Sorry for the delay fellas. I'm almost finished with my post.
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Hello there,
I am AmongHeroes, and I'm happy you're here. I am an experienced roleplayer, writer, and fantastical creator.
♠ - I am an adult in my 30's. As such, I prefer to write with other adults.
♠ - Though I am capable of embodying many varied characters, in 1 x 1 settings I prefer writing as a heterosexual male with a generally dominant/masculine aura.
♠ - Genres I enjoy range from low & high fantasy, sci-fi, horror, gothic, romance, dark romance and noir.
♠ - Adult themes are welcome including violence, sexual encounters, etc.
Do feel free to reach out to me for partnership inquiries or for friendly interaction. I look forward to seeing you 𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑒𝑠 we create.
I am made from the stardust of Her heart. Linked beyond time and moons and stars, in every life a soul fitted indelibly to a universe woven in the shape of Her claim.
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Should have a post up in a few hours.
"Please use only as directed. Contact your superior officer for sustained battles of longer than 4 hours."
I can hear the commercial now..."Mobile suits: the guaranteed solution for natural male enhancement."
Can't blame an old soldier for trying haha
Doing well. Happy to see the RP moving forward :).
@Terminal Would it be possible for me to go ahead and post again? The relative time difference might be a little off with the other players, but it could set groundwork for future interaction.
How's everyone doing today? Good I hope.
Laytn nodded empathetically to Milo, and the man’s mention of returning to space.
“Glad to hear it. It could always be worse, I suppose.” Opening his hands to include Lt. Gordon, he continued with a wry grin, “At this rate, though, I think I’ll be returning half of Earth’s sand to Side 3 in the pockets of my uniform.”
Looking down the row of Samson’s, Laytn could see Commander McKnight approaching. From amidst his fellow lieutenants, he tossed the man a perfunctory salute and a smirk.
“Milo’s right, sir,” Laytn said to the ranking officer, “Josh and I are really nothing more than walking pergolas at this point. It’s an honorary title.”
Laytn adjusted the boonie hat on his head, wiping away the drips of sweat that were already gathering at his brow, and the tip of his nose. The heat was oppressive, even if it was a “dry heat.” That description, a common phrase among Feds as he understood it, was a nonsensical expression to Laytn—the heat was uncomfortable, regardless of the relative humidity.
Following Milo’s gaze, Laytn looked to the Zaku tank that was now assisting the mechanics with the tire change. As the hulking half-mobile suit, half-tank lifted the Samnson off of the sand, Laytn was surprised to realize that this was the day’s third flat tire. Tire trouble had been a part of the entire Zeon operation on Earth, but today did seem unique in its confluence of bad luck. Laytn let out a thoughtful “hmmm” in reply to Milo’s notion of the Earth itself conspiring against them. Coincidence did not sit well with him.
Turning back to face his three companions, Laytn placed his hands upon his hips. “Three in a day is out of the ordinary. It’s probably nothing, but it might not hurt to take a more thorough look around.”
Looking to Commander McKnight, Laytn lifted an inquisitive brow, though his words were for all his comrades. “It might not be a bad idea to fire up Old Crow, and give the area a quick scan. Set up an overwatch even?”
“Glad to hear it. It could always be worse, I suppose.” Opening his hands to include Lt. Gordon, he continued with a wry grin, “At this rate, though, I think I’ll be returning half of Earth’s sand to Side 3 in the pockets of my uniform.”
Looking down the row of Samson’s, Laytn could see Commander McKnight approaching. From amidst his fellow lieutenants, he tossed the man a perfunctory salute and a smirk.
“Milo’s right, sir,” Laytn said to the ranking officer, “Josh and I are really nothing more than walking pergolas at this point. It’s an honorary title.”
Laytn adjusted the boonie hat on his head, wiping away the drips of sweat that were already gathering at his brow, and the tip of his nose. The heat was oppressive, even if it was a “dry heat.” That description, a common phrase among Feds as he understood it, was a nonsensical expression to Laytn—the heat was uncomfortable, regardless of the relative humidity.
Following Milo’s gaze, Laytn looked to the Zaku tank that was now assisting the mechanics with the tire change. As the hulking half-mobile suit, half-tank lifted the Samnson off of the sand, Laytn was surprised to realize that this was the day’s third flat tire. Tire trouble had been a part of the entire Zeon operation on Earth, but today did seem unique in its confluence of bad luck. Laytn let out a thoughtful “hmmm” in reply to Milo’s notion of the Earth itself conspiring against them. Coincidence did not sit well with him.
Turning back to face his three companions, Laytn placed his hands upon his hips. “Three in a day is out of the ordinary. It’s probably nothing, but it might not hurt to take a more thorough look around.”
Looking to Commander McKnight, Laytn lifted an inquisitive brow, though his words were for all his comrades. “It might not be a bad idea to fire up Old Crow, and give the area a quick scan. Set up an overwatch even?”
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