((That was a beautiful first post :3))

Ka'in heard the sounds of the light tapping of feet, and turned to find a Ghostmane. Ghostmanes were rarely seen; even the Gremlins under Seerus's order had only wondered about the elite soldiers that answered directly to the leader himself. In truth, she had been under another Crimson Order regime, so the chance of finding one was nil. To see one now, it was a beholding sight. Ka'in only stared with eyes wider than the artificial sun of Cradle. It didn't matter if this one was ally or enemy, the pleasure was all hers to personally see a Stalker.

Jack Frost sneezed again, he knew that another gremlin or something furry is near this area again. He turned to see who this gremlin is, and noticed that this is no ordinary gremlin but somehow couldn't really describe for who she really might be. Still feeling hungry, Jack Frost decided to head towards the tent where the aroma of food could be smelled from here. To his surprise, nobody was there at all and many plates with delicious looking food were lined up on the counter.

His hunger got the better of him, he scarfed down the foods in an instance without caring what enters his mouth. He was shocked that he ate too much that there is just few plates of food left. He felt guilty yet happy at the same time, Jack Frost slowly tiptoed outside the tent to avoid other from noticing him, he wiped his dirty mouth (( no pun intended >_> )) with his scarf he used many times, leaving a stained orange blob on his scarf.

"Hey..." Jack Frost waved his hand at the rest of the group while trying to balance his heavy body, he quickly turned the scarf to his back to hide the stain. He was surprised when he stood in front of the new gremlin, he felt that his strength and skill won't ever match the gremlin's. Is this what admiration means? Jack Frost thought to himself, despite the fact that he hated gremlins, he couldn't resist but to ask for the gremlin's name.

"M-my name is Jack Frost... And yours?"

((This is alright right? That Jack Frost goes to the kitchen, hogged some of the food to himself and tried to hide it away, hoping nobody will find out.... Maybe... ))

((I can do a bit of art, but not so good :< ))

I looked around and saw a kat standing near some thread and went over to her. slowly. when i was close enough, I noticed that this was a mewkat, the only type of ghosts I'm okay with ((related to the not-yet-explained candlestick keep back story)). I then walked up to her and asked "um, can you make me a new bag? or at least fix this one." I showed her my ripped up bag.
((do I control her, or do you, Ebil-Bunny?))

Since he's a pretty good gunslinger and can neutralize menders using his breath attack. He decides to sign in to join team 2. Broal saw a ghostmane stalker. His reaction is,"Wow, a trained gremlin assassin with a cape and rarely seen. Unless some mad bomber decides to place bombs everywhere and the gremlin is revealed."

Instead of wasting his time, he prepared himself with a Callahan, and a Biohazard.

Jack Frost reached towards the table, he was relieved to at least see one of his kind, he filled in the paper and handed it to the Devilite. "I'll join team 2." he paused and looked at Colin who also joined team 2, "I'll only join team 2 if Colin is in it." Jack Frost grinned and snatched the coffee from the Pit Boss' hand and chugged it down his mouth to clear his still full throat.

Jack Frost couldn't understand the words he had said, was it respect? or is it a start of what people call 'bonds' ? He would like to understand what this feeling he had with Colin, perhaps he will be his first 'friend', or so what people call others who they know. For now, Jack Frost can only wait to see what will happen.

((No, its Pit Boss Devilites.))

"I'm sorry," She said " I cannot Fix this on. I can make you another on though, it will be ready early in the mourning." Than Takun told us that we we're to be ready at 600. "I'll be able to get it at five, so wake up early." she finished. After that, I went around looking for a possible place to sleep. I found a nice comfy area near where I had fallen into this place. I took my ripped up bag and hung it on a little ledge as a reminder of this day. I then took the food I had, got a quick bite and went to sleep. "Early to bed, Early to rise." I thought as I drifted off. I was very tired, I hadn't gotten a good nights rest ever since the night before the wolver attack.

((This is in response to posts 205 and 206))
Kaleth smiled at the fuzzy Layoafer and said politely, "My name is Kaleth Nigato. Nice to meet you, Jack." Kaleth, being taller than the Devilite, looked over his shoulder and saw a strange orange blob on his otherwise clean scarf. Pondering what it was, she was interrupted when the Stranger told her about the planned attack on Emberlight. She too, had heard of these plans, but dismissed them as no more than demented jokes. Her coworkers had, after all, had stolen her cloak before she got out of the shower, munched on her Jelly supplies (which they dearly regretted after she found out), and even lied to her about Seerus being suddenly assassinated in his Arsenal by Knights- all in one day. Naturally, Kaleth would think of the rumors as more malicious jokes, but they apparently were true. Great, she thought. My adoptive father is a parent-killer and will quite possibly become a mass-murderer. Kaleth shook these thoughts out of her head as she walked over to the line for team 2. She was a Ghostmane, after all. Action and battle was in her blood. Smiling, Kaleth wondered how shocked her fellow Ghostmanes would be when they found her on the battlefield.

((And now, for a regular post))
After a few minutes in line, Kaleth unzipped her blue backpack and popped open another can of Mountain Jelly ((pun on Mountain Dew)). She guzzled the entire drink in less than 3 seconds, then absntmindedly set to work, making origami out of the metal can. She was a Gremlin, and all Gremlins LOVED metal. After making a sufficient metal crane, Kaleth placed the creation into the backpack and sealed it once more. Later, she overheard the Phantom begging, almost crying for the Stranger to move this "Broal" off of his squadron. She snickered, but then heard the Stranger's voice; surprisingly loud for his kind. He said something about being ready at 6:00. Kaleth scoffed at this. Ghostmanes did not wake up so late. They slept early and rose early, waking up at 3:00, at the latest. This was because they had shifts. Ghostmanes usually slept all day, but there was always some awake. About a fourth of the 'Manes would always stand guard, always alert and watching over their bretheren in case an attack was launched or some other dire event occured and they needed to be awoken quickly. Kaleth quickly signed up for Team 2 and decided that she had had enough rest over the years, even given the three weeks she'd been on the run from the Order. So she decided to get some practice in.
Later that night, Kaleth awoke and crept out of the makeshift hammock she had made (she was fond of hammocks). Unzipping her pack once more, she withdrew an ancient scabbard. According to Seerus, when the ancient kingdom of Almire fell, one of its greatest warriors singlehandedly took on the enemy. He was the greatest swordsman in the land and his skills were second to none, but he was done in by an Almirian traitor. The swordsman was honorable and had fought to the end for his country and what he believed in; he was the sort of person Kaleth admired. And this scabbard, this case, had once held his sword, the sharpest and most powerful sword since the Divine Avenger came into existence. Now it held Kaleth's first and favorite blade, a pure black katana with an equally dark handle and a golden hilt. This sword, this weapon had always felt at home in Kaleth's hands. And she intended to use them during the upcoming battle at Emberlight.
After hours of practicing her kata (japanese for sword techniques), Kaleth finally resheathed her weapon. Suddenly she heard a rustle in the bushes and drew the blade once more. Walking with the leather tread of a hunter, she stalked towards the bush and sliced her sword at whatever was behind it. Immediately, a shadow popped out. It was Hidashi ((one of the Ghostmanes)). Grinning at her, the Ghostmane took his hood off and said, "How long did it take for you to figure that out?" Kaleth looked at him askance, and Hidashi continued, "You seriously didn't know? There's no attack taking place at Emberlight! Those rumors you heard were false! In fact, there's actually a huge party going on over there, and once all the Gremlins are either drunk or in bed, Seerus told us to bring every single one of them back to his base."
Kaleth raised her eyebrows, and Hidashi sighed. "Look here, Kaleth. Once we've retrieved all the REAL inhabitants of Emberlight, the Ghostmanes are supposed to pose as the citizens. There will be no real inhabitants there. Just us." Kaleth said, "So what? What's to fear about you or Katniss acting drunk? I think that you did a good impression of it, or did you ACTUALLY steal Seerus' wine all those years ago?"
Irritated, Hidashi swore in his dialect of Gremlin. He turned back to Kaleth, a ruthless fire no in his eyes. "Stop messing around, Kaleth. I just thought i should tell you you're going to be ambushed. Your precious Renegades are walking into a trap."

((Oh dear, was that bad? I think it was bad. D: plz dont kill me!))

Jack Frost was already ready to rest, but thoughts clouded his mind. For the first time he actually thought of the people he had met, he wondered if things will change from now on. And perhaps he might find himself relying on one another in the battlefield or even get become friends with a gremlin. Jack Frost got out of his cot and stared outside the tent, there are still many around who haven't gone to sleep yet. His mind suddenly thought of Colin, he wanted to apologize to him for being rough to him at the first encounter. Jack Frost slowly walked out of the tent leaving his still stained scarf and glasses on the table right next to his cot.

"Colin? Are....you there?" Jack Frost shouted to every direction, hoping to find the Ice Slime.

Feeling rather glad for being assigned into Team 2, Colin tucked itself into a great bundle of grass (which it built after a bountiful of failed attempts, being a creature without limbs) and rested itself. It was really fortunate that the place has a cycle from day to night, and back to day again. Colin wondered how this perfectly natural phenomenon could exist in such an artificial world of metal and machinery.

As the jelly cube started to doze off, it heard someone calling far away from the tent site. Colin realised it was Frosty calling out its name. The jelly cube wobbled forward sleepily to the tents, and then it fell silent again. Doubt crept up on Colin, and it wondered if it wasn't dreaming up the voice. After searching for a moment, Colin finally found the dark figure of a Devilite standing in front of a pitched tent. The jelly cube went to its side and tapped its hand softly with its gelatinous corner.

Instead of going to sleep, Soul took a seat next to the same tree he and Opae had sat next to earlier. All the night did was make the area seem more like home. He noticed Colin and Frosty talking for a bit. It ended with Frosty rushing away from the scene into his tent. The rainbow-eyed phantom could see a gremlin swinging its sword, practicing for the day ahead. But this wasn't Ka'in. He assumed Takun knew about this new addition and ignored it.

Suddenly, Soul heard a high-pitched scream ring across the Treasure Vault. At first he thought it was a phantom, as some phantoms he knew came to Treasure Vaults some nights to get away from the zombies. But when he listened closely, he could tell it wasn't a phantom's scream. Soul jumped to his feet and brandished his Gran Faust.

"This will show 'em I deserve to be in the front line!" he cackled.

He heard the scream again and ran over to the gremlin that had been practicing with its sword.

"Hi I'm Soul," he said. "Now let's go save who ever is crying over there."

Soul got into a fighting stance, wielding his sword so he could parry or attack at anytime.

Thor noticed the long lines for Teams 2 and 3, but almost nobody wanted to defend the Vault. Wondering what would happen if no-one stayed to protect the base, he moved over to Takun and asked if he could be transferred to Team 1. As he waited for a reply, the lumber heard a scream ring out across the clearing. His motor raced as he saw Renegades streaming towards the sound, and hoped everyone would be okay.

Soul saw the army of Ghostmanes and rubbed his Gran Faust.

"Listen buddy, you're in for a tough night, but we'll get through it," he said to the cursed sword.

Then Soul realized some of the Renegades were still asleep. He decided to do what phantoms did best. Soul jumped onto a rock nearby and let out the most high-pitched and most ear-piercing screech that he had ever screamed. A good amount of Ghostmanes held their ears to block out some of the sound. Soul turned towards the tents, and saw some creatures were stirring.

He looked back towards the Ghostmanes and ultimately, Seerus. Soul thought of the gremlin scientists and how his eyes had been stained and his vision impaired. He looked at a Ghostmane standing at the front line and glared. He slid his arm against his neck symbolizing that he would cut the gremlin's head off.

"Let's get this over with!" Soul yelled. "For the Renegades!"

((Im actually making a pic of Soul atm, just putting it aside while I work on my troikas for Tdlob.))

((Seerus hasnt played much of a part yet so would it be too much to just cut him from our posts?))

((I meant go back and edit him out of our previous posts but I think what you're saying is fine.))

Here's an art of Frosty

((The first thing you should quickly notice is that I used a camera to take this picture, since I have no pad thingy nor either a scanner. And also, I can't really tell the difference between this Layoafer and an ordinary Devilite ._. ))

((And before you ask, yes, Frosty's comm is just like a headphones. I don't know why but I have some weird interest in drawing headphones ._. Also I can't draw weapons, I suck at those...))

((So should seerus just leave the battle or should we just start over from the place where kaleth heard the scream or what?))

Pyro Jack

Sitting alone in front of the forge, Pyro Jack felt pain inside his heart again. He hugged his fireburst brandish tightly as if it will dispel his sadness and loneliness, he looked at the small world of inferno he had lighted on the forge and saw nothing but the same past he had felt. The past of a burning tragedy.

It was the same night as usual, Pyro Jack watched as the snow slowly fall to the ground from inside his room. It was winterfest in the dark city and Pyro Jack could see many happy Devilites rushing outside the office to celebrate this once in a year holiday where the office will be closed until next month. Pyro Jack turned around to see a blue Devilite who was reading a cookbook he had found from the kitchen.

"Frosty, what you reading?" Pyro Jack jumped down from the window to approach his brother. his brother turned to him for a second and resumed his research, he covered his ear with a brand new headphone he got for winterfest this year. "Duuuude, are you deaf? C'mon answer me!" Pyro Jack groaned as he shook his brother's shoulder violently, which was countered by a powerful fist on his cheek.

Jack Frost and Pyro Jack had never got along well together as they are both two different kinds, like Ice and Fire. Jack Frost would tend to keep quiet and enjoy every second of solitude, while twin brother, Pyro Jack would prefer being with many people and doing rough activities. Their parents worked at the office night and day, having no time to take care of their children at all. The twins also had another older brother who they never know as he ran away from home when they were still young.

"You are a big, big, big jerk!" Pyro Jack poked his tongue out his brother who ignored his every action. He groaned and walked away from the living room and checked the kitchen for any snack he could eat to kill time. "Forbidden fruit....Wolver meat..." Pyro Jack hummed as he checked the fridge, he quickly closed it as he heard the doorbell. His mom and dad are home.

"Daddy! Mummy!" Pyro Jack smiled as he hugged his parents who looked as happy as he is, "Are you going to have the rest of the day off?"

His father nodded and sat on the couch while stretching his arms. "Yes sport, We will have the weekend off!" his mother smiled as she took out a chocolate cake from the fridge, Jack Frost quickly rushed towards the cake and grabbed a slice of it and returned back to reading. "You're... Not lying are you?" Pyro Jack turned to his father, "Of course not, tell ya what, we will go on a vacation to make up for the times we can't be with you two!" his father smiled. Pyro Jack was filled with happiness, finally being able to spend times with his parents who usually spend their time at the office, while his brother Jack Frost had other plans on his mind. Jack Frost groaned and walked outside of the house, he couldn't stand being in a room even with little people in it. "Honey.... Frosty is going out again..." his mother sighed as she sat next to Pyro Jack, "It's okay, he want to have fun so why not let him?" his father laugh, his smile quickly broke into horror as room turned red.

Pyro Jack screamed as fire engulfed the house, he turned to his mother who quickly shielded her body at Pyro Jack, protecting him from the fire. Even though he is a Firebrander he hasn't yet developed the immunity of heat and flame. "Run! Pyro, hurry and go to your room! And try to shout for help!" his father commanded at him as he evaded the spitting flames, without wasting time Pyro Jack rushed to his room. He tried to open the window but it was somehow locked, looking for anything to open it he founded his father's prized possession, a fireburst brandish.

He grabbed the sword and rushed towards the window, only to be blocked by the spreading fire. "Mum! Dad!" Pyro Jack cried as he backed away to the corner of his room, he hugged the blade tightly even though it is injuring him. The only thing he can do is now wait until the fire had reached to him.

Later that night, many Devilites crowded around the burnt house and grieved for the life's taken down with it. Jack Frost feeling annoyed of the crowd, he pushed them away and fell to the ground in shock as he saw the remains of his home. In the debris a red Devilite who was holding a fireburst brandish popped out of the ash, he was bewildered of his surrounding and searched for his parents who's date is unknown. Seeing the red Devilite, Jack Frost rushed towards him and knocked him the ground, "It was you... It was you who killed our parents!" he screamed as he landed another fist on the face of Pyro Jack. The red Devilite then pushed his brother and ran away, far far away until he couldn't be seen anymore. That was when the gremlins found him and forced him to work in a mass production factory building millions of gun puppy models, those years were terrible and suffering as he was tortured by the gremlins. That was when his grudge towards the gremlins grew, slowly and slowly.

Pyro Jack went back to reality as a gremlin guard knocked him to the floor, "Get back to work you lazy Firebrander!" he pulled Pyro Jack up and pushed him to the back of a line heading towards the working station. He had enough of this already, he wanted to get out from this wretched place.

Pyro Jack breaked into a sprint which resulted many gremlin workers to fall down to the floor, he outran the guards who were after him and escaped outside the factory. He jumped towards the elevator and pressed a random button which quickly ascended the elevator. He didn't cared to wherever this elevator is bringing him, all he ever wanted is to escape and be free.

The elevator stopped at the treasure vault.

((Herp derp, this time im sure i havent done anything wrong))

Seerus waved his hand dismissively at Soul after the Phantom had readied his weapon. "My dear Phantom, do shut up." Kaleth snickered at Seerus' nonchalance before remembering he was the enemy. Drawing her blade, she pointed at the Warmaster. "What are you doing here?" Seerus smiled a toothy grin and said, "To get you to join us again, what else? Oh and, if you dont join us, I could beat you in a fight here and now..." Snarling, Kaleth took a step towards the Crimson Order gremlin. Twirling her blade menacingly, she said, "But you're no more than a Demo who's too weak, so you hide behind your inventions. You have no real skill." Seerus laughed, producing his War Hammer and Retribution. He slammed the Hammer into the ground, creating a mini-earthquake. "That may be true, but who needs skill when you have one of MY weapons?" ((Reference to hammer spam in LD))

Kaleth scoffed at Seerus' arrogance and readied her sword. Seerus' smirk turned upside down, a scowl dpreading across his face. He spoke silently, but the wind carried his voice across the entire Treasure Vault. "If you won't join us, then maybe I'll kill you right now." Kaleth's other hand warily went to one of Hidashi's tomhawks as well, ready to unleash a flurry of strikes. Seerus said, "You're dead meat, little girl. Just. Like. Your. Parents."
"We'll see about that", Kaleth hissed, then she and the Warmaster charged at each other.

The match was over in a little over a minute. Kaleth swung her weapons at amazing speeds, but Seerus simply tilted his body and avoided every strike. He ducked under her defenses and place Retribution bombs, forcing Kaleth to leap back. The two continued this deadly dance until, finally, Seerus' hammer spoke in a mechanic voice, "Rockets ready for deployment". Smirking, Seerus fired up the enormous hammer and blasted towards Kaleth. He grinned as he examined Kaleth's horrified expression, for she was morbidly terrified of fire. The hammer slammed into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Seerus dashed behind Kaleth and flung her up into the air, then leapt up after her, readying his hammer. The echo of the hammer's systems carried over to all the monsters below, "Rocket output at 1000%. Ready for coup de grace." And with that, Seerus slammed Kaleth down into the ground.

Kaleth plummeted like a rock, (or a very fat Lumber) and landed with a huge CRASH. Seerus scowled at her then knelt next to her and whispered, "Your cause is doomed. You are too weak. And if you wont come back to the Gremlins, you're no better than one of those damned Spiralians." With that, Seerus stood up. He spit on Kaleth's face, then said, "I guess were done here. Now if you'll excuse me, I must ready my forces. I have some Emberlighters to murder." The last thing Kaleth remembered before she blacked out was Seerus walking away, the Ghostmanes behind him. And then she fainted.

((There. Done. Now its back to your storyline, Ebil. Brw, have fun at Disney.))

There was a quick battle, and that gremlin who joined earlier lost, getting servearly injured. Soul picked her up and ran to the hospital tent. Knowing I would not be able to go back to sleep, I checked in on the sewkat's progress on my bag. When I got there, I found that she had worked fast and was already done. The bag fit me well, with some nice space for placing things. I thanked her and went back to my little nook to pack up my food and than went for a walk around the place looking for rocks and other things. When my bag was full, I found a small secluded place and started to try and actually camoflage.

(( (since Kaleth is currently incapacitated, ill be adding commentary and commercials in between posts)

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Pyro Jack

Pyro Jack walked out of the elevator, he was a little startled when he felt the soft grass touching his hot burning feet for the first time. He looked around to see if anyone was there and saw something familiar, an Electreant. When he was captured and enslaved, he was forced to create many replicas of lumbers and gun puppies, thus granting him the vast knowledge of these creatures. He was afraid that this lumber is sent by the gremlins to capture him, he was afraid to go back there, but what scares him more is the punishment for running away from there.

"I won't run..." Pyro Jack grunted as he brandished his blade, pointing the fiery edge of it towards the lumber. "This time.... I have been running for too long..." he paused and stared at the Electreant who already readied his hammer. "I won't run at all!" He rushed towards the Electreant, he was ready to deliver a fatal blow but was parried by another blade, a blade of darkness.

"Huh?!" Pyro Jack gasped in shock to see a familiar Devilite, a short devilite with a pair of frosty glasses and a long yellow scarf. He knew who it is but denied it, he covered his face by lowering his stranger hat and back stepped away from the Layoafer. "Who are you?!" the Layoafer snarled and pointed his nightblade at Pyro Jack, "If you're here to attack us it would be the last thing you'll ever do."

Pyro Jack couldn't understand how the Layoafer is here, standing in front of him. He tried to bury his past but it returned back to him, the face of his brother who wanted to kill him. "I.... I'm not here to attack at all..." Pyro Jack gulped, he dropped his blade to the ground showing he had no intention to harm anyone anymore. "Lies... then why did you attack Thor?!" Jack Frost huffed, he turned to Thor behind him to check for any injuries at him.

"I am.... here to join.... uh...." Pyro Jack looked at the badge attached at the Layoafer's scarf, showing the symbol of the 'clockwork renegades', or so he heard from the gremlins in the factory. "I'm joining the Clockworks Renegade! yeah! that's it!" Pyro Jack laughed as he looked back at the Layoafer. "Are you? if you are.... you should talk to Takun, he's the person in charge around here." the Layoafer sighed in relief, he sheathed his blade back and observed the Firebrander. "You look.... very familiar.... Have we met somewhere?" the Devilite asked as he walked towards Pyro Jack, he shook his head quickly hoping that the Layoafer wouldn't find his true identity.

"My name is.... uh... Pyro! Nice to meet you Jac- I mean Layoafer!" Pyro Jack smiled awkwardly as he tried to act as if he never met him, the Devilite laughed along with Pyro Jack, "My name's Jack Frost, you could call me Frosty if you want to."

Jack Frost waved his hand and walked away from Pyro Jack who was still surprised that his brother didn't knew him at all. What surprised him more is that he acted a little different than how he used to, maybe by joining the Clockworks Renegade everything will change. He might also atone for his sins in the past by helping the knights to reach to the core, and maybe, even be strong enough to tell who he really is.

Pyro Jack quickly bowed to the Electreant who's name seems to be Thor. He rushed towards the camp while tightening his orange scarf tied on his stomach, he looked around the camp and could see a female gremlin who was injured and also few other creatures he had never met in his entire life. But for now, all he can think is to find new friends.