double post, i apologize

((Everyone seems to be ignoring Thor. He keeps asking questions, but nobody answers him.
Happy Birthday Ebil-Bunny!))

((^ Yes please.))

A lone Knight woke on a dirty mat, panting from an ephemeral nightmare. He had imagined thousands of dead bodies piled onto one another, all of them burnt into bloody ashes. Ever since he had forcibly removed himself from the medication The Order had prescribed him, his nightmares amplified into hallucinations. He knew this fear would become real if he didn't stop the Order from opening the Core, if he didn't warn the indigenous. Yet he knew that the Gremlins would be too stubborn, the Mewkats too suspicious, the Almirians too prideful to retreat. Had the other Knights gained an understanding as he had, the Order would have been suggesting for a diplomatic solution. Nay, the Order had been birthed from blood, raised by blood, and would be continued to be tempered by blood. There would be no forgiving, no forgetting. Nay again, the Order had been built to maim, obliterate, and capture. He knew there would be future settlers who would emaciate Cradle, and then turn the once-harmonious planet into another Isoria. He alone was to try and prevent such an event, and all diplomacy had been cast aside. No longer a member of the Order, the Knight had one and only one objective: neutralize his former faction. It was an impossible task, yet there was no alternative. His opinions had been drowned out by a slurry of ridicules and offenses, his ears boxed by the words of "...doing the necessary." In the same words of a writer long ago, "...a man must use the law as his weapon; the beast must be of cunning and force."

The Knight activated his HUD, now dyed red as an indicator of "unauthorized and corrupt use of the Order's equipment." The news window automatically covered his whole field of vision, revealing an article that publicized a group dubbed "The Renegades". In it, the article described the members in detail, commending the group for their effort. The Knight was speechless. If they knew the repercussions of their effort, they surely would have known to stop. He slammed his fist into the brick floor in rage, and then abruptly calmed himself. "...the fox must be cunning, so that he may see the trap..." he recited to himself, and then re-adjusted his composure. He rolled the mat and stored it into his satchel, and held his gaze towards the Orphanage of Emberlight. He had hidden in the town for only a week, and had only just gotten used to his surroundings. His upcoming battle would most likely put him in detainment, or even death. He had already conversed with Kozma and Brinks to document and archive his message, so that his word would be passed on to future Isorians. ((Remember that the Order actually originates from Isora.)) He adjusted his glasses and walked into the elevator. With some hesitation, he lightly taps the "UP" button, ready to observe the much-speculated Renegades.

((The quotes about man and beast [both fox and lion] comes from "The Prince" by Machiavelli, an Italian writer from the Renaissance.))

"My name is Broal" he answers Thor question."Also, can i beat up this layofer?" Broal asked Thor.

Averting his attention from Whatsit, Jack Frost growled and turned to the direction of the voice. "It seems that I have to put you back to the ground..." Jack Frost growled and pulled his nightblade, pointing the radiating purple edge towards the zombie who's name seems to be Broal. Jack Frost grinned and twirled his blade, "I don't even care who you are, but you're getting what you want." Jack Frost landed his blade on the ground which created few small purple-colored explosions.

"Consider a quick death as your salvation you rotting freak."

Soul

Instead of waiting for Takun's answer, Soul turned to look at the devilite.

He sneaked up next to the fiend and whispered into its ear, "Listen, we both hate that idiot zombie. What's say we team up and get rid of him?"

Soul looked towards the zombie and let out a toothy grin. He turned to look back at the devilite, or Frosty, as it had said its name was.

"Guys shut up or i blow up your head off!" Broal shouts and point his gun at Soul and Jack Frost. "Hey stranger, can you protect me from those hypocrite phantom and layofer? Please protect me from these madness!" Broal asked stranger." Oh mighty lumber, tell them that i'am joking ASAP."Broal whispers to the lumber. Instead of idling, he goes to the terminal."Wait a second, why there's a clone of Basil? There must be a spy somewhere in here. Broal suspicious about Basil."And Kozma seems have some kind message. Although it seems it has nothing to do with spying." Broal not sure about Kozma. He goes to the haven. In Haven, he saw a knight who have been knocked out by a droul. "Hey droul, i heard that you are a member of the clockworks renegade, my advice? Get a sidearm because it's too dangerous to go alone with only one gun, also a shadowsun sash will make you even more deadly! Since you don't have crowns. I will give you a shadowsun sash and a callahan." The knight advice to Broal. After wearing the new sash and gun. He returns to the renegades base.

((I know you you're whispering but he's supicious to the fiend, sees a jelly blocking them, and he saw them whispering, and kudos to those who reads this kinda awful post ))

((This will be your very last warning from me. I have been observing throughout the post, and this isn't the first time this happened. Please be nice, and obey the rules before you. If you do not feel comfortable around here, do voice out. Don't take out your anger towards the rest of the players. Honestly, you did started by insulting Infernus-Dragneel's character. You owe him an apology.))

Jack Frost sighed and sheathed his blade, he turned to Soul who was standing right next to him, "Thanks.... but no thanks, I can handle him myself..." Jack Frost tried to smile to Soul despite the fact that he never had ever did such a thing.

Jack Frost slowly walked to Colin who he knew was trying to put a stop to the fight before, "Er... Colin is it? I.... could somehow understand what you meant by before, and I admire you...somehow for that. But that zombie know what's coming to him."

"Hmph..." Jack Frost grumbled as he turned to Broal, "I won't hesitate to.... kill you... next time...."

His stomach suddenly let out an empty grumble, he hadn't eaten anything in the past few days, being caught up by office work and looking to join the Clockworks Renegade he didn't have any time to eat. Devilites usually just ate something simple like cereal and toast that will be compact and handy around offices, but Jack Frost has taken the liking of eating 'real' foods. Jack Frost was able to cook up delicious foods but with the lack of ingredients it would be impossible.

Jack Frost quickly hid his face in embarrassment with his scarf, "D-d-does anyone have anything to eat?" his stomach let out another grumble of hunger for food, "W-well....I am very....hungry..." he spoke in embarrassment.

((Yeah, it's okay :) ))

"Hey stranger, can you give me some food? Because i'am hungry !" He asked Takun. "Oh, i almost forgot your question! Droul means poisonous zombie and brains are tasty and health." He answer the almost forgotten question.

K thnx for the advice, ill edits it.

Btw, since in most stories, a character progressively gets stronger, can the edited Nightblade turn into the edited Acheron (Thanatos) once the characters' strengths begin to improve? (Ill still leave the cloak as only speed and dmg, but i'll just start it as medium bonus for the first version, which she would have when she escapes, high bonus for the 4* version, i guess itll get upgraded once she learns to craft, and very high for the 5* form.

Oh, and if you didnt spot the weaknesses, ill point em out for you, along with some new ones:
Kaleth is still weak to shadow, slightly more so than most gremlins, (which the cape helps a bit with) she is extremely frightened by fire although she is resistent to it, and he paws are very weak since they were scorched by Seerus' hammer (hence the fear of flames).
I also came up with a few extra weaknesses, these times for the weapons: 1. Thanatos (the five star one) will be very effective against jellies and Gremlins, but is extremely nerfed against shadow-resistent enemies, only having the attack power of a Tempered Calibur. When against shadow-res monsters, the four star will only be as strong as a regular cali, and the three star would be rendered about as useful as a proto gun against vanaduke. For the armor, it has a slight weakness to stun, in addition to the no added defense (except for a very slight amount of shadow def). Her shield, the one in the Lionheart line (which would also progress accordingly with the other gear) has no weaknesses, but no added defenses, since its just an average shield.

I also came up with one slight armor change: instead of attack speed increase (at 5star) should it be melee dmg increase med and melee speed increase med? Curious about which is better.

((Argh let's get a mission or something, Soul can't work in the same room as the Drool. ))

The Clockwork Renegades had hardly even get a nice little chat, and then there is an emergency meeting. Colin started to think that everything was happen too quickly, such that the members would not get the chance to build a solid teamwork spirit. Colin might be thinking too much, or the jelly cube is simply feeling uneasy under the warm sky.

Colin tagged along as the Layoafer tracked across the grassy plains, mumbling something about crowd control. Will they ever make good friends? Colin wondered. He started daydreaming about chilling out together with Frosty, literally. Colin imagined a snowball fight, then making snow angels all over the frosted ground.

Before the jelly cube could conjure up a vision of a winter wonderland, it felt itself touching a cold metal plating amidst the greenery; it was the elevator. Where it will lead to next, Colin will have to wait to find out.

Thor was pleased that there were to be some interesting occurrences. As he started toward the middle of the clearing, as to get a better view, he wondered what kind of happenstance would create the need for another meeting so soon after the last one. Thor almost couldn't wait to find out.

Soul sighed and trudged over to the meeting Takun had called. He scratched his face and felt his forehead. He was burning up. Soul felt sickly and hurriedly looked for some shade. A spark flew off his hand.

He yelped and shouted, "Augh!"

"Where is Colin?" he thought to himself. "He could cool me down."

Soul pulled his hood closer around his face. He tried grabbing a few leaves and placing them on his hands, but they just fell off and fluttered to the ground. He slid his arms further back into his cloak and rushed to the meeting.

Sorry, double post :<

After a bit of walking around, it seems I had gotten there in the first 15 or something like that, I didn't count. I found a seat near a tree and sat down waiting for everyone else.

Thor decided that he would like to be on Team 3. He felt a little sorry for all of the tiny gremlins that were forced out of their home just because of the selfish wishes of others. He tramped over to the Devilites, and signed up. As he was doing this, he thought about the chattybird, and wondered why it had chosen to disrupt the meeting. After signing, Thor approached the Snipe, and asked, "Why you yelp? You needed help?"

((My first RP post... Hope i dont mess anything up. (I apologize for the length of this post)
Btw, art. I'm Kaiju.... :3))

Kaleth sprinted through the dense underbrush, trying to evade her attackers. It had been three weeks since she'd run away from the Crimson Order, and an exhausting three weeks at that. She had had to stop multiple times in multiple hostile places, (including the Snarbolax's lair, a fire-based arena, and worst of all -which is saying something, considering her fear of fire- a room in Moorcraft Manor itself) yet she was still stooped from exhaustion while her assailants were as vicious as ever. Kaleth had been with the Ghostmanes for years, yet she couldn't figure out how they were so energized. Most likely some serum that Seerus cooked up, she thought. As she pondered this, she absentmindedly caught a throwing knife in the air and examined it quickly. It was larger and soaked in more poison, but the black eye engraved in the blade of the knife identified it as belonging to one of her ex-allies, a Stalker named Rauloz. Reaching out with her senses, she found a target and flung the knife at it. The squeal was too high to be that of any Ghostmane... Except for the newest -and the nicest- recruit, a boy named Niel. Sorry kiddo, was all the girl had to say for her fallen pal. She shook her head and kept running.

Kaleth continued dashing through the brush, trying to hide in the darkest branches and leaves. Somehow, she knew the other Ghostmanes would still find her there. She knew them and they knew her far too well from their experiences together. Kaleth silently laughed at this irony, this ability for both of them to anticipate each other's every move, and was punished for her ignorance when two tomahawk blades whizzed past her. As she ran past them, she ripped them out of the ground and hastily placed them in a black backpack she had gotten at Moorcraft (courtesy of the "What dark ritual?" Kat). No one, not even Seerus himself, could have enough weapons to be safe in these depths. Kaleth saw a bright light and started rushing towards it. She soon she burst into a clearing, where she spotted an elevator about 100 meters away. Half a second later, the other Ghostmanes emerged from the blackness of the forest. There were five of them, all part of Ghostmane squadron 9, otherwise known as the Red Claws.Traditionally, a Gremlin squad was composed of six members, but Kaleth remembered with a start that she had just killed Niel. She'd just killed another Gremlin. Shaking her head, she diverted her attention to the members of the squad.

There was the knife specialist Rauloz, the archer Katniss (hey, she didn't pick her name), the Polaris addict Gino, Deconstructor enthusiast Dino (Gino's twin), and the silent Hidashi, the melee expert of the team and an old sparring partner of Kaleth's. He wielded two twin tomahawks, but he only had one now as a result of hurling one at Kaleth. Kaleth knew all of these Ghostmanes' weaknesses, but they also knew hers. They knew her paws were weak, that she was morbidly afraid of fire. It would seem that neither side had an advantage. Except for the fact that Kaleth was outnumbered five to one. So she did the natural thing. She ran for her Core-damned life. She sped over to the elevator, sprinting as fast as her legs would allow, and then some (thanks to the speed enhancing of her cloak). Halfway to the elevator, she felt a stabbing pain in her leg: she had just taken an arrow to the knee. Kaleth flinched, but she was a Ghostmane. Pain did not faze her as much as it would a Mender or a Demo, but it still sent a searing feeling through her whole body. She slammed into the elevator and dug through her backpack, desperately trying to find the jar of Crystal Energy that she had obtained (albeit somewhat bloodily) from a not-so-friendly Knight. Gremlins did not have the Energy-harvesting armor of Knights, so they had to make do with limited CE reserves. Kaleth hurriedly shoved the piece of crystal energy into the "payments here" slot of the elevator and pressed the close button. The debiliated device creaked and clanked, slowly coming to life. The gears whizzed, powered by the power of Energy. Hearing a whiz, Kaleth instinctively held her backpack up, and just in time, too. Hidashi's last tomahawk had just buried itself into her backpack. Kaleth shoved the elevator doors closed just as a volley Katniss' arrows came raining down. The elevator glowed with Energy and produced a blue forcefield around itself. Well... That's certainly knew, Kaleth thought. Slowly taking in the severity of her arrow injury, she slid to the floor and examined the wound. She broke off another chunk of Energy and used it to buy some medicine for her wound. Her eyes also wandered to a button that said "press here for Diet Mountain Jelly". Jellies were quite delicious to Kaleth, and she remembered with a chuckle how, when she was younger, she would rebel and refuse to fight for Seerus if she didn't receive at least a gallon of Jelly juice every month. Kaleth shrugged. What's a little more money spent? She inserted the energy into the slot and received a small cup and the medicine she needed. As Kaleth healed her wounds and sipped from the cup, she examined the small letter she had received from an old Crimson Order gremlin, supposedly a secret associate of the Clockworks Renegades that she hoped to find. She was told that the Renegades would be meeting at a Treasure Vault and was determined to search all of them if that was what it took to find them. Unfortunately, Kaleth had only one Vault left to investigate, and if the 'Gades weren't there, all hope of finding them was lost. Pushing this thought out of her head, she continued reading the letter and chuckled at the words, "Beware the Snipe" then deposited all of her items back into her backpack. She then proceeded to take a nap, her body finally getting well-deserved rest.
Hers was a well-deserved rest, but who said Kaleth would get to enjoy a SUFFICIENT, full rest? Indeed, after about 30 minutes, she awoke to the incessant yellings of "Crash!" and growled. Slowly gathering her belongings, she exited the elevator, spotting a group of tents and Monsters: a makeshift base. She examined the area; it was the only Treasure Vault left, so it had to be the one she was looking for.
Kaleth took a deep breath, waited for a few minutes until she saw the other Monsters walking over to some Pit Bosses, and finally walked over to meet the Clockworks Renegades.

((So how was that? Good? Bad? Despicable? Plz give me advice))
((There, fixed the OOC and time errors, im thinking that three weeks should be enough time...)

((That was a pretty good first post, but remember that you should double paren when saying something out of character. also, one plot hole, the snipe JUST joined, so the letter had to be pretty recent, but all in all very good.Edit: oh, and nice references.))

Oh btw... I'm decent (not awesome, just decent) at drawing, mayhaps i could do some arts for our characters?