Expendable

Imaginarium: Be Careful What You Think Of

Reminds me of the start of this book.

This college student is dreaming about this ancient medieval city - it's night and everyone around her is in a panic as something is banging on the other side of these huge metal doors. People stream by without seeing her. Then these guards dressed in black appear, swords drawn, followed by this old man clearly respected by the guards. And as his eyes sweep across the crowd, he locks eyes with her and can clearly see her. He sheaths his sword and starts saying something as he approaches, trying to keep her calm - and she wakes up.

The stones under her are cold and people are panicking at this young woman wearing a cowboy shirt who just suddenly appeared in front of them, and she looks up at the old man and asks, "This isn't a dream, is it?"

She returns to the dream, and returns a couple of times.

Once she's just running over some rocks, being chased by something and knowing if she trips, she's dead. Only when she does trip, she wakes up in bed - but her feet are hurting. They're all cut up by the rocks.

The next night, she wakes up, believing she forgot to lock the front door. Only what she finds is the wizard from the first dream sitting in her kitchen.

Dark Space - A Mecha-Focused Space Opera RP (RP Suspended)

“Yeah, I'm in a real military now, huh..?” The Anhur took a slow breath as she breathed deeply, her tail flicking softly behind her. Mnn. She wanted to let her tail free, but she'd been scolded for her loose fur getting in the machines, before. It flicked back and forth, agitated by the confines of her suit.

@CitrusArms

"Yeah," John replied, taking in Lay’arra's appearance, then offering his hand in a handshake. "Welcome aboard. I'm John Tyrell, but my callsign is 'Blackjack'. Mine's that unit over there."

He pointed to his Zacarias-Geiger unit. "Probably the most unimpressive machine in here. That's the army, no thrills."

"So, which one do you pilot?"

Empire of the Clouds

Chrstina Ferrari

Character Description

Name: Christina (Visconti) Ferarri
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Nationality: Calarian
Appearance:

appearance

This girl makes you think of a dangerous bird of prey. She has round green eyes that are like two chunks of jade. Her fine, straight, brown hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a turtle's shell. She is very tall and has an amazonian build. Her skin is tanned. She has a large mouth.

Her wardrobe is practical. Cotton batiste camisole and drawers, wool socks, good brown leather work boots, Khaki drill shirt, tan khaki overall suit, brown cassimere cap (golf style), horsehide work gauntlets, black sweater with leather patches on shoulders & elbows; Turkey red bandanas (x2), sheepskin coat, sheepskin hunter's cap, goggles.

Personal Effects:

On her person

Ladies' Nickel watch (4H12282)
Pathfinder Brass Compass (6H5230)
Police Call Whistle (6H4471)
Steamboat Playing Cards (49H160)
Vest pocket Memorandum Book (3H955?)
Pencils x3 (3H13450)
Three-Blade Electricians' or Mechanics' knife (6H17154)
Brass Knuckles

Brown cowhide traveling bag (33H1271)

Tin of hard candy (local)

14-piece Handy Tools in a canvas roll(9H55045)

Machinists' hammer; combination plies, wire cutter & screwdriver; Button pattern pliers; flat mill file, wood file handle with ferrule; screw wrench 9 1/2 hinches; Quick acting Pipe or Rod wrench, screwdriver, 2 forged steel engineer's wrenches, 1/2, 5/8, 3/4, 7/8 inch openings; forged steel cold chisel, 5/8 inch cut; round punch 5 1/2 inches, small bundle of copper wires, assorted size cotter pins; all in a well-made canvas roll with leather straps.

Hunting Knife (6H4513)
38-Caliber Automatic Pistol (8 shot) with extra magazine (6H1503)
38-Caliber Automatic Smokeless Cartridges with metal patched bullets (box/50 x2) (6H2580)
Book, True Detective Stories (3H1856)
Gold coins inside leather poker chip tubes.

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Background:

What is your job Mechanic

Backstory: Born to the Visconti Merchant family, she had been playing with Fosca, the daughter of Nicola Ferrari, local blacksmith and family friend, he had spent time with the merchant fleet. As Nicola was bringing her home, they found her father and mother were being dragged out of the house by the communists, then shot in the street.

Nicola picked her up and whispered in her ear, "Remember, you are now Christina Ferrari, niece."

She began spending time in his workshop, helping him alongside his sons, Vittore and Martino. Then the communists came for the teens, to induct them into the people's infantry.

Christina, like the other men and women, learned to march, to polish her boots, to shoot a rifle, to fight unarmed and with a knife. Then when that was done, their basic training unit was broken up to join other units. Some of the women in their group were sent to become nurses. Fosca and Christina, however, were taught how to drive and repair the people's trucks, built in their factories. Once they were graded as satisfactory, they were granted permission to go home before their next assignment.

Nicola told them they'd missed Vittore and Martino, who had been there the previous week. He, too, was worried about the build-up of soldiers and was convinced the communists intended to invade their neighbor. Christina decided to escape. There was a secret escape tunnel her parents never had a chance to use. She used it to get into the house, inside its hollow walls, and retrieve her father's secret stash. Christina provided half of it to Nicola and Fosca, carefully hiding the rest on her person.

Back at their camp, Christina began driving the relief truck along the line. However, the people's truck would frequently break down. One night after it again had broken down, she sent the men up ahead to continue relieving the border guards, telling them she'd pick them up eventually when the truck was fixed. When they were out of sight, she then snuck across the boarder and surrendered herself to the Inburian soldiers, who were surprised she could speak their language, one of several her father had taught her.

It turned out that she was not the first Calarian to cross those lines to warn them. They took her rifle and sent her to the capital. As it happened, Generoso Rubino, one of the few friends of her father to escape the purge was living there and vouched for her. However, it seemed to her that nobody was taking the threat seriously. Nor could she sit around making idle talk with other ex-pats, that was no longer her life. So she got a job with the company building and maintaining the Inburian Zeppelins and began to prepare to escape should the Communists invade.

Umbra Rose Condos

Here's a legit question for all, well most.

How tall is your character?
I've got the heights of a few people from their CS but there are others who didn't mention it and I'd like to know if Iris is going to be looking straight on, down, or up at your character lol

@BunniesOfDoom

Let's call it 5' 9" in his compressed form.

Umbra Rose Condos

@Expendable Ryū rolls her eyes, "Wuss".

@Red Wizard

Qaymu: Keep your paws off my Amish, Ryū.

Umbra Rose Condos

Jeez, you're all so sad! Everyones just SAD!
Velvet's sad, Suzy's sad, Theria's sad that Suzy's sad, Qaymu's sad, Iris is sad, Max is... Well, Max is always sad, but in a different way. Ya'll sad!

Why can't you guys be more like Ryu and ENJOY life? You know, sleep for a few centuries, gobble up some knights, roast some village(r)s, use a volcano as your toilet. You know? Carefree and stronk liek ox!

... Also, just outta curiosity, do you folks prefer horse skewers, or horse haunches? Asking for a friend.

@Xaltwind

Eat humans? This isn't the 16th century anymore! They're so bloated with fats and toxins, they're disgusting. Haven't you heard what happened to Nessie? About the only decent ones out there are the true vegetarians. You gotta eat organic if you want to make it to the next millennium.

Empire of the Clouds - A Zepellin Crew RP

looks fun.

Umbra Rose Condos

Seeing as how in Alphonse's lore I had Death create the Mothmen, I think it's a very normal thing for Death to be an NPC in this. And Alphonse would definitely be very well acquainted with Death. Maybe even friends.

@Morgannis

Yup, it would be shocking if Alphonse couldn't see him.

So, what does one give Death on their birthday? Does Death have hobbies?

Umbra Rose Condos

<Snipped quote by Expendable>

What if it's something like, if you've brought a lot of death or seen enough of it, you can sense his presence? That could be interesting. With each death you encounter, you grow a stronger and stronger sense of him? Just a possibility.

@BunniesOfDoom

It's possible. Some might have an innate ability to see Death. And the way Qaymu sees death may not be the way others see them.

Umbra Rose Condos

@Expendable
Is your dude just casually chatting up death?

@BunniesOfDoom

I cleared it beforehand with Dragonydas, Death is now an NPC.
He never speaks, you just know what he's saying without actually hearing it.

Players will have to decide for themselves if their character can see Death or not. I suspect Velvet & Suzy can.

Death may pop in simply as a reminder to long-lived characters that they themselves are not immortal.

Expendable with the Monty Python "and now for sometime completely different"

Only it's totally somber and not a comedy bit.

Casual chat with death, huh? Not something you normally associate with dragons. Interesting.

@CitrusArms

I doubt there's many dragons Death would want to talk to, there's so few who could see Death. They've sorta bumped into each other over the years. Qaymu is often left wondering why Death chose to visit. He may check for knights outside his door.

There's an old movie over here which tells the tale of a knight during the Black Plague-period, and he ends up playing chess with Death. He does this on a bet that if he wins, he gets to live. But if Death wings, he - and all his retainers and family - all get scythed.

... He doesn't win...

... Qaymu doesn't have a chessboard in his hoard, right...?

@Xaltwind

Several in the games chest. Including a roll-up board with disks for each of the pieces from a WW2 Red Cross parcel. They do play, sometimes, but never for stakes.

Death is an incredible player of many games of chance and strategy.

I'm drawing a blank on how to make a reply post with enough meat on the bones. The pressure of not having posted for five days due to work is making me lose focus. Bear with me

@Silver Carrot

I think she might be pining for more freedom to move about, myself. It's a good-sized courtyard, but still confining I would think. If there was only some place she might go?

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I don't think she need to use it in quite the same way as Castela does.

Has she had breakfast, yet? perhaps new companions can join her for a bite.