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'Misthophoroi' - Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

@POOHEAD189 Then this is good, only need a small group to get it off the ground, and you are a personage of quality.

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

@Necroes@BCTheEntity@Wraithblade6@Klomster@Sophrus@agentmanatee

The Emperor's Child shook his head even as he walked toward the 'bridge' area of the smaller vessel, created specifically as a self-contained exploratory craft (the pre-Heresy brains really did think of everything...), ignoring the clearly confused Ogryn but not allowing his slightly garbled words to leave his mind; the Emperor had won, but not before Horus betrayed him in the first instance? Now he sat on...a throne? It appeared he wasn't dead, but Vedius saw no real evidence that he were among them either – those warrior women were one clear example of that. The other more glaring one was Azazel and his distinctly chaotic appearance and attitude, and what had he said about them all being traitors?!

What had he gotten himself into? What had he gotten this poor vessel into? Would he need to dispatch all those present here before he could consider himself safe?

Such thoughts were forcefully pushed aside as he placed himself into the commanders throne, built more for a human frame than his own genetically altered mass, creaking beneath him as he tapped commands into a number of glowing panels to his left, right and centre. He had never been trained to fly a vessel, nothing larger than a Thunderhawk at least, but they had to get out of here and into wider space...after that they could either kill one another or decide what to do.

“Will you all be silent!” He snapped at them, not even glancing round, his voice carrying quite clearly nevertheless, “whatever year this is...no matter if what the Ogryn says is true...I am trying to free us here.”

There had to be some form of auto-pilot, as no-one here appeared capable or in their right mind to contemplate flying anything at this point. No...there had to be...maybe it was this one!

It was not that one, he discovered after tapping in half-forgotten rune code, but the entire structure about them did begin to shake. A promising start. Further bits and pieces bought life to the thrusters and some kind of forward momentum, although no direction as of yet, minutes turning into half-an-hour and they were finally beginning to float away from the main hulk – or they could have seen that they were, had anyone been able to see from the outside.

“We're moving,” huffed the Palatine Blade with a thin smile, “we're moving!” He yelled over his shoulder, not certain whether his compatriots would be thankful for such news or not; he decided to leave out that he had no control as to where they were going.

Indeed they were going, the smaller craft firing out into the void of space and heading on a trajectory that would take them directly past Outpost 3-12/19. Not only that, but vessels had began to move toward them from somewhere on the fringes of the scanners, others appearing on the other side of the Outpost.

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“My liege, the Hawk Lords have arrived!”

The elation in the voice of McNespey was palpable, his wobbling jowls continuing to do so even once his mouth had ceased to move, and Commodore Harker had to grit his teeth in order to stop himself cutting off the general sense of celebration that had spread over the bridge at the news.

There were several smaller craft and a strike cruiser, not the sort of response that Harker had been waiting for, but it would have to do...

“Tell those Imperial vessels present to move aside them, and regale them of the situation.”

“Aye si-,” McNespey stopped and peered for a moment at the long-range scanners, rubbing the screen as if to remove a speck of dirt, then looking back to his commanding officer, “there's something else moving toward us, something smaller than an escort-class vessel, sir. It appears to be an Emperor's Child exploration craft.”

Harker could not believe his ears, his nose emitting a high-pitched nasal wheeze, but any orders were cut off before he could give them.

“There are other ships...ghost-blips on the scanner...thin ships of xenos origin.”

“Eldar?” Grunted the slender Commodore, like a parent deriding a hated and handicapped child, “my God-Emperor, is there no-one who has not arrived to pester me?!”

“Your orders, lord?”

“Yes...yes!” Waved away the elderly soldier, “attack the Eldar.”

“Lord?”

“You heard me! Send their last known location to the Astartes and request that they assist us against these raiders. Request mind you, the Emperor's Angels do not like being ordered around by mere mortals.”

“As you wish, lord,” confirmed the blubbery Liaison-officer, “His will be done.”

'Misthophoroi' - Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

I might be really into this, but the huge scope is very daunting.

@Iuniper

Believe me, it sounds a lot more daunting than it is.

We'll actually be quite a 'confined' group, as far as things go, and can leave the majority of the background to me (and any co-GMs that may want to volunteer), leaving players to concentrate primarily on their own characters and so on. I'll expect a little bit of world-building from time-to-time, but nothing to worry about.

It's more one of those tales set against a quite large backdrop - like the Witcher series or the Conan stories - but more focused on a smaller 'area' (the area being our group), if that makes any sense?

Are We the Bad Guys? - A WH40k RP [Mature]

I'm beginning to get used to broken promises. lol

And Xepherial's loyalty won't be a problem soon enough.

@Wraithblade6

I was actually expecting @agentmanatee to dose you up or something, but we can skip that I guess.

'Misthophoroi' - Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

'Misthophoroi'

A Sci-Fi Mercenary Roleplay

Introduction: As a Classical historian and lover of all things military, the idea of a professional warrior (or group of warriors) bound my nation, ethnicity, culture or coin and employed by another or others to fight for them - regardless of cause, religion and so on - is something that has always fascinated me. Hence the basis for this role play; you may be wondering why I chose to set it in a sci-fi setting if I like history so much, and the simple answer is that no-one really wants to read up on subjects before even creating their character - I have tried 'historical' on the Guild before and it has no gone down too well, alas.

So, here is a sci-fi based role play - think of Warhammer 40,000 mixed with Star Wars mixed with Iain Banks' Culture series mixed with Xenophon's Anabasis mixed with the Hellenistic Era in general mixed with the Italian condottieri, and you'll have some idea of what you can expect. Throw in a spattering of adventure, world building, 'slice of life' antics and you're pretty much there.

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Setting: It is the 13th Millennia (according to human/Earth reckoning) and Mankind has spread far and wide among the stars, encountering species as diverse and contrasting as the stars themselves, all the while they have been founding colonies and settling upon alien worlds. To many children of Earth, the home-world itself is little more than a myth, somewhere they have never set foot and are unlikely to in their lifetimes, some worlds veering off in their own directions culturally, religiously, even physically as the centuries passed...some even mingling with 'creatures' that would have been seen as fantastical in the dim past.

As stated, Mankind is not the only species out there; among the vastness of space are civilisations and cultures far older than Man, and others that are so alien that there has been nothing but war and campaigns of extermination against them.

The most recent conflict (of any note) was a galactic-wide quarrel that caused a schism in the wider sphere of space - a united confederation of human Planet States banding together to defend themselves from the aggressive Valnaur Empire. It was a war that depleted both sides, the Valnaur deciding that annexing these territories was not worth it after all, while the human planets were left economically in tatters. Allies and client systems on both sides breathed a sigh of relief and began to rebuild as best they could, fearing for the day when another such event may occur.

Yet space is vast, and there are employers aplenty for any with the know-how and will to take what they want at the tip of a blade or the barrel of a gun. In the blackness are many gathering places for such folk, the planet of Taenarum being one such place, floating as it does some light-years on the edge of Valnaur space, but also within reach of human colonies. If one wished to find gainful employment, or simply build an army, then this is where they would start looking.

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Players/Characters: Firstly, please ask questions if you wish, only by asking questions now will you save yourself time later.

As you probably gathered, we're going to be forming an inter-galactic band of gun slinging, blade-toting bodies-for-hire; exactly what form your characters take is more-or-less completely up to the player. I'm deliberately leaving the background/setting sparse and vague, as well as asking players not to reveal everything about their characters when it comes time to write them up.

This will be a world (universe) building exercise involving everyone, and Gods willing it shall be fun at the same time!

You want to play a hermaphroditic seven-foot lizard-person? That's fine. A sentient AI? Could be a cool concept. An eight-limbed octo-'person'? Go for it.

All I ask is that no-one is invulnerable, no-one is a Mary/Marty Sue, and if I turn your concept down don't start complaining unless you have good reason to do so. I'd prefer a majority human group (although what their culture/background is is still up to the player), but aliens are welcome as I've stated.

Finally, this is an 'advanced' RP - everyone knows what that means - all the usual rules apply, it will have mature themes so please bear that in mind, and posting at least once a week is mandatory. If the action is high, or the story is flowing well, then of course more than once will be fine.

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So, assuming you've read all that, can I interest anyone in a little l'action spatiale militaire.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

@HeySeuss Well, I suppose that that'd make the Praevian out as well, since Praevians have battle-Automata under their control.

Either that, or would you mind him starting without a Battle-Automata and him maybe finding out at some point into the RP and gaining dominion over it?

@mattmanganon

I imagine - since others are forming squads of their own - you could probably have a demi-squad of Automata; from what I'm aware of, the Automata aren't really any better than average Astartes minus the fact they're automatons rather than living beings?

Then again, as Seuss rightly said, we are lacking material and manpower...and generally everything...so that might not help.

Methinks folks need to take a look here, if you've not already; warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Blackshield

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

@HeySeuss I'll be happy to lead a squad then, why not.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

So are we going to go with demi-squads or will the characters themselves be a squad? This is up to you. Just let me know. I want to get started soon.

@HeySeuss

Up to you, really...sorry, bro.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

Oookaaayyy...alot of wierdness of hating warhammer factions and characters, good to know

@Dealdric

Wraith hates most things, let's just leave it at that.

Blackshields: The Horus Heresy [Warhammer 30K]

@DepressedSoviet How are we to know that his name isn't actually Alpharius? Or that he's really not just on a clandestine mission into the Blackshields? Hhmmmmm?

Good sheet btw.