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Guild Book Club Suggestions Wanted

Read it.

@Dinh AaronMk

I'm down for this idea. If you've read it already, however, it might help to provide guidance to the discussion.

Guild Book Club Suggestions Wanted

I feel like books are our brain fuel, and sometimes it's fun to read good, provocative books. I know that's a subjective sort of yardstick to use, since tastes and outlooks on the merits of a book vary, but I was still thinking of forming a discussion group on a monthly basis to discuss, yeah, books. One book a month.

Usually, book clubs involve meetings and discussions in person, but I don't see why we can't do such a thing here. I'm curious to know if there is interest and...well, volatile stuff, but what sort of book should we start with? I feel like it's important to pick something influential in its genre, but we shouldn't feel automatically bound to just go for something in Fantasy or Sci-fi simply because it's in the comfort zone.

What are the thoughts? If any? (I mean, I might just be pissing in the wind here.)

Star Wars: You're a Rebel Now

TL;DR Summary

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• Star Wars Universe
• Right before the destruction of the First Death Star, after the battle of Scarif.
• I am trying to set a very broad scene and then let the partner help come up with more specifics on the plot.
• Looking for a partner in crime bringing their ideas and knowledge to the table. We should both be coming up with NPC's here.
• We can play multiple characters.
• Partner preferably has played KOTOR or is otherwise a Star Wars fan.
• Advanced standards. A couple paragraphs minimum.
• RP on a thread here.
• May the 4th be with you.
• Questions? Answers? Ideas? HeySeuss#6650 is my Discord, post here or PM. It's all good.

In Character Info

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The mission starts out simply enough; Mon Mothma sends a diplomatic team, headed by the former Senator Mors Felthinnis to Mirial to make contact with the local resistance to convince them to join the Rebellion. Senator Felthinnis and a team of security people and diplomats are ambushed by Imperial commandos in the home of Mardu Visz; a lone survivor makes it to the ship, the Nebula Dancer, and gasps, "Get out of here!" (before dying? Up to you.)

He signed up with the Rebellion to fly starfighters, something he has a gift for, but is seconded to the diplomatic mission to fly their starship; now he's the last survivor of the mission and everyone's hunting him.

Including an Inquisitor.

Out of Character Info

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I pretty much just figured to have a real adventure-heavy, fast-paced sort of Star Wars. I have a few ideas in my head, mostly revolving around a Jedi artifact that the Empire wants badly and is willing to send heavy hitters to get. I also figure the ship will have an on-board AI. The characters may have droid or animal companions...that part we can figure out as we go along. I know the interest check is a little skimpy, but I sort of want input from a partner before I put anything down hard and fast regarding the plot. My character is fleshed, but the role of your character? That's for you to write.

I kept it bare bones because I wanted to get this rolling and to give a potential plot partner a -lot- of plot to work with. Bounty hunter trying to get Kerrick (my character)? Sure. Another Rebel survivor on the mission? Sure. Local contact from Mirial? Sure. Have your own ideas? Sure. Got a twist? Sure.

Stellar Fleet: The War in Heaven (Wing Commander/Freespace inspired Space Opera)

@Vietmyke Howabout an Albatross loaded for SEAD duty?

The Wild Hunt MC [Werewolf bikers in 1969]

Also, this whole thing will probably start in Texas, on the way to Louisiana from California. I'm thinking the club came to be in La Mesa, CA (San Diego County) where there was a post-WWII boom that tended to fuel the rise of these biker clubs. It's close to some Marine and Navy bases. Since our backstory involves the Alpha finding out who he is in Vietnam and starting his pack there, it definitely has some bearing on some character backstories, but it's mostly driven by picking a good location.

Edit: Due to the change in the location, we also changed this from an Air Cav backstory in Vietnam to a Marine one. Minimal changes, but it makes more sense since we set their home in San Diego county, which would explain lots of Marines returning from Vietnam joining the club.

Further Edit: Inkarnate and I were talking and I realized that the 'bite' needs explaining. Odds are, the Alpha bites whomever the club thinks has the right stuff to join and seems like they really want to join. Then they dump them off in a dangerous situation and see if they survive on their own. A dump off in the desert, maybe leaving them stranded to deal with a rival gang or some other supernatural threat makes sense. Feel free to be creative. However they survive, wits or grit, they are deemed worthy.

If they survive the situation they are put into and a couple weeks after, the Club hunts them down. By this time, odds are, they're on the run, but hey, wolfpack. Hunters. Once they're caught, they're inducted.

Odds are, the places that you'd meet the club are at concerts (lots of those), parties (again, lots in California 1969), selling them drugs, buying drugs from them, or if you are in any way involved in the buying, selling, painting or repair of motorbikes.

The Wild Hunt MC [Werewolf bikers in 1969]

We've been discussing a lot of this in Discord, but reach out if you need something. I am particularly interested in Alpha characters, since the Alpha is one of the lynchpins of the RP.

The Wild Hunt MC [Werewolf bikers in 1969]

Also, put up a sheet for Streak, who likes to ride nude in front of church groups.

The Wild Hunt MC [Werewolf bikers in 1969]

OOC is up.

The Wild Hunt MC [Werewolf bikers in 1969]

@GrizzTheMauler@Nikki Moonlight@Sloth

I highly recommend we get characters up fast. We don't need to go into backstory detail, and not all characters need to have served in Vietnam. The Alpha was born a werewolf, but I think everyone else ought to have been bitten and brought in recently, new to being a werewolf. Even the Alpha doesn't know a whole lot about Alpha'ing, because his family's masters didn't exactly want the werewolves to know how the mechanics of being an Alpha work (for obvious reasons.) Odds are, werewolf lore is not easy to come by because werewolves have been kept in the dark for a long time. Rediscovering identity is tough.

I also think that the Wild Hunt should be on its way to Mardi Gras in New Orleans where it intends to do lots of drugs.

The Wild Hunt MC [Werewolf bikers in 1969]

Streak

Name/Nicknames: Harold "Streak" Larsen
Age: 20 (Born 1949)
Sex: Male
Ethnicity/Nationality: Caucasian/United States.

Appearance: Rugged, long-haired (blonde) and bearded. He is never entirely clean and is invariably clad in jeans, leather and motor oil. Big and mean-looking, he is everything the 'give America a haircut' John Bircher types fear in a biker. He stands out just about anywhere, it's a pain in the ass sometimes.

Pic

Personality:

Always something of a simmering cauldron of discontent, Streak, in the course of his experiences in Vietnam and his induction into the Wild Hunt, the club he has since taken leadership of in a very primal sort of way, now has access to the resources to live off the grid and on the outside. He grew up ostracized from the mainstream of werewolf society. The renegade outlook of other bikers has gotten him to thinking that they should use what they have to carve out their own little bit of society. That, of course, is a fight. He's good with a fight.

Bio:

Larsen was born in Minnesota after the War. His mother, Janet, fell in love with Carl Larsen, a quiet fellow that didn't talk too much about his war in the Pacific and had a hard time holding down a job. Harold grew up on the wrong side of the tracks as a result. He had a spotty schooling but learned, from his father, how to repair engines and farm equipment as they scratched out a living on the outskirts. During the War, Carl took a job as a factory mechanic and managed to maintain it until cutbacks in production during the Korean War. Janet waitressed to help make ends meet, which was considered less than respectable. Harold, as a teenager, spent a lot of time in the shop class learning vocational trade type work.

When he graduated, it was safe to say that the draft board was waiting on the stage at high school graduation right behind the principal; he was practically inducted into the military from the moment he was eligible.

Harold's dad was not much of a talker, but he told his son a few things about the ugly fights on the islands, the impenetrable jungle, the savagery. He shook him when he said, "Survive." He was pretty drunk; he'd always had an alcohol problem.

And so he found himself doing basic in San Diego. After training he was assigned to 3/5 Marines as an individual replacement and found himself in B Company, which was deployed into operations in Phu Loc province in November of 1967-January of 1968. As things started to brew up at Firebase Paul, the support grew thinner and the attacks picked up, there was talk of what went on during the full moon when corpses would show up, animal and man.

As Viet Cong attacks intensified and they found more and more fresh Chinese gear among the troops, indicating resupply and stockpiling for an offensive, the mood got bleak. The men started talking among themselves about how the REMFs were leaving them out to die in the mud, and Paul was going to turn into a slaughter. Some of the guys that'd been in other fights, like X-ray, stated their fears, especially as the attacks stepped up against Paul

Salvation came in the form of one of their own platoon members who came clean as to why there were so many chewed up carcasses around the firebase during full moons. An offer was made, not everyone took them but Larsen did. He wanted to live.

The night of Jan 28 and morning of Jan 29 was when the Vietnamese really came out in at least battalion strength, but they weren't prepared for opponents that raked with claws and tore with teeth and did not die when shot. They had no response for a thing that could leap on a DSHk position and rend the crew apart. Paul stood by the time relief arrived on the morning of the 3rd, and the survivors were evacuated.

Whatever the official reports, there were two things that happened as a result of the battle at Paul; reports popped up of man-eating tigers and the PAVN didn't assault Paul ever again, even after 2nd Platoon B Company moved on to fight in the Battle of Hue, where the nighttime acts of the pack were hidden from replacement platoon leaders and other Marines alike, covered in the fire, smoke and hell of the fight in that city.

In the meantime, Larsen served the rest of his tour with other survivors of the platoon as it dwindled and some started to go home. He watched as the replacements came in and out, while the survivors of Paul learned to conceal themselves and control the change.

When he finally got back to the world, his tour done, he stayed in California with some of the others, out of instinct. One of them had a brother in the Wild Hunt MC, a small motorcycle club. It had a heritage back to WWII, but lost a lot of members along the way. They were looking for new blood and were friendly toward veterans. He became a prospect, along with some of the others from 2nd platoon, and earned his membership the hard way.

Soon the old leadership stepped aside for the Alpha -- that was natural. Other clubs started to stay away, as the Hunt got a spooky reputation for ferocity. Mess with them and they came back, again and again, relentless and ferocious.

All the same, things got hot and they decided to take time out from their activity in California and do a trip out to New Orleans. It was Mardi Gras, a huge party and it was an adventure.

Note: Why "Streak?" Because there isn't a situation where Larsen won't strip down to the buff and ride past. He's done it in front of church groups on Sundays. He's considered getting something tattooed on his other cheeks to make it even more worthwhile a pastime.