Cayden Black
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The Lost Poet
STATUS: I walk in a blizzard of words, eyes blinded by the choices, as stories dance in the distance. Just out of reach... 5 yrs ago
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- Old Guild Username: Cayden Black
- Joined: 11 yrs ago
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- Cayden Black 11 yrs ago
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5 yrs ago
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I walk in a blizzard of words, eyes blinded by the choices, as stories dance in the distance. Just out of reach...
5 yrs ago
Synthetic Soul, that's how I feel.
7 yrs ago
Is it 1358 yet?...
8 yrs ago
There is nothing more irritating in the morning than grabbing your cup of tea and finding it empty...
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8 yrs ago
The Jobs fell through! If anyone needs me I'll be buried in my books...
Bio
I have been away for over 2 years, so I have glanced over this to attempt and update as of 2019.
I have been a role player for nearly 8 years now, preferring to do 1x1's. My genre's are normally fantasy/scifi in both medieval, modern and futuristic. Steam Punk is a world theme I have some experience in and have thoroughly enjoyed, however my knowledge for such a genre is limited at present.
When it comes to the rating I much prefer 18+ as the contents of many of my role plays involve violence, language and the occasional gore and even sexual content. I am quite happy to mix things up depending on your tastes and so long as it continues to work with the story I will be happy to try and incorporate anything you may wish into a plot.
About Me
Well the most commonly asked questions are quite simple for me. I am a 29 year old Male living in England, so for those living in the US you will find my reply times sporadic and perhaps even during times most sane people would be asleep. This can even happen if you are in Europe as I have a very deep passion for writing. When a role play just hooks me right I am quite capable of replying within the hour to any posts you make. I do some times need a breather and time to think over a response, so some posts may take a day or so.
I Make and prefer at least 2-3 paragraphs to build on stories. If you are at all interested in a role play just send me a PM and I will see if we can come up with a plot to work on.
Music for the Soul
I have been a role player for nearly 8 years now, preferring to do 1x1's. My genre's are normally fantasy/scifi in both medieval, modern and futuristic. Steam Punk is a world theme I have some experience in and have thoroughly enjoyed, however my knowledge for such a genre is limited at present.
When it comes to the rating I much prefer 18+ as the contents of many of my role plays involve violence, language and the occasional gore and even sexual content. I am quite happy to mix things up depending on your tastes and so long as it continues to work with the story I will be happy to try and incorporate anything you may wish into a plot.
About Me
Well the most commonly asked questions are quite simple for me. I am a 29 year old Male living in England, so for those living in the US you will find my reply times sporadic and perhaps even during times most sane people would be asleep. This can even happen if you are in Europe as I have a very deep passion for writing. When a role play just hooks me right I am quite capable of replying within the hour to any posts you make. I do some times need a breather and time to think over a response, so some posts may take a day or so.
I Make and prefer at least 2-3 paragraphs to build on stories. If you are at all interested in a role play just send me a PM and I will see if we can come up with a plot to work on.
Music for the Soul
Most Recent Posts
There you go Titan. You have your own personal Tutor.
"Do I look like a dam guide!?" The instructor spat, waving his fist so sharply he nearly hit Jaden in the face. "Get lost boy! I have real men to train!" The instructor turned away and resumed bellowing commands to the group of men under his teaching. The cries came from all around Jaden. LEFT! RIGHT! PARRY! COUNTER!"
The whole ground was a bustle with the Templars who would soon reinforce those already stationed in the North lands. The Warlocks were shouting their own drill commands. Small groups learning to wield their spells in battle. A stray bolt of ice smashing against the plate mail of one of the instructors who began shouting foul things about controlling idiots. It was a tense place to train that was unforgiving to those who were not used to the daily life of the Order.
"Don't mind him boy. Gerald gets angry with everyone but the commanders..." the voice of an old man came from behind. He was wrapped in a cloak to shield himself from the cold but his frame was still bulky despite the age he looked. "Well lad, let's have a look at you!" He commanded, smacking the base of his spear to the ground as the cloak fluttered over his leather armour.
((Hope you like him Titan. He'll be your personal instructor))
The whole ground was a bustle with the Templars who would soon reinforce those already stationed in the North lands. The Warlocks were shouting their own drill commands. Small groups learning to wield their spells in battle. A stray bolt of ice smashing against the plate mail of one of the instructors who began shouting foul things about controlling idiots. It was a tense place to train that was unforgiving to those who were not used to the daily life of the Order.
"Don't mind him boy. Gerald gets angry with everyone but the commanders..." the voice of an old man came from behind. He was wrapped in a cloak to shield himself from the cold but his frame was still bulky despite the age he looked. "Well lad, let's have a look at you!" He commanded, smacking the base of his spear to the ground as the cloak fluttered over his leather armour.
((Hope you like him Titan. He'll be your personal instructor))
If you'd like titan you could go back to the training grounds and meet with one of the drill instructors (I'll happily RP the instructor) before heading back to the barracks for the next day.
I was wondering about what bad guys to make for submission to the DM's on this story. Would a Lucien Alliance officer be alright to submit? I can PM or OoC post his CS for inspection if that is alright.
Awww....
You can hold me if you like. No fondling though!
...unless its a tuesday
You can hold me if you like. No fondling though!
...unless its a tuesday
Swarley said
I'm currently reading by Ernest Cline and my god is it good so far. It's got a really interesting world that it's set up and is just overall well written so far. I can't wait to read more of it.
I gave that book a try and I am afraid it just wasn't for me. I prefer more gritty ones that follow someone going through hell and yet holding onto what spark of hope and humanity they have left. I think that's why I love the GEARS books so much...
That's all good Gil. Now we need to wait for everyone else to catch up. When everyone is done for the day we might as well time warp to the following morning.
You could make it a cold rage perhaps? Not an outburst, at least not in public.
He should try and be optimistic. I mean if you told Fredrick, you'd of been decapitated within seconds. I thought at least this way you could made a very interesting story about dealing with the other guys as time goes on. And you are still a Templar until the duty is complete, so who knows what could happen!
Ahmos was calm in his place beside the DHD, even amused at the Jaffa who saw himself as such a superior warrior. Clearly he had brute strength, but no power over the mind. Calum had other thoughts, his hatred for their proud ways of thinking themselves the honourable warriors that would save the galaxy made him feel physically sick. He knew what they really were, he had seen what they were willing to do blindly for their masters. They were the same, only now their masters were not Goa'uld but Jaffa with their own ambitions. It was fortunate that Ahmos was the one in control at this moment, keeping those despised feelings from surfacing as he focused Calum's mind on the greater picture.
He checked his satchel and the data pad he held under his arm, pausing as Ariadne spoke to him. "Do not worry Ariadne. I am quite capable of restraining myself. My host seems to prefer it if I speak while around them. Their presence....disturbs him greatly." Ahmos may have joined the tok'ra but he still had that air of superiority that all Goa'uld had. That way of speaking down to you even when they did not mean to. Many Tok'ra did the same when speaking of Jaffa, another fact he had noted over the years. The alliance was still in its infancy and much time would need to pass before they were able to trust one another.
He followed Ariadne closely through the gate, as any officer would shadow their leader. Indeed, Ariadne would certainly be his commander in his eyes, Jaffa would never be his masters again.
The cold sensation of the gate brushing against his skin as he was transported from one world to the next always made Ahmos and Calum crick their neck after the journey. Still following Ariadne down the ramp. He simply remained silent and took in his surroundings. A dull grey of a place, obviously designed to be a bunker. Ahmos had memories from his queen that shared the memories of her own times in such places. Worlds destroyed and such bunkers failing to withstand their forces. The memories were useful ones at times, though not always necessary. It was still an ugly looking rock room, no interesting furnishings of any kind.
He followed still only a meter behind Ariadne as they walked down the ramp, turning to stare at the Jaffa with eyes that portrayed a feeling of superiority to these warrior grunts. Two days wait before they were to be collected? At least he would have ample time to work on his own personal research into historical locations. It was something he had begun to focus more on as his subversive skills became less and less required. Without a true enemy to fight as they once had, Ahmos and Calum were finding more and more time either given patrols or simply with nothing to do. They had both agreed studying ancient cultures may lead to findings much like those discovered by the Tau'ri. It had proven fruitless, though still interesting.
"This feels far too...informal." Ahmos whispered at Ariadne. He had never met the Tau'ri but after what he had been told, they were clearly made to be something they appeared not to be. He examined their rifles. None of them were as advanced as his own. Yet they had defeated the combined force of Anubis and the Replicators. He found that all too intriguing...
He checked his satchel and the data pad he held under his arm, pausing as Ariadne spoke to him. "Do not worry Ariadne. I am quite capable of restraining myself. My host seems to prefer it if I speak while around them. Their presence....disturbs him greatly." Ahmos may have joined the tok'ra but he still had that air of superiority that all Goa'uld had. That way of speaking down to you even when they did not mean to. Many Tok'ra did the same when speaking of Jaffa, another fact he had noted over the years. The alliance was still in its infancy and much time would need to pass before they were able to trust one another.
He followed Ariadne closely through the gate, as any officer would shadow their leader. Indeed, Ariadne would certainly be his commander in his eyes, Jaffa would never be his masters again.
The cold sensation of the gate brushing against his skin as he was transported from one world to the next always made Ahmos and Calum crick their neck after the journey. Still following Ariadne down the ramp. He simply remained silent and took in his surroundings. A dull grey of a place, obviously designed to be a bunker. Ahmos had memories from his queen that shared the memories of her own times in such places. Worlds destroyed and such bunkers failing to withstand their forces. The memories were useful ones at times, though not always necessary. It was still an ugly looking rock room, no interesting furnishings of any kind.
He followed still only a meter behind Ariadne as they walked down the ramp, turning to stare at the Jaffa with eyes that portrayed a feeling of superiority to these warrior grunts. Two days wait before they were to be collected? At least he would have ample time to work on his own personal research into historical locations. It was something he had begun to focus more on as his subversive skills became less and less required. Without a true enemy to fight as they once had, Ahmos and Calum were finding more and more time either given patrols or simply with nothing to do. They had both agreed studying ancient cultures may lead to findings much like those discovered by the Tau'ri. It had proven fruitless, though still interesting.
"This feels far too...informal." Ahmos whispered at Ariadne. He had never met the Tau'ri but after what he had been told, they were clearly made to be something they appeared not to be. He examined their rifles. None of them were as advanced as his own. Yet they had defeated the combined force of Anubis and the Replicators. He found that all too intriguing...
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