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6 yrs ago
You can find me on discord if you so wish~
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6 yrs ago
Sorry about my lack of appearances. At this point Im taking a much needed hiatus from here after 5 long years. Not sure when I'll be back, but it won't be for awhile... sorry about that... : (
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6 yrs ago
Revenge of the 5th has always been a thing tho...
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6 yrs ago
Do not forget about the GOD DAMN bacon.
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6 yrs ago
Once upon a time, I used to cheer for May the 4th... now I cry with disappointment. *Except Clone Wars S7 and the Mandalorian - they are awesome*
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@Suku All good :) No worries there.
At last, I finally posted!






Location: Inside Sentinel HQ
Interacting With: @smarty0114Archangel, @Argetlam350Scorn, @ScarifarMamba, @BlueAjahElla


"A life like that ssoundss really exxciting. I almosst wish I had a life like that. Oh well," Belinda remarked to Jeanne's story "Anyway, I ssuppose it'ss only fair that I tell you the sstory of my life, too."

But before she could say anything, the group happened to be interrupted AGAIN by another person, Ella to be precise. Ok, this was really taking the piss for the Pirate Queen. And boy, what a time will she have indeed with Ella

“Hello, mate! Since we’re all waiting around, shall I tell you a joke?” Jeanne was preparing to respond to her, but regardless she didn't have the chance as Ella continued speaking. “This one gets people every time. Okay, why can’t bicycles stand up on their own?” She paused for a few moments, leaving the group figure out the answer.

"Oi yoi," Jeanne sighs quickly, "What's the answer, Flah?"

“They’re two tired!”

As Ella broke out in high pitched laughter, all the Pirate Queen did was sigh annoyingly and covers her face. Of all the jokes, why must it be the most cringiest of them all?

"Oi," she thinks to herself, "Why ya have to take the piss with such a joke? Ya might be a fine thing, but damn ya must also be hammered for all I know... Gone in the head I tell ye!"

Thankfully the voice of another important person saved her and the others from more cringeworthy jokes...









Location: Sentinel HQ Meeting Room
Interacting With: @smarty0114Archangel, @LugubriousFaust (notices), @BlueAjahElla, @ScarifarSergeant, @Jin Of ManaZues, etc


“Oh! My name’s Ella! It’s a pleasure to meet you, Creatrix! I look forward to future dance battles!”

"Indeed." the Ex-Sentinel responds with a robotic 'wink' as he then scanned around the area.

While also sitting Aleksander down, Creatrix also happens to see Fraust come into the room. Yet another robot huh? This one looked like an ex-criminal as well, like Scorn and perhaps Fortress, but regardless he also says nothing as something else happens to grab his attention. The deep voice announces the presence of yet another old friend, but not just any friend. This was the old Ex-Sentinel leader, Archer O'Conner, otherwise known as Archangel. As soon as he spoke, Creatrix gave him his full undivided attention, for he must have some important information.

And indeed he did.

It appears as if they were going on an important mission. Local spies had identified three major terrorist groups that were going to a meeting at the La Tremoille hotel in one hour. Of course, the objective was rather simple. Basically it was to keep them from negotiating and so on. But one thing that seemed to struck out from the rest, was basically to kill them, 'to leave no one alive.' While Creatrix was no stranger to killing bad guys for self-defense in war, something about this seemed different. He wasn't sure what, but regardless it could be for his long retirement and perhaps he simply needs to get used to it again.

As Archangel finishes the mission, others had questions about it. 'How credible is this source?' 'are all of us going on this mission?' 'what makes them so special that they need all of us to deal with them?' 'What is the size of their forces, and what weapons are they carrying?' and so on.

Creatrix would've probably asked one of the same questions so he simply kept quiet about it. He also looks at the files that regard to each criminal record and terrorist group. Some of these members looked incredibly monstrous, like the one codenamed "Kronos". To him, he looked a bit familiar. But of course, what did he know exactly?

After the questions were thrown out, Archangel simply answered them all, while also adding that he wouldn't participate in it. Creatrix missed the days when his old team went out on these missions with him. Those were indeed some good times. But regardless, it was time for he and the other Ex-Sentinels to be in charge at most, considering they had the most experience with this work. Even of course it was about 13 years since they've done their last one. The robot then suggests something to Archangel.

"I suggest this," he states to Archangel, "Since you won't be partaking on the mission, perhaps us Ex-Sentinel's can lead them. After all, we've worked under you back in the day.

At that time he points to all the old ex-members of the group; Zeus, Sergeant, and the like.

"Also, considering the fact that we're dealing with three individual terrorist groups, with all heading to the exact location, perhaps we split into three groups, lead by one of us previous members, and take them out separately. That way we can all partake in the mission, but be spread out to not gain too much attention and have leaders to lead the new recruits out."
I'll be posting in a bit.
@LmpkioI would but I'm about to go to DC for the weekend without access to a computer. It'll be best to some how write me out or something, maybe Egoist had some business contract or sponsership she suddenly had to go to or something.

Sorry ^^'


Np. We can say she went with the flow with what's going on. Just wondering what was up. Thanks for letting us know. :)
Hmmmmmm... @ClocktowerEchos are you going to make a post soon? Looks like we've been briefed on our first mission at hand. Once questions have been answered I think we'll be jumping into our first mission.
@Leslie Hall So uh, are you gonna post for Rosalina since Nolan lef or should I post Saya?

(Also, character accepted in Heroes Rise RP btw)
roleplayerguild.com/users/sueunjihyun37

Just as he made the account.

Also this guy who just started spamming: roleplayerguild.com/users/cheun143
I think I'll wait a little longer before I make my post. I'll just let a few others do so and then I'll do it.






Location: Inside Sentinel HQ
Interacting With: @Argetlam350Scorn, @ScarifarMamba, @LokiLeo789Dunkmaster


"Nicce to meet'cha both, Sscorn and Jay," Belinda said with quite the emphasis of the s' sound "My name'ss Belinda. I have a lasst name, but I don't really like to use it anymore. I have another name I do go by, though I apparently have quiiiite the bounty on my head for that reputation, and I mean like telephone numberss big. Long sstory. Anyway, why are you two joining the Ssentinelss? You wouldn't exactly be the firsst thing to come to my mind when I think of "hero"."

Looks like Scorn will reply first to that statement.

"Pleasure to meet both of you," Scorn said once names were exchanged ",As for how I came to be wrapped into this well my choices were rather simple. Either I get to rot in my small enclosed cell or I can get a chance of redemption by helping in this program. As you can see I choose the later. So no more playing bad girl for me it seems even if I could wiggle my way out I have nothing to return to so I'm stuck but better here then a cell. But the past is the past, better to focus on the now. God it's so good to stretch again. Years cramped in that miserable cell and you forget the little things in life."

Ah so Scorn was a criminal. Good to know. At least it seems like she's changing her ways, which is always jolly and good. Now it was time for Jeanne's turn.

"Well," the pirate begins speaking, "As for me, it was more or less of a private invitation. You see I~"

Unfortunately for her however, she would get interrupted again by someone else, that person being that black guy she saw earlier. A silent sigh of annoyance brittled her mind as she keeps herself quiet.

"Sorry to interrupt, I'm Zeke, reporter for Action News. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation and become curious. Scorn, is it? What makes you so special as a convict, that you were specifically chosen. I mean, there has to be worse inmates then you?"

Oh so he's appearantly a reporter? Oi yoi, this is gonna take awhile.

"Perhaps but who ever thinks the innocent skull girl could do such cruel things? But if you are really curious, I'm a manipulator of shadows. I use them to teleport around or for some more, nefarious little games I enjoy. How many convicts you think can do that? I know of none. Perhaps they did ask others before they ended on little me, but I'm the only one willing enough to actually give the goody girl facade a try and perhaps one of the few without any ties to go back to on the outside. No reason to run off during some important mission..."

Then Zues happened to give off a speech of his very own.

"Rousing speech." Scorn replied sarcastically as he finished.

Oh was it time for Jeanne to finally speak? About bloody time too. As she coughs to herself a bit, she decides to tell her new friends about her story.

"As I was going to say, before I got interrupted," Jeanne says politely as possible as she ebgins her story, "I happened to get in here through a private invitation by the Paladins. You see, back during the War aaaages ago, my crew happened to encounter one of those large bloody Entente patrol ships out in the Mediterranean. I think it was Russian, I don't remember. And well, my crew, my father was actually the captain at the time. So appearantly we were all in some no-boat zone and we were forced to leave. Now, knowing us lot, we tried to act innocent and explain what we were doing, buuuut of course, they didn't want to listen to us those hardneck hooligans. So there was a fight. Long story short, my father got shot, one in the gut and one in the noggin, but we were still able to seize and plunder the ship. Got me a nice carbon sword from them too. And it was that point where I became captain. After the war, we found out that they had some sort of superweapon that was being tested, which thankfully was destroyed before it could target any major targets. So, to top off the ending, I was then captain, lived off being a mercenary, mostly for the Paladins, and the next thing you know, I get invited here. So yeah, just pullin' up my socks again for a new day now. Can't say I'm not excited!"

Yup. That was a story coming from Jeanne the Pirate Queen herself. And oh, does she have plenty more stories she'd love to tell as well.









Location: Sentinel HQ Meeting Room
Interacting With: @Jin Of Mana Zues (Listening), @SaarebasAleksander, etc


As Zues spoke his speech, Creatrix watched and listened closely.

"I don't want to seem obnoxious... We have quite a lovely bunch of misfits here. And i'd be a liar if I said it didn't strike memories of my first time stepping into one of these HQ's. Even if i was more dragged in....." Upon finishing his remark, Theo's focus or mask's direction aimed at Scorn.

The robot, despite being more in the middle, could tell whom he was looking at. Was he somehow dragged in by who appeared to be some ex-criminal? Regardless, that's a question he'd ask later, latting his old-time friend continue.

"But, despite the memories, lets get this show on the road. As sad as it may be for the Sentinels, or the impression it gives. I need proving this is worth coming out of retirement... Retirement is garbage. But it's better than hell, which exactly what my last term, or better yet war, with the Sentinels was. We may have won, but I still lost, like many others, during those battles. Things which can never be won back..."

Creatrix can feel the pain that Zues felt. That amongst all the other losses. It was a real pain to loose someone you held close, especially during battle. However, one must stand strong, not to let that get in the way of serving one's duty. His brother would most likely have been proud of him rejoining the Sentinels indeed. But before he could talk to him again, it appeared someone else had entered the stage. In fact, it was so prominant, a massive shadow could be seen over the table. Creatrix couldn't help but to look behind him and see a massive person infront of him.

"Greetings." He would start with, offering a slight bow of his head, before continuing. "I am Alekander Kurchatov."

It was then when Creatrix's mind clicked. Was he who he thought he was? Was he part of the Entente's Golliath experiments? The one they call... "Megaton"? He only remembers reading about the experiments in a private file after the war. Taking newborn infants, the Entente commited experiments unspeakable to even mention aloud. Various assortments of chemical, mechanical, and psychological augmentations were applied to the subjects in the hopes of yeaning the perfect solider, which took dozens upon dozens of failures in the form of the subjects becoming completely mad and insatiable killing machines. It appears as if Mr. Kurchatov was one of the few "successes", or perhaps the only success, whom with his eye, Creatrix seemed to have identified heaps of gamma radiation that had been pumped into his body. He must have an incredible assortment of strength to punch through almost anything, or worse. He hasn't seen pictures or heard audio files of Megaton before, not even when coming to his real name, but he only heard of the code name. And if indeed he is that same person, one must indeed be wary of his wrath...

Regardless, he didn't want or even dare to ask, speak, or think anything regarding those past events. Instead, he also nods his head as he steps far to the right to let him though.

"Ah, Добро пожаловать , г-н Курчатов," Creatrix greets in Russian, literally meaning, "Welcome, Mr Kurchatov. Please, take a seat."
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