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> You misread that post, I merely asked Wilson how drop-pods would get past planetary shields when he sais his main strategy for the Dracs was to land forces and then deal with space forces. > > And the planetary shields arent strong if they are alone and not combined with others. Under any forn of sustained bombardment they only last a few seconds, there pretty much there to give grouns forces some extra time to prepare. ### Talk to the hammer 

You know, I'm starting to dislike all this "Well, my planetary shield can take it!" I would just tell Duck to make them NOT INVINCIBLE, but he wouldn't be able to handle such a crushing responsibility as regulating his own damn power. So I'm going to ban them. "But wait!" Duck is totally going to say "I've already USED them! How do we get rid of them?" Well, in response to that question, "Talk to the hammer".

Actually okay characters.

There's a subforum titled "General Interest Checks", which seems to be the place to put yours (Since it spans both subforums). While I doubt people would yell at you for posting in both subforums, it would be more practical and better form to post in General interest Checks.

**Sol** The Terran fleet stood silent, no message being sent even between their own ships. After what felt like an eternity for the Terran crews, the blue plasma shields of the fleet suddenly activated, parting for a split second to allow for an all-out barrage of plasma and missile fire. Fighters launched from their carriers, swarming the enemy as their motherships took on the role of frontline battleships with ease. Planetary defense platforms opened fire as well, their long-range shots piercing deep into the Iscandarian fleet. The Terran military fleet had a total of a thousand and ten ships, the extra ten being the dreadnoughts. All of them were Normady-Class vessels, though the landing craft and tanks that would normally be kept on the rotating platforms were replaced with small craft, which formed up with the rest of the fighters to swarm the enemy. Civilian vessels also joined in, opening fire with light railguns and converted mining lasers. Missiles were also fired from a few civilian ships, joining the giant barrage towards the Iscandarians. On the ground of every inhabited planet, civilians and soldiers alike picked up weapons and set up ground-to-space railguns and missile batteries. If the Iscandarians were interested in finding the theory of everything, they would have to get through every last Terran in the Federation. Every last human was united in their resistance, refusing to let the Iscandarians gain the most safely guarded secret the Terrans held. The lead starship was a custom model similar to the Normandy, but armed with different weapons. In place of the usual plasma turrets, this ship had a mixture of the normal plasma weapons and a new kind of beam weapon. Mounted both spinally and on the turrets, this strange weapon created an incredibly bright blue beam that seemed to just _delete_ anything it hit. In reality, it was a Gluon Disturber: a device which broke apart subatomic particles by disturbing gluons. Unfortunately, it had a side effect that nobody wanted to talk about, and its use was restricted out of fear of that side effect. That ship broadcast a message to the Iscandarian fleet, as it fired off a barrage of antimatter missiles in tandem with every other Terran ship. "This is Kai Vivian of the United Terran Federation. On this day, we formally declare war on the Eternal Empire. We will sooner go extinct than allow you to destroy this reality and create your own. Let it be known to all Iscandarians that we will not rest until the last of you takes their final breath!" **Icarus** "Is there any specific way we should address your delegation? I wouldn't want to offend them." ((Oh God don't kill me please I know that was short and terrible please no my plots are too unfinished for me to die.))

[Sabaton - Unbreakable](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-QoajxbbgFc) It's Power Metal.

> I didn't read your app. What're the specialties and abilities of the Abh? Well, they can link up to computers naturally. They also have the insane willpower of the humans, and certain individuals are magic sensitive, though that sensitivity manifests oddly in the Abh and normal humans. These magic sensitive individuals cannot use magical powers like telekinesis, and cannot cast traditional spells. However, it tends to give them certain personality traits, like individuality, determination, and things of that nature. Passive abilities are also granted, extreme pain tolerance being the only one I've ever shown IC (The character being Praskoviya Lovisa). Often, these abilities are not always there, instead being "activated" through some event. For Praskoviya, it was when she saved the Federal soldiers in Sibera. There will be an Abh character with this magic sensitivity, and given the events that have recently taken place, you can probably guess who it is.

**Kamasabaku Desert, Imperial Proving Grounds** A blue beam shot out into the desert towards a block of metal, glowing as bright as the sun itself. It impacted the block, instantly punching a small circular hole straight through it. A group of observers standing behind a blast shield looked on in awe, some of then started to take off his protective goggles, but a woman wearing a lab coat stopped him. "We are not done yet, Admiral." She said, tapping a button on her small personal tablet. "If you thought punching a hole through a solid block of steel was impressive, watch this." The beam activated again, this time widening to engulf the entire block. The light was so bright that it blinded the observers despite their goggles. When their vision returned, they couldn't see anything left where the block of metal was. Their mouths dropped open in shock, and the same man from earlier turned to look at the woman. "How is that possible?" The woman turned to the man, cracking a smile. "It tears apart the bonds between quarks, destabilizing matter in the process. This prototype you just saw was one similar to what would be deployed on one of our main battle tanks. I am requesting your permission to send them into mass production." "Of course, Countess Lasis! I'll give your team extra resources as well, I expect great things from you!" Said the man, reaching his hand out. Countess Lasis returned the gesture, a quite buzz being let out as her exoskeleton moved her arm for her. She had been born with a genetic disorder that caused her body's muscles to be extremely underdeveloped, though she didn't look like it. The disorder only affected muscle density, muscle size remained the same. Interestingly, the disorder also caused her skin to be a light brown. The common theory on the disorder was that it was a mutation to adapt to the weightless and irradiated environment of space (Abh evolutionary theory states that mutations occur in response to the environment, not randomly). "Oh, believe me Admiral, I will go beyond those expectations." **Imperial Warship Tomerarenai-fū, Captain's Quarters** The Countess' dark blue hair floated in the microgravity environment, flowing well over half a meter behind her. Unlike most Abh in the Spaceborne Navy, she hadn't cut her hair to a manageable size when she entered. It was an odd choice, especially for someone with such a major disability. Her head was already heavy enough on her neck, and the hair didn't help. Still, she chose to wear specially designed supports instead of cutting her hair. She had always refused to change herself to accommodate for the disorder, instead acting like it wasn't even there. As a child, she had spent most of her time in a hoverchair. Even after she got her exoskeleton at age six, she ended up breaking her bones quite frequently from taking off the exoskeleton. She reached down to a button on her belt, pressing it. Her exoskeleton came apart with a click, slowly drifting away from her in dozens of pieces. She sighed happily, moving her body on her own for the first time in weeks. The exoskeleton was uncomfortable, and often felt like it was pressing into her skin. It felt wonderful to finally have it off. Swinging herself into the bathroom in her quarters (Teikkupuraim-Class vessels are even more extravagant than smaller ships, even normal crew quarters have full bathrooms), she bumped into the wall lightly. The very fact that nobody else was there to ask if she was alright made her smile. She might be disabled, but her bones were more than strong enough to handle a little bump. In fact, she could be fine even if she was punched. Even so, people acted like the slightest touch would kill her. A small bubble of water formed in the air as she squeezed the liquid out of a small pouch. She snatched a relatively large bottle of pills off of the velcro on the walls of her cabinet, and took one out. She gently threw it up towards the bubble of water, which absorbed it and kept it within itself. Placing her feet on the wall, she pushed off towards the bubble. Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she swallowed the bubble and pill all at once, slowly continuing forward towards the other end of her room. The pill was a neural blocker, designed to prevent her from feeling all of the artificial muscles that kept her organs functioning. _Taking pills like that never gets old._ She thought, stretching her arms out to stop her "fall" towards the opposing wall. She swung herself towards the ceiling using a handhold, "jumping" off of it and returning back to the bathroom. She began to undress, taking off her labcoat and unzipping her military uniform. Surprisingly modest underwear was underneath the two layers, baring her midriff, lower thighs down, and little more. The garments were stark white, with the symbol of the Spaceborne Navy prominently displayed. The upper part would slide off easily, but the lower part was notoriously nicknamed "The Labyrinth of the Stars", referencing a myth of the same name and the famous complexity of the process of removing it. A purely practical design, of course. It's hard to put a bunch of people of both sexes-many of whom are homosexual, bisexual, etc.-into a spacecraft which could spend years away from port and have everything work out just fine. Thus, the uniform designers had created an infuriatingly complex undergarment that was so hard to remove that sexual assault was unheard of in the Spaceborne Navy simply because everyone knew it was impossible to get away with. Suddenly, a sound pierced her ears. A bright light shone on the wall before her, her shadow clearly shown. Turning around in surprise, she gasped at the sight of an odd being. Its body was similar to that of an Abh woman, but the torso was oddly small, and they had swept-back ears (a rarity among the Abh). Their skin was a light purple, something no Abh had ever seen before. The largest oddity, of course, were the wings. They were like those of a butterfly, an insect referenced only in the texts found in the Sūkaiisutshō. Frightened, she reached for the nearest weapon. In this case, it was an iron katana that her family had kept as an heirloom for over a thousand years, she always carried it with her. She held it with both hands, knees bent, right foot in front, and her left foot rotated sixty degrees to the left in classical Abh dueling style. The stance held no practical use in microgravity, but it was considered the honorable way to face an opponent, and honor was more important than practicality. "I am Countess Lasis of the Eight World's Empire!" She said, hoping that the alien had some kind of translator device. "Are you from that cursed fifth planet? Are you the face of the demons that we fight? Answer me!" **Bridge of the Baguyoka, Outpost 12** A response was sent as the ship moved in to dock with the large Abh vessel, presumably a battleship. "Agreed, if you would, please come up alongside our largest vessel. We can connect to your ship using an automatic docking adapter, and I have to be on that ship anyways. A commander must always be their to celebrate with her crew, if only for a few moments. I can promise you that it shall take no time at all."

Yeah. There was a plan to get rid of the Iscandarians, though it isn't the anticlimactic retcon you'd expect from Duck changing his species. There was going to be a war, and eventually it would end with the Iscandarians losing. Duck wanted Fergus to Deus ex Machina the Iscandarians away after a single battle, but I was never going to have that happen. The thing is, I don't actually understand why duck wants to change species. Even the species he was originally going to use was the exact same as the Iscandarians and Ponies. I've also thrown away that plan. I don't exist to cater to Duck's whims, I'm here to roleplay. Roleplaying means I follow and develop my characters. The humans will inevitably declare war. I give Duck full permission to attack Sol with his system destroying warp drive thing. If I somehow save it, then it will serve the purpose of advancing the character of humanity as a whole. Beyond this, I have only plans on what to do if certain things happen.

> > And who was saying that someone or the other was being too original by using a sheet that's been used before? > > When I said that, what I meant was that you should not use the same sheet for two different RPs at the same time. I think it is perfectly acceptable to re-use sheets and or ideas. > > And plus as a bonus they will have actual problems this time around, involving a race that they conquered cause they did slavery and now they want their freedom. They coat the streets with blood on a daily basis! Told you Wilson wasn't your bestie.