Letter Bee

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War [Moved to New Thread]

Due to the events in the collab at the end of Aisede’s post, I expect to be holding my turn until I hear from @Lewascan2

@Sniblet

Understood.

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War [Moved to New Thread]

Chapter One, Desperation in Lingayen, Part Five

Lingayen Beach, Municipality of Lingayen, Lingayen Gulf

Callie's efforts met with success... at least initially. One after another, ammo went up in fireballs within segments of the ships of the Chinese fleet. It took a bit of adjusting and guesstimating early on, but her intuition generally held true. The beam of unbearable heat melted through steel like butter. Or, at least, it did.

Moments after the first explosion, Callie would find perhaps on a second glance that the ships she had targeted were no longer sinking or burning... nor in their original positions. In all but a flash, the Chinese fleet was being rapidly reorganized, huddled almost around one of the enemy aircraft carriers. Many ships were preemptively moved into several clusters of the enemy, no more than some 200 feet between each cluster. Suddenly, damaging the ships at all was a chore. It seemed that whenever a ship was targeted for destruction, it would suddenly undergo a rapid flickering effect, one that stopped any of them from having the beam burn through them again, the flicker seemingly making them whole again moments before they could go up in fireballs once more.

Meanwhile, the beam of flame did not let up for a single second, seemingly not the slightest bit concerned with being used against its intended purpose. It was wholly focused on crushing the empowered resistance before it, and the small portals within its center did little to nothing to lessen the impact of such a titanic attack.

So this is my counter; the Dragon of the Zodiac himself, Noel thought, thanking God that the Zodiac was a public team of Arms Masters just a few years ago. Well, it seems I lured him out. He answered Lotus Squadron's message through a still-functioning radio: "Lotus Squadron, search and destroy for a lone Noble Arms Master, male, walking alone carrying a fancy spear. Once you find him, unload everything you have - something with concussive force is preferable. Avoid the second sun he is projecting if possible; we don't know its full properties."

Sophist, meanwhile, yanked himself backward, flying away from the artificial sun, before saying to a small communicator, "This is similar, yet different, to an actual sun; a mix of occult power and actual astrophysics. However, the occult part means that its danger would lessen if we kill its wielder; actually, if we kill its wielder, I can use my gravity powers to wrench the second sun and throw it back at the Chinese Fleet, assuming it doesn't just fade into a wisp of hydrogen." He then mused, "Honestly, you guys should hope it does fade if its wielder dies..."

Noel snapped, "Sophist, make yourself useful and find any other Chinese A-Ranks running around; The Dragon has not come alone. The rest of you... Princess Fukuyo, your power is increased by nearby heat and fire; you're our frontline unit. Rin, support your liege. Regil, you're in reserve, but deploy your defensive 'Towers' at the very last moment. Lady Regina, you have full authority to organize Lucy and her fireteam, plus Nemo as Hannie is out of commission for now, into a reserve group for when the second A-Rank arrives."

Then to Callie, Nil, and Henri, Noel spoke, "Callie, I appreciate you redirecting part of the beam to the Chinese Fleet, but I request that take some time to look for one of our allies and volunteers; he's Belgian and has a Shield as his Noble Arm. Make contact with him and ask him if you can teleport him to a few dozen meters above the Second Sun, where he can then activate his 'Negation-oriented' Noble Arm and literally drop down on that monstrosity with, well, negation. Then he is to deactivate said negation so that we can save him. Is that okay? As for Nil, keep her safe; she's hard to talk to but I don't wish her ill."

All the while, the beam was still there, burning the barrier, which was now shuddering as though under apocalyptic strain as Ari, the one who was projecting it, was bending every bit of will to maintain the protective shell. Motes of light were already peeling off the barrier as one Lotus Squadron pilot sighted a figure just as Noel described walking towards the beach from the east...

@SkyHresvelg@The World@Chiro@Aisede@Renny@MagusDream@Lewascan2@Vergil@Sniblet@Silverstein@Conscripts@Gerlando@Senhara

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War [Moved to New Thread]

The next GM Post will be tomorrow on my end.

Innocence Lost - A Science Fantasy RP [v.03]

This RP is still continuing, but the collabs which are supposed to further the plot have gone slow.

Letter Bee's Character Sheets

My Name is Hope

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"My Name is Hope."

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Name: Andrew Bennett

Alias: Hope.

Nicknames: Hope.

Age: 14

Gender: Male

Personality: Well-read, but lacking formal education. Knowledgeable of many things, but not social niceties. And of course, with a predilection for gluttony, making sure that every bit of food is eaten and every edible drink is drunk. This gluttony extends to knowledge as well; he wants to know more and more and more, reading every book and label and manual he can unless it's in a language he does not understand.

Surprisingly, he lacks obvious evidence of mental scars, something he is quick to reassure his teammates hides evidence of deeper trauma. After all, he would state, he was born poor and underprivileged and he had Powers. Of course, he Triggered like the rest of them!

Appearance: For his civilian appearance, Andrew regularly uses his stipend from The Wards to buy the trendiest civilian clothing possible, with a preference for blue and white shirts and jackets. He also reveals his natural hair color, which is brown.

As a Cape, Andrew uses his powers to turn his hair silver, because he thought it was cool. He also prefers the costume shown in his picture, because he likes it.

Biography: Andrew was deposited in an orphanage close to a Public Library. It was an orphanage of love, of warm food and light and a constantly burning fire in the winter. It was beautiful and musical and it was all he could want. Not just that, but the Public Library was close enough that even at a young age, he can cross over with minimal adult supervision and lose himself in the books for hours. He was intelligent, precocious, and it was clear that someone was going to adopt him after a while. However, he always insisted to his prospective parents that they pick another kid or set of kids first; they needed it more than he did.

This continued until he was past the normal age for adoption, but the boy had already resolved to work at the orphanage he lived in to take care of other children. Then one day, a person who came to adopt one of his friends dropped a suitcase after leaving in a hurry, and Andrew resolved to return it once the person came back... Only to find some of the younger kids have picked the locks, searching for candy.

After scolding the children, Andrew glanced through the suitcase's contents and found papers and a strange vial inside; some of the former in English. Reading quickly through them, he grasped enough to know that the vial was an illegal compound intended to be tested on the kid who was going to be 'adopted' by that man. More importantly, it was a vial that was likely to turn a person into a monster or give them a strong Power; whichever was more likely.

Rage filled the boy. As the 'adopter's' car returned to the parking lot, Andrew opened the vial and drank its contents without hesitation. If the man wanted to turn his friend into a test subject under the guise of adoption, he had another thing coming!

The man burst into his room as he doubled over in pain. Then blue light filled the area, and Andrew faced the fraud who was going to prey on his friend and prepared for a confrontation.

No one knew what happened after that, but some days later, Andrew arrived at the nearest PRT office, saying that he had heard about the budding 'Wards' initiative and that he had powers and wanted to join...

Powers/Skills:

Andrew is reasonably well-read and knowledgable, with a special focus on history and fantasy literature. He is also being taught how to fight with swords, guns, and strangely, axes; this training has made him athletic.

Hope Manipulation (Trump/Shaker/Master 8) - Andrew/Hope draws from his own Hope and the ambient hope of everyone within 50 meters of him in order to create a number of effects that cover every other Class of Power, including energy blasts, force-fields, energy constructs, flight, cellular regeneration, and material alteration.

The Drawback of this? This is Worm we're talking about; the world is crapsack and his teammates have strong traumas and the mental issues those cause, meaning that they might not be interested in hoping for a better future. Also, prolonged use (1 to 2 hours) depletes his hope and the hope of others, eventually sapping their will to live and rendering them catatonic and zombie-like if they don't commit suicide.

Lack of hope and excessive use of his powers can shorten this period further.

Sub Powers: These classifications assume an average level of hope in the affected area.

• Energy Blasts (Blaster 6): Blue energy blasts of manually variable power capable of knocking a person off their feet and inflicting mild burns or blasting through unprotected flesh and punching straight through steel. These can be thrown as simple blasts or sustained beams.
• Energy Shields (Shaker 6): Semi-transparent energy shields capable of halting a speeding car in its tracks with only moderate strain. Though, something as heavy and solid as a speeding armored truck will likely shatter them. Shields can be formed up to 2 meters away from himself, large enough to englobe him and anyone close enough to fit inside as well. The shields can be shaped somewhat but are always spheroid or semi-spheroid.
• Energy Constructs (Master 2-?): Energy that can be shaped into tools, weapons, or small structures like miniature bridges that are as durable as titanium alloy unless specified otherwise. Can be as small as a screw or as large as a truck. However, the major caveat is that he must actually know how to physically build what he summons. For every object, he must have the theoretical blueprints for dedicated to memory. Technically, he could make anything, but advanced electronics and Tinkertech are far outside his reach. The more complicated the object, the more energy and concentration are required to create it. The most complicated thing he has managed to make with it so far is a wheelbarrow, but this power will only grow in utility and menace with time and study.
• Flight (Mover 4/Breaker 1): Andrew can fly up to the speed of a small civilian helicopter, and his body is protected from the air resistance and friction of moving by his own power.
• Cellular Regeneration (Brute/Striker 5): Andrew can heal his own injuries, even loss of limbs, and heal the same in others as well. He can also purge poisons and diseases and even rewrite another person's genetic disorders out of their DNA. However, he needs to touch the person being healed, concentrate his attention on them, and it costs a lot of energy.
• Material Alteration (Striker/Changer/Stranger 2): Andrew can change the color, shape, and appearance of his clothing and any items he directly touches, but he cannot increase their durability; this means that he needs normal armor to protect his body, which The Wards provide. The changes are permanent but can only target inorganic or dead material (like his hair or clothing fibers). He can target something as small as a singular hair. He can alter an object's size to match that of something with equal weight. Effectively, mass is generally conserved.
• Hope Sensing (Thinker 1): This allows him to sense the ambient emotion of hope in living creatures within 50 meters of him. This sense is incredibly broad, so he is unable to determine the number of people in the range or identify specific people. Within 5 meters of himself, however, he can apply greater focus to uncover hidden people, able to foil some Strangers or find trapped victims under rubble and the like.

Other: My favorite superpower is Actual Magic, which does not exist in Worm. Failing that, my own Hope Manipulation.

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Mass Effect: Seraphim (I was given permission to make this)!

Originally made by Vulkan, who gave me permission to rerun it.



Greetings! Should you receive this message, it means that you have been selected from many a skilled individual across the Terminus Systems, for an operation that I, Saris Fen, plan to put together.

You have seen the Terminus Systems, the horrendous mess that they have become since the end of the reaper war. My, when Commander Shepard turned those bastards into scrap, I honestly expected things to improve around here. Instead, they have only gotten worse. Plenty of veterans of that war have turned pirates, probably due to the fact they don't have anything to shoot anymore. The damned hegemony (no offense intended to any Batarians this has been sent to) continues their slavery habit. Not even losing Khar'Shan and fighting alongside every race in the galaxy can make them kick that...

I'm getting off-topic, to put it bluntly, I plan to do something about all this. Myself, you, and many other extremely skilled individuals will roam the terminus systems, bringing justice to anyone to attempts to exploit the innocent.

If you don't want to fight for justice, fair enough. You can fight for the astronomical sum I plan to pay you when this is finished. I care not for your background, race, ideals, only that you are willing to do this job.

Should you wish to join this endeavor, in exactly three weeks from receiving this message, please make your way to docking bay 26 on Omega, in the upper section.

I eagerly await your answer. I sincerely hope you make the right choice.

Saris Fen- CEO of Fen Futuristics

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Mass Effect Seraphim is an RP revolving around a group of individuals, hired by a incredibly wealthy Volus to bring peace to the terminus systems, by any means necessary. It is set six years after Mass Effect's 3 story, with the ending being a slight modification of the destroy ending (which will be explained below)

Though the RP will start on Omega, the team will get a ship, and travel all across the terminus systems, ranging from Illium to Rannoch, and maybe even a few places outside the systems, including places even Shepard never went.

Though you can't use any canon characters (obviously) they can be in your character backstory if you so wish. Otherwise, I want to leave character creation as open as I possibly can, with almost any race or abilities (within canon) being allowed, though some of the more...powerful, ones will need a good explanation. They would also need a good reason to be part of this group, even if that reason is just "Get Paid or die trying"

I have a story line and antagonistic characters in mind, but i am open to suggestions, and characters can have their own sub-plots if they so wish. Id like the RP to go a certain direction, but i don't really mind players being independent if they like.

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Canon ME Ending

Shepard destroyed the reapers, also causing the crucible to collapse.

The Geth and other synthetic life were destroyed, but Geth program blueprints still remain, and after utterly absurd amounts of money being spent, conservation groups have managed to rebuild some fully sentient Geth intelligences. Most of these are still on Rannoch, helping the Quarians resettle as their predecessors planned.

Most mass relays were fixed within a few weeks, but a few minor ones are still offline, making space travel rather inconvenient in some places. The council is still promising to fix them as soon as possible.

The Genophage was cured, with the Krogan race uniting around High Clan Chief Urdnot Wrex. Alhough him and Urdnot Bakara have kept the race as a whole in line, many mercenary and pirate groups have had ample recruits from Tuchanka since then.

The Citadel was moved from the solar system to its original place. The Krogan and Quarians were made members of the Citadel, with rumors flying that the Rachni have asked for membership. The Elcor have made a bid to join the council.

After the reapers were destroyed, Leviathan disappeared from 2181 Despoina. Despite the work of many, no trace has been found of where they went, or even if they were there in the first place.

The Hanar and Drell have taken back their home, with the repair efforts being headed by a mysterious religious figure known as "The Last Enkindler"

Shortly after being recovered alive from the wreckage of the crucible, Commander Shepard, along with the Normandy and all its crew, disappeared into the Far Rim and has not been seen since. The council and the Batarian hegemony wish to question them about the destruction of the alpha relay, with some calling for them to be tried as a war criminal.

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Rules

This is as adult as the games were, so yeah, we are going to probably swear a lot and describe violence fairly graphically. If the 18+ warning wasn't your first clue, here's the second.

Approximately, I'm hoping for an IC post per week. If you can't do that or are unable to post for a period of time, let me know ahead of time and we can discuss what to do otherwise. Two weeks of no posts at all (IC/OOC/PM etc) and I may have to boot you out.

No godmodding, meta-gaming, bunnying, no being mean in OOC.

I'm open-minded, but if I decide something is too overpowered, it's too overpowered. Sorry.

If you want to play a Yahg, PM me. It's going to take a fair bit of story to explain why they are able to work with other races. Plus, they still don't have space travel, so I'm not allowing more than one.

If anyone wants to know anything that happened in the ME3 ending that I didn't mention, do let me know.

No more than two characters per person. If you do, you will be expected to RP them both properly. Obviously.

This RP is set in a dangerous environment. Do you want a new character but have two already, or don't think you can RP two characters...well, you could kill them off if you like. Just let me know if you want that. Or they could just leave the group, but where is the fun in that?

Have fun! If you aren't, let me know, and ill see what I can do.

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Character Template

Name:

Race:

Age:

Gender:

Appearance:

Personality:

Backstory:

Specialty:

Powers/Skills: (These could be skills from the game, singleplayer or multi, though others are acceptable if the GM considers them balanced)

Equipment:

Misc:

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The Financier

Name: Saris Fen

Race: Volus

Age: 34

Gender: Male (We think)

Appearance:

Appearance

Personality:
Despite not being particularly old, Sarus takes an almost kindly, fatherly tone towards his employees, making sure all their needs are met within reason. He's always willing to take constructive criticism and is an overall fair, if somewhat harsh at times leader. However, this personality hides a slightly more ruthless side underneath, being a businessman willing to bend the law to make as much money as possible, and before that, a mercenary willing to take almost any job, no matter how dangerous, for the right money. Though he has mellowed out somewhat since becoming CEO, he's still more than willing to manipulate people if he thinks it's for the greater good. He also really misses the mercenary life and will take almost any excuse for a good fight.

Backstory: Child to the moderately successful businessman Varus Sart, Sarus showed an eye for business from a young age (even by Volus standards), much to his parent's pride. Most of his life was fairly generic for a Volus, with one exception.

His uncle, Karul Olo, was one of the most respected and successful mercenaries in the terminus systems, and young Sarus found himself mesmerized by the heavily armed Volus vanguard's stories about guns, adventure, loose Asari women and ship explosions. Most of his family considered Karul somewhat of a black sheep, but their attempts to remove Sarus from his influence only made the young Volus more intrigued by the life. He began to train with firearms, approaching the challenge with the same vigor he originally had for business.

Several years of practice, and hearing about the Geth attack on the citadel, he finally gave into temptation and joined a mercenary band in the terminus systems. Despite the laughter had received at first, the group eventually came to respect and even fear him a little, after seeing him burn a blood pack Krogan alive with a firestorm. He became the group's leader, with other five hundred mercenaries working under him, his work in business allowing him to manage them to great effectiveness. It was at this point, shortly before the destruction of the alpha relay, he ran into Cerberus.

It was a simple job, break into a terrorist base and download what was on their computers. Instead, he found lists of several Cerberus financiers, including the heads of some very rich corporations. Unfortunately, he was unable to download the data before a Cerberus operative wiped it. He finished the job, and made a beeline back to Irune.

His family's outrage at his disappearance was replaced with uproar at what he had found. Most of them wanted to immediately give the information to the Turians, but with no proof beyond the word of a mercenary, they made a different decision.

The company took action, preparing for the day that the Cerberus financiers would be found out. Sure enough, a month after the destruction of the reapers, they were. N7 marines, STG operatives, and Blackwatch commandoes stormed multiple corporate holdings across the galaxy, causing mass panic in the stock markets. Sarus's family rode the storm, and eventually came out of it one of the richest corporate groups in the galaxy. Though some in Salarian intelligence and the Spectres have suspected (correctly) that the company had inside knowledge, they have been unable to prove anything beyond a junior member once being a mercenary.

Sarus's father died three years later of natural causes, and the board unanimously voted Sarus as the new CEO. Though Fel Futuristics continues to do well, Sarus can't help but remember some of the things he saw as a mercenary, and how inspired he felt towards heroes like Shepard, Archangel, and his uncle. Because of this, and realizing he isn't done with life yet, he has decided to put his personal fortune to good use...

Specialty: Soldier

Powers/Skills:

Adrenaline Rush
Shredder Ammo
Armor-Piercing Ammo
Tech Armor
Carnage
Flamer
Shield Boost
Stimulant Pack

Equipment:
Incredibly powerful and expensive Kinetic barriers

Reinforced Volus Survival Suit

His wealth and connections give him access to almost any gun in the galaxy, though he cant carry more than three at a time. His personal favorite selection is a Cerberus Harrier Assault Rifle, a N7 Valiant sniper rifle and a blood pack punisher Submachine Gun.

Omni Tool/Blade
Misc: Despite mostly having a desk job nowadays, he will take any chance to get back in the field, common sense be damned.

The Enforcer

Name: Laurence Kaylin

Race: Human

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance:

Armor (Stolen, of course)

Under the armor he has short, blond hair that has clearly been cut extremely haphazardly. His eyes are a vivid green, half his face is mostly scarred over and one eye is missing. Cybernetics weren't administered in time to minimize damage. He generally keeps a gaunt, haggard appearance. He would be handsome for a human, if he bothered to take care of himself.

Personality:
Laurence is vicious, confrontational, and reckless. Every piece of weaponry he has made has been for him and ONLY him, in his eyes (the small amount he gave to Saris is considered a temporary arrangement). He feels completely invincible in his armor and has yet to meet an opponent that his completely illegal technology is unable to defeat with ease. Whenever he finds technology he is unfamiliar with, he steals, cannibalizes, and duplicates it, as well as searches for a way he can use it. As a result, he has a taste for violence that would impress a Krogan. Despite all this, however, he takes his job seriously, if keeping the team alive is what it entails, then that's precisely what he is going to do. He has a tendency to think of himself as the smartest person in any room, and feels that the chattering idiots he meets don't precisely disprove that motion.

Backstory:
Laurence was born to colonists on their way from earth, to one of the new colonies that had popped up ever since the first contact war. Laurence doesn't remember which colony it was and doesn't particularly care. He's never made an effort to look. All he knows is, when he was seven, the colony, like so many others, came under attack by Batarian slave traders. The last thing he remembers of his family is being led into a cage with other children. He never saw them again.

Despite his youth, Laurence always liked technology, so spent a great deal of time taking things apart and putting them back together again, not worrying about the risk of electrocution. The slavers heard about this, and when he was nine decided to put him with several other slaves, making weaponry for the group. Most of it was knockoffs of Elkoss Combine weapons.

Despite his youth, Laurence knew what was going on around him. He knew that he would do this until the day he died, which would be soon if he didn't do a good job. Then, it hit him.

He proceeded to put every bit of his mental focus into making the most perfectly made, deadly weapons imaginable. He pushed himself to meet deadlines that slaves were forced to work, all the while doing this. The strain of it nearly killed him, but eventually, he was noticed.

The slavers immediately removed him from the sweatshop, and gave him his own workshop, telling him to create more and more different weapons, in the advanced style he had shown before. Sure enough, he did exactly as they asked, putting out any kind of weaponry they wanted.

Assault Rifles that could stop a Krogan, scoped pistols that could blow a head apart from almost a kilometer away, he did it all. The slavers were utterly delighted. Not only could they afford to arm themselves, but they could also sell his weaponry across the galaxy, making more money than slave trading ever could. Laurence eventually got his own slaves to work under him, all the while cranking out more weaponry.

By the time he was twelve, he finished his magnum opus, a Batarian-sized suit of colossus armor for the head slaver that could take missiles and not even slow down. Due to this gift, the slavers thought they had a kid who could make anything in their pocket. Eventually, they stopped guarding him, letting him do his own thing, not bothering to ask why he needed certain parts...

Six days before Laurence's 15th birthday, a Human Alliance frigate was spotted in the system. Laurence immediately armed the entire gang with the best weaponry he had ever made, and, as a personal favor, handed over one of his pet projects, a fully repaired M-920 Cain. The Alliance Marines landed on the planet, and the slavers were almost salivating at the thought of taking a cruiser after they wiped the humans out.

The M-920 cain was fired at the advancing forces...with the round proceeding to detonate in the chamber, killing ten Batarians and wounding a dozen more. All across the base, things went wrong. Weaponry exploded in their hands, Kinetic Barriers shorted out, Omni-Tools administered a fatal overload...to the user. The Marines arrived expecting a long, drawn-out fight, only to find dozens of wounded and dead slavers, the others attempting to fight back with knives and cheap, slave-made pistols. When they made it to the control center, they found a Batarian, in heavily customized colossus armor. It had locked the joints and vented burning coolant, burning the wearer alive in his own suit.

Such was the carnage, they almost didn't notice the teenager in the corner of the room, giggling quietly to himself, a fresh wound on his face the clear result of an Omni-blade. On his person were codes matching the signal that had brought the frigate there in the first place.

All the slaves on the planet were rescued, but the Alliance had heard and found examples of Laurence's work. Immediately, they planned to offer him a place in the alliance combat engineer program, only to be shut down immediately by higher-ups, who considered the boy a danger to just about anyone around him. No amounts of advanced weaponry were worth a potential psychotic running around the ship.

Laurence disagreed, and once arriving on earth, hacked his cell and vanished, stowing away on a freighter. For the next five years, he wandered the terminus systems. He worked with eclipse for a while (former buyers of his weaponry) but left one day, citing boredom. This is how he ended up on Omega. He had heard of it and thought it sounded perfect for someone like him. All the people to sell to, all the Asari women he liked, and all the Batarians he could shoot.

He remained for a while and was there for the Cerberus invasion. As a human, it barely affected him in the slightest, to the point he almost missed them when Aria T'loak and Commander Shepard forced them to withdraw. Bored of Omega, having to deal with some anti-human backlash, and hearing good things about the Illium nightlife, he planned to find a spaceship to stow away on. Instead, he found Saris Fen.
He had done a few jobs with the Volus's mercenary company before the reaper war, to the point the Volus offered him a permanent position, as his right-hand man and personal enforcer. Laurence was unsure at first but gave in when seeing the paycheck, as well as the fact he was working for someone who liked killing almost as much as he did. Since then, he has been loyal to Fen, to the point of strangling an Asari who attempted to bribe him into betraying Fen to the eclipse. Even so, he believes Saris's plan to be naive and somewhat pointless, believing that things will go back to the way they were, no matter how much good the group does.

Specialty: Engineer/Demolisher

Powers/Skills: Laurence's weaponry and armor are on par with the weaponry used by the Spectres. He uses the strength of his armor to carry multiple weapons at a time, making sure he never goes into a fight without something for every occasion. He also makes use of drones and turrets, both of which he modifies to deliver more powerful shots, at the risk of burning themselves out.

Adrenaline Rush
Sentry Turret (often several at once)
Multi-Frag Grenade
Incinerate
Overload
Attack Drone (armed with missiles)
Flamer
Stimulant Pack

Equipment:
A heavily modified version of the N7 Paladin Armour, that he stripped the biotic amps out of to amplify his Omni tool and inject him with Stimulants in the middle of a fight, also removing the shield function to allow him to carry more weapons at a time.

Almost any gun in the galaxy, ranging from M7-Predators to Kishock Harpoon Guns. He keeps his armory on Saris Fen's ship and is always looking for weaponry to add and/or modify. He has recently had trouble with finding Quarian weapons such as the arc pistol and Reegar carbine. He also only has the N7 crusader and Hurricane. He has had no luck finding the other two, nor the typhoon or Valkyrie, which utterly infuriates him. He can't find any good Geth stuff either, though he is uncharacteristically hesitant to use a gun that might have an AI inside it.

Two overcharged Omni-Tools. In close quarters, he prefers to use the electric omni-claw so popular with infiltrators, on both his hands. He is also partial to the Batarian Enforcement Gauntlet (Ironically)

Misc: Despite the unholy amount of firepower he carries at all times, he has never received any formal marksmanship training beyond a few lessons from Fen. As a result, he's a surprisingly bad shot. It's unwise to point this out to his face.

Noble Arms - The ASEAN War [Moved to New Thread]

@Renny, approval from me too.

Mechwarrior: Disposable Heroes

Raven Rivers

We might actually win this, Raven thought as he charged, the enemy fire either missing or 'plinking' off his Mech's armor as said Mech ran at full tilt towards the enemy position. "DIE, ASSHOLES!" he shouted loudly as days of pent-up tension finally released themselves, and he began to fire at the Striker already firing at him with his autocannon, hoping to perforate it in a few shots. Once that was done, he'd look for the nearest Laser turret or emplacement and fire a short-ranged missile or a spray of autocannon shots at it so that it won't be able to stop the Infantry force once they make their raid on the depot.

He made sure to be in a position where, once the convoy was flushed out, he can cut off its line of retreat as per Ingrid's orders; hopefully he had not misunderstood them. Either way, Raven tried to be meticulous as he took out anything which can concievably be Anti-Infantry, counting on Arroxy and his asshole crew (he still cannot forget the words said against the people of Espia) plus Marit and her Archer to take down the remaining Striker and Scorpion plus distract the defenders from how he was deliberately targeting the Laser turrets...

Royal Rumble: Rumble over the Heavens

Thanks @Dezuel. And I'm sure I will enjoy, the premise is pretty interesting and enjoyable.

About the Discord, can I join in even if I'm not approved? If yes, I'll gladly jump in.

@MagusDream

I asked the GMs, but they have not answered yet. However, there are a few non-players on the Discord, so...

Royal Rumble: Rumble over the Heavens

So, is there anything that I need to explain, fix, or delete about Lambda, Kurogane and Zephyr? If not, can I move them to the CS tab or not yet?

@MagusDream

Perhaps ping the GMs?