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[quote=@Rilla] DID YOU JUST TRY AND CLOTHESLINE ME, YOU LITTLE SHIT [/quote]
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"If you kill a man, you scorn his wife. If you kill his wife, you scorn her child. If you kill her child, you scorn his village. If you kill his village, you scorn the kingdom. If you kill the kingdom you scorn an empire. If you kill an empire, then who is left?"

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Well, if I posted a new character I could always shimmy in a reason as to why he would work with the Angar Ryllans.

Or I could have Keezi come back.

Still trying to make my mind up on that.
After being told by Skallagrim that ships are part of fluff, I didn't bother making a legitimate sheet for Jessibelle's flagship. It's just a kilometer and a half long ship almost a kilometer tall. The smaller escort ships are about 100 meters. And the smallest ships I guess are about 10 meters wide.

I'll add that in, I suppose.

Edit: Done.
As the pillar reached the peak of its rise he took a step back and looked up towards the top, as he had suspected, it was cleaving through the clouds and a bright ray of light filtered down onto the surface of the planet. Only about a mile's worth of light, but it was better than the infinite cloud cover that made this place so dreary and inhospitable. Back where he was standing before lifting the pillar he saw that unsightly statue, unmoving, unsettling. With one hand he brought up a few sheets of rock, about forty yards long and exactly as tall. If it wasn't going to move he was just going to cover it up and hide it from sight. Organic beings with their strange compulsion to build monuments to themselves from the stuff they rip from the ground. Madness.
Several hundred feet he fell, reaching terminal velocity as he plummeted into the abyss below. As the wind blew bast his face he waited patiently for his body to no longer protest moving. The numerous strands of hardened webbing rushed past him, gradually coming closer and closer to the pundambayan.Then, just before crashing into one at full speed, his hands swung outwards and latched onto it. It yielded and shattered from the force and he continued falling, catching hold of another bridge on the way down he swung himself forward. Into a wall of stone and web, with one hand he punched a hole in it and pulled out. Repeating until a gap large enough to envelop his body was formed, and he pushed himself through.

Kanitah sat there for a minute, catching his breath. "My skin has been blown open, when the engine is deactivated I'm likely to collapse from shock." Looking down he saw the wound and the stained strands of metal where his muscle once was. He reached into his pocket and pulled out another shirt, he always had a couple in his pockets because he's always losing them. Whether by choice or by chance. "It won't prevent me from bleeding, but it will at least make me look less ghastly." Slowly pulling his shirt back over his torso he let off a few slow breaths, readying himself for what he was about to do.

With his foot against the wall he shoved off and leapt to the other side of the chasm, grabbing ahold of a small rock face. Above ground, he was a few dozen yards behind the location where Khazna and Khold are. Looking towards the ceiling he saw that only a few thin strands of light fell down from above, he was underneath a coat of webbing. That just means he'll need a bit more speed to break through. The pundambayan smirked to himself, looking down at his feet from his hanging position. That wasn't going to be a problem.

Rocking himself back and forth be swung in place on the dangling rock, causing it to slowly move from side to side in its suspended state. With one quick kick backwards he flipped up onto the stone and caught some decent footing again. This planet was crazy, he wondered just how far down the actual ground was. Or at least. Where the planet was. Because there's no way this is just some big ass spiderweb in space. It had to be made on something. He hoped. Floating space spiders that could form web from vacuum was a terrifying concept.

"Alright, here we go." Now was the time to escape, Fury was up above and he hadn't pursued him into the pits. Good, that just meant navigation was easier.

"Three." Lowering himself to the ground he readied for a powerful jump.

"Two." His legs tensed in preparation, the rings themselves shimmered lightly against the darkness of the pits.

"One." The rock exploded from the force of his jump, Kanitah launched himself into the air at just below the speed of sound. Rocketing towards the cover sheet of webbing he hadn't gained enough boost to actually get to the top. "No worries!" He shouted, the sound feeling lagged behind as he soared upwards. With both of his arms he thrust forward and grappled the wall for a split second, throwing himself upwards in almost Spider-Man fashion, maintaining a portion of his speed as he made his way towards the surface.

Twenty yards.

Fifteen yards.

Ten yards.

Five yards!

With the sound of cracking web and rock he broke through the surface and clung to what remained of the shattered webbing, pulling himself out of the hole he laid on his back and stared at the sky. "Aha!" His voice rang out, celebratory shouting and all that. The hero sat up and stared about a football field's length forward at Khazna and Khold in the distance. "Fury must have come with backup. Cold-y had better be tough enough to take him, or else me saving him was for nothing." For a moment he just sat there, staring into the beginning fight of Khazna and Khold. Knowing that he would have to get up sometime and go back to combat the Fireen.
@Koka.
I accepted him with the line of thought that he was actually going to pay attention to: "Ships are part of the setting."
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/879620
I want you to re-read under what pretenses I accepted your character.

Then I want you to sit back and read what I'm about to say, because I'm not going to say it again.

Vehicles are part of the setting. Yes, they may fire. Yes, they may present a sense of urgency and be considered a 'stage hazard.'
But they are not the central concept of the roleplay.
Ships exist simply to enhance the setting by;

A: Pushing the plot along with a sense of urgency.
B: Transporting characters from place to place.
C: Representing the challenge of power based on the immensity and number of their ships.
D: Being a hazard to avoid.
E: Being a location to do character to character combat on.

Saying that it is 'moronic' or 'immersion breaking' is you personally not understanding what this roleplay is about.

I am growing frustrated with this notion of: "Vehicle hatred." And especially the way you are reacting to something that I told you on day one of you being in this roleplay. It is not a hatred of vehicles. It is a well justified frustration that vehicles aren't intended to be the central focus of the combat.

When you claim that your vehicles are balanced, I grow even more frustrated.

As your ship can accelerate to Mach 10 in 40 seconds.
Your ship can orbitally bombard any character in one turn with explosives that are sufficient enough to level more than what the bomb in Hiroshima did.
It can turn invisible.
It is the second largest thing in this roleplay to Green's mech.

Not a single character can compete with your ship. Not a single person.

And on top of it all you're acting like you're some kind of martyr, some kind of victim. You're simply not understanding what I told you from day one.

Vehicles are part of the setting.
Either you're intentionally not grasping the concept, or you're really just unable to receive the message.

So let me put it in bold, italics, and caps so you will understand the message as clearly and concisely as possible.

THIS IS A CHARACTER TO CHARACTER COMBAT ROLEPLAY.

NOT A SHIP TO CHARACTER COMBAT ROLEPLAY.

NOT A VEHICLE TO CHARACTER COMBAT ROLEPLAY.

SHIPS ARE INTENDED TO BE PART OF THE SETTING, NOT PART OF THE FIGHT.

FIGHTING WITH THE SHIPS IS NOT THE INTENTION OF THIS ROLEPLAY.

THIS IS ABOUT INTERACTION BETWEEN TWO CHARACTERS.


And before you mention mechs:

Mechs are humanoid or bestial form machines. These are capable of properly fighting with characters who are bestial or humanoid in shape. The people inside are wholly useless without them. While Mechs have advantages, their greatest disadvantage is their size. And their entire body being a target.
This is why Ships are meant to be in the background.

Because literally.

That ship is capable of anything that they want it to be able to.
And what about the fact that he'd get creamed by the ship? I'd be willing to bet that two equal tiered generals of Khazna and Fury are in that ship as well.
And what about Points 3 and 4?
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