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Um yea my college called strike and I'm trying to get my shit in order incase my profs do walk, I'm waiting on @Naril but my own sheet will be delayed here boys. Apologies, god I love unions :3

Amberclad Index

I'm waiting for sheets, essentially.

Union Strike Force

Based off a roleplay hosted by Canoness, Union Strike Force takes place within the universe of Half-Life Two. Following the stories of military conscripts and Metropolitan officers engaged in a specialized unit dedicated to hunting rebel cells outside the confines of the various cities dotting the wastelands of the earth. Focusing on action orientated and passive roleplay, players will be able to engage in character development, free-form choices and moral and ethical dilemma. Taking the perspective of the Universal Union, the military force that now rules earth the newly formed USF draws from former military soldiers to the common loyalist. The Universal Union promises riches and status within the autocratic society of today, will you join up?


Based on a 'what if' scenario, this is solely based on the resistance playing an antagonist role in the world of Half-Life rather then being the 'mighty heroes' we typically see them as. Believe me, the Combine are not good either. At this point in time, the resistance has but all turned into a force of in-fighting, savagery, and chaos as they let their wrath out on their own. The populace in the middle of the chaos, this being the citizens have no choice but to pick a lesser of two evils. The so called resistance began a terror campaign on Union ground, laying waste to those who dared defied their order and edict. While these terrorists are fended off by the Overwatch Transhuman Arm, a new force was created to kill the disease from the inside. A strike force composed of former military members that survived under the blessing of the Union, individuals of the best backgrounds were selected and forcefully conscripted into this team. Promises of good reward and pay come into mind along with the risk of death. Led by a Union intelligence official, it is generally believed to be that this would spell out the end of this chaos that swallowed the resistance. A few successful operations up North had utterly ruined supply lines and caused the end of numerous resistance cells stationed in Germany and Sweden. Duty calls now to the Oceanic areas of the world. It is rumored to be that Union research facilities were taken over by pirates, and that these facilities hold valuable information to the Union. There is limited time in your first campaign ever, join the USF in their journey to vanquish the rebellion once and for all on this Earth. The rebellion that had betrayed it's own people for greed.


To understand the true nature of the remnants of the rebellion, one must look into history. Multiple attempts were made to usurp the new masters of the Earth, and at first it went relatively well. That was, until the Combine ferried more reinforcements to Earth and smashed the rebellion with an iron fist. Even then, a senseless struggle to wrest back the Earth from the Combine ensued, and after a great defeat shortly after the reinforcements had arrived, the resistance went into hiding. This would be the last the public had ever heard of a so called revolution. Now, remnants of the so called rebellion cowered away in their holes, only coming out to terrorize any local population under the guise of a 'new rebellion' being constructed. This was the exact same reason for the plunder of resources from innocents. Yet in the two years that they had done this, no rebellion ever came. It was generally agreed upon by the remaining population on Earth that it was over.

Is this Ethical?

Just rp because altings to rp on your own rp makes no sense because you can rp on your main like a normal roleplayer...

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Have you not heard?

Apparently the rules of these forums mean nothing. People act like a-holes. Disengagment isn't respected. Privacy is maintained. Harassment is considered fair play. 

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

These mods must go....

Telecommunications

I'll do my sheet sunday/monday because I'm pretty busy, @Naril will be doing his this weekend aswell :)

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

@badguy28 If you want to talk on the podium it will be about 1045 HRS.

Everyone else, hopefully badguy is fast and posts and then you guys can roleplay the rest of the school day and I'll end up reacting this week and now that the ball is rolling - get people involved with the underside of Greenville ;).

1969: The Freaks of Greenville High

Sebastian Prescott

September 5th, 1969
0733 HRs

"Yea well, we'll see - won't we?" He says as he sends her another smile. After she takes a piece of gum, Sebastian puts the pack of gum and looks towards the doorway. Sebastian's hands sank into his pocket as he was looking for something in them, albeit he gave up on it as his mouth opened to speak "Anyway, I better get ready for class. Cya later, Miller. We'll continue this another time." He says as he begins to stride to the door, soon exiting to the club's room. Leaving Lucy to herself once again. The clock above the door moved onwards as the hands of time struck down on the ancient walls of the school, it wouldn't be long until class began and the floodgates of Friday's crowd would pour into the school.

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Principal Wilson Hines

September 5th, 1969
0816 HRs

Hines poured what appeared to be whiskey in the twos glasses and then picked up the glass of whiskey and gingerly sipped the strong liquor, he finished the glass in mere seconds before putting it down and meeting the gaze of Jones. "Are you stuttering again at me - boy?" The old man inquires, his lips curling into a frown as he stares down the fat middle-aged VP. "When I was your age, I was in the war - so why aren't you there now? Trying to take my job now? Some wheezing and then laughter came from Hines as he leaned back in his comfy, leather chair - the only good one in the administration office.

"You want my job, and - you also want your wife back." Another chortle of laughter came from the old corpse. "You can only get one of these things in life, Jones. As you know, the biggest financial decision in your life is your marriage." In fact, Mrs. Jones was loaded until Hines got his hands all over her and stole her from Chester, albeit, things could be different. Maryanne Joseph Jones (formerly) had not been seen around the town for a few months, maybe she is still at home. Pushing forward the other glass of whiskey, Hines gestured to Chester to drink.

"If you plan on taking this - seat, when I retire you need to actually talk at this assembly this year or this seat. It's going to someone else, probably from another district or from the city. You know, the city teacher we got this year? You also need to deal with their behavior, I did not bring them on and you and I know this is another State bullshit practice. Pull it together son, and it's all yours."

Pouring himself another glass, Hines picks up the whiskey glass again and drinks. "I can't wait to leave this place, so. Let's get this over with - oh sorry, I meant let me get this over with since I expect the same from you." Hines got up and adjusted his tie before walking out his office - leaving Chester to himself, or to follow. It would up to the puppy this time.

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September 5th, 1969
0900 HRs

In the auditorium, a majority of the school remained seated at the rows of chairs laid out in the gym. On the small drama stage stood a podium, microphone and everything for Principal Hines and some senior staff. Most of the gym was full, since homeroom pulled their classes as instructed to the gym for the annual assembly. Principal Hines eventually found himself standing at the podium as a majority of the students of the school were present, it was good enough for him at least. A group of men in cheap suits stood at the back of the gym conversing, obviously not school staff as they stayed to themselves and only themselves. They occasionally glared up at Hines, it would be a moment or so before the old man would begin his speech.

"Students and Faculty of Greenville High, welcome back to another exciting year! As your Principal I'm proud to welcome you back to safe and quiet halls of Greenville High, I also welcome the new faculty from Chicago and various parts of Illinois. It's always a pleasure to have more Illinoisans in this great country, we hope your contributions to the school and community help shape and impact the lives of fellow students and residents for the better. For those who are unaware, this will be the year the Greenville Minutemen win the state football championship! Besides that, for those new to the school and returning - I have some information regarding the student code of conduct..."

It was amazing how Hines could talk for two hours about the smallest things like Student Conduct and how great the school, county, state, and country was. The usual anti-communist propaganda was spewed out by Hines, but of course, the man couldn't keep the show on the road by himself. Various faculty new and old made some speeches, Coach Wenzel with the Minutemen's teams, Taggert about the importance of making the right choices and picking a college and planning for the future. Lunch break was coming up, and the students were getting restless (a common sight in the annual assemblies) when Hines got off the booth and looked over off stage - presumably to another staff member.

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Hellcat's Homestead
September 5th, 1969
0900 HRs

Early morning drinking was prevalent in the Homestead, Biff always opened the bar early because a drink could never be limited. County, State and Federal laws could only do so much - of course the drinking age was twenty-one for the young who couldn't pay extra for a drink. A group was starting to form around a table with a man with a pair of shades and a bad attitude, a story was circulating and buddy in the shades was spreading a rumor around town about a communist terror cell.

"Yea brother I heard that there was a fight at the high school today, communists attacking the students and working with the negros!" Said the man in the shades, a grin forming over the skeleton one would call a face.

The crowd erupted into shouts and angered responses, some were opposed to the Panthers while a majority seemed to opposed to communists being in Illinois - in Greenville.

"Commies? Here? Good lord the invasion has already started, but damn me if I'm gonna stand for commies on my hometown!" A louder, bigger man yelled - his gut swaying slightly as a pack of his buddies resonated his remarks. Talks of hunting down the reds were in the works, some talked about going to the state troopers. All the meanwhile, a plan was in action and it seemed to be coming along beautifully.

For now.

n e w - a g e - 2 0 5 0 :: a cyberpunk dystopia

a big rocket hits a big airship
big deaths occur
a big old man is SERIOUSLY PISSED.

fuck now I need to post...