Claw2k11

The Road to Berlin

@MrMinerGuy142

Accepted, I'll start this soon!

B.C. ~ A Stone Age RP

@Brisingr626

As soon as Garrak had seen that the wounded sabertooth had pounced on Thag, he ran right towards it and as soon as it was about to bite down on Thag's neck, he drove the spear through the creature's skull, finally killing it.

Next, he got the creature off of Thag, who had been wounded on the shoulder, but was otherwise capable of walking. Even so, he cursed himself for not being able to properly protect Thag. However, he grabbed another rock and smashed it on the dead sabertooth's jaw so that he could take it's other dagger like tooth.

After that he helped Thag up, someone back at the cave should be able to fix his wound up. Then he turned his look back to see if any other cat had chased them, however, the pack was too busy gorging on the deer to bother with the two.

He then signaled Thag to go back to the cave with the meat they had, it would be enough for now.

B.C. ~ A Stone Age RP

@Brisingr626

However, this time, Garrak was ready for the beasts attack and as soon as the beast pounced on them, he lunged his spear at it, wounding it on it's flank. Wounded and with several teeth missing the sabertooth slowly backed down from the two growling before letting out a louder roar, as if to call someone.

Seconds later, several more roars were heard from the distance, that's when Garrak remembered that the sabertooth cats sometimes banded together to take down larger prey... or smart prey, like them. Realizing that, he signaled Thag to get a sharper rock to cut some meat from the deer and then run back to the shelter.

B.C. ~ A Stone Age RP

It's probably narrative... (I hope).

B.C. ~ A Stone Age RP

@Brisingr626

As soon as he had heard Thag shouting something about a sabertooth, he retrieved his spear and went in his direction. It was his job to protect his fellow tribesmen and he wouldn't let one fall now, even if it meant losing the large horned animal(male deer), he could find another animal like that, but he couldn't find someone like Thag.

Stay behind me!" Garrak shouted to Thag, looking around to see if the sabertooth was anywhere near them.

B.C. ~ A Stone Age RP

@Brisingr626

"Good job!" Garrak said proudly. Thag showed much promise and he would make a very strong warrior, of Garrak would train him. "But not enough for whole tribe, must catch more!" he said looking around for anymore potential prey.

As he looks around, he sees a creature with majestic horns limping from a nasty leg wound. Knowing that the creature wouldn't be able to run away thanks to it's wound he simply walks towards it instead of trying to sneak around it. The creature goes on the defensive pointing it's horns at him. Garrak simply grins and lunges the spear through the creatures skull, knowing that his spear was longer than it's horns.

This enough! Garrak says with a large grin on his face.

B.C. ~ A Stone Age RP

@Brisingr626

He's not much a talker, don't worry.

A Gilded Throne - A Shadow Looms (Closed)

Location: Meraton Royal Palace, Meraton, Khomeria

In the shadow of the new imperial election tensions were brewing as rulers across the realm began to debate of how to approach a decision before they had even left for the imperial capital. However, Khomeria was quite different from other nations, it had often been sealed within itself and had never really paid attention to to the world outside besides the times when a new emperor had to be picked. The leader would leave his eldest son in charge of the kingdom whilst he went on the capital. This time was different however, the king of Khomeria had no heirs or brothers that could rule in his name, only a sister and the nobles of the land did not want to respond to a woman. And the princess knew it full well.

King Dorias sat on his throne, a thoughtful look adorning his face as he tried to think of what to do. His sister sat next to him on the throne usually meant for the king's heir, she looked very nervous as she awaited her brother's judgement. After several minutes of silence, Dorias abruptly got up, taking Remis by surprise.

"I have decided, wheter the lords like it or not, you will handle the kingdom's affairs while I'm gone." He said in a decisive tone

Remis sighed. "Brother, this will make the lords lose their faith in you as the protector of Khomeria, it's not worth it to risk a rebellion for this from one of the lords, please, have Lord Fokas handle the kingdom while your gone, the populace and the lesser nobles love him." She said to him, putting a hand on his shoulder to reassure him.

Again, Dorias started thinking. Remis was right that the lesser nobles and the general populace loved Lord Fokas, but the other two noble lords did not like him one bit and appointing him as regent while he was gone would make the other lords think that he favored Lord Fokas over them, either way, it would still end up with the lords of the kingdom being displeased.

"No, no, that can't be the right answer, the other two will think that I favor Lord Fokas more than them." He said, walking towards one of the windows and stared up at the city. His kingdom was among the most prosperous in the Empire and it's kings had worked tirelessly to make it so. He his not want to be the one to tear it down because he had not conceived a heir yet.

Remis looked at her brothers troubled face and wished that she could do something right now, but not even all the spies in the world would be able to solve the situation, if only that council... then it came to her.

"I have an idea, brother, a way in which you could make them all three happy!" She said, feeling proud at her idea. "You could make a regency council, all three lords will form a council and jointly lead! And to make it better, the fact that they'll bicker among one another will mean that they won't be able to try and usurp you."

Dorias smiled in relief, even if he was the king, many of the ideas that he had implemented came from his sister, not from himself. That was partly one of the reasons he was reluctant to marry her to some distant lord in the empire.

"I can always count on you to come up with great ideas, sister!" He said with a smile. "I'll send messages to the three lords, then I will be on my way. The sooner these elections end, the better."

"Brother..." She said, remembering something. "You will most likely meet brother there, you'll have to promise me you won't act out towards him."

Dorias gritted his teeth, his older brother had given up the throne as soon as their parents had died ten years ago and left him with responsibility to lead the kingdom and fend off the nobles attempts to usurp the throne at a very young age, something which forced him to grow up and give up his childhood. For that, he despised his brother greatly, but now that he was the head of the Royal Guard, he couldn't do anything about it.

"He's family, my emotions for him won't affect my judgement." He said, forcing a smile. "Plus, he's the head of the Royal Guard, I can't be rude to someone so important."

Remis wasn't convinced, she knew Dorias too well, but she chose to trust him, so with a sigh and a smile she said "Very well then, I'll go write the letter, you get the Iron Guard ready and go, I'll handle things here."

"I understand." Dorias said and rose from the throne.

Dying World

In was 2339, World War 3 erupted, it quickly turned into a bloody war between the three main players of the world, the new Imperialist American Government, the Russian Federation, China and their respective allies.

However, in the end, that war destroyed any semblance of true order, humanity would see as the three sides employed the full use of their nuclear arsenals. Almost the entire world was devoid of life... except what was the territory of the United States, while it was nuked as any land, it had the luck to still be able to sustain life and to a end, human life.

What was left of humanity had split into four sides battling either for supremacy, or simply for a peaceful life in the wastes:

- The Spartan Order- This order of armored soldiers currently has the best tech out of everyone. It's troops number at about 35.000 highly trained and armored soldiers. The population in it's territory amounts to about 250.000 people who enjoy their protection, but also the occasional kidnapping of a child to train as a soldier.

- The Cholnists- Led by the semi-crazy charismatic Andrew Choln, this army of about 120.000 lack the training or the brand new tech the Spartans have, but more than make it up in numbers and fanaticism for their "cleansing" of the world. They have 600.000 people under their protection and from which they conscript their fanatic troops.

- The Federated Colonist Cities- These are cities which have refused the protection of either of the two sides and have banded together for protection. They have a 90.000 man militia protecting their population of about 900.000 people who just wish for peace.

The Ghosts of War- A mercenary/bandit group of 25.000 men raiding across the wastes for their own benefits. They are kept at bay by a mysterious man named Ghost and his two strongest men nicknamed Flame and Freeze for their preference over which type of weapon they would use.

And another threat arose, woken up by the nuclear bombardment, a hive species, not led by one single Brood Mother but by hundreds of them, each leading it's own hive. Their numbers are unknown, but there are believed to be 1.2 million of them plaguing the wastes.

NOTE: This RP happens about two centuries after the nuclear exchange between the three superpowers.

Character Sheet:

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NOTE 2: You can come up with any equipment you wish, however, you must not make it too powerful. The Spartans have their signature plasma assault rifles/sniper rifles/shotguns, and body armor(while they are somewhat inspires off the Spartans from Halo, they are almost nothing like them).

The Road to Berlin

@Zetsuko

Accepted!