Spiral Knights - The Clockwork Renegades <[Final goodbye? :(]>

The Clockwork Renegades <[Final goodbye? :(]>

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Mon, 02/20/2012 - 19:39

#301

Isisdelltion

Back so soon?

((@Tev: Yeah, I thought I'd be skiing longer, but we came back earlier than expected. :P
301 Posts! XD
Edit: SO MANY NEW PEOPLE! EGAD, DON'T EAT ME!
Another edit: Has anyone seen Lordofnecromancers? He hadn't posted since the whole "Bad-guys in TV" thing.))

Mon, 02/20/2012 - 15:44

#302

Ebil-Bunny

My application. I hope you let me in! :)

Name: Terarr

Race: Devilite

Gender: Male

Personality: Mischievous

Appearance: A blue Devilite with the gold Renegade symbol on its back

Equipment: 2 daggers poisoned with sleep(more like small knives, but to him they are daggers), stuff to make traps, and his mischievous spirit.

Skills: Sneaky, Terarr uses both daggers when fighting(like double attack). He can lay traps, and he knows about the secret project that the older devilites work on (I don't know what it is at the moment, but if you let me in, I will think about it. Don't worry, it won't be super, ultra powerful).

Biography: Terarr was a sneaky devilite, always laying traps for others, both friend and stranger (He'd go easy on his fellow devilites), and just plain being naughty. He had lots of time to be a jerk, too, because he was to young to work on the secret project. Also, he had been out lurking one time, and he learned a bit of the project. From that day on, he had spied on them, and learned a lot about it. Another time, he had been setting up a trap for anyone stupid enough to come there. While he was doing this, he saw a trojan just waltz through his city (Well, not waltz, but come in uninvited). He was about to attack it from behind when he saw it kill any devilite that opposed him, and absorb their souls. Terarr was delighted when the trojan walked towards the trap he had made, but when the trojan crushed it without even noticing, Terarr ran like mad! Later the devilites where talking about this mishap, Terarr learned about something called the Renegade (don't ask how the devilites knew this), and the trojan was named Rultaos. Then he decided then and there that he would join this "Renegade". So Terarr left during devilite night, when the day devilites where sleeping, and the night devilites where working.

Additional facts: Terarr likes Chromalisks, he once had one as a pet(untill using it as a prank, a trojan killed it). He doesn't mind Wolvers either, but he can't stand Lumbers, or any construct beings. Doesn't like undead, either.Well, Terarr kind of likes Kats, but no other undead. He love tricking Slimes, and using them for tricks, as well (they don't do on purpose, of course).

Suggestions: I have none, sorry. :(

Seal of the Rebellion: T.C.R.

PS. Tell me if this is to short, and I'll try to make a longer one, but don't do it just because you like reading, do it because you don't think I'm good enough.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 11:59

#303

Flyingninza

My Application

Name: Tickafir

Race: Gremlin

Gender: Male

Personality: A cheerful, happy young fellow who is always ready to make someone laugh, but never willing to talk about himself, effectively hiding dark secrets.

Appearance: Looks like a Darkfang Mender, but with a blood red wand and symbols instead of purple.

Equipment: Darkfang Wrench Wand, with a blood red crystal.

Skills: The ultimate tinkerer, Tickafir can repair, build, remake, and disassemble almost any machine that exists.

Biography: Bring one of the gremlins that worked on Project "Mecha Knight 2.0" Tickafir took a liking to the Q-77 unit, and when it was decided to melt the construct into scrap, he snuck him into the Clockworks, then followed him until someone wearing a strange golden symbol found him. While returning home, he saw all the beauty and wonder of the land around him, and decided to do whatever he could to stop this from being destroyed by the war between the inhabitants of the Clockworks, and the Spiral Knights. Upon returning home, he saw that the whole of the city was in chaos, with gremlins fighting gremlins, with the Crimson Order dominating all. He quickly went to find a friend of his, named Ezylana, and asked her what was going on. She told him about the elite gremlins taking over the giant workshop, usurping King Tinkinzar, and told him that for his own safety, he should leave the colony. "But where will I go?" asked Tickafir, thinking about the recent threat of some kind of "Defiler". "You should go to Torx, and join the Renegades." she replied. "The Renegades? Who are they?" Tickafir wondered. Ezylana explained to him about T.C.R., and he decided that this was the best thing to do. Grabbing only his Wand, and some provisions, he set out into the clockworks, hoping to stumble onto someone with that strange golden symbol. In the meantime, he would go to Moorcroft, knowing that right now, knowledge was his best friend.

Additional facts: Tickafir gets nervous around other gremlins,talking little and hiding his face when they are nearby.

Suggestions: None, this all seems cool to me

Seal of the Rebellion: T.C.R.

((If I did anything wrong, let me know. And I hope its OK that I made him mysterious and enigmatic, hinting about a deeper identity.))

Mon, 02/20/2012 - 18:16

#304

Tevokkia

Applications

((@Ebilbuny: Your character looks interesting and it's not too short, although I would recommend working on your sentence structure just an eensy bit. Also, just a quick question: is your character meant to be an already-established member of the Renegades, or are you just coming in? Not going to be final approval, since Azure should probably rule on the secret Devilite project. And just a note: many of the player characters are constructs, actually, so your character may have a bit of a hard time of it having to work with them the way he's currently set up.

@Flyingninza: Mysterious and enigmatic is okay and the traits you've laid out for your character are good, but you've got a lot of the other players' characters in your backstory and will need to get their okay first. Between that and the usurpation of the workshop, you may have to end up changing a few history/biography details to be accepted.))

Mon, 02/20/2012 - 18:34

#305

Ebil-Bunny

Re: Applications

Does that mean you want me to make a new app, or remake the old one?

PS. Terarr is supposed to have just joined.

Mon, 02/20/2012 - 20:05

#306

Tevokkia

OOC

((@Ebilbuny: Neither, actually. I just wanted to leave the final say up to Azure so he can hash out the secret Devilite project with you if need be. I was recommending that, should he accept you, you should watch cramming too many unrelated things into a paragraph when you post, for clarity's sake: separating things out a bit just makes them easier to read. Again, though, it was just a suggestion.

@Necroterra (below): I'm up for it if everyone else is.

@Isis (far, far above): I've seen him around the forum a few times, but it's been awhile since he's posted here.))

Mon, 02/20/2012 - 21:27

#307

Necroterra

At the Applications

((@ Elilbuny, first of all, its Renegades, not Renegade. Meh.
Second, you app looks fine, no problems with it, so Azure will give the final word when he replies to Scharr.
Third, no need to make a new app.
Fourth, me and Tev are already working on sort of a major plot climax, so your idea may have to wait or not ever happen.

@ Flyingninza: That actually impressed me a little, as it showed that you read all 6 pages of posts. Although most of the references are a tiny bit off of most of the characters, they are close enough that I don't think any one will have a problem with it.

Also, I had an idea: whenever someone post an app, why don't the 4 mods (me, tev, zack, and azure)) all vote via in game mail (as in send it to Azure) as to whether or not the app should be accepted or not? What do you think))

Torx

Torx needed to talk to Bettit immediately. He called over the nearest Devilite and ordered him to find Bittit at once. The little devilite dashed away, eager to complete its new task.

((I have given Tev the right to control my character in full for the next post.))

Mon, 02/20/2012 - 23:24

#308

Tevokkia

Long, serious post by Bettit and Torx

((Well, let's see how the fruit of our in-game chat session has turned out ... I did add a teensy bit more dialogue as it seemed warranted.))

Bettit had just finished repairing the strap of her backpack (and was searching through her bag of miscellaneous junk for a suitable scrap to fix the hole she had scorched in her hat) when she heard an unfamiliar voice calling her name. A really unfamiliar voice. She looked up warily, part of her automatically assuming she was in trouble for some reason or another.

The caller was a devilite, she discovered, after squinting hard for a moment in the general direction the call had come from. She couldn't think of a single reason a devilite would want her, and indeed he didn't seem to much know who he was looking for beyond her name (and possibly that she was a gremlin), so she let him call twice more before shoving herself gingerly to her feet; her shoulder still hurt, as she hadn't wanted to bother Vakros with it.

"I'm Bettit," the young gremlin said, just loud enough for the devilite to hear, and he hurried over.

"You're wanted right away," he said with an enthusiasm that Bettit couldn't quite fathom. "Follow me!"

As it seemed to be no use asking questions, she scooped her things back into her pack in a disorganized jumble, shoved her damaged clothing in after them, and hefted the pack onto the side that wasn't bothering her. Her guide seemed hardly able to wait to scurry off, and as soon as Bettit appeared to be ready he dashed away so that she had to jog a little to keep up.

It didn't take them long, at the speed they were going, to arrive at what appeared to be someone's living quarters. The devilite showed Bettit in, and she loitered shyly for a moment in the doorway, squinting at the scarred, partially blackened figure that sat a few yards away, toying with a piece of paper on the table in front of him. It occurred to her that there was an abnormally high concentration of oddly-colored gremlins in this encampment, and she wondered if it was catching. Better think about that later.

"May your wrench never grow rusty," she greeted the other gremlin politely as he looked up. Well, the greeting had been polite at one time ... it was pretty old-fashioned now and some gremlins found it fairly hilarious. But it was a force of habit, when she had the leisure.

Torx straightened, examining the youngster and choosing to overlook the odd greeting ... he knew it was her mother's influence. The last time he had seen Bettit, she had been barely talking. "Bettit. Do you know who I am?" he asked without preamble.

Bettit inched closer, stopping short of the table ... just close enough she wouldn't have to squint too badly. Maybe she should know who he was, since he obviously knew her. "You look a little familiar," she answered after another few moments of study. "But no. Not really."

"My name is Torx," the older gremlin said, moving immediately to the point. "Do you remember Uret?"

"Of course! He's my -" Bettit cut herself off, eyes wide. She had been startled into honesty, but the natural suspicion that went along with the subject of her uncle set in fairly quickly. "Wait. How do you know him?"

Torx sighed inwardly: he had been afraid he would have to use this particular tactic. "What happens to a machine when a jelly cube gets stuck in the gears?" he asked, the subdued seriousness of his voice better suited to delivering war statistics than the lame joke.

Bettit looked surprised for a moment before her face broke into a crooked grin. "It gets jammed!" she answered, then laughed. "Uncle Uret made that one up when I was little and I'm pretty sure he's the only one who would ever tell it."

The memory of the first time he had heard that particular bad joke made Torx's mouth twitch into what was almost a smile ... but not quite. "Oh, long ago I knew your uncle," he told Bettit. "And I met his brother often. I even saw you a few times, but you were far too young to remember."

Bettit's lingering chuckle stopped abruptly. "This ... isn't a social visit. Is it?" she asked, falling silent for a moment. "Did you see him after ...?" The sentence didn't bear finishing: she was almost afraid to ask.

"No," Torx returned quietly. "I never saw him after they came and took him ... I will always remember that day vividly."

In sombre, unadorned terms, the veteran described to Bettit how he had stopped by the research center to see her uncle, concerned about a cryptic remark that Uret had made the day before. He hadn't been there long when the facility was also visited by members of the Crimson Order, who had slaughtered everyone in the lab ... except Uret and himself. Perhaps Torx had been spared because he was not actually working on the project, and perhaps he hadn't, but Uret had been taken into custody, never to be heard from again. What he didn't tell her was that it was this show of ruthlessness that convinced him not to join the Order, despite the fact that he was being considered for inclusion.

Long before the story ended, Bettit had covered her mouth with her hands, her face crumpled as though she may cry at any moment. She had loved her uncle, and hearing what Torx was telling her brought back some of the pain and fear that had been a staple around the time of his loss. "I once asked Patter when uncle Uret was coming to live with us again," she said in a wavering voice, almost to herself, once Torx had fallen silent. "And he stared at the wall for a minute before telling me that he wouldn't be able to. But we never really knew what happened ..."

"What happened then is not important." Torx tried not to sound harsh, but the subject needed to be changed. "What I need to know is this: did he ever mention anything about a box?"

Bettit sniffled once, looking perplexed. "He had one with him when he came to talk to my Patter the night we ran to Emberlight. We left a little after he did, and brought it with us."

This was good news; hopefully the girl's parents still had it in their possession. "Do you know where it is now?"

"It's in my parent's home," the younger gremlin answered. "They made a secret compartment for it there, and I remember Mitter spending days building traps to put on it."

"We need to get that box back, and as soon as possible!" Torx let his fist fall heavily on the table to emphasize his point. This was potentially the breakthrough he had been looking for.

"We can go, as long as I don't have to find the way back again," Bettit answered, hesitating an instant as she thought about the phantom. "They actually live on the very edge of Emberlight ... Stone Field Borough."

"Good," Torx confirmed thoughtfully. "Hopefully we can get in and out before the Crimson Order shows up to stop us. Now we need to decide who we will take. A full Renegade expedition like at the Manor would draw too much attention ..."

"Why would they be watching for us?" This made no sense to Bettit. "And I think anything other than gremlins would draw too much attention," she added acerbically, which was out of the norm for her. "It's a small borough, so everyone is in everyone else's business."

"Exactly. With the whole Colony being under lockdown by the Crimson Order, surely they will be looking outwards for any suspicious activity. If we do take anyone else, they need to be inconspicuous."

Bettit sighed. She had no idea what he was talking about. "Too many people would scare Mitter, anyway. You probably remember how she is."

"Oh, I most certainly remember," Torx answered as though he very much did.

That seemed to settle it.

((Hmph. Despite having the dialogue already laid out for me, it took me just over an hour and a half to put this darn post together. You had only posted about five minutes before I started typing, Necro. XD Hopefully, I did alright with Torx (a good chunk of that time was actually spent reviewing his posts to get an idea of his mannerisms): let me know if you'd like any adjustments made.))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 00:33

#309

Windsickle

((Hey all. I'm back but I'm

((Hey all. I'm back but I'm still very busy and might not get around to some constructive additions. You moderators can continue to take control of Test Subject 13 if need be.))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 03:50

#310

Azure-Orbit

More cut conversations!

((@Ebilbunny: I see no problem with the secret devilite project as long as it doesn't affect the story too much. It might be interesting if it they were indirectly part of The Defiler's or Elias' background. So yeah I guess you're in :)

@Flyingninza: Also acceptable character. I would've preferred a different creature for variety, but it would be unjust to not let you in because of that. I'll add both of you to the playerlist, and remove Lordofnecromancers and Xplad (they might be able to resume their character, but only if they have a good reason for being absent without notification).

I really hope I can go online again soon, schoolwork and personal issues are really hindering me right now :/ ))

Rultaos

"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" The Retrode said.

Rultaos still found this answer to be a little too vague.

"That depends, what are your goals exactly? I have no argument with your other terms, but I wish to know exactly what your intentions are so I may know if your goals and Renegades' do or do not contradict each other" Rultaos said in response. He hoped that this sentient Retrode's goals would supplement what the Renegades were trying to achieve.

((Took slight control of Subject 13 here so we can give Treaman something to do very soon :) ))

Subject 13

Subject 13 had watched as his team leader, Q-77 "Fridge", went to the recharging tent and thought that he should do the same. However, he was still carrying Konjuring Kat ((Necroterra, when is this comatose Kat gonna wake up? XD)) and the strange blue orb. Since his team leader wasn't around, it appeared as if he would have to calculate decisions for himself.

Konjuring Kat would obviously require medical attention and so he would have to head to a healer's tent. The orb on the other hand, he was unsure of what to do. After calculating for a few minutes, he decided that he should hand it over to a Renegade researcher, they would be able to decide what to do with it.

Now that he had set an objective for himself, he began slowly making his way to his destinations. He stopped by a medical tent (discerned by the large red heart symbol on it) and gave Konjuring Kat to one of the menders on duty. Afterwards he walked to a nearby research tent. The research tents looked normal, but they were identified by a lightbulb insignia.

A devilite on duty spoke to him "What's your business here construct? We're occupied with something right now, Torx has had us working every microcycle over this "Sanctuary Vault" theory". In response, Subject 13 held out his single arm and showed him a blue orb that, according to his databanks, bore similarities to a dormant Phantom. "Well, this might be interesting. We'll keep it here for now, you're dismissed" The devilite said. With that, Subject 13 began heading to the construct recharge tent (the only tent with large amounts of machinery protruding from it) and prepared to shut down.

He wanted to be ready as soon as possible for when The Renegades decide to have him deployed again.

((I give ANY of the characters permission to notice some sort of commotion going on in the research tent ;) ))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 09:25

#311

Tevokkia

Seems to be a lot of OOC coming from my comp lately

((Haha, Azure, "hint, hint"? Hope everything is okay on your end.

More to the point, welcome to the two new players! Actually, I think it's good to have a gremlin on that works on constructs, because Vakros isn't a mechanic and, frankly, if someone convinced Bettit to work on a construct, she would probably blow it up by accident in her enthusiasm.

That being said ... do you think you should add gremlins to the front page next to constructs where it says we have enough? (Or even in place of, really; it seems we've lost many of the original construct players along the way) ))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 07:44

#312

Flyingninza

First Post :D

((@Tevokkia thats one of the reasons I made a gremlin :P and I apologize if Im taking over others characters, Im trying to keep to events that have already happened that dont effect others))

Tickafir looked around the ruined Moorcroft library with a stunned expression on his face. "What happened here?" he puzzled to himself. Deciding that there was no longer any point to studying in a destroyed library, the gremlin went on to his next mission, finding the Renegades. Having no idea where they might be, he traveled to the place he saw one find the outcast construct, with vague hopes someone might be there. After arriving, he noticed that there was no one there. "Now what?" he said to himself, looking around, "Maybe I should go to Emberlight, surely T.C.R. have recruited someone from there, and the inhabitants can tell me how to get to them."

((sorry if its too short, or lacking detail, im trying to catch up with everyone else. This is my first RP, so if i did anything wrong, just tell me, i need to learn somehow :P))

((EDIT lol i went to play spiral knights after posting that, and killing trojans and watching them turn to stone makes me sad, after what Azure-Orbit said in the first post XD))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 06:55

#313

Ebil-Bunny

Before Terarr becomes part of "The Renegades".

((@'Tevokkia on post 306' I don't mind if the secret doesn't exist, I just thought, at the moment, that it was a great idea. Also, Terarr makes those childish, but functional traps.))

Terarr walked into Moorcraft manor to see a gremlin to his left, and a very big mess in front of him. "What a load of junk!" Terarr says to himself, "Oh, goody! This piece is just what I needed for another stick trap!" Terarr goes and picks up a piece of a broken bookcase. "Okay, I got to focus. I know that The Renegades where here, but it's quite obvious that they aren't here now." Terarr sighs as he looks around at all the stuff he could use for his traps. "Wait, I could use traps to help The Renegades! Maybe if they saw how good I was at making traps, they would let me in!" So, Terarr decided to stick around, collecting pieces that would work for his stick traps, explosive traps((They don't actually do the BOOM thing, just sort of shoots goo everywhere.)), and other traps.

((This is My first RP, so Don't kick me out if I do something wrong, just inform me of it.))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 09:11

#314

Isisdelltion

Emberlight Mission

((@Tev and Necro: Would Vakros be coming on this Gremlin mission? He'd love to see Emberlight again.))
Vakros stepped out of his home. He couldn't fall asleep, no matter how hard he tried. Probably because of his stupid foot. He was going to get that Phantom. Someday.
He was almost in the main Treasure Vault when he spied Bettit getting dragged along by a Devilite towards Torx's house. He hoped that Torx wouldn't chew her out for some unknown reason. He didn't really understand Torx's thought process, but the Gremlin was a knowledgable member of the Renegades, and Vakros had to say that he kind of admired him. He had a distant past with him, one that Vakros hoped Torx couldn't remember, but Torx had changed since then. A lot.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 09:22

#315

Tevokkia

Business and Scuttlebots

((@Flyingninza: It's fine, you were just trying to connect your character to the game, and some of it is going to be a good way to integrate you into the group without a lot of hassle. Necroterra said that he didn't mind you using Ezylana at all, and anything else seems minor enough that if all else failed, it can be easily retconned.

@Ebilbuny: Azure mentioned that it might be interesting to work it in with the Defiler's or Elias' backstory, so you might want to chat with Azure and/or Treaman to see about figuring that out if you still want to do it. ^.^

Both of you: Your posts are just fine, and nobody will kick you out if you make a mistake; don't worry. We'll just gently point it out so you can correct it for future posts. What I'm going to do now, though, is pull an NPC out of my hat to get you guys into the Treasure Vault so we don't have any more lengthy introductions ... we're still getting people who joined a few weeks ago into the game. Well, to get Terrar there, I suppose, since Tickafir already left Moorcroft. I'm going to make this a little open-ended, though, so you can change your post and come along if you want, Ninza. Otherwise, you can meet Bettit, Torx, and Vakros (if he comes along) in Emberlight ... although they're likely to be traveling without insignia, if he's looking for Torx anyway he may know what he looks like.))

Scuttlebot 3433782 had been doggedly moving back and forth in the confined space for over an hour now, knocking loose debris, until a space large enough for it to traverse finally crumbled open. It surveyed its surroundings; the Defiler had not left anything it could see alive.

Having analyzed the data it collected with its one magenta eye, 3433782 scuttled off to other parts of the Manor lower levels in search of anyone or anything to report to. It did not find superiors it recognized, but there were creatures in the library. It scanned what was there: not Spiralians. Not undead. Cross-referencing the information it had on Moorcroft Manor (which was actually rather scant, and had been programmed into it specifically for this mission), it determined that any creature here that did not fit one of those designations was most likely a misplaced Renegade.

"Renegades:" it said in a hollow, tinny voice. "Analysis indicates the area is unsafe. Retreat commands were issued 3792 microcycles ago. Please proceed to elevator and return to base."

The library was the last place that 3433782 had searched that was not in the direct path to the exit, so the scuttlebot headed off to belatedly obey the retreat command itself, waiting in the Renegade-designated elevator for another creature, taller than itself and able to work the buttons, to join it.

((Okay, go for it, guys.

EDIT @Isis: I imagine he would; Necroterra and I had talked about bringing him and maybe Tickafir, if he was in the Vault when we left (although it seems we may be meeting the latter there, now).))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 11:56

#316

Flyingninza

Joining the OOC spam

((@Tevokkia thanks :) @Eb1l if you read my post, it shows that i left moorcroft, to where fridge was found, before deciding to head to emberlight.@Necroterra do you mind if Tickafir recognizes Torx without me explaining why for now? cya in emberlight))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 17:52

#317

Ebil-Bunny

((How do I PM? Or, if I can't PM, how do I contact Azure?))

Terarr had just finished filling his sack of stuff to make traps, when a scuttle bot scuttled in to his line of sight. He was about to ignore it, when he thought that maybe it could direct him to The Renegades. "Hey! Scuttle bot! Are you part of The Renegades?" Terarr called as he moved towards it. Then he realized that what he had just done was a very stupid move. If it was an enemy of The Renegades, then he was done for. "A devilite can hope," He muttered to himself.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 19:01

#318

Tevokkia

More Scuttlebot

((@Ebil: The only way to PM people is in-game, although he's been a bit too busy to sign onto SK for a bit. Your best bet is just to let him know that you want to discuss something with him, and two of you can figure it out from there.

Also, I apologize for not being clear, but the Scuttlebot was mistaking Terarr for a lost Renegade and spoke directly to him.))

Scuttlebot 3343782

Scuttlebot 3343782 was stopped by the creature it had encountered before it could reach its goal. "Hey! Scuttle bot! Are you part of The Renegades?" the devilite called as it approached.

"Affirmative," the construct answered metallically. Analysis of the query indicated the fiend most likely wished to verify it's membership before accompanying it to follow the retreat command. "Retreat orders issued 3865 microcycles ago," it updated. "Please proceed to elevator."

With that, it continued scuttling towards the special elevator that led to the headquarters of the Clockwork Renegades. Data indicated the fiend was of sufficient height to press the button to take them there upon its arrival.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 19:18

#319

Necroterra

@Konjuring Kat

((You can leave the Kat in the med tent for a while, I will put something but the story has to progress a bit farther first.

Also, Welcome to the Rp ebil and ninza!))

Scharr

*target analysis
--tricked?
|est 60%

Scharr could almost feel - well, detect - the tension in the air... If the Trojan accepted, he was safe. If he was declined, though... he would have to be ready to make a quick retreat. He began to calculate the fastest way to get out of the Vault if the Trojan decided to attack. He didn't know why he would, but just in case.

*Time before target catches
--8 seconds

*total chances of escape
--1%

Not the odds Scharr was hoping for.

Torx ((Tev, I hope you don't mind me developing Uret a little here, sorry if this isn't quite the person you had in mind.))

Torx stepped outside of his tent and peered around the Vault. Off in the distance, he saw what looked like a face off between Rultaos and some Retrode, but he couldn't do anything about it even if he tried with his limp, it would take a good 5 minutes to traverse through the maze of tents and Devilite stations.

He squinted as the sun slipped around a tree and shone bright, warm rays onto his face. He thought about the upcoming journey to the borough, and he wondered what Rultaos would be doing with the Renegades at that time.

He thought of Uret, thought of the good times they used to have together. Torx had purposely left Uret out of mind for the many cycles since he was taken. So many cycles had passed since but Torx still remembered the day vividly.

"Torx! Hey bud, I got something to show you!" Uret was in one of those frenzies that usually meant he had discovered some useless, yet interesting fact. He was always thinking outside the box, but somehow he never came up with anything of value.

"What is it this time, Uret?" He ran up to Torx, panting and breathing heavily. He must have come all the way from the lab.

"You will never believe what I discovered! This changes everything! Everything we know is now void!" Uret had that usual look of such excitement and pure glee on his face.

In fact, that was what Torx liked most about Uret. They had been friends since childhood. Uret had always been the perfect friend, his stupid jokes, his refusal to be sad, his constant ability to look on the bright side of things, all provided levity and perspective to Torx, who was more pessimistic and quiet.

"You know, if you were right one percent of the time you claimed that, I am pretty sure we would be living in space by now."

Uret grinned widely, almost too widely.

"No this is serious! Look at this!" He pulled out a small box, about the size of a loaf of bread. "In this box..." Here Uret leaned in as if he was saying something illegal. Torx really hoped that wasn't the case. "is the key. It will unlock the searcher! The searcher, I tell you! Its all in the books."

Torx was silent at this, to which Uret didn't seem pleased. Uret was interested -- obsessed, even -- with these ancient Gremlin books. No, not ancient Gremlin, they were much older than that. Uret had claimed that they were even copies of books from before the Luminarians -- another one of Uret's crazy nonsense stories.

"Well Uret, thats all very nice, but I am afraid I am late for my examinations. I am being considered for the CO, you know."

With this, Uret gave up and gloomily walked off. But Torx knew he would be cheery by the time he got back to the lab.

The flashback was interrupted by a commotion coming from the research tent. He saw a few guards run in, then all was silent. Torx wondered what that all was about. Content not knowing, he strode over to a grassy hill where he could look over the serene peace of the Vault. He had worked so hard for so long to fight the Void, and now that he was so close... he could almost feel the victory on his fingertips.

When this thought passed almost his mind, an indecipherable whisper followed. He knew what that meant. It meant the void was trying again. Trying to corrupt him. He would never let that happen. He sat down and meditated, setting about reinforcing the mental bastion that he had created long ago.

((wow, long post))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 19:53

#320

Tevokkia

Back to Bettit

((Necroterra: that's perfect, actually ... very close to how I had imagined him, and the flashback was really helpful in the story that I've been trying to write. I had been a little stuck and will have to move around a few things I already wrote, but it will be better this way. ... I actually had to stop reading once or twice, I was laughing so hard. Now we know where Bettit gets some of her traits (when she's not being mopey).

This post actually takes place shortly before Necroterra's post ... I wanted to give him a chance to input anything else while Bettit was there if he wanted before running off.))

When Bettit emerged from Torx's tent, dragging her already-battered backpack behind her carelessly, she was still worried and confused, and unshed tears glistened in her eyes. She had always tried to keep her memories of her uncle close without thinking of the last time she saw him or what had followed, and talking with the older gremlin had just dredged up a whole lot of awful. Moreover, while she mostly understood the need for the trip, she was afraid that whoever that phantom was would be able to track her there ... and Stone Field Borough was the last place she wanted to lead him.

Curiously enough, the contents of the box were, at the moment, the furthest thing from her mind.

The young gremlin wasn't really watching where she was going. Her immediate goal would have been to find her quiet, grassy spot once more so she could pull herself together and try to summon a cheerful facade; crying in front of strangers was the last thing she wanted to do. But ... she couldn't remember where it was.

What she really wanted was a friendly face. Any friendly face.

((Unfortunately, though, she is in mope mode.

Faronel, the fuss in the research tent might be a good way for you to get yourself more involved with one of the other players, if you're not specifically waiting for Rultaos. If you don't want to go that route, I'll probably have curiosity overcome Bettit's sniffling and send her to check it out; I wanted to avoid that, though, since she's heading out of the Vault soon.))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 20:31

#321

Isisdelltion

Not so friendly face

((Not sure if this is exactly what you'd call a friendly face, grey with some creepy runes, but i think this is an opportunity for Vakros to be included in the mission you guys have planned out.))
Vakros noticed that both Bettit and Torx had wandered out of the latter's house, looking pretty sad. Vakros wondered what was making Torx depressed, but he was hobbling off, and Vakros got the sense that he needed some peace and quiet. Bettit though, Vakros could see, needed someone to talk to. Another Gremlin. She looked completely at the verge of tears. but Vakros understood.
He could remember leaving Emberlight to join the Azures. He wished he hadn't about a day later. But once an Azure, a Azure to death. Or the death of the Azures in Vakros's case. He was just glad he never went back, and didn't end up like his parents.
He stepped up to her, and put on a smile, even though his stupid foot was making him want grimace.
((@Tev: To make things easier, I'm just going to give you control of Vakros in the conversation to come, just try to somehow incorporate him being invited to the Emberlight mission. :D ))

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 21:33

#322

Tevokkia

Friendly Enough

((Actually, it was exactly the friendly face I was fishing for, primarily because of the Emberlight mission. Honestly, though, I would really rather not take control of Vakros here. Most of the fun of roleplaying for me is seeing how other characters react to things, and I'd hate to rain on my own parade. XD Bettit being Bettit, though, she'll probably just open up with the actual important part.))

Staring at the ground, Bettit spotted a familiar-looking grey, bandaged foot step up to her just in time to keep from walking straight into its owner. She looked up at Vakros, who was smiling at her, and managed to put on a wavering smile of her own, stepping back half a pace so that they were standing more than an inch apart.

"Hey," she said, hastily wiping her eyes with the heel of her hand. She felt considerably more at ease in the grey mender's presence this time around; his actually approaching her drove home the fact that he wasn't going to hold any of those explosions against her, and she wanted to think he had done so out of concern rather than by chance. "I thought you wanted to get some rest," she observed, not sure what else to say. "You probably shouldn't be walking around on that foot. But I guess you would know better than me."

Bettit paused for an instant as it occurred to her that if she let Torx choose who went to Emberlight with them, there was no telling who he would bring. She wanted someone she already knew along, and she found that she rather liked Vakros. True, his coloring made him slightly less inconspicuous than another gremlin might be, but if Torx wanted to complain about that, he would be quite the hypocrite. "Umm, Torx and I have to make a trip into Emberlight," she started, not giving Vakros much (if any) time to reply to her previous comment and rambling quickly before she lost her nerve. "We're going to Stone Field ... I don't know if you're familiar with the city or whatever but ... could you please come with us? I hate to ask because of your foot, but we'll have to go slow anyway and it would be really nice to have you there because I have no idea who Torx would pick." At that point she had to stop for a breath, and smiled hopefully, almost pleadingly, at him.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 21:56

#323

Isisdelltion

Emberlight

((Thats fine, I was actually kinda hoping you'd say that. :D ))
Even as the Bettit started talking about Emberlight, Vakros started thinking of excuses not to go.
You have to go at some point. Anyways, he felt bad letting the scrawny Gremlin down. To be suddenly thrown into a group of strangers, with only a few creatures that she knew? He was entitled to join them.
Only then did he think about Torx. Well, at least he wouldn't slow them down with his foot. He might even be useful, although he expected Bettit to know at least one Mender in Stone Field... the name had a ring to it.
Stone Field... it would come to him in time. Now he was thinking like Torx!
"Yeah, I'd love to come, as long as Torx doesn't mind. So the destination is... Stone Field Borough." He was proud to remeber the name, even if he couldn't remeber why he knew anything about it. It had been a long time since he had been in Emberlight, since his brother was snatched and he went for revenge. He was so young then. "Should I talk to Torx himself about it?"
A trip to Emberlight would do him good. Heck, even his foot hurt a little less.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 22:15

#324

Tevokkia

Do I sense some backstory-linking in the making?

"Oh, thank you!" Bettit threw her arms around the mender in an impromptu hug ... which reminded her that her shoulder was not at 100%. She drew back quickly, partially because it had hurt and partially out of embarrassment. "Sorry about that. Umm, yeah, we probably should tell Torx. I'm not sure where he is right now, though, or when we're going, but I suppose he has something in mind. I probably shouldn't tell you the details out in the open ... if you know somewhere we can talk, I'll do my best to explain what's going on."

The young gremlin was feeling a little better already, having someone to talk to and knowing that the trip wouldn't only be with strangers. True, Torx knew her family ... pretty well, it seemed ... and she was willing to regard him as she regarded any other friend of the family, but he still felt like a stranger to her.

"You sound like you've at least heard of the place, even though it's small ... more of a suburb, really. Are you from that Region?"

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 23:37

#325

Isisdelltion

Memory issues

"Don't quite remember." Vakros replied. He strained his brain to find anything of value on the subject. "I'm originally from Emberlight, but I left a while back, just before I..." He stopped there. He wasn't going to tell her about his time with the Azures. "...I came up to Haven. I worked with Punch and Vise for awhile. and then joined the Renegades. I wasn't a smith at heart. I don't remember much of Emberlight... but sometimes it's better to forget things and start fresh."
He had many things to forget from Emberlight. MANY things.
"Why don't you come with me to my house. We can talk without getting disturbed and you might be able to find a place to stay in the Gremlin section of the Vault before we leave, unless you want to stay with Torx." He didn't expect her to want to do that, mostly because Torx was quiet, and short tempered, kind of like Vakros, except those qualities of Vakros didn't show through when talking with Bettit. "I have an extra bed." He waited for her response in excitment, we couldn't wait to figure out what was truly going on, and how Torx knew Bettit. Vakros wouldn't say it, but he also looked forward to finally talking to someone he could feel free with. Ironic, he thought, that I trust this Gremlin I only knew since around yesterday more than any other Renegade.

Tue, 02/21/2012 - 23:48

#326

Windsickle

...

((The story's just getting more and more interesting. I'd contribute but I can't really see anything TS13 could do at this point without further developments other than a series of random and unrelated Lumber thoughts more or less irrelevant to the main plot. Nice job with it by the way Azure-Orbit. Notice the "it?" Not to be too technical, but if you haven't noticed, every time I've referred to TS13, it has been with the neuter [is that the right term?] "it" and never "he" or "she." Just thought I'd point that out. Good job nonetheless. You've done quite well capturing its silent demeanor [complete lack of dialogue], its coldly-computer yet innocent brooding manner [...], and simple personality [so far]. And well done the rest of you, cranking out posts like that.))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 00:09

#327

Za-Ck

Woo...

((Gosh guys, you've been having quite a blast with the posts today haven't you? I had to sit and read for a decent chunk of time to catch up. Not that I'm complaining though, it looks solid so far, and I'm glad that for once the story has a solid direction without a bunch of people trying to cram all their characters at once into one place. Also, thanks Flyingninza for taking interest in my character! :D

However, although I am reluctant to say this, I want to suggest Tevokkia and Isisdelltion to slow down a bit. I know you guys are having fun, but you guys are also leaving everyone in the dust with your extremely long (but fascinating) narrations. Give the other characters a bit more time to catch up and all. Besides, I think I remember the rules for this RP saying that you are supposed to wait 2-5 posts before going again? Either way, I think it is okay for now seeing as there is nothing else going on, but keep that in mind. On with the story...))

Q-77 reactivated gradually, checking over his systems first before fully awakening from his state of dormancy. His armor had been replaced, his power cell had been recharged, and he had been fitted with a replacement arm. Excellent.
Feeling quite good, he leaped down from the table he had been laying on, thanking the Gremlin mechanic that had been operating on him. The Gremlin gave a brief nod, and turned back to polishing his tools. Q-77 was just leaving the tent, when all of a sudden, a loud noise was heard from within. Q-77 quickly ran back inside to investigate the source of the commotion.

((Let's see what Azure has in store for us...))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 00:14

#328

Windsickle

Welcome Back Za-Ck

((You're right Za-Ck [welcome back by the way]. I'd completely forgotten about that rule. Huh.))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 06:30

#329

Tevokkia

Sorry

((Sorry about that, guys ... we wanted to get what should be only a two minute conversation out of the way.I'll give it a little time before posting the next bit.

EDIT (in response to Azure, below): Got it! Going to have to wait the day, likely, anyway ... I lost track of the date and I have to deliver something to the art show tomorrow ... which isn't done yet. Oops (I thought today was the 18th. D:)! My inks and I are going to be busy today. XP Sorry about your post ... I had that happen to me a couple weeks ago and I was mad for the rest of the night.))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 03:38

#330

Shue-Donnym

Filler to show I'm still there.

((That creative block really kept me down for some time. I think I'll just tag along and see what I can do most of the time. Sorry about the inactivity))
Snarp was watching the situation with interest. A retrode, remarkably more complete than the bog standard cannon fodder that populated the clockworks, was being confronted by the Trojan that led them into Moorcraft a few cycles back. [Why don't the gremlins bother adding a second arm to those things anyway?]thought the Quicksilver. Most of the Renegades it could see were there on the Moorcraft expedition, along with those who stumbled into the middle of the mayhem. Snarp quietly wandered off into the grass.

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 06:24

#331

Azure-Orbit

Look at all those posts! EDIT: Ragequit...

((You guys would not believe my surprise when I saw the post count just skyrocket in this thread suddenly 0.0 . Anyway, let me try to address you guys.

@Tev and Isis: Yeah, you guys may wanna slow down a bit since everyone is getting left behind (including me ironically XD). Then again the story hasn't moved too much so I guess I can let it slide for now :) .

@Windsickle: Got it, will refer to all constructs as it from now on ;)

@Za-ck: Are you asking me to make something happen at the tent? As a mod you have the power to do that, but it did just give me a crazy plot idea >:)

EDIT: I'll write up an RP post in the morning. I wrote this loooong IC post and the forums decided to die on me and delete the WHOLE darn thing. I feel real crappy right now and probably not the right mood to RP :| . It's getting late anyway))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 07:22

#332

Ebil-Bunny

((Continued below))

((I haven't read any posts, except before my app and the first 2 pages, because Terarr had just joined, and I thought it would give me more feeling if I was in this with him.))

When Terarr heard the yes from the scuttle bot, he let out a very long sigh of relief. Then he followed the scuttle bot into the elevator that it had pointed out. "I hope I'll be accepted. It would be horrible to have them think of me as an enemy," Terarr thought to himself.

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 13:35

#333

Frostrex

Corpser....

The frightened Knight was literally quaking in his armoured boots. Corpser just smiled and raised his Cutter. "I'm sorry... Wait, no I'm not, but you will have to die..." Unless, he thought to himself. No, too crazy, it could never work. But it just might work! No it won't, he argued within his mind. The Knight was still standing in front of him, wondering why he hadn't been gutted yet. What is this thing? And what is it's problem? Corpser was still battling his optomistic side and pessimistic side. He could infiltrate the Spiral Order. What if they find he's acting strange? "To hell with it," he muttered. And he flew over to the Knight. And envolped him in a red mist. When it had clear, the Knight bright blue eyes had dissappeared, and had been replaced with Corpser's dark, unforgiving red eyes. He had possessed the Knight.

Now, Corpser had never possessed anyone or anything before, so it was going to take awhile to get used to it. It felt all clunkly and clumsy being in a Knight's body. It was much easier being weightless. He started off towards the elevator where the Knight's friends were going. Sure enough, they were waiting. "What took you so long?", one of them, a Knight apparently named Rez asked. "and what happened to your eyes?"
"What? Oh, they've always been like this." Thankfully, he had kept the Knight's small, and scared voice. He hoped the lie would be enough.
"Hmmm... Whatever. Let's go." They stepped on the elevator. And much to Corpser's deliht, headed to the surface. Headed to Haven.

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 21:03

#334

Outnuendo

((Is it possible for me to

((Is it possible for me to rejoin, though with a different character?))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 21:21

#335

Tevokkia

@Outnuendo

((Well, you can certainly submit an app if you think you can be an active player this time. I would suggest not being a gremlin at this point, though. XD))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 21:48

#336

Outnuendo

Some app

((Considering that I probably figured out what went wrong, I guess I could try again, this time with a villain.

Name: Gasgar
Race: Toxilargo, and lichen.
Gender: Male
Personality: Extraordinarily confident, and does not tolerate tardiness and failure in the heat of battle. However, at choke times, he can be a tactical genius.
Appearance: Very tall and imposing, and at least tries to dwarf whoever he is talking to. Is also usually covered in poison gas.
Equipment: Spikes, poison gas,
Skills: Can split into lichens, each connected to Gasgar and share his whole mind. He can also choose to forcibly fuse with other toxic lichens, destroying their personality like a virus. Spike wounds can leave the victim with gross mutations if not treated quickly.
Biography: Due to expirements of which the intent is unknown, Gasgar has something called a "dominant personality," Which allows him to keep his mind when splitting into lichens, as well as almost possess other lichens to fuse with him. This allowed him to quickly establish himself as the king of the concrete jungle. Interested in increasing his territory, he wants to start with the knights, due to their advanced technology and superiority over many other species.
Additional facts: Usually insists on being called "King Gasgar," and will do what he can to conquer the knights. When told that the knights are actually trying to find a way off cradle, Gasgar simply responds, "Well then, why haven't they?"
Suggestions: Not much. Seems pretty good so far))

Wed, 02/22/2012 - 22:24

#337

Necroterra

Gonna be gone :(

((I am going to be without internet for about 4 days. I give Tevokkia permission to control Torx in the meantime, if the need should arise. Don't worry, I am coming back!))

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 02:55

#338

Azure-Orbit

Sabotage

((You're in outnuendo, just try to be more active :) . Now, getting a move on with the long post I originally wrote... It may not be as good as what I wrote originally though :/))

Rultaos

"Well, again, my goals exactly are my own business, but you can go ahead and leave it that I want these destructive knights gone more than any of you here. I could always leave, but after seeing the problems you had at the Manor, I would say that you need some fighting power behind you." The Retrode said. Rultaos noticed that its mechanical eyes darted left and right as it said this, the reason why, he could not tell.

Well, it was right. The Renegades were lacking in fighting skill. Sure their members had spirit, but they didn't have quality training. This was a problem that Rultaos was fully aware of, and more than once had he tried to remedy it.

Although he still had doubts as to this Retrode's intentions, if it wanted the knights gone then it was a good a Renegade as any.

"Fine, I will accept your terms. You will be given proper lodgings here in Renegade Vault and will be given maintenance by any mechanics on duty. If you really need a Gremlin to go and reprogram you then you should go inside that construct repair and recharge tent, you should find at least one mechanic to suit your needs. You will also be informed of any missions that we may find you useful in, but you will be given the liberty to accept or decline. However, we do expect you to do your part in serving our cause. You are dismissed" Rultaos finished as he gave a quick salute to the Retrode.

Now that that was out of the way, he could finally rest. He would head to the fiend district of the Vault, tell a Devilite about the new Renegade, and then take a break at his tent.

As he walked through the tents near his own, a female Devilite emerged from her tent, ready for a job. Rultaos quickly supplied it with one and told her about the Retrode. She gleefully ran off to tell her superiors about it. At this point Rultaos realized that the Retrode wasn't given a name; it would have to introduce itself later.

He finally reached his tent and prepared to "sleep". He put aside his sword and shield in a corner of the tent and stood still in the center. After a few minutes of immobility, the glow of his crystal began to fade until it was only a faint light. He had become a temporary statue, but retained his armor color. Although he might be vulnerable in his "sleep" (as anyone would be). His crystal could sense the presence of another creature and awaken him if he had to.

Rultaos wasn't entirely sure if Trojan sleeping patterns were like this naturally, or if the original creator intended for them to make good decorations. He didn't really care wither way as long as he would be fit for battle when he awakened.

Gremlin Mechanic

Sweat dropped from his furry forehead as he contemplated what he was about to do. He thought about backing out and admitting to the Renegades, but he was already too far into the deal. They would hunt him down and kill him one way or another no matter where he went. Besides, if he helped them win they might give him a lifestyle more satisfying than the one he was already living. He made up his mind and began to retreat into a corner, out of view from the other mechanics.

He pulled out a strange, disc-shaped object form his bag and began pressing on the multitude of buttons on it. In the middle of his procedure though, he was spotted by a Thwacker standing guard on the tent. "Hey! What are you doing?" The Thwacker asked in an authoritative manner.

The Mechanic's stomach lurched as he turned to face the guard. There was no way he could best him in combat, in fact he had never actually fought anyone before. "N-n-nothing, I was just checking it for fla-Hey! let go of that!" He tried to say but was interrupted when the Thwacker tried to snatch it out of his hand. The Mechanic held onto it with surprising strength and the two were locked in a clash that most of the other mechanics failed to notice.

In the middle of the struggle, one of them accidentally pressed a button on the device. It started making a deep beeping noise. The Mechanic noticed it and said "Oh Tinkinza-". The entire tent was suddenly enveloped in a shockwave. All the active constructs inside the tent shut down, and the ones that already were, stayed that way. The noise of the explosions had left the other mechanics and the Thwacker dizzy. The guard didn't notice the traitorous Mechanic run outside the tent with a look of fear on his face.

When he did notice, he was in no condition to chase as his view was still blurry. He instead shouted "St-stop him! Traitor!" and then slumped to the ground. He would never be able to stand up in time to intercept the saboteur, he could only hope that the other Renegades had heard him.

((Keep the Mechanic alive, I have some plans for him >:) . Also, if Windsickle wants his character to stay active, you can say that he had a failsafe system in the event of what just happened. The bomb was supposed to be an experimental weapon that was intended to shut off any mechanical devices in a small vicinity, and stun any nearby organic creatures))

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 06:15

#339

Tevokkia

And back to business

Bettit

Bettit had cocked her head at the pause in Vakros' story, but all dubiousness went out the window with the rush of gratitude she felt at the implied invitation for her to stay with the mender.

"That ... would be really nice. Thank you," she answered shyly. "I had planned on sleeping outside somewhere like I usually do when I'm away from home, but I've been doing that for almost a week now and it gets old pretty fast." The young gremlin laughed lightly. "Besides, that would give us a chance to talk." Bettit hesitated a moment. "Especially if you want the long version of the story," she finally added.

She had barely finished speaking when there was a commotion some way away ... near enough to be heard, but not quite near enough to make out what was going on. "Is that sort of thing normal?" Bettit asked, turning her head to squint in the direction of whatever was happening. "Or do you think we should go take a look?"

She really hoped that this was a normal occurrence. Even if it was weird. Then again, just about everything else that had happened today had been weird on some level or another.

Scuttlebot 3343782

The devilite had joined Scuttlebot on the elevator and the button had been pushed to head to the Treasure Vault, sending it on its way to the Renegade outpost. Once the walls lowered to allow its passengers off, the little construct's stored data on devilites indicated that the devilite would naturally report to its superious, so Scuttlebot 3343782 headed off the elevator without further analysis.

It didn't get get quite as far as the maintenance tent before a shockwave went through the immediate area, shutting it down completely.

((Okay, I think that that takes care of everything I had going on at the moment. Welcome back aboard, Outnuendo!))

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 08:54

#340

Flyingninza

wow, you guys have been busy

(( i cant really think of anything for Tickafir to be doing right now, so im just waiting for the Gremlin Patrol to get to Emberlight. nice RPing btw, me is jelly ( jealous) inside. and is it cool if i fix the bots? bein a mechanic and all. ninza out))

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 10:45

#341

Isisdelltion

Vakros was glad that accepted

Vakros was glad that accepted his offer, and gave a smile that came straight from his heart. It felt strange, talking to another Gremlin, someone else from Emberlight. There were plenty of Gremlins from Emberlight in the Renegades, it was where most of them came from, but Vakros never really spent any time with them. He was always to busy do some kind of medical work. But Sardini was becoming more and more competent by the microcycle. Vakros felt that it was time.
He then addressed the second question.
"Errr.. no, I think that's normal. For all the time I've been in the Renegades, I'm still surprised by half the stuff that goes on around here." He paused a second, trying to see what was going on over there. "Some Devilite probably threw a pitchfork into a gear or something. Anyways, come to my house later today, I have some preparations to make before then. Its on the other side of that bridge." He pointed to the bridge he came from, then waved before shuffling off to the Medical Tent.
When he got there he saw Sardini and a couple of other Menders, most of them young, trying to put a Jelly back together again. Vakros snickered as he came in, seeing his coworkers covered in blobs of jelly, one even half instead the patient.

"Sardini, can you come over here?"

"Yeah, sure boss."

"I want you to take charge while I'm gone for a small trip away from the Treasure Vault."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and if I see good things, it won't be temporary."

Vakros smiled at his once pupil. Sardini stuck out his hand, in a way that implied that he wanted to shake on it. Devilites wanted to shake on everything, it seemed to Vakros as he gave a hardy one tug down. Then there was a pause of silence, as if he was waiting for something, and then it happened. Sardini started growing larger and larger, his legs and arms shooting out, and small horns inching out of his head. Vakros couldn't see them, but he guessed that wings were sprouting out of Sardini's back. After the tranformation was complete, he faded from a deep purple into a blue.
Looking around him, Sardini grabbed some glasses from an IT, picked up a medical journal, and got his "I <3 Renegades" mug. He was a Practitioning Pitboss.
Make that three quarters.

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 13:45

#342

Treaman

WOW uve been busy XD

((with recent times (meaning recent in MY terms) development had been kinda slow, so i set a goal on sk that i would get boltbrand and skolver coat by the end of the week... this didnt happen unfortunately, but i ended up happy when i got boltbrand on thursday and just last night when i finally got skolver... what im saying is ive been going all out trying to get these things, and took a 2week vaca from renegades XD...
this ended me with a 1.5 hour read of everything that has happened since u guys went crazy on this rp...

2 more things.... 1) @tev... if im not mistaken (because of 1 of ur previous comments) u never read my app... u say that a person who works on constructs would be nice and that we didnt have 1 yet... i feel so neglected... not really lol, but still. read my app and find my profession, ull see what i mean (page3 post 107)
2)still @tev: u mentioned me when addressing ebil... i assume u mean his sercet project idea and honestly... i thought he WAS talking about me XD... been then as i read on i saw he said he only read the first 2 pages, my app is on the 3rd, so there was no way he could have directly been mentioning me, tho it could still work out that way.))

((PS: im still zzz... *hint hint* -.-))

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 19:21

#343

Tevokkia

Blue Phantoms Devilites, plus some

((@Treaman: I did read your app and remembered that he was an engineer; I had been indirectly referring to the fact that Scharr had specifically requested a gremlin and, if I am not mistaken, you are not a gremlin. XD I mentioned you to Ebil because Azure had mentioned you to Ebil first (post #310) and I wanted to direct them to the correct player (Azure had mentioned Elias rather than you). Sorry if there was a bit of confusion, there.

I'm not sure if Necroterra was trying to cue someone to go find you by mentioning stuff going on in the research tent, but it seems like we got a gremlin traitor instead. I had hoped that Faronel would be on to take my hint that he check things out (since he also seems to have a lack of things to do with his character at the moment) but I haven't seen him on.

Bettit doesn't really seem to be in a good place to find you at the moment, but give me a little bit while I try to think of a good NPC to usher you out into the open where you can get into the story properly. Considering the details of your awakening in the last part of your entrance post, I'll probably end up doing a bit of exposition and sending someone after Rultaos.

EDIT: Okay, here you go. Tried to fit everything in, between the details (short of the actual conversation) from your intro post, and Azure's posts as Rultaos and Subject 13. Now handing it off to Azure.))

Devilite Researchers

The gently pulsing blue orb that the construct had delivered a few minutes ago had been temporarily set on one of the worktables, and no one had yet decided what to do with it when the pulse intensified, its light fading to nothing and then abruptly flaring up before fading to nothing again.

One of the smaller devilites in the tent, who had been poring over a tome a few feet away on the same table, noticed it first. "Uh, boss?" He piped up. "I think it's waking up ..."

The Boss on duty whirled around to eye the orb in an annoyed sort of way- he hadn't really wanted it in here to begin with. "Well then, get it out of here!" he ordered. "I don't want to see it wrecking our work! And find something to put it in!" he added in a roar as the small devilite grabbed the orb and tore out of the tent with it.

Outside was havoc, with guards and other creatures running to and fro, shouting about a traitor. The little devilite, clutching his potentially-dangerous cargo, didn't have time for that, however. It was a mad dash to the spot he had remembered seeing a big cage while on another errand; he didn't know what it had been used for before, but it seemed like as good a place as any for a phantom, and he thrust the orb between the bars. His task done, he trotted back to the research tent to report.

Meanwhile in that particular research tent, the Boss on duty figured that a phantom in the Vault was something that ought to be communicated to a higher authority, and sent another small devilite out to fetch Rultaos. Possible crisis averted and incident reporting in progress, he deemed the incident concluded and picked up the bit of work he had previously been occupied with.

((Also, tiny post as Bettit so she's not not standing around in the way of something.))

Bettit

Bettit smiled warmly and waved at Vakros as he moved off; it wasn't in her nature to stay sad for long, and the talk had cheered her up immensely. She figured that it would probably be best to mention to Torx that she had invited Vakros to come along while the mender was busy with whatever his preparations were, and she wandered in the direction that the elder gremlin had headed after leaving his tent.

Torx was not hard to find, but it seemed that he was pretty occupied with ... something. This was another person Bettit didn't want to bother when they were busy, so she headed back in the direction she had come; "the other side of that bridge" was not a very specific location, and it was best she arrive there before she forgot which bridge Vakros had indicated.

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 21:32

#344

Faronel

Well...

((@Tevokkia Well, I'm not exactly a bright person... <:D I have been reading, just not posting. Guess what I have to use for internet usage.))

Hanaphs followed Rultaos as he finished his conversation. After the Trojan entered his tent, he relized he had a few minutes. His color changed to a dark green, a color of slight happiness as he fell on his back and released his weapons next to the tent.

He closed his eyes to rest a bit (If that's even possible for undeads.). He thought he should go and hide his calander, but then threw the idea away as he relized it would only cause problems. He awoke as he heard a lot of yelling, running and other things. He stood up to see what was going on. He turned yellow, curious and a bit confused. He asked a nearby devlite what was going on.

"I dunno really. I jst heard someone yell 'stop him'." The devlite answered with the same clear confusion as Hanaphs.

The Slag Guard looked back at the mob, deciding on weather to join it or wait were he was.

Thu, 02/23/2012 - 23:12

#345

Za-Ck

Commotion

Q-77 rushed back into the tent to come across a worrying scene. The various constructs that were occupying the tent were all slumped over, their optics dimmed and unresponsive. The mechanics were all on the floor, groaning in discomfort, seemingly dazed by whatever had made the large noise. A panicked-looking gremlin rushed by, shoving Q-77 out of the way in his mad sprint.

"St-stop him! Traitor!" a guard Thwacker called before collapsing to the ground. Uh-Oh, this was serious!

Q-77 immediately ran after the runaway gremlin as fast as his hydraulic legs could carry him. The commotion apparently caught the attention of other Renegades too, and the chase was on.

Fri, 02/24/2012 - 09:15

#346

Ebil-Bunny

Important message!

((I'm not going to make Terarr do anything this time, because I'm almost to the vault and I'm going to be gone this weekend. Don't kick me out or anything. Please? @'Treeman' The secret project could be you, so I'll read your app when I get back.))

((Edit: @'Treeman' I guess I did read page three! I guess you could be the secret experiment(no longer secret, because I bet a lot of people are reading this). ))

Fri, 02/24/2012 - 14:07

#347

Flyingninza

im goin MIA

((goin skiiin for the weekend, be back sunday mornin. peace out ya'll))

Sat, 02/25/2012 - 03:28

#348

Azure-Orbit

Quick word

((More trouble logging into Spiral knights because of the updates I missed. The estimated time is so big it's almost unbelievable -_- . I probably wont be able to post in a while either, so mods can take control of the events that have happened so far. If one of the mods wants to, I can message my intentions for the Gremlin once I can log in to SK))

Sat, 02/25/2012 - 10:52

#349

Treaman

... really ebil... -.-

((@ebil(or all for this matter) its treaman(said tray-min), maybe just trea(said tray) but not said tree-man))
((not even my real name, but since it is based on my real name... yea, it matters to me anyway))

Sat, 02/25/2012 - 19:10

#350

Tevokkia

Re: Quick word

((Sorry to hear you're having trouble, Azure. Just to clarify your being unable to post in awhile: is this a short-term temporary thing, a long-term temporary thing, or what? Your wording was a bit vague and didn't exclude permanency.

Since I'm pretty much always online, you can go ahead and message me if you like and I'll forward it to the other mods. If you can't use SK or post on the forum and you are so inclined, feel free to email ... same username as here, at either aol.com or gmail.com (they both go to the same place).

Hope things get straightened out soon!))

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