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11 days ago
Current 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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1 mo ago
New Interest Check, everybody!
1 mo 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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2 mos ago
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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2 mos ago
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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I go by Cleveraptor and I'm here to RP. Been writing since I was a lad in the mid-2000s, and as one might assume from my name, I didn't grow out of my fascination with dinosaurs as I got older, and it was only bolstered by series like Carnosaur, Jurassic Park and craploads of SyFy Original movies. Other than that, my interests include cryptozoology, fantasy, and science fiction (especially sci-fi horror). Suffice to say that I love monster media, be it Xenomorphs and Yautja, Graboids, or kaiju like Gamera and the King of the Monsters Godzilla. Recently I've been rediscovering my love of anime, and as long as it's not mainstream like Dragon Ball or Attack on Titan, I'll generally give it a watch.

Glad to be here. Hope we can be friends.


Same; also... Does Seven Knights Revolution: Hero Successor count as not mainstream to you?
Mission Three - Assault on Jinghong Dam

Jinghong Dam - 10/25/2022, 22:00 UTC+8

It was 22:00, aka 11 PM, one hour till midnight, in the New Moon. Yet the stars were giving way to the light of premature dawn as bright orange wisps of superheated gas began spinning together in the sky just above the chain, rolling themselves into a nebula, then a consolidated proto-star, and then, as Myron hurriedly took off his night vision goggles, a brilliant artificial Sun that revealed all of their faces to the full view of the person behind the bunker window to their left. As Noel cursed his luck, Huo Ren glared at all of them and said, "Where is Nico Makri?"

Myron was already snarking back, "Out of your reach, you obsessive scumbag. Nice to see the reports are right that your priorities are skewed. Now please withdraw and give back the prisoners you took or we'll shoot; we have a plan to get rid of you."

It was daylight, yet it should not be. Right now, the skies were lit, rendering Noel's trump cards useless but also exposing just who or what was rendering them such. They needed to get rid of Huo Ren, but how would that be possible when the riverbanks were brimming with mundane troops, hidden behind sandbags and trenches dug on the dried riverbanks on each side of the shrunken stream? Noel Alonso could see red dots on his hands and the others could see one on his head; he'd reckon. With just one signal, Huo Ren could order these people, who had Anti-Materiel Rifles, to fire, and even their enhanced physiques would not be enough to withstand such an assault... Wait, they had Qingshe.

Even as Noel saw that beyond the sandbags, there were mortars, recoilless rifles, rocket and grenade launchers, and even light artillery, he smirked as he knew that although Lei Qingshe had a habit of just holding back and letting the group do things on their own, Huo Ren didn't necessarily know that. And Myron grasped that truth too when he followed up with, "Don't throw your lives away now; you know who we brought."

He turned to see Huo Ren grin and say, "You're not hiding behind that snake's nonexistent coattails; you forget who worked with her for a long time."

The shadows below shrank as the artificial sun rose higher, to deter any intervention from Lotus Squadron or allied air forces; if it rose high enough, it could act as its own Anti-Aircraft asset that was itself airborne. But as Huo Ren concentrated on keeping his constructed star flying, there was a flicker of inattention in his eyes as he raised his brow.

A decisive blunder on his part; Noel just needed to distract him so that the others could act, assuming that Cristina, Henri, and Marta would work together with Ernesto and Nil to form a plan to take out Huo Ren so that Noel could unleash his Noble Arm's strongest power. And he knew just how to do that, assuming that he guessed Huo Ren's reason for wanting Nico Makri here right...

"Hey," Noel blurted out, breaking the moment's silence, "You know that I'm eighteen now, right? Why inquire after Nico Makri's whereabouts when quite frankly, I'm a better target? After all, he managed to defeat you, but I managed to slay Tian Fei. That and I can fight as hard as he could, should it come to a one-on-one between us..."

Be vague, Noel, be vague, said the eighteen-year-old to himself. Don't vomit at the very thought of getting his attention.

Huo Ren raised an eyebrow, and looking at his face showed that he was no longer thinking about the battle, that he was successfully distracted, and that he was holding back the troops under his command, as well as his own artificial sun's beams. He then smirked, and said in a light, giddy tone, "You know I only want to fight as a prelude to capture; I prefer to hunt down my targets, not to have them delivered pre-processed. But yes, I will force you to surrender; I will not have you hand yourself over to me, Noel Alonso - You know that won't be any fun..."

His eyes were no longer focused on the battlefield, where more troops were driving in under the cover of Armored Personnel Carriers; three of them for each bank of the river and each carrying a complement of Chinese Marines. Which side would squander their advantage first?

@Lewascan2@Gerlando@Nimbus@QJT@Amidatelion@Digmata@Chiro
Welcome back.
Raven Rivers

"I don't give a shit about what you're going to do if we're dead," Raven responded to the Crimson Fists' threats with a general statement of fact, "...Because we're not dying. I'll stuff your ashes into the Fire Witch's nose myself, though; give her our regards."

His mech walked down the mountain then, before halting at the end of the bridge, close to Arroxy but not too close, and aiming the Autocannon it had to fire at 'Bing-Bong' across the ravine, denting the Hunchback's center torso armor before following up with a Medium Laser that just barely missed, but was followed up by a volley of short-range missiles that did hit the left leg and right torso. Then he shot another volley of Long Range Missiles at a different target; the Panther, scoring a straight hit at its right leg.

"You know, Honk-Honk," Raven pointedly ignored Bing-Bong as he hailed the Panther's Pilot, "I am tired of people pretending to be the only sane man in a bunch of lunatics when they are themselves fully complicit in their comrades' crimes. Or are they even your comrades at this point? I can't wait for you to flash back to your oh-so-miserable life and hype yourself up to believe that you had no other choice or that your choices were right or you had your own loved ones or a greater cause to uphold. I was tempted to care for your excuses for a moment, but right now, grieve for yourself - actions have consequences."

He then addressed all of the enemy, "We will grind you down to dust, Crimson Fists. Then we will take everything you have, including the machines you used to slaughter so many innocent people."

A seething hiss then entered his tone as the heat sinks absorbed the heat of his volley, and he continued, "You know, I sympathize with this planet's people. I despised the Capellans' treatment of them before you made things so much worse. I don't blame them for your actions, for the actions of the current regime, but I do have to say that it takes such a dried-up heart to willingly become pawns of... something much larger without regard to them."

"Now for the bad news," he continued. "While inspecting and disarming the nuke for safe storage, our crew found the serial numbers of the warhead. Its registry number marks it as having last been shipped as part of a group of three. So while the Heavenly Sword may not have any more armored-up land trains, it's very likely they have two more nukes on the planet. It also means their story of being Espian radicals simply loyal to House Liao is just as bogus as the holovid characters the Crimson Fists are pretending to be. They're being funded by someone with deep pockets and no regard for the survival of this planet."


Flashing back to that moment, Raven smiled and as the enemy no doubt began to counterattack, he spoke, "Puppets dancing on a string; resigned to be nothing more. They throw away all hopes of stirring awake, used to being catpaws to the point where they no longer dream of being able to make their own choices. I pity you all."

That cut deeper than any knife or threat, right?

In Hi hi 3 yrs ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Hey I am 18 year old, m, I have tried rp a few times before but I have experience writing stories so I think my writing skills will translate to role plays too. I am interested in trying out different kind of role play as I don't have any specific interests as of now.


I have a Roleplay; would you like to see the link?
Raven Rivers

Raven took the shot Ziska had made so much easier for him, and his five LRMs streaked through the air, each one striking the enemy Firestarter and causing explosions that bloomed across the area, cracking the armor of the enemy's right torso. Then he hailed the Crimson Fists over open comms, his voice firmer, calmer, and yet somehow more fiery than when he had lost his cool during their first fight.

"Ha! For all your bluster and shit-talking, you are no match for the originals, the one and only Green Knights! You spoke with my voice yet you know nothing of what true grief, true despair was! Now face judgment; for today is the day you will know what it is like to lose hope, to have what you love be taken away from you!"

For Katrina, for Andrew, for everyone in Fort Tie Shan, Raven thought to himself as he watched the Firestarter suffer under the impact of the Green Knights' blows before remarking, "But what you guys love are your lives, aren't they? That and coin? You have no families, none whom you love more than your skin and dirty money, otherwise you would not take advantage of a grieving father's words!."

The rise in pitch was strategic, both sincere yet played up to hit as hard as it could as Raven continued, "If you won't bring out the Fire Witch to be burnt at the stake, dance for me! You will all make fine entertainment for our folk trapped in Fort Tie Shan, as well as the relatives of the folk you set on fire - So dance for our amusement... One. Last. Time!"

Now despair, rage, plead... Or try and fail to get under our skins even as you perish. Hopefully, the Devil won't take care of his own... Not today.

Welcome!
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I'm not particularly skilled or experienced in group RPs, but I wouldn't mind giving it a try!


I might have a roleplay, then:

Noble Arms: The ASEAN War - Second Thread
@yupmackerel, are you okay with Group RPs?
@Deide, Approval One will be given, but there is one spelling error in your bio.

After calling the authorities and explaining the incident, Ernesto was brought to a recruiter who,after explaining what happened, asked him if he wanted to help the world against people like the Downward descend.


This one.

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