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3 yrs ago
Current Losing a game of dragon ball the breakers because my dipshit allies wouldn't give me their fucking dragon balls pisses me off. the raider was already nearly dead fml.
3 yrs ago
devaronian is the race you're looking for. They're basically thugs for the hutts for the most part.
3 yrs ago
Man I'd love to be proven wrong so i'll keep trying but still it sucks like the fourth time this has happened for entirely seperate reasons each as dumb as the last.
3 yrs ago
Man I just can't stick with a DND Group. I'm aware I feel pushy at times but I never intend to push anyone into doing anything. I'm just feeling so dejected at this point.
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3 yrs ago
In general I've given up play by post roleplaying. I only check on occasion due to how NO ONE commits to forum posting in my over ten years of experience.
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I'm one of the surviving members from the event known as Guild Fall. I am a big fan of Mobile Suit Gundam and am very specific on what I want in a roleplay. I have completed two roleplays (one is debateable) and have over six years of roleplaying experience dating back to when I was in Middle School.

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i didn't mean to sound impatient.
I'll post tomorrow I guess.
It was after school and Derrick was busy fiddling with his computer playing a computer game about the middle ages. It was a bare basics strategy game and while many kids his age hated anything that didn't let them shoot someone in the face with a gun he likes the more enjoyable and slower paced games his father had shown to him. He was happy, content, and blissfully unaware of anything wrong with the world around him. Derrick was beating his AI opponent who couldn't do anything to hold back his waves upon waves of enemies storming it's gates forcing their way into their base. Victory was his that was a matter of fact. Derrick's lips turned into a gleeful smile as the gates collapsed and vaporized into digital dust as him men started to storm the per-verbal castle! Oh yeah I got'em!" Derrick said snickering to himself as suddenly the computer in front of him turned black. Derrick's smile turned into a frustrated frown and he growled rubbing his head. "Oh come on how many times do I need to beat this dang level!? This is the third time this week the electricity cut me off!" grumbled Derrick as he smacked the side of the computer.

"Whatever piece of junk...Wonder what we got to eat?" Derrick thought as he got up and left the computer and then walked over to the fridge. He opened it up and got out the orange juice and took out a glass from the cabinet and took a long chug of the orange juice. It felt AMAZING after not having drunk anything for about three hours of non stop video gaming. "Man I hate doing homework...Well better get...what the?" Derrick said in shock as suddenly there was a flash of light from the inside of his room and he ran back down the hall into it. He didn't think he left a flash light or anything on. It wasn't even night yet for god's sake! However when he entered the room he found his computer was back on and there was a dark grey device sitting on his desk. He'd never seen the thing before in his life so why was it in his room? Burglar? Cautiously Derrick entered his room and went to his desk and looked at his computer. "Well first off what's wrong with you?" he asked it as he tapped the side of the machine. However what forced him to fall off his chair was a sudden voice. "Your Destiny has Arrived. Will You Help Save Our World? If So, Take Hold of the Device." the voice said as he looked around in a hurry. "HUH WHAT? WHO-WHERE-HOW? IF YOU'RE A BURGLAR SHOW YOURSELF! I WARN YOU I'M NOT AS PUNY AS I APPEAR!" Derrick shouted in panic as he looked around confused. After a long moment he found no response. "What the heck is going on here? The device..." Derrick said as he grabbed his trust screw driver and poked at the thing and nothing happened. He then poked it another time a bit more forcefully and nothing happened. Not wanting to damage it he then decided he'd best not fiddle with it. Getting out his wrench, cleaning cloth, and his mini flash light and moved over to the device. "Alright then what's your story?" Derrick questioned as he tapped his device with his finger and suddenly it turned black surprised he almost fell out of his chair again only for another flash of light to come out of nowhere and knocked him out cold. What happened next Derrick didn't know.
I'm not sure how to reply to the IC's first post.
It has been a long time since the Empire was formed and it's provinces conquered and subjugated underneath the Imperial Monarchy that rules it . The Empire for all it's horrifying acts is the only thing standing between it's citizens and destruction from the beasts outside and inside of it's borders. With elite soldiers making up the bulk of it's command the Empire has successfully rebelled and invaded many neighboring threats and forced back monsters of horror that rival those of legendary fairy tales. However for all of it's worth the Empire has become stagnant and reeks of corruption. Decadence and crime run rampant especially in the capital itself where a young emperor sits upon his throne. The teenage boy named Maxim The Fifth rules from his throne his father and mother lost ten years ago to a beast of unimaginable horror or rebels on their way to a banquet.

Max is a boy of moral and social upstanding believing himself to be a fair and kind emperor. But he doesn't see what his governors, nobles, and regent does behind his back. Drugs, prostitution, crime, violence, war, torture, and many other sick practices are common outside of the Palace and even inside of it. Twisted individuals line up most of the government's upper ranks. From Commanders to Generals and Ministers to common clergy many have begun to wonder what is truly the ruling body of the government. Is it young Maxim on his throne? Or the people who call themselves his loyal servants who proudly proclaim they are doing his royal majesty's bidding while casually committing crimes and many other atrocities or allowing others do to so in exchange for a 'donation' to the Empire.

Of course however what group would get away with this without some sort of retribution? A group of rebels have begun to form inside of and outside of the Imperial Borders though they have yet to move on the Empire they are suspected to be powerful and while few they contain within them some of the strongest fighters gathered in a long time. While gathering support to avenge the genocides, stop the crime, and destroy the enemy of the people by any cost necessary they have secretly been backing a group called 'Night Raid' in hopes of stopping the Empire. However for all of their pious boasting and arrogance they are hardly angels. Murdering whole swaths of people and ignoring the laws of the land they ravage the land in search of their next target. Though many would call them heroes do heroes truly murder with such ease and with such conviction?

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But then there's another faction in this that has recently appeared. Backed by unknown but powerful supporters is a mysterious man named Master Xerxes and his group of elite fighters, and assassins who's actions have gone largely unnoticed or blamed on the Empire or Rebels respectively. Xerxes, or as his followers call him 'The Boss', plans to overthrow the Empire and remake it anew...but they don't stand with the rebels either. They still intend on keeping the monarchy intact but with...a significant change of who is running things and how. He runs a group simply known as 'Salvation' who specializes in assassinations of both Imperial and Rebel figure heads. Though they have yet to clash with Night Raid nor the Imperial's Special Forces officially it is only a matter of time. Who will come out of this Game of Thrones victorious? Salvation, Night Raid, or The Empire's Finest?

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Rules:
1. Typical rules apply with godmodding, meta gaming, and other such offenses will result in ban if it is made clear the user will not stop.
2. You must be accepted by me personally before you are allowed to post in the IC.
3. Imperial Arms are allowed within reason however you will need a reason for having one and it must be a valid one not simply finding it on the side of the road is not a valid way to obtain one. I recommend running ideas by me first before making a CS if you intend to have a character with one.
4. You may have sympathizes towards either side or even prefer one of the sides to Salvation but you must be in Salvation.
5. You must inform me if you chose to leave this roleplay doing so otherwise will result in a ban from all future roleplays I gm.
6. A solid paragraph and a half is the posting minimal. You may go higher but unless you don't have much to work with you shouldn't go lower.
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I may change the rules or the situation of the roleplay if requested upon by the majority of those who are interested. This roleplay is a roleplay based on one that's more or less dead due to user inactivity early on and was requested to be revived by another user. There will be canon characters acting as NPC's and players won't be able to use them without permission. You can be of imperial or rebel origins but you must be in salvation for one reason or another. Spies are heavily discouraged due to the fact that they're hard to pull off and can just be a hindrance especially since Xerxes would likely sniff out a spy immediately. Likewise I haven't caught up with the series in it's entirety though i have a good deal of knowledge on it. So this will be placed after (SLIGHT SPOILER) Tatsumi obtained his armor but before he met Esdeath.

If you have any questions please ask and if you're interested please say so.
alright i put up derrick.
Name: Derrick Quinn
Age: 14
Gender: Male

Appearance: Derrick is a short male of average build and size. he doesn't have much in the way of muscle and is rather unfit. He wears glasses though he can see decently without them. He has grey eyes, white skin, brown hair.

Bio: Born in New Jersey young Derrick grew up with his parents and grand parents in a large home. He was taught the meaning of staying true to one's goals by his grand father who had fought in a war long ago. Derrick's younger live left him with the urge to tinker with and learn how to use technology of all sorts as his father was a technician and his mother was the head of a government funded lab allowing him easy access to all sorts of outdated or new technology that his parents let him have. His grand father taught him how to defend himself and all sorts of camping and survivalist things while out camping. Though he preformed averagely at school he was actually fairly intelligent and knew how to get things done. He joined the boy scout's of America before leaving out of personal choice.

He spends most of his time now of days reading technology manuals and figuring out how to tinker with all sorts of new gadgets and when he isn't doing that he is out with his own group of friends doing all sorts of things together in arcades or just messing around. He is also a frequent user of the internet.


Personality/Traits:

Bold but polite Derrick is older in spirit than most kids his age. He acts responsibly and likes to think things through before doing them though he does have times when he is simply fascinated by things and acts before he considers the consequences. He absolutely adores dogs and finds them great companions. He has a deep interest in how things work and why they work. He is honest and hates to lie about anything or to anyone unless he has too and is a very bad liar when he has too. He has an indomitable spirit that keeps him from giving up on things easy. Though he can be serious he prefers to be a free spirit that takes whatever comes at him with vigor and pride not letting chances go by. Though he doesn't like fights he's not afraid to pull his punches.

Digimon:
http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/MetalKoromon
http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Kapurimon
http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Guardromon
http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Andromon
http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/HiAndromon
http://digimon.wikia.com/wiki/Craniamon

Digivice color: Black

Custom Digimon
Name(s): Automon
Rank: Rookie
Attribute: Data
Attacks:
Thunder Shockwave: sends a relatively weak electric shock through the ground
Rocket Power: Sends three heat seeking missiles at the enemy the blow up on contact
Taser Stun: A close range attack meant as a last resort that stuns the enemy for a brief moment allowing for a quick escape
Description: A Mole like creature with metal covering it's legs, chest, and head though it is vulnerable as it has cracks in points in it's body that leave it's joints open
"I would've called this immediately after I saw it but the thing is if they can pick up long range signals we're fucked. Besides Paul's team is on the way. if we get into trouble we just send up the signal and cavalry will be on it's way. My plan is too wait too see what the flying fuck they're doing and then if they got to go back to base we track them and then report back to the big man back at the ship. As for the other people they're talking about...not a clue in the world. Maybe one of the others would know but not me. There's no White Unicorn in my universe and quite frankly all of this is hog wash too me. My moral compass just says these guys aren't our friends. Especially the ZAFT fuck heads." grumbled Grant as he tried to listen in more on what was happening. "Man I hate scouting missions. What's with the big guy and trying to find all these 'facilities'. They're probably just a goose chase." grumbled the Duel Gundam's pilot as he launched into the air and Grant moved backward quick in an attempt to hide just barely escaping the notice of Duel. "Even if it is then we're still going to have to look for them. They will give us an answer one way or another."
its duel...
Wish you could've done more with that post.
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