As this is just an interest check, I'm not going to go into details about the application format, rules, and things like that. All I ask is that you read the quick backstory, and if you like the idea, just say so. Questions are perfectly fine, I'll try to answer whatever I get.
A bitter war is raging in Europe. Svilgard ( Known as the United Kingdoms. ) is locked in a struggle with Tarkeos ( Known as France. ) Casualties are high on both sides, and it seems the war will continue to drag on, as winter approaches. Though they wish to end the bloody campaign, neither country will surrender. As their own men are already on the battlefield, a cry goes out for mercenaries. All around, battle-hardened veterans and youthful recruits follow the call. Spymasters and temptress are sent out to gather valuable information, and smaller allies prepare to help their friends in the war.
You will take the command of someone. A mercenary, a lord, a hedge knight, or a temptress. You will be ordered to do many task, but you can easily just go to the bar and start fights instead. Guts will be an open world roleplay, where you can wander about, fighting battles and completing various jobs.
One thing that is not in this roleplay is fantasy elements. This is simple medieval. No female elven warriors, no demon warlocks, no talking wolfs and halfblood demigods. Nothing of that sort, just pure War of the roses / Chilvary warfare going on.
So you have the basic idea, please comment if you'd be interested / any questions you might have. Thanks! ^^
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Hey I'm Kori.
I like food, lazying around, procrastinating on papers, sitting on my computer, browsing reddit, playing league, and spending time with my pet rabbit, bunny stew.
I generally dislike long periods of outdoors, no internet and/or slow internet, constant badgering via truckload of nephews and nieces, responsibility, and people who don't understand how proper spelling and grammar works, despite roleplaying for several years. I mean, I'm indifferent to small mistakes, but when people can't comprehend that they're using a comma instead of a period, it MAKES ME WANT TO BASH THEIR HEAD IN WITH A HARDCOVER OXFORD DICTIONARY!
I like food, lazying around, procrastinating on papers, sitting on my computer, browsing reddit, playing league, and spending time with my pet rabbit, bunny stew.
I generally dislike long periods of outdoors, no internet and/or slow internet, constant badgering via truckload of nephews and nieces, responsibility, and people who don't understand how proper spelling and grammar works, despite roleplaying for several years. I mean, I'm indifferent to small mistakes, but when people can't comprehend that they're using a comma instead of a period, it MAKES ME WANT TO BASH THEIR HEAD IN WITH A HARDCOVER OXFORD DICTIONARY!
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Sounds nice. I'd be interested in some sort of aristo hating madman.
(( derp double post. ))
Desha groggily opened his eyes. He was in his bedroom. It was more of a secure command chamber, though. The one extremely safe place in the ship. Infront of him sat Seras and two figures he couldn't make out..
"The battle is going well, Lieutenant. Outside the ship, nothing should be able to do considerable damage. The problem is we cannot move the ship while they hold the navigation chambers." The voice was oddly mechanic. It sounded human enough, but there was a strange ring to it.
"And the battle inside the ship?"
"It'z. . . Difficult to say. The shock troopz have decimated any enemies they see, but the mutineers have holed up into command roomz. We cannotz rush in without potentially crippling the rooms." This voice was very reptilian. There was a hiss after each word, and Desha realized it must be Kesk and Auto speaking. "One top of that. . .Enemy have boarded the ship."
Now Desha was alert, and fully awake. "What?" He asked, hardly hiding the outrage. "How?"
No one bothered to ask about how he felt. There was a time for that later. "They disguised their ship, then boarded when you were unconscious. There was nothing we could do, the battle was raging over your body." Seras didn't seem ashamed at all at their actions. "We lost two troopers rescuing you in the cafeteria. They were brave men."
Desha straightened up, his muscles aching and his mouth dry. "Kesk and Seras, take a strike team of the finest troopers and take care of the intruders. Auto, continue monitoring the situation. I will accompany the troopers as we capture the navigation room. Captains secrets, you know."
"The battle is going well, Lieutenant. Outside the ship, nothing should be able to do considerable damage. The problem is we cannot move the ship while they hold the navigation chambers." The voice was oddly mechanic. It sounded human enough, but there was a strange ring to it.
"And the battle inside the ship?"
"It'z. . . Difficult to say. The shock troopz have decimated any enemies they see, but the mutineers have holed up into command roomz. We cannotz rush in without potentially crippling the rooms." This voice was very reptilian. There was a hiss after each word, and Desha realized it must be Kesk and Auto speaking. "One top of that. . .Enemy have boarded the ship."
Now Desha was alert, and fully awake. "What?" He asked, hardly hiding the outrage. "How?"
No one bothered to ask about how he felt. There was a time for that later. "They disguised their ship, then boarded when you were unconscious. There was nothing we could do, the battle was raging over your body." Seras didn't seem ashamed at all at their actions. "We lost two troopers rescuing you in the cafeteria. They were brave men."
Desha straightened up, his muscles aching and his mouth dry. "Kesk and Seras, take a strike team of the finest troopers and take care of the intruders. Auto, continue monitoring the situation. I will accompany the troopers as we capture the navigation room. Captains secrets, you know."
Desha was in the process of turning the Empaleur toward the cruiser when the crew started shuffling in. There were about fifty of them in all, and Desha had no clue on why they were here. Trouble was brewing, though, he could tell that from their faces. Some were angry, some were stonefaced, and most were sweating profusely.
"Captain, we've taken a vote." That was from one of the men in the front. He was a monkey gunner by the name of Hock, and considered a popular man in the crew.
"A vote, you say?" This would have been humorous for Desha, had it not been in the middle of a battle. "Do you notice our surroundings, Hock? We can discuss this after the battle. Back to your stations."
But the men weren't moving. Now he noticed some of them were heavily armed, and most, if not all, carried light weaponry.
"We won't harm you, cap..Just take your stuff, go to an escape pod, and leave us." That was from another person in the crowd.
"Well.." Desha considered the idea, then dismissed it. "You know, I've never liked mutineers anyway."
The crew seemed to realize something was off, but before they could react, Desha had exploded the floor. It was a safety mechanism built into his seat, and when activated, would explode a grenade under the safety layer. He managed to press his comlink and send a quick message to Seras, then the mutineers were attacking. It wasn't very fair, he considered, but they were angry about loosing half of their comrades in arms. All Desha had time to do was pull out his sword before he was shot down. He wasn't dead, that was true, but he was quickly drifting to sleep. Stun guns, which meant they were going to do something with him later..
"Captain, we've taken a vote." That was from one of the men in the front. He was a monkey gunner by the name of Hock, and considered a popular man in the crew.
"A vote, you say?" This would have been humorous for Desha, had it not been in the middle of a battle. "Do you notice our surroundings, Hock? We can discuss this after the battle. Back to your stations."
But the men weren't moving. Now he noticed some of them were heavily armed, and most, if not all, carried light weaponry.
"We won't harm you, cap..Just take your stuff, go to an escape pod, and leave us." That was from another person in the crowd.
"Well.." Desha considered the idea, then dismissed it. "You know, I've never liked mutineers anyway."
The crew seemed to realize something was off, but before they could react, Desha had exploded the floor. It was a safety mechanism built into his seat, and when activated, would explode a grenade under the safety layer. He managed to press his comlink and send a quick message to Seras, then the mutineers were attacking. It wasn't very fair, he considered, but they were angry about loosing half of their comrades in arms. All Desha had time to do was pull out his sword before he was shot down. He wasn't dead, that was true, but he was quickly drifting to sleep. Stun guns, which meant they were going to do something with him later..
"Auto, where are we?"
It was a good question, and Desha wanted a good answer. The Emplaeur had been cruising around the stars, following the trail of a dreadnaught-turned-merchant ship. So far, there was no sign of any ships out in the shadowy darkness.
Then the ambush happened.
There were two dreadnaughts, large, ugly ships, but with strong firepower. Along with them was a cruiser, three frigates, and a multitude of starfighters. All had weapons blazing, and all were deadly.....But they had met their end trying to fight the Empaleur. The shields on her were incredibly, more than top of the line, and big ships like dreadnaughts were prime targets. "Auto, turn us toward that big one with the ion cannon below." Ion cannons were something to worry about. They were Massive guns designed to wipe out whole cities, and even the Empaleur's shields would only last two or so hits.
"Target found and locked. Proceed with usual course of action?" It was the lovely voice of Selas. Desha found it relaxing in a time like this. "Yes..Prepare to open fire with the cannons." Everything was going fine. Most captains would be worried about the Ion cannon, but Desha was confident. Seconds later, the Empaleur shot forward to the Dreadnaught.
It went through like a sharpened sword through butter. The dreadnaught was there, then there was a gaping hole in their main control room, spilling out personnel like blood. "Such a beautiful sight.." Desha said, to no one in particular. This ship was dead. He had no use terrorizing the crew, or stopping their escape. With the control room destroyed, and their captain and high ranking officers probably dead, the ship was as good as stuck.
"Turn toward the other Dreadnaught, and order the cannons to open fire on those starfighters."
It was time to finish this battle and move along.
It was a good question, and Desha wanted a good answer. The Emplaeur had been cruising around the stars, following the trail of a dreadnaught-turned-merchant ship. So far, there was no sign of any ships out in the shadowy darkness.
Then the ambush happened.
There were two dreadnaughts, large, ugly ships, but with strong firepower. Along with them was a cruiser, three frigates, and a multitude of starfighters. All had weapons blazing, and all were deadly.....But they had met their end trying to fight the Empaleur. The shields on her were incredibly, more than top of the line, and big ships like dreadnaughts were prime targets. "Auto, turn us toward that big one with the ion cannon below." Ion cannons were something to worry about. They were Massive guns designed to wipe out whole cities, and even the Empaleur's shields would only last two or so hits.
"Target found and locked. Proceed with usual course of action?" It was the lovely voice of Selas. Desha found it relaxing in a time like this. "Yes..Prepare to open fire with the cannons." Everything was going fine. Most captains would be worried about the Ion cannon, but Desha was confident. Seconds later, the Empaleur shot forward to the Dreadnaught.
It went through like a sharpened sword through butter. The dreadnaught was there, then there was a gaping hole in their main control room, spilling out personnel like blood. "Such a beautiful sight.." Desha said, to no one in particular. This ship was dead. He had no use terrorizing the crew, or stopping their escape. With the control room destroyed, and their captain and high ranking officers probably dead, the ship was as good as stuck.
"Turn toward the other Dreadnaught, and order the cannons to open fire on those starfighters."
It was time to finish this battle and move along.
"Sir, it seems the cruiser is attempting to ram us."
Vessel name: Empaleur
Vessel identification number: 6892
Vessel history: The Empaleur ( Impaler in English ) was owned originally by the Imperial kingdom. It was a cruiser, able to carry many ships, and around the size of your average dreadnaught. In a massive battle above the Imperial kingdom's capital, the Empaleur was badly damaged, and was then left as a derelict wreckage.
However, some space pirates stumbled upon the scene and quickly brought it back to their camp. It underwent extreme upgrades. The armor was extremely strong, able to withstand even an ion blast. On top of that, powerful shields were installed. The finishing touch was hundreds of monkey cannons. Though these do not compare to heavy dreadnaught guns, they are extremely lethal against the inside of a ship.
Currently it is under the control of Desha A'Cor, who uses it for pirating and whatever he pleases.
Vessel occupation: Pirate.
Crew members:
ARE THERE NO SPOILERS?
Desha A'Cor/52/Male/Human
Desha grew up in luxury. He was taught politics when he was young, as well as self defense and piloting. When he was twenty, he embarked on a venture to see the world.
It didn't work well. He was captured by pirates, and slowly worked his way up their ranks until he was the first mate. Then he killed the captain, and now commands the crew of the Empaleur.
Seras/27/Female/Human
Seras willingly joined the pirates when she was young. She is ambitious and cunning, but not without a soft side. Rumor has it she is the mistress of Desha. She serves as the second in command of the crew.
Kesk/Unknown/Presumed Male/Unknown ( Says Kesk? )
Kesk is the weapon master of the ship. He is responsible for leading bording parties and assualts on other ships, aswell as defense of the Empaleur. He wears an armoured suit and mask, and he rarely says anything except "Kesk."
Auto/Active for 89 years./None./AI.
Auto is the robot brain of Empaleur. He controls defense, and also nearly everything else in the ship. His physical appearence is of a robot which he can choose to control whenever.
Features: The Empaleur is a fast moving ship, with heavy shields and armor. It's primary function is to ram the other ships, and once breached, assume control. It also has many monkey cannons to ward off small ships and humans.
Everything else: no [/center]
Vessel name: Empaleur
Vessel identification number: 6892
Vessel history: The Empaleur ( Impaler in English ) was owned originally by the Imperial kingdom. It was a cruiser, able to carry many ships, and around the size of your average dreadnaught. In a massive battle above the Imperial kingdom's capital, the Empaleur was badly damaged, and was then left as a derelict wreckage.
However, some space pirates stumbled upon the scene and quickly brought it back to their camp. It underwent extreme upgrades. The armor was extremely strong, able to withstand even an ion blast. On top of that, powerful shields were installed. The finishing touch was hundreds of monkey cannons. Though these do not compare to heavy dreadnaught guns, they are extremely lethal against the inside of a ship.
Currently it is under the control of Desha A'Cor, who uses it for pirating and whatever he pleases.
Vessel occupation: Pirate.
Crew members:
ARE THERE NO SPOILERS?
Desha A'Cor/52/Male/Human
Desha grew up in luxury. He was taught politics when he was young, as well as self defense and piloting. When he was twenty, he embarked on a venture to see the world.
It didn't work well. He was captured by pirates, and slowly worked his way up their ranks until he was the first mate. Then he killed the captain, and now commands the crew of the Empaleur.
Seras/27/Female/Human
Seras willingly joined the pirates when she was young. She is ambitious and cunning, but not without a soft side. Rumor has it she is the mistress of Desha. She serves as the second in command of the crew.
Kesk/Unknown/Presumed Male/Unknown ( Says Kesk? )
Kesk is the weapon master of the ship. He is responsible for leading bording parties and assualts on other ships, aswell as defense of the Empaleur. He wears an armoured suit and mask, and he rarely says anything except "Kesk."
Auto/Active for 89 years./None./AI.
Auto is the robot brain of Empaleur. He controls defense, and also nearly everything else in the ship. His physical appearence is of a robot which he can choose to control whenever.
Features: The Empaleur is a fast moving ship, with heavy shields and armor. It's primary function is to ram the other ships, and once breached, assume control. It also has many monkey cannons to ward off small ships and humans.
Everything else: no [/center]
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