Mega Birb

The War of the Three

@TheWindel Translation: End the battle already, goddammit.

Four Winds

I might just get involved with this, not sure if I'll have the time. For now, this shall be bookmarked and I'll stalk the forums!

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Apologies everyone, but your resident GM is feeling a bit under the weather lately. I'll try and get a post up tomorrow.

@TheWindel

Yeah, the world got sick all at once this year. I've had a nasty cold all week, hoping it's done by Monday morning.

Halo | Recovery ONE

Patrick Byrne

The UNSC Infinity's resident Irishman looked up from his coffee as the announcement went out, the presence of his fire-team being requested in the War Room. He sighed audibly and grabbed his helmet, downing the rest of the cup and dropping it into a collection box for dishes that was nearby. He slipped his helmet onto his head and waited for a moment, the seals around his neck hissing as they locked to the armor and the screens within providing him with a visual of the surroundings. The infamous Recluse armor he wore technically didn't exist, meaning that all records regarding a Patrick Byrne were destroyed when he requisitioned the set. For the capabilities granted by the suit, it was a worthy trade off, in his eyes at least. The enigmatic Spartan left the mess hall with the nervous glances of marines and crewmen alike following him.

A short elevator ride and a walk across the ship later, the lookout arrived in the War Room and took a seat towards the end of the large, metallic table in the center of the room. It was a common piece of technology, able to display 3-dimensional maps of battlefields and give full interaction with the ship's AI. He took a slight advantage in being the first one to the meeting location, deciding to chat up Roland to gather what information he could on the ship. "Roland, if you have a moment, could you tell me about the ship and her captain? I wanna know if we're in good hands or not." He sat rigid in his chair, years of being shot at demanding that he be ready to react to anything.

@Kurai Assassin

Halo | Recovery ONE

SERGEANT PATRICK BYRNE H-212

//ACCESSING PROFILE: SERGEANT PARTICK BYRNE H-212//
//ERROR – WRONG USER CREDENTIALS//
//OVERRIDE CODE: STARBREEZER//
//OVERRIDE CODE ACCEPTED//
//ACCESS GRANTED//

NAME:
Sgt. Patrick "Paddy" Byrne H-212

AGE:
34

RANK:
Sergeant

PREFERRED ARMAMENTS:
-Suppressed M395 DMR, Sentinel variant.
-M6H Magnum
-Combat knife

ARMOR ABILITIES:
Active Camouflage – At this point, a near-ancient technology that has proven too useful to do away with. The variant Patrick has acquired tends to function better than standard versions at sprinting speed, and functions for a noticeably longer period.

MILITARY HISTORY:
Sergeant Patrick Byrne signed onto the UNSC at age eighteen for reasons he was very hesitant to disclose. He seemed to struggle early in training, though the matter sorted itself out within weeks. Post-training, he signed with the 105th Shock Troops Division and was assigned to the UNSC In Amber Clad. He survived both the Battle of Earth and the Battle of Installation 05, and received a Medal of Honor for actions that involved the rescue of his entire squadron from a Covenant battalion. He was recommended for the Spartan-IV program and accepted. He was recently assigned to the UNSC Infinity for a series of classified missions. Prior to this, he requisitioned a special-order armor model.

PSYCH PROFILE:
Sgt. Byrne is an unorthodox, loose cannon and is known to make judgement calls that put him at serious risk to protect his squadron. He is, however, extremely loyal his fire team and squadron, and has put his life down for them on several occasions. He has stated that he hopes to one day settle down and start a family, though the very nature of being a Spartan makes this highly unlikely.

OTHER:
-Unwilling to discuss matters involving family members. Close observation is advised.
-Particularly skilled in espionage and infiltration operations.
-Strangely focused on a life after the war. Highly unusual for those in the Spartan programs.
-Defied orders on multiple occasions to assist fellow soldiers. Judgement calls should not be questioned unless another is put at risk.

//WARNING: TERMINATION PROTOCOLS ACTIVATED//
//ERASING FILE...//
//ERASING FILE...//
//FILE ERASED//
//LOGGING OFF//

Halo | Recovery ONE

Well I made the team dad, so...

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

<Snipped quote by Kimiyosis>

Wish I could but the only blueprints I've every worked with are these:

@Awesomoman64

Halo | Recovery ONE

CONFIDENTIAL - PROFILE OF SERGEANT PATRICK BYRNE H-212

//ACCESSING PROFILE: SERGEANT PARTICK BYRNE H-212//
//ERROR – WRONG USER CREDENTIALS//
//OVERRIDE CODE: STARBREEZER//
//OVERRIDE CODE ACCEPTED//
//ACCESS GRANTED//

NAME:
Sgt. Patrick "Paddy" Byrne H-212

AGE:
34

RANK:
Sergeant

PREFERRED ARMAMENTS:
-Suppressed M395 DMR, Sentinel variant.
-M6H Magnum
-Combat knife

ARMOR ABILITIES:
Active Camouflage – At this point, a near-ancient technology that has proven too useful to do away with. The variant Patrick has acquired tends to function better than standard versions at sprinting speed, and functions for a noticeably longer period.

MILITARY HISTORY:
Sergeant Patrick Byrne signed onto the UNSC at age eighteen for reasons he was very hesitant to disclose. He seemed to struggle early in training, though the matter sorted itself out within weeks. Post-training, he signed with the 105th Shock Troops Division and was assigned to the UNSC In Amber Clad. He survived both the Battle of Earth and the Battle of Installation 05, and received a Medal of Honor for actions that involved the rescue of his entire squadron from a Covenant battalion. He was recommended for the Spartan-IV program and accepted. He was recently assigned to the UNSC Infinity for a series of classified missions.

PSYCH PROFILE:
Sgt. Byrne is an unorthodox, loose cannon and is known to make judgement calls that put him at serious risk to protect his squadron. He is, however, extremely loyal his fire team and squadron, and has put his life down for them on several occasions. He has stated that he hopes to one day settle down and start a family, though the very nature of being a Spartan makes this highly unlikely.

OTHER:
-Unwilling to discuss matters involving family members. Close observation is advised.
-Particularly skilled in espionage and infiltration operations.
-Strangely focused on a life after the war. Highly unusual for those in the Spartan programs.
-Defied orders on multiple occasions to assist fellow soldiers. Judgement calls should not be questioned unless another is put at risk.

I really didn't wanna swap out my armor to the Recluse set so I just used the concept art don't hurt me pls

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

Jiro Katsurou

Jiro felt a shiver run down his spine as someone addressed his idea by name. Was this someone that had seen him riding the tank into the Black City, here to avenge the cause the rogue faction had lost so many for? Someone with a vendetta, maybe? Images of his death ran through his mind, the red stain of an entry wound contrasting brilliantly with is hair, and his face destroyed by the exit. He braced and turned around, ready to meet hi-

"Oh! Sorry, President Tsugumi, I'm just a little jumpy is all." He remembered tradition and made a quick bow to around waist length, then stood back up as the girl spoke. From what he knew, there was an amount of conspiracy that surrounded the girl, secrets of a corrupted student council supposedly ran by her and bribed with cartons upon cartons of delicious, chocolate milk. He let the thoughts go as she finished, choosing to keep the ridiculous questions to himself for now. "Yeah, I just came down from his room. He's on the third floor, right by the elevator... and that was your cousin in there?" He shrugged and pulled the bottle of sweet tea out of his pocket, then held it out to Yoshino. "He sent me down to get him some tea, could you do me a favor and run it up to him, please? I've gotta wait for Shiro to show up." The native shook the plastic bottle slightly, the yellow cap seeming to beg for Yoshino to grab it and make the swift delivery, though there was little in it for her.

@TheWindel@Jedly

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Aderyn Finch

With the school day over and the weekend just over the horizon, Aderyn Finch was prepping herself for some heavy grinding within Deep Ground. With everything that had been flying around lately, namely the friendship between the Bruisers and Strykers becoming momentarily jeopardized because of an apparent dupe of the Black King, the entirety of the Internet had been engulfed in a firestorm. Not even a week later, they were patched up like nothing had happened at all. The Welsh girl shook her head as she landed at the bottom of a flight of stairs, it was all madness to her. It was starting to look like someone was being backstabbed every few seconds to her, and an in-game powerhouse like her was a prime target. She was barely anything to the infamous Eclipse Princess, but when she got up to that girl's level... well, it'd be quite the fight. She laughed to herself briefly, thinking of the destruction two dueling Berserkers would cause.

To her luck, though, she would be able to get a jump start on leveling this season, since the drama club wouldn't start meeting until late fall, the perfect time to get set up for a winter production. It was at this moment she spotted her roommate and now-best friend, Masae Kanegawa. She picked up her pace to the fastest her fragile legs would carry her; a moderately fast jog. "Masae! Masae, wait up!" When she caught up to the older girl, she was rifling through her messenger bag with haste, pulling out a flier for a new coffee shop just off campus. "This showed up in our mailbox this morning, I guess the post isn't dead after all. You wanna check it out in a little bit?" She handed the other girl the slip of wax paper and closed her bag, awaiting a response.

@Flamelord

Halo | Recovery ONE

I'll throw something together if I get the chance.