Well that's one ^^ Let's hope that more will follow. :3
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This is a general interest check for a Casual Advanced hybrid RP set in the Warframe Universe after the events of the Second Dream. The idea is that players are Tenno/Warframes but if they so wish they may be other species such as the Grineer or Corpus.
There will also be a optional light nation side element where Players can have their own Dojo/Base and recruit NPCs to their cause so to speak.
Hey guys, sorry about my lack of posting, been busy swapping rooms around.
@Sigma in case you didn't see, my app is up :3
Character Sheet
Name: Sprawl Master Kel’vok
Age:312
Gender: Male
Race: Human-Mutant
Appearance:
Place of Birth: The HIVE Laboratory
Occupation:War-Master
Affiliation: The Followers of Sol
Bio: Soon after the Sharman founded the cult, his brother Kel’vok demanded that aggression be taken upon those who had caused their pain and suffering. He now leads all aggression to the outside world. However besides his rather large form, he is often able to infiltrate cities and settlements.
Other:
Faction Sheet
Faction Name: The Followers of Sol
Faction Type: Radical Mutant Cult
Capital(if applicable): The Sprawl
Holdings(if applicable): The Sprawl, the Pit of Disappear and the old HIVE Laboratory
Flag/Banner:
Leader(s): Sprawl Master Kel’vok & The Sharman
Racial Demographics and Population: All varied and horrifically mutated beasts and humans. There are a few rare cases of pure humans living among the cult, these are often used as infiltrators.
Culture and Religion: All the cult believe in the power of Sol. Sol was a failed experiment produced by the military company known as HIVE and is whispered to be one of the reasons the world fell into chaos to begin with. Sol used nanites to change the bio structure of living tissue to create stronger soldiers and alike, however after a thermonuclear EMP fried the control regulators, the nanites manipulated the living test subjects in ways never thought possible.
History: The Cult was soon founded after a large number of the now-mutants rose from the ashes of the destroyed HIVE lab. They were led by a man only known as The Shaman who founded the faith that they were the next step in human evolution and that nanites were the gateway to accession.
Military: FoS have a wide range of weapons, both conventional and other wise. They often prefer the use of sabotage where one would infiltrate a city or settlement and pollute the water supply with nanites to begin their transformation.
Other: FoS are constantly trying to improve their nano-tech.
Style of Mutants:
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Name: Sprawl Master Kel’vok
Age:312
Gender: Male
Race: Human-Mutant
Appearance:
Place of Birth: The HIVE Laboratory
Occupation:War-Master
Affiliation: The Followers of Sol
Bio: Soon after the Sharman founded the cult, his brother Kel’vok demanded that aggression be taken upon those who had caused their pain and suffering. He now leads all aggression to the outside world. However besides his rather large form, he is often able to infiltrate cities and settlements.
Other:
Faction Sheet
Faction Name: The Followers of Sol
Faction Type: Radical Mutant Cult
Capital(if applicable): The Sprawl
Holdings(if applicable): The Sprawl, the Pit of Disappear and the old HIVE Laboratory
Flag/Banner:
Leader(s): Sprawl Master Kel’vok & The Sharman
Racial Demographics and Population: All varied and horrifically mutated beasts and humans. There are a few rare cases of pure humans living among the cult, these are often used as infiltrators.
Culture and Religion: All the cult believe in the power of Sol. Sol was a failed experiment produced by the military company known as HIVE and is whispered to be one of the reasons the world fell into chaos to begin with. Sol used nanites to change the bio structure of living tissue to create stronger soldiers and alike, however after a thermonuclear EMP fried the control regulators, the nanites manipulated the living test subjects in ways never thought possible.
History: The Cult was soon founded after a large number of the now-mutants rose from the ashes of the destroyed HIVE lab. They were led by a man only known as The Shaman who founded the faith that they were the next step in human evolution and that nanites were the gateway to accession.
Military: FoS have a wide range of weapons, both conventional and other wise. They often prefer the use of sabotage where one would infiltrate a city or settlement and pollute the water supply with nanites to begin their transformation.
Other: FoS are constantly trying to improve their nano-tech.
Style of Mutants:
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2.bp.blogspot.com/_bVtGlUaW-tA/TKNcreS..
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conceptartworld.com/wp-content/uploads..
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Can we have a map update so we know where everyone is stationed at the moment?
My blade is the Emperor's!
I'm interested in this. Would I be allowed to have a faction based of the Genestealer Cult? :P
Also what are we looking at in terms of technology?
Also what are we looking at in terms of technology?
I'm interested in this. Would I be allowed to have a faction based of the Genestealer Cult? :P
Also what are we looking at in terms of technology?
Also what are we looking at in terms of technology?
As Strike Cruiser Emperor’s Hand broke through the warp barrier, the entirety of the ship felt the energy of the storm ravage through the ship, searching for a weakness in its faith. The wax wards and scribbled parchment of prays that lined the narrow corridors pulsed an array of blue and white light – repelling the dark taint that tried to corrupt. Within the chapel, priests dawned in crimson silks and fabrics marched down the procession, waving incense burners as their smoke would completely soak the room. Their chants of prays echoed throughout the chapel’s colourful walls.
Kneeled at the alter were five Knights of Titan. They murmured their own prays in silence as the ship’s Chaplin gave upon them his final blessings, flicking the divine water onto their ancient armour. As he did so, he turned to Mal’vex, who, with the assistant of two squires anointed her with her gold and silver armour which had been passed down through her family for generations. Her scythe was sheathed and her armour locked down.
Giving a small respectful bow to the Chaplin she then turned her attention to the knights, whom were still kneeled before her.
“Rise, Knights of Titan. For now, your service to the Imperium is needed once more.” She bellowed with pure authority.
Without a second’s hesitation, the Justicar stood, quickly followed by the rest of his men. Their glowing blue eyes fixed upon her.
“We are yours to command, Inquisitor. We only need to know where to strike, and we will strike with the wrath of the Emperor himself!” The Justicar spoke, his voice on par with Mal’vex’s. This pleased her greatly. She has often worked with those who do not have the same level of spirit as her when it comes to combatting the forces of Chaos. Now… now she knew that requesting the assistance of the Grey Knights was the right choice.
“Very good, Justicar. There is much evil to be vanquished here, you and your men will need such enthusiasm when it comes to our ground operation. But I warn you, this mission is much more than a purgation.” Mal’vex said as she began to pace. “As you know, we are here for another reason. Your prognosticators foresaw that this region would come under attack from Chaos forces and that there would be a person of interest to your order. After years of searching the archives and datalogs we believe that we have located such a person.” Mal’vex explained as she drew out a small holo-display from her belt. As she pressed the button engraved on its side, a green projection of a young male, roughly in his twelfth year of existence. “Tidus Malcore. A less than average child that worked as a deck hand at a fabrication unit. However recent screening as suggested he may hold great psyker prowess. It is only due to your masters pulling strings that a Black Ship hadn’t picked him up yet.”
Kneeled at the alter were five Knights of Titan. They murmured their own prays in silence as the ship’s Chaplin gave upon them his final blessings, flicking the divine water onto their ancient armour. As he did so, he turned to Mal’vex, who, with the assistant of two squires anointed her with her gold and silver armour which had been passed down through her family for generations. Her scythe was sheathed and her armour locked down.
Giving a small respectful bow to the Chaplin she then turned her attention to the knights, whom were still kneeled before her.
“Rise, Knights of Titan. For now, your service to the Imperium is needed once more.” She bellowed with pure authority.
Without a second’s hesitation, the Justicar stood, quickly followed by the rest of his men. Their glowing blue eyes fixed upon her.
“We are yours to command, Inquisitor. We only need to know where to strike, and we will strike with the wrath of the Emperor himself!” The Justicar spoke, his voice on par with Mal’vex’s. This pleased her greatly. She has often worked with those who do not have the same level of spirit as her when it comes to combatting the forces of Chaos. Now… now she knew that requesting the assistance of the Grey Knights was the right choice.
“Very good, Justicar. There is much evil to be vanquished here, you and your men will need such enthusiasm when it comes to our ground operation. But I warn you, this mission is much more than a purgation.” Mal’vex said as she began to pace. “As you know, we are here for another reason. Your prognosticators foresaw that this region would come under attack from Chaos forces and that there would be a person of interest to your order. After years of searching the archives and datalogs we believe that we have located such a person.” Mal’vex explained as she drew out a small holo-display from her belt. As she pressed the button engraved on its side, a green projection of a young male, roughly in his twelfth year of existence. “Tidus Malcore. A less than average child that worked as a deck hand at a fabrication unit. However recent screening as suggested he may hold great psyker prowess. It is only due to your masters pulling strings that a Black Ship hadn’t picked him up yet.”
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