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So, a bit about me then:
First and foremost, I love to try and create imaginative and creative scenarios, that (I hope) push the very limits of reason and conventional thought. When I RP (mostly in NRPs) I aim to play powerful and big, things that are on the very edge of OP (I usually give my faction a ridiculous disadvantage though, to keep it fair). In other RPs, I tend towards Science Fiction and Modern Fantasy, playing side characters with some interesting quirks to them. I am also keen on trying some Arena RPing, when I get better at writing.
Other things about me are that I work as a Mental Health Nurse (who would've guessed), and enjoy gaming and drawing as well. I also play trumpet on the side. I have a rough schedule, so I disappear for a couple of days sometimes. But never assume I am dropping out, I will tell you if I am thinking of it (unless it's really serious).
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My life has been pretty crazy too, in and out of hospital and shit. It's perfectly fine :P
Yes, I know where most of us are, and what we are doing. So feel free to post if you so desire peeps. Gonna have a plot filler soon too :P
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State of Disarray (A Anthro optional State of Decay RP)
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
I'm thinking an insane priest character who thinks this is the purging of the wicked by God. Not sure if he will be anthro or not though :S
Well, I definitely can't do it XD
The Mage said
I think the person with heavy gunner should be the interception unit. they're going to be needed to make sure they don't get away!
Agreed. I think a gaitling gun is too heavy to allow the user to swing nimbly on a rope XD It does, however, make mincemeat of cars. Which I'm looking forward too :P
I wanna say assault, but I think I'd do better in clean up :P
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State of Disarray (A Anthro optional State of Decay RP)
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Sure, why not, if you'll have me ^^
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GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Kradis nodded respectfully at Asher and shook her hand firmly, and the two proceeded to discuss their own various tactics and experiences. Despite the air of mutual respect, Kradis kept most of his Northern past hidden, only stating that he defected early on in his career. After the brief discussion, they were ordered to suit up and prepare for a training exercise. Kradis calmly walked into his bunk, and began to fit his harness methodically and precisely. After being suit up, he lowered hismelf onto one knee, and bowed his head, muttering a short 'prayer' of sorts:
"Today, may the essences of those before me guide me to safety. If I should pass today, I happily accept my fate, and will gracefully continue through the cycle of life and death ever-present of Arvara." Kradis hung his head lower for a second, before rising to his feet and, slipping a tab of Overdrive, proceeded to join the others, acknowledging their arrival with a nod or hand wave to the Colonel, and to those he had met already as they arrived.
"Today, may the essences of those before me guide me to safety. If I should pass today, I happily accept my fate, and will gracefully continue through the cycle of life and death ever-present of Arvara." Kradis hung his head lower for a second, before rising to his feet and, slipping a tab of Overdrive, proceeded to join the others, acknowledging their arrival with a nod or hand wave to the Colonel, and to those he had met already as they arrived.
Name:Gardosii Clanless
Alias:”Wanderer”
Gender:Male
Species:Hissho
Appearance:
Height: 8'4''
Weight: 322 lbs
Age: 45
Role: Heavy Weapons
Equipment:
Ceremonial Blade of Karstolin: A bladed weapon almost four feet long and weighing 40 pounds, it was one of 40 commemorative pieces smithed by the various clans of the continent of Karstolin, on the Hissho homeworld. It was a gift to the battlemasters for uniting under one banner during times of stress, and Gardosii recevied one as well as others.
-8mm Cartage shoulder mounted gaitling gun,
-Heavy Hissho plated metal armor
-Shield gauntlet
Bio:
Born into the wealthy and prosperous clan of Polignu on Huygen, Gardosii never the less had a rough time growing up. At the age of 17, he dishonoured his father and was forced to fight him to the death in a trial by combat. Miraculously, he managed to survive, disembowling his father, who was also the clan Battlemaster. As such, the right of inheritance decreed him battlemaster, right hand to the Clan Lord and leader of their forces.
He was educated on battle tactics and the many traditions and honours that come with the title of Battlemaster, and soon was leading a fleet through the galaxy. By the age of thirty, Gardosii had led a few successful campaigns, conquering three worlds and was next in line to the title of clan lord. However, he was framed for the murder of the still living clan lord's wife, and was publicly humiliated and tortured, stripped of rank and cast out as a clanless, devoid of honor and lacking the right to call himself a Hissho.
After wandering for many years, and lacking any meaningful direction, Gardosii found himself signing up for the Crimson Legion. He found that the work was not nearly as honorable, but it paid and helped him recover from his injuries. Eventually, he climbed through the various ranks and became a well known member of the Legion, feared for the ferocity and destructive power of his combat strategies.
Alias:”Wanderer”
Gender:Male
Species:Hissho
Appearance:
Height: 8'4''
Weight: 322 lbs
Age: 45
Role: Heavy Weapons
Equipment:
Ceremonial Blade of Karstolin: A bladed weapon almost four feet long and weighing 40 pounds, it was one of 40 commemorative pieces smithed by the various clans of the continent of Karstolin, on the Hissho homeworld. It was a gift to the battlemasters for uniting under one banner during times of stress, and Gardosii recevied one as well as others.
-8mm Cartage shoulder mounted gaitling gun,
-Heavy Hissho plated metal armor
-Shield gauntlet
Bio:
Born into the wealthy and prosperous clan of Polignu on Huygen, Gardosii never the less had a rough time growing up. At the age of 17, he dishonoured his father and was forced to fight him to the death in a trial by combat. Miraculously, he managed to survive, disembowling his father, who was also the clan Battlemaster. As such, the right of inheritance decreed him battlemaster, right hand to the Clan Lord and leader of their forces.
He was educated on battle tactics and the many traditions and honours that come with the title of Battlemaster, and soon was leading a fleet through the galaxy. By the age of thirty, Gardosii had led a few successful campaigns, conquering three worlds and was next in line to the title of clan lord. However, he was framed for the murder of the still living clan lord's wife, and was publicly humiliated and tortured, stripped of rank and cast out as a clanless, devoid of honor and lacking the right to call himself a Hissho.
After wandering for many years, and lacking any meaningful direction, Gardosii found himself signing up for the Crimson Legion. He found that the work was not nearly as honorable, but it paid and helped him recover from his injuries. Eventually, he climbed through the various ranks and became a well known member of the Legion, feared for the ferocity and destructive power of his combat strategies.
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GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
With an amused huff, and still looking at the rookie, nodded in silent agreement. Guess there's still a chance for you yet, as it's usually the 'hot shots' who run out and get blown to bits in the first deployment. Kradis quickly inspected the others, making sure to keep subtly analyzing the colonel. An entire units success depends on it's leaders. No matter how good your soldiers are, they're as useless as young children without proper guidance, and the old fox was potentially up for a challenge. Kradis had heard a lot about him, and had read his file extensively before his deployment with the Roughriders. And now, here he was, in person.
Being thoroughly invested in his military life, Kradis was perplexed at the colonel's unusual way of conducting himself among subordinates. It was custom in Imperial briefings to demand respect, and instill fear with your unit. That way, they dread failing a mission and angering their superiors, sometimes more so than death. Landren drills were cake walks compared to Northern.ones. and Imperial commanders certainly don't ask their men for advice or if they have questions. The commander seemed to treat his men almost as... Friends. Both the tiger and the wolf girl named Ashers were seemingly unfazed by this, voicing suggestions and concerns as if they were equals to Blade. Suddenly, flushed with embarrassment at this display of weakness by himself, Kradis left the group as soon as they were dismissed.
He sat down in the main area on a chair, flicking through his PADD and reviewing standard regulations, to see if he'd missed something on proper conduct around officers. It wasn't long after, at least to Kradis, that he noticed the discussions between the bat girl, Ashers and the tiger from before. He watched their conversation, and heard the Ashers girl mention 'ghost stories'. He chuckled, and put down his PADD and left his seat. In a loud voice directed at them, he warned them. "These operations are not games, and you shouldn't be so eager to meet this foe, wolf girl. Such an enemy that is able to do this will surely test the lengths of your will, as well as the rest of us. I am not confident I can survive such an encounter, so what makes you think you will?"
Being thoroughly invested in his military life, Kradis was perplexed at the colonel's unusual way of conducting himself among subordinates. It was custom in Imperial briefings to demand respect, and instill fear with your unit. That way, they dread failing a mission and angering their superiors, sometimes more so than death. Landren drills were cake walks compared to Northern.ones. and Imperial commanders certainly don't ask their men for advice or if they have questions. The commander seemed to treat his men almost as... Friends. Both the tiger and the wolf girl named Ashers were seemingly unfazed by this, voicing suggestions and concerns as if they were equals to Blade. Suddenly, flushed with embarrassment at this display of weakness by himself, Kradis left the group as soon as they were dismissed.
He sat down in the main area on a chair, flicking through his PADD and reviewing standard regulations, to see if he'd missed something on proper conduct around officers. It wasn't long after, at least to Kradis, that he noticed the discussions between the bat girl, Ashers and the tiger from before. He watched their conversation, and heard the Ashers girl mention 'ghost stories'. He chuckled, and put down his PADD and left his seat. In a loud voice directed at them, he warned them. "These operations are not games, and you shouldn't be so eager to meet this foe, wolf girl. Such an enemy that is able to do this will surely test the lengths of your will, as well as the rest of us. I am not confident I can survive such an encounter, so what makes you think you will?"
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