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Current Space vampires and werewolves try to stop a Mummy AI from spoiling their human food roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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omg it's been a very long time since I've been on here...
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9 yrs ago
"A creepy old man cut my hair off!" - Thor
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9 yrs ago
My OOC is complete. I will now go outside and enjoy the beautiful sun, until it gets too hot, then scuttle back inside where Horizon Zero Dawn awaits me. Finally, I get to play you!
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posted something casual, will get to the plot post after blackthorn's. :D
Wulgoth leaned against the side railings on deck, watching the geographical shift of Venastia as The Aurora hovered forward. The scenery was gorgeous, but he wasn't into that sort of thing. Aside from a few crewmen monitoring the solar wind sails, this spot was perfect for being left alone. The Org-Humas frowned at his new assignment leader's subtle chide from earlier. Wulgoth reasoned that he took the best course of action; believed that he saved their lives, and became moody for the fact that no one acknowledged him for it.

"Hmph!" Wulgoth crossed his arms. "Damn old fool, patronizing me like that!" He spat off to the side, but unfortunately did so against the wind. Splat! The streak of his own saliva whipped back at his face. "Damn it all!" He punched the metal railing with his hand. The clear sound of chuckling caught his ears and he immediately snapped over to the crewmen, who shuffled back to their duties. Grrrrr
Dmitry took his usual tour through The Aurora, receiving updates from the crewmen about her condition. This would mark his second campaign on this airship. There was no doubt that she'd perform just as well as she did before, but that never stopped him from double/triple-checking just to be sure. He first stopped at the hangar section, unboxing his Ivanov automaton and probing it for any damage from the fire-fight. It stood a foot taller than him, with bulky arms that had a network of gears reinforcing its limbs and pelvic region. The bulbous opaque shield where its head would be gave no expression, but Dmitry always imagined its emoticons in his mind.

After a tedious inspection that warranted no concern, he double-checked the crew's inventory list, calculating that all the items were at regulation weight, then trucked over to the Animal Keep. Upon arrival, he spotted Connor and his animal, Chi, making themselves comfortable on the floor. With all the racket going on in this room, it amazed Dmitry that the fire mage chose this spot as his resting quarters. He shrugged, nodding to both of them before continuing his inspection. All of the beasts seemed obedient enough, save for Gwar, Wulgoth's wolf pet. It had to be confined in a rubber-matted cage to prevent electrocuting anyone that dared to get close to it. It snarled at Dmitry until he left the keep.

He rounded up the stairs and politely returned salutes when crew-members gave them. After he checked the designated resting quarters, spotting Chang and his spherical contraption completely still on the floor, Quartermaster Danes, stamped toward him down the hall. He was a lanky young humas that had an awkward gait, suggesting he still had trouble getting used to the altitude.

"Sir!" The quartermaster's salute was so stern that he slapped his own sweating forehead.

"Something amiss?" Dmitry asked, noting Dane's face was flush with anger.

"Officer Quallyss has taken several liberties in the ship's workshop! Two of our engineers have already filed complaints. Their working environment has become quote:...'Uncomfortable.' Something about dangerous liquids and moving tentacles, sir."

Dmitry paused for a moment, rationalizing the Quartermaster's last sentence. "Uncomfortable is a soft word, Quartermaster. So long as they're able to do their duties, I have no concern for what gets them in a tizzy."

"...Sir?" Danes said, a frown creasing his already disheveled face.

"They'll just have to make do. If the problem persists, then they have my approval to move their facilities to the upper quadrant in the hangar. Why don't you go top-side and get some air, Danes. You're fuming."

"YES SIR!" The Quartermaster gave an expressionless salute, then trotted back toward the stairs leading up to the deck. Dmitry chuckled. Oh this is going to be interesting indeed.

After casual glances through the remainder of the stations on the first floor, Dmitry finally ended up in the War Room. Not to his surprise, Finn, the Org-Cathian, was the first and only officer present in the room. "Punctuality is one of your many strong suits, I see." Kovalev nodded, rounding over to the head chair of the long table. Just then, an officer from the bridge climbed down and entered the room, saluting, then handing over a manilla folder to Dmitry. He reached over and grabbed it with his regular hand, giving a half-assed salute with his mechanical arm to send the crewman off his merry way. "We'll get started as soon as everyone's here." Dmitry said to Finn, glancing at the time piece strapped to the back of his palm.
FortunesFaded said
Halo Reference <3And you simply have more 'official' names for them.. Like Babylon All Terrain Assault Vehicle (BATAV), maybe Bat as a nickname? May be a bit less fun naming-wise, but could sound kinda impressive :P


Actually I prefer this method. Nice call Faded.
I vote for Volk's name for top: Sidewinder
Bottom: Landstalker
^sounds good. I'll be pretty busy this week too, but i should have something up by tomorrow.

kye: lol at Quallyss' dialogue with the quartermaster.

I'm enjoying these posts a lot. Glad to see you're all still interested!
Looks like you got a hectic schedule Cat. Also sounds like this RP won't be up for awhile, but I'll still be committed to it, whenever it begins.
guyvolk said
when talking to a politician


A CGB politician is more like it. He'll be more of a kiss ass to the BESC/ROC types. :D

PROLOGUE

"Do we have to keep walking?" Zen whined as he floated lazily behind Cao'Fahn, "We would've been there by now if you let me transform into a dragon."

"It's a beautiful day for a stroll," The old Rogo smiled as he tapped the butt of his staff onto the concrete, "Plus, you don't even have legs... so you're technically not walking."

"And you suck as a dragon." A tiny voice chirped. Cao'Fahn glanced to his left shoulder where Chen perched himself as a little black bird. "Last time master needed your help as a dragon, you changed into a giant bat-frog."

"Shut up Chen, it still worked!"

Cao'Fahn chuckled as he recalled being saved by the slimy tongue of a large, bat-winged toad. "You did well that time, Zen. You have nothing to be embarrassed about." Cao'Fahn said, reassuring his summon. Zen, the floating white spirit, stuck a tongue out at the little bird, who mockingly cawed back like a croaking frog. They continued along an overpass until the Coliseum came into view. Cao'Fahn stopped and set the wheat basket on the ground to get a breather, careful not to wake Upo from its slumber.

"Alright boys, from here on out I'll need you back in the spirit realm."

"Ah come on!" They both protested. "Just until we get there! Please!?"

"No!" Cao'Fahn barked. "We've been traveling dimensions for awhile now and I need my energy replenished. Why do you think I didn't let Lubo out?"

Chen shifted back into his regular childish form, contrasting from his brother's whitening hue to a more darker glow. "Because he's a war mongering demi-god that only talks about killing and honor and stuff." Chen answered, rubbing his forehead until two stubby horns popped out, completing the transformation.

Zen nodded to his brother. "Yeah, he's really annoying. I hate going back into the spirit realm when he's there. You should seriously have a master-to-summon talk with him about his messiah complex, Master."

"I'll think about it." Cao'Fahn extended his staff of Oka out to Chen and Zen. They groaned in contempt, reluctantly obeying the archmage. A flash of energies veined along the wooden staff, then glistened erratically, pulling in the spirit brothers until they disappeared into two tiny gems. Cao'Fahn grabbed each jewel in mid-air, then placed them both inside a pouch slung on his belt. Finally, some peace and quiet. The Rogo Archmage exhaled a sigh of relief as he hoisted the wheat basket onto his back and proceeded toward the Coliseum. It had taken many years to get to this point. Cao'Fahn felt ready, but doubt had begun to fester. While he felt confident in his abilities as a seasoned wizard, it was his peculiar band of odd summon creatures that worried him most. He only hoped that when the time came, they'd hold their end of the bargain, and do whatever he tells them to do.

Cao'Fahn had plucked each of them from various dimensional corners of the multiverse. The Spirit Brothers were the first summons he ever acquired, and boy were they a pain in the ass...

To Be Continued...
Next Post...The Spirit Brothers: Tale of the Two Jackasses

guyvolk said
I imagine Ironstone speaking like J Jonah Jameson from the spiderman movies


I can see that happening. Most especially with a subtle tinge of Ron Burgundy, every now and then. :D
I should probably explain that this faction is intended to not only summarize any major events that happen throughout the RP, but also give a bit more life to Outremer; showing the consequences of RPer actions that affect the general consciousness of the average citizen.
Faction Name: Emeritus Broadcasting System, Inc. (EBS)
Industry: Entertainment, Interactive Media, Broadcasting
History: Multinational mass media corporation headquartered in Capitol Centre District, Babylon. It is the largest media conglomerate in the industry with commercial products ranging from network television, movies, news broadcasting, and liveblog portals.

Subsidiary Factions:
Outremer Live News Network (OLNN) is EBS's most popular broadcasting property. OLNN reigns as the top news outlet in the world, leading the industry in online subscriptions and viewer ratings. They provide 24 hours of live-stream world news coverage, making them the go-to channel for all the latest happenings in Outremer.
Popular Shows: Prime Time with William Ironstone, is OLNN's flagship for daily news, and the #1 rated world newscast in Outremer. It also currently holds the world record for having the longest time slot in broadcast.

NPCs

Name: William Ironstone

Info: William Ironstone is a longtime news anchorman to OLNN's Prime Time news slot. He is a self-proclaimed legend of the media industry, and believes he is viewed as an inspirational pop culture icon. He is often used as a sound bite for parodies that almost always go viral on the net.
Interesting tidbits:
- William Ironstone's famous tagline: "Your daily dose of the need to know, from the only one that knows best."
- Is known to have a cartoonish demeanor when interviewing CGB politicians.
- Once did an entire 24 hr live broadcast of the news, non stop, resulting in a worldwide debate as to whether or not he was actually a human being.

Name: Lesita Morana

Info: OLNN's most dedicated field reporter. She is constantly traveling to wherever the big scoops are and isn't afraid to ask the hard-pressing questions, even from the Supreme Commander of BESC himself. She is on contract with OLNN, but runs her own exclusive video blogs. She has a huge following, no doubt stemming from her non-bias desire to report the truth.
Interesting tidbits:
-Has citizenship in every city-state
-Is most famous for her interview with the former prime minister of the old CGB government where she questioned his inability to lead
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