Etlo Maxlance's role-play for everyone

[Etlo_Maxlance]

This topic is a lot like @Aislinn_Mollisong1's hero and any other good guy but on a different path (and story LOL) so who wants to start us out?

[Awesome_Lensfun1]

I head off to etlo’s, I need some gear that he might know of. I walk down no man’s landing. I hear voices of unexpected characters. I decide not to check it out. Just Incase there’s trouble.

[Xonos_Darkgrate1]

Hey, @Etlo_Maxlance. I didn't see a discussion topic for this one, so I'll ask my question here for now. (sorry if you were meaning to have people post somewhere else). I'm not really sure as to what I can post here because you and I haven't exactly had the best track record in terms of role-play. Is this an origin story or just some kind of side-story set in Aetherlight? Because really, if this is just a role-play for the same purpose of @Aislinn_Mollisong1's but with your name slapped on it; I'm pretty sure that counts as spam. "Reply"-topics or role-plays as I like to put them. @Hanna_Brassheart knows what I'm talking about.

[Etlo_Maxlance]

Fine go ahead and shut it down @Hanna_Brassheart or @Goku_Ironheart it's just I wanted to do a role-play a lot like it because I didn't know how to tie my ideas in to there story and I thought it would be a good idea for people just to add a story piece and have fun if you know what I mean please don't shut it down but if not do what you want

[Matt_Bonnetfolly1]

Count me out... I can barely keep track of all the other roleplays. Don't need another one to mess up the originals. (which I must say were the best)

[Awesome_Lensfun1]

Let Etlo have a chance. Hardly anyone has came in and joined. Who knows, that this could actually be something good. @Matt_Bonnetfolly1, are you saying Xonos’s fugitive roleplay was one of the best? Or @Jacoby_Elderfun1’s adventures too? Those were the first, and the originals. (as well as the other someone made)

We should let Etlo have a chance. The forum is already being spammed. Go check someone else’s topic and close their one. Imagine being on Etlo’s pespective, making a new topic, then being almost rejected, just because of spam.

[May_Otterview]

I don’t think it’s spam....
Hey @Etlo_Maxlance, what should the first storyline be? Exploring an underwater cavern... trying to find out where we can buy Pringles in Aethsia.... etc....

[Xonos_Darkgrate1]

I'm not saying that this is spam, or that it should be taken down. But if this is made solely for the purpose of just having @Aislinn_Mollisong1's role-play under a different name, that's spam. I just saying that this role-play has to be contribute something new to the abundance of stories we have, or at least have a general direction instead of just letting players write and run amok. That's all I'm saying.

[Aislinn_Mollisong1]

Well. I was excited to see this. @Xonos_Darkgrate1, this isn't a spam topic. EVERY roleplay back-in-the-day (meaning last year) was exactly like mine. (or, you know, exactly like yours.) I would love to see another old-fashioned everybody-in RP! Go, Etlo!

[Jane_Gogglerubble]

"So you're trying to make an ice hammer, but you need a poison detector mask to make it?" pondered Jane aloud.
Jefferson sighed, "Look, just--just don't question it, okay? It's all part of the design."
"Ohh-kay..." she mumbled as she looked around the seemingly innocent stand marked "Lukas' Lemonade."
"And you expect to find the plans for it here? It's just a lemonade stand," she took of sip from a cup, but immediately spat it out. "A bad lemonade stand."
"Well, yes, but not just any bad lemonade stand.." Jefferson pushed aside the simple structure to reveal a metal hatch door with a nail holding a strip of scarlet cloth beside it.
"Didn't see that coming," Jane quipped as Jefferson used a vial of Aether to make visible the paper nailed to the wall.
"The Scarlet Man uses the Aether to make known to us what others refuse to see," Jefferson explained. With a few, spaced-out knocks, the door opened to a metal-cladded individual.
"Et! Just the weapons specialist I need to see. I'm working on an ice hammer, and need to use one of Lukas' crafting tables. Mind if I come in?"
"Of course," Etlo responded, "but be quick. Those tin cans are everywhere." He gestured to a nearby automaton.
With that, the hatch door closed behind them and the shabby lemonade stand returned to its place.

[Awesome_Lensfun1]

I think a good story for this roleplay will be trying to get plans to a certain person before the empire does. So that we can’t stray too far off topic and make less off spam. We will add a limit of three - five replys per one - two hours for one person to make less spam, and to sum it up quickly. Add more limitations please if you like.

[Etlo_Maxlance]

Ok everyone the topic that you can chat about this is your thoughts about my story because it's not just about Etlo Maxlance's story so @Goku_Ironheart or @Hanna_Brassheart please move all of these posts and get rid of this one thanks!

[Cinnar_Ratchetloop]

Cinnar decided to walk through the Snowmoors. Blind-folded. Terrible idea, although, it wasn't hers. Someone dared her. If she made it through without getting hurt, attacked, or distracted, Etlo promised to giver her the 10 crocodile tears she needed.
Well. It was unusually slippery and foggy, and all she could hear was wind, her heartbeat, and some mechanical snakes nearby.
Walking like a mummy, her face was beginning to turn numb. "Why... did I decide... to do this..."
"Because obviously you NEED those crocodile tears."
"Yeah I know- AURGHHHHH! NO DISTRACTIONS!"
She ripped the blind fold off to see Etlo standing there.
"Really Etlo? Really?" Cinnar spat, her face like:
"I told you. No distractions. Well! Part of the contract was that if you got distracted, we played a game of chess. And if you won that game, you get only 5 crocodile tears."
Cinnar groaned. "Fine. However, you still owe me those 3 plsma globes."
"Later, C. Meet you at Lukas's. He's set up the game!"

[Jane_Gogglerubble]

Jane gazed in bewilderment at this strange hideaway behind the lemonade stand. As she followed Jefferson down the stairs, she noticed the eclectic collection of gadgets and gizmos. One in particular stood out in the center of the room. It was an almost gazebo-like contraption with a mechanical vane on top. Puffs of steam and flickers of electricity accompanied four spinning rods that encircled a center platform. Captivated with its mechanism, Jane stepped onto it. The rods suddenly spun faster around her, making her dizzy and nauseous. A hand reached out and pulled her from it. It was the hand of a stout old man, "Cams and crankshafts! You got to be careful where you step, young lady! That device could send you all the way to the Snowmoors!"
"Speaking of which," Etlo pulled out a watch, "Cinnar should have been here by now. Guess she doesn't want those crocodile--"
At that moment the metal hatch door swung open to a snow-covered individual. After a good amount of the snow was brushed off, Jane could distinguish a young woman with black hair, gray eyes, and a mask over her mouth that looked like that of a saber-toothed cat. She marched down the stairs, and sat at one of the crafting tables where a chess set had been laid out. However, it seemed to Jane that she was in no mood for a game.
Though as an Aethermatron he had no mouth, Jane was sure Etlo had smiled. He turned to Jefferson, "Cinnar promised me a match, so I can't help you right now; but feel free to use my tools. Just don't break anything, okay?"
Jefferson chuckled, "I won't."

[Cinnar_Ratchetloop]

"HaHA! Cheeeck mate!" Etlo shouted, pumping his fist into the air.
I rolled my eyes. "You haven't seen the best of me."
Etlo smirked. "By our contract, you have to blindfolded again."
"I know. I know. I'm not blind."
"Well! Better go off now!"
We both teleported to the Snowmoors, and Etlo blind folded me again. "If you make it through, you get 1 croc tear. Deal?"
"Fine," I sighed, crossing my arms. "Let the wandering begin."
I began trudging in the snow again, annoyed. Why am I doing this? I never was a really big fan of those pesky crocodiles anyway. And the snakes are worse. But their venom is-
"YAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" I fell into a huge hole.
"What the-" I took my blind-fold off to see the escape rope go up.
I just fell into Jefferson's hole.
And someone just made it impossible to escape.
Great.

[Cinnar_Ratchetloop]

(Sorry for a double post. .-.)
I'm switchting from 3rd POV and 1st POV simultaneously. Please don't mind.

[Jane_Gogglerubble]

Jane idled about as Jefferson went to work. Despite previously occupying herself by talking to the stout, old man (whom she later learned was the Lukas behind the lemonade stand), she was incredibly bored. Having just joined the Resistance, it's members hadn't allowed her any missions as of yet. Or at least the interesting ones, as she did get the routinely task of cleaning up the streets of Aethasia. Fun, she thought, but immediately chided herself. I'm helping the Resistance! Every little thing counts, and I should be grateful to do it. Yet she couldn't help but wonder when her moment would come. As she looked through the various books in the bookshelfs up on the little loft, she eyed one that was strangely out of place. The realization that this might be her ticket to adventure soon hit her. Perhaps this leads to some hidden doorway if I just pull..., and with a tug she yanked the book from its place. Suddenly--nothing. Nothing happened. Disappointed, she chided herself again and set the book back. She glanced over the railing at that strange gazebo-like machine that turned out to be a teleportation device. She remembered Cinnar and Etlo's chess game about an hour ago. Where did they go to again? Something about blindfolds? Jane pondered. Another realization suddenly slapped her in the face. "That device could send you all the way to the Snowmoors!" Lukas had said. Maybe...
Jane snuck down the few stairs from the loft. Jefferson was bent over his work and Lukas was inspecting his meters. She glanced at the teleporter. It would be too risky to try anything; the machine was noisy and would immediately alert everyone of what she was trying to do. What now? she thought.

[Gloria_Oldenpinner]

I walked into Lukas' Workshop and saw Jane dusting bookshelves.
"Hi Jane!" I say.
"Hi!'' she runs down, duster in hand.
"Can you help me with something?''
''Absolutely!"
"Great! OK, so @Etlo_Maxlance beat @Cinnar_Ratchetloop in chess again.''
"I saw.''
"Ever since that ridiculous dare this morning to walk the Snow Moors blindfolded, she's been missing! Etlo's looking, but we need more help.''
"Can we take the teleport thing?'' Jane eyes were alight with excitement.
"Sure!''
With that, we got on the Aetherstep and teleported to the Snow Moors, off to find Cinnar.

[Jane_Gogglerubble]

"Oh! Ok, that--that twisted my organs a little," Jane quipped as she staggered from the teleporter. Gloria led the search, as this had been Jane's first time in the frozen wonderland. However, despite Jefferson's best efforts, the snow had begun to melt due to the fog. If nothing more was done soon, there would be no more snow left. How sad, Jane thought as she looked at the land's cold beauty.

Without warning, a giant scorpion leapt in their way. "AH!" Jane shrieked, "Aren't those things supposed to be in the desert?"

"Not these," Gloria answered, "they're one of Lucky's automatons." She whipped out her ice hammer. Following suit, I took my water rifle and soaked the creature. Gloria struck it with the hammer, and the scorpion quickly broke down.

We continued our search, calling out "Cinnar!" until a voice in the distance called out "It's Etlo, over here!"

[Emily_Purplebottle]

Why am I in the snowmoors?
I was confused. I didn’t often lose fights with crocodiles. But today I did. I must have gotten hit in the head when he defeated me. I looked around as I rubbed my arm. “Hello?” My voice echoed through the snowy wonderland. HELLO HELlo hello...
I picked up my ice hammer. Put my water pistols in my belt. And hung my ice cane on a string behind my cape. I started walking when I heard something. Someone.
“Cinnar!”
I started to run toward the voice. Then I heard it agin.
“It’s Etlo over here!”
I dashed toward them. Soon I saw Jane and Gloria, but where was Etlo?