NuttsnBolts

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

A Tattooed Girl's Place to Gab and Hangout

Good evening!

Don't have much else to say. Lol

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

When the OOC degrades into outright bullying of other players. But this is the Internet and so should be expected I suppose.

@TheWindel

The amount of drama that goes on in OOC topics... sometimes the OOCs are more eventful than the RPs themselves.

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

<Snipped quote by Lonewolf685>
pfft, everyone knows a proper post is 4 DIN-A0 ¹ pages long when written with a font-size of 1 dot.

¹ 84,1 x 118,9 cm ~ 33.11 x 46.81 inches

@M127

*wakes up, and reads post.*

Ergh... maths...

*goes back to sleep*

Awilix (Closed version)

Hey guys.
Sorry to do this to you all, but I might put this RP on a hiatus and restart it up again at a later date. I was hoping for a bit of a bigger group and don't feel that I have a good enough story line for the writing.

NuttsnBolts: Characters of Interest

"But... I don't like cauliflower."

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NAME

Madison Cole

CALLSIGN

Mad-E
Mad-Cat

ALIAS

Madi

GENDER

Female

D - O - B

July 19th, 2654 (22)

ORIGIN

Unknown - Raised in Smith's Rest

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PERSONALITY & MOTIVATIONS

Madison was once described in one simple, four letter word... Loud.

The young girl has a vibrant personality with a matching taste for music. Most of the time when she is in her NC the sounds of a hard hitting bassline can be heard. This music isn't just for show as it helps her to regulate her thoughts in order to sync up with the NC. This wild attitude comes as a serious double edge sword since she lives off pure adrenaline. Madison has been known to run her ammo supplies completely dry, take on NCs far stronger than what she is trained for, and will even risk her own life in order to make a final blow.

However being loud doesn't mean that she is open. She will rarely talk about her past, specifically the death of her parents, and with the events of late she has been more closed off than usual. She is now at the point where others are concerned about her being too quiet, wondering if she still has the willpower to get back into an NC.

EFFECTS OF POLARIS SHIFT

The 'Polaris Shift' has unfortunately given Madison a severe case of bi-polar, affecting her moods in ways that can send her into a hyperactive state of euphoria or a sense of absolute depression. For the girl these emotions are new and she is very confused with what to think about herself, leaving her currently feeling worthless and hopeless.

During a shift Madison will begin to feel a sensation of bloodlust and rage, turning her into a monster on the frontlines. She will break ranks, she will ignore injuries, and she will do anything in her abilities to take down her intended target.

PERSONAL HISTORY

Madison was born in a small community but was left abandoned when her entire settlement was wiped out by a raiding force. She was only a little girl at the time and was discovered by a small group from the colony of Smith's Rest as she wandered the empty wasteland, sad and alone. They decided to take her back and placed her under the care of an engineer known as Duncan Brown. There she grew up for the next two decades, learning how to operate and use the different types of machinery that Duncan worked on.

Through his guidance she became very knowledge about the NCs, learning the different ways to repair and operate them. It was only a matter of time before she ended up fighting for the cause along with the others at the now named New Anchorage. With this team she performed well, taking on other NCs and mercenaries alike until a terrible accident during a Volkov mission, an accident that nearly took her life when a Warhead from her NC exploded at point blank.

Madison and her NC was airlifted by Blur back to base where the team had to cut through the wreckage in order to reach her. For the following months she was placed in an induced coma and heavily operated on so that they could save her life. Eventually the girl woke up and since then she has been struggling to find her true calling. Madison is currently unsure about who she is, her skills, and even feels like a shadow amongst the other pilots. Through all that heartache she can hear the cockpit of her NC slowly calling back to her, begging her to take the controls once again, demanding that the show must go on.

INFLUENCE & RELATIONS

Relations

Duncan Brown - Duncan was Madison's carer for most of her life but after her accident he left New Anchorage, telling her fellow pilots that he believed he failed in protecting her.

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APPEARANCE

Madison is a young woman in her early 20's with a distinct taste for heavy, hard wear clothes; usually with a choice of factory work boots, a thick jacket with a woollen interior and an old set of torn jeans pants. She has vibrant pink hair which is coloured as her natural hair is a crisp blonde that she dislikes, while her overall skin tone and texture gives her the innocent look of a younger teenager. Whenever she walks she likes to let her feet hit the floor with a heavy thud, giving an impression that she is simply bigger than what her small size indicates.

Ever since the Volkov job she has been in ICU (Intensive Care Unit) and during that time had to have some immediate, life threatening operations performed in order to save her life. Some of the damage she endured included a searing blast to her left eye where the iris and cornea were damaged, thus requiring an artificial insert; and a deep wound in her right arm that got infected in the bone. This wound in particular needed an immediate amputation and was in turn replaced with a bionic limb.

TRAITS

Mechanical Knowledge - Madison is a skilled mechanic and knows how to make various changes to an NC. After all... she did grow up with a man who rebuilt her original NC from a pile of scrap.

Music Lover - Most of the people on base already know that Madison has an annoying love for music to the point where it can become distracting. What many of them don't know is that she is quite gifted when it comes to her own vocals and will sing to herself if she is alone and unable to hear a beat.

Nimble - This hyperactive girl has way too much energy to store up and not use. Unlike others that are skilled at fighting Madison's strength comes in her speed and agility, a trait that can be seen on the battlefield.

Bonkers!!!! - Probably less of a skill than anything else, but at her peak Madison is quite the insane individual. She has very little natural fear, and if something doesn't work... Just grab a bigger hammer!

INVENTORY

A green fluffy dinosaur that once belonged to Ana. For some reason it looks as though it has been restitched up recently.

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MANUFACTURER

Denver-Vegas

TYPE

Medium (Image)

SQUAD ROLE

Assault

ARMAMENTS

• Hydraulic Legs - The reduction in weight and rebuild of the unit's legs have allowed the NC to be used for more tactical and forceful advances. The hydraulic legs can be used in order to leap towards an opponent, drastically reducing the distance to meters.

• Rendering Claws - Each arm has been equipped with a set of rendering claws. Rather than just being of a simple metal design these claws are edged with plasma jets, giving the appearance that the edge of the blades are on fire. Not only is this an advantage for tearing apart unlucky NC units but at night it can create an impressive light show.

• Emergency Protection - Due to how the NC will be more of an up close and personal unit, several safety measures have been put into place. The First is a Damage Awareness System which will take note of any components that aren't working correctly and will reroute power, plasma, and movement through other pathways. This essentially creates a unit that can take a variety of hits and yet still perform in battle.
  
  The Second is the I'm-Outta-Here command. This series of code was introduced specifically for Madison considering how battle hungry she can get. When the NC's damage reaches a certain threshold the internal system will lock out her inputs and automatically activate the escape pod ejection protocol.

OBSERVATIONAL NOTES

Mad-Cat is a redesign of the old Mad-E model NC, a necessity considering the amount of damage it endured after the incident. A large portion of the heavy armour plates were removed and the Warhead Launcher was decommissioned, allowing the NC to be reduced back to a standard structure for the mechanics to work on. The team believed that if Madison was to get back into an NC she would be more suited for something a lot more mobile than the heavy, over equipped unit that she operated before.

The Mad-Cat has only recently been fitted out but upon completion it will show off its fresh, sky blue design and superior melee combat abilities. The unit has been reduced in size to something that borders on the line of medium to small NC rather than the bulkier design of old.

Former CS

Ｍ Ａ Ｄ Ｉ Ｓ Ｏ Ｎ Ｃ Ｏ Ｌ Ｅ

Pre-Accident Appearance

"But... I don't like cauliflower."

_{[ ♫ ] C A L L S I G N}

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Mad-Cat
_{Previous Callsign: Mad-E}

_{[ ♫ ] N C O R I G I N}

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Denver-Vegas

_{[ ♫ ] D - O - B}

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Unknown Date (Presumed July), 2654 (22)

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Female

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Madison is a young woman in her early 20's with a distinct taste for heavy, hard wear clothes; usually with a choice of factory work boots, a thick jacket with a woollen interior and an old set of torn jeans pants. She has vibrant pink hair which is coloured as her natural hair is a crisp blonde that she dislikes, while her overall skin tone and texture gives her the innocent look of a younger teenager. Whenever she walks she likes to let her feet hit the floor with a heavy thud, giving an impression that she is simply bigger than what her small size indicates.

Ever since the Volkov job she has been in ICU (Intensive Care Unit) and during that time had to have some immediate, life threatening operations performed in order to save her life. Some of the damage she endured included a searing blast to her left eye where the iris and cornea were damaged, thus requiring an artificial insert; and a deep wound in her right arm that got infected in the bone. This wound in particular needed an immediate amputation and was in turn replaced with a bionic limb.

_{[ ♫ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y}

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Madison was once described in one simple, four letter word... Loud.

The young girl has a vibrant personality with a matching taste for music. Most of the time when she is in her NC the sounds of a hard hitting bassline can be heard. This music isn't just for show as it is the only way for her to regulate her thoughts in order to sync up with the NC. This wild attitude comes as a serious double edge sword since she lives off pure adrenaline. Madison has been known to run her ammo supplies completely dry, take on NCs far stronger than what she is trained for, and will even risk her own life in order to make a final blow.

However being loud doesn't mean that she is open. She will rarely talk about her past, specifically the death of her parents, and with the events of late she has been more closed off than usual. She is now at the point where others are concerned about her being too quiet, wondering if she still has the willpower to get back into an NC.

_{[ ♫ ] S K I L L S E T}

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Mechanical Knowledge - Madison is a skilled mechanic and knows how to make various changes to an NC. After all... she did grow up with a man who rebuilt her original NC from a pile of scrap.

Music Lover - Most of the people on base already know that Madison has an annoying love for music to the point where it can become distracting. What many of them don't know is that she is quite gifted when it comes to her own vocals and will sing to herself if she is alone and unable to hear a beat.

Nimble - This hyperactive girl has way too much energy to store up and not use. Unlike others that are skilled at fighting Madison's strength comes in her speed and agility, a trait that can be seen on the battlefield.

Bonkers!!!! - Probably less of a skill than anything else, but at her peak Madison is quite the insane individual. She has very little natural fear, and if something doesn't work... Just grab a bigger hammer!

_{[ ♫ ] B A C K S T O R Y}

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Madison was born in a small community but was left abandoned when her entire settlement was wiped out by a raiding force. She was only a little girl at the time and was discovered by a small group from the colony of Smith's Rest as she wandered the empty wasteland, sad and alone. They decided to take her back and placed her under the care of an engineer known as Duncan Brown. There she grew up for the next two decades, learning how to operate and use the different types of machinery that Duncan worked on.

Through his guidance she became very knowledge about the NCs, learning the different ways to repair and operate them. It was only a matter of time before she ended up fighting for the cause along with the others at the now named New Anchorage. With this team she performed well, taking on other NCs and mercenaries alike until a terrible accident during a Volkov mission, an accident that nearly took her life when a Warhead from her NC exploded at point blank.

Madison and her NC was airlifted by Blur back to base where the team had to cut through the wreckagein order to reach her. For the following months she was placed in an induced coma and heavily operated on so that they could save her life. Eventually the girl woke up and since then she has been struggling to find her true calling. Madison is currently unsure about who she is, her skills, and even feels like a shadow amongst the other pilots. Through all that heartache she can hear the cockpit of her NC slowly calling back to her, begging her to take the controls once again, demanding that the show must go on.

_{[ ♫ ] T H E M E C H}

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Mad-Cat

Mad-Cat is a redesign of the old Mad-E model NC, a necessity considering the amount of damage it endured after the incident. A large portion of the heavy armour plates were removed and the Warhead Launcher was decommissioned, allowing the NC to be reduced back to a standard structure for the mechanics to work on. The team believed that if Madison was to get back into an NC she would be more suited for something a lot more mobile than the heavy, over equipped unit that she operated before.

Mad-Cat is still currently being fitted out but upon completion it will show off its fresh, sky blue design and superior melee combat abilities. The unit has been reduced in size to something that closer resembles a small NC rather than the medium design of old.

• Hydraulic Legs - The reduction in weight and rebuild of the unit's legs have allowed the NC to be used for more tactical and forceful advances. The hydraulic legs can be used in order to leap towards an opponent, drastically reducing the distance to meters.

• Rendering Claws - Each arm has been equipped with a set of rendering claws. Rather than just being of a simple metal design these claws are edged with plasma jets, giving the appearance that the edge of the blades are on fire. Not only is this an advantage for tearing apart unlucky NC units but at night it can create an impressive light show.

• Emergency Protection - Due to how the NC will be more of an up close and personal unit, several safety measures have been put into place. The First is a Damage Awareness System which will take note of any components that aren't working correctly and will reroute power, plasma, and movement through other pathways. This essentially creates a unit that can take a variety of hits and yet still perform in battle.
  
  The Second is the I'm-Outta-Here command. This series of code was introduced specifically for Madison considering how battle hungry she can get. When the damage to the unit reaches a certain threshold the System will lock her out and activate all thrusters, ejecting herself and the NC out of the battlefield.

_{[ ♫ ] R E L A T I O N S}

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Duncan Brown - Duncan was Madison's carer for most of her life but after her accident he left New Anchorage, telling her fellow pilots that he believed he failed in protecting her.

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

T A H L I A S T Y L E S

Hanger #08 / Barracks - New Anchorage

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"—and when Philip here saw Miss Jackspar for the first time, he called her a damn abominable instead of an albino!" ¹ Thomas explained as he threw the cards in his hands at the other mechanic's face, following with him pushing the pile of 'chips' over towards Phillip.

Sitting with them was Tahlia, laughing in stitches with her left elbow resting on the table as her hand covering her eyes. With the three glasses between them filled with good old American whisky and an empty bottle lying on the ground, it was little wonder the most dumbest of conversations was causing a comedy show between the newly formed team. The stories that she was listening to were too much for her to keep a straight face.

"Pass tha cards 'ere... Mister Abominable," she happily slurred, plucking a cigarette out of her pack, which at this point in time was sitting on the table next to her glass, and slipping the white cylinder between her lips. She placing her hand on the scattered deck, drawing them all towards her side of the table before carefully stacking the cards together and beginning a series of shuffles. Every few moves had to be stopped so that Tahlia could flip a card around in order to face the correct direction, a decision that would have been made sooner if she wasn't under the influence.

"'ey, I didn't know the difference back then. I hadn't seen either so they were both mythical beast to me!" Philip explained, as he leaned over while laughing, pulling the smoke out of Tahlia's mouth and spinning it around so that she had the tobacco end pointing out. She drunkenly smiled at the gesture before Philip continued with his efforts to help her in lighting the tip.

Thomas, on the other side of the table, threw his hands up in the air, "Mythical beast? MYTHICAL BEAST?!? You see what I gotta put up with on a daily basis? And they still won't give me a new partner!" to which Philip shrugged, knowing that his foolish antics were getting on his friend's nerves.

"So Miss Styles —" Philip enquired, "— tell us the story about how you came to own this unique NC of yours," pulling the handbrake up on the current topic and changing it to one about the pilot instead.

"That's not up for discussion..." she replied with a cold expression, letting the smile that was previously fill her face disappear into a less than pleasant expression.

"C'mon, I bet it was an awesome story. I bet you were taking on Magen or Vol—"

Before Philip could finish his sentence Tahlia had already placed the deck cards back down on the table and pushed back the crate she was sitting on so that she could stand up from her comfortable seating position at the table. She pulled the lit cigarette out from her mouth and dropped it in her glass, not caring that there was still drink left in it.

"That's enough Poker for today," Tahlia spoke, picking up her bag and throwing it over her shoulder as she began to stagger away from the poker game. The two mechanics were not entirely sure what line they had crossed in order to suddenly get on her bad side and she could hear the murmur between them. A sign that they were more than likely trying to analyse the situation so that they could get a better understanding to what happened. That was no concern for the girl at current, she just wanted to find the barracks and her room.

Tahlia's hand pressed up against the steel surface with her other hand fumbling with the datatool in order to get the door open. A gentle click was heard and the latch released as the weight of her body began to force the door open. With a slight miss-step, she wandered her way through the entrance into the dormitory before her, hearing the door automatically slam shut. It was a reasonable size room, well lit, bathroom facilities on the right hand side, bed in the far left corner, and a desk to her left. Tahlia walked forward towards the bed and dropped her bag on the end before sitting on the edge next to the bedside table that held a rather nice, metal framed lamp. She felt her weight sink into the mattress for a moment, giving her a gentle sense of comfort as she sat there in silence for a minute or two.

"So Miss Styles. Tell us the story about how you came to own this unique NC of yours."

Tahlia grabbed the lamp with her right hand, ripping it out from the electrical socket before standing up and issuing a baseball throw to the other side of the room. She expelled a loud scream of "FUCK!!!!" as the hard object to hit the glass mirror and shatter it into hundreds of tiny fragments. Each piece hit the floor one by one, giving a soothing sound similar to that of a dancing wind chime before a heavy 'Thunk!' ended the musical parade. Tahlia dropped to the ground, landing her knees on the less than comforting floor and burying her head into her hands.

"It's not the question, it's only the alcohol," she repeatedly wailed into her palms, trying to convince herself that the emotional stress she was currently experiencing had nothing to do with her and how she obtained her NC.

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^{1: Reference from Old RP.}

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

Might change up the topic here from events that don't really need to be discussed to other topics that are probably a bit more RP related. :)

Hello @KabenSaal,

If we do have some slots that open up and you create a CS, then I wish you best of luck. Just make sure you read up the OOC and cover all your basics. There is a lot of extra info that you can find by asking one of us and I'm pretty sure we can help out. Same goes for you @ArkmageddonCat, but I'm sure you've been following. xD

@Dynamo Frokane If you want to have something to do, you could always approach Tahlia... Although she may not be that forthcoming. Depends on what you do. xD

NCQ — Season I: Favors for Favors

This is in fact a perfect depiction of Graham:

@Lonewolf685

...And Alex

Artifacts of a Lost Civilisation - ( Kitsune & NuttsnBolts )

Alyon heard a large beast like roar from Fraya as she leapt forth towards the Artifact. The girl knew that this moment was going to be dangerous for her companion and Alyon's new role now was to protect her at all cost while she did whatever she had to do. Alyon grabbed the ledge, swinging her body underneath and into a nearby guard who was not fully expecting the kick to the face.

She dropped to the ground ripping out her sword and holding it in front of her body, she showed that she meant business and that she was willing to fight.

There's no reason to be scared by Fraya.
There's no reason to be scared of a fight.
There's no reason to be scared of killing someone...

The thoughts repeated throughout her head as her first opponent came up to her. He pulled out his weapon, an axe, and rushed forward with an overarching strike that spoke clearly of inadequate training. Alyon grinned as she threw her sword up in a parry motion, hitting the handle with the edge of her blade. With a swift movement she twisted her wrist and proceeded with a reverse slash that passed over the man's chest, spilling blood on her weapon and the floor below.

Alyon's eyes were however closed. This was the first time she drew blood on someone and she didn't want to witness the effects of her own actions.