God of the Dwarves Who Live Under the Mountain
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Summer break begins today!
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I will continue to be one of the oldest members of this community in August.
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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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Happy holidays, everyone!
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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)
Gunthers Cast of Hooligans
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)
Gunthers Cast of Hooligans
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No, I never noticed that. Sometimes I just get busy and don't check. pardon me.
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I've given up on my distraction, a game called Conqueror's Blade and should be able to pay more attention to the forums...hopefully.
At 8:35, he tries his hand at using artillery. He focuses on the Hero rather than his the cannon. That is a mistake. He should focus on the cannon. Also he aims way too low. I can usually get a round on target in one or two shots. If he was using a ballista, he would have a better chance at hitting an individual Hero. I once killed four with a ballista in a siege battle like the one depicted here. It is a fun game, but I die too much and have a very difficult time going one on one against another Hero. I haven't been able to rank higher than eight or ten in the Siege matches since the new season started on October 13. It has left me frustrated and angry with the game. So I decided to quit.
Hopefully, I can continue with this thread here.
At 8:35, he tries his hand at using artillery. He focuses on the Hero rather than his the cannon. That is a mistake. He should focus on the cannon. Also he aims way too low. I can usually get a round on target in one or two shots. If he was using a ballista, he would have a better chance at hitting an individual Hero. I once killed four with a ballista in a siege battle like the one depicted here. It is a fun game, but I die too much and have a very difficult time going one on one against another Hero. I haven't been able to rank higher than eight or ten in the Siege matches since the new season started on October 13. It has left me frustrated and angry with the game. So I decided to quit.
Hopefully, I can continue with this thread here.
The sunlight cut through the forest like a razor sharp sword pierces one’s torso. The pain in Torsten’s side had improved. It wasn’t as bad as he anticipated, but he’d been injured before and the pain was tolerable. He knew he was lucky to be alive and knew he needed to keep moving. He figured he would be healed in a day or two; hopefully.
Breakfast was decent. Oz caught some rabbit and the three sucked on the juicy bits. Torsten inhaled his portion as he was quite famished. Lord knows he needed the protein in the meat. After sterilizing the campsite as best they could, they ventured further to the south in order to continue their trek into the unknown. Conversation was light, about nothing in particular. They focused more on the sights and sounds of the forest around them. Their hunter’s ears were tuned in and didn’t want to be surprised.
Torsten took the trail slot in the column as Oz, the largest took center. He allows the lighter Ulf Gunnerson or Wolf to take the point. Wolf was an agile hunter, quick on his feet. He would be able to evade an attack faster than the others. Torsten removed his bow, notched an arrow and prepared for whatever might present itself upon the trail ahead.
It didn’t take long for a situation to appear. A scream of sorts erupted in their ears. All three men prepared for a battle, not knowing what was coming. It just didn’t sound like the orcs they dealt with the day prior. Oz removed the 5’ 6” two-handed sword from its scabbard and held it at the ready on his right side. He was prepared to bring pain upon any foe who threatened him. Wolf removed his shield from his back, securing it to his left arm and a small sword in his right. He held the left side of the trail. Between the two and three steps to the rear was Torsten with his bow up and read to draw.
The odd fellow stumbling over the undergrowth in front of them was more bulbous than sinewy. All three men breathed a sigh of relief realizing they would not have to kill this one. The man was in a panic paying more attention to the auburn-haired young woman chasing him. Her hair was cut short, more like a man, than a woman, Oz thought. Torsten found her mildly attractive and Wolf wondered how quickly he could dispatch both to the underworld.
“Stop!” Torsten yelled at the pair, who seemingly halted all movement, freezing in their steps looking up at the trio of northerners who barred their path. “What are you doing here?!”
Breakfast was decent. Oz caught some rabbit and the three sucked on the juicy bits. Torsten inhaled his portion as he was quite famished. Lord knows he needed the protein in the meat. After sterilizing the campsite as best they could, they ventured further to the south in order to continue their trek into the unknown. Conversation was light, about nothing in particular. They focused more on the sights and sounds of the forest around them. Their hunter’s ears were tuned in and didn’t want to be surprised.
Torsten took the trail slot in the column as Oz, the largest took center. He allows the lighter Ulf Gunnerson or Wolf to take the point. Wolf was an agile hunter, quick on his feet. He would be able to evade an attack faster than the others. Torsten removed his bow, notched an arrow and prepared for whatever might present itself upon the trail ahead.
It didn’t take long for a situation to appear. A scream of sorts erupted in their ears. All three men prepared for a battle, not knowing what was coming. It just didn’t sound like the orcs they dealt with the day prior. Oz removed the 5’ 6” two-handed sword from its scabbard and held it at the ready on his right side. He was prepared to bring pain upon any foe who threatened him. Wolf removed his shield from his back, securing it to his left arm and a small sword in his right. He held the left side of the trail. Between the two and three steps to the rear was Torsten with his bow up and read to draw.
The odd fellow stumbling over the undergrowth in front of them was more bulbous than sinewy. All three men breathed a sigh of relief realizing they would not have to kill this one. The man was in a panic paying more attention to the auburn-haired young woman chasing him. Her hair was cut short, more like a man, than a woman, Oz thought. Torsten found her mildly attractive and Wolf wondered how quickly he could dispatch both to the underworld.
“Stop!” Torsten yelled at the pair, who seemingly halted all movement, freezing in their steps looking up at the trio of northerners who barred their path. “What are you doing here?!”
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When I was a child, I did not fall, I jumped from the top of a jungle gym (Old style galvanized steel with sand pit) and broke my left leg.
Coincidentally, 33 years later, I had a daughter born on the same day.
Coincidentally, 33 years later, I had a daughter born on the same day.
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