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STATUS: Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year. 20 days ago
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Noble Arms is now either four years old, or three years and eleven months. The third thread had lasted for more than one year.
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My Roleplay, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, will reach its 4th year in June or July. It's been a long journey.
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Despite its massive flaws, my RP, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, is still one of the longest ongoing RPs in RPGuild - It turns 4 years old in July and the current thread itself is more than a year old.
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On 4/14/2026 (on my end), my RP, Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, is now three years and ten months old, and the current thread is one year and four months.
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Mass Effect: Seraphim Post
"I'll splice up a few contradictory orders right away!" Ashton then began recording some of the Blue Suns officers' voices, brought out a voice synthesizer program he had bought from the extranet, then had said program create new instructions and calls for help and false reports of 'enemy reinforcements' using the recorded voices. Only a keen ear can tell the difference between their actual officers' voices and the fakes. Note that as he needed to devote attention to other parts of the battle, he had to distribute the altered transmissions randomly...
He then continued, "By the way, you need a callsign, considering the fact that you're fighting beside us for now. What about 'Buddy - Or Gideon, Gideon would do as well!"
Ashton then ate a few bites of a cracker while Flame ate a few more while waiting for Pixy to respond to him. Ashton had noticed Pixy identifying herself as Ex-Cerberus, which was a cause for concern along with her bitchy and arrogant temprament. So he turned to Lokea and said, "I have a sneaking suspicion that Mr. Fen will want us to stay together, as a permanent outfit, once we're done with this battle. But I think that an Ex-Cerberus member - and even the Geth - would be beyond the pale for most of us, even when homicidal Krogan and a Batarian with a mysterious past are not. So that'd be a conflict of interest between Mr. Fen and some of the party versus the majority."
“Suggestion: existing access to Blue Suns network can be further exploited to disrupt enemy communications or disorganise their attacks with false or contradictory instructions as opposed to simple communications interception.” the Geth offered, unwilling to act without consensus for fear of disrupting some plan the group agreed on prior to establishing communications with them. “Breaking enemy morale may also be possible.”
"I'll splice up a few contradictory orders right away!" Ashton then began recording some of the Blue Suns officers' voices, brought out a voice synthesizer program he had bought from the extranet, then had said program create new instructions and calls for help and false reports of 'enemy reinforcements' using the recorded voices. Only a keen ear can tell the difference between their actual officers' voices and the fakes. Note that as he needed to devote attention to other parts of the battle, he had to distribute the altered transmissions randomly...
He then continued, "By the way, you need a callsign, considering the fact that you're fighting beside us for now. What about 'Buddy - Or Gideon, Gideon would do as well!"
Ashton then ate a few bites of a cracker while Flame ate a few more while waiting for Pixy to respond to him. Ashton had noticed Pixy identifying herself as Ex-Cerberus, which was a cause for concern along with her bitchy and arrogant temprament. So he turned to Lokea and said, "I have a sneaking suspicion that Mr. Fen will want us to stay together, as a permanent outfit, once we're done with this battle. But I think that an Ex-Cerberus member - and even the Geth - would be beyond the pale for most of us, even when homicidal Krogan and a Batarian with a mysterious past are not. So that'd be a conflict of interest between Mr. Fen and some of the party versus the majority."
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I might not be able to RP tomorrow, or even the day after tomorrow.
Mass Effect: Seraphim Post
Lokea smirked a little, dimming down the volume just a little to where she can tone it out easily, but can hear important info if necessary. She turned to Ashton. "You did the decryption, right?" If given an affirmative answer, she would smile underneath her helmet and give him a thumbs up. "Good work, kid. Figured you were here for a good reason."
Indeed, Ashton had nodded, before saying slightly smugly, "See? This is why you guys needed me."
"How many Blue Suns did our glorious employer say there was again?" Elijah asked through the group comms.
"Two hundred!" Ashton shouted in reply, "And twenty Mechs!"
Ashton had noticed the Geth coming out of the box and then cloaking itself, and the two enemy Mechs closest to said Geth turning against their Blue Suns Masters. This gave him an idea; Geth were essentially bot-programs that interact with each other to form a conciousness, right? And it was spending a percentage of said conciousness to maintain its control over the enemy Mechs, right? Well, Ashton had a plan to lift its burdens.
In a short message to the Geth Platform, Ashton said, I am going to open a link to the two Mechs you control; with their cyber-defenses compromised, I will be able to send a river of... spambots that will take the place of your programs in controlling them. Then you can withdraw your programs and use them on two other machines instead, which will compromise their cyber-defenses and allow me to send in more spambots and computer viruses, which in turn will allow you to use your programs once more. Rinse and Repeat. Give me an 'affirmative' if you agree.
As for Flame, he was still guarding Ashton with his life, but with Lokea keeping out most enemies, his part in the battle was to use his Biotics to swat away bullets that came close to him and Ashton. He would then say to White Glint through the comms, "You're Ex-What?! Of what kind?! Were you enslaved by them or did you fight for those people freely?!"
Hopefully it's the former, Flame did not like Cerberus.
I am going to take a break from RPing here for the next two days.
@Sgt Vandingo's words are confirmed.
Mass Effect: Seraphim Post
The battle was starting, and Ashton quickly began using the increased computing power of his personal computer and the office's own devices to hack into the nearby camera feed, showing the point of entry of the Blue Suns troopers - A frontal assault, really?. He double-checked to see if anyone was trying to flank the control tower through the catwalks or other approaches to the building; there were none for now. Perfect.
A few light presses of his keyboard later, and he was getting the hang of the network used by the Blue Suns for this operation. The next few split-seconds involved him finding a hole in their cyber-security and sneaking into their online networks.
Now came the fun part; a good student of computer and programming history knew what web-bots were; automated programs designed for a specific function. These web-bots, if used right, saved a computer specialist a lot of work by removing the need for micromanagement. Why was this important, because Ashton had created several custom bots, including one designed to enter individual comm devices and relay their transmissions to his personal computer and omni-tool. That was how he had escaped the group trying to enslave him in the first place.
With a swipe of the touchscreen, several copies of those bots were sent into the omni-tools used by the Blue Suns troops, exponentially multiplying until every communications device was infected.
At a flash, Ashton's computer began flashing with pop-ups of each message that the Blue Suns Soldiers sent to each other; every aspect of their communications was open. Using the contact info he had been given by Cicero, Alexis, and the Mysterious Intruder, he began sending them and the rest of the group copies of the already-sent messages with a one-second delay; a small precaution just in case one of the three was a traitor.
He was so busy arranging this that he had forgotten about the Lifting Mech he had used as a fortification for the rest of the mercs until the Blue Suns had reached it. A few presses of the keyboard later, and the normally sedate machine was tossing Blue Suns mercs high, while crushing others with its huge feet. This was his moment, even though the boy knew that the enemy had not yet begun to fight.
The battle was starting, and Ashton quickly began using the increased computing power of his personal computer and the office's own devices to hack into the nearby camera feed, showing the point of entry of the Blue Suns troopers - A frontal assault, really?. He double-checked to see if anyone was trying to flank the control tower through the catwalks or other approaches to the building; there were none for now. Perfect.
A few light presses of his keyboard later, and he was getting the hang of the network used by the Blue Suns for this operation. The next few split-seconds involved him finding a hole in their cyber-security and sneaking into their online networks.
Now came the fun part; a good student of computer and programming history knew what web-bots were; automated programs designed for a specific function. These web-bots, if used right, saved a computer specialist a lot of work by removing the need for micromanagement. Why was this important, because Ashton had created several custom bots, including one designed to enter individual comm devices and relay their transmissions to his personal computer and omni-tool. That was how he had escaped the group trying to enslave him in the first place.
With a swipe of the touchscreen, several copies of those bots were sent into the omni-tools used by the Blue Suns troops, exponentially multiplying until every communications device was infected.
At a flash, Ashton's computer began flashing with pop-ups of each message that the Blue Suns Soldiers sent to each other; every aspect of their communications was open. Using the contact info he had been given by Cicero, Alexis, and the Mysterious Intruder, he began sending them and the rest of the group copies of the already-sent messages with a one-second delay; a small precaution just in case one of the three was a traitor.
He was so busy arranging this that he had forgotten about the Lifting Mech he had used as a fortification for the rest of the mercs until the Blue Suns had reached it. A few presses of the keyboard later, and the normally sedate machine was tossing Blue Suns mercs high, while crushing others with its huge feet. This was his moment, even though the boy knew that the enemy had not yet begun to fight.
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