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Iron Stripes [A sci-fi RP of mechanized warfare]

Well, I'm satisfied with those questions answered but I've got another rather big one. What is the technology level of the era this takes place in? Is it strictly ballistic weaponry or are there plasma guns and shit? How complicated can our tanks get? And also, can I use the crab? ATTACK ITS WEAK POINT FOR MASSIVE DAMAGE!

The Harbinger Wars - A RWBY RP. [Closed]

Aurellius looked behind himself as he finished wiping off his face with a handkerchief. Flecks of blood that had once been there now covered the rag and not his precious looks. He had noticed the awakening of their Little Miss Leader, and grinned slightly. "So she's finally awake, eh? Took yeh long enough. We've been wasting time here waiting for you to recover. How the hell'd you get so messed up, anyways?"

"Using a large amount of aura causes your life force to be depleted in unison." She was slowly pushing herself so her back was up against the wall, in a sitting position. She shivered from the dream she'd had. "What's the plan?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Weeelll, while you took the time to take a nap, I came up with a glorious battle plan. Step One: get into the enemy base and steal their shit. Great plan, eh?" he said, chuckling. "And as far as I can tell, Step Two is 'don't die.'" Aslin added, leaning against the wall.

"Idiot. You didn't take into consideration the enemies nor plot the interior's defenses. Step one would be trying to get a good look at the guards, and if we're going to steal their things, a distraction would not go amiss." She explained, shaking her head.

Aslin chuckled, then did a strange gesture with her hands. She put her right hand up high. "The joke." She then placed her left hand down on the floor. "Your head."

"Joking in the face of death seems like an easy way to let it reach you." She commented, trying to rise from her sitting position.

"It's also a good way to avoid traumatizing stress and keep calm in danger. I'd rather be a bit snide and alive than serious and crying in a corner somewhere, honestly," Aslin added, nonchalantly. Nico rolled her eyes. "We have a mission, I'm more than alright with finishing it and moving on. That's what matters here, that's why we're on the battlefield. I'll hold on to those jokes until we're safe at home."

"Now, now, ladies. Fighting is bad for the group." Aurellius said in a bit of a sing songy voice. "I had an actual plan, you know. Its a pretty simple one, but effective." He stood up, dusting off his pants as he got off the ground. "I'll lay us all down a distraction. I saw a couple of their bigger vehicles and there is a thing called fuel tanks. Bullets and them don't really go well together." He winked.

"While I'm doing that, you three will truffle shuffle all the way to their humvees and grab one for us. After that... we improvise."

"I say we wait until nightfall, then. I'm really good at hiding in the dark," Aslin chimed in. "That'd be smart, I can see better than the soldiers can in the dark as well." Nicoletta added. "Haven't we already wasted enough time already? And besides, we haven't even asked Bookworm of his opinions." Aurellius said with a sigh.

Esprum had sighed as well. "It isn't like we really have a better plan." 'Though, I doubt this'll work anyways.' He silently scoffed. "See? Aethen agrees, we wait until nightfall," Aslin adamantly replied.

"Esprum." She frowned. "There's more to your opinion. What would you rather we did?"

"I don't see what's wrong with walking." He shrugged.

"Now that's just boring. Very boring. Don't you think it might be a little bit fun to break into a base, steal a sick-ass humvee, and get chased for a while and in the end get away perfectly fine?" Aurellius said with a grin.

"I highly doubt we will get away perfectly fine."

"He does bring up a good point. We need to weigh how useful it will be to us in getting the Harbinger to how much it will take for us to get it." She nodded. "Well," Aslin chimed in again, "Do we know how big this relic we've been sent to find is? It could be too large to carry by hand."

"We also need a ride home, you know? Our airship kind of got blown up." Aurellius said with a bored expression. "And, without a single doubt, there isn't a better way to go about getting a ride?" Nicoletta said with a stare. "Do you see some kind of taxi service around here?" Aurellius quipped. "Think Aurellius. How many of them are there, and what are the chances of elite personnel being in that building? I'd say both are pretty high numbers." Nicoletta crossed her arms. "How do you plan to get the distraction out?"

"Okay. First of all, there's gotta be at least thirty in that base, tops. They've got maybe one or two big leaders. As for the distraction, you just leave that to me. I'm good at making distractions."

Iron Stripes [A sci-fi RP of mechanized warfare]

I'm quite interested in this humble little bundle of rp. If I'm not late to the calling, that is. But if you will accept me, will this be purely tank specific means of combat? No walkers or tripedals? What about having more than four legs as well? Also, is there a specific nationality that we should choose from? Ze Panzer engage upon ze enemy! Ja!

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Aurellius did the only thing he could do as Aslin approached. She seemed to think the idea of his jaw being dislocated funny. He glared at the woman as she leaned against a tree, catching her breath. "Hoih. Yhu. Ah neehd yher help." he said, getting angrier after each word. "Fish muh muf. Jush grahb iterr somethurn and twisht." Aslin however, just giggled more at Aurellius's fractured speech, but figured that for the sake of the team it'd do her better to fix his plight than it would be to sit there and laugh at him. "Alright, hang on," Aslin said, as she stuck her katana into the ground by the blade and knelt down by Aurellius. She grabbed his jaw and rather brutishly shoved it back into place.

Aurellius groaned rather loudly due to the pain of having his jaw forcibly moved. "Ffffuck, that hurt. You coulda been a little, I dunno, softer. You are a girl, aren't you?" He sighed, leaning back, rubbing his chin with his left hand. "You look better some how. Lemme guess, more magic shit?" He groaned again. "Nevermind that, why are you the only person here? Where's the Bookworm and Miss Leader?"

Aslin pulled her sword back out of the ground. She looked around; shouldn't the others be here by now? "I... I don't know, I lost them when I got ambushed myself."

"Eh, I'm sure they'll be fine on their own. We got problems of our own. Now, while I was thinking, y'know, being unable to talk lets you do a bit of that." He pondered, letting out a bit of a chuckle. "I'm pretty sure wherever these Atlas bastards have their equipment, or at least a base of operations nearby." Aslin chuckled ruefully to herself, wishing Aurellius would do less talking and more thinking more often. "Aaaand." Aurellius said, walking to one of the corpses, reaching down and patting the man down. "I think this little baby here might tell us where." He held up a small handheld pad, showing a map of the area. A blinking dot called 'Base' was nearby.

"Yeah, but as ready as you are to run off into the base alone and die on your own, we should find the others first. I'd rather, ya know, not die?" Aslin grabbed the map out of Aurellius's hands and just as she did, noticed that a small blue dot winked out of existence. If she had to guess, she'd assume that was a soldier breathing his last. And unless he was gored by a very angry deer, she could reasonably guess that was where the rest of the team was. "C'mon," Aslin said, as she started walking towards the direction of the blip. "Let's get the rest of our team first; they're this way."

"Aww, come on. I'm not talking about strolling in their base and killing everyone. I only really wanna borrow a few things. Maybe a vehicle or two. Some weapons too. You never know what you might be able to grab in five minutes." he whined, appearing pretty damn bored. "We can do that after getting our friends!" Aslin yelled back, having already dissapeared into the treeline. "And wouldn't our team mates be so proud of us for the christmas gifts..." he said with yet another sigh, slowly running after her.

The Harbinger Wars - A RWBY RP. [Closed]

"We should rest here." Aurellius mocked inside of his head, using a sing-songy high pitched voice. His blood was boiling, and not because of the battles they had had. That prick Esprum had to go and royally piss him off, and Aurellius didn't like being pissed off. He preferred being in control and having a calm attitude, and it turn, that allowed him to go really wild if he wanted to. But if some asshole decided to come at him with a tiny twig, that might make a few things different. He let out a deep sigh, having just barely heard what Nico had said to Bookworm after their little 'fight'. It wasn't as if he had started it, no, but of course everyone decides to hate him for it.

At least Ascalon truly understood him. It didn't talk back, worked well when he took care of it, and never gave up on him. Ascalon was the only ally he truly needed. He ran a hand along the length of it, grinning slightly. He stopped for a moment, looking back at the other party members. "Since you slowpokes want to take a little bit of a rest, I'm gonna go take a piss." He waved a hand over his shoulder as he started to depart, not even looking over his shoulder to see if anyone was going to stop him.

Of course, if they did try to stop him, they would get a broken nose and be covered in piss. He didn't actually have to go, but he was sure he could urge out a fairly large stream on anyone unconscious. Setting Ascalon over his shoulder, he set out. Of course, his lovely little stroll to pass the time ended up in shambles.

In just a few moments, he was tackled from the side, voices around him yelling, "Take him out, but don't kill him!" He landed hard in the dirt, a very large object on top of him. A high tech suit of armor, it was branded A.W.E. according to the big icon sitting on the shoulder piece. He laughed, they would make a very big mistake in deciding to capture him. Even though the suited man had his strength multiplied by a factor of five, that didn't mean he could stop the back of Ascalon as it smacked him in the face.

The face plate cracked, but only slightly as the man recoiled back. For a second, Aurellius was a bit confused. This wasn't Vacuan design, he knew it pretty well actually. This was Atlas brand technology, designed by a little company called H.O.R.N.E.T. Aurellius didn't give the man time to react by bashing the back of Ascalon back and forth against the mans' face plate. Of course, it really didn't do much, and a strengthened fist went towards Aurellius' jaw. Stars flashed in his vision as he felt the full impact on his jaw, but the man above him really hadn't had much control over his strength. It sent Aurellius flying a few feet away, which made even more stars flash. He stood up, jaw aching like a mother fucker. It felt like it was dislocated, and when he tried to talk, it just wouldn't move.

"Yhrr grnna pey frr drt." he mumbled, looking at the six Atlas soldiers surrounding him. A lead soldier wielding a stun staff ran at him. An over head slash which might have worked if Aurellius had less range. His lance thrusted forwards, stabbing the man right in the chest and burrowing in a few inches. The man was sent back as Aurellius pulled his weapon back, cursing. Their armor was just too bulky to easily stab through. Aurellius decided something else, flipping more switches and launching into the air with his thrusters. Gazes turned upwards at his spinning barrels, Aurellius tucked and rolled on the other side of them. He began firing, bullets soon filling the air. Two of them were quickly turned into bloody bags before they got into position. Two men wielding heavy riot shields defended the others as Ascalon did its best. They even overlapped their shields, making his weapon much more useless than he would have liked.

He charged forwards, neglecting the war cry because of his jaw. Still firing, Aurellius pushed them back a little bit, but that wasn't his aim. He let go of the trigger for a few moments, one hand grabbing a hold of the top of the shield. He snarled as he pulled as hard as he could. His strength was enough for a small gap, and with one made, he hefted Ascalon up, looking backwards as gore suddenly began flying when he pulled the trigger again.

Suddenly a blanket of electrical pain washed over him as he noticed a man in the corner of his vision. He had moved as his comrades had been turned into bits, giving him time to flank around Aurellius. A small rifle had fired several tazer-like bullets at him, suddenly making it very hard to stand and move. But Aurellius still did, even though the electricity surged inside of him. A small look of fear flashed under the face plate as Aurellius kicked on his thrusters with the last of his strength. He surged forwards, his minigun turning into a lance just before it penetrated the thick fiberglass. Bits of blood and brain appeared on the end of his lance as Aurellius pulled out.

He fell backwards against a tree, groaning. No doubt his allies were already there, a little bit late to the party, but in response all he gave was a "Thh pish washn't werth irt."

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"It's Tuesday." interupted Aurellius after he had taken a few moments to admire the the spectacle that had beheld their gazes. Bookworm seemed to have a pretty nice touch, even if it took him a long ass time to do anything. The pillar of ice had completely trapped the giant inside of its icy grasp. It really was pretty cool, though. He would have gone with something more dramatic, though. A pillar of ice just didn't have the same flare as a pillar of... say, a pillar of cheese curds or something. He almost chuckled at his own thoughts, but held it in. It wouldn't do him well to look weird in front of his companions.

He tore his eyes away from the ice pillar, taking a good hard look at their resident pincushion. Aslin seemed pretty messed up, and was contesting for most injured out of all of them. He didn't even have any scratches on him, but the girl looked like she was hit by a truck. "She'll be fine. Just have Bookworm over there sprinkle a bit of his magical fairy dust on her, and she'll be up and ready to get another thrashing." He gave her a slightly hard smack on the back, to more or less try and reassure her. Even though it probably wouldn't do any good.

"I think we should probably get going, though. We're already behind schedule, and none of us want any more Grimm showing up. Except for me. I really wouldn't mind it at all." He smirked, hefting Ascalon over his shoulder. "By the way, Bookworm. You did good with the magic ice pillar thingy. Not as flashy as it coulda been though, but if you'd like lessons, come to me after this mission."

"Lessons?" Esprum innardly huffed, looking straight at Aurellius. "I did what I could with the supplies I had." Aurellius chuckled. "I mean, you coulda at least spun something a little more grand. Why not have had the ice spikes simply impale the big bad wolf?" It seemed like the Bookworm didn't like his answer. "Don't you think it may be useful to make use of the giant's bones?" His expression unchanged, and emotion hidden under the spectacles.

"Now what in the hell would this thing's bones do for us? I mean, sure, you could make some sick ass greatsword out of it, but other than that, nada." he responded. "...Whatever. Next time, I'll let you stop the giant monster. Let's get moving." Aurellius scoffed and rolled his eyes, turning around. Well, nothing he could do about it if his grand ideas confused the minds of lesser mortals. He waved a hand to the others, gesturing for them to follow him. "And by the way, I coulda just taken it out if you asked me. It would've required a lot less Dust and a little more 'creative ingenuity'. Come on, lads and ladies, time to go down the rabbit hole." He laughed, poking his lance into the air.

The Harbinger Wars - A RWBY RP. [Closed]

It is mine, but we're probably going to be postink hard tomorrow.

The Harbinger Wars - A RWBY RP. [Closed]

Eh, its not like this is a normal OOC. Talking in here doesn't really change much unless someone can't access steam or anything. Feel free to do whatever you want, but steam is pretty more convenient.

The Harbinger Wars - A RWBY RP. [Closed]

Aurellius noticed the new arrivals with a bit of boredom. At first, it only really seemed like a small pack of the damn Grimm wolves. But, it turned out to be the opposite of that entirely. A whole bunch of the creatures seemed to suddenly converge on their position, being lead by what seemed to be a regular Beowolf, but at least thrice the size of the other ones. It was massive, even bigger than a damn Ursa. Had to had been at least the size of a house. Aurellius gave a quick grin to Aslin, who was standing next to him, before he jumped right into the fray.

A massive blast of noise made his ears hurt a bit, almost like one of those fancy new flash bangs he had been unlucky enough to be near. But it seemed to piss off the Grimm a helluva lot more than it did to him. He was still mad at the fox for being so loud. Didn't she know that it would only attract more of the beasts? He paid no attention to it, just managing to hear the Bookworm speak of turning the huge Grimm into a bomb. Sadly without the explosions. Still, he didn't fancy killing it by conventional means. It wouldn't be a small task, if anything.

Of course, he would first have to get to the damn thing before he distracted it. With Grimm howling around them, he was forced to thrust his way to the creature, punting a few of the small whelps out of his way on his path to destruction. He revved up his minigun for a few seconds, letting out a taunt at the Grimm. "Come on, ya bloody tosser! Taste lead!" Hell, it did well enough to grab its attention, even if it didn't really understand his words. Really, it probably sounded more like a dinner bell than a voice.

His Ascalon fired, filling the air with even more stuff, from lead to noise. Of course, to no one's surprise, this Grimm was one tough cookie to crack. Bullets pierced in a few inches along the Beowolf, It roared with anger, even though he knew the bloody holes were more like pinpricks to it. Suddenly, one of those big black paws was headed straight for him. He stopped firing, satisfied with his attention-getting ability. He rolled, grunting as the air around him swooshed past. Still, a grin was on his face as he twisted mid roll, sending Ascalon, which had begun to transform into a lance, straight into the Grimm's paw. Of course, Aurellius wasn't expected to be pulled along with it as it roared. With a bit of a yelp, he was flung into the air, the lance finally deciding to pull out.

Of course, not that he wouldn't make use of this tactical advantage. He flew up high into the air for ten meters above the beast, grinning even more as he began to fall. His lance glinted in the sunlight as he activated his thrusters, being sent downwards with a twisted laugh. At high speeds, his lance pierced the Grimm's jaw, slamming it into the ground very hard. He grunted as he was sent flying away, rolling for a bit before stopping. "Was that enough to give you time?" he said, noting the beast's groans and howls on the ground, bright red blood pumping from a foot wide hole in its face.

The bastard still had the tenacity to not die, though.

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Aurellius sighed as the others showed up, mostly taking his kills. He was about to pull out of the mangled mess that had been the great sword user, but Bookworm had decided to fire off his crossbow at the man behind him. He grunted a thanks of some kind as the Bookworm, who's name he assumed was Esprum from the briefing, ran forwards, getting intercepted by another soldier. Esprum, however, looked like he could easily handle his combat, which Aurellius had something to thank for. at least his team wasn't useless. His eyes widened as suddenly his tie went rainbow colored.

The soldiers around him suddenly began to choke and grab their necks, thanks to the Dust magic that Esprum seemed to be well versed in. He chuckled as he noted a tie-die hoodie coming straight for the group of soldiers. It seemed as if two had already passed out, and he watched the girl take out the three with a fair bit of style using that katana of hers. He simply decided to put the two that had passed out of their misery by stabbing the back of their heads. Aurellius grinned as he pierced their skulls with a quick thrust. Normally he might have taken his time to enjoy himself, but they really needed to get on with the mission.

As Aslin decided to try an interrogate one of the soldiers, he noted Nico exit out of the airships entry bay. Huh, he hadn't really noticed her coming and going. Too busy watching blood pump out of the new holes in their playmates. Foxxie seemed pretty angry for some reason. Probably because the rest of them hadn't really left any soldiers behind for her to kill. He grinned as he walked up to the interrogatee. "We don't have time to play with these idiots anymore," Nicoleta said, hopping off the bay of the airship. Of course their ride was gone, it had literally just exploded a minute ago.

The soldier with a katana against his neck seemed just to be a grunt, so as he was speaking, begging for them not to kill him, Aurellius thrusted his lance into his neck. The way he choked on his own blood was just too funny. "Please, oh Gods, please just don't kill me. I don't know any- HGLURK!" His Vacuan accent just added to the comedy.

"He wasn't gonna tell us anything," Aurellius said, pulling a handkerchief out of his pockets and wiping the blood off of his face. "Besides, you heard the 'leader'. We don't got time to mess around. We need to make it to Bravo Point. You all studied the map during briefing, didn't you?" He said with a smirk. "However, I need to grab something real quick." Without even bothering to listen to what Aslin might have said, he quickly walked into the wreck of their airship looking for a certain locker.

Oddly enough, there appeared to be a fallen book right in front of it. A hefty black book, with the words 'Dictionary' stamped onto the title. A post-it note was on the top left corner, with the words 'Esprums'. He shrugged, grabbing it before he opened up the reinforced locker. Inside was a rather large backpack, very similar to the one he carried. It had extra ammunition and some supplies. More Red Dust as well. He walked back out of the ship, waving the book at the Bookworm.

"Missing something?" He said, grinning slightly before he tossed it to the man.