Birb Scream In Morning As Battery Replacement Alarm Because Birb Not Real.
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Fighting Vagrants Behind Dennys Over Pancake @ 11PM Tonight As Birb.
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6 yrs ago
BE like bird. Wake in morning. SCREAM at sun. SHIT on enemy.
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6 yrs ago
Girl is like bird. DO approach calmly. DO greet kindly. DO offer cornchip.
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Bio
An absolute WILDCARD of an RPer
(apparently) Due to sudden and multiple very lengthy hiatus periods, please assume I don't remember who you are but, I probably think your name is familiar. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ U T R A X is a being that likes to Type Words on the INTERNET.
Onyeka made a disgusted noise, still connected with her call, "Rubio, I wish you coulda just heard what this guy said..." "Huh?" "Three minutes-- get comfy? Really? Why the hell would I get comfortable in three minutes?" Rubio laughed loudly on the other end of the line, "I dunno, I know some guys who only need three seconds." "What? A breeze?" As Rubio started laughing again, Onyeka shook her head, then looked around the room. Immediately, she was unimpressed with her surroundings. "What a freakin' dump-- it ain't even real," Onyeka mumbled into her comm, "Wait. Gimmie a sec." As she walked toward the fireplace, Onyeka made a few hand gestures in the air, as she controlled her virtual interface. She muted her comms, finally satisfied with potentially annoying the others, then began taking a few pictures. "Rubio," she started, completely and eerily silent as far as the others could percieve, "This place is trash-- how's my next assignment going?" Rubio made a noise conveying his surprise then replied, "How are you ready to leave that quick? What did they even do?" "Ain't nothin' they did man," Onyeka replied as she walked over to the nearest bookcase, "It's more of the fact I'm with a bunch of aliens-- I thought I'd be mostly with humans but no-- and I ain't comfortable with these things man, you should see some of 'em-- freakin' hideous." "Aw man-- you know how hard it is to find a replacement with your skillset--" "--Joy, Ygrette, Arturo, Michael-- Flemmings not Charles-- uhhh..." Onyeka sucked her teeth. "Okay, Okay, I get it, but ain't nobody willing to test that shield in the field like you." Onyeka pulled a book off of the case with irritation, "Like I give a shit-- start workin' on it. Byeee. You have work to do. Byeee." "C'mon, don't be that way-- just try to work with them?" "Until you find me a replacement," Onyeka said tossing the book over her shoulder. It probably hit something or someone, she didn't care, "But not past that point-- ugh. They're going to try and talk to me. I feel it." She took another book out of the case, dropped it at her feet, did the same to a few more. Rubio sighed in exasperation, "But bossssssss." "Who's the best assistant on Earth?" Onyeka asked as if she were talking to a pet, "You are! You are." Rubio chuckled, "I hate when you do that-- look, I'll keep you posted." "And you keep Miranda happy." Miserably, Rubio asked, "Why does she keep coming up?" "You know why," Onyeka replied ominously, then immediately disconnected the call.
Turning to the room, a pile of books scattered about around her, it seemed Onyeka was looking for the next thing to toss around and certainly hadn't heard anyone if thy had protested her book tossing-- now, however, it seemed she would be more receptive to... interaction. Possibly.
Hey everyone. I'm sorry to keep posting by myself but I have an important question for you all. Should we continue this or drop it? The reason I'm asking is because both me and the co-GM are very busy at the moment and you all seem to be the same. We're sure that this RP can be great fun but we're not so sure that anyone is really motivated to make it work. If you do want us to, we will continue pushing on but RPs require effort on both sides. If we're doing something wrong and you would like us to change it, please let us know and we'll try to address it. Thank you :)
I'm good with how the RP has been running. Idk if y'all wanna stop as GM's due to being busy but, if not, you probably need to push out a recruitment post. Seems like most have dropped off the map. I was waiting on others to post, since there was a large cast, and I didn't want to speed post them into oblivion-- I've seen RP's killed by a lone overzealous poster. But if it's dead, then it's dead.
As Athena began speaking, Marcus tried to relax-- he gave it his best shot, really he did. Even as she introduced herself, Marcus couldn't manage to speak, he stood there with a rather intense expression, evidence of his focus on trying to calm himself. Nothing was working. So as he stood there, more tightly wound than a bow string, he anxiously began scratching at his elbow to focus on something else, and then Athena said it--
"I don't remember much."
Marcus could have cheered he was so happy because, in retrospect, what he'd done was kind of a douche-move. He could have at least called for help or something but whatever, it was past, and she didn't recall.
"I think it would be a good idea if we go in the lounge..." He started shaking his head even before Athena finished her thought with a, "Try to figure out why people are acting the way they are?" Why did it matter to him what the others were acting like? Why would he go to the lounge and be in a small room with the rest of them? WHY? And mega-why did she want him to go with her? She could go alone, couldn't she? Or maybe Athena was afraid of fainting again and... expected him to help? But he hadn't even helped in the fi-- A sharp pain caught Marcus' attention and he hissed in response to it.
He looked to his elbow then immediately slapped his hand over it to hide-- Marcus glanced at his elbow, hidden slightly by his hand. How had he scraped his own skin off so easily? An ivory white patch, scratched out by his own nails, stood out in stark contrast with his dark brown skin. Marcus felt himself grow cold as he took in the sight briefly. Was that-- was that bone showing?! then slapped his hand over it once more. Time was passing and Athena probably wanted a response now--
"No," was all he told Athena. He shook his head again then turned to start walking away, with the mindset that he needed to probably seek medical attention-- wait, shouldn't he be bleeding? Confused, Marcus halted only two steps away from Athena with his hand still over his elbow. There he stood, in silence, with more thoughts rolling around in his head than he felt capable of tending to. Well that and the fact he was still pretty shirtless but that felt very minor compared to, say, his possibly non-bleeding exposed bone, unsurprisingly.
Just FYI when I was writing up my CS, I looked through the others, then decided the crew needed a HUGE JERK
@Utrax I have an odd connection with Onyeka in the sense that Pisq and Elektro also constantly talk to each other. But MAN am I gonna be pissed if she doesn't shut her fucking intercomms up, or imma strangle her with my EXO.
That's 900% what she wants. She FEEDS off of NEGATIVITY.
"Oh please," Onyeka said in response to some unheard voice, "You know how irritated Miranda gonna be when I get back?" During the entire flight to Triple S, Onyeka was deeply involved in a conversation with a contact back on Earth. See, the thing was, she could have muted her voice-- contained it within the opaque confines of her helmet-- but where was the fun in that? No... she spoke and laughed loudly during the entire length of the flight, all the while looking from one person to the next, checking for signs of annoyance or irritation. Upon catching the odd glance here or there, she cracked a self satisfied smile, obscured by the misty purple display on the outside of her helmet.
"Miranda is always irritated," responded the person on the other end of the line, their voice clear to Onyeka's ears only. "Oh I know, but at least she has you to keep her company-- don't forget to cook her special meals." Outraged, they responded, "Cook?!" "Special treats for only the most special cat on all of Earth-- Duh, Rubio. I left you recipes and everything. Don't mess this up-- ah, hang on, the Viking is back. Oh wait, shit." "What? And why you keep calling them a viking?" "I ain't even feel us dock. Also? Holy shit I hope I get a team transfer or somethin', man--" Onyeka then imitated Pheobe's voice, "--Let's go on the double?"
Rubio's laughter filled Onyeka's ears. "They make me feel like I'mma puke, man. Oh and by the way--" Onyeka stood up then interacted with her virtual interface. She sifted through a few files, one of a few pictures she silently snapped of everyone aboard the ship but, it was the picture of Pheobe she sent to Rubio. "Check this shit out," she laughed. "Ho-Ly Shit-- she really is a Viking," Rubio replied with a laugh. "Too bad she's like freakin'--" Onyeka sifted through her pictures again as she disembarked the ship, practically shoving past or around a few of the others "--one of four or five of us aboard the ship." Onyeka said this piece loudly, clearly wanting the others to hear it.
"You didn't expect that to happen?" "I mean I did, but not in these numbers-- I'm with the freakin' monster crew. Gonna be hard to know who's the one gettin' hunted in this piece, I swear to God my guy," Onyeka replied, loudly once again. "Yeah but nothin' catches you off guard like that," Rubio snickered, "You must be gettin' old." "Says the man with gray hairs n'shit." "Hey-- I was stressed out." "She likes strawberries too, by the way," Onyeka replied. "Who-- what, wait-- Miranda?" "Yeah, give her strawberries when she been a good princess. End of month..." Onyeka continued her conversation as she followed the group, clearly with no intention to mute her voice input or interact with the rest of them, anytime soon.
Personality: While she may be considered extroverted, humorous, and outgoing, Onyeka seems to specialize in testing the patience of others. Wholly on purpose and definitely for her own enjoyment, Onyeka spends most of her time pestering others after introducing herself, completely fascinated with the natures of other beings. There is a lot of meanness and pettiness in Onyeka's actions and she seems to operate on an "eye for an eye" type of moral code. That being said, her loyalty is quite quick to change, and she definitely puts herself first when it comes to dangerous situations. It seems that the top three things on Onyeka's priority list are herself, her job, and her armor. To call Onyeka egotistical would not be able to properly summarize the distance and depths of her narcissism. Despite her otherwise irksome qualities, none can doubt Onyeka's brilliance with technology-- particularly defensive shields, electromagnetic generators, and survey-scout equipment. Some have even called her a prodigy.
History:
The Trinal Concordant from Earth is known as something of an extremist group. Created hundreds of years ago after a rather brutal prisoner uprising on Earth, in what was known at the time as Detroit, Michigan, the group consisting of hundreds of prisoners essentially took over the bankrupt and mostly abandoned city, then rebuilt it from underground and up. Their success was largely due to several conflicts across the globe and world leader attention being elsewhere. By the time attention was turned back to them, their system of government was formed, and they gained a large population boost from sympathizers, organizers, homeless, and criminals alike. While a long legal and sometimes militaristic fight followed, eventually the Trinal Concordant was recognized as a legal party within the state and their hold upon the rebuilt and repopulated city of Detroit was no longer disputed.
Still... there are those that regard Greater Detroit as a city full of criminals and vagrants, often looking down on people from Greater Detroit as untrustworthy. G-troitians simply laugh at the rumors and do nothing to dispute them, even though they happen to have one of the most advanced defensive armor and weaponry programs in North America. The Citystate's main export to date are Electromagnetic Shielding Arrays for space faring vessels.
It was in the citystate of Earth's Greater Detroit that Onyeka was born. Raised by the city, trained by the city, and wholly supported by the city, Onyeka eventually became one of the more well known reconnaissance and recovery operators in the Greater Detroit militia. Her talents lay in her intellect. She was quickly able to master their home grown "R2Y Magnetic Barrier" system-- a personal defense shielding array. After developing new and greater defensive shields, Onyeka made a name for herself in the personal-defense technology field, often being spoken of as a prodigy. Still, there lurked the itch for more action in Onyeka and she regarded her recon and rec-ops jobs as the best time she'd ever had in her life. After the recruiting push for the GAHL went out, Onyeka figured she had found exactly the excitement she had been craving in her life, not to mention a better method to field-test new developments.
Weapons/Supplies: DANCER -- Custom Built "D5L Legacy Armor" -- Pictured Above Antiquated by newer generations of armor, due to it's limitations, Onyeka values this version for it's more "hearty" characteristics, rather than it's obvious shortcomings. Features an integrated propulsion systems capable of propelling the user high into the air and cushioning their descent. With modification, the boosters are capable of sustained flight but require a 1minute recharge after a maximum limit of 2minutes worth of flight, and the modifications take hours worth of time to complete. The suit also comes with a repelling system, with jet propulsion forced steel-cable 35ft long and semi-magnetic hooks that can be activated and deactivated with a switch. Active strength supplementary systems are weak compared to modern armors, only capable of lifting a max weight of 300lbs. Onyeka has made several cosmetic modifications to color and detail-- the soft lighting on the armor's exterior can be deactivated at will. D5L Armor's most prolific shortcoming was the ease with which it's back mounted power packs could be targeted and destroyed, often damaging the person within the armor in the process. Onyeka has armored them considerably and integrated a set of sound cannons into them but, they still present a rather appealing target. The second weakness is in the lack of armor around the midriff and legs-- clearly indicating the need for the user to not involve themselves in heavy confrontation. This armor is light, designed purely for scouting, and that much is glaringly obvious.
Scouting Array: A visual overlay and on board VR computer system with several overlays specifically designed for measuring, scouting, and analyzing independently of larger equipment. Overlays and systems include: Integrated SONAR, laser distance meter, microwave altimeter, thermometer, depth meter, heat-sensory index, wind meter, infra-red sight array, speedometer, metal detector, and the capability of housing up to 50TB's worth of additional programs. A camera array rests on the head, capable of linking with larger monitoring systems.
"Hummingbird" Optical Drones: Two remote control cameras the size of a hummingbird, with movement speeds exceeding 50MPH, capable of scouting at a range of 10miles away from the DANCER, and capable of silent movement. Both host live feed capabilities, high definition cameras, microphones, and laser measurement systems. Unfortunately their battery life lasts only 1hr without recharge when recording and 40minutes when life feeding.
BASS Barrier Personal Defense System: Close-Range sound cannons capable of stunning opponents with up to three bursts worth of charge. Useless against resilient opponents as it was designed to fend off Earth bears and humans.
Reflection Series MK3 Magnetic Barrier: Onyeka's pride and joy of a creation. A plasma field generator designed to mitigate shockwaves, repel radiation from UV to X-Ray, and halt movement of speeding objects with dynamic and moving application. The DANCER armor's plasma generators, housed in the shoulders and hands, are capable of spreading plasma charge with motion in order for the use to "paint" a field within which the shield deploys. It earned the name "Reflection" based upon it's oddly mirror-like qualities when properly deployed. The shield can be disrupted by intense heat, extreme cold, blows with the force of an anti-tank round, or poorly timed lightning. Generally it's maximum length of continuous activation is around 20minutes without stress and 5minutes under intense stress-- a capability that is continuously being worked on. The fact that the equipment is still experimental comes with the rather serious occurrence of it occasionally not working altogether-- rare but possible. There also stands the outlying possibility of it overloading DANCER's power houses when under stress.
"Pea Shooter" - Custom UZI Model YR448: A Submachine gun that fires off "nails" tipped with explosive heads. Generally the nails embed themselves into an opponent then explode, after three seconds, with the force of a firecracker-- sometimes they explode on impact-- it's still highly in development. Clip size is limited to 40 rounds and the weapon fires at 700RPM-- in other words it spits bullets faster than it can be reloaded and aiming is essentially pointless.
Dirk: A simple dirk made from steel. Well maintained. Nothing special about it.
Misc: Onyeka is a jerk. No doubt about it. And also very openly Xenophobic.
A C T U A L L Y *hit ya with that ol 1-2 post* Would a jetpack be too much? 3min of sustained flight with a 1min recharge rate was what I was considering.
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[h2]An absolute WILDCARD of an RPer[/h2][sup](apparently)[/sup]
Due to sudden and multiple very lengthy hiatus periods, please assume I don't remember who you are but, I probably think your name is familiar. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
[u]U T R A X[/u] is a [i]being[/i] that likes to [i]Type Words[/i] on the [i]INTERNET[/i].
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<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;"><div class="bb-center"><img src="http://i.imgur.com/6QfcE7N.png" /><br><div class="bb-h2">An absolute WILDCARD of an RPer</div><sup>(apparently)</sup><br>Due to sudden and multiple very lengthy hiatus periods, please assume I don't remember who you are but, I probably think your name is familiar. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ <br><span class="bb-u">U T R A X</span> is a <span class="bb-i">being</span> that likes to <span class="bb-i">Type Words</span> on the <span class="bb-i">INTERNET</span>.<br><img src="http://i0.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/000/090/166/Awesome-120110725-22047-1faqsqh.gif?1311570534" /></div><br></div>
