Fanfic: Genesis (Sequel to Artini's Journals) UPDATE Chapter 1 Part 3 Out!

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Hi everybody! My name is Varsian. I guess i'm kind of a rookie in the treasure vault, having only one fanfic on spiral knights.

Oh well, thats ok right?

For those of you who don't know me, but have heard rumors, let me say those rumors are true. I AM a sociopath, i AM a reckless swordsman. Lag? Pfft, i'm the KING of lag due to the fact i live in China, i think i've clocked more hours in the lag "purgatory" than most.

So, why am I here? Again? Well, that answer is pretty obvious, I'm starting the next part of my story!

WAIT!!!! If any of you have NOT read Artini's Journals, go read it now! The link is right here:

http://forums.spiralknights.com/en/node/42889

Don't worry, I'll wait. *whistles*

--------------------------SPOILER LINE!! IF YOU HAVE NOT READ ARTINI'S JOURNALS, DO NOT GO PAST HERE!!!!---------------------------------------------

Ok? done reading? Cool! We can continue! So when we finished "Journal Entry 4: Revelations of my past" we were unsure of Artini's fate, and introduced to the mysterious character named "Mkelican" who also happens to be related to Artini some how. What's going to happen next? Well...I dont know...I havnt thought of it yet :P

BUT! That does't mean i've come here empty handed, with false promises! *cough* *cough* Pow *cough* *cough* Whew i have a bad cough today.

CHARACTER APPS!!!

I dont know how i'm going to do this, but I'll be accepting characters. Just submit a character with:

Name:

Gear:

Gender:

Personality:

Background:

Anything you want to add (no super powers, or something like, he is trying to avenge his family):

I'll look at all your character apps, and i will try to answer all your questions.

So! Without further
ado...

Here is the prologue to the next chapter in Artini's story: Genesis!

Tairatu typed in the last of his logs for the day. It had been a rather boring day in Haven. A day consisting of writing down data, and recording the mineral deposits of knights coming back from their shifts. The monotonous drag of the day did not help his racing thoughts however. Just five days ago, one of the squad leaders he had assigned a mission to had come back. He was at Death’s doorstep, and was immediately sent into intensive care in the Haven infirmary. The rest of his squad was presumed dead. It had been a tragic day, especially for Tairatu.

Two days after, one of the knights he knew caused him a great deal of mental discomfort. He had finally come to Tairatu and demanded for something that Tairatu was not authorized to give at this time: information. He was the first of his…”kind” to demand the truth. Tairatu asked guards to put him in the Haven holding cells for the time being, at least, until the right time would come. He hoped however, that time would never have to come.

Yes, the past few days had been rough on the officer of the Spiral Order. Tairatu sat down in his chair, closed his eyes, and mused about what would happen next. There were so many ways this could play out. He feared for himself, and of Haven, for the events were starting to line themselves up, ready to be knocked over like dominos.

Tairatu opened his eyes and reached for his com-unit. He scrolled down until he located Kana’s device. Kana was the head of the infirmary, and he needed to get updated on the situation of the squad leader who had returned.

After connecting to Kana, he got right to the point, “How is he?”

“He’s getting better, though I can’t say that’s a good thing for his sake,” Kana responded.

“The Order told you about it?” Tairatu asked.

“Yes, I think my higher up positions gave them enough motivation to tell me all about they’re little…experiment.”

“It’s quite remarkable isn’t it?” Tairatu wondered.

“Yeah, though I don’t think for him it’s any good, “ Kana responded.

“Is he still asleep?” Tairatu asked.

“No, he’s coming to right about now actually. He’s a fighter, I would know, I nursed him back to health when he stumbled into Haven.”

“Yes…Artini is quite stubborn when it comes do death isn’t he?” Tairatu chuckled.

“What do I do when he starts asking questions?” Kana asked.

Tairatu quickly responded, “Tell him nothing, only what he would expect to hear, if there is one thing he doesn’t need to know right now, it’s project Genesis.”

Mkelican lied in his cot, and stared up at the grey ceiling of his cell. I guess I deserve it, attacking an officer like that, he thought to himself. Even so, he felt he had been cheated. Nothing seemed right. All his time on Cradle he had felt lost; part of that was probably due to his amnesia, but that wasn’t important. He picked up one of the rocks in the cell, and threw it at a small crack in the wall. The rock flew towards the small opening and lodged itself in with no problem. Mkelican smiled to himself, he had always been a good shot. Some of the people he knew called his shooting skills super human. Half the time he thought he was just lucky.

He knew it wasn’t over. The look of disbelief in Tairatu’s eyes when he demanded to know whom his brother, Artini, was proved it. How he knew Artini was related to him was beyond him. His dreams told him it was true. According to his dreams, Artini was also a knight without a memory. Soon, he thought, I will get the answers I want, and I WILL meet Artini.

As he thought this, fate would play out like a puppet master. Mkelican WOULD meet Artini; in fact, he would meet him much sooner than he thought.

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Guess Who's Back

Ooookay, look who's back in the treasure vault! I'm sorry guys, I drifted away from writing again.

I contracted a few diseases, to name a few: Diablo 3, and Kingdoms of Amalur. I think I'm fighting back Diablo 3 pretty good, but man, Kingdoms of Amalur, thts messing me up pretty bad :P (oh yeah and the minecraft disease is stil with me, but its been with me for a LONG time)

After drifting around the strange Limbo (some would say hell) that is my imagination, i decided, hey, why not come back to spiral knights again? Better yet, why not come back to the treasure vault and see whats going on, maybe finish this story thats been LONG over due.

Well, thats what I intend to do, I mean really, what else am I going to do over the summer? Go outside? Pfft, what do you think i have, a life?

Anyway, i see a lot of guys comming back, Happyapathy to name one (Good to see you back :D), and also Pow...OH FOR TH-*ahem* everyone deserves a millionth try right?

I'll be pumping out my story soon, preferably around the beginning of July, but you know me, I suck at commitments lol.

Also, i want some character apps! If u guys posted on my first fanfic, post here or something idk, i'll read through the apps over on my first fanfic again.

Until then, I'll see you all around, be it haven, treasure vault or wherever!

-Varsian

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Isisdelltion
Good to see you back! :D

Well then, I guess that I should probably submit another app, right?

Name: Aere

Gear: Fused Demo Set, Mighty Defender, Iceburst Brandish

Gender: Male

Personality: Quiet, lethargic, a bit devious, timid

Background: Forced into the Order by his family, Aere is anything but courageous. He is know to by lazy, weak, and easily angered...knights are advised not to rely on him. If he put as much work into working as he did getting others to do his work for him, he'd be able to move mountains.

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Ok guys! Part 1 of Chapter 1.

Ok guys! Part 1 of Chapter 1. I was thinking of making the whole thing in third person but I like writing from Artini's point of view. Anywho, read, comment, submit characters, flame me, I don't care, it's all in the fun isn't it?

It's pretty short, but tht's cuz i wrote this at midnight, and i was bored as hell. I'll finish the rest of it and it'll be up very soon!

-1-
I woke up to the sound of mumbling. As I slowly opened my eyes I saw I was in a familiar place. The infirmary, which meant medicine, lying around, and cheese; yeah, got to have my cheese right?

Anyway back to the mumbling. I looked over to the bed at the other side of the room. A knight, shorter than average, was tucked into the blankets, and wrapping them around his face as if he wanted to make a fort out of them. That wasn’t the strangest part though. What he was saying was making me on edge.

“Boom! Pow! Powpowpow! Bombs! Blow everyone e-e-everyone! Down into the clockworks! F-f-f-fall! They th-th-they all fall down! Ha! Haha! Hahahaha! Fly! F-f-fly! I will fly with the w-w-wings!” He kept going on and on.

“Don’t keep listening to him Artini,” a familiar voice said, “You’ll be just as crazy has him if you do.”

I rolled my head to the other side of the bead, there stood Kana, as imposing as ever with her Fallen helm at her side. “Who is he? And what’s with the mumbling?” I asked.

“Well, his name, is Powtherix, was a rookie bomber. Loved, and I mean absolutely LOVED, blowing things up. You could probably guess, he ended up being a danger to his squad, unfortunately the Order took action a tad too late to do anything about it. After he bought a faulty Fused Demo Suit, with a missing component in its helm. He went back into the clockworks. The steam and smoke from the bombs got into his helm, and he went crazy. Absolutely off the wall crazy. We didn’t get a read from him for weeks until one of our patrols found him a few levels past the tier two terminal, huddled in a corner, ODing on haze-bomb gas, saying that it would give him the “Almirian Wings of Destiny,” and that he would fly away from Cradle. We’ve tried countless rehabilitation strategies but nothing works.”

“Ah,” I simply responded, nothing much I could say after a story like that, “My squad?”

“I’m sorry Artini, they were good people, we’re all sad that they went the way they did,” Kana softly replied, “theres, uh, not much more I can say, just get some rest, I’ll move you into another room if Pow bothers you.”

“Alright, but don’t expect me to stay here much longer, I want answers.”

“Yes,” Kana said, nervously, “Well, sleep now, I’ll come by in the morning.”

I closed my eyes again, sleep came easy, and especially after all I had been through. I had dreams, but, these weren’t nightmares. It was just me, on one of the roof tops of haven, looking out over the town square. It was peaceful, I didn’t want it to end.
Suddenly I was shook awake, and staring into the crazed eyes of Powtherix.

“GAH!” I yelled, but Pow clamped his hand over my mouth.

“Heh heh, ha ha ha!” Pow laughed, “ha ha ha ha! G-g-genesis knight thinks his plan is simple? Ahahahahahaha!”

- TO BE CONTINUED-

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Character Apps from old Forum

These are all the character apps from the old fanfic. I am considering all of these.

Pow:

Name: Blast

Gender: Male (yes, it needs to be a good male name)

Personality: Likes bombs so much he blew Vana up with a Nitronome.

Armor/Weapons: Merc Demo Set (with prismatic bomb bandolier), Nitronome, Big Angry Bomb, other 5* bombs.

background: I don't have one.

Expendability (life expectancy): I get put off fanfics when all my characters die.

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Lordofnecromancers (long name ftw! :D)

Well, this is a pretty good fanfic. It reminds me of Pyschodestroyer's stories.(that's a very good thing).

Hope you have enough space for one more character. :3

Name: Evo

Gender: Male

Personality: An easy going kind of guy. He's decent at fighting, and he enjoys Snipes, his Khorovod and jalovec, Blast Network, Greavers, Shcok Status, and anything that goes boom. He tends to crack jokes a lot, but when the going gets tough, so does he.

Armor/Weapons: Bunch of stuff. Mainly uses Khorovod/Jalovec combo, Bristling Buckler, Magic hood, Wolver Coat, and Static Capaciator.

OPTIONAL: background: just an ordinary Knight with a humoress sense of... humor. XD

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Soulstaker

Name:Jax

Gear:Skolver helmet and coat. Barbarian thorn shield. Divine Avenger and Gran Fuast.

Gender:Male

Personality: A knight with a lot of experience. He can always get the job done without breaking a sweat. Pretty silent knight but deadly when provoked.

Background: He used to be very social and a very popular knight but then.... One day he was patrolling with his friend ( He sorta had a crush on her) They got ambushed and sadly his friend died. Jax ever since that day swore to avenge his friend's death. He never tasted happiness or love anymore ( so he is basically sorta emotionless XD ).

Hope you will accept this character

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Cor-Tana (Wassap Guild Master!!!)

Name: Cortana

Gender: Female

Personality: Hot

Armor/Weapons: Fang of Vog, Vog cub coat(with volcanic dragon wings), Spiral tailed helm, Dragon scale shield

OPTIONAL: Stranded in space.

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Observantsecond

Am i late? Well,since my Character is 3*,i dont think this will apply :L.
Name: Newobservant

Gender: Male

Gear: Solid Cobalt Armour with a Tempered Calibur.

Personality: Likes killing monsters,saying that that's his "job" as a spiral knight,prepare's for anything and is really bloody helpfull.

Background: Starting as an rookie,making his way to 3* items,Newobservant is a really fun and happy knight once he has the time.

Hope you wont hurr durr and not accept this character.

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Ok well maybe not all of these are going to be highly considered (I'll let you figure out which ones im talking about, it's pretty obvious), but i promised i would consider character apps, and to keep things nice and...er sorta simple, this is the full list...not very big lolol (doesn't count the characters already put in).

Ok guys! Cya!

-Varsian

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uhh

Name: Seattle

Gear: Dusker Coat,Solid Cobalt Helm,Nightblade and a Antigua

Gender: Female

Personality: Helpful,Annoying,Generous,and sometimes Jealous.

Background: Well,she firstly crash-landed on Cradle,with a partner called Newobservant,and she was like glue. She could'nt take him away from his eyes,even though Newobservant said countlesss times that she needs some rest and hang out with some other friends. She still didnt listen to him,and Newobservant was atleast having someone to HELP him.

Anything you want to add (no super powers, or something like, he is trying to avenge his family): She can die,she likes the Clockworks alot,she does'nt like math and she agree's that Gremlin Weaponary Inc. is a bad company.

-edit- Oh,BTW,Varisan,Pro-Tip: Add some music by putting a link that suit's the location best in this fanfic. This is a pro-tip that you can use for free and you can publish it at the Internets,and Youtubez.

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om nom nom

Well, nice to see you back and writing. If yer gonna use my character, might as well post some equiptment updates. :/

Armor: Wyvern Scale Helm, Silvermail, Brute Jelly Shield.

Weapons: Jalovec/Khorovod combo, Radiant Sun Shards.

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creepy bump!

ok....so...its been a few months since I actually sat down and started writing this thing...and I'm going to be completely honest.......I have not written anything. Yeah, so the thing is, Artini's story has actually been completely mapped out in my head, along with future plans after that (spoilers :O), but i just havnt actually sat down and powered through this thing. idk if its the lack of support or the fact that i really can't be bothered. All in all, I really hope I can finish this story, because I still have a few twists and turns I really want to put down in text. Oh well...

This is Varsian, writer of Artini's stories...not knowing what the hell i'm gonna do.

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Musings of a Tinker (Chapter 1 part 2)

When you think of life, what do you see? Do you think life is something that should not be altered? Do you think it is something that is sacred, and should be left to play its course? I don't, and heres why. When you have a sword, whats stopping you from making it sharper? When you have a gun, whats stopping you from putting more power in it? When you have a shield, why can't you strengthen the material and make it take more blows? Why is it that whenever we see something that could be the best it could possibly be, we stop?

Give me a leviathan blade, and I will say, "come back in a few days, and I will make you love this blade even more." Give me a callahan, and I will respond, "Whats stopping this from firing two bullets at the same time?" Now, tell me that knights are dying, and that getting off this forsaken rock will be harder then anyone has imagined, and I will say, "Why?" Of course there is the obvious response of: well we just are not strong enough. Hmmm, maybe, but what can we do about it? Better armor, no, machines of war, not in the clockworks, then what? I'll tell you my friend, augmentation.

Knights are not strong enough, fast enough, or even, smart enough? Not for much longer. This is the genesis of something wonderful. Something so powerful, that it may finally get us off this rock we ironically call Cradle. Are you ready to leave my friend? I am, and nothing will stand in my way of going home....

- To be Continued -

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Chapter 1 Part 3

Yeah, maybe this thread is dead, but Genesis has been in my head ever since I started this thing. I owe it to the treasure vault to finish it. The story is in my head, its just a matter of time before I get it on paper...i mean...on digital text in a forum. Hope you guys enjoy! PLEASE give me some feedback, i love all of your suggestions. So without further ado here is the final part of Chapter 1....

Jax leaned against one of the alchemy machines in the arcade. He was only midway through his shift, and he was already starting to get bored. Jax took the time to take another long look out at the clockworks. The clunking of gears, the flashing of lights, he had grown accustomed to it all. There had always been a grudging love for the clockworks within his heart. No matter what happened he could always count on the clockworks still being there, just waiting for him to dive in for another challenge…albeit a life threatening one that was a terrifying hell run, but nonetheless, something he could always count on being there.

As Jax was deep within his own thoughts, his friend, and partner, Evo walked up to him. He was a knight with a more lean build then Jax, who had sort of bulked out to fit his armor. Evo wore a wolver coat and helm, and had his Khorovod strapped to his back. “Hey Jax! After this shift, you ready for me to kick your butt at Blast Network again?”

Jax smiled to himself, “If I remember correctly you won our last game by sheer luck.”

“Hell, its never luck when I’m playing!” Evo shot back laughing, “You just can’t admit that I know bombs better then you do.”

Jax chuckled to himself, if there was another thing he could rely on besides the Clockworks; it was Evo’s constant knack for making things much happier. “Maybe so,” He said, “maybe so…”

Just then, a sudden cold wind blew through the Arcade, Jax drew in his Almirian armor for warmth. “Brrrrrr! I hate it when that happens!” Evo exclaimed. “Heh, cold wind, bad omen.”

Jax laughed, “Hah, what are the odds…”

“That reminds me, remember that knight I told you about? Gunslinger…can’t remember his name.”

“Mkelican?” Jax asked.

“Yeah! Him! Did you know he’s being held?”

“What for?”

“Don't know for sure, but I over heard someone say that he flipped out and put a gun to an officer’s head. So the patrol at the time threw him in a cell,” Evo explained.

“Well that's…interesting,” Jax said.

“Doesn't stop there, remember that OTHER knight I told you about?” Evo asked.

“Oh come on, you don't mean that amnesiac who duel wields, didn’t he like, die?” Jax demanded.

“We don't know if he died or not, but Mkelican was his brother,” Evo explained.

A crazy gunslinger and an amnesiac, Jax pondered, I guess I’m not surprised that they’re related. Jax remembered when Evo came up to him when he had first heard about this knight. He uses two swords, he had said, and doesn’t remember anything! Jax more or less tuned out after that, Evo always had a weird internal library full of crazy stories. I wish you were here Elena, Jax thought to himself, things would be ten times greater with you by my side again.

“Jax,” Evo tapped him on the shoulder.

Jax sighed, “What is it this time?”

“Did you noticed that lift just went down without anyone on it?”

“Wait what? Where?”

“The Azure Serpent gate, it just…like went down.”

Well that's odd, Jax thought as he turned to the knight at the elevator console. “Hey Aere, load the history of the Azure Serpent gate for me please.”

“Uh, yeah…hmm that's odd,” Aere replied.

“When did the last person check out of that gate?”

“A week ago,” Aere shakily replied.

“…What? W-Where the hell is the elevator coming up from?” Jax demanded

“U-Uh,” Aere stammered, the back-and-forth between the two knights had attracted a crowd of various patrol members over, “A terminal in tier one.”

“Ready the defenses men!” Jax ordered, “It’s probably a knight…I hope it's a knight, but I just want to be sure.” Jax put on his helm and readied his Cold Iron Vanquisher. His patrol, a group of seven people gathered in a defensive semi-circle around the elevator.

A few minutes past, though to Jax it felt like hours. Not only was his patrol at the ready, everybody in the Arcade had stopped in their tracks to watch what was about to take place. Sweat started to bead down Jax’s forehead. It was so quiet, that the steady ambience of the clockworks now seemed like an uproar. Evo shifted unsteadily and looked around. A knight towards the end of the semi-circle shuffled his feet a little bit. The tension was so thick you could run a knife through it like butter.

Finally, Jax could hear the steady hum of the elevator, as the gears and wires slowly brought the platform up and whoever…or whatever was inside. Evo said probably what was on everyone’s mind, “Can the gremlins actually make it this far into Haven?”

“If it was gremlins, it wouldn’t be one elevator,” Jax responded.

“But we don't know if they’re even in the elevator, what if it's a bomb? What if this is a decoy, wha-“

“Evo! It’s bad enough that I have to listen to this [crappy] elevator slowly make its way up to the arcade, but honestly I think I speak for everyone here when I say that your questions wont make this much better for anyone,” Jax said slightly annoyed.

“Sorry,” Evo responded sheepishly.

With a clunk the elevator stopped in front of the group. Jax tensed, and so did pretty much everyone in the arcade; he could see a figure with a knight-like build unconscious in the corner of the lift. A recruit casually stepped forward, but Jax put his arm out to hold him back. “We don't know who it is, and I’m not taking any chances,” Jax readied his shield and said, “I’m going to have a closer look, hold your positions.”

He slowly stepped forward, unto the lift of the elevator. The platform sagged a bit taking the weight of both of the knights. “Watch yourselves guys,” Jax called, “this is one of the older lifts.”

Jax slowly kneeled down next to the figure. His armor was beaten so badly that it was almost unrecognizable, but Jax could make out the shape and material. It was an ashtail coat. The figure did not seem to have a helm, but he had a dirty hood covering his face. Jax put his hand on the knight and tentatively asked him, “Hello? It’s ok, your safe now, can you hear me?”

The knight did not move, and Jax had a nagging feeling that this knight did not make it up the elevator. Shaking the figure with a bit more force, he asked again, “Please, answer me, you’re safe now.”

The knight let out a raspy cough. Slowly, he opened his eyes and said, “D-Did I make it? Where a-am I?”

Jax smiled, and turned back to the knights behind him, “He’s alive!” Turning back to the hooded figure he asked, “I need you to work with me, can you answer a few of my questions?”

The knight slowly nodded, his eyes started to focus on Jax, as Jax asked him, “What tier squad were you?”

“Two.”

“What level did you come from?”

“Some terminal around tier 1.”

“Where is your squad?”

“Dead, I think…”

“What is your name?”

“C-cr *cough cough* Cryptus,” Cryptus responded, as he closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

- To be Continued-