[OOC] Valkyria Chronicles: Lions of the South

[Raven_Operative]

Me and Spleen are almost finished our Collab, but I just got swamped by assignments so I might be a few days.

[Raven_Operative]

I'll get something up over the weekend. Anyone else gonna post?

[Slypheed]

I'll try when I wake up. No promises though.

[KeeganTroye]

Hello, does this RP still have an open slot and is it newbie friendly? I have experience with RPing on fan fiction sites but I've never used a big one like this.

[Lennon79]

Why, hello there. Yep, we have a slot open and I'd like to think we're friendly. You've come at a good time too; we've got an opportunity for new characters to be introduced quite easily.

[Raven_Operative]

'Ello Keegan, Welcome to the guild. Since you're new here, you might wanna have a look at this thread: roleplayerguild.com/topics/4958-a-new-..

That aside, yeah we've still got a slot open so whip up a character sheet, (once it's approved) throw it in the characters section, and you'll be good to go.

[Little_ninja]

Happy Lunar New Year everyone
I will be busy for a while cause of this, sorry for late notice on this

[Raven_Operative]

Yeah, guys I'm swamped. Won't be able to post until saturday at the earliest. Feel free to continue without Evan/Lilly for the time being.

[Lennon79]

Might consider moving us on to the battle soon. Funny how the posting rate drops like a stone when no-one's shooting at us...

[Zarkun]

I just don't know what to say other than sounds like a plan XD

[Raven_Operative]

I got a bit of a break. I'll write up something tonight before we move on.

[Lennon79]

Noice. Alright then, all going well we'll move on Sunday evening.

[Little_ninja]

Finally less busy
Going to get a post sometime tonight

[Slypheed]

Might consider moving us on to the battle soon. Funny how the posting rate drops like a stone when no-one's shooting at us...

@Lennon79

I just thought of something once I woke up.
I think the post rate stopped this time because most of the conversations were collabs. Ya know. Conversations built in private with no way for other characters to join mid conversation. Pretty much isolating a conversation and putting an invisible barrier around the two involved characters preventing sudden and random interaction from others. It would be one thing to do collabs when at base where people would be spread out, but at our current location it didn't make much sense for this.

Just my two cents. And with no intent on pointing anyone out and making them feel bad.

[Zarkun]

making them feel bad.

@Slypheed

Well now I do XD

[Write]

Hey guys! I was perusing when I noticed that the application status of this RP is 9/10 and set to apply! Before working up a CS I just wanted to make sure that information was still 100% accurate, thanks!

[Slypheed]

It should be?
There was a person who did show interest a few days ago, but nothing more came from them.

[Zarkun]

Yeah, I think it's pretty much free.

[Write]

Elsa Ariella

Name:
Elsa Ariella

Gender:
Female

Age:
17

Appearance:


Rank:
PFC

Class:
Engineer

Weapons and Equipment:
Galian S1
Ragnaid
A belt of grenades
A semi-large flask

Personality:
Elsa is a very determined young woman. She grew up in the shadow of a great engineer and as such has always striven to prove herself just as good as her father. However, this dedication to proving her excellence doesn't stop at engineering. Those that challenge her know to be weary as she has a completely insatiable desire to improve both efficiently and quickly. Elsa - among peers has been typically viewed as a little sister. Her mother figures it's because she cares so much about improving that others tend to look down upon her without reason. Elsa has been known to have a couple of... Unique attributes. When her father passed away while she was fifteen years old she took up an early bad habit of excessive drinking. She has continued this and carries her father's flask with her at all times, however she refuses to drink when she believes battle is approaching. During downtime she can typically be found stargazing, drinking, playing cards or doing all of the above.

Bio:
Elsa was born into an intelligent and highly capable family. Her father was an engineer and her mother was a nurse. Growing up, Elsa's parents wanted for Elsa to become a nurse - like her mother. But even as an infant Elsa showed far more interest in her father's business. She was constantly creating things, drawing schematics for things like a mobile, and by the time she had turned just six years old - her father had relented and allowed her to being pursuing her dream as an engineer. In order to understand Elsa and her passion, one must truly know her father. He was a true god of the machines and surrounded himself by his creations and current projects. It was when Elsa was approximately ten years old that he allowed her to become a large part of those projects.

For a long time, or what felt like it to little Elsa, she was the mastermind behind the projects while her father was the one who went and actually put it together. While her father had a bit more control than Elsa realized, that was largely how it went. He saw to it that Elsa attended the best classes and was attaining the highest grades possible and on top of all that Elsa maintained a largely healthy social life with her friends at school. However, when Elsa turned fifteen years old her father began to grow very ill. He told her not to worry that much, that by the time she was sixteen he will have lived out his life dream regardless of his early death - seeing his daughter grow up before his eyes.

He passed away two weeks before Elsa's sixteenth birthday.

A downwards spiral is the hardest for a pilot to pull out of and it is because of this every time Elsa attempted to she veered off in a random direction no better than her original trajectory. She found herself drinking, sometimes even at bars that she could get into. She found herself cutting ties with her compatriots - and the ones she kept around were no better company then the people she found at the bar. She was numb in every sense of the word. She even found herself in a relationship that meant nothing to her, she simply lied down for the young man, he did the rest.

It was when Elsa turned seventeen years old, walking home to an unpleasant evening with her boyfriend that she saw recruiting posters, she immediately sought out a recruiting officer and for a brief window of time in which they linked eyes, her father was reflected back in them. She signed up within the hour and was single by the time she got home. Passion has been rediscovered through the war.

RP Sample:
The breeze picked up flickering through the strands of hair that found themselves matted down onto Elsa’s forehead with sweat. The girl sat inside a garage that opened onto a main road. She brought a greased wrist up to her forehead and replaced the perspiration with the oil from a vehicle she had been repairing. The girl's mother popped her head in from around the entrance to the garage. The words she was looking for, however, were not in that garage. Her mother left leaving a small sandwich in her place, supposedly for Elsa to eat. Elsa noticed her prior affront and rubbed her hands off on her overalls – casually dusting them off and reaching for her small flask of whiskey. She took a small sip and coughed violently. She forcefully put the flask back on the small table beside the vehicle and wiped her fast-reddening eyes.

Elsa put her head back into the hood of the vehicle, twisting and pulling at different parts as hard as she could. Her hand was in so much pain. But it was nothing, not compared to what she was feeling. She hated every single piece of that vehicle – and yet, she was determined to make sure it was the best functioning vehicle this side of Europa. Her father would’ve liked that a lot more than staring at the same piece of junk that she was looking at.

If/when you guys find any mistakes I've made be sure to let me know and I'll edit them up ASAP! Thanks!

[Raven_Operative]

I like it. Don't see any mistakes, so you should be good to go. Just gotta wait on Lennon to see where he wants you, but since we just met up with Squad 9, you'll probably have been a member of that squad. Maybe get shifted to ours due to Squad 4 being smaller and Evan needing another body or two to properly operate the recoilless rifle on the APC? I dunno.

Anyways, you have co-gm approval.