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25 days ago
Current Summer break begins today!
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3 mos ago
I will continue to be one of the oldest members of this community in August.
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5 mos ago
If you are a fan of Warhammer 40,000 or Age of Sigmar, let me know. Maybe we can put together an RP. I play Ironjawz & Kruleboyz in AOS and Salamanders & Drukhari in 40K.
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2 yrs ago
Happy holidays, everyone!
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2 yrs ago
Summer break is almost over. Back to work/school and all that non-fun stuff.
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I am a veteran of the United States Army and the US Army National Guard. I spent three years on Active Duty serving in the 4th Infantry Division (Mechanized) at Ft. Carson, CO, and the 3rd Armor Division at Kirch Göns, West Germany. I spent 18 years in the Army National Guard with the 26th Infantry Division "Yankee" and 29th Infantry Division (Light), "The Blue and the Gray". I was deployed to Bosnia-Herzegovina with the 29th ID (L) in 2001 - 2002. I have also been reading military history articles and books since I was 10 years old. I do prefer Military Role Plays over all other genres, primarily because I have a vast knowledge of the subject including personal experiences. At the very least, my characters are always veterans.

I have been writing for pleasure for at least 35+ years but only got into forum-based Role Playing about eighteen years ago. I do enjoy Nation Role Plays and get into minute detail when designing my military. The only reason I enjoy excruciating detail in my militaries is because for me, it is fun. My education and experience on this subject afford me the insight to see the depth of the structure. It is not just a General and a large pile of soldiers. If someone wants assistance in designing an army, navy, or air force, please send me a PM. I will help. Please specify what level (echelon) or depth you would like me to go. When I say echelon, I mean Army, Corps, Division, Brigade/Regiment, Battalion/Squadron, Company/Troop/Battery, Platoon, and Squad/Section.

When I was a student in High School, I used to play Dungeons & Dragons. Recently, I have been DMing a 5e campaign of my creation for my son and his friends. 5e is so much less cumbersome than earlier editions of D&D. I do have an interest in Tolkien-esque fantasy-styled Role Plays as well. Time travel has always been a fun genre for me, but to do it well, one must have a firm grasp of historical facts.

There are only a few fanfictions I will participate in; Star Wars and Star Trek are two of them. I want to do an exclusively Klingon RP one of these days. I also avoid Canon characters.

I have real-world martial arts experience. I would love to write an RP about hand-to-hand combat, no fantasy magic chit, just hands elbows, knees, and feet. Maybe the occasional head butt thrown in to mix things up. I trained in Krav Maga for six and a half years. I earned a first-degree black belt in Krav Maga on 3 June 2017.

Krav Maga is an Israeli martial art form that employs practical self-defense techniques drawing forms & techniques from Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Taekwando. It is very brutal, demanding, and aggressive. During the seven years I trained, I have bruised two ribs, sustained several muscle pulls, and various lacerations and bruises over my body. I have received a sprained ankle and a fractured wrist. Before the first black belt test, I received a bone bruise to my right shin; where my roundhouse kicks impact. Yet, I am stupid enough to continue training. [Regardless of the physical pain, it is more fun than any other physical activity I have engaged in. Fortunately, the bone bruise healed up prior to the third and final test. EDIT: I did leave the sport over five years ago. :(]

Over two years ago I completed my first novel, a science fiction set in the 24th century. It focuses on a Private Military Corporation solely employed by the earth government. I started a second book in November 2022 and hope to work on that this summer when I have more time.

Send me a PM for a Role Play or if you would like to see what sort of an army I could build for you.

--Gunther (AKA: Old School)



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I hope to catch up tomorrow. I may not get to post again until Saturday though.
the only reason I did not know that, is because I haven't had time to read the more recent posts. /doh!
sorry.
Pilots, man your planes...


Would you mind if I pass on posting this round? I want to wait until the ship's are adjacent and the SF team has completed their spike of the Majestic's computers before we do anything.
Joseph Mingan is a Skinwalker, but none of your characters know that. It is a deeply held secret to Joseph. He is very quiet about it. If you would like to have any exchanges or prior knowledge between your character and mine, please post your CS in the Character's tab first, so I can read it, then send me a PM with your idea and we can talk about it. This is not something he openly shares with others.


If you read the SSIC, please read this...

Merlin, Can you tell me more about "Mystery and Hand"? I read what you wrote about the Tarot card. This is an intriguing aspect of the Role Play. I even looked up the meaning of the cards on a tarot card website. I don't know what to enter in this spot on the Character Sheet. When I read the meanings of the cards, the "Five of Cups" came closest to my character's personality of where his mind is at, right now. Should I look for a card like this?
I'll read up on the skinwalker. Thank you, sir.
@Themerlinhawk This may seem silly, but what is a Cat House? I have an idea, but I'd like to know


A cat house is a Bordello, a house of ill repute or a whore house. It is a place for "Johns" to go and have sex with a prostitute. A Madame runs the "Cat House"

I will create a character for your RP, Themerlinhawk. He will be a native magic user, probably a healer with some connection to wolves, but not necessarily a werewolf. Maybe just a changeling of sorts; like an animagus in Harry Potter or a Shaman in some in Fantasy adventure games. On another note, I may attempt to use the word, "Teep" in character. ;)
@Sep Could you add Lieutenant Percival "Percy" Lomax as the Platoon Commander and Sergeant Jett Duron as the First Section Leader to the Sapper Platoon?
Victor Tavik

Commandant’s Quarters


A debris strewn field, tall grasses blowing in the wind concealing death and destruction. Majestic Mountains rose in the distance, beckoning him. Smoke curled skyward along several points on the horizon as well as in the debris strewn field, calling the thin infantry commander forward. Victor Tavik walked disoriented and confused through the field. A slow fog rolled low over the field covering much of the debris, allowing his visibility to remain over the cloud. The smell of burnt cordite, thermite and death wafted in the air and into his nostrils.

After what seemed like hours of walking, Rancor Company’s Infantry Commander came upon Captain Kruger wearing his formal military uniform seated at a table in the middle of the field. A tea set was placed and the Executive Officer sipped a cup while reading a newspaper. It was a periodical that can be found on any datapad from Alderaan. It did not strike Victor Tavik as odd that the man would be reading newsprint instead of articles in digital form. The Captain looked up as his commander approached, “Victor!” the man spoke with an affable smile. “Please, won’t you join me?”

Victor Tavik looked confused. Lorne Kruger never called him by his first name. But the scene was completely foreign to him. He felt compelled to pull out a chair and have a seat. Captain Kruger stood and began pouring before and during asking, “would you like a cup of tea, sir?”

Victor felt unable to say no. He nodded in compliance raised the cup to take a sip, but stopped with the cup inches from his lips. His eyes caught something peculiar. Glancing into the liquid as it neared his mouth, he spied something causing revulsion. His expression turned to that of sudden horror as he noticed the presence of a human eyeball, recently detached from its retina settled at the bottom of clear liquid in his tea cup.

Victor looked up at his friend, “Lorne!” The newspaper outstretched in his two hands concealing the Captain, who now lowered his newspaper in response to Victor’s exclamation. The Commandant looked at the man, now missing both eyes. Bloody black sockets trailed thick oozing blood streaming down his face, over his cheeks, dripping off his jawline and collecting across the table. The man collapsed face first across the table then slumping to the ground. Victor jumped upon hearing explosions, disturbing the otherwise peaceful setting. The disruptive noise distracted him from the tea setting. His eyes scanned the horizon as fireballs billowed up like deadly mushrooms into the skies. He looked back towards the table, but it and Captain Kruger were gone.

‘Where am I? What is this hellish place?’ Victor thought to himself. He continued walking through the field. He felt an overwhelming sense of fear and dread. It all but debilitated him. He came to a trench line. The musky odor of the dirt snuck its way into his nostrils. Soon, the smells were comingled with blood and death. He jumped down into the trench. The floor was muddy with pools of blood; corpses scattered in various shapes. Some were slumped along the base of the trench. One rebel soldier’s face was plunged into a pool of stagnant water and blood.

As he made his way along the ghoulish trench, which appeared to go on forever, he began to recognize faces in the mud. These were his soldiers. Their corpses splayed about in a macabre way, many dismembered or with body parts completely smashed into the soil. It was a terrifying experience.

“Hey Commandant,” the dismembered head of Captain Mosh Karada uttered in a nonchalant way. The way you would tell a friend about a new exercise class you recently found, free from emotion, The head, resembling Captain Karada asked, “How can we take a Venator-Class ship with only 160 people? I mean, the intelligence we have on this Majestic is incomplete. Isn't this what you told us a week ago when we went into Anaxes?"

Victor Tavik stumbled back upon hearing the words. He was overwhelmed with fright. The expression on his face was one of tremendous horror. The head yelled at Victor, “You’re going to command a company of dead men if you keep this up!! They are all going to die, you pompous ass!!”

Victor fell back into the water. It splashed up around him. “Stop!” Victor yelled. He clutched his head, burying his face into his bent knees. “Stop this madness!” The corpses began falling in around him. He tried to stand up. With every futile attempt another body fell on top of him. He became pinned to the damp ground, the corpses piling up. They suffocated him. He could no longer see the light of day.


He woke with his heart racing in panic. He looked around the room furtively, his eyes bulging out of their sockets. The fear and dread of the dream created an overwhelming sense within the Commandant. He was visibly frightened, adrenaline pumped through his veins as the sound of his own heart thumped heavily in his chest. The alarm clock rang.

Mosh Karada

First Platoon Breaching Point


“Captain?” the NCO asked the Platoon Commander, “is this First platoon? My name is Sergeant Duron, from the Sapper Platoon.”

“Nice to meet you, Sergeant. I am Captain Karada and yes, this is first platoon. Do you have breaching charges ready?”

“Yes sir. Who will install the bridging tube?”

“My third section. Get your charges in place. When I receive the order to move, go ahead and blow it. The Company Commander is coming with us on this. He may signal you himself,” Mosh Karada uttered the words just as Major Tavik approached the breaching site.

“I may take you up on that liberty, Mosh. Thank you very much.” He looked down his pointed beak nose at the Sapper NCO. His thin, lifeless lips drawn taut for several seconds. “Well, are the charges set, Sergeant?”

“No sir!” then took that as a cue to get working. Mosh pulled his platoon back. The sappers would blow a hole through the Majestic after third section got their temporary bridging tube in place. Once the hole was made, the Second section lead by Sergeant Jyneth Paltoy, a female Kiffar from planet Kiffu with her dreadlock hair and yellow facial tattoos would lead the First Platoon’s assault across the bridging tube and into the enemy ship.

“I will follow the lead section, sir. You are welcome to join me,” Captain Karada stated to his superior.

“No, Captain. I will monitor the radios from the other platoons and the ship’s CIC. I will follow your platoon sergeant through the breach.” The Major referred to the ship’s Combat Information Center, near the bridge.

“As you wish, sir,” Captain Karada remarked. “How did you sleep sir?”

“As serene as a baby, Mosh. I assure you, I am ready for this operation; quite excited actually. But that is to be expected.” Major Tavik glanced at his chronograph and listened to the radio in his ear piece. “Chakaar is aboard the Majestic. I expect it could happen at any time now. Get ready, Captain.”

“Yes sir!” Captain Karada checked on the sappers and then each of his sections. The first platoon was ready to go. He patted Halliq Neban, the newly acquired Kaleeshi warrior on the back as he passed him. He gave the new soldier a warm smile and yelled to the platoon, “this is it boys and girls! You get to earn your pay! Focus on what you are doing and you’ll come out alive! Remember to clear the corridors and rooms as we practiced them. If someone wants to give you quarter, let them. We are not fighting imperial storm troopers. These are mercenaries. Who knows what their motivation to fight is. Listen to your NCOs, do what you are told and we will be victorious. Huzzah!?” Captain Karada yelled the battle cry for everyone to hear.

The Platoon responded with three cries in response, loud and proud, “Huzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah!” First Platoon was ready.

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