Roadhog listened to Junkrat's attempt at bargaining with a small grin. He was at least trying his best, but sixty-five to thirty-five split wasn't going to work. However, Roadhog knew that nothing was going to change Junkrat's mind unless he was offered something as great as money. And what would an wanted man want the most in the world besides money? Protection. Roadhog knew that Junkrat was tired of running away, but it was the only option available. Until now. When Junkrat was finished talking, Roadhog just shook his head and said only two words.
"Fifty-fifty."
Then, he silently walked back to his motorcycle to retreat a map that he kept inside the glove compartment. After a moment of walking and grabbing the map, Roadhog opened it up and set it down on the seat as he signaled Junkrat to come here. Assuming that Junkrat was listening behind, most likely confused or upset, Roadhog pointed at an empty spot within the Outback. It was actually the site of a blimp that was unfortunately caught in the blast wave of the Omnum explosion. Dozens of crew members and wealthy passengers were killed when the blimp crash landed in the Outback. And the survivors were retrieved and sent to a hospital away from the contaminated Outback.
Now, the site became a place for thieves that kidnapped tourists and turned them into slaves. Nobody in the Outback wouldn't mind if that place was finally wipeoff the map. However, Roadhog didn't care about the tourists. He cared about the amount of the supplies and gear collected from the outside world. Getting stuff from the outside world was too costly to visit a black market. And given that Roadhog was a wanted man, the black market wasn't an option any more.
He was still looking at the map when he said, "There's a wreck blimp that's being used to keep some of the tourists. We go there, attack it, and gather anything valuable and useful to us."
🇮🇳🇹🇷🇴🇩🇺🇨🇹🇮🇴🇳 Hello everyone! I'm a nineteen year old male college student living in California. I am also looking into doing a double major for my favorite subjects: History and English. Currently, I am studying at my local community college because it can guarantee me a spot at any university within the state. The main reason why I am on this site is to improve my writing and to do something interesting. Besides writing and reading, I love to draw and play video games. I hope that you will message me soon and we can come up with some ideas in the near future.
🇬🇺🇮🇱🇩🇱🇮🇳🇪🇸 If you are interested in roleplaying with me, then please private message me. Give me feedback and I will (try to) give you feedback. I don't mind if you don't want to chat with me on a regular basis. And I also won't mind if you want to chat with me daily. I am open to other ideas, plots, and suggestions that you have and willing to listen; despite that, I have the right to say no to them just like you do as well. Try to put forth some effort and investment into our roleplay. And do not try to disappear on me without saying that you are busy or you have lost interest. One more thing to add, I will be willing to have mature content (strong language, gore, etc). Of course, you are welcome to not include any mature content.
However, I have some things that I don't like at all. Playing canon characters is one of them (unless I am able to change them to my liking and there are a few that I feel comfortable playing that I will be willing to tell you). And the other is the sex scenes because I will not write them out at all. I will be doing fade to black and that's all I will be doing. If you think that I will satisfy your fetishes, then you are mistaken. One sentence/paragraph posts will kill my interest quickly. Please be active in the making of the plot and don't expect me to do all of the work. And I often only use threads to chat and roleplay on—not Skype or any social media site. Also, I have decided to not do private message roleplays. Sorry about that.
One more thing, I am a high-casual/advanced writer and I write more than two paragraphs per post. And I am a pretty busy person, who does one essay every two/three weeks. That means that it will take a few days to respond. And I won't mind if you post slowly either because you are currently busy with your life (after all, your life is more important to care for than maintaining an online presence). Just tell me that you are still interested once in awhile. Thanks and I hope you have a good day!
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The United States of America won the Cold War as the weaken Union of Soviet Socialist Republics collapsed. Now, the United States have proven to be the most powerful nation in the world and has taken to job to protect her allies against China and other threats in the world. The fall of the Soviet Union happened in 1991 and now ten years later, 9/11 happens. Thousands of lives are lost during the eleventh of September in 102 minutes. America is forever changed by the event and the view towards America also changes.
Now, it's the year 2016 (or 2021 depending on what you want the year to be) and the world has changed. We will be a part of the American government as the Election of 2016 ends and we won our campaigns (President and Vice President, Majority/Minority Leader and Majority/Minority Whip, etc). We will be a part of the new world as it changes every living moment and we can make decisions that either break and grow the country. And we'll also have to take a risk of changing ourselves in order to function as leaders of our nation.
As Adlai Stevenson II once said, "In America, anyone can become president. That's one of the risks you take.
Since the 20th century, mankind has made advancements in technology for medicine and televisions to nuclear weapons and long-range missiles. Before the 21st century, the world's best scientists and researchers met in Paris to discuss the possibility of human augmentation. Plastic surgery and implants were becoming more common as the century was ending. The conference discussed the ethical and moral quandaries of human augmentation only being made available to wealthy, developed countries. It also discussed the “need” and “want” in human augmentation, and the potential for human augmentation over the next century. After the discussions, The Code of Ethics on Human Augmentation was shown to the world.
The code created standards for a form of technology that is still in its infancy. World leaders at the time were too forced on the second major period of globalization. And scientist became too focus on the global warming to care about augmentation. The world soon forgot about the code until the year 2025.
The entire world has changed for better or worst. The Digital Revolution is still going strong as holograms are becoming popular as a form of entertainment. The Middle East is still suffering from terror attacks and ISIL is still a problem in the world. More cities suffered from terror attacks from Portland to Tokyo. NATO–Russia relations are still strained because of the annexation of Crimea and several other issues between them. The gap between rich and poor nations is getting worse as third world countries are suffering. More countries have left the EU.
However, the world has advanced technologically and more countries are adopting social politics like same-sex marriage in their country. Then, augmentation started to become popular in the world. It started with making your ears look like an elf's and then advanced into prosthesis. The world has witnessed something big as cyberware was becoming more common in the world. Many countries realize that Transhumanism was becoming more popular with the youth.
Russia and several Central European and Baltic State countries banned Transhumanism and cyberware among with augmentation. The citizen, that have augmentations, are facing discrimination and police brutality. These people that are augmented are now outcasts from their friends and family members as they live in separated districts and often don't talk and see normal people.
Our characters will be living in Budapest, Hungary. One of several nations that left the EU behind, Hungary is still a secondary power; but, they have improved since the Second World War. The country was the first to ban augmentations and started to discriminate against the agumented. Other countries, like Great Britain and Germany, weren't happy with them and requested that the United Nations investigate the country. But with the situation in both Africa and the Middle East getting worst, they didn't have the time to investigate at the moment. For now, Hungary and other countries are allowed to discriminate.
Either we are both augmentations or one of us is just an average human. But, we will start the roleplay off by the laws that Hungary has approved being in effect. Meaning that we or one of us will be dragged off towards one of the newly built districts in Budapest. We will live in a country that doesn't treat people with augmentations with any respect at all. This roleplay will also involve some mature themes since I am now eighteen years old. And we will have to wait until the United Nations finally responds to the situation in these countries.
Humanity has been living in their comfortable lifestyle in a world that has become overly dependent on technology. That's a problem. Bacterias and viruses are adapting to our antibiotics a lot faster than the scientists expected. United States of America and her allies knew that there was a possible that a deadlier outbreak was going to happen after the Ebola Outbreak. Hundreds of peoples were infected in America and thousands more in West Africa. The citizens were in panic mode as they quickly turned on their loved ones over little disputes. Then, the CDC developed a treatment for the virus and the citizens calmed down. Government officials were worried about a major outbreak hitting America. A presidential directive was quietly signed into law in response to this possibility. It maps out the government's response to a national crisis, like the Ebola Outbreak. It's known as Directive 18.
The US Military began several programs to look for signs in someone if they would inflected. Hospitals updated their equipment to combat against emergency capacity issues. And the CDC issued preparedness messages to watch for signs if they are inflected. It had been seven years since the Ebola Outbreak dominated televisions all over the world. It has faced several other outbreaks and epidemics during the years; but, the world knew what to do. What if the world was introduced to a different kind of virus? A virus that can get someone sick and kill them? What if they come back from the dead? The governments of the world don't know how to answer those questions other than to contain the situation.
In the city of Baltham, a business man that just returned for Central America hasn't been outside of his home since he came back about a day ago. Neighbors said that always see the man every morning, going over his friend's house across the street. His friend decided to call his friend, who is a police officer, and told him of the situation. They decided to go over together once the officer takes his usual lunch break to see their pal. This is where our story starts.
The Final Frontier takes place in a relatively near-future Earth that is still dealing with their own issues. The European Union (EU) collapsed after Britain's leave starting a massive campaign in other European nations to leave as well. The collapse led to an economic crisis similar to the 2008-09 financial crisis. Britain, the first country to leave the EU, suffered the least amount of damage from the crisis because the government prepared for it. They soon became the regional power with help for their ally, the United States of America.
The United States enters another Space Race between the British Empire, the Peoples Republic of China, and the Soviet Union. We will be basically playing as one of the superpowers in our version of the world. This is an NRP after all and I hopeful that it works within 1x1. Anyways, the new Space Race will be able whoever is more successful in colonizing beyond Earth while maintaining problems back at home. Remember, this roleplay isn't just about space and the Solar System. It is also about keeping the peace, while reminding the world of your nation's strength, between your rivals. You can basically say this is the Second Cold War between four countries and their allies.
Private message me if you are interested in learning more about this roleplay.
🇳🇴🇹🇪 I would like to do a 1x1 nation roleplay. I been interesting in doing a near future (or sci-fi) nation roleplay, but any setting is fine. Please message me about if you are also interested. And for the love of God, PLEASE DON'T COMMENT HERE. Private message me instead.
Roadhog thought for a moment that Junkrat forgot the location of the treasure since it was taking him a long time to remember. Thankfully, Junkrat pointed at the rock and told Roadhog to turn a right. After following the directions, they found themselves in front of a Boab. Roadhog looked at the tree and waited for the fusion core while Junkrat dug it up from the ground. It was admittedly smart to bury it in the ground since the cores are blight as hell. And he meant it too, as Junkrat held the glowing core; however, it was only fainted. Roadhog hoped that it didn't mean anything terrible.
"Here it is... A beaut', am I right?" Junkrat asked, turning to Roadhog. "This is the whole reason blokes have been hunting me down. Funny ain't it? This little thing causing all these problems?"
Roadhog chuckled at the sentence since Junkrat was right about one thing. It was funny how the entire Outback is hunting Junkrat because of that small object. And they don't know that it's just a fusion core. Hell, Roadhog didn't know what it was until he was told. As the night was slowly becoming day, Roadhog carefully grabbed the core and held it for a moment. He couldn't believe that he was holding to something that valuable. And under that mask of his, Roadhog was grinning like a child who finally got a puppy. However, he also realized that meant that both Junkrat and Roadhog were officially targets. The entire Outback versus two guys with something incredibly precious.
Plus, he wanted to pay a visit to the Queen. And he needed help. Afterwards, they needed to get out the Outback to sell the core to outsiders. Roadhog looked at Junkrat and then the core before saying, "Let's talk." Roadhog placed the core back in the hole and buried it once more under the Boab once more. He didn't want anything to happen while he held on to it.
The training exercise was a success even if it was cut short by Tannyx. Some sort of situation at Site One. Shunji raced to the lockers and quickly changed the weapons. It was good to be carrying actual weapons again. He boarded the shuttle as it left the training area, taking all of them to Site One. Tazen was the first one to talk about the situation as Shunji checked on his shotgun. A research team got themselves in trouble with the Kett and we must save them. Simple enough. As the other members of the team were tasked with certain objectives, Shunji and everyone else (that wasn’t assigned a task) were ordered to wait until they heard gunshots.
Waiting for the order was boring as Shunji barely knew the other members. So, he did what he thought was productive and started to look at his weapon once more. While the krogan and the other human were having a conversation, it reminded of the times spent with Quintis. Shunji still missed the loveable turian bastard. He looked down at his shotgun, trying to think about the upcoming battle instead of his only friend from the Milky Way galaxy. It didn't work.
Shunji kept on checking his weapon, remembering the good times before they made it to Andromeda.
Before leaving behind everything for Andromeda, Shunji and many other volunteers for the Initiative celebrated their last moments in the Milky Way at the Earth’s moon, Luna. Of course, that was after the epic speech given by Jien Garson. It was good enough that everyone cheered and decided to party until it was time. Thousands of people filled the convention center to drink, sing, dance, whatever was going on within the floor. Shunji got a message that Quintis needed to grab something right after the speech and to meet him at the bar.
It was filled with dozens of people that were happy to be there. He turned around to see a man saying his goodbyes to his twin. That immediately caused Shunji to think of his own family. He tried to say goodbye to his mother in person, but she wanted nothing to do with him. Instead, he wrote a long letter to her and any remaining siblings. And sent it before leaving Earth forever. Shunji really wanted to see his mother one last time, but she still hatred him for what happened years ago. “A damn shame” he thought to himself before taking a shot with a sad look.
“Why the sad face?” a familiar voice asked.
It was none other than Quintis, his only friend going with him on this crazy adventure. He approached the table and sat down, holding to a mysterious box. Immediately, his frown was replaced with a smile as Shunji saw his good old friend. “I was starting to worry that you got lost while looking for the bathroom.” he sarcastically replied, attempting to hide his true reason behind the sad look.
“Thankfully, I found it.” he responded, “Now, let’s start celebrating! The night has barely begun!”
About a half-hour later, both friends started talking about their new life in Andromeda at the open-bar. The bartender finished refilling their drinks before making more drinks for another group. Both men were talking about picking one of seven golden worlds to settle. Sertius Quintis picked out Habitat 5 since it reminded him of Palaven’s largest moon, Menae. However, Yanagita Shunji selected Habitat 2 because of the potential job opportunities that the planet offered with its high amount of minerals.
“Didn’t you hear what they said about Habitat 2? High amounts of minerals and resources. It will guarantee job security until we drop dead.” Shunji proclaimed to his turian friend. Quintis laughed at his friend’s attempt at making Habitat 2 sound perfect.
“Yeah, if you want to be miners.” Quintis pointed out, “Plus, I heard some krogans were interested in it also. If you still remember your history class, krogans still hate turians because of the genophage. And it’s probably filled with sand. I hate sand.”
Yanagita wrapped his arm around Quintis without care and raised his drink. “We survived battles against countless enemies and the geth attack on the Citadel. Hell, we almost died at the Citadel. Habitat 2 will be a cakewalk. If one krogan looks at you wrong, I will personally headbutt them in your honor!”
“Your head will crack open.” Quintis interrupted.
“You know what I meant.” Yanagita said sincerely, “I will be standing by your side. No matter what.”
Quintis raised his drink and smiled, “That sounds like a good toast.” Yanagita agreed and quickly finished up his drink before raising it.
“Focus on the mission.” Shunji quietly told himself to stop thinking about that night. It was one of the best moments in his life, but he didn’t want to be reminded it at all. Especially Quintis. Suddenly, he felt some tears rolling down his face and quickly turned away from the others. Thankfully, his helmet was covering his face; but, he still turned away because he felt embarrassed. After a moment of breathing in and out, he was ready for the mission. Shunji turned to Sabinius and asked, “Any word on Tazen’ team? I am itching to kill some Kett today.”
You can, of course, be conservative without voting for the Republican Party but if you do vote for them, you ARE going along with the anti-gay agenda that many of its members appear to subscribe to.
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I think its fairly clear the conservative is being read as Republican in this instance. Even if not, the very best you can can say about this person is that they are ideologically sympathetic to the coalition of people who have historically been committed to pushing anti-LBTQ policies. It isn't hard to see why people might react that way.
Or, you could realize that excommunicating people because they have different opinion is disgusting. This kind of shit would just divide up people even more. And we definitely need more tension in the sweet year of 2018!
General Mathland Crovall stepped outside of headquarters to witness the sky, pretending that he could see the fighting in space. It was a sign that the reinforcements for the Empire had finally arrived. The orbit of Uslam was under Imperial control, meaning that a blockade was going to be established. He couldn't stop thinking about the Rebel fighters that were willing to sacrifice their own lives to buy his units time to build up defenses. Hopefully, at least one ship somehow survived the slaughter. "May the force be with you all." he said to the sky as the surviving fighters returned to base.
The fighting was only getting started.
General Crovall returned to headquarters and the command center as one of the officer waited for his return. “We got several ships on our sensors. What should we do, sir?” the officer asked.
The general looked at the sensors and realized that the Imperial was planning on doing an orbital bombardment; however, the question was where. Do they realize that the capital is protected by shield? Or are they just going to attack any area with the most rebel activity? He had to make a choice: protect the remaining units in exchange of land or make them stay during the bombardment. After thinking it over, General Crovall requested that everyone was listening him to one of the officers. Then, he started speaking.
“All units, this is General Crovall speaking. I am honored to be fighting against the Empire and their tyrannical rule over our home. That is why many already gave their lives. To end the rule and bring back democracy. Not to our world, but countless planets that are suffering the same conditions as ours. People are scared of fighting back, but I believe that the Rebellion cause will change that. It already did for our world. Now, thousands of us are fighting against Empire.”
The general sighed before saying, “However, we need to realize that we have to make sacrifices for the greater good. That is why I am ordering all units to abandon the Phase Line Bravo and retreat to the capital. The orbits of Uslam are under Empire control now and we have reason to believe that they will conduct an orbital bombardment. We do not know where it will take or how long it will last; however, we are not going to guess. Take anything from the line that you can carry over to the capital. Additional orders will be sent by unconventional means. We also have reason that the Empire is listening to us.”
“Fuck them.” he said, hoping that they are listening, “We would rather die than accept surrender. Hell, they are just going to kill us anyway. As for me, I will make attempts to keep our communications safe from the ears of the Empire. Once the lines are safe, I will come back on to give out new orders. We don’t know how long it will take, but we aren’t giving up. Until then, stay together, survive, and fight back. The force is always with you all.”
General Crovall sat down after finishing his speech to everyone, including the Empire (if they were listening). Before he could even rest for a second, another officer informed him that a bomber squadron and TIEs were spotted on the sensors, heading to another city. He didn’t have the men or resources to provide aid. The general said in a disappointing tone, “Inform the rebel forces of the incoming threat and tell them to evacuate the city with citizens to the capital. That is all we can do for them.” He really needed a drink, but he needed to approve the SpecForces’ operation. Another officer said to the general, “Ready whenever you are.”
He stood up and nodded before speaking to the commander of the SpecForces. “This is General Crovall. Operation White Terror has been approved. Empire might be listening in. Radio silence until task is done. May the force guide you and your team success.” General Crovall finally found himself with a little moment of peace to smoke and reflect on the choices that he made in the last ten or fifteen minutes. And he really needed that break.
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