Immortal Wars (Fanfic)

So, this is the sequel to my first fanfic, "Fripper's Mission," and I hope that this one will end a lot faster than the other one (The other one took like half a year!), and of course, to *ahem* attract more attention. Apps are REQUIRED for chapter 2, I don't need it for chapter one. But please, follow the form below:
Name: (Obvious)
Gender: (Obvious)
Race: (Kinda Obvious)
Bio: (The guy's/girl's story)
Rank: (Applicable to knights only)
Personality: (What he/she's like)
Arsenal: (His/her gear, please include accessories)
Death factor: (Do you want him to die? And if so, when?)
So, after that, I am starting Chapter 1, right below.
Chapter 1
Fripper's Perspective
Dead bodies. That was all he could see for miles. Bodies of beasts, remains of slimes and undead, the broken parts of constructs. However, there was still a lot of fighting raging on. The monsters were tearing each other apart. Am I dreaming?, Fripper thought.
"But of course." Fripper turned around and saw a huge, incredibly fiery wolver that radiated power.
"Vog. Am I dead?"
"You were dead, I'm afraid. But not completely. You are still needed. The prophecy-" He cut off.
"What?" Fripper asked.
"Never mind. Anyways, you're still needed, so I will put some of my energy into reviving you. They, the gremlins and your friends, have already hosted a memorial. You are believed to be dead. What that means is, you mustn't show yourself alive."
"So how do I do that?"
"Stay away from the Colony. You've been through that before, so you'll have plenty of practice. So here are your instructions. When this dream ends, you will have to dig your way out of the grave. No one will be there. However, your timing must be precise. Wait any longer, and you will have missed your chance and died from suffocation. I will not revive you again. Do you understand?"
Fripper nodded. "I have another question. What happened to Tinkinzar?"
"He was hanged. For treason." Vog replied. "Happy?"
"Very. Thank you Vog, for everything."
"Don't mention it." And with that, he was whisked out of his dream, back to the real world.

Name: Y41 (Y for short)
Gender: Genderless, although behaves as a boy
Race: Eternity Drone System: Bipedal
Bio: The Eternity Drone System is a complex and wide one, which has no known origin or purpose. It consists of hundreds of independent drones, all linked together by one massive super computer, called the Eternity Terminal. Many recon drones have been produced for various reasons, all sharing the common goal of amassing data of organisms who possess some potential to do great things on Cradle. This makes the drones something like biographers.
Each drone has a model and a code number, with the models being numbered alphabetically. This means that Z is the final version created. The Z series duplicates the Spiral Knights so well that it is difficult which to tell if they are even robots at all. (There is also a variation, the Zg, which does the same for Gremlins) Y was the previous version, and although appears much like a knight or gremlin, it fails to have many features which a living creature has.
The drones may food like a biological organism, but they do not need any food to function. The only reason for doing this is to make them appear more lifelike.
Personality: Y41, like any other drone of his series, lacks the advanced personality functionality which the Z series has. Because of this, Y41 is only capable of experiencing simple emotions, like happiness or sadness. However, when it comes to love, pride, etc., Y41 can be misunderstanding or even rude, finding these things illogical and wasteful. Y often expects too much of people because he cannot sympathize with them and, when given the opportunity, will get harsh over anything which is less than perfect.
Due to the drone creation process, every drone is given random quirks in an attempt to make it harder to pick drones out from a crowd. Y41 likes to hoard Rock Salt for no good reason, and will even get in the way of allies for the sake of getting it. He carries this stash in his "Bag of Salt," which he keeps with his other stuff. (Either on a belt or in a backpack.) When no one is looking, Y will slip away to put away the salt which he has found...someplace. However, Y always does this in secret so no one else really knows where it all goes. (This could be substituted for any other object if it is more convenient.)
Arsenal: Being all drones are designed purely for explosive combat, Y specializes in explosives. Y wears a Fused Demo Suit and Helm, which is literally fused to him, and may never take it off. Helmet has a Military Binocular Visor. Suit has a Military Bomb Bandolier.
As for weaponry, Y uses Rock Salt Bombs and Deconstructors. (If you are alright with it, eventually these could get upgraded later in the story.) Although it is weak, Y carries around a Shocking Edge for emergencies.
NOTE: I am sorry if this is supposed to be T3! If it is, make it Mercurial Demo Set (With Volcanic Bomb Bandolier), Shocking Salt Bomb, and BAB. However, if possible it would be nice to have the first loadout.
Death factor: Although not afraid of death itself, Y strives to stay alive as long as possible to capture as much data as he can, which means remaining functioning for a long time. However, if the target of which Y is gathering data from is about to go on a suicide mission, Y will join to capture as much data as possible, even if this means certain destruction for him.
In other words, it's up to you! However, this is how Y views death and will react to deathlike situations, even if his reactions seem selfish.
Aug this took a while to write...hmm may I ask, could I have a link to your previous work? I'm curious.

My previous work. I cant post a link, but you will find it on the second page. It's three pages long, and it includes a summary of this one. As for your T3 question, this will take place throughout the entire CW, from Haven to the Core. And your app is accepted. I just gotta read thru it again. I don't remeber large apps well :P.
EDIT my last one is actually on the first page.

Anyways, Eternity, you will not appear in the next chapter, in fact, no apps will appear in the next chapter unless they are knights. Poiler alert, it will take place in Haven.

Atgatg. -_-
EDIT:New chapter on a bump. Just because I felt like it.
Chapter 2
Ozlo's Perspective
Ozlo slapped down yet another report about some street riot and sighed. These sort of things were happening all over Haven now, and it was starting to become a nuisance. Finally, he did open it, and read the contents.
"Fight broke out in Haven square, five knights involved: Three Vanguards, two Champions, and one Defender Elite. One severely wounded, rest suffered light wounds. None pronounced dead yet." As he had thought, it was another fight between knights in a civilized area. He wished that they had taken their fight to Lockdown, but it was too late now. All he could do now was enforce security and make sure this kind of thing never happened again. There was a knock on the door, and he said, "Come in."
Feron appeared and saluted. "Sir, all attendants of the fight have been arrested and were interrogated. We have gathered the following details: An argument about Wolver costume sets seemed to get out of hand and-"
"That is the most absurd thing I've ever heard!" Ozlo exclaimed. "Was that really something to argue about, much less get into a fight about?"
"Nonetheless sir, this has happened, and we believe they are telling the truth. The small problem being that this fight has apparently not yet been solved. We're trying our best to keep each other away from each other." Feron sighed. "As if we haven't had enough to worry about."
"I agree with you, Feron. Arrest the next people that get into this sort of...hassle and fine them up to 5000 crowns."
"Understood, sir." That was when another shout came from the square. Ozlo sighed as he sensed another one of these stupid fights were breaking out. Feron quickly looked out the door, then turned back urgently. "Sir, that is no riot! A monster has apparently found it's way here!" He ran out the door, Ozlo hot on his trail.
They were, however, too late. Three guys dressed in full Skolver were laying on the ground and groaning in pain. Ozlo quickly knelt by one of them. "What the hell just happened?"
"There was this...humanoid shadow that came out of nowhere. Honestly sir, I didn't see it clearly." Ozlo got up again. Humanoid shadow? Was the Swarm invading Haven? If it was, they were in serious trouble.
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Fripper was buzzing at his easy victory. He dressed in a magic set that knights wore, and singled out the three Skolver clones. He cast his mind out. Okay Vog, I did what you wanted me to. What next?
"Good work. We will have to be careful about where you go next. It is very possible that one of those knights told Ozlo about you, and they could be on your trail again. For now, escape to a quiet corner in the Clockworks. Planning is still necessary for an immortal." And his voice and presence blinked away.
Fripper smiled. It was like his old life, one that he enjoyed very much. Exhilarating work, high pay, just his style of things. Even though he didn't get paid now, he didn't have to. Crowns could buy many things, but it couldn't buy his freedom back to the real world instead of that ghostly stealth world he now lived in. He rushed to an elevator, being careful to not expose himself to other knights, he went down the elevator.
And what he didn't see was Feron, who had entered the arcade and was watching him with narrowed eyes. Feron walked out and went to Ozlo's office to report.

Name: Perdix
Gender: Male
Race: Spiral Knight
Bio: Perdix was formerly a Knight Elite, a member of many Tier 2 expeditions to help catalog the Clockworks. He was very wise, but he gained knowledge for knowledge's sake, never intending to use it for selfish purposes. He was also a skilled fighter, ahead of his rank. However, shortly after the Skylark crash long ago, he was framed for a terrible crime he didn't commit, and was cast out of the knights. He now ekes out a quiet life in the most secluded corners of the Clockworks. He has been living alone for years, save for his faithful Seraphinx, Kala (female). He and Kala do anything they can to survive, living on a diet of wolvers and jellies.
Personality: Perdix has developed a very antisocial attitude after living alone for years, and doesn't like to talk about his past, getting agitated and even a little angry when questioned. He is brave and would sacrifice himself to save his friends (should he acquire any in the story). Perdix dreams of one day rejoining the ranks of his fellow knights, even though he believes it to be impossible.
Rank: Formerly Knight Elite
Arsenal: Almirian Crusader Helm and Armor with Proto Crest, Wild Hunting Blade, Umbra Driver, and a Blackened Crest.
*His blade and handgun can be downgraded in their alchemy paths if required, but his armor, helm, and shield were salvaged as they are from an undead Almirian Crusader.
Death Factor: I would prefer to have one of two outcomes for Perdix. If he dies, he should die in order to save his friends from certain destruction (preferably near the end of the story, with Kala at his side). If he lives, I would like it if his name was somehow cleared or he was pardoned in some way, rejoining the knights. Of course, as the author, it's totally up to you how Perdix ends up.
Thanks for your time! I hope you can find some way to work him into the story!

Name: Dragon (call him Drag)
Species: Knight
Gender: Male
Life stage: Child
Age: 13
Appearance: Green, Green, Small, Enchanted Hood/cloak
Biography: Used to just mine in the Red coral caves never in his life would he think he would become a knight. Age of 6 Family killed...by some weird creature jelly like....He ran for help people thought he was crazy blabbering about an alien jelly no one believed him until the next morning. 4 people dead 2 adults 2 kids Drag was a suspect police thought he might have gone crazy and killed his family. Drag went to jail held for murder he never had a nice childhood. 5 years later 11 year old Drag out of prison he had nothing no one to turn to he thought "might as well die i guess" then he bumped on someone on the way "Bandaide" was er name holding a jar of honey when she was tripped she caught the jar in time before it hit the ground. Drag got a long look at her "cute" was the only thing he could describe she wore this army helmet kind of thing pigtails sticking out Definitely Cute he said to himself she spoke "What the hell is your problem?!" Drag said "Um im sorry i wasnt looking" Band said "Well your lucky that it didnt break this is my ration for the year. Drag thought to himself "Ration that tiny jar is a Ration?!" Band said "well my name is Bandaide nice ta meet ya" Drag said "my name is Dragon..." Band said "Dragon huh hmm ill just call you drag its much nicer :)" Drag said " Drag huh yeah i can take that" from then on out Friendship blossomed from those two. Years later something happened no one knew what happened they all had to evacuate to another planet all of the pods left seperately...When it landed Drag reached the camp he searched asked everyone where Bandaide was he checked one last pod no luck then he said to himself " Hmm not her pod Dont worry bandaide i got us into this mess ill get us out...." Then it begins the end of one life begins another maybe meet people on the way Kaotikus,Princess,etc. maybe more But he cant find this feeling hes had for a while all he remembers is the name Tyraelarchangel.
Personality: Always happy,quick,mysterious,
Desired Role: Main or Minor or maybe both?
Expendability: Until he meets band again i guess not
Arsenal/Abilities: Tempered calibur , Great Defender

rank? And follow the form please. Makes stuff easier. And youre naming a lot of characters in that app, so you'll need to make seperate apps for those if you want them in.
Also at all, anyone consider making a female app, I need some romantic factor with some oldtimers of my previous story.
Anyways, good job on the Prologue.