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| 14 Apr 2014 06:10 PM |
"Thrusters... on." The man replies, swiveling his chair to face a new row of panels. We will call him the Pilot. "Accelerating. Beginning hyperspeed." The other man replies, which we will call the Co-Pilot. The Pilot starts to work his magic, a complicated task. "On. On. Off. Power diverted. Energizing the cannons." The Pilot says, which is followed by the Co-Pilot, "Breach in the Benkronite Hold. Repeat, breach in Benkronite Hold. Diverting soldiers to the area." He says, speaking into a phone like apparatus. "How are we on the loss of power?" The Pilot says. "Not looking good, they blew a hole through the western side. We are losing our oxygen supplies and slowly losing power to Thruster Left 1# and 3#. We will have to engage target and repair." The Co-Pilot says. "Breach imminent in Communications. Smaller hole, should not delay us more than it already has. Diverting soldiers." The Pilot fiddles with some knobs and a computer voice replies, "Prototype in progress. You sure, Pilot?" It says. "Sir, loss of communications in our Benkronite hold. Breach imminent in the bridge." Pilot seems unhappy about this. "... yes." He replies.
"You sure about this, Marky?" A woman replies, balancing her gun across two knees as she crouches. The male, who we suppose is this Marky, answers her. "No other choice. Probably well guarded and likely fry us, but we've got at least six different breaches with only using 14 guys. Seven's in the Benkronite hold, so they can't divert anything to us." Marky replies, strapping what loosely resembles a grayish colored bomb to the wall. "Everything for Arderia, right?" He gives a grin, referencing the recruitment posters. "Back away, Marky." The woman says, picking her gun up in her hands. A soft explosion is heard by both of them. "Move in. Dark, isn't it? Well, night vision on, I suppose." The woman says, obviously a bit nervous and maybe a tad too chatty. "Silence, Alex." He replies. They move their way through the bridge, encountering spooky little resistance.
"Sir, they're almost here. Do we bite?" The Co-Pilot says. "Not yet. Maybe the prototype isn't a flaw." The Pilot says. "Smoking in the rear. Fire on the deck. The oxygen is causing quite a pretty burn. Should be out soon enough." Alex runs ahead to the door. "Locked..." She replies. "Marky, got anymore of those fancy explosives?" She replies, looking at his figure, quite a while away in the darkness. "Explosion in the rear. We are falling. No communication on the star ship." Alex busts through the door with her gun, points it into the room, and fires two shots. "Battleship down. Benkronite secured. Pilots dead and off the controls?" A voice crackles through the radio. "Yeah. Any resistance?" She says, a bit leery of the moving green blips. "Heavy. We need to meet up at the deck. We have the new recruits that they shuttled in through the hold. They seem to be a little bit shell shocked, and personally, I doubt they'll be here for much longer. See you at the deck, Alex." The radio crackles and is silent.
A Quick Summary
You are part of this team which is simply called the Squad or 2y6m, a number that stands for how long you have been here and is how they group the squads together, sometimes being as specific as week and day. There is an actual squad name that is used when you want to get specific groups together, but it's rarely used and you have no idea what it is. You were pretty much thrown out into the fight without any instruction and little idea what is happening. You'll learn it throughout the roleplay. Benkronite is a valuable source of power, and three sides are trying to harness it. You work for Arderia, and the big other force is Alini, or the Planetary Association for Defense and Economic Stipulation of Alini [PADESA or Padesa]. Other than that, you know very little. Being thrown into this fight, you are able to tell your team from the rest. Defended in some serious armor, mostly dark colors, it is in stark contrast than the armor the space marines wear. You will likely not die in this RP [unless a really, really bad dice roll or if i feel it's needed], but your squad members will come and go, like the wind, and you are able to get injured which may exempt you from a mission or put you as a disability. Anything else that you feel like is needed, you are welcome to party me or pm me for the information that you require.
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JoshWesty
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| 14 Apr 2014 06:45 PM |
| Looks good, like the previous one, going to join soon. |
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| 14 Apr 2014 08:11 PM |
| Think I'll join sometime. Always good stuff. |
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| 14 Apr 2014 08:57 PM |
2 people thinking about joining 1 person who had to get off before he was grounded so he couldn't make a CS
>>>successful start |
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| 15 Apr 2014 05:43 AM |
i'll get around to it
space pirates after all |
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| 15 Apr 2014 07:11 AM |
| Cs construction is in progress. And I've sent you a PM. |
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| 15 Apr 2014 05:57 PM |
Name- Vic Description- Vic is a 19 year old man of average height and an athletic frame, though not too large; he doesn't try to exercise, after all, but does end up fighting or running from someone on an almost daily basis, often the latter. He has short brown hair and a tan. A thin layer of dirt covers his face and body. His posture is relaxed and undisciplined.
Vic doesn't know much about technology and couldn't lead a group to save his life, but he's a survivor and can handle himself in a fight.
Bio- Vic spent most of his life fighting for his survival through a mix of stealing, raiding, and scavenging. The desert planet he was born on was small and had very few natural resources, its civilization fallen apart decades before. It was hardly a blip on the map, but land is land, and Vic's way of life was interrupted when Arderia could spare the troops to take the planet without resistance. When laws were put into place, Vic was one of many raiders and thieves thrown in jail for life.
But before the prisoners were put into their cells, the warden held a draft.
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:51 PM |
PAY ATTENTION TO US
RP
PAY
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:52 PM |
Hey Reccesity, welcome back.
Vamking12 gave me a gun. It shoots Bannanachairs. |
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:53 PM |
I don't like guns.
John Marston up my butt |
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:54 PM |
I can't.
It's only for the secret society of RPers.
John Marston up my butt |
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:56 PM |
OH IS THE SECRET SOCIETY OF RPERS NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU NOW
WELL I GUESS YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO FIND SOMEWHERE ELSE TO RP |
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:57 PM |
This RP is 2elite4me
John Marston up my butt |
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| 15 Apr 2014 06:58 PM |
THE RP NOW HAS A GREEN PAGE
YOU ARE OF NO FURTHER USE TO ME, PEASANT |
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| 15 Apr 2014 07:07 PM |
I'M NO PEASANT!
John Marston up my butt |
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| 15 Apr 2014 07:08 PM |
| Everyone stop spamming the RP plz. |
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| 15 Apr 2014 07:31 PM |
CS Name- Kevin Arstwick Age - 23
Description- Kevin is built stocky, but he is not heavily weighted as some individuals tend to be who will fight along side him. He tends to be in the middle. He can be light on his feet but definitely not as fast as those who are built for running. Physically, Arstwick has military-cut dirty-blonde hair, larger than normal ears, brown, dull eyes, and a squared off chin that has pale lips to go along with it. He weighs in at 157 pounds and stands at six feet, three inches tall. Something that really falters Kevin is his addictions, both mentally and physically, unfortunately. He's got long dark circles under his eyes and is up for hours on end which can take its toll, although this is only the start of the problems that occur from his drug use.
Bio- Kevin grew up in a wealthy, privileged family that worked alongside the government in a weapons manufacturing business. They got their cut from that and they went up in social class from there. Soon after he turned 18, his parents passed away, or rather were murdered as it seemed to him when he read the file that pertained to his parent's deaths. Driven by a need to cover up this rut in his life, he turned to blowing all his money he received from his parent's will, which wasn't much despite his parents being thought of as a wealthy family. No family really had money to go spend on luxuries. He became an alcho.holic and an addict after the incident, and eventually he landed in jail when he was found to be a stone-cold murderer after he shot three dealers dead when he didn't have enough money to purchase the sedatives that his brain had become so dependent on.
He was meant to be sentenced to death, but soon after he was drafted into the military despite the mental illnesses that have occurred from him using the numbing drugs.
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| 15 Apr 2014 07:51 PM |
A Mark RP? Space? Combat in space? HA HAHAHAHAH HELL YEAH words cannot express my excitement
ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ/ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ/ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ sᴛʀɪᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀ |
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| 15 Apr 2014 08:07 PM |
cs is in progress!!!!!
ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ɪᴛ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇʀ/ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ/ɪ'ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪᴛ sᴛʀɪᴋᴇs ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴜʀ |
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| 15 Apr 2014 08:36 PM |
overlord recesity demands the joining.
i shall obey.
sooner or later. |
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