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9 yrs ago
Forum: Roleplaying Discussion
The amount of unserious 1x1 partners that just disappears, claiming they'll be back at some unspecified point in time. Maybe I just have bad luck, but you'd think people knew how active they were going to be able to be a fucking week before disappearing. The really annoying part is how hard it is to remain positive and interested in the RP you were going to do. Sure, I can throw the unserious partners away like nothing and never consider doing anything with them again. That's easy to do, but it's not as easy to regain the inital interest I had in an RP I may have wanted to do for a while and they ruined. Just why.
People who don't bother reading your interest checks. I spelled out my standards clearly. What makes you think I'm going to change them for you? Sigh. There's more than one site to look for 1x1 partners on, and in many cases like that I'd rather just do something else.
People who lie to your face, and takes the first opportunity to do what they said they never would.
People who don't bother reading your interest checks. I spelled out my standards clearly. What makes you think I'm going to change them for you? Sigh. There's more than one site to look for 1x1 partners on, and in many cases like that I'd rather just do something else.
People who lie to your face, and takes the first opportunity to do what they said they never would.
Their days always seemed to end in the same pleasant fashion since she’d moved into Kasai’s apartment. She hoped it wouldn’t change too much now that they would be taking to the road and traveling the world. Adventure awaited them. It was unlikely that it wouldn’t affect and ultimately change them, even if just a little bit. Was their relationship strong enough to endure hardships? It was kind of how it had begun she supposed, but it wasn’t the same to seek comfort in the arms of another as it was to stick by that individual through thick and thin.
Avani awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. The taste of alcohol lingered in her mouth, and she had a slight headache. She felt incredibly lucky to have someone like Kasai that would cook for her, especially when she woke up with a hangover. It might be a bit of a pain in the ass to drive her motorcycle for too long if she wasn’t able to get rid off the budding headache. She knew a few tricks, but her preferred method was too just wake up and keep drinking. Few things worked as well against a hangover as remaining drunk.
She got out of the bed, didn’t bother getting dressed in anything else than underwear and headed into the living room where Kasai was sitting on the sofa. “Good morning, babe.” Avani said, after taking a seat next to her. “I could really use some water with breakfast to cure this minor hangover.” She wrapped her arms around Kasai and pressed herself against her, kissing her on the cheek. “But don’t worry, it’s not the first time I’ve driven a motorcycle with a hangover.”
She nuzzled her nose against Kasai’s neck, before relaxing, still rather tired despite what the time was. A moment passed without Avani saying a word, and it was uncertain whether she’d fallen asleep like that. “Did you hear anything from that reporter yet? Did we get in the paper?” She finally mumbled, half-asleep with her eyes closed. “I bet she screwed us over, probably didn’t even publish one of our good photos.”
Avani soon went silent again. The smells from the breakfast and being so close too Kasai made it feel a bit like home. Combined with still being tired and a minor headache she wasn’t all that eager to get going right away. They could probably spare a few hours before they left. They had no train to catch or schedule to keep. Maybe it would give the journalist a chance to publish something if she was even going too.
Avani awoke to the smell of breakfast cooking in the kitchen. The taste of alcohol lingered in her mouth, and she had a slight headache. She felt incredibly lucky to have someone like Kasai that would cook for her, especially when she woke up with a hangover. It might be a bit of a pain in the ass to drive her motorcycle for too long if she wasn’t able to get rid off the budding headache. She knew a few tricks, but her preferred method was too just wake up and keep drinking. Few things worked as well against a hangover as remaining drunk.
She got out of the bed, didn’t bother getting dressed in anything else than underwear and headed into the living room where Kasai was sitting on the sofa. “Good morning, babe.” Avani said, after taking a seat next to her. “I could really use some water with breakfast to cure this minor hangover.” She wrapped her arms around Kasai and pressed herself against her, kissing her on the cheek. “But don’t worry, it’s not the first time I’ve driven a motorcycle with a hangover.”
She nuzzled her nose against Kasai’s neck, before relaxing, still rather tired despite what the time was. A moment passed without Avani saying a word, and it was uncertain whether she’d fallen asleep like that. “Did you hear anything from that reporter yet? Did we get in the paper?” She finally mumbled, half-asleep with her eyes closed. “I bet she screwed us over, probably didn’t even publish one of our good photos.”
Avani soon went silent again. The smells from the breakfast and being so close too Kasai made it feel a bit like home. Combined with still being tired and a minor headache she wasn’t all that eager to get going right away. They could probably spare a few hours before they left. They had no train to catch or schedule to keep. Maybe it would give the journalist a chance to publish something if she was even going too.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Natalya was surprised by the stunt that Katya pulled before she even had a chance to carry out her own plan, most of all because the EV-RG4 Momentum Aegis slowed down and got thrown behind her AF-MP1 Xeikil. She hadn’t expected Katya to surrender the victory that easily, especially not to her. Maybe the Phoenix had miscalculated some part of whatever she’d had in mind. Either way, Natalya detached the wires that connected the harpoons to both vehicles.
“Wrong call, has-been.” Natalya laughed into the comms. “Got those upgraded, no more unwilling attachment to the target for me.” The upgrade she really wanted for her harpoon guns was two-directional targeting. One to connect with an opponent’s craft, and one to connect with someone else or a wall. Nat had learnt the hard way that firing harpoons without any fast way to detach the wires from herself was a horrible idea. It could put as much of an obstacle
She didn’t expect it would stop Katya or anyone of the others from coming. In fact, she’d seen everyone gang up on the leader in moments like these, and the last thing she needed was a few missiles blowing her to pieces. Nat quickly checked her inventory for what weapons she still had left, and luckily there was a few mines ready to be deployed.
“I’m more of a fan of explosions.” She responded to Katya’s comment about plasma, as she felt the barrage of plasma bringing her shields down. She didn’t have much of a visual interface in her craft anymore. It had been made unnecessary when she learnt how to interface directly with the AF-MP1 Xeikil. Her consciousness was everywhere. Nat unloaded all of the remaining mines at the same time onto the track, and fired her own plasma cannons at them. Yes, it would cause quite the explosion. No, it wasn’t something she’d be able to avoid entirely. The one advantage she had was that she was in front of the explosion, and it would propel her towards the finish line.
Natalya felt her shields go down as the mines exploded. She ignored it for a second, hoping they would restore themselves, and routed power to the Z4 boosters which resulted in a lovely green explosion of fire behind her. The increase in speed was a shock to the senses, but not as bad as it had been once. It got incredibly hot inside the Xeikil, but she didn’t care if her skin melted off. She’d replace that as well if it did.
As soon as she’d crossed the finish line, which went by in a flash after she’d combined an explosion with boosters, Nat made a status check on her craft. The rear engine had taken major damage due to her stunt, as had the hull, and the shields were still recovering. Everything else seemed to be in order. She wouldn’t be able to race again before she’d fixed up her engine and hull. She’d won though, right? It was hard to tell what happened when everything went up in flames around you. There were other crafts that had passed the finish line, but there was clear devastation on the track after the explosion as well.
She breathed out and slowed down, as she waited for the results to appear on the scoreboard or from the announcer. Her AF-MP1 Xeikil was still more intact than a number of other crafts she’d finished a race with. Nat installed all of the upgrades on her own, and did all the repairs. She’d always been interested in assisting the mechanics on her team, but ever since gaining the cyborg connection system it felt odd to have someone else work on her crafts. It was too personal, and she could tell better than them what the damage was anyway. Not to mention that sabotage was rather common when anyone could pay off a mechanic.
“Wrong call, has-been.” Natalya laughed into the comms. “Got those upgraded, no more unwilling attachment to the target for me.” The upgrade she really wanted for her harpoon guns was two-directional targeting. One to connect with an opponent’s craft, and one to connect with someone else or a wall. Nat had learnt the hard way that firing harpoons without any fast way to detach the wires from herself was a horrible idea. It could put as much of an obstacle
She didn’t expect it would stop Katya or anyone of the others from coming. In fact, she’d seen everyone gang up on the leader in moments like these, and the last thing she needed was a few missiles blowing her to pieces. Nat quickly checked her inventory for what weapons she still had left, and luckily there was a few mines ready to be deployed.
“I’m more of a fan of explosions.” She responded to Katya’s comment about plasma, as she felt the barrage of plasma bringing her shields down. She didn’t have much of a visual interface in her craft anymore. It had been made unnecessary when she learnt how to interface directly with the AF-MP1 Xeikil. Her consciousness was everywhere. Nat unloaded all of the remaining mines at the same time onto the track, and fired her own plasma cannons at them. Yes, it would cause quite the explosion. No, it wasn’t something she’d be able to avoid entirely. The one advantage she had was that she was in front of the explosion, and it would propel her towards the finish line.
Natalya felt her shields go down as the mines exploded. She ignored it for a second, hoping they would restore themselves, and routed power to the Z4 boosters which resulted in a lovely green explosion of fire behind her. The increase in speed was a shock to the senses, but not as bad as it had been once. It got incredibly hot inside the Xeikil, but she didn’t care if her skin melted off. She’d replace that as well if it did.
As soon as she’d crossed the finish line, which went by in a flash after she’d combined an explosion with boosters, Nat made a status check on her craft. The rear engine had taken major damage due to her stunt, as had the hull, and the shields were still recovering. Everything else seemed to be in order. She wouldn’t be able to race again before she’d fixed up her engine and hull. She’d won though, right? It was hard to tell what happened when everything went up in flames around you. There were other crafts that had passed the finish line, but there was clear devastation on the track after the explosion as well.
She breathed out and slowed down, as she waited for the results to appear on the scoreboard or from the announcer. Her AF-MP1 Xeikil was still more intact than a number of other crafts she’d finished a race with. Nat installed all of the upgrades on her own, and did all the repairs. She’d always been interested in assisting the mechanics on her team, but ever since gaining the cyborg connection system it felt odd to have someone else work on her crafts. It was too personal, and she could tell better than them what the damage was anyway. Not to mention that sabotage was rather common when anyone could pay off a mechanic.
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Ever since the accident that destroyed most of her upper torso, her arms, a leg, and replaced them with cyborg parts she’d been one with the vehicle she drove. She could feel every part of it as if it had become her own body. The air around her and the ground below was more tangible than they’d been before. Thankfully, the pain receptors had never been implemented in her robotic parts. Someone could rip her arm off and she wouldn’t feel it. It was not standard procedure, pain does serve as a warning system, but she’d wanted it so she could race again. They’d told her that she shouldn’t, that there was no point for her to continue her career as a racer. Natalya had had enough money to live a life of some luxury for the rest of her days, but she’d spent the majority of it on the best cyborg parts she could afford.
Now she was finally back on the track, next to her enemy and speeding towards the finish line. Nat had kept a couple of her plasma cannons firing on the Phoenix’s vehicle for a while, but her shields appeared to have more stamina in them than she’d initially expected. The rear cannons were firing on everyone behind her, attempting to keep them at bay. It was doubtful anyone would be deterred by it for much longer when they were all nearing the finish line. They would get desperate, even though she’d already taken out at least two other racers in this race alone.
She noticed the Phoenix gaining speed, and heard Katya’s voice taunting her over the comms. “A few hundred years, and you’re still using ancient insults. Maybe you should get with the times.” All of her plasma cannons were aimed at the Phoenix’s rear, which should open a hole in the shields and give her a chance to use her harpoons. If she timed it right after hitting it with a harpoon, she should be able to carry out a maneuver that would spin the Phoenix’s vehicle around into the other racers. It’d require a lot from the Valkyr for her to win after such a stunt, but she’d rather make Katya lose than watch her win. The fans would love it as much as if either of them had won, maybe even more if it was played right in the media.
When she thought she saw the shields begin to give under the pressure her plasma cannons were putting on them, Nat aimed both of the harpoons at the spot they’d been firing at. It was tempting to shout an insult back at Katya at that moment, but she didn’t want her to realize what she was doing. She fired the harpoons and waited for them to connect, before she would try to execute the maneuver to spin them both around, then detach herself from the Phoenix when she had been turned the wrong way.
Now she was finally back on the track, next to her enemy and speeding towards the finish line. Nat had kept a couple of her plasma cannons firing on the Phoenix’s vehicle for a while, but her shields appeared to have more stamina in them than she’d initially expected. The rear cannons were firing on everyone behind her, attempting to keep them at bay. It was doubtful anyone would be deterred by it for much longer when they were all nearing the finish line. They would get desperate, even though she’d already taken out at least two other racers in this race alone.
She noticed the Phoenix gaining speed, and heard Katya’s voice taunting her over the comms. “A few hundred years, and you’re still using ancient insults. Maybe you should get with the times.” All of her plasma cannons were aimed at the Phoenix’s rear, which should open a hole in the shields and give her a chance to use her harpoons. If she timed it right after hitting it with a harpoon, she should be able to carry out a maneuver that would spin the Phoenix’s vehicle around into the other racers. It’d require a lot from the Valkyr for her to win after such a stunt, but she’d rather make Katya lose than watch her win. The fans would love it as much as if either of them had won, maybe even more if it was played right in the media.
When she thought she saw the shields begin to give under the pressure her plasma cannons were putting on them, Nat aimed both of the harpoons at the spot they’d been firing at. It was tempting to shout an insult back at Katya at that moment, but she didn’t want her to realize what she was doing. She fired the harpoons and waited for them to connect, before she would try to execute the maneuver to spin them both around, then detach herself from the Phoenix when she had been turned the wrong way.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Name: Natalya "Nat" Saber
Nickname: Valkyr
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Place of Birth: Spacestation Andraste, Mars
Personality & Bio: Natalya is a destructive adrenaline junkie, more prone to anger and violence than philosophical discussion. She's reckless and a danger to everyone when she's behind the wheel of any vehicle, including herself. It became particularly apparent after she'd been in a nasty crash that cost her several parts of her human body, only to resume racing a little less than a year later with new cyborg parts. Nat loves her fans and isn't all that self-centred when compared to some of the other famous racers. She's known to take more time than most for fan events or signing authographs, and she's never been hostile to a fan of her own. There's been several incidents where she taunted fans of other races though, especially the Phoenix's. She'd claim it is part of the show. Natalya had great reflexes before the accident which were improved even further by a cyborg body and the ability to interface directly with her vehicle.
Nat got her nickname when she clawed her way to the top. She seemed to be on a warpath, taking out most in her way with force rather than speed. She's become one of the Queens of Armageddon together with the Phoenix, someone she used to know. Their hatred and rivalry is what keeps her such a popular favourite in the eyes of the fans, and that's what matters. Not the money, not the past.
Racing Craft Sheet:
Name: Custom AF-MP1 Xeikil Class Racer Mk4
Engine: 2x Nova X8 StarBlast with Z4 boosters.
Max Speed: 830 Mph
Shielding: 2x Dronios V 3.0 Shield System.
Armament:
4x Furyx MRA Close Range Plasma Cannons.
2x Long Range Xenya Harpoon Guns with detachable wires.
1x Venyarm IX7 Mine Deployer.
1x MythTech Medusa Class EMP Missile.
Misc: Flares, Chaff, Cyborg Connection System and Ejection Pod.
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