Sorry, I've been on a trip for the last 2 days with only intermittent internet access. I didn't want to post an intro until I got home, in case I lost access completely and left people waiting for me.
Anyway, I'm home now, and as soon as I have time I'll get a post up ^^ Might not be for an hour or two, though.
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Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Name: Tashia Wex
Age: 23
Race: Sentinel
Species: Tirolian
Appearance:
Tall and thin, with purplish-tinted skin and pale hair worn in a ponytail. Like this, only dressed more appropriately, and a bit less busty:
Personal Info:
Deeply frustrated by the situation her race now finds itself in, Tashia is ambitious, driven and quite prideful – both personally and nationally. She hates the idea that the abandoned Tirolians are rejects or failures, the insinuation a surefire way to set her temper off. Keenly aware of her own failings, she comes off as a borderline workaholic, spending large chunks of her down-time in the simulators or reviewing past flight records, improving her skills through sheer persistence. People who get close to her, however, find that she can be a dedicated friend with something of a big-sister complex - she likes to see her friends do well too, and doesn't shy away from holding them to her high standards for their own good.
Personal History:
Tashia was born into a poor family, in one of the least well-off cities on Tirol. Her early life taught her the value of a tight-knit community, the adolescent Tirolian taking odd jobs or watching half of her accommodation block’s children to help the adults get by. When she was old enough, she would have most likely gotten a dead-end job and continued to make ends meet.
She wanted more than that, though. She wanted to better herself, and the best way to do that was to join the Imperial military as soon as she was old enough. The local unit was less of a military and more of a militia or police force, with outdated equipment and relatively poor discipline. Most of their time was spent patrolling the streets or dealing with the more serious crimes. Still, it was an income, a bunk, and training – a foothold she could use to push herself further up. Tash took the job as seriously as if she was stationed on the imperial flagship. She did well in the pilot aptitude test, was trained and eventually assigned one of the unit’s few Variable Fighters. Maybe, just maybe, if she proved herself capable her reassignment requests would actually get answered.
Then the Masters abandoned their home-world, and her unit was deemed unfit to join the exodus. The furious pilot was crushed, her unit left with the unenviable task of maintaining order in a poor city whose government had just disappeared, on a planet under attack from a vastly superior alien force. To her pride, her comrades rose to the task, gritting their teeth and defending the city long enough for the Sentinels to arrive and reinforce them. With her home relatively safe, Tashia immediately volunteered for duty in the fleet.
Mecha: SV-IX Gamma
Weapons and equipment:
-A pistol, small but punchy.
-A compact PDW.
-A long combat knife (almost a short sword, really), usually sheathed in the small of her back.
Age: 23
Race: Sentinel
Species: Tirolian
Appearance:
Tall and thin, with purplish-tinted skin and pale hair worn in a ponytail. Like this, only dressed more appropriately, and a bit less busty:
Personal Info:
Deeply frustrated by the situation her race now finds itself in, Tashia is ambitious, driven and quite prideful – both personally and nationally. She hates the idea that the abandoned Tirolians are rejects or failures, the insinuation a surefire way to set her temper off. Keenly aware of her own failings, she comes off as a borderline workaholic, spending large chunks of her down-time in the simulators or reviewing past flight records, improving her skills through sheer persistence. People who get close to her, however, find that she can be a dedicated friend with something of a big-sister complex - she likes to see her friends do well too, and doesn't shy away from holding them to her high standards for their own good.
Personal History:
Tashia was born into a poor family, in one of the least well-off cities on Tirol. Her early life taught her the value of a tight-knit community, the adolescent Tirolian taking odd jobs or watching half of her accommodation block’s children to help the adults get by. When she was old enough, she would have most likely gotten a dead-end job and continued to make ends meet.
She wanted more than that, though. She wanted to better herself, and the best way to do that was to join the Imperial military as soon as she was old enough. The local unit was less of a military and more of a militia or police force, with outdated equipment and relatively poor discipline. Most of their time was spent patrolling the streets or dealing with the more serious crimes. Still, it was an income, a bunk, and training – a foothold she could use to push herself further up. Tash took the job as seriously as if she was stationed on the imperial flagship. She did well in the pilot aptitude test, was trained and eventually assigned one of the unit’s few Variable Fighters. Maybe, just maybe, if she proved herself capable her reassignment requests would actually get answered.
Then the Masters abandoned their home-world, and her unit was deemed unfit to join the exodus. The furious pilot was crushed, her unit left with the unenviable task of maintaining order in a poor city whose government had just disappeared, on a planet under attack from a vastly superior alien force. To her pride, her comrades rose to the task, gritting their teeth and defending the city long enough for the Sentinels to arrive and reinforce them. With her home relatively safe, Tashia immediately volunteered for duty in the fleet.
Mecha: SV-IX Gamma
Weapons and equipment:
-A pistol, small but punchy.
-A compact PDW.
-A long combat knife (almost a short sword, really), usually sheathed in the small of her back.
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Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
Ah, OK, gotcha. So the ones left behind were kind of a down-trodden lower class? I'm assuming that there would have been some military units left behind for whatever reason.
Sorry for the 20 questions routine, I'm just trying to work out a background for this embryonic character idea ^^;
Sorry for the 20 questions routine, I'm just trying to work out a background for this embryonic character idea ^^;
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Along A Different Path (Robotech/Macross inspired anthro-optional RP)
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Roleplay
So, do I have this straight? The Tirolians are the robot masters, and the ones left in the core worlds are the ones left behind when most of the empire ran off after the macross? They used to be top dogs in the core worlds, but now they're just as boned as the rest with the invid invasion.
I'm wondering why those particular tirolians were left behind? I'm getting some interesting ideas for character from these guys.
I'm wondering why those particular tirolians were left behind? I'm getting some interesting ideas for character from these guys.
Sweet ^^
Just a heads up, though, I just realised that I may or may not loose access to a decent connection for the next 2 days or so, so if I'm silent until the weekend that's why ^^; Just in case, I'll hold off on bringing Erin in for now.
Just a heads up, though, I just realised that I may or may not loose access to a decent connection for the next 2 days or so, so if I'm silent until the weekend that's why ^^; Just in case, I'll hold off on bringing Erin in for now.
Name: Erin Rider (Not her actual surname, but one she adopted when she arrived in the human world)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Dullahan
Appearance: As below, but with a faint blue flame burning from the stump of her neck. She arrived clad in a suit of black metal armour, carrying a claymore strapped to her back.
Personality: Polite and respectful, Erin took her role in her own world very seriously - it was an important job, shepherding departed souls, and it was one she performed diligently until she was trapped in the human world. Now that she is no longer able to carry this out, she feels like she has to either do chores and jobs or teach herself something new to keep busy. At the same time, however, she no longer has her sense of death driving her on, so she can indulge her inquisitive nature - she is quite curious about how humans live, having only ever interacted with them when they died. As such she tends to be fairly adventurous, talkative, and will try anything once. Her inexperience with humans also means she tends to err on the side of formality until she’s sure she won’t cause offense. While softly spoken, she is used to the people she deals with sometimes arguing or resisting, and has a patient-but-firm approach to arguments.
History: Erin doesn’t remember being born, even her earliest memory being wandering the roads in the service of her task – finding those who were about to die and helping send their souls to the afterlife. Over the years she grew quite curious about the way the people she helped lived their lives, and often lingered in towns and villages to watch the humans there going about their business, invisible to almost all of them thanks to her fae nature. She was always too dedicated to her task to stop for very long, however, the sense of the next soul drawing her on.
It was this curiosity that led her to open the door she found set into the stone wall of a cliff by the roadside. To her surprise, she found a simple hallway beyond, and stepped inside to investigate, closing the door behind her and inadvertently leaving herself trapped. In the human world she is no longer invisible and her death-sense is dulled, to the point where she would have to be standing right next to someone to tell. While she is somewhat troubled that her work is being left undone, the fact that she can now settle down in one place for a while without being drawn away makes staying a very tempting prospect.
Likes: Trying new things, stimulating conversation, reading quietly.
Dislikes: Laziness, being separated from her body, rude or disrespectful people, having nothing to do.
Sexual Orientation: Hasn't really thought about it, but gender doesn't mean much to her.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: Dullahan
Appearance: As below, but with a faint blue flame burning from the stump of her neck. She arrived clad in a suit of black metal armour, carrying a claymore strapped to her back.
Personality: Polite and respectful, Erin took her role in her own world very seriously - it was an important job, shepherding departed souls, and it was one she performed diligently until she was trapped in the human world. Now that she is no longer able to carry this out, she feels like she has to either do chores and jobs or teach herself something new to keep busy. At the same time, however, she no longer has her sense of death driving her on, so she can indulge her inquisitive nature - she is quite curious about how humans live, having only ever interacted with them when they died. As such she tends to be fairly adventurous, talkative, and will try anything once. Her inexperience with humans also means she tends to err on the side of formality until she’s sure she won’t cause offense. While softly spoken, she is used to the people she deals with sometimes arguing or resisting, and has a patient-but-firm approach to arguments.
History: Erin doesn’t remember being born, even her earliest memory being wandering the roads in the service of her task – finding those who were about to die and helping send their souls to the afterlife. Over the years she grew quite curious about the way the people she helped lived their lives, and often lingered in towns and villages to watch the humans there going about their business, invisible to almost all of them thanks to her fae nature. She was always too dedicated to her task to stop for very long, however, the sense of the next soul drawing her on.
It was this curiosity that led her to open the door she found set into the stone wall of a cliff by the roadside. To her surprise, she found a simple hallway beyond, and stepped inside to investigate, closing the door behind her and inadvertently leaving herself trapped. In the human world she is no longer invisible and her death-sense is dulled, to the point where she would have to be standing right next to someone to tell. While she is somewhat troubled that her work is being left undone, the fact that she can now settle down in one place for a while without being drawn away makes staying a very tempting prospect.
Likes: Trying new things, stimulating conversation, reading quietly.
Dislikes: Laziness, being separated from her body, rude or disrespectful people, having nothing to do.
Sexual Orientation: Hasn't really thought about it, but gender doesn't mean much to her.
Sample also sent!
I'm currently posting from my phone, but as soon as I get a chance I'll post a CS (planning on making a dullahan girl, BTW).
For the samples, do you prefer something featuring our characters here or something from a previous RP?
For the samples, do you prefer something featuring our characters here or something from a previous RP?
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The Magical Boarding House [A Light-Hearted High-Casual, Low-Advanced RP]
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Hmm, interested here as well.
Ooh, sounds interesting! *Has been slowly working her way through the robotech boxed sets for months now*
I'm usually a bit leery of settings that try and explain why there are anthros running around an otherwise normal human-filled world, but having them be an alien race actually works for me.
Now, to decide whether I should rework Shona or create someone new... :P
I'm usually a bit leery of settings that try and explain why there are anthros running around an otherwise normal human-filled world, but having them be an alien race actually works for me.
Now, to decide whether I should rework Shona or create someone new... :P
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