Also, something came up that slipped my mind in a talk with another player. Characters are allowed to command some NPC forces of their own, be it a team, a squad, crew for vehicles (say you're using a tank or something), and so forth. Officer characters commanding larger forces I'd also be okay with. Just do so with an eye to balance, however. If you're gonna be, say, a major with loads of guys at your disposal, they better be pretty expendable mook-ly. This also covers summoners, necromancers with spooky zombie minions, and so forth.
Hans von Lek
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STATUS: drugs, germs and steel. wait. no. that's not it. 10 yrs ago
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drugs, germs and steel. wait. no. that's not it.
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10 yrs ago
When you want to join an RP of a particular theme, but no threads for it exist, and you doubt it'd be all that popular if you were to make your own thread for said theme.
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well at least you're quite free to follow - or even participate in - my riveting discussions on which varieties of paint dry the fastest.
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post regarding pokemon go
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Cuckold Joe is my rap name.
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Some fucking idiot who probably isn't worth thinking about all that seriously. He is a 23 24 year old doofus situated somewhere on the planet and studying International Relations at some university. He is fond of history, militaria, fiction, vidya, tabletop wargaming, comic books, and writing in third person. Oh, and he seemingly likes talky-walky animal people as well. We have no idea what the hell is up with that nonsense. He has diagnosed mental problems, so maybe that's got something to do with it.
He probably isn't a robot or a German IRL. However, we cannot be certain.
He likes a variety of different RPs, and is thus liable to show up anywhere, anytime. As a general rule, he isn't particularly keen on fandom RPs, but you never know; there may be some day be an exception.
I could be wrong. I could be right.
He probably isn't a robot or a German IRL. However, we cannot be certain.
He likes a variety of different RPs, and is thus liable to show up anywhere, anytime. As a general rule, he isn't particularly keen on fandom RPs, but you never know; there may be some day be an exception.
I could be wrong. I could be right.
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Unsure whether to make my next post just yet, but it sure is tempting. Equally unsure of how I'll have my dude bump into your dudes. We'll find a way, I'm sure.
@ClocktowerEchos Yeah, I have absolutely no problem with it being his personal weapon. Also, I completely understand on the Griffin/Griffon thing. Just go ahead and post 'im in the char tab :P
Meanwhile, occurring elsewhere to the above happenings (Although perhaps it really wasn't that far away after all)
To his irritation, Zack was started awake from his slumber by a sudden screaming. He jolted to his feet and glanced around. When he heard the shriek again, he was able to pinpoint the direction and distance it was coming from. He scrambled off to investigate, leaving behind his small campsite, which consisted of only a bedroll and fire.
As he brushed through the hedgerow, the source of the disturbance came into view. Upon the dirt path ahead a small neth female was surrounded by a five-strong group of bandits, who were shouting threats and slurs at her. A horse that presumably belonged to her lay on the roadside, blood seeping profusely from an arrow wound in its neck.
"Well, what'll it be? Yer money or your life?!" Demanded the booming voice of an orius.
"I'm just as poor as you! Can't you leave me alone?!" The neth cried.
Zack drew in a sharp breath, exhaled, then stepped through the bushes onto the road. As a branch caught onto his ankle and he nearly stumbled over, this almost undid the dramatic entry he was hoping for. As the thugs turned to him, their attention drawn by the racket he had made through his tumbling, he managed to salvage his balance. To silence their snickering he bashed the rear of his staff against the ground, which ushered forth the crackling of unreality.
"Gentlemen," he said, then turned to the neth, "Madam."
As four of the bandits started backing off cautiously, the orius relented, then charged forward, with sword out before him, aiming for Zack's flank.
Zack shot him a sidelong glance, grinned toothily and outstretched his gloved hand towards his would-be assailant.
"Stamp a merry dance to a drum's dumb beat, you've now got slippery feet." said Zack in a sing-song voice.
The orius, with his eyes wide, found himself tumbling over. As he tried to pick himself back up, his feet would just as quickly slip out from under him again and again.
"W-what?!" cried the orius, "Don't just stand there! Help me, you jerks!!"
Zack disregarded him and stepped over to the rest of the bandits, who were still in the process of distancing themselves from the warlock.
Zack scrubbed his chin in thought, and then gesticulated to them one by one,
"Well how about that, you've got legs of a cat." The first bandit fell over, his legs transformed into the tiny legs of a housecat, quite ungainly in proportion to the rest of his body.
"Luck of the dog, you're trapped in a fog. " The second, a nin'tah highwayman, sure enough found himself shrouded in impenetrable, thick fog. He swept his arms to try and dissipate it, but it was futile.
"Awww, dang and shoot! You're now a newt!" The third desperately tried to scramble away, but it was too late. In a poof, he disappeared, his clothes and equipment falling into a pile on the ground. A moment later, a small newt emerged from this bundle, its head wiggling about with thorough confusion.
Zack paused on the fourth and final one, who was by now on his knees, his head low, his hands clasped together pleadingly. Zack wandered up to him, his grin broad. Zack gently gripped the lah'na's chin, forcing him to meet his gaze.
"Now, promise me you will leave this girl be, and I shall free your friends of all my curses." Zack said to him pleasantly.
The bandit tried to utter a response, but it came out as incomprehensible mewling. He instead opted to nod his head briskly. Zack spun away from him, and in a snap of his fingers, the hexes were undone. The bandits looked to each other, exchanged horrified and then relieved expressions, then bolted off. The one who had been a newt made his retreat holding his bundle of clothing in front of his now naked body.
Zack turned to the bandit he had negotiated with, who was still low to the ground.
"Go on, then. Run along. Your friends will be wondering where you've gone off to." Zack said.
Once Zack had shooed them all away, he approached the neth girl, who was curled up by her slain steed, weeping. Zack pouted for a moment, then knelt by her side, placing a hand on her shoulder.
"They shan't be bothering you now." He said.
As she turned to him, he rummaged through a satchel and produced a small orb. He gave it a small playful toss into the air, caught it, then handed it to her.
"T-thank you, sir... but... w-what is this?" She questioned.
"In a single word? Expensive. You should be able to sell it for fair amount once you get back to the city. It is yours now." said Zack, with a smile and a nod.
The neth gently rolled the orb between her palms, her eyes enthralled by its dazzling, shimmering surface. As she went to give it a curious a rap with an outstretched finger, Zack hastily reached for her wrist and held it in place.
"I would not recommend hitting it," said Zack as he gently let go of her, "It is sensitive."
Zack rose to his feet and began to wander back in the direction he came from.
"But wait! I must know your name!" The neth girl called out after him.
With a rustle of leaves, Zack's head emerged from behind the hedgerow and gazed at her, "I am Zack. Cackling Zack." He grinned and gave a small wave. "Good day to you."
As Zack disappeared from sight, the neth girl slumped, suddenly shocked and winded. "-The- Cackling Zack?" she thought to herself. She had heard many tales of Zack. He was spoken of as a trickster, a menace, a loner, a wandering eccentric, but she had never heard of him in the light of being a hero. In fact, she had recalled that Cackling Zack was often incorporated into the cautionary tales, used to scare children, that were spread among the cluster of villages she lived in. And yet here she was, owing her life to him.
@ClocktowerEchos A few things:
1) I like it a lot. Basically accepted, aside from some things that will now follow. Fortunately they're all pretty minor things.
2) The spelling is Griffin, as it's a reference to Doctor Griffin, better known as "The Invisible Man." Although this reminds me of some of the confusion that ensued when I first tried to run this as a campaign through Savage Worlds. A friend thought the British had the mythical lion eagles at their disposal :P
3) I'm iffy on the modified C-93 being the -standard- firearm of the MI6 hunters, but I'll allow it. Because why not? :D
And number four has absolutely nothing to do with your character, but:
4) I did wanna expand it to OUIJA, but couldn't think of a way to work an I in. I'll consider retconning it again. Thank you for the suggestion!
(ps. you're quite fine to put him into the character tab.)
1) I like it a lot. Basically accepted, aside from some things that will now follow. Fortunately they're all pretty minor things.
2) The spelling is Griffin, as it's a reference to Doctor Griffin, better known as "The Invisible Man." Although this reminds me of some of the confusion that ensued when I first tried to run this as a campaign through Savage Worlds. A friend thought the British had the mythical lion eagles at their disposal :P
3) I'm iffy on the modified C-93 being the -standard- firearm of the MI6 hunters, but I'll allow it. Because why not? :D
And number four has absolutely nothing to do with your character, but:
4) I did wanna expand it to OUIJA, but couldn't think of a way to work an I in. I'll consider retconning it again. Thank you for the suggestion!
(ps. you're quite fine to put him into the character tab.)
Sweet! I'll get mine posted in a little bit. Before I do, I swear I wrote this before seeing your first post. I guess bandits and other miscreants are just really fond of operating in groups of five in this world, heh.
@Voltus_Ventus That'd be neat!
@Hans von Lek
Damn, that makes me want to pick German. Those suits look cool as hell, like Wolfenstein meets Warhammer 40k!
I believe earlier on you mentioned that we aren't tied to just males right? Does that apply for both sides?
Absolutely. For the sake of player options, I'm inclined to allow both genders for both sides. Justified through the nations of the war making use of absolutely everyone and everything available to them, making them a bit more lax on gender issues compared to the real world, kinda like what you saw with the aforementioned example of female soldiers in the Soviet Union.
Additional note: The experimental transport aircraft you're getting for this mission are friggin' huge, so bringing vehicles along is completely viable. They're based off of the real world Me 323 Gigant, which was colossal and could carry tanks. Just don't go too crazy.
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