The days that humans lived on earth are far behind us, we left earth with the military, they needed as many civilians and workers as possible to help with recolonizing after the last world war. The politicians and their hounds of war used their bombs and their orbital strike missiles to end the earth’s life once and for all on the year 5000 AD. There was maybe about 2 million per fleet of us that made it off of the only home we knew, the only planet we ever lived on, many of us lost loved ones, and much more because of unseen borders and beliefs. However one part of the military from each faction went awol and left their posts to leave the planet behind with us in tow. None of us expected to live after we left earth, but millions of lightyears away we found it... a world that was amazing, that was as beautiful as the one we had to leave behind. We landed, and many cried out in happiness and pure unadulterated joy. End of log
It’s 5945 Our ancestors left earth because of war, and for the past 900 years we went back to it just as easily, guess that makes us human, my men and I have taken the fight to the enemy, we have stormed their capital, taken their flag, but their leader hides like the coward he is, we need to finish this, there was an old quote, war, war never changes...I see it so clearly, despite the changes to how we wage war as when one man can tear down a wall, when one man, one woman, can take out an entire platoon, the physicality of war has definitely changed, but the overall goal of the powerful has not. Tanks, fighters, bombers, all of these war machines were left behind on the charred wasteland of our old planet, they are gone forever, instead we fight, with our bodies, with our minds, and with armor, and weapons like the ages past. However these armors and weapons are not like ancient times, they augment everything, mind, body...some would say your soul, I’ve witnessed my second in command wield his hammer, and send an enemy soldier into the void. I’ve seen others of my unit shrug off anti material rifle rounds like they were dodgeballs, I’ve even not cared when one enemies blade slammed into my shoulder, my armor absorbed everything and I even saw myself crush the man...the boy... this war needs to end, I’ll end it, with my comrades in arms, we shall defeat the cowards and form a new world order, and we shall take the future as ours. End log General Logan Albracht 5th division 92nd platoon code named The Legion
the year 6000 A:D or 1000 N:E, N:E meaning new earth, our regime stands strong, we stand strong, my comrades and I forged our new world order, we have taken the lands from the cowards, from the politicians and we have made it perfect, the strong survive, the strong become leaders, anyone not fit, dies, or becomes exiles. We have protected our people, and our ways of life for the past 55 years since my unit and I defeated the last vermin that infected our new home. We have had challengers in the past, whole armies that have fought back, one such skirmish took the use of my legs, with prosthetics and neural implants I can walk again but it pains me greatly. So I get around my command center via my chair, I am well respected within the walls of my vast cityscape empire. But outside the walls, outside civilization, word has spread of a resistance one that wishes to topple what my comrades and I bled for. We train the best, and hone them to be our swords, and our shields against the witless, savages that claw at our world. Inside the walls peace prevails, outside the walls, our orders of knights tame the last vestiges of savagery. End personal log Logan Albracht Lord Marshal of the First Empire
Welcome one and all, it is with great pride, and great honor that I name you graduates of the Imperial Military Academy, You will get your assignments via how, when, and what class you have graduated from. Legion Class graduates follow me and you shall start crafting your own special arms and armor. You are a graduate of the Legion Class, the highest honor bestowed upon a graduate of the IMA you have proven time and again, your resourcefulness, your uncanny abilities, and your ceaseless devotion to the Empire. You will be sent out of the city to end the last mark against a perfect world, the Resistance everyone has been talking about. You are forged from the honor and strength of Legions past, going back to our Lord Marshal himself. You will be joining the ranks of Echo Squad, they only take the best. Forge your arms and armor graduates, tonight is your last night in civilization, drink up, maybe even find a partner, for tomorrow you learn why we have to repeatedly delve into the depths of our fair city and eradicate those filth that try to end our utopian lives.
magitech and telekinetic power: During the last great war neural implants and specific body armor could produce the power to move objects with ones mind, and destabilize certain areas of matter. Further testing and experimentation on subjects and armor has yielded many gratifying results, such as granting the use of flames, ice, electricity, and many other destructive forces in ones hands, however despite the label magitech this is not magic, it is merely technology at it’s greatest destructive power it also has led to the implants growth, meaning telekinetics as a whole don’t leave subjects debilitated for the rest of their lives. Whereas the armor upgrades have always been safe on the user, neurological implants granting telekinetic force have almost always proven to either kill the subject or cause immense neural strain to the point of their own breaking. Thankfully telekinetic implants have been upgraded since the trial and error stages, and despite the black history of the implants, many key figures in the regime believed the service of telekinetic soldiers was needed above the high death toll. Nowadays there are only minor headaches when strained to and past the limit, however further straining the limitations of one's mental capacity and the implants power could lead to mental degradation and even death.
: These are the strangest soldiers employed by the regime, they don their eerie armor, and are sometimes the last force seen during a conflict. They are amazing strategists each and everyone, as well as peerless combatants, wielding either magitech armor, or telekinetic implants, either way they are not to be trifled with, they are known also by the left hand of the regime, whereas the Generals are the right hand, the paragons of the regime, the Faceless act as the Generals and Lord Marshal can not, leveling whatever they need to, killing whoever they need to, to get to their target, if you are what they need to get, dead or alive, you come with them.
Our Time has Come is set in a time and place where earth was destroyed following the latest world war, many seeing what orbital strikes with space fleets can do, fled. Many civilians were fleeing the Earth as well, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire, many were and this led to a mass of fleets all enemies in the latest war now turned ally firing upon the ships that attacked helpless civilians. These fleets and civilian ships fled earth and forged a new colony on a very lush and expansive world. After many years of peace it was all shattered by the first unification war in 900 N.E where many smaller countries seperated themselves from the global unification...violently. After the first few battles, General Logan Albracht led the Unified forces against the seditionists after his superior was gunned down by a seditionist assassin. It didn’t take long for the seasoned veteran to win many key battles and, with the aid of his loyal subordinates end the First Unification war before it grew to out of hand. After their victory, General Albracht and his men seized control of both territories in a military coup getting rid of both power hungry leaders and creating a “utopia” where the military is always out en masse on the streets. You are either a graduate of the Legion Class of the military academy, the best and brightest in all the city planet’s elite, or members of the resistance hell bent on freeing the planet from the tyranny of the First Empire of New Earth. You are given the choice of staying with the Empire or joining the resistance, the choice will be given to each player at a time during the rp, whoever wishes to help me in this as I know people will be resistance members I’ll PM you on it after we get the rp going.
Various soldiers of the regime
The Inquisition:
Leader's of the Regime
The powerful and charismatic leader of the First Empire, despite the loss of his legs and the prosthetic replacments for them. he never once lost his charm and charisma, a natural leader and born ruler in his own eyes and in the eyes of most of the citizens of New Earth. He made the planet the "utopian" military run planetwide cityscape it is today.
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The Champion is always at the Lord Marshal's side, always donned in his intimidating yet weirdly colored armor. Not one attempt on the Lord Marshal's life has ever succeeded thanks to this powerful soldier. He has the power to take command of any post at either his own or the Lord Marshal's behest, but rearely does letting his comrades reap and sow their own rewards.
The other General that never leaves the Lord Marshal's side, he is known as the "Paladin" of the military and High General answering only to the Champion and the Lord Marshal
The manipulative and cunning leader of the Inquisition he lost the use of one of his eyes and easily created an ocular implant to serve as replacement. Lost the eye and gained the scars from a beast that attacked him due to the resistance setting it loose on him. Hates the resistance with a passion and hunts them down eagerly.
A brash a fiery General, the years have been kind to her, she takes her new role as Leader of all Academy initiates seriously.
The stoic and powerful General of the first line of defense in the undercities of New Earth
Major ass tends to belittle the legion graduates despite having to graduate on one of the lower classes. He is a force to be reckoned with on the battlefield, gaining many accolades for wiping out many resistance forces ahead of his men. Due to his overly brash and zealous nature however the Lord Marshal has kept him as a Colonel for six years now.
Uniform of the Legion Class Graduates: The uniform for telekinetic users is black, for fire tech it's a crimson red, lightning tech it's a soft golden color, and ice/water it's a deep blue. Standard Legion Class uniforms are white.
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[/hider] Crest instead of the one shown is of a Sword pointing down with a shield behind it.
Character sheet
Name:
Rank:
Gender:
Appearance
armored:
Unarmored:
Skills:
Powers:
Personality:
Biography:
It’s 5945 Our ancestors left earth because of war, and for the past 900 years we went back to it just as easily, guess that makes us human, my men and I have taken the fight to the enemy, we have stormed their capital, taken their flag, but their leader hides like the coward he is, we need to finish this, there was an old quote, war, war never changes...I see it so clearly, despite the changes to how we wage war as when one man can tear down a wall, when one man, one woman, can take out an entire platoon, the physicality of war has definitely changed, but the overall goal of the powerful has not. Tanks, fighters, bombers, all of these war machines were left behind on the charred wasteland of our old planet, they are gone forever, instead we fight, with our bodies, with our minds, and with armor, and weapons like the ages past. However these armors and weapons are not like ancient times, they augment everything, mind, body...some would say your soul, I’ve witnessed my second in command wield his hammer, and send an enemy soldier into the void. I’ve seen others of my unit shrug off anti material rifle rounds like they were dodgeballs, I’ve even not cared when one enemies blade slammed into my shoulder, my armor absorbed everything and I even saw myself crush the man...the boy... this war needs to end, I’ll end it, with my comrades in arms, we shall defeat the cowards and form a new world order, and we shall take the future as ours. End log General Logan Albracht 5th division 92nd platoon code named The Legion
the year 6000 A:D or 1000 N:E, N:E meaning new earth, our regime stands strong, we stand strong, my comrades and I forged our new world order, we have taken the lands from the cowards, from the politicians and we have made it perfect, the strong survive, the strong become leaders, anyone not fit, dies, or becomes exiles. We have protected our people, and our ways of life for the past 55 years since my unit and I defeated the last vermin that infected our new home. We have had challengers in the past, whole armies that have fought back, one such skirmish took the use of my legs, with prosthetics and neural implants I can walk again but it pains me greatly. So I get around my command center via my chair, I am well respected within the walls of my vast cityscape empire. But outside the walls, outside civilization, word has spread of a resistance one that wishes to topple what my comrades and I bled for. We train the best, and hone them to be our swords, and our shields against the witless, savages that claw at our world. Inside the walls peace prevails, outside the walls, our orders of knights tame the last vestiges of savagery. End personal log Logan Albracht Lord Marshal of the First Empire
Welcome one and all, it is with great pride, and great honor that I name you graduates of the Imperial Military Academy, You will get your assignments via how, when, and what class you have graduated from. Legion Class graduates follow me and you shall start crafting your own special arms and armor. You are a graduate of the Legion Class, the highest honor bestowed upon a graduate of the IMA you have proven time and again, your resourcefulness, your uncanny abilities, and your ceaseless devotion to the Empire. You will be sent out of the city to end the last mark against a perfect world, the Resistance everyone has been talking about. You are forged from the honor and strength of Legions past, going back to our Lord Marshal himself. You will be joining the ranks of Echo Squad, they only take the best. Forge your arms and armor graduates, tonight is your last night in civilization, drink up, maybe even find a partner, for tomorrow you learn why we have to repeatedly delve into the depths of our fair city and eradicate those filth that try to end our utopian lives.
magitech and telekinetic power: During the last great war neural implants and specific body armor could produce the power to move objects with ones mind, and destabilize certain areas of matter. Further testing and experimentation on subjects and armor has yielded many gratifying results, such as granting the use of flames, ice, electricity, and many other destructive forces in ones hands, however despite the label magitech this is not magic, it is merely technology at it’s greatest destructive power it also has led to the implants growth, meaning telekinetics as a whole don’t leave subjects debilitated for the rest of their lives. Whereas the armor upgrades have always been safe on the user, neurological implants granting telekinetic force have almost always proven to either kill the subject or cause immense neural strain to the point of their own breaking. Thankfully telekinetic implants have been upgraded since the trial and error stages, and despite the black history of the implants, many key figures in the regime believed the service of telekinetic soldiers was needed above the high death toll. Nowadays there are only minor headaches when strained to and past the limit, however further straining the limitations of one's mental capacity and the implants power could lead to mental degradation and even death.
Our Time has Come is set in a time and place where earth was destroyed following the latest world war, many seeing what orbital strikes with space fleets can do, fled. Many civilians were fleeing the Earth as well, not wanting to be caught in the crossfire, many were and this led to a mass of fleets all enemies in the latest war now turned ally firing upon the ships that attacked helpless civilians. These fleets and civilian ships fled earth and forged a new colony on a very lush and expansive world. After many years of peace it was all shattered by the first unification war in 900 N.E where many smaller countries seperated themselves from the global unification...violently. After the first few battles, General Logan Albracht led the Unified forces against the seditionists after his superior was gunned down by a seditionist assassin. It didn’t take long for the seasoned veteran to win many key battles and, with the aid of his loyal subordinates end the First Unification war before it grew to out of hand. After their victory, General Albracht and his men seized control of both territories in a military coup getting rid of both power hungry leaders and creating a “utopia” where the military is always out en masse on the streets. You are either a graduate of the Legion Class of the military academy, the best and brightest in all the city planet’s elite, or members of the resistance hell bent on freeing the planet from the tyranny of the First Empire of New Earth. You are given the choice of staying with the Empire or joining the resistance, the choice will be given to each player at a time during the rp, whoever wishes to help me in this as I know people will be resistance members I’ll PM you on it after we get the rp going.
Various soldiers of the regime
The Inquisition:
Leader's of the Regime
The Champion is always at the Lord Marshal's side, always donned in his intimidating yet weirdly colored armor. Not one attempt on the Lord Marshal's life has ever succeeded thanks to this powerful soldier. He has the power to take command of any post at either his own or the Lord Marshal's behest, but rearely does letting his comrades reap and sow their own rewards.
Uniform of the Legion Class Graduates: The uniform for telekinetic users is black, for fire tech it's a crimson red, lightning tech it's a soft golden color, and ice/water it's a deep blue. Standard Legion Class uniforms are white.
[hider=legion class graduates attire
[/hider] Crest instead of the one shown is of a Sword pointing down with a shield behind it.
Character sheet
Name:
Rank:
Gender:
Appearance
armored:
Unarmored:
Skills:
Powers:
Personality:
Biography: