Apokalipse said
Accepted.Err..... So....do you not like spaces? ^_^'
Verypossibly,yes.
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duck55223 said
Just send out a fleet somewhere and I will spam ships at ya.
Based on what I've seen so far, the Iscandarians are the largest empire/nation that has ships EVERYWHERE.
Certainly there has to be a limit? To contact almost every nation the moment they begin to search for everyone else is like being the Supremes, except bigger and with more people and ships.
In fact, based on what I've seen from before, I should make a nation very similar to those peoples and technologies from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, since the Infinite Improbability Drive will be the only thing more improbable than the Iscandarians.
This is a free-roleplay, so to speak. Plans aren't the best, cause they end up getting messed up. The Etherals intended to have a short in-and-out, and it turned into a battle with three battlefleets against one [wasn't there complaints before about it always being 1vAll?].
Jump in wherever.
Jump in wherever.
Cale Tucker said
Yeah, that will be shown as provocation. It's gonna lash out. Some of the Esurienti will stay to a certain area or try to keep back from the device, but on others they will just attack it
It's essentially a little handle in the Tinkerer's hand. And how would they know that it's even the little item? They go too far ahead, and they get the feeling that they should turn back, and stuff starts getting kinda itchy-ish. It's not ON them, it's not on the floor or anything.
Myth is, technically, loyal to Othea. He wants to improve his standing, though if things go south like they did in the original, then his allegiance will vanish very easily.
I have yet to put my character in the accepted characters
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ach, I'll do it later.
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ach, I'll do it later.
Cale Tucker said
There isn't a difference when they evolved from ordinary humans. @WilsonCare to explain what that electronic nudge leash thing is? Also, you know that's gonna piss it off right. It isn't a herd-able creature and will think you're provoking it
Essentially a kind of ring. Unless the creature is sentient, it will stay in a certain radius of where the tool is pointed. If it's pointed directly at the creature, then the creature won't have any discomfort. If it moves a certain distance away from the place where the 'leash' is pointed, out of its radius, then it'll begin giving small amounts of pain and a brain-nudge, or essentially just trying to implant a must-go-back instinct. Not really painful, but aggravating.
Name: Rakir
Age: 28
Description: A Mercenary Captain under the employ of Lord Telleran, a man leading 24 soldiers that are the mercenary equivalent of Knights, with a mix of plate armor or chainmail, with weapons ranging from morningstars to a shield and awlpike. They are an expensive group to hire, but they are efficient and have not lost a single soldier for more than four years.
Rank: Mercenary Captain
Rebels or Crown: Who cares about either- they just want money. But they do hate the central Verset government pretty badly; if they pillage entire Kingdoms, then there are less customers, aren't there? A land at peace is a land with no mercenary income.
Magic ability: None
Weapons: Long Greatsword, a lance/awlpike, horseman's steel roundshield, a couple of knives, and a half-dozen throwing javelins. All the other mounted Mercenaries are similarly armed- two-handed, a long-spiked weapon with a shield, and something to throw.
Age: 28
Description: A Mercenary Captain under the employ of Lord Telleran, a man leading 24 soldiers that are the mercenary equivalent of Knights, with a mix of plate armor or chainmail, with weapons ranging from morningstars to a shield and awlpike. They are an expensive group to hire, but they are efficient and have not lost a single soldier for more than four years.
Rank: Mercenary Captain
Rebels or Crown: Who cares about either- they just want money. But they do hate the central Verset government pretty badly; if they pillage entire Kingdoms, then there are less customers, aren't there? A land at peace is a land with no mercenary income.
Magic ability: None
Weapons: Long Greatsword, a lance/awlpike, horseman's steel roundshield, a couple of knives, and a half-dozen throwing javelins. All the other mounted Mercenaries are similarly armed- two-handed, a long-spiked weapon with a shield, and something to throw.
Name: William/Wilson/Willy/Will Turner
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: http://www.kriskjornes.com/galleryimages/headshots/kriskjornes1.jpg
Personality: Generally easy-going, and while he can take some crap, he can get aggravated and even angry very easily, though he tries not to show it. Keeps to himself, though he does like to be friendly after he's had his sugar, or his blood, now, and loves a good book with something tasty. Large appetite; loves to try new foods, blood excepted, and is revolted [but has to deal with] the whole need-blood thing.
Likes: Stories and Legends, a habit of referring to nature as the "All-Mother" and some similar little things, friendly people, a good book or four, a good place to sit and sleep and lay, jackets, odd hats, strategy games, being unique and different with things similar to what can be found in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Would wear a waterproof jacket in the summer, a waterproof jacket and a pullover in the fall, and a waterproof trenchcoat with the pullover underneath during the winter. Also likes wearing his trenchcoat for the sake of wearing it. Absolutely LOVES the cold, and the snow. Also snacks on jalapenos and occasionally carried around what was essentially watered-down pepper spray to put on food.
Dislikes: Cowardliness, unreasonable actions, immoral or irresponsible behavoir, far-too-serious peoples, stupidity above all, phyiscal exercise [though he does, actually, try to stay fit]
History: Still WIP
--William, who was born into a very wealthy, very political, family, didn't have the best parents. Not as in they beat him, but more like they were trying to mold him into their personal tool for their own gain. They loved his older sister- she was their pride, and she was more outspoken and manipulative than any in the family, including all two brothers and other sister. William, however, the youngest, the third brother, was smarter. Not in that he manipulated better, but he just didn't care for it, and he never went along with anything they said to him. While the others were all, more or less, going to be powerful politicians of the wealthy Turner family, Willy was more interested in philosophy, books, rolling about in the Northern Nebraskan snow, playing video games and building a little network of people to talk to online.
--Because of his upbringing, he had to have a tight reign on his actions and emotions. Even though he wasn't going to be a politician, his upbringing did bring some of the perks of being one. He learned his social graces, though he doesn't always abide by them on a strict basis, and often deviated from the 'norm' that his parents and family had set, just to aggravate them. A sort of revenge, see, of trying to raise him to essentially be another political tool. He was busy reading the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy on his room's porch when everything went black.
--When he woke up in a very unfamiliar place, still clutching his book with a deadly grip, still wearing his jeans and trench coat, well, he looked around, and tried to remember why he was there and what page he was on with the Guide.
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: http://www.kriskjornes.com/galleryimages/headshots/kriskjornes1.jpg
Personality: Generally easy-going, and while he can take some crap, he can get aggravated and even angry very easily, though he tries not to show it. Keeps to himself, though he does like to be friendly after he's had his sugar, or his blood, now, and loves a good book with something tasty. Large appetite; loves to try new foods, blood excepted, and is revolted [but has to deal with] the whole need-blood thing.
Likes: Stories and Legends, a habit of referring to nature as the "All-Mother" and some similar little things, friendly people, a good book or four, a good place to sit and sleep and lay, jackets, odd hats, strategy games, being unique and different with things similar to what can be found in The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Would wear a waterproof jacket in the summer, a waterproof jacket and a pullover in the fall, and a waterproof trenchcoat with the pullover underneath during the winter. Also likes wearing his trenchcoat for the sake of wearing it. Absolutely LOVES the cold, and the snow. Also snacks on jalapenos and occasionally carried around what was essentially watered-down pepper spray to put on food.
Dislikes: Cowardliness, unreasonable actions, immoral or irresponsible behavoir, far-too-serious peoples, stupidity above all, phyiscal exercise [though he does, actually, try to stay fit]
History: Still WIP
--William, who was born into a very wealthy, very political, family, didn't have the best parents. Not as in they beat him, but more like they were trying to mold him into their personal tool for their own gain. They loved his older sister- she was their pride, and she was more outspoken and manipulative than any in the family, including all two brothers and other sister. William, however, the youngest, the third brother, was smarter. Not in that he manipulated better, but he just didn't care for it, and he never went along with anything they said to him. While the others were all, more or less, going to be powerful politicians of the wealthy Turner family, Willy was more interested in philosophy, books, rolling about in the Northern Nebraskan snow, playing video games and building a little network of people to talk to online.
--Because of his upbringing, he had to have a tight reign on his actions and emotions. Even though he wasn't going to be a politician, his upbringing did bring some of the perks of being one. He learned his social graces, though he doesn't always abide by them on a strict basis, and often deviated from the 'norm' that his parents and family had set, just to aggravate them. A sort of revenge, see, of trying to raise him to essentially be another political tool. He was busy reading the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy on his room's porch when everything went black.
--When he woke up in a very unfamiliar place, still clutching his book with a deadly grip, still wearing his jeans and trench coat, well, he looked around, and tried to remember why he was there and what page he was on with the Guide.
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