Siphran said
Sounds good.
Nice post!
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Hey, I'm Catharyn! I joined the Roleplayer Guild on 2nd Feb 2011, then rejoined on the 17th Jan 2014 after Guildfall.
I was active every day until late 2015, accruing (i think) around 7k posts across dozens of roleplays. Then, I started working and had to gradually slow down my RP schedule. In 2017, I officially went on hiatus when other commitments got fully in the way of roleplaying.
This continued until the COVID-19 pandemic hit, when I suddenly realised I had a lot more free time in lockdown! So in mid-2020, I returned to the Guild with a vengeance. I also managed to get The Cradle 1x1 off the ground - a story i've had percolating for almost a decade.
My posting schedule has slowed down a bit now that the world has opened up again. I still love science fiction, fantasy and espionage themes, and generally aim for around 300 words per post.
Hey, I'm Catharyn! I joined the Roleplayer Guild on 2nd Feb 2011, then rejoined on the 17th Jan 2014 after Guildfall.
I was active every day until late 2015, accruing (i think) around 7k posts across dozens of roleplays. Then, I started working and had to gradually slow down my RP schedule. In 2017, I officially went on hiatus when other commitments got fully in the way of roleplaying.
This continued until the COVID-19 pandemic hit, when I suddenly realised I had a lot more free time in lockdown! So in mid-2020, I returned to the Guild with a vengeance. I also managed to get The Cradle 1x1 off the ground - a story i've had percolating for almost a decade.
My posting schedule has slowed down a bit now that the world has opened up again. I still love science fiction, fantasy and espionage themes, and generally aim for around 300 words per post.
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Nice post!
Siphran said
I suppose there could be. I do hesitate to take liberties with events involving other PCs though. Any ideas on what turns the pursuit could take next?
I'll give you a little flavor via private message.
Skull said
Though I suppose that's good you're not pleased with your intro. Means it can only get better. Though I know what you mean. I just edited mine after feeling like I rushed it (which I did b/c I was excited the IC was up lol). With the talent we have on our roster, it's only natural to feel intimidated (at least I do), but it pushes me get better. Thanks! I'm on a gonna need it!
Exactly this! It's hard for posts to get worse because i know as i get into a rhythm and immerse myself in the world, it becomes easier and easier to think what needs to be written. That's when flair and the imagination start coming into their own.
Plus i remember your posts in Old TSR NoSoul; they were absolutely off the scale! 
So far i've been delighted with every post in the IC.Fantastic bio Maxxor! I'm so glad we have a Tindrel character to relate to; and i must say you've done such a good job on Grak! Accepted.
Okay, noted. Good luck with your finals for next week! :D That's some serious work.
There could be an opportunity to try and catch Jack? Shit just hit the fan for him and he's currently careering out of control (and indeed out of car) in the Projects. Antelope Dreaming is gone so the pursuit is in a shambles.
Fantastic!
Your first post was brilliant, don't beat yourself up.
Self improvement is what TSR is all about
Skull said I'll try and get a small news post in but I won't be able to get any character posts up until next tues/weds. I've got a hectic work week + its finals next week. Until then, I'll be lurking about and reading everyone's excellent posts in the meantime.
Okay, noted.
Good luck with your finals for next week! :D That's some serious work.Siphran said
Workin on a post now, might take a bit though, trying to find some way to worm my way into interacting with some other PC.
There could be an opportunity to try and catch Jack? Shit just hit the fan for him and he's currently careering out of control (and indeed out of car
) in the Projects. Antelope Dreaming is gone so the pursuit is in a shambles.Endgame said
Currently typing up my first IC for this RP! :)
Fantastic!
Leidenschaft said
Ech, I'm not pleased with my intro. Hopefully, the next post's better.
Your first post was brilliant, don't beat yourself up.
Self improvement is what TSR is all about Posted Jack's introduction! Sorry i couldn't wait any longer, it's just so exciting!
The Projects were the creation of a housing conglomerate that supplied dirt cheap accommodation in the most economical way possible. They have sprung up in several places around Babylon but they all look identical, which is why you never hear the District name alongside it. Normally said district wants nothing to do with the Projects. Geometrically perfect tower blocks in square grids, connected up by a web of walkways and gantries. The hallways, bridges and lobbies are full of ramshackle markets selling everything from shoes to pharmaceuticals, the grounds around it are full of ganglands and decrepit leisure facilities. The inhabitants are from all over the known galaxy, mostly migrants who came from nothing and in order to pay for their living space must work in sponsored factories or positions.
A black and yellow hover cruiser, long sleek and dangerous, screamed through the Projects; zigzagging faster than any normal mind could comprehend to avoid walkways, buildings and other hover cars. It span, ducked, dived and raced with inhuman accuracy through every nook and cranny of the superstructures. Behind it swarmed an immense cloud of BESC pursuit vehicles; blue and red lights blaring an intolerable screech as they struggled to keep pace with the black and yellow bumblebee which kept flitting improbably from their clutches. Three of the four windows were down and men in black clothing desperately sprayed BESC with a blistering volley of energy fire. Well, two of the three gunners were desperate. One of them was enjoying himself immensely, firing intelligent missiles from a disposable launcher into the throng of vehicles.
With a ping, the launcher announced it had run out of missiles. Jack Thegn the Third tossed it aside and ducked back inside the cruiser. Loud and hectic music was vibrating the whole interior. It was synthesized using a mixture of the car Mind’s brain activity, the rhythm of the energy rifles and the pheromones released by the men themselves. In the back were two of Jack’s lieutenants, big bruisers with a penchant for heavy weaponry. They were head and shoulders out of each back seat window and the boom of the guns was loud. In the drivers seat was his ‘chauffeur’, Ling. He had an access port at the back of his skull which connected via a scraggle of snaking wires to the dashboard in front of him. He was talking to the car’s brain with incredible fidelity, in effect they had merged. His hands were manipulating the steering wheel and various other controls with lightning fast dexterity, turning the long beast into a sparrow as it wheeled through impossible gaps, forcing BESC to take longer routes.
Littering the floor of the cabin was an arsenal of weaponry that would put the Sand Pirates to shame. Assault rifles, good old fashioned rocket launchers, particle accelerators, energy weapons. They rustled around the car’s floor as it flew. Leaning out of his seat, Jack plucked up a beefy looking specimen and inspected it closely. “Jack, they’re all over us, and they’ve started firing!” One of his henchmen shouted over the din. “That’ll be Tali trying to kill me again. More speed Ling!” Jack yelled absently, turning his new toy on. It glowed with a green light. Jack fiddled with a few more of the guns controls before leaning back out of the Cruiser’s window and firing it at the cars behind. Four brightly illuminated shells flew out of the gun’s barrels and knifed away, leaving trails of smoke behind. They were ungainly and wobbled massively, but their payload was devastating.
All four hit a target, including the gunship which held the mind Antelope Dreaming. The projectile clipped one of it’s jet engines, taking it right off; the ship began spinning radically to one side, crashing into another squad car before disappearing through the wall of an apartment building with a giant rending sound. Three other fiery explosions filled Jack’s vision. He began laughing triumphant, shaking his free fist at the BESC pursuers before another explosion, much closer this time, shook his very core. The force of the blow first knocked the gun from his hands, it went spinning off to hit the ground. There was only time for a momentary glance at where the back of the car had once been, and how it had been replaced by a blazing abyss before he was next; his grip shaken loose as his cruiser began losing altitude rapidly. Before he knew it he was out of the window and hanging onto his car for dear life.
A black and yellow hover cruiser, long sleek and dangerous, screamed through the Projects; zigzagging faster than any normal mind could comprehend to avoid walkways, buildings and other hover cars. It span, ducked, dived and raced with inhuman accuracy through every nook and cranny of the superstructures. Behind it swarmed an immense cloud of BESC pursuit vehicles; blue and red lights blaring an intolerable screech as they struggled to keep pace with the black and yellow bumblebee which kept flitting improbably from their clutches. Three of the four windows were down and men in black clothing desperately sprayed BESC with a blistering volley of energy fire. Well, two of the three gunners were desperate. One of them was enjoying himself immensely, firing intelligent missiles from a disposable launcher into the throng of vehicles.
With a ping, the launcher announced it had run out of missiles. Jack Thegn the Third tossed it aside and ducked back inside the cruiser. Loud and hectic music was vibrating the whole interior. It was synthesized using a mixture of the car Mind’s brain activity, the rhythm of the energy rifles and the pheromones released by the men themselves. In the back were two of Jack’s lieutenants, big bruisers with a penchant for heavy weaponry. They were head and shoulders out of each back seat window and the boom of the guns was loud. In the drivers seat was his ‘chauffeur’, Ling. He had an access port at the back of his skull which connected via a scraggle of snaking wires to the dashboard in front of him. He was talking to the car’s brain with incredible fidelity, in effect they had merged. His hands were manipulating the steering wheel and various other controls with lightning fast dexterity, turning the long beast into a sparrow as it wheeled through impossible gaps, forcing BESC to take longer routes.
Littering the floor of the cabin was an arsenal of weaponry that would put the Sand Pirates to shame. Assault rifles, good old fashioned rocket launchers, particle accelerators, energy weapons. They rustled around the car’s floor as it flew. Leaning out of his seat, Jack plucked up a beefy looking specimen and inspected it closely. “Jack, they’re all over us, and they’ve started firing!” One of his henchmen shouted over the din. “That’ll be Tali trying to kill me again. More speed Ling!” Jack yelled absently, turning his new toy on. It glowed with a green light. Jack fiddled with a few more of the guns controls before leaning back out of the Cruiser’s window and firing it at the cars behind. Four brightly illuminated shells flew out of the gun’s barrels and knifed away, leaving trails of smoke behind. They were ungainly and wobbled massively, but their payload was devastating.
All four hit a target, including the gunship which held the mind Antelope Dreaming. The projectile clipped one of it’s jet engines, taking it right off; the ship began spinning radically to one side, crashing into another squad car before disappearing through the wall of an apartment building with a giant rending sound. Three other fiery explosions filled Jack’s vision. He began laughing triumphant, shaking his free fist at the BESC pursuers before another explosion, much closer this time, shook his very core. The force of the blow first knocked the gun from his hands, it went spinning off to hit the ground. There was only time for a momentary glance at where the back of the car had once been, and how it had been replaced by a blazing abyss before he was next; his grip shaken loose as his cruiser began losing altitude rapidly. Before he knew it he was out of the window and hanging onto his car for dear life.
Sauron The Dark Lord said
I am very sorry, but the delay of the IC has stripped me of my freetime and now that the IC is open I have none to spare. I won't be able to commit myself to the IC or even RP at all, or atleast not something of this magnitude.
Aww noes. That's a shame. :( You're free to commence any time you find yourself with time to spare.
Siphran said
So exciting.Cathy, the TL hider on the OP, its kinda...Holy.
Exactly one of the things i'm going to get working on.
It's empty isn't it? I want the old formatting back, but i know God Mahz in all his holiness is working on an even better system.You guys fill me with joy, thank you all. <3
Siphran said
So many IC posts, and here I was worrying that it would stall.
Hehe, i'm going to wait for one more post before unleashing the second bit of what was going to be that one long post. Jack is about to be introduced.
It's not a competition hehe Your post was great! Don't you think the richest would live at the top though? Where all the launchpads etc are; the less well off citizens have to travel on the ground. However most towers will either be for the privileged or under privileged, not both mixed together.
I really need to get the OP under control, it's just the formatting side of it which dissuades me from putting time into it.
Your post was great! Don't you think the richest would live at the top though? Where all the launchpads etc are; the less well off citizens have to travel on the ground. However most towers will either be for the privileged or under privileged, not both mixed together.I really need to get the OP under control, it's just the formatting side of it which dissuades me from putting time into it.
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