SillyGoy

Sollus Supremus (Dune-like Space Opera)

This RP has become really involved. Turns out that making an entire space opera setting out of nothing is more challenging than I first thought. It's kind of putting me off from participating in this RP. I might even just drop it.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@Ammokkx

Cool beans. Edited. As for the description about Serah later in the post, Harold is merely going off on Lorenzo's yelling.

Edit: I have a feeling that Harold and Ariin would be these two men who were supposed to be friends, but their personalities got in the way.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

@Ammokkx

Oh, sorry. I had misread a line meant for Elora and forgot to rectify that. How would Serah react?

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

That was way too lewd and romantic! Too lewd for even Japan's 2nd greatest admiral!

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@Meiyuki

Sure, give me a link.

Spells in the Dark (18+ For dark and suggestive themes)

Vespa Ruvina

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She turned around the corner and happened upon the doorway. Lorelai was there, cheeks blushing mildly, and already offering her a seat. Vespa's eyes locked with hers and the Blood Witch offered a grin of her own. She stepped in, hands clasped together just before her stomach in a bearing most befitting of nobility, and her voice was bright and cheerful as she returned her love's greetings.

"Quite well," she said. "Thank you for asking."

But then she broke that most sacred and unspoken code of conduct for ladies. Just before sitting down, she leaned in and gave Lorelai a kiss on the cheek.

"I've missed you too."

It was a quick and chaste one - almost innocent - but there was great meaning in that half-second of warmth. Vespa sat down, and admired her significant other's features: long, beautiful hair of midnight just like hers, but she also had deep and dark eyes to contrast her blue ones that would shine most mischievously on the bed sheets. Oh no, bad thoughts! Vespa blushed mildly, and the development of the rosy tinge was obvious on her usually pale cheeks.

"So you have put these two on gathering reagents for our warding project?" she said quickly, more to quell her blush than because she cared. Her gaze came upon Genoveve, the witch who dealt in spirits, and Laina, the most mysterious member of the Coven. "That is good. With Hunter activity on the increase, but we must make sure of the strength of our defenses. Ah, that's right - Lorelai, my sweet, did your sentries submit any reports while I was gone?"

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Elina Ruvina

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The moment the fires were extinguished, Elina rushed to Taran's side. It was clear that the man was no hunter, especially given his clumsy and almost frail disposition. The Blood Witch crouched down near the man - much to Luna's meowing dismay - and helped to brush off the dirt that clung on his clothes and hair. Her delicate hands were working on him from top to bottom, cleaning him. In the end, however, they were quite dirty themselves.

"Oh my," she said, her crimson eyes fraught with worry as they stared into his own. "Are you alright? You are clearly no Hunter. Are you hurt? Injured anywhere? I know some magic. Perhaps I can heal you."

Perhaps she could. Perhaps. She didn't know for sure. Blood Magic was incredibly versatile, however, and if it came to it, she was sure she could heal whatever cuts and bruises he might have had from his fall. If he had burns, then she should be able to treat them as well. Taran was clearly no Hunter as all Hunters were men - adults. In his pathetic state, Taran was a boy no matter how you looked at it.

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@Aerandir

I think we should wait for @Ellion first.

Edit: Wait nevermind im stupid.

My post is a little short but I'd say they're pretty fine.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

The reprimand was harsh. Serah appeared to be taking it well and when it came upon Harold he performed likewise, standing stock still and rigidly in a fine display of Navy discipline. He hadn't been chewed out like this since he was a Cadet two years ago, and since he was a Cadet now, then perhaps it wasn't entirely undeserved, especially given Team Sigma's horrible performance. The scientist, whom he thought was more relaxed earlier, yelled like a lion; each word coming from him was like a bite from sharp fangs. Perhaps because what he said was true.

But to be fair, Harold thought, they were a barely organized, duct taped-together unit. The only briefing they were given was a short one with barely any information while people tried to claim that most coveted position of command. Team Sigma was also composed of complete strangers who had met each other just a few hours ago, and then there was this and that... everyone was confused throughout the whole affair, and...

Oh hell, he thought. There really is no excusing our performance. Looking back, it's cringeworthy as hell.

That, and my Rostosov could really use some more armor around the guns, he added.

After Lorenzo had said his piece, and Ritsu given hers, he said crisply, "Sir, yes sir! The Cadet will remember it, sir!"

Harold then listened to Lorenzo chewing out the others, learning of how the battle went. Having had combat tunnel vision and with his unit not at all possessed of a clear communication structure, he did not know what was happening outside of his immediate environs during the mock battle. As the debriefing went on, the timeline became clearer: Serah was reprimanded for giving up; Sigma for ignoring Harold's suggestion that he snipe the artillery mech (Ha!); Lora had been buried by the artillery strike and kind of gave up; Katya had not been buried but kind of gave up; Elora was daydreaming and kind of gave up; Rooney did something like banging his head against the wall and Zim Hero actually got the best evaluation from Lorenzo. Even then, his was full of venom. The scientist clearly had a talent for making all of them, Harold included, look like imbeciles.

Lorenzo then said that even though they sucked, then didn't suck all that badly since they did take out Irina - and also that they earned a parfait for their troubles. He then called out one of the new arrivals for 'gawking like a barbarian.' The scientist did ask for questions, however, and Harold had a good one.

He stepped up,

"Sir! My Rostosov was way too quickly firepower-killed due to having insufficient armor on its main guns. The Cadet asks whether it would be possible to up-armor the gatling guns to make sure it doesn't happen again."

Then Ariin spoke, and Harold frowned. He spoke again of a sense of duty, talking as if he were some kind of hero - and did he just say that he opened his Framewerk's hatch and actually peeked outside? The former lieutenant nearly scowled, confused about Ariin more than ever before. He'd met lots of soldiers before, each with their own colorful personality, but he'd never seen an actual hero type. Hotshots, gloryhounds, yes, but not hero types who combined the characteristics of both a hotshot and a gloryhound.

The guy spoke with such audacity and arrogance. It went against the Navy's code of conduct when conversing with a superior officer.

Then again, Harold reminded himself - the people around him were not regular soldiers. Besides, didn't he ask for this? Things that applied in Air Group Three might not be so here. He still had lots to learn about Framewerks as well.

SPARTAN - The Exiles (Original Mecha RP)(Pre-Interest)

Hope you don't mind if I add in my interest as well.

Souls of Steel: A Giant Mecha RP

So boss, when are those choppers coming?