User:Jamo012
From SpiralKnights
Jamoo
Jamoo History
When i first touched down on cradle, i had no idea what to do, where to go, this and that...blah de blah de blah...
But after making some friends, I began to understand the purpose of the mission, and began to contribute.
After gaining my full 2 star skelly set, I logged on the very next day to find that all I had left was my Mining Hat (bleh...)
I had been hacked! (The horror :( )
Frustrated and confused, I began to regain my confidence in the game, and upon learning from one of my friends, I purchased the gunslinger set!
But as it may be said, I have been through my fair share of Swords!
I began with a Calibur, I thought a perfect sword to start a new beggining, but soon i was doubtful about the power of the Tempered Calibur, so using at that was left of my crowns, I purchased a Striker!
But seeing that the sword was not at all good, I used up my jelly gems to obtain a Sealed Sword, on reccomendation from my guild master (AFK) Irevolutioni.
Having crafted my Avenger, I now seek a Divine Avenger recipe, wish me luck!
Notable Achievements
Hit second place twice on the Lockdown global table (I will beat you Badworm...)
Completed Lord Vanaduke Run with Guild Officer at the time (AFK), Pvpmirage, using only 3 star gear =)
Guilds
Starting the game, I did not understand the main purpose of a Guild, but began to obtain little knowledge.
I started off with a guild named 'Soul Eaters', ( I have never mentioned this guild up until this point =P) but realizing the stubbornness of the guild, left almost immediately, much to the frustration of the Guild Master.
I then joined the well-known guild named Impervious, realizing that they were a great guild, but had fallen out with a guild veteran at that time ( this person has now left), so decided to leave the guild in order to better myself.
Next, I found a guild going by the name of 'teamfortress' (no doubt in reference to the game itself) and spent a lot of time there, gaining an officer status and good recognition with the guild founder.
All was going well, and it couldnt be better when i refused to give up on the firestorm citadel with 2/3 star gear.
In recognition of my 'courage' and 'stamina' ( I would call it stubbornness) , a guild master promoted me up to Guild master status!
But when I logged next morning, I was shocked to find that the founder of the guild name (How did he 'found' the name, is there no such thing as copyright?) had demoted me, because he didn't 'like' me.
That is when I realized that this guild was as rubbish as 'Soul Eaters', and along with a guild master at the time (expertskey), we left the guild in protest.
Expertskey claimed he would find another guild (or if needed found his own), so i did the same, and went around searching for another guild.
I came across a guild going by the name 'AFK', and thought 'this could be my chance!', and got in contact with an officer, 'Sappen'.
Accepted into the guild without question (Which i learned was a top priority in the guild, to be interviewed), I began to make new friends in the likes of, 'mightyputty', and 'furtive'.
Seeking new heights in the guild, I came to mightputty and another guild member ultimatespirit with the idea of both a youtube channel and webiste for the guild, the idea being praised within seconds!
The website was the first to be launched, made and operated by ultimatespirit with skill. The youtube channel took about a week, as the guild had to decide who was going to film the videos, and with nothing better to do, I volunteered for the videos.
The youtube channel had its first video uploaded two days after its launch, a jelly king run in 12 seconds (mightyputty claims it to be 15 =P)
The guild soon got involved with the LOL tournament, a tournament set up by lhykos of impervious to add the fun into pvp lockdown!
After our first few matches of lockdown, mightyputty and irevolutioni decided to form a makeover of the entire guild, one step at a time!
After the makeover was finished, i found myself in a veteran status, looking to find a way to prove to guild masters that i was ready to become an officer...
My Equips!
Short Stories
A soft breeze rippling through the air, a foul stench of poison and contamination. The black shadow peering through the tree's literally playing with it's food. Spotting the beast peeking through the branches, I swiftly took out my firotech alchemer MK II, and without fail in aim, opened fire. The beast disappeared almost instantly, vanishing through the air. My party members staring forward at the lair- the lair of the Snarbolax. The Snarbolax, bringing fear in its wake, a wave of darkness in the gloaming wildwoods. Entering the beast's home, we prepared our weapons, and it apeared. Black shadows cast everywhere it stood, not a shred of light anywhere close to it. Whipping out my striker, I charged forward, attacking with all my might. But alas! The swift attacks from my sword could do no damage to the beast, not penetrating its thick hide. Near enough we noticed something that tech knights had placed within the lair, a bell that would stun any enemy near it, this could be our only hope. Getting my shield in place, I shuffled towards the bell, while my fellow comrades distracted the beast. They lured it towards the bell and, with speed of a barbarous thorn blade. i hit it with all my might. The Snarbolax instantly becoming a strange yellow colour, we all attacked at once, and finally, we slayed the beast.
Recording: As Spiral HQ is not yet fully operational and most systems are offline, these personal recordings will have to suffice as a record of our expedition until HQ can establish an Uplink system with squads in the field. The clockworks are both fascinating and horrifying. Within a seemingly impossible machine all manners of alien worlds exist within the giant globes that endlessly churn through every floor. What purpose do they serve? And from where did these worlds come from?
Before the crash the Skylark performed a partial scan of Cradle's surface that revealed what appeared to be a landscape composed of enormous parches of disparate terrain. The Clockworks are a manufactured place, perhaps the worlds they contain are harvested from the terrain above. But how?We sprinted up the long pathway, a sound of clogging machinery, and the grinding of the the construct all around us, but this is what we should expect of the clockworks, and we were not sure what was coming for us. Whipping out our weapons, we had found out earlier this same day that this was a trap set up by the gremlins, a fearsome hoard of intelligent warriors, they very last tribe you would want to face if travelling alone. As we entered what seemed to be an arena, a horn sounded, and flashing lights rang around our ears. Now I am very familiar with gun puppies, and what I saw rising upon both sides of the arena seemed strangely familiar to the appearance of most gun puppies, except for the fact that these two are 10 times larger! Striking them over and over with my silversix, yet failing to cause any damage! Then I realized that the only way to defeat this terrible twosome was for them to destroy each other! Lifting switches up and down to let their deadly missiles through, each time scoring massive damgage, then they began to shoot out laser beams, dodging all 8 beams, i saw that their defenses had been shut down, and using all the power left in me, reduced them to spare parts.
Recording: We narrowly evaded a gremlin trap today. Ambushed on a platform above a pit of molten slag, we had to hold our own against a horde of the snarling beasts as we dodged incoming rocket fire from above. Fun stuff. Grantz took the full blast of a rocket twice, reacting only with a stagger as if he had discovered a stone in his boot. Sometimes I think that beneath his iron suit is a body of equally heavy iron. It wouldn't surprise me. Parma has been hard on herself, saying that she should have scouted the trap. But how can you scout that is ever in flux? How can you be sure that the path ahead is still safe if you can never be sure it's still even there? This is a world designed to confuse its travellers. It wants to trap and destroy them. I'm starting to think it's like a cat, toying with its prey before delivering the final blow.
I hate cats.Entering through the sweet-smelling start pad, I has faced many monsters here in the clockworks, but none such as this! The Jelly had been our enemy ever since we first arrived into the clockworks, setting out to kill every last knight on cradle. But, as that is their plan for us, sadly ,we much do the same to them, and that starts with the King. The great Jelly King rose up from the ground, launching minuscule jellies out at every angle, attacking with all our might, scoring a lot of damage to the Royal Jelly. Turning a angry red colour, he began circling his throne room, striking anyone, whether it friend or foe. Noticing instantly that his crown was cracked, one of our team leaps up and strikes it in two. That was the very thing the the Royal One did not like, and struck the young knight down in a single hit, but saying that, it may have been anger that had killed the King, exploding in his own might.
Recording: Someone out there has it in for me. While in recon training I was routinely frustrated by the limits of the training simulations- I knew they were not real. I craved the open air, soil beneath my feet and the wind. I wanted the challenge only the wild can offer. The Skylark crash was horrible, and the resulting situation even worse. But when Captain Ozlo selected me for this squad I was excited- there is no greater wild than what this planet offered. Is that wrong? But then as we stepped off of that first elevator platform and sunlight warmed our faces it began to sink in: the grinding of gears, the buzzing of enormous lights, the smell of smoke and the steam-filled air... the wild we had stepped into was not real. It was another simulation.
More ironic still is how little of my training actually applies now. This world is crazy, the terrain changes constantly. I think this squad would have been better off with another guardian instead of me. At least then they would be better prepared to fight whatever they didn't see coming.We stepped through the once-thriving ashes of almire, careful to avoid the cursed fire which lay at our feet. Lord Vanaduke himself, standing tall over his burning kingdom, lurking around the lost souls of the people who once served him. He turned around, desperate to see who dared to breach his citadel's defenses. Charging forward, we found it no problem to attack him, as he just tood there, occasionally turning and changing direction, but when he caught eye of a knight shooting him with an argent peacemaker, he lifted his hammer high into the air, and brought it down with thunderous power! We never saw the knight again. He retreated to the back of the arena, and to our profound astonishment, his mask coming off his face, attacking it with all the strength left in me, we brought it back to his body. But now he meant buisness, as he had spheres of fire circling around his body. After hours of effort, he stopped breathing, and with one last gasp, fell, to the ground.
Recording: We have seen so many worlds on this mission, but none such as this. This burning citadel is not some construction of gremlin design. This is a real place, some kind of shell of a former empire. There is great sorrow here, something unlike anything I have felt before. Legions of shambling dead have attacked us here, relentless in their defense of this place. Their broken, burnt frames crumbling and rising once more, ready for another battle. And just as they refuse to fall, so does the burning ruin around them. It is almost as if this whole realm is trapped in a single moment from some forgotten time, never changing, never allowing itself to finally turn to ash. You can feel it in the smoldering air—an eternal will holding this place together, never allowing its inhabitants to rest. No creature deserves such a fate, it is beyond my understanding.
I wish to leave this place soon. I only hope that our doing so will provide some peace to the souls that dwell here.{{showhide|The Gremlin Seige|content = Clockworks. A word of great meaning for the gremlins. They are said to have created this world, but we doubt that. How did they have the power t create such a wonder? We will never know. But there is one more gremlin worthy of a visit. The King of the Gremlins- King Tinikizar. He is the leader of the feared tribe we have set out to destroy for so long, and we realized that if we were to destroy the ultimate leader of the Gremlins, they would give up all hope. This is our last chance. We set out over the land, but as we progressed through, more and more gremlins came to our attention. We later learned of a fearless band of Gremlins known as the crimson order, an impenetrable legion of Gremlins who alone come in contact with the great King. We soon realized that the crimson order would do anything in their power, risk every single part of their life, to protect their king. Entering the Gremlin fortress simply known as 'the clockworks', we immediately found ourselves surrounded by a swarm of gremlins. However, we are a strong legion, and were not prepared to give up for a band of 20 gremlins. Using the strength we had gained over the years, we destroyed every last gremlin in sight. But of course we had gained several losses at the expense of killing those gremlins, but despite that, we soldiered on. We soon came in contact with the crimson order, and they ordered us to turn back, and return to haven, but we refused. Relentlessly, they attacked, we we soon learned why they had such a profound reputation. They were the toughest battle I have every encountered, but with honor and power, we were victorious. Entering the throne room, the great king bellowed at us to leave, but we stood strong. Furious and insulted, not familiar with creatures failing to obey his commands, he struck down with the largest hammer I had ever seen, striking the ground with enormous power. Knights lying dead everywhere, it seemed hopeless, but there was still that group who were determined to not give up, striking over and over again. However the Great King seemed to have invincible defenses, but I spoke too soon. With a resounding crash, his defenses breached, we finished the King of the Gremlins, and with hope the entire of the Gremlin army, after so many years of war...
