Avatar of Krash
  • Last Seen: 3 yrs ago
  • Joined: 4 yrs ago
  • Posts: 96 (0.06 / day)
  • VMs: 0
  • Username history
    1. Krash 4 yrs ago
  • Latest 10 profile visitors:

Status

Recent Statuses

4 yrs ago
Current Having the urge to scratch a cyberpunk itch... keep writing bits for a story but idk if I want to run it XD
2 likes

Bio

You can write for 20 years and still have nagging self-doubt. It'll be ok, just enjoy the process. At least that's the story I tell myself.

Most Recent Posts

Gonna stay lazy and just roll Errikos, he's a good character and I need to get over this bullshit I've developed of making characters that just don't socialize XD


9.13.22 added skills section and updated Force section to reflect changes and character development.
@Prisk
That's is pretty assuring and good to hear!

It's just me and I only have the thing about wanting to fit in with the group and previous bad experiences elsewhere that has made me overthink too much for my own good.

I've already started some work on my character.


Send that shit and join the rest of the self-conscious and overthinking group. ;)

And on that note... I'm... not sure about Errikos atm, I know I said that earlier but it'll take me a bit to decide whether A. He's unchanged, B. He's here but altered or C. He gets shelved and replaced.
Understandable, I appreciate the honesty from both of you and look forward to the second take. School is getting ready to start for me and being a teacher typically means lower engagement here but we'll see. I've honestly enjoyed reading the characters and bits created and would like it to continue. On that note I mayyyyyyy want to restructure Errikos a touch, not sure how yet... idk he feels a bit disconnected from the group. My stupid habit of making characters that don't engage well XD.
Oh no, I just goofed and left it there as a placeholder. Thanks for the compliment :) sorry for taking so long lol

DAY 1 《》 LOCATION Group B LZ, apartment building outside Steelwater 《》 Late Morning 《》 [@]

▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇

That's why people hate the UDF.

The thought rattled around in Errikos' mind as his gunship cleared a ridgeline allowing him to see what was the remainder of the city. Towers crumpled and falling in the distance as monstrous explosions sent shockwaves through the air rattling the crew inside. There was little in the way of restraint either as the explosions seemed to hit everywhere. For a moment, his heartrate spiked and he found himself breathing faster as the image before him became intertwined with the memory of the last moments of Belleconna as the massive rock crashed down and the screams of those in the distance at their impending death became overwhelmed by the raw force of the impact. Rigas had to move away from the window to focus his breath. We're doing as much damage as them… no wonder there's a resistance movement. The helo continued to rhythmically shake as the shells fell, and with each impact, the disgust rose in Errikos, if he was strong enough he'd reach out to disable their guns but they were well beyond what he'd been able to accomplish thus far. Still, he had to ignore them as best as he could because he had objectives here.

Comms chatter lit up as the other helo began it's descent with Garuda spearpointing the strike. Using the comms systems, Errikos tapped into his helo and used it as an amplifier for his power to jump to the other helo and tapped into their onboard camera to watch the insertion. Between her and a male with a sword he didn't know well, they were easily cutting through the crowd. That'd draw even more aggro and make his life easier.

"2 minutes!"

The line rattled from the cockpit and Errikos pulled himself back, blinked wide to center himself and went towards the back ramp. He was getting dropped on the roof of an three story apartment building.

"Alright out! Out! Kick some ass!"

The ramp was lowered and he was out the back onto the rooftop. The dust swirled immensely from dirt and debris making Errikos shield his mouth from the storm as the helo pulled off to go support the other group in the hot zone. Once the bird was gone Errikos took a long drawn out look at Steelwater burning in the distance. "Blessed Mother...Was that them or us?" Jets tore through the sky above with much more focused fire rumbling in the valley beyond like thunder and Errikos could feel a small tinge of relief… at least the NavDiv pilots weren't so reckless.


The graying man did one last check of his gear, stowed his PDW, and deployed his drone from the roof. He'd be relatively secure here and could survey his next move in the absence of good intel and provide some support to the others. It was quite a large model that folded in on itself. Made it bulkier but it was much quieter when operating and allowed for a larger battery and uptime. He interfaced with the drone and at once it was soaring up through the air. The entire operation would have dedicated surveillance droned tethered to an AWACS or command post in the area so Errikos didn't bother sending it towards them. His task was further in the city.

With a thought he engaged the microphone, "Group B secure at LZ, commencing operation."



Post Summary

The secondary gunship landed on an apartment building some distance away from Group A and at the outskirts of Steelwater before taking off to provide gun support to Group A. I don't know if anyone else is on the Group B gunship so I didn't write that in. Errikos posted on the roof and deployed a drone to scout the city itself.



L O R E

    I'm sorry for not getting a post up and just lurking. I have a job interview coming up on Thursday that I'm trying to get ready for and there isn't much thinking about other things. I'll be delayed until likely this weekend, maybe sooner, sorry :).
    I'll start off with @Krash: Your writing is absolutely on point...


    Imma be real this made me a little uncomfortable hahaha. Thank you very much for the kind words, I appreciate the recognition tremendously. I've almost always enjoyed writing and, right alongside it, have almost always had nagging self-doubt and imposter syndrome which makes for a nice combination. I do admit that I'm right alongside you with Aeolian; I am quite jealous of how well they manage to maintain their own autonomy within the story. Both following the plot while also both having and pursuing their own goals makes for a much richer story and has always been something I struggled with.
    ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇

    ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
    Errikos "Conductor" Rigas CEC Proper - Meeting Room NA NA
    It was always a bizarre feeling entering a place like this. Having been inside for so long made him naturally long for what he felt was fresh air, nature, things that he primally was drawn to as a human at some base level. Yet ever since the comet cursed him with these gifts, he felt welcomed in a place such as this. Walking down the hallways of the CEC, Errikos could feel the hum and rhythm all around him, like a heart beat, an artificial pulse. If he closed his eyes and really focused, he could… almost… make out an electric map in front of him like a neon road map filled with information. He couldn't make out the info of course, not like some cyber sec goon running packet capture to see what was in the stream but he could follow paths, directions. It could become overwhelming if he stayed in that dream for too long. Still, where birds and a breeze afforded a sense of liveliness outside, the digital chirping that only he seemed privy too gave these complexes their own life that he could toy with. He toyed with the idea of brains too. He'd been able to harness electricity, and what were brainwaves outside of electricity? Could he manipulate those? Could he dive into someone's mind? The potential for that was haunting and almost exciting. The ideas swirling in his own mind reminded him of sci-fi films he'd seen that were laughable fantasies at one time and now something he could potentially do now.

    Errikos entered the meeting room with nonchalance, his clothing wasn't customized, his pants were tucked into his boots and his sleeves were rolled up to about his forearm but they weren't done with the pristine manner of the UDF military proper. There was nothing particularly striking about him save for two metal balls that floated around his left hand that was held just forward of his thigh as if he was holding a cell phone. It looked as though he were still a bit early as there were two, what looked to be women, and one general. Others filtered in and the meeting started. Errikos wasn't really paying attention to the other Aeons just yet. He was trying to focus, almost excessively, on the mission especially since the cast members meant this was far from ordinary.

    Then the argument started. Errikos said nothing, he simply watched with a mild discomfort turned amusement fitting a melodrama. The balls around his hands zipped more aggressively as the tension in the room grew. He recognized Bahamut, it'd be almost impossible not to. He was like a living comic book hero with how the propaganda painted him. Errikos didn't really follow the athlete worship of following other Aeons outside of ones he'd personally worked with but even he knew Bahamut and… consequently, Garuda who was currently exchanging a verbal fight with the general. First day and this? This will be a good story for later… or it could kill me there's that too… best not think like that. He listened intently now, trying to make mental marks so he could jot them down later, he cursed himself for being so lazy about learning about his team. Usually it didn't matter, but with this being an entirely Aeon unit, it made more sense to know the other hot shots he was working with. One or two personalities was enough, he wondered what it would be like if the whole unit was a personality, his eyes drifted towards Featherswallow as that thought touched his mind. He didn't know much about her outside of her position and the drama that the paper's published and, while he wasn't trying to judge her unfairly, he was going to avoid her if possible.

    As the meeting concluded, Errikos zipped away, catching a whiff of a sentence without really knowing its implications. "…are truly fucked. Do y…." It sounded like it came from the general judging by the tone but he couldn't be sure. What was the problem? Was Bahamut that big of a deal or was there something else? The UDF usually played that way, everything seemed like a shell game where everyone is watching the shells spin and move but seemingly only the tops in IntDiv actually knew where the pea was and what the real reason behind everything was. Errikos tried to brush it off as a topic to think about later. In the meantime he made his way towards the armory. He noted some of the others from the meeting doing the same. He grabbed what was needed. He wouldn't be playing in the sand as aggressively as the others so he grabbed a pump action grenade launcher, a compact PDW with a not so compact suppressor, an electrified telescoping baton, a portable drone, and a smattering of tools and tricks he enjoyed using and felt would be worthwhile.

    After a while he had a combat pack and a haversack loaded with goodies and was on his way up to the surface. He wasn't going to go into the fun zone with the others and instead opted for the rooftop landing with a gunship. The pad was abuzz with staff that weren't going with them but were rather supporting them, mostly NavDiv logistics that were topping off the birds with ammo, gas, brakelight fluid, fuzzy dice, whatever… There was already a decent amount of noise so when the Conductor boarded the gunship, he didn't say anything to the door gunner he passed but rather just nodded and gave a thumbs up before grabbing a seat inside. He could already feel the nervous energy spinning up and his right foot bopped up and down on its toes to release some of it.

    Post Summary / Direction
    Errikos entered the room with two metallic ball bearing sized orbs floating around his hands, didn't speak during the meeting went to grab his gear, and is now on one of the gunships that will make a rooftop landing. He found some amusement in the argument, and picked up the tiniest fragment from the conversation between the General and Garuda.
    Everyone keeps changing their pfp and it's throwing me off XD working on a post now. Hopefully up today.
    © 2007-2026
    BBCode Cheatsheet