cunfuzzler

Empowered!!! (Closed)!

This closed yet?

Gundam Rp The Crew of the Trojan Horse MKII

Tentatively interested.

The Last March of the Living

Well, color me intrigued.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

@cunfuzzler I'm still very interested in this RP but I am wondering if you are planning to start it without all the spots filled or if you are just going to wait until you have someone for every spot?

@Drache

I am willing to start without all the spots filled, but I am hoping to at least get 3-4 characters.

Star Wars: Scav's

@frapet Alrighty, I edited my post and added a bit at the end to deal with that TIE.

The Meme Team: The Dankest MLG Roleplay Yet

I don't understand what is happening, perhaps I'm having a stroke? But I would be lying if I said I was NOT interested.

Star Wars: Scav's

Valana sped through the debris field as fast as she could without hitting something too big for her shields to handle. The Cutlass still steadily rocked as she forced her way through the smaller debris, leaving a trail of finely pulverized dust in her wake. Luckily it wasn't long before Jax's quadjumper came into view. The tug was moving surprisingly nimbly for what it's size, much like the Besalisk piloting it she thought, but she didn't take any time to appreciate Jax's piloting. Instead scanning the area around the tug for her quarry. Unlike the at least somewhat sleek profile of her Cutlass, TIEs were easy to spot visually a giant flying 'H' did not a stealth ship make. Expectedly it didn't take her but a few moments to spot one of the TIEs behind the tug, though the asteroids that were once Alderaan frequently obscured her sight of it.

It wasn't much longer before she spotted the other two, on had already broken off, presumably to report to whatever ship they were operating out of. If he got a message to their homeship there would be little chance any of the Swift Fortune's crew would be leaving Alderaan's system in anything but bodybags or handcuffs. "Caster, would you mop up the runner?" She trained her focus onto the TIE nearest to her as she spoke.

She turned on her targeting computer and hoped for a lock, at the same time setting her comms to an open channel. For a split second she considered her options, there was a chance she could hail the TIEs, and identify herself as an Imperial Deep Cover Operative. If she turned her guns on Caster the TIE could report to base and they could have enough reinforcement to capture Vikargo and his crew. Maybe she'd get a chance to go back to her old way of life. She missed having servants, and frankly it was what she deserved. But Valana knew that was her being hopeful, a moment of uncharacteristic optimism. She let out a deep sigh at the revelation. Even if all of that went perfectly, odds were still strong she ends up spending the rest of her life in a tiny cell. Instead she chose to go with something perhaps a bit more useful in case word somehow got out, that would maybe stop the incident from being linked to the crew and herself in case that TIE did somehow get communication to other Imperial forces. She traded her typically Imperial tone for her best Alderaanian accent. "Bail Organa sends his regards!". As soon as the sentence left her lips she unleashed a volley of blue laser bolts at the nearest TIE.

Her eyes reflected a purple glow as she tracked the bolts heading towards her target. She ignored the target lock beep sounding from the ship's targeting computer indicating the concussion missile launcher had achieved target lock. The first two pairs of bolts went wide starboard and the third split the TIE's wing, it wasn't as lucky for the fourth however one bolt skimmed the starboard strut connecting the cockpit to the wing, a superficial hit, but the other tore into the TIEs' wing. The ship almost immediately lost control and went into a spin that was quite abruptly ended as it impacted with Bantha sized asteroid. The subsequent explosion was notable but not grandiose. Still Valana winced a little at the kill. Killing had never bothered her, she actually kinda enjoyed it if she was honest, but she'd never killed an Imperial before. She couldn't tell if it was compassion for a person she would have once counted amongst 'her people' or regret that this would in a way mark the official point of no return for her, but regardless she shook off the moment of doubt as quickly as it came.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

I keep writing a CS and then losing it because my laptop is goddamn awful. I need... hmm...

Motherfuck let me do this.

I'm doing it right now.

Medic coming up, mhmm.

How is a stimulant gun on the 'allowed?' list? Like, litterally just a pneumatic pistol that can be loaded with adrenaline in case you really need to inject that guy over there.

@Lady Selune

I don't see a problem with it. We already have pneumatic injectors, and pneumatic pistols. Doesn't seem like a fantastical stretch.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

@pilatus
Technically there is only one character because mine was never approved.

@Drache

Whoops. My bad, your CS is approved, I really liked the touch with Dr. Harding btw.

Star Wars: Enclaves

Mazai Kiro

Maz let out a slight chuckle at Wilkdon's comment as her eyes fell back to being transfixed on the datapad before her. She scrolled through hundreds of keywords and titles searching for the books Wilkdon was seeking. Sadly the Jedi Archives could at times be a bit hard to navigate, it was problem that couldn't really be solved due to the sheer size of the information held within it's shelves. Even here on Valkaina where they only had a significant fraction, organization was difficult. The problem she was facing now was that there was two places that were likely to have what they were after. A section devoted entirely to the biology of any and every species, and another smaller much more remote section devoted to Miraluka in general. And unfortunately in this case there seemed to be one book fitting the bill in either section.

"Well, I wouldn't be a very good librarian if I didn't know where my books were now would I?" She spoke through a smile and tapped a button on datapad dispatching one of the library's droid attendants that served alongside a select few to maintain the Library alongside her to retrieve the text from the biology section. Setting her course now for the section on Miraluka as a whole.

It wasn't far from where they were, just a short walk the only concern was the height, it had just so happened that it was on the very top shelf. Once they were stood in front of the shelf in question she looked down at the datapad to confirm it's location and glanced at a library ladder at the far end of the shelf before staring to the top of the shelf towering before them. I'd be really bad at this if I weren't a Jedi. she thought considering her height, or lack thereof. She pocketed the datapad in one of her robes deep pockets and reached out with the force, gently pulling a holobook from the top shelf and lowering it down into her hands. She blew on it lightly as it came to rest, shedding off a thin layer of dust before presenting it to him. "Here you are, aaaaaand" she extended her word a little, waiting as a protocol droid carrying another smaller holobook strode to her side. Grabbing it from the droid and presenting it to Wilkdon in one swift motion. "That should be just about all we have on the subject. Apologies if they don't suffice." She glanced over to the droid and nodded "Thank you JN that will be all." The droid let out a "Yes ma'am" with a slight bow before walking away to attened to it's duties once more.