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Current Wise men speak because they have something to say. Foolish men speak because they have to say something.
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Would You Destroy Something Perfect In Order To Make It Beautiful?

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Adeola had just had the strangest dream. She was on a mission to check on a mining system by the name of Providence in the outer rim of the Alliance, and it had been emptier than hell. Then, the system's defenses had attacked the ship she was on, and she had to board an escape pod and she got knocked out on the escape pod. Then, she woke up to some guy yelling. Maybe she had slept in too late, she was supposed to be receiving an assignment soon. Her vision was blurry, and she couldn't orientate herself properly, it seemed like there was something wrong with her bloodflow to her lower body, though, because she couldn't feel her toes. When she could actually see and move properly, she saw some guy cocking his head and looking at her. "'Scuse me, sweetheart, but would you mind getting the fuck out of my face?" Adeola asked, kind of bitterly. She would probably apologize later, but right now she had a bad crick in her neck and her shoulders hurt, despite her armor, which probably wasn't a good sign. Wait, armor, but that must mean... she thought, and she was right. She looked around saw she was in fact in an escape pod. She recognized two others, she had met them on the Mahatma very briefly. That means it hadn't been a dream. Before she could really take care of anything, though, Adeola needed to get right side up. She was strapped too tight to reach her katanas on her back, so she grabbed the seat as best she could, and did her best to undo the straps. The belts release, and she fell towards the floor/ceiling of the pod. Though she had the seat to hold onto, he grip slipped, since she didn't have the strength to hold on. She slipped and landed hard on the ground, her blood deprived legs not enjoying the shock much. Adeola stumbled out of the pod, and looked around. The group was in a barren and destroyed hangar. There was an eerie silence surrounding them. She almost would've prefered her chances on the Mahatma at this point. There was something seriously wrong here. She slumped to her knees, her legs no longer able to support her until they got more blood flow. From all the spinning, though, her stomach was already on edge, and with the addition of the realization that something was horribly wrong, well, she puked. No dramtic dry heaving for five minutes or anything, just once, but once was enough. She felt horrible. Once she regained her composure and wiped the vomit from her mouth, she simply muttered. "We're fucked."
Adeola stumbled towards the escape pods. She had suffered a hit to the head against the wall after the initial shock, but besides that she was fine. She openned up her helmet and started running towards the escape pods, knowing the vessel wouldn't last much longer. She was hoping that there was at least one left, but if not, it was her fault for getting knocked out. She didn't think about the assorted crew members that were laying about, she didn't have time. If they couldn't move, they couldn't move, and would do them no good in Providence. That was another thing that was odd, outer rim bases tend to be much busier, but she didn't have time to think about that now. She rounded a corner, saw one last escape pod open and ran towards it. Adeola came to it and quickly ducked inside. "There's nobody else mobile, we gotta move." she said, as she sat down and quickly strapped in.
Character submission: Appearance: no armor: Armor: Name: Adeola Sentinel Age: 23 Gender: Female Specialty: Knowledge of Outer Systems and Complex Power Technician. Starting Sanity: 140/200 Psychological Record: Quick thinker, Used to severe carnage, Strong Willed, Stubborn and Arrogant, Always looking for a fight. Background: Adeola grew up with an outlaw father. Her father raised her up from a young age learning the old art of swordfighting, a combat style that was becoming less and less popular. When she was twelve, and the war broke out, her father sought a profit working both sides of the war as a political assassin. When he wasn't on a job, he tended to stay in the outer rim, where he could hide in the crowd. He got caught, though, four years into the war by the Alliance. Adeola was then put under the Alliance's care and she started going to school to learn complex engineering. It was something she had always been interested in. Once she turned 18, though, she was pulled out of school due to the skills her father had taught her to be an assassin for the Alliance. After the war ended, she returned to school and got a degree, top of her class, as an electrical engineer. She'd been working in the outer rim for the Alliance in the weeks leading up to Providence going dark, since she just graduated. She was sent to Providence to try and help figure out if it was an issue stemming from cultural problems or not and if possible, try to restore electricity to some degree. Equipment: Battle Armor Exosuit including a self-filtering re-breather if needed, plasma-heated katana, and a standard issue military pistol.
Just updated her bio, hope this works for ya. If I need to change or ellaborate anything just let me know.
> **@Drake** > > Okay, the I like the start and the idea works. But before I'm going to accept it I just need you to expand on her history a little bit more. The concept as a mercenary during the war works and I like it but I'm going to need some background on how she got experience with the power systems maybe a little bit about her work during the war, what she was doing exactly, maybe a little about her life on the outer edge as well life is hard out there and you know government has no time to deal with people out there. I'll take care of it soon as I can. Edit: Excuse me while I go write a three page back story with a bunch of irrelevant information, because I'll probably start story ranting.
Can I still get in on this?
Sounds like fun, bros. I could get into that.
Nevermind.
Okay, so, I am interested, and if you are at all interested as well, there's a place where you can play YuGiOh online and build your own deck by looking up cards. All we would have to do is put a ban list in place and restrict it to cards you could realistically have. The cards don't even have to be strictly GX, though the setting could be. There could be newer cards, though. If this is a dynamic you'd be interested in using I could tell you the site.
Character submission: Appearance: no armor: Armor: Name: Adeola Sentinel Age: 23 Gender: Female Specialty: Knowledge of Outer Systems and Complex Power Technician. Starting Sanity: 140/200 Psychological Record: Quick thinker, Used to severe carnage, Strong Willed, Stubborn and Arrogant, Always looking for a fight. Background: Adeola grew up with an outlaw father. Her father raised her up from a young age learning the old art of swordfighting, a combat style that was becoming less and less popular. When she was twelve, and the war broke out, her father sought a profit working both sides of the war as a political assassin. When he wasn't on a job, he tended to stay in the outer rim, where he could hide in the crowd. He got caught, though, four years into the war by the Alliance. Adeola was then put under the Alliance's care and she started going to school to learn complex engineering. It was something she had always been interested in. Once she turned 18, though, she was pulled out of school due to the skills her father had taught her to be an assassin for the Alliance. After the war ended, she returned to school and got a degree, top of her class, as an electrical engineer. She'd been working in the outer rim for the Alliance in the weeks leading up to Providence going dark, since she just graduated. She was sent to Providence to try and help figure out if it was an issue stemming from cultural problems or not and if possible, try to restore electricity to some degree. Equipment: Battle Armor Exosuit including a self-filtering re-breather if needed, plasma-heated katana, and a standard issue military pistol. Other:
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