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9 yrs ago
If there are RPs/PM's I need to reply to- I am working on it, I'm a little overladen in life atm. I haven't forgotten about you :)
9 yrs ago
Aaand back.
9 yrs ago
ALERT- I'm going AFK for a week, anyone that sees this on here, I won't be about to respond, this is to both 1x1s/RPs.

Bio

I've RP'd for the best part of over 14 years now here on the Guild, and particularly like military settings, both contemporary, past and near future. I have even dabbled in a little more experimental RPs, as well as created a plethora of 1x1s over my time in the guild. I like creating RPs with a distinct flavour- and often shift between narrative-led RPs to semi-randomised plots.

I'm pretty flexible and try and get back to people on ideas and responses, but sometimes, I may become very busy and it will take some time till I am un-busy- though I always come back!

Most Recent Posts

@Starlance

Love it- accepted, and send to Chars please!
@Enzayne

Not too late- jump on in and create a character when ready!

Also- I will be publishing which teams are taken in the first post, and tomorrow, adding a bit more to do with the feeling of what it's like to blast at high speed, and the wider culture of race-day. Whilst it's a digital sport, there's certainly a fan experience and as a pilot, you get the glitz and glamour of VIP!
Iceberg Ahoy


Fireteam Viking


0600 Local Time


Tahlia Harris


With the party in full spectrum, Enri was hacking, Javi was driving, and now, Tahlia had control of the 20mm cannon. Blasting away at a distant set of machine gun posts and a hut at the shore, it dissolved, as did a series of enemies next to it, the blasting of CIWM from the AA guns that Enri had hacked, as well as Jamie literally on the roof sending more fire towards the shoreline, blasting apart defences, fortifications and positions that the various Marines were trying to take. The power of about two of them alone was ripping the enemy a new one, let alone the 20mm that felt like it could barely keep up. A stomp indicated Jamie needed more boom.

"Jesus...." Tahlia called, sighing as she leaned back, off the tablet, and reached over. The enormous pods were basically the size of her top half, and weighed about more than that too. She hoisted herself to the door, yelling upwards at the giant on the roof.

"HERE! Fuck me, send for effect you big bastard!" Tahlia yelled, the enormous pods like picking up a ridiculously heavy cinderblock, barely hoisting it up and passing it into hand, with two up. The howling wind and speed cut to silence when the door shut again.

Back to the tablet, Tahlia refocussed the targets and clapped a couple more UTVs on the shore, seeing them pull around onto the south, up near a headland, and into position for a flank. Javi pulled the hovercraft around onto the far shore, picked a slot to slow down for a moment..
"Point Alpha, Tahlia. Your stop!" The Mexican called, as the Kiwi nodded, looking at the door and with it, knowing Javi wouldn't stop, clumsily pulled the door open again and bailed out.

With a slick roll, the ghillie-suited Kiwi burst into run, the first she'd done in years, her anatomical self back to some sort of normality as the hovercraft blasted through the sandy dunes and directly towards the southern flank of the base, as Javi hit the speed.

The hovercraft was accelerating fast over ground, leaping over a couple of rough sections of dune, dodging a couple of RPGs, as Javi let the turret go into automatic, a risky move considering the hacking that Enri was up to, but well, it made sense enough here that their own gun was probably protected by a manual override at least, right? The cannon did its part, picking up enemies and making light work of the smaller checkpoints, the cavernous strip mine visible to their north, but the mine itself being avoided on their route in.

Tahlia had the chance to move through brambly thicket, finding a spot among a particularly dense sector of it on the headland, with enough of an escape route if shit really hit the fan. Laying herself in, she caught her breath and pushed her rifle into position, bipod set, optic covers removed, and magazine, click, loaded.

"In position. Huscarl Actual, what's the status?" Tahlia asked, Huscarl being the comms callsign for the commander of the combined Marine force, a nice direct line indeed to be holding considering the all-out warfare going on further along the coast.

"This is Huscarl, we're advancing but taking heavy resistance. You better get whatever you spooks are looking for!" The response was succinct, Tahlia chuckling.

"Taniwha copies. We're hunting good." With it, she flicked the bolt back, watching the joyous three accelerate towards the comms tower, on an outcrop to the south of the base, near a small command centre and grouping of cabins. A bit of snow was left, but it was fairly industrial looking, bar the command post itself as a highly modernised set of stacked shipping containers, and the large antenna next to it, an amped up looking cellphone-styled transmitter with a serious array of components on it.

"Eyes on you. Javi, pull yourself back once you drop off Scion. Outflaw, go cover to cover and keep yourself scarce, I'll cover your six, Scion clears anything to your front. He's got a whole lot of ass to kick." Tahlia knew Enri would be uncomfortable with the idea, but then again, this tower wasn't something to hack from afar. It needed direct access, and turning the repeater into a jammer would take some technical knowledge.

"Copy, Taniwha. In position at Waymarker Bravo now."

Which kept things spicy as Javi pulled away with the hovercraft after dropping the two off, as a cluster of enemies moved out from the command centre. All well armoured, well armed, and a couple of exos there too. The 20mm cannon could take on the adjacent couple of VABs and pepper them with fire, but the soft targets, well, that was Jamie's domain.

"Well, fuck. Scion, I'll swat the fast movers, rest are yours, Outflaw, you may want to bring some heat too!" Tahlia called, the resistance here a bit heavier than expected, but no doubt, Enri could still bring the pain from afar in, and Jamie could go all analogue on them. A couple of the enemies weren't quite heavies, but their exos clearly indicated they'd take a little more fire, as Tahlia picked up a bead on target one....and blasted, clattering out of the sky with a satisfying clink.




Skybound!


Fireteam Icarus


Skye Rosalind Lyons

Athena Anna Kanataario

Purna Chai Gurung


Ditching the wingpacks, the weight felt lighter off their backs, and well, they had the opportunity to set up for the next phase. Running through the internals of a tight, claustrophobic blimp high in the sky.

Oliver's comment made Skye chuckle, shrugging.
"Well. I'll let you figure that out. This bit is pressurised. I'd keep your oxygen on in case we get a hull breach." Skye added, respiring through her own mask, knowing that well, it wasn't perfect, but it was at least better than what they'd run into before. The murmuring got closer and closer, and with it, Skye got her FNX ready.

Silence wasn't going to last long, but for now, this work could do, as one of the guards cleared the apareture, with Skye cleaning one with a couple of headshots, before dicing the next, Athena grabbing his body given her proximity and throwing one of the men straight at man three, with almost a comical effect, like someone had picked up a 80kg weight and just thrown it at someone, sending him slumped. Skye used the remainder of the mag to clip him, sighing as she looked to Athena.
"Jesus. You have a flair for the dramatic, Valkyrie?" Skye asked, the larger blonde shrugging, her shit-eating grin visible through her oxygen mask.
"I mean, what was I supposed to do, spray him? Thought precision was your department?" Athena called back, Skye sighing, and dragging the bodies out of the light, Athena just hurling the other out of the way.

With that done, it was time to get out of here, with the door at the end representing their way through. More voices could be heard on the other side, as Skye looked back to the others.
"Schematics are relatively poor. But, from what we know, server's up on the next level. This might be our Sol Hestia store here." Skye added, as she drew the pistol close, Athena bounding over, Skye nodding. This was not one to hack, given it was unlocked, but Skye knew Athena stood a better chance of going straight in than anyone.

"All yours, Valkyrie."

With it, Athena pushed, and drawing her MAC-10s, kicked the first man into another, blasting rounds into them, Skye rushing behind and clattering a third man, before getting shoved herself with the sound of him yelling. On the floor, the man tried to dive onto Skye, though was comically yeeted off and with a satisfying crunch into a nearby wall like a ragdoll by Athena.
"Thanks." Skye replied, Athena pulling up.
"Now who's complaining about drama?" The mid-Atlantic voice replied, as Skye shrugged off the push, knowing this was about to go down. They had hit the silent alarm from what she could tell on their comms units, and the noise had certainly picked attention up. That said, there it was- a large gas tank, and a deposit for activtation, where the counter-agent could be deployed.

"This is it then. Chaos, all yours to deactivate. We'll secure up in front. Nord, Athena, you two take lead." Skye asked, watching on, Athena heading to the next door, the stairs up ahead. Sweeping, she nodded to Oliver, and with it, led the way. Nodding, Athena moved through, a couple of guards coming through, armed. A yell came, and a couple of rounds above, but Athena already dumped both clips, cackling as she sprayed and prayed, and somehow, got most rounds on target, before charging upwards, cleaning bodies down the hall, past where Skye was following the two giants. More guards were mobilising, as they came up the next level, and suddenly, had to dive into cover, past where the massive server network was setup.

Skye bolted into cover, the automated turret picking up trace on the far corner, the wheeled drone blasting rounds down the corridor, Athena in a bad spot around her server, and Skye pinned down. The men that were in the server room were well equipped, and the Scot switched to her new toy, setting up the M31 and picking a corner to let them come to her, knowing they were pinned. She let it build a charge, yelping back out on comms.

"Shit, problem, direct front! Nord, anyone, kill that thing!"

In the meanwhile, Purna clambered further up, and with it, hung off one of the engines. Like a fly, he could use the fact there was chaos inside, the blimp's CCTV was dead, and could now at least stop this thing's movement.

"Queen, propulsion is ready to go down when you call it. It'll sink slow, call it when ready."




The Planet Saver


Fireteam Poseidon


Adam Stanislaw Kajtanowicz


The SDV trundled through the dark, cavering abyss, the gentle pulse of lights illuminating the sea in front, as Ebrima took them closer in, and the team either sat inside, or clung onto the outside. It felt strange, a monolith in front of them as the leg appeared in the inky black. Ebrima's comments had been noted by Adam, as had Ban's and Freya's, with Chuck also clinging on. But no matter. They were here.

"Alright. Everyone, disembark, we're headed back up. Boaro, put it into park, would you?" Adam remarked, chirping the Cameroonian's sarcasm back at him, as he pulled himself away from the SDV, and with it, looked upwards.

"Underside should have some patrols, but we should get lucky and avoid them. Let's quietly eliminate them." Adam called, as they began to swim upwards, the flippers attached to the exo, as well as the floatation system activated now to at least give some movement in the dark sea. With the tiny pin-hole light on his helmet illuminating the way, the team slowly started making their way from the depths, along the leg of the rig, and up towards the surface.

And on it, Adam stopped short of surfacing, checking the surface above, before then poking his head, on comms to the still as they swam and floated into position.
"Okay, schematics are limited, but we'll need to take on multiple targets. Frigga, your cloaking can help dispatch the first guards at the top of this leg. Boaro, Shimura, you two stick close and head for the algae lab once Frigga does that, Boomer can give you support. Should look like a giant vertical farm, and on the other side of that is the centre of the platform- and where based on Ferrovia One's design, where they can pump the aerial particles from. Frigga, once we're ready, me and you will take the command room and hopefully, be able to shut down any SAM missiles, and the pump system from there. We'll need to look, but I am sure we'll find it fast." Adam replied, and knowing full well the next element was not going to stop, surfaced.

And there it was. Beneath a gigantic floating box in the only just calming ocean, the Fireteam had a wide range of objectives to get on with. A small access structure existed at the base of the gigantic platform leg that had the emergency egress point for the platform itself, and Adam clambered up it first, checking the area, giving a nod to those around him. No sign of anyone here, but upstairs, that would be a different matter.

"Clear. Let's get to work." Adam commented, looking out from their base position up at it. It was like a gigantic oil platform on its stilts, albeit with a warehouse on top of it. And in the distance, the pipework could be seen- a kilometre long network, supplying a range of tall chimney stacks, able to deploy material to both the near-atmosphere and with the right particle arrangement, into the stratosphere. If any Sol Hestia hit either, it was game over for Europe and North Africa. Shutting the pumps down, and neutralising the compound would be key- but between them, lay a small army of mercenaries and heavily armed, armoured and well equipped people in the pay of Artemis. If Icarus were now up against a small team with lots of tech, then Poseidon was a small team against quite a big one.
@Ocio

No worries - I'm really into F1 and wanted homages, but considering the changing field, state of the world and the fact I'd feel uncomfortable taking a real team (some pilots though have parallels that lead the teams), the direction I felt couldn't be like for like- there's differences and it definitely has become a different sport, rather than on wheels (Silver Apex and Valkyrie are the closest to successors). Sorry man- I'd say it has a lot of parallels still and the feeling is the similar but I've gone a different direction.
@Sylvan

Oooo- yes, but given the pathway they will need to be something special and likely a link to a team or someone getting them out- once they're in though I can see that being a fun dilemma to keep up.

There's probably an illegal scene but they likely run older ships and even F1 styled vehicles- and as you can imagine has a real stigma is associated, though pilots from there are likely to have really good adaptability and stability management. Black market augs exist, but considering the meds that the main teams run, will need a bit of work to keep up given teams usually have bespoke, cutting edge tech.
@rabidbacon

I would say don't worry- there's a lot of jargon included anyway that won't be known, but my aim is actually to really simplify it as because we're approaching this as a fly-on-the-wall series, things get explained in situ! I would say pick a team, create a driver through the ranks, and from there, the rest fills in.

Also, I am in the process of formatting this all, heavily! This is not a final product, and will be added to with technical explainers.

This may actually be the best way to sum it up- now imagine the below, but set 70 years from now and far, far more extreme!

youtube.com/watch?v=Q-jjZMMxbZs
roleplayerguild.com/posts/5540630

The labour of love is live! I will say- the lore will follow in RP, as this is an initial setup and gives an idea of the world in more detail.

Feel free to start creating your characters- feel free to ask away for lore details but the world is broadly, much the same as it is today bar some slight realignment in geography.
roleplayerguild.com/posts/5540630

The labour of love is live! I will say- the lore will follow in RP, as this is an initial setup and gives an idea of the world in more detail.

Feel free to start creating your characters- feel free to ask away for lore details but the world is broadly, much the same as it is today bar some slight realignment in geography.
DELTΔ HYPER


Ultimate Speed. Ultimate Competition. And a heartbeat between defeat and ultimate, savoured, victory.

This is Formula Anti Gravity.

Anti-gravity racing pushes humankind to its farthest, fastest, most elite limit in 2094's season. Bioenergy-fuelled ships that can exceed 500 kilometres per hour and turn like a blur, coupled to complex energy systems, and then, there's the pilots. Enhanced, hyper-reactive, and pushed to their physical limits, and then beyond through implants, synthetic hearts and neural links.

At home, billions watch the fastest, most exciting sport that feels more like watching a boxing fight than a hyper-fast racing series. This is a sport about attack, and if you lack the fight, you'll never see the fire.

Now we pull back the curtain to inside the world of anti-gravity pilots, their stories, their teams and their lives, as the season progresses.

Step into the shoes of one of the brand new racers and their team principals, in their first season with an established team, and followed by a meta-documentary crew, filming, following and asking the questions we'd all like to know as they travel the globe and beyond. But only one question really remains.

How far will they go to stand on the top step?

Welcome to Delta Hyper, our peek behind the scenes. If you ever wanted to see what the world of Formula AG has to offer, you're in the right place.

Teams (available teams in bold)

Silver Apex:
Southern Cross: [Sylvan]
Valkyrie AGR:[LadyAmber (TEAM PRINICPAL / TEAM LEAD)]
Al-Saqr Racing: MrSkimobile
Zygon: [Enzayne]
Nordic Call:
Miller Motor Racing: [GingerBoi123]
SupaCat:
Carrera Condor: [Starlance]
Fitzroy Orbital:
















Your appetite wetted by the world? Time to look under the hood. In this special piece of pre-season warm up, we meet the ships, the teams, and the current, three-time champion, Amy Stirling.













With combined interest from the other IC, I will be setting up the OOC tomorrow!
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