WilsonTurner

The Last of Us

I got carried away with the short bio...

Forgotten (Vampire Roleplay)

Well you can either devour some more blood with the new bowl of it, and you can stick around with Anrah and whatever she wants to do, or you can try and follow Willy to the Library. Although, it'd be awkward for him. Be cool to write it, though.

But you can post again, unless Anrah/Kaley/AnaSilen beats you.

Forgotten (Vampire Roleplay)

William followed Anrah in at a slower pace, gently setting the lady down as best as he could. Leaving her side to fetch both a new bowl of blood and a cup for himself, he filled his cup and then drained it, before filling Vivienne's introduction best as he could through the resulting fogginess of blood. He set his cup down, wiping blood from his mouth, and then eyed his bloodied sleeve with a sudden and startling amount of disgust and disdain, before pushing it away. "There are others here, and I suspect they'll teach us our vampiric abilities, but they won't baby us. They'll give us what we need for a while, I think, before they'll let us fetch it ourselves..." He shuddered at the thought, though he wouldn't refuse an accusation of him already thinking of hunting.

"Anyways, if neither of you need me, I think I might retreat to the library... I'm the only GUY fledgeling, so it's weird for me. I suspect that I was some half-geeky bookworm before I lost all my memory. I was clutching this book throughout the entire ordeal, see," he said, lifting his book and gesturing at it vaguely, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

"I think the improbability drive would even have trouble coming up with this one..." he mumbled softly under his breath.

The Last of Us

Name: Vala'keer
Age: Unknown
Race: Draconian
Abilities: Tank, Swimmer, Hunter, Melee, Packmule, Metalworker, Blades-master
Personality: Quick to judge, but also quick to reconsider. Stays loyal to those who saves his life, or does a good deed out of goodwill. Fierce and seemingly blunt and brutish, but can also be surprisingly clever, kind and gentle.
Appearance: http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110707225734/thetomeoflegends/images/e/e9/Male_Draconian.jpg
Short bio: Vala'keer is a Bladesmaster- the only one of his clan. The Draconians never truly went along with advanced technology, or rather, as other races would say, they were too primitive for it. They cared little for true innovation and advancing of the species- they were, in comparison to all the other races, the most content, satisfied, ecologically balanced race. They kept the balance in their lands, they hunted and they died sometimes, taken down by their enemies, be it predator or rival tribe. There way of life may have been 'barbaric' when someone observed, but it was balanced- there were always children running about, even in times of clanwar, and there were always stable numbers. Farms were few, though they aren't uncommon. Vala'keer was the Baldesmaster, as said before, who both worked and trained with steel and iron. He could make any armor, any weapon, and use it, too. Living in the marshy Dragon Swamps of a remote section of the world, the Draconians fought with each other, monstrous crocodiles, and other creatures equally as dangerous. One would call them insane for continuing to live in such condition- they would call it the best life ever. They were always fed, and yet they were always just on the edge of struggling. The Bladesmaster ensured that they didn't tip over the edge. He ordered the hunting parties, sent out the battlegroups, and even led them.

When the humans finally came to wipe them out, they laid waste to two tribes before word got out to the rest of them. Vala'keer was not like his peers- be like them he may, think like them he won't. He saw an enemy that they could not beat, and so he rallied the ones who he deemed unnecessary to fight. He brought together the tribes, into a powerful army. Armed with steel and iron, they were battlehungry and ready for war. While they may face machines of titanium and carbon, they will take what they can. Draconian archers were fearsome- a Draconian arrow could shoot clean through a human, and impale the next in line. Their bows were too powerful to be pulled by even the strongest of human archers.

But the people, the vast majority of them, all of whom knew each other by grudge or kinship, voted that he didn't lead the charges against the encroaching human forces. This conflicted him greatly, and so he convinced them to let him fight.

They were surrounded, and so he ordered his people to disperse, swim through the swamp and jump at any opportunity. The humans, not expecting for their targets to seemingly dissolve into the swamp, searched throughout, spreading out. Through an unspoken moment of vast togetherness and unity, the Draconians rose up from the swampy waters, and fell upon human soldiers and vehicles alike.

The battle that followed resulted in all humans being close to Draconian troops being torn apart, but all that were some distance away mowing down all the Draconians. Leaving the Bladesmaster bruised and bleeding in the swamp, he hid, hoping not to be found by the followers of Kraal, the Demongod. He prayed up to Straal, the Havengod, for strength and assistance in his revenge against his kinslayers. Instead, he found another option- escape. He took it, fled out to sea, and swam, swam farther than anyone in his history ever had. With him carried his race's legacy, everything. He meant to preserve it, in the form of a single egg, the Stone Egg. Simply, he would find a place to bury it, and some time long into the future, Straal will rise, and bring forth the beginnings of the new age of Draconians from the Stone Egg.

And so he swam, armed with his hammers, his weapons of war, clad in the leadership leathers, and ready to start again, somehow.

From Stardust, To Stardust

duck55223 said
Not even magic can do that.

Okay I'm done now.

From Stardust, To Stardust

Abefroeman said
I am going off of my experience with playing planetary annihilation, but, moving celestial objects is just a matter of setting up the massive engines required to move it. I think FTL for these is sheer crazyness, if not impossible. But, attaching ship engines onto an asteroid and just programming it to fly on a set course doesn't seem out of the picture. It would look to be mainly a single system weapon, on able to attack targets within the same gravity well of the local sun. But, yes, defenses could be set up, but, even if you did manage to break up the comet/asteroid it would still rain down smaller fragments. Just a thought.

My idea of accelerating a giant object is gravity. If you can manipulate gravity, you could just make the asteroid 'fall' towards wherever you want it.

The use of engines on an asteroid, even FTL or sublight drives, would require insane amounts of fuel to power up, keep powered up, and continue to keep powered up, including constant maintenance due to the stress of moving such a large, solid object.

Forgotten (Vampire Roleplay)

William, Willy, Will, or Wilson is going to be a nice person, and then he will make a remark about being surrounded by females, and perhaps retreat back to his library.

Note: Consider the Library as his 'domain'- where he'll be if one needs to find him. That is, if everyone just kinda settles into the castle and little prep for some kind of anti-enemy operation.

From Stardust, To Stardust

Keyguyperson said
The Council will have to take a vote on that, then we'll need a referendum, then of course it'll have to go through the President and Council twice before everyone in the military has to unanimously agree for or against the bill. Then we'll hold a triumvirate with the leaders of the three military branches, before having a party to celebrate the decision in which a consensus must be reached on what food to serve.

You left out the turtle races...

You know, one side brings in a turtle for agreeing with having Vegan-only food, and the other side brings in a turtle for agreeing with no Vegan food...

From Stardust, To Stardust

duck55223 said
Even 20% of the Speed of Light is unrealistic for a almost Earth-Sized Moon.At this point Darkwolf's just godmodding to capture New Condia... a irrelevant planet with only a few million colonists and some farms.

Says the one bring in two of their own fleets, three allied fleets, and a single massive-ass neutral fleet for backup.

From Stardust, To Stardust

ASTA said
It's mostly the dick-waving, the OOC arguments, Wilson's grude against Duck, Duck's powerplaying, and the 1-UPing that makes the RP so unattractive to new players.The Rageconians and Darkwolf's Death Moon are the icing on the cake.