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WIP Sheet.
WIP Sheet.
This has my interest.
This has my interest for sure.
Welcome aboard! Glad to see a sheet was the first thing to post.
Earth, High Orbit
After short amount of time passing after departing from the Cerberus, the dropships of the 189th were fast on approach to the Earth, maneuvering around thousands of shredded starship debris from past battles, Earth’s orbit was a deathtrap for any pilot who came unprepared and lacked the training. Most fortunate for the 189th Mobile Infantry that their pilots knew what they were doing, unfortunately, one can never truly be prepared to be a moving target.

Colonel Sidonis, Commander of the battalion, hung around in the front of the cockpit of one of the larger transport, his gaze glued several screens playing live feed of the outside world, gripped tightly to the co-pilots seat's cushions, observing the outside as the group flew in a loose formation. Missiles and other projectiles passing by the ship as they fell under attack. The worst he feared came to pass as one of the dropships furthest ahead of the group was hit by an incoming missile, engulfed in a blinding light, followed by fast approaching wreckage from its fresh carcass, the pattern repeated several more times as more dropships were destroyed from their pursuers.

"Son of a bitch!" The Colonel exclaimed, his grip growing tighter. "Get us out of their aim!" He ordered as he turned back to face a crowd of legionaries nervously waiting in the cargo hold. "Don’t faulter! You are Legionaries! The fighting elite of the Eclipse! Show these heretics your undying resolve! You will not break!” The small pep talk was a much-needed morale boost for the frightened recruits, chanting out “Talus Vult!”

“Buckle up! We’re in for a rough landing!” Colonel Sidonis ordered as he leapt down from the steps. Quickly fastening himself to his seat. The others following behind. Despite being safely buckled in, the Colonel’s unit out of sheer habit, gripped tightly on their seats as the turbulence grew more intense. Before long, their hostile pursuers would cease their hunt as they returned to the ensuing battle. The surviving dropships pushing pass the atmosphere, the darkness of space slowly being left behind as Iceland was on the horizon, their isolated enclave in the Atlantic.
@zapadoslaviaboi
Hello.

First of all, while it is nice that you have some interest in the rp. You can't just make a post without a sheet. In addition, with the post length and quality, I feel that this rp might be too advanced for you at the moment, sorry about that.
Due to a player dropping, Neptune and its moons are available for anyone to claim.
@ReedeThe23rd Alright, now that I've familiarized myself. While interesting, I would prefer to keep things contained in Sol for the time being, in that contacting outside systems would be an impossible task at present time. Unless you meant something more local?

Although I have a fun suggestion. Maybe you could play as a group that is trying to reestablish communications with outside systems, which so far is met with little success.
@ReedeThe23rd

Edit: Sorry, I'll first read up on it :P
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