The Last Stand
mar, 11/05/2013 - 23:28
Hi, my name is Fireofearth, and encouraged by the stories of Vivideus(Sword: a Winter Story) and Sintag(A Knight's Tale). I decided to create my own fan fiction, modeled, not into the past of the Spiral Knights or the present, but the future. Character apps will not be controlled by the creators, but rather by the author; I've seen many ff's fall victim to people not posting.
Just like the other stories, there will be killings. Not only of your characters, but mine as well. This is a story about the Spliral Knights pushed to the very brink of destruction, matched only by the time during the Morai Wars(it seems, at least) Furthermore, it will also expand on other races; but for now, the Almirian Kingdom and the Spiral Order will be focused on more And no, they will not be enemies.
Criticisms will be taken seriously, and I would like to hear: this is my first real story that I have ever made...so....
Hope you enjoy!
P.S. For the people wanting to post character apps, here's the layout. Being detailed helps, as well.
Name:
Age:
Personality:
Favorite Weps:
Allegiance(No taking the enemies' side now! Mercenaries are accepted...)
Rank: Same as used in the game, from Apprentice to Vanguard.
Bio:
The prologue will start on the next post!
Edit: _ _ _ marks the end of a chapter.
mer, 11/06/2013 - 01:46
#2
:/
Umm, not really an intresting start. You should really spend sometime write about what happend before the story, eg how did the core open, did we blow it up or did we recieve assisstance? Did we defeat the Gremlins and their allies? I can't really give out any apps if the story doesn't have a proper back ground to it. And I think you should also consider no to write about the future, coz if an update comes and new level and new enemies are introduced, there is a likely hood of the storyline of your fanfic being torn apart.
Here is some suggestion for some topic which you can write on:
-before the spiral order's rise on the planet Isora, it was ruled by the spiral confederacy. A ruthless government structured to carry out their will with an iron fist. It is up to the sons of Isora(the predecesor of the Spiral Order), to liberate the planet from the confederacy's tyranny.
-deep beneath the clockwork, a group of recon rangers discovered a secret bio weapon lab. Herex ambushed the recon rangers with his newly made mutant Gremlins. It seems that Herex have tortured his test subjects to the point that they developed a taste for the spiral knight's flesh, it is now up to the recon rangers to put an end to Herex's mad experiment!
-Ozlo, sick due to old age, is lying lifelessly on the hospital bed. He started to recall his past, the days that he sent good men to their death, the blunder he made that cause many deaths. He now has to fight his inner demon in order to stay alive as he conquers his inner guilt, manifsted in the forms of horrandous monsters in his subconscious. Can Ozlo wake up from his nightmare or is he at the end of the road with no redeem.
-Tinkinzar unleashed a new terror on clockwork, a group of metal monstrosities called the dreadnoughts, a bipedal machine with the roamulus twins mounted on the top (look like a T rex). A group of top agents are sent by the spiral order to stop the dreadnoughts from all comming online. Time is RUNNING OUT!
mer, 11/06/2013 - 04:07
#3
GL HF Fire :D
Do you know what I dislike?
People giving comment on the damned content.
Seriously, you can comment on anything: writing style, grammar (yup I hate grammar), characterization, frequency of updates.
But no, don't question someone's originality. If he took your suggestions, how is his piece of writing original?
Btw Fire good luck in your writing! BTW it should be a colon, not a semi-colon, when you mentioned my epic fail story :3
Will post app soon :3
(P.S: Never knew the Knights were from Isora. I simply took that they're from Earth xD)
mer, 11/06/2013 - 04:48
#4
:/
Hey, this is like a food critique, he doesn't need to be a chef to judge other people's food. Damn, I hate it when people constantly whine about originality. Besides, I am just giving him a place to start, think about the plot and how to make things exciting, just trying to help people out here. And should all the artists out there get scolded because they made a cross over or something based off other people's work? What if the cross over is a good one? Is originality that important in making something, if you like someone's style, why not copy it?
Back on the topic of originality, plz define it, there is no absolute originality and every writters/artists should know that for a fact by now. And so what if the story line is not as inspired as the others? Anyway on a positive note, here is an app.
Name: Xindis
Race: sloom (the fabled sleep inflicting slime :D)
Age: unknown
Gender: feminine quality, female shaped main body. With tentacles attached to the limbs, for self defence purposes and healing.
Personality: calm for the most part, a silent observer who watches over the Spiral knights in the darkness. Produces sound through an unique appendage.
Alligence: she seems to be on the knight's side for the most part, atleast that is what she claimed to be.
Bio: Sloom's disapearance was not a conincidence, they, like many other animals, can detect the presence of the ever increasing power of the swarm. The sloom race have gathered at the early days of the arrival of the spiral knights. They bunched together and formed a colossal largo, then they took flight and travelled away from cradle in fear of the swarm infestation. But before the largo escaped the planet's atmosphere, a meteor hits the largo and a chunk of sloom breaks off and was sent back on the planet Cradle. This chunk of sloom is the priced princess of the sloom tribe, Xindis.
Ability: like anyother sloom, Xindis can inflict sleep and piercing damage to the enemies, she is resistant to piercing attack/ neutral to elemental/weak to shadow. She can transform between her normal sloom form and her human form, where she shape her body into a human female and can then communicate with the knights. She makes a good medic and scout, a great addition to your team.
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 05:47
#5
Valorainess
I like it. Your style is decent (Better than most) and your intro pulled me in. Great job.
Name: Valorai (Nicknames: Valor - Val)
Age: 32
Personality: Serious for most of the time, but not uptight or anything like that, it's more like a sad kind of seriousness. He has seen much death in his time, and there is little room for friends. He rarely cracks a smile, yet he is friendly. Just not friendly enough to be friends with you.
Favorite Weapons: The Lionhear Honor Blade. Elite knights were given these beauties back in the day. It has much emotional value to him, and should he lose it, Valorai may start falling apart at the seams. Antigua. Definitely not much of a gun compared to the modern beauties that the knights have created, but it gets the job done.
Allegiance: The Spiral Order. Always a true patriot, Valorai will give is life for the Order. Even for it's most corrupt politician. He will always stride into battle- heart full of Valor. (Hence his fake name, Valorai.)
Rank: Vanguard. Should be obvious. He's an older veteran.
Bio: Like all the other knights, Gatley, an oblivious stupid knight started to shape up. This new planet gave him a newfound strength inside. He became Valorai, stripped of all the shamefulness that was Gatley. He went on many missions for the Spirilian Order and although he missed his old planet Isora, it was not meant to be. Valorai is a man of faith, mentally and spiritually.
EDIT :And so he believed that with his newfound combat prowess, he could much better serve the knights on Cradle, battling monsters. His teammates found you could always rely on this man.
EDIT: Other: A very seasoned fighter, Valorai mostly uses swords. He's not very fast per se, but he has lots of agility in battle.
Stats: 1 = Terrible, 10 = Elite
- Strength: 7. Stronger then average, after fighting in the clocks for many years,
- Speed: 5. Average.
-Vitality: 6, Slightly above normal.
-Swordsman: 8. Main choice of weapon.
- Gunner: 2. Mostly used as backup, or convenience.
-Dexterity (Agility) 6. Can dodge fairly well.
EDIT :Do you think you could make Valorai best friends with some other person? Just one? That could be interesting, or it may not matter at all.
Obviously, if you do not like anything I have wrote her you may ignore it, or I may change something. Thank you for considering.
mer, 11/06/2013 - 17:00
#6
@Midnight-DJ
Dude, it's been only one chapter, and this is his first fanfict. Don't expect him to fill all the gaps and stuff you want to be filled, and if you're shoving into him your own ideas, just write your own work. Yes, those ideas are interesting; yes, they can help our author here BUT you're making it seem as though YOUR ideas for HIS story is better than whatever he has in mind. We don't even know what Fireofearth's gonna dish out. Don't go questioning every [scrapped] thing just quite yet man...
Also, have you seen the fanficts before some of the updates? I still think Artifice's Intentions were good, even though it didn't follow every update. Vivideus's story didn't mention much about the game itself. And yet they're both still fanficts.
So why is Fireofearth's fanfict any different and more deserving of a half-baked critique? It's only the first chapter.
mer, 11/06/2013 - 22:33
#7
Hello everybody!
My First Talk With the Readers! :D
Wow...didn't expect to get people on this thread so fast...thanks everyone!
@Midnight Dj: The closest topic you thought about was Ozlo(great, I'm handing out spoilers already XD), for he is getting old....
Don't worry about how it started, that will all be revealed in a short time. And about originality: I guess that you're right. There is no such thing nowadays. The best that you can hope for(especially because most of the stories in the Treasure Vault are fan-fics) is to make it as good, entertaining, and as different from the original topic as you can, yet still staying to the origin. And about the future: if anything happens to be different, just consider it an alternate future :P. After all...many science fiction writers wrote about things that didn't happen in the future.
@Vivideus: Hi Vivi! Thanks for the comment, and can't wait for the app.
@Valorai: Wow...I'm normally never praised..thanks. I might add the stats part to the app(that was interesting), but you have to put in why he stayed on Cradle. I did say that many left on the Skylark to seek new adventure...
@Vinnydime: Honored by your presence, and thanks for the defense: however, I did question myself and plan to revise a small part of the prologue....
@Everyone: Thanks for the criticism! This is the only the second time one of my stories has been put up...so...kind of nervous! Even then, I'm kind of eager to see how my story will turn out in the end(the main plot is made, but the details and the characters? Not so much).
NEXT CHAPTER VERY SOON! :D
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 05:48
#8
Previously Atgatg
Edited app! Tell me if I should make any more changes
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 06:57
#9
Whoops!
Yes, Valorai is
Whoops!
Yes, Valorai is accepted. Being friends with someone might seem interesting, but I'll have to wait and see.
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 07:43
#10
Vivi is so mucked up creating questions for a math competition.
Just read through the prologue and intro thoroughly again.
Great. This reminds me of GRRM's Dying of the Light . I find it a truly enjoyable novel even though its quite boring. The implications behind are deep and resounding, perfectly set on a dying, evacuated planet. Much like Wuthering Heights (the derp I am studying now) that enables particular interactions to take place.
That is a great novel. I hope your story is as well. Nice choice of settings, those kind of end-of-world (sort of?) topics always got a lot to explore. No, not the pewpew stuff, but the characters' psychology. The inevitable resolution they face, and how they struggle in desperation to blind their knowledge of that...how they reach out for something nonredeemable, something already lost in time...that would be fun to write.
Of course, it is your idea what to write. But I've seen too much average fanfics around that focuses on fighting, fighting and (b)romance. It would be refreshing if your story carries a message.
About the character app thing. I've ran into a problem.
There are a few characters that I brewed in my mind but never dared use them. Such are my most precious creations that I would not want to waste or ruin. If I apply with one of them, then the story writer could sometimes deform them; not that you, or anyone of them, are inapt, but simply that sometimes when you compress and fit a character into the story even when the background and stuff isn't totally fitting, the essence creeps away.
So I am stuck here (not being bossy, that's really what I think): should I trust you with my characters, or should I wait for later? You know, I could always create some random new character to apply but that won't be very respectful.
Anyway, can't wait for more! Good luck have fun!
~Vivinub
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 22:37
#11
@VivideusRead about the
@Vivideus
Read about the Dying of the Light...seems interesting. It's the things that happen internally that get me...so it seems you guessed slightly right.
It's fine if you develop a new character to apply to see how the story goes first, then, if you like it, you can *maybe* apply with your creation.
But I do not feel worthy enough XD.
Next Post= Next Chapter!
/hyper
Too hyper to think straight, yet not hyper enough to create bad chapters(I hope). Plenty of character development here!
Might as well fill in the character app for mine.
Name: Firer
Age: 31
Personality: He is kind and cheerful; however, death of friends near him, especially those that held him up, can result in a temporary mental breakdown. He's that loyal to his friends, will fight insanely at the side of them, and will go insanely crazy during fighting if his last true friend falls.
Despite the time he spends in battle, he houses a different side of himself, loving instrumental music, and can take a joke or so.
Favorite Weps:
When depressed=Barbarous Thorn Blade, Umbra Driver
When looking for the metaphorical Road to Dawn: Divine Avenger(which he keeps reforging, making it insanely high quality) and Nova Driver.
Allegiance: Spiral Order, but willing to help out in desperate times for multiple races.
Rank: Defender Elite(Surprising? Yes, I know.)
Bio: Participating in the First Great War at the age of 18, he kept true to his promises, and bonded within the Fires of War. Therefore, he knows how each of his friends fight, and vice versa. After this, he lead a relatively peaceful life, renting an apartment near the Haven Town Square. However, his constant training with the Recon Rangers make him a foe to be reckoned with.
On the other hand...
This hides a very fragile interior. He likes someone, but will not reveal who it is, as well as hiding a more disturbing past that nobody would ever think possible(Plenty will be revealed later). You could say that he is partly in retirement XD.
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 21:35
#12
Yo
Yo, this story is good and i feel it will be a great story and a lot of people will come to like it more and more! i wish you good luck. Also i think the story is pretty awesome.
Name: Soccernano
Age: 15
Personality: sarcastic, but in a funny way
Favorite Weps: Guns
Allegiance: Shadow Mercenaries
Rank: Vanguard
Bio: Soccernano, a knight shaped from dust from the planet Cradle..... Taught by his Creator, became a worthy knight of honor and courage and truth.
He went on his way to find his true home. He was a strike... but one of his swordsmen betrayed him in battle, and he gave up his sword because it reminded him of the knight... Trying to reach his full potential... Trying to seek his true meaning.
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 22:05
#13
Character application:
I enjoy this storyline. I literally was thinking about the possibility of something like this the other day. Anyhoo, here we go.
Name: Lank
Age: 26
Personality:
Introvert. He'll open up around a tight-knit group of those he trusts, but it's unlikely he'll speak to a stranger without good reason. He doesn't trust too easily at first, but give him a chance to warm up to you and he could leave you with his life in his hands. And you could count on him if the conditions are reversed as well.
Favorite Weps:
as a swordsman, Lank prefers to mainly use his Silent Nightblade. When needed, he will quickly switch to his Master Blaster. He uses a Grey Owlite shield. Underneath his Flak Jacket (which he has kept since his arrival on Cradle) he wears a Grey Feather Mantle. "A few layers never hurt anyone."
he often says, while wrapping his Hallow Scarf around his neck.
Allegiance:
Loosely with the Spiral Order. Lank will always take the emergency supply-deliveries, rescue operations, and intel-gathering tasks.
He isn't however, narrow-minded and completely tied.
Rank:
Vanguard. He's a little young for the rank, but that doesn't mean he hasn't earned it. Lank works harder than average, and efficiently too.
Bio:
Shortly after adjusting to Cradle and his residence in Haven, Lank started to learn the ropes. He'd always loved swords, especially the way they gleamed before striking the final blow on an enemy. He drilled regularly, repeatedly annoying the seasoned knights with requests to teach him their methods and share expertise. Lank often asked for the challenging missions, Honing himself as well as his gear against all the vast Clockworks could throw at him. Eventually, Lank climbed to the rank he is now. when the Skylark was repaired...he stayed behind. and to this day he isn't sure exactly why. Nostalgia, perhaps? Some old errand left undone? he didn't know. There was a sense of belonging about the planet. There was still work to be done, and it wasn't like him to leave a job unfinished.
jeu, 11/07/2013 - 23:55
#14
@Soccernano: I'm fine with
@Soccernano: I'm fine with the bio. Leaves me lots of room to build..however, what guns? A knight cannot walk around carrying dozens of guns :3
@Lytthe: Lank is accepted. Quite detailed...it makes me laugh inside, though, when everyone chooses Vanguard for their rank(no, no, no, don't change yours) and never anything else XD.
And with these few more applicants, let Chapter 1 begin!
Chapter 1: Mortality
Firer dreamed....
He dreamed of the wars gone by, the war that he had fought in that had consumed Cradle...
Fighting next to his teammates, his friends, his former enemies, all fighting to stop the Swarm...
The announcement of a pact with the Gremlins after King Tinkinzar had given in to the all consuming darkness..
Watching his comrades fall; one moment alive and fighting, the next, they were laying on the ground, the life sucked out of them...
He awoke, and then it was gone. Gone like the whispers of ghosts long past, and of promises long broken.
Fireofearth sighed as he looked out the window of his apartment, overlooking the auction house. He could hear the bartering of countless people, both behind and in front of the counter. He heard a bolted blade being sold for 10,000 crowns; what did people these days spend their money on? Leviathan Blades, Divine Avengers, Gran Fausts..."a rare treasure of the Spiral Order; forged from the purest Sun Steel; forged from pristine-quality Shadow Steel..." The truth was, they were all fakes. They shattered easily, and yet they sold for millions of crowns, from the poor suckers who couldn't tell a high quality sword from a proto one.
* * *
After he finished strapping on his slightly dented Valkyrian Armor, he stared at his shield, his precious Bitter End. It had survived, since he had picked it up from a fallen Recon Ranger during combat to defend himself against an attack from a Trojan...
To be continued tomorrow(No time! :3)
ven, 11/08/2013 - 22:23
#15
Character App
So you want character app?
Well, here's one for you. However, don't fit it in if you really can't.
Name: Visage, the Spirit’s Overture
Age/Gender: 19, Female.
Appearance:
A young woman of moderate. A pale complexion, almost flawless. Long, flowing hair that tumbled to her waist, a pale, crystalline cerulean with an ashen quality, interspersed with strands of turquoise. Her eyes are covered by a silken fabric, Byzantine purple in colour, with rich, asymmetrical embroideries of complex geogrphical constructions; some seem to demonstrate in them the essence of fGolden Ratio. A small nose, red lips that smile dreamily, but more elegant when playing her flute; they would curve slightly into beautiful arcs.
A slim, lithe build of moderate height, quite thin in comparison with other girls. Long, slender limbs with equally slender fingers, spindle-like; they would move like lightning when she plays her flute, nearly indistinguishable. Silver gins on each of the ten digits. Bandages wrapped round her fingers, wrist and forearm to protect her from overexerting and wearing her artistic hands.
She wears a long white dress, sleeveless. A purple shawl on her shoulders, gold-rimmed, pinned with obsidians and amethysts that hung lightly down her back. Light sandals with long straps up her legs.
Biography:
”When one knows not the concept the vision, there’s no sorrow in the beauty you’ve supposedly missed.”
Visage’s parents were overwhelmed with joy as the exulting news of their firstborn reached their eager ears. That joy, however, only lasted when they cradled her in their arms. She cried loudly, musically, the clear, shrill voice echoing through the hospital wards. But as they picked her up closer, they discovered one thing in horror: she could not see. Her eyes rolled, even blinked, but they knew the infant girl never notcied they were there. Maybe she did---through the touch and words; but never through her eyes.
A world of light and shadows, often blurred by the passing mirages. Whenever she felt the others’ pitying gazes, she would shrug in return. There was nothing she missed, nothing she longed for in those with vision. In her own way she explored the world---sound, and later on, music.
Light-hearted in nature, she soon got obssessed in the new form of perception she could achieve: the echoes, the vibrations, the faint mumble of passing zephyrs, they all interweaved with the shadows in her mind, forming a complex, breathtaking symphony. She enjoyed this, immersed in it; to her, the world was a place beautiful and interesting, though not in the others’ way.
Throughout the years her techniques improved to perfection. The flute she wielded now, a centuries old artifice from Almire, marked her accomplishment; carved from the most endurable, resounding Ironwood and crafted with specks of Sun Silver, it epitomised the glamour of the past Almirian musicians, whose music was said to shatter the greatest waves. To inherit their final relic symbolised her as the direct continuation of a noble lineage long gone and lost.
Throughout Haven and the other towns she performed, capturing hearts and souls with her music; soft in tone, yet incredibly seductive; quick in tempo, yet clear and lyrical; loud and chaotic, yet possessing an astounding quality of grandeur and truthfulness. At the tender age of nineteen, she was Haven’s most accomplished musician.
”What the others enslave with their swords and guns, the Musician did that with her fingers.” ---Firer
She could hear them. See them. Spirits, souls that rejoiced from her heavenly expressions of music. As her skills stepped into the field of flawlessness, so did her bond with the world---through sounds she could see through hearts, understanding the souls of Knights and other creatures alike; there was a new world out for her to discover, one that could never be spotted through naked, unknowing eyes.
”Visage’s fingers dance light wind, a thousand times faster than the nimblest Flourish.” ---Haven Academy of Audio Arts
There was just one thing she couldn’t understand: the music of death and destruction. Something she heard too little, and felt too little in the entirety of her life. Though the spectators praised her for the quick military processions and grand, epic symphonies, she knew explicitly that the essence wasn’t there.
But where to discover the essence? Not in Haven, not in anywhere she knew. The chance came sudden one day when she descended underground---to what the Knights called “Depths”. The Depth was shallow, sunlight passing through, a mellow glaze. There was a timid wolf---she could sense its growl, sense its haunted soul. When she reached her hand for it, it clawed her instead. A sharp streak of crimson awakened its ferocity, sending it to leap at her.
At the instance her flute transformed in a radiance of bright silver; wielding the new blade, she struck out through its heart. The ensuing wail flooded her heart with what she desired: the sound of death, the sound of silence.
Returning to the Depths once again, Visage was ready. To truly relive the music you have to first understand it. Flute and sword ready, she would explore the darkness hidden inside the planet’s earthen shrouds.
”Sight is redundant when you see directly their souls.”
Personality:
As radiant as her music, Visage is lyrical and joyful, completely unashamed of her supposed defects. Even in the most remorseful of times there remains in her a lighthearted quality of nonchalance.
A gentle, tender soul, she is kind and caring. A skilled, benign prodder of thoughts, she feels but not tempers, explores but not meddles. She possesses an inherent curiosity that empowered her to listen to the others, to pierce through their veils of self-concealment and look into their hearts. Pity she often feels for souls wretched in thoughts, entangled in desires, conflicting in emotion.
She is a firm believer of Animism---what the fools don’t know, or refuse to notice, she felt them all in the sound. Nature and artifice alike, they have souls: in the passing Snipes’ tiny wings, in the slumbering Mecha Knights’ derelict processors, in the wildest of terrains, deepest graves of the Depths.
At times she is distant with her peers. Not because she isn't friendly, but simply due to the fact that she knew much more than they do. Not to interfere with their thoughts and souls, she wishes at times to remain a spectator, a silent observer, only giving nudges and encouragements through her profound display of beauty through music. She holds complex feeling for her music: on one hand it is her life, but on the other hand, she sometimes fear it would drill too deeply into the listeners’ minds.
Delving into the darkness, she is unperturbed. Those are just sounds, and no matter how eerie and hostile they are, they are something recognisable, something understandable. The music of death does not taint her pristine soul, nor does it influence her mind; the master of sounds, she simply receives and integrates.
There isn't malice in her when she explored the sound of silence through silencing the beasts---to her, it is a regretful process, a blatant violation of lives just to satisfy her own desire. Conscience is engraved onto her delicate soul, constantly battling with the sounds in her.
She has no idea what will be the consequences of the gift from darkness. There is one thing she is certain of: fully realising the sounds of death and silence, she will be complete.
”When I still rejoiced with the world’s melody, I will not attune to its tempestuous cacophony.”
ven, 11/08/2013 - 06:00
#16
:D
I'm happy to be accepted!
Let me know if you have any questions.
sam, 11/09/2013 - 23:27
#17
Hello everyone...again.
@Vivideus O.o...bordering on perfection in terms of posting an application...*eyes bulge*I can't write an app this good(perhaps I"ll do better at a story!)
You also provided a perfect stepping stone for the rest of chapter 1! :D
P.S. I play the flute XD
Chapter 1, Part 2; An Unexpected Meeting
As Firer stared at the shield, the disturbing thought came into his mind again; the thought that, one day, just like it did to it's original owner, it would fail, no matter how many reforges he put it through. The thought terrified him. How would he be able to protect others if this happened? He shook it out of his head. It wouldn't happen, no matter how much it had gone through. He strapped it on, grabbing his modified Divine Avenger; reforged to the point where it was near unbreakable as he passed by the rack next to the front door, and walked out of his apartment, and to the Recon Ranger headquarters; there was some new recruits to train.
* * *
Visage was on the run. On the run from the darkness she had only played about in ballads, which had only been legends...
Until now.
She dashed throughout the Candlestick Keep, barely outrunning the incoming wave, dropping some of the ancient Owlite Books as she did so. Cursing under her breath, she ran faster, and played a melody. One infused with the ancient knowledge of the race that had long passed on. It slowed them down, not long, but enough to make it near the elevator.
Then she heard gears grinding as the elevator ground to a halt right on the next depth; a safety mechanism designed to protect them from the Swarm.
Was this her end?
* * *
Firer sighed. The group had been doing just fine earlier. He had started at Emberlight, then, at Depth 24, the elevator refused to work. His group had boarded the elevator, had it go down a couple feet...then stop. As he sat there in the darkness, the annoying elevator music playing, he heard a strange sound. Once that he had heard a few years back, not that long ago...Tears starting flooding his eyes, for it had brought back memories of people long gone, who had died horribly in the war. He finally made a massive effort to pull himself together, when he noticed something interesting. Valorai, one of the knights, seemed even more affected than he was, swearing with every sentence he spoke, while Lank was barely affected. He puzzled over this conundrum, while a person fought(and played) for her life.
* * *
Visage sent out waves of energy, pulsating with light, slowing the Swarm down to a crawling pace, and sending out a wave of urgency to anything in the radius of 100 meters, penetrating the next depth. Barely holding her concentration, she managed to do both at once; such was the expertise of the Musician. No matter what, though, there was a limit to everyone, and she had reached hers. Playing for more than an hour, she collapsed from the fatigue of holding the darkness back; Void they were, thus they felt no emotion, and so she had relied on pure knock-back force alone, something she had never tried. The Swarm's pace increased from a slow walk, to a run, a gallop, all heading for the one source of light in the area; the Grandmaster.
* * *
As the song faded in depth 24, Firer realized two things; one, this was probably the music of Visage, the most famous of musicians on Cradle, and two, recalling from his memory the one reason why an elevator would stop. "Should the Swarm be on the depth below, the elevator will stop, ensuring that it is not destroyed." He cursed, and fired beams of destructive light energy, emitting from his Avenger, in the center of the elevator. He fell into darkness, using the blade of his Avenger to slow him down, but not enough. As he landed on the floor, the impact flew up to his helm, putting him in a daze for a few seconds. Managing to take his Nova Driver out without shooting himself in the chest, he shot rapidly, albeit inaccurately, at the incoming Swarm, letting the ricochets do the rest for him, covering the distance. "How?" he thought. "How would he get both of them out of this mess?" He shook Visage awake, gave her a remedy capsule, and kept shooting at them. How long his bullets of lightning would last, he did not know. He had depended on luck to get him out of this mess.
But honestly...he hated luck.
_ _ _
ven, 11/08/2013 - 21:54
#18
Oh yes...
Im sorry ....Soccernano will prefer switch shooting, shadow driver and volt driver, occasionally he will whip out his strike needle and blow the monster in the face! KAPPOW!!!!
ven, 11/08/2013 - 21:55
#19
That was my story of epic
That was my story of epic fail.
I abused * * * a bit too much, and these first chapters might get a little boring, for it deals a lot with adding the new characters in.
So please...stay with it for a bit...
:3
ven, 11/08/2013 - 22:22
#20
sorry, Fire, there's
sorry, Fire, there's something I must say...
I have just updated Visage on her personality xD
Sorry for the damned inconvenience, but I am so damned busy in the past few days. Now at weekend, I'll finally have some time to catch up with my story's progress.
GL HF once again :3
ven, 11/08/2013 - 23:00
#21
XDFeel the same way you do
XD
Feel the same way you do about the weekend....
I kind of had that in mind...except not exactly...as you can see by the emotions created. The Void has nothing, basically no emotion; therefore, she could not change it, making it her worst enemy. Completely devoid of emotion, yet emitting them. Which makes it even more dangerous.
dim, 11/10/2013 - 08:34
#22
Off to a good start!
I like it so far. I can't wait to read the next post!
dim, 11/10/2013 - 17:35
#23
Out of Context Talk
Chapter 2 will be coming up soon! However, there is something I would like to add.
I might have a person to help out with artwork, and I am currently also taking screenshots of bosses in case it won't work out. I'll be trying to draw from these.
Please be patient with me! I'll try my best! :3
lun, 11/11/2013 - 22:04
#24
Chapter 2: Creation
Lank was
Chapter 2: Creation
Lank was in a dream. A naturally addictive, beautiful dream, resplendent with fireworks and party flares wielded by the Recon Rangers. A beautiful music was playing, and he lay on his back, staring at the stars. He moved his hand to take another's, when he laid his hand on..his Master Blaster. Breaking the dream, he realized that Valorai was crying, gently, sadly, and that Firer was gone, not to mention that there was a smoking hole in the elevator, quickly cut, and most definitely, not carefully cut. He shook Valorai awake, and pointed at the elevator. They needed to catch somebody who had left.
* * *
Valorai stared in horror at the dark, gaping hole in the middle of the elevator. He felt shame, shame that he had not pulled himself together in time to fight alongside Firer; this was the first time he had actually left somebody to fend for themselves, to feel pity for himself. He had been thrust in a nightmare, where Cradle burned, darkness consuming it, as he laid helpless, slowly devoured by the Swarm, feeling every pain that could be possible in the natural world.
But the Swarm wasn't natural...was it?
Taking this out of his mind, he drew his Lionheart Honor Blade out of the ground, and accompanied by Lank, dove down the hold, feet-first, ready for any challenge laying ahead.
* * *
Firer tried to shoot his Driver, only for it to click empty. "Powers of the stars, my..." He switched his gun to his right hand, drew his Divine Avenger, and stood in front of Visage. He felt oddly protective of her, for some reason. Did they have some kind of relation? As they neared, he prepared for the bitter cold of the frost and the burning heat of absolute zero; something only they had achieved, when Valorai and Lank stepped to his side, ready as ever.
* * *
Visage woke. She was about to thank the unknown knight who stood with a Nova Driver, but as soon as she had a remedy capsule stuck in her mouth, her thanks turned to indignant, muffled yells. A minute later, she sighed as she grabbed her perfectly forged flute, radiating in the dark, and stood, facing the darkness. "Wasn't I in this situation a few minutes ago?" she wondered. "And how did I get into this mess?" As she saw the waves of darkness from the rise created by the elevation near the elevator, she realized that the depth had not been burnt to ashes, but was instead covered by the massive amounts of darkness emanated. She gasped, realizing that this was now more akin to a Shadow Lair to a normal depth. "The poor mewkats that lived here...they never stood a chance..." As two new knights arrived, she transformed her flute into the blade it was; gracefully elegant, and deadly at the same time. She formed ranks with them all, the last to arrive, and dropping a gun out of the handle that appeared to be a modified Argent Peacemaker.
* * *
Standing together, seemingly forged into one, cut through the Swarm that attempted to attack them. Oh, how similar they were to the Alpha Squad of old, the team that had barely come back to Haven alive, who had caused the small delay between the Skylark's take off, and the first Rise of the Swarm.
They slashed, barely keeping back the groping claws, teeth, arms, and tentacles of the monstrosity. Then, as suddenly as it had began, it stopped. The monstrous dark mass bunched up, letting them leave. As they ran, a malevolent, humanoid figure appeared in front of them, blocking the elevator. "Run little ants, run. I do not care what happens to you. All shall be crushed soon enough." He disappeared in a portal of darkness, leaving nothing as an obstacle to Haven. Taking the ladder up the elevator shaft, they raced to Haven, hearing the panicked voices of knights they passed by. They needed to warn the Commander; nothing would delay the corrupted forces now.
mar, 11/12/2013 - 06:05
#25
oh my gods
I like where this is going!
everything is getting intense :D
mar, 11/12/2013 - 06:44
#26
I agree with Lytthe, except
I agree with Lytthe, except for that
You don't really get Visage's essence. Well, kind of not-very-satisfying, when I posted an app that took me two bus journeys (25 minutes each) to full come up with. I'm not going to explain how your Visage differs from mine, I guess you know that too.
Well, never mind on that. Like in my post I guess you also retain the right to alter and change my character, so that's ok.
Nice chapters so far, not the best I've seen (see Artifice and Vinnydime for examples on writing a SK fanfic---they are great, both in content and form); still a great first try at writing a novel. The grammatical mistakes are not as frequent as some other writers I saw (or maybe I'm just being careless---I am myself a grammar fool); your use of vocabulary and sentence composition is also quite nice. And at least you didn't write about Skylark crashing, but some fictional scene set by yourself. I like originality xD
GL HF, I am being lazy in my own updates. Waiting for the comments that would probably never come xD
mar, 11/12/2013 - 18:24
#27
@Lytthe: Thanks!
@Vivideus:
@Lytthe: Thanks!
@Vivideus: :P I'm trying to make my thoughts about Visage better. I looked back, read my chapter 1/2, and said to myself, "This doesn't seem right." I'm not exactly sure what I need to do, but I'll figure it out soon. :D And thanks for the thought of originality...I even wondered how much of the clockworks had been obliterated, until I remembered that the Gremlins would've fixed it XD.
jeu, 11/14/2013 - 02:17
#28
...
Heh heh ...this is not bad for a beginning, just wondering ... if im still in it XD
jeu, 11/14/2013 - 07:40
#29
@Soccernano
I've been
@Soccernano
I've been thinking of roles for you to play. You'll be in it, don't worry..
jeu, 11/14/2013 - 20:07
#30
Hello...to anybody who is reading...
I will now be posting my first background of the story; it describes what happened to the famous characters, what is happening to overall towns, cities, and places, etc.
--The Commander in Chief's Room: The Skylark--
Ozlo was old. Very old; about 450 years...the normal life expectancy was about 500. He sighed, wondering if he was too fragile to lead the Spiral Order in it's cause for a new future...
As he looked at his nametag, which hung loosely around his neck, a phone call arriving from Haven, and redirected at the communications center to him.
*a few minutes later*
"What..how is this possible?"
____________
Kingdom Of Almire: (Firestorm?) Citadel
Vanaduke stared at the incoming Swarm. The first few waves had been repelled by the automated defenses. But no longer; they flooded in the first gate of the Firestorm Citadel; the Blasted Pendulum, which housed the last, most powerful mechanical defenses, developed by the Alliance near the end of the war...
The First Great War..how long ago it had happened...he still couldn't believe that he, as well as his people, transformed back into normal beings, who lived and breathed.
It had taken some getting used to...but now he was ready. Ready for his previously latent enemy, the one who had transformed the original Citadel into a place of darkness, and had obliterated the two other kingdoms.
_____________
More side stories and more content will be revealed as time goes on!
ven, 11/15/2013 - 18:46
#31
charater application
*sorry wanted to fix alot of errors so i edited*
Name:Storm
Age:13 when Skylark crashes then 15 later on
Personality:Quiet around new people but when it is a person he can talk to he doesnt stop talking,mostly in head thinking of plans
Favorite Weps:calibur series,plate shield series,pulsar series,graviton bomb series
Allegiance:Spiral order
Rank:Knight elite
Bio:On the Skylark i was training with my best friend and captain Venom,he was strong,intelligent,and funny,he could make anyone laugh even when something series had happened.We were on our way to an unknown planet to find a new power source for our planet,Isora.We all missed our homes and family but we needed to save our planet.Venom says"Your getting slow Storm,you tired yet?"Storm says"Not really i havent even broken a sweat."Right as i was about to charge at him i fell and i couldnt get up,all the others fell also.Suddenly i realized we were being pulled down and were were going to crash into the unknown planet.We managed to get up and Venom yelled at us to get to the escape pods.I ran to the nearest escape pod and activated it to dispatch it.
-------------At the crash site------------------
I got was dizzy from the landing and i was still in the pod.The door was pretty broken so i just kicked it open and it broke apart.I picked up my standard issue proto sword and looked around.I thought to myself"No one in sight,what am i supposed to do?"After walking around a while i found this small green reptile and it didnt look to dangerous,i brought out my sword and charged at it.It dodged my attack and hit me on the back,how could that little thing dodge my attack?I decided to bring out my proto gun and i shot it,it managed to withstand 4 shots then it died.I thought to myself"i better be more careful,no charging in from now on."After a while of walking my communicater rang.I answered and it was Venom,he said"Hey Storm you should be nearby me,me and a few other knights are setting up a camp and a lot of monsters are coming,we could use your help"I said"Im on my way."
-----------At the rescue camp----------------
When i reached the camp there were a lot of knights,i looked around and found some pods crashed here,Venom might of landed here thats why hes setting up the camp here.I found Venom and he looked glad to see me,Venom says"Welcome to the rescue camp,we need you to help guard the camp because some of these knights have never fought before,you have some experience at fighting"I said"Okay i will do my best!"
----------At guarding post----------------------
I sat there thinking to myself"I wonder what happened to the other knights who didnt land near here,would they be alright out there?"I heard a noise and i held up my sword ready to attack,the noise came closer and closer.It was a small pink cube like jelly creature,it didnt seem to strong and i walked in slowly.It suddenly stood still and it attacked,I dodged it and did my 3 hit combo on it and it died,it dropped something on the ground.I picked it up and stared at it,it was a jelly drop,but it didnt look edible for me so i put in my pouch.I thought to myself"Mabey it'll come in handy later."Another knight came by and relieved me of my guarding duty,he said to get some rest and not to worry.I got up and thanked him and left.
--------At the rescue camp------------------
I was sound asleep and i felt like someone was shaking me.I opened my eyes and Venom was shaking me,he told me to get up and told me something interesting,he said that some knights are leaving the camp to somewhere safer.Some very high up knights have found a pathway to somewhere safer and he told me that squads of 4 will travel there at a time.I said"So when are we going there?",Venom says"In a while but we need to bring 2 others,for now get any supplies you might need and meet me at the center"
----------At the center of camp-------------
I stood there waiting for him to come and i thought to myself"I wonder what monsters lie ahead,from what other knights have said they've seen supposibly this planet,which they've named Cradle,is mechanical and has a high energy source,enough to save Isora,what creature could have made this planet,they must be very intelligent beings and possibly a threat to us,but who knows?"Venom suddenly came with 2 knights,one named Thorn and the other named Jewel,they seemed nice enough and we left to the destination.
-------Crossing the Chasm-------------------
Venom was telling us the place is called Haven,that the knights have already started setting it up as a base,the knights were apparantly Spiral Wardens,a very high up and powerful group of knights,they may be slow but they carried heavy armor and leviathan blades,my dream sword.Suddenly we saw a creature pass by us and it was carrying a hammer like wrench,it looked at us and ran off.Thorn says"What was that thing?"Jewel says"I don't know but it looked kind of threatening,apart from running away,but lets just go to Haven".As we pass where it ran off to we saw a bunch of computers and technology,i stood there astonished,how could that thing make all of this?The thing was no where in sight and we walked in."Well i wasnt expecting anymore of your kind"we looked around then looked at each other,"Kats got your tongue?We can speak your language also".We looked and saw the creature that ran off it was speaking to us,I said"What did you mean you didn't expect to see anymore of our kind,and what are you?".It said"I am a Gremlin,the most intelligent species on this planet,and what i meant was your friends that passed by chased me around so i had to finish them off,and i don't like visitors!".The Gremlin took out a flame thrower and tried to burn us,Venom dodged it and shot the Gremlin with his blaster.The Gremlin fell to the ground and we thanked Venom for saving us.
-----------A while later------------------------
After fighting off some other enemies we found we were in this room with a big button,we stepped on it and nothing happened,we decided all to step on it and it went down,suddenly the Gremlin from before came and said"You should of finished me off when you had the chance!",some robotic knights came out and we were astonished,these things looked tough but a lot of electricity came out of them like they were short circuiting.There were 4 of those robot knights and we each took one,Venom took his out easily,Thorn was having some trouble but managed to finish it off when it was off guard and Jewel shot it with her punch gun and managed to break the robots defenses and the only robot that was left was mine.Its defenses was pretty solid and couldnt even damage it.Luckily it short circuited and and hit it with all my force while it was open and it was cut in half and it blew up."Whew that was difficult."The Gremlin said"Nooooo,you may have defeated my mecha knights but i have one last trick!"Suddenly the whole place blew up and i was knocked on the ground.I woke up when Thorn was shaking me and asked me if i was fine,i looked around and Venom wouldnt wake up,he was knocked out.I got up and Jewel and Thorn said they'll take him,that i should clear the way incase any enemies are waiting for us.
---------At Haven---------------------------------
When we reached Haven some Spiral Wardens greeted us and we told them what happened,one of them took Venom to a tent where they would try to help him,Thorn and Jewel told me that he would be alright and they left to explore the camp.I sat there thinking"Why did this have to happen,i hope Venom is okay,he looked really hurt when we brought him here".A while later they told me there wasn't anything they could do and that they were sorry.I realized that Venom has been lost....
-------On the way to Venom's grave-----------
A few knights buried Venom at a newly build graveyard,but they forgot to take his sword.Just incase i brought my newly made plate shield which was very heavy but very strong and i still had my standard issue proto sword.I felt something dark watching me and i looked around but i saw nothing,so i kept on walking.When i reached Venom's grave i put his calibur on his grave and then i heard something moving.A statue of a Spiral Warden came alive,but it was much darker,I looked at it with fear and i didn't know what to do.I attacked it with all my might and it didnt even flinch.It raised it sword high and was about to strike but i raised my shield high and blocked it,the force of the impact knocked down my shield and its sword,while it turned around to get its sword back and i saw it had a purple crystal on its back,i grabbed my proto sword with 2 hands and hit it as hard as i can,it stopped for a second and i thought it was over but it turned around with its sword and tackled me back very far,right into Venom's grave.His calibur fell off and into my hands,i knew his calibur was my only chance of surviving,so i got up and the statue raised its sword again ready to finish me off,but i dodged the attack by rolling and i was behind it while its sword was in the ground and attacked it with all the power i had left and it shattered into pieces.I picked up my shield and went to pick up my sword and then i heard another statue come alive and it hit me on the back of my head with the blunt side of its sword....I felt a shadow enveloping me......
-----Unknown place------------------------
I woke up and I was in a dark place,I felt something dark coming near me and i had all my gear except my proto sword but i had Venom's Calibur.I raised the Calibur and got ready to fight,a masked creature came out,it kind of creeped me out but it didnt seem evil.It came closer to me and i thought"Did it somehow save me from that statue,the last thing I saw was a shadow enveloping me so it could of saved me,but how?"Something fell out of my pocket and it was the jelly core i got long ago,but the thing picked it up and ate it,it seemed to like it and it followed me around,but i let it since it didnt seem hostile.moments later a wolf like creature came out but the creature somehow shot quills at it had poison on them,the quills were stuck in the monster and i attacked it and the quills blew up killing the monster instantly,i decided to keep the creature and i named it Fusion because we fuse our powers together to defeat anything in our way.
-------Back at Haven----------------
I looked around and the place looked much more different,and there were a lot more knights,how much time have i been knocked out?I asked a nearby knight how long have we been stuck on this planet and he said 2 years,and i was here in the first month.I stood there astonished,how could i have been knocked out 2 years?!The knight walked away and i decided to go back to Venom's grave to return his Calibur but when i arrived his grave was no longer there.What had happened?I could feel Fusion telling me it was okay somehow,he reminded me a little of Venom...
----1 month later----------
After a lot of tough training i had quickly ranked up to knight elite with full dusker armor,heavy plate shield,asended calibur,a graviton charge,and a kilowatt pulsar i took while fighting a very tough Gremlin.I soon met up with a Vanguard named Firer,we quickly became friends and he helped me get even stronger even though my agility and power was unmatched for someone my age but i could barly take a hit.I named my sword VenomEdge for Venom and my pet Fusion helps complete the name by poisoning the enemy and i hit them with the edge of my blade.
ven, 11/15/2013 - 19:16
#32
@Vivideus: Working on
@Vivideus: Working on original artwork for Visage's blade now. I assume the flute is a normal looking one, except one forged out of sun silver, etc with lots of etc stuff(I'm in a rush right now...sorry).
jeu, 11/21/2013 - 23:48
#33
@Anybody: I'm getting close
@Anybody: I'm getting close to getting out of my writer's block; making this story is difficult because I can only do this in my free time at home. Next chapter will hopefully be out very soon! Probably on the weekend..
dim, 12/22/2013 - 22:07
#34
It has been a while. I
It has been a while. I haven't posted for a while. But no story deserves to be started up...and then left all alone.
I must start this up again.
Oh, and reference heavy.
--Side Story: The Almirian Citadel--
Chaos reigned. Two armies, one with the proud Crest of Almire as their banner, the other streaming with darkness. A sulfuric smell perforated the air, accompanied by clashes of steel, penetration of armor, and death. Both armies were separated; it had become more similar to millions of one-on-one battles rather than an organized force designed to protect others. Some Almirian soldiers shot and sliced with reckless abandon, paying the price soon afterwards, being attacked themselves by comrades who had done the same thing. However, two forces continued on; the 1st regiment, led by one woman alone, and the Vanguard, led by Vanaduke, now human. They sped through the chaos, assisting the other scattered, lost soldiers, uniting them under one banner.
"We...we have not lost yet!"
--Spiral Knight's HQ; Main Operations: Haven 1--
"So. You expect us to believe you, a Defender Elite, not yet a Vanguard, let other Vanguards on a training trip, and encountered the Swarm...shall we call it..a leader?"
Firer stared at the general. The man sat on his so called throne, day in, day out, yet called himself a leader? He wished Ozlo was back...
"Yes...'sir'."
The general also known as Grime, an insulting nickname created by the soldiers, had announced himself the leader of the Spiral Knights...and put down anyone unfortunate enough to question him using mercenaries paid by crowns. But his official name was Ganrel, and expected others to call him that.
* * *
Shedic watched Firer walk out of Spiral HQ.
"So, how did it go?"
Firer grimaced. "I tried to tell him, he disbelieved me, I called him by his nickname Grime, we had a...disagreement, and I was kicked out."
The duo walked on, towards the training hall. Firer needed to blow off some steam.
--Haven: Arcade--
Visage stared downward. She rarely had a chance to listen to the music of the gears grinding at the top of the Clockworks; it was a refreshing sound, different from the sounds she gave off from her flute. Not many would listen if she did so; they wouldn't understand, so used to outward perceptions of things in their everyday lives.
But then she heard it. Death, in it's greatest cacophony ever, emanating from deep in the Clockworks. The sound; she had thought she was used to it, but it was war down there; far different from easy kills, and far different from normal deaths, or the sounds that come from adventuring.
No..this was far different. A new sound. A painful one.
It seemed that she was not master of all of it yet. She "looked" up, and walked out of the Arcade.
dim, 12/22/2013 - 22:59
#35
If you're still taking apps....
Name: Derk
Age: Unknown
Personality: Sarcastic, Light-hearted, Upbeat, Jokeful, Prefers the company of gremlins and machines over knights.
Favorite Weps: Bombs of all sorts, Warmaster rocket hammer, and the voltedge
Allegiance: Allied to the gremlins of emberlight
Rank: Champion, a couple missions short of vanguard
Bio: A former knight of the spiral order, he and his squad were attacked while on patrol through the clockworks. He was the only survivor, as he was patched up by some gremlins out looking for scrap metal. The gremlins talked their way into letting him help out in the great colony, in which he went up the ranks and once worked with seerus himself; Who taught him how to make some advanced gear such as mercurial demo gear, and the Warmaster rocket hammer.l He resigned from the spiral order for the sake of "Not being a traitor". He then heard that the gremlins who had helped him were banished to emberlight, so he set his sights on protecting the people of emberlight, to return the favor.
mar, 12/24/2013 - 11:10
#36
^is accepted. Interesting
^is accepted. Interesting backstory..I could actually integrate you with a few plans of mine in the future...
I will try my best to post soon!
lun, 12/30/2013 - 17:54
#37
Just a little tip.
Oh hai Fire, remember me from the hug contest?
Now, it might be good to post links to your chapters of the story in the original post, along with each character's appsheet. It helps people categorize and more easily understand the random assortment of comments and applications amidst the actual story.
Now, I might do an app later. Just maybe.
mar, 12/31/2013 - 10:15
#38
My Character App
Name: Aekun
Age: 24
Personality: Aekun is cold, silent, and shadowlike. He has a habit of sneaking up on people and scaring the poop out them unintentionally. Although his exterior seems evil, the ones who know him say that he is very caring and protective to his friends.
Favorite Weps: Barbarous Thorn Blade, Barbarous Thorn Shield, Dark Briar Barrage, Antigua
Armor: Snarbolax set, Shadow cat tail acessory without the bell (http://wiki.spiralknights.com/File:Shadow_Cat_Tail-Equipped.png)
Design Color: Purple
Allegiance: Knights of the Spiral
Rank: Vanguard
Bio: Aekun was originally in possession of a full Azure Guardian set, and had a completely different personality than he does now: he was bright and happy, and an overall optimistic and positive guy, always willing to help recruits. While he still does this, his personality was changed dramatically when the ship passed Cradle. This was becuase as they passed, he sent a small probe down. It happened upon the Clockworks and accidentally activated a dangerous machine, which powerd up and .... you know what happened next.
He directed most of the recruits to the escape pods, until there was only one left. He was about to climb into it when he saw the youngest recruit about the be crushed by falling metal. He pushed the recruit out of the way, but the metal tore through the floor and flung Aekun into space. As he was flying toward the planet most of his armor was destroyed, along with his weapons.
The recruit saw this and piloted the escape pod to where Aekun was and scooped him in. When the two crashed, they landed in the Gloaming Wildwoods, whre the had to face the Snarbolax with only proto weapons and Aekun's only remaining weapon, the Leviathan Blade. However, even with this legendary sword, the two just barely managed to defeat the Snarbolax, with the recruit suffering serious wounds, and the sword shattering near the end. When the battle was finished, Aekun called in to see if anyone else had survived. His friend, Rhendon, had done just that and a rescue miniship was called in. While the recruit did survive, Aekun was mentally scarred from what he had caused. As he was crafting the armor and weapons made from the Snarbolax, he decided that he would abandon his old personality and that he would destroy the planet once and for all, and therefore when the ship was repaired, he opted to stay and cradle and continue to try to destroy it.
NOTE: I added in an "Armor" and a "Design Color" section. I hope that's all right.
ven, 01/17/2014 - 09:28
#39
Well..
@Sandwich-Potato
Hey there!
...this is embarrassing. I have no idea on how to do that...in the end, I'm still kind of a noob... :/
Could you teach me?
@Aekun
Interesting. The armor and Design Color is fine...and an interesting backstory...however, if this happened...the First Great War will have to be added....
Next chapter!(Been a while...)
Gods...I hate how this is going to turn out. This chapter has some boring dialogue....but provides some insight...
Stupid mercenary dialogue for someone who isn't one. :P
MINI CHAPTERS! :o
Chapter 3: Plans Anew
--Training Hall--
Firer picked up the training blade and threw it to Shedic.
"Again. You're getting better, but you're still used to Venom. Your movements are not instinctual."
"It has been 5 hours."
Most knights had left the training hall, spare some new recruits who had found the training hall's schematics quite entertaining. They let themselves be frozen, poisoned, shocked, and ignited countless times.
Firer let out a deep sigh. If this was what the Order had become...Vanguards who spent no time taking their missions seriously...recruits who let themselves be literally carried through the clockworks by the arms of the higher ranks...
Such a thing was shameful.
"You do make a good point." Firer sighed. He hadn't had a good day. The Order was faced by explicit evidence of Swarm Activity, and yet they ignored it.
Knights were being attacked, and was ignored. Their allies, the Almirians, were attacked, and yet nothing was done. Training was neglected, a corrupt politician reigned, and no action was taken.
As the two friends walked out of the guild hall, they split ways. Sharing simple good byes, Shedic had not known that that was the last of Firer he was going to see for a while.
Back at his home, Firer picked up a book; dusty and worn; it had an indecipherable language, all of it's own. He smiled. The good times he had. Before the war. Before the changes. Before everything.
He threw the book in the fire, and picked up the weapon hanging above the fireplace, and blew off the dust and cobwebs that gathered on it's surface. His Barbarous Thorn Blade, except infused with a blinding light that could not be explained by the technology of the place he had lived in for the past 15 years. He tucked it into the small sheath on his back, and walked out.
--Spiral Headquarters--
Valorai stood before Ganrel. It was midnight, and a gloom hung over the large room.
"Why does the leader of the Spiral Knights summon me this late?"
"I need you to perform a certain job for me. Lately...a person has been committing...intolerable acts as of late. This job is...to say the least, delicate. But I am sure a man of your rank can handle it with ease."
"I am sure of myself as well. So what is the mission?"
"Eliminate Firer."
Valorai didn't show it, but the shock nearly was spread throughout his body.
"Eliminate him?"
"Kill him, make him disappear. Do whatever you need to do. Don't allow him to see daylight again."
Valorai nodded, and left the headquarters.
A general standing by Ganrel spoke.
"Are you sure that he won't report it to him?"
"I am sure of it. He is one of the most committed knights to the Spiral Order...following just like a dog would. Ha! And when Firer is dead, the loose ends will be cut!"
--Streets of Haven--
As Shedic walked home, he knew something wasn't right. Firer had been more tense than usual; spoke with shorter sentences and with less compassion and understanding. It was unusual, and furthermore, unbecoming. As Shedic walked to his barracks, he slowed, till his pace turned into a crawl. Then he turned and ran. If there was one thing about the guy, it was that he was a terrible liar.
He didn't like liars.
Intro:
The war for the clockworks had ended. The Swarm was seemingly defeated. The core, opened, had provided a new energy source for the Skylark, and it was now back, roaming the night sky. Many knights boarded the ship, looking for adventure among the stars. However, some stayed; some as ambassadors...and others stayed because Haven; Cradle, rather, had become their true home, even though the threat from the beasts in the Clockworks remained as dangerous as ever.
Then one day...
Prologue: Hopelessness; Depth 29
Ignis, a lieutenant of the Recon Rangers, was slammed back 100 meters by the Void Lumber. His Seraphynx had been struck down hours earlier, trying to protect him with his Angelic Aura as he watched his last remaining teammate fall. He gasped for breath, driving his Avenger into the ground, and lowering his sidearm, his proud Callahan. He stared, straight at the large incoming wave of Swarm."Why?"he thought. "Why was Fate so cruel?" He was the last surviving member of his four person squad; they had been performing a routine scout mission.
Although he had built his own future, and his own family, aboveground, he knew, just as thousands of other knights before him, including his own family, that he would die. Slowly, Ignis raised himself up, deciding to make a last stand. His Vog Cub armor, ripped, torn, but still shining, a light in the darkness threatening to consume it.
Before he charged at them all, rage, fear, and despair, despair that he would never get to see his wife and children again, he left a small message on his Recon Module, which was only found years later. "I only wanted to see the stars, as well as my family, upon my death. I guess that won't ever be possible."
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Depth 28: Temporary Base of the Recon Rangers
Desna stared at the radar as the scanning radar that showed the knights at the next depth. The elevator had been destroyed right after they had gone down, preventing support units from helping. As the last signal faded from the last knight to die, she sighed. No party flares would be shot that day...nor for a long time.