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'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

@Synthorian Eeeexcellent...from what I can tell, he's not got any of the more advanced psi-abilities, correct? In the same vein, I'd rather not have 'magic' people. Genetic shape-altering/skin changing is one thing, then there's telekinesis and the like.

'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

Hmmm, must've gotten my character concepts confused. Imagined him as some kind of pirate/mercenary leader during the end. Like he controls bands of hired claws to work for him etc.

[...] Just assumed from our previous conversation the mantle was already on.

@Bishop

This group won't be working for him though, they will be hired by an outside employer (the Valnaur for example) using the leader as an intermediary - a recruiter, if you will; once he's gathered the group, he'll need to follow his employer's instructions...or don't, in which case there would likely be consequences. More like a medieval Condottieri than anything else.

As for the mantle, as I said, if everyone's alright with it then I'm alright with it too.

@Ozymandias You still interested in this, or should I just assume a no-no?

'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

@Bishop With all due respect, I'm not sure that your character could lead a mercenary company; This isn't meant as a slight against you, but Ssskarsciv wouldn't be my first choice to lead a group, let alone my first point of contact to hire a group for me to fight for me. From what I can tell from his history he seems best working alone, seems to have a rather one-track mind I.E. He's hunting for his princess, and, again from what I can tell, it doesn't seem like he'd be any good at large-scale battle tactics.

Now, if everyone else - @Indy Cooper@POOHEAD189@IrishAngelQueen@Tsar Gatto etc - is fine with being led by you then I am too, it's just my opinion.

Also, feel free to put his profile into the Char tab.

'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

@Synthorian That'll be because we're not a ship crew, we're mercenaries, a company of, and by default are therefore ALL security/brawlers anyway. :D

Welcome to the thread, pleasure to have you here.

'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

@Indy Cooper That is a pretty much perfect sheet, something I rarely see (including in my own writing!) So all I can say is that you and your character are both very welcome to the RP. Feel free to post it up in the Char tab when you like.

@POOHEAD189 and @Tsar Gatto, your sheets are also good to go, so feel free to post them up as well.

@IrishAngelQueen Not sure anyone mentioned Elves And, while some of the profile does seem a wee bit too 'magical' for a sci-fi based RP, I'll allow it, since none of it really defies anything. There's shape-changers in other sci-fi genres, so I can let it slide as long as you don't go overboard with it.

Apart from that, all these sheets look good, can all be posted in the Char tab when you're all ready, and I shall see about getting an initial IC post up within the next few days.

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

Is there an order in who posts?

I just post whenever i feel it is appropriate.

@Klomster

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There's a certain unwritten order, but Klom seems to go by the way I generally do as well; all players, now we're not flying around all over the place, should feel free(er) to get their own things done.

Sophrus' idea(s) for example, I find, already make it seem like things are looking up!

Go-go gadget piratical doings.

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

I never expected I would want JB to not post before, but I guess the post is ok and still allows us three to finish our interactions.

@Wraithblade6

Weird, isn't it?

I did attempt to put it so you'd all still got time, so make it count.

Warhammer 40k: The Eternal Fight for Freedom - Penal Legion RP (Looking for cannon fodder!)

@Hank Eeeexcellent.

@Drunken Conquistador Looks like it may be us three at the moment, if you know anyone else who'd be interested then please feel free to give them a message or whatnot.

'Misthophoroi' - A Sci-Fi Mercenary RP

How advanced is technology? I know you listed several series that I am unfamiliar with, but just a galactic average on computer science, data storage, food processing, flight technology, etc, would be neat. I understand GURPS Tech Levels, if that helps.

You did say that aliens were okay, but also said you wanted a mostly human team. Xenobiology would kind of be necessary either way, I suppose, but how many species are well known enough for a human to learn medical practises for them?

More on tech: How are you getting around the travel times between stars? FTL, cold storage, something else fun and exciting?

If I do end up making an alien, precisely how truly alien can I get? Size would be a problem on a human built ship, as would certain biological issues, so that question becomes somewhat important.

And lastly, how do you feel about AIs?

@Indy Cooper

Good questions, and I'll try to answer them as much as I can;

1. Technology, at the highest level, is beyond much of what we have today - I'd say Star Trek/Wars level of technology for a reference point. It does vary from place-to-place and civilisation to another one, meaning that some planets are still stuck in the Stone Age while others could annihilate them with supersonic bombs or such.

2. As many as you want, this is as much my narrative as your own, so if you wish for there to be a few that are well known then that's fine. Humanity has spread far-and-wide, so as long as they're not exceedingly high numbers it'd make sense.

3. FTL is the usual mode of transport, using said 'gates' as way-points and strategic choke points, like 'warp travel' but more restricted and less random.

4. Again, as alien or non-alien as you like, we've not even started the actual narrative yet, so we'd be able to wrangle some specifics for the character before going forward I'd think.

5. AI is fine, if rarer than usual - mostly depends on what you mean, as in sentient robots or nano-tech.

I realise I'm not helping much, and I apologise, but the specifics of many things are going to be decided within the IC itself; if you've got more questions, or want me to extrapolate on some points then I can.

@POOHEAD189 Sounds good!

@IrishAngelQueen I look forward to it. :)

@Tsar Gatto Sheet looks excellent, and I hope you're still about.

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

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

The Viper-class Sloop Macharius' Pride weaved in and out of the surrounding fire-fight with an ease of movement that was uncommonly seen among the vessels of the Imperial Navy – their ships more commonly used as gun-toting battering rams against their many enemies – indeed, the craft of Captain Ahab Isaiah moved in a way that even the fleeter and less glimpsed Eldar vessels were having a hard time keeping track of. This was not to say much, as their advanced technology found him and his ship soon enough, beams of pure energy having disabled its shields and scoured its limited armour during the early moments of the running space battle; only the churning plasma engines of the ship having kept them alive this long.

It was only as the ship passed between two larger ships, the after effects of a missile impact blooming before them, that one of the Naval crew spoke up from his station, the highly attuned Auspex and Auger array of the ship having picked up something out there.

“It appears to be a ship, Captain.”

“A ship?” Questioned the incredulous Captain, his one good eye glancing to his own command console for but a second, “smaller even than our own. Quaint, very quaint.”

Ahab was known as a brilliant ship commander, but also as a one-eyed bastard of extreme arrogance and high-handedness. Since taking command of the Pride he had demanded absolute obedience from his crew, not disliked by the men per se, but gripping them in an iron-like fist for sure. Only the presence of Fleet Commissar Glanville and his multiple spies throughout the decks had assured that fears of a mutiny had been put to rest.

“Wait...” Stuttered the bridge crewman for a moment, “the ship has gone.”

“Destroyed?”

“There is no debris, but it must have been.”

A snort of air was all that the rather broad analysis conjured from the seated Captain, a gesture of his hand showing that the man should simply ignore it.

“Get us back to the fight, I see we've slowed slightly, and if we keep at this speed then the perfidious Eldar are sure to catch us. Go, go, go!”

---

It had been hairy alright, and for more than a few moments the Emperor's Child was convinced that they were all dead men. As it happened that had not been the case, the Viper slipping from the cloud of wreckage that was a part of his own ship and presenting an opportunity which they would not get again.

With what limited 'piloting' skills he possessed, Vedius had deployed the landing gear and mag-lock clamps, the minuscule box of bodies and spirit stones – in comparison to pretty much any other ship present – thumping down onto the rear hull of the Raider-type vessel as it began to speed up once again.

Such a disappearing act would not work forever, other ships bound to see them clinging to the Pride like some form of ugly limpet before long, and so they had to work fast. This meant, as far as he could ascertain, cutting through the metal skin beneath them and escaping into the ship of nearly eight-thousand souls. At least that would have been, had it not already suffered damage itself, casualties mounting and whittling down the numbers before they even arrived; a Viper-class ship was not suited to battles such as this, no matter how good their speed or scanners.

“We have landed,” declared the Decurion, finally unbuckling himself from the command-throne and gripping his weapon before turning to face the others, “but we cannot remain here for too long; the lander is clamped to an enemy ship, one we must enter in haste and with some force I imagine. So-”

Bodies had been tossed here-and-there during the contact with enemy ordinance, even more so when the mag-locks had nearly been wrenched from the underside of the Lander – like a drowning man gripping hold of a speedboat – but in spite of this Vedius could tell (mostly from the dead Ogryn and multitude of drawn weapons) that something had happened while he had been 'flying'.

Immediately on edge, he raised his bolter and swept it over the mass gathered at the rear of the craft, waiting either for an explanation – by way of motion or verbal account – or a sign that they were getting off this soon-to-be wreck.