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8 yrs ago
Sometimes I don’t feel like writing but then I look at the rest of these forums and realize they’re dead af so I can’t be dead af either
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9 yrs ago
I am tired and very stressed - I will probably not be able to push out any replies for some time.
9 yrs ago
Will be away for three days - near to absolutely no internet. I'm afraid.
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9 yrs ago
I swear to God all the icons on the page turned into emojis for a moment...
9 yrs ago
I think I’m starting to be known on the guild as the guy who expresses interest in RPs but never joins
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More info about the setting may help attract more people.
If anyone has noticed I'm not posting as much, please, again, note that my banner is still applicable. It's a busy time of year for everybody.
Also, am I the only one that thinks this RP needs a reboot? I'm fully aware of the huge character development right now, but I feel that it's lost some... "flair" from its youth.
Also, am I the only one that thinks this RP needs a reboot? I'm fully aware of the huge character development right now, but I feel that it's lost some... "flair" from its youth.
Due to IRL problems, I may back out of this rp for a short while. Temporary. I might miraculously find some time later on. For now, exams are nigh, and I value my studies more than the internet. We could say Mark listened to the briefing, turned hobo in the IT room working on some blueprints, and might get to deploy something in the next mission.
Capisce, anyone?
Capisce, anyone?
Reserve a spot? Maybe?
Sooo sorry I didn't response to ur post c3p, life happened. D:
AXEL Labs, Florida, USA
At the AXEL labs, excitement was brewing. Another of Dr. Shao's inventions was going to be test-flown today. In the middle of a spacious concrete clearing in the middle of the complex, a grey robot with a peculiar missile-like device strapped to its back hung limp, suspended by mini-stands. A megaphone roared in the early morning.
"All right! Clear the launching area!"
Blue-shirted men removed the mini-stands, and adjusted the robot's kinetic settings to stand straight. All personnel stayed at least fifty meters away from the exoskeleton, as safety protocol dictated. One man started recording on a camcorder.
"Commencing launch in T - 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.. LIFT-OFF!"
With a sudden and deafening boom, the robot at the center of the clearing exploded into several different pieces.
UNKRCI HQ, Geneva, Switzerland
Mark Shao resisted the urge to cry as he witnessed it all on his double-screen Dell computer in the White Gloves' IT lab. He switched windows and angrily typed into a Skype screen: "what was that?!! what do u call that??"
A bing came up as the recipient responded. "sorry boss. these nasa auxiliary boosters r more than 10 yrs old. delivery from the labs at NY ain't cheap."
"well, speed it up. Minus that unit, we only have 14 units, only 8 of which r serviceable. 4 now until NY delivery gets there focus on the underwater units."
"K boss."
"All personnel, please report to the briefing room. We have a situation developing in East Africa."
Finally. Some action. Mark quickly shrugged on his brand-new Swiss Army backpack and slipped through the mob of uniformed men moving in the general direction of the briefing room. He noted the appearance of a slightly intoxicated an somewhat motley crew taking up most of the space in the hallway, moving away from the briefing room in the direction of the deployment bay. Probably the mercenaries. Silver Talon, from what he heard.
At the AXEL labs, excitement was brewing. Another of Dr. Shao's inventions was going to be test-flown today. In the middle of a spacious concrete clearing in the middle of the complex, a grey robot with a peculiar missile-like device strapped to its back hung limp, suspended by mini-stands. A megaphone roared in the early morning.
"All right! Clear the launching area!"
Blue-shirted men removed the mini-stands, and adjusted the robot's kinetic settings to stand straight. All personnel stayed at least fifty meters away from the exoskeleton, as safety protocol dictated. One man started recording on a camcorder.
"Commencing launch in T - 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.. LIFT-OFF!"
With a sudden and deafening boom, the robot at the center of the clearing exploded into several different pieces.
UNKRCI HQ, Geneva, Switzerland
Mark Shao resisted the urge to cry as he witnessed it all on his double-screen Dell computer in the White Gloves' IT lab. He switched windows and angrily typed into a Skype screen: "what was that?!! what do u call that??"
A bing came up as the recipient responded. "sorry boss. these nasa auxiliary boosters r more than 10 yrs old. delivery from the labs at NY ain't cheap."
"well, speed it up. Minus that unit, we only have 14 units, only 8 of which r serviceable. 4 now until NY delivery gets there focus on the underwater units."
"K boss."
"All personnel, please report to the briefing room. We have a situation developing in East Africa."
Finally. Some action. Mark quickly shrugged on his brand-new Swiss Army backpack and slipped through the mob of uniformed men moving in the general direction of the briefing room. He noted the appearance of a slightly intoxicated an somewhat motley crew taking up most of the space in the hallway, moving away from the briefing room in the direction of the deployment bay. Probably the mercenaries. Silver Talon, from what he heard.
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Supsters.
Welcome.
To.
The.
Guild.
>:D
Welcome.
To.
The.
Guild.
>:D
Just asking, exactly what time is it in Geneva at the time of the summoning to the briefing room?
- (Wait. Better introduction in progress.)
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