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8 yrs ago
Current The hidden benefit of wearing 8 rings total? They double as a pair of brass knuckles in case you get into a fight.
8 yrs ago
Just as we would turn around and condemn or laugh at our ancestors for their barbarism, our descendants will do the same.
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8 yrs ago
I'm happy with participating in a single RP - Something tells me I'm the only one?
8 yrs ago
In Batam for a month after quitting my job. Been powering through my writing since. I guess this is where I call myself a full-time professional writer.
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You could look for one yourself. There's a whole bunch of them. Can't miss it.
But Captain Ishida was unable to attend to Tanya immediately. He was tending to a wounded soldier; he was fortunately the only casualty in the last Kyonshi raid. What was even more fortunate was that the wound he suffered was a gunshot wound, a friendly fire. It was infinitesimally better than getting ravaged or bitten by one of the Kyonshi. Sergeant Miller was probably watched over by Buddha himself, as, while the bullet had punched through an organ, it'd exited right through him, and the damaged organ was the liver, not the lungs nor the stomach or heart. The incident was two weeks ago, and he was already walking, albeit with a crutch.

The medical officer had just concluded the soldier's checkup and given him his prescriptions, and sent him on his way, one of his subordinates supporting him. The wounded man brushed past Tanya. "You were, but it does not matter. I was occupied." With that, he went right down to business, "Children first. That my policy. But do you or Alexis-Chan have complaints? Discomforts?"
They're still operating on old world policies and principles, is why.
You know, the peacekeepers' take on the situation is that civilians should not be allowed to even engage in combat unless in the most desperate of situations.
Sergeant Maiko's eyes dug into this Dr Ng's eyes in silence, scraping out whatever information she could out of her soul. For the time being, she decided that this Abby was no threat. "This is what Captain Ishida wants. But we need nothing from you. There is no payment required. We are the UN and the JSDF, not Sony or Mitsubishi. If you remain with us, we would prefer that you do nothing but live and breathe; food, water, security, all essentials are provided."

With that, she turned and started walking back to the School of Education, "I will show you where you may deposit your things." Walking around her men, who were carrying more corpses out, she continued, "We do not need a nutritionist. In case you and your American friends did not notice the red cross on our arms, Captain Ishida is a medical officer by vocation and I am a medic."

She took Abby to the third floor, the same floor where they had set up most of their makeshift headquarters. The command room, bunks and armoury were all on the same floor. There were rows upon rows of lockers outside the staff offices and classrooms, "You may have one of these. You just have to clear out whatever rubbish is inside your locker. As I've discovered, American students tend to be rather messy and unsanitary. Pray that the locker of your choosing is unoccupied. If you suspect yourself of contracting a form of skin disease or another after that, approach Captain Ishida for treatment when he comes back."

Inside the teaching staff's office hall, the main room of the HQ was set up. There, Sergeant Maiko opened a metal box mounted on the wall containing all locker keys; "There is a science lab on the other end of this floor. We plan to use it for research, but you could share it with us for whatever you wish to do."
So if you guys want to talk about how I could use the peacekeepers to advance the plot or propel an arc/create a new arc, you guys let me know and we'd have good fun talking about it as much as playing it out. This extends not just to Captain Ishida Hisashi, but also to all characters in his unit and even civilian hanger-ons. I can't wait for this RP to go into full swing :)
As a visitor had entered the 2nd Kyonshikirapeitai's designated safe zone, a few figures emerged from the front door, some of them walking backwards. As it turns out, some of the soldiers were beginning to clear out the corpses that were the result of their skirmish in the building; they had just liberated it fully, with the basement completely Kyonshi-free. Some of the civilians hanging onto the remnants of the UN peacekeeper unit were also helping out, carrying bodies to a growing pile of rotting flesh set upon a modest amount of firewood.

A little girl nine years of age was nearby, watching butterflies fluttering from one flower to another near the entrance. As the soldiers bearing the dead bodies came out, her attentions were shifted to them. "When I grow up, I wanna be just like them!" A boy only a year or two older than her exclaimed as he watched his guardians performing their duty with her. "What do you want to be?"

"A graceful ballerina, like auntie Maiko. She told me that she used to do ballet."

Sergeant Maiko had noticed Abby as soon as she shouted her greeting. There were numerous windows and she happened to be looking out of one. Following up behind her labouring men, she flicked her Wakizashi, and droplets of blood fell. As she walked down the stairs leading to the main entrance of the building towards the visitor, she produced a cloth and started wiping her sword with it. "Saitei Kyonshi! Bakayaro!" She cursed as she rubbed her sword hard. Her riot gear and vest was similarly splattered as well.

Unlocking her visor and pulling it up, she revealed her face, which was relatively fair and blemish-free for a lady-in-arms, but reddened with anger and exertion. Then there was that look in her eyes; there were alot of things at the meeting that she was peeved at. "What do you want!?" Without realising it, she shouted at Abby, before checking herself and starting all over again as she returned her shorter sword back to its scabbard, "I apologise." Taking a deep breath and a bow and burying her anger, she continued, "Is there anything I can assist you with, mame?"


Taking the main road leading into town, Captain Ishida Hisashi was making a beeline for the closest infantry icon on his computer. There was still a distance to go, so he decided to do a radio test. Pressing the transmit button on his digital walkie talkie, he spoke into the mic on his headset, "This is Captain Ishida Hisashi of 2nd Kyonshikirapeitai 3rd Company, UN US Mission, to Roy of... Civilian Group 1-Alpha, second radio check, over." He released the transmit button and waited. If there was a time when he did well in the local language, it was in radio discipline. The utilitarian sparsity of the language ensured that what he spoke sounded like good English.
"Very well. Come to the medical centre once you have eaten." Captain Ishida Hisashi said, before looking once again at the canned food they had been consuming. It would have been fine if canned food formed the minority of their diet, but it had become their main source of sustenance. In medicine, it is said that anything that was consumed in excess was poison. It applied to food as well, or at least the chemicals (or the lack of it) in it.

After that, he ruffled Alexis' hair a little as he patted her in the head. Before leaving, he opened the door slightly to check on the weather. Sure enough, the rain did not let up. "Do use your umbrella. It is terrible night." And with that, he left.
Sorry I haven't been posting. I've been busy and what time I have for roleplaying I put into the other roleplay I've been trying to settle in. Tomorrow, promise!
So ah... How do we proceed from here?
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