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Busy! Or more like sleepy..... Post will be up tomorrow night for me though.
Hey, is this still open? Cause I'm super freakin interested! :D
Yay! A post! Keep up this comatose post train guys!
jk jk
jk jk
Is verwy quiet.....
Come on people! POST!
Come on people! POST!
Finally had the chance to post! Wahoo! Decided that Alice can come in to the picture in my next post as not to overwhelm you with adventures to respond to.
High above the Emerald Plains, an odd blue colored aircraft putted through the air. The pilot, a teenage girl with sandy blond hair, sighed with boredom as she flew steadily above the seemingly featureless landscape. Though she hoped that that would all change in the coming hour as she approached her destination. A few weeks before, she had landed at a town to resupply on food. As she had been doing during her first year of traveling, she always went into to the local tavern. It was a social place, but more importantly, a source of information. It didn't take long for her to be sitting at a table of three large armor clad men laughing like she was one of them. One would be surprised how friendly a group of strangers become when you buy them a round of ale and tell them your tale. They were a group of mercenaries that were like her in many ways. Traveling from town to town, picking up temporary jobs whenever the could, ect. Only difference that they did, in fact, have an end game. They were actually heading up north to meet up with some family and help protect their original hometown, as security had become an issue. They told the young pilot that they had heard that a caravan at Fort Dumbass heading east were in need of both protection and specialists.
Intrigued by both the job opportunity and the interesting name of the place, she decided to head out towards to this place with an interesting idea in mind.. Couple weeks later, she was now approaching her destination. Looking down from the air, she circled the place for a second, enjoying her special view of the sinkhole. The old fortress half sunken into a seemingly endless abyss, a small town not to far with mining rigs covering the edges of the hole. It was all an amazing sight to see to say the least. The girl spotted a couple tents and three figures standing around. She came in a bit lower and spotted the eccentrically dressed dwarf she had been told about. Grinning she came back around, now flying in very low. She buzzed towards them, rolling upside down and flying only feet above their heads. As the cockpit past by the three, she gave a quick wave before pulling back, rolling again into a loop, pulled straight up again, stall, fall in a seemingly disastrous death spiral, before leveling out and landing in a field right next to the caravan.
The young female pilot emerged from her aircraft after turning it off and walked on over to the three men. She nodded to the dwarf gave him a big friendly grin. "Hello there! Pardon me for my interruption there, just thought I would have a bit of fun flying in after a long, boring flight. I'm Trudy Barkstone sir, and I'm here to offer my many services as a pilot to your caravan! I can scout ahead in the air, run messages, transport someone if need be, or when things get tough, that baby has twin machine guns on it for any support you may need!" Trudy spoke with an honest confidence rather than like she was pitching a sale or something. It was obvious to anyone from her recent display and her current stance that she was here for an adventure if anything.
Intrigued by both the job opportunity and the interesting name of the place, she decided to head out towards to this place with an interesting idea in mind.. Couple weeks later, she was now approaching her destination. Looking down from the air, she circled the place for a second, enjoying her special view of the sinkhole. The old fortress half sunken into a seemingly endless abyss, a small town not to far with mining rigs covering the edges of the hole. It was all an amazing sight to see to say the least. The girl spotted a couple tents and three figures standing around. She came in a bit lower and spotted the eccentrically dressed dwarf she had been told about. Grinning she came back around, now flying in very low. She buzzed towards them, rolling upside down and flying only feet above their heads. As the cockpit past by the three, she gave a quick wave before pulling back, rolling again into a loop, pulled straight up again, stall, fall in a seemingly disastrous death spiral, before leveling out and landing in a field right next to the caravan.
The young female pilot emerged from her aircraft after turning it off and walked on over to the three men. She nodded to the dwarf gave him a big friendly grin. "Hello there! Pardon me for my interruption there, just thought I would have a bit of fun flying in after a long, boring flight. I'm Trudy Barkstone sir, and I'm here to offer my many services as a pilot to your caravan! I can scout ahead in the air, run messages, transport someone if need be, or when things get tough, that baby has twin machine guns on it for any support you may need!" Trudy spoke with an honest confidence rather than like she was pitching a sale or something. It was obvious to anyone from her recent display and her current stance that she was here for an adventure if anything.
Quiet day? I'll be postin once I get home.
Why was I cursed with the late night shift!? UUUUGGGHHHH
And here she is! Flying is all she knows. No real "Dark and mysterious past" or "Super special forces training", just a girl who really, really knows how to fly!
Username:
Kilo6
Name:
Trudy Barkstone
Race:
Human
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Homeland:
Terran
Appearance:
Short cut sandy blond hair with golden brown eyes.
Size:
Standing at a measly 5'1, she has a small frame.
Elemental Affinity:
AIr
Bio:
She grew up in a small town in the Emerald Plains of Terran. Her life was a simple one, as her family owned a medium size farm that kept them busy. Trudy always had the dream of flying in her, constantly gazing up at the sky, drawing designs as a young child and devoring any information about aviation that came through the small town. One day, when she was about eleven years old, a pilot moved into town. He was a crop duster and owned an old, beat up biplane which he used to spay pesticides on the farms or water their plants when the irrigation was acting up. She quickly bonded with the aged pilot, learning all there was to know about the aircraft. He soon became a close part of her family over time. Trudy's father and mother had always been fairly supportive of their daughter's interest in flying, and approved of the middle aged pilot as her mentor of sorts.
When Trudy was sixteen, she began construction of her own plane. She soon became the talk of the small town and was often visited by neighbors who wanted to see her progress. Only a year later, she finished building a plane she wanted to go adventuring in. The whole town came to see her off, including her mentor. The mentor was constantly amazed by the girl's intuition and ingenuity, installing seaplane floats with landing gear inside, making it a very versatile aircraft. It was powered by a Terran "Ruin Engine", an engine that while may not provide great speed, it was very reliable and fuel efficient form of propulsion. With the blessing of the town, she set off into the unknown.
That was about a year ago. She has been traveling now for some time, picking up more wisdom of the road and learning quickly. One particular experience prompted her to install two 7.62 machine guns on the sides of her aircraft, as she found shooting from her plain with her father's .45 pistol was a bit tough. She's made her trade by traveling from place to place and offering her services as a pilot. Sometimes its a simple delivery, other times it could be a reconnaissance flight over a potential bandit camp. Now she flies to Fool's Redoubt, simply considering it to the one of many stops in her journey across the world.
Personality:
Loud and nearly sucidally brave could be one way to put it. She's never been shy to meet new people or try new things in her journey, for better or for worst. She has this air of confidence, but not cocky, self-centered confidence. She's still respectful of others, but has always been been the one to volunteer first. I guess in short, she's a go getter, a risk taker, a pilot. Someone who will fly a homegrown plane across hundreds of miles because she wants to, not because she needs to.
Skills:
Talented Pilot:
She seems to carry a natural affinity towards flying like no other. Zero fear of heights, quickly absorbs new information about aviation and sets in stone to be never forgotten. She knows the ins and outs of most common aircraft than just her own and can dogfight like a pro, even with her limited experience. On top of her actual flying skill, she knows her way around any aircraft engine, from early jet to an old prop driven aircraft, she could take one apart and put it together without breaking a sweat. Hell, she even designed and built her own plane!
Friendly Outlook:
With her air of confidence and straightforward demeanor, she seems to easily fit in to more foreign settings. She's someone who is hard to hate with honest intentions and most people are attracted to that. Its always a good skill to be able to make friends easily and quickly in foreign lands.
Equipment:
The Traveler
Her own plane she built from scratch. It's powered by a MkIII Terran Ruin Engine, giving it rugged reliabilty and fuel effiecency over speed and preformance. It has a max speed of around 312 mph, a turn time of 14.5 sec, and a rate of climb around 9.5 m/s. It is armed with twin 7.62mm belt fed machine guns and has the ability to land on both ground and water. Overall it has served a good, reliable aircraft that she has come to call "The Traveler".
Her dad's .45 "Dues Longside Pistols" that she keeps in two holsters on her at all times. They have been a reliable protector and keep sake of home.
Her mentor's dagger.
Username:
Kilo6
Name:
Trudy Barkstone
Race:
Human
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Homeland:
Terran
Appearance:
Short cut sandy blond hair with golden brown eyes.
Size:
Standing at a measly 5'1, she has a small frame.
Elemental Affinity:
AIr
Bio:
She grew up in a small town in the Emerald Plains of Terran. Her life was a simple one, as her family owned a medium size farm that kept them busy. Trudy always had the dream of flying in her, constantly gazing up at the sky, drawing designs as a young child and devoring any information about aviation that came through the small town. One day, when she was about eleven years old, a pilot moved into town. He was a crop duster and owned an old, beat up biplane which he used to spay pesticides on the farms or water their plants when the irrigation was acting up. She quickly bonded with the aged pilot, learning all there was to know about the aircraft. He soon became a close part of her family over time. Trudy's father and mother had always been fairly supportive of their daughter's interest in flying, and approved of the middle aged pilot as her mentor of sorts.
When Trudy was sixteen, she began construction of her own plane. She soon became the talk of the small town and was often visited by neighbors who wanted to see her progress. Only a year later, she finished building a plane she wanted to go adventuring in. The whole town came to see her off, including her mentor. The mentor was constantly amazed by the girl's intuition and ingenuity, installing seaplane floats with landing gear inside, making it a very versatile aircraft. It was powered by a Terran "Ruin Engine", an engine that while may not provide great speed, it was very reliable and fuel efficient form of propulsion. With the blessing of the town, she set off into the unknown.
That was about a year ago. She has been traveling now for some time, picking up more wisdom of the road and learning quickly. One particular experience prompted her to install two 7.62 machine guns on the sides of her aircraft, as she found shooting from her plain with her father's .45 pistol was a bit tough. She's made her trade by traveling from place to place and offering her services as a pilot. Sometimes its a simple delivery, other times it could be a reconnaissance flight over a potential bandit camp. Now she flies to Fool's Redoubt, simply considering it to the one of many stops in her journey across the world.
Personality:
Loud and nearly sucidally brave could be one way to put it. She's never been shy to meet new people or try new things in her journey, for better or for worst. She has this air of confidence, but not cocky, self-centered confidence. She's still respectful of others, but has always been been the one to volunteer first. I guess in short, she's a go getter, a risk taker, a pilot. Someone who will fly a homegrown plane across hundreds of miles because she wants to, not because she needs to.
Skills:
Talented Pilot:
She seems to carry a natural affinity towards flying like no other. Zero fear of heights, quickly absorbs new information about aviation and sets in stone to be never forgotten. She knows the ins and outs of most common aircraft than just her own and can dogfight like a pro, even with her limited experience. On top of her actual flying skill, she knows her way around any aircraft engine, from early jet to an old prop driven aircraft, she could take one apart and put it together without breaking a sweat. Hell, she even designed and built her own plane!
Friendly Outlook:
With her air of confidence and straightforward demeanor, she seems to easily fit in to more foreign settings. She's someone who is hard to hate with honest intentions and most people are attracted to that. Its always a good skill to be able to make friends easily and quickly in foreign lands.
Equipment:
The Traveler
Her own plane she built from scratch. It's powered by a MkIII Terran Ruin Engine, giving it rugged reliabilty and fuel effiecency over speed and preformance. It has a max speed of around 312 mph, a turn time of 14.5 sec, and a rate of climb around 9.5 m/s. It is armed with twin 7.62mm belt fed machine guns and has the ability to land on both ground and water. Overall it has served a good, reliable aircraft that she has come to call "The Traveler".
Her dad's .45 "Dues Longside Pistols" that she keeps in two holsters on her at all times. They have been a reliable protector and keep sake of home.
Her mentor's dagger.
Lucius Cypher said
And that's how you play the rape game.
Had to do it. Don't care if I was too late.
Freeshooter92 said
IC's up guys, have at it.
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