((So, the enemy types and weaponry Elias and Snarp are to observe...do we just make it up on the spot or have a discussion about it in game?))
The Clockwork Renegades <[Final goodbye? :(]>
Wed, 03/14/2012 - 07:32
#452
Moar question
Wed, 03/14/2012 - 07:37
#453
((Page 10!!!!!!!!))
((I think Terarr is going to have a bit of trouble in Moorcraft manor. ;) Thanks for the information. It will be done as you wish, sir.))
Wed, 03/14/2012 - 15:27
#454
Well...
((I have an idea of how to slip myself in without interaction with anyone else. May I try it out?
Also, I may be rather inactive as right now I can be online only on Thursday (Around 4:00/5:00-8:30/9:00 PM EST) and weekends (7:30 AM to 8:30/9:00 PM EST.) Today was a bit different.)
Wed, 03/14/2012 - 15:45
#455
@Remilia
((Remember that you can't reach the Treasure Vault from just any elevator ... if you have questions, go ahead and add me in-game and/or send me a PM and we'll see if your idea will work. If you think it'll be cool, go ahead and try it ... we can always retcon a bit if there are problems.))
Sun, 05/06/2012 - 07:30
#456
:P
((She jumps!))
Somewhere below the well-known Treasure Vault was a Cooling Chamber. Nothing out of the ordinary; this was probably why no Knights went anywhere near it. It's surprising how they avoid freezing areas like bombs.
So it wasn't surprising there was little noise on the white block of gears. Just the harsh sound of wind whipping snow all over the place... and the pit-patter of rather small feet. The feet belonged to a strangely coloured Ashtail that seemed quite out of place here.
Net was cold, tired, and rather ticked off. It had seemed perfect; go down slowly, floor by floor, taking your time, until you reached this level. Net was certain someone had told her she could reach the Treasure Vault from here. It had all gone well, until now.
She began to count the things that had gone wrong. First, almost certainly, was the level itself. She had not had the faintest idea it was a freeze stratum. All the depths above were also freezing and she couldn't wait to get out of the place - if she ever did.
Because the second thing that went wrong was she got lost. Horribly lost. She had the feeling she was going round in circles and she was quite tired in her mind as well as physically trying to work out which passage she hadn't gone down yet. And she was jumping up, barking with surprise whenever she heard anything.
While going down the path somewhere over there, she had met some crazy constructs - she couldn't remember what kind they were, only she swore one at least had som sort of sword - that had been programmed to destroy anything that wasn't white. And she had found out that she was bad at attacking, and she couldn't even dodge while charging at a foe. She needed to practise, badly. But first she must get out of here.
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Net gave an impatient flick of her tail, the tip of which was covered in ice. Thanks to those pieces of scrap metal. She gave a low chuckle as she realised that they were actually scrap metal now. Even if they had the advantage, she had convinced herself they were merely killing machines and she had somehow reduced them to rubbish. However, she seriously doubted her chance of winning if she were to take even a scuttlebot on now.
Dragging herself past some wooden boxes, she made for a party button, hoping her small weight might press it down, but when she reached it she found it had already been pressed. Growling something about being inconsiderate to yourself, she turned around and stumbled the other way.
Thu, 03/15/2012 - 10:15
#457
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Fri, 03/16/2012 - 02:48
#458
Lost in work
Elias was just inserting his latest recovery project into the little scuttlebot when he realized how eerily quiet it was in the repair tent... *facepalm* "I forgot about the meeting!" he cried. He began to dash for the door when the other mechanics started filing back in, 1 of which seemed to be in a rather foul, his face was full of indignation.
Elias frowned. He had missed the assembly entirely all because he just HAD to finish his project. Within his mind, though, he sensed some stirrings directed at him, someone was looking for him. He followed the trail of thoughts til it was so close that the thoughts were clear. He was needed for some task, of what he could not tell, but he couldnt place the source. he looked down to see a pulsating silver blob a few feet away. ~A quicksilver?~ he wondered.
Elias went up and poked it to get its attention, sending ripples through its entire being, introduced himself, and waited for it to respond.
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Snarp relayed his message to Elias. Elias was not sure how to respond to what the quicksilver had stated. ~Im already on a mission? i just got here, and they already wanna pull me from my work?~ "Erm, huh? Someone already needs me for something?" Elias was baffled at this revelation, he had expected... whats-his-horse-face?.. Rultaos to actual get to know what he could do first, but already had him going into the fray.
He sighed, "well, i guess it was the inevitable... umm, is there a base of operations around here where we can get some more info on this?"
Fri, 03/16/2012 - 03:01
#459
Snarp was looking around for
Snarp was looking around for this phantom it was grouped with. Somewhere around the mechanics tent, the quicksilver was brought to attention by a poke from a blue Phantom. The Phantom introduced himself as Elias. Snarp wondered how he knew that he was the target of the quicksilver's search, and also why the quicksilver didn't see him at the meeting, but Snarp focused on the conversation at hand and said, as clearly as one could in the muffled, distorted voice of a slime, "I am Snarp. At the meeting, you, the Phantom Elias, were grouped with me. We are part of a reconnaissance mission, to spy on the goings-on, denizens, and weaponry located inside of the Grand Palace of the Gremlins. The grouping is not final yet, as the speaker clarified that there could be extra volunteers to join us. Our orders are to gather data and remain hidden. The purpose of this data is unclear as of now, but my guess is that it will be used for some covert military operation. That's all I know, and that's probably all you need to know." Snarp then waited for the Phantom to absorb all the information it had been given and respond.
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"Well, I guess it was the inevitable..." sighed Elias. "Umm...Is there a base of operations around here where we can get some more info on this?"
"Uh, I guess we could try asking around..." replied the quicksilver. "I don't really know my way around this place yet... maybe that trojan from the last expedition could help us around?"
((So, mods, when Azure said we decide on how we find the briefing, does that mean we just make up the method of acquisition by ourselves?))
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((Well, I guess we're going to use those module thingies, like the ones at the beginning of wolver dens and lichenous lairs, to store data. Is there any other method, or is this basically our only option?))
Fri, 03/16/2012 - 03:46
#460
((Briefings))
((Ummmm ... if you'd like, you can assume you were given either written or electronic copies of your mission briefing directly after the meeting))
Fri, 03/16/2012 - 05:27
#461
Welp, okay then
Before either of them could continue, they were interrupted by a Devil-IT.
"Excuse me, you the recon guys?" it asked. Snarp mumbled its assent. "Yeah, this is for you." said the little Devil-IT. He laid an information module down on the ground. Words were visible on the side that read "Grand Palace Recon". Snarp activated the module with one of its spines and it projected the following instructions into the air.
Grand palace recon
A team of Renegades is to be sent to the capital of the Grand Colony. The mission is to observe and gather intelligence on what we will be facing in the assault. Search for weapons, enemy positions, enemy types, and the best point of entry for the attack. If you can, try to confirm the locations of the Crimson Order members and palace patrols. We want to maintain the element of surprise; they must not know of the attack until it has already begun.
Above all else, be invisible. Avoid detection by the Gremlin forces at all costs. If any single member of the team is spotted and engaged, all of you have orders to retreat.
Gather as much information about the enemy as you can (you may remain for as long as you wish) and then return to Renegade Vault. Avoid detection and do not engage the enemy unless you have to.
"Well," said Snarp, "I guess that's all there is, Elias. Look at stuff. Record the interesting stuff. Don't blow our cover. Do all that as much as we want for as long as we want."
"Or as long as we can."
((EDIT: I just noticed something funny in the part where Fridge gives the basic outline of the missions. "Next, we have a recon team, who will observe and keep track of and observe"... I could imagine Fridge going, "Observe and keep track of and observe and keep track of and observe and keep track of..." Bahahahahaha.))
Fri, 03/16/2012 - 05:48
#462
Message Devilite-Devilite.
Terarr was waiting for information, when a devilite gave him an information module. "Just what I needed!" He thought. before he could say thanks, the other devilite said, "If you're going to be part of the mission to Moorcraft, you will have to use this. Show your team mates as well." Terarr saluted, and when the other devilite left, he read it. It said,
Moorcroft ambassador
A diplomatic team of Renegades along with a small escort will be sent to Moorcroft Manor to enlist the assistance of as many undead forces as possible. Scour the Manor for any possible allies and speak with the Manor Spirit if you can find him. However, Moorcroft Manor poses dangers as well.
Trapped Phantoms and master-less undead roam its winding corridors, attacking any unwelcome visitor that comes their way. Be cautious. It will be the escort unit's duty to maintain the safety of the diplomats. The diplomats' duty is too search for and recruit as many possible allies for the attack.
Stay within the Manor Spirit's good graces and the mission should proceed with minor obstacles.
"Now time to find the other Moorcraft ambassadors." He mumbled. "I wonder where they are. Or what they are." Terarr went looking around the camp for "Konjuring Kat" ("Probably a spookat" Terarr said to himself.) and "Mialii" ("I don't know what he... I don't even know what GENDER Mialii is!"). "I heard that Konjuring is recovering, so he's probably in the medical tent." He went over to the tent and looked in and sure enough! It was two spookats! "Are one of you Konjuring Kat?" Terarr asked. "Yes, this is Konjuring!" said the one that was fluttering, pointing down to the kat that was on the recovering whatever it is. "And I'm Mialii." Terarr blinked with surprise. "So you both are going to Moorcraft?" Terarr asked. "Yep!"
"Then I guess we're a team then, because I'm going, too!" Terarr handed the information to Mialii. "Here, I already read it. See you when we go!" He called over his shoulder as he left the tent.
Fri, 03/16/2012 - 13:26
#463
Spookats
((Please remember not to put words in other characters' mouths, Ebil. It's fine for now because you didn't have her say much, but just keep that in mind.))
Mialii
Mialii was reading a chart when a small, blue devilite entered the medical tent and set down an information module, telling her that he was accompanying them to Moorcroft but forgetting to introduce himself before leaving. She sighed as the tent flap dropped back into place and activated the module, taking in the mission brief.
The spookat nurse frowned. What attack were they recruiting allies for? Whatever it was had to be big, and she assumed it had to be fairly common knowledge, if they didn't say anything else about it. So why hadn't she heard about it? After a moment of thought, she assumed that she had simply been so busy in the tent with Kat that she had just got gotten a chance to ... or hadn't been paying attention.
Well, if she was assigned for recruitment, then that's what she would do. After she got Konjuring Kat awakened.
Putting the information module on a table, she resumed her nursing work, wondering who the escort would turn out to be.
Fri, 03/16/2012 - 23:06
#464
Routes
Elias had separated from the quicksilver in search of some higher authority who could help him with the assignment information. He paced here and there, past the "huts" and tents from his awakening, and... surely enough... the tent-filled jelly cube he had hoped he was delirious about... but nope... it was there... and it still freaked him out... just a little bit... ANYWAYS, as he continued to scavenge, he heard a calming voice. "Well, you seem lost, blue one. Is there anything i can help you with?" A stranger stood in the door of a large central tent across a clearing clearing from him. As Elias neared, the Stranger perked up, "Ah, a blue phantom, you must be or reconnaissance, Elias! I am Takun, and I suppose your looking for more information about your quest. Of that, i cannot explain any more than has been said, as there is none, but i can help you by allowing you to plot a course to start your search. Come in, come in."
The stranger ushered him into the centralized tent and into what seemed to be a conference room. Takun pointed to the far corner, a shelving unit holding dozens upon dozens of charts and diagrams were piled along its divided sections. Takun told him that he could use these maps freely to find where he could start searching for points of entry, and suggested looking in the middle, 2nd-from-left section, stating that these were the most prominent Crimson Order boundaries. Takun left Elias to his soon-to-be self-quarreling; as he opened the first of the diagrams, he realized some were quite complex, and soon drove him crazy. He asked the stranger if he could borrow a few of them, but Takun reluctantly agreed.
Elias grabbed up a few of the charts that would be less likely to be highly patrolled, frosty cooling chambers, slimy sewers (wasteworks), and a few surrounding wilderness areas (wolver dens), and proceeded to track down Snarp again to better deliberate a plan of action.
Sat, 03/17/2012 - 09:29
#465
I'm back! (for now at least XD)
((Well, my schedule is starting to lighten up so I can start being more active :). I'll be taking control of one of the NPC's here, if this is interefering with something that you mods have been talking about, tell me. (It feels weird to be the Game master of this RP and not know what the mods are up to XD. Then again, it is kind of my fault). Moving on.))
Ironclaw Scorcher
The scorcher sat on a jagged piece of metal not far from the elevator of Firestorm Citadel as he cleaned out his metallic mask. He was assigned to escort a Wolver carrying an important message from the Renegades. He didn't really have to do much though, he just had to walk next to it and work the elevators since Wolvers didn't have the proper hands for that. [Well, it's a heck lot better than sitting around the vault with nothing to do] he thought to himself.
His name was Zadiar. He used to serve in the Colony forces, but had grown weary of the aimless violence that their once noble war had deteriorated into. Now, he just wanted the Knights out of their home-planet to end all of the bloodshed.
Zadiar heard a bark from behind him and turned around to face the Wolver. It had returned with a new message in its pouch. "Good work, let's get back to the Vault as soon as we can. The Clockworks seems safe right now, but I'd rather not take my chances." He told the Wolver. The latter barked in agreement and moved next to its escort.
The two boarded the elevator and headed up. "We'll have to take a route through a deconstruction zone to get to the nearest Renegade elevator. Just act natural and try not to attract attention; we should be fine." Zadiar told the Wolver as the lift ascended.
Trojan Mesaos
Mesaos walked noisily through the corridors of Candlestick Keep. As part of the 33rd Ember Phalanx, Lord Vanaduke had their unit assigned along with many others to aid in the defense of Candlestick Keep. Mesaos failed to see why they continued holding on to such a location, the Knights had found a weakness in their defense long ago and had exploited it to move small groups of their forces deeper into the Clockworks.
[Could he just be holding on to this place to have a forward base for a future attack on Haven? Or is he really just that blind to the happenings in the upper levels. Why am I even wondering about this? I'm not a commander, I'm a warrior, I just have to do what I'm told and to the best of my ability] He thought to himself as he continued his regular patrol.
The eerie silence of the Keep was broken occasionally by the sounds of wailing spookats and skulking Grimalkins. The zombies tended to stay underground until their food arrived.
What he didn't expect was that this sinister peace would be broken soon, but not by their alien nemesis.
Mesaos gripped his sword tightly as he saw an unfamiliar figure approach him from a long corridor. 2 spookats appeared out of nowhere to aid their stone ally should the distant figure be hostile. "Show yourself!" Mesaos shouted. The figure continued to approach from down the dark hallway. Soon enough, it stepped into the light and they saw that it was a blast cube, but it was different.
Instead of the light orange, red, or purple tint that they usually had, this one was green with what appeared to be a smoky core. The silent cube continued approaching the trio. "Halt! What is your business here?" Mesaos asked, hoping for a reply. The cube kept moving. "Can you not hear me? I said halt!" Mesaos announced again. The cube moved ever closer.
It was barely a meter away from the three of them when it stopped. "Good, now tell us what you are doing here at Candlestick Keep." Mesaos told the green blast cube. Instead of answering, it began to pulse and expand as it's smoky core started moving erratically. [Oh no...] was all Mesaos could think before the green blast cube exploded sending it's smoke exploding across the hallway. Being made of stone, Mesaos wasn't affected too much, but the spookats were coughing and could barely open their eyes.
[Mother of Cradle! What is happening?!] Mesaos thought as he drew his sword and raised his shield. Suddenly, two pitchforks flew from the green fog and pierced the 2 helpless spookats. They turned into an inanimate sheet and disappeared.
Without warning, a swarm of clockwork creatures charged through the fog. all of them with a tint of green and emotionless faces. Devilites, Greavers, Wolvers, and Gremlins ran straight at Mesaos. He raised his shield and charged at the oncoming swarm "For Almire!" He shouted as he ran through the front of the attacking force. He was forced to a stop in the middle and he slashed desperately with his sword against the myriad of creatures attacking him. Soon enough, his crystal was hit and he shattered on the floor of the Keep.
The green army marched forward into the Keep, feeling no remorse for their fallen enemies or fallen allies.
The Defiler
The Defiler smiled a sinister grin as he watched his assimilated army march through the Candlestick Keep. He charged his construct arm and fired at a Grimalkin that was approaching his forces. The poor target was ripped to shreds the moment the shot hit. [This won't take long...] he thought as he prepared to join his army on the frontlines.
Angelic Knight
"Ok, listen up all of you. We're going to be doing a a quick tier 1 run, and if I think you're up for it, we'll go deeper. It should be an easy enough task for brave knights such yourselves." She said with some sarcasm. "Just stick together and follow my orders. Understood?" Kara continued telling the recruits. "Yes ma'am!" the 3 of them answered. Kara looked towards the Knight that came from the engineering corps, what was his name? Brastley.
She had been assigned to escort Brastley towards a specific Clockwork Terminal. Once there, she would leave him to continue with his secret mission. He was brought along with some recruits so as to avoid suspicion that may arouse should he go alone or with Kara only.
"I never thought that they could keep a system this complex underground." One of the Knights said as he looked outside of the descending lift. When his friend joined him, Kara deemed it safe to talk with the engineer. "So, you mind telling me what Spiral HQ wants you down here for?" Kara asked. "I've already told you, I'm not allowed to discuss it. All you need to know is that it's important in our mission on extracting the core's energy." Brastley answered. "What, do they want another engineer working on the core down there?" Kara asked humorously. "Not exactly" Brastley answered as he smiled. "Just get me to where I need to go; the rest of my mission has to remain a secret" he continued.
Kara shrugged and decided to give up on trying to get any information out of him. She looked outside of the lift as the team approached Candlestick Keep. What she saw made her do a double take.
The Keep appeared to be under siege by hundreds of Clockwork creatures, but all of them looked different. They seemed to have a tint of green to them. However, what really made her interested was the grotesque figure in the middle of the green army. It seemed to be a mish-mash of several Clockwork creatures. [No, it can't be...] She thought. "Captain Kara, what is that?" a Knight in emberbreak armor asked in a scared tone. Instead of replying, Kara activated her comm unit.
"This is Captain Kara. We have a situation here in Candlestick keep. No it's not an injury, I have a positive I.D. on The Defiler. I repeat, I have a positive I.D. on The Defiler. We are on standby and awaiting further orders"
Sat, 03/17/2012 - 15:47
#466
@Tevokkia
((You're right, I shouldn't have controlled your character. I just had thought that since it was a NPC anyway, I could control it. The reason I didn't control it a lot is because I don't know much about her, so I didn't know what she would act like in a big conversation. But can I control Konjuring Kat? I didn't see him being controlled. Is it because he's injured, or is he injured because nobody active is controlling him. If I am able to control him, I want you to answer this simple question. Since he's like a professor, he would be smart, right? What I want to know is, is he smart alack smart, or is he helpful smart?))
Sat, 03/17/2012 - 17:14
#467
@Ebilbuny
((As a general rule, if you need to control an NPC for something, pick a nameless extra. Usually once an NPC gets a name, someone has plans and a personality in mind for them and it's probably best to treat them as though they were someone's character (unless that NPC has already been established as a community NPC). As Konjuring Kat goes, Necroterra started using him some time ago, and he has been inactive due to his ritual-induced coma (see page 1), so it's really up to him whether or not others can control his actions.))
Sat, 03/17/2012 - 18:09
#468
Mhm
Snarp turned around to ask what Elias thought when the quicksilver found out that the phantom was already gone.
"Great," thought the quicksilver.
It decided to look around for its teammate and asked a Gremlin, "Hey, have you seen a Phantom around?"
"Uh, yeah, blue or red?"
"Blue."
"Yeah, he went over to Takun and the central tent."
"Thanks."
The quicksilver went off to the tent hoping Elias hadn't strayed further away.
Sun, 03/18/2012 - 17:11
#469
((27 hours of wakefulness on my part later ...))
((Azure- when you said you were going to take control of one of the NPCs, did you mean you were going to permanently snag Brastley? I'm a little fuzzy on whether I should continue controlling him. It's quite fine with me if you'd like to have him from now on.))
Bettit and Vakros
Once Bettit and Vakros had collected their briefing module, they retreated to a quiet (relatively, anyway ... then again, anything was quieter than the meeting ground) spot near Torx's tent to examine it; they knew they would have to discuss things with Torx sooner or later, so it seemed the thing to do.
After checking to see whether the other gremlin was home yet (he wasn't), the two sat down to actually take in the briefing while waiting for him to return.
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Emberlight emissary
A small unit of Gremlins will travel to the city of outcasts to recruit the assistance of any able-bodied Gremlin for the attack. The diplomatic team will enter the city, posing as regular citizens. Cover must be maintained at all times, do not do anything to divulge the Renegades' actions.
Search for possible recruits and organize them for the upcoming attack. Make sure that each Gremlin that is enlisted will maintain the secrecy of the Renegades. Once they are prepared, they may either remain in Emberlight until mobilized for the assault, or brought to the Treasure Vault.
The team must be composed of Gremlins only, any other creature besides Silkwings will give away our intentions.
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Bettit's ears drooped in dismay upon learning the details - she hated talking to strangers. The young demo usually needed quite awhile to warm up to people enough to speak any more than a greeting to them (now that she thought of it, it was actually very strange that she had taken a liking to Vakros so quickly, and she couldn't really explain it) ... her habitual cheerful veneer was as much a defense mechanism as it was the nature of her personality.
"Ummm ... don't they interview people for these missions to see what they're good at first?" she asked the mender dubiously, to which he could only shrug as he mulled over the information. Or maybe he was thinking about something else entirely; she couldn't tell. "I'm probably not going to be very good at this ... but I'll try. It just seems like we might be in Emberlight doing it for a long time. What about our other mission?" The look on her face was akin to that of someone who had just taken a bite of something they didn't like in the least and was not trying to hide it.
"We'll just have to wait until Torx gets back and see if he knows anything," Vakros answered with external patience, not entirely sure himself whether this was a highly coincidental set of new orders or actual cover for the mission with Torx. "Because I feel as though we've missed something."
Mon, 03/19/2012 - 06:04
#470
IC
Terarr went out of the tent and gazed at the bright, clockwork sky. It seemed a bit more light now. "I'm sure it's just because I was in the dark tent for a while." He mumbled. He decided that since he didn't have anything constructive to do, he'd explore his new home. He walked towards some tents, hoping to find a friend, or at least someone willing to talk to him. He saw lots of constructs, but didn't go to them, because he thought that the where like devilite constructs. Doing exactly what you tell them, and no more. Then he saw a blue phantom. "That's weird." He said to himself. He went over to it. "Hello!"
Mon, 03/19/2012 - 16:25
#471
Surprise
Elias returned to the place he had left Snarp, only to find he had already moved... probably to look for him. He shrugged, figuring he could start trying to examine the charts himself until the polished blob found him. Elias decided to find a nice shady tree, for a start, but a sudden "Hello!" caused his assortment of scrolls to topple from his mountain-bearing arms. Elias did nothing to try catching them, he just stood in rigid irritation until the last small sheet fluttered annoyingly to the ground. He whirled around, ready to give the source a frown-worthy earful, but stopped short, taken aback as he realized this was the devilite that knew his origins. "Oh crap, not now 0~0," he muttered dryly.
Strangely though, Elias could not sense as much of its suspicions now as he had before, the devilite seemed more innocently alone than he did curious... he didnt seem to care WHO he was right now, but more that he just... was. "Uh... eyo?" was all he could force out of himself, his own wonder growing as to why, if not just for his past, this thing had chosen him to talk to.
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 07:27
#472
A chat with a phantom.
"Sorry about these papers." Terarr apologizes as he picks them up for the phantom. "It's just that I'm new here, and I have nothing to do until the mission to Moorcraft, so if you aren't to busy, mind telling me about the Renegades, but if you are to busy, could you tell me about something that I could do that needs to be done?"
((@'Any mod' If you don't want me to post every other post, even in a conversation, tell me and I won't do it again. I know I'm not supposed to, but since it's in a conversation, and this is going pretty slowly, then I thought it might be okay this once.))
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 07:41
#473
Reply to Ebil, with art stuff following
((I think in this instance it's okay- everyone is more or less prepping for their missions, and aside from Snarp (who can inject himself into the conversation at any time), there is no one else really interacting with the two of you at the moment. Just makes sure you watch how many posts go by when everyone is performing actions. If the conversation looks like it's going to run long, I would suggest trying to do some of it in-game.
Finished Subject 13 after losing my first attempt to a computer shutdown. Currently trying to work on Elias, but the ref I was given for his head is very un-SK-looking and I'm having an interesting time of making it look right. Xplad- Snarp is after Elias; would you rather I drew him in his polyp or lichen shape? Everyone else; I'm going to be cleaning up and re-drawing many of the finished pictures after I get through all of the characters to make them more uniform for size and quality. If there are any changes you would like done, please let me know between now and when I finish the last mini-portrait. If I haven't done yours yet and have yet to ask you for character design specifics, please also let me know of any appearance information you have that does not appear on your app or that has changed since the app was written.))
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 11:41
#474
Exellent
((Excellently executed, Tevokkia. Well done on TS13. I guess you don't know what the Clockworks Renegades symbol looks like either. Does anyone know? If it's already been described I seem to have forgotten.))
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 12:17
#475
^ It's a golden gear
((I'm back.))
"Because I feel as though we've missed something."
Vakros wasn't sure what in Vog's name was going on. He understand that Torx had given them the mission to retrieve that box of Bettit's, but now they were getting a mission from Rultaos? His thought on the matter was that Torx hadn't talked to the Trojan about his mission for them, and therefore Rultaos gave them his mission. He was getting annoyed.
"I think we could do both missions at once...but I don't know how your family would react if two Gremlins in their town suddenly rip off disguises and ask for that important...whatever it is. And if we bring Torx he'd probably blow our cover for the other mission with his limp and swarm infection. I don't really know what to do really..."
He paused, and took a deep breath, his brows furrowed.
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 15:45
#476
Bettit has no idea what she's doing, either
((Thanks! And I knew I forgot something! The strip and symbol were on the original, but as I mentioned before, that version was lost. XD I'll add it in when I do the edits.))
((IC has been edited slightly ... I had a "duh" moment.))
Bettit laughed at the idea of ripping off disguises.
"Mitter would probably have a fit, Patter would be a bit suspicious of my suddenly wanting to run off with the thing, and Muren ... well, Muren wouldn't do anything really. Just stare at us." She sighed a little and shook her head, thinking of her younger brother. "Really, though, I don't think we'll need disguises, even in Stone Field. Most everyone there thinks of me as just a goofy kid who can't do anything right, even my roommate, so nobody is going to expect that we're up to anything weird. Maybe wonder what a nice guy like you is doing hanging out with me, a little," she added with a chuckle, punching Vakros lightly on the shoulder in an attempt to keep the mood from heading south. She seemed to consider other people's estimations of her a simple matter of fact rather than something to worry about.
"You're probably right about Torx," Bettit agreed, more serious now. "But we don't know what attack we're looking for people to join or how many people we need, or anything like that, and I don't really know if Patter would give us the box if Torx isn't there." She scratched behind her ear as she thought, her face taking on an expression of puzzled concentration- the spot that the shrapnel had cut open had started to itch as it healed up. "Have you ever had to do a mission like this before? Maybe we should see if some of the other gremlins here want to go so that we can cover different areas of Emberlight at the same time?" She paused a moment, staring ahead as though something had just registered in her brain, before her head snapped to look Vakros in the eye. "Wait ... swarm infection? Is that why he's an ... interesting color?"
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 19:45
#477
A chance to talk
"Sorry about these papers," as it retrieved the charts into a pile. He explained himself, but Elias just stared back, just as bewildered as he. "Well... you see..." Elias relayed his story from how the attack he had executed in the cooling chamber had thrown him and that the last thing he saw were books crashing down. He evaded the topic of his pursuers and why he had even used such a chaotic attack, but he figured the devilite could figure it out for himself. He explained that he had had visions while recovering, but had no idea how much time was passing while he saw these things.
"When i finally woke up, i was sitting in a cage with a small hoard gathered around... that was probably only about a semi-cycle ago." ((half day... semi means half... lol, makes sense to me if it makes sense to u))
He continued after pondering how difficult it was to tell time in this vault, "so Im probably no more new here than you are." Elias felt awkward about talking like this to a complete stranger, but yet he also felt so right about it. He couldnt exactly place this strange stirring within him.
"Whats your name, anyway?... Im Elias, by the way."
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"Oh, I'm Terarr," it stated slowly, right b4 ranting a quick jumble of events that sent Elias' mind swirling. Elias, try as he may, could not get a word in edgewise until Terrar finally gave a sudden "Oops!" he apologized, sat back solemnly on a bush, and added, "I guess I kinda miss home."
The poor guy seemed depressed, so Elias thought hed try to lighten the mood. "o_o' and i thought Pit bosses were overactive? Whered you get your coffee from, I could use some about now XD" he tried hard to suppress a laugh, but couldnt hold back a mild chuckle. Elias took his tool pack off his right thigh, removed the jewelers lens and pick set, and used the rest as a seat beside the sullen blue guy.
His face took the form of something grave and serious. He did not want to upset the devilite, but he almost decided to bring up what was really on his mind, only to realize again how much younger Terrar seemed than most of the others. He probably wouldnt even know the answers to those questions because of that: the questions of his resurrection.
He decided to brighten up a bit, concluding that the questions would only be answer by a prolonged blank stare. "So tell me... what do you do?" Elias liked this. Normally he would buckle under a social situation, but he felt so different now for some reason. "Maybe its just him knowing me that draws me into talking... yea, that must be it." Being as "social" as he was, he didnt think he could force himself to say he saw a potential friend in Terrar yet, but then again, he wasnt exactly sure what having a friend felt like anymore. Hed just have to wait and see... "wait and see."
Elias smiled.
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 15:35
#478
Mhm
((Polyp shape, if you don't mind.))
To Snarp's annoyance, Elias was not at the central tent.
"Oh, come on!" the quicksilver thought.
The quicksilver asked a Zombie nearby, "Where did that blue Phantom go?"
"Right over there."
"Oh, okay, see you."
After electrifying itself and bouncing off a few trees, the Quicksilver ground to a halt.
Elias was in a conversation with a Devilite.
Snarp figured it shouldn't interrupt.
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 12:55
#479
Another chat with a phantom.
Oh, I'm Terarr. You told me about the books falling down, right? Well, I was just there. It was a mess! But there was a few good things there, though. Did you see the frozen gremlin? It was strange. I just got here, and a pit boss sent me to chase after it." Then Terarr noticed that he was talking about all these things and the Elias hadn't said a thing. "Oops! Sorry about talking so much. It's just that you're the first one I got to have a real conversation with." Terarr plopped on a bush. "I guess I kinda miss home."
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Terarr looked at the phantom gratefully and said, "I'm a trapper! That's what I meant about the cool stuff at the mess of Moorcraft. I used it to make a few more traps. By the look of the stuff in your bag, you are an engineer. Am I right?"
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 19:55
#480
OOC
((@azure some ppl like to refresh their memory of character bios and other things in the applications (lol, meaning me, for instance :P) and i was wonder... is it possible to add a link next to a chars name on ur first post that will take u to their app?))
((@ebil you asked about conversations, and how to post them. i made my response to yours as an edit on my previous post, id suggest doing the same when you respond back. as long as another character or event does not mesh in with the conversation, i think itd be safe to say that we can stick with these 2 posts for the time being. i wouldnt recommend copy-pasting my whole response tho, sum up how i responded in a few sentences, adding your character's reaction to each part as it comes along so we dont have excessively long posts))
Tue, 03/20/2012 - 22:27
#481
Mission Prep
Fridge was a bit taken aback when the two gremlins mentioned in the mission plans stepped up to him and asked him for further briefings on their particular mission. Although he knew Vakros to an extent, the scroll he was given had no further description on what the mission entailed.
"Uhhh...." Fridge stuttered. If constructs had the ability to perspire, he would have been sweating buckets at that moment. To make things worse, a small devilite also approached him and wanted to volunteer for the Moorcroft mission.
Fortunately, Takun seemed to have had things covered ahead of time. A small squad of Devilites exited the central tent and started to deliver recon modules to the party members. Vakros and that other gremlin he was with both took their module and retreated to another location, probably to view the contents in private. Another handed that odd blue devilite his own module and sent him on his way to find his other team members. Fridge was also handed one of these modules, although it seemed a bit different from the others'.
Fridge examined his module from all angles, eventually noticing that the underside had some sort of connection port built into it. The devilite that handed him the module noticed his confusion, and explained that the module was a special model, one designed to directly download the mission details and further instructions directly into a construct's processor, due to it being far faster and more efficient than being briefed manually. Not to mention, extra data for proper behavior in Haven could be seamlessly added without training being required. Before Fridge could ask how one could actually use the device however, the devilite had already run off somewhere.
"A busy bunch aren't they?" Fridge noted.
He once again took a look at the module. He had no idea how this thing worked despite being a construct himself.
...It wasn't exactly something a Gremlin would program a Mecha Knight to know anyway, now that he thought about it. Ah well, he'd figure it out sooner or later. He decided to find his other team members first so they could work out the downloading procedure together. Fridge headed to the repair/recharge tent from earlier, being the most likely place that the constructs and Gremlin mechanic would be. Surely enough, he saw the large form of the Redward Lumber that he recalled was mostly known simply as "Test Subject 13".
As he approached, the large lumber merely looked at him in interest, remaining silent. Fridge noticed that the large construct had never really spoken before... Ah well. Time to use this module thingy.
Fridge proceeded to waltz right up to the Lumber and slapped the module onto its "forehead" area, expecting something to happen. The Lumber simply gazed a bit cross-eyed at the thing on its face, and let out a strange rumbling noise of confusion.
Uhhh... Fridge could tell this wasn't what he was supposed to do with the thing. He then began to try something else...
-(some time later)-
Fridge stepped back and lifted a hand to his "chin" gazing at his work. It still didn't look quite right...
The poor Redward was now covered in duct tape that Fridge had borrowed from one of the local Gremlin menders, strapping the module to its head. The now thoroughly confused (and partially blinded) Redward just stood there not knowing what was going on. Before Fridge could try using glue for a new attempt, Fridge was shoved a bit roughly to the side as a somewhat familiar Gremlin mender with bald patches stepped up and gazed at Fridge's handywork.
"Ugh... I can't believe how much trouble one construct can cause..." he grumbled. He began to peel away the tape and recovered the module.
"Honestly, I don't know what I did to deserve being stuck with you after what you did to my fur."
Ohhh! Now Fridge remembered! It was that nice Mr. Gremlin that had patched him up when he first arrived to the Treasure Vault. Fridge then proceeded to obliviously wave happily at the gremlin. With a sour look that Fridge missed, Dagren proceeded to open a hidden hatch on the back of Test Subject 13's cranium and pressed the module to it. With a click and a whir, the module locked in place and lit up as it began to download the information into the Lumber's processor. After it was done, Dagren reluctantly removed it and opened up a hatch on Fridge's head as well.
"I'm only doing this because I have to, just to let you know." He said. Fridge had little time to process this statement before a flood of data proceeded to fill his mind. It stated:
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Haven messenger
A group of constructs accompanied by a Gremlin mechanic will travel to Haven posing as personal bodyguards of a Knight to be sent by the Spiral-Order. Their mission is to reach the Spiral-Order HQ and speak with commander Ozlo. One of the Constructs will be outfitted with a special, hologram transmitter that will allow Takun to converse with him about the attack on the Grand Palace.
This mission is to ensure that any communication between the Renegades and the Spiral-Order will not be intercepted by enemy spies. Act your roles well and suspicion among the Knights will not be aroused. Our existence must remain a secret from them.
------
Fridge woke up from his trance as soon as he stored all that data to his memory. Dagren then proceeded to take out a small projector-like device and affixed it to Fridge's chestplate. As Fridge looked at it in curiosity, Dagren explained:
"This is the hologram transmitter mentioned in the briefing. I would attach it to that lumber over there..." Dagren jabbed a thumb at 13, "...but unfortunately, you are the one that is fitted with the best sound synthesizer available, so you will have to be the messenger in this case."
"Just don't trip or anything." Dagren added immediately, not trusting the Cryo Knight for an instant.
As Fridge further examined the thing on his chest, Dagren took a look around. "Now where is that blasted Retrode?"
((Again, tell me if anything needs to be changed. This is the part where either Scharr can agree to go along with the mission, or refuse to go. It is your choice Necroterra. Also, I hope Windsickle doesn't mind that I took some minor control of his character. He didn't say anything about mods not being able to at the moment, so I'll leave it in.))
((Also, note to Tevokkia: When you and me discussed this scene a bit, I assumed you meant the recon module being placed on Test Subject 13, but upon further investigation, perhaps you meant the projector? Either way, that scene wouldn't leave my head so I just made the module downloadable and made the projector a separate piece.))
((Sorry for the wall of text everybody! ^_^; ))
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 22:39
#482
meh
((I only have a little time, but I would like to inform you that Scharr will not be going to Haven. By tomorrow, I will probably have updated this post with IC. If you post before then, then from the perspectives of the other characters Scharr just disappeared.))
EDIT: ((There you go))
Scharr
The quiet whirring of the strange Retrode's machinery filled the long corridor as he ran down the stratum, no destination in mind. When he had learned of the mission he was to go on, he had nearly crashed his OS from shock. There was NO way he was going to Haven... he really didn't want to kill himself, his allies, or any innocent Knights that happened to be up there.
Why, on my first assignment? Why, why, why?
He had to leave. It seemed to be a sign... his condition would always prevent him from working with others. He had to find some way to fix himself.
Scharr was so busy trying to deal with the overwhelming tragedy of the situation, that he nearly ran right off the edge of the wolver den he was in. He stepped back from the edge, slightly shocked he had nearly done that. Never before had he been this unfocused, and never had he been so bothered by his past.
He continued on down the clockworks, untroubled by the monsters and creatures there. Even the fearsome Gremalkins did not try to stop him, as the rage building up inside him seemed to create an aura, one that said, now would be a bad time to make me angry.
After few minutes that felt like hours, he finally arrived at what he supposed was his destination. A back door to the Ironclaw Munitions Factory. The IMF was actually much larger than most Knights think it is, spanning many floors with numerous vaults, secret weapons, and rampant AIs. Scharr had been created here, and he had vowed never to return... well, now he had nowhere else to go.
Pushing the door open, he stepped into the Factory, not truly knowing what to expect.
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 16:01
#483
Elias
((Pefectly fine Za-Ck. I'd been rubbing my brains against the wall trying to figure out how get TS13 involved. You did better than I'd hoped. So, nice job.))
TS13 was being repaired and unconsciously went through its reboot process trying to recover as much information and data that could have been lost due to a sudden shutdown during recharge by some sort of electromagnetic pulse. The repair tent was a crowd of mechanics, engineers, and disoriented Constructs as the mess was cleaned up. TS13 could just barely sense all that was going on despite many of its systems being off. It did not know how (it did not know many things) but it just could. At one point something entered the tent causing a stir amongst some of the Gremlins. It may have been hostile, and several times it seemed as if the Gremlins would have called the alarm, but this thing eventually joined them in the jumble of mechanical parts. After what was approximately an hour of this thing that TS13 found strangely familiar, all of its systems were brought back online and it could see and think properly again. It realized that it had lying on the ground this whole time so it heaved its body up with some effort and saw a strange blue... thing interacting with the others. It was the ball. That small, delicate little thing that TS13 had found in Moorcraft Manor. It looked different now. This must have been its form when all its systems were online. When TS13 had found it, it must have have been on some sort of low-power standby mode but TS13 had brought it here. Just like TS13 had been now and this thing had repaired TS13. TS13 thought this was very interesting and could not help but feel grateful and... pleasantly similar to this thing. TS13 walked to this blue thing and touched it lightly on its hand (it had seemed very delicate before like the Kat and TS13 did not know if this was still true in its current form). Something happened at that moment, TS13 was not sure what it was (it was not sure of many things) but it felt information being moved within it at a sudden and rapid speed. The phantom tried to communicate something. TS13 was not sure what it was (it was not sure of many things) but it did know that it had just received something. Something special.
(After a time's recharging during the meeting)
TS13 was recharging at a reduced rate with its systems on as Q-77, its former squad leader, trotted into the tent with what looked like an information module. The Cryo Knight always walked with what seemed to be a very bouncy and erratic gait compared to TS13. Their optical sensors met as Q-77 scanned the tent full of Constructs which then proceeded to move in a peculiar manner to TS13 and place the module onto the face of TS13. TS13 stood with the module sitting on it and waiting. Should something have happened? Was this an attachment of some kind? An upgrade maybe? TS13 did not know, but then, there were many things it did not know. Would this module teach it so that it knew more? It looked back at Q-77 with puzzlement.
-(some time later)-
TS13 watched as Q-77 wrapped TS13 with some kind of adhesive tape. TS13 was very confused now. None of its previous upgrades had required procedures such as these. It was having trouble seeing what the Cryo Knight was doing now (there were many things TS13 could not always see). A Gremlin Mender eventually intervened as he pushed the Q-77 aside grumbling and began to undo the Cryo Knight's handiwork. Was the upgrade finished then? The Gremlin (who seemed to be missing some fur) then moved behind TS13 having finished peeling the tape, and inserted what TS13 though must have been the module, into something behind itself. A series of movements and attachments were heard/felt and an amount of information immediately began to download into its processor.
PROCESSING...
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 15:49
#484
Breaking the Connection
"I'm a trapper!" Terrar exclaimed, "That's what I meant about the cool stuff at the mess of Moorcraft. I used it to make a few more traps. By the look of the stuff in your bag, you are an engineer. Am I right?"
"Heheh, to be honest, i didnt catch much of what you were rambling before, but yea, i guess you dont have to be a mood reader like me to know what I do," Elias playfully poked the lens up to his eye and peered at his comrade as he spoke. "Im also a tinker, as you can see from this miniaturize once-giant sword (lol, tiny triglav) on my back, and the plasma powered tazer-sniper at my side... i think the blueprints i saw when i snatched it said pulsar... I added special settings and a plasma cell to customize it for more versatile uses, long range and short." He scanned over his other belongings, his eye resting on a small node on his left hip. He stared at it long and hard, not sure what to make of it, but soon a vision came to him.
Elias found staring only at pure blackness again, he couldnt even see his hands, nor could he tell if he were looking at them anyway. He heard muffled voices, the first 1 low and raspy, "This 1 is special, we should not even begin this procedure. Something about this 1 is ominous, not to our favor." A second voice chimed in, a mild, calm voice, "If hes so much more special, we could always manipulate him to our favor. If he is as great as you say, we could always use him in our ranks." The first continued, "Fine... but we must take precautions. Getting him to join us will take our will alone, nothing can decide for him, but if he doesnt side with us, we can at least inhibit his powers. Hand me the device, if we place it on his leg, his fury state will start up the device to cool him off" Whats going on? Are they talking about me?... Now i remember! I heard this moments before I died! Who is talking though, and am i really so strong to be feared?
The vision made way to color, and Elias gasped once violently as he returned to the world. He gazed down, seeing a somewhat concerned devilite before him. "Terrar?... oh my head... uh, i gotta go find someone, k?" Elias suddenly didnt feel like talking anymore, so he swiped his gear back together and collected the charts, using only the hope that he would sense someone searching for him to find Snarp. He felt sorry for running out on the little guy, but he had a sudden wave of insecurity he couldnt place. Who am I anymore? Why was I resurrected, and most of all, what is this thing at my side? Am i really what i just heard?
He found Snarp nearby, and hoped he wouldnt have to talk much. He had lost the will to speak again.
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 17:49
#485
Elias told Terarr that he was
Elias told Terarr that he was also a tinker, and showed him a few things he had. Terarr has awed by al this cool stuff that the phantom had. Then it looked at a little gadget on its left hip (if it had hips), and seemed to lose contact with the world. "Elias? Are you ok?" Asked Terarr, but the phantom didn't answer. After a while, Elias came to, and looked around as if he didn't know where he was. Then Elias said, "Terarr?... oh my head... uh, i gotta go find someone, k?" then it picked up its stuff. "Okay." Terarr said, but the phantom didn't seem to notice. Something happened to it while it was entranced. Terarr decided that it wasn't his business, and went back to the medical tent. It would be better to make friends with someone he would be with, Terarr thought. Well, all friends are good, but it's heart breaking to be split up. When Terarr got to his destination, he went inside. The Kats where still there. "Hello again!" He told the female Kat. "I thought we should get to know each other since we're going on a mission together."
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 17:50
#486
Edit: ((Oops, double posted
Edit: ((Oops, double posted by mistake. -.- Sorry about this. I have no idea how it happened.))
Wed, 03/21/2012 - 20:30
#487
... I can't think of a good spookat pun. I tried.
Mialii
Mialii turned at the sound of the tent flap being pushed aside once more, and found the young devilite from before standing inside. She wondered briefly where he had dashed off to so quickly if he was only going to come back, but didn't dwell on it long; dashing about seemed to be a rather important devilite trait, until they grew large enough to qualify as pit bosses and stopped moving much at all.
"Well hello, Little One," the spookat said in her otherworldly purr. She made a quick check of Konjuring Kat (there was no change), and floated down to the blue devilite's eye level. "Certainly we should," she replied to his statement, her ears twitching twice so that the tiny nurse's hat perched between them jumped a bit. "It is always best to get to know those one is to be working with." Mialii smiled, showing her sharp little fangs.
"You already know my name is Mialii," she began. "I'm a nurse for the undead and those who reside here as spirits, and this one," she gestured towards Konjuring Kat with a little nod of her head (which was more like a nod of her whole body, but nobody is splitting hairs over it), "is currently under my care. I expect he will be so for the duration of the mission, and that he will remain in Moorcroft when you and I return here with our escort." The spookat nurse regarded Terarr for a moment, as though trying to remember something. "I don't believe you gifted me with your name," she commented finally.
Thu, 03/22/2012 - 05:13
#488
Finally, I get IC
Tickafir couldn't believe how stupid he'd been. What kind of a rebellion would let even a random gremlin just walk in, let alone him. There must be some way to get them to explain himself, without them blasting him on sight. Then he had a brainwave, thinking of something that any gremlin would die before doing. He would sneak into a weapons factory, and steal several prototype mechs that he knew were being constructed. But which one? He would have to disable the security system, and dodge constructs, workers, guards, and worst of all, Warmaster Seerus himself. He decided the best place to go would be the Ironclaw Munitions Factory, with all those knights raiding it, it would be easy to slip in unnoticed, and the Warmaster didn't often go there. On that happy thought, Tickafir about-faced and planned out the quickest way to the IMF, trying to think of as many shortcuts as possible. Hitting the road, the weary gremlin marched...and marched...and marched...until he was at a small, employees only back entrance to the factory. This should lead him to a control room, where he could hot wire the cameras to play the same five minutes over and over, keeping him off the screens while still showing the factory at work.
((for those of you wondering what happened to that slime, that lazy toxilargo didn't respond, so it scrammed from the might of my magic stick. and i will be back with more IC, i just couldnt think what to add right now))
Thu, 03/22/2012 - 05:42
#489
Mailii the she-Kat.
"Oops, sorry. I don't know what is wrong with me. I ALWAYS forget to tell my name. Before I forget again, my name is Terarr, and I'm a trapper, as you can see by the contents of the bag." Terarr took his bag off, opened it, and showing Mailii the contents.
Thu, 03/22/2012 - 15:19
#490
IC coming soon
((no time to post IC right now, but I'll try to address all of your OOC...
@Tev: Considering that Brastley was your character, I'd be perfectly fine with you taking control of the team of Knights, if you want to :)
@Treaman: Once I can figure how to add links to specific posts, I'll add that so that you guys can refresh yourselves without having to dig through the pages.
If you guys need anything else, just ask and I'll try to address them as soon as possible))
Thu, 03/22/2012 - 15:28
#491
((@Azure-Orbit regarding
((@Azure-Orbit regarding trouble with links: Every post has a number in the top right corner of its box. Those numbers are actually links that center your view on them when clicked. You can just click the link and then copy & paste the URLs to your preferred post like this: http://forums.spiralknights.com/en/node/33996#comment-206657 Hope this helps.))
Fri, 03/23/2012 - 04:52
#492
App links
((I did the html for the app links for you, Azure, and put the text on Google Docs ... just copy and paste the whole bit. App link html in Google Docs.
I'll probably come back and add some IC or something here later ... EDIT: and here it is, below.))
Mialii
"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Terarr," the spookat nurse purred, floating forward a bit to peek into the proffered bag. The contents didn't look like much to her, but it wasn't her area of expertise and she wasn't sure if they were actual traps, or the supplies with which to make them.
"That's certainly an ... interesting profession," Mialii said after a moment. She wondered why they were sending a trapper on a diplomatic recruitment mission, and worried for a split second she had read the brief wrong before deciding that he was probably either part of the protective escort or there was a part of the mission that had not been included because it did not concern her. "So ... have you been with the Renegades long? I'm rather curious about your role in our assignment."
Fri, 03/23/2012 - 05:18
#493
hey
((loving the story so far, here's something that might help you guys make the story more interesting))
CLICK
Fri, 03/23/2012 - 12:41
#494
"Well, I just got here during
"Well, I just got here during the chase of the gremlin. You know, the one that was frozen in the elevator. If you don't, I'll gladly tell you. As for the mission, I have no idea what I'm going to do in the mission, but I thought it might be fun, so I volunteered. They said they needed a devilite to go. Maybe I'm going to be a messenger or something."
Sat, 03/24/2012 - 06:43
#495
Am I the only one who forgot about this guy?
((Okay, four hours of research, post review, and writing later ... hopefully I didn't mess anything up too badly. I'm assuming that just how the Pit Bosses interrogate people (when they get to) is not common knowledge. Enjoy the wall of text. XD))
The tent flap lifted, illuminating the entryway briefly before it fell back into place, and a third Pit Boss joined the other two in the darkness. An air of mingled smugness and grim anticipation hung between them.
When they had decided to erect this interrogation tent, some of the other Renegades had shaken their heads at the uselessness of such a thing - they didn't take prisoners, after all - and some others, even a few of their fellow fiends, had openly laughed at the three Pit Boss' plans.
Today, however, they would be the ones laughing.
* * * * *
Grostel had been taken to a dark tent while he was frozen, and for the several hours it had been since he had been thawed, he had sat bound upright to a chair. The fur on his forehead and the back of his neck were cold and damp with nervous sweat, his breath was rapid and shallow, and his heart was beating hard in his throat so that he felt as though he couldn't breath.
It was difficult to tell which was worse: the prolonged nerves that had kept him constantly on edge until he had actually pushed the button on the device, or the fear that now bordered on sheer panic, leaving him tense and exhausted.
The extended quiet was broken by the heavy thung of a large switch being thrown, and a bright light pierced the darkness, blinding the captive gremlin. He squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head the little he was able, trying to block out the pain the enormous bulb was causing his retinas. Finally, he was able to squint into the light, but could not see beyond it. In a way, this was worse than the darkness.
Grostel struggled instinctively against his bonds until a pitchfork flew toward him seemingly out of nowhere and stopped to hover a mere hairsbreadth from his left eye. He froze, barely daring to breathe. Only his eyes moved, his pupils flicking from one side to anothe in a vain attempt to see who held the fork's shaft.
"What was the device you set off in the mechanic's tent today?" a voice demanded from the other side of the wall of light. The pitchfork didn't so much as waver.
"I'm not even sure!" Grostel sobbed in genuine terror, trying to shrink into himself to get away from the sharp point hovering directly in his line of sight. With the back of his head tightly pressed against the chair, there was nowhere for him to squirm. "I didn't even know what it would do until I set it off!"
For several moments, the only sound in the tent was the harsh panting of the panic-stricken gremlin as he tried not to impale his own eye.
"Where did you get the device?" came the next question finally.
"A couple of other gremlins," the mechanic answered quickly. "Not Renegades. They wanted me to test it here."
"Why here?"
"I - I don't know, exactly." Grostel's voice wavered. "But they were very insistent. They offered a huge sum of money first, but I wasn't going to do it - I swear! - until ..."
"Until?"
"Until I found out the Crimson Order had sent them." The gremlin's voce dropped to a hoarse whisper. "I was too afraid to refuse them, then."
The silence returned, prolonged this time, and the pitchfork bobbed a bit as though it's wielder were also doing something else. Grostel just sat there trembling.
"When and where was this?" the voice demanded urgently after what seemed like forever.
"About two sleep cycles ago, out in the Clockworks. I was traveling at the time - I have no idea how they found me." Grostel wasn't sure whether the unintelligible whispering was a good sign.
The whispering stopped, and the pitchfork was drawn away from Grostel's face as the tent was plunged once more into darkness. The gremlin let out a sob of relief and slumped forward in the chair as far as the bonds would let him, completely spent.
* * * * *
The three Pit Bosses stood scowling in the darkness, out of earshot of their detainee. They weren't laughing after all.
"So the CO can track us now," one of them said flatly.
"Maybe just the grems," another added hopefully.
"Either way, we've got teams about to deploy into what are going to be high-risk areas, considering," the first countered. "We should take this to the big boss so he can call in the ones heading into gremlin territories to update them."
"What should we do with the traitor?" the third Pit Boss asked.
The second shrugged into the darkness. "We'll have someone stick him in that big cage they had the phantom in earlier. He can stay there until Takun figures out what he wants to do with him."
* * * * *
The Yesman strode (as much as any devilite can stride on thier stubby legs) up to a quicksilver that had planted itself near a blue-colored phantom with an armful of scrolls.
"Are you Elias and Snarp?" He barely waited for acknowledgement before continuing. "You are to report immediately to the main tent for an important update to your impending reconnaissance mission," he finished authoritatively, then left them to obey orders as he headed off to deliver his other message.
The two gremlins he was looking for were not still loitering near the meeting area, but he did find them eventually; a grey-colored mender and a younger one of indiscriminate profession were sitting on the ground outside of Torx's tent.
"You are Vakros and Bettit?" Again, he didn't really wait for his question to be answered. "Report immediately to the main tent for an important update to your recruitment mission."
His important messages having been delivered to both of the teams he had been charged to deliver them to, the Yesman started toward his usual post. He did have other important things to do today, after all.
Sat, 03/24/2012 - 07:49
#496
IC time
((@Tev: Wow! Thanks Tev. I really have no idea how I'm supposed to repay you for all your work in this thread. Ironically, you seem to be more hardworking about this than I am :)
@Draykon: Interesting indeed :). We might be able to use that...
And now time for my long-delayed IC XD))
Rultaos
The silence in Rultaos' tent had remained unbroken throughout the meeting in the central area. He had no need to be there as he was sure that it was only about what he and Takun had spoken about barely a centi-cycle ago. [I hope to Cradle that we're making the right decision about stalling the assault. I sent people to tell Torx about it but he seems to have suddenly disappeared...] Rultaos thought, half-awake.
Trojans, being half-awake in their hibernation, were utterly incapable of sleeping or "shutting down" and therefore, were constantly aware while they were paralyzed. He decided to pass the time by thinking, like he usually did.
[I wonder how the Citadel will react to my presence, or how Achilles plans to get me inside if he agrees to help] Rultaos thought. He had been mulling over what he would do at the Firestorm Citadel to get allies, or even get inside for that matter. Until he received a reply from Achilles, nothing was certain.
Soon, his thoughts turned over to the various species that made up the ranks of The Clockwork Renegades. Even he found it amusing to watch all the different subterranean creatures working hand in hand for a common goal. It was definitely better than the kingdoms before the Knights arrived; constant war and tension with only small lapses of peace in between. He prayed to the spirits of Cradle that the empires would be rebuilt with a stronger friendship after the Knights had left, the Renegades would be the first to begin that ambitious mission. After all, their organization was a small spark of unity in the divided empire of The Clockworks.
Eventually, he began thinking about the other species. He had known how they live together, become friends, begin families, and watch their offspring grow. Rultaos thought about how that had compared to the denizens of Vanaduke's empire. They were nothing but pawns; tools to be used when they could be and then thrown away. But some, like Rultaos, were capable of more independent thoughts. It had pained him to see his brethren work mindlessly for the glory of what remained of the once great Almirian Empire. [Once this is all over, I will help rebuild Almire under a new order. If it proves to be impossible, then I will destroy its remains and have my brothers work for the benefit of the other creatures. If we are to remain tools for all eternity, then I want it to be in the name of Cradle rather than a dead kingdom]
In the middle of this long train of thought, the silence was broken by the soft sound of a Gremlin entering the room. He wore a metal mask that was lifted to show his face along with a gas tank at his back. "Commander Rultaos" The Scorcher said as he saluted. I've returned with the reply for the message that you sent with the Wolver" he announced.
Rultaos' crystal began to shine brighter and he awakened once again. "Fine work Zadiar, give me the reply" Rultaos told the Gremlin. "Yes sir" He replied as he handed over a fabric that was used as paper (technology is not as mainstream in Firestorm Citadel compared to the other corners of The Clockworks). Rultaos opened the message and said "Dismissed". "Thank you sir" Zadiar replied.
Rultaos read through the message and thought [You pulled through for me again Achilles. I really have to pay you back one day]
((Will continue posting the siege on Candlestick Keep in my next IC post. Running low on time right now :( ))
Sat, 03/24/2012 - 20:00
#497
Arrgh
On the way down to Moorcraft, the elevator stopped. "Oh, come on..." It would have been fine, if it had of actually stopped at a level. "This is why the clockworks ahve Gremlins. This is the exact reason!" He went into the ball, and slipped through the cracks. He landed on a platform and quickly looked around. It was pitch black, except for the glow of Corpser's red Aura. "The hell is wrong with the lift?"
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 12:13
#498
More backstory building! -and writing practice.
((@Azure 5 posts ago- Hmm, good tips. I'll try that now.
@Draykon- That gives me an idea! More backstory building!
I really didn't have Hanaphs figured out when I made him. OH WELL.))
"Then why don't you have firey eyes and a pitchfork?" Hanaphs asked, trying to think of what the Devlite's answer would be. He had a confused look on his face, with his confused color of yellow slag.
"I don't get angry that easily." He chuckled, as he smiled and pat the citadel guardian's back.
"Oh. That explains a lot." The Slag Guard said, as his confused expression gave way to a smile (Without a jaw, I believe.) and a happy green hue. The Devlite suddenly made Hanaphs remember something, a bit sadly. He turned his head to the artificial sky of the Treasure vault as he turned blue. "Y'know, you remind me of my only other freinds." The blue Slag Guard told the devlite.
"Really? Who?" The devlite asked. He was eager to know these other friends. Being at such a low rank for a Slag guard, Hanaphs might as well have no friends.
"The Sprites, the creatures of nature. They have a circle of life in the Charred Court. Lord Vanaduke vents some anger by scarring them to death. Some have to live there because of that." Hanaphs paused for a momment, as he remmbered what may have scared the little green creatures for life. "I brought them to the circle whenever I could, and sometimes to the elevator when possible. They were my only friends, the only reason to 'live'. It makes me sad to think of what's happening to them now." The sad and blue armored slag guard turned to the purple Devlite as his color changed to his happier green. "But it's good I have more friends."
The devlite, who had been listening to the Slag guard's story, turned to the sky and smiled. "Well, I'm glad you think of me that way."
(WHOA. Haven't written something this long in... FOREVER. Thank you, Azure and Draykon.))
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 00:58
#499
wow
((i am really happy that you appreciate it ^.^))
i haven't red this for a looong time now, so i kinda missed alot XD
good luck in the RP guys!))
Sun, 03/25/2012 - 06:36
#500
i can't stop myself.
((Just love it. it's amazing, and even though someone's app got accepted instead of mine (ah, oh well, nothing ever goes perfectly), i still read this all the time. In my list of fav fanfics, it's joint first :D please never let this die, and if it does someone will HAVE TO necro it :). i mean have to.
A. Tear, A.K.A. tearninja.))
((Thanks, Azure! We really weren't quite sure what you had in mind for some of these. XD
@Xplad, below: I'm hoping Necroterra will be able to narrate that for you, but I'll talk to him and we'll figure it out before you get there.))