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Current 10+ years of an RP idea, finally finished, on 10.10.2025. Goodnight Raven Squad, you were the best, wildest, most silly near future SOF RP that lived on the guild, and you got a worthy send off :)
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I've RP'd for the best part of over 15 years now here on the Guild, and particularly like military settings, both contemporary, past and near future. I have even dabbled in a little more experimental RPs, as well as created a plethora of 1x1s over my time in the guild. I like creating RPs with a distinct flavour- and often shift between narrative-led RPs to semi-randomised plots. I've been more a GM lately than a player, and don't really lean into fandom- instead, exploring my own universes lifting themes from other source material.

My main interests are military-themed, near-future RPs, with a focus on technology. But I'm beginning to push what that RP idea looks like- taking inspiration from lots of media and focussing on the fun, indulgent side of RP, whilst also exploring the lows and emotional side.

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Raven Squad is a project over seven years in the making, and focusses on a class-based, eccentric yet half-grounded near future special forces team that acts as a response team where you can't send any special forces team in. It's incredibly dumb, incredibly loose, and yet, has delivered some of my favourite plot points in RPG. A brainless action flick a la John Wick and Kingsman meets a complex thriller with a fun left turn in it, Raven has been the culmination of over a decade of loving special forces RPG, gaming influences and other silliness in a package that has provided players with something quite different to a normal military themed RPG. While at an end, this is an RP that is a signature- it's silly as hell, takes itself barely seriously, and is what peak fun military RPG to me should be.

roleplayerguild.com/topics/192916-del…

Delta Hyper is a love letter to Wipeout, F1's Drive to Survive (Netflix) and contemporary Formula One, with influences from solarpunk, cyberpunk, transhumanism and other posthumanist concepts. An RP that follows pilots in their ups and downs, it's a story that hasn't got me playing an actual character, but framing the camera at each pilot (played by others), and presenting it as if it were a documentary. Lifting elements from TTRPG, this is a Racing RPG like no other and no parallel exists- using dice rolls and randomisation, with a stats-driven system to generate race results, rather than actually RPing the races, players experience the fast-paced, dynamic world of anti-gravity racing. This means that come Qualifying and Race, the results are genuinely a surprise to everyone- and based on decisions made through dilemmas and decisions made between races. Friendships, rivalry, the glamour and even a little political undertone play out in 2094, in a colourful, utopian future that focuses on the fight to take first place.

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Then there's Tactical Breach Wizards: Fireteam Hex. First use of any set IP as a formal setting, this is an RP that offers a darker mirror to Raven Squad, focussing on the other side of the equation- unlikely heroes in an uncomfortable position. I don't normally do fantasy, but the world, the lore, the feeling of the characters and the ability to write a comedy just was too difficult to pass up. An RP that focuses on a group running away from a variety of threats as wanted mercenary wizards in the middle of a post-revolution, Eastern-Europe adjacent 1990s to present Polavia.

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Lastly, Dispatch: Heroes of Claremont. This is another IP-adjacent world, albeit drawing on a different setting and a new cast of superheroes. As my "first" proper superhero RP, this combines workplace comedy, a Storyteller-lite system and a fun, diverse, and large cast together in a dynamic, diverse setting.

I'm pretty flexible and try and get back to people on ideas and responses, but sometimes, I may become very busy and it will take some time till I am un-busy. I aim to clear posts within a week!

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It goes back further than that- again, Garland would have to be stupid to move all his soldiers out of his heartland just so he can seize power, or else there would have been no epic fight at King's Landing, and Tyget would have done it already. I've done the maths and checked the facts of time, place and space that the Reach has and hasn't got, what would have gotten out, who would know what, and who is where. The Tyrells know the facts that they know with who can do what, and they also know that even an oaf would get what would happen next, like Loras, from the very moment that Garland was stabbed by a Crakehall and that there was a fight in the Kingswood, 2,000 men routing and panicked.....that was approximately a week and a half ago in the RP, and I remind myself, it takes about two to three weeks to mobilize soldiers from all across the Reach, something that started from the very, very moment Garland sent the Tumbleton retinue in.

I can use each of those arguments straight back at you too (let's say, the Reach is quite large? As is the Westerlands from east to west, the routers would take a week to get across entirely to the Oceanroad/Casterly Rock, and that is saying if they are wanting to fight again, so let's say they are- then they need to somehow march south with the other forces who have returned from a long campaign already)- the argument of none of the Lords being a happy family is true, but they'd respond if you know, a Westerman stabbed the Lord that had help recently pacify their squabbles, inclusive of the fact that they were already told of an imminent war, and had already gathered their grain. I'd think that again, I can ask exactly the same of you- wouldn't the Houses of the Westerlands be sick of fighting a war on one front that they've basically abandoned, and the other where they've lost a key battle, been set on fire with dragons too? Respond to that, I ask- and your response could be for a different context which I couldn't argue with, but you're interpreting a war machine as an infinitely ploughing act, not a slow, grinding set of cogs that take time to spin and to slow down. Garland will come back to some unhappy vassals in the aftermath, and I agree, this is something I will play to really well, it'll definitely highlight some court politics in Highgarden itself which I really want to do. But those questions you ask me, ask yourself, ask yourself how you played several posts ago, and what is left, and what are the future consequences, plans and ways of making it work. I've watched, and if you're in IC, you would watch too.

If you specify that more than 30,000 men are available for any such movement and that they'd make it in days (when it would likely take about a week and a half, given the distance between all over the Westerlands and the Oceanroad, which is again, depleted), you're talking out of your arse. It's not a slaughter, far from it- though remember. I'd like to think of it as the moment Tyget goes a little mad, rather than his cunning, calculated self, taking three hours to take a shit, as you would have called it. It'll give you a huge advantage for a while, I'll agree, and it'll be a driving, hard attack. I'll give you that, actually, it would make sense from Tyget to do this- if Garland is so charismatic, then no way his armies would even stop that, correct?

Interpretations, my friend. There's more to the Reach than Garland, like there's more to the Westerlands than Tyget. The uncertaintities make it fun to RP- like the moment that KL was won by a slither. Or like the fact that the eastern Westerlands, southern Riverlands and north-eastern Reach are taken by a rogue Lord with Gerald by his side, which adds a whole level of uncertaintity. What happens on the Reach's end though, I wouldn't argue with, and what you come up against will definitely make you think.

I'd like to stop as of now- and this is why RPing massive fights is difficult. But what you'll see is what you'll get- and I should say too, that so long as you accept the consequences of number, place, space and time, as well as previous acts on the present and future, I'm absolutely fine about it. I won't make assumptions of you, if you don't make assumptions of me- but remember what is stated, what is known, and most critically, what characters would do in that situation to respond. The cards are played already- when you turn them over, you see what you get :)
@agentmanatee

My previous posts show that would be a very, very bad idea. It's your funeral- I've always hinted at it from the very start, since Garland got himself stabbed....the Tyrells play a smarter game than you think :D He wouldn't need to know when he already assumes it and prepared for it at home, and can guess that the great thinker, Tyget, would do that when placed under pressure. I'd go into it more but it'd ruin it- the hints, tricks and stats are all in my previous posts....but it's already happening, so yeah, you'll see what comes of it. Let's just say it doesn't take Garland Tyrell to phyiscally take the field. I've chatted to Blue about this, and indeed, it is all there- it's the way I play the Tyrells to what they see, and how they play the game, and actually, what happens of it is going to be basically what we see in the RP. Their flaws, their unknowns do exist too, and there are good occasions where you can see people getting at that too.

As an edit also, this idea of what might happen to Kevan is a surprising one from our points of view- it'll definitely conflict your characters and perceptions. I really want to work co-operatively in future, rather than a constant conflict between characters- and Kevan actually could fall into that.
@agentmanatee

I have a funny feeling Garland is also going to meet Kevan. From what I last read of him, looks like the flames have put him in a very, very dangerous place indeed.
Nice :)

I might be creatively charged later, and will write a shorter post. No collabs- though Abe, it leads straight to one with Rhaenyra, and no doubt, it'll be interesting to see the two talk again.
It's still on. Just you madafakas need to post :P
Oh shit, of course! Well, I'll let you post first then, then I'll post.
I'm still alive, but creatively a bit dead. I'm gonna write a bit more at some point soon- no collabs though, as I want to push Garland/Alerie a bit. I've kept a lot of what other people have written, and I think I've still got one or two more tricks to play.
@bloonewb

That I have. It's a good game- not perfect for sure, but it's a good laugh.
The marshall leading Ross over, he shook his head, watching over. Sam looked angry, and Ross did know full well he was going to deserve this. He could fight back, he could do something. He was a little dazed, and didn't fully take into account what the hell was going on. As Sam pushed past, she was running. Oh, fuck. In his mind, Ross kinda knew what was going to happen. I'm going to get knocked out for this. Sam's gloved fist was risen, and with his full face off, dirt and general post-crash mess over his race suit, Ross knew what was coming. He was a bit too bleary to bother responding. His preemption was correct.

It was right there, that Samantha knocked Ross the fuck out. The punch connected with his jaw, as he tried to push her away, marshalls grabbing her. As he fell to the floor, Ross kinda knew he deserved this...and it wasn't his usual self to respond, he wasn't angry enough, not tense enough to deal with it like he normally could, protecting Kimberly. Nope, this was his mistake. She was angry, he was holding back, she was disqualified at that very moment, and he felt his vision vanish, turn to a blur as he heard swearing from Kimberly, and his earshot go deaf.

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The wind roared, and the feeling was one that was truly incredible, the distant orange glow of the sunlight on the horizon, the fact that he was tailing behind Ellie, her trail rushing from her foot, her white and golden wingsuit shining in the sun, her big Canadian-Scottish flag on her leg wing always a distinct feature that made Ellie Dorian who she was, Seb thought to herself. Did her butt look big in it? Well, with the huge volume of air rushing through her suit, yes, yes it did, Seb joked to himself, as he kept her in frame, Lydden Hill visible below her arms and legs, gliding like a flying squirrel, well and truly. They were sinking through the altitude, and their smoke could be seen through the sky....for at least two and a half minutes, they had plunged, and flown distinctively through the sky. 4,000 feet was approaching, and Seb knew that safely, this was the end of the run for them.

Splitting off, he headed towards Ellie's left, and with a distinct movement, separated himself off, knowing he was going to be out of her way. Closing his legs for a moment, he reached for his pilot chute, throwing it out from his rig, the pilot catching air and in itself, pulling the deployment bag out of the container, and with it, the canopy that put a brake on Seb's flight. From 150 to 0, in around five seconds. If the slider didn't exist to make it that slow, and the fact that Seb was experienced enough with this weren't there, this would be dangerous, no doubt.

The canopy roared open, Seb whooping only just a little, as he grabbed the toggles after checking it over, the red and white parachute above his head, with a GoPro logo splashed across it's surface, as he looked over towards Ellie, able to even see her go for her pilot chute, flying a little further along. Taking control, he waited until she was under canopy, smoke still billowing from his feet. Seb steered downwards, into a spiral, the canopy spinning and spinning round, picking up speed and dropping down, as he kept an eye open, knowing where they were aiming for.

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Ross awoke under the First Aid tent, to the sight of Kimberly close by, as he smiled. The sight of parachutes could be seen in an opening in the tent's side, as he smirked, looking up.
"Kimberly..." He smiled, an ice pack on his chin, and a pretty sharp pain, as he began to recover consciousness. He had
"I love....." Ross was about to speak, before he turned to the grass to the side of the stretcher bed he was laying on, and was violently sick, chundering up, as he groaned a little in pain, looking up at Kimberly. It was a good thing that they were married, or this shit would be the best reason to dump, ever. A hurt Ross, with a bit of sick over his lip, looking like hell. It was poetic.
"God......I love you, Kimberly. Did I miss the show?" Ross said, looking on as he heard cheering outside. It was going on....well, he had finished second, and whilst it had been at a cost, no doubt the race marshals would want to see what happened. But the footage had been pretty incredible, matter of fact, it had been all caught on camera. And, him getting knocked the fuck out too, by some random audience member. Not that Ross knew that yet, or most of the people in the Paddock. And yet out there, Ross could vaguely know that things were picking up.
"I kinda feel alright....can you help me up? As far as I can tell....my head hurts like hell, but I want to see what's going on." Ross said to her, wiping his face a little, moving his back as he moaned a little in pain, sitting up, his head spinning just a little bit, as he felt bleary.
Nah. You could keep going, but I won't tell which one would be right :P Anyway you, get posting :D
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