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Current Two years, nine months. Noble Arms: The ASEAN War, my RP, still needs players.
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Two years, eight months, three threads... Four months more until my RP as a whole lasts three years.
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My Elder Scrolls RP may reach a third month... or die in a few days. It depends on luck.
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My RP, despite many challenges, has ran for two years and seven months across three threads.
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Mission Four - Knives in Phnom Penh

Cambodian National Assembly Grounds - 11/11/2022 07:17 UTC+7, which is 8:17, UTC+8

The Cambodian Special Operations Command, the elite guards of the Cambodian Prime Minister, fired back at Dior's death squad as the latter dropped from the sky. The simultaneous release of dozens of weapons filled the air with bullets as the infantry and vehicles - Light Tanks and Scout Cars, began firing at the small, fast-moving targets, hoping to clip each one with the sheer weight of projectiles. A few of these people were firing MANPADs too, hoping that as their missiles exploded in the air, these were intended to shake Dior and his assassins as they tried to land on the ground.

They failed, and the assassins landed among their ranks, pulling out assault rifles and submachine guns while a few others threw grenades; these seven, though not Arms Masters themselves, wrought immense havoc against the Special Operations Command and their associated Cambodian Army units. However, there were still enough of the foe's soldiers to shoot at Kaden when they saw the latter running towards them. These elite soldiers would attempt suppressive fire against the fast-moving young man and his Noble Arm, hoping to pin him down.

Eighty-nine guns were firing at him all at once; a large portion of the elite forces guarding the building were focusing fire on him, forcing him to hide behind whatever cover there was or use his Noble Arm's powers to the fullest - Or maybe both simultaneously?

The point was that these soldiers were elites in the fullest sense and skilled in taking down Arms Masters.

The three hundred Cambodian soldiers who were tasked with protecting Prime Minister H.S. were being whittled down; about forty of them were dead and fifteen more were out of commission. But filled with dedication to their paymaster and hatred for their neighbors and the rich countries who buttressed the 'global order', they fought on, continuing to shoot, to throw grenades, to duck behind cover, to pull wounded men away to be given emergency medical treatment - Whatever can be said about them, they were proud and bold despite their servitude to a dark cause that has rooted itself in their hearts.

It would not stop them from dying, especially when their focus on Dior's death squad and pinning down Kaden meant that they were open to an attack from the real Dior and one Len Vuong, whom they have not noticed in their haste to focus on the attackers before them...

@4wheathRmany@Danyel@LimeTime966
The OOC OP has been updated with a new rule.

10.) New Rule (October 12, 2024): Sexual content, including situations where one finds themselves shirtless or otherwise unclothed by force, is now forbidden in the thread itself. RPGuild Private Messages, however, are an option for those who really want to do it, and if situations that may disgust most people are necessary for the advancement of the plot, players who give their consent to witness or write out such situations will be allowed access to special RPGuild PMs upon giving their permission.


Raven Rivers

The Ranger Corps was the first step Raven had to rescue his wife and son; he had to remain optimistic for his daughters sake. And that meant putting on a smiling face and making himself feel optimistic about his new commanding officer - He did not know her and while what he had heard caused him respect mixed with a tinge of pity, that was no substitute for experience and trust. He also did not know his shipmates, and had no shared history with them, and while he was always ready to lend a hand, to help, to listen to whatever they felt like saying... He just felt like he was alone, even desperate.

Most of the other Mech Pilots here had their own traumatic backstories; he could not impose the burden of his own until there was mutual trust. But, he was curious about what troubles they had, anyway.

He breathed in, then out, realizing that he was not sure how to approach this collection of Humans and Aliens as he waited for his Commanding Officer to arrive and give them the debrief. He was a married man; he did not want to seem like he was approaching a woman - or another man - out of less-than-pure intentions. Damnit; how was making new friends this hard?

Well, the bird-man seemed friendly, so he'll just approach him first once he got out of his mech; once he was fully docked inside the ship. Honestly, the process of docking, of entering the aptly-named 'Spirit of Adventure' via the hangar... He could not find the words to describe it, so he just followed the instructions until he was able to get out of his mech and get into the lift; artificial gravity was a thing, after all, and he couldn't just fly down, despite the small size of his machine.

As he got down, he wondered if people would be surprised by how small Lumen Humanitas was; it was meant to enter small places, then shoot out as much firepower as possible before getting out - He was proud of his machine.

Not that that bird man's own was not... fashionable. In a cool way. Speaking of cool, as Raven approached Anka, waving hi in greetings with one hand while taking off his helmet with another unless ordered not to, the man would realize that he was older than many of these people...

@The Man Emperor





My burnout is ending; some RPs of mine have slowed down massively.

I'll be making an OC soon.
@rainsoundz, welcome!
Mykhailo Martinez

Mykhailo was flying now; he had followed every step of the take-off procedure - He did not need to be the best or act like he was the best; he just needed to be enough to stand beside his squadron-mates. He knew what people said he was - A 'wunderkind', an 'anime protagonist', 'naive', 'callow', 'foolish' and 'too young'.

That slipped off him like water off a duck's back, too. Artemio would not want him to be sad.

He opened channels to Valkyrie, before saying, "Hey, hey, Valk! Brightspark here, and I'm glad to be flying with you instead of against you!"

Grinning under his pilot mask, he continued, "You're cute, you know that? Sad that I didn't get to fight you, though; you would have been a real challenge, win or lose!"

This would have struck those who heard it as boastful or overconfident, had not Mykhailo clarified, "Not that I care whether I win or lose as long as I survive reasonably intact. But seriously, though, Valk; you're not that bad a gal, from what I've heard - Let's have a drink together once we arrive in Malta!"

@Rhona W@Damo021
@BlazingBark, welcome!
@Ol Judgeent, I love Mage (both Ascension and Awakening). Glad to see you on the site!
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