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6 mos ago
Current Ahsoka been out for weeks now where all the Star Wars rps at
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1 yr ago
Desire for Star Wars or Stargate roleplay intensifies
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2 yrs ago
Just waiting for the Star Wars RPs to crop up with the fact Kenobi is now out.
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2 yrs ago
Just punch the children. Problem solved.
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2 yrs ago
I don't jusr want Star Wars. I want this: youtube.com/watch?v=YECbFw_…
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S E P

E V I L S C O T T I S H G U Y


So I have been on the Guild for a long, long, long, long, long, long, LONG time. I first joined the OldGuild around, my best guess would be 2012? I've been active in the Star Wars scene on the Guild since then, there have been very few games based around that genre that I haven't at least nosed my way in on. My very first game was a Star Wars game and that's what actually really got me into the Star Wars Franchise.

It's weird to think but I am such a major Star Wars nerd these days, yet before I was on the Guild I wasn't. I got into a Star Wars RP, got onto the Wikia, and then away I went into a spiral of nerd-om that I currently live within.

I run a Star Wars based Meme Page on Facebook (Migs Mayfield - Core), and live my best life right now.

Active Roleplays:
Nada

Roleplays I miss:

One Universe: Unlimited - A Marvel/DC Comics Roleplay by @Master Bruce
Ultimate One Universe by @Master Bruce
No Turning Back by Me.
Star Wars: Galaxies at War by Me.
Absolute Comics by a load of people.

Most Recent Posts

'Endurance' Mess Hall // Hyperspace // Imperial Territory


In one hand, Rae held a datapad. Still pouring over the data on the TIE defender. It was a logical next step in the TIE Program, faster than a standard TIE. More heavily armoured, shielded, and weaponised. It was a flying tank. It far exceeded anything that the Separatists could throw at them. In her other hand was some form of sandwich, the droid that dispensed the food had informed here it was some form of nerf dish. She could almost swear it was bantha though. She didn't look up as she heard a clatter of two trays as FO.Jahrand Linsken and FO.Marfin Jersco sat themselves down. Eleven and Twelve.

"You still studying Fussy?" Rae looked up and scowled at Linsken. The Empire didn't use traditional callsigns that came from nicknames given by other pilots. That didn't stop the pilots from coming up with nicknames for each other, and this one had followed her since her time at the academy. She still wasn't entirely sure how it had got onto the Endurance, but had learned that to fight it was to already lose.

"Just making sure I'm ready for next time."

"You sure you're ready for round three?" The voice came from over her head, as they were soon joined by Anders, more affectionately known to Two-Ten flight as 'Control'. He was their tactical officers. While the Republic in its heyday had relied on astrmomechs aboard ship, the Empire instead preferred the human element.

"I've got the highest kill count so far, don't I?" She flashed a sneer at the Lieutenant, though it didn't travel to her eyes, which instead stayed warm.

"Careful Anders, she's still in attack mode."

Putting down her holopad as Anders sat down to join them. "I wouldn't harm our Tactical Officer-"

He opened his mouth as if to speak, though before he could Rae interrupted him. "-it is way to time consuming to break another one in."

Linksken slapped him on the back as he laughed. "See. Doesn't she just make you feel appreciated?"

"Completely."

"He's also a valuable source of intel."

"Talking about that..."

Anders shrugged. "I have no more idea where we're going than any of you do." Rae waved her hand.

"I don't believe that for a second. Surely you took a peek at the hyperspace co-ordinates being relayed to the Defenders."

He reached over and tapped the top of Raes datapad.

"You need to work on your reading. The Defenders have fully fledged Nav-Computers. They don't need co-ordinates relayed to them."

"Boo."

Rae mulled it over. "Well. Something is going on."

Jersco nodded. "Running silent for training missions, then called away during an exercise?"

Linksken chimed in. "Not to mention that our new-toys are flying point. We're either going somewhere to make a statement, or an Imperial site."

"I'd guess a blacksite."

Rae turned to Anders and arched an eyebrow, he merely shrugged his shoulders. "If I was a betting man."

Rae mulled it over for a second before nodding. "True enough, if we were flying to combat you'd be in non-stop briefings-" Picking up on her train of thought, Anders chimed in.

"-and if we were going anywhere in public the Defenders wouldn't be flying point. Since right now they're clearly in development."

"Oh look at you two-" Jersco hadn't even finished before the daggers stared at him by two superior officers quickly shut him down.

Linksken, to his comrades rescue picked up his cup. "A toast then, to secret operations!
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I might shift that blue slightly lighter in shade whenI get some time then.


Nah its fine my man.
'Endurance' Mess Hall // Hyperspace // Imperial Territory


In one hand, Rae held a datapad. Still pouring over the data on the TIE defender. It was a logical next step in the TIE Program, faster than a standard TIE. More heavily armoured, shielded, and weaponised. It was a flying tank. It far exceeded anything that the Separatists could throw at them. In her other hand was some form of sandwich, the droid that dispensed the food had informed here it was some form of nerf dish. She could almost swear it was bantha though. She didn't look up as she heard a clatter of two trays as FO.Jahrand Linsken and FO.Marfin Jersco sat themselves down. Eleven and Twelve.

"You still studying Fussy?" Rae looked up and scowled at Linsken. The Empire didn't use traditional callsigns that came from nicknames given by other pilots. That didn't stop the pilots from coming up with nicknames for each other, and this one had followed her since her time at the academy. She still wasn't entirely sure how it had got onto the Endurance, but had learned that to fight it was to already lose.

"Just making sure I'm ready for next time."

"You sure you're ready for round three?" The voice came from over her head, as they were soon joined by Anders, more affectionately known to Two-Ten flight as 'Control'. He was their tactical officers. While the Republic in its heyday had relied on astrmomechs aboard ship, the Empire instead preferred the human element.

"I've got the highest kill count so far, don't I?" She flashed a sneer at the Lieutenant, though it didn't travel to her eyes, which instead stayed warm.

"Careful Anders, she's still in attack mode."

Putting down her holopad as Anders sat down to join them. "I wouldn't harm our Tactical Officer-"

He opened his mouth as if to speak, though before he could Rae interrupted him. "-it is way to time consuming to break another one in."

Linksken slapped him on the back as he laughed. "See. Doesn't she just make you feel appreciated?"

"Completely."

"He's also a valuable source of intel."

"Talking about that..."

Anders shrugged. "I have no more idea where we're going than any of you do." Rae waved her hand.

"I don't believe that for a second. Surely you took a peek at the hyperspace co-ordinates being relayed to the Defenders."

He reached over and tapped the top of Raes datapad.

"You need to work on your reading. The Defenders have fully fledged Nav-Computers. They don't need co-ordinates relayed to them."

"Boo."

Rae mulled it over. "Well. Something is going on."

Jersco nodded. "Running silent for training missions, then called away during an exercise?"

Linksken chimed in. "Not to mention that our new-toys are flying point. We're either going somewhere to make a statement, or an Imperial site."

"I'd guess a blacksite."

Rae turned to Anders and arched an eyebrow, he merely shrugged his shoulders. "If I was a betting man."

Rae mulled it over for a second before nodding. "True enough, if we were flying to combat you'd be in non-stop briefings-" Picking up on her train of thought, Anders chimed in.

"-and if we were going anywhere in public the Defenders wouldn't be flying point. Since right now they're clearly in development."

"Oh look at you two-" Jersco hadn't even finished before the daggers stared at him by two superior officers quickly shut him down.

Linksken, to his comrades rescue picked up his cup. "A toast then, to secret operations!
No issues from this colourblind GM. Can't speak for Sep, I think we have different types of colourblindness.


It's close but I can read it.

<Snipped quote by Sep>

Boooo!


Acceptance withdrawn.
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The Iron Avengers are approved.


Yeah they are. They don't need to Iron out any details
SUICIDE SQUAD
SUICIDE SQUAD

“I will have but one mistress and no master” -- Elizabeth I
C H A R A C T E R P O R T R A I T
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C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
C H A R A C T E R S U M M A R Y
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Sir Richard Flagg (Commander)
Lloyd Lawton (Welsh assassin and master archer)
Eve Eden (Witch)
George Harkness (Highwayman)
Father Christopher "Peacemaker" Smith (Debauched Priest)
The Blackguard (Scottish bandit)

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Mercenary Unut | England
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Multiverse 1345 Open to Collaborators

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S
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P O S T C A T A L O G
P O S T C A T A L O G
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W H A T I F...?
W H A T I F...?


The Suicide Squad went medieval on someone? ________________________________________________________________________________________
Led in the field by disgraced knight Sir Richard Flagg, the War Bastards are a motley rabble of condemned men -- and one woman -- pulled from prisons and gallows across England with one last shot at freedom: Complete high risk and dangerous quests for King and Country. if you survive, you're free to go, if you run or attempt to bite the hand that feeds you, you will be put down on the spot. Overseen by Lady Amanda Waller and reporting directly to King Edward III, the Bastards are sometimes crudely referred to as a suicidal. Currently they find themselves in Normandy as part of Edward's vanguard claim the French throne for himself.

P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
P L O T ( S ) & G O A L ( S )
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Historical middle ages combat with a ragtag motley crew of fuck ups and dangerous characters. What's not to love?



I love it.
Doom commands the Second page or the IC. As he should.
@BangoSkank with the multiversal concept you could really run with any of these ideas that take your particular fancy. When you're not in the Prime universe it's really about writing what you find interesting, rather than attempting to fill any particular niché.

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Apologies for the delay, but Batman (is yet again) accepted.


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