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Warhammer 40K: Unnumbered Sons - A Primaris Roleplay (Accepting players)

@PrinceAlexus That is the plan, however, we need to clear enough heretics to get a bomb or enough explosives for do the job from the Kriegers.

Titanfall: City of Angels

@kingkonrad @Default @Starlance

Updated the interest check with the first six Titan's and upgrades I've come up with for them. If you have your own ideas for the Titan you're interested in let me know!

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Excited to get this started.

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Bran Brass

Bran Brass

Color Theme: Silver
Name: Bran Brass
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Build: Rather slim but very well muscled, with a very athletic build but not overly so still appearing small.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 175 Pounds

Personality: Defiant, Bran shatters expectations few would expect a poor boy to have such skill and speak so well however he does thanks to having read and interacted with many higher class people who visited his father's shop. While he appears to be rather well to do and high class, he is, in fact, an open and kind person worrying greatly about his fellow students. He views himself as an artist as much as he is a huntsman with a sharp eye for detail and a love of fashion, Bran is a fighter who always looks good doing it.

Backstory: Born and raised in Mistral his father was a poor tailor and his mother ran the local inn in a small outlying area. Growing up the second youngest of the family he was pushed around by his two older sisters, who were both Faunus. As he grew he learned to fight, mostly thanks to the other boys picking on him for his status as a human with a Faunus mother. Training with his sisters who were obsessed with becoming Huntresses, of course, training was usually Bran being used to practice attacks on. However, with this and his bullies, he became adept at moving before he got hit and taking the punch when he did.

Bran grew up as a middle child, his oldest sister Autumn, and older sister Maple who both carried on their mother traits as deer Faunus. Bran, however, had no traits like that resembling closer to his father than his mother Spring. His older sisters when not in school or off training helped clean and serve food in the inn with their mother. Bran meanwhile assisted his father normally with tailor work, Bran quickly took to it as a natural even learning the advanced art of working with threads made from dust.

When he was thirteen he discovered his semblance walking home from school with his baby sister Bran he was attacked by bullies. Bran was grabbed by two of them who gripped his arms tightly as another punched him in the gut, his eyes waters as he tossed his head to the side to clear them he saw it. His little was shoved into the mud a bully attacking the young girl. Bran was furious, hurting him was one thing but his little sister still too small to defend herself even.

His aura began to glow as he raged struggling against the two that held him and as they prepared to punch Bran again his Semblance came to life. Around Bran were six copies of himself, clones who launched themselves at the three bullies, Bran swiftly joined them. Eventually, all three lay on the ground beaten and crying as Bran rushed over to his sister. However it was no longer just his sister, dozens of other children saw it Bran had a semblance and a powerful one.

After that Bran's sisters eagerly added their brother back into training all three revealing semblances they battled each other hand to hand. Yet Bran also practiced with his father's old hunting rifle, his keen eyes proved excellent for a marksman. While his family excited watched them grow worried, they were not rich by any means and thus the three siblings decided they would leave one at a time. Autumn the oldest left at sixteen to pursue a chance at attending Haven.

Maple left on her sixteenth birthday she began to travel around Mistral while she had no formal training her sheer tenacity and excitement gained her a place among the White Fang who we're at the time Mistral a mostly peaceful organization with a handful of fighters kept around to protector protesters and such of course that all changed recently.

Bran left one year later, heading right for Vale Beacon academy was his goal and he would get there no matter the cost arriving a few months before he could apply Bran practiced in outlying villages and unofficial tournaments. While he was by no means a starfighter for a young and untrained huntsman he performed exceedingly well even against more veteran opponents.

Weapon: The Needle and Thread
Weapon Description: The Needle is a high powered sniper rifle built piece by piece by Bran who pieced collected the pieces over time to create his perfect rifle. With a strong backward kick but weighted barrel for fast follow up shots the Needle can take several different kinds of dust based round. The scope on the rifle has night vision allowing him to targets even in the darkness of night.

Should he be unable to engage at range on Bran's hands is a pair of studded gauntlets which along the back of his hands hold spools of thread. Able to launch and control these thin and strong lines of fabric while fighting fist to fist the can also use dust base threads for a more offensive attacks. The lines cut easily be cut but difficult to break with raw strength.

Semblance: Seven in One

Semblance Description: Bran can divide his Aura into sevenths making clones, each clone containing one seven of his power. This allows for multiple simultaneous strikes and clever strategies involving using his clones as bait or setting traps with them. However, they are very weak by comparison to Bran alone and should they be killed or wounded enough will cease to exist.
Combat Outfit Image/Description: In combat Bran usual sports a white button-up shirt and an open black vest, with dark blue loose-fitting pants and short black and red boots.
Casual Outfit Image/Description: Out of combat Bran normal sports all manner of suits which vary depending on what selects from his homemade wardrobe of clothing. However, whatever it is it usually contains dust threads which he weaves in his casual clothing in case of emergency they allow him an advantage though normal damage the clothing in the process.

Theme: Bad Blood

Quote: "The names Bran Brass before you ask, yes I'm a tailor as well and no I don't do custom orders unless you have the cash upfront."

Titanfall: City of Angels

The IMC has struck back, across the sector the Remnant fleet has begun to assault Militia held worlds forcing a sudden withdraws meanwhile the Ares division and Vinson Dynamics have suddenly struck at key targets across space. The sudden attacks have forced many pilots and militia companies to dig as fleet redeploy to aid other colonies or retrieve far out teams of pilots. In response to this, the SRS commander Sarah Briggs has gathered the pilots nearest to Angel City. Her SRS are almost all on assignment and with support from a small fleet and rifle companies these handful of ragtag pilots have been asked and paid to perform an assault to rescue Barker and free Angel city from IMC control.

For accepting the risks and knowing no reinforcements are coming to all pilots have been given the honor of being made members officially of the SRS and given access to the advanced equipment that comes with that title.

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So as it reads above this RP is based in the Titanfall universe with the Remnant fleet under Spyglass having completed his master plan. With the Militia, however, has become a real fighting force they are able to hold ground even as they war across dozens of plants. With the IMC forces trying desperately to wage an all-out assault the Militia believes that this is it's best chance to hit the now lightly defended key IMC controlled planets.

The first mission will be the rescue of Barker from IMC capture where they plan to put him to death in a public execution and the liberation of Angel City. After that additional missions will come in based on choices made and votes taken by the group in the game. You are mercenaries after all you can decline suicide runs if they don't seem rewarding enough.

While I'm not done with it I'm planning a system where you'll be able to use a base class of mech but add a little more customization too it than in the games. I'd also prefer to avoid doubles of the same Titan save for Monarch and Vanguard Titan's which I plan to give more extensive kit too with the restriction that they lose out on more exotic weapons.

The Titan's

Scorch

What this Orge class titan lacks in speed it makes up for in sheer armor plating and damage. A well placed and well-timed Scorch can force a much larger force of Titan's into retreat.

Scorch Titan's can select two augments from the following.

Fireproof Plating: Scorch no longer can be damaged by burning explosions, however, can sheer the plating.

Custom launcher: Able to fire two shots before reloading or fire both in a single volley.

Napalm Canisters: Scorch can toss dose other Titan's in thrown napalm canisters which will make the titan continue to burn through at a cost as Napalm does not burn as hot as Thermite doing less damage.

Defensive Kit: Giving Scorch a boost and larger flame barrier.

Legion

Where Scorch can damage multiple targets quickly and dominate territory, no one melts a single target faster than Legion. With it's long and short range formats backed by its thick armor and massive ammo capacity.

Legion may choose two of the following modifications.

Custom Ammo: Replacing the long range and short range modes of the minigun with two kinds of special ammunition that require short to be used. Armor piercing for other heavy targets and high explosive rounds made to kill pilots and shred the innards of lighter Titans.

Shield wall: When not moving Legion's shield expands to protects it's entire front from incoming fire until broken or depleted.

Suppression systems: Legion can engage a powerful suppression system where rather than using his cores targeting system he further increases fire rate even higher to pin his enemies under a barrage of lead providing cover to pilots and dealing massive if the enemy cannot take cover.

Mobility kit: Legion can fire maintain speed while firing further losing accuracy and gains a boost.

Tone

Tone is an Atlas class Titan mobile as it armored, a fair middle ground. Tone specializes in being able to hit and defend itself as it pressed the attack against the enemy. With it's tracking missile system and deployable barrier system which it can fire from behind and it's sonar ping allowing the Titan to quickly find enemies.

Tone may choose two of the following combat systems

Anti-Infantry combat systems: After the ping Tone's tracking system will lock on to body heat signatures allow a flurry of missiles to strike at the infantry nearby it.

Improved fire rate: Allows the 40mm rifle to fire automatically, however, firing at long becomes impossible and medium-range still causes multiple shots to miss.

Fortress upgrade: Allows two stronger shields to be deployed but they lose the ability to improve shots fired from inside of them.

Hunter-Killer package: Adding an additional boost and faster missile acquisition to target through the use of pinging. This kit makes Tone much more mobile.

Ion

Ion is an Atlas Titan specializing in variable and adaptable with use of powerful lasers and turning enemy weapons against them. Ion is highly adaptable and much stronger at fighting any kind of Titan as Ion does not depend on large immobile barriers like Tone using her own gravity well like device to capture enemy projectiles and redirect them.

Ion may select two of the following upgrades.

Twin Laser system: Gives Ion twin mounts on the small laser it still is best to allow it to charge first.

Improve energy management: Ion can force a priority to restore energy pools rather than keep itself mobile. This is a large risk but if timed well can allow Ion to be very deadly as it can keep combat pressure on.

Redirective protocols: Ion gains an addition boost and the gravity well energy consumption is lowered allowing more liberal of the Ion's shield also allows a second set of mines to be laid.

Maximum efficiency: Ion's Splitter rifle doubles its ammo count allowing for more effective firing.

Northstar

Northstar is a sniper with additional combat ability through flight and mines to delay its foes. Northstar is hard to catch and lethal to caught unaware by. Built on a Strider class for maxium speed depending on not getting hit rather than surving the shot.

Northstar may choose two of the following customizations.

Advanced targeting: Highlights and reveals critical systems to Northstar also allows for further zoom.

Lightened frame: Northstar can sustain much longer flight and can identify stuctures with enough stability to support it for superior positioning.

Enhanced evasion protocol Allows Northstar to gain an additional dash and drop up to three mines at a time.

Sniper protocol: Northstars railgun spins up faster and gains a secondary missile both missiles. The railgun also can do a higher amount of damage if allowed to spool longer.

Ronin

Ronin, a Strider class Titan specializing in high damage melee and hunting weakened Titans bringing them down swift with its shotgun and sword combo. Ronin is all about his speed and timing of his powers requiring a pilot to play a dangerous game to put the Titan to its full use.

Ronin may select one of the two following upgrades.

Path of Speed: Gaining an addition dash and a faster recharge on the phase dash.

Path of Samurai: Replacing the Leadwalls spread with solid slugs increasing range and critical damage.

Charged Blade: Losing the ability to throw out a damaging shockwave Ronin's blade gains the ability to give short stuns to the whatever it hits slowing the opponent down and allowing for better harassment.

Twin Protocol: With its versatile limbs and high agility, twin protocol allows a pilot outside of the Titan to override it's combat systems and have it mimic it's pilots own movements. Situational at the best of times it does allow for the pilot to help assist it's titan from a distance.

Warhammer 40K: Unnumbered Sons - A Primaris Roleplay (Accepting players)

Raziel's blade reaped a grim toll upon the heretics as his attacks came with a flurry of speed unmatched his blade cleaving through them one after another when the enemy had committed all their soldiers into the trenches to assault the marines Raziel voxed the squad. When I signal the guardsman take cover! Commanded the son of the Lion as he changed his vox channel. "Commander! Open fire upon these scum and charge them! Show them what the men of Krieg can do to idiot foe!"

"Cover now!" Raziel ducked down shielding himself as the lasbolts from the guard poured in. Soon the sound of charging foot falls and bayonets meeting flesh filling the air. "Now brothers! Join together and let us crush these traitors under foot! For the Primarchs!" He spoke bringing his blade down upon a chaos champion as moved to join his kin and battle alongside the guardsman.

Warhammer 40K: Unnumbered Sons - A Primaris Roleplay (Accepting players)

@PrinceAlexus That's sort of the plan, detonate an explosive large enough to cause a chain reaction and break open the wall. Then alert command of the opening and let the reinforcements pour into the city.

(Revival) RWBY: Calm Before The Storm

Bran Brass

Bran Brass

Color Theme: Silver
Name: Bran Brass
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Build: Rather slim but very well muscled, with a very athletic build but not overly so still appearing small.
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 175 Pounds

Personality: Defiant, Bran shatters expectations few would expect a poor boy to have such skill and speak so well however he does thanks to having read and interacted with many higher class people who visited his father's shop. While he appears to be rather well to do and high class, he is, in fact, an open and kind person worrying greatly about his fellow students. He views himself as an artist as much as he is a huntsman with a sharp eye for detail and a love of fashion, Bran is a fighter who always looks good doing it.

Backstory: Born and raised in Mistral his father was a poor tailor and his mother ran the local inn in a small outlying area. Growing up the second youngest of the family he was pushed around by his two older sisters, who were both Faunus. As he grew he learned to fight, mostly thanks to the other boys picking on him for his status as a human with a Faunus mother. Training with his sisters who were obsessed with becoming Huntresses, of course, training was usually Bran being used to practice attacks on. However, with this and his bullies, he became adept at moving before he got hit and taking the punch when he did.

Bran grew up as a middle child, his oldest sister Autumn, and older sister Maple who both carried on their mother traits as deer Faunus. Bran, however, had no traits like that resembling closer to his father than his mother Spring. His older sisters when not in school or off training helped clean and serve food in the inn with their mother. Bran meanwhile assisted his father normally with tailor work, Bran quickly took to it as a natural even learning the advanced art of working with threads made from dust.

When he was thirteen he discovered his semblance walking home from school with his baby sister Bran he was attacked by bullies. Bran was grabbed by two of them who gripped his arms tightly as another punched him in the gut, his eyes waters as he tossed his head to the side to clear them he saw it. His little was shoved into the mud a bully attacking the young girl. Bran was furious, hurting him was one thing but his little sister still too small to defend herself even.

His aura began to glow as he raged struggling against the two that held him and as they prepared to punch Bran again his Semblance came to life. Around Bran were six copies of himself, clones who launched themselves at the three bullies, Bran swiftly joined them. Eventually, all three lay on the ground beaten and crying as Bran rushed over to his sister. However it was no longer just his sister, dozens of other children saw it Bran had a semblance and a powerful one.

After that Bran's sisters eagerly added their brother back into training all three revealing semblances they battled each other hand to hand. Yet Bran also practiced with his father's old hunting rifle, his keen eyes proved excellent for a marksman. While his family excited watched them grow worried, they were not rich by any means and thus the three siblings decided they would leave one at a time. Autumn the oldest left at sixteen to pursue a chance at attending Haven.

Maple left on her sixteenth birthday she began to travel around Mistral while she had no formal training her sheer tenacity and excitement gained her a place among the White Fang who we're at the time Mistral a mostly peaceful organization with a handful of fighters kept around to protector protesters and such of course that all changed recently.

Bran left one year later, heading right for Vale Beacon academy was his goal and he would get there no matter the cost arriving a few months before he could apply Bran practiced in outlying villages and unofficial tournaments. While he was by no means a starfighter for a young and untrained huntsman he performed exceedingly well even against more veteran opponents.

Weapon: The Needle and Thread
Weapon Description: The Needle is a high powered sniper rifle built piece by piece by Bran who pieced collected the pieces over time to create his perfect rifle. With a strong backward kick but weighted barrel for fast follow up shots the Needle can take several different kinds of dust based round. The scope on the rifle has night vision allowing him to targets even in the darkness of night.

Should he be unable to engage at range on Bran's hands is a pair of studded gauntlets which along the back of his hands hold spools of thread. Able to launch and control these thin and strong lines of fabric while fighting fist to fist the can also use dust base threads for a more offensive attacks. The lines cut easily be cut but difficult to break with raw strength.

Semblance: Seven in One

Semblance Description: Bran can divide his Aura into sevenths making clones, each clone containing one seven of his power. This allows for multiple simultaneous strikes and clever strategies involving using his clones as bait or setting traps with them. However, they are very weak by comparison to Bran alone and should they be killed or wounded enough will cease to exist.
Combat Outfit Image/Description: In combat Bran usual sports a white button-up shirt and an open black vest, with dark blue loose-fitting pants and short black and red boots.
Casual Outfit Image/Description: Out of combat Bran normal sports all manner of suits which vary depending on what selects from his homemade wardrobe of clothing. However, whatever it is it usually contains dust threads which he weaves in his casual clothing in case of emergency they allow him an advantage though normal damage the clothing in the process.

Theme: Bad Blood

Quote: "The names Bran Brass before you ask, yes I'm a tailor as well and no I don't do custom orders unless you have the cash upfront."

Warhammer 40K: Unnumbered Sons - A Primaris Roleplay (Accepting players)

Raziel turned towards the Krieg commander, again issuing his commands. "Draw your men back, let the fools enter the trenches and we will draw them in close. Once they are here, have your men unleash hell into the melee. Then... If you don't mind I'd like to borrow some demolition charges." He sent radioed out to his squad. "The guardsman will pull back, ready blades we will crush the fools. I have given the guard orders to fire into the melee, our armor will ensure our safety and conserve men."

He spoke, knowing the first concern was to hold the line and they needed men for that, however, he wanted the men alive as he was about to tell his brothers his plan. "Because once we're done were taking those guns out. Brother Denach and Brother Von Palus do you think you can deliver our explosives to the base of the wall? I'm sure these Kriegers have enough ordinance for the job."

"We were told to hold the trench line... They never said we couldn't stop the guns from slaughtering our wards." He offered a roundabout logic that normally would go against the commands of the captain. However as risky as it was opening a hole into the hive would force out the true foe and could garner a real change in the battle.

As first few of the cultists entered the trenches he brought his blade splitting them like timbers. "Together brothers! Fight like our fathers! As one!"

Warhammer 40K: Unnumbered Sons - A Primaris Roleplay (Accepting players)

Raziel had just finished ordering a group of Kriegers to haul away the wounded, they had planned to shoot them. When he reminded them that every one of them who lived could rise to kill the foes of the Imperium of Man once more, lifting himself from the middle of common soldiers the young man pulled on his helmet.

"Take positions, bolters at the ready. They will be coming soon, protect the guardsman, they might not value their lives but we need as many alive as we can to help us hold the trench."

Raziel placed his power sword off to the side, resting both hands on his bolter.

"Controlled bursts, we might not see resupply until dark conserve ammunition where you can."

Raziel lifted his bolter letting his auto sense and helmet display double check his own belief that his weapon was fully loaded and ready for the incoming assault.

"Be safe brothers... And thank you for your patience. I know three of us would rather engage these foes in melee and meet our traitorous ill head on but we must hold for now... And when the time comes I'll sure we are the first ones through that gate, bringing justice to those who turned their back on the Emperor's grace.

He now spoke outwardly to the Krieg commander near his spot along the trench line. "Commander, have your men form ranks, have the sergeants call volley fire as they near our position. Do not fire until they close enough for you to see into their eyes, then unleash the fury of your weapons upon them." His eyes flicked forward and he took a long breath, switching back to vox communications so he could give orders as needed. The last charge had claimed many of the Krieg soldiers which he then had to explain why wounded should not be put to death unless a medical professional examined them first and came to that conclusion. He was amazed at how the people of Krieg viewed life.