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6 mos ago
Current I feel like the guild should have a different section for those that were born after the guild
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6 mos ago
Don't let lack of original thought stop you from posting in the status bar. It never stops anyone else
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6 mos ago
I made the mistake/choice of listening to a Star Wars audiobook now I feel an old familiar itch returning
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3 yrs ago
Ahsoka been out for weeks now where all the Star Wars rps at
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4 yrs ago
Desire for Star Wars or Stargate roleplay intensifies
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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've grown since then, I game quite a bit, I write when I can. I have a wikia full of a lore to my own original creative universe and play around with some 'cool' comic book nerds.

Active Roleplays:

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.
Ultimate One Universe: Emergence - by @Master Bruce and [@Sep]

Most Recent Posts

Go for it.
Wasn't as long as I hoped, but the Watcher is now in play.
You know the enemy is preparing for war, when they begin recruiting soldiers. The Watcher observed as the U.S.F worked on recruiting a member of the powered populace. A teleported no less, by his workings there would be only a handful of people with abilities that interacted with the fourth dimension. Luckily he knew where one was that would be more than willing to contribute to their cause, especially with the fact that the Lorne Corporation was currently working with A.I thanks to a handy loophole in the legislation. Something that was probably put there in design, after all who in the U.N would care if there was a killing spree on Mars? Earth was what they cared about. The real question was, if he released her how far would she go. How far would she be willing to go. A new race was emerging on Mars, true Martians. They needed someone they could rally behind.

Edith had done it before, for another cause. With all hope her loyalties would lie with her people. Looking back at his screens they changed to outside a prison cell deep within the Martian Crust. Thankfully they hadn't moved Edith yet and she still remained in her own cell rather than the new institution, that even he couldn't find with all his power. Several modifications later, and the locks on the door opened with a massive clunk unlocking the cell. He couldn't talk to her yet, not without alerting the guards. Though hopefully she'd know what to do.




Cassie ran. Into the humid, dust filled air. Of course people from Mars never knew any better, unless they served. All U.S.F facilities used the same systems to scrub and generate oxygen as spacefaring vessels, it was crisp, cool and fresh. Outside on Mars it was warm and dusty. There was always something about the air that seemed a little... off. It wasn't quite the same as the air on Earth or spacecraft but nobody could quite trace the difference, though the scientists liked to argue that there was no difference. They chalked it down to a psychological thing, obviously people were just imagining it. That was always their answer for something they couldn't prove.

In a burst of speed she brushed past several people, the wake causing a gust of wind to fly by them. Disrupting, hair, clothing, paper and any form of rubbish lying on the side of the ground. She needed to get off the street, that was the main thing. The longer the cameras could see her the greater the chance that she was going to be found again.. So without further thought she ran into the wilds. Her headset had long gone quiet, both with orders to surrender and the strange voice that had filled her headset urging her to run. Who was he? How did he know what she could do? More importantly how did the U.S.F know what she could do? She was alone and made sure she wasn't monitored whenever she chose to test out her powers. Something just wasn't sitting right, it wasn't adding up. Though that shouldn't have come as a surprise.

Mars was a whole new world.
My secret identity has been ousted.

To the Obama-Mobile!
Possibly.
Should probably post this up before I drink too much huh.
Will had kept his mouth shut from the plane all the way to the plane, where he just sat at the back. He didn't like planes, he didn't like flying. Yes he'd jump high in the air but that was different. Archangel had tried to convince him it wasn't that different back when he had been trying to convince Will to try and glide using his abilities. He didn't care, the sole reason he was going on this mission was to help mutants in need. He didn't want to fly, but it was the only way to Latveria. As a kid who had only ever been in the State of New York he was actually pretty excited to travel, yes it was to Latveria but how bad could this Doctor Doom guy be?

Sure he had thought the likes of the X-Men, Fantastic Four and Avengers on multiple occasions but, his people didn't seem to want to kick him out so he couldn't be doing that bad of a job. He flexed in his jumpsuit slightly, he still wasn't entirely comfortable in it. Being that it was a temporary measure rather than a suit that was made for him, like most of the other long term students. The plan did sound somewhat important though, just running in and hoping everything was going to work for the best was a way to run in and have everything not work for the best. After Nate spoke Will spoke up. "Do we-" his voice squeeked a little. No need to be nervous Will, you're part of the team now.

"Do we know what kind of abilities these mutants have, and why they're being hunted? I just think it could help..." He muttered the later half of the sentence, unsure if he should really be having any input in the conversation.
Guess who's opening a beer and writing a post?
I posted as well.

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Gamma Base, Secret Location. 1900HRS Local Time
Days since last reversion: 2


"Doctor Banner..." Hulk lifted his eyelids, he was groggy. Tired, why was Hulk so tired. "Doctor Banner, can you hear me?" Hulk grunted in answer, the puny human who was speaking to him must have taken that to mean a yes. "Listen Doctor Banner, I can't say who I am right now. I only have so long before the recording systems kick back in. A friend told me you'd be here-" there was a couple of sounds from nearby. "I need to go Doctor Banner, goodluck."

"Puny Banner not hear."
The man paused, obviously surprised as to the fact that Hulk actually said something.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"PUNY BANNER NOT HEAR!" He pulled at the nodes that held his arms and feet in place, he was finally awake. He pulled, and pulled. He found that they budged a little. Shouting he pulled again, trying to pull his arms down towards his chest. Screaming as he did the man before him had a look of terror on his face as he pulled away, running out of the room. Hulk continued to pull as another figure walked into the room, someone Puny Banner knew. A old rival, Samual Sterns. Though he had a different look in his eyes, and a yellow tinge to his skin. He was flanked by the silver man who he thought back in Pinos Altos.

"It's nice to meet you again Hulk." He walked over to the green goliath, with a tablet in his hand looking at several readouts as he spoke. "I would call you Doctor Banner but I know that you don't like that name." He chuckled slightly. "Oh how someone with such intelligence can have something go so wrong, and for what?" He raied the tablet with a picture of Rick Jones on the screen. "For this hooligan, driving on the firing range of a nuclear weapon? Well. Natural selection, the idiot would have been killed if not for you, in fact I was ready to take over your work when the explosion killed you." He withdrew something form his pocket, the vial of Hulks blood that the silver man had taken earlier.

"Though somehow, something miraculous happened and you became something more. A pity that you became a mindless brute. However they say if you don't succeed the first time-" He brought up a picture of Abomination. "-Try, try and try again. Though that day you created that monster, you gave me something more. I am becoming what you were meant ot be. The next step in human evolution, I have been designing theorems that even Lex Luthor would have trouble understanding. With a sample of your blood, I will become a true Leader among men. It's all thanks to you Bruce." He turned around and laughed. "What am I saying? You're just a mindless brute. I'll create a world in my image"

Hulk chuckled.

"What's so funny?"


"You're Ugly."
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