Waiting on Edolas or Sandwich...

Its call down time. Every hero must take time to rest and be ready. Regroup and prepare. We are not heros. Just a group of men and women trying to make the world a better place and get home once again.

Thou we may lose men and women of great valor and honor. We will never for get there faces and there deeds. The places they have shown us and the things they have done for them. For in there memory we hold our blades to defend what they have done and with our shields we make sure there rest is eternal and in peace.

So Lo, on to you now I say with pride and a bit of gruff. Take your Rest now 'Heroes' for the future is not in stone and tomorrow, you might just pass away. No take your place and hone you blades for now we take our rest and brake.

Dont know how to continue without some objective presenting itself.
The only thing Gallon could do is either:

A) See the Owlite as a threat and throw a spear at its face.
B) See the Owlite as the cause of his nose-bleed and Messing with his head, throwing a spear at its face, thusly.
C) Sleep and Dream about Vanaduke & Throwing Sharp objects at flying things.

Fennel doesn't like killing things that much, to be honest. His rationale is thus:

Kill if necessary only. He has less guilt over Undead and Constructs, as they are technically nonliving. Same goes with nonsentient creatures, but he loathes killing unless he or something he wishes to defend is threatened. Thus, he's a good negotiator: not eager to fight, but is willing to if needed, and well, too. Thus, Tyvell is not likely to be killed unless Gallon attacks before Fennel can react and try to stop him. :P

Name: Aisha

Age: 65

Gender: Female

Race: Ghostmane Stalker

Loadout: Chaos Cloak, Chaos Helm (Which also acts like a shadow cloak), Darkfang shield, 5* saw blade they use
Appearance

Personality: Smart, only kind to gremlins that aren't traitors, loves to slowly stalk pray, loves using hit and run tactic, not much of a talker and when caught, just stays quiet unless tortured.

Biography: Aisha is and has always been a good stalker even when she was young. When she was old enough to join the legion, she started to use her saw blade as a hit and run tactic. She even mastered this tactic and attacked them with her cloak up. As she was growing, Warmaster Seerus saw her potential as an elite and decided to make her one.

She started to complete the tough tasks on her own without much problem. However, as she was getting much older, Seerus gave her a simple task, bring in anyone who could be a threat to the gremlins that aren't in Emberlight. She was a little annoyed with the easier task but she caught tons of threats including Metal Sonic. She is currently blending in with the gremlins in Emberlight medical center to check the situation out.

Is there anything restricting me from making an App for a Crimson Order Gremlin?
I have plans for a Gremlin "messed around" by Herex.

title says all and it's been a full day...

I can sympathize with Thin, having just had a busy day. Xe has a job, apparently

Quality over quantity.

Time to make my Antagonist Gremlin App:

Name: Ricochette

Age: N/A, But was Re-created by Herex 2 Years ago

Gender: Male

Race: Gremlin Knocker, but the size of a Thwacker.

Equipment: Belt with Flash-Bombs/Grendades. 2 Black-Hawkes. Seeker Goggles (One Lens Vibration Tracker, One Lens Heat Seeking), Combat Knife.

Apperance: Red Fur with a Purple Tinge, Static Green Mohawk with rings pierced into each spike. 2 Elongated Fangs on the lower Jaw. Conected wires visible coming out of his head around the back. Sleeveless white Shirt, with Dark Grey Waistcoat. Symbol of the Crimson Order is etched into the back. Robotic Spine is visible from the exterior. Baggy Black Leggings. Bare feet.

Personality: Insane. Introduces his present by mad laughing. Relishes Adrenaline, and the thrill of a Hunt over anything else. Bears no concern for personal safety, even if it would result in his own death. Is loyal to The Crimson Order, but really just follows Herex. Wirings and Cybernetics in his head cause him immense pain every so often, making him lash out at anything in a panic, Friend and/or Foe. Adores to use his 2 Guns over other combat. Pushes himself to the maximum to make the best use of his weapons. Is incredibly acrobatic and Flexible, rivalling the speed of a Ghostmane despite his larger frame. This is due to a Mechanically enhanced Spine. This would be his weakpoint if anyone could manage to get behind him.

Bio: The Alarms rang through-out the factory, as a certain Knocker had gotten himself trapped in the Tesla Reactor. The shocked on-lookers could only watch in horror as the poor Gremlin was electrocuted to his untimely demise. The facility was cleared and put into lockdown. This warning didnt deter a certain Scientist to take ahold of a new Subject. As the clean-up crews entered the factory, the body of the recently demised Gremlin could not be found. Whoever the soul was, it was under Herex's jurisdiction now.

Lights were eminating from Herex's laboratory as he began to bring life back to the Knocker. Instead of calling in the aid of Menders, who used the Power of the Core to revive allies, this crazy scientist believed that Science could be the sole reason for revival. And if he could prove that, then they could be independant from the Core's energy, and expand themselves across the universe. The mad Gremlin was injecting the corpse with all matter of chemicals and fluids, not gaining any response. He took it upon himself to force a response soon after, beginning work on enhancing the Knocker with Cybernetic components.

Much time passed, before the Robotics stopped flickering and sparking in and around the Patient's head. Herex laughed to himself every so often it spurts, as the Ex-Gremlin's spark of life flickered back into reality. Its head twitched every so often, and it kept shrugging involuntarily, but it was alive. And Herex was ecstatic. He addressed the creation of his, who reacted to his voice instantly.

"You, Creation. Your life from before ended in the factory. From this point forward, you are my pride and proof that we dont need to rely on the Core. I shall call you Ricochet...No Ricochette. Sounds more elequant and graceful. More deadly. And details the weapons you will be using". Herex handed Ricochette 2 Guns, of Shadowy Design. The newly brought-back Gremlin took them both in hand, and began to feel the guns' weights and shape. Herex continued as his bemused creation did so. "Those are 2 Fast-Firing Guns of a Shadow Element. Perfect for certain 'Tasks' I will soon give you. To aid you further is a Robotic spine for greater movement and reflex, and an enhanced brain to keep up with the tempo of the battlefield without the countless years of training". Herex held up a rough disc in his hand and blew off the dust. "These are Training modules given to Mecha-Knights. They should aid you if we give you the Ranged selection". Herex chuckled to himself, as he hooked up an array of archaic looking machines into the head of the vacant Creation. More lights blurred from the windows, as Herex's inductions toward his creation were well underway.

Several Months had passed since Ricochette's creation, and other Scientists were getting weary of herex's Experiments. The current Knocker that a certain inventor had sent to recover some of Herex's blueprints had entered the lair of a spider waiting to strike. From the rafters of the derelict establishmet, goggles flickered into life and revealed the concerned Knocker pacing into the warehouse. The goggles flickered from Night-Vision to Sonar, as the "spider" jumped down and darted to the side. The Knocker looked in the direction of the sound, only to be met with darkness. A noise erupted to his side, he jumped and looked in the direction it had come from when he paused. A slow cackle was eminating from behind him. From outside the warehouse, a dim flash of purple could be seen, to the noise of a gunshot.

Herex's minion, hound and greatest creation were rolled into one as the Cybernetic Gremlin Ricochette. A Gremlin who had been tuned up for Battle and personal missions for Herex. Its robotics served it well, besides certain design flaws which could be quite major if discovered. But the fear that came from the laugh of his creation was almost as bad as the monster itself.

I plan on killing myself altogether now, because I'm pretty sure I'm having visions. Visions of Cypreus standing in front of me, doing nothing....

I wonder if Thin will allow Evie to be corrupted or not... Either Eva will teleport Evie out of the unknown passage to the Sanctuary or Evie will be corrupted and work with the swarm power

It came from the collector when it blew up and it fell out when Fennel picked Evie up and Tyvell started to look at it. Tyvell then rescued Evie and dropped the shadow key... There you go Thin

One does not fight 11 bosses at the same time. Kinda hard to fight with fat Vanny * 2 squishing you.

Currently, we only have Snarbolaxes confirmed to exist (rabid ones, from Ophelia's POV). Roarmulus Twins don't exist yet, there can't be 2 Vanaduke's, and they aren't even in the main story save for Gallon, and the jellies have no reason to be there.

I will bring back Gardevoir (Who will be called Gardy now) but as a helper spirit since she was cremated.

What? There's swarm invovled already?

Plus. Herston's ready to search.

Huh... who are you talking about?

Hex, I would tell you how to make subject lines go away, but I would have to kill you.

Actually, just put "0" in the subject line.

Anyways:

The jelly cube is just hilarious. Did you two plan it out? Or did you just go with it?