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9 yrs ago
Current From Tokyo with whisky
10 yrs ago
I live.
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11 yrs ago
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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11 yrs ago
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.

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I was aiming for a Raven anyways, so I'll reserve one of dem Capellan beauties. Also happy to help with the infantry.
If this is going to be a slow burner, one post a week kinda thing, count me in. Your INT did send me down a three day binge on the Battletech wiki afterall...
I'm going to have to ask you to fix the grammar in your CS, Murtox. I'm no grammar nazi, but there is a standard to maintain. Cheers.
There was something about trains that had always fascinated Duncan... He kept it to himself generally, mildly paranoid that his interest was a bit too geeky for a hardened mercenary. Still, Timber was a great place for train enthusiasts; just sitting here and hanging out the window, he had a great view of the station and track system. He found himself reading the serial numbers on parked engines, comparing them to others passing through. Just as he was starting to get into his new-found interest of train-spotting, a feminine voice called out from behind; Xerox, still in his adorable female form. 'Oh, on the radio?' Duncan sighed painfully. Hector's banter had a way of confusing the uninitiated... 'Long story short, he's confused. He thinks there was some Dr Evil BS involved when I wiped Vinzer's mind. Admittedly there was a small degree of genetic manipulation involved, what with calculating the right vector chemicals and isolating phenomes etc etc, but it was pretty basic stuff.' Admittedly, his idea of basic might have been a tad unusual. 'But the irony is that the most Frankenstein shit I pulled was completely by accident... You know that geriatric old cat that used to live on campus? Well...' Xerox was thankfully spared the details by Jake's arrival. 'Not yet, at least.' He nodded slightly at the information. Sounded just like Galbadia; all guns blazing when things went well, but as soon as they encounter any significant resistance, the excuses start coming... It worked in SeeD's favour of course, but it still hurt his native Galbadian pride a little. 'Not surprised... Of course, that does mean that there'll be more security in the capital. Might be an issue.'
Sound good Aera. I'd really like to see a post from @soren before I reply though... Might just get a small one up for Duncan and Xerox.
The Boxer Rebellion did happen in this timeline and was just another nail in the Qing's coffin. Remember that Cixi died in 1905, four years after the rebellion ended.
As the Captain went through his briefing, Harald let his gaze wander across the squad. In addition to the regular crew, a few more bodies had appeared; transfers most likely, although the Sergeant hadn't been informed as yet... Not for the first time did he gumble inwardly over Meulemann's decision not to give the squad a proper officer. He paid close attention to the briefing as well, although this at least he had been forewarned of; Squad Four had more than just the one objective and the buck had been passed to him as squad leader to plan their subsequent checkpoints on the road to Vasel. It took some time to go over the details of the operation, even though the briefing given was intentionally left vague; as a pathfinding unit, Squad Four would be expected to make their own decisions in the field. Harald made his first now. 'We will be taking the APC.' He gave Carn a reassuring nod as Meulemann nodded vaguely. 'But we most likely stash it a few miles out from each objective, so give us some chance of surprising the Imps.' The Captain offered a sheaf of forms to the driver, smiling dryly. 'Indeed; adequate noise and light discipline will be essential for this deployment, which is why I'm allocating Squad Four complete access to the vehicle armoury for this evening. Ensure that your vehicle is fitted with a low-light vision system and some engine mufflers. There may be a few other bits and pieces lying around, armour and cannon perhaps...' His smile turned more conspiratorial as Meulemann gave Carn a wink.

He turned his attention back to the others, raising his eyebrows as if asking for any other questions. At this point the two transfers stepped forward to introduce themselves. 'Welcome, both of you. I apologise for the lack of a welcoming ceremony, but in the circumstances I believe you will forgive me. Sergeant Harald here is your new NCO and is currently CO of the squad.' He didn't give a reason as to why a Sergeant was holding down an officer's role, merely nodding to the man in question. Harald cleared his throat stoically, giving the two of them an appraising look. Hunt was certainly an oddity; transfers from the Army were almost unheard of. He must have seriously pissed someone off to land that kind of demotion... MacDonald was less unusual, another victim of the Militia's constant restructuring. If only it were a permanent formation and not just an adhoc, well militia then perhaps it wouldn't have had these teething problems... As it was there were admin issues everywhere, leading to over or understrength units, entire companies not issues weapons and apparently even the odd company being disbanded. Perhaps it wasn't so strange that the Army mocked them so hard... Harald gave them both a crisp salute, but smiled companionably. 'Welcome to Squad Four. We're a bit understrength due to a few wash-outs, so I'm glad to have able bodied men.' He waved to the others, introducing them in turn. 'Corporal Stichler, my 2iC and lancer, Dresner and Sykora on the SMGs and we've got Jatmoore, Fairglaive and Meyers as our eyes. Bons and Carn are engineers mainly, dealing with explosives and vehicles respectively.' As he wound down to the end of the introductions, Harald gave a start as if remembering something important. 'And me, well... I just shoot shit. What about the two of you?' Combat roles were generally allocated during training but tended to result in overspecialisation. Come to think of it he would have loved to train everyone on a few extra weapons, but time was of the essence. Perhaps after Vasel. The Sergeant was too busy talking to notice Meuelemann quietly collecting his paperwork and slinking off without drawing attention to himself. The old man had several more briefings to give before the day was out.
Accepted Sven, chuck him in the CS tab.
Before we get too into exact numbers and such, remember that this is alternate history. There is leeway for provinces to develop differently than they did in real life, including variations in population. So long as it's reasonable for the location and terrain, I'm happy for states to have ahistoric stats. Balance is much more important.
One last thing Bright; read through the rules.
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