Voltus_Ventus

The Sun Will Never Set (Reboot Int. Check)

The Sun Will Never Set

There is one word that matters in this world, this modern world, that word is progress. It is the fuel that makes us go forward, progress. Progress has lead the great nations of this planets through tough times and it has made easy times easier but progress takes the form of many things. Revolution! Radical new ideas that have the power to shake countries to their foundation. Technology! The beating heart of industrial nations, churning out goods for the masses or the beating wings of an artisan society propelled by new techniques and materials. War! Battling against your enemies to further your culture, faith, territory. And diplomacy, to build bridges over rough water and to walk to the other side to embrace your comrade. Progress takes many forms, will your progress stand the test of time?

The last 150 years have been a roller coaster of progress, technologies and ideologies spread like wild fire and contest against each other, long lived monarchies were toppled by the power of their people, the sky was added to the domain of man with the introduction of flight! The seas were tamed by ships of steel, sailing across choppy water to bring trade or to wage war, the land was crisscrossed by vast stretches of rail that carried the fruits of the earth to factories and carried back wondrous products. Culture spread from one end of the globe to the other with the power of film and radio and religions contested one another for followers. This is a glorious new age, an age where The Sun Will Never Set.

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Welcome to "The Sun Will Never Set", a fantasy nation RP set in a time that resembles the 1890's-1910's and is focused on the themes and technologies of the time, including colonialism, looming wars and spheres of influence. In this RP I intend on completely limiting the use of stats, facts and figures and instead will rely on character interaction and mutual agreement to build he history of the planet, yes, even the wars will not be stat based but instead will be fought between players and an outcome will be decided between them, whether they want to use stats or not. So, basically I'm giving you guys a lot of responsibility and I expect maturity, no super duper nations and the understanding that it is OK to be on the LOSING side; its fine if your tank army is beaten by a rag tag group of revolutionaries, it only serves to add to the story! It's all up to how you guys want to play it out.

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1. My word is law, it is final unless I go back on it. I would love to hear ideas, opinions and suggestions but if I don't say yes, please don't flip out.

2. I only want LIGHTHEARTED debates in the OOC, I don't want to see hide nor hair of a legit argument. Either calm down or resolve it in PM.

3. No Godmodding/Powergaming/Metawhatsit, what is stated in the OOC that has credence in the RP is not known to your characters unless it meant to be known.

4. Grammar and spelling must be readable. Posts should not be one sentence. I want to see some good paragraphs. Of course if there's not much to post, that's fine, post it anyway.

5. STAY ACTIVE! PLEASE! If your are thinking of joining the NRP, keep in mind I require that you post at least once every two days. I get things can get hectic in life, but want to see this be fairly active and not die four posts into the IC. Let us know if you are going on some sort of extended absence and try to tie up any loose ends so you don't leave other players hanging.-

6. The Great War Machines! Now war is always fun to have in NRPs, and I am going to be very liberal on big nations possessing some massive war machine. However, the few restrictions I will apply is that you can't just whip it out on every battle and they will be generally be slow moving. Other than that, go nuts! Just understand they are not really there to win your nation a war, but to add to the world and have a Goliath for David to face. Be reasnable please, please?

7. On that note, technology in general! I will say that we shall limit it generally to something of the early 1910's AKA, no jets at all, wider diversity of armored vehicles and aircraft, etc. Flying wings and such will be allowed and to be honest, I will just play it by ear.

8. Have fun! No really, I'm being half serious here. This is a fantasy/adventure based NRP with notable characters, places, and wars alike! Don't get to caught up in realism and just sit back and let things slide by. We are all here to have a good time, so simply shrug and move on from it.

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The Divine Game [God RP, Worldbuilding]

Magna Naviganti

His creation was the first in a while and he felt drained, though some energy had retuned to him, he didn't feel like it was as much as he had before he started, so he would decide to refrain from any creating. Magna made way to the alcoves he created at the back of the grand hall, walking up the shallow steps that brought him to the foyer between the spaces in the walls. He turned around to face out towards the opening on the fared and spotted his compatriots shaping the planet bellow.

"Brothers and Sisters!" He called out, "I shall retire to my chambers, I do not feel well enough to participate in this round of shaping, I do hope that this does not inconvenience any of you." He turned away from them and went straight to the alcove furthest to the left which he designated his own.

The moment Naviganti stepped in, the clean marble floor beneath him turned to rough wooden planks, and beneath them, though the cracks, he could see dirt and ambient light and tufts of weeds. The walls too transformed, turing into the same dusty planks the floors were, outside, between the gaps in the planks, he saw the slightly blurred images of pine trees, looking faded by the strong light on the other side. "Outside" birds chirped but other then that and the gentle rustling of the wind through the pine needles, it was silent. In the corner, strung up from the ceiling was a hammock, he eased himself into it and closed his eyes.

"Maybe I will sleep and regain some energy." he mumbled to himself, throwing his arm over his eyes.

Hider

Roll: +4
Previously Stored Points: +2
Events Bonus: +0

Actions:

none.

Cost: 0
Remaining Balance: 6

NCQuest: Smith's Rest

Jingo listened to the brief and nodded occasionally, he spent all last night on the computer in his dorm, though not on the parts-store, he was engaged in a long, hard game of solitaire, he was use to playing it with actual cards and the thought of being able to play it on the screen was just amazing.

"The train sounds good." he called our from his seat, again watching as slides snapped past in the background, showing the tanks Volkov wanted destroyed and the train that was to be protected, everything seemed standard and the pay would be good. He didn't spend his money last night, he wired most of it to his parents, after all the expenses they put towards keeping him alive after his accident, they were reeling money wise and still were, so he made it a point to send them money even though they didn't want him to. He'd buy upgrades later, as the Wessex was he quite liked it.

Jingo stepped out into the meeting room and into the cold outside, he trudged through the ankle deep snow and hugged his arms around his body, even through the thermals he could feel the bitter cold, but then again they were pre-war. As he did the first time, he approached the bottom of the scaffold that lead up to the hatch of the Wessex, though this time there was no convenient man with a blow torch. He ascended the creaking wooden planks and rusting pipes, climbing higher into the demoralizing wind, he crested the top and stood on top of the platform.

Gwenda and her Brother Victor were sat on boxes, flipping through clip boards and scratching their heads, occasionally muttering to one another and pointing out lines on sheets of paper. Jingo cleared his throat, Gwenda jumped bit, startled by the sudden intrusion but she quickly regained her composure and rose from her crate, Victor did no such thing. Gwenda looked down at him blankly and simply through her clipboard at him, it bounced off of his head and went tumbling over the lip of the scaffold.

"Stand up you idjit!" she barked at him, grabbing him by his collar and yanking him to his feet, "have some fucking manners." She then quickly turned her attention back to Jingo and gave him a warm smile, "Good morning Mr. Strange, we know your mission today, we just read the briefs; I was told to change your ammunition type for this mission, so I took the liberty of swapping your standard rounds out for APs and Incendiaries, right and left guns respectively, it seems that they are either expecting troops or armor to come at you."

"Thank ye Gwenda, and you too Victor, I'm sure ye helped yer sister with the job." Victor just snorted and rubbed his sore head, Jingo gave him one last perplexed look and went towards the entrance to The Wessex, he climbed in no problem and Gwenda brought down the top, sealing him in. The only light in the cockpit came from the monitor and the light blue glow of the coolant cells behind him, he took slow breaths as he worked at the consoles, frost drifting out of his mouth, he looked up and the boot disk drive blinked green. The jammed drive still looked at him wit it's steady yellow-orange light, 'What could you be?' he thought to himself.

Jingo reached out for the mouth piece and pushed down on the button, "I'm ready on my end Percy." he mumbled though, his eyes locked on the jammed drive.

Wasteland Soarers - Tales of the Dust

Nikola: "shit, how many boxes were there again?"

NCQuest: Smith's Rest

Lol.

A little update, I WILL post within the coming 24 hours, if not, you maintain the right to boot me @LHG100.

Wasteland Soarers - Tales of the Dust

@Desire Well how big is Ash? The stone I stood on is about 25 cm

@Voltus_Ventus The same question goes for your character too. Also, Ash is not that stupid, but he mustn't be a genius. After all wasteland and shit. But now you mention it where exactly did Ash serve as a soldier?

@6slyboy6

Well, my character's trump card is his ability with numbers, trading and administration, so I maintain the right to be superior in those fields, which none of us share.

The Sun Will Never Set (A Statisticless NRP)(It had a good run)

@Voltus_VentusAny plans to how to call the reboot?
The Sun Will Never Set was okay but had nothing to do with the game.
If I may suggest one how about "Fires of the New Century"?

@Willy Vereb

Well, The Sun Will Never Set does make sense, it is to mean that there will always be a golden age for someone. I engineered it from the saying, "the sun never sets on the British empire" and "I want a place in the sun" the prior a well known saying and the latter the words of the German Kaiser.

NCQuest: Smith's Rest

I'm going to post! I promise! Just give me timeee!

Wasteland Soarers - Tales of the Dust

@Voltus_Ventus He's not THAT stupid xD Come on, you gotta do better than that

@Desire

How about multiplication and division?

Wasteland Soarers - Tales of the Dust

@Voltus_Ventus And don't think you can get away with calling Ash a grunt. I'm pretty sure after 20 years he's a very skilled soldier and high ranking. And you just insulted him xD

@Desire

Can he be an idiot and not count above 20? So if he says my skills are useless I can burn him?