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Great group RP!

the alphabet game. lol

Regal

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Banned for placing limitations on avian creatures.

Book Quotes

“But concerning his subjects, when affairs outside are disturbed he has only to fear that they will conspire secretly, from which a prince can easily secure himself by avoiding being hated and despised, and by keeping the people satisfied with him, which it is most necessary for him to accomplish, as I said above at length. And one of the most efficacious remedies that a prince can have against conspiracies is not to be hated and despised by the people, for he who conspires against a prince always expects to please them by his removal; but when the conspirator can only look forward to offending them, he will not have the courage to take such a course, for the difficulties that confront a conspirator are infinite.”

- The Prince by Nicole Machiavelli

What is your Roman Empire..?

Alternate history scenarios - particularly during the Medieval and Colonial eras (also Age of Enlightenment). Most history nuts go down that pathway, the “what-ifs” and an interest in events that had they turned out differently “how much different would the world today be/how drastically would historical events after be altered?”

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Banned for being an Anarcho-Friendly.

MINERVA FORCE

“Central Command, we have got eyes on the target.”
The words of the pilot caused a sudden tense rivet, in those inside the Osprey and back in Central Command alike. There it was up ahead; the cargo ship they were looking for, no doubt to be had. The storm showed no sign of passing over anytime soon but the rain was easing up just enough at the moment for the pilots to catch sight of the vessel, aided by the constant flicker of lightning. The ship was unmoving and looked totally lifeless, just sitting in the ocean like a great sea beast surfaced and adrift. It sat at a slight angle, most likely it was caught in a large reef or a rock cluster beneath the surface.

“Pilot,” Commamder Damirón’s tone was demanding but level, “do you see anything of immediate note?”

“The ship is dead in the water,” the pilot replied, “I can see a few lights but only here and there across the deck. It looks like all the cargo containers are still aboard.”

“Can you see any immediate signs of an attack?”

“No, sir, if there were any fires the rain put them out and it is too dark to spot any general disorder from a long distance.”

“Understood. Nemesis Team,” the Commander’s voice raised, “prepare to rappel down onto the ship and begin investigation. Be advised you can spare no more than just over an hour down there. A response to the distress call has been organized but as luck would have it this storm is keeping the Navy and Air Force at bay for now but that window does not look to last. Between that and the need for refueling be swift.”

“Two minutes estimate.” the copilot of the Osprey said.

The Osprey drew in closer to the daunting ship, the pilots leveling it out a comfortable one hundred feet with a gentle descent as they slowly drew in close to the ships’ afterdeck. The bridge was the tallest point on the ship and as the Osprey got closer both men in the cockpit could see a ladder leading down from the roof onto the topmost walkway.

“Opening rear hatch,” the lead pilot looked habitually over his shoulder in spite of the radio, “prepare to rappel down.”

There was a mechanical whirring followed by the slow lowering of the rear door. Despite the audible humming buzz of the V-22’s engines the storm made itself known over the sound of the craft. The wind whistled like the low keening of a phantom as the rain poured and thunder grumbled in the clouds above, announced by the sharp flashes in the skies as if Zeus himself were casting spears of lightning across the heavens. Rain spewed in through the rear opening, speckling the V-22’s metal floor and walls. Hanging over the doorway were three rungs prepped with cables for rappelling down allowing Nemesis Team to go down in two groups of three. They would come straight down on top of the bridge’s rooftop though they would have to be mindful of slipping, of course only the rawest rookies would release hold of the ropes before securing their footing.

“Safeties off, cameras on.” the Commander ordered as the pilot gave the go-ahead to rappel down. This was it, Minerva Force’s first mission off to a stormy and eerie beginning.

MINERVA FORCE

Soldier of Fortune

James Rory Knight
"Paladin"

"A forward observe at a dead run outranks everybody."

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P R O F I L E Age 37 (Born, 02/02/79 Sex Male Race/Ethnicity White/Irish American Nationality American Spoken Languages English, Scottish-Gaelic, French, Russian, and Ukrainian Hometown North Carolina, Raleigh Height 6'6" Weight 245 ___________________________________ E Q U I P M E N T - FN FAL, laser aim module, undermount grenade launcher - SIG P230 - Utility Items: 2x 40mm grenades, Gas Mask, Ka-bar Knife, medical kit, nightvision goggles, IOTV body armor plus comms, tactical vest ____________________________________ A T T R I B U T E S Athletics: 11 (10+1+11) Dexterity: 12 (10+2=12) Perception: 11 (10+1=11) Willpower: 12 (10+2=13) Charisma: 14 (10+4=14) Modifiers: (None at the start.)

____________________________________________________________________________ APPEARANCE Tall with an impressive build, his size and strength are often forefront in how people view him combined with Irish fair skin that has barely tanned even with years of service in heat desert. Dark circles under his eyes, a short red beard, shaggy red hair unkempt from recent service. He keeps his back straight even when he tries to relax and eyes are always darting around, as if alert for danger constantly. His fingers tap against his side unless he has something else to rest them on. ____________________________________________________________________________ PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE Stemming from a streak of rebellion against his mother's influence, his career in the military from eighteen years old has been something rather concerning. Most of his career from Ranger school, to green beret, to eventual service in the French Foreign legion seemed to mostly stem from resentment and disagreement with his mother influence and actions. Especially with mother an influential politician and his father, the usual peacemaker between the two having passed in two-thousand. His current demeanor is one of the pragmatic warfighter having become a career military man in several armies, James shows signs troubled mind and anger issues when out of combat for prolonged periods. Without a task to devote himself too, he is to his infuriation as well unable to cope without some greater purpose to drive him forward. His service in the French Foreign legion then as a military advisor in Ukraine after the annexation of Crimea is enough to show he is a fit for the program so long as he has a clear objective. His communication and leadership skills very well developed, allowing him to listen and empathize with the men and women under his purview. He is also known for taking the time to listen and get to know those under him in how he operates with a focus on understanding them and directing them. An ideal candidate for the program if he can be kept kept focused, good squad for the hard calls to make. ____________________________________________________________________________ BIOGRAPHY Coming from an upper class American family, his choice of service at eighteen years old created a rift between himself and his parents, especially due to his near perfects grade, he could have made it into the Ivy league had he chosen. Beginning service field artillery of the 82nd airborne where he served with distinction as a forward observer. Earing a Ranger tab and deploying to Iraq along with his unit. During his re-up he decided to pursue green beret training, making the cut and becoming part of US Army Special Forces. Where he would serve with honors before leaving the army to attend college, hoping to better himself. While he managed to earn a bachelors degree in electronic warfare system, his personal life would only get worse due taking multiple medications, trips to the VA, and more. His therapist counseled him to seek out the last place he truly felt at peace... After reenlist in the army was denied, he volunteered and joined the French Foreign Legion for five years as an officer. Finding his place he was able to refocus and gain find a new reason in life, as well as pick up several new languages. Upon leaving service in the Foreign Legion in twenty fifteen James would take an offer from the Ukraine's government to become a military advisor to them during their rearmament after Crimea's annexation, working officially as a mercenary. ____________________________________________________________________________ SERVICE RECORD Medals and citations of merit in the 82nd Airborne: 1997-2002 Purple Heart Bronze Star Medals and citations of merit in as a Green Beret: 2002-2005 Two Purple Hearts Silver Star Medals and citations of merit in the French Foreign Legion: 2009-2014 Médaille Militaire Chevalier of the National Legion of Honor ____________________________________________________________________________ MISC Avid home cook, spent any time he could learning about cooking while in France. Surprisingly capable singer, was choir and sang in his local church.

@Apollosarcher

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MINERVA FORCE

Gorkha Gurkhing Gurkha

Lachiman Gurung
“Avalanche”

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___________________________________ P R O F I L E Age 37 Sex Male Race/Ethnicity Sherpa Nationality Nepalese Spoken Languages English, Hindi, Nepalese Hometown Kathmandu Height 5'2 Weight 89 kg ___________________________________ E Q U I P M E N T - M249 SAW - Sig Saeur P3320 - Kuhkri, 2 x M67 Frag Grenades, 2xM84 Stun Grenade, Flare Gun ____________________________________ A T T R I B U T E S Athletics: 16 (+6) Dexterity: 10 Perception: 11 (+1) Willpower: 13 (+3) Charisma: 10

____________________________________________________________________________ APPEARANCE Many soldiers underestimates Lachlan’s seemingly diminutive appearance and learn to laugh at the seemingly obese asian man as he strolls across base camp, his tanned, dimpled cheeks crinkled in a cherubic smile. It's only after looking closer that they learn painfully that the rolls of fat on his belly are actually muscle and that his arms and hands are the size of Christmas hams. They see his sharp angles of his face and his hardened eyes that are the shade of granite. Lachlan's girth and stature hails from his alpine ancestry and spartan training as a Gurkha. His spartan-like training hasn't done wonders for his fashion either. He prefers to clip his black hair to a short buzz cut and always wears a permanent shit-eating grin in spite of the situation. Fashion isn’t Lachlan’s strong suit as he prefers to wear simple linen and canvas clothing and cheaply manufactured nylon shirts with British pop cultural references on them. ____________________________________________________________________________ PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE Subject is a 37 year old adult Nepalese male orignating from the Kathmandu Province in Nepal. Subject displays healthy levels of social interaction stemming from extensive familial and social network in home country of origin and ability to cooperate in group scenarios, albeit, extremely vocally. Extensive service record and conduct under hostile situation indicate extreme psychological and physiological tolerance towards adverse situations and scenarios without exhibiting unhealthy signs of psychological trauma or stress. Upon further enquiring subject about service history, subject appeared to have trouble recollecting events and displayed symptoms akin to retrograde amnesia. Confirmation of pseudo-fugue state during extreme combat scenarios is as of yet unknown and must be determined through further psychometric testing. In terms of non-military activities, subject possesses an adaquate support network and displays particular fondness for country of native origin. Subject is also hypothesized to use humour and outdoor recreational hobbies as a method of deflecting possible trauma. With authority from the King’s Majesty, I authorize Lance Corporal Lachiman Gurung as the U.K’s representative into the Minerva Taskforce. ____________________________________________________________________________ BIOGRAPHY Born into a goatherder’s family in Kathmandu, Lachiman Gurung had little idea of what he was going to do in life. Sure, he was fine milking goats, weaving wool and scooping goat shit until he married his neighbour’s daughter but was this really the Lachiman that the world deserved or needed? Well, life had another plan as his parents ordered him to go pack up his backs and join the Royal Gurkha Army so that they could stop living in a hut and move to Manchester where they could listen to the Spice Girls. At the ripe bold age of 16,. Lachiman was first ordered by an ugly man taller than him and fond of swearing to go carry a basket of rocks up the Himalayas. After trial upon grueling trial, Lachiman became one of 50 in his class to become a Gurkha. After his family moved to the UK as he began his tours in his Majesty’s Army, Lachiman grew accustomed to life in the U.K like a goat eating weeds. Pepsi. Punk rock. Doctor Who. Lachiman swapped out his simple mind of a goatherder for that of a right proper british lad who spoke the King’s tongue. His tours in the sandboxes of Afghanistan and Iraq soon shattered his realities but not his spirit. Lachiman was known amongst his fellow soldiers as having an indomitable spirit and a permanent smile glued to his lips, even as he was braining insurgents with the stock of his trusty LMG. ____________________________________________________________________________ SERVICE RECORD Order of the Star of Nepal - Became the 7th Nepalese Male to climb Mt Everest as part of the 2009 Freelancer Expedition. Iraq Medal - Awarded for 5 years of service in Afghanistan. Victoria Cross - Awarded to Lance Corporal Lachiman Gurung for his actions on 27-03-2010 on Herat Province on the Kandahar-Herat driveway. Lance Corporal Lachiman Gurung was a part of a 10-man squadron escorting a relief convoy to the Urukhat Village Quarter, a trio of native villages which had been liberated from Taliban control. When a 60 man team of Taliban insurgents ambushed the van on 22:57:30 with remote-detonated IEDs, Lance Corporal Lachiman Gurung, with a broken arm, coordinated a defense against the attackers with the remaining 4 members of his squad. Expending over 1,500 rounds of ammunition and 10 grenades against the attackers, the Lance Corporal fended off the Taliban attackers for more than 30 minutes whilst managing to injure 30 and kill 10. When his personal weapon sustained a critical mechanical error in the field from overheating, Lachiman Gurung proceeded to kill 3 more Taliban insurgents in close quarters combat with only a single arm, a severe GWS in his lower stomach and a cracked rib. When reinforcements finally came, Lachiman Gurung was unconcious and had lost more than 4 pints of blood. ____________________________________________________________________________ MISC - Never leaves home without his kuhkri. - Exclusively drinks goat milk for tea, lunch and dinner.

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MINERVA FORCE

Harald

Harald Müller
“Creep”

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___________________________________ P R O F I L E Age 34 Sex Male Race/Ethnicity German Nationality German Spoken Languages German, English Hometown Heidelberg Height 6'1" / 186 cm Weight 209 lbs / 95 kg ___________________________________ E Q U I P M E N T - Mossberg 500 Shotgun - Sig Sauer P320 (including suppressor) - Utility Items: Combat knife, ruggedized laptop, gas mask, emergency medical kit, night vision goggles, climbing rope ____________________________________ A T T R I B U T E S Athletics: 13 (+3) Dexterity: 10 Perception: 11 (+1) Willpower: 13 (+3) Charisma: 13 (+3) Modifiers: (None at the start.)

____________________________________________________________________________ APPEARANCE Harald's face looks like a near perfect approximation for the soldier's cliché. One could argue that he has optimized his hair for a nice and comfortable fit underneath a helmet by cutting it very short, but the reality is that this mild Mohawk haircut has been accompanying him for many years already. The same applies to his beard that is just long enough to give his face a bit of a softer look. His eyes lie a bit deep in their sockets, giving him an unintentionally grim look at times while otherwise being completely unconspicuous with their their color hovering somewhere around gray. The time in the military and the subsequent exposure to sunlight has rendered his skin to be darker than ealier in his life, but his generally pale nature still makes itself seen when those gentle, red speckles appear due physical strain making his blood rush in underneath his body's outer hull. Speaking of the latter, medical examination upon entry into the Minerva Force has confirmed Harald's complete lack of scars, tattoos and piercings. Even all the teeth are still ready to be dislodged in the next fist fight. A quite sedentary lifestyle has left excess pounds on his ribs which training managed to shake off for the major part by now, but with the muscle added in exchange his overall stature still makes him a bit vulnerable to any 'Get out of my way, you [insert derogatory expression here]!' kind of provocations. The only constant in Harald's dress style is that there is no such thing as a constant. He has been spotted in shirt and shorts and in a rather expensive looking business suit with a perfectly tied tie, so it's either a don't-care attitude or the very opposite of that with him trying to adapt to every situation the best he can. ____________________________________________________________________________ PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE This report is purposefully written on traditional paper in addition to any data input into our digital systems so at least one uncompromised copy always remains. Any reader shall consider this as a safety precaution against the nature of its subject. I am aware of the fact that this circumstance might already reveal something both positive and negative about said subject in spite of this merely being the preamble. My apologies. The subject is cunning and ruthless, but not in the broadest sense. Analysis has shown that his threshold to hurt and kill individuals is above the average for a person in the military, but I would not be surprised if one of us would find dodgy, 'adult' material on his computer one day because just telling that person that the system was unsafe is too 'boring'. On one hand, the subject fits the bill for something that is called a 'Kellerkind' in his native tongue: an individual who spends a large portion of his time alone, gaming and doing whatever else can be done in front of a screen and not attending to what the majority of people normally does at the same time. On the other hand he does not fit that bill at all because that would also involve degenerating into some kind of very unhealthy, ignorant sloth. This is clearly not the case with him as tests have shown the subject's social skills to be quite acceptable, even better than those of a few others of my recent subjects. Having read his vita I suppose that is the benign part of his parents' rather strict rule during his youth. The subject has achieved exceptional results on the intelligence test and shown a great deal of creativity when confronted with new situations. The reaction speed was subpar which I am interpreting as a tendency to think first and act second. This behavioral pattern also applies to receiving orders. I therefore recommend to give him tasks in a more abstract formulation as many very low-level instructions have been met with noticeable resistance. ____________________________________________________________________________ BIOGRAPHY Mr. Harald is one of two childs, his mother being a physicist at the Max Planck Institute for plasma physics and his father a commercial airline pilot. His brother, while a rather interesting subject maybe worth its own study, is not of any further relevance in the context of this report. He was born late enough to effectively miss the collapse of the Soviet Union and the reunion of East and West Germany while he still was a very small child. Given the relative wealth of his family, he was at least slightly pampered during his upbringing. That should be taken with a grain of salt however as, at the same time, a clear goal for as high an education as possible was set. I cannot tell at this point how far the subject's decision to go for computer science instead of following the footsteps of any of the persons around him truly triggered conflict, but Mr. Harald keep insisting on that it did create some friction indeed. If this is true, then the subject's decision to join the military for an extended period of time appears much more relatable than it would otherwise. We no longer live in a time when shooting a rifle and ramming your bayonet into your opponent's chest was all you could do as a soldier after all. A silent '**** ***' in combination with the discovery of some yet unknown talents following is my educated guess. The way he ultimately ended up here in the Minerva Force is a bit unorthodox though. To cut a long story short, the subject's private hacking activities combined with sheer luck and some serious incompetency on the other side of the internet got him into possession of some classified material about the extraterrestrial. The government agencies knew he had it only shortly afterwards, they also knew where he lived, but just arresting him would still have left the many potential backup copies on third-country servers ready to be released. So, basically, they bought his loyality with an offer he failed to resist. If he's that interested in that kind of stuff, why not offer him some first hand experience ? ____________________________________________________________________________ SERVICE RECORD - Mandatory service in the German military forces - Extended voluntary service in CIR, performing SIGINT activities - Creation and exploitation of a security breach in the U.S. government's digital systems, unauthorized access to classified material about UFO encounters - Hired by the Minerva Force, subsequent single combatant training to make him more useful in the field ____________________________________________________________________________ MISC - Speaks English with a considerable accent. - Coffee addict, like's Coke a lot as well though. - His rationale for using a shotgun is 'better damage output to noise ratio', claiming his hearing is quite sensitive. - Has a private pilot's license.

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