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    1. Kiwiwiwi 8 yrs ago

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8 yrs ago
Current Britons never never never shall be slaves
8 yrs ago
Rule Britannia, britannia rule the waves.
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8 yrs ago
Anyone know about the banana technique?

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I'm actually an old boy, I forgot my password, lol, but it's better my old account is forgotten... I don't want to talk about it...

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@Infamous Empath@StormHeart
Great, put em in the character tab
@manapool1
Sure thing
@Lurking Shadow
Do what you want, I generally don't have any restrictions on characters or races
As for the engineer: they can be used in a variety of situations including that in combat, ship maintenance being a major part of their job they also know how to commandeer gun ports and the like
The Rp is up
If you want to put your characters in the tab right now you can
https://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/163545-space-pirates/ooc#post-4302093
@StormHeart
Sure
Just make a character ya know
space pirates


I've had this idea for the past year and haven't grown on it much, since I have a creativity block as of right now I have come to the conclusion that the plot will be influenced by what you guys want to happen, I dunno how though, I'll probably do a vote or maybe have something happen in the ic, either way it's all up to you.

Now, just to clarify, I believe that the advanced section is nothing more than a huge amount of words that doesn't need to be so difficult to read, the same goes for casual as many Rps within that section are what I would call advanced. To keep things simple I am going to put this one in the free section, I don't think posts need to be too long but I don't want one liners and crap posts. That being said a paragraph is as good as it gets, maybe two or three, it doesn't need to be in depth and highly detailed but it's good if you can try.

I have a list of job vacancies and a few races jotted down, if a name is placed down next to them the it means it's taken, unless there is a multiple of the job.


In the year 2120, the holy britannian empire has outstretched its arms and has colonised many worlds, you live on the industrial planet "Lancelot prime", breathing carbon dioxide filled air and eating fake food created from soy. On this planet you have found a flyer regarding the pirate/privateer "Captain Kain "Headhunter", you read the contents:

HELP WANTED
By the request of the esteemed Cpt K. Headhunter, a crew of under twenty hardy men and women is requested in order to operate the "Stallion" corvette class ship.
There are many requirements for living under privateer command, one of which will be to serve as mercenaries for the Holy Britannian empire, combating heretics and naysayers, aliens and the deadly "Karatai".
Those of you who deem themselves fit for work aboard the "Stallion", and service to the holy empire, will find Cpt Kain waiting at the Dark matter bar, in city block eight, to evaluate you.
HBE


The Britannian seal of approval is stamped at the bottom of the flyer, intrigued and eager to join you make your way to city block eight and find yourself within the shabby confines of the Dark matter bar. outside the window you see the Lancelot station, the ship of Cpt Kain can be seen within.



you sit down at the bar and the robotic bartender rolls down to your stool.
"HAIL BRITANNIA. What could I get for you sir/ma'am?" it says in a clunky voice, in the corner of your eye, past the drunk war veteran, you see a shady looking man, below him, on the table, a sign reads:
"Cpt K. Headhunter"
I'll be away for three days starting now... k bye@Dark Light
@CornixElecti@Lord of Evil
Darren climbed the fire escape and made it to the roof, bounding from roof to roof before feeling a pain in his back, his war wound. Missing a step he slipped and fell to the side and off of the building, a moment later his hand had turned into a knife, digging his knife-hand into the wall to stop the fall was the best he could do other than falling to his death. The park which was "nearby" lay on the other side of the block, Darren dropped to the side walk and hid by a bin as a car rolled by, hopefully not the police, he thought. A while later he'd make it to the park Stephan spoke of, Darren hid by one of the few trees in wait, slowly, he drifted off to sleep.
@Thread Generator SIN
Basically, it's tomorrow afternoon until Sunday, that's three days without internet, plz don't remove me
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