Bright_Ops

Mid/High Casual - Divinus: The Deity Roleplay Mk.II

Sorry if I haven't been active here for a very long time... Sure most of you forgot about me.

I think I might just withdraw properly. I'm never going to be able to catch back up enough to get back into the swing of things.

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay (Stalled out, we have a new thread for the reboot)

Tushienia

Name of Nation: Tushienia

Government: Merchant Republic

Species: Goblins and humans with some degree of crossbreeding.

Culture:
Science and Silver are the two pillars of Tushienia society that their nation is built upon. The island nation is incredibly young, having only been established 20 years ago by a collaboration of humans and goblins pirates who sort to pursue profit for their genius by outright claiming an island with few natural resources that no one really wanted and establishing a trading hub there. With a complete lack of scientific morals and an influx of wealth and 'test subjects' by those who sort a safe place to perform questionable experiments without fear of the law, Tushienia became one of the leading technological powers on the planet, trading the fruits of its labor with other nations to support itself.

The weak willed and kind hearted do not survive in Tushienia, the politics of the island nation rewarding the cut throat and successful at all costs members of society with 'Trade Barons' being the leading figures of the Republic. While brutal and uncaring, Tushienia also offers those who live there a surprising amount of freedom, not giving a damn about what race, gender or species someone is and allowing anyone who is made of the right stuff the chance to crave out a place in society.

History:
Tushienia is a young nation that was established twenty years ago by several human and goblin pirate crews coming together in the name of profit. The crews wanted to establish a safe port in order to operate out of and after a bit of searching they found an island that was somewhat poor on natural resources that no one lived on that was in a fairly reasonable location. While many of the crew were content with just having a safe pirate haven to call home, one of the goblin captains had an idea...

Since the island wasn't owned by anyone, technically there were no laws there beyond what the pirates themselves enforced which made it a prime location to be a trading hub for those of a more... questionable taste. But while that would bring in some degree of business, why not offer something that people wouldn't be able to get anywhere else? While the concepts of 'civil rights' and 'morals in science' was relatively new in the grand scheme of things, enough nations and cultures had started to develop them and that was proofing somewhat problematic towards those in the science field that wished to perform experiments or develop new technologies in methods that were being hindered by their respective governments and cultures.

The island of Tushienia threw open its arms to the unethical and amoral, scientist and inventor, businessman and slaver. What started life as a pirate haven quickly grew into a city where science and profit was the law of the land and the most successful business tycoons, scientists and inventors that could claw their way to the top could lay down the law in order to keep the small nation ahead of the technological curve and profitable.

Within the twenty years of its existence, Tushienia has become a technological powerhouse but it has been somewhat hindered by lack of production to produce the kind of trade profits that the barons are after. That's going to have to change...

Territory Claims:





Economy:
The economy of Tushienia is built around the creation of science and technology and selling the results of both to the highest bidder. It's wealth almost completely comes from trade, with the occasional influx coming in from questionable sources (IE. Piracy) as a number of shadowy individuals from other countries find Tushienia a safe place to hide either themselves or sources of wealth that they don't want their home countries to find. The nation also gains a healthy profit from the trading of slaves, through a fair number of them disappear into the science labs to live out the rest of their lives as test subjects.

Technology:
Within the twenties that it has existed, Tushienia is considered one of the leaders of the technological world. While it may lack the means to mass produce its products, the demand is incredibly high. As a city, Tushienia is one of the most advanced in the world, with even its slums having electrical power and access to technological marvels that even in poor condition is far greater then the best a good chunk of the rest of the world can offer.

When it comes to military technology, Tushienia isn't afraid to sell the fruits of its labor... however, it is not foolish about it. As a practice, it'll keep the truly advanced and best equipment to supply its own armed forces while selling the more... outdated technologies to others. The weapons and military technology it does sell is still generally of good quality and worth having, but by the time it hits the market Tushienia has already equipped itself with the brand new cutting edge gear.

Army:
Each Trade Baron has an active staff of personal guards and their own private force of solders to do with as they desire, but in the even that the nation as a whole goes to war it is expected for them to unite their forces and hire the mercenaries, privateers and pirates that call the city of Tushienia home in order to form a decent sized armed force. The personal forces of the Barons are generally equipped with the top of the line equipment that the nation can produce while mercenaries, pirates and privateers generally bring their own equipment. The government does provide equipment and supplies to those signing up to fight for their cause; While it generally isn't to the same high standard as the Trade Baron's personal forces, the offered equipment is generally a pretty solid standard with the option of taking a small paycheck in exchange for better gear. Looting and slave taking are also generally acceptable practices unless the order comes down not too for one reason or another.

Navy:
Because of its reliance on trade, it is of no surprise that Tushienia invests of lot of time and effort into its naval abilities. While each Trade Baron has their own private fleets, Tushienia actually does have an independent navy of its own that is funded by the nation's government in order to safe guard the trade fleets traveling through their waters; While Tushienia profits from piracy, it likes to keep that sort of thing away from its own waters in order to encourage business.

The Tushienia Navy and the private fleets of the Trade Barons are kept technologically advanced, with each new upgrade tested and installed whenever possible. They have also invested in a new method of oceanic warfare in the form of their newly developed submarines. After all, why risk a fair fight when you can just surprise and sink the bastards?

Rolls:
1 - Territory - Your nation is cripplingly small. It would be a mistake to call it a city-state, as it is smaller than a city. It has few people and lesser still to offer. It has managed to survive conquerors by being simply irrelevant.

15+5 - Tech - Your nation is among the premier modern empires of the day. One of the earliest adopters of industrialization, your nation is a trender setter in many of the technological fields.

2 - Army Size - Your army is restricted to personal guards and retainers, but the nation maintains a system that allows for small armies to be conscripted during wartime.

13 - Economy - Your economy is average, and is stable.

3 - Production - Your nation is largely agrarian, with some natural resource exploitation to a small degree.

12 - Navy Size - You have a decently sized navy, with a fairly militarized portion.

1 - Airforce Size - You have no air force.

17 - Mobilization Ability - It takes a month to mobilize.

Other:

Dulce et Decorum Est - A WWI Inspired Nation Roleplay (Stalled out, we have a new thread for the reboot)

Tushienia

Name of Nation: Tushienia

Government: Merchant Republic

Species: Goblins and humans with some degree of crossbreeding.

Culture:
Science and Silver are the two pillars of Tushienia society that their nation is built upon. The island nation is incredibly young, having only been established 20 years ago by a collaboration of humans and goblins pirates who sort to pursue profit for their genius by outright claiming an island with few natural resources that no one really wanted and establishing a trading hub there. With a complete lack of scientific morals and an influx of wealth and 'test subjects' by those who sort a safe place to perform questionable experiments without fear of the law, Tushienia became one of the leading technological powers on the planet, trading the fruits of its labor with other nations to support itself.

The weak willed and kind hearted do not survive in Tushienia, the politics of the island nation rewarding the cut throat and successful at all costs members of society with 'Trade Barons' being the leading figures of the Republic. While brutal and uncaring, Tushienia also offers those who live there a surprising amount of freedom, not giving a damn about what race, gender or species someone is and allowing anyone who is made of the right stuff the chance to crave out a place in society.

History:
Tushienia is a young nation that was established twenty years ago by several human and goblin pirate crews coming together in the name of profit. The crews wanted to establish a safe port in order to operate out of and after a bit of searching they found an island that was somewhat poor on natural resources that no one lived on that was in a fairly reasonable location. While many of the crew were content with just having a safe pirate haven to call home, one of the goblin captains had an idea...

Since the island wasn't owned by anyone, technically there were no laws there beyond what the pirates themselves enforced which made it a prime location to be a trading hub for those of a more... questionable taste. But while that would bring in some degree of business, why not offer something that people wouldn't be able to get anywhere else? While the concepts of 'civil rights' and 'morals in science' was relatively new in the grand scheme of things, enough nations and cultures had started to develop them and that was proofing somewhat problematic towards those in the science field that wished to perform experiments or develop new technologies in methods that were being hindered by their respective governments and cultures.

The island of Tushienia threw open its arms to the unethical and amoral, scientist and inventor, businessman and slaver. What started life as a pirate haven quickly grew into a city where science and profit was the law of the land and the most successful business tycoons, scientists and inventors that could claw their way to the top could lay down the law in order to keep the small nation ahead of the technological curve and profitable.

Within the twenty years of its existence, Tushienia has become a technological powerhouse but it has been somewhat hindered by lack of production to produce the kind of trade profits that the barons are after. That's going to have to change...

Territory Claims:





Economy:
The economy of Tushienia is built around the creation of science and technology and selling the results of both to the highest bidder. It's wealth almost completely comes from trade, with the occasional influx coming in from questionable sources (IE. Piracy) as a number of shadowy individuals from other countries find Tushienia a safe place to hide either themselves or sources of wealth that they don't want their home countries to find. The nation also gains a healthy profit from the trading of slaves, through a fair number of them disappear into the science labs to live out the rest of their lives as test subjects.

Technology:
Within the twenties that it has existed, Tushienia is considered one of the leaders of the technological world. While it may lack the means to mass produce its products, the demand is incredibly high. As a city, Tushienia is one of the most advanced in the world, with even its slums having electrical power and access to technological marvels that even in poor condition is far greater then the best a good chunk of the rest of the world can offer.

When it comes to military technology, Tushienia isn't afraid to sell the fruits of its labor... however, it is not foolish about it. As a practice, it'll keep the truly advanced and best equipment to supply its own armed forces while selling the more... outdated technologies to others. The weapons and military technology it does sell is still generally of good quality and worth having, but by the time it hits the market Tushienia has already equipped itself with the brand new cutting edge gear.

Army:
Each Trade Baron has an active staff of personal guards and their own private force of solders to do with as they desire, but in the even that the nation as a whole goes to war it is expected for them to unite their forces and hire the mercenaries, privateers and pirates that call the city of Tushienia home in order to form a decent sized armed force. The personal forces of the Barons are generally equipped with the top of the line equipment that the nation can produce while mercenaries, pirates and privateers generally bring their own equipment. The government does provide equipment and supplies to those signing up to fight for their cause; While it generally isn't to the same high standard as the Trade Baron's personal forces, the offered equipment is generally a pretty solid standard with the option of taking a small paycheck in exchange for better gear. Looting and slave taking are also generally acceptable practices unless the order comes down not too for one reason or another.

Navy:
Because of its reliance on trade, it is of no surprise that Tushienia invests of lot of time and effort into its naval abilities. While each Trade Baron has their own private fleets, Tushienia actually does have an independent navy of its own that is funded by the nation's government in order to safe guard the trade fleets traveling through their waters; While Tushienia profits from piracy, it likes to keep that sort of thing away from its own waters in order to encourage business.

The Tushienia Navy and the private fleets of the Trade Barons are kept technologically advanced, with each new upgrade tested and installed whenever possible. They have also invested in a new method of oceanic warfare in the form of their newly developed submarines. After all, why risk a fair fight when you can just surprise and sink the bastards?

Rolls:
1 - Territory - Your nation is cripplingly small. It would be a mistake to call it a city-state, as it is smaller than a city. It has few people and lesser still to offer. It has managed to survive conquerors by being simply irrelevant.

20 - Tech - Your nation is among the premier modern empires of the day. One of the earliest adopters of industrialization, your nation is a trender setter in many of the technological fields.

2 - Army Size - Your army is restricted to personal guards and retainers, but the nation maintains a system that allows for small armies to be conscripted during wartime.

13 - Economy - Your economy is average, and is stable.

3 - Production - Your nation is largely agrarian, with some natural resource exploitation to a small degree.

12 - Navy Size - You have a decently sized navy, with a fairly militarized portion.

1 - Airforce Size - You have no air force.

17 - Mobilization Ability - It takes a month to mobilize.

Other:

Civilization - A New End (2.5)

The Orc-Grave Swamp Enclave

As Gredy took a moment to himself to sit down and think, he couldn't help but frown a little at his thoughts. What had happened with Spunky was unfortunate, but there was little he could do about it personally other then to ask a couple of her friends to keep an eye on her and try to help her work through this.

Personal issues aside, he had greater concerns to worry about.

The troll camp had proved... somewhat quiet so far. He was perfectly happy with that state of affairs and thus he could turn his focus elsewhere; To their black skinned kin that were enslaved to the west. While he knew that their black skinned brethren seemed more then happy to dig out a new home for themselves inside of the mountain bordering the swamp and were content to serve as the artisans and miners of the Conclave by creating homes in the safety of the stone, he remembered the stories that they had told when they had first arrived... of the friends and family that had been killed or enslaved by the big ones that had seemed friendly at first. That injustice would not be allowed to stand! They would get their people back.

However... before such efforts were made, several other steps needed to be taken first.

Before any further plans could be made, he needed information about his enemy; Namely, where they were. He had talked to some of the black skinned goblins in order to try and piece together at least a general idea of where the betrayers had set up their settlements and any outlaying camps, but he needed more accurate and up to date information. The best scouts in the Enclave were called for and giving the Black Skinned information as a foundation in order to begin their mission to find out what they could about the enslaver's camps, positions and defenses with an order not to get caught or spotted. They needed the element of surprise on their side.

While 'training' with the wildlife had helped a lot to increase food supplies the possibility of additional, consistent food sources was ever on his mind. Not only would it help strengthen their position as a people, but in the event of freeing their black skinned kin they would need more food then they currently had in order to deal with the sudden influx of new mouths to feed. To that end, Gredy paid Trip a visit to ask him what his people had done for food when they had lived in their former mountain home and asked about the possibilities of recreating such a thing here.

Because Gredy couldn't be everywhere at once, he delegated an important mission to Buddy; If they were going to go to war, they would need every advantage that they could muster. While they had poor luck with using poison against the local wildlife in the past, that didn't make them any less dangerous to creatures from outside of the swamp's boarders. Buddy was to take those he deemed necessary in order to find a way for goblin kind to weaponize the various toxins, venom and poisons of the swamp to their advantage.

Summery

Gredy asks Spunky's friends and family to keep an eye on her and make sure she is alright.

The Enclave's best scouts are being sent west in order to find out information about the enslavers of the black skinned kin. They are not to be caught or seen at all costs.

Gredy sits down to have a chat with Trip in order to find out what the black goblins did for food in their former home and rises the question about recreating such a resource here.

Buddy and a team of goblins he picks have been tasked with figuring out how the goblins can properly weaponize the poisons, toxins and venoms of the swamp. Ideally to convert them into a form that crossbow bolts can be dipped in to make them deadlier, but creative thought is encouraged.

Long Live Equestria: An Adventurous My Little Pony Roleplay

Worried Mind

Location: Bellbrooke Reform School

If there was one thing that pony kind could be counted on, it was the fact that they as a species had decided early on in their history to shy away from the idea of total war; That wasn't to say that they weren't ready or willing to protect themselves or those that mattered to them, but that the idea of waging a war solely to exterminate their chosen enemy and everything that they had built from the world had simply never occurred to them...

Unfortunately, this also had the nasty side effect of making it difficult for Worried Mind to actually get funding for what he was trying to do. Most of the humans he had interacted with also didn't quite understand it either, but that was more because few bothered to try and research human history like he did rather then having a state of mind in which the concept of a nuclear weapon was alien. Ponies just didn't understand why any race would create a device that could not only utterly annihilate a large area, but also blight it and make it toxic for decades to come as well as roasting an even larger area outside of the initial blast zone and unleashing pure poison into the world that would sicken and kill people hundreds of kilometers away... let alone understand why anyone would create enough of these devices to effectively end all life on the planet at least twenty times over.

Granted Worried couldn't help but feel that he was missing information that was messing up his equations about just how bad the 'Cold War' could have gotten if the situation had truly gone south and that the actual number of how many times the world could have been destroyed was higher then it actually was, but the fact that the powers that be in a pre-Rending world felt that they needed to have the ability to end the world and everything on it several times over just to make sure everyone was good and dead was horrifying to the extreme.

And those weapons were still out there, hidden away in vaults and solos without anyone to maintain or dismantle them safely, their whereabouts lost when the old government was destroyed in the Rending...

Ponies didn't quite understand that these weapons were still a threat to the world because most of them simply couldn't wrap their head around something like that existing in the first place. Which made getting bits in order to fund research and exploration trips to try and locate the damn things somewhat difficult... and forcing Worried to have to take odd jobs in order to earn the additional funding he desperately needed.

He had been stationed in Bellbrooke for some time, looking for odd jobs to earn bits and leads to follow. While he wasn't one for social events and the like, he liked to think that he had enough of a professional relationship with the Mayor that they would point him in the right direction if either of them came up and that friendship had paid off; With his rifle resting in his lap as he sat down at a chair, he waited in the waiting room of the Headmaster of the Bellbrooke Reform School in order to meet with the pony who seemed to have a job offer going.

He didn't really know all that much about Headmaster Blueblood personally, but he had heard that he had offered jobs before... through sometimes people didn't come back from them. No harm in hearing him out at least.

Long Live Equestria: An Adventurous My Little Pony Roleplay

Worried Mind

Worried Mind

The paranoid but curious.

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26 | Reformed(?) Human | Male

◇Physical Description◇

Worried is a young adult that is entering the prime of his life, through the bags under his eyes tell a story of a mind that is plagued by fears and concerns that others aren't. He is a tall but wiry man, standing at around 6'5 feet tall with fair skin and short blond-brown hair and blue (through often glassy) eyes. The outfits he wears tend to be simple things (basic t-shirts and loose fitting jeans with a belt) but he is almost never seen without some kind of vest or jacket on. As he has joked before, he seems to be naturally cold blooded and not really bothered by the rare warm days that come along.

During his waking hours, he is always seen to be wearing a pair of glasses that he requires to see the world in more then just blurs. He doesn't clean them as often as he really should, but he goes to great lengths to take care of them and not lose them. Whenever he is out and about in the outside world, he is almost always seen wearing a pair of worn work boots with steel caps protecting the toes.

◇Personality Elements◇

• Tired
• Impulsive
• Obsessive
• Generous
• Paranoid
• Curious.

◇Biography◇

Andrew Macdonald was born and lived most of his life in Australia. He was the youngest in the family, growing up with three older sisters and two loving parents. While everyone in the family noticed as he was growing up that Andrew was different, it wasn't until a bit later on in his life that a reason for his behavior was actually given; He was deemed to have aspergers, through he was high functioning. Unwilling to admit that there might have been something mentally wrong with their child, his parents simply treated him like any of their other children and while this caused friction at times, all in all they raised their son right.

They had been taking a long awaited vacation to visit the United Kingdom (Starting their holiday in England) when the Rendering began.

Worried... doesn't remember what happened during this period of time. At least, not properly. Between the efforts of the Equestrian Reformation Schools and his own minds desire to try and not think about such a chaotic and painful time of his life, the view times he tried to remember his life before waking up as Worried Mind all he could remember is a haze that made him feel sick to his stomach. While the fact that he could remember anything about the Rending at all worried the ponies running the Reformation School, Worried surprised them by requesting that he be allowed to keep the sickening fog of 'memory' that remained. His exact words were "I am happy to forget the details but... I did things. Horrible things in order to be here today. Forgetting those things and pretending they never happened... doesn't feel right."

Despite several attempts over the years to change his mind, the ponies that worked with Worried respected his desire to bare the weight of his guilt and instead worked to help him accept it and live with it in a healthy manner.

When he graduated from the Reform School, Worried Mind dived into researching the ruins of human technology. He never really had the mind for magic in either form, but there was something about non magical tech that clicked in his head and he desired to seek it out wherever he could.

However, looking through the ruins of human history and technology brought with it knowledge... strictly speaking, knowledge of nuclear weapons and the vast number of Polaris and Trident missiles that Britain had stockpiled around the nation before the Rending... and hadn't been dismantled in the days after the discovery of magic and the lead up to the Rending. In fact, with the destruction of the former human government and... well, most of the United Kingdom the exact locations of where these world ending weapons were was lost.

This knowledge keeps Worried Mind awake at night, pouring through whatever information that he can get that trickles into the settlements trying to pick out likely locations that these deadly weapons might be stored in order to track them down before something bad happens because of them. A decade without maintenance, abandoned to whatever conditions that their solos suffered... with creatures and people out there that might come across one and decide to try and use it for their own ends. Hell! Even if they were left alone and Celestia willing didn't malfunction and explode of their own, just the poisonous effect that they could have on their surroundings if they just started to leak...

◇Skills and Talents◇

Objective focused: Worried works best when he is given a list of tasks that need to be done. He will see that they are done and that they are done in the correct order without question unless he notices something that is truly ineffective and can be improved in some way.

Knack with Technology: Not everyone has a mind that can understand how various pieces of human technology works, but Worried seems to have a knack for understanding how the pieces are meant to fit together... almost like solving a puzzle.

Some knowledge of history: Unlike many humans currently alive (and most others from Equestria), Worried actually does have some knowledge about human history before the Rending. He seeks to learn more of it through.

Basic Firearm Training: While it doesn't happen often, sometimes Worried has to leave the relative safety of the few civilized places left for pony and human kind. Considering all the nasty things currently roaming the world, being able to operate a firearm is rather useful.

◇Relics, Spells, and Techniques◇

None. Worried Mind doesn't understand magic in the slightest and doesn't have the mind in order to really understand or use it. Honestly, he kind of hates how chaotic and senseless the rules behind it seem to be and would honestly rather live in a world where it doesn't exist.

◇Gear◇

Pony Made Clothing: Worried's clothing is pony made and is thus pretty well put together. Currently, he favors wearing a white t-shirt, a warm blue hooded jumper and a pair of loosely fitting dark blue jeans with a black belt. He also wears a pair of black (if somewhat worn) workboots with a steelcap in the toe area.

Backpack: A simple backpack, you never know when one will be useful.

Glasses: He wears glasses during all of his waking hours unless he is asleep or bathing. They are prescription glasses and he needs to visit an optometrist every few years in order to have them adjusted.

Equestrian made Rifle: The world is a dangerous place outside of the towns... and even in the towns when the Rendered launch a serious attack. Even if an Equestrian rifle would have been more at home in the early days of WW1, it's still useful for protecting oneself.

Long Live Equestria: An Adventurous My Little Pony Roleplay

Worried Mind

Worried Mind

The paranoid but curious.

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26 | Reformed(?) Human | Male

◇Physical Description◇

Worried is a young adult that is entering the prime of his life, through the bags under his eyes tell a story of a mind that is plagued by fears and concerns that others aren't. He is a tall but wiry man, standing at around 6'5 feet tall with fair skin and short blond-brown hair and blue (through often glassy) eyes. The outfits he wears tend to be simple things (basic t-shirts and loose fitting jeans with a belt) but he is almost never seen without some kind of vest or jacket on. As he has joked before, he seems to be naturally cold blooded and not really bothered by the rare warm days that come along.

During his waking hours, he is always seen to be wearing a pair of glasses that he requires to see the world in more then just blurs. He doesn't clean them as often as he really should, but he goes to great lengths to take care of them and not lose them. Whenever he is out and about in the outside world, he is almost always seen wearing a pair of worn work boots with steel caps protecting the toes.

◇Personality Elements◇

• Tired
• Impulsive
• Obsessive
• Generous
• Paranoid
• Curious.

◇Biography◇

Andrew Macdonald was born and lived most of his life in Australia. He was the youngest in the family, growing up with three older sisters and two loving parents. While everyone in the family noticed as he was growing up that Andrew was different, it wasn't until a bit later on in his life that a reason for his behavior was actually given; He was deemed to have aspergers, through he was high functioning. Unwilling to admit that there might have been something mentally wrong with their child, his parents simply treated him like any of their other children and while this caused friction at times, all in all they raised their son right.

They had been taking a long awaited vacation to visit the United Kingdom (Starting their holiday in England) when the Rendering began.

Worried... doesn't remember what happened during this period of time. At least, not properly. Between the efforts of the Equestrian Reformation Schools and his own minds desire to try and not think about such a chaotic and painful time of his life, the view times he tried to remember his life before waking up as Worried Mind all he could remember is a haze that made him feel sick to his stomach. While the fact that he could remember anything about the Rending at all worried the ponies running the Reformation School, Worried surprised them by requesting that he be allowed to keep the sickening fog of 'memory' that remained. His exact words were "I am happy to forget the details but... I did things. Horrible things in order to be here today. Forgetting those things and pretending they never happened... doesn't feel right."

Despite several attempts over the years to change his mind, the ponies that worked with Worried respected his desire to bare the weight of his guilt and instead worked to help him accept it and live with it in a healthy manner.

When he graduated from the Reform School, Worried Mind dived into researching the ruins of human technology. He never really had the mind for magic in either form, but there was something about non magical tech that clicked in his head and he desired to seek it out wherever he could.

However, looking through the ruins of human history and technology brought with it knowledge... strictly speaking, knowledge of nuclear weapons and the vast number of Polaris and Trident missiles that Britain had stockpiled around the nation before the Rending... and hadn't been dismantled in the days after the discovery of magic and the lead up to the Rending. In fact, with the destruction of the former human government and... well, most of the United Kingdom the exact locations of where these world ending weapons were was lost.

This knowledge keeps Worried Mind awake at night, pouring through whatever information that he can get that trickles into the settlements trying to pick out likely locations that these deadly weapons might be stored in order to track them down before something bad happens because of them. A decade without maintenance, abandoned to whatever conditions that their solos suffered... with creatures and people out there that might come across one and decide to try and use it for their own ends. Hell! Even if they were left alone and Celestia willing didn't malfunction and explode of their own, just the poisonous effect that they could have on their surroundings if they just started to leak...

◇Skills and Talents◇

Objective focused: Worried works best when he is given a list of tasks that need to be done. He will see that they are done and that they are done in the correct order without question unless he notices something that is truly ineffective and can be improved in some way.

Knack with Technology: Not everyone has a mind that can understand how various pieces of human technology works, but Worried seems to have a knack for understanding how the pieces are meant to fit together... almost like solving a puzzle.

Some knowledge of history: Unlike many humans currently alive (and most others from Equestria), Worried actually does have some knowledge about human history before the Rending. He seeks to learn more of it through.

Basic Firearm Training: While it doesn't happen often, sometimes Worried has to leave the relative safety of the few civilized places left for pony and human kind. Considering all the nasty things currently roaming the world, being able to operate a firearm is rather useful.

◇Relics, Spells, and Techniques◇

None. Worried Mind doesn't understand magic in the slightest and doesn't have the mind in order to really understand or use it. Honestly, he kind of hates how chaotic and senseless the rules behind it seem to be and would honestly rather live in a world where it doesn't exist.

◇Gear◇

Pony Made Clothing: Worried's clothing is pony made and is thus pretty well put together. Currently, he favors wearing a white t-shirt, a warm blue hooded jumper and a pair of loosely fitting dark blue jeans with a black belt. He also wears a pair of black (if somewhat worn) workboots with a steelcap in the toe area.

Backpack: A simple backpack, you never know when one will be useful.

Glasses: He wears glasses during all of his waking hours unless he is asleep or bathing. They are prescription glasses and he needs to visit an optometrist every few years in order to have them adjusted.

Equestrian made Rifle: The world is a dangerous place outside of the towns... and even in the towns when the Rendered launch a serious attack. Even if an Equestrian rifle would have been more at home in the early days of WW1, it's still useful for protecting oneself.

Character Sheet up, through I do have one question in mind.

Has Australia followed the route that Shadowrun did when magic returned to the world by being so consumed by magic that it's plagued by mana storms? 40,000 years of aboriginal practices, traditions and of course 'The Dream Time' really comes back with a vengeance once magic returns to the world.

Long Live Equestria: An Adventurous My Little Pony Roleplay

If this is still open to people, I'll look into make a character in the near future.

World of Warcraft: The Coming Storm

Gredy 'Viceroy of Vice' Silvertongue

Name: Gredy 'Viceroy of Vice' Silvertongue

Age: Appears to be in his mid 20's to early 30's (Real age unknown/forgotten)

Sex: Male

Race: Goblin

Class: Warlock

Equipment and Gear: A well tailored, form fitting mana infused silk suit, a pair of 'formal' hiking boots, an enchanted pouch on his belt that is -much- bigger on the inside then on the outside and a magical staff that appears like a microphone stand (complete with enchantments around the head of the staff to amplify ones voice if so desired).

History: No one (not even Gredy himself) is sure about how old he actually is (No one really wrote anything down and his parents had a poor memory for dates). He was born in the poorer parts of Kezan as part of a set of quadruplets. Two of his siblings were sold to more wealthy families to become servants and the like while his 'younger' brother that was kept died a few weeks after due to unforeseen health reasons, leaving Gredy to grow up an only child.

In his teenage years, the world turned on its head with the arrival of the Orcish Horde under Warchief Blackhand and the agreements that were organized between it and the goblin cartels of Kezan. Seeing one of the orcish warlocks that had come as apart of the diplomatic party of the horde demonstrate her abilities, Gredy knew in his heart that he wanted those abilities for himself. Sneaking onto the orcish ship before it could leave Kezan, he begged the orcish warlock to take him on as a student... and surprisingly she agreed; Maybe she felt in the mood for a laugh, maybe she felt that the young goblin's ambition should be rewarded, but regardless of her motives she taught the young goblin how to wield the fel and make its creatures bow to his command.

While the orcish horde would lose to the newly formed Alliance in the end, an older and wiser Gredy managed to survive the campaign and fled back to Kezan with a healthy amount of war spoils before everything fell apart completely and the Alliance could start hunting down war criminals. Now with a sizeable amount of gold to work with, Gredy used it to purchase a fairly large building that he converted into a den for gambling, smut, narcotics and violence in the form of fight clubs. He called his club 'Vice' and it would remain open for decades via good business sense, a cut throat desire to be successful and at times actual curses.

While the club itself brought in a great deal of profit due to its nature, Gredy also made a side business of being a loan shark. Unlike other loan sharks, Gredy had an interesting alternative payment method for those debtors or gamblers who couldn't pay up in material goods; An acceptable alternative for Gredy was the payment of some of the debtor's life essence to cover their debt. By draining some of the life out of others, Gredy was able to keep himself in the prime of his own life far beyond what was natural.

As Kezan was exploding into flame due to the actions of Deathwing, Gredy abandoned his homeland alongside his staff and their families, taking to the seas on his own personal ship and sailing for Gadgetzan. While the original 'Vice' was destroyed when Kezan was, its memory was not forgotten as Gredy built a new club in the sands of Tanaris, this time naming it 'Second Sin'.

For a long time, Gredy remained neutral to the Horde and Alliance conflict quite simply because it was much more profitable that way. He could sell his services to anyone he liked and in return he was able to gather together debts, favors and blackmail material from both factions to be used, sold and traded as he personally desired.

Things changed when the Burning Legion invaded.

While the threat of being invaded by an endless army of demons was something of a boon towards business due to the sudden surge of people attempting to deal with their stress, Gredy had been around long enough and was experienced enough with the methods of the Burning Legion to know that a Legion victory would be the end of his business for good. A warlock of experience and power, the goblin volunteered his services to the Horde as something of an advisor on the Burning Legion, demons and fel in general.

Appearance: Gredy Silvertongue is a successful goblin and his appearance shows it. His clothing is tailored out of expensive materials to fit his somewhat enlarged form, displaying his wealth in not just his clothing, but also with his additional body mass. While he is nowhere as large as a Trade Prince or those goblins close to the top of society, Gredy is pudgy enough to have a double chin.

Unlike many who practice fel magic, Gredy has managed to avoid the mutation and degrading side effects via his practice of draining the life out of others to refresh himself, appearing completely in the prime of health with one minor exception; When he was younger, his hair used to be a rich rusty red color, but age and the usage of fel has turned it bone white. He likes to think that it gives him a 'silver fox' air about him.

Personality:
Everything in existence falls into at least one of five categories:

1. Things that belong to Gredy Silvertongue.
2. Things that belong to Gredy Silvertongue, but don't know it yet.
3. Things that don't belong to Gredy Silvertongue, but are still profitable to him.
4. Things Gredy Silvertongue doesn't care about.
5. Things that need to be destroyed.

The exact definition of what a thing is to Gredy is kept somewhat vague, including but not limited to Objects, Places and even People. While he is inherently selfish and somewhat indifferent to the suffering of others, when he considers someone 'one of his people' he quickly proves that he is more then willing to go above and beyond to take care of what he considers to be his. A prime example of this was seen as Kezan was being destroyed with his willingness to gather together not just the staff from his club, but also their families in order to get them all to safety rather then just abandoning them outright.

World of Warcraft: The Coming Storm

Just leaving a note here to show my interest. Will have a character sheet up after sleep and possibly work tomorrow.