I'm sure Aerandir will explain and expand on it when they finish the CS.
I'm more interested in that GF... That thing's gonna require some explanation.
I'm more interested in that GF... That thing's gonna require some explanation.
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Posrage will be up soon, please bear with me.
11 yrs ago
It's exam season, boys and girls, so postage should be up over the weekend. If you don't hear from me by Monday, honour my memory.
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Me Mam always told me I was special.
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Well then. I'm exceedingly British, rather sarcastic and I love a good shipfest in my RPs. Also male. Funny, that. Fair warning, I will treat you like an adult. That means I will mock you, point out your mistakes and most likely /cringe when you do something really autistic. Being an adult means accepting criticism and working to improve yourself, not ignoring it. And if I need calling out on my bullshit, just do it. Please. Nothing is worse than not realising that you've said or done something stupid til a week after the fact.
I currently live in Japan, so my posting hours are... weird. Please bear with me.
I currently live in Japan, so my posting hours are... weird. Please bear with me.
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Now now, children...
I actually quite like the idea of a sword with a built in sawnoff shotgun. It has impact.
I actually quite like the idea of a sword with a built in sawnoff shotgun. It has impact.
Well, I know Caliban's busy at the moment so we'll move on soon without leaving their characters out. Possibly tonight or tomorrow, but we'll be moving on to our first proper mission very soon.
Alright then, who are we waiting on?
You won't get rid of me no matter how hard you try.
Evening boys and girls. I'll be away for another few days come the weekend, but for the moment I am thankfully at my computer.
. . . but damn, do I have a lot to read back on...
@soren and @obitokizuke, welcome back. I'll switch your characters to the active list asap.
wat?
That was a hella short two weeks XD
Also, Munashii MANka is kinda trappy... in a good way.
Drugs, tasteful violence, swearing like sailors, but no sexy timez.
More or less.
As for Ramselyn, I'm perfectly happy for PM side conversations to be considered canon, even if they are out of synch with the thread's timeline.
Hiya there @Aerandir, we're always open for new talent. Pitch a CS and away we'll go.
. . . but damn, do I have a lot to read back on...
@soren and @obitokizuke, welcome back. I'll switch your characters to the active list asap.
He's gone for two weeks. XD
wat?
That was a hella short two weeks XD
Also, Munashii MANka is kinda trappy... in a good way.
Another small question. How nsfw can we get?
Drugs, tasteful violence, swearing like sailors, but no sexy timez.
More or less.
As for Ramselyn, I'm perfectly happy for PM side conversations to be considered canon, even if they are out of synch with the thread's timeline.
Hiya there @Aerandir, we're always open for new talent. Pitch a CS and away we'll go.
In any event, I'm not going to able to post for a while; Thursday at earliest, next week at latest. Ninja, do your thang.
We'll be moving on hopefully Wednesday.
A young Freeman with glasses. Yep, I can deal with this.
As the assembled SeeDs slowly filtered from the room, Duncan felt a wave of weariness overtake him. He had lost teammates before, but never subordinates. The weight of their lives, both living and dead felt suddenly heavy on his shoulders... An unsteady voice broke the silence of the empty room, punctuated by halting sobs; the contact, Mei was it? Her brother had taken a hit during the fight, a pretty serious wound. Kein had assured him that Tyler would survive along with the other wounded, but without the support of a junctioned GF it would take time, months, perhaps years before he could fight again. He felt for the kid, but had no words of sympathy to offer his horrified sister. They all knew what they had signed up for...
'... Things didn't go well. Wiggs was more dangerous than we anticipated; he caught us off-guard. Your brother did well, but took a heavy hit... I...' Duncan sighed deeply, unsure of what words of support to offer; they team technically had a councillor, but Yoko had disappeared soon after Kein returned, damn her... Come to think of it, Kein himself had vanished too. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together, but he was still annoyed that her support was missing at such a vital juncture... He turned his gaze back to Mei, trying to lighten up his grim expression. 'Well, at least he's...' He trailed off at Eika entered the room, making a beeline straight for the sobbing girl. Well done girl, nice save! Duncan mentally high-fived Eika, glad to have someone more articulate to help calm the tears. 'Uh, b-but just to confirm, Tyler isn't dead. His injuries will heal, don't worry.' Watching Eika confuse the dead and wounded brought a melancholic smile to his lips and Duncan stifled a morbid laugh. 'Well... For the moment, just be grateful that he's safe. I plan to send him and the others off to Balamb Garden for medical care tomorrow. Speaking of which I've gotta head into the office, write that mission report... I'll see you both in the morning.' He gave them a smile each, awkwardly sympathetic to Mei and just plain awkward to Eika, before heading off into the bowels of the base.
Despite what he said, Duncan passed by the designated CO's office, continuing down the hall to the holding cell where two heavily armed SeeDs stood guard. Giving them a grim nod, Duncan led the way into the cell, breaking open a special case lifted from the Galbadian base. The Major was awake, strung up helplessly against the wall. With his implants fried, his bulk was nothing but dead weight; the only useful part of him left was the information in Wigg's head. Robbed of his weapons and purpose, he looked oddly diminished... and frightened. 'Well then Mr Wiggs- can I call you Arnholt? You and I need to have a little chat...' Duncan drew a pair of pliers from the case as the soundproofed door swung shut behind them.
The sun was just starting it's ascent into the sky when Duncan stepped out from the base's camouflaged entrance. Hopefully the rest of the team had gotten a few hours sleep, God knew they deserved it. Sitting down on a pile of discarded tires, he sparked up a morning cigarette. He had gotten some useful information from working overnight, pouring over the various... assets taken from the base, enough to plan the next stage of the operation. First step would be escaping the city, no easy feat since the garrison had put it on lockdown... Well, he thought practically. First step is getting casualties home. What worried Duncan was that he feared he might have to cut his active team right down or risk being noticed as they moved toward... He shook his head violently, trying to dispel his thoughts. The plan could come later. For now, the team could have a few hours to relax...
'... Things didn't go well. Wiggs was more dangerous than we anticipated; he caught us off-guard. Your brother did well, but took a heavy hit... I...' Duncan sighed deeply, unsure of what words of support to offer; they team technically had a councillor, but Yoko had disappeared soon after Kein returned, damn her... Come to think of it, Kein himself had vanished too. It didn't take a genius to put two and two together, but he was still annoyed that her support was missing at such a vital juncture... He turned his gaze back to Mei, trying to lighten up his grim expression. 'Well, at least he's...' He trailed off at Eika entered the room, making a beeline straight for the sobbing girl. Well done girl, nice save! Duncan mentally high-fived Eika, glad to have someone more articulate to help calm the tears. 'Uh, b-but just to confirm, Tyler isn't dead. His injuries will heal, don't worry.' Watching Eika confuse the dead and wounded brought a melancholic smile to his lips and Duncan stifled a morbid laugh. 'Well... For the moment, just be grateful that he's safe. I plan to send him and the others off to Balamb Garden for medical care tomorrow. Speaking of which I've gotta head into the office, write that mission report... I'll see you both in the morning.' He gave them a smile each, awkwardly sympathetic to Mei and just plain awkward to Eika, before heading off into the bowels of the base.
Despite what he said, Duncan passed by the designated CO's office, continuing down the hall to the holding cell where two heavily armed SeeDs stood guard. Giving them a grim nod, Duncan led the way into the cell, breaking open a special case lifted from the Galbadian base. The Major was awake, strung up helplessly against the wall. With his implants fried, his bulk was nothing but dead weight; the only useful part of him left was the information in Wigg's head. Robbed of his weapons and purpose, he looked oddly diminished... and frightened. 'Well then Mr Wiggs- can I call you Arnholt? You and I need to have a little chat...' Duncan drew a pair of pliers from the case as the soundproofed door swung shut behind them.
The sun was just starting it's ascent into the sky when Duncan stepped out from the base's camouflaged entrance. Hopefully the rest of the team had gotten a few hours sleep, God knew they deserved it. Sitting down on a pile of discarded tires, he sparked up a morning cigarette. He had gotten some useful information from working overnight, pouring over the various... assets taken from the base, enough to plan the next stage of the operation. First step would be escaping the city, no easy feat since the garrison had put it on lockdown... Well, he thought practically. First step is getting casualties home. What worried Duncan was that he feared he might have to cut his active team right down or risk being noticed as they moved toward... He shook his head violently, trying to dispel his thoughts. The plan could come later. For now, the team could have a few hours to relax...
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