Letter Bee

Precipice of War - The Big Leagues of NRP (Only generous tippers need apply)

I haven't been posting lately because I had to do an exam, an art project, and a speech last week. Plus, I had to stop by the good old hospital for some personal stuff. Other than that, I am back. And Assassin's Creed Origins and Wolfenstein II came out also sooo

@The Spectre

Glad to see ya back.

The Great Multiverse War - Saga of Battle!

Aww man, this seemed really good. Maybe you could reconsider, or someone else could host.

@Grnmachine

Someone else hosting might work, but they'd have to ask my permission.

Precipice of War - The Big Leagues of NRP (Only generous tippers need apply)

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Read King Leopoldo Ghost... Terrifying account of how they ruled the Belgian Congo with limited white soldiers

@The Wyrm

Didn't they use a relatively privileged army of Black Soldiers, the Force Publique? As well as had support from Belgium itself?

Precipice of War - The Big Leagues of NRP (Only generous tippers need apply)

The Brothers' War, Part One (Of Ten?)

Sultan Al-Hakam Kiram I, spiritual head of the Muslims of Mindanao, sat at the porch of his Sulu residence, guarded by only a couple of experienced men. On his rocking chair, the prematurely wrinkled man - he was only in his mid-thirties - read a letter from his friend, Anthony Walter Dayrell Brooke of Sarawak. He smiled as he read the portion about developments in Sarawak itself, how it was at last prospering as an independent state. The other portion, about developments in Sabah/North Borneo, made for much more sobering reading; note that Al Hakam Kiram was always sober due to the demads of his faith.

He heard light footsteps behind him as the manor door opened, and a figure stepped out, his wife, Sabiha, who wore a rainbow-patterned headscarf. Smiling, the young woman then say, "grieved again, my lord?"

A nod from Al-Hakam Kiram, who would say, "My brother has crossed the line." Mubarak Mansur Kiram was every bit the opposite of Al-Hakam, a warrior when his older brother was an intellectual, contempteous of patience and caution. Sent to reestablish the Kiram family's hereditary rights over Sabah, Mubarak had allied with a clique of hardline Muslim clerics and taken control of the region for himself, claiming to be the 'True' Sultan of Sulu and calling his brother an apostate for coming to terms with the Lady President and her regime. "He has massacred several dozen protesters in Kota Kinabalu. More importantly, there are rumors of pirates gathering at Lahad Datu, only a stone's throw away from Sulu itself. If that is not an indication of an upcoming attack, I do not know what is."

Sabiha indigantly exclaimed: "He would not be so brazen!"

The two both knew it was a lie. The Sultan then said, "He is. But I am not without teeth; I may not rule Sulu in name, but I have friends everywhere, even in my brother's domain." He then pursed his lips. "Sabiha, take a ferry to Manila; stall our Lady President so that I can move with impunity. For all her merits, our glorious leader will only support the cause of the people of Sabah if there is a rebel movement waiting in the wings. She will not act in a way that portrays her as hungry for territory."

Sabiha would tilt her head slightly to the right, "But the Lady President - Priscilla - has your claim to Sabah; you are a citizen of her country now, and thus she has inherited your rights to the region."

Sultan Al-Hakam Karim I smiled faintly and said, "She does not see it that way; it would be 'feudalistic' for her to do so. No, she will pay genuine service to the ideal of self-determination until my brother has crushed all opposition and brought all of Sabah under his iron boot. Then, when he attacks Philippine Territory, only then will she wage a war of self-defense. Idealistic, but not what we need."

A nod from Sabiha; already, she was mentally preparing the lines she was going to feed the Lady President, "I and my servants will pack my bags. I will also bring bodyguards, but not so much that you are left undefended. I love you, my lord, and I promise, I will do my best."

The reply was, "Bring poems, calligraphy, and minature paintings; our Lady President loves beautiful things." He then held out the letter from Anthony. "My brother has also ordered a ban on miniatures; remind the Lady President of that once the truth comes out."

Sabiha sighed, "You do not need to make me hate my brother-in-law more. Either way, I don't need to know about how you are going to create rebels under that man's iron fist. Or what your plans are at all. I may stay loyal, but I am not immune to pain or even blackmail." This was a kind reminder that if the Sultan was serious about this, he should exercise prudence and caution. Loose lips sank pirate ships, after all.

Al-Hakam Kiram I got up from his chair; he was still perfectly capable of walking normally, it was just that rocking chairs were relaxing. "I'm going to visit the local Mosque; it is almost prayer time."

A smile from his wife; the residence had its own attached prayer room, but the local Mosque had 'old family friends' whose business she didn't pry into too much. She then gave a bow of thanks, and said, "To the downfall of your brother."

Another reply, "To the downfall of my brother."

The Wild Encephalon [Sci-Fi Western Epic]

@Letter Bee No worries. Thanks for letting us know. Mind if we use your character as an NPC?

@Skull

I don't mind; feel free.

The Wild Encephalon [Sci-Fi Western Epic]

Problem; I sort of have too many RPs already, so I won't be able to join. Sorry for the inconvinience.

@Letter Bee

Reposting, @Skull.

Star Wars - Lawless Galaxy

Team Neumman (Believers), Ques, A Few Hours Ago

Ques was a swamp planet; quiet, but with its share of peril. Therefore, Ken Neumann had chosen this as a base for his crew, which aside from Puevi (his best friend), was mostly made up of freed slave children. Despite that, Ken was confident of both the secrecy of the facilities being set up (they hollowed out a few giant strangler figs and placed their technology inside; hiding them from prying eyes) and the morale and future prowess of his crew. Terrence, Corrin, and Rika, a trio of fourteen-year olds that the Believers had freed just a few months ago, were now dilligently planting a network of stakes with a crude sensor attached to them; more stolen stuff. This network would form a perimeter that would warn of hostile intrusion, whether from the local wildlife, or from enemies. Of course, there would be regular patrols as well; he intended to have prior warning before cutting up any tresspassers.

The flat clearing nearby would also be of use for the Believers's small pirate fleet, a fleet that needed hiding places and repair facilities as much as it needed weapons and extra vessels. He was sure that once Cinder had mustered enough ships, she or he would be glad to have a safe refuge for them.

Team Neumman (Believers), Ques, Right Now

Terrence, Corrin, and Rika, three teeenagers clad and equipped in much the same way as Ken (except that Rika had a carbine instead of twin vibroswords), would run at the sight of the ship and the heavily-armored people who had quickly deployed out. However, not having had much training, they would activate their jetpacks right away, causing a loud 'woosh' sound, disturbing the nearby flora and fauna, and turning a pocket of water in a tree hollow into steam. Then, Terrence, a black-haired boy with black eyes with a slight, thin build, would find himself entangled in some tree branches; same for his jetpack, which he wisely turned off with a push of a button.

Corrin and Rika turned around, trying to get Terrence free, but losing valuable time. Especially when they were being chased by trained personnel.

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Ken, in the base, would hear the sensor-stakes beeping loudly, and turn around to say to his friend Puevi: "Stay here and prepare to evacuate the base! I'm going to rescue the trio!"

The young man, already wearing his own jetpack, flew up, high into the air, and with more practice, began zooming towards the projected location of the team; they shouldn't be too far from the clearing. Turning on his Shield Belt, Ken knew that he would have to cut up any intruder fast in order to save his team members. But it seemed the facility was lost; someone else had staked a claim to the clearing. Stupid, stupid, stupid! He thought to himself as he neared their location; technically, the Pathfinders should have plenty of time to catch them...

The Wild Encephalon [Sci-Fi Western Epic]

Problem; I sort of have too many RPs already, so I won't be able to join. Sorry for the inconvinience.

The Wild Encephalon [Sci-Fi Western Epic]

@User@Song Book thanks for your submissions! I’ll go over them after work sometime in the evening. I’m PST btw.

Just curious. What’s everyone else’s time zones?

@Skull

UTC +8; Philippines.

Under the Yoke: A Science Fantasy RP

Wait, another one? Did somethin happen to you irl? D:

@Shoryu

Just decided I'd rather play in another RP than GM.