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5 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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Bio



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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Very mad Sep did not credit me as his executive editor


There I've thanked you.

"Steve. If I could have a word."

The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. seemed genuinely caught off guard by the request, but nodded, apparently indicating a 'standby' motion to some unseen craft awaiting him in the clouds.

"You've been a part of every major conflict that this country's seen since World War II. You were at the forefront of The Cold War, Vietnam, The Gulf War... when faced with all of that horror, it would have been easy to become disillusioned. To turn your back on it all and give up."

A sense of melancholy hung on The Dark Knight's tone, as his caped silhouette stood at the edge of the building. He stared out across the skyline of the city he'd sworn to protect. It all suddenly seemed much bigger than he'd ever noticed before.

"And you didn't. Despite it all, you persevered. I just wanted... no, I need to know."

Turning around fully, Batman's gaze was affixed to the man who'd shouldered a lifetime of burdens. A man who was much older than him, but hadn't seemingly cracked under the same mortal limitations that the vigilante was beginning to fear were creeping upon him.

"Does it ever get easier?"


Steve looked down at the ground for a moment. He couldn't lie he had been taken off-guard by the Batmans comment. Always stoic, always unwavering. Steve had never known anyone to be as unflinching as the Batman in his time, and he had known a lot of superheroes over the years. Turning to face Bruce, he tried to make as much eye contact as the man’s mask would allow. "It doesn't.

He sighed as he backed up to the ledge, leaning back against it as he did so. "I'd like to say it does, that as you get older it's easier to get up every day and fight the good fight. I used to want to make the world a better place, to stop the bullies. It wasn't until Japan that I realised that there are bullies all around us, and there will always be bullies. The important thing is that no matter what, no matter how bullies you come across you stand back up to face them. When you get older, all we can ask is that the next generation is ready and all we can do is prepare them as best we can.”

Steve crossed his arms over his chest. "We've done some good over the years Bruce; All we can do is prepare the world the best we can."

He turned away as the hatch of the invisible Quinjet opened, and climbing up onto the ledge of the building he stepped into the back of the craft. Steve shouted down as it began to pull away. "If you ever want to talk, you've got my number, I've got some experience being old."

@Hillan It wasn't till I started rewatching that I really noticed his influences on the films and they uh... they're not great. I get that Natasha isn't happy that she can't have kids but that she thinks herself a monster because off it?
Hey, OOC discussion is cool. That in mind...

What are your unpopular superhero/superhero media opinions?

For instance, considering what's been said in this thread... I didn't think The Suicide Squad was that great. 6/10-ish. It's a vast improvement over the original of course, but from the hype I was expecting something mindblowing, instead I got something that felt like a low to mid MCU outing.


1) Incredible Hulk is under rated and under appreciated within the MCU and is one of the best films within the MCU and I still stand that for a solo film it has one of the best, if no the best, final fight.

2) Endgame was overrated. I know a lot of people are like boo you just didn't like how Hulk was portrayed and that's right. More importantly I felt like it suffered from some real pacing issues, I understand why everything is in it and I wouldn't know what to cut, I just feel like it doesn't work.



Bruce Banner looked at the scanner in his hands. Trans-dimensional theory wasn't exactly his area of expertise, but Gamma was and whatever the entity had used to break through the dimensional barrier had created the brieftest of Gamma Spikes, and that was something that he could track. He sighed as he walked into the bar. Bruce didn't like the city very much, infact he actively tried to avoid them whenever he possibly could. Gamma Base, deployment and maybe the occasional visit to the Helicarrier or Triskellion. That was enough civilisation for him. He had a bad habit of breaking civilisation whenever he went too it.

Stopping outside of a bar, Bruce shrugged as he pushed his way in. The scanner pointed him towards a tall long-haired blonde man. Raising his voice above the din, he projected it through the bar. "My name is Doctor Bruce Banner. Everyone but the blonde leave the bar." The toughest of bikers had their eyes go wide at the mention of his name, as they all stood up just abandoning their drinks. Some risked going past him out the front door, careful not to touch him or barge past him. Others rushed through the back and out the door. The Bartender was last to leave, casting a cautious glance between the blonde man and Bruce, who walked round behind the bar. Grabbing a glass he pulled on the tap, filling it with beer and sliding it infront of the entity. He then pulled out a can of soda out of the fridge for himself, pulling the tab of the can open it with a crack-hiss.

"So your lack of reaction to my name lets me know that you aren't a regular visitor. Mind telling me who you are and what you're doing on my planet?"
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I had a feeling my color-based in jokes weren't going to last long lol


1) You don't have too

2) Whatcha mean?
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Such a demanding person you are.


r00d
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What colors do you generally have trouble with?


When there's not a lot of contrast with the background I struggle. So dark colours mostly.
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Bruce Banner looked at the scanner in his hands. Trans-dimensional theory wasn't exactly his area of expertise, but Gamma was and whatever the entity had used to break through the dimensional barrier had created the brieftest of Gamma Spikes, and that was something that he could track. He sighed as he walked into the bar. Bruce didn't like the city very much, infact he actively tried to avoid them whenever he possibly could. Gamma Base, deployment and maybe the occasional visit to the Helicarrier or Triskellion. That was enough civilisation for him. He had a bad habit of breaking civilisation whenever he went too it.

Stopping outside of a bar, Bruce shrugged as he pushed his way in. The scanner pointed him towards a tall long-haired blonde man. Raising his voice above the din, he projected it through the bar. "My name is Doctor Bruce Banner. Everyone but the blonde leave the bar." The toughest of bikers had their eyes go wide at the mention of his name, as they all stood up just abandoning their drinks. Some risked going past him out the front door, careful not to touch him or barge past him. Others rushed through the back and out the door. The Bartender was last to leave, casting a cautious glance between the blonde man and Bruce, who walked round behind the bar. Grabbing a glass he pulled on the tap, filling it with beer and sliding it infront of the entity. He then pulled out a can of soda out of the fridge for himself, pulling the tab of the can open it with a crack-hiss.

"So your lack of reaction to my name lets me know that you aren't a regular visitor. Mind telling me who you are and what you're doing on my planet?"

"The inconsistency with the blood spatter. The angle of the bullets. Obvious misdirection by themselves, but visually indistinct when hidden behind a sheen of shattered protective glass. A trick that only a few would know... likely, they would be on the level of an ex-spy with a record as long as Fury's."

"You and I both know that there aren't any living spies with a record as long as Fury's. Which can only mean one thing."



"Nick orchestrated this himself."


Steve hesitated for a moment. "Damn it Nick." He rubbed his left hand up over his mouth, brushing against the stubble that was in danger of becoming a beard if he didn't find the time to shave. "You know, I thought Jack Fury was frustrating but this-" Steve pointed towards the phone. "This wins."

What could Fury be thinking? Staging his own kidnapping. Had any aspect of the attack been genuine or was it all fake? Was the trail he was following fake? Just once he wished he came away from meeting The Batman without having more questions than he started with. Alternatively he'd just like to have a member of the family on retainer... other than the one that Waller had dumped in his lap. That one could prove trouble.

"Alright, so if this was staged something bigger is going on than just Winter Soldier sightings and that Nick has to go off-grid in order to achieve his goal. This makes things much harder, now I have to find him without ARGUS or anyone else knowing, find out what he's doing and do it in a way that makes it look like we don't know he's alive." As if he didn't have enough of a workload to be contending with. Now the one thing that seemed simple, Finding Fury was infinitely more complicated than it was before.

"Right. I need to take this back, relay what I can to Romanoff and figure out what's next-" His phone beeped and he pulled it out of his pocket, groaning as he did so. There was always something else. Fury better have a damn good reason for skipping town. "-right I have to get back to the carrier. I have Vegas to deal with now." He clicked his homing beacon, sending the signal to the waiting quinjet. Steve walked towards the edge of the building, though stopped and turned as he had a thought. "Before you disappear into the night however, how's Grayson doing?"

@Dead Cruiser some of your text isn't great colouring for the guild any chance for us colour handicapped people I could ask you to change some of the darker colours?
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