((Actually, we're all scampering back to the Treasure Vault now, since the Defiler beat a retreat and Corpser is stuck in his Phantom ball. Glad to see your sign on is working, though!))
The Clockwork Renegades <[Final goodbye? :(]>
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 06:39
#252
Fight's over, dude
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 13:26
#253
A few changes could be used
((I have to agree that this certainly has gotten disorganized. I suppose what I can do is lower the player count cap. I could also stop applications during missions, or have the new applicants remain at the treasure vault. Those changes could help this become more organized. What do you guys think?
Anyway, I'm just waiting on Za-ck and Windsickle to post IC before confirming that we've left (That and I'm not feeling creative enough to make an IC post right now :/) ))
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 14:21
#254
Accepting apps during downtime
((I don't think Isis has posted since the retreat command either, actually.
As far as keeping new applicants in the treasure vault ... if they take a look at how long it seems to take to do a mission, some people may be turned off by the fact that they have to wait a month or two after their application to join the game, so my opinion would be to only open up to new players/characters between missions. Maybe edit the thread title to reflect the accepting/non-accepting status at the time. Threads in many of the other forums that I have roleplayed on denote whether or not they are open to new players in that way.
Oh yeah- Frostrex, your last post has given me the most maniacally wonderful idea.))
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 14:45
#255
Tevokkia's idea is pretty good
((Yeah, I agree with Tevokkia on the whole "New Characters Between Missions" thing, sounds like it would un clutter things a bit.))
"I'm-ouch-fine." Vakros said as he stumbled while getting up, but in the end took the arm. "Thanks." He said quickly, trying to hide his feeling of relief at not having to hop-step to the elevator. Vakros saw a Slag Guard he hadn't seen before, along with everyone but Subject 13, that stupid Silkwing, and Fridge.
((I'm feeling a bit suspicious again...))
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 15:10
#256
Don't worry.
Bettit wrapped Vakros' arm around her shoulders (with only a slight wince) and put hers around his waist to give him better balance as they headed off with everyone else. "Least I can do," she answered. "Your sleeve is going to match the front of you for the blood, though." She was glad she wouldn't have to carry him, because she didn't think she was capable of doing so: he was at least half a head taller than her, and probably bulkier, too (it was difficult to judge with his coat on, but she held no illusions about her own scrawniness). Rultaos must have a mistaken idea of the lifting capabilities of very small gremlins.
((No need to be suspicious, Isis. It's for if this roleplay ends and Corpser is still inclined to chase after Bettit.))
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 15:21
#257
((I agree. Constantly adding
((I agree. Constantly adding characters and their individual experiences in the middle of this mission and the battles is kind of disorienting.))
Subject 13 saw the Chimera fly right out of Moorcraft. Such a strange sight it was. But then, everything seemed strange ever since Subject 13 left the laboratory. But maybe it wasn't strange to others. Is the level of strangeness that something is, relative? Subject 13 didn't know. There were many things that Subject 13 knew that it did not know. It was content with that but it was eager to know more.
Subject 13 finally arrived at the aftermath of the battle. Such a strange array of objects. Charred floor and walls, rubble and stone strewn about the ground, the remaining Clockworks Renegades regrouping and preparing to leave. Strange? Even if it was, Subject 13 still had the mission to complete. Were they successful? Yet another thing it did not know. It was not even sure what the mission was. But, Subject 13 was but a tool. It did not think that it was important for it to know. It trusted its superiors. If it was important, they would let it know. So Subject 13 walked over to Q-77 getting repaired by a Silkwing, and it stood by for orders with stock discipline despite its eagerness to show its second passenger. ((Heheh. "Stock." Get it?))
Wed, 02/08/2012 - 22:29
#258
Pretty much
((Corpser is pretty much the symbol of vengeance. He will go after anyone who has caused him a great deal of pain until they die...))
Thu, 02/09/2012 - 08:29
#259
Short story format?
((Would anyone mind if I used the posts from this last mission to compile a prose version so that any new people coming in (or current players wanting to review) can get caught up more easily than wading through 250 posts of people coming and going?
Edit: Also, have some Corpser. I'll keep on doing the rest of the player characters as I have time, but I have a gallery showing that I have to do something for by the end of the month, and that comes first.))
Thu, 02/09/2012 - 13:14
#260
((@Tevokkia: I like it. Your
((@Tevokkia: I like it. Your idea and your art.))
Thu, 02/09/2012 - 13:32
#261
OMG!
((Corpser looks epic! Your art is amazing!))
Fri, 02/10/2012 - 03:35
#262
Updates and RP's
((I will use Tevokkia's suggestion to better organize this thing. I also dropped the player cap to 12 (since, if you add the villains you get 15). Also added the Corpser pic to the frontpage :) . Moving on))
Rultaos
Rultaos kept his eye on the Slag guard as he moved towards the elevator. The newcomer was visibly scared, and his color had changed to dark purple, but Rultaos still didn't trust him. Now that he thought about it though, something about the Slag guard seemed to ring a bell; perhaps the two had met before, when he still served under Vanaduke. Perhaps he should question the Slag guard when they returned to the Vault.
It might also be a good idea to study the orb that Subject 13 carried with him.
"Get on the elevator now. I'll keep watch if either one of our enemies decides to return" He told his comrades. He then turned his attention to the Slag guard and said "You will come with us back to the vault, I have a few questions that I want to ask you. You are also a witness to our actions and thus I cannot let you leave. If you come you may live, if you run then I will not hesitate to kill you" Rultaos said intimidatingly.
Despite his suspicions of having seen the Slag guard, he had to remain in the position of authority should his theory be incorrect.
Fri, 02/10/2012 - 09:06
#263
Elevator to ... somewhere
"I wonder where we're going," Bettit mused aloud, quietly, as she helped Vakros onto the elevator. It was a hypothetical question, really; despite her nervousness (and being unsure as to how all of them were going to fit on the elevator itself), it didn't really matter where they were going. They couldn't stay here, and she couldn't go home. Finally admitting that last thought to herself, the little goblin heaved a sigh and sniffled once, then immediately clammed up. She didn't want to cry in front of someone (or several someones) she had just met, so she gingerly draw her hand off of her head injury to study with unnecessary intensity the blood-soaked rag she had been pressing against it, occasionally blinking away impending tears.
((Thanks for the compliments on the art, guys! ... and do you guys realize that porting all the in-character posts into MS Word (disregarding any single posts by people who never posted IC again or posts that were retconned out), that everyone here has collectively written 65 pages of text? This is before removing internet spacing and merging people's posts so that the action flows, mind you, but that's still a lot of writing!))
Fri, 02/10/2012 - 22:58
#264
an idea for missions
((if we were to divide players among separate missions, i think it would make sense to put the tinkers (Elias and Bettit) with the constructs to better their performance when they are damaged (fridge and subject 13, who i have an array of Elias given nicknames i could randomly address him by until 1 sticks/clicks with subject 13(as windsickle would decide, cuz u said yourself it was probably temporary :P) and maybe put the non fighting chars with the battle ready (Rultaos). this would be my strategic standpoint at least, and plus, windsickle said subject 13 had a port across from his ram arm that could support attachments, who better to do that than the 1s who build stuff for a living? all of this is still, of course, up to azure.
on another note................. YAY, IM ALMOST AWAKE AGAIN :) :D XD >XD >|D *squints so hard with joy that eyes evaporate* >D))
Sat, 02/11/2012 - 00:38
#265
Fear
Hanaphs nodded. He stepped onto the elevator. His color stayed a dark purple, his color of fear. He just hoped he wouldn't say or do anything that might have him killed ((Again)), not that he had anything to hide. He was just nervous. The Slag Guard, besides the other thoughts he had, was starting to think he was forgetting something... Ah! He forgot to hide his calender!
If anyone saw he had written, and reported it to Lord Vanaduke, he'd be doomed! Lord Vanduke didn' listen to Hanaphs when he asked for permission to join the Clockwork Regenades- but Vanaduke would listen to anyone with any higher authority than him. The thought of it made Hanaphs worry more. He became shakey, but it was very unnoticeable, only to a trained eye or hand. Hanaphs waited fo the elevator to move up/down.
Mon, 02/13/2012 - 21:54
#266
Legitamate bump
((
Come on guys, I know we have our little sine wave (ish) of posts per time, but seriously, continue the story please! I want to do something :(
))
Tue, 02/14/2012 - 20:28
#267
Just Wrapping My Part Up
((Sorry I haven't been posting much as of late. Things have just gotten really hectic lately; I'll try to be more active from now on.))
Q-77 watched as the conflict arose. He wanted to help, but unfortunately despite the slight healing he got from the silkwing, he was in no condition to battle, especially seeing as he still had a missing arm. With a creak of some dented joints, he slowly got up and hobbled towards the elevator with the rest of the escaping Renegades. He looked over his shoulder at Test Subject 13, who was still eagerly following him. He ordered him to retreat with the rest of the rest, and together they stepped onto the awaiting elevator. Slouching a bit in weariness, Q-77 was glad that they could finally move on from all the action that had happened.
Tue, 02/14/2012 - 09:15
#268
@Necroterra
((Did you get the PM I sent you in game?))
Wed, 02/15/2012 - 01:55
#269
Departure
((Za-ck, you do know that the fight ended BEFORE everyone got on the elevator right? Well I'm sure that can be changed))
Rultaos
Rultaos waited for the entire group to be inside the elevator before stepping inside himself. Once the walls of the elevator went up, Rultaos pressed the button with the golden gear to send the group towards the Renegade's Treasure vault. Only now was he able to closely examine the group.
Fridge had returned with the Silkwing, but had apparently lost an arm which the Silkwing was unable to replace. Vakros seemed to be limp and was being supported by the small Gremlin they had helped earlier and vice versa. Subject 13 had accomplished one of their tasks and was carrying Konjuring Kat and a strange blue orb that reminded him of a dormant Phantom. The Slag guard kept darting his eyes left and right and remaining a constant purple; a sign of fear or anxiety.
"I wonder where we're going..." The small Gremlin said quietly to herself. "We are heading to Renegade Vault. It's an empty Treasure vault that is inaccessible with anything other than a Renegade elevator" Rultaos answered, he then continued "The reason I tell you this is because you have helped us, and so I consider you an ally. As long as you wish to assist the Spiral Knights in leaving Cradle, and creating a new and more powerful kingdom of The Clockworks, then you are one of us. I never got your name little one.
Might I know who you are and what your intentions will be now that you know of us?" Rultaos concluded.
The Defiler
The Defiler was not in a good mood. After he had returned to his lair in Dark City, he had discovered that his bag, containing all the important pieces to access Sanctuary Vault had been taken from him. [After all the trouble I went through to get it. Those blasted Renegades just take it from me!] He thought angrily.
More bad news was to come, unfortunately.
An assimilated Pit boss approached him and said "Master, I bring word from Scarle- err Green Fortress. Lord Vanaduke has besieged it and retaken it. All of our reserve forces there have been forced to take refuge inside nearby friendly Wolver dens. Retaking it is not advised right now as our forces are still trying to recover".
The Defiler scowled at this news (though he wasn't as terrifying as his Chimera form). "So where do we stand?" He asked. "Despite your power master, the new forces inside Scarlet Fortress will be too much even for you. Our help will be required, but as I have said our forces are still trying to recover" The Pit boss replied. "Leave, and return to me when we are ready to attack it" The Defiler said. "Yes master" The Pit boss replied.
The Defiler went inside the library and immersed himself in reading books on pathology, and Clockwork history. Until his army was ready, or until he knew the location of the other keys to Sanctuary Vault, he had nothing to do. Besides, he was powerless in his Spiralian form.
Tue, 02/14/2012 - 14:50
#270
In no mood to be cheerful
Bettit looked up at Rultaos as he addressed her, and stuffed the bloodied rag in her pocket. "My name is Bettit," she answered in a small voice. She didn't really like saying much in front of this many people she didn't know, but she was sure that the trojan would consider it an insult if she didn't answer right away. "I'm from Emberlight. I ... well, with that phantom wanting to kill me, I can't really go home. He seems like the sort that would kill my whole family if he caught up with me there." The small gremlin sniffed once, thinking about it, then paused to pull herself together.
"I'm not sure how you're going to help the Knights leave cradle, or what you mean by a new and more powerful Clockworks kingdom, really. But my other option seems to be wandering the Clockworks hoping that the phantom either doesn't find me or makes it quick when he does ... so if you think that I can be of help in some way, I'll stay with your group." Bettit forced a smile; she was in no mood to be cheerful anymore today. "I'll ... try not to blow up any more allies," she added, her voice shrinking a little more on every word.
Tue, 02/14/2012 - 15:46
#271
Vakros sure is.
Vakros couldn't help but snicker at the Gremli-Bettit's last comment. He looked around at the other Renegades, and smiled. It looked like none of them had died. Not even that stupid Silkwing.He was quite happy to be alive, and put on a slight smile, something he rarely did. He usually held in his emotions. He looked back down at himself and was pleasantly surprised that the blood had stopped. He turned to Bettit and said, "You look like you could use some bandages yourself." He handed her a roll of them.
Tue, 02/14/2012 - 20:00
#272
Not so bad, after all
Bettit turned her head towards Vakros and managed a smile that was less forced. "Thanks," she said quietly, accepting the bandages. "But I think I'll wait until I can get some help- there's still a chunk of metal in the back of my head." The young gremlin almost laughed at how stupid that sounded, despite her dark mood. Maybe staying with these guys wouldn't be so bad after all, if she couldn't go home. At least they seemed to take care of their own.
((I would like to point out that should anyone want to have a lengthy conversation with Bettit, I'd be more than happy to have that conversation in real time via in-game chat so that we can both use the transcript to make a post covering the conversation from our character's point of view.))
Tue, 02/14/2012 - 20:27
#273
Note
((Ah, sorry Azure. There was so much to read, I just kinda skimmed things a bit and I missed that. I'll go edit my comment right away.))
Wed, 02/15/2012 - 01:16
#274
Hey,
((Can someone find Corpser, or something? I want a character to pick him up unknowningly, then...))
Wed, 02/15/2012 - 02:11
#275
Encounter
((@Tevokkia: Noted, I'll be sure to chat in-game if I ever want to have a long conversation with your character. Actually, that might be a good idea for every player here. I'll stick it up on the main page :). I'd also like to offer you moderator status. You'll be given control of roleplay and story events and characters who have gone inactive but are vital to continuing the story. Tell me if you accept
@Frostrex: Here ya go :P. Note that all moderators can create an encounter if a player requests it))
Cobalt knight
He had finally managed to explore the deeper areas of Moorcroft. Kozma had told their group that The Spiral Warden was in no condition to guard the area at the moment, but since they had tier 2 or higher equips they were allowed inside. However, Kozma did not know of the orders given to the Spiral Warden and therefore did not mind this lone knight exploring Moorcroft.
The rest of his group continued down the elevator while he took a look around.
There were a great many bookshelves, but there didn't seem to be anything of interest. [This place looked so much bigger on the outside] he thought. Soon, he entered an old room that was incredibly damaged. The walls were recently scratched and smashed, and the ground had burn marks, possibly from explosions. [Looks like someone had some fun in here...] He entered through one of the doors and found himself inside a miniature library, but there was a peculiar item in the center.
A glowing red orb floated in the middle of the room.
[Never seen something like that before] Out of curiosity, he took the orb and decided to bring it back to Haven thinking it was an ancient or valuable artifact. He began heading back to the Manor foyer.
((In case any of you are wondering, the Spookats used a dark ritual to hide the deeper and restricted levels of Moorcroft, but when the Renegades left they weakened the illusions giving access to upper areas, but not the burnt library))
Wed, 02/15/2012 - 02:42
#276
Yay! Thanks!
Corpser could not think of any other ways this could have got worse. First, he couldn't kill just one measly Gremlin. Two, he got completely destroyed. And three, he was being carried by a dim-witted Knight, who must have thought something different of him. "This is going to be fun..."
Thu, 02/16/2012 - 15:54
#277
OOC
((@Azure-Orbit: Yes, I do accept, thank you.
@Windsickle (below): Thanks for the heads-up!
EDIT: On second thought, after quite a bit of time fiddling with in-game controls, I have discovered that there is no conceivable way to copy and paste the conversation, which makes for a lot of extra typing. If anyone would like to make things easier on themselves (and me) while having a lengthy conversation in-character, I would also be happy to use any other kind of chat program. I have AIM, Google Messenger and Skype, but if you have a different preferred chat program, I am willing to download it and create an account.
Also ... where is everybody?))
Wed, 02/15/2012 - 11:38
#278
((Hey all. Just thought I'd
((Hey all. Just thought I'd give you all a heads-up. I'm going to be out of town this weekend and probably won't be able to contribute then. I'll be back in about a week.))
Thu, 02/16/2012 - 18:12
#279
We must stay on the first page!
((I guess I'll just wrap this up))
The elevator stopped, and the gates went down. It was the Treasure Vault. Finally. He just wanted to curl up and sleep, but he knew there was work to be done. That Gremlin, Bettit, needed to get that metal out of her head before it became infected.
"Hey! Sardini! I need some help, I got a couple of injured 'Gades over here!"
"Coming Vakros!" The little devilite shouted as he ran up to them. They both started towards the medical tent, and Vakros turned and said,
"You ready to pull that bomb out of your head?" He laughed and continued forward, following Sardini.
Thu, 02/16/2012 - 18:33
#280
Bomb shrapnel, spectacles, and the camp
Bettit actually smiled at Vakros' comment. "Oh, I hope it's not a whole one- I'm not sure what I'd do if it managed to detonate twice," she answered in a lame attempt at humor, following the mender and his assistant for a few steps before hurrying to catch up and resume her helping-walk duties. "Are you sure you should be walking on that foot?"
After a moment, she reached back to feel her head. "It's really just a smallish piece of metal, and maybe some glass." Poking at it some more, she was able to verify the second as her fingers found the smooth, rounded end. "A bit of a lens from my last pair of spectacles, if it was the bomb I'm thinking of." She wasn't sure whether or not she should be embarrassed about that, so decided to forget about it and look around at the Renegade camp. She had never seen so many different kinds of creatures gathered in one place before, some of which she couldn't even identify with her limited wanderings. Then again, she had to squint at them, so maybe she had seen them before and they hadn't been particularly clear then, either.
Thu, 02/16/2012 - 20:42
#281
an idea and a que
((heres an idea for the conversations.
1) if uve already typed it into game chat, u can highlight the bar and press ctrl+c to copy, ctrl+v to paste.
2) instead of doing it right from game chat, u can start it in MS Word and type ur portion, then copy from there and use ctrl+v to paste into the game chat. this will cut ur "extra typing" in half cuz ull only have to type up what the other person say.
3)i think its a great idea overall, and i think (1) and (2) could help a lot :D not much of a 3rd bullet, but it works XD.))
((also, when i say que, im reffering to the fact that ima stay dormant until some1 (a mod or azure) says they see something wierd happening or something and i wake up. when this happens, my entrance was me waking in a cage, so i guess maybe i could flicker sporadically and u throw me in there for safe measure. but thats up to whoever ques my awakening))
((still wondering what u think about the whole mission teams thing i brought up...))
Thu, 02/16/2012 - 21:43
#282
More OOC!
((That can be done, too, although depending on what chat programs everyone has, I suppose the parties having the conversation can choose whatever they're most comfortable with.
The team missions sound like they could be a good idea, depending on how the story goes. If we end up doing more than one thing at once that requires smaller groups, your idea may be a good option for deciding who goes together.
I believe Subject 13 has your ball right now, although Rulatos seems like he may be requisitioning it soon. I'm sure he'll cue your entrance within his next few posts. :) ))
Thu, 02/16/2012 - 22:21
#283
((I am definitely in support
((I am definitely in support of the whole chat logging idea.))
Scharr
--Person Identification in progress...
--Result: Trojan Rultaos
--Distance: 50 meters
Scharr decided that it was time he introduced himself to the Renegades. After determining to talk to Rultaos, he had followed them back to the Treasure Vault.
A moment later, he stepped out of the shadows and disengaged his cloak (because it expends huge amounts of power when moving compared to standing still), and then walked straight into the path of the Trojan.
I hope that he doesn't consider me a threat... He thought.
Torx
"Sir! The Renegade party has just arrived from Moorcraft!"
"Thank you, do have the mission report, in full?" The reply came.
"Yes sir! Here it is." The little Devilite quickly scurried off.
I wonder why they always feel the need to be so busy...
Torx flipped through the report, glancing at the descriptions of battles, the fallen renegades, and, more importantly, the newly added ones.
Including one very familiar name: Bettit.
Uret, I sure hope you told her where you left that box...
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 17:38
#284
Moving on...
((That sounds like a good idea. I'll be sure to use the chat log when having a long conversation, like what's about to happen to me and Necroterra XD. Unfortunately I can't play Spiral knights right now, hopefully I can do it soon, or we find some other way of chatting :P))
Rultaos
Rultaos was relieved when they returned to the artificial sunlight of the Treasure Vault. The myriad of tents and countless creatures roaming around were a welcome sight after any battle. Unfortunately, Rultaos felt that they would be deployed once again very soon. [I just hope I can get some rest before then] and with that thought he began heading back to his tent; on the way he would give the specifics of his experience to one of the devilites, along with the suspicious Slag guard who was still following him, to be sent to Takun.
Before he got far though, he suddenly heard a voice shout "Do not move!"
Rultaos turned around and saw a red Mecha knight confronting a Retrode that looked more "complete" than others. "You are not authorized in this area. Leave now or you will be terminated" the Mecha knight announced. Given the fact that the Retrode still hadn't reduced the mech to scrap, Rultaos thought that it may have some peaceful intentions.
"Stand down renegade, I'll handle this" He told the Mecha knight. "Yes commander Rultaos" The Mecha knight said. After he left, Rultaos turned towards the Retrode and said "I don't think I've seen you around here before. If you come as a friend then we welcome you with open arms. But if you come as a foe then I will give you 3 microcycles to leave before we reduce you to spare parts. So, who are you and what are you doing here?"
((Let's just say microcycles means seconds :) ))
Cobalt knight
The young knight was full of glee as he made his way to the elevator. He could not wait to show the fellow knights on Haven his new... well whatever it was he found. He was wondering if he should keep it or sell it on the auction house. He would need to find out from the Strangers what this "thing" could do actually. In the middle of his reverie though, the orb began behaving erratically, growing and shrinking, shining and then becoming dark.
Out of fear, the poor knight dropped the orb on the ground and drew his Calibur. He shakily held the sword waiting for what would happen next. Of course he had never been to a graveyard, so what would he know about Phantoms, much less an anger-fueled one.
Fri, 02/17/2012 - 13:03
#285
Calmity
Hanaphs stepped off the elevator like everyone else. His color brightened a bit as he realized he calmed down. He knew he wouldn't be hurt, because he did not mean to do any harm. No longer afraid of what would happen here, his color was still purple. He just hope no one would come inside his room. His color brightened a bit more as he knew he wasn't really an important person. Of course, if for some reason, the Slag Guard was called upon, he might be in trouble.
The Slag Guard followed Rultaos the Trojan, until he heard a voice shout. Rultaos turned around, in which Hanaphs did the same. He waited in his spot and watched as Rultaos sorted out the problem that seemed to be forming.
Sat, 02/18/2012 - 15:51
#286
Missing in action
((Guys (and gals)... where did you all go? Don't tell me you all quit on me to let this sink into the 2nd page :/ ))
Sat, 02/18/2012 - 16:00
#287
((Even more OOC!))
((I'm just chilling out waiting for something to reply to - Bettit was going to be tended by Vakros, who hasn't posted since last time I did. Nobody else is really requesting NPC actions at the moment, so I'm a little stuck unless I want to pull something out of left field, which I don't at the moment. ... although the wait has done wonders for my being able to work on my (slightly related to the Renegades) story. It's almost done ... 14,032 words and counting.
Are there exams going on or something? I don't know how many of you are still in school.
Hey, Frostrex! Come terrorize that poor, dim knight! XD))
Sat, 02/18/2012 - 19:50
#288
((I'm on a skiing trip, and
((I'm on a skiing trip, and I'll give full control of Vakros to Tev until I get back. :D ))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 06:41
#289
Vakros does some doctoring and Bettit regains her cheer
((Oooh, that's dangerous, Isis. Just kidding - I'll edit this post with something in-character by morning (I'm about to get ready for work) and do my best to keep Vakros true to form ... if there are some little inconsistencies, I'll be happy to edit it when you get back. Have fun skiing!
Later ... Okay, here we go. Tried to keep it simple and conversation to a minimum. Again, I can edit later if need be.))
Vakros chuckled and shook his head at Bettit's attempt at humor and the non-sequitor comment that followed, accepting her help walking as they both followed Sardini into the medical tent - it would just get them there that much faster.
Once inside - Bettit seemed fascinated by the tent, privately marveling at how different it was from the healer's stall belonging to her Mitter's friend - the mender carefully extracted the piece of metal from the back of his patient's head. He had been right: although the piece of glass attached to the metal was small, it was unmistakably a piece of lens. He studied the piece for a few seconds as he applied pressure to the fresh bleeding, unsure of what to think of a gremlin who used her own spectacles to build explosives ((partially because I'm unsure how he would react to something that silly XD)). So he shoved the ridiculous notion away, determined the wound would not need stitches, and bandaged Bettit's head before giving her a quick once-over to make sure nothing else needed attention and setting her free.
"Do you need any help with anything?" the younger gremlin asked. Bettit had always thought menders' work was interesting, and besides, she wanted to make very sure she had made up for her ill-placed bombs, even though Vakros didn't actually seem angry at her over it. "I don't know much about doctoring, but I have agile hands and can follow directions." She smiled hopefully in her slightly-crooked way.
"No thanks," Vakros answered, glad to be nearing the end of what had turned out to be a very long, rough day. "Sardini is going to help me with this foot and, barring anything else happening, I'm going to get some rest."
"Okay then," Bettit said, not terribly disappointed (she hadn't really expected him to want her help, after all). "Umm ... if you want me to fix that when you wake up, let me know," she added, indicating the hole the piece of shrapnel had left in the front of Vakros' coat.
Not waiting for any real response as the mender automatically looked down at where she had pointed, Bettit picked up her bag and practically skipped out of the tent, her usual cheerful demeanor restored now that she had more or less resigned herself to her situation and she no longer had a foreign object sticking out of her head.
Her next plan was to find a quiet place to fix her backpack strap, take stock of her bombs, and maybe build something new with the pieces she had collected before she reached Moorcroft, if she had the right ones. Oh, and eat, too. Definitely eat, if she could find something.
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 12:02
#290
gonna change scharr's syntax a little
Scharr
*Emotion check init:
--target: Trojan 'Rultoas'
|est confidence;target 80%
|est threat;target 75%
--course of action:
|resp +
"Do you realize that you probably couldn't touch me if you tried? You would be a stain on the floor already if I came here as a foe."
Actually, that was a complete lie. Remaining cloaked for so long had left Scharr with less energy than he would have liked, and even at full strength, this particular Trojan was much more powerful than most, probably too much for him to defeat in open combat. His option left was that of intimidation; the Trojan had absolutely no way of knowing how powerful his opponent was. Scharr did.
"No, I come here for assistance. You have been fighting the Knights in your own way. I hold no resentment for them, but their presence perpetuates my imprisonment. They must leave Cradle. I will join you, but under my own terms."
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 13:48
#291
Rest
Q-77 was exhausted after the ordeal at Moorcroft. His armor was battered, and his internal energy cell was running low on power. He slowly trudged to the local repair tent for the construct members of the Renegades and sat down on one of the many tables they had strewn about. A gremlin arrived to look him over and begin the repairs. As Q-77 shut down, his last thought was: "I hope the next mission will be easier".
((I'm back and hopefully I'll be more active from now on))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 17:50
#292
Diplomacy
Rultaos
The Retrode seemed to study him for a while before finally responding "Do you realize that you probably couldn't touch me if you tried? You would be a stain on the floor already if I came here as a foe.". Rultaos found this to be very arrogant; true he might actually be defeated by this Retrode in single combat, but they were in Renegade territory and Rultaos would have their entire force at his back.
Before he could reply though, the Retrode continued.
"No, I come here for assistance. You have been fighting the Knights in your own way. I hold no resentment for them, but their presence perpetuates my imprisonment. They must leave Cradle. I will join you, but under my own terms." He said. Rultaos considered it for a moment, he wondered if this Retrode would be of any use to them. Despite his supposed overconfidence, the Retrode might be a good ally on the battlefield.
Finally he said "I see nothing wrong with letting you join us, but before I present you to the recruiters, I would like to hear your conditions.". Rultaos hoped that this Retrode's terms would not be too unreasonable.
((I really need to get online more to cut the post counts these conversations take >.<))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 20:18
#293
Only vaguely related, but ...
((Okay, the story is only vaguely related, but there are some mentions. In case you haven't seen it: The Writing on the Wall))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 20:25
#294
Scharr
Scharr was relieved to
Scharr
Scharr was relieved to hear that he would not have to fight his way out. "Well, then my first term is this: If in any way, the Renegades decide to inhibit my goals, I may be allowed to leave at anytime unbarred. Second, I am not going to be just a lackey. If a demonstration of my abilities is required, so be it, but I demand to have a say in what happens here."
"Third, I require that a gremlin be sent to me to reprogram me. Do not ask why, I will not tell you. ((Of course, you all know already if you read my bio)) Suffice it to say that the bug has ruined my existence."
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 22:49
#295
Tev
((Is it the one with Corpser trying to horrifically murder Bettit?))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 22:58
#296
@Frostrex
((Uhhhh, no. That's the one I would write if the game ended prematurely. Besides, depending on how things go, he may get to do what I had planned in-game. The story is actually the one with the blind mender I had drawn, but it takes place at the same time as what we're doing now and there's a little bit of event crossover.
Also, since you're here, is Corpser going to come out of his ball to pester that knight?))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 23:00
#297
...
((Dunno. I'm thinking about killing him, or using him as a minion...))
Sun, 02/19/2012 - 23:01
#298
@Frostrex
((I really like the sound of the minion idea, but killing him works, too))
Mon, 02/20/2012 - 06:25
#299
Island Hopping
Vakros needed some rest after that ordeal in Moorcroft, but knew that some things had to be done. First he took off his coat, leaving only a slightly burnt shirt underneath. He stepped out of the Medical Tent, heading for a Greaver called Gigi who was known for her weaving skills. After leaving the jacket with one of her assitants, he walked to the center of the Vault, trying to get some fresh air before heading to his home. Rultaos and a Mecha Knight were talking to a strange looking Retrode. All he could make out was "Gremlin" and "reprogram". Vakros hoped they didn't think he could do it. Quite frankly, he couldn't fix a bot if his live depended on it. Maybe that new Gremlin could be of assistance. He decide to ask her later, after he got some much needed sleep. He started limping towards the bridge that connected the island he was staying on to the main Treasure Vault. It was going to be a fairly long walk, and his foot, which was banadaged up, wasn't going to shorten it.
((Thats my idea of how all the Renegades fit into one TV, but I can change it if you dislike it.))
Mon, 02/20/2012 - 07:54
#300
Back so soon?
((I had the impression you were going to be gone for quite awhile, Isis. I wouldn't have posted as Vakros if I thought you would be back today.))
Bettit realized, after skipping off and passing quite a few mysterious tents, that she had no idea where she was going. As usual. At least she didn't have to figure out any elevators, though.
The small gremlin considered asking Rultaos as she passed the place where they came in, since she already sort of knew him, but he seemed occupied with something important, and if there was one thing she knew, you didn't bother someone who was occupied with something important. Especially if you were Bettit, who had a habit of messing things up.
She supposed she ought to be less nonchalant about that fact, she thought as she lost her skip and slowed to a walk. She had gotten used to it and so had the gremlins in her home ... well, her new home, anyway ... borough, so it was rather expected of her. Maybe this would be a chance to try and remake herself into something more than the silly joke most of the people she knew probably thought she was.
Sobered again, Bettit eyed tents as she passed. No reason to investigate, really, and she couldn't see well enough to get an idea of the insides even if the flaps were partially open. Eventually, she found a corner bit of wall and a patch of grass a few feet square that nobody seemed to be using for anything and threw herself down, sloughing off her goggles, coat and hat to set them next to her (although not before making a face at the flaking slime of dried blood that covered the inside and out of her collar and making a mental note to ask someone friendly-looking where one got a bath around here).
A roll of T'Keva's best stitching thread sticking out of her mouth (it was the strongest kind, after all, and the mender had given it to her knowing how she tended to destroy things), she pulled out a heavy needle and went to work on repairs. Her stomach wasn't growling enough to warrant overcoming the fact that she had already met enough new people today.
((Ah, minutiae. How do I manage to write such long posts full of it? Also: last post on page 6!))
((Darn, sorry guys, but I'll be inactive for quite a while longer since i somehow can't log on with my home computer. Until next time!))
((EDIT: Okay, back on! Apparently there was an issue due to me adjusting the date and time on my PC while Chrome was open :P and 6th page! Also, do you think I should assist the battle or stay back? I think I feel like throwing spines into the playing field :P but I'll just wait until you guys chime in.))