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20 days ago
Current The thought of starting up an RP is stirring, but then the memories of numerous disappointments come back too.
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3 mos ago
Logged in for the first time in months just to have a look around. Am not dead. Just took a break for a while. Not sure if I'll start RPing again - depends what's around.
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10 mos ago
Time for a new RPG; more fighter jets. Been a while since I've done one of these, hopefully it'll get some attention
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1 yr ago
Okay; Gundam RPG made. Now let's see if it gets any interest
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1 yr ago
And I almost guarantee that if I do it, the site will immediately go down for maintenance xD

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I've been roleplaying in one form or another since the late '90's. I've played as many tabletop games as I have online ones, and the quality of both has varied wildly.
I have an active imagination, and I love immersive, descriptive roleplaying. My genres of choice are sci-fi, and modern-day (with a sci-fi twist). I like RP's that mix reality with fiction, and throw an unusual and exciting twist into an otherwise normal setting - something like Stargate SG-1 would be an example, or Battle: Los Angeles. An almost recognizable world, but with some sci-fi twists.
I'm a fan of military and action-based RP's that do this especially, and they are easily my favourite - though I rarely see any that appeal to me enough - all the military RP's are too 'plain', and anything else modern day is usually fantasy or fandom.
I have a lot of fandoms, but I don't really like fandom RP's - or at least, the ones that come up. I often find them a bit lacking in ideas, or too far away from what actually makes the thing I'm a fan of enjoyable.

I don't play in free, as I find the short posts and bad spelling and grammar infuriating.

I'm 39 years old, and live in the UK, so I may not be on all the time.
I also like playing non-human characters, especially anthro ones. I dig giant robots, and I love military aircraft. I'm also a very dedicated and proud Brony and furry.

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Really enjoyed that post, so wanted to get my reply up quickly, as I had some inspiration for it. Wasn't as long, but was still a good reply and I had a good amount to work with too. Excited to get us both back out in the field again, although the downtime between was fun.
I'm going to start thinking a bit more about Gabby's background and off-time as well, so I can think of more to do with her when we next get some downtime from ops as well.
Gabby grinned widely at Tobias' comment about building things in his shed, and laughed as Alex showed her confusion. She waved a goodbye to the technician as they made their way to the briefing room next door.
As they entered, she nodded in greeting to Gavin, following up her partners' response with one of her own. "Much the same as Tobias, sir. Charged up with caffeine, and bored of paperwork. Ready to get out into the field and do the practical part of the job".
She tuned in attentively as the South African began to talk. She found his demeanour and attitude comfortingly familiar; he reminded her of many of the higher ranks she'd encountered during her career with the IDF and the Border Police; people who'd done their time on the line and had the experience, knowledge, and professionalism to show for it, and bore it with understanding, quiet dignity and occasional dour humour, and understood the things their fellow personnel of lower rank were dealing with. She respected him as a result, as she knew he had the same for her and Tobias.

As the Op was revealed in detail, she could feel her eyebrows climbing into her hairline and a bemused smile growing on her ruby-painted lips. She swung slightly in her office chair as she considered the task, leaning back in the chair and looking over the images and information on the interactive whiteboard and pursing her lips. She gave a frown as the Cornishman mentioned the title of 'operation Trojan container', absently replying as she kept her attention on the screen.
"If we're going for Greek Myth, maybe 'Operation Pandora's Box' works better". She turned her attention to Gavin, one eyebrow quirked upward and a slight wry smile still in place.
"We couldn't get the amphibious kit finished in time for this one, eh?" she said ruefully, before shaking her head, raven ponytail swinging. "Well, it seems... not straightforward, but not like something we can't handle, necessarily. Bit more James Bond than we're used to, but unlike Commander Bond, we have bulletproof armour, and we don't need to be subtle. Like you said; speed and aggression".
Tobias made his comment and she caught the reference, rolling her eyes but a smile in place as she did so.
"I have a loadout in mind already, if it's mostly infantry we'll be dealing with. Shouldn't be too much worse or better than the last op; just in closer quarters and with a... 'unique' insertion and extraction, to say the least. When do we ship out - pun fully intended".
Gabby moved along quietly in Tobias wake, smiling gently as she walked through the building with him, nodding or giving greetings to those she recognised as they headed into the basement and passed others at work. She followed suit with her security checks and stepped into the maintenance bay a few steps behind the slighter man, taking her hands from her jacket pockets as she walked closer to the pair of suspended Exosuits, hanging by chains from suspension points in black-and-yellow hazard striped steel frames. She glanced over as Alexandra greeted them, pressing one of her hands against the Stormhound's cool metal chest and looking into the blank visor that was above her own head height, before turning back around and listening in to the chat.
She chuckled as Alex mentioned the harpoon and the cable, grinning to Tobias. "Aw, so no Spiderman adventures for you yet, eh?" she said with a smirk, before listening attentively at the rest of the upgrades and giving an appreciative nod at the increase in performance and capability in her partners' suit. The big woman lightly rapped her knuckles against the suits' smooth armoured carapace and turned with a raised eyebrow to Alex in expectation. The ginger-haired woman grinned in reply and flicked through the tablet she held up.
"Don't worry, I got around to yours too. Let's see here; ah yeah. Wasn't too hard to add those mods you requested-" she tapped the screen of the tablet, and a small retractable camera popped up from the head of the suit; and another from the left forearm guard.
"They should let ya see around corners like you requested. And behind you as well. What else... stripped and re-skinned all the bearings in the joints, they're now about twenty percent quieter when you're moving, which added with the new padding on the feet makes you a lot more stealthy... well, for an eight-foot mass of electronics, steel and weapons anyway. Oh, that reminds me; your taser has been upgraded too. It's now an air taser, so you can make contact or short-ranged attacks with it to stun people."
Gabby made an appreciative murmur at that as Alex looked back down at the pad and then back up, an amused smile on her face as she locked eyes with the much bigger woman.
"Oh, and there's a message here from R&D for you... they said 'Please tell Ms. Bat-Seraph to stop requesting the Stormhound to be upgraded with Iron Man blasters and a Gundam beam sword'".
Gabby made an attempt at an innocent face which was immediately ruined by her sniggering
Just getting a post up now, and following what you've suggested. Adding one small idea that I thought might be useful from the previous op, which can be further refined following the adding of a flight/hover pack and associated wings in future. Looking forward to our next action too, and some more long-term plot.
Thanks for the reply and the welcome, Gunther. Good to see you too.
I've read a couple of books about the the Sabres Vs. MiGs over the years, and after I read the RP and posted this morning, I read up on the F-86 as well, as it's something I know a little about, but not a lot. Jets from the 60's til now tend to be more my area of expertise, and as you quoted from my profile, usually with a sci-fi or non-historical twist. But as I said previously, I'm not going to pass up the opportunity at an aviation RP, because they're like rocking-horse poop around here.

I appreciate you sharing the bits of info with me too, and I get what you mean about picking up bits of language. While I never served myself, there are a lot of tidbits and terms over here in the UK that have come from things soldiers have picked up or used as slang over the years. I find stuff like that quite interesting as well, so cool to know that little bit of trivia about 'Honcho' and its origins.

Not sure about the Assassin's Creed game, although I appreciate the invite. I've actually never played any of the games, and know nothing of their lore, etc, and not sure if it's a setting I'd be interested in as much as this one.
Sorry about the delay on my end this time - had the same thing as you, a temporary mental block on what to write, but pushed through it this morning to at least get something short and sweet up as a reply.
The pun got the rise Tobias expected, as the big woman cracked a smile and rolled her eyes in amusement as she mirrored his action, dabbing her lips with a napkin, leaving a smudge of dark ruby lipstick on it before she stood up and stretched a little, elicting a crack and a pop from the powerful muscles in her shoulders. "Yes, let's. Hopefully, as you say, there might be something more interesting waiting for us now. And a break helps with feeling refreshed". She lead the way to the door, feeling a bit more a bounce in her step from the influx of sugar, and holding the door for someone coming in, and Tobias as they went back out into the morning air and back towards the office.
I dig it, because there's never enough aviation RP's on here, and they always die quickly. It's not exactly my thing, but it's jet age, and that's good enough to keep me interested. Going to subscribe in the least.

Also, did not know that's the origin of the term 'Honcho'. Presumably, that's where 'Head Honcho' comes from?
Ah dang, I followed this from the int-check, but didn't realise it was full. I'll subscribe to follow though, because I like the concept and am interested to see where it goes.
Gabby let herself get immersed in the low-level mid-morning burble of the coffee shop, her darkly luminous eyes drifting outside to watch the sporadic traffic on the road adjacent to the business park; all of it nondescript and perfectly normal as she picked at her muffin and popped another light, spongey and chocolatey chunk past her lips, eyes flicking to Tobias as she listened half to him, and half to the recycled indie-pop that warbled through tinny speakers and underlined the rigid normality of the place.
She nodded to Tobias' words about tangling with mercs and other undesirables. The big woman had her own checklist of awful shit she'd squared off against in the past, and she smirked and gave a soft laugh as he deadpanned a response. She finished her muffin and dusted her hands off, taking a sip of her hot chocolate to wash the last of it down and turning a more attentive look as he continued.
"Mmm, having worked with the suits and in the way we have, going back to Israel and back to my old role wouldn't be the same; I'd just be thinking of how much easier it would be to do everything if I had what we've got here. Not to mention the pay cut," she said with a wry smile. "I'd say it'd be a bit more regular working back with the Israeli Police, but... well, no two days are ever the same there either. I just suppose the work is a lot more, eh" she shrugged and twirled her long fingers. "I don't know, more up-close-and-personal work; tracking, investigating, interviews and paperwork than what we do". She frowned as she recalled why they'd stepped out in the first place. "Well. Maybe not the paperwork..."
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