I have three different Ideas for a starcraft rp but need some help deciding on which or rather which is your prefered race to go with. Yes I have an idea for zerg so don't be hesitent. So Zerg, Terran or Protoss lets hear it.
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Dawnon Aeris
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I would like to go either way, why dont you tell me your ideas for either race and help me decide
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Obvious. Terran. Because I'M TERRAN UP THE NIGHT.
Terran or protoss. Brings the war to a personal level for the player the zerg are pack creatures after all. If this gets off the ground, much interest. I'd love to play a ghost. >3
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Alright Terran it is. I will get the idea up tomorrow for discussion.
If you're going to be playing as Terran, I can offer my services as a Cerebrate. It'll give you something to fight against, and could make the plot more interesting.
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Ok then reaper it is or protoss zealot
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Wolfsrose I don't object to just shoot me your ideas on how you would go about it.
I'm inclined to go for a mercenary group employed by Raynor after the fall of Korhal to hunt down renegade zerg groups (Cerebrates or Broodmothers don't matter), and when the time comes call in for protoss reinforcements to take out the leader. Though as they get further along things start getting complicated. To what extent is debatable.
I'm inclined to go for a mercenary group employed by Raynor after the fall of Korhal to hunt down renegade zerg groups (Cerebrates or Broodmothers don't matter), and when the time comes call in for protoss reinforcements to take out the leader. Though as they get further along things start getting complicated. To what extent is debatable.
Warrior in the Shadows The Unknown One
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I'm thinking I'm gonna be a Marauder or Marine.
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Anything applicable for the exception of a bc for obvious reasons but try and keep it small.
Most agreeable, Enigma. The StarCraft universe is just as much politically driven as the battles. ( Books anyone?) I've tried to make one of these in the past and they always fell flat because people focus so much on the battles and nothing on the people and politics to make the story.
On your word I'll start my character, I've been waiting to use her for quite sometime. =)
On your word I'll start my character, I've been waiting to use her for quite sometime. =)
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Wolf send me a pm on your thinking of being the antagonist. Good ahead and work on a sheet, but I'm think more a diary log and a picture for a sheet. Giving a bit more insight into the characters
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Innovative Engimas said
Anything applicable for the exception of a bc for obvious reasons but try and keep it small.
You can always just restrict everyone to being infantry or biological units. The biggest coolest thing we can be could always be the Hellbat or the Hellion.
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Wolfsrose I don't object to just shoot me your ideas on how you would go about it.I'm inclined to go for a mercenary group employed by Raynor after the fall of Korhal to hunt down renegade zerg groups
I'm assuming this means the second fall where Mengsk is killed?
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Yes. So meaning your a ghost you could be out of work and a new recruit. Mine will be up tomorrow.
I've sent you the PM.
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Alaric Grave
Age: 33
Specialist: Reaper
Story: Alaric was recruited from the ranks of the grunts when it became apparent he wasn't the kind of guy who liked to stand still for long. He was given a test run with some more veteran hunters and passed with flying colours in eliminating a roving hydralisk pack on Tarconis
Age: 33
Specialist: Reaper
Story: Alaric was recruited from the ranks of the grunts when it became apparent he wasn't the kind of guy who liked to stand still for long. He was given a test run with some more veteran hunters and passed with flying colours in eliminating a roving hydralisk pack on Tarconis
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I will give you an example if the type cs when i get off work
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he he i know its short..but its starcraft..
A diary-type sheet as per request. Please let me know if there is anything I should change. I have based her heavily off the books.
April, 2505
It has only been three days since Emperor Mengsk was felled by an attack on Augustgrad. The combined forces of the Zerg and Raynor's Raider's was too much for us to handle.
With Mengsk's fall all his dirty secrets were exposed, his lies, his deceit, and his disregard for the life of his soldiers. It all came to light. Frankly, we were sickened that we were all so expendable to him. His involvement in making the Queen of Blades was one I personally cannot forgive. The issue strikes too close to home. Yet, before now, I, like most of my fellow operatives, had no choice in the matter. Now, we are free. Free from the grasp of the tyrant.
My name is Venus Foresythe. I was once a ghost operative in the Terran Dominion. However, with the fall of the Emperor I have been allowed to see the injustice I, and my fellow operatives have endured. Ghosts, are you are surely well aware are a rare breed of human born with psionic powers. Upon being discovered they are pressed into military service by law. No age is too young. To ensure compliance and for the safety of the none psionic around us we have had psi inhibitors placed at the base of our brains. Apparently without this devices a rogue ghost can unleash powerful burst of psionic energy causing brain hemorrhaging to their targets, death is instant. Countless other powers have been uncovered that are now gone due to these devices, but more importantly, is our free will that suffers.
My life used to hang on the press of a single button at the Emperor's command myself, or any of my brethren would be put to death, our brains fried. No trial, no jury.
We are subject to memory wipes after every mission. This apparently was a tool to keep our completed missions confidential. However, not only is the mission erased, but all family, friends, and loved ones. It is as if they never existed at all.
All this I have learned in only the passed few days after the fall of the Emperor. It explains so much. The truth has become too much to bear. The Dominion is something I can no longer serve, and with the controls to my inhibitor destroyed and no longer subject to wipes, I am finally free to make that decision for myself. The first in only God knows how long.
Still, I have no other skills. All I know is how to be an operative. I wish I could just go home, do whatever it is there, but as far as I know, it never existed at all. This predicament has proved to be a common one among my brethren. Many have chosen to align themselves with Raynor with the hope of at least a somewhat brighter tomorrow. I feel I have no choice but to throw in my lot as well.
Still... I wish I could at least find home. Just to see what it was like.
Venus A Foresythe
April, 2505
It has only been three days since Emperor Mengsk was felled by an attack on Augustgrad. The combined forces of the Zerg and Raynor's Raider's was too much for us to handle.
With Mengsk's fall all his dirty secrets were exposed, his lies, his deceit, and his disregard for the life of his soldiers. It all came to light. Frankly, we were sickened that we were all so expendable to him. His involvement in making the Queen of Blades was one I personally cannot forgive. The issue strikes too close to home. Yet, before now, I, like most of my fellow operatives, had no choice in the matter. Now, we are free. Free from the grasp of the tyrant.
My name is Venus Foresythe. I was once a ghost operative in the Terran Dominion. However, with the fall of the Emperor I have been allowed to see the injustice I, and my fellow operatives have endured. Ghosts, are you are surely well aware are a rare breed of human born with psionic powers. Upon being discovered they are pressed into military service by law. No age is too young. To ensure compliance and for the safety of the none psionic around us we have had psi inhibitors placed at the base of our brains. Apparently without this devices a rogue ghost can unleash powerful burst of psionic energy causing brain hemorrhaging to their targets, death is instant. Countless other powers have been uncovered that are now gone due to these devices, but more importantly, is our free will that suffers.
My life used to hang on the press of a single button at the Emperor's command myself, or any of my brethren would be put to death, our brains fried. No trial, no jury.
We are subject to memory wipes after every mission. This apparently was a tool to keep our completed missions confidential. However, not only is the mission erased, but all family, friends, and loved ones. It is as if they never existed at all.
All this I have learned in only the passed few days after the fall of the Emperor. It explains so much. The truth has become too much to bear. The Dominion is something I can no longer serve, and with the controls to my inhibitor destroyed and no longer subject to wipes, I am finally free to make that decision for myself. The first in only God knows how long.
Still, I have no other skills. All I know is how to be an operative. I wish I could just go home, do whatever it is there, but as far as I know, it never existed at all. This predicament has proved to be a common one among my brethren. Many have chosen to align themselves with Raynor with the hope of at least a somewhat brighter tomorrow. I feel I have no choice but to throw in my lot as well.
Still... I wish I could at least find home. Just to see what it was like.
Venus A Foresythe
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