Ruby

And so the search begins

@Ruby I’ve been on a ME binge lately and didn’t give Andromeda a fair shake when it launched. I love it now.

@Ryder

I always liked it.

But I'm a fan girl. So.

And so the search begins

for new RP partners.

@Ryder

Welcome to the Guild! I saw that account sign up and wondered if it was regarding ME.

New and excited

My older brother had introduced me to this site a few years ago and I wasn't really into doing anything on it other than reading what stories he had participated in. He is off to the military now and I thought I might as well come back and see whats up, and see what kind of stories I can help write with your help.

Thanks for reading

@Meglegere

Welcome to the Guild!

Ban the Person above you

Banned because I'm mad with power.

Yknow what. Not just banned, NUKED.

Hello Hello!

I'm new here! Obviously. I'm not the best roleplayer but I also dont one-line and I'm always looking for a chance to improve. Nice to meet ya'll! Also, I'm a student, so replies from me can vary from like 10 minutes to a solid day depending on how much homework I've gotten.

@Suneli

Welcome to the Guild!

Older player looking for a place to ease back into RPGs

Howdy! I'm an old school player looking to get back into it again. I tend towards genres of Fantasy, Steampunk, and Urban Paranormal with a few fandoms here and there. Having a Hogwarts craving lately which is odd because I don't normally do school RPs, but whatever. Um, I'll also say that I tend to be an oddball with stuff. I'm constantly vexed while reading D&D rules and such by all of the stereotypes that I want to break SO BADLY! That and I like to get creative, adding my OWN lines to the coloring page at times. Because I'm weird. I give Beetlejuice a run for his money at times. XD

I can do lite stuff and I can do what yall list as Casual. I do sometimes get really descriptive and long winded, but don't invite me to areas with heavy emphasis on grammar and spelling and that jazz. It's unnecessarily stressful to me and 20 years ago, half the people in my community were geeks with learning disorders in the typing department. I learned to read special needs RP posts just fine, I value my time spent with those players, and I myself have my own quirks. Which are only getting worse as I get older. I get to be one of those lovely people at the head of the ADD/ADHD and Aspergers/ASD population explosions who gets to navigate the minefield ahead of the rest. Yee-borkn-haw. :|

Dangit, I promised I wouldn't get on that soapbox again. -Yells at self to cut the crap.-
ANYwho, I'm needing to find some patient tolerating people to play with and add new memories to my plethora of old ones in the RPG domains. I'm also hoping that getting into at least one game somewhere can help distract me from these stupid random mood swings that are apparently a part of every woman's life as she gets up in years. :P My brain also needs the exercise.

Also also.. I apologise for my twang as I tend to type how I talk these days. That southern dialect just creeps in on occasion. I just consider it spice on the pie these days. -shrug-

@Akatala

Never apologize for the southern thing.

Welcome to the Guild! Good luck, any questions feel free to send me a message.

Older player looking for a place to ease back into RPGs

Howdy! I'm an old school player looking to get back into it again. I tend towards genres of Fantasy, Steampunk, and Urban Paranormal with a few fandoms here and there. Having a Hogwarts craving lately which is odd because I don't normally do school RPs, but whatever. Um, I'll also say that I tend to be an oddball with stuff. I'm constantly vexed while reading D&D rules and such by all of the stereotypes that I want to break SO BADLY! That and I like to get creative, adding my OWN lines to the coloring page at times. Because I'm weird. I give Beetlejuice a run for his money at times. XD

I can do lite stuff and I can do what yall list as Casual. I do sometimes get really descriptive and long winded, but don't invite me to areas with heavy emphasis on grammar and spelling and that jazz. It's unnecessarily stressful to me and 20 years ago, half the people in my community were geeks with learning disorders in the typing department. I learned to read special needs RP posts just fine, I value my time spent with those players, and I myself have my own quirks. Which are only getting worse as I get older. I get to be one of those lovely people at the head of the ADD/ADHD and Aspergers/ASD population explosions who gets to navigate the minefield ahead of the rest. Yee-borkn-haw. :|

Dangit, I promised I wouldn't get on that soapbox again. -Yells at self to cut the crap.-
ANYwho, I'm needing to find some patient tolerating people to play with and add new memories to my plethora of old ones in the RPG domains. I'm also hoping that getting into at least one game somewhere can help distract me from these stupid random mood swings that are apparently a part of every woman's life as she gets up in years. :P My brain also needs the exercise.

Also also.. I apologise for my twang as I tend to type how I talk these days. That southern dialect just creeps in on occasion. I just consider it spice on the pie these days. -shrug-

@Akatala

Welcome back!

[Deep Core, 6 ATC 4] Mission: Harvest Moon

"There's a lot of armor."

The technician said it, again, as if that meant anything to her. Bright eyes slipped from the secondary AUX control box wiring under the floor to the Imperial wrench monkey that was light on age and experience, and heavy on try hard. She knew the difficulties all the armor would present her. Like trying to fly a metal box through an asteroid field. It's not as if the Republic task force was going to just let them waltz in. Yet Briar found herself not feeling overly worried about that aspect of the mission. She could fly a metal box through an asteroid field--she had all the confidence in the galaxy of being able to do that.

It was the mission itself that gnawed at her. It was a insect crawling under her skin, itching and burning, but nothing she could do about it without ripping into it all: the mission boss had made it very very clear that there was no going back. There was no calling this off. This had been a favor, and she was just now beginning to see why Collem had called in the fighter ace. This wasn't just tricky flying, this would have just as much to do with her sidearms, and her abilities in sussing out bullshit from reality if the mission went Sith sideways: competing agendas coming into play.

But that didn't seem all that likely to her; of the three Sith present they seemed a far cry from the warriors Briar was used to. They seemed far more dangerous to her. They were quiet enough to almost be confused for reserved had they not been so...aggressive. They were masked in black with masked faces that were near designed in some vague beastly fashion, as if the Sith below were wild and predatory. One had been downright kind to her. At least she had thought so, until that night in her rack she had dreams that weren't her dreams. She felt the dreams like a violation, a feeling that went bone deep.

She'd confronted the Sith in the tiny passageway about it. He didn't apologize, he didn't say much of anything. He called her a pretty, fragile, little thing and wished her luck on the mission. The dreams became nightmares that night. Last night? Nothing. Restful, peaceful, sleep. Maybe the Sith was just letting the pilot sleep before a mission, maybe he'd grown bored, either way Briar would be glad to be done with this mission and back with her squadron.

"Thanks. We'll be heading out soon."

The technician nodded in response as the pilot finished her visual inspection of the spacecraft prior to launch, wandering back to Collem. In her meandering she passed the 975th. As far as Collem had been willing to share and she could tell they were the competing agenda; shadowy commandos being sent in to assist the three Sith sent by the mysterious Darth in part. Their real mission? Collem knew. Briar didn't, and that was fine with her. Their leader wasn't anything like the mysterious Sith. A female shorter than Briar by an inch or two at most given the serious nature of the woman's boots and how thick their soles were. Probably not much shorter outside the boots, if Briar eyed the special operator carefully.

And Briar had. Enjoying every second of it.

Now all Briar offered a half-grin to the woman and her people as she walked by in her grey flightsuit, as well aware of how complimenting of her figure that her flightsuit was as she was aware that at least a few of the special operators would notice the same as she went by. It was a chuckle inducing kind of moment. The kind of moment that quickly fades the closer to go time Briar felt them get. When she finally got to Collem he looked almost peaceful. It was a front, and Briar knew him well enough to know that, but it was a front that even gave her a little bit of comfort.

She stood close to him. Close enough to whisper very carefully.

"This is the weirdest mission I've ever been on. There are dark things going on around us, C. Those Sith frighten me more than normal, and that group of commandos is unsettling in how good they seem to think they are," neverminding Briar fully believed they were as good as they thought they were, "Thier commander makes me as nervous as the Sith." A faint snort flared her nostrils as her head tilted just so, to allow the longer and messier than typical mission pony tail to escape her face.

"Please tell me you at least know everything that's going on in this mission. Competing agendas on the same mission always end so well for us."

Back from the Dead, or Five Years Later

It's been a very long time since I've been active. I'm Cosmic Fury. Most here will not remember me, and I knew even fewer closely. I used to run around with a small group that moved here from another forum some seven years ago or so. I stopped posting around five years ago when life started getting busy for me.

Since 2014, I've completed my time in the Navy, and that ship has sailed on without me. Since then, I've earned three college degrees: a bachelor's degree in liberal arts, an MBA degree, and a bachelor's degree in natural science (well, this December at least). I have the goal in mind of getting into the space industry and all the exciting things that can be done with it. It's for that goal that I've done much of what I have up until this point.

I've since hopped onto the Discord since I'm active there and have almost no social life these days. I hope to get reacquainted with all of you as I move forward. Special shoutouts to Beta, Legion_X51, and paingodsson. Not sure if you guys are still around, but I remember you fondly -- no homo. :)

@Cosmic Fury

Swear I've seen Beta not THAT long ago...but don't hold me to it. XD

Welcome back to the Guild!