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2 yrs ago
Current A quiet day is a good day, especially when it doesn't have to be productive.
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3 yrs ago
I made a new RP for the first time... In years. roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… please give it a look!
7 yrs ago
Fallout Tactics has death claws that can talk, scary killer robots, and the ability to have a tank. It just doesn't... Sit well with the rest of lore.
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7 yrs ago
Very sick, will post when not hurting.
7 yrs ago
I'm awake at weird hours again.
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Twilight town was as quiet as ever, the residents went about their lives with barely a care in the world, they thought nothing of the fact that sun was always setting. They knew nothing of the fact that their world sat on the edge of darkness near so many other's that had been swallowed whole by Darkness. Teenagers planned trips to the beach while others prepared for the struggle match that the town always held. No one knew how struggle got started but it was a fun sport and the matches were enjoyed by all. No one would ever suspect that this sleepy town would be the point at which darkness and light met. The world was strange and anyone from outside it could feel an aura of eerier calm wash over them.

Arthal had come here with his apprentice to wait for the arrival of those who would stand with him and face the this terrible war with him. Twilight town was neutral ground to both sides so he felt sure no one would march here and seek to destroy him. Of course many other's protested to his idea's many on the side of Light wished to banish all darkness from the world. Those fighting in the name of darkness wanted it for power and to strong the strength of their own dark energies. Arthal and other's like him simply wanted it to end and the worlds to be safe from destruction by keyblade wielders.

Arthal himself had just gotten two sea salt ice cream bars from the vendor by the station walking over he offered one to his apprentice. "Here you are Bellasiel, I thought you might like one while were waiting here, hopeful word has reached others and they will travel here, whether it be portal, ship, or however." He said tasting of his ice cream the kayblade master smiled. "This world... It's strange, I almost think I could be happy here it seems so... Peaceful and serene, like as if to say nothing will ever happen here." He sighed and looked at her. "What do you think of the town?" He asked leaning back against the steps of Twilight station.
Do we post sheets right into the character tab or in OOC first?
It was days like this where being in Judgement sucked, Gaige gotten the call while he was off at one of the events for his school. He left the field and changed into his uniform pinning his Judgement band on he ran over, an operator feeding him info as he went. A Capacity Down system? He had never heard of that, what he did know was that couldn't get close, he needed a plan. Of course the one he came up with was terrible, he grabbed a magazine on guns from a news stand as he ran, it was the same one he had in his dorm room but he didn't have time to go and get it. He stopped a good six blocks from the site, even hear he felt like something was wrong as he looked through the magazine, finally he found the article he needed, one on highly advanced new sniper rifle the United States had developed. He'd seen it last night but hadn't bothered to memorize the details of it.

He sat the magazine down beside a three meter tall cherry tree staring at the article he place both hands carefully on the tree, he hoped this thing had enough mass. He shut his eyes imagined the tree becoming the rifle, the inner workings taking shape the bolt, the pin, the scope. Carefully he opened his eyes before him sat a prefect condition three-oh-eight caliber sniper rifle, he then changed the block of wood he kept in his bag into a nineteen-eleven pistol. Grabbing a two bricks and four solids concrete blocks from a back alley he made clips for them. Three sniper rifle clips and four pistol clips, he prayed he had enough ammo.

Then he entered a building across the street from where the presentation had been taking place, he lined up on the windows along the walls. Looking down the scope he clicked his Judgement earpiece on and began to speak. "Judgement branch 177 this is Gaige, the thieves have hostages and are highly armed. Mostly students it looks like they already killed one. I've got a line of sight on them, I can start shooting if things get bad." He really hoped he didn't have to kill them, then again it wouldn't be so bad scum like them didn't deserve to live.
Spectre left the elevator his Ghost having just finished briefing him on his new assignment with a very large fire team on the roster. He slipped past the Vanguard and managed to snag a bite to eat before he clicked his helmet back into place. Checking his guns he yawned and headed towards the docking bay, waving to Banshee-44 as he passed the gunsmith he only grunted in reply to hunter. Banshee and him were friends but both had their own idea's on guns, Banshee preferring the older tech and him being more for the new stuff. They butted heads quite often when new Guardians came to the Tower asking about what weapons to take and to use.

He stopped in the hangar hangar long enough to put his ship into storage and for Holliday to wish him luck. Torren floated down to the lounge to pick up a few music files for the trip. Turning towards the shuttle he punched himself in the chest, turning invisible he climbed aboard the ship. He caught the tail end of some briefing about how tough it would be, nothing he couldn't handle he leaned against the wall beside the cockpit door. Just Andromedai walked out he turned visible behind her. "I think we can do without the team building, I mean were the best of the best. I was with the team that conquered the Vault of Glass, I think I can handle some Fallen. I mean we took out the House of Wolves and saw to the death of Crota. I truly doubt this will be as tough as Atheon or Skolas."

He walked over to the seat. "As for the meet and greet." He clicked off his helmet revealing his red hair with a smile. "I'm Spectre, Vanguard Hunter and member of Sanction Six I prefer flying to fighting but I get the job done. Gunslinger by trade. My Ghost found me on Mars so I guess I'm Martian." He shrugged and leaned back putting his boots up. "Other than that I'll be moving ahead of the group most of the time, clearing a path and scouting locations. Otherwise I'll be in the middle of the battle field taking care of business." He looked between them all. "Of course if we have to play cards, poker and we play for strange coins." He told them putting his helmet back on.
Will start on my sheet in a bit.
@Virani Your crew is just... I'm jealous of how awesome they all are.

EDIT: William Adama, House, Sarah Connor, Kaylee, Maria Hill.
Yep, I'll be here.
I'll toss my interest in.
@GreenGoat The evil mastermind has arrived.
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