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Hello!
My name is Phaige and I am not really new to roleplaying itself. I used to roleplay through mail and skype quite often and decided I wanted a new challenge. The themes absolutely love are fantasy/science fiction/romance. Actually, now that I mention it, a mix of those themes would've been awesome! :3
Other than roleplaying I enjoy gaming and reading alot. Got some games or books I ABSOLUTELY HAVE to check out? Please do message me and enlighten me with your fandoms <3
My name is Phaige and I am not really new to roleplaying itself. I used to roleplay through mail and skype quite often and decided I wanted a new challenge. The themes absolutely love are fantasy/science fiction/romance. Actually, now that I mention it, a mix of those themes would've been awesome! :3
Other than roleplaying I enjoy gaming and reading alot. Got some games or books I ABSOLUTELY HAVE to check out? Please do message me and enlighten me with your fandoms <3
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Are you planning on going back to 1920's on Earth with only humans running around or can it be a totally different dimension with all kinds of aliens and for example a demolished city? I'm just shooting ideas here!
Whatever the setting, they must first locate the STS beacon or at least follow the signal, right? We can go from there. I'm actually hoping they find something very disturbing or creepy or perhaps get set up by their own government OEEEEH!
Whatever the setting, they must first locate the STS beacon or at least follow the signal, right? We can go from there. I'm actually hoping they find something very disturbing or creepy or perhaps get set up by their own government OEEEEH!
While the duo made their way out of the door, Adaline’s eyes moved from side to side reading up on the report Vance had send her beforehand. The mission seemed rather vague but under direct orders she did not dare question the specifics the report lacked. With a blink the memo bleeped out of her sight and into the folder named ‘1920’ which her monocular HUD had already prepared. Now with a clear view of the hallway and her new rookie partner, Adaline noticed how his lips curled upwards whilst waiting for a reply. It took her a moment to take in every direct detail about this soldier and automatically her HUD projected his general information provided by the Agency. Name, date of birth, height, general GPA,.. But no intel about his previous partners and their proffesional relationship. The annoyance was hard to hide when she once again filed the report. Suddenly having a partner seemed to scare her a little. What if their work ethics were drastically different and they had to call it quits? “What have you been doing the past 6 months if I may ask? Not to be rude, but I need to report on all the required knowledge to launch this mission.” Her calm attitude remained as she walked past him and entered a few coördinates in her genetic arm pad. “This way.”
The training area seemed about as empty as it could be. Many of the soldiers were either at the Acadamy or working out missions of their own anyway. And here she was. The large room covered by a enormous dome of glass was neatly divided by eliminated strips on the floor, showing as much as 4 main area’s. A row of individual pods were humming with electricity keeping them up to date on the latest flight simulation software. An oldschool boxing ring with a few benches and loads of sports equipment stacked upon metal shelves on the other side. Various guns and lasers attached to a thick cord showed the VR section and last but not least: a library.
“I see on your latest evaluation report that your fighting skills are exquisite. Do you need a moment to refresh your memories?” Adaline turned around for a moment, lifting her brow and letting her eyes briefly search for his more noticeable muscles. The amused sparkle in her eyes left as fast as it came and she quickly turned her view away from her new partner. “I’ll send you a few protocol through your HUD number, read it through when you have a moment please.”
The training area seemed about as empty as it could be. Many of the soldiers were either at the Acadamy or working out missions of their own anyway. And here she was. The large room covered by a enormous dome of glass was neatly divided by eliminated strips on the floor, showing as much as 4 main area’s. A row of individual pods were humming with electricity keeping them up to date on the latest flight simulation software. An oldschool boxing ring with a few benches and loads of sports equipment stacked upon metal shelves on the other side. Various guns and lasers attached to a thick cord showed the VR section and last but not least: a library.
“I see on your latest evaluation report that your fighting skills are exquisite. Do you need a moment to refresh your memories?” Adaline turned around for a moment, lifting her brow and letting her eyes briefly search for his more noticeable muscles. The amused sparkle in her eyes left as fast as it came and she quickly turned her view away from her new partner. “I’ll send you a few protocol through your HUD number, read it through when you have a moment please.”
Is there anything you’d like to see in my next post? It’s quite ‘out’ there in the open, so I can basically go anywhere from here. Given we are about to go into a conversation, I assume our posts won’t be as lenghty. ^.^
Bumpie~
Hey hey, hows it going? Today is a national holiday which means no shop or anything else opens up. I’m literally suck inside haha! Soooo.. I’m hoping you can find some time to reply to our roleplay so I have something (other than cleaning, ‘cause that’s what’ll do most likely) fun to do! :D
Are you okay? D:
Are you okay? D:
Moved into original post (see update)
I'm a bit rusty so bear with me please! It's been a while xD
The sound of a solid piece of metal clunked onto the paved road, which filled the morning silence in the 7th district of Zign. The plant Zign hadn’t been the most promising planet the government had set into terraforming. There were several issues with the flora development which resulted into criminals with enough chemistry knowledge to take advantage of the illegal plants growing there. You’d think such practises would be located long before there would’ve been any drug on the market, but sadly the information only arrived within headquarters a few weeks ago. The result: a heavily armed and organised group of outlaws had set up camp within a few clicks of the greenhouses and had a fully operational production of this highly addictive drug. Naturally, somebody had to shut them down and Adaline Ellis seemed just about ready for a real mission.
Adaline's mind had been set on field work ever since she had joined the army. Years of training later, she finally had been assigned on what seemed like an easy starter (disassemble and report) but ended up being a real pain in the ass. The amount of security and weapons were badly calculated and surely extra ammunition, gear and aid were needed. Although the severity of the mission, Adaline finally reported clearance and requested a transfer back to HQ. An approved message came back with an unusual extra note: a man named Kyle Vance, usually in charge of the trainees, had set up a meeting after she would arrive at the Agency. She assumed it would involve another mission and hadn't given it a second thought.
Heavy soldier boots soiled the entrance panel that had opened up in the back of a HUB shuttle. Small LED-lights dimmed as the panel slowly was set into motion again to shut with a sizzling sound. A few clicking sounds confirmed that the shuttle was firmly locked. With a deep sigh Adaline dropped a black bag packed with necessities, patched poorly together with grey stitching, on the ground in the loading area. Housework had never been her strongest skill and would probably never will, given her choice of employment. A broad metal panel slid up as she moved towards the control room of the shuttle. With a moan, she started peeling off her thick combat suit which stuck to her athletic body. A thin knife had clearly punctured through the abdominal area. When finally freed of the tight jacket, slightly dried up blood oozed through her white tanktop just above her right hip. After closer investigation, the wound was only a cut and had not damaged any organs. It would leave a nasty scar though. Adaline opened up a cabinet next to the smallest kitchenette that they could fit in a shuttle this size and started collecting all the ointments and bandages she had memorised from her training. Applying them without a few squeaks and curse words were not so easy. “No more solo work, that’s for sure..” she mumbled in between her teeth whilst cleaning up the remnants and heading towards the shower.
The Agency, a glorious building making every creature in this vast universe jealous. At least, if extravagant was your preferred style. A rather tight, dark blue suit squeezed Adaline in all the right places as she walked inside. Her long, blonde hair tied together in a ponytail swept from side to side as she headed towards the assigned room. A light knock reverberated though the empty hall in which she stood. Only now she began to feel her heart beat against her chest, a very unwelcome anxious reaction. What if her review was so bad, she would be taken OFF the field?
“Ah, there she is. Kichirou, may I introduce Adaline Ellis.”
The natural light in the room illuminated Adaline’s bright blue eyes. The small cuts and bruises on her cheek and nose did not seem to cover the few freckles she had gained during the many hours in the bright sun of Zign. Her expression remained calm as she laid her eyes onto Vance in front of her. With her arms straight next to her body, she slightly nodded towards the duo.
“Sir." Her eyes slowly slid towards the soldier in front of him.
"Nice to meet you.”
Adaline's mind had been set on field work ever since she had joined the army. Years of training later, she finally had been assigned on what seemed like an easy starter (disassemble and report) but ended up being a real pain in the ass. The amount of security and weapons were badly calculated and surely extra ammunition, gear and aid were needed. Although the severity of the mission, Adaline finally reported clearance and requested a transfer back to HQ. An approved message came back with an unusual extra note: a man named Kyle Vance, usually in charge of the trainees, had set up a meeting after she would arrive at the Agency. She assumed it would involve another mission and hadn't given it a second thought.
Heavy soldier boots soiled the entrance panel that had opened up in the back of a HUB shuttle. Small LED-lights dimmed as the panel slowly was set into motion again to shut with a sizzling sound. A few clicking sounds confirmed that the shuttle was firmly locked. With a deep sigh Adaline dropped a black bag packed with necessities, patched poorly together with grey stitching, on the ground in the loading area. Housework had never been her strongest skill and would probably never will, given her choice of employment. A broad metal panel slid up as she moved towards the control room of the shuttle. With a moan, she started peeling off her thick combat suit which stuck to her athletic body. A thin knife had clearly punctured through the abdominal area. When finally freed of the tight jacket, slightly dried up blood oozed through her white tanktop just above her right hip. After closer investigation, the wound was only a cut and had not damaged any organs. It would leave a nasty scar though. Adaline opened up a cabinet next to the smallest kitchenette that they could fit in a shuttle this size and started collecting all the ointments and bandages she had memorised from her training. Applying them without a few squeaks and curse words were not so easy. “No more solo work, that’s for sure..” she mumbled in between her teeth whilst cleaning up the remnants and heading towards the shower.
The Agency, a glorious building making every creature in this vast universe jealous. At least, if extravagant was your preferred style. A rather tight, dark blue suit squeezed Adaline in all the right places as she walked inside. Her long, blonde hair tied together in a ponytail swept from side to side as she headed towards the assigned room. A light knock reverberated though the empty hall in which she stood. Only now she began to feel her heart beat against her chest, a very unwelcome anxious reaction. What if her review was so bad, she would be taken OFF the field?
“Ah, there she is. Kichirou, may I introduce Adaline Ellis.”
The natural light in the room illuminated Adaline’s bright blue eyes. The small cuts and bruises on her cheek and nose did not seem to cover the few freckles she had gained during the many hours in the bright sun of Zign. Her expression remained calm as she laid her eyes onto Vance in front of her. With her arms straight next to her body, she slightly nodded towards the duo.
“Sir." Her eyes slowly slid towards the soldier in front of him.
"Nice to meet you.”
I love your first post! I can tell this is going to be awesome :D
Just wanted to leave you a reply before I start my workday - been up sinds 5AM to get ahead of the traffic and just arrived waaaay too early. But hey, at least I’ll get loads of work done!
Tonight I will write you my first post, I promise!
Just wanted to leave you a reply before I start my workday - been up sinds 5AM to get ahead of the traffic and just arrived waaaay too early. But hey, at least I’ll get loads of work done!
Tonight I will write you my first post, I promise!
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