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The Dark Lord
STATUS: For those wondering where I fucked off to ... the apple iphone 14 pre-order launch is this thursday and I work software dev for a cell carrier. Been a lil slammed. 4 yrs ago
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For those wondering where I fucked off to ... the apple iphone 14 pre-order launch is this thursday and I work software dev for a cell carrier. Been a lil slammed.
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As someone who once unironically used grey-on-black text .... don't. Its impossible to read on OLED screens, which include most modern phones.
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Sometimes I feel like this site is a Thai buffet. I'm sure there's delicious things here, but for the life of my I can't find anything that really speaks to me right now.
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When not prepping for my D&D table, I should spruce up some of my stuff here. Not all of my old content is the garbage I presumed it was. But some things I wrote we won't talk about ....
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Reflections on characters past: "Adi really was a spoiled brat. How did I ever think her motivations were compelling?"
Bio
Peace is a lie. There is only passion.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.
Through passion, I gain strength.
Through strength, I gain power.
Through power, my chains are broken.
The Force shall free me.
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@Zetsuko Discord permission inheritance isn't the most intuitive. I dud some heavy alterations last night. It's entirely possible I revoked everyone's ability to speak. If that's the case I'll fix it. You should be able to see & talk in #hangout and #roleplay-fanfic. If you can't, I fucked up.
I set up a temporary invite right here forpeople. This one is only good for 24 hours and 10 people, but it links directly to the roleplay dedicated channel. If people miss that timeline I will also pass around my standard link.
Little bump to mention there's a thorough revision of this prompt I may edit in. It's the product of an English Professor's critique and three revision passes of my own and I'm quite pleased with it.
Also @Skwint you said you were looking at writing for this. I'm still accepting if you still hold interest.
Also @Skwint you said you were looking at writing for this. I'm still accepting if you still hold interest.
Also per @Raknarion's suggestion about having a discord server, I maintain a private server that has channels to cater to this. I can volunteer it as a hub if necessary. It also gets used by some friends for other gaming activities but I have a dedicated channel for roleplay and can add an additional private room for this RP specifically. Just if anyone's interested.
@BKburke Can't you just handwave something with Quarian history to pick whichever you want?
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Just so we are clear, capital shits aren't invincible or anything its just I figured nobody wants to argue about whose capital ships are "superior" and who should be beating who simply because lore says so.
That unfortunate typo though ....
I'm an avid scifi writer and studying game developer. Solving balance problems is second nature to me. This particular case is a fun exercise even if it's purely an OOC thought experiment. :)
GALACTIC CORE PERIPHERY - INTERSTELLAR SPACE
“Commander I’m getting sensor readings I don’t quite understand.”
“On the table please.”
Muriel looked at the data, trying to piece it together herself. If a well-trained sensors operator didn’t understand a reading, it was unlikely she would either. Still, she did discern something from it. “SICI, map the position of these readings relative an approximation of our unknown signal.”
They were all clustered to a distant planet. The commander hadn’t expected the planet – though it was not surprising – but the clustering was what she was hoping for. Whatever these signatures were, they were after it too ... whatever exactly “it” was.
“Navigation, can we spool for short-jump frameshift?”
“Drive is cooled down enough, affirmative. How close am I targeting this?”
“Keep us at least 100 AMMs* from everything. We’ll close in under main engine power.”
The Destiny Ascendant spooled its frameshift drive quickly for this short jump. Before it lurched forth towards what could be friends or targets, Commander Dar’Tuura made a call for the sensors officer. “On arrival, ping our active sensors once. Helm, up power to one half impulse and get us some speed. Tactical, zero emissions immediately after sensors ping.”
An active sensor ping would light the ship up like a Christmas tree. Everything in the area that wasn’t deaf & blind in every sensor band imaginable would know where they were. The frameshift exit would also throw off enough of a quantum burst to achieve similar effect, and so nothing of value would be lost. Most commanders were still quite rightfully afraid of using active sensors without already being engaged in open combat. The commander’s plan was to take advantage of the one moment it couldn’t do that much damage and use the built-up momentum to cruise away swiftly. The other presences in the region would know where they were at sensor ping, but not their present location after a few seconds … provided they survived those critical seconds.
GALACTIC CORE - AURORA
Destiny jolted out of frameshift into the gravity well of the unknown planet. For an instant, its primary sensor systems screamed out into the void, and then went silent as they listened for the echoes of detected targets. The ship’s signature dropped to nearly nothing in that silence. Active sensors could see through ships concealing their emissions and even identify the presence of vessels running active cloaking. “Sensors data processing now Commander. I’ve got a variety of craft moving around the planet itself and … some weird interference off to our right by about 150 AMMs*.”
“What kind of interference?” Muriel postulated.
“Unclear. The sensors are returning something but it looks like just noise. The weird part is that other areas are returning nothing like I would expect.” The sensors officer was a smart man, and he being stumped meant that a problem was unlikely to see an answer.
“Could we be detecting a stealth vessel?” SICI entered the conversation through the bridge’s speakers.
“I wouldn’t think so SICI. Active sensors normally lights up stealth craft albeit at the cost of your own discretion,” he continued to report.
“If there is something there, chances are it will make the first move seeing as it knows we’re in the area. I’d rather let them show their cards before we show ours,” Muriel asserted, “and so we wait.”
* AMM: Astronomical Military Measurement - 1,000 kilometers/1 megameter/1,000,000 meters - Slang term created by Navy captains to refer to increments of one thousand kilometers: a common measurement when specifying distances to targets and engagement ranges.
“Commander I’m getting sensor readings I don’t quite understand.”
“On the table please.”
Muriel looked at the data, trying to piece it together herself. If a well-trained sensors operator didn’t understand a reading, it was unlikely she would either. Still, she did discern something from it. “SICI, map the position of these readings relative an approximation of our unknown signal.”
They were all clustered to a distant planet. The commander hadn’t expected the planet – though it was not surprising – but the clustering was what she was hoping for. Whatever these signatures were, they were after it too ... whatever exactly “it” was.
“Navigation, can we spool for short-jump frameshift?”
“Drive is cooled down enough, affirmative. How close am I targeting this?”
“Keep us at least 100 AMMs* from everything. We’ll close in under main engine power.”
The Destiny Ascendant spooled its frameshift drive quickly for this short jump. Before it lurched forth towards what could be friends or targets, Commander Dar’Tuura made a call for the sensors officer. “On arrival, ping our active sensors once. Helm, up power to one half impulse and get us some speed. Tactical, zero emissions immediately after sensors ping.”
An active sensor ping would light the ship up like a Christmas tree. Everything in the area that wasn’t deaf & blind in every sensor band imaginable would know where they were. The frameshift exit would also throw off enough of a quantum burst to achieve similar effect, and so nothing of value would be lost. Most commanders were still quite rightfully afraid of using active sensors without already being engaged in open combat. The commander’s plan was to take advantage of the one moment it couldn’t do that much damage and use the built-up momentum to cruise away swiftly. The other presences in the region would know where they were at sensor ping, but not their present location after a few seconds … provided they survived those critical seconds.
GALACTIC CORE - AURORA
Destiny jolted out of frameshift into the gravity well of the unknown planet. For an instant, its primary sensor systems screamed out into the void, and then went silent as they listened for the echoes of detected targets. The ship’s signature dropped to nearly nothing in that silence. Active sensors could see through ships concealing their emissions and even identify the presence of vessels running active cloaking. “Sensors data processing now Commander. I’ve got a variety of craft moving around the planet itself and … some weird interference off to our right by about 150 AMMs*.”
“What kind of interference?” Muriel postulated.
“Unclear. The sensors are returning something but it looks like just noise. The weird part is that other areas are returning nothing like I would expect.” The sensors officer was a smart man, and he being stumped meant that a problem was unlikely to see an answer.
“Could we be detecting a stealth vessel?” SICI entered the conversation through the bridge’s speakers.
“I wouldn’t think so SICI. Active sensors normally lights up stealth craft albeit at the cost of your own discretion,” he continued to report.
“If there is something there, chances are it will make the first move seeing as it knows we’re in the area. I’d rather let them show their cards before we show ours,” Muriel asserted, “and so we wait.”
* AMM: Astronomical Military Measurement - 1,000 kilometers/1 megameter/1,000,000 meters - Slang term created by Navy captains to refer to increments of one thousand kilometers: a common measurement when specifying distances to targets and engagement ranges.
@Hillbilly12 Well the Asari actually are pretty redeeming in terms of the power of the individual. A very brief tactical analysis suggests that they may be lacking in the space force department, but in an infantry vs infantry battle against even the Covenant, they would be more than a match.
In case you haven't figured out, sci-fi theorycrafting is more addicting for me than cocaine so I could honestly write about 3000 words in response to you, but it's midnight here and I should be getting to bed and I don't want to drop that wall of text all at once. :P Thus I'll save doing tactical analyses of all our factions currently in play & ideas about relative power scaling for later.
In case you haven't figured out, sci-fi theorycrafting is more addicting for me than cocaine so I could honestly write about 3000 words in response to you, but it's midnight here and I should be getting to bed and I don't want to drop that wall of text all at once. :P Thus I'll save doing tactical analyses of all our factions currently in play & ideas about relative power scaling for later.
<why is there no delete option for misposts?>
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