BigPapaBelial

Ten versus hundreds - The miracle at Strogult Strait

@BigPapaBelial

It's mostly muzzle loaded. Breech loading rifles are ok, but I don't know if breech loading cannons exist at the time. The era is the 16th-17th century after all. But still, I don't want to apply such concrete rules to RPing, you can make cannons breech loaded, just refrain from making them too modern.

@Conscripts

Thank you Conscripts for this answer from the other thread. Much appreciated. Really helps me narrow down the idea. Thank you very very much.

Ten versus hundreds - The miracle at Strogult Strait - Medieval Naval RP

So I'm curious what kind of cannons are we talking about here? I'm thinking on potential designs for my ship if/when we get to that point. Are we talking breech loaders or muzzle loaders? Just curious really.

Ten versus hundreds - The miracle at Strogult Strait - Medieval Naval RP

Hmmmm interesting. I find this idea fairly interesting.

If you'll have me I'll be willing to come along for the ride.

Sierra Vanguard (Espionage RP)

Drevan looked over at the news feed he has going for the area to keep track of what's going on. At the same time replying to Cassie, "Listen we don't always get what we want alright? I know you don't want to jump out of windows. You don't need to get in the concrete but you do need to get on that bucket. I'll swing you over to the other side of the street. There is no one over there right now." HE doesn't both to cut the comms to talk to Martin, "Boss, the news is starting to pick up on the explosion. We may need to scrub the rest of this. We don't want media heat. I can't do anything to it if they tag us on a camera. They haven't seen my crane and Cas yet. But it won't be long until they have reporters on scene."

He turned back to Cassie, "Get on! We need to get you out of there before proper emergency response shows up and this crane and the bucket are going to be even more noticeable. Unless you want to climb down on your own and escape on foot. Your call ultimately pretty lady. But this answer is the one that's quickest at the moment."

He looked over at another monitor, "ETA to Emergency response arrival shows about 3 minutes. Depending on traffic we can fudge that too 3 and a half minutes. Now or never!"

Band of Bastards- WW2 Heist/Espionage RP

Martin made his way carefully towards the lorry as the Englishmen called it. He tried to play this off as completely casual. Nothing the matter. The escape would need to be quick. He tried his best not to call attention to his face so anyone watching wouldn't be able to identify him. Basic fieldcraft really. Something he'd been told to use back in Canadian spy school as it were. He's got one foot on the back of the truck when he hears, "Oberstleutnant! Wait! Where are you going?" Martin loosened his coat abit and turned to look at a young soldier rushing over, gun lowered, looking winded abit and confused. It's Martin's driver from earlier, he had gone to an inn further into the town and had been spared the massacre. He made a motion to the more then likely blood thirsty cadre of spies, terrorists and traitors behind himself, asking them silently not to do anything.

Martin smiles, "Unteroffzier, glad to see you're okay. I am going with these men and women. We are going on a quick trip that was planned during the party." He looked at the young soldier, "I would appreciate it if you kept this to yourself young man. Can you do that?" The young soldier gulped, "But sir, I need to report this. It's imperative that a SS officer is kept track of sir." Martin sighs, "Are you sure about that my boy?" The sargeant nods, "I was afraid of that." He steps in grabbing the young man's hand pulling him in close, "I admire your dedication my boy. But it is very important that this does not reach anyone else."

There is a slither of leather on steel, the young man, barely a man really lets out a hiss and a gasp. And twenty three inches of steel slide into his chest, angled that it went right through his heart and out his back. Martin sighed, "I apologize young man, you didn't deserve this. But I cannot let you give his away." He lays the boy down, taking his hand in his own, patting it softly, "Rest well. You did not deserve this. When they find you, you will already be in gods hands." he pulled the blade out of the boys chest, cleaned it in the snow, then got to his, sliding the long blade away again, jumping up into the truck, "Tragic business that." He gasped as they pulled away, holding on for dear life as they raced off, plowing into reinforcements and ducking as they took fire.

He called forward, "I hope this isn't foreshadowing into what's going to happen later in this operation! If you're piloting the train, I think I'll walk home instead!" He grunted and rubbed his head as they hit something or someone that caused him to hop up in his seat and hit his head on one of the support spars in the back of the truck, "Ah...gah!"

Juggernauts (BigPapaBelial and kingkonrad) IC

Eric tracked his partner for as long as he could, keeping his gun planted and ready to burn anyone who might be in danger of coming across him. He watched Markus's flanks as he reached the motor pool and the door inside. Sweeping the yard beyond, "Careful going in. I'm going to lose overwatch on you once you're inside." He jerked his rifle around, when the first man came out, his reticle right over the mans forehead, it would have been brutal if he had to take that shot, but Markus had it covered. He swiveled back around to cover the outer area. listening to his partner work, "Good job brother." He blinked when he heard the grunt and again swung his gun back around, centering over where he thought Markus would be in the building, a lone window the only thing he could see through and that didn't give him a good shot. But soon, he heard Markus speak, "Stay steady Markus. Careful in there."

As he swung his rifle about he listened to what Markus had to say, "Gotcha I got the outside covered."

As he said that something caught his eye. It looked like a truck, or a jeep maybe. Approaching from the rear entrance road. And driving fast, "Asking about contacts. I got on. Unknown approaching the rear gate. And moving fast." He settled his rifle in, and looked down the scope, "Can't see the driver, front window is tinted." He pulled his eye away from the scope to watch three of the yard guards running to the rear, "I don't think this arrival was expected. There are three guards scrambling for the rear entrance. Our two roamers who were back there and another from the back yard there." He zoomed in on one of the guards who was waving his free arm, that AK clutched to his chest, "They're trying to wave him down." He watched another two guards running to the back entrance, "Five at the back gate now. Four up front from what I can see." He hummed softly, "Keep the hack going. No one seems all that interested in your location right now."

He focused on the five guards in the rear. The jeep or truck still had a ways to go but it was approaching fast. They appeared to be arguing about what to do, "The guards in the rear there are starting to loose their shit. If you hear gunfire it's likely going to be warning shots on that vehicle." Almost as he said that one of the rear guards shouldered his AK, and unleashed a fifteen round warning burst on the jeep. Followed by a second fifteen round burst. This time the jeep responded, rolling to a stop, and sitting there idling just about 100 yards out from the mill. Eric watched, eye away from scope so he didn't miss too much, "What...is the deal here...?" He checked the rest of the yard, "Stand off in the rear section here. How are you doing in there man?" He checked the front of the yard, "All the visible guards are at the gates right now. No one is making moves towards your location. I don't see anyone else scrambling to guard your building. I think you're green for a little longer." He focused in on the jeep again, the windows are tinted, but he could vaguely make out movement inside, maybe 2 or 3 people shuffling about. "I don't know what's going on out here man. You okay in there?"

After the Spring: A Game of Thrones Roleplay [AU]

He most likely will not fit in.

In that case I'll be off. Have fun.

After the Spring: A Game of Thrones Roleplay [AU]

Alright this is the make or breaker.

May I use an already created character with changes to bring it up to present code. If Yes we're gold.

After the Spring: A Game of Thrones Roleplay [AU]

This is if I decide to stick around only.

But if I were to pick a House. It'd have to be House Harlaw of Harlaw Island, and all it's Cadet Branches too perhaps.

After the Spring: A Game of Thrones Roleplay [AU]

Hmm

I'm not sure...I'll keep an eye on it. But whether or not I join is still up in the air.