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I came here to join a specific RP. That being said there's some things people should know about me.
I do normal, serious RP in public and am open to erotica type things in private. Only, in private. I definitely prefer if anything of an erotic nature is going to happen, that it have some basis. Like if the RP that happens in private is between two characters that already know each other from a regular public RP. Of course, if I really like a partner I'm the sort who tends to brainstorm the most random of ideas of just, things I would like to do that we could jump into, even with randomly made up on the spot characters.
Anywho, been RPing for years. Started on a site known as Gaia, doing little RPs here and there. Moved on to WoW private servers, then WoW live, and just been all over here and there with friends and strangers alike.
I do normal, serious RP in public and am open to erotica type things in private. Only, in private. I definitely prefer if anything of an erotic nature is going to happen, that it have some basis. Like if the RP that happens in private is between two characters that already know each other from a regular public RP. Of course, if I really like a partner I'm the sort who tends to brainstorm the most random of ideas of just, things I would like to do that we could jump into, even with randomly made up on the spot characters.
Anywho, been RPing for years. Started on a site known as Gaia, doing little RPs here and there. Moved on to WoW private servers, then WoW live, and just been all over here and there with friends and strangers alike.
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Lin let loose a long, deep sigh as she looked around at everyone moving from place to place, packing their things, checking out equipment. A part of her felt like this was some sort of fancy trip she was going on. Maybe they would see some nice places. You know, a vacation. It hadn't fully sunk in that these people around her were preparing for war, that they were soldiers and... uh, other people. It was like they weren't actually about to set off on some suicidal mission.
And that was when someone burst through the door into the lounge screaming their introductions. Oh, as if she didn't have enough of a headache already... She reached up and rubbed her temples, and pulled herself up. "Yes, yes, hello Detective... Max Rampage." Surely that name wasn't real. It sounded like some kind of movie character or something.
Wait, a detective? Why was there a detective on the ship...
"Uhm, Detective. If I may ask, what is your assigned duty aboard the Minotaur?"
And that was when someone burst through the door into the lounge screaming their introductions. Oh, as if she didn't have enough of a headache already... She reached up and rubbed her temples, and pulled herself up. "Yes, yes, hello Detective... Max Rampage." Surely that name wasn't real. It sounded like some kind of movie character or something.
Wait, a detective? Why was there a detective on the ship...
"Uhm, Detective. If I may ask, what is your assigned duty aboard the Minotaur?"
I don't remember if they knew if Tieria was or not.
Something I forgot to ask, do the others know that Viraa is an Innovade?
Viraa didn't much respond to the things going on around her, or even what was said directly to her. She had seen their weapons, no simple Beam Rifle could penetrate her GN Field, and had she not predicted the targets were going to split apart to dodge her shot, she would have just fired her GN Bazooka at them without dropping her shield at all. To be honest, the rifles that were firing at her likely would have bounced off the armor of Virtue. Their weapons just weren't strong enough yet. At least, not the weapons they brought this time.
But much like Gretchen, or perhaps more-so than her, the thought of showing off their abilities too much was not something she found acceptable. She had shown them three things. Her main weapon, her secondary weapons, and her shield. But Virtue was so much more than what she had shown today. She had much more to keep from them. They had shown the power of the Gundams, and yet had only done so as a minor display. All of them together, she was sure they could take on an entire Nation's armed forces at this point, even if they were made up of the most advanced Mobile Suits they had. They were that much stronger right now.
But they had just given the world a threat. They had shown them just how far behind they really were. And from now on, each nation would be scrambling to catch up. Who knows what the next Mobile Suit to be developed would be. Could it be a threat to a Gundam?
But much like Gretchen, or perhaps more-so than her, the thought of showing off their abilities too much was not something she found acceptable. She had shown them three things. Her main weapon, her secondary weapons, and her shield. But Virtue was so much more than what she had shown today. She had much more to keep from them. They had shown the power of the Gundams, and yet had only done so as a minor display. All of them together, she was sure they could take on an entire Nation's armed forces at this point, even if they were made up of the most advanced Mobile Suits they had. They were that much stronger right now.
But they had just given the world a threat. They had shown them just how far behind they really were. And from now on, each nation would be scrambling to catch up. Who knows what the next Mobile Suit to be developed would be. Could it be a threat to a Gundam?
Lin was probably the person who stood out the most. At least some of the crewmembers had proper training. They wouldn't get far if they didn't so much as have a helmsman who didn't know his head from his... well you get the idea. Many of the logistics personnel, the Helmsman, and even a few soldiers were actually properly trained for the positions they had been placed in. Not everything was a mess. Just... just most of it. Like the big parts.
She was sitting there on a sofa, as people walked by. It was like a dream, not necessarily a good one but not a nightmare. It just, didn't feel real. All these people moving about... SHE was their Commander? Each and every person in this barracks answered to HER?! A DOCTOR?! Well that wasn't entirely heard of, in many militaries around the Galaxy a Medic of any kind had the final say in just about anything when it came to the wounded they were treating. Not even a General could often overrule the decision of a Medic who said their patients were unfit for duty. But that was a little different from a Doctor giving actual, real orders to soldiers.
Most people didn't seem to question the fact that much of the crew wasn't Human, and that their Commander was an Asari. Perhaps they all took it as a sort of 'all hands on deck' situation and figured, this was just the way it was going to be in the face of a threat like the Reaper. A more diverse crew would be better at convincing others for aid, rather than a crew of just Humans saying "Come save our planet instead of your own". That was the theory anyways, whether it was actually planned out that way was, doubtful to say the least.
Lin looked up and saw the Turian who looked rather displeased with the situation... yeah, she had been seeing that look all day. After all... it was only MOST of the people that didn't question this whole thing.
All the while, Lin just had this blank, emotionless expression, as if she had given up all hope. Not just in the situation, but with life, with reality, with everything.
She was sitting there on a sofa, as people walked by. It was like a dream, not necessarily a good one but not a nightmare. It just, didn't feel real. All these people moving about... SHE was their Commander? Each and every person in this barracks answered to HER?! A DOCTOR?! Well that wasn't entirely heard of, in many militaries around the Galaxy a Medic of any kind had the final say in just about anything when it came to the wounded they were treating. Not even a General could often overrule the decision of a Medic who said their patients were unfit for duty. But that was a little different from a Doctor giving actual, real orders to soldiers.
Most people didn't seem to question the fact that much of the crew wasn't Human, and that their Commander was an Asari. Perhaps they all took it as a sort of 'all hands on deck' situation and figured, this was just the way it was going to be in the face of a threat like the Reaper. A more diverse crew would be better at convincing others for aid, rather than a crew of just Humans saying "Come save our planet instead of your own". That was the theory anyways, whether it was actually planned out that way was, doubtful to say the least.
Lin looked up and saw the Turian who looked rather displeased with the situation... yeah, she had been seeing that look all day. After all... it was only MOST of the people that didn't question this whole thing.
All the while, Lin just had this blank, emotionless expression, as if she had given up all hope. Not just in the situation, but with life, with reality, with everything.
By the way SpaceMan, your avatar and title basically sum up my thoughts on how combat is going to play out in this RP almost every single time.
I'm assuming we'll just shoot them down as we've been doing and be done with it.
And I'd just like to point out that Viraa shot down three Helions, AND the missile launcher. So ha. She wins.
And I'd just like to point out that Viraa shot down three Helions, AND the missile launcher. So ha. She wins.
Viraa aimed her shoulder cannons right at the two Helions carrying what looked like a large box. Zooming in on it, she was just barely able to make out its design through the GN particles that were protecting her. It looked like some kind of large missile launcher, not something that a single Mobile Suit could just carry around and use as a weapon. The missiles inside were probably powerful enough to do serious damage to the Orbital Elevator.
"Two remaining Helion units making a run for the Elevator. Payload identified as a heavy missile, potentially torpedo launcher. Eliminating the threat." She aimed the cannons, and then her GP Field dropped, and at once, the Cannons fired off in large bursts similar to the Bazooka, just not quite as powerful. However, it was more than strong enough to destroy these mobile suits with a direct hit.
The two Helions were hanging on to the missile launcher tight between them, but when they saw those cannons firing, they let go and tried to dodge in opposite directions. Just as predicted... she had pre aimed expecting to not be brave enough to keep going, and their attempts to dodge instead put them directly in the way of the shots fired at them. Both of them melted away into nothing, leaving their payload floating harmlessly through space.
Well, mostly harmlessly. It was still a fully loaded heavy missile launcher floating straight for the Elevator. She didn't want to take chances on it having some remote detonation, or even detonating on impact. She raised the Bazooka once more, and fired a blast right at it detonating all the explosives inside. Just as she thought, a missile launcher, now only dust scattered into space like the vermin who had brought it here.
"GN-005 Virtue, targets destroyed, payload destroyed, awaiting confirmation of mission complete." She had assumed that Kyrios would soon deal with its own threats.
"Two remaining Helion units making a run for the Elevator. Payload identified as a heavy missile, potentially torpedo launcher. Eliminating the threat." She aimed the cannons, and then her GP Field dropped, and at once, the Cannons fired off in large bursts similar to the Bazooka, just not quite as powerful. However, it was more than strong enough to destroy these mobile suits with a direct hit.
The two Helions were hanging on to the missile launcher tight between them, but when they saw those cannons firing, they let go and tried to dodge in opposite directions. Just as predicted... she had pre aimed expecting to not be brave enough to keep going, and their attempts to dodge instead put them directly in the way of the shots fired at them. Both of them melted away into nothing, leaving their payload floating harmlessly through space.
Well, mostly harmlessly. It was still a fully loaded heavy missile launcher floating straight for the Elevator. She didn't want to take chances on it having some remote detonation, or even detonating on impact. She raised the Bazooka once more, and fired a blast right at it detonating all the explosives inside. Just as she thought, a missile launcher, now only dust scattered into space like the vermin who had brought it here.
"GN-005 Virtue, targets destroyed, payload destroyed, awaiting confirmation of mission complete." She had assumed that Kyrios would soon deal with its own threats.
Ah, the Citadel. A wondrous marvel of engineering created by a civilization long past, or so everyone figured anyways. It was the center for the Governing bodies of the different species known as the "Citadel Races". Humans, Turian, Asari, and Salarian were the main ones holding positions within the Council, but many other races lived on, or at the very least visited the Citadel. It was the hub for anything you could imagine from trade, to industry, to sports and entertainment.
But then of course, the Reapers came. For whatever reason, they didn't invade the Citadel. The first Reaper to show up, Harbinger, had made a direct attack on the Citadel sure and failed, but since then, even when planets all over the Galaxy were falling to the Reaper invasion, the Citadel was untouched. Not a Reaper in sight. This made it the obvious choice as a bastion for all the refugees that managed to escape the war, and it was getting packed. But on the inside, on the streets of the cities of its massive arms, everything seemed peaceful. Some murmurs here and there about the war, people being worried, but it was like a place away from the war itself. Peaceful was a good word for it.
Near a docking station, a large barracks of sorts had been prepared for a new crew that was going to be heading out to gather support for the war effort. An Alliance crew that would be getting the other species of the Galaxy to send aid to Earth, for a direct attack against the Reapers. If they could take back Earth, they felt sure that they could win the war. And apparently, the Alliance was working on something special, an ancient weapon that could potentially be the secret to destroying the Reapers once and for all.
But none of that mattered to the people who were actually CHOSEN for this crew... with the mistakes that had been made. The positions that had been filled by people that, well, 'unqualified' seemed like an understatement for most of them.
One of them, probably more out of her league than anyone else, was Linalla T'sado. A week ago she was a doctor working overtime in the hospital to treat the refugees that were coming in from all over. Today? Today she was a Military Officer given the title of Commander for Goddess knows what reason, and Captain of her very own ship. And just out the window, she could see it sitting in the Station, ready and waiting for its crew. It was a beautiful ship. It was a Frigate, built in the same shape as the SSV Normandy, the famous ship of Commander Shepard himself. You didn't need to be Military, or even Human for that matter to know who Shepard was. But this ship... this wasn't the Normandy. No this ship looked like the Normandy, but it lacked all the special bells and whistles. It wasn't experimental... it was just a Frigate.
The SSV Minotaur. At least it sure had a pretty name...
EXCEPT THAT IT'S AN ALLIANCE SHIP, AND SHE'S AN ASARI, AND A DOCTOR NOT A MILITARY COMMANDER, AND WHAT THE F-
As stated before this is downtime for the RP. Just posting as you wish, doing whatever until the whole gang is set up and ready to go. Literally ICly waiting for the other characters to show up, while we OOCly wait for the other characters to show up.
But then of course, the Reapers came. For whatever reason, they didn't invade the Citadel. The first Reaper to show up, Harbinger, had made a direct attack on the Citadel sure and failed, but since then, even when planets all over the Galaxy were falling to the Reaper invasion, the Citadel was untouched. Not a Reaper in sight. This made it the obvious choice as a bastion for all the refugees that managed to escape the war, and it was getting packed. But on the inside, on the streets of the cities of its massive arms, everything seemed peaceful. Some murmurs here and there about the war, people being worried, but it was like a place away from the war itself. Peaceful was a good word for it.
Near a docking station, a large barracks of sorts had been prepared for a new crew that was going to be heading out to gather support for the war effort. An Alliance crew that would be getting the other species of the Galaxy to send aid to Earth, for a direct attack against the Reapers. If they could take back Earth, they felt sure that they could win the war. And apparently, the Alliance was working on something special, an ancient weapon that could potentially be the secret to destroying the Reapers once and for all.
But none of that mattered to the people who were actually CHOSEN for this crew... with the mistakes that had been made. The positions that had been filled by people that, well, 'unqualified' seemed like an understatement for most of them.
One of them, probably more out of her league than anyone else, was Linalla T'sado. A week ago she was a doctor working overtime in the hospital to treat the refugees that were coming in from all over. Today? Today she was a Military Officer given the title of Commander for Goddess knows what reason, and Captain of her very own ship. And just out the window, she could see it sitting in the Station, ready and waiting for its crew. It was a beautiful ship. It was a Frigate, built in the same shape as the SSV Normandy, the famous ship of Commander Shepard himself. You didn't need to be Military, or even Human for that matter to know who Shepard was. But this ship... this wasn't the Normandy. No this ship looked like the Normandy, but it lacked all the special bells and whistles. It wasn't experimental... it was just a Frigate.
The SSV Minotaur. At least it sure had a pretty name...
EXCEPT THAT IT'S AN ALLIANCE SHIP, AND SHE'S AN ASARI, AND A DOCTOR NOT A MILITARY COMMANDER, AND WHAT THE F-
As stated before this is downtime for the RP. Just posting as you wish, doing whatever until the whole gang is set up and ready to go. Literally ICly waiting for the other characters to show up, while we OOCly wait for the other characters to show up.
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