Executioner Tales [Need your apps!]

So heres the set up, it's basically everything you know about the cradle and SK in general, except the Spiral Order has become more harsh/brutal in their treatment of prisoners. Leading to the election of an executioner for capitol punishments; Treaon, war crimes, murder, etc. Except, instead of simply executing them, the accused get one chance to explain their actions and possibly, (Rarely, if ever), save themselves from the chopping block. To make matters worse, they have to sit down with the executioner himself, (AKA: He will not falter by sexual appeal, guilt trips, or pity).
This is where you come in! You have to write a little story about a guy talking to the executioner
Name:[Not your IGN please]
Race:[Anything from gremlins to constructs or even knights]
Gender:[D....do i really have to explain?]
Age:[Be realistic?]
Description:[What they look like-Armor/defining characteristics]
Accused:[What they did to get into this mess]
Previous occupation:[What they did before being taken into cusody]
Last meal:[What you are eating with the executioner(Its to break some of the tension/forgiveness if he has to kill you)]
Story:[This is what you are telling the executioner! Keep it in 1st person (Unless you're insane and talk to yourself)

Name: Aisha
Race: Betrayed Knight
Gender: Female
Age: 15
I prefer a picture and she doesn't have any spiral armor on.
Accused: For killing Arkus.
Previous occupation: Helping the spiral order with missions.[What they did before being taken into cusody]
Last meal: A full bowl of sprite stars (The material, Seraphynx's)
Story: You see, I was told by Kora to find and kill Arkus because he wasn't listening to anything from the spiral order. *Aisha sighs* I struggled to find him and it didn't help that he was being guarded by 5 greavers, 2 silkwings and 3 trojans. I told Arkus to come back but he said "I won't be coming back, I am looking for my friends, now leave!"
I was specifically told to defeat him and then, after I defeated Arkus, another knight appeared and said "Well, you are in big trouble now." Next thing I know, I got knocked out and wake up in this prison cell. I know I will most likely die but it has been an honor helping the Spiral Order...

Agnor stared at the girl, no, the baby girl sitting tin the chair oposing him, and watched her eating her little stars. Out of custom and respect, he took one of the stars and bit into it. The shad was surprisingly easy to eat, shattering into little pieces and melting in your mouth. They were sweeter than cake, and full of energy. These were exatly the kind of treats he'd imagine a young girl would eat for a snack, or even to spoil her supper...But as a last meal? But it was time for business, age aside, she had been found with Arkus' blood on her hands. Though he didn't want to kill this whelp, it seemed the only way, unless... "We will examine his body, should we find corruption about his person your case will be renewed and a re-trial issued. If not, your date will be issued and you will be put to death.". Words, s plainly put, but it had apparently taken it's effect on the girl, as she was visibly shaken. "Listen, you are a very sweet girl, and I know you probably did your best to convice him to come home okay? I will use everything in my power to see you go free, its a loose term, and very unlikely that they will even be able to find the body again. Your odds are very good compared to most that walk through those gates." Although the girl seemed to relax, it was only slightly, she seemed very concentrated on what he was saying, almost like listening to a grandpa's stories. "And hey, you'll probably never have to see my ugly mug again, so chip up okay?" the girl seemed to smile at this remark, and downed the last of her stars. "Guards, take her away, an error has come up, submit these papers for an investigation, thank you" and with that, the girl was whisked away, soon to be replaced by another...

Name: Count Bleck
Race: Pit Boss
Gender: Male
Age: 33
Like Creeper, I am used to choosing pictures for apps.
Accused: For the only attacking Pit Boss (Seriously, he's like a mini-boss)
Previous occupation: Helping the Devilite's planning a full scale attack on Haven.
Last meal: 1000 Dark Shards, 100 Wicked Idols and 10 Shadow Steel
Story: Well, well, well Count Bleck said. I wondered when this would happen. Count Bleck laughs. Count Bleck says: I saw the stupid young girl walking by and she seems right to be a murderer. In fact, I see everyone as murderers except me and my ally's. *Count Bleck grabs 10 dark shards, 2 wicked idols and 1 shadow steel and started to munch on them.*
Why am I being accused? It's because you stupidly got caught idiot! Calm down, jeez, talking to yourself isn't weird or anything. Right? What happened? *Count Bleck started to gobble down dark shards while waiting for most likely his death.*
Unless it has *. It is in 3rd person mode...

Agnor Sneered in disgust at this creature, and decided against eating the repulsive "Food" this thing eats. And, he wasnt sure he wanted his forgiveness anyway. "You are accused of crimes against the order including; human trafficing, murder, assault, and a whole list of other goodies If you'd really like to get into it." The creature didn't even look up, why he even looked like he was at home, or on vacation! "But I suppose you don't, on your person we found detailed scematics of a "Leigion of UR" and we'd like to thank you for the information, however, we cannot forgive these tresspasses, and your date will be issued within the week. May you find peace, and strength in the days to come." As he delivered the final words, the "Count" finished up his shards and smiled warmly at Agnor, "We will see you soon!" he croaked in his devilite accent. Not soon enough Agnor though, as he issued the guards to take him away. After a brief moment of cleaning the bits of food off the floor, the next prisoner was led in, chains still rambling on...

Name: Metal Sonic
Race: Construct
Gender: Robots don't have gender (If you are forcing me, Male)
Age: 16 years built
Most people prefer pictures but description isn't bad if you don't know how the code works.
Accused: For killing tons of knights.
Previous occupation: Helping the infamous Warmaster Seerus.
Last meal: Glass of volt oil, lots of scrap metal and a spark of life. (Side note, his arms are tied up just enough so he can drink/eat his meal but can't attack the executioner.)
Story: Before we start, don't blame me for going on a rampage by killing knights, it's all Seerus's fault. He programmed me but a 1 year old could program better than him. You see those Mecha Knights wondering around the place and how they electrocute themselves? That's his stupid programming. In fact, I would rather help you and this order but you need to change my programming but I am fine with that.
*Metal Sonic starts feeling aggressive but smashed his plate open and ripped out a chip (His aggression chip) and tossed it into the corner.* I hope Seerus got his just deserts, I don't care if you kill me though, I can relieve my life as another creature. Metal Sonic puts his head down in shame...

Now wasn't this some kind of luck, An acctual Mark V. Max Overdrive Unit. Before going further, Agnor had to apologize for his inability to eat scrap metal. "Murder is a Serious crime im afraid, if it were a single outbreak, we could possibly wipe your drive and figure out a new program for you. However, you must realize. All of those families, the sons and daughters that will never see their mother or father ever again...because of you." He saw the robot lower his head, oh yes he knew, he knew very well probably. "However, thats not to say you cant help the order". The robot stopped "eating" for a moment and looked at Agnor with its preset face. Agnor wondered if he'd be frowning right now, if he could. "Your sentience will be abolished, reguardless of how this works out, but there is two ways to proceed." Agnor took a drink from his secret flask, and took a deep breath before continuing on, "The first option, you will be scrapped, melted down, and sold off to the strangers. The money will go to the families you understand.". Waiting for a reply that never came, Agnor continued after sevral awkward moments, "Or option two, your frame will be converted into various modules and enhancements to be implemented into other armors to further protect knights". As Agnor sat further back in his chair, he noticed the empty tray between the two of them. "Either way you will make a difference in others lives, and i hope it brings you peace. Your date will be issued within a week. Guards, take this one away." And so the robot clanked off amplifying the sound of metal clanking together, the sound of the next soul about to beg Agnor for their lives. He needed a drink...

Name: Iur
Race: swarm
Gender: male
Age: 22
Description: like this, except the eye is a swarm eye instead he's also right now has tons of chain on him cuz he's swarm.
Accused: For planning to kill hundreds of knights since he was near haven and he is swarm
Previous occupation: Swarm who was escaping the other swarm because of all their killing habits, but nobody knows that.
Last meal: Everfrost
Story: I have no clue why I am here, all I did was investigate this town I found after escaping from the rest of the swarm, honest. I just went close to the town and suddenly a bunch of creatures like you were attacking me, I don't know what I ever did to them but I defended myself from their attacks, next thing I know they overpower me and now I am here.
I have no clue whats going on, or where I am, but all I know is that this town is mean, when I get out of here, I'm going as far from this town as possible.

Sorry man, it's gotta be a humanoid creature, and closest to what i can gather from your description its some sort of lichen-dust bunny crossover. And we (as far as I know) cant speak to those kind of mobs. So basically your story came out in barks and noises.

Name: Lina
Race: Gremlin (Knows how to talk to knights)
Gender: Female
Age: 13
Accused: For helping Seerus.
Previous occupation: "Pretending to help Seerus" when she was actually weakening his defenses and guards.
Last meal: Nothing
Story: Finally, Seerus is caught and that will stop his supplies by a lot. Anyways, I pretending to help Seerus but I modified his robotic machines so they electrocute themselves. For the battlepods, I poured water onto their shields so they wouldn't work and what's funny is Seerus never noticed. As for gremlins, I launched a poison instead of healing them in battle. Seerus was so stingy with food and never gave any to the others including me...
I'm most likely going to die because knights never believe me but... at least I will be at peace... As for the execution if... what am I saying? GOING to happen, can you make it today?

@Blessid 1. you never said it had to be humanoid in the OP 2. is there something wrong with swarm being able to speak english?

Name: Gankona Takashi
Race: Gremlin (adopted and raised by an Isoran)
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Description: He is 5'4", with a muscular but small build. His narrow eyes are a deep sea blue in color, and are reminiscent of a long, dark, damp hallway. His fur is a faded matte brown, which lost its luster in the crucible of training and the years of abuse from those who look down upon him. On top of his head is a small tuft of fur that is similar in shape to a small flame. He obsessively keeps it in its shape. He speaks in what we would perceive as a light Japanese accent.
His loadout consists of a Wild Hunting Blade that was once owned by his adoptive mother, a Boltbrand (Yes, the 4* version) that was given to him as a gift from his godfather for graduating from the academy where he was trained, and an Spike Shower that he had discovered hidden in his mother's home. His armour consists of a Divine Veil and Miracle Cloak, and he uses his mother's old Bitter End as a shield.
Accused: He was accused with the murder of a squadmate, a Recon to be precise.
Previous occupation: He was part of the Spiral Order, surprisingly. He also worked as a spy for the Spiral Order in times of war against the Crimson Order.
Last meal: His last meal would be a medium-raw 12 oz. fillet, a power star (sprite food), and a bottle of fine red wine.
Story: I'm going to tell you my side of the story. Where should I begin...
I was recently assigned to a new squad, my previous one kicking me out due to my...species. We were to travel down to depth 22, to collect minerals. It was a horribly boring job, and my new squadmates weren't exactly uplifting. They weren't pleased with the fact that I was assigned to their squad, and ridiculed me the entire trip down. This, however, wasn't any different from anyone else I've met in my life. So, I ignored them.
We arrived at depth 22, and I swiftly got to work. A large group of virulisks conveniently appeared a few feet from the elevator, and I made quick work of them. Emphasis on 'I', the others just sat on the elevator laughing at me. This type of thing continued as we continued, with me working my [cog] off, and the others lounging around.
So, the Recon decided that it was wise to perform a little prank on me while I was busy decapitating some rabid wolvers. She cloaked, and proceeded to shove me right into a rabid alpha wolver. At this point, I've had it up to here, and I quickly got up and socked her in the face. It was a blur after that, I remember the other squad members pinning me to the ground and beating me, and the unmistakable growl of the alpha wolver resounding through the air. As I'm on the ground, I hear the sound of teeth biting into flesh and bones snapping, and I hear a scream. After that, I realized that no one was pinning me to the ground anymore. I sat up, and see the Recon's neck being crushed by the alpha wolver. One of the two surviving squad members then pointed at me, and said, "You're [rusted]."
And now I'm here. They told their story, and now you've heard mine. However, I'm a gremlin, and I'm aware of the prejudice against me. I mean, who cares if I was raised by a Spiral Knight. Who cares if my mom was killed by bastard Herex? I'm a bloody gremlin, and gremlins can't be trusted, right?
Ahem, sorry, I got sidetracked there. Well, you've heard our stories. It's your call. Whatever it is, I'm ready for it.
Oh, and before I go, I want to ask one favor. If I were to be sent to the chopper, bury me next to my mom. My adoptive mom.

Agnor snickered to himself. It was a refreshing memnet to see the old catch 22 again. Dammed if he does kill this one- Hated amongst the gremlin community, and possibly killing an innocent. Dammed if he doesn't- Hated amoingst the Spiral order, and possibly letting a murdering gremlin loose. He decided to take a small slab of the star, al though he prefered his meat to be cooked to the point of being burnt on the fringe, this was a nice change of pace. The star was jucy and thick like a wolver steak, yet seemed to vanish into pure energy in his mouth. Looking at this strange man for a moment, he realized he had his eyess closed, and taking his time cutting off small slabs of the food, and chewing very slowly. Were things in the gremlin alienage really this bad? that a star should be treated with such a delecasy and favor? Why, kids usually feed these things to their sprites by the bundle! "Things must be tough at the aline-....in Emberlight. Haven't seen the place in many years in fact, but it's good to know they still have a fine taste for food down there". Cutting off Gankona before he could make a remark, Agnor continued, "But thinking of the order in it's entirety hates gremlins will get you no where but an early grave". Agnor stopped a moment before resuming to make sure the statement left its mark, "The evidence for your case is circumstantial at best, we have-" Agnor picked up the file, "-and I quote, 'Two raving lunatics, a corpse of a knight, and two conflicting stories". Agnor looked up to see the Gremlin drinking his wine slowly, and nervously. "So i've been instructed to tell you, that we're going to analyze the body, and the teeth of the wolver you descibed, should they match, your case reopened, and the accusing party (That other recon that was with you) put on trial for attempted murder, and other infractions. However, should they not, you will be issued a date and proptly executed for treason and murder". Looking up from the mess of papers, Agnor saw the horrified gremlin, with an empty plate. "And yes, ill be inspecing the body, so it wont be a farse, but an acctual investigation". The gremlin had relaxed incredibly, and seemed almost happy when the guards took him away. Luckily they had left the bottle of wine for Agnor, maybe today wont be so bad after all...

1- No meal? You are given anything and you chose nothing? You said yourself she didnt get much food if any from Seerus! Just pick anything
2-A 13 year old girl in the Crimson order, in charge of handling Seerus' supplies, maintaining/producing mechanations, inspecting battlepods, being a medic in a squad,and wasn't even fed????? I understand things might be odd in the Crimson order, but this is impossible. Every gremlin has a rank and tasks a, just like Knights have thiers.
You can re-submit her if you'd like, but right now, she's too powerful for her age. Maybe make her like 80 and turn her into a great gremlin sage? That'd make more sense than a mender. (I mean comon, if you see a mender, you're going to kill it right? But seeing a sage?! Thaaaat might be worth taking into HQ)

Name: Lina
Race: Gremlin (Knows how to talk to knights)
Gender: Female
Age: 76
Accused: For helping Seerus.
Previous occupation: "Pretending to help Seerus" when she was actually weakening his defenses and guards.
Last meal: Dark Matter and a scrap metal to suck on.
Story: Finally, Seerus is caught and that will stop his supplies by a lot. Anyways, I pretending to help Seerus but I modified his robotic machines so they electrocute themselves. For the battlepods, I poured water onto their shields so they wouldn't work and what's funny is Seerus never noticed. As for gremlins, I launched a poison instead of healing them in battle. Seerus was so stingy with food and never gave any to the others including me...
I'm most likely going to die because knights never believe me but... at least I will be at peace... As for the execution if... what am I saying? GOING to happen, can you make it today? *Lina grabs the scrap metal and starts sucking the flavor out of it...*

You need to revamp the whole story im afraid, you seem to think that the entire crimson order is run by one woman. Instad of a jack of all trades, make her an Ace of spades in a way. Is she a healer, Sage of development, or a maintnence worker? Thats the only reason i suggested a change of age. She cant do everything for the order

Let's say this then, Count Bleck manages to kill Lina before she makes it to the room and Count Bleck is killed in the same day...
Name: Agnor Harris
Race: Knight (Rank: Special unit-Executioner)
Gender:Male
Age:50
Description: Stonefaced, and slightly greying at the ends of his hair, Agnor's age is definitly starting to show. Although he is well built from his time as a vanguard, his eyes have noticable bags beneath them from restless nights, and his extended belly is an indicator of his new off-duty hobby; drinking, alot.
His gear is custom guardian armor draped in a brown duster, with an attached hood to put up when he...goes to work.
Previous occupation:Azure guardian
Story: Agnor walked into the rather large cell, and set up the table and matching chairs into the otherwise plain room. Sitting down into the comfortable chair, he leaned back causing the chair to groan with a noisy creek. He closed his eyes and let out a sigh. "Bring in the first one" he bellowed down the halls. And so the chains started to rattle, and the accused would soon stand before him, but not before the scent hit him. The last meal of course, it was always an odd feature that they would give them the world before taking it all away. The door slowly opened, and in walked the first of the damned...