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__________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Ziotea looked around the large room. Most of the hundred-odd people there did not look ready to cross a desert. The short woman had been outside the walls before -- she knew to wear loose clothes and a head covering, and bring the largest canteen she owned. Some of these people looked like fancies from the Upper Ring, but fine clothes wouldn't protect a person from the heat, or the cold. Some looked like the poorer people from the Lower Ring, such as herself. They had packs and bags, probably all their possessions in the whole world. Those bags would slow them down. Ziotea herself carried weapons -- a spear and a pistol. She knew how to use both to defend herself from the more aggressive wildlife -- and from people, if she needed to. Given that she was a bender now, she just might need to. Three days ago the disaster at the SynEn plant shook the city. It shook Ziotea too, when a careless gesture left sparks in its wake. Fortunately she'd been alone at the time, but the memory haunted her when, the following day, there was news of a camp just outside the walls attacked and destroyed. Benders, the media said. Dangerous, evil, and fortunately eliminated. But that wasn't the end of it. She'd been through something like this before, as a young girl, and the patrols in the streets and the vanishing neighbors brought back unhappy memories. A scan was all it would take -- and they sometimes scanned folk coming back inside from the desert. She hadn't told Ryo what she was doing. She'd prepped like she was going out on a scrap run, but instead made her way to the only person she knew who might be willing to help her. Hunang was a bender. Involvement with Hunang had gotten her parents killed, all those years ago, but maybe the woman could provide Ziotea with an out, a destination across the desert where the RSF couldn't get her. And here Hunang was now. Her voice echoed across the room as she spoke. It was time to move, quickly and quietly. They were to stick together. People were coming. Pursuers -- danger. A young woman about Ziotea's age with a child barely more than a toddler holding her hand and two lean dogs in tow led the way. The child looked miserable. Tired. Scared. Her face spoke to the general temperament of most everyone in the room. Ziotea found herself near the front of a long procession that headed into a veritable maze of tunnels. The woman with the child, who seemed to be one of the ones in charge, said not to wander off or they would never be found again. Ziotea knew better -- there were ways of marking confusing pathways to keep from getting lost. A bit of chalk or small signs made of stone and scrap could easily signal the way. But that would waste precious time -- and possibly provide a trail for their pursuers to follow. Almost running through the dim tunnels, with just a few flashlights and lanterns to illuminate the way, Ziotea felt her heart cramp. This was it, then. She was really doing this. Abandoning her life in the city -- abandoning Ryo. The atmosphere was one of fearful tension. Behind her, muffled thumping, like a distant explosion, made the walls vibrate ever so slightly. A fight? The woman in the lead scooped up the child with her and picked up the pace. Ziotea and the others behind her followed suit.

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

@Digmata I see someone likes Casey Lee Williams and Jeff Williams. ^.^

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

Rhylaen

_{stranger in a strange land}

_{B A S I C S}

---

Name: Rhylaen
Gender: female
Race: Tevranian
Age: 28 Earth standard years, days and years on Tevran are of different length.
Height: 4'8" (142cm)
Weight: ~65lbs (~30kg)
Pilot Type: Gifted Pilot

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

---

Rhylaen is of average height for a Tevranian -- that is to say, short by human standards. Like most members of her species, she is pale and spindly, with pointed ears and jewel-tone eyes too large for her face -- in her case, violet. Originally cave and forest dwellers, Tevranians have excellent vision even in the darkest places. Her wings allow her not true flight, but the capability to glide easily from high places. When not in use, they fold down against her back, looking almost like a cape. Her uniform is specially modified to be open across the back, so as not to interfere with her wings.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

---

Rhylaen is a sweet person, except when it comes to matters of the Cruxi. For them, she has a fierce hatred. She likes making new friends and is extroverted, but her less-than-complete understanding of human customs sometimes gets in the way. She finds human communication to be limiting, since they can't pick up on the telepathic component Tevranians use to share emotions and experiences. It's lonely in a way that is hard for her to articulate, and sometimes she feels isolated. Still, her wanderlust and curiosity do a good job of balancing out those negative feelings. Rhylaen is fiercely defensive when it comes to those who cannot defend themselves, and opposes bullies wherever she finds them. Like many modern Tevranians, she is trained in a form of unarmed combat that works to leverage her smaller body to defend against and inflict harm. Culturally, being able to defend oneself is considered an important aspect of life.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

---

Background Potentials: Alien
Supporter
Warrior
Perks: Academic - xenobiology
Enhanced Uniform
Tevranians come of age at about 25 Earth years, so Rhylaen is a young adult, only recently come into her own by her people's standards. Her childhood was normal for one of her kind, but she was dead set on attending an offworld school for her later studies. She originally wanted to be a xenobiologist and sign on to an exploratory space mission for the Galactic Federation, and her best chance of that was to go to one of the hub worlds, where the best schools were located. Tevran is a fairly backwater planet, after all. Four years ago she took the entrance exam to a prestigious school and was accepted.

Despite the difficulties posed by moving offworld and interacting almost solely with people not of her own species, Rhylaen thrived in her new home. She kept tabs on the war, given that her system was near the outer rim, but it always seemed so far away -- until two years ago, the worst happened. The Cruxi invaded Tevran, swiftly overpowering the planet's defenses and capturing its populace. Faced with the loss of her entire world, Rhylaen switched career tracks to a military role, wanting revenge. She proved a quick study, and a talented Framewrek pilot. Due to her skill and dedication, she was selected to join the experimental unit at Fortress Ship Solaire.

_{M I S S I N G P E O P L E}

---

Rhylaen's whole family, and most of her entire species, have been captured by the Cruxi.

---

Electric Dragonfly

_{D E T A I L S}

---

Framewerk Name: Electric Dragonfly
Weight Class: Light (maneuvers at Super Light, armor at Heavy, damage at Medium)
Framewerk Type: Specialist
Bonus Type: armor
The Electric Dragonfly is a support frame, designed to locate and mark enemy units, while disrupting enemy shields and communications.
Primary Weapon Systems: Marker Light
Arklight Thunder
Secondary Systems: Electronic Warfare Suite
This system is effective at medium-long range, jamming communications at a distance, and closer up interfering with sensors. There is risk to nearby allied units, but with a unit like Logic Diver nearby to boost communications, this risk is mitigated.
Energy Wings
Shield Generator
Muscle Memory Operations Recall Precision Generator (MMORPG)
Microburst Monopropellent Thrusters

~~~~~~~~~

Sparks

_{"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?"}

_{B A S I C S}

---

Name: Johnathan "Sparks" Quinn
Gender: male
Race: human
Age: 27 born November 14th
Pilot Type: Skilled Pilot

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

---

Sparks is not a subtle individual. With his blond hair spikey and dyed sky-blue, he tends to stand out in a crowd. He has light brown eyes, a squarish jaw, and an easy smile. He is always clean-shaven, and his stubble is light, making it less visible. His taste in clothing runs to graphic tees and jeans, when he's not in his pilot's uniform. He's on the taller side, just shy of six feet, and in good shape due to his dedication to exercising.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

---

Sparks is outgoing and friendly. He has an easy laugh and an easier smile. He does love a good prank, though he's too polite too play any himself. He's a nerd and a geek, and wears these titles proudly. He has an even temper, and prefers to let things go rather than argue over them. One of his pet peeves is people that think they know what they're doing when they clearly do not, especially when it comes to electronics and technology.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

---

Background Potentials: Metal Mind
Supporter
Perks: Creative
Academic - computer programming
Enhanced Uniform
The second child of a suburban couple, Sparks lived a rather ordinary life growing up. His parents had good jobs, and while the war was always on his radar, it wasn't an immediate concern. In school, Sparks excelled at math and did decently well at most other subjects. He found his passion for computers and robotics early, and his parents encouraged this interest. His way with machinery and technology naturally lead to a career in Framewerks, where his skill at programming and repair gained him the attention of a military recruiter, especially in the wake of him programming an AI, Dancer. With his sister already fighting the Cruxi, and pressure put on him by his parents and peers, Sparks is a reluctant soldier, but still determined to do his best -- and hopefully survive whatever the war throws at him.

_{M I S S I N G P E O P L E}

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Sparks' older sister Samantha was also a Framewerk pilot, though her reasons and aptitudes were very different from his. She was listed MIA, presumed dead, three years ago.

---

Guinevere

_{D E T A I L S}

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Framewerk Name: Guinevere
Weight Class: Medium (maneuvers at Light, armor at Heavy)
Framewerk Type: Specialist
Bonus Type: armor
The Guinevere is primarily a support unit, focusing on disrupting the enemy and repairing allies with her drones.
Primary Weapon Systems: Override System
At a distance, this system is able to disable an enemy unit temporarily. At medium range, temporary control of the unit's weapon system is possible as well.
Arklight Thunder
Secondary Systems: Repair and Control Drones
In addition to repairing allied units, these small drones can attach to an enemy unit and allow control at long range. Only one unit can be controlled in this manner at a time.
AI Dancer
Sparks programmed Dancer himself, to assist him with diagnostics and repairs. She's since expanded her role to help him control the Guinevere's drones, and assist with hacking.
Cloak Field
Microburst Monopropellent Thrusters

Looking for Fantasy! Adventure, Historical, 18+, Small group, large group, 1x1 writing companions.

Greetings! I'm Shy, a mid/late-30's rper with more than two decades' experience in writing and rp. I love fantasy and a smattering of scifi. Mystery is okay, but I'm not great at solving them or writing them. I am capable of playing multiple characters at once, and including side characters to flesh out the story. I adore good worldbuilding, and settings that feel like they're alive. I tend to write a paragraph or two per reply, but I'm online pretty much whenever and I can reply quickly. LGBTQ friendly, but not interested in writing smut. Fade to black only, please. I'd be interested to hear what plotlets you have in mind, if any, and maybe we can work something out?

Elyrion: Dawn of the Rebellion

@EtherealThorn tentatively interested. I'm not sure if I want to bring out Casara and Shakti or not. So I'm just lurking, for now. Or maybe I'll play someone else entirely...we'll see.

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

@Ariamis Yay~!

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

@Ariamis
Updated sheets!

Rhylaen

_{stranger in a strange land}

_{B A S I C S}

---

Name: Rhylaen
Gender: female
Race: Tevranian
Age: 28 Earth standard years, days and years on Tevran are of different length.
Height: 4'8" (142cm)
Weight: ~100lbs (~45kg)
Pilot Type: Gifted Pilot

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

---

Rhylaen is of average height for a Tevranian -- that is to say, short by human standards. Like most members of her species, she is pale and spindly, with pointed ears and jewel-tone eyes too large for her face -- in her case, violet. Originally cave and forest dwellers, Tevranians have excellent vision even in the darkest places. Her wings allow her not true flight, but the capability to glide easily from high places. When not in use, they fold down against her back, looking almost like a cape. Her uniform is specially modified to be open across the back, so as not to interfere with her wings.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

---

Rhylaen is a sweet person, except when it comes to matters of the Cruxi. For them, she has a fierce hatred. She likes making new friends and is extroverted, but her less-than-complete understanding of human customs sometimes gets in the way. She finds human communication to be limiting, since they can't pick up on the telepathic component Tevranians use to share emotions and experiences. It's lonely in a way that is hard for her to articulate, and sometimes she feels isolated. Still, her wanderlust and curiosity do a good job of balancing out those negative feelings. Rhylaen is fiercely defensive when it comes to those who cannot defend themselves, and opposes bullies wherever she finds them.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

---

Background Potentials: Alien
Supporter
Perks: Academic - xenobiology
Enhanced Uniform
Tevranians come of age at about 25 Earth years, so Rhylaen is a young adult, only recently come into her own by her people's standards. Her childhood was normal for one of her kind, but she was dead set on attending an offworld school for her later studies. She originally wanted to be a xenobiologist and sign on to an exploratory space mission for the Galactic Federation, and her best chance of that was to go to one of the hub worlds, where the best schools were located. Tevran is a fairly backwater planet, after all. Four years ago she took the entrance exam to a prestigious school and was accepted.

Despite the difficulties posed by moving offworld and interacting almost solely with people not of her own species, Rhylaen thrived in her new home. She kept tabs on the war, given that her system was near the outer rim, but it always seemed so far away -- until two years ago, the worst happened. The Cruxi invaded Tevran, swiftly overpowering the planet's defenses and capturing its populace. Faced with the loss of her entire world, Rhylaen switched career tracks to a military role, wanting revenge. She proved a quick study, and a talented Framewrek pilot. Due to her skill and dedication, she was selected to join the experimental unit at Fortress Ship Solaire.

_{M I S S I N G P E O P L E}

---

Rhylaen's whole family, and most of her entire species, have been captured by the Cruxi.

---

Electric Dragonfly

_{D E T A I L S}

---

Framewerk Name: Electric Dragonfly
Weight Class: Light
Framewerk Type: Specialist
Bonus Type: armor
The Electric Dragonfly is a support frame, designed to locate and mark enemy units, while disrupting enemy shields and communications.
Primary Weapon Systems: Marker Light
Secondary Systems: Electronic Warfare Suite
This system is effective at medium-long range, jamming communications at a distance, and closer up interfering with sensors. There is risk to nearby allied units, but with a unit like Logic Diver nearby to boost communications, this risk is mitigated.
Energy Wings
Shield Generator
Muscle Memory Operations Recall Precision Generator (MMORPG)
Microburst Monopropellent Thrusters

~~~~~~~~~

Sparks

_{"Have you tried turning it off and back on again?"}

_{B A S I C S}

---

Name: Johnathan "Sparks" Quinn
Gender: male
Race: human
Age: 27 born November 14th
Pilot Type: Skilled Pilot

_{A P P E A R A N C E}

---

Sparks is not a subtle individual. With his blond hair spikey and dyed sky-blue, he tends to stand out in a crowd. He has light brown eyes, a squarish jaw, and an easy smile. He is always clean-shaven, and his stubble is light, making it less visible. His taste in clothing runs to graphic tees and jeans, when he's not in his pilot's uniform. He's on the taller side, just shy of six feet, and in good shape due to his dedication to exercising.

_{P E R S O N A L I T Y}

---

Sparks is outgoing and friendly. He has an easy laugh and an easier smile. He does love a good prank, though he's too polite too play any himself. He's a nerd and a geek, and wears these titles proudly. He has an even temper, and prefers to let things go rather than argue over them. One of his pet peeves is people that think they know what they're doing when they clearly do not, especially when it comes to electronics and technology.

_{B A C K G R O U N D}

---

Background Potentials: Metal Mind
Supporter
Perks: Creative
Academic - computer programming
Enhanced Uniform
The second child of a suburban couple, Sparks lived a rather ordinary life growing up. His parents had good jobs, and while the war was always on his radar, it wasn't an immediate concern. In school, Sparks excelled at math and did decently well at most other subjects. He found his passion for computers and robotics early, and his parents encouraged this interest. His way with machinery and technology naturally lead to a career in Framewerks, where his skill at programming and repair gained him the attention of a military recruiter, especially in the wake of him programming an AI, Dancer. With his sister already fighting the Cruxi, and pressure put on him by his parents and peers, Sparks is a reluctant soldier, but still determined to do his best -- and hopefully survive whatever the war throws at him.

_{M I S S I N G P E O P L E}

---

Sparks' older sister Samantha was also a Framewerk pilot, though her reasons and aptitudes were very different from his. She was listed MIA, presumed dead, three years ago.

---

Guinevere

_{D E T A I L S}

---

Framewerk Name: Guinevere
Weight Class: Medium
Framewerk Type: Specialist
Bonus Type: armor
The Guinevere is primarily a support unit, focusing on disrupting the enemy and repairing allies with her drones.
Primary Weapon Systems: Override System
At a distance, this system is able to disable an enemy unit temporarily. At medium range, temporary control of the unit's weapon system is possible as well.
Arklight Thunder
Secondary Systems: Repair and Control Drones
In addition to repairing allied units, these small drones can attach to an enemy unit and allow control at long range. Only one unit can be controlled in this manner at a time.
AI Dancer (pending approval)
Sparks programmed Dancer himself, to assist him with diagnostics and repairs. She's since expanded her role to help him control the Guinivere's drones, and assist with hacking.
Cloak Field
Microburst Monopropellent Thrusters

please note that I did have Sparks create an AI, Dancer, but that this AI is not exclusively in the Framewerk, but rather capable of being housed on his uniform's computer system or a tablet computer, and he keeps her with him most of the time. I also used the cloaking field rather than cloaking wings, because his mech's image doesn't have wings. I figure the decoy application can be dropped, but otherwise they work fairly similarly. Does that sound good?

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

@Ariamis Ah! that does indeed change things. I will have to modify my sheet. ^.^

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

@Ariamis Flash in the dark allows two additional weapons systems, and Supporter allows additional secondary systems, but I don't see anything that allows additional perks or background potentials in any of our choices.

Nerves In Carbonox Reforged: A Roll-Your-Own Giant Mecha Roleplay

@Ariamis wait, are we allowed multiple background potentials and primary weapons systems? I thought we were only allowed one of each, unless something granted us additional. I know your GMPC has multiple, but I assumed that was because it's the GM's character.

If we are, I might take additional stuff. <.<;;