Elitestpotato

Convergence of Destiny, a Starship Military RP

Officer Sans absorbed the information and took it it, analyzing it as if the world had suddenly gone into slow motion.
Steven dipped the ship down, lower than the rebel frigate and slightly tilted the Convergence of Destiny up towards the frigate. Most of the fire power was now perfectly aligned with the lower hull of the opposing ship. The positioning would even allow damage to be done to the engine.
"Thank you, Alice. I suggest you activate your EWS but you may want to get permission from the Captain. Speaking of..."
Steve opened a com-link to Captain Stirling, the Captain is not very far away but, during combat, the time it would take for him to walk to the Captain would be ample time for the rebels to attack.
"Captain, I suggest ordering fire power to be focused on lower hull and engines. They are the weak spot and greatest asset, respectively."
The enemy frigate was having trouble adjusting to Sans' maneuvering, having to tip their ship at an awkward angle to even try and hit the Convergence.
@Lord Coake@ClocktowerEchos

Waeldeshore 1.0 [CONCLUDED]

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If you're all wondering who @ArenaSnow is ... well ... you'll see ... hehe
but my hugest and most sincere thanks go out to @ArenaSnow and @notdeadyet for the huge help you've both been!

@IcePezz

Speaking of, did your guys ever get back to you about that "thing"?

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

@Elitestpotato Azavarn: "How about this old sport, I give you a spear proof neck."

Some Poor Sod: *blood spurts from neck*

Azavarn: "You drive one hard bargain"

@Saarebas

Technically he agreed to the deal before the whole spear thing happened, so you can still take his soul.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

@Elitestpotato Azavarn: "You know what will make this orc apocalypse easier on you? Being the bravest man in the lands!"

Some Poor Sod: "That sounds great-" *gets orc spear thrown through his neck*

Azavarn: "Every damn time..."

@Saarebas

Offer to make his neck spear proof!

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

@yPro Azavarn: "You ain't the only one my hairy brother, chaos is awfully bad for business. Kind of hard to strike a deal with a guy running in terror."

@Saarebas

Could always offer to make him fearless.

The Horde of Evil - Tresspassing through treacherous tribes' territory! (RP closed)

I propose we attempt to convince the orcs to attack the humans. While the heroes are dealing with the orc "threat" we can establish a foothold in the south. Regardless of whether the orcs or humans win, we will benefit from weakening one of the two forces. Orcs are dumb and aggressive, so it shouldn't be too hard to pull off.

@Takashi

That Which Consumes Peace would love for this to happen. Especially if he is able to make both sides into unorganized messes while they slaughter each other. Or if you guys want to give the Demon of Chaos an army of Orcs to transform (by training) into agents of Chaos and use them to reek havoc on the humans.

Dehumanized

@Penguin yeah, Graham is following your guys tracks. They are still new. He's heading to NY
like everyone else, hopefully I can get someone to take him, he probably wouldn't leave home without a reason.

@Connormon99w

Not sure why I didn't realize your character is a boy and not a man. I edited my post.

Dehumanized

Lonely had been tracking the boy for awhile now. The smell of the deer was driving his savage side wild.

Just kill the fucker!

And

Meat!! Meat! Deer!! Meat!!

Haunted his thoughts the whole time, but Lonely was able to keep his composure and keep silent. The scent was easy enough to pick up, it was fresh deer.

Soon, the boy came upon a smoldering pile of ash.

This was recent... What happened here?

Doesn't matter. He set the deer down. Get it! Get it now!

Lonely sighed before quickly, silently darting out and slinging the deer over his shoulder. Then, just as quickly, he disappeared into the forest as the boy trudged through the smolders.

I wonder what happened back there...

Doesn't matter! Meat! Deer! Food!

Dehumanized

August 18, 2039
8:57 a.m.
Near center of New Jersey

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Sniff.
Lonely. There's deer! Deer! Meat! Food! Lonely go get it. We need food.

Shut up. We ate just an hour ago.

Lonely thought back to the squirrel that he had stalked and decapitated with his knife.

That puny squirrel did nothing to fill our belly! We need meat! Real meat! We need the warm blood running down our throat, warming our insides.

There was a gunshot. It was somebody else's kill.

That hasn't stopped you before.

Lonely suddenly looked very distressed. Like some huge weight had been pressed against his mind. He bit his lip, cursing as the small action had caused it to bleed.

That was you.

We're the same, Lonely.

Lonely suddenly yelled out loud, seemingly to nothing, "IF I GO WILL YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!?"
He quickly glances around, hoping no one heard his out burst. The man, or what was a man at one point, stood up, slinging his rifle across his shoulder and gripping his spear.
Soon, he finds himself in the middle of an overgrown forest, hunting for that smell.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

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Well. That also means that the hounds have to be willing to let someone else have this supposedly powerful offspring in anybody else's paws but their own. Provided they would even allow such a thing to happen in the first place.

Also, just out of curiosity. Which one do you see as "bred for war" and which is "just" considered "Super athletic with natural armor and great senses"?

@Raindeer

Well, considering Snow Brutes don't have natural armor or great senses... I'm not sure why you put "just" there.