BigPapaBelial

Run Through The Jungle: A Vietnam War Anthology [INTREST CHECK]

*plays Run Through the Jungle on repeat until something comes up here*

So.anyone have any ideas for scenes they'd love to see?

I'm personally hoping for some tunnel rat escapades and a We were soldiers hell fight.

Wizard Mafia (Harry Potter Organized Crime RP)

Hmm fascinating.

Just going to sub and express interest.

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP) (COMPLETED)

Ban Kingo
Everyone mourns in their own fashion

After being bundled into the medical room, and given a full go.over by the medical team. Ban had been slathered in ointments and unguents and other alchemical stuff, before covered in bandages. There would be a round of skin grafts that would quickly be adhered and covered in a special concoction before they left on the next operation. He'd be fit for duty atleast.

For now Ban is in the gym, off in one corner going through the movements of a kata. For all intents seemingly in his own world.

But that doesn't stop him from sensing the approach of three men. After he completes the series of motions, is when he turns to them. Three men, two veterans. And the third a younger man looking a little put of place. Ban bows to them "Conner-san, York-sama." These two men were middle ground soldier when Ban was last here, and were two of his usual sparring partners. He looks at rhe third then back at Conner and York, "John-San?" York swallowed heavily, "Dead." Ban started then stepped closer, "Where? When?" Conner coughs "New Zealand, he and five more took a rear guard position on our way out. His teammates said they were set upon by Artemis hard suits. He used your teachings. Used his combat knife to gouge out three of them.before another caught him with an assault cannon. Tore him apart."

Ban takes in a slow fluttering breathe, "Just another reason to hurt them. And who is this?" He looks at the young man. He looks him over getting up close to the young man and performing an iconic Yakuza gesture looking the young man over getting right into his personal space without actually touching him. While doing this Conner grabs some shinai training swords off the wall. York grins, "Nrw kid His name is Ulric Fletcher. Good with a gun. But..." Ban hums and turns catching one of the shinai out of the air as Conner tosses it to him. Ban skips back a few meters. Swinging the practice sword through the air to get used to the weight. He grins, "Yes, better to learn first with a shinai before learning with a boken." Fletcher oofs as one of the blades is thrust into his hands and York and Conner spread out. Fletcher gulps seeing the experienced stances York and Conner assume. While Ban slides the shinai down at his hip, an iai stance, draw fighting. Connor barks , "A hit put you out of the round, first team to 10?" Ban grins, "Yosh. We'll start slow."

Everyone mourns somehow. While York and Conner can see Ban hurts, they two have lost. Fletcher gulps then leaps forward, but never lands as Ban's sword leaps from his hip.

He'd wake a few minutes later to Conner leaning over him, "Good try kid. Come round two in a second."

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Jamie
Time to decompress, time to think

Jamie is out in the yard. Sitting cross legged, communing with Nature one would say. It was strange being back with Raven he'd done his time and should be off roster. Only called back if a team really needed filling out. But then here he is.

Ah well it is what it is.

Reaching down he picks up the Jade bowl pipe he carved himself and began to pack it with tobacco. Been abit, and the base could use a blessing. Never hurts in the slightest.

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Freya
Really ready? Truly okay?

The physiotherapist watched as Freya ran through a gamut of exercises. They needed to prove she's ready and fit to resume active combat duty. And that means these tests and exercises. Emphasis on if she has fair movement of her shoulder.

By all evidence she's ready. But as she picks up a shot put all those watching know these are make or break moments.

And she puts the bug weighted piece of rubber and lead through a weight machine on the far side of the gym. Freya rolls her shoulder ,"Oops...on my dollar again." She crows.

Yes she's ready.

But first time to see how everyone else is doing.

Run Through The Jungle: A Vietnam War Anthology [INTREST CHECK]

Subbed and interested. I instantly had flashbacks of Rising Storm 2 Vietnam and tunnel rating in that game.

That's about all I really know about the Vietnam War so I'd be along for the ride and learning myself.

MEATCHURNER (Grand Sci-Fi, WH40K/Dune inspired)

It's...it's not on the table is it? No gone anywhere again. Okay.

Geonet 2.0 - Battle for the Megacity

A quiet delivery

Iron Technica

Honey Badger and Alese Piety

"Heyo! Badger? Is that you?" A voice called through the dim of the service tunnels. A quartet of masked Pack appeared out of the dark between lumen-strips. Badger with a backpack over his shoulder turned with a curious sound then nodded, "Heavy Rhino, by I live and breathe. Been a hot minute!" The pair of Pack leaders, Rhino and Badger clasp hands in greeting. Rhino being big and burly compared to Badgers smaller well built form. "What brings you down here you old fiend?" Rhino motioning for his retinue to lower their burdens. The others in Rhinos group sitting and relaxing a spell. Badger smiles, "Making a delivery. Long in coming. Just before the big shutdown. Only now had the time to make it. And you old friend?" Rhino gestures at the six carbon laced honey comb lattice building spars, "Helping to rebuild a collapsed housing complex. The Shutdown was far reaching." Rhino checks his watch, "We best be moving. Come on boys." He calls and hefts his share of the load. And off they went.

Badger then after waving turns to continue his own journey. Disappearing down the dimly lit passages of the service tunnels.

Soon though or later even, it's all relative really. He shifts open the thick metal cover to the side and climbs up and into the back alley behind Alese Pietys store Iron Technica. After a moment Badger marches up and beats a short tattoo on the back garage door of the building. And waits. Willing the colors of his mask into a more dark color, better to blend in with the shadows in the alley.

He waits and stands. Smiling all the while behind his mask. Delivery nearly complete.

@Pilatus

Rerun: Blackguards!

Heigh ho Heigh ho onto the cache we go...

It was a grueling trip. Filled with blood, . danger...

..wait wrong script...

Except for the new members of the group, the undead and the new girl the trip onward was largely uneventful.

Or well until the last 30 minutes after Ricon had said he has seen the markers for the cache. Shortly after there had sounded a blood chilling howl from the distance. No wolf orcoyote call that. But off in the distance it was. "No normal beast that was." Was the reaction Ricon gave. And with no evidence that whatever made it is close, the pyromancer had lead them on.

Soon rising from the ground a forest of high rocky crags. Blues and Grey and white stone rising from the ground capped by brown and green lichens and grass. And Ricon boldly walked into them, directing his fire sprities ahead and high lighting the way through the dark barely light stone paths.

For an eternity it seemed he lead the group having to gently coax them along.

And like magic, somehow they ended up in a rocky grotto that sunk maybe 30 feet into the floor and soared up another 10 feet to an open rocky roof. And at the middle of the rocky atrium a small mound of yellow stone and from a small hole at its peak a little blue flame, naturally made it seems.

Ricon grinned, "Here we go. Just as I left it. Now then." And the grinning fire mage marched to the center of the room, picked up the flame, which then roared higher. He he held it for a time, "Fire is both life taking, and life giving, you know." He said. "Fire can immolate a farmer. Or after a wild fire new life can rise in the shadow of death."

He turns the flame this way and that slowly, the icon of one of the innumerable old fire and life gods from ages past forming ss it moves. The fire symbol hovers then settles to the slopped floor behind the man. For a moment nothing happens. Other the the little blue flame reappearing at Ricons feet.

Then finally a crunch and a thump, and the floor where the symbol rests sinks down on magic crafted gears and guide ways. One of the sprites quickly flies down the newly revealed passage lighting the way. Already the red-yellow glow of gold can be seen down the tunnel. Ricon leads the way.

Andwhen the group catches up he's seated like a Marcher Lord on a throne carved from ruby and marble in the middle of piles if gold,coins, gems, jewelry, weapons and other riches. In his hand, he twirls a small silver scepter topped by an opal the size of a grapefruit. The grinning man looks at the others, "And before my fall, I had at least twenty more caches like this. My high robbery days were lucrative. Take what you like." He says, "I rather think I won't be back again. Money, gems, weapons, a few pairs of fine armor, I took off burned knights. Take what you like eh?" Generous is the former robber mage it seems. Even as he pockets some coins, gemstones and hangs a few necklaces and dons a ring or two.

Raven Squad: Second Storm (Military/Spy-Fi RP) (COMPLETED)

Marrakesh Morocco

Scion, Jamie K.

And they had a way out. That's fantastic.

He fell in with the crew as they began to move, maybe purposefully posting up so he could keep his sister in view. Someone has to be the responsible one! And knowing her, she may peel off to go and BASE jump off something before leaving. Or she's already done something like that and would instead look for something else insane to do. How is he the straight man in the family?

To help out Scion quickened his tread. If there's going to be anyone else in their way as they tried to exfil, he wanted to put his giant armored form in front of as many of the BlueSword and Raven people as he could.

They made it though and loaded into their transports. He made sure he was the last one, to make sure his big ass armored form protected the ones already inside. And as they began moving he swung his legs up into the vehicle. Not bothering to worry about the creak it made as his great weight settled.

Now they can go back to base. Not quite home but near too.

---

Camp Hannula, Finland
A Battle Goddess awaits

She's on the tarmac when they came back, he watches as the plane comes in and the smile on her face is positively beatific. They made it home. And they're not too worse for the wear. He can see armor damage abounds, and a few people nursing scrapes and bruises. But they'd all survive amazingly. Freya can only feel relief. She'd grabbed her little brother and sister in a hug, revealing her shoulder is mostly healed as she uses bother arms to near crush the pair even in their armor. Jamie had nearly cried, knowing his beloved big sister is okay.

Freya had let them go and sighed, "I'm going to want a full report later. I only got a clean bill of health a little while ago. Still a little stiff, but I should be ready do go for the next operation. Oh hey!" She gives her siblings a nod.

Then she pushes by them and intercepts Sam. gently and carefully catching her before she can vanish, "Hey girl. How you doing? Everything okay?" She smiles and gives Sam a good once over, making sure she's okay, "I'm glad you're all coming home okay. You especially. Just take care of yourself. And if you need any help with anything you let me know alright?" She smiles and gives Sam's back a rub.

---

Even later

Jamie had stripped his armor, and was relaxing abit, a whole bunch of grapes on the vine in one hand, and a giant glass of something that looked like apple juice in the other, he's in the middle of taking a drink when a ghost walks in. He'd sat up straight then and watched Skye walk by the rec room. He'd coughed then looked again to see her walk by. But what...was...something in her wake, looked like a shadow? In a trench coat and a sword...held in it's left hand. What the hell?

In the armory the meeting began. Enri and Skye facing the gathering of Athena, Purna, Adam and Tahlia. For a moment there was another person. But then it was just a shadow.

They began to talk, and then another voice joins them. Ban seeming to step right out of Skye's shadow, a long grey trench coat hanging from his shoulders. His right hand free. His left hand holding the sword loosely, yet with a will. As Ban slides clear of Skye's shadow another voice joins the tiny gathering, that of Freya. She really doesn't need to be there, but having passed by her brother he had pointed out there was something off. Her voice is a dangerous low tone, "It is said, when Japan was first form, to complete the process even after Izanami and Izanaji drew out the land. Hachiman plunged the first sword into the ocean, and when he drew it, five perfect drops fell, and formed the surface of the islands. It is said, he drew forth that blade with his right hand, then held it's tsuba with his left from there on. So a samurai would always hold his sword in his right hand if he's prepared for peace. On in his left if he's prepared for war." Ban turned to look at her his eyes narrowed. Tahlia being the security expert she is, finally noticed this and widened her stance abit.

Ban's history known to near everyone there. Freya takes a step into the room, and Jamie appearing at the door a second later, having retrieved the Throngler, and holding it lighting in both hands, just in case. Freya takes up a spot slightly seperated from everyone, showing she's a more nuetral party in this situation, "So tell me Kingo-san, are you prepared for war?" She motioned at Ban's sword, which he has now pressed his thumb under the guard ready to give it that one little push to slide it free and draw it.

Ban sniffs and looks around slowly, "Skye-chan and I...have done much in the past few days, and lost...much..." Jamie can be heard to let out a gasp, finding the implications saddening. Ban lifts the blade then hooks his thumb up over the guard, holding the blade down in place, "A concession..." he says simply.

And then the moment is broken yet again when Dr. Keller, comes storming in. Ban whisper, "Oh kuzo..." Sophie walking up and wrenching open the coat to show dry burned skin from the overclocking of his augments days ago now. She grumbles, "Come on!" And drags Ban off, "I have work to do on this one. Your duty can wait. Excuse me."

Ban reaches out and tries to get help to stay this torture, but no one wants to upset Sophie at the moment. Freya smiles, "Oops." Jamie chuckles and follows the doctor and doomed yakuza.

Freya nods, "So this meeting of the minds." She gestures around to everyone there now. Smiling and bowing her head to Enri, looking Adam, Thalia, Athena and Skye, "I'm not going to have to knock heads to keep this from going wrong am I?"

Geonet 2.0 - Battle for the Megacity

A few Nights later

At the Badger Sett

Badger on Duty

"So...do you think..."

"Yes, often, you ought to try it sometime."

"Oh fuck you."

"You're not my type."

"Wait you have a type?"

This is a conversation between Crow Blanc, Badger and D. Llama. Who says what we leave up to you. Though it ends with Badger grinning broadly, like a loon one might say. Crow grumbling and ol' Drama Llama face palming and muttering about how his elders are so goofy. Badger chuckles and lifts the small shot glass of something golden amber and sips it, "So everything aside we didn't lose anyone during the Blackout. Everything looks like it's coming back but Yellow can't seem to get an idea of what caused it." Drama hums, looking over medical reports, "Outside of Granny Owl's Life Cradle having to be booted in emergency mode for awhile there was no major casulties. Though one of our G-Net Dwellers over at Heavy Rhino's forge, is still in a coma. As he was deep diving when it happened, and his mind was seperated from his body. We're still trying to coax him back." Blanc rubs at his beak, "We're lucky none of our own was killed."

Badger huffs softly, staring at the table top, "We were very lucky indeed. Others weren't so. I hear a G-Net managed fuel line to the Slums went up in a ball of fire, immolated an entire block." The other wince and nod in understanding.

Badger sighs, "We've survived this, just like we survived the Wars and the creation of the Mega-Cities. We'll survive what comes after too. The Pack is a family." Blanc and Drama both nod and raise their shot glasses before all three drink.

There's a companionable silence before Crow speaks again, "So...hypothetically...who could possibly create something to take out the Geo-Net and cause an energy quake powerful enough to breach the Spire and cause that much damage?" Drama looks at his glass after refilling it, "No one I know. The Medical community has got nothing. Nothing biological or bio-mechanical. Just nothing." Crow nods, "And physical mechanics says it would have to be something huge and overt. So what does that leave?" Badger says it, "Something digital." The other two look at him expectantly, and again Badger speaks, "Don't look at me. Look I dabble. And if I had made something like that, I'd have showed everyone in the Sett, then locked it away in my data vault. Only other people I know are Yellow, and he wouldn't do that. No self respecting Pack active right now would do something like that, something that would damage their relations with clients and customers. Or for that matter harm the Pack...harm their family!" The last sentence is said with heated vehemence and almost rage. And it's soothing sounds and gestures that calm him. Badger sighs, "Sorry, I just can't think of anyone in the Pack that would be crazy enough to compile something like that." He shakes his head, and lifts his shotglass to his lips again, under his mask, "It's an enigma, within a riddle, within a puzzle, within a maze. And it's going to drive someone crazy. And it's not going to be me. Again."

Drama groans, "Do I need to do another mental check on you?"

"Now why would you think I'm crazy?"

"Should I assume you are or aren't?"

"Assume he is and get it over with."

"I thought you were my friend?"

"Who said anything about this being about friendship?"

Rerun: Blackguards!

@Red Wizard

Is there...something stopping you from making a character and inserting them into the party?