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Current Two days ago, Noble Arms is indisputably four years old, spread out across three threads, and the third thread is still ongoing and about to reach the endgame...
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19 days ago
Can't believe that I actually got an RP close to its endgame, btw...
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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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2 mos ago
New Interest Check, everybody!
2 mos ago
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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Noble Arms - The ASEAN War

In the twilight of World War II, magic became real, yet scarce. This source of this magic, the Noble Arm, was the rare ability to conjure up a supernatural weapon that can defy the laws of physics, a weapon bound to the user's mind and soul; summoned by their will into reality. For reasons that are still unexplainable despite years of research, Noble Arms only take the form of weapons from before the First World War, however, despite the antiquity of these forms, the power they bear to the battlefield is unlike anything modern technology has been able to produce.

  • The ability to manipulate the elements to the user's will.
  • Forces that can reduce matter down to atoms in seconds.
  • The strength to withstand the explosion of a nuclear missile.


All of these powers, and more wondrous and terrifying abilities, come with Noble Arms. Thus, the ones who bear them, the Arms Masters, are sought after by countries all around the world. Where once the strength of a country was decided by the technological strength of its Army, it is now judged by the power of its Arms Masters.

But this state of affairs has produced sadness and strife; the world was just not prepared for the possibility of superhumans, people who just by existing, challenge the notion of equality between men. And so Arms Masters and Normal Humans lived in an uneasy state of coexistence, with radicals on both sides wishing to shatter the peace and dominate one another.

Then, in the early decades of the 21st Century, from the years 2019 to 2022, the status quo shattered again, with three groups of beings, only one of them claiming to be part of Humanity as it is now, manifesting the ability to give Noble Arms to those who once lacked them, albeit under conditions which appeal only to the desperate. These factions, known as "The Big Three", are:



Their machinations have swept the old divisions out of the water, destroying the fragile order of the world as apocalyptic warfare breaks out all over it. China, once held at bay by the ASEAN countries, has rearmed and mustered an army of Arms Masters through vile procedures and is preparing to overrun Southeast Asia. The Philippines, once a bulwark against Chinese expansion, even elected a Pro-Chinese President, who used a loophole in the Constitution banning a second term as President but not Vice President to run for the latter position, then assassinate the person who did become President, only to have his nefarious actions found out and lead to his overthrow and replacement by a 'Government of National Salvation'.

However, the previous President's loyalists established a rival Government and invited China's armies and fleets in, alarming the other nations in the region. One thing led to another and the region was now engulfed in war.

We all live in interesting times...

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All right; I've tried running Noble Arms, TheHangedMan's RP idea, several times now, and tried to add my own spin on it once before. Now, I am trying again with my darkest RP yet.

This is a game where you play ASEAN (Association of Southeast Asian Nations) or ASEAN-allied folk (US and European Volunteers) as OCs and China is the enemy. These OCs/PCs will be part of one group, Task Force Obsidian, whose goals are to act as one unit to engage in operations against China's People's Liberation Army and its assets while defending ASEAN's own.

There will be both adult and child soldiers as Noble Arms are not selective and the situation is just that desperate. You are not limited to Arms Masters; people who use their own skills and technology are permitted as well.

Addendum: I always planned for this to be a difficult, challenging campaign with a little bit of scariness, but which will ultimately bring out the OCs' and players' smarts while punishing acting like a stereotypical action hero. And by that, do stupid stuff, get difficulties. Play things smart, use common sense, and cooperate with others while using your powers in interesting ways (a lesson I myself was forced to learn a few months ago), and you guys get rewards, including but not just limited to victories.

And now, the meat of the lore.















OOC Discussion Discord


Deuel Akakios (Transformed)

In a flash of light, Deuel had pulled his sword out and slashed at the Ursa Major's left chest; the blade cut through and caused a shower of black blood that glittered with small starry flecks, causing the ursine creature to roar loudly, this time in pain, and swat at Deuel, who simply put up a barrier of hard light around his body that the bear's claws bounced off. There was a blank look in his eyes, as though the youth was doing this from muscle memory and learned responses, but that faded quickly as some steel returned to his gaze, and he lifted up his left hand to blast the Ursa Major with a beam of burning light.

Then, as though testing the limits of his powers, he looked at the blasted bear, held out his left palm outwards, then said, "Ignite! May the Stars on you light up!"

And the glowing stars that lit up various points of the Ursa Major's body lit up, causing the bear to trash around in pain, rolling all over the jungle clearing's floor, kicking up soil and dirt, before it finally collapsed to the ground, exhausted, bleeding, and smoking.

It was then that some compassion returned to the young man's face, as he walked closer to the now-scared bear, and holding out his open palm, began to shine with a softer light, a soothing glow that caused the whimpering animal to quiet down as its wounds and burns sealed themselves. Then it coughed.

What did it cough out? Black and purple chunks of flesh, blood and bile, but not one that was dotted with small stars; rather, it looked like several small tumors that resembled that seen in an Anti-Smoking advertisement that wriggled around like worms or maggots.

Basil the Ermine

"It's The Corruption!" Basil explained, albeit a little unhelpfully until he continued, "It's basically a magical disease that makes animals - And a few sapient beings - more aggressive and attack people out of the blue, as well as slowly causes them to rot inside! It's been spreading at an unnatural rate; it's probably the Enemy Entity's work. However, that is the reason we summoned you guys - To hopefully find out how we can stop it and its master! However, it seems that this is the actual first time someone's been able to purge it from a creature..."

He then saw Deuel scorch the spat-out mass of corruption with another beam of light, burning it to ashes. Then, without his prompting, the young man de-transformed back to a normal human in his swimwear and rubber sandals, before he turned towards Basil, eyes lifted upwards in obvious distress as he said...



Deuel Akakios

"Basil..." Deuel was trying to suppress a rise in tone and the anger that caused it, "You could have caused a rift between me and my friends. You made Niles leave. Who knows what could be happening to him now?"

He was breathing hard, all the while knowing that, "He's not going to return any time soon; I know him. He's probably going to avoid me like the plague because of what you said, Basil."

I know I lost Niles, maybe even when confessing my love to him. He doesn't like me that way; he might barely tolerate me. I scared him off and made him uncomfortable.

Turning towards Chesi, Deuel spoke to the Dolphin, "Do you know where the nearest town is? Or city? We can't just stay here, even with powers. We need food, water, new clothes... And cash. Are you and the others working with the local King to summon us and if so, does that mean we can stay in the Royal Palace?"

Urien's Mech:



Laurence/Laurent's Mech:

@Blitzyboi, thanks, but the current thread is ended.
@Jeremiah, sorry to double-post, but if an RP is 7 to 8 years old, then it has probably stopped being active and is dead.
We have decided to end the current thread on Roleplayer Guild due to most players having left due to IRL work and other factors.
IC Thread for the Noble Arms RP
Hi! Yep. The title says it. New kid on the block! I’m XxArronax, but please, call me Arro. Rp has been my passion since I was a kid and I took a long break from it when I hit high school. Maybe... ten years ago- jeez that’s long. Anyway! I digress! Trying to get back into rp now that I’ve found time again, please bear with me. :D


Happy to see someone rekindling old passions; can't wait to find out what you're interested in.
Character Name: Laurence Collinsworth (Laurent Helreach)

Callsign: Deutragonist.

Sex/Gender: Male/Male.

Race & Species: Human (Half-Creel).

Age: 18.

Appearance:


Demeanour: He's happy with his life, happy with Sanctuary, and happy with his boyfriend, Urien Sanctus, whom he loves and respects dearly. Deep in his heart, Laurence suppresses the ambitious feelings common to all Creel or Creel-blooded, finding them a taint that reminds him of his mother, whom he hates and fears and who only carried him to term on a whim, seeking a pawn whom she can use to embed a dagger inside Sanctuary. He is ambivalent to his birth father as well, who smuggled him into Sanctuary, then realized that he can use 'Laurent' to claim the Imperial Throne, or at least foment civil war inside the nation that had enslaved him. For what it's worth, he sees Urien's parents as more worthy of love than his' own are, and hopes to call them in-laws one day.

Personal History: Even the Empress of the Creel had her whims and pleasures, and plenty of slaves to attend to her. Before she became Empress, she allowed herself to become pregnant by one of them, hoping to use the resulting child as her private weapon and assassin, to be trained as an agent against their enemies. The slave she used, however, found out about her plan and as revenge, escaped with the baby as soon as he was born and named, and more importantly, took a 'Claimant Box', one of the relics of the Imperial Family used to provide some order to challenges for the throne, with him. This slave managed to escape to Sanctuary, where he found asylum, but not a true home; that can wait for when the child grew up, his own dagger into the heart of the enemy's nation.

For the first few years, Laurent was raised by his father, who taught him how to read, write, do sums, and the basics of politeness and courtesy. But as the boy grew up, the father turned to drink and drugs and Sanctuary's child protective services stepped in as quick as lightning, putting him into foster care with the Sanctus Family. There, Laurent found love and affection and people to care about; Oswald and Elaine Sanctus and their son Urien, plus Urien's little sister, Beatrice/Betty. Urien, his light and love, and also the darkness that was benign, the night of sleep and security. He would protect them from anything; he vowed, and when Urien grew up and joined the military, he followed.

In the intervening time, he found out from his birth father that he was the son of the Empress of the Creel, and was given the 'Claimant Box' that had been stolen a long time before from the enemy's treasury. A long-suppressed fire began flickering inside him, kept from burning out of control only because of what could happen to Urien and his adopted home...

Special Skills:

Swordsmanship - Laurence/Laurent knows how to fight with a sword as a proper duelist would; this is important if he is to earn the respect of his future opponents, and hopefully, subjects.

Oratory - Laurence/Laurent is good at public speaking, at playing into an audience's feelings and thoughts, and changing that audience's crowd and mood to the direction he desires.

Pyroknesis (Minor) - Laurence/Laurent can light small fires, up to a campfire-sized blaze, with his thoughts and mind alone. Useful for survival out in the countryside.

Personal Weapons & Gear:

- The standard gear and the PADD.
- A Red Macaw Keychain given to him by Urien's little sister, Beatrice.
- A Civilian PADD containing video games, e-books, and other means of amusement; all potentially classified information is kept out.
- The 'Claimant Box', is a small cube containing the Coat of Arms of the Helreach Family that only opens when fed with the blood of someone with their DNA. This box transmits a signal to the Imperial Capital, announcing not just the existence of the person who fed it with their blood and their genetic credentials, but also that they are claiming the Imperial Throne; a challenge that no member of the Imperial Family can deny. To use this box is an irrevocable step, not just for Laurence/Laurent, but for his allies.

@Silverwind Blade
So, are there any more characters forthcoming and any other interest and activity?

Everyone seemed pretty keen over on the interest check, but now the OOC is up... it all seems a bit dead.

I'll wait another few days, but if there's nothing else happening and no further activity, then I'm probably going to call the game dead, because it's been almost a week and there's been no real activity, and I'd be expecting at least some kind of engagement and activity at this point.

Admittedly, I have been on holiday, but at the same time; there's only so much I can do to stir up hype. I've posted the OOC, I've posted a wealth of information on the setting and background, and I've posted my own character as an example so...


I've been trying to free up time for my second OC, but I've been distracted trying to recruit for my own.
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