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<OOC>Gather around my fellow roleplaying newbs, or those of us who are simply in the Beginner section to show them newbs how it's done. I present you a themed roleplay with the strangest timeline you have ever seen. I will try to format it so non-fans can attempt roleplay, though like in any themed roleplay: if you are unfamiliar with the lore and background of the world you will have a rough time posting.
Maybe fans will catch on to the theme of the roleplay based on the thread title, Spartans and Hunters. I will explain the timeline of how these intangle. In a futuistic, space-age universe, the federation stand against a new iteration of the blarg, commonly refered to as simply Space Pirates. These fiends have terrized the galaxy, stealing from the human race, among other creatures that are members of the federation coalition, though they are prodominitely terran. This would not be the first time humans had to engage the blarg. Before the federation and the coming of other races in other quaderants, humans had to fight them with the crude projectile weapons known as guns. The human race then was beginning to go into space, being advanced enough to be out in hte cosmos, though not to the same prowless they are now. The first encounter the blarg were a deeply religious group hellbent on teh anilation of the human race. They were called the Covenant then. However, the humans were able to create their own Messiah to find them off, enough to break their way of life and send them away. Under a new regime, a more secular one, the blarg rebuild from the ashes, stealing from other races and making very sickening advances in biotechnology. They have been dubbed the Space Pirates. Rumours of a new Messiah roam through the galaxy, of a child that was taken by an ancient alien race and infused with their power, though people are not excately sure. The terrans are especally target, as the blarg never forgot them. To counter them and their advances with Phazon radiation inside organic material, the terrans revisited an old mutagin. It was used to make their Messiah, whom was dubbed 'Spartan 117', the unit class and serial number (lab techs were as cruel then as they are now). Thusly, the new batch of Spartans would live in a new reality. Meanwhile, the rumours of the human child taken by the ancient race held true. The first time this happened was after the Space Pirates razed mining colony K-12 in an attempt to stop the gears of peace among the races. That child was infused with that races blood and trained to fight. The Space Pirate call that child 'The Hunter', for as that child grew up, she targets the Space Pirates, and is capable of wiping out entire bases of them (we know who she is). This race is the bird-like Chozo. Others have been taken to combat the Space Pirates from worlds where Space Pirate hit hard, to help the human race combat the threat of the blarg. So, here is where the tale starts. A group of Hunters surround the lab where the Spartans are being made. The blarg have found the location of the lab and threaten to take it out, killing the Spartans within. You can be the combat savy, sharp-shooting, strong soldiers called Spartans, or the battle hardened, acrobatic, resiliant fighters that are the Hunters. Whichever you choose, band together to save the galaxy. Of course, there is the odd coventant, but the blarg race is prodomintely Space Pirate right know. I'm sure by know you all know what's going on. So I'll say it now: tech trees from both Metriod and Halo are in play, cuz plasma and beam technology are just plan cool! Oh, and for anyone not too happy with the mered Haloid timeline, you can always modify it as roleplay goes on. Well, I start.</OOC> Name: Naoby Hogine Class: Hunter Appearence (Not suited): Has brown hair, kept short, blue eyes, trim, athletic build (like all hunters). Wears the blue 'zero suit'. Appearence (Suited): Standard hunter's suit, modified for human use. Orange at the limbs and yellow at the torso. helmet is red with green on the visor. Weapons and technologies: Hunter standard beam cannon, morph ball, and scan visor. Naoby stood not far from the complex that was the spawning lab of the people refered to as Spartans. All she had been told was that the bastards that were the Space Pirates were on there way to kill the people inside. It was a large stucture of metal and smash resistance glass, painted from the inside so know one would know what was inside. It was a lab afterall, where the advanced training of soldiers was taking place. She would be unaware that children were beign taken by the terran forces and injected with a poison only less lethal than Phazon. She walked the permeter, looking for any signs of the pirates. |
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Name: Alex (doesn't know his last name, and yes I am Alex again.)
Class: Spartan Appearence (Not suited): Wears light spartan armor (like spartan armor but not so heavy.) that is black. Has light green eyes and kinda long brown hair. Sort of athletic build but not entirely. Appearance (Suited): All black. Black spartan armor made for maneuverability but also bullet stopping. A little lighter and more flexible than normal spartan armor. Black helmet and black visor. Weapons and technologies: Sniper Rifle modified to shoot razor sharp shards of glass. Like needles but wider and larger. The rifle is about as big as a 50 cal. sniper rifle. Normal pistol for backup. ------ I'll post later. For now, just keep my bio company will ya? ![]() You always make good RPs Mikodite. Last edited by alexjustdoit : 01-29-2008 at 06:29 PM. Reason: Typos :) |
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OOC: Oh yeah, that newb would be me. I just thought that since it was your RP, you might want to say where we started, like what planet we were on or ship or something.
Alex woke up from his frozen state. They usually let the Spartans slowly unfreeze but this time it was sudden so it must have been an emergency. He reached across his dock and grabbed his helmet and put it on. He slowly stepped out, slightly dazed because of the hasty thaw. Last edited by alexjustdoit : 01-31-2008 at 06:48 PM. |
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<OOC> Alex you newb could you at least posted your starting position?</OOC>
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Sojak sat at the top of a small hill, staring at the place he had been raised then kidnapped from. "Agh... returning is such sweet sorrow... I get the nostalgia, but I can't go in, because of those damned freaks who had kidnapped me... I can't even return to the freaks anyway... they know I was originally a spartan..." he said to himself. He stood up and heard the click of a shotgun being prepared to fire, he held his hands up...
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"Someone's here," Naoby looked around, hearing movement through her helmet. She walked about the parameter of the lab, eyes away, until she saw something in one of the hills, not far from the lab. She activated her scan visor, determining if whatever it was was a space pirate or not. The reading she got stated thusly:
Subject is an armoured human male. Additional information cannot be derived from the distance and armourment. Naoby shook her head. A guard on patrol no doubt, she thought as she approached it, trying to be as friendly as possible for this was no pirate. As she got closer, she looked at the man's armour. It was red and black with orange on the visor. His armor looked like a patchwork quilt: spikes on one arm and heavy plating on the other. He had a modified shotgun in his hands. Feeling somewhat threatened she pointed her beam cannon at him, and said in the trademarked fearless, yet extremely soft voice "You there, what exactly are you?" |
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Name: Apollo Phallas; Codename Archer
Age: 24 Class: Hunter Appearance (unsuited): Black version of the 'zero' suit; slightly long black hair, and chiseled features. He has an eyepatch over his left eye. Appearance (suited): Wears the standard hunter armor for humans; it is black with white trim; and a white helmet. Equipment: Standard Hunter beam cannon; Elite sword (pilferred from a corpse)
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Sojak groaned, "Complicated..." he said, whirling so his left arm was in front and charging forward while pulling out his plasma pistol and charging. He hoped this would cause enough distraction for his opponent to fire and miss. He released the trigger on the plasma pistol and a shot flew towards the humanoid...
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Naoby's hunter training had her react fast as the charge came for her. She leapt into the air and flipped to the ground in the aerial-style combat that the Chozo trained her in. She landed to the ground, convinced that this was a threat and started shooting her beam cannon at the guy, rapidly.
<OOC>Why isn't everyone playing along. Jazz is the second person to JUST put a character profile. Yeesh. </OOC> |