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rebornfan320Astarael did say in the beginning this would be a slow moving rp. Life does happen and we all know it.
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Will be out of town for the weekend, will be online when I can, will reply when I can. Back on Sunday.
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Will be out of town for the weekend, and won't be online. Replies will come on Sunday later in the day.
6 yrs ago
*Blasts TNBC soundtrack and Spooky Scary Skeletons for the next month*
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Bio
...I'm crazy. Got a doctor's note and everything.
Been role playing for over fifteen years, no stranger to forum rp'ing, as that is the way I learned to roleplay.
I don't bite, so don't be afraid to say hi.
I mostly prefer 1x1's, and am on PST. (Hello from the West Coast of the USA.)
If you are interested in rps, really, don't be afraid to say hi!!
Or if you just wanna talk, I'm usually very open.
For those of you still here, have some Pusheen!
Been role playing for over fifteen years, no stranger to forum rp'ing, as that is the way I learned to roleplay.
I don't bite, so don't be afraid to say hi.
I mostly prefer 1x1's, and am on PST. (Hello from the West Coast of the USA.)
If you are interested in rps, really, don't be afraid to say hi!!
Or if you just wanna talk, I'm usually very open.
For those of you still here, have some Pusheen!
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Forum: Advanced Roleplay
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Forum: Advanced Roleplay
I am alright, thanks for asking. How about you?
I will begin to be a bit busy on weekends coming up shortly. So weeks are good for me! I know @Saltwater Thief said that sometime next week would be good for him, but you'd have to double check with him.
Name: Nickolas Sharapov
Age: 33 (06/22/79)
Appearance:
Nickolas stands at five foot nine, with short brown hair and grey eyes. He has a bit of stubble, and permanent bags under his eyes. He is of slender build, with some signs of being a little malnourished at some point in his life. He does have muscles from his years of hard labor.
Power/ Talent: Nickolas can ‘talk’ to machines and ask favors of them. They usually respond in kind and do those favors. Due to this, he has used his powers in desperation for some rather unorthodox means. However, he prefers not to use his powers unless needed.
Biography: Nickolas was the third son born to his parents, in rural Russia. His parents were farmers, with no means to provide for the young son they had never planned for. So, they gave him up for adoption. However, this resulted in young Nickolas spending quite a few years in the orphanage, since the 80’s were not good times in Mother Russia.
Nickolas eventually ran away from the orphanage at age twelve. He lived on the streets, begging for money and food. Eventually he was found by the police and tossed back in the orphanage where he stayed till he was sixteen and aged out of the orphanage system. The Russia he aged out to was different than the one he was raised in. In the last five years, a lot had changed. The Soviet Union was no more, and Russia was changed.
He bounced around from job to job, doing a lot of hard labor with machines throughout most of his adult life. He never seemed to really settle anywhere, partly due to never feeling like he belonged anywhere. However, he always stayed in his home country, up until a point.
Things changed for Nickolas when he ‘awoke’ to his powers along with most of the rest of the psychics. He found he could talk to the machines he was working on, and get them to help him with his work. However, he was chased out of that job once it was found out he was ‘talking’ to the machines. Psychic’s tended to be feared in the early days, and this caused Nickolas no end of trouble.
He eventually decided to leave his home country, moving to the United States, where he hoped to find some sort of permanent work. So far, nothing. He does hope to find something soon.
Hobbies: Nickolas does not have much in the way of hobbies. He does enjoy having just pleasant conversations with machines. One ‘hobby’ he has is running, but for reasons.
Personality: Nickolas tends to be rather shy and quiet. He is use to blending into crowds easily. He is a bit flighty and twitchy. All he really wants is one place to really call home.
Role in Sector X: N/A [Will be most likely in the Technopath department when he joins.]
Additional Info: Speaks very broken English. Keeps all his belongings in one bag.
Age: 33 (06/22/79)
Appearance:
Nickolas stands at five foot nine, with short brown hair and grey eyes. He has a bit of stubble, and permanent bags under his eyes. He is of slender build, with some signs of being a little malnourished at some point in his life. He does have muscles from his years of hard labor.
Power/ Talent: Nickolas can ‘talk’ to machines and ask favors of them. They usually respond in kind and do those favors. Due to this, he has used his powers in desperation for some rather unorthodox means. However, he prefers not to use his powers unless needed.
Biography: Nickolas was the third son born to his parents, in rural Russia. His parents were farmers, with no means to provide for the young son they had never planned for. So, they gave him up for adoption. However, this resulted in young Nickolas spending quite a few years in the orphanage, since the 80’s were not good times in Mother Russia.
Nickolas eventually ran away from the orphanage at age twelve. He lived on the streets, begging for money and food. Eventually he was found by the police and tossed back in the orphanage where he stayed till he was sixteen and aged out of the orphanage system. The Russia he aged out to was different than the one he was raised in. In the last five years, a lot had changed. The Soviet Union was no more, and Russia was changed.
He bounced around from job to job, doing a lot of hard labor with machines throughout most of his adult life. He never seemed to really settle anywhere, partly due to never feeling like he belonged anywhere. However, he always stayed in his home country, up until a point.
Things changed for Nickolas when he ‘awoke’ to his powers along with most of the rest of the psychics. He found he could talk to the machines he was working on, and get them to help him with his work. However, he was chased out of that job once it was found out he was ‘talking’ to the machines. Psychic’s tended to be feared in the early days, and this caused Nickolas no end of trouble.
He eventually decided to leave his home country, moving to the United States, where he hoped to find some sort of permanent work. So far, nothing. He does hope to find something soon.
Hobbies: Nickolas does not have much in the way of hobbies. He does enjoy having just pleasant conversations with machines. One ‘hobby’ he has is running, but for reasons.
Personality: Nickolas tends to be rather shy and quiet. He is use to blending into crowds easily. He is a bit flighty and twitchy. All he really wants is one place to really call home.
Role in Sector X: N/A [Will be most likely in the Technopath department when he joins.]
Additional Info: Speaks very broken English. Keeps all his belongings in one bag.
Autumn Page
Director’s Office
Monday Afternoon
Director’s Office
Monday Afternoon
The whole day had just gone wrong for Autumn. The mission had gone disastrously and all the blame was pretty much on her. Heck, even she was blaming herself. She had underestimated their opponents, and had sent away her back up, and for that, an innocent man was now dead.
She did make mental note to thank Brandon alone later. He had stuck his neck out a bit for her, even if it had not worked. Perhaps she shouldn’t be so hostile towards him. Who knew his reasons why he did what he did? Maybe he wasn’t like her father…
Her thoughts were interrupted by the Director clearing her throat. “Miss Page. I am aware that after the mission you were sent on today, you should be due for some personal time. However, something came up. I need you to take over the mission to South Carolina. The agent who I was planning on sending on it had a personal issue come up that he needed to address.”
Autumn looked at the Director in disbelief. Another mission? So soon? ”Ma’am… I can’t…”
“We have confirmed that she is not a target of Shadow, unlike Miss Felds. This should be a simple missions. If I could send anyone else, I would. However you are the best operative I have to send at the moment. Your talents are the best suited towards a peaceful recruitment like this.”
”But Director…”
“No buts. This is your way to make up for the previous mission Miss Page. I know you were not fully anticipating what happened, but I need you right now. Are you with me?” The Director locked her one good eye with Autumn’s.
”Yes Ma’am. You said South Carolina right? I’m guessing I’ll be taking a night flight?” Autumn saw no point in fighting at the moment. If she was needed for this mission, she would take it, trauma aside.
“Once you do get back, I will arrange for Miss Lequal to have a few sessions with you.” Autumn let out a small sigh of relief. Meghan was a good person, and having a few sessions with her would be good.
”Thank you Director. I will get ready to head out soon.” Autumn stood up and turned to leave the office.
“Miss Page?” Autumn turned back to look at the director. “I am sorry you had to witness what you did. You will not face any negative repercussions. You did all you could.”
”Thank you Director.” Autumn left, letting out a long, loud sigh as she headed back up the stairs to her office. She picked up her mission ready bag and got ready to leave, ready for her next mission. ”Off to South Carolina I go.”
You are more than welcome. ^^
I am current available, but @Siaya Dragalorn, we were thinking of adding in @Twhirtley's characters into our collab if that is okay with you?
I will also be available most of the week. Woo no job = no life.... You can usually find me in the Sector X Chatzy if I am on.
I will also be available most of the week. Woo no job = no life.... You can usually find me in the Sector X Chatzy if I am on.
Jinxy
Engine Room to Dining Hall
Engine Room to Dining Hall
Jinxy heard Amir's voice over the intercom and sighed, looking around at the carnage that was now the engine room. Sure, she was going to fix it eventually, but she had to start somewhere. And given her current emotional state, it was easier to destroy than fix.
She had spent most of the time before dinner was served wreaking up the engine room. Sure, it put them in a bad position if they needed to leave but honestly, the way the engine was before, they weren't exiting Atmo with the engine the way it was. Jinxy had also pulled the parts Amir and Angel had managed to procure into the engine room, hoping to start fixing them tomorrow.
But, did she want to fix them? Did she want to stay here. The memory of Amir's words were like slaps to her face. Something he paid for. That was the last thing she had wanted to hear from him. That's all she was. She couldn't do it, not again. Not feel like property. It made her sick. Sure, no one knew her history, and she had come dangerously close. She had even shown Amir the mark on her stomach.
Her hand absently traced over the scar as she thought about it. It had been a long time since she had felt a pang of pain from the scar mark. Fifteen years... She shook her head and set down her wrench and dried her eyes. Dinner was not going to be a time for reminiscing and crying. She wasn't ready to face Amir and Trish yet, but her stomach was demanding food.
Jinxy headed to the dining room alone and silently sat in one of the chairs, and looked at what was offered as 'dinner' tonight. It looked half-way decent. It wasn't prison food, but, it was still not what one would call food. It was better than the night before's offering, but it was still not appetizing. Not with Trish and Amir at the table with them. However, she decided to break the silence first.
"So until further notice, we're going to be grounded for a bit. I had to start taking apart the engines to see what I could salvage before remaking them. And we're still missing some of the parts I really need, so until we get them, we're gonna be stuck here. But I figured that was the plan anyways, since this junker wasn't going to last getting out of Atmo of this planet. We had enough for a one way trip, but she didn't have too much more to offer after that. But since I did have to take the engines apart, I am making the engine room off-limits for everyone's own good. There are parts and things everywhere. It will be a mess till I start putting everything back together." She didn't look up from her food as she spoke, but waited to hear the complaints file in. She had effectively grounded them all together on the ship.
Alrighty. Thanks for the heads up!
HEY GUYS!
So, as we start shifting days in the RP, (Since I am sure we will be moving on to Tuesday soon, seeing as Monday is mostly wrapped up due to travel, finding people, ect,) I am gonna start politely requesting that you Time stamp your posts.
Nothing too fancy, just like Day and what time of day. Example:
Autumn
Tuesday Morning
Just so as we move forward it doesn't get too confusing as to what events happened when. Heck, we can even date them, since I did say that the date in the RP is August 6, 2012.
I would appreciate this a lot. Thanks guys!
So, as we start shifting days in the RP, (Since I am sure we will be moving on to Tuesday soon, seeing as Monday is mostly wrapped up due to travel, finding people, ect,) I am gonna start politely requesting that you Time stamp your posts.
Nothing too fancy, just like Day and what time of day. Example:
Autumn
Tuesday Morning
Just so as we move forward it doesn't get too confusing as to what events happened when. Heck, we can even date them, since I did say that the date in the RP is August 6, 2012.
I would appreciate this a lot. Thanks guys!
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