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she/her pronouns. I'm interested in a wide variety of roleplays, but I tend toward prefering High Fantasy and High Sci Fi settings (think Elder Scrolls or Warhammer 40k). Whether it's a Nation Roleplay (I love digging into fictional politics) something on a smaller, individual scale, or something in between, there's a good chance I might be interested! I especially enjoy fantasy setting with weird, esoteric fluff - up to and including the nonsense that happens in Elder Scrolls, or, occasionally, Age of Sigmar.
Fave settings /period/ are Warcraft, and Golarion. WH40k and AoS are close.
Fave settings /period/ are Warcraft, and Golarion. WH40k and AoS are close.
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How is iron depleted by 2020? It's the fourth most common element in the earth's crust.
"Of all the cholerny pojebany things..." Drazenka cursed, desperately trying to stretch her shorts further down her legs. For any woman, such small shorts would be plenty revealing, but with a figure buxom as hers, Drazenka experienced substantial trouble, not to mention the fact that the tight-fitting pink shirt she wore was having trouble containing her substantial E-cup bust. "A tiny uniform and a bright pink shirt... Ugh! Would it really be so hard to give us more substanital clothing?" She grumbled, trying to maintain some sense of composure despite her gym uniform. Trying to distract herself, she began to sing softly to herself as she made a slow march towards where she was told to meet the rest of the student body.
Legiony to żołnierska nuta,
Legiony to ofiarny stos,
Legiony to żołnierska buta,
Legiony to straceńców los,
My Pierwsza Brygada,
Strzelecka gromada,
Na stos rzuciliśmy
Nasz życia los,
Na stos, na stos!
She was only able to finish singing the second verse before a tall, wooden structure caught her eye. It looked to be some kind of climbing wall, but, upon noticing the twenty cords strung through a single spool, Drazenka found herself in doubt. "Please tell me this lottery isn't as bad as I'd heard..." She grumbled, approaching two girls that looked just as dissatisfied as her. "Are they making us climb that fucking deathtrap?" She muttered, an expression of anger and confusion on her face as she looked to Saorise and Norlandia.
Legiony to żołnierska nuta,
Legiony to ofiarny stos,
Legiony to żołnierska buta,
Legiony to straceńców los,
My Pierwsza Brygada,
Strzelecka gromada,
Na stos rzuciliśmy
Nasz życia los,
Na stos, na stos!
She was only able to finish singing the second verse before a tall, wooden structure caught her eye. It looked to be some kind of climbing wall, but, upon noticing the twenty cords strung through a single spool, Drazenka found herself in doubt. "Please tell me this lottery isn't as bad as I'd heard..." She grumbled, approaching two girls that looked just as dissatisfied as her. "Are they making us climb that fucking deathtrap?" She muttered, an expression of anger and confusion on her face as she looked to Saorise and Norlandia.
Name: Drazenka Krylowov
Age: (15-18): 17
School Year: 12th
Gender: Female
Appearance: Even at the best of times, strangers can find Drazenka to be unnerving. Her bluish locks are short enough to give her a boyish look, and the conservative, humorless cut of her clothes makes her seem for all the world like a man. No man, however, would possess the buxom curves that Drazenka has. Many a passerby has found their first look lingering, growing into a full stare as they seek to quell their curiosity, but Drazenka instinctively knows when she's being watched, and her copper-colored eyes carry an almost tangible intensity that few can meet openly. Furtive eyes turn aside under Drazenka's questioning gaze, though memories of the oddly-dressed girl linger far longer than she herself ever does.
Slim of waist and long of limb, Drazenka's softly-flowing curves inspire envy nearly as often as lust. The vast globes of her breasts attract men and women alike; how Drazenka manages to conceal them so well remains a jealously-guarded secret. Nevertheless, once unveiled, those soft orbs form a luscious paradise of cleavage, inviting onlookers to lose themselves in the heavenly expanses of Drazenka's breasts. The contours of her hips are less obvious, even looking somewhat restrained, but only when she bends over is the full glory of her shapely rear finally displayed.
Personality: Drazenka is typically rather aggressive and assertive in conversation, though she quickly becomes shy and reserved when the topics of sex and romance are approached. She isn't one to be messed with, though, and is more than happy to make her positions clear. She has just transferred to the school from Poland, but is fluent in English.
Crush: Open
Relationship status: Open, but not interested in anyone in particular
Skills: Drazenka, most notably, is extremely athletic despite her voluptuous curves. She is strong, agile, and fast like no other.
Not only is Drazenka an athlete, but she is also highly skilled hand-to-hand combat, and, if need be, can wield a myriad of weapons with skill. She has been interested in the military since she was a small child, and most of her free time is spent becoming better at fighting.
Schedule number: 1
Age: (15-18): 17
School Year: 12th
Gender: Female
Appearance: Even at the best of times, strangers can find Drazenka to be unnerving. Her bluish locks are short enough to give her a boyish look, and the conservative, humorless cut of her clothes makes her seem for all the world like a man. No man, however, would possess the buxom curves that Drazenka has. Many a passerby has found their first look lingering, growing into a full stare as they seek to quell their curiosity, but Drazenka instinctively knows when she's being watched, and her copper-colored eyes carry an almost tangible intensity that few can meet openly. Furtive eyes turn aside under Drazenka's questioning gaze, though memories of the oddly-dressed girl linger far longer than she herself ever does.
Slim of waist and long of limb, Drazenka's softly-flowing curves inspire envy nearly as often as lust. The vast globes of her breasts attract men and women alike; how Drazenka manages to conceal them so well remains a jealously-guarded secret. Nevertheless, once unveiled, those soft orbs form a luscious paradise of cleavage, inviting onlookers to lose themselves in the heavenly expanses of Drazenka's breasts. The contours of her hips are less obvious, even looking somewhat restrained, but only when she bends over is the full glory of her shapely rear finally displayed.
Personality: Drazenka is typically rather aggressive and assertive in conversation, though she quickly becomes shy and reserved when the topics of sex and romance are approached. She isn't one to be messed with, though, and is more than happy to make her positions clear. She has just transferred to the school from Poland, but is fluent in English.
Crush: Open
Relationship status: Open, but not interested in anyone in particular
Skills: Drazenka, most notably, is extremely athletic despite her voluptuous curves. She is strong, agile, and fast like no other.
Not only is Drazenka an athlete, but she is also highly skilled hand-to-hand combat, and, if need be, can wield a myriad of weapons with skill. She has been interested in the military since she was a small child, and most of her free time is spent becoming better at fighting.
Schedule number: 1
Full nation name: Democratic People's Republic of Korea
Location: Unified Korea super happy
Leader name: Best Leader Greatest Party Chairman Supreme Leader Also Best Golfer Shin Bin Eun
Capital: Best City Super Happy Place Pyongyang
Government type: Best State Juche Socialism WITH REAL ELECTIONS!!!
Total army personnel: Numbers cannot define our infinite soldier best superiority
Total navy ships: Numbers cannot define best superiority of our ships
Total air planes: Numbers cannot define best superiority of our planes
GDP: best gdp doing super perfect everyone happy have much income
Population: Our women superior birth too many to count
Location: Unified Korea super happy
Leader name: Best Leader Greatest Party Chairman Supreme Leader Also Best Golfer Shin Bin Eun
Capital: Best City Super Happy Place Pyongyang
Government type: Best State Juche Socialism WITH REAL ELECTIONS!!!
Total army personnel: Numbers cannot define our infinite soldier best superiority
Total navy ships: Numbers cannot define best superiority of our ships
Total air planes: Numbers cannot define best superiority of our planes
GDP: best gdp doing super perfect everyone happy have much income
Population: Our women superior birth too many to count
Just dropping it, but, you know, Poland isn't exactly behind in technology by much, even at the moment.
On that note, I'd like to reserve Poland and any other unclaimed slavic nations.
On that note, I'd like to reserve Poland and any other unclaimed slavic nations.
On almost every day, Praudyogi was a buzzing hive of activity, with vehicles filling the streets and people walking the streets. Occasionally, patrolling robotic police officers could be seen on the streets, though always stayed to themselves unless in pursuit of a criminal. The electrolaser emitters they carried were fearsome, perhaps, but they were set to stun by default, and were rarely used due to the low rate of crime in the city.
Above all else, the most striking feature of Praudyogi was the sleek, almost alien style of architecture of its buildings. Even the appearance of the city, down to the smallest detail, mirrored the behavior of the MBR, and the purpose that the country’s government had set out for itself. Above all else, the nation strived to bring about a second, permanent golden age for humanity and whatever allies it picked up along the way.
Praudyogi itself, even disregarding the attitude of the MBR, was an imposing metropolis that seemed to sprawl across the landscape of Brahma for endless kilometers. The outskirts even starkly contrasted the wild, untamed world round them. Outside the city’s walls lay not slums, but power plants and military fortresses. The fortresses were the first things one would see when approaching the city, their slate-gray architecture, walls bristling with defensive turrets, and the patrolling aircraft; oftentimes more than enough to frighten away interlopers, though few would actually be turned away by the soldiers. The domes of power plants would soon become obvious, telltale signs of reactors fortified and protected as to eliminate any concerns of accidents. They too were heavily guarded, oftentimes equally as much as the fortresses of the MBR’s military.
The walls, next, towered above visitors, though they were more intended to ward off Brahman wildlife and bandits than immigrants and tourists. Within the city itself, perhaps its most strange feature, there was a distinct lack of Tkrai slums. Unlike many human cities on Brahma, health codes and measures designed to protect the Tkrai prevented them from falling so harshly into poverty. Though few Tkrai could earn prestigious positions, they were valued citizens of the MBR, protected by law just like any other.
Whether it be towering skyscrapers that held immensely wealthy corporations, or the pristine housing units in which its people lived, Praudyogi was a metropolis that exuded efficiency in its very design. And, in order to maintain such marvels, immense resources were required.
Fortress Cerberus, 10km northwest of Praudyogi city limits
Although Cerberus was normally bustling with military activity due to the crucial part it played in Praudyogi’s defense network, it was especially busy on this day due both to the government mining equipment that had just arrived, along with the swelling numbers of soldiers and vehicles that now filled the base. The endless torrents of rain seemed as if they threatened to flood the compound, a reason why all the soldiers present were all the more eager to get on with their assignment.
“Are the animals that fuckin’ dangerous on this rock?” The engineer asked, barely offering the slightest glance to the woman next to him as he casually sorted through his tools.
She nodded, letting out a short laugh as she began to recall memories of expeditions outside the safe-zone. “Uhuh. They’re gigantic. I swear, some of ‘em could stomp a tank if they wanted to. Granted, we’ve never seen them do it, because we usually take out the aggressive ones before they have a chance to get close. You’d have to be incredibly stupid to want a fifteen-meter tall giant stomping around in the middle of your troops.”
“Fifteen meters?” The engineer asked, his face screwed up in confusion at the very idea of such massive animal life.
“Fuck, some of ‘em might’ve been bigger. I’d rather not get close enough to a live one to find out.”
“That’s probably why they’re sendin’ so many of you guys on a mining expedition.” The engineer quipped.
“That, or it’s political posturing. CE’s big anniversary speech is tomorrow, y’know.”
The engineer laughed, looking into the sky. “That’s true. He’s always been big of taking the fight to the Listeners. Bet you he’s got somethin’ real big planned.”
“No doubt.”
Above all else, the most striking feature of Praudyogi was the sleek, almost alien style of architecture of its buildings. Even the appearance of the city, down to the smallest detail, mirrored the behavior of the MBR, and the purpose that the country’s government had set out for itself. Above all else, the nation strived to bring about a second, permanent golden age for humanity and whatever allies it picked up along the way.
Praudyogi itself, even disregarding the attitude of the MBR, was an imposing metropolis that seemed to sprawl across the landscape of Brahma for endless kilometers. The outskirts even starkly contrasted the wild, untamed world round them. Outside the city’s walls lay not slums, but power plants and military fortresses. The fortresses were the first things one would see when approaching the city, their slate-gray architecture, walls bristling with defensive turrets, and the patrolling aircraft; oftentimes more than enough to frighten away interlopers, though few would actually be turned away by the soldiers. The domes of power plants would soon become obvious, telltale signs of reactors fortified and protected as to eliminate any concerns of accidents. They too were heavily guarded, oftentimes equally as much as the fortresses of the MBR’s military.
The walls, next, towered above visitors, though they were more intended to ward off Brahman wildlife and bandits than immigrants and tourists. Within the city itself, perhaps its most strange feature, there was a distinct lack of Tkrai slums. Unlike many human cities on Brahma, health codes and measures designed to protect the Tkrai prevented them from falling so harshly into poverty. Though few Tkrai could earn prestigious positions, they were valued citizens of the MBR, protected by law just like any other.
Whether it be towering skyscrapers that held immensely wealthy corporations, or the pristine housing units in which its people lived, Praudyogi was a metropolis that exuded efficiency in its very design. And, in order to maintain such marvels, immense resources were required.
Fortress Cerberus, 10km northwest of Praudyogi city limits
Although Cerberus was normally bustling with military activity due to the crucial part it played in Praudyogi’s defense network, it was especially busy on this day due both to the government mining equipment that had just arrived, along with the swelling numbers of soldiers and vehicles that now filled the base. The endless torrents of rain seemed as if they threatened to flood the compound, a reason why all the soldiers present were all the more eager to get on with their assignment.
“Are the animals that fuckin’ dangerous on this rock?” The engineer asked, barely offering the slightest glance to the woman next to him as he casually sorted through his tools.
She nodded, letting out a short laugh as she began to recall memories of expeditions outside the safe-zone. “Uhuh. They’re gigantic. I swear, some of ‘em could stomp a tank if they wanted to. Granted, we’ve never seen them do it, because we usually take out the aggressive ones before they have a chance to get close. You’d have to be incredibly stupid to want a fifteen-meter tall giant stomping around in the middle of your troops.”
“Fifteen meters?” The engineer asked, his face screwed up in confusion at the very idea of such massive animal life.
“Fuck, some of ‘em might’ve been bigger. I’d rather not get close enough to a live one to find out.”
“That’s probably why they’re sendin’ so many of you guys on a mining expedition.” The engineer quipped.
“That, or it’s political posturing. CE’s big anniversary speech is tomorrow, y’know.”
The engineer laughed, looking into the sky. “That’s true. He’s always been big of taking the fight to the Listeners. Bet you he’s got somethin’ real big planned.”
“No doubt.”
Sovi3t said
Another Canadian!What part you from?
Calgary, Alberta.
As a Canadian, I'm usually pretty nice, except when you fuck with my allies.
That's when shit gets crazy.
That's when shit gets crazy.
Name - Meritocratic Brahman Republic (MBR)
Location - Slightly to the West of Nai Kolkata. Occupies most of the space between Nai Kolkata and body of water in the western half of the safe-zone, although there is some space between it and the water. Almost directly borders Nai Kolkata. The MBR is famous for its sprawling cities, the largest of which - Praudyogi - serves as their capital.
Leader(s) - Chief Executive Grzegorzy Krylowov
History - The MBR was one of the first nations to be founded on Brahma, by a Canadian man – one of the people that narrowly escaped the Listeners – Marcus Campbell. Marcus was, before the Listeners came, an advisor to the IU’s de jure leadership and a high-ranking officer in their scientific arm. When he came to Brahma, he had come to believe that it would have been possible to defeat the listeners had only humanity been sufficiently advanced. Marcus believed that science held the key to another, more lasting golden age for humanity, and saw Brahma as a new start for the human race.
Despite obvious tension between humans and the Tkrai, Marcus openly encouraged friendly relations between the two species, saying that humans could develop even more advanced technologies should they accept the Tkrai. In essence, he espoused the idea that the different ways of thinking another species has would allow for technologies to be developed that humans would glance over, and vice-versa. Working together was something Marcus believed could accelerate the scientific progress of the two species by immense amounts. And, although his message was not initially well-received, both Tkrai and human colonists eventually flocked to his leadership in droves, hoping that he could deliver where their prior situations could not.
And, being the honest man he was, Marcus did his best to deliver. Being that he encouraged the use of science and technology whenever possible, Marcus was lucky in that scientists, engineers, and other skilled professionals were easily able to find work with him. Because of the simple fact that such skilled professionals were in short supply, Marcus’s encouragement certainly had paid off.
Considering his highly ranked position and his many supporters, both corporations and individuals, Marcus had no shortage of funds with which to found the MBR, although he certainly had few allies in religious and traditionalist communities. The MBR was initially founded in tracts of open land to the west/southwest of Nai Kolkata, although they still possess mining outposts in nearby mountains, and oftentimes mine from asteroids whenever possible. In order to compensate for labour shortages, the MBR began to utilize robots under their leader’s encouragement, even producing enough robots that their military had much fewer numbers of human soldiers than other fledgling nations. AI eventually came to see use as administrators, advisors, and occasionally military officers, some so advanced that they live lives much alike any other MBR citizen. Due to the paranoia of MBR leadership, though, humans still fill the most important roles, oftentimes serve as soldiers or labourers, and the AI/robots are equipped with built-in failsafes to prevent uprising or hacking.
After Marcus's death, the MBR quickly instituted a meritocratic system of leadership, and elected a man named Grzegorzy Krylowov to the position of their de jure leader. Grzegorzy obtained this position thanks to his extensive knowledge in business, law, and political science.
Location - Slightly to the West of Nai Kolkata. Occupies most of the space between Nai Kolkata and body of water in the western half of the safe-zone, although there is some space between it and the water. Almost directly borders Nai Kolkata. The MBR is famous for its sprawling cities, the largest of which - Praudyogi - serves as their capital.
Leader(s) - Chief Executive Grzegorzy Krylowov
History - The MBR was one of the first nations to be founded on Brahma, by a Canadian man – one of the people that narrowly escaped the Listeners – Marcus Campbell. Marcus was, before the Listeners came, an advisor to the IU’s de jure leadership and a high-ranking officer in their scientific arm. When he came to Brahma, he had come to believe that it would have been possible to defeat the listeners had only humanity been sufficiently advanced. Marcus believed that science held the key to another, more lasting golden age for humanity, and saw Brahma as a new start for the human race.
Despite obvious tension between humans and the Tkrai, Marcus openly encouraged friendly relations between the two species, saying that humans could develop even more advanced technologies should they accept the Tkrai. In essence, he espoused the idea that the different ways of thinking another species has would allow for technologies to be developed that humans would glance over, and vice-versa. Working together was something Marcus believed could accelerate the scientific progress of the two species by immense amounts. And, although his message was not initially well-received, both Tkrai and human colonists eventually flocked to his leadership in droves, hoping that he could deliver where their prior situations could not.
And, being the honest man he was, Marcus did his best to deliver. Being that he encouraged the use of science and technology whenever possible, Marcus was lucky in that scientists, engineers, and other skilled professionals were easily able to find work with him. Because of the simple fact that such skilled professionals were in short supply, Marcus’s encouragement certainly had paid off.
Considering his highly ranked position and his many supporters, both corporations and individuals, Marcus had no shortage of funds with which to found the MBR, although he certainly had few allies in religious and traditionalist communities. The MBR was initially founded in tracts of open land to the west/southwest of Nai Kolkata, although they still possess mining outposts in nearby mountains, and oftentimes mine from asteroids whenever possible. In order to compensate for labour shortages, the MBR began to utilize robots under their leader’s encouragement, even producing enough robots that their military had much fewer numbers of human soldiers than other fledgling nations. AI eventually came to see use as administrators, advisors, and occasionally military officers, some so advanced that they live lives much alike any other MBR citizen. Due to the paranoia of MBR leadership, though, humans still fill the most important roles, oftentimes serve as soldiers or labourers, and the AI/robots are equipped with built-in failsafes to prevent uprising or hacking.
After Marcus's death, the MBR quickly instituted a meritocratic system of leadership, and elected a man named Grzegorzy Krylowov to the position of their de jure leader. Grzegorzy obtained this position thanks to his extensive knowledge in business, law, and political science.
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