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Current I feel like the guild should have a different section for those that were born after the guild
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Don't let lack of original thought stop you from posting in the status bar. It never stops anyone else
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I made the mistake/choice of listening to a Star Wars audiobook now I feel an old familiar itch returning
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Ahsoka been out for weeks now where all the Star Wars rps at
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Desire for Star Wars or Stargate roleplay intensifies
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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'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]

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Depending on other peoples posting schedules. GM post tonight/Tomorrow morning for Matts, and everyone else's, enjoyment!
USAF Daedalus - Col.S.Caldwell in command - Unknown Space


Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard, Doctor Rodney McKay, Teyla Emmagan and Ronan Dex sat in their uniform around a table. Rodney continued keying in details on a tablet, pouring over the sensor readings of the individual ships that had been showing up. They had established by the open communications that nobody knew what was going on, the closest was the ship calling itself the Resurgence and their Supreme Commander. Though even they seemed to be displaced in some way shape or form. McKay was already calling it that they were somehow transported to an alternate reality, as they were a thing SG personnel dealt with regularly.

"This ship is the most concerning-" He held up the readings of what appeared to be a giant creature, rather than a metal ship like the Daedalus. Johns's stomach did a turn, it was easily bigger than a Wraith hive. McKay picking up on his discomfort continued to speak. "As far as we can determine, it's not Wraith. It doesn't match what we know of their technology, based on what we know a Hive is essentially a union of multiple organisms with one central nervous system. Whereas this appears to be one creature, and while that's y' know. Utterly terrifying it hasn't made any hostiles move yet, by this point in meeting the Wraith they had already fed on several of us."

"That doesn't mean we can let our guard down." Caldwell walked into the room, a cup of coffee in his hand. "The Resurgence is sending a shuttle to pick you up, their Commander felt it prudent should we all send delegates across."

Rodney scoffed. "That's ridiculous, why don't we just beam-"

John shot daggers at the scientist. "Because we don't want to show them everything we're capable of Rodney."

"Oh."

"I just feel like I should make you all aware that there is a ship out there calling for the destruction of the Zerg, which from best we can gather in the big living ship out there. We've got hyperspace co-ordinates locked to a nearby planetary body if things get hot, and we'll beam you out."

Teyla winced as she held her head in her hands, rubbing her temple. "There is a powerful mind aboard the large ship. She calls herself, Broodmother?"

Ronan raised an eyebrow. "Wraith?"

She shook her head. "No, it's different. More alien. She is very powerful but concerned."

Sheppard and McKay exchanged looks, Sheppard was the first one to speak. "We'll be careful Colonel."

Caldwell nodded. "Good. Five minutes, port landing bay. Make sure you're armed."

"Yes, sir."




The L/AAT came in past the great big hangar doors, which of course were nothing compared to what they were used to flying through. Space seemed quite tight, Rodney was already analysing the ship in all its glory. It had no visible engines, likely using some form of gravity-defying technology to fly similar to that of the puddle jumpers. Was this race more technologically superior or were they inferior? The sensor readings they gathered of their main ship were conflicting, they had vast amounts of energy generation but the shielding was negligible compared to their own. This just added more questions to the already growing list, and he expected that by the time this day was done there would be even more. The only ship that was like anything they had encountered before was the Hammer. With similar technologies, it seemed very similar to what they would have eventually come up with without the discovery of the Stargate.

As the craft landed in front of them he could see Sheppard's finger resting near the trigger of his P-90, a motion that Teyla seemed to not be mirroring. She had her P-90 at rest, but then she had been dealing with strange cultures all of her life as a trader for the Athosians. Ronan's hand was down near his unique pistol, though he could still probably let a shot off before Sheppard. Rodney lowered the tablet as the door to the craft opened, what looked like humanoid figures in white stepped out. In their hands their own guns, while a figure stepped forward in a similar armour without the helmet. He walked up to Sheppard, who was obviously the leader of the away team and offered a quick salute. Sheppard returned it. "Captain Sixer, I'm here to take you and your team over to the Resurgence to meet with the Supreme Commander."

"Lieutenant Colonel Sheppard, United States Airforce. This is Doctor Rodney McKay-" He pointed to McKay who nodded in turn. "-Teyla Emmagan of Athos-" she bowed her head in greeting "-and Ronan Dex from Sateda." Ronan just grunted. "We're going to be there to represent the Daedalus. Your commander mentioned having never heard of Earth, though that doesn't surprise us as we're currently based outside of our home galaxy. Have you ever heard of Atlantis?" Sixer shook his head.

"No, though those questions are probably better directed at the Commander. Let's get going."

Rodney barged his way to the front of the group. "While we're on our way, what sort of propulsion system do you use? You seem to be able to move without visible engines, is it manipulation of electromagnetic waves or some form of gravity manipulation? Also, how does your main ship generate energy as we detected a massive output, is that nuclear or some other form of energy generation?"

"McKay." Rodney turned to look at Sheppard.

"What?"

"I'm sure the nice Commander will answer any questions we have, so long as we answer his." Sheppard turned to Sixer as they boarded the craft. "Sorry about that. He just gets excited." Then the doors slammed shut.
@EliteCommander You're always accepted into my heart.
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T P R O P O S A L
B L U E B E E T L E


J A I M E R E Y E S S T U D E N T N E W Y O R K H E R O ?
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:


"No I'm the other Blue Beetle."

I realise I kind of mixed the two of these things.. So, edit?

I've never played a Young (Hero) character, I've never played a Legacy Character and I've never done an Origin Story. So why do one of these things, when I can do all three at once! Jaime is such a great character, he's relatable and goes through very real struggles. In my eyes he's the (underappreciated or fucked up) Peter Parker of DC, he's just an average kid who gets an alien relic fused with his spine granting him superpowers and a voice in his head that always wants to go for the quick lethal option rather than the way that would reduce casualties. That's a story I want to write. This Jaime is one that's growing up in a world that's all over the Metahumans. Quite a few are sick of the heroes, and its a changing climate for them. Is this a good time for a young new hero with an alien artificial intelligence bonded to his spine that secretly wants to kill and enslave everyone? Probably not.


C H A R A C T E R M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

Jaime is going to be a struggling teen, his entire world is going to change. He's moved to a new city, leaving his close friends Brenda and Paco behind in El Paso and taking on life in a recently devastated New York city. I will literally be starting this thing off at day one, I mean. At least nothing bad can happen right?

Once he gets the Scarab, he's going to want it off. While also having some control over it so he can still have his normal life, over time he'll likely come to accept the burden, and who he has now become. Will the world view him as a hero though? Especially after whats coming?

C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

  • Jaimes family - Parents and sister Milagro, recently moved to Elbarrio in NYC.
  • Paco and Brenda - Best friends for years, currently still in El Paso.
  • More notes will be added as time goes on.

S A M P L E P O S T:

"Santa mierda!" Jaime slapped the palm of his free hand against his forehead as he held his cellphone against his other ear. It wasn't easy navigating the streets of New York with a phone up against his ear but he was making it work. On the other line was his two best friends back home an El Paso, Brenda and Paco. When his family had moved here to be closer to his grandmother he felt like his whole life had been left behind. Then the whole world had turned to hell, more recently culminating in the battle of New York and the Empire State building being destroyed. "How many times do I need to tell you Paco? No. I didn't see Wonder Woman in person."

"Oh come on Jaime! You mean to tell me you didn't try to take a peek?"

Jaime sighed. "No I was busy looking after Milagro when it all went down."

"Come on Jaime, live a little! You want to see that sweet hero -"

"-ow-" Jaime didn't have to be present to know that Brenda had punched, kicked or elbowed Paco in the stomach.

"You don't want anything to do with that super-hero business anyway Jaime. It's safer to stay away."

"Yeah I know Brenda, I have to head now. Hasta Luego." He hit the button on his phone to lock it before sliding it back into his pocket. Sighing he raked his hand through his hair as he walked through the nicer streets of New York. That's when the unusual happened. Some form of blue scarab fell out of the sky, landing on the sidewalk right in front of him. "¿Qué?

Jaime leant down and picked it up, raising it in his hand and letting the light reflect off it as he tried to figure out what it was. Then it started to glow, legs extending from its main body. He shook his hand trying to get it to fall off, however, it seemed to be stuck to his hand. It crawled across his arm, he was starting to shake more as he panicked. "¡Quítatelo! ¡Quítatelo! Santa mierda, que alguien ayude!"

He reached his arms over his back as it crawled over his shoulder. Then his body erupted in pain as it latched itself into his flesh. He fell to his knees, people starting to take note of him as he screamed, as a voice filled his head.

⋏⟟⏁⟟⏃⌰⟟⋉⟟⋏☌

Jaime felt as if a thousand insects were crawling over his skin, biting every inch of his body as the blue and black chitin armour extended outwards from where the scarab had burrowed into his skin. People began to run away as they saw the armour begin to form and take hold off his body. He screamed, face-up in the sky as his face was encased in the metallic chitin. Then everything was dark for a moment, he could hear his breath heavy against the faceplate of the armour.

☌⍀⟒⟒⏁⟟⋏☌⌇ ⟊⏃⟟⋔⟒ ⍀⟒⊬⟒⌇ ⟟ ⏃⋔ ☍⊑⏃⟊⟟-⎅⏃

"Wait, huh? Why can I understand you? What is happening here!"

⟟ ⏃⋔ ⏚⍜⋏⎅⟟⋏☌ ⍙⟟⏁⊑ ⊬⍜⎍, ⊬⍜⎍ ⏃⍀⟒ ⋔⊬ ⋏⟒⍙ ⊑⍜⌇⏁

"What do you mean bonded?!"

⍙⟒ ⏃⍀⟒ ⋏⍜⍙ ⍜⋏⟒

"I don't understand what's going on!" Then he could suddenly see, everything in a red tint as he saw the world through the lenses the suit gave him.

⏁⊑⟟⌇ ⟟⌇ ⋏⍜⏁ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌿⌰⏃☊⟒ ⟊⏃⟟⋔⟒ ⍀⟒⊬⟒⌇, ⍙⟒ ☌⏃⏁⊑⟒⍀ ⏁⍜⍜ ⋔⎍☊⊑ ⏃⏁⏁⟒⋏⏁⟟⍜⋏

He could hear the whirr of engines as the armour clacked and changed shape, two wings forming beside him as an engine formed on his back shooting him into the air. Jaime screamed as he was thrown into the air, he could feel his stomach almost flip itself. How was this possible? He couldn't fly, he wasn't a superhero. Was this Stark Tech? What was going on?

⊬⍜⎍ ⍙⟟⌰⌰ ⊑⏃⎐⟒ ⏃⋏⌇⍙⟒⍀⌇ ⌇⍜⍜⋏ ⟊⏃⟟⋔⟒ ⍀⟒⊬⟒⌇

"You can read my thoughts?"

⊬⟒⌇

"Then land right now!" Jaime poured all of his thought and concentration into it, forced his arms and legs to move. Head down, willing himself to head down towards the ground. He saw the ground turn towards him for a second as he flew through New York, before the Scarab resumed control and pulled him up again.

"⟒⍀⍀⍜⍀ ⟒⍀⍀⍜⍀ ⟟ ☊⏃⋏⋏⍜⏁ ⎅⍜ ⏁⊑⏃⏁ ⟊⏃⟟⋔⟒ ⍀⟒⊬⟒⌇

"¡Escucha!, Land, now!"

"☊⍜⋔⌿⌰⊬⟟⋏☌

He groaned and doubled over in pain as the armour retracted into the scarab. He opened his eyes once the pain subsided, to find himself still easily forty stories high above the streets of New York.

"coño"

P O S T C A T A L O G:

There ain't one yet.
The real Blue Beetle will be finished within the next three or so hours.
Is there gonna be a Discord server for this roleplay, by the way?


Oh I suppose
@datadogie I meant to accept you too
@ZAVAZggg@datadogie

If that be Enalais' will.

USAF Daedalus - Col.S.Caldwell in command - Lantea


The Daedalus pulled through the atmosphere, returning from their mission to the Aurora. The crew was solemn, seeing a ship similar to theirs sacrifice themselves to save them. Destroy a Wraith Cruiser. Caldwell sat on the bridge, tablet in hand as he was looking over some of the data they had managed to collect of the Aurora before it was destroyed. There wasn't much, the Wraith had purged pretty much any useful data that could be used to give their own ships a bit more power. He looked up through the viewport window as a voice came over the radio. "Daedalus, this is Atlantis control. You're clear for landing on the east pier, welcome back."

Caldwell tapped the comm in his left ear. "Thankyou Atlantis. I'm sorry I couldn't be bringing back better news." The voice of Dr.Elizabeth Weir replaced that of whatever scientist had previously been on the radio.

"That's okay Colonel. You all came back safe-" Someone could be heard speaking off to the side. "-Colonel we're picking up a strange energy reading coming from the Daedalus, is everything okay?"

Caldwell turned to his own officers, without anything being said they had already begun to run diagnostics. Both shaking their heads. "We're not picking up anything Doctor, can you be more specific?"

He sat down in his command chair, as there was a strange light that began streaming in the window. "Marks."

"We're still getting nothing, Sir."

"Doctor Weir are you sure-" The entire ship shook, everyone ducking to cover their eyes as the light got far too bright to look at.

Then as it dimmed they found themselves in deep space. "Status!" At the same time as he called the command AR-1, Atlantis first recon team came onto the bridge. While Caldwell didn't always see eye to eye with the leader, he couldn't argue with his skill and the ability of the team.

"What the hell is going on?" That was Sheppard, straight to the point. McKay was already pushing one of his crew off a terminal while his own officers worried away at their terminals.

Marks was the first one to chime up. "Sir, we're not only just above Atlantis the navigational computer has no record of where we are. It doesn't even register the travel."

"Oh no, no, no, no, no no!" Atlantis' resident egomaniac had something to say, though while it was unbearable Rodney McKay had an ego for a reason.

"Got something to say, Doctor?"

"McKay?" McKay turned to face Sheppard, rather than Caldwell on his own ship.

"Whatever shifted us, shifted us far enough away from Atlantis that the navigational computer has no idea where we are. With no navigational data, we can't find a way back-"

His voice was interrupted by Marks, his first officer Kevin Marks spoke up again. "Sir, we're picking up contacts!"

"Shields up! Bring main railguns online, and have all pilots stand by. Bring them up onscreen." He turned his chair as the screen to the left of the bridge was replaced with images of a group of ships in the surrounding space. "What am I looking at Marks?"

"Unsure. None of them is a design or putting out energy the likes of which we've never seen."

There was a pause. Everyone paused. Caldwell turned to Cooper. "Broadcast on an open channel." She nodded as he pressed his talk button on his armchair, standing up and walking to the window to look out as he did so.

"This is Colonel Steven Caldwell of the Earth ship Daedalus. We have been brought here without our knowledge, and are unsure of our current galactic positioning. We mean no harm however will defend ourselves if provoked, we request navigational data so that we can plot a flight home."

"Sir, someone else is on an open channel." She played the hail through the speakers.

"Attention unidentified ships, this is Supreme Commander Jason Erthos of the Galactic Republic Remnant. It would seem the galaxy is not how we left it several hours ago, and we hope you might be able to answer some questions. Please respond on this channel."


"Supreme Commander? Galactic Republic Remnant?" Sheppard looked over at Ronan and Teyla. Ronan just shrugged.

Teyla shook her head. "These terms and names are unfamiliar to me, but then I am unfamiliar with any other spacefaring races other than the Wraith."
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