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Current I am still on RPG, so do feel free to message me. Just don't have the time or energy to actually join any RP's right now. Focusing on a LOT of other projects, including getting into Audio Drama.
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Computer is back, yay. I can post again :)
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6 yrs ago
Sorry for disappearing for 2 months. Life kinda went to shit and RPG was pushed to the back of my mind.
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Computer is broke AGAIN. Dog jumped on me when I had a glass of water in my hand, but some of it leaked in. Posts are going to be slow for the next week.
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It was a good post. I also was thinking of maybe giving out Ranger Powers to some of the other ships, but yeah, gotta be a pure hearted character.
@Forsythe You mean you become the Digimon? Well, that's kind of what i was thinking with the Digi Armour Eggs, where your kid can essentially equip themselves with the Digi-Armour to kinda Power Rangers power up. That being said, this RP will feature a heavy theme on the bond with your partner. And i was thinking that Mega Forms would be Biodigivolution much like Tamers

@RickyG85 This is essentially a sequel to an RP i did that died with the old RPG forum. As for how the RP will go, it's gonna be more like Data Squad where you'll be recruited into an organization after you get a partner.
Warspite Briefing Room


Feeling slightly embarrased by the whole "Giant Robo-Pteradactyl almost ripping the ships docking arms off" thing, Raekar had remained silent and stoic for this last few minutes, allowing others to speak and come across with their ships capabilities and offerings. Finally, she stood, lowering her hood. She decided to go in her natural Bird Monster form, a show of trust, not hiding her form from them. Plus, shape-shifting was like tensing a nerve, got a bit achy after a while. Plus, General Kenobi didn't seem to be here, no point in showing off for him. "Greetings to all of you. I am afraid that my ships capacity for war in space is somewhat limited, but on the ground, you will find him more than capable of destroying anything that comes his way. My ship is an ancient being named Trypticon from a civilization known as Cybertronians. His capabilities could best be described as... One-Bot-Siege-Machine. I can provide teleportation capacity for any who need it, but the key skill i offer is to anyone with soldiers pure of heart. I can provide powerful weapons, armours and Colossal Assault Vehicles. I cannot give out blueprints, but if you are willing to select crew members from your ships and send them to me, i am willing to provide them with everything they need. But i must stress, my weapons are ONLY for those who are strong of character and morality. Strength of body is irrelevant." She said looking around the room. She was prepared to make Morphers, but she was going to make sure they were used properly "Although my crew compliment is also limited, you will find that each of my Rangers fight with the strength of 100. Right now, they have teleported down to the planet and are performing reconnaissance on these "Replicators" current movements." She said, before sitting back down and listening to the others.

As the subject of potentially destroying key instilations from orbit was brought up, Raekar found herself siding with Tarkin. "Wait, wait, wait, yes, the Admiral is right. Orbital bombardment and potential destruction of a whole planet should probably be the LAST resort, not the first. My Rangers are attempting to learn their motives and movements right now. I suggest, at the VERY least, awaiting their report on the situation before taking a rather rash action."

Jedi Temple


Planetside, the Rangers were still in their defensive structure. "What's the situation, bro?" Jack whispered to Phil. Phil seemed to snap out of his processing trance as his spike sparked and turned back into a hand, he waved it as if in pain.

"Attempts at communication were... Unsuccessful." He replied. They then heard the scuttling clacking of metal on marble.

"Defensive positions!" Jack ordered in a quiet tone, the magics surrounding them should allow stealth to remain possible... But he had figured without the mechanical element. Seeing a child round the corner and stare at them before giving greetings.

"What the heck? We had no life signs before?" Mele said.

"Can't be a normal kid, otherwise the perception filter would make us invisible to him." Jay pointed out. At this point, Michelle stepped forward, a golden light eminating from her hands as she reached out with her magics to try and get a bead on the kind of spirit the child possessed... Only to find none.

"Definitely some kind of machine." She said, before adopting an aggressive stance, but Kai approached and put his arm on hers to push her out of the aggressive stance

"Maybe at least ATTEMPT communication before trying to beat up a kid?" Kai suggested. He then turned and looked at the kid, taking a few cautious steps towards him. "Hey there." He said, pulling the cloth from his face to reveal his handsome features and horns at the sides of his head. "Mind telling us what you're doing in the middle of a genocidal deathbot infested hell-hole?" Phil, in the meantime was studying the childs movements, the calculating and precise movements of its body. No instinct in anything it did.

"You are a synthetic creature such as myself." Phil stepped forward next to Kai. "Attempts to deceive us of your true nature will be quite futile. Please allow us to facilitate dialogue that we and the Replicators may come to a mutually beneficial end to the current hostilities. We Rangers are defenders of peace and justice. We wish to avoid bloodshed whenever possible." He said to the child.

While the rest of the rangers were attempting to open communications with the Replicators, Asami had slipped a little away from the group, moving upwards to a balcony, drawing her blaster and moving to vantage point to cover the rest of the team in the event that the child attacked. This wouldn't be the first time a monster had taken the form of a child to try and deceive them.
Sorry for lack of activity, been very busy IRL these last few days, will try to get a post up today.
<Snipped quote by PrinceAlexus>

In the game of this type I joined many years ago, which I based this off, I was the Battlestar Columbia and @mattmanganon will remember he kinda... took charge and didn't take no for an answer.


The entire party watching me try to take charge

I can't remember which one you are specifically talking about, because i have fucked up a LOT of RP's that way.
See, you described the new Replicator as a small child and now all i can imagine is this scene

How Raekar see's herself:



What everyone on Warspite is seeing:

@Sep Rangers like to see the good in everyone. Diplomatic resolution is ALWAYS plan A. Plan B is sticking the 100ft colossal assault vehicles on them.
Astro Megatimeship

Having received the message to head over to Warspite for a meeting, Raekar stood in her room in front of her mirror. Her form shifting as she looked, trying to find something appropriate. "Regal?" She asked herself as her clothes changed to a long, flowing, blue dress with sequins. "Nah, they'll think i'm showing off..." She groaned, before changing to white crop-top with pink short-shorts. "Yes for beach, no for summits." She then let out a sigh as she turned back into her natural bird-like form. "Let's see, what would Daniel like?" She thought. "Hey, Trypticon, you've met gods. What clothes do they like?" The camera in the top corner of the room swivelled to look at her.

"Titans... Have no concept of clothes..." The whole ship rumbled in it's almost gargled, reptilian voice.

"Yeah, but there're Lady Titans out there. Remember when we ran into Chela? She and Metrotitan had a thing going on." Raekar pointed out.

"Titans... Mate for... Personal compatibility... Not phyisical..." He responded.

"You know what, you're right. I'm putting too much on the physical." Keeping the bird form, her clothes changed into a crimson set of wrap-around robes with a silver cape. "There we go. Just the regular ol' dull as dishwater Order of Meridian outfit..." She said, before scrunching up her face. "Or do i go with..." Her clothes changed to a white military dress uniform, black accents on the shoulders and the sides, black cuffs on both wrists and hem. "There we go, Time Force dress uniform" She said fixing the collar. "But we were formally discharged... But they did also go back on that... TRYP, I'M BAD AT PICKING AN OUTFIT! CHOOSE ONE FOR ME!!!" She cried.

"Order of Meridian." He responded. She changed again in a few seconds back to the crimsone robes with silver cape.

"Yeah... You know what, YEAH! Zordon got to call himself a Wizard, why can't i be a wizard? I know magic. I know technology. Screw everyone, I'm a wizard." She pumped herself up. "And to accent that, i'm taking Kai's Wizardactyl. What are they gonna do, sue me?" She laughed, before making her way down to the Zord bay.

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Coruscant, Jedi Temple


As Phil plugged himself in, his eyes seemed to change to glow the same etherial blue light as the archives. "Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing... Processing..."

"That's a little more Processing than i'm comfortable with. Is he ok? Mele asked in a hushed whisper, watching the bugs.

"Processing..."

"Bro, you good?" Jack asked. When suddenly, the bugs all came to a sudden halt. The only sounds eminating in the suddenly dead building being the trickling of water from the Room Of A Thousand Fountains.

"Processing..." pierced the air like a knife. Suddenly, the room exploded with the clacking of bugs.

"Nope, not liking that, not liking it one bit..." Jay whispered.

"They are leaving, why?" Michelle asked.

"Processing..."

"No idea. Stay alert, keep looking. The magics may still be cloaking us. If they can't process us, they may be engaging a search pattern." Jack replied, his brain buzzing with the tactical response to such actions. He wanted to yank Phil out of there right now and get while the getting was good. But the information may be too valuable to not got.

"Processing..."

"You better not go Venjix on us again, bro." Jack patted Phil on the shoulder. "Spread out and cover the entrances, i don't and these guys getting in without someone seeing them. He ordered. The rangers immediately jumped towards the nearest entrances to the archive room. Looking out, taking point and getting the best view possible. Jack staying beside Phil in order to cover him in this vulnerable state.

"Processing..." Phil responded to the pat. Data was flowing through the robots head as he desperately tried to correlate the data into actually managable files. Figuring out what files when with what launching programs and what was designed to do what. He could see minds in there, vast minds not too disimilar to his own. Of course, his mind was a hodgepodge of different technologies. Eltaran magics, Hartford Foundation body, Machine Empire memory banks, plus whatever the hell upgrades and alterations the Venjix Virus had done to him when it had taken over him and used him to as a stepping stone to take over Metroplex to destroy the universe. "Processing..." His physical body said, robotically continuing to keep its allies appraised of the situation. But inside of this flow of information, Phil looked towards the vast minds "Bah Weep Granah, Weep, Nini Bong?" He messaged them, along with a small data packet of basic instructions on communication. If nothing else, the Universal Greeting might help to facilitate some kind of dialogue.

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Warspite Hangar


The large green mechanical Pterodactyl approached the Warspites hangar, Raekar pressed the buttons for the hailing. "Warspite, this is Raekar, Emissary of the Astro Megaship, requesting permission to land." She said over the comm, before getting permission from the hangar's operators. The Wizardactyl flew in, landed on its feet, before walking over to one of the births designed for a 40 meter tall ship. As the support arms from the ship approached Wizardactyl to automatically attempt to dock it, Wizardactyl (A sentient machine) Took minor offense to this and snapped at the docking arms, not enough to actually damage them, but definitely scratching the paintwork, as if warning them to back off, before throwing its wings wide in a threatening stance to make itself look as big as possible and letting out a screech that could even be heard through the vacuum of space.

"WOW, CALM DOWN, BIG GAL!!!" She cooed, before manually taking control, messaging ground control. "Sorry about her, she's a little grouchy around non-sentient machines trying to manhandle her." It walked towards the dock and loaded itself in, before settling down and waited for the area to pressurize (It still blew Raekar's mind that there was no air in space in weird alternate universes. Back in her universe, ships were usually pressurized to keep out the Space Air that tasted really bad.) Finally as she was allowed to disembark she appoached the deligation. "Bah Weep Granah, Weep, Nini Bong!" She greeted them with a wave of her hands and a gift of a what looked like a small Granola Bar to Commander Del Rio. "It is a pleasure to meet you in person, Commander. Raekar, Commander of Astro Megaship, Phoenix-Level commander of Order of Meridian, Executive Scientist of Time Force, Wizard. I do want to apologize again for my friend here." She said pointing at Wizardactyl. "She's usually a lot better behaved. I don't know what came over here... I can pay for any damages..." She said nervously.
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