Given the times before such of the timeline of Mobius, one could not understand how one tyranny could end and in a blue another one would retake it. Perhaps, it was the fact that man was evil. Conflicts such as such bigotry and attempted genocide as the 1000-Year Great War, and then Ivonan Robotnik's own attack on the anthro race. His attempt lasted a long, long time. At that. But the set tone is to explain this all to you of what has happened in the past..... few decades or so.
During the Battle of Knothole, or more widely known as the Massacre of Knothole by the Mobian Resistance against Robotnik, almost 4 years after the events told to you in lore of Sonic the Hedgehog's adventures all over the planet depict, this "battle" occurred in such horrid details that you could ever think. One mobian which name is undisclosed and only known to Miles Prower, decided it would be a eventful plan to give out the exact location of the village of Knothole to the Tyrant Robotnik, in such ill intent. Nobody is known why this individual did so, but he did it and the consequences were dark and morbid.
Sonic the Hedgehog, and many valiant defenders worked to protect the village: although a good selection of the villages combat-ready inhabits were either overseas or in other parts of the world. The perfect sneak attack in the middle of the dark night. The betrayal was perfect, and too many were lost and yes. This did include the life of Sonic the Hedgehog. While the attack occurred and lives being lost for such treachery, a few of the village's inhabitants managed to escape. Mostly Princess Sally and the children of the village. Looking at it all, many questions are asked. Especially 'why?', but that is to of obvious content. Who knows the true intent of the treachery, but evidentially. The battle was so well planned, with Knothole and allied factions standing up to a raid on Knothole by a mischievous cult known simply as the Order the prior year, but the heroes of that struggle seemed to mostly disappear in time for this Massacre.
Some say it was planned too well, and some say this whole Massacre and Chronicle of the Order is all but a boogeyman's myth to keep the children scared. Not true.
Moving on. The Massacre was not as what Robotnik hoped it to be. The underhanded reaping of Knothole was the match that started a fire in the entire Resistances veins. It took a attack of this caliber to draw them stronger and angrier together. General Xavier Sheridan, veteran of the Great War came to Miles Prower and other refugee's in the new 'capital' of the resistance in the forested mountain region of the far eastern Great Forest to conspire a plan to end the war. But despite his seasoned efforts, Robotnik still held strong against the Resistance for 4 more years.
But then it was it.
Sheridan and others charged the city, as well as former Order Hero: Michael Sentarous. Rather than taking most of Mobotropilis, Sheridan decided a tatic of well placed C4 charges was the best offensive, at this point Miles Prower and Princess Sally were reckless enough to allow Sheridan to do such things. The City was damaged greatly but in the end despite light casualties... Robotnik was assumed dead and thousands celebrated. The city of Mobotropilis began reconstruction. Although with such needed reconstruction and weakness of the eastern hemisphere due to Robotnik's 22-year war the Kingdom of Acronia would have much problems trying to reform to it's former glory.
There was a 5-12 year peacetime between all of this, before the construction of many destroyed areas would be near completion and the way to move on.
However, today: on the first day of the sixth month and 34 years from the coupe of Robotnik, something is going to happen in the city of Mobotropilis. This is The Hammer of Hedgehog X: a Decade's Reminder.
OOC - This roleplay takes place a 20 years after the basic Archie timeline. But then again, this is NOT Archie in itself. Sengia-Mobius, as I've deemed it is a tad darker and blah blah. You'd have to ask a bit about it, before really understand it to a coin. But all that's needed right now is the above and below, haha. A lot of the backstory is above. Now let us begin, a profile is not necessary, it is only asked that you RP to the best of your ability and enjoy thyself. And follow basic RP Guidelines like "Do not Godmod", "No Powerplay", or Hijack the Story.
The Map of "Sengia"-Mobius is Here. Please OOC or PM me questions.
Otherwise we may began when I post a intro following this text.
Feel free to join with any character to your imagination. All I ask in exception, is please do not be a character that is of descendant of most canon characters ( Sonic, Sally, Miles, etc. ) if you would wish to argue this rule, please PM me and we'll see if we can work something out.
Please join in where you see that would fit the best. I'll be working on the intro now.
The City of Mobotropilis, was now in a glory of what it had been almost completely transversed in the past. With such harsh industries expelled from the city, it seemed this era finally was coming clear and no more conflict would be present. Such a blatant foolish observation. He looked down at the city from his point of view. It was far from perfect, the leader... Acorn or whatever her name was. He couldn't remember: was seemingly all her fault. Allowing all of the territories of Acronia to breakaway and let them form their own governments..... how foolish! Losing that much land and populous was hell hardy! How could someone of royal-descent be so stupid? He growled at his thoughts as he slunked in the alley he was sulking in. His red eyes flickering in the darkness. He had allowed such disrespect go on for far too long. He had failed once 34-years ago. This time, he would not let such things fail him. His emotionless expression was present, though in his mind there was a given devilish smirk.
Later in the midst of the evening sky, after such sulking and underhanded planning it was unsure... or evident how this Hedgehog X would strike and when. His figure if one would glance could be seen on the roof of one Church of Infinity building, the long tattered cape of the red-eyed hedgehog? could be vaguely made out. Well, for a second, anyway. As you would look away and return glance, the figure would be gone. Making think you were thinking such things. One could not be sure.
His feet fell upon with a thud, the breath drawing from his face, he took a look up upon the Castle Acorn, how much had they renovated it since Sheridan had blown holes inside out of the ancient structure on the attack of Robotropilis. He would smirk a bit if he could, the destruction of the castle would of hindered the reconstruction so much longer. Glad, it wasn't torn to shreds, himself.
As he approached the doors to the castle, one guard hindered him by speaking out. "Sir, the Lady of Acorn isn't seeing anyone at this time." he spoke out. 'Does he think I do not know this?' he would think. He'd take a step forward: "Well then, wouldn't you mind giving this to her then?" Hedgehog X chuckled handing over a round metallic ball to the guard, before half-turning his back.
The guard shuffled with confusion as he looked at it, and then at the figure. That is when a shard of light hit the figure's face, revealing a scratched and torn steel mask: a black emptiness and glaring red eyes. The guard would of jumped, if the ball in his hands hadn't risen from his hands, opening up and shoving a highly poisonous sickle from it's device into his throat. It removed itself in a instant before returning to Hedgehog X and rotating him.
"Good, Good. Have a expression of shock, as I enter the castle." he chuckled as he took another step, stepping on the guards skull as if it was a carpet. He looked up at the doors.
"It all begins now." he said.
He may of not had his mini-army anymore, but this was good enough. He could do it by himself.
OOC - Okay, feel free to infer your characters intro as if a casual day in town or what have you for development, or if you wish seeing Hedgehog X's murder of the guard at your own risk. As he is the main villain and all. Lets go at this in a pace, I mean I could have him just take the castle in one post: but I want to give someone interaction if they so wished it.
OOC: Working it out this is going to be in an interim period on my out timeline. One I'd like to work on.
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The slow, rhythmic beating of feet floated audibly in the air. The sound of another person walking up from behind him. They didn't run, nor stop, nor even fade or falter. The pace never deviated as it passed him, the second the man passed seemed to slow. As if father time himself wanted to suspend that moment to observe it more closely. The man, a fox of immense height, didn't look at him. Rather gave the corpse a passing gaze and continued his path toward the doors. He was intimidating, standing nearly six feet high the goliath towered of most mobian's. His Maroon overcoat seemed to give him a mysterious aura, his black under clothing adding to that effect; calculated for an as yet unknown reason. The only point that interested the guard's killer however, was the rather ornamental sword strapped to his waist.
A light snort escaped the mask, he was a little surprised he'd admit to see a species of alien origin that hadn't been to Mobius in over 20 years. He stifled a half chuckle as he crossed his arms at the being. "So, what brings the lovely Kydane to Mobius once again?" the voice was a little distorted, perhaps intentionally to distort the identity of the masked renegade, Hedgehog X. He wasn't intimidated at all, really. It wasn't like he came alone on this day, but regardless a godly being like himself would not fear even the most alien of beings.
Heh.
The man stopped, looking back casually, "I'd have to say... family business." He completed after a few moments of thought. He looked at the corpse again, "I'm actually looking for someone," He glanced back up at the man, "But it doesn't seem you're in a helpful mood."
"What makes you infer that the individual is inside that old ruined tower?" he breathed, his ears twitching as he heard the comment. "Well, I'm kind of doing work, I guess you could say." he stifled a chuckle, before casually walking up to the stairway, closer to the large double doors of the castle.
The fox made his own way towards the doors, not bothering to respond.
"Well, this is where I make my leave." he glanced at the Kydane before pushing the door open and disappearing into the dimmed main hall of the Castle Acorn, which most of the guards had slunk to the upper balcony overlooking the hall. They may of noticed the door open.... but they didn't see the figure enter, well... not Hedgehog X. Before he could advance on the large uptaking of the castle he had planned he had to take a little visit to the Stockades within the deep cellars of the Castle, so he need not dispose of other guards for a good while.... whatever the Kydane wanted to do, he had a chance to achieve.
Perhaps.
"Well?" The voice was a stark comparison to the surroundings. Bright and youthful words bubbling up behind the fox from a smaller individual that had appeared behind the fox, "We going in or not?"
"No." The fox said, suddenly stoic. "Miles wouldn't be here. And that man..."
"Bad news, huh, dad?"
"Deception, murderous intent, I'm sure Jennifer already sensed it. Lets get back to the transport, Henry, she'll be worried."
The light finally moved to illuminate the second voice. It was the size of an adult mobian, but lacked any features of the sort. Impish features, no fur, only a canine-like nose and ears that resembled certain breeds of floppy eared dogs to attest to it's non-human side. It's voice, mannerisms, and features were all those of a child... and the fox's, it seemed. The pair turned and walked back away from the loaming castle.
As the Kydane spoke amongst themselves, the masked hedgehog had managed to still go by undetected and reached a small corridor in which connected to the Stockades complex. He would of chuckled again if he didn't hear the titter tatter of footsteps throughout the near Stockades. Definitely not necessary for them to hear him, afterall. Hedgehog X took one light step as he stared through his 'iron mask' per ce to the complex. He saw it, throughout the small imprisonment complex: there was a good forte of two or three guards. Not very many. It put him back to his younger days, in the jungles of Cat Country. The seeping sweat of the jungle, and the thrill of the..... he shook his head, bitting a bit of his lip as he opened his eyes.
"You really need to figure out how to stop daydreaming." he thought to himself briefly.
He reached to his belt, retrieving a four-shot dartgun of sorts, filled to the brim with strong tranquilizers. He raised the gun and fired one consecutive shot into the nearest guard: the ammunition nailing him in the neck. He fell to the floor in a instant. The masked hedgehog slowly crept, while maintaining his darkness to get close to the body. Which he quickly holstered the dartgun, and retrieved a large-bladed combat knife and drove it across the throat in two consecutive slices. The 'enemy' being paralyzed made this completely easy. Not to mention, no others had noticed the guard had fell yet. Well, not until he thought that. Two guards immediately saw him, and reached for their handguns to deal with the trespasser: or more importantly... murderer. Hedgehog X chuckled as he jumped up in the narrow hall, before kicking off of a wall and driving his foot to his head. A large snapping sound soon followed as he brought his other foot around the neck and twisted it in a quick-following motion. Holy Hell, he could still do this stuff? He was impressed with himself. Must of been the adrenaline.
As the third and final guard rose, with his handgun pointed... he sighed. Did he really think he was going to kill him with what he just did to his buddy? Hedgehog X stifled another laugh as he doubletimed it to the guard: his knife still in hand.... well let's just say the third guard would be taken care of. The details of this were a bit too much. With this he turned to see levers next to each cell. How old, lever release for each cell. He looked into each cell, which was mostly all full with such local criminals and the ilk.
He was looking for not common criminals, but longtime War Criminals. Most likely such Criminals as Khane Fulitis, Kerry Wouldilino, Sxx Brul, and the like. Which he would spot in their individual cells, well off. He cleared his throat.
"Kerry, Sxx, Khane it seems you are still around and well in shape for your individual ages." Hedgehog X spoke, bringing them to interest.
"Eh?" Kerry mumbled as the 62-year old Sociopath of a Wolf came to his cell bars. "Hedgehog X? You're still alive? Heh." he grinned, the site of his longtime ally coming to break him out? "Let me guess.... your planning another coupe?"
"Oh My! How could you tell?" the Hedgehog placed a hand at his chest, as if offended in a mocking manner.
"Yeeeeeesss, someone is sent to frees us!" Sxx blathered as he interrupted on the conversation, if you could call it that.
Hedgehog X turned to Sxx, despite not knowing him he knew of his work. He chuckled at the Spider, "Please tell me, would you be interested in aiding me and Kerry in this whole overthrowing the Castle and whatnot?"
"Oh my yeeeeees! I am sick of this rotting cell where I can nooooooot do my work!" Sxx, the artist and assassin known by his work with Robotnik famously in the past.
"I assume Khane Thunderpaw is also offering his services to I?" Hedgehog X spoke in delight, a snort was a reply from behind him. "Well what do you think, Iron Hedgehog? It's not like theres a alternative choice in the matter." the Panther replied, taking a light sigh. "So, will you get on with it, so we can finish and have this place under control and fear or something by sometime this year?" Khane bantered in addition, followed by his own yawn. His voice was calm, but sarcastic: not very patient. Hedgehog X nodded. "I'm on it." in a good unison he opened their cells. "Oh, by the way... I acquired your 'trademarked' weaponary long before planning began. So you will not all be without arms."
The three war criminals just laughed with delight as Hedgehog X tossed over their weapons. For Khane: a lightweight Steel Quarterstaff, For Sxx: well nothing, Sxx preferred using his bare hands and for Kerry: a Assault Rifle with Scope, not really a preferred Sniper Rifle... but it was a Castle Interior, a Sniper wouldn't be too useful at this point. They all looked at each other.
"Viva la Resistance." Hedgehog X snorted.
They laughed.
(OOC: Dark world...dark, twisted world...calls for a dark character 
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They laughed...a raucious, cackling chuckle, echoing around the dark confines of the dungeon like the baying of Hyenas and causing even the most hardened of the criminals in the other cells to shiver and cringe in fear, covering their ears against the deafening, sinnister cry...
At the back of the dungeon, in the furthest cell on the right, something moved, stirring as though awakened from sleep. A dark shape rose in the shadow, turning to peer silently through the bars of the prison like a Snake preparing to strike on unsuspecting prey, the dull, dim light in the doldrums of the cavernous room gleaming on a cold, marbled ebony skin, black as night and hard as the stone it was resting on. For a long moment there was silence, then a noise echoed from the cell, a sharp click like the striking of bone on rock, the snapping of a limb...
A voice rang out over the band's revelries, cutting into their celebrations and causing them to go silent...a voice so icy and harsh it could have risen right from the unyielding prison wall itself, it's razor-sharp edge slicing through the still air like a knife and sending shivers down the spines of all who heard it. "Resistance..." The words were spoken slowly and deliberately, their pronunciation precise. "...a bold word in such close proximity to the seat of power. I wonder if it will perhaps mean a little more than last it was aired..."
OC: Welcome abroad, Wraith!
Hedgehog X would of smirked at the dark sense of mania he could sense from the back of the stockades' dungeon. He took a finger up to tell the others to stay put, as he managed to walk. "Indeed, perhaps the idiots shouldn't of yelled: but he couldn't expect much from Kerry as far as outbursts went. He approached the conniving dark figures cell with a half-smirk, "So, who may I have the pleasure of speaking to?" he managed.
This may of been interesting.
"You may know my name when I know you are worthy enough to hear it." came the responce in a callous tone as the creature in the cell shifted slightly...whatever it was, it was big. "I've heard the stories of your allies as they reminisced on dark nights about their pitiful, worthless exploits, and I am not impressed. It's no wonder so many of your team were captured. And yet now you seem intent on compounding your defeat by trying to start up your little 'Resistance' all over again." Again the dim light of the stockade glinted slightly on the hard ebony carrapice in the shadows as the creature moved. "What makes you think this attempt will be any different to your last?"
"Because I am wiser, and more intent than I was in my former.The exploits you heard by Kerry were mostly overexagerated and complied to make him feel better." he mentioned. "At that these three were never with my 'resistance' of sorts, these three served Ivonan Robotnik before his fall. War Criminals, if you will. My true companions have either died or gone into hiding that I haven't really found in my own years of hiding. My name is Hedgehog X, or the Hedgehog in the Iron Mask if you will, and how would you like to help me takeover this castle and then take most of the territory that I so rightly deserve?"
He half-chuckled maliciously.
"The terretory you deserve?" A dry laugh echoed around the cell, mirroring X's chuckle, although with a considerably darker tone. "Modesty is not one of your strong points I see. And as to your claim...only time will tell if you really are worthy to make that. I will assist you, if only to get out of this hellhole, however make no mistake, my dear Hedgehog, we are not allies. If at any point you cease being of use to me, I will have no qualms about removing you from my path."
The figure moved again, standing up from his position in the shadowy corner of the cell and stepping up to the gleaming metal bars between him and Hedgehog X, and as he came forward his form became more clearly visible, emerging from the darkness like a creature from the depths of hell...
He stood five and a half feet tall, exceptionally large for a Mobian, and as the gleaming light reflecting off his skin earlier had suggested, his entire body was covered in dark ebony armour, a solid bone exoskeleton covering his entire frame in an almost inpenetrable shield of hard shell. Six long, thin legs protruded from his sides, each tipped with a sharp spike that was plenty pointed enough to impale someone should he so choose, and before them his body rose to form a more Humanoid torso, with wide shoulders sporting powerful, muscular arms that ended in a pair of blade-sharp pincers that looked powerful enough to cut through most materials with ease. His head stuck out forward from his body, a smooth, curved dome of solid black bone, seemingly unbroken for featrues such as eyes and giving the impression that he had none at all. A set of sharp bone mandibles graced the front of his head, clicking together occasionally as he moved...the same clicking sound the group had heard before...and behind him, rising up in a smooth curve to sit a little way behind his shoulderblades, was a long, powerful tail, tipped with a deadly foot-long spike that seemed to twitch with a life of it's own as the figure moved.
"Good day to you." the figure murmured as he stared down at Hedgehog X with a sinnister, sadistic air. "My name is Serash."
Serash. Serash the Scorpion. The name was infamous throughout the entire city, even across the continent! The most deadly, most dangerous serial killer ever seen on Mobius, he had killed no less than eighty three people before he was finally caught! At least, those were the ones that could be proven. He was rumoured to be only twenty six years old, but his skill at killing, and evading capture, were renouned throughout society, so much so that many had called for his execution when he was finally caught some nine months ago. Wether from a mixup in the castle administration or a lack of conviction from the seat of power, however, this had apparently not happened, and he had seemingly been stuck down here ever since.
"You'll have to pull the lever for the door." he continued as he looked around at the bars holding him back. "These are solid Admantium. I would have cut myself free long ago otherwise." Yes, his strength was as well known as his crimes, his visious, powerful claws that could cut through almsot any material with relative ease, his muscular tail with it's store of deadly acidic venom that could kill in seconds...it was almost as though he had been born for the purpose of killing. "It'll be good to see something other than these boring four walls for a change..."
"Perhaps this quick surprise attack on the castle is going to take even less time than I thought." he chuckled as his hand touched against the lever, not really pushing against it at the time. His emotionless eyes looked to the scorpions. "..and I will have no qualms with eradicating you if you choose to attempt to strike me down, I am far more useful than you may think, Serash."
"Remember that." he added as he pushed the lever down. His metallic mask covering his true emotions. But there was a smirk under it all. A smirk. "What input do you have with the strike, I'd rather have advice for someone a bit younger and more witted than Kerry."
"I'm glad we have an understanding." Serash hissed as the bars caging him in swung back and he slowly stepped out of the cell, the sharp points and spikes of his body glinting in the twilight of the dungeon and adding to his shadowy, hellish appearence. "Securing the power base would naturally be the best way to attain control of the situation, and since we have the element of surprise on our side then a stealth strike would be the most effective. I don't know how skilled your band of misfits may be in that regard..." A slight pause as he looked around at the group of criminals, focusing particularly on Sxx. "...but I've had considerable practice in it myself during my time. I'm sure I could slip in unnoticed until our dear Queen is in our claws..."
"Then you should go deal with securing the power. I'll manage the others to do some other positioning as I keep at my goal and advance to the queens quarters. This coupe will not fail." the armored hedgehog, Hedgehog X said strongly. "Then plans can be put into place." he nodded. "Kerry, carefully and at a long pace: follow." he said to the aged wolf. He glanced to Khane. "You do the same as Kerry, to protect Kerry's own blindside. He's not a good at close range from what I recall." the panther only nodded to the command. "Sxx. Stick to the walls like your good at. Covering -my- blindside, if it dare presents that." with that he glanced towards the scorpion again. "The power being secured will be nice. We will move in 10 minutes if the power isn't coupled, is that enough time for you? I hope it's more than enough." he smirked under the iron mask.
He awaited the reply.
"Provided our dear Queen knows what is good for her, I can do it in five." Serash responded with another click of his bone mandibles. "I do hope you won't keep me waiting."
And with that he was gone at surprising speed, skittering across the stone floor to the passage back up to the rest of the castle with a lithe, dead silent gait despite his considerable size. He knew the rough layout of the castle interior from his bieng dragged around the place during his trial and imprisonment, so it shouldn't take him very long to find where the Queen was hiding and apprehend her. Even less time if he had help...
He emerged from the dungeons into one of the long stone corridors, and quickly raced down it's length to a junction at it's end. Left here, then right through the second archway. A small flight of stairs, then right again, and the Throne Room would be through the door on the right: the journey was etched on his memory like the pattern of acid on metal from his repeated traversing of it's length flanked by Acorn guards. He had always been a very observant figure - it came with the buisness - and even though at the time his outlook had seemed rather bleak, he had made sure to note down ever detail he could in his photographic memory for use on just such an occasion as this. Fortune had smiled upon him, it seemed. It was about time he got the recognition he deserved.
The Throne Room, it turned out, was empty...as he carefully peered round the stone wall, he saw the seat high up on it's pedistal empty, and Queen Acorn was not present. Not particularly surprising, as there was no reason to believe there was official buisness to rule on currently. This was where the help to find her would come in though, and even as he considered the thought, a figure stepped through one of the side doors into the main room, one of the Acorn guards going about some personal buisness of his own. Fortune had smiled once again - this would be absolutely perfect!
Slowly, as the guard stepped across the room past the doorway through which Serash was hidden, the scorpion moved, sliding into the large cathedral-like space and advancing swiftly behind the figure, an aged-looking grey fox with long whiskers on his lip. Suddenly a powerful arm wrapped itself around the guard's chest, dragging him backwards into the shadows in the corner of the room, and the gleaming black blade of a pincer pressed itself up against his neck, slitting the skin ever so slightly and drawing a droplet of blood. "Make a sound, and you die." Serash hissed venomously into the guard's ear. "Now, I need some information. Tell me where the Queen is right now...where I can find her, and how to get there. Speak quickly."
OOC: This looks interesting. But I can't use Reni, hmm? Ok...welll, I have enough other characters that aren't related in anyway to the FF's, so let's see what I can dredge up from my list of dormant characters...IC when I come up with something....
OC: Vi, I didn't exactly say you couldn't. But it takes some discussion to fit the individual. For example, please note the bolded:
Feel free to join with any character to your imagination. All I ask in exception, is please do not be a character that is of descendant of most canon characters ( Sonic, Sally, Miles, etc. ) if you would wish to argue this rule, please PM me and we'll see if we can work something out.
As you can see, it's not completely against the RPverse rules. Feel free to PM me if you want to include Vi and we can see the including of Reni, alright?
Hedgehog X sighed deeply. That was NOT what he meant by coupling hte power. The scorpion may of been fast and deadly, but when he meant power he meant the energy: the lights. Good thing he prepared for that beforehand. He went to a robotic wristguard and pushed open a panel and pressed a button which initiated a silenced EMP charge in the castle's personal power generator plant in a undisclosed location. With this achieved, the group moved out.
"Why is it that arachnids are so dim?" he muttered.
"Heeeeeeeyyyy that wasn't very nice." Sixx hissed.
The robotic helmet of Hedgehog X turned to Sixx who only chuckled. He knew it was a glare. "Alriiiiight, whateeeever. Lets go....." Sixx managed. Hedgehog X the nproceded to move onward, in very careful motions. It did not help the guard's position when the power decided to flicker before cutting out completely. But the old wolf was a vetran and wasn't going to back down, even if that. He spoke, bravely. "What makes you think I'm going to tell a assassin where the Queen is?" he growled lightly.
(OOC: I am SO sorry not to have gotten back to this before, however, my job saps my energy for RP. I WILL get back to this, hopefully soon...Oh and, I will think about whether I even WANT to bring Reni into this or not...some of my other characters DO need another chance, and Reni always seems to steal the show :P)
OC: Feel free to consider whatever, Vi. We are slowmoving. (which I don't mind.)
