@HeySeuss
Hey, I just had a thought. What's your stance on power armor/light mecha, as in Appleseed's landmates?
Hey, I just had a thought. What's your stance on power armor/light mecha, as in Appleseed's landmates?
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Not my own words, but: "Enjoy memes and have a good time online, but develop a solid sense of self-worth that is rooted in a reality that doesn't disappear when the battery charge is empty."
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numbers don't mean everything *hints at the battle of Thermopylae*
Too bad the Persians still won the battle, in the end.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
I'm clearly unable to keep up with the pacing of the RP at this time. I think I'll just bow out of the RP. Sorry about the inconvenience.
Sorry to hear, Dark. I'll list Cheryl as on indefinite personal leave, in case you find time to drop in again!
Chalezian Union
Chosen Colour for Nation: Navy
People of Importance:
- Chancellor Emik Gauld
- Vice-Chancellor Abul Bodann
- Interior Minister Kamid Zabrir
- Minister of Propaganda Dell Savayid
[More to come as required]
Races: Humans, Elves (+2 military traits)
Nation History: WIP
Territory Claim: 6, 14, 15
My history is still a WIP, but I wanted to reserve my territories and show off what I have so far.
Chosen Colour for Nation: Navy
People of Importance:
[More to come as required]
Races: Humans, Elves (+2 military traits)
Nation History: WIP
Territory Claim: 6, 14, 15
Chalezian Union
Chosen Colour for Nation: Navy
People of Importance:
- Chancellor Emik Gauld
- Vice-Chancellor Abul Bodann
- Interior Minister Kamid Zabrir
- Minister of Propaganda Dell Savayid
[More to come as required]
Races: Humans, Elves (+2 military traits)
Nation History: WIP
Territory Claim: 6, 14, 15
@Aristo
Well crap. If you thought of it first then you go ahead. I can make something else.
Oh, no; don't let me stop you. I meant we could both do different variations of the trope. Rather than a classic, slit-your-throat-in-bed femme fatale, I was going to focus on behind-the-scenes work and pulling strings in the political or business scenes.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
"Not bad for a rookie team, I would think.” Cecilia heard Harold comment. She turned to him as he came down the ramp, a spring in his step and that all-too friendly smile emblazoned on his face. Unlike her jacket, which was worn around the shoulders and full of creases, his was unmarred, like it had come right out of the packaging. Everyone in the unit could practically tell who had seniority by how faded their leather was.
"Depends what scale you use," Cecilia answered. "Had it just been us older guys, I'd have rated it as 'awful,' but now that we're half and half, I'll spare you some leeway." The edges of her lips curled into a hint of a smile - blink and you'd miss it. When Harold had asked about his performance in particular, she let out a puff of air from her nose that must have been akin to a laugh and replied,
"We've got plenty of adjustments to make, but I'm not in the mood for critique; not when we're off-duty. Sorry if you're a masochist that way." Edward, followed by Richard and a couple more Panthers appeared from the landcruiser.
"Wish I could tag along," Richard sighed. "I've got to meet with Cradle about the op. Formalities and such. Still haven't said anything about what we're carrying, though..."
As Richard was wrapping up his sentence, he narrowed his eyes to get a better look at the girl running right for him. When he finally recognized her, his face stretched into a pearly grin before being smothered in her grip.
"Srhr!" he muffled into her chest. Sarah had evidently returned from a period of personal leave, and with little notice save for a bear hug to mark her arrival.
"I had no idea when you were coming back," Richard continued, pulling himself free. "As you can see, we've got a few new faces. I'll let you get acquainted; Cradle expects me very soon." The cargo trucks rolled down the Samigina's ramp and Richard hopped into the passenger seat of the lead vehicle.
"You need me, send a blip to my padd. Have fun, now!" he shouted out the window, giving a 'bottoms up' gesture as the trucks rolled away.
"Sarah, it's been a while," Cecilia remarked. "Did you need a break from my voice that badly?" She'd been spared the fate of a crushing hug that had befallen the other Panthers, although she knew how hard Sarah was trying to hold back.
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Inside the Samigina, a smooth-faced tech crewman bumped into Bernard as he turned a narrow corner. It was entirely the crewman's fault; he'd had his eyes glued to the screen in his hands and hadn't noticed the aging pilot in front of him.
"Shit! Apologies, man," he stammered, picking himself up. "Uh, if you're looking for Bentz or the others, I think everyone left. Your buddies are going out for a night on the town and Rich had to take the cargo you brought back to Cradle. Man, I wish I knew what was in there. Don't you? Some kinda super-weapon or something? I don't think even Bentz knows!"
"Depends what scale you use," Cecilia answered. "Had it just been us older guys, I'd have rated it as 'awful,' but now that we're half and half, I'll spare you some leeway." The edges of her lips curled into a hint of a smile - blink and you'd miss it. When Harold had asked about his performance in particular, she let out a puff of air from her nose that must have been akin to a laugh and replied,
"We've got plenty of adjustments to make, but I'm not in the mood for critique; not when we're off-duty. Sorry if you're a masochist that way." Edward, followed by Richard and a couple more Panthers appeared from the landcruiser.
"Wish I could tag along," Richard sighed. "I've got to meet with Cradle about the op. Formalities and such. Still haven't said anything about what we're carrying, though..."
As Richard was wrapping up his sentence, he narrowed his eyes to get a better look at the girl running right for him. When he finally recognized her, his face stretched into a pearly grin before being smothered in her grip.
"Srhr!" he muffled into her chest. Sarah had evidently returned from a period of personal leave, and with little notice save for a bear hug to mark her arrival.
"I had no idea when you were coming back," Richard continued, pulling himself free. "As you can see, we've got a few new faces. I'll let you get acquainted; Cradle expects me very soon." The cargo trucks rolled down the Samigina's ramp and Richard hopped into the passenger seat of the lead vehicle.
"You need me, send a blip to my padd. Have fun, now!" he shouted out the window, giving a 'bottoms up' gesture as the trucks rolled away.
"Sarah, it's been a while," Cecilia remarked. "Did you need a break from my voice that badly?" She'd been spared the fate of a crushing hug that had befallen the other Panthers, although she knew how hard Sarah was trying to hold back.
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Inside the Samigina, a smooth-faced tech crewman bumped into Bernard as he turned a narrow corner. It was entirely the crewman's fault; he'd had his eyes glued to the screen in his hands and hadn't noticed the aging pilot in front of him.
"Shit! Apologies, man," he stammered, picking himself up. "Uh, if you're looking for Bentz or the others, I think everyone left. Your buddies are going out for a night on the town and Rich had to take the cargo you brought back to Cradle. Man, I wish I knew what was in there. Don't you? Some kinda super-weapon or something? I don't think even Bentz knows!"
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
>Hasn't even posted yet.
>Is already lost.
As in, I'm not even sure why our team went to Hamarr, whether we're picking something up or dropping things off, or where the mercs are off to now that they're "off-duty".
Or the general layout of the ship they're on... Isn't it just a big open deck on a mag-lev?
I didn't think it was that hard to follow, but here goes. We started the IC on the Saminigna and had the first mission briefing, then we executed the mission, which consisted of us securing a convoy carrying undisclosed cargo that Cradle Industries wanted. Now we're in Hamarr, where Cradle's HQ is located, dropping off that cargo. However, the pilots are given free roam till Richard needs us again.
Say hello to the Big Tray Samigina, the Panthers' Bhargest-class landcruiser. It's comparable in size to the US Navy's Independence-class littoral combat ship and has a similar base crew complement of around 40 personnel, plus FRAME technicians and support staff. Its main armament consists of a trio of three-barreled 57 mm multipurpose guns. It also has several .50 cal turrets, a CIWS and features two dozen missile pads. It can house up to twelve FRAMEs in its hangar (which will likely be our player limit for pilots).
And there's a little description of the landcruiser.
I kind of like the idea of that Face type in the character concepts. If no one else is claiming it, I'd like to pursue that avenue :)
D'aww. Actually, I was thinking of going with a variation of the "Face," but rather a woman with power that can get things done; like an executive, police chief, criminal bigwig, etc. She won't object to stabbing her stilettos into your throat, but neither will you.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Roleplay
I've been out of the house today; I'll have something for y'all once I'm back!
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