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NCR Trooper, assuming we're only permitted to have one character.
Raven Rivers
Raven was just headed outside, barely a few steps away from the Colonel's office, when the brawl broke out, a brawl between the Tankers and Tarak's own band of groupies for reasons he did not want to know about. Seriously, just because he lost his marbles did not mean everyone else had to lose theirs'!
He then commed the Colonel, saying, "I'm getting Colonel Dalton and as many Infantry as I can commandeer on short notice. This has to be nipped in the bud - I'll talk to Doc Yuri later after additional combat fatigue and injuries."
Before this entire war started, the Green Knights had been on garrison duty, putting down brawls and riots with the minimum of cruelty and heavy-handedness, unlike their Capellan paymasters. Raven had, before things went to hell, been a good soldier and this incident brought back some of his learned instincts. The moment he made contact with any squads of Infantry close to the brawl site/hangars, he would shout, "Cordon off the hangar bay! Repeat, cordon off the hangar bay! This is Pilot Rivers, requesting Sgt. Dalton and all Infantry to prepare for riot control; anyone with any experience as riot police is to step forward and help me restore order - We cannot allow this to spread!"
Raven knew no one respected him now that he was losing his edge, his sanity, and anything that made him 'serviceable'. But that was no reason for him not to try and do his part; he just had to remember his lessons and make the right call. No fancy gimmicks such as turning off the lights or using the sprinklers. He and Sgt. Dalton and any Infantry with riot police experience will form up around the edges of the mech bays, then begin the process of restoring order by slowly closing in, whatever improvised shields and blunt weapons they had up, and demanding that the riot be stopped 'In the Name of the Colonel'. If they had spare Anti-Riot weapons such as sticky foam, sound guns, or anything rescued from the initial escape from the Crimson Fists, those would be used.
He'd let Sgt. Dalton be the carrot to his stick as they put down the brawlers; let them hate, as long as they knew that there was still some fight left in him. Right now, Raven was going to resolve this swiftly, strongly, and with as little pain as he could bring.
"Stop this at once!" he'd only bark out once before working with the Infantry to put down (non-lethally) the brawling crews, which he realized were divided among partisan lines between Tank Crew and Mech Crew (and Pilots). Then he'd turn to Sgt. Dalton and say, "You're neutral in this and everyone respects you; what should we say to make them stop?"
@Abstract Proxy@Th3King0fChaos@Starlance@Pilatus
Raven was just headed outside, barely a few steps away from the Colonel's office, when the brawl broke out, a brawl between the Tankers and Tarak's own band of groupies for reasons he did not want to know about. Seriously, just because he lost his marbles did not mean everyone else had to lose theirs'!
He then commed the Colonel, saying, "I'm getting Colonel Dalton and as many Infantry as I can commandeer on short notice. This has to be nipped in the bud - I'll talk to Doc Yuri later after additional combat fatigue and injuries."
Before this entire war started, the Green Knights had been on garrison duty, putting down brawls and riots with the minimum of cruelty and heavy-handedness, unlike their Capellan paymasters. Raven had, before things went to hell, been a good soldier and this incident brought back some of his learned instincts. The moment he made contact with any squads of Infantry close to the brawl site/hangars, he would shout, "Cordon off the hangar bay! Repeat, cordon off the hangar bay! This is Pilot Rivers, requesting Sgt. Dalton and all Infantry to prepare for riot control; anyone with any experience as riot police is to step forward and help me restore order - We cannot allow this to spread!"
Raven knew no one respected him now that he was losing his edge, his sanity, and anything that made him 'serviceable'. But that was no reason for him not to try and do his part; he just had to remember his lessons and make the right call. No fancy gimmicks such as turning off the lights or using the sprinklers. He and Sgt. Dalton and any Infantry with riot police experience will form up around the edges of the mech bays, then begin the process of restoring order by slowly closing in, whatever improvised shields and blunt weapons they had up, and demanding that the riot be stopped 'In the Name of the Colonel'. If they had spare Anti-Riot weapons such as sticky foam, sound guns, or anything rescued from the initial escape from the Crimson Fists, those would be used.
He'd let Sgt. Dalton be the carrot to his stick as they put down the brawlers; let them hate, as long as they knew that there was still some fight left in him. Right now, Raven was going to resolve this swiftly, strongly, and with as little pain as he could bring.
"Stop this at once!" he'd only bark out once before working with the Infantry to put down (non-lethally) the brawling crews, which he realized were divided among partisan lines between Tank Crew and Mech Crew (and Pilots). Then he'd turn to Sgt. Dalton and say, "You're neutral in this and everyone respects you; what should we say to make them stop?"
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Is it permitted to play an NCR guy who is fundamentally a decent person and wants to save the NCR?
Or is that concept too much?
Or is that concept too much?
@Kamedesu, welcome!
Welcome!
@Digmata, Approval One given. Very scary, btw.
@ManyThings, Approval One given.
Seems like Constantine XI Shielder Lily will be weak against this cat.
Seems like Constantine XI Shielder Lily will be weak against this cat.
Reinhard 'Tenno' Martin
"Sure," Tenno said as he walked over and took a large sip of the burning alcohol from one of the glasses; he was a Mystic Adept; he can take this. Besides, it took him all he had not to lose himself in alcoholism when he found himself not just free, but with enough nuyen to buy... Drink.
Either way, he let the others plan; he had lost faith in his own intelligence and genius a long time ago. After all, nothing had saved them from the fall of the Flux State and the torment that had followed. An entire nation that claimed not to be a government; a state that was not a puppet of the corpos or a force for stasis. Good things never really lasted in this crapsack world, didn't they?
Without prompting, Tenno took another sip, then another, then yet another, before saying glumly, "The Flux State was a good thing. And it's never coming back. Not as it once was; the Corpos can leave Berlin tomorrow and it won't come back. No hope, no light, nothing besides hand-to-mouth survival in this fallen world."
He perked up, trying to regain the apperance of hope, "Well, that and the Nuyen; sorry for being a debbie downer - Let's enjoy ourselves! Did that mini-fridge have food?"
The hollowness of those words would be ignored by his team-mates; he was convinced of that. It didn't matter; he was determined to pull his own weight. Nevertheless, he started planning for if the 'Lost Heir' didn't actually want to be found, didn't actually want to succeed her father, or if her father was lying and had bad plans for his own flesh and blood. Should he bring it up with the rest? Would they agree to betray their contracts out of morality?
The answer to that was no, so Tenno would not tell them his suspicions. Besides, he was only one person, best not to rock the boat; he had learned his lesson in Saeder-Krupp's 'facilities'.
He was only as useful as those in power saw him as.
Enough! Just eat; maybe the mini-fridge had something with actual sugar and cocoa - That ought to actually lift one's mood!
"Sure," Tenno said as he walked over and took a large sip of the burning alcohol from one of the glasses; he was a Mystic Adept; he can take this. Besides, it took him all he had not to lose himself in alcoholism when he found himself not just free, but with enough nuyen to buy... Drink.
Either way, he let the others plan; he had lost faith in his own intelligence and genius a long time ago. After all, nothing had saved them from the fall of the Flux State and the torment that had followed. An entire nation that claimed not to be a government; a state that was not a puppet of the corpos or a force for stasis. Good things never really lasted in this crapsack world, didn't they?
Without prompting, Tenno took another sip, then another, then yet another, before saying glumly, "The Flux State was a good thing. And it's never coming back. Not as it once was; the Corpos can leave Berlin tomorrow and it won't come back. No hope, no light, nothing besides hand-to-mouth survival in this fallen world."
He perked up, trying to regain the apperance of hope, "Well, that and the Nuyen; sorry for being a debbie downer - Let's enjoy ourselves! Did that mini-fridge have food?"
The hollowness of those words would be ignored by his team-mates; he was convinced of that. It didn't matter; he was determined to pull his own weight. Nevertheless, he started planning for if the 'Lost Heir' didn't actually want to be found, didn't actually want to succeed her father, or if her father was lying and had bad plans for his own flesh and blood. Should he bring it up with the rest? Would they agree to betray their contracts out of morality?
The answer to that was no, so Tenno would not tell them his suspicions. Besides, he was only one person, best not to rock the boat; he had learned his lesson in Saeder-Krupp's 'facilities'.
He was only as useful as those in power saw him as.
Enough! Just eat; maybe the mini-fridge had something with actual sugar and cocoa - That ought to actually lift one's mood!
@Randomguy@Iamme@FatPrincess@King Cosmos@GubGar@Double D:
All accepted; repost your OCs in the Characters Tab.
@GOATPlumber, can you use the 'Edit Thread' Button to get me listed as Co-GM?
All accepted; repost your OCs in the Characters Tab.
@GOATPlumber, can you use the 'Edit Thread' Button to get me listed as Co-GM?
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