it doesn't take too long to see stuff happening.

Mon, 11/24/2014 - 04:56

#34

Almond-Riddle

Yooo, this is Keebscaite bruh

I just realized, but Lime and Margot together could utterly decimate an all-you-can-eat buffet lol,
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Name: Melman IV

Gender: not really either, but he identifies as male.

Appearance: A fixed up, lemon-yellow Mecha Knight. Except his head has no features whatsoever, not even a single lens to act as his eye. He does have a pink smiley face painted on his head though.

Personality: A complete, and utter joker. He's that guy who always has some kind of bad pun or lame impression at the ready. His voice bank though, is incredibly smooth, so his jokes are (usually) genuinely funny. He doesn't take anything seriously, unless things have gotten REALLY bad. He can also sing really well. Despite that though, he's a pretty nice guy and is always trying to put a smile on everybody's face. It's a shame he's not very good at reading social cues....

Powers: short-range clairvoyance, the ability to detect and process everything within a 35 meter radius, regardless of light and/or obstacles.

All his limbs and joints can spin at a 360 degrees.

Bio: Melman was one of the many recon drones owned by SoLIAS. One devoid of thought, personality, or desire.

When SoLIAS was destroyed though, some kind soul. took in Melman, fixed him up, and created his ridiculous personality. Up to this day though, Melman still has no idea who repaired him. He also has no memory of his days kn SoLIAS.

Gear: His 'feet' are actually 2 Iron Slug barrels. And he dual-wields 2 Leviathan Blades.

Misc: in combat, expect a lot of absurd movements and rotations, kind of like a really twisted break dancer. He has no shield, so he relies on jumping out of the way lost of the time. Melman is also capable of repairing himself- as long as his arms still work.

Mon, 11/24/2014 - 13:20

#35

Ember-Break

Lime-slimes and Lemon-bots.

SoLIAS really liked sour fruits, it seems. I guess that's what made their conflict so... Bitter.

Also, Lime can eat a lot of food, Margot can eat a lot of food. They both can eat a lot of food.
Never thought I'd see the day I'd ship a slime and an android.

Tue, 11/25/2014 - 14:39

#36

Valorai

Heart of Valor

9 days without response from OP.

Abandon thread!

Tue, 12/09/2014 - 21:52

#37

Critzer

Never abandon Thread you stay true all the way

(Even though the Thread may be "dead", ill still put in an app because i like making apps)

Name: Critzer

Gender: Female

Appearance(I might make a picture if I can for easier imaging): Its cute :3 Fury

Personality: Critzer is "bipolar" to the extremes. She can be happy, loving, joyful, bubbly and an all around nice person. But her flip can switch and she can be bloodthirsty, cruel, miniacle, hateful, vengeful, and most importantly outright insane. She likes those who are shy, modest, trustworthy, independent, and those who are straight forward. She utterly hates those who are smug, self-inflated, hypocrites, and those who complain about the same thing multiple times "My gun isnt working? Why isnt my gun working? This is stupid my gun isnt working!". Her short and fery temper and loose switch creates a distance between her and others but those willing to look past those features of her are welcomed with a huge hug and unrelenting kindness and friendship. Her bond to her friends is strong and unbreakable, her dislike of certain people is menacingly obvious and a bit scary.

Powers: Her body temperature is higher than average, making her body less idle and more active, her reactions quick, her attacks swift, her strikes powerful, and her mind quick. This is what makes her so insane though. It ca rise and fall according to how severe the situation is. Her core temperature is regularly at 120-130, making her extremely warm to the touch. She relishes flame when she is in the heat of battle, making her highly resistant of it. (Her flesh could be scorched and she wouldn't mind, as long as she is cleaving through her enemy's flesh like butter)

Bio: Critzer was at one point normal, she wasnt insane nor overly loving. But one day, she met a man of suspicious nature and the girl that stayed with him wherever he went. The girl was shy and not very talkative but was a little younger than Critzer. Critzer reached out to the girl multiple times until she finally spoke, only to say "H-hi...". Critzer smiled and tried more and more until eventually they where talking to each other day and night, laughing about the same thing, and played around all the time. Critzer had learned during this period that the girls name was Lidia, Lidia brought compassion to Critzer, the warm feeling of a friend who she was able to talk to and feel happy with. This was of course always accompanied with the looming man that Lidia always stayed within his line of site. Critzer got used to him over a period of time, dismissing the fact that he watched their every move. Critzer and Lidia were so lose that when both were tired, they'd huddle up against each other on the ground and take a nap, Critzer always felt that they were safe when they did this due to the man always keeping an eye on them.
Critzer woke up from one of those fateful naps with a large yawn and the smacking of her chops, her vision hazy and saliva thick. She looked to her left, then her right. These were not the walls she remembered from before her nap. She reached over to find out Lidia was gone and her walls were a mere steel cage such as those in an animal shelter. All she could hear were yells for help of children, crying, screaming, bars being banged, and steel being rattled. From the side of her cage, a face quickly appeared and she jumped, the face unrecognizable. The face spoke "Oh, you're awake, welcome to you new home Test subject C-R822." She leaned forward and nearly fell into the bars, she begged where her friend Lidia was and the face only let out a laugh and left her site. For multiple days the same wounds went on, her vision came back and so did the rest of her senses, only going back to the same state they were in every so often, she didnt know why. She constantly asked where Lidia was when ever she got the chance, and soon she got her answer. The man from the start appeared before her, peering into the cage with a distressed look on his face "Critzer, to get Lidia, you must follow me and do exactly as I tell you." Critzer was desperate and wanted her friend back so she nodded and followed his instructions. They reached a room and she was told to take the weapons she was given and eliminate the targets in the area led to by a door.
For multiple days she was told to do this, her skills getting better and her will weakening as she repeated the same ominous task over and over. She noticed the targets were pretty life like and the fake blood was quite realistic, but she dismissed the thought, her main goal was to get Lidia and nothing more. To some extent she enjoyed slashing and blasting the targets, her now mundane life had little motivation and variation, which only included how differently the blood splattered and what excuse the men gave her when she asked for Lidia. She lost track of time but after a point of a year, she demanded Lidia, she herself only a shell of her former self could barely muster up a shout of refusal. As she did this the man chuckled and made a sinister smile as he opened the cage and beckoned her to come out. As she motioned near the exit of the cage, the man grabbed her head and slammed it against one of the cages, knocking her out entirely. She woke up to find herself in a rig. Her body was binded and the only thing that could move was her arm, which was rigged up so it only went up and down. In her hand was a cleaver, stained in blood and the edge had multiple ridges of repeated use. Before her was a body, laid across the table and strapped in. There was a bag over the head and it slowly moved, then it spoke to Critzers horror "C-Critzer is...that you?"
Critzer was shocked and tears rolled down from her eyes, she tried to speak but couldnt, a gag covered her mouth, all she could make were grunts of displeasure. A voice came from a speaker above "Critzer, kill it". Her eyes widened and she shook her head. but her dismay, her arm started to lower slowely down onto the neck on the body as she did so, scream of agony came from the covered head. She jerked her arm all over the place but the rig held her arm firm as it slowly beheaded the body on the table until it was done. The head rolled off the table, the screaming stoped, blood was everywhere. The sack soon came off revealed a pale head with a recorder taped to it. Critzer was traumatized by the experience but was relieved it wasnt Lidia, all until men walked in and opened a nearby large door the slid open, it led to a lit room which she could see, inside were bodies piled up like heaps of potatoes. She looked at in until she saw near the bottom the face of her beloved friend. The skin gripping the scull and the dried insides nearly pushed out the mouth. At this point Critzer broke, she didnt show any signs of life after this, she was merely a husk. They took her back to her cage and she sat in the corner of it, her gaze blank.
The next day, the man that she thought she trusted woke her up like the day before and sayed "Time for target practise" She looked at him and gave a slight smirk, in which he smiled and opened up the cage as she began to walk out of the cage, he tried doing the same thing as the day before, this time she grabbed his hand and twisted it, breaking it then crushing it in her palm. She looked up at him, a menacing smile on her face and she tilted her head to the side slightly "Surprises only work once you know~" She proceeded to jab her fingers into his eye sockets and used them to grip his skull as she threw him onto the ground and began punching his skull to a bloody pulp, all while laughing. She left the area of torture in a patient gown covered in blood and gripping the battered skull of the man that Lidia clung to all the time that she knew her.
She never told anybody what had happened to her since then, she didnt think about them what so ever but the damage was done.

Gear: Critzer wears a set of skolver (keeps the cold away), has a Grey Owlite Shield, Fearless Riggadon, Magma Driver, Combuster, Tetra Heart pendent, and quick strike module. She wears a costume of all hallow Tailed helm (with vertiacal vents and glasses) and a fur cap (with bandoleer, wings, and flame aura).

Misc: Cold isnt her strong suite and she knows it, bit doesnt mean she wont go into it if she has to.
(sorry for the long bio, just couldnt stop...... i like giving depth........ Also opens up windows for op.... so yeah... um.... im not crazy >.>)

Tue, 12/09/2014 - 22:20

#38

Ember-Break

Dang nabbit.

I was excited that the thread popped back up.

But now I realize it's just my empty hopes and dreams re-surfacing. ; -;

Wed, 12/10/2014 - 04:07

#39

Keepscaite

What a shame, this was such a

What a shame, this was such a cool concept.

Wed, 12/10/2014 - 07:04

#40

Critzer

Oh well....

Meh, it had alot going for it, simple and the intro wasnt in depth but allowed people to base their character off of it pretty easily. Maybe one of yall should make a fanfic or rp or something.

Wed, 12/10/2014 - 16:46

#41

Ember-Break

Considered revamp.

Not sure if this is something that's allowed but someone could always just take control of this concept by making a new thread, seeing as it's been abandoned... Or... I think it's been abandoned.

OP hasn't posted here in 3 weeks and 4 days... So I assume it's been abandoned.

But I don't know who'd step up to the plate (if, once again, it's allowed to take control of this concept due to Psych's absence), and it certainly ain't me -- I've never GM'd, and I get the jitters easily.

Wed, 12/10/2014 - 19:25

#42

Keepscaite

I've never GM'ed before, but

I've never GM'ed before, but if it's for a simple RP (not the kind with a lot of rules like Machinauts or D&D) I'd be willing to give it a shot.

Wed, 12/10/2014 - 21:46

#43

Ember-Break

Out of the Ashes raises a pheonix.

Originally, this was going to be a Fan-Fic, judging by the title... But I really like the concept -- so it doesn't really matter what form the story takes.

If you wanted to use it, and it isn't breaking any unspoken rules, I'd join in on the RP if it's made.

Wed, 12/10/2014 - 21:50

#44

Colray

Same

First Psychnade comes back and tries to start Ascendance, then disappears. And he's back, only to make this and leave again! I do hope he returns, as well as Thinslayer.

Thu, 12/11/2014 - 00:32

#45

Feline-Grenadier

About Thin...

Last time I chanced upon him was here; I'd assume he's doing college studies, so I doubt he'll come back any time soon until his semester's done, if not his entire schooling. And yes, that IS the Malkalack that used to be here.

Dun worry, he's as harmless as harmless can get (which is subjective, depending on your sensitivity to on-the-fly insults and a grudge on you for essentially getting him hooked on a site that uses him for a punching bag).

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