... So why does Socialist Alaska have more soldiers than it does people?
And how come diesel somehow works in space now? given y'know, a lack of oxygen?
And how come diesel somehow works in space now? given y'know, a lack of oxygen?
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I should be getting up a profile soon enough, I'm just a little busy right now, hopefully I should have something finished enough for acceptance by Friday.
Also, you don't happen to have a decent plain map of Mars do you? I'm struggling to find an adequate one.
Also, you don't happen to have a decent plain map of Mars do you? I'm struggling to find an adequate one.
Yep, but please consider that terraforming Mars takes a long time, so don't make it hasty for the sake of making yourself a planetary superpower.
I'm aware, really I was planning on approaching it over a course of a fair few decades, to show how it's slowly developing, was planning on looking up terraforming theory in order to keep it relatively realistic. On top of that, I doubt I'd ever become a planetary superpower, mostly due colonists being my rarest resource due to my distance from Earth, and a lack of interest in inhabiting a dustball. :P
Hi there, I'm interested in joining, but I wondering whether I could control part of Mars instead of earth, running a nation which started as a colonial project by a bunch of international conglomerates and which has since gone rogue and declared independence. population would consist of welsh and scottish expats in the process of colonising and terraforming mars, whilst nervously watching the powers back on earth's growing interest in colonising and dominating other planets.
The battle had begun, and now, just like everyone else, Lilith was deep in the thick of it.
When the signal was given she’d shifted mid-run, her endless coils of erupting from her body and ploughing up the ground in thick clods of wet dirt. A few blasts of fire and other elemental magic had been launched desperately at them as they had approached – a last attempt to counter the furious tide of the ambush set upon the Endolans.
In the end, it had little no effect.
Her heavy shield had absorbed most of their attacks as they thumped against it, and now with her eyes glinting in bloodlust, she had smashed into the assembled ranks of her enemies with utter fury.
The first before her seemed to be some sort of Minotaur; she barely gave his surprised face a glance before brought the edge of her shield down upon his neck with an audible crunch, followed by a series of pops as her rolling coils pressed his limp corpse deeper into the soft earth. Other demons were less caught off guard and began running, assailing her with a series of energy blasts or distractions which caused her to hiss in pain. Her coils swung around blindly as she attempted to smash them with her sheer weight, but she merely grazed thin air with them, the demons were too quick for her.
Something suddenly loomed out to the right of her, and she barely managed to bring her shield up in time to be sent flying by the club of an irate giant. For a moment, it seemed as if she’d achieved momentary flight, her many coils twirling through the air as she was lobbed haphazardly across the battlefield. For a moment it seemed as if time had slowed to nothing. Her vision clarified, blood red eyes taking in her surroundings in an instant which lasted an eternity. Around her the sea of bodies boiled and seethed in discordant fury as shifter took on shifter in a all out chaotic brawl of blood and violence. It was almost beautiful in its own way.
The solid ground soon ended any more philosophical musing she might have had on it.
Quickly re-establishing herself she lifted her shield again as the giant charged towards her and attempted to club her to death. There was an almighty thump, audible even in battle, as the heavy mace smashed against the front of it, causing her arm to ache under the weight of the attack. Before he managed to raise his weapon again she brought her own weapon to bare, smashing the War falchion into the giants ankle, carving through the tough skin in the process and embedding it deep into the bone. With a roar the giant stumbled, and she barely had time to get out the way before being crushed by one of the beasts thighs.
Taking advantage of the overwhelming pain, she crawled her way up the giant’s body, coils rolling across his middle and tightening, forcing the air out of his lungs in the process. With a snarl she ripped her falchion out of the giant’s leg, causing his agonised screams to become a shriek of pain and rage. As she climbed up his chest she felt him claw into her tail with long nails, breaking some of her scales off in the process and bloodying her lower body, with effort she maintained her calm and continued upwards until she reached his shoulder. With another powerful swing she brought the blade down upon his shoulder muscle. Another roar of pain echoed across the mountain pass, but she felt her blade catch in the flesh in the process as the giant tensed. She was so focused on dragging it out; she didn’t even notice the closed fist of the giant come down upon her.
If she’d been taking the full weight of the hit, she undoubtedly would have had her neck broken, luckily for her she’d been behind the giants shoulder and had limited the swing in the process. Blood poured down her face as her helmet and falchion went flying from her grasp, the helmet disappearing into the torrents of fire and blood which continually erupted below them. She brought her hand to her face in shock and felt it come away hot and red.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at it, even as she felt the giant tightened his grasp around her coils and begin to tear her off; once again, her lack of attention had nearly been the death of her.
This time however, she was saved by rogue chance.
With a whoosh of flame a massive orb of energy crashed straight into the giants face, causing the Titan to stumble and loose his grip. With a start from her reverie, Lilith’s attention was brought back to the battle at hand; beneath her tides of soldiers fought and died, and she could see many Demons coordinate an attack of the giant’s leg, causing her to stumble. With him distracted, she took the opening he gave her.
With a scream of primal fury, her eyes physically aglow with Lamian bloodlust, she buried her fangs straight into the giant’s jugular. She felt him howl as she tightened herself around his middle, venom pumping through her mouth and polluting his blood with its toxic cargo load. She felt him scrabble for her again, trying to grab her and rip her off, but she was having none of that. With her mouth currently occupied her arms thrust themselves upward and grabbed his face, and once they’d found the bastards eyes, dug her taloned thumbs straight into the sensitive flesh.
The Titan screamed in agony and began flailing wildly; with a malevolent growl she loosened her coils across his chest and launched herself off, but before ripping a jagged hole out his jugular in the process. Blood splattered her face and chest as she fell from his shoulders and plummeted to the earth, soaking her armour sanguine as it splashed across her. She hit the earth like a rock, smashing into the ground heavily and probably crushing someone in the process.
She was stunned for a few seconds as she got up, her vision blurring slightly as she struggled to get a grip on her surroundings. She licked her lips and came away with the taste of iron in her mouth… but for some reason that didn’t seem like such a bad thing…
It tasted… good.
Her senses seemed to heighten as the drug-like flavour of blood filled her mind and senses, causing everything to clarify in pure undiluted detail. A sudden hunger erupted inside her, a hunger she hadn’t felt before, a need… a need for more blood. She looked around and her eyes sharpened on a prostrate figure with a recognisable blade in its side.
The Fae was screaming in agony as she pulled the blade out of its body. She screamed even more when her metal clad fist came down and smashed into her face, pulverising brain matter and bone into so much red paste.
Wiping more of the quickly coagulating blood off her face with a serpentine tongue, she turned to find something else to kill and was surprised to be surrounded by demons frozen in horror at the sight of the blood coated Lamia with glowing red eyes dispose of a giant, plummet like a brick, get up and murder a Fae without even so much as pausing.
For what seemed like an hour they just stared at each other. Then she began to smile, and hefted her weapon into position. Beyond them, she saw the giant stumble around screaming as more and more blood ruptured from its neck, before it smashed into the ground with a cataclysmic boom as it lost consciousness.
Meanwhile, the hunger had returned.
“So…” she said, mouth salivating at the prospect, eyeing up the demons with almost cannibalistic starvation, “whose next?”
She thought she saw one soil himself as she went in for the kill on the group, her jaws spread wide and eyes filled with bloodlust.
Ready for the kill.
When the signal was given she’d shifted mid-run, her endless coils of erupting from her body and ploughing up the ground in thick clods of wet dirt. A few blasts of fire and other elemental magic had been launched desperately at them as they had approached – a last attempt to counter the furious tide of the ambush set upon the Endolans.
In the end, it had little no effect.
Her heavy shield had absorbed most of their attacks as they thumped against it, and now with her eyes glinting in bloodlust, she had smashed into the assembled ranks of her enemies with utter fury.
The first before her seemed to be some sort of Minotaur; she barely gave his surprised face a glance before brought the edge of her shield down upon his neck with an audible crunch, followed by a series of pops as her rolling coils pressed his limp corpse deeper into the soft earth. Other demons were less caught off guard and began running, assailing her with a series of energy blasts or distractions which caused her to hiss in pain. Her coils swung around blindly as she attempted to smash them with her sheer weight, but she merely grazed thin air with them, the demons were too quick for her.
Something suddenly loomed out to the right of her, and she barely managed to bring her shield up in time to be sent flying by the club of an irate giant. For a moment, it seemed as if she’d achieved momentary flight, her many coils twirling through the air as she was lobbed haphazardly across the battlefield. For a moment it seemed as if time had slowed to nothing. Her vision clarified, blood red eyes taking in her surroundings in an instant which lasted an eternity. Around her the sea of bodies boiled and seethed in discordant fury as shifter took on shifter in a all out chaotic brawl of blood and violence. It was almost beautiful in its own way.
The solid ground soon ended any more philosophical musing she might have had on it.
Quickly re-establishing herself she lifted her shield again as the giant charged towards her and attempted to club her to death. There was an almighty thump, audible even in battle, as the heavy mace smashed against the front of it, causing her arm to ache under the weight of the attack. Before he managed to raise his weapon again she brought her own weapon to bare, smashing the War falchion into the giants ankle, carving through the tough skin in the process and embedding it deep into the bone. With a roar the giant stumbled, and she barely had time to get out the way before being crushed by one of the beasts thighs.
Taking advantage of the overwhelming pain, she crawled her way up the giant’s body, coils rolling across his middle and tightening, forcing the air out of his lungs in the process. With a snarl she ripped her falchion out of the giant’s leg, causing his agonised screams to become a shriek of pain and rage. As she climbed up his chest she felt him claw into her tail with long nails, breaking some of her scales off in the process and bloodying her lower body, with effort she maintained her calm and continued upwards until she reached his shoulder. With another powerful swing she brought the blade down upon his shoulder muscle. Another roar of pain echoed across the mountain pass, but she felt her blade catch in the flesh in the process as the giant tensed. She was so focused on dragging it out; she didn’t even notice the closed fist of the giant come down upon her.
If she’d been taking the full weight of the hit, she undoubtedly would have had her neck broken, luckily for her she’d been behind the giants shoulder and had limited the swing in the process. Blood poured down her face as her helmet and falchion went flying from her grasp, the helmet disappearing into the torrents of fire and blood which continually erupted below them. She brought her hand to her face in shock and felt it come away hot and red.
Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at it, even as she felt the giant tightened his grasp around her coils and begin to tear her off; once again, her lack of attention had nearly been the death of her.
This time however, she was saved by rogue chance.
With a whoosh of flame a massive orb of energy crashed straight into the giants face, causing the Titan to stumble and loose his grip. With a start from her reverie, Lilith’s attention was brought back to the battle at hand; beneath her tides of soldiers fought and died, and she could see many Demons coordinate an attack of the giant’s leg, causing her to stumble. With him distracted, she took the opening he gave her.
With a scream of primal fury, her eyes physically aglow with Lamian bloodlust, she buried her fangs straight into the giant’s jugular. She felt him howl as she tightened herself around his middle, venom pumping through her mouth and polluting his blood with its toxic cargo load. She felt him scrabble for her again, trying to grab her and rip her off, but she was having none of that. With her mouth currently occupied her arms thrust themselves upward and grabbed his face, and once they’d found the bastards eyes, dug her taloned thumbs straight into the sensitive flesh.
The Titan screamed in agony and began flailing wildly; with a malevolent growl she loosened her coils across his chest and launched herself off, but before ripping a jagged hole out his jugular in the process. Blood splattered her face and chest as she fell from his shoulders and plummeted to the earth, soaking her armour sanguine as it splashed across her. She hit the earth like a rock, smashing into the ground heavily and probably crushing someone in the process.
She was stunned for a few seconds as she got up, her vision blurring slightly as she struggled to get a grip on her surroundings. She licked her lips and came away with the taste of iron in her mouth… but for some reason that didn’t seem like such a bad thing…
It tasted… good.
Her senses seemed to heighten as the drug-like flavour of blood filled her mind and senses, causing everything to clarify in pure undiluted detail. A sudden hunger erupted inside her, a hunger she hadn’t felt before, a need… a need for more blood. She looked around and her eyes sharpened on a prostrate figure with a recognisable blade in its side.
The Fae was screaming in agony as she pulled the blade out of its body. She screamed even more when her metal clad fist came down and smashed into her face, pulverising brain matter and bone into so much red paste.
Wiping more of the quickly coagulating blood off her face with a serpentine tongue, she turned to find something else to kill and was surprised to be surrounded by demons frozen in horror at the sight of the blood coated Lamia with glowing red eyes dispose of a giant, plummet like a brick, get up and murder a Fae without even so much as pausing.
For what seemed like an hour they just stared at each other. Then she began to smile, and hefted her weapon into position. Beyond them, she saw the giant stumble around screaming as more and more blood ruptured from its neck, before it smashed into the ground with a cataclysmic boom as it lost consciousness.
Meanwhile, the hunger had returned.
“So…” she said, mouth salivating at the prospect, eyeing up the demons with almost cannibalistic starvation, “whose next?”
She thought she saw one soil himself as she went in for the kill on the group, her jaws spread wide and eyes filled with bloodlust.
Ready for the kill.
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Though Arcaedos "the giant machine person" is physically based for now, he will be diverging into the future into more diverse and utility based skills. He's not a killer, and rarely a "fighter" in most general terms. Think less Hulk and more Bambi. In fact, Bambi is probably more aggressive than Arcaedos is...
I was more just pointing out that saying having two stealth based characters created imbalance didn't make much sense in terms of an argument, given we've got our three heavy hitters/armoured tanks wandering around without argument, not stating that all three characters fit under one banner. In fact that what was what I was directly arguing against, the usage of overly broad categories.
Regardless, whatever issue existed has been resolved. I figure we should let it be now.
I never complained, I just found it strange. I'm used to DnD groups having one dedicated backstabbing character. There was also the fact that people were clamoring for a dedicated healer too, but I digress.
Eh, you were lacking a token "evil" team member as well, and healing people whilst they charge off and have all the fun has never been my sort of thing. Maybe something/someone will turn up, otherwise we better stock up on healing potions.
I didn't know that GM approved it. Well if he's cool with it, then fine. I just think this is like having 3 healers in a party of four or five; a bit imbalanced.
I don't quite follow, there is two of something vaguely similar and suddenly its unbalanced? the same could be said for Mono's Berserker the Paladin, and the giant machine person, as all could be put in the general class of "Fighter", but I don't see any complaints about that.
I meant a rogue in DnD terms; a character who specializes in stabbing backs for high damage, like my character does. It's just weird to have two characters like that in a group this small.
Besides, you should have first posted your sheet here in the OOC for approval before posting it in the character tab.
I sent it via private message to the GM, he approved it, I posted it in the character section once any necessary corrections were made.
And I guess that's true if we're using very broad terms, the classes of Assassin and Rogue are technically two different things in D&D however.
Another rogue, huh? That's an odd choice.
Rogues steal from people, Alexander murders them.
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