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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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Hah, my bad. I'll fix it now ^^
With the meeting concluded, Nafi found herself at a loss for what to do. Wrenchie had given her the ok to assist with his modifications of the ship, so she wasted no time in preparing for what she assumed would be some strip work on the ship' outer hull. if that was the case, she'd need to add her exo-suit modules to her Harness to allow for survivability outside of the ship in the cold, dark void of space, Making her way briskly to the armory to suit up, she passed another young girl and Thomas in the hall ways, nodding briefly to them both and noticing the girl had dropped her books. "First mission nerves, huh? Don't let it get you down, you'll be up there with the rest of them soon enough." was all Nafi said to the girl, as she passed them and entered the armory.
There, Darius and the lizard man were in discussion, but she paid no heed to them, and moved to her locker. Opening it, Nafi found her exo mask and Harness attachements, some weapon and cybernetic spare parts, a family picture and other knick knacks that she had collected on her travels throughout this vast galaxy, things that held some special significance to her. It didn't take her long to fit all her needed gear, and before long, was suited up and ready to go. After some more time walking (Or rather, thunking with each step due to the weight of her mag boots), she waited at the airlock for the others who were on modification duty, and Nafi spoke impatiently over the comm channel to the main communication room. "Hey, whoever's in charge of comms on the ship, could you let the others modifying the ship know that I'm ready to go?"
There, Darius and the lizard man were in discussion, but she paid no heed to them, and moved to her locker. Opening it, Nafi found her exo mask and Harness attachements, some weapon and cybernetic spare parts, a family picture and other knick knacks that she had collected on her travels throughout this vast galaxy, things that held some special significance to her. It didn't take her long to fit all her needed gear, and before long, was suited up and ready to go. After some more time walking (Or rather, thunking with each step due to the weight of her mag boots), she waited at the airlock for the others who were on modification duty, and Nafi spoke impatiently over the comm channel to the main communication room. "Hey, whoever's in charge of comms on the ship, could you let the others modifying the ship know that I'm ready to go?"
After continuing to drive for some time, Mac came into Specncer's Mill, and looked around for others. At first, he seemed to be the only one. Perhaps his duty had been fulfilled? Them, a faint light... From the church! With gusto, the father accelerated, not paying heed to the road in front of him. Looking back down, he saw in his headlights a smashed wreck of a garbage truck, and tried to steer around it suddenly. He clipped it's back end with his own vehicle, and was sent into a spin, before the car flipped over and skidded along it's roof, crashing violently into a lamp post and toppling it. Unconscious, Mac hung upside in the vehicle, blood dripping from his forehead.
When he came to, everything was quiet, and a walker shambled pass the pick up, it's feet the only thing in view, shuffling along the ground as it moved passed, moaning and growling. Waiting for it to pass out of ear shot, the priest undid the seat belt, and slammed his head into the roof, falling to his side. Pain shot up his leg, unbearable pain, as he tried to escape the vehicle. After some crawling along his stomach, he was out, and stood up as best as he could. Limping painfully, he went to the back tray of the truck and found his belongings were amazingly still intact, mostly. With the backpack fitted, he went back to the front, tied and fitted as much of the extra gear as he could, and. propping himself against the fence for support, made his way towards the church.
The building was a familiar one, The Ascension Church, and making his way to the front heavy doors, banged his fist as quietly as he could against it, hoping to be heard. "Hello? Anyone in there? This is Father Mac, of the Clergy. I come seeking sanctuary, will someone heed my call?"
When he came to, everything was quiet, and a walker shambled pass the pick up, it's feet the only thing in view, shuffling along the ground as it moved passed, moaning and growling. Waiting for it to pass out of ear shot, the priest undid the seat belt, and slammed his head into the roof, falling to his side. Pain shot up his leg, unbearable pain, as he tried to escape the vehicle. After some crawling along his stomach, he was out, and stood up as best as he could. Limping painfully, he went to the back tray of the truck and found his belongings were amazingly still intact, mostly. With the backpack fitted, he went back to the front, tied and fitted as much of the extra gear as he could, and. propping himself against the fence for support, made his way towards the church.
The building was a familiar one, The Ascension Church, and making his way to the front heavy doors, banged his fist as quietly as he could against it, hoping to be heard. "Hello? Anyone in there? This is Father Mac, of the Clergy. I come seeking sanctuary, will someone heed my call?"
Nafi faced the captain, looking intently at the screen, before having her attention drawn to a voice from the door. Turning to look in his direction, she instantly recognised him as the ship's pilot Ace. She smiled, and nodded. "Nafimu Pontya, Citizen's I.D. 463-882-C if you want to be specific." Leaning forward, Nafi spoke again "But you can call me Nafi." As she shared this, others entered the room, a variety of races from every corner of the galaxy. Of note to her, was the lizard man, who had called her a 'Newbie', and the giant metal suit man, who had the slightest bizarre odor she couldn't quite put her finger on. Then some others who appeared human at least, and the doctor who shone with what appeared to be a thousand different colors. That appears to be everyone- wait, there;s another spiky alien, in the corner, looking really stern and mean. Such an assortment of different species, she would have a lot to read up on tonight.
Once everyone arrived, the briefing was underway, and the planet was revealed to be an ice world, and that Jason recommended her to stay on board for it. Dammit, Nafi thought to herself. Their first mission, and she isn't even allowed to go! Though when it was revealed that the surface temperature averages minus 50 on a good day, Nafi realized that if she went down, she'd be dead in minutes, due to the conductive properties of her body. It didn't faze her too much anyway, what use would an assassin on a survey mission be anyway? Perhaps she could occupy her time getting to know the others staying on board instead, or train in the ship's gym.
At the conclusion of the briefing, Nafi leaned back in her chair, and stretched her arms above her head, clicking with a metallic sound, and smirked before speaking "No questions here captain. You'd be right, without any thermal insulators in my Harness, I'd be only good as a tent strut or some other, immobile, very dead object. So, I'll stay here and let you guys have all the fun." Looking over at the giant metal suit man, whom the captain had called 'Wrenchie', she spoke to him as well. "If you need a hand with some of the more minor repair and maintenance routines with the ship, I'd be happy to help. I know some basic mechanical repair procedures and the such." Standing up, Nafi nodded to the others. "Otherwise, I'll be in the training facility. Good luck to the rest of you going down there, and be careful. A planet, with that hostile of an environment... If you find any life down there, I doubt it'll be friendly."
Once everyone arrived, the briefing was underway, and the planet was revealed to be an ice world, and that Jason recommended her to stay on board for it. Dammit, Nafi thought to herself. Their first mission, and she isn't even allowed to go! Though when it was revealed that the surface temperature averages minus 50 on a good day, Nafi realized that if she went down, she'd be dead in minutes, due to the conductive properties of her body. It didn't faze her too much anyway, what use would an assassin on a survey mission be anyway? Perhaps she could occupy her time getting to know the others staying on board instead, or train in the ship's gym.
At the conclusion of the briefing, Nafi leaned back in her chair, and stretched her arms above her head, clicking with a metallic sound, and smirked before speaking "No questions here captain. You'd be right, without any thermal insulators in my Harness, I'd be only good as a tent strut or some other, immobile, very dead object. So, I'll stay here and let you guys have all the fun." Looking over at the giant metal suit man, whom the captain had called 'Wrenchie', she spoke to him as well. "If you need a hand with some of the more minor repair and maintenance routines with the ship, I'd be happy to help. I know some basic mechanical repair procedures and the such." Standing up, Nafi nodded to the others. "Otherwise, I'll be in the training facility. Good luck to the rest of you going down there, and be careful. A planet, with that hostile of an environment... If you find any life down there, I doubt it'll be friendly."
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As Kradis came to a halt with the rest of the Roughriders, Silver broadcasted that two other members of the group, who had previously not joined them in the exercise, would be playing the side of the bandits today. To top it off, their location was so far, unknown. With a sigh, the Jackal weighed up his options. With only two Javelins left, he would have to join the main battle team in assaulting the bulk of the hostile force at close range, something his GEAR was not specialized in. At least he had a fully loaded carbine to help harass the enemy. Also, the hostages were the primary objective, so they could high tail out of there when need be.
Once the colonel had formulated their 'plan', Kradis moved into formation with the rest of the group, again taking a position behind the others and unfolding his GEAR's stabilizers. His hand hovered over the launch button, waiting for targets to be lighted up by any LAS-DES signatures from the recon team. Kradis parted his mouth and ran his tongue across his canine tooth in anticipation, ready for the order to storm the base.
Once the colonel had formulated their 'plan', Kradis moved into formation with the rest of the group, again taking a position behind the others and unfolding his GEAR's stabilizers. His hand hovered over the launch button, waiting for targets to be lighted up by any LAS-DES signatures from the recon team. Kradis parted his mouth and ran his tongue across his canine tooth in anticipation, ready for the order to storm the base.
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So, sorry for my absence again. I'll write something up now :P
Zeratul2k said
I'm going to be away tomorrow morning playing airsoft, so I won't be able to post until the afternoon. Wish me luck! :p
Good luck ^^
Watche the older ones when I was younger, pretty awesome :3
Post is up. First RPer to post, woo ^^
Sitting at her desk in her quarters, Nafi checked her holo terminal for the eleventh time that day. In particular, she was again re-reading her post in the classifieds section.: "Hello, this is Nafimu Pontya. I'm looking for my older sister Kwisa Pontya, Citizen's I.D. 864-353-I..." The post went on to describe when they were separated, what she looked like, and other important information, in the hope that either Kwisa herself, or someone who knew or had seen her, would read it. There were three replies so far. But nothing useful. Give it time, Nafi thought to herself. This is going to take a while.
With arms stretched over her head, the young girl yawned, and got up, moving to her mattress. She grabbed a small cleaning kit off the bedside table, and sat on the bed, cross legged and looking up at the ceiling. Then, stretching out one of her legs, she lifted her knee, and removed a small panel on it's side, revealing wires and prosthetic muscles, which had a slight layer of a greasy, grey substance. The gel lubricant for her joints was leaking out of it's pocket, needing replacement. "There's the problem," Nafi said quietly to herself. "this should only take a minute." Now that she'd identified the issue, Nafi opened the kit, taking out a small bottle and a rag, before dabbing the cloth into the bottle and scrubbing away the excess fluid.
Suddenly, the intercom in her room crackled into life, and the captain's voice came over the speakers: "Captain Hunt asking all members to meet in the briefing room. All members to the briefing room." Nafi sighed, not wanting to get up, but she knew the captain would be pissed if their new recruit didn't show up. She packed up the kit, setting it on the table, and put on her pants, before leaving the room and making her way to the briefing room. This mission would be her first with the Marauders, as she was the newest and youngest member of the team. Hopefully, she didn't screw this up.
After some walking and polite nods to passing fellow crew members, Nafi entered the room, and nodded to the Captain. "Evening sir. Hope you weren't waiting too long. Though it seems like I'm the first to get here..." Nafi scooted by Jason, and sat at one of the desks, leaning on one elbow. "So, what's the word?"
With arms stretched over her head, the young girl yawned, and got up, moving to her mattress. She grabbed a small cleaning kit off the bedside table, and sat on the bed, cross legged and looking up at the ceiling. Then, stretching out one of her legs, she lifted her knee, and removed a small panel on it's side, revealing wires and prosthetic muscles, which had a slight layer of a greasy, grey substance. The gel lubricant for her joints was leaking out of it's pocket, needing replacement. "There's the problem," Nafi said quietly to herself. "this should only take a minute." Now that she'd identified the issue, Nafi opened the kit, taking out a small bottle and a rag, before dabbing the cloth into the bottle and scrubbing away the excess fluid.
Suddenly, the intercom in her room crackled into life, and the captain's voice came over the speakers: "Captain Hunt asking all members to meet in the briefing room. All members to the briefing room." Nafi sighed, not wanting to get up, but she knew the captain would be pissed if their new recruit didn't show up. She packed up the kit, setting it on the table, and put on her pants, before leaving the room and making her way to the briefing room. This mission would be her first with the Marauders, as she was the newest and youngest member of the team. Hopefully, she didn't screw this up.
After some walking and polite nods to passing fellow crew members, Nafi entered the room, and nodded to the Captain. "Evening sir. Hope you weren't waiting too long. Though it seems like I'm the first to get here..." Nafi scooted by Jason, and sat at one of the desks, leaning on one elbow. "So, what's the word?"
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