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We've done it. Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, lives.
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Noble Arms: Thread Three, has started. Posts and roll call will come shortly.
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There will be a new thread for Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, my Roleplay, for this new year.
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Happy New Year's Eve from my end!
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Reinhard ‘Tenno’ Martin
"I'll pay," Tenno said to Intan, "So, what are your tastes? I like men of my age group - 18 to 22 - and older women with an Amazonian disposition; muscle girls. I presume you only like women, though? If so, what's your type?"
This wasn't just small talk; Tenno needed to know what he can about his teammate - After all, it's best to know their buttons should they turn against him one day, or he felt the need to turn against them for some greater good; it's not like they're going to reject bringing a girl who did not want to be brought back to her father, especially since her father probably wanted her to marry an abusive asshole for money and alliances.
He entered the Silver Rose, his silvery hair shimmering as he moved; if Intan viewed him through the Astral Plane right now, he would be a bright beacon, emanating metallic hues of golden, silver, and platinum light. Speaking of the Astral Plane, Tenno thought of switching to Astral Perception but decided not to be rude to the... employees and the madame. With a smile, he approached the receptionist, saying, "Greetings; I presume this place is open?"
Once he had gotten his answers, he would ask another series of questions, namely about the availability of their workers, their experience, and what races they employed, which segued into another query about how frequently they had business. Then, he'd look for someone who was both handsome/beautiful and not dumber than a sack of hammers, and if multiple people who fit those criteria existed, he'd spend money on them all plus what Intan had, then head off into the rooms, where in-between 'exertions', he would ask them about their lives and the local situation, pumping them for info.
"I'll pay," Tenno said to Intan, "So, what are your tastes? I like men of my age group - 18 to 22 - and older women with an Amazonian disposition; muscle girls. I presume you only like women, though? If so, what's your type?"
This wasn't just small talk; Tenno needed to know what he can about his teammate - After all, it's best to know their buttons should they turn against him one day, or he felt the need to turn against them for some greater good; it's not like they're going to reject bringing a girl who did not want to be brought back to her father, especially since her father probably wanted her to marry an abusive asshole for money and alliances.
He entered the Silver Rose, his silvery hair shimmering as he moved; if Intan viewed him through the Astral Plane right now, he would be a bright beacon, emanating metallic hues of golden, silver, and platinum light. Speaking of the Astral Plane, Tenno thought of switching to Astral Perception but decided not to be rude to the... employees and the madame. With a smile, he approached the receptionist, saying, "Greetings; I presume this place is open?"
Once he had gotten his answers, he would ask another series of questions, namely about the availability of their workers, their experience, and what races they employed, which segued into another query about how frequently they had business. Then, he'd look for someone who was both handsome/beautiful and not dumber than a sack of hammers, and if multiple people who fit those criteria existed, he'd spend money on them all plus what Intan had, then head off into the rooms, where in-between 'exertions', he would ask them about their lives and the local situation, pumping them for info.
@Raqueltrper, welcome!
Kazuki Yamagata
For a brief moment, Kazuki flashed back to the fall of Jaku City, how his parents had died, and how he had been captured by the League of Villains back then. How he had cried and screamed as they hurt him again and again and again -
His eyes blazed with fury, glinting with reflected light. Now that he had been teleported along with his friends to where Keyaru was grandstanding, he had enough space to force himself up, if only he could overcome the enhanced gravity, the visions of death and destruction that brought bile to his throat, and the burning meteor bearing down on them; a meteor he was suspected was an illusion.
If his gun was intact, he would raise it, pushing himself beyond his limits, gritting his teeth as he pushed the words through his lips, "Keyaru... I trust Ravens."
He pulled the trigger, hoping against hope there was an Anti-Quirk bullet in the magazine. If the meteor was an illusion or some sort of Quirk-based power, an Anti-Quirk Bullet would cancel it out. And if not, then at least he lived a full life, having experienced joy and pain and found the girl of his dreams. If he spent the last moments of his life defying Keyaru, it would be a life lived well. But even if his gun was not intact and that fact was obscured by the visions of death all around him, Kazuki would howl out even louder, "I TRUST RAVENS!"
When Jaku City had fallen, a mysterious woman from the Hawks Agency had saved him. He did not know who she was; she looked different from Ravens, after all. But after seeing the real Ravens into action, a magnificent vision of beauty second only to Hikari, his girlfriend, he knew this - Even if Ravens was not that mysterious woman in another guise, she was similar enough to trust.
He forced more words out, ignoring the pain and the strain on his body and how his eyes began to blur with tears, "Fuck Kites and his assertions - He must be a fool to put his 'Shadow Hawks' above protecting other people! Ravens came to stop you despite Kites being there; that's proof enough that she can be trusted! So fuck you, Keyaru! Meteor, gravity, or just another type of illusion, I will defy you till the very end!"
Blinking, clearing his eyes just long enough to see if he could shoot, Kazuki pointed his gun at Keyaru a second time, hoping against hope it could still shoot...
@Iamme@Dragon Arts@Digmata@Gerlando@BlackMaiden@Letter Bee@The Man Emperor@Aku the Samurai@JrVader@Paingodsson
For a brief moment, Kazuki flashed back to the fall of Jaku City, how his parents had died, and how he had been captured by the League of Villains back then. How he had cried and screamed as they hurt him again and again and again -
His eyes blazed with fury, glinting with reflected light. Now that he had been teleported along with his friends to where Keyaru was grandstanding, he had enough space to force himself up, if only he could overcome the enhanced gravity, the visions of death and destruction that brought bile to his throat, and the burning meteor bearing down on them; a meteor he was suspected was an illusion.
If his gun was intact, he would raise it, pushing himself beyond his limits, gritting his teeth as he pushed the words through his lips, "Keyaru... I trust Ravens."
He pulled the trigger, hoping against hope there was an Anti-Quirk bullet in the magazine. If the meteor was an illusion or some sort of Quirk-based power, an Anti-Quirk Bullet would cancel it out. And if not, then at least he lived a full life, having experienced joy and pain and found the girl of his dreams. If he spent the last moments of his life defying Keyaru, it would be a life lived well. But even if his gun was not intact and that fact was obscured by the visions of death all around him, Kazuki would howl out even louder, "I TRUST RAVENS!"
When Jaku City had fallen, a mysterious woman from the Hawks Agency had saved him. He did not know who she was; she looked different from Ravens, after all. But after seeing the real Ravens into action, a magnificent vision of beauty second only to Hikari, his girlfriend, he knew this - Even if Ravens was not that mysterious woman in another guise, she was similar enough to trust.
He forced more words out, ignoring the pain and the strain on his body and how his eyes began to blur with tears, "Fuck Kites and his assertions - He must be a fool to put his 'Shadow Hawks' above protecting other people! Ravens came to stop you despite Kites being there; that's proof enough that she can be trusted! So fuck you, Keyaru! Meteor, gravity, or just another type of illusion, I will defy you till the very end!"
Blinking, clearing his eyes just long enough to see if he could shoot, Kazuki pointed his gun at Keyaru a second time, hoping against hope it could still shoot...
@Iamme@Dragon Arts@Digmata@Gerlando@BlackMaiden@Letter Bee@The Man Emperor@Aku the Samurai@JrVader@Paingodsson
@ClocktowerEchos, would my joining be problematic? If so, I apologize in advance for bothering you.
There are 24 more days till the heatwaves end; this means that if we can set the groundwork for a continuation once players can write and post again, we can.
Reinhard ‘Tenno’ Martin
During the trip, something in Tenno broke. He was tired of this, tired of marking time in a stagnating, rotten world where there was no ideal solution - Even his nation, the Flux State, had its bad spots and flaws and factionalism, even as doom drew near. The Corpos had too much power, but to be honest, anarchism... It was not able to erase the flaws of Humanity and its nature. No, only true balance can contain it and bring forth good results; not that enough realize it to make a difference. But maybe, for now, it was enough that he knew; maybe being a Hooder, guarding moments of happiness for people, was enough.
He still hated it, still hated the long shadow of trauma and the continued destruction of his mental state that his life, alone, without trusting anyone or anything, brought him. The slow death of himself. These people... They were too content with how things are; they've settled down and accepted the unacceptable. They weren't family, much less friends.
As they got off the bus, there were long moments of indecision as the group began to discuss what they should do; Lisbon was an unfamiliar place, but that did not mean they considered all the possibilities. Not that the one he, barely in his early twenties, wanted to propose was in any way typical or even normal, even for Shadowrunners. So his next words were, “We’ve been given a lot of latitude and nuyen to pursue that latitude. We also have a priest, sinful though he may be to his sect to hang around with us. This opens up local religious groups as a means of inquiry; some people are fearless enough to preach to gangsters in this day and age.”
Then he continued, “I’m going to the brothels, though - I’m old enough and I need to drown my issues.”
Blatantly turning his back on the others, Tenno then brought up his PDA/Smartphone/Comms Device and began looking for semi-reputable red-light establishments close to the area without a care in the world. Well, that was a lie; he did care about what the others thought of him, he was crying out for someone to care about him despite his issues. Despite him being mean to them inside, he still held out hope that maybe just maybe the impossible could happen and he could find something to care about than what was already lost.
He looked at the Oni (Bomoh), and strangely enough, the suit guy, saying, "Oi, you two; if you don't have plans, want to come with me? Or do you intend to chase other leads you've come up with? Also, just to make sure, is the district those two gangs are fighting over a red-light district, or just your regular economically depressed hellhole with no jobs, no money, no investment, or even decent infrastructure? Yes, a Flux State brat knows what those terms are; we're not all uneducated rubes."
One second, two seconds, and a third, for the two to get that Tenno's invitation was to take their measure, to offer a chance at connection and conciliation before he just dismissed them as a defeatist and a willing collaborator with the corpos. Whether they refused or not, however, Tenno would head for an establishment that advertised the company of adult men and women of both genders, an establishment rumored to have links with the Vultures, although those were unsubstantiated...
@Theyra
During the trip, something in Tenno broke. He was tired of this, tired of marking time in a stagnating, rotten world where there was no ideal solution - Even his nation, the Flux State, had its bad spots and flaws and factionalism, even as doom drew near. The Corpos had too much power, but to be honest, anarchism... It was not able to erase the flaws of Humanity and its nature. No, only true balance can contain it and bring forth good results; not that enough realize it to make a difference. But maybe, for now, it was enough that he knew; maybe being a Hooder, guarding moments of happiness for people, was enough.
He still hated it, still hated the long shadow of trauma and the continued destruction of his mental state that his life, alone, without trusting anyone or anything, brought him. The slow death of himself. These people... They were too content with how things are; they've settled down and accepted the unacceptable. They weren't family, much less friends.
As they got off the bus, there were long moments of indecision as the group began to discuss what they should do; Lisbon was an unfamiliar place, but that did not mean they considered all the possibilities. Not that the one he, barely in his early twenties, wanted to propose was in any way typical or even normal, even for Shadowrunners. So his next words were, “We’ve been given a lot of latitude and nuyen to pursue that latitude. We also have a priest, sinful though he may be to his sect to hang around with us. This opens up local religious groups as a means of inquiry; some people are fearless enough to preach to gangsters in this day and age.”
Then he continued, “I’m going to the brothels, though - I’m old enough and I need to drown my issues.”
Blatantly turning his back on the others, Tenno then brought up his PDA/Smartphone/Comms Device and began looking for semi-reputable red-light establishments close to the area without a care in the world. Well, that was a lie; he did care about what the others thought of him, he was crying out for someone to care about him despite his issues. Despite him being mean to them inside, he still held out hope that maybe just maybe the impossible could happen and he could find something to care about than what was already lost.
He looked at the Oni (Bomoh), and strangely enough, the suit guy, saying, "Oi, you two; if you don't have plans, want to come with me? Or do you intend to chase other leads you've come up with? Also, just to make sure, is the district those two gangs are fighting over a red-light district, or just your regular economically depressed hellhole with no jobs, no money, no investment, or even decent infrastructure? Yes, a Flux State brat knows what those terms are; we're not all uneducated rubes."
One second, two seconds, and a third, for the two to get that Tenno's invitation was to take their measure, to offer a chance at connection and conciliation before he just dismissed them as a defeatist and a willing collaborator with the corpos. Whether they refused or not, however, Tenno would head for an establishment that advertised the company of adult men and women of both genders, an establishment rumored to have links with the Vultures, although those were unsubstantiated...
@Theyra
Back in the RP for as long as my schedule permits it.
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