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The Angel's Mark

I would appreciate it greatly :)

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The Angel's Mark

I'm honestly terrible at it... so don't get your hopes up :P

Faction:Martian Front (The Luna Wars Were a Thing)

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TSDC

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TSDC Headquarters; Office of CEO Argus

Two weeks later and Argus was still a little sore from the broadcast of then, but he had a little to be happy about - the latest shipment to New Horizon had processed smoothly, with them getting their slightly hefty load. Logan also had reported the formation of the new division had gone successfully - also good news. Now work was still to be done on the “6”, the Jump Corps and those bogies…

He had heard of TPT and its works. His arm was, if it could even be possible, “outdated”, and so was the blaster within. He decided a new plan was necessary… one to make him much more capable and able to take damage than he had before…

With this in mind, he sent a message over to them.

Private Channel Message, TSDC Corp. -> TPT Corp.

Broadcast sent from TSDC Network… Decrypting…
Sent Message to -> <Corporate Channel 256>Portv4001

TSDC has considered your works to be exemplary for everyone in the business. We feel; and I feel in particular, that your works in accordance with ours would result in a partnership that would prove useful to all involved.

We intend to offer you a standard contract of our security assets currently on the market at full availability, considering what is in stock of course.

In exchange, we request access to two particular services; drone development and a personal matter that can be discussed if TPT is up for it.

We hope to hear from you soon.

--Argus, CEO

--END OF TRANSMISSION--

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TSDC First Lab; Ground Bay

Busy was an understatement of the past few weeks. Thankfully, production of the “6” had not been interrupted nor the re-opening of “Bogie” production, as all the units in the division demanded by Argus were already made. Now he would inspect what his men had worked on.

“Now, Logan, first thing is the universal shield generators: mostly done. We need to get them tested before they can be deployed to all units, but indications thus far show we can just plug them into extension boxes and they will work just fine!”

Logan nodded at one of his head technicians walking besides him. “Very well, now what about the Bogies?”

“Boxes are done, weapons are armored, and all we need is a little better AI to make them realistic. I took the liberty of blending a side project in, hope that’s ok?”

Without checking for an answer, he brought Logan to one of the computers.

“This is what I call ‘consolidated noise’. Enough to mess up any AI system currently in production for a 1 mile radius, stop any drone for a few minutes, shut down vehicles and units, and break any unprotected earlobe. It overloads cameras, too.”

He turned on the video demo taken of an innocent transport truck out in a testing zone.

“Standard transport, nothing special.”

A shot fired off screen at the transport. A loud noise temporarily went off and the screen flashed pure white before the channel disconnected.

“We had an armored transport with the guy in the new exo-suit, completely locked down. His ears were ringing for hours… and he couldn’t reconnect for 10 minutes. We still saw his ping on the radar, too, although it came across as corrupted data until the system restarted.”

Logan considered what he had just seen. “Good… we can make use of that. How many are around?”

“Two more in the warehouses. We didn’t put them on the market, it’s still a developmental secret project.”

“Good, don’t register it. How’s the ‘6’?”

The technician frowned.

“Well… we haven’t really been able to make much progress. Our OBC’s are designed against deflection and interference, and other bombardment cannons are loosely based on the same design. We’ve only been able to shift course a bit off the central target based on the models, but so far we can’t really do anything to stop it besides shooting too much firepower at it. Even then, the OBC just brings the whole mess down as it’s exploding. We just trade a consolidated mass of energy for a firestorm.”

Logan sighed. “Well, thanks for trying anyways… just get whatever you have online so we can put them in use.”

The technician decided to step out… just a little. “We’ve been producing weapons for a long time… now we’re using them? This is the pirate day all over again…”

Logan understood where he was coming from. “That’s exactly what Argus is making it into. This time, we’re treading in warmer waters… he’s been hinting that he might be on vacation for a week, no idea what he’s up to with that. Anyways, continue. I like what we’ve gotten so far.”

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Sector “E6.2” Desert Land; Harasser Green Two

Trapped out in the desert, with the path to the Safezone certainly out of the question. The Harassers driver had been living off of an integrated food supply, of which he only had a week’s left of rations, and staying powered down - detection could get him rescue, but could just as easily get him killed.

Today, he took a chance. Moving across the desert slowly and keeping an eye on the radar, he slowly traveled the dunes, hoping to make it to the Safezone without being interfered with. Still having a pistol in his vehicle, a few small flashbangs and a nearly full supply of potent firepower for attackers to eat up, he kept his radio to a short zone to avoid detection, although he could still be detected by sight, planetary satellite or a blank frequency that would reveal a very general location.

Dark Oceans~The war of the Land and Sea

King Meldwich Varron III

Varron the Great

72 Years of Age

Male

Straight

Human

An old veteran of many battles and firstly a warrior-king, King Varron is not necessarily evil, but has the cold heart of a warrior and bias from battles both with neighboring kingdoms and the mer-folk of all types. More happy to yell at his advisors than show his son the attention befitting a prince; made obvious by the way he put his son in tutoring rather than having him learn from one of the best.

At his age, all his biases are deeply rooted and almost impossible to change. He can only get a worse impression confirming his distrust; very little can be done to actually improve his view. He has a dark, negative outlook, always watching for threats that may not even exist. He absolutely hates the sea; he had not come close to it for 50 years and warns anyone who he can against it. Political strife has made him into a sort of dictator, although his aim is only to keep the peace in a world where neighboring countries go through civil wars every couple of years.

Despite his flaws, he does make an attempt to be friendly with the men and people in the courts; it’s only when his temper gets out of hand that his problems show. He treats his family like anyone else, of course knowing that they are in fact his family.

Every day, he exercises, even when it causes pains in his back. He won’t take pain for an answer. This is to keep him fit, even as he ages.

Appearance

He doesn’t look too bad for his age, no doubt the result of his almost religious dedication to exercising every morning. He stands fairly tall and always keeps his sword besides him. He also has a deep, almost booming voice that combines with his ability to give people deep stares when he is talking.

The Varron family line; one of leaders and warriors. Having overthrown the last family line, one that may still lurk in the shadows of new troubles, Varrons started out in the military and ended as rulers.

In a world where civil war was rampant and old feuds between lords stirred unrest in their own kingdom, the first Varron, Lord Augustine Varron, saw an opportunity.

He took his own forces and aligned with several neighboring Lords to take out the King at the time. That king was weak and little more than a political tool for lords and his advisors to throw around. Varron and his allies were able to easily take out the divided capital. Varron promptly had his allies executed as traitors and crowned himself King. It helped that the men under the other lords looked up to Varron, and that his own forces were a match for any individual former ally. So began 30 years of making the lands of other Lords, by force or by gaining their sworn allegiance, his own.

His son was a military officer who helped Varron I take over the capital. He served well, crushing petty lords and advances from outside the kingdom alike. He was an undisputed successor to the first king. He became the king under… mysterious circumstances that left the former king no longer around. It is said he died in his sleep.

Varron II enjoyed a fairly calm reign, although there were still barons and lords left on the borders of the kingdom, let alone kingdoms on the outside that gazed hungrily at his fertile lands. The highlight was near the end, when a war broke out between the mer-people and humans; war on the scale that had not been seen in many years, since before the Varron line. He died in an accident involving a landslide… after his son had advanced through the ranks of the military (Do I see a trend here?).

Spinoffs of the main family line were limited, although Varron III has an uncle, who he had banished following an attempted coup.

Meldwick Varron was born while his father was on campaign. He spent the first few years of his life not knowing his father; after that, the only impression he got was that his father was a cold, heartless man. When he was 11 he was sent to a castle to train as a soldier.
He did extremely well for the next 10 years and advanced himself to being a captain.

He was deployed in one of the many battles against the mer-people, most of which were botched up in the beginning due to their complete inability to battle those who could duck under water easily and attack when least expected. However, with a new system of using nets and alchemy to create a fire that could burn for a few seconds in water, the casualties started to even out on both sides. Meldwick was finally transferred away from the front after having lost his leg in a battle on a ship that had almost sunk. For whatever reason, the mer-people spared him; he did not look past the other lives lost and the destruction of the ship. He held a deep hatred of the mer-people for many years hence.

He became king when his father was lost in an avalanche while marching to crush a rebellion in the mountains. His early opponents raised rumors of a rigged avalanche, rumors that were silenced soon after he became king. His father had made a treaty with the mer-people, one of non-aggression. Despite hating the mer-people, he had his honor and kept the treaty, to this day.

His accomplishments included a more effective structure of military garrisons (although the fleet was never rebuilt) and the quieting of the realm. The standing armies were able to keep neighboring kingdoms away, and the pact with the mer-people ensured relative safety on the waters (although raids have been reported). His methods were considered a bit harsh, perhaps overly so. Such rumors didn’t last long.

He wasn’t married until after he was 40; partially because of the wars that had prevailed his early life and also because he would prefer to be an old man when he had a son, if only so that he could claim to have had a full life and reign, unlike his father and grandfather. The result is him being married to someone still fairly young when he could be his son’s grandfather.

His wife is Tellistra, a human minor noble who caught his attention when he finally decided to settle down. She was 20, whereas he was 40 at the time. Although odd by modern perspective, arranged marriages all throughout the kingdom could go so far as a marriage between a 16 year old and a 60 year old if the nobility was right. She caught his eye, and when her father, a minor lord, heard the rumors, he was glad to marry his daughter off to a man so powerful in the kingdom. Tessandra is still pretty for her age and is the only one who can actually talk back to the king to his face, which she does happily all the time. They have a relationship almost built around them insulting each other in the mornings… and he never is able to answer why he doesn’t pay more attention to the son.

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Tilviti Floga

Talin

23

Male

Straight

Naga

Talin is the elder of the two brothers, and perhaps the more rash of the set. He generally displays more maturity, but is easier to draw into a fight. He's been in trouble for picking bones on rather small things. He likes to play tricks on folks with his brother. He likes to show off, displaying his combat skills and often beating others of his age. Sometimes he even gets into brawls with fishermen down the coast. Less goofy overall, he acts a little more rashly and may get himself in trouble a little too much someday.

Talin's body is shaped long and thin, like his brother. He's a little thicker than his brother, but still a bit bonier than others. One can see his muscles a little bit. His skin, like his twin, is a Olive-grey color. His tan is a little on the purple side, which makes it a little harder to blend into things, but gives him a unique tint. His hair is white with some black streaks. It is shorter than his brother's, about half the length. His eyes are a deep sea blue, easily able to capture someone's attention. His eyes are fairly oval and not too special in the grand scheme of things. His face is a bit harder than his brothers, and at times looks a bit sarcastic even when he doesn't mean it. His tail has blue and purple scales to them. He share's his twin's underbelly of his tail's soft gold trailing color. The rest of his description is just like that of his brother.

Nothing about him is very unknown, either. His twin brother, Krill, is very close to him. Together, they cause various rounds of trouble. He will stick up for his younger brother and make sure anyone who insults him pays.

Similarities to the CS of his twin are intentional; I based everything off of it and edited in my details. Sorry, was a little bit lazy in that regard...

Project Slayer.

I've seen too many GM's go off, offsite and onsite, and never return. Typically they leave for what seems only a couple days, which drags on into months. Therefore, yes, that's how things work. Otherwise there would be a heck of a lot of waiting.

I would have held much more hope if it was possible to squeeze in a post saying you would be out for a little while...

If this is going somewhere soon I will consider hopping back in, but I'm shamelessly filling up my schedule with dedicated roleplays...

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