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3 yrs ago
Current Auld Lang Syne, everybody. roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
4 yrs ago
Vote in my new quest, Mirage, a RP quest set in the far, far future roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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Kink-Shaming. Kink-Shaming Never Changes.
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roleplayerguild.com/posts/5… Vote for Dead in Depression. The mechanics of the quest have now been posted!
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So, is the Discord going to be set up after the first IC post or....?
[@BingtheWings]

Just a question for one of my future ideas. What should the overall status of the police in Surubachi be like?
Just a question. How advanced is genetic modification in this universe?
Personally, no. I think a busy OOC keeps it on first page more rather than putting it all on Discord. It's your choice, overall, though.
Finished for now. Will work on it more later.

Working on the CS. Possibly will be done by the end of this week.
Oh, I have several questions.

- What about the presence of Japanese corporations or zaibatsu's within this RP?
- Are we, the players, allowed to world-build within the brief synopsis of the setting you have illustrated for us in the OP?
- What are your expectations for us as role-players? Because you posted this interest check in the casual and advanced sections.
Gimme gimme gimme.
Goddammit, just what was Lancaster’s plan? Jimbo tried to not to break decorum over the comms and call Lancaster a fool for traversing further in what was clearly an death trap. He never felt more useless now than ever. He had no line of sight on his squad commander, currently all of his team-members were deciding to venture into the big flaming warehouse and Travers was currently 2 klicks away from his position. He had never felt more ineffectual than before, feeling like a sitting duck.

Jimbo kept silent on the comms, trying to keep his emotions in check as the black-site reigned into chaos. The base was unofficially on high-alert right now even with the alarms and the power supply disabled across the entire black-site. It didn’t take that much intelligence for a soldier to notice that something was wrong, especially with the fact that their largest warehouse was currently on fire. Flames licked at the tarmac and the soft-orange red glow of the conflagration flared up the infrared vision of his tactical goggles.

“ "Stand by and be ready to charge the front gate. We're going to need quick egress out of this base once we're done here!"

Finally. It was reassuring for him that Lancaster at least had some sort of plan other than digging their holes deeper and deeper into enemy territory.He looked back and forth between the rappel rope and through the eye of his scope for what seemed like eternity. The mention of sectoid-alien hybrids on the radio didn’t even break him out of his reverie, only eliciting a slight grunt of disgust from him. Well, it wasn’t surprising that ADVENT had dabbled into human experimentation to add onto their damning list of human rights violations.

Right now, Jimbo wasn’t entirely sure what to do in his position. He was completely useless up on the cliff. Firing wantonly into the enemy patrols that were now filing into the black-site like angry bees would sooner reveal his position than help Falcon-Squad in any way possible. However, higher ground meant higher ground and for good reason. Shit hadn’t hit the fan yet and the soldiers of the black-site were in a state of shock and tumultuous confusion. Staying up here would provide more benefits to Falcon Squad. What to do….What to…

Ah.

That was something worthwhile.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jimbo managed to spot an ADVENT soldier that wore different garb from the usual bunch. Dressed in a flamboyant cape and clearly bulkier armor, the ADVENT soldier was clearly giving orders to the troops around him, pointing towards the warehouse. Was this the Blacksite Commander their intel talked about? Jimbo pressed his shoulder into his rifle stock before radioing in his new discovery to the rest of Falcon Squad.

“ Falcon Squad, I have an visual on hostile 38 degrees north 2 klicks to my position.. Possibly base commander. Permission to eliminate hostile?”
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