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Okay team, there's a new post up launching us off on the mission. Follow it up with your own, and I'll keep things moving so we don't bog down.
Lost Cause, if you're joining us, then get your character up soon, and I'll write you in as joining us mid-mission, or after it returns. If you're not, then fair enough.
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F**CKING HOFF-STYLE!
16 days ago
The desire to join an RP instead of run one, but the lack of anything being advertised or open that fits my interests
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2 mos ago
Why are people posting 1x1 'looking for' threads in the main section, when there's a whole section for 1x1 RP's?
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3 mos ago
It'd be nice to be able to *play* an RP I'm interested in for once, rather than having to *run* one all the time. Of course, doesn't help that I'm picky about what I enjoy.
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3 mos ago
Hmmmmm... PM inviting me to an RP on Discord by a user who just joined the site and has no posts? Doesn't sound iffy at all, no sir.
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Bio
I've been roleplaying in one form or another since the late '90's. I've played as many tabletop games as I have online ones, and the quality of both has varied wildly.
I have an active imagination, and I love immersive, descriptive roleplaying. My genres of choice are sci-fi, and modern-day (with a sci-fi twist). I like RP's that mix reality with fiction, and throw an unusual and exciting twist into an otherwise normal setting - something like Stargate SG-1 would be an example, or Battle: Los Angeles. An almost recognizable world, but with some sci-fi twists.
I'm a fan of military and action-based RP's that do this especially, and they are easily my favourite - though I rarely see any that appeal to me enough - all the military RP's are too 'plain', and anything else modern day is usually fantasy or fandom. Or *shudder* school RPs...
I have a lot of fandoms; Transformers, Macross, MLP: FiM, Fallout, Battletech, Ace Combat, and others to varying degrees. But I don't often join fandom RPs because the ones I'm into don't come up, or I am very picky about my RPs and their plots and feel.
I don't play in free, as I find the short posts and bad spelling and grammar infuriating. I like a lot of depth, story, setting and character to my RPs, so am usually found in Casual and sometimes Advanced. Though, usually running my own RPs.
I'm 43 years old, and live in the UK, so I may not be on all the time.
I also like playing non-human characters, especially anthro ones, robots or synthetics, or some hybrid of both.
Outside of my RP tastes and hobby; I read a lot of books, play wargames and TTRPGs, make model aircraft and vehicles, and am also a brony and furry. I have been running a large local furmeet group for the last 10 years and have been involved in running a very successful UK MLP convention.
I have an active imagination, and I love immersive, descriptive roleplaying. My genres of choice are sci-fi, and modern-day (with a sci-fi twist). I like RP's that mix reality with fiction, and throw an unusual and exciting twist into an otherwise normal setting - something like Stargate SG-1 would be an example, or Battle: Los Angeles. An almost recognizable world, but with some sci-fi twists.
I'm a fan of military and action-based RP's that do this especially, and they are easily my favourite - though I rarely see any that appeal to me enough - all the military RP's are too 'plain', and anything else modern day is usually fantasy or fandom. Or *shudder* school RPs...
I have a lot of fandoms; Transformers, Macross, MLP: FiM, Fallout, Battletech, Ace Combat, and others to varying degrees. But I don't often join fandom RPs because the ones I'm into don't come up, or I am very picky about my RPs and their plots and feel.
I don't play in free, as I find the short posts and bad spelling and grammar infuriating. I like a lot of depth, story, setting and character to my RPs, so am usually found in Casual and sometimes Advanced. Though, usually running my own RPs.
I'm 43 years old, and live in the UK, so I may not be on all the time.
I also like playing non-human characters, especially anthro ones, robots or synthetics, or some hybrid of both.
Outside of my RP tastes and hobby; I read a lot of books, play wargames and TTRPGs, make model aircraft and vehicles, and am also a brony and furry. I have been running a large local furmeet group for the last 10 years and have been involved in running a very successful UK MLP convention.
Most Recent Posts
Ariella raised an eyebrow at Everett and Zola's banter. "You two won't have to be low and slow - I think you missed the briefing. You're doing all the ground attacks, since that's what your Fencer is built for, and it can carry so much. I'd say count yourselves lucky, but..." she left the sentence hanging, and grinned. "It's up to Swift and Musket to take all the pretty pictures so the Navy knows where to point all of its' guns. Halo and I have the glorious duty of covering all of your butts while you do your bit."
As Zola excused herself, the Israeli pilot returned the salute. The rest of the pilots began to get to the business of mission prep, leaving her to do the same. Like them, she looked up her charts and marked off the vital reference points for their run in, sharing her data with the others, before heading to the quartermaster to draw her survival vest, G-suit and other paraphernalia of fast-jet piloting.
Strapping into all the kit took a reasonable amount of time, and she made sure she'd hit the head before zipping into her 'speed jeans' and the heavy vest. As with all experienced pilots, she had a few of her own additions to the kit; a few minor personal survival items that could potentially come in handy. Given that they were flying over hostile territory as well, she was also provided with a sidearm and ammunition - although, should she get shot down, the thought of using it would be least in her mind. Escape and evasion was far more likely to be useful.
Most of the ninety minutes had gone by after she'd taken care of all of her business, and she was ready to walk out to the hangar by this point. Another siren announced the deceleration from Supercavitation speed, which was - thankfully - much smoother than the initial head-splitting acceleration, and was marked only be a series of moderate tremors and vibrations as the submarine slowed.
Making her way into the hangar, the pilot was surprised to see that the flight crews had managed to rearrange all of their aircraft as they'd armed and fuelled them. Every plane was ready for takeoff, and had been cleaned and whatever minor maintenance needed had been performed. All ground equipment was stowed, or in the process of being stowed, with only tow-carts and APU's around, whining their ear-splitting song as the engines of the planes were given initial power. The crew chief aimed a thumbs-up to her, and she returned one.
"Go do us proud!" he yelled and she nodded and gave a flashing smile back. "Sure thing, chief! We've got a lot of payback to chalk up before the books are balanced!"
Mounting the retractable ladder built into the Kfir, she settled into the cockpit and strapped in with some assistance, before accepting her helmet, handed to her by a crewman. A check of her watch showed time was up, and the mission was due to go.
A rumble sounded through the Nimue, and was promptly accompanied by a call over the PA by the captain for all crew to assume stations for surfaced ops, and for launch of aircraft.
The mission was about ready to go, and she felt excitement build, as the groundcrew shut panels and hatches on the planes, removed warning covers and tags, and the tow-tractor hooked up to her jet, and pulled it to the elevator. The canopy came down as the hydraulic platform lifted her to the launch deck. As the Kfir reached the end of the launching deck, the ceiling above her head split into two clamshell halves, and retracted down to either side, exposing the blue skies of a late Mediterranean afternoon.
Kalaxons sounded, and the tow tractor heaved the Kfir forward, hooking the nose gear up to the catapult bar. She went through the procedure taught a dozen, dozen times over in the training base for carrier launch, and practiced an even dozen more on an actual carrier in the atlantic. Throttles, instruments, checking outside the cockpit, engines, instruments-
She was as ready she was ever going to be. Then the light flash green, and someone yanked her hard from behind, as the Kfir with her aboard was slammed off the bow of the Nimue by the electromagnetic catapult. Back pressure on the stick, and the ocean fell away.
"Lioness, Excalibur One - Launch is good, and I'm taking up the hold pattern. Excalibur Squadron, let's get this party started".
As Zola excused herself, the Israeli pilot returned the salute. The rest of the pilots began to get to the business of mission prep, leaving her to do the same. Like them, she looked up her charts and marked off the vital reference points for their run in, sharing her data with the others, before heading to the quartermaster to draw her survival vest, G-suit and other paraphernalia of fast-jet piloting.
Strapping into all the kit took a reasonable amount of time, and she made sure she'd hit the head before zipping into her 'speed jeans' and the heavy vest. As with all experienced pilots, she had a few of her own additions to the kit; a few minor personal survival items that could potentially come in handy. Given that they were flying over hostile territory as well, she was also provided with a sidearm and ammunition - although, should she get shot down, the thought of using it would be least in her mind. Escape and evasion was far more likely to be useful.
Most of the ninety minutes had gone by after she'd taken care of all of her business, and she was ready to walk out to the hangar by this point. Another siren announced the deceleration from Supercavitation speed, which was - thankfully - much smoother than the initial head-splitting acceleration, and was marked only be a series of moderate tremors and vibrations as the submarine slowed.
Making her way into the hangar, the pilot was surprised to see that the flight crews had managed to rearrange all of their aircraft as they'd armed and fuelled them. Every plane was ready for takeoff, and had been cleaned and whatever minor maintenance needed had been performed. All ground equipment was stowed, or in the process of being stowed, with only tow-carts and APU's around, whining their ear-splitting song as the engines of the planes were given initial power. The crew chief aimed a thumbs-up to her, and she returned one.
"Go do us proud!" he yelled and she nodded and gave a flashing smile back. "Sure thing, chief! We've got a lot of payback to chalk up before the books are balanced!"
Mounting the retractable ladder built into the Kfir, she settled into the cockpit and strapped in with some assistance, before accepting her helmet, handed to her by a crewman. A check of her watch showed time was up, and the mission was due to go.
A rumble sounded through the Nimue, and was promptly accompanied by a call over the PA by the captain for all crew to assume stations for surfaced ops, and for launch of aircraft.
The mission was about ready to go, and she felt excitement build, as the groundcrew shut panels and hatches on the planes, removed warning covers and tags, and the tow-tractor hooked up to her jet, and pulled it to the elevator. The canopy came down as the hydraulic platform lifted her to the launch deck. As the Kfir reached the end of the launching deck, the ceiling above her head split into two clamshell halves, and retracted down to either side, exposing the blue skies of a late Mediterranean afternoon.
Kalaxons sounded, and the tow tractor heaved the Kfir forward, hooking the nose gear up to the catapult bar. She went through the procedure taught a dozen, dozen times over in the training base for carrier launch, and practiced an even dozen more on an actual carrier in the atlantic. Throttles, instruments, checking outside the cockpit, engines, instruments-
She was as ready she was ever going to be. Then the light flash green, and someone yanked her hard from behind, as the Kfir with her aboard was slammed off the bow of the Nimue by the electromagnetic catapult. Back pressure on the stick, and the ocean fell away.
"Lioness, Excalibur One - Launch is good, and I'm taking up the hold pattern. Excalibur Squadron, let's get this party started".
Eh, I'm not really interested anymore. If it's turned into an arena rp, then that's just boring to me.
Yes, quite.
No problems. I will try and get a post up tomorrow to move things on, as we're all kind of waiting around at the moment.
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GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
No worries, guys. ASTA, I was going to add a bit onto my next post to get your character a bit more integrated with what's going on after your first post, but obviously I'm waiting for a reply first.
Read the background - it'd be hard for it not to be more of an AU.
Be creative with the background - there's been a lot of unification of forces and cross-training. I'm sure that fitting in some aircraft carrier training should be a breeze.
Be creative with the background - there's been a lot of unification of forces and cross-training. I'm sure that fitting in some aircraft carrier training should be a breeze.
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GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
No worries, thanks!
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GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Hokay, I'm still waiting for a reply to my last post. If I don't get one shortly, then I will move the plot on a bit tomorrow. I'm pretty eager to get us up and moving on this mission.
Lost Cause said
Just want to check this is still open to new characters before I start serious plotting.
Mateotis answered the question - you're free to join in and get a character up... as long as you ACTUALLY POST. We've had a lot of problems with people posting characters, being really into it, and then dropping out after one or less posts.
IF you're actually going to join in, then you're more than welcome.
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