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The Grim Crusade [Warhammer 30,000 RP]

I have been quite busy, but glad to have a rundown of things and I am still interested!

Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

I shall post tomorrow, meaning after I wake up!

Era of Succession(Closed)

The Hexanagallion Loyalists

Honored Resurgence Forces (HRF)

Type of Government: Stratocracy

Leader: High Warlord Jex Mal'tear

Persons of Importance:

Species(s) and Demographics: The Hexanagallions, and one human

Occupied Species: 1 billion humans, and various other races.

Religion Description and Demographics:

Culture: The Hexanagallions are a traditional, honor bound society that revolved around War and upholding warrior ideals. In recent years they have slowed down their aggressive crusade, becoming accomplished mechanics, shipwrights, and merchants. Just as when they were first hunting on their homeworld, the males of the species go out to hunt and the females stay home to protect the young. Most marines and soldiers are male, and most planetary guards are female.

History: When the Imperium began expanding, there were 12 Warmasters on the Council of Hexana, presiding over the 12 provinces of the world. For many years Hexana remained independent as system after system fell to the might of the Imperium. The Hexanagallions were confident in their military might and strategic minds to keep their autonomy and freedom. However, when the day of reckoning came and the Imperium were at their doorstep, it was not military might that did them in. It was simple attrition, and economics. No other planet would trade with them, unless they joined the Imperium. They could travel nowhere local, unless they had Imperial access codes and friends. The day came when the Hexanagallions had to decide to give in. 8 out of the 12 Warmasters submitted to Imperial rule.

4 did not. 4 Warmasters saw it as a sign of weakness and dishonor, to be assimilated so quickly. Not only that, but do submit without raising arms! They gathered what forces they could, and took their greatest creation, the terraforming machine 'Life Bringer' with them. They sent the strike cruisers forward, and carved their way out of the system by terrifying force. The 4 loyalists did as they had never done before, and fled into the far reaches of space. Never again, they pledged.

Short years later, their fleet found themselves in the center of the Scutum-Crux Arm, and landed on a jungle moon orbiting a barren planet. They dubbed the moon Kal'vrosh, meaning 'People's Landing' in their language. The moon was unforgiving and harsh, close to the system's sun and teeming with great beasts. It was a blessing by the Honored Divine. They did their best to stay low on the Imperium's radar, Terraforming the worlds in that single system and inhabiting them. They began to make great structures of metal and strength, creating huge Ships that served as moving colonies for them to traverse space with, if ever their population reached such heights. And they did.

When they reached the 4th planet at the center of the system's line of heavenly bodies, they discovered something within its core. The planet was made of dense cavern systems that traversed the bulk of the world, some large enough for small cruisers to fly through. When they reached the center, they found an orb like a sun, that glowed golden. It had a radius of 300 meters on all sides, and even to this day, the Hexanagllions know not what its true purpose is. Only that their High Prophet receives visions when basked within its light, and that a mere year ago from the current star date, the Hexanagallions had developed a way to harness that energy in a slow, albeit safe manner. The light of the Prophet's Orb fuels the Flagship for Warmaster Jex.

Dating back however, for centuries the Hexanagallions have fought a successful guerrilla war with the Imperium. Never doing too much damage to raise the ire of all Imperial forces, but slowly driving back and distracting any forces that stray toward their lone system. That is, until 210 years ago when the Imperium collapsed. For 45 years afterwards, they gathered their strength and ships, being goaded by their Prophets that this was the time before the collapse of the Universe. It was now or never. Approximately 165 years ago, the first independent planet still gathering itself together after the Imperium's fall became silent. One year after, the entire system was silenced. A year later, another system was silenced. 5 years hence, another sent out distress signals, and was subsequently destroyed before silence. The calls for help were reached by the a neighboring system near the edge of the Sagittarius Arm, telling of brutal warships and horrifying troops of Reavers. Because of the ensuing chaos, many thought all in those systems were slaughtered until millions of refugees arrived in the Second Terran Imperium, giving tales of beasts that would allow them to live and run if they could.

System after system fell, until the Hexanagallions had cut a sizable piece of the Galaxy for themselves. The latest system to fall under their rule was the Ordo Sanctus system. The humans of Ordo Sanctus and their 4 planets gave up without a fight as the Hexanagallions entered their system, and they were allowed to live, the Warmaster honoring them. It was however, a ploy. The System fought back as the Hexagallions were off guard, taking out 5% of their forces without effort before the fight was on full. Within less than a year, the Hexagallions had conquered the system. When their military had been decimated beyond repair, the Hexanagallions allowed the civilians that remained to flee on their ships to spread word of their might. This would be the last system to fall, a mere 7 years ago finishing a small off a small campaign further east within the Galaxy, near the Gashathi Rule and the Dominion of Man, at the edge of Agonis Collective space.

In recent years, the Resurgence forces have sent out contacts to their fellows within the Second Terran Imperium. The loyalists have even halted their advance, becoming moderately good traders with the other systems. They might not be extremely savvy, but their code of honor permits them not to cheat on their deals, and are popular as a result. That does not mean that a lack of expansion means a lack of conflict. Space faring barbarians have come into contact 17 years previously, and an ongoing battle has ensued eveytime they have met. The HRF find them worthy practice, and a good way to test new recruits by sending them forth to hold them back. It has become a stalemate. They attempted to make contact with the Agonis Collective, before finding out the horrific truth of an A.I. subjugating races. The HRF are now mobilising to attack and help the rebels, but are taking their time as they must not only hold the line, but focus on another task soon to be dealt with.

Military:

Army

Hexanagallion Soldiers. The backbone of the military. There are three types.
Warriors: Armed with Plasma based assault rifles (with bladed stocks), Blood Knives, and Scythe Pistols.
Reavers: Melee specialists. They wield Xarkonian great swords/Axes/hammers that can punch/cleave through most armor, even tank armor if given a few good swings. They are known for their skill and speed. Some choose to wield lightweight energy shields.
Destroyers: Heavy Weapon specialists. They wield unmounted Plasma turrets, Warhammer Rockets, Dragon flamers, and Gauss Rifles.
Honored Fists: Stealth fighters who wield only Blood Knives or bare fists. A few use bolt Crossbows/longbows (high tech armor piercing, silenced weapons).

Navy

Warrior 001
A bit larger, but no less sleek and agile as most human starfighters. Twin lascannons and over a dozen torpedoes.
Warrior 002
A somewhat more robust starship fighter, with double the armaments with only a miniscule reduction of maneuverability as the 001 class.
Predator Class Frigate/Cruiser
Armed with 4 main ARK Cannons that reduce most armor to rubble, with 8 huge lascannons, and 50 large torpedoes, the predator cruiser has been paramount in the conquering of enemy systems the past 200 years, with moderate armor/shield and swift thrusters.
Harbinger Class Dreadnought

Star Wars: A New Beginning

LOL.
Sol'id is the only one who is supposed to be there though, albeit without anyone else's knowledge.

STAR WARS: Bounty Hunters [Closed down]

@HeatYou probably got busy, and it's understandable. We're ready when you are, though.

The Fall of Lordaeron [Warcraft RP]

If Vol'jin wants to be our Warchief, I think we need to see his birth-certificate! I mean come on, having a Troll in charge of the ORCISH Horde? He's weak. We need a leader who'll build a great, great wall in Ashenvale, and make the Night Elves pay for it!

Time to Make Ogrimmar Great Again. Time for an Orc Warchief again!

@Jotunn Draugr

Once our GM gets back, we'd be happy to put an Axe in your skull, Mr. Trump :D

Star Wars: A New Beginning

Yeah, I'm thinking Gavon might wanna speak before Sol'id^^

Watchmen-inspired Vigilante RP (WIP)

Count me interested.

B!tchfest: a healthy release for our non-roleplay annoyances.

Incoherant rambling

Foreword: I'm kind of a dog person. My mother's father's side all are, it's just a family thing. If you're not a dog person you probably won't get my whinging so whatever.
My mother's side of the family is 1000% f***ed up (which is really a separate issue. I could fill pages with it). Anyway, my granddad moved away last year, but just before that his dog (my favourite) died while I was at uni. She died over a year ago and I only found out because I was having lunch with my grandma yesterday who found out through someone else (they're separated) that one of his dogs had died but she didn't know (or care) which...I had to ask my brother through facebook messenger... It wasn't a fun way to find out that to all intents and purposes a member of your family has died. I don't know if I've been half-disowned because I'm my mother's daughter, or whether there's an object permanence issue where they just forget I exist when I'm not around, I send birthday/Christmas cards but they're never returned, wrote letters that were never replied to, even though they're far away I'm trying to get it through that I care about them... I'm just so hurt that NOBODY bothered to tell me, even though they got in contact with my brother about it, when everyone knew how much I f***ing loved that dog.
Later my grandma said something very...not right about someone in our family who died before that happened and I just...I don't know at what point duty to my family becomes masochism. I tend to be a bit "f*** family" but I don't really believe that, I just don't believe in being loyal to anyone that repeatedly and deliberately hurts you (which some families do when they take one another for granted). I can't help but care about these people but all it does is cause me more bloody pain. I don't get anything out of it except trauma. I can't feel selfish when all I really want is them to drop me a text once or twice a year or maybe send a Christmas card or whatever.

I guess I'm just going to keep surrounding myself with the awesome people and family who do want to be part of my life and aren't so meh.

e: also I just got home and realised I forgot my toothbrush. F*** MY LIFE

@hayley

Oh my god, that sucks I'm so sorry. Dogs ARE family members and I HATE dealing with people who treat them like trash that's thrown away if they pass on. That pisses me the fuck off, pardon my language.

The Elder Scrolls: Fruits of Contention - Chapter 1 (Completed)

I'm not even on the boat, and this suspense!