@Bright_Ops
Now who's bull-headed.
Now who's bull-headed.
Andreyich
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AS THOUGH A THOUSAND MOUTHS CRY OUT IN PAIN
STATUS: me wanting to play out shit from a setting from around 2010 that only europeans know... 2 mos ago
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me wanting to play out shit from a setting from around 2010 that only europeans know...
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what did he mean by this
6 mos ago
the issue is them king your thread was great (i didnt read it)
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1 yr ago
no fucking way
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1 yr ago
while tru, quantity != quality, the fact is there's enough good writers out there with diverse enough interests to fit most niches apart from the unrealistically specific i.e. kitten beheading RP
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About me:
Where do I begin. I'm from Belarus, and fairly proud of it. I've been RPing about a decade starting mostly with chat stuff and some LARPs/reenactments, doing the stuff of this site for maybe half a decade now. I'm a former serviceman, and while I was conscripted I make sure to stay in related circles. As a day job I'm a programmer letting me usually work from home even when we don't have coronavirus forcing us to do so and thus I got a lot of time for RP.
About me:
Where do I begin. I'm from Belarus, and fairly proud of it. I've been RPing about a decade starting mostly with chat stuff and some LARPs/reenactments, doing the stuff of this site for maybe half a decade now. I'm a former serviceman, and while I was conscripted I make sure to stay in related circles. As a day job I'm a programmer letting me usually work from home even when we don't have coronavirus forcing us to do so and thus I got a lot of time for RP.
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It's A Wonderful Life! An Imperial Guard (40K) RP [Reboot/Continuation] [MATURE]
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
Yer asking for a beating
@LadyRunic
They wouldn't mind!
They wouldn't mind!
Ahh shit a Red Hunter was taken already. May I have a Bon'ead Ogryn bodyguard then?
@Dannyrulx
SoonTM
SoonTM
The Dwarf trodded along quietly until they came to a halt. He sat on his shield, smoking his pipe, looking thoughtfully into the sky. He smelled the smell of home, and groaned as he saw who was drinking the Dwarven ambrosia. A knife-eared bastard, someone who couldn't appreciate wonder like that. A member of a race that had a life-span endless, yet by feeble minds and bodies had life expectancy shorter than goblins. He grumbled a little under his breath, stroking his beard.
He quickly strolled around to see what was up for grabs and subsequently ate it; he kept his own food for later. When he returned to sitting on his shield he looked to the few Dwarfs in the caravan, a series of nods starting between them.
One pulled out a flute, then another a horn, and so Oid stood up with his shield and grabbed his pickaxe in one hand, and started banging it for a beat.
'Let's have a song, with a fancy rhyme!'
'Very well, but what's the time?'
'Four-four, for this wonderful song.'
'Aye, we'll need it, 'tis a journey long!'
Oid grinned happily, and kept along with the 4/4 time they had decided upon, providing the last line.
'Speed it up! The journey will seem faster!'
'What, with such a wazzock of a caravan master?'
'Oh sod him, he's a bastard both large and at large!'
'Bah! We can take him down if we need, all his sods have got is sword and targe!'
'Let's have a song, with a fancy rhyme!'
'To keep our spirits up, going through this muck and grime!'
'We've got a shield, a Dwarven one's better than a gong!'
'Aye, we'll need it, 'tis a journey long!'
'A toast, a toast! To our health and coin!'
'Aye, we'll be great just like Thorin's Oin and Gloin!'
'We'll make it to the end, do not be fashed!'
''n' if we do nay, well runts'll have been smashed!'
'Let's have a song with a fancy rhyme!'
'Bugger them asking for sleep, singing's not a crime!'
'The night is still young, we're singing strong!'
'Aye we need it, 'tis a journey long!'
He quickly strolled around to see what was up for grabs and subsequently ate it; he kept his own food for later. When he returned to sitting on his shield he looked to the few Dwarfs in the caravan, a series of nods starting between them.
One pulled out a flute, then another a horn, and so Oid stood up with his shield and grabbed his pickaxe in one hand, and started banging it for a beat.
'Let's have a song, with a fancy rhyme!'
'Very well, but what's the time?'
'Four-four, for this wonderful song.'
'Aye, we'll need it, 'tis a journey long!'
Oid grinned happily, and kept along with the 4/4 time they had decided upon, providing the last line.
'Speed it up! The journey will seem faster!'
'What, with such a wazzock of a caravan master?'
'Oh sod him, he's a bastard both large and at large!'
'Bah! We can take him down if we need, all his sods have got is sword and targe!'
'Let's have a song, with a fancy rhyme!'
'To keep our spirits up, going through this muck and grime!'
'We've got a shield, a Dwarven one's better than a gong!'
'Aye, we'll need it, 'tis a journey long!'
'A toast, a toast! To our health and coin!'
'Aye, we'll be great just like Thorin's Oin and Gloin!'
'We'll make it to the end, do not be fashed!'
''n' if we do nay, well runts'll have been smashed!'
'Let's have a song with a fancy rhyme!'
'Bugger them asking for sleep, singing's not a crime!'
'The night is still young, we're singing strong!'
'Aye we need it, 'tis a journey long!'
Alright I'm going to try and write a song for this post.
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Jbcool
Okay, heavy stubber. Preferably a gatling gun style one but any pattern works.
Okay, heavy stubber. Preferably a gatling gun style one but any pattern works.
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10 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
@Jbcool
For now, a shotgun plox.
For now, a shotgun plox.
WIP
Name: Conan Semloh
Homeworld: Chrysis, the home of the Knight House Krast. He hailed from the lower echelons of the planet, trying to make themselves known by serving the resident Knights as best they could.
Age: 39
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He is precisely 6 feet tall, possessing scraggly sideburns connecting to a mustache, and short straight black hair. His eyes are an unimpressive brown. He is of moderate build, not particularly muscular, fat or skinny. He has a skin colour of a person of European descent yet somewhat sun-kissed. He has no tattoos large scars or markings except for some long ones recieved from lashings in his early years, and a few marks from a shotgun blast to his shoulder. His teeth are divided perfectly into his left ordinary ones and his right side's plasteel prosthetics. While a few are due to teeth being lost naturally, most are there to help him disguise himself among the lower hivers. He has strong features except for a weak chin. He will often change his appearance to suit a disguise, not afraid of even facial surgery.
Role: Investigator
Uniform: He will rarely wear the Carapace of the Adeptus Arbites unless it's unspoken authority is required, or when massive riots require all those available. However he attached very thin plasteel sheets all over it to give it a Feudal and ceremonial look, providing very little advantages or disadvantages when brought into combat. He rarely wears his helmet even in fights, although of course with a grumble he straps it on in the presence of a sniper.
Expertise: He is an excellent Detective, and while certainly aided by his "luck," he would still be very competent without it.
-Latent Psyker: He has yet to discover that he is in fact a psyker, and is much less intelligent and clever than he thought he was. In combat or investigations it'll merely appear as if he is just extremely lucky for his powers have yet to show themselves. While he would not be lost without them he would certainly be nowhere near as good of an Investigator.
-Convincing Negotiator: when striking deals for people to reveal information he will get good terms rarely needing a significant bribe, often getting people to believe it is for their own good.
-Janitor: He leaves behind no signs of Adeptus Arbites involvement after his investigations, and will get the very same informants he enlisted the aid of arrested once their use has ran out. There is no such a thing as innocence, only varying degrees of guilt, and thus can stay under disguise for a very long time even if he is not the best of actors.
-Native look-alike: the nasty upbringing he had in conjunction with a bit of luck and selflessness makes him accustomed to the noxious fumes of the planet furthering his ability to disguise himself among the locals. He does as a result have a slightly raspy voice but he does not mind it.
-Herald: Plays a trumpet, with a curious yet entertaining quality of the sound due to his prosthetic teeth.
-Sharp shooter: can easily hit targets legs and other not essential parts to get them to stop running from him, whilst keeping them alive.
Equipment: varies from one disguise to another. He rarely goes in major fights but when there are mass riots he usually is somewhere in between a supporting marksman and a front liner.
-Primary Weapon: Standard Arbites shotgun albeit usually using slugs to make it an excellent medium range weapon. He will only bring it in situations he for a fact knows will involve heavy fighting. Even then he thinks it is too clunky for his use.
-Secondary Weapon(s): a Voss Autopistol and Hack shotgun are his favoured combination when in the field, the voss autopistol can lay down excellent cover fire and is easy to use even while running, while the hack shotgun is a terrifying weapon to deal with people he doesn't want to.
-Melee Weapon: Usually a long plasteel pipe, or some sort of mono-knife to keep incognito. When push comes to shove he will bring a power-maul.
-Tertiary Equipment: a flash, smoke, and non-lethal gas grenade. Specialist Gear.
Biography: WIP
Personality: WIP
Name: Conan Semloh
Homeworld: Chrysis, the home of the Knight House Krast. He hailed from the lower echelons of the planet, trying to make themselves known by serving the resident Knights as best they could.
Age: 39
Gender: Male
Appearance:
He is precisely 6 feet tall, possessing scraggly sideburns connecting to a mustache, and short straight black hair. His eyes are an unimpressive brown. He is of moderate build, not particularly muscular, fat or skinny. He has a skin colour of a person of European descent yet somewhat sun-kissed. He has no tattoos large scars or markings except for some long ones recieved from lashings in his early years, and a few marks from a shotgun blast to his shoulder. His teeth are divided perfectly into his left ordinary ones and his right side's plasteel prosthetics. While a few are due to teeth being lost naturally, most are there to help him disguise himself among the lower hivers. He has strong features except for a weak chin. He will often change his appearance to suit a disguise, not afraid of even facial surgery.
Role: Investigator
Uniform: He will rarely wear the Carapace of the Adeptus Arbites unless it's unspoken authority is required, or when massive riots require all those available. However he attached very thin plasteel sheets all over it to give it a Feudal and ceremonial look, providing very little advantages or disadvantages when brought into combat. He rarely wears his helmet even in fights, although of course with a grumble he straps it on in the presence of a sniper.
Expertise: He is an excellent Detective, and while certainly aided by his "luck," he would still be very competent without it.
-Latent Psyker: He has yet to discover that he is in fact a psyker, and is much less intelligent and clever than he thought he was. In combat or investigations it'll merely appear as if he is just extremely lucky for his powers have yet to show themselves. While he would not be lost without them he would certainly be nowhere near as good of an Investigator.
-Convincing Negotiator: when striking deals for people to reveal information he will get good terms rarely needing a significant bribe, often getting people to believe it is for their own good.
-Janitor: He leaves behind no signs of Adeptus Arbites involvement after his investigations, and will get the very same informants he enlisted the aid of arrested once their use has ran out. There is no such a thing as innocence, only varying degrees of guilt, and thus can stay under disguise for a very long time even if he is not the best of actors.
-Native look-alike: the nasty upbringing he had in conjunction with a bit of luck and selflessness makes him accustomed to the noxious fumes of the planet furthering his ability to disguise himself among the locals. He does as a result have a slightly raspy voice but he does not mind it.
-Herald: Plays a trumpet, with a curious yet entertaining quality of the sound due to his prosthetic teeth.
-Sharp shooter: can easily hit targets legs and other not essential parts to get them to stop running from him, whilst keeping them alive.
Equipment: varies from one disguise to another. He rarely goes in major fights but when there are mass riots he usually is somewhere in between a supporting marksman and a front liner.
-Primary Weapon: Standard Arbites shotgun albeit usually using slugs to make it an excellent medium range weapon. He will only bring it in situations he for a fact knows will involve heavy fighting. Even then he thinks it is too clunky for his use.
-Secondary Weapon(s): a Voss Autopistol and Hack shotgun are his favoured combination when in the field, the voss autopistol can lay down excellent cover fire and is easy to use even while running, while the hack shotgun is a terrifying weapon to deal with people he doesn't want to.
-Melee Weapon: Usually a long plasteel pipe, or some sort of mono-knife to keep incognito. When push comes to shove he will bring a power-maul.
-Tertiary Equipment: a flash, smoke, and non-lethal gas grenade. Specialist Gear.
Biography: WIP
Personality: WIP
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