WilsonTurner

Over the Ages Episode 1: All that Remains

I am making a Russian character, because I believe the Russian will beat my Nord.

But hey, either way works.

If one fails, I still may get in.

Over the Ages Episode 1: All that Remains

Point taken.

Still too old, I think. Being old and frail means you're slower and more likely to die, even as a powerful Magi. Where others can run, sprint, etc, with the springy energy of a man or woman in their prime, while wielding magic, technology, or both, they could still equal you in power, but be able to move faster, and use more technology.

In comparison to other immortals, you are experienced, yes, you are a powerful Magi, yes, but another Immortal would be able to beat you, if they focused all their magics on countering your attacks, and then using technology to drill through your shields and get a hit. Being old also means that you wouldn't be able to take as many hits- one hit could break bones that would not break on a younger person.

Sempra-Tor picked Immortals for ability and potential, and gave them a mission. He wouldn't pick someone that, in comparison to others, wouldn't be able to be as effective. Wisdom and knowledge would be useful, but when one is older, one starts slowing down. They're less likely to be as driven as younger people, so I would think that Sempra would pick him when he was younger, and still very much active.

But I may be wrong. Up to Whoami, really.

Over the Ages Episode 1: All that Remains

Sempra-Tor would pick people in their prime age. 20-40, give or take a few years.

@Whoami

Over the Ages Episode 1: All that Remains

And that all the immortals were selected in their prime.

Oh, and I'm still interested. I'm making a second app in case my first one ain't good 'nuff.

Ashes to Ashes, a freeform Sci-Fi Fantasy NRP. (Always Accepting)

I find it a helluva lot easier to read when there's something distinguishing my words. I purposely got lighter colors, since most of the site's theme was dark gray or even darker grey, but I guess they ain't so good. I didn't get any dark colors, after all. A light-ish brown and a light-ish red. It's easier on my eyes because seeing just a great big hunk of white text, always white text, hurts my eyes, and it's easier for me to read the burlywood and salmon coloring.

Even though it takes forever to format.

Sorry duck. It wasn't my intention to make your eyes hurt. I just found it pleasing and it made my own eyes hurt less.

Ashes to Ashes, a freeform Sci-Fi Fantasy NRP. (Always Accepting)

Wilson, change the color of your posts back to the default white. Reading your posts is literally hurting my eyes.

Edit:Applies to you to Uruk.

@duck55223

Is it because you're reading it on a tiny dim little screen?

Ink On Your Soul

Got my eye on any reboot of this.

Ashes to Ashes, a freeform Sci-Fi Fantasy NRP. (Always Accepting)

@Zadubadabu
Hostel System, Orbital Docks
The FC-XO took a step forward, his emoticon screen flashing into anger at what he considered an insult. Stehlruh das Cyrus stuck an arm out before the FCXO could do anything, and held him back as the Hocklyn fumed. Instead, the Ship Commander looked at the "Queen", and spoke, his translator talking over his now-soft voice.

"Well, if we are mere breeders, then I suppose breeders fight a great deal better than you and yours, since we still have a fleet. No offense intended, of course, but you should learn to be more diplomatic, even if it is not your job, or nature. Although, you are a Queen, and any decent leader knows that, while commanding respect is key, ruling by fear and with absolute power can have negative consequences. We don't know anything of mana, and we do not appreciate your wonderings about how effective we'd be used as batteries."

"Now, if you are finished insulting us, please follow us. And leave all but one of your guard behind. Your heir may come, besides the guard and yourself. Distinguished as your warriors may be, we will refuse to deal with you trying to outnumber our current numbers. We will treat you as equals for as long as you treat us as so. And, if I hear correctly, you are in no position to bargain, with you being the last of your empire or kingdom, while we were not quite as foolish to lose ourselves. Now, if you would, send your men back to your shuttle of a ship."

The Hocklyn Ship Commander smiled, and shoved the silent FCXO back, speaking over a private, encrypted channel, "You are a representative for the Fleet Commander, but you are not the agreed-upon diplomat. Calm down or I'll send you back!"

The three Hocklyns did, perhaps, the biggest insult- they turned their backs on the warriors of Spearo, and walked back down the hall, clearly expecting only three to follow. And, based on the barely visible shimmering present every section of the hallway, there were several lays of environmental and kinetic shields throughout, preventing any sort of hostile response.

With the left side of the alien ship docked with the station, and a torpedo destroyer on the right side, with explosives planted across the alien ship's hull, they were well and truly out of luck, and with no bargaining chips. If they wanted to take the ship, they probably could- more likely, if they wanted to just blow them up, they could.

Just in case, though, airlocks shut behind the group of six- three Hocklyns, three aliens- thoroughly preventing a self-destruct from critically damaging the station, and the destroyer backed off a little bit.

Over the Ages Episode 1: All that Remains

@Winter05
Make an application- when she finishes the Codex, she'll review all the apps and pick six or so to be accepted.

~~✶~Our Brightest Stars~✶~~

Naw, I'll head out now. I'll keep an eye on the roleplay, but I'll prolly not be joining unless you really need one more person or something.