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3 yrs ago
Undertow only makes me think of Tool. Good album though.
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Incest in 1x1 interest check. Opinion invalidated.
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3 yrs ago
Yeah don’t ever recall BLM charging the US Capitol building, scaling the walls, attacking Capitol police and breaking windows to enter.
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RIP America 1776 - 2021. We had a good run.
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If I am made mod I will do what everyone truly desires and delete the status bar.
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ABOUT ME:
  • Male.
  • Twenty six years old.
  • EST USA timezone.
  • Been RPing since 2011.
  • Mainly into sci-fi RPs.
  • GM'd and been a player in too many roleplays to list.


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Feel free to hit me up if you wanna RP with me or have a RP idea you think I might be into.

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Teeth grinded and blood began to boil as the veteran mercenary took sight of Eclipse mercenaries near them. Memories flashed of his old encounters with those lethal bastards in his days running Drayak's Fist. They were a different breed than the refined Blue Suns or barbaric Blood Pack, and always a handful to face in combat. Vash dashed the thoughts of breaking from the group and ravaging the Eclipse troops from his mind, forcing himself to follow their gameplan. Still, his finger itched over the trigger of his M-76. His scaled hands nearly shaking underneath his gloves as the bloodlust crept its way into him, coursing through his veins and making him feel like a true krogan. As Koya gave the signal the battle began, chaos filling the air out of nowhere.

Vash let out a grunt as he followed Koya's bold charge. Shots slamming into the ground around him as he ran, shields absorbing any damage. The turrets were the biggest priority, and his teammates showed impresive talent in removing them from the battlefield. One was destroyed while the other hacked and turned on its former user. Hann being the one that did the hacking was something which brought a smile to his face. He could really gel with this team if this was how effectively they operated when faced with difficult opposition. Not one to be outdone the krogan launched himself into combat, practically bouncing out of combat as he streamlined towards the nearest Eclipse mercenary, ducked behind a metal crate. Gunfire echoed around him, but not enough to stop his rushing. His squadmates drew their own attention, not that Vash wasn't a one man army in his own mind.

Vash went to his knees, sliding as he placed both hands firmly on his weapon. He had gotten a flank on the fool, and their fate was sealed. Another smirk danced across his lips as he squeezed the trigger, the heavy duty assault rifle kicking like a mule. The veteran soldier kept it steady, used to how it danced in his hands while dispensing death. If it weren't for the man's helmet then Vash would've taken pride in seeing the merc's eyes go wide in realization. Then the white in his eyes overcoming the pupil's as Vash put his opponent down. His M-76 screamed between his fingertips as it launched shots towards his target, the krogan unloading rounds into the mercenary until he was sure he was down. The Eclipse soldier went down in a heap, the impact from the high firepower Revenant pushing his body backwards. A pool of blood began to form, staining the floor as it grew in size.

"They have two fucking krogan!" Another Eclipse hollered, the voice coming from Vash's right side followed by a burst of rounds from M-15 Vindicator, two of the rounds zipping by the imposing krogan. His attention shifted towards this mercenary, Vash realizing how close the adversary was to him.

More rounds careened through the battlefield as Vash started charging, darting left and right in an attempt to evade more incoming fire. The mercenary was partway tucked behind a pillar, but unluckily for him Vash was closing in rapidly. He could not decipher the words coming from the human as Vash slammed into him, tackling him at full steam and sending him to the ground. The man's M-15 bounced across the ground, kicking up dust as the entangled combatants struggled, the hefty krogan with a very obvious upper hand. He'd shattered several of the man's ribs just on impact, either from the tackle or slamming to the ground. Still, the Eclipse trooper struggled, his hands grabbing at Vash's assault rifle. The veteran mercenary pushed his weapon downwards, trying to tilt the barrel but was met with more than expected resistance. So instead Vash pulled the gun away, until it was only in his own gloved hands. Then he brought the back end of it down onto his opponent's helmet, the man's hands flailing as he tried to defend himself.

Vash spiked and slammed his gun into the man's head repeatedly, he might of well have been using an actual club instead of highly advanced assault rifle. He kept smashing until the mercenary stopped moving, body twitching as the helmet was caved in and blood splattered onto the ground and Vash's armor. Some of the crimson red liquid squirted on his helmet visor as well. The heat of battle always affected Vash powerfully, he had to stop himself once the man's skull had become unrecognizable. That and incoming gunfire from another Eclipse caused him to remember to take more ideal cover. He slipped behind a set of pipes and let out a deep breath, heart pounding inside of his chest.

He missed this feeling.


Set 3647 years before Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope


The galaxy lies in the midst of a cold war. Sith and Jedi are aplenty, numbering in the thousands each. The galaxy has been divided and controlled by the Galactic Republic and the Sith Empire. The Jedi Temple on Coruscant is now rubble, the Order having relocated to their mysterious homeworld of Tython where a new Temple has been built. The Sith Empire continue to consolidate their new territories, while constantly building up their military forces and training new Sith warriors. In the now reduced Republic terrorities, the Galactic Republic recovers from their defeat, corruption is abound, refugees rampant all while the military is built back up in preparation for another imminent war with the Sith. The Hutt Cartel continue their usual business, continuing to make credits and employ rogues from every background. The proud Mandalorian clans dream of past days of greatness, split on which side to work with between the Empire and Republic. Everyone in between simply tries to live their lives and survive in the harsh, unpredictable galaxy.




The Star Wars persistent world involves multiple parallel plot lines going at once, in the form of several different IC threads. Players are encouraged to push for their own unique character driven plots, interact with others, form friendships, make enemies and create their own stories in the universe. As the entangled plot pushes forward and develops the players will have to adapt. Another great war between the Sith and Republic/Jedi may be on the horizon, for example...

Whatever occupation you choose in the PW is virtually unlimited. Players can be anything from a Jedi, Sith, soldier, mercenary, pirate, bounty hunter, senator, Hutt and beyond. Players may create their own GM approved factions. Of course there are limitations in the name of power, players are pushed to develop their characters, improve and gain power. Such limited roles include Sith Lords and Jedi Masters. For these you may not initially apply as one, you must grow into it.

In depth knowledge of Star Wars is not required, multiple guides have been laid out to assist players, the GMs’ inboxes are always open for questions. Multiple character sheets have been created which are faction tailored. Practically any and every character type is allowed!

At this moment we are in particular looking for Jedi knights and Jedi masters


The game staff is as follows:

@Ruby
@Ellri
@Heat
@Sini
@Ezekiel
@Sundered Echo
@Jackdaw
@Almalthia
@Fallenreaper
@Bea

Useful links:
Link to the Discord channel
The PW forums (guides and CSes within)


Set 3647 years before Star Wars Episode IV: A New Hope


The galaxy lies in the midst of a cold war. Sith and Jedi are aplenty, numbering in the thousands each. The galaxy has been divided and controlled by the Galactic Republic and the Sith Empire. The Jedi Temple on Coruscant is now rubble, the Order having relocated to their mysterious homeworld of Tython where a new Temple has been built. The Sith Empire continue to consolidate their new territories, while constantly building up their military forces and training new Sith warriors. In the now reduced Republic terrorities, the Galactic Republic recovers from their defeat, corruption is abound, refugees rampant all while the military is built back up in preparation for another imminent war with the Sith. The Hutt Cartel continue their usual business, continuing to make credits and employ rogues from every background. The proud Mandalorian clans dream of past days of greatness, split on which side to work with between the Empire and Republic. Everyone in between simply tries to live their lives and survive in the harsh, unpredictable galaxy.




The Star Wars persistent world involves multiple parallel plot lines going at once, in the form of several different IC threads. Players are encouraged to push for their own unique character driven plots, interact with others, form friendships, make enemies and create their own stories in the universe. As the entangled plot pushes forward and develops the players will have to adapt. Another great war between the Sith and Republic/Jedi may be on the horizon, for example...

Whatever occupation you choose in the PW is virtually unlimited. Players can be anything from a Jedi, Sith, soldier, mercenary, pirate, bounty hunter, senator, Hutt and beyond. Players may create their own GM approved factions. Of course there are limitations in the name of power, players are pushed to develop their characters, improve and gain power. Such limited roles include Sith Lords and Jedi Masters. For these you may not initially apply as one, you must grow into it.

In depth knowledge of Star Wars is not required, multiple guides have been laid out to assist players, the GMs’ inboxes are always open for questions. Multiple character sheets have been created which are faction tailored. Practically any and every character type is allowed!

At this moment we are in particular looking for Jedi knights and Jedi masters


The game staff is as follows:

@Ruby
@Ellri
@Heat
@Sini
@Ezekiel
@Sundered Echo
@Jackdaw
@Almalthia
@Fallenreaper
@Bea

Useful links:
Link to the Discord channel
The PW forums (guides and CSes within)
Does anyone have plans with the Redwyne? Might cobble a CS together for the Abor?


I have it where the current Hightower lord’s mom was a Redwyne. So the two houses have a pretty good relationship. But if you want to play them and change any of that just lemme know.
Darn. I was itching to potentially play this guy, the king of the Basilisk Islands: awoiaf.westeros.org/index.php/Saathos…

But the Saans are taken. Oh well. I may think of another char idea.
“Let’s move it! We have to head back to Temple and regroup!” Kyla shouted, motioning for San to follow Jaslyn as she herself moved back, leaping onto ledges as they retreated. Her eyes shifted back to Elav, he was the furthest ahead, right in the way of the closest Terentatek.

Elav grunted as the monstrosity came barrelling towards him, claws first, unleashing a horrific screech as it ran. The Jedi was quick, and leapt off the ground at seemingly the last second. He spun in the air, lightsabers humming as he landed to its side, then cleaved both blades directly into the beast’s gut. It let out a fearsome howl then swatted with its massive claw at the Jedi. The twi’lek was fast, and ducked, though was not quite quick enough as it batted him to the side, nearly off the edge of the canyon. He was slow to his feet, a nasty pair of cuts on his left shoulder. The injured beast lumbered towards its prey, nearly cleaved in half but still moving. The others drew closer as well, charging towards Elav.

“Keep moving!” Kyla screamed to the two padawans as she raised her free hand, then called upon the Force, gathering as much strength as she could to pull Elav towards her. She acted quickly, as the monstrosities lunged at her friend she pulled him off the ground, yanking him off his feet and upwards. He flew through the air, just as confused as the Terentateks were at the action. He landed to her side, sliding across the ground but alive.

“I’m not letting those things kill you, you are not sacrificing yourself Elav.” The battlemaster said as she flicked off her lightsaber, then grabbed the Jedi knight with her free hand and helped him to his feet, then onto the next ledge up. Both Jedi climbing desperately to the surface.

The surface was near. The beasts were following them up, thankfully climbing slower than any of the Jedi were but still in hot pursuit of their prey. Tython continued its turbulence around them, hurricane level winds sweeping across the surface as the thunderstorm echoed above them. It seemed the entire planet was flipped on its head. The Force, which had such a delicate balance on the world seemed to be teetering on the brink of breaking. Threatening to plunge itself into utter peril and instability.

Jaslyn put away her sabers one on each hip as Kyla told them to go. Clambering up the side of the Rift was more complicated than leaping down had been. Looking back down she saw Elav fall and almost roll off the edge and Jaslyn reached out and knew that Kyla was moving him with the Force.

Something in Jaslyn clicked and she reached out and sent a push to the one that had attacked Elav. And nothing happened. It looked up at her as if it knew she was the one that sent the Force push at it. Jaslyn swallowed loudly. Nothing?! I know I reached out and pushed it...or was supposed to. Are there even things that the Force doesn’t work on?!? This just got more dangerous. And I think I just pissed it off. Continuing to climb and concentrating on getting to the next ledge higher up. Hand over hand and scrambling to the lip of the Rift. Never again. Well maybe not never, but not for a really, really, really, really long time.

Lightning flashed and the wind howled over the top of the Rift. The storm was so violent that the clouds were so deep a green they were almost black. Thunder in all it’s intensity shook the ground. Lightning so close as to hear the crackle of electricity in the air and the smell of ozone was almost overwhelming the scent of fire. Something was burning.I hope that’s coming from the Rift. Jaslyn thought as she grabbed the grass on the surface looking for a handhold. Finding one she pulled herself up to the surface laying flat on her stomach.

Quickly rolling over Jaslyn was greeted with the sight of the roiling, boiling storm. Pushing up and leaning on her elbows Jaslyn scanned the surface and not seeing the survivor she looked around at the havoc that was being wrought. Quickly she took in the fact that something was truly wrong.


Brilliant.
@Aufklarung yep, on @Inkarnate's server. A whole section of channels for the RP (there's a lot of memeing though lol).
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