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Titanfall RP!! :D ((Casual - Advanced, MxM, maybe MxF if you interest me.))

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Titanfall RP!! :D ((Casual - Advanced, MxM, maybe MxF if you interest me.))

Hello all who have come here!!! :3 <3

I've been wanting a good mech RP for awhile and this universe would most certainly work for what I had in mind.
I plan on my character (Male always) playing more of the dominant role where-as yours is sorta swept into his world after being brought to the fringes of some distant forest/swamp world. Specifics will be discussed more if you're interested enough to PM me.
World story will come into play though for now the basics revolve around rebel colony forces halting progress of earths IMC with their outer-world pillaging. This doesn't affect us directly to start out with.

Link to Titanfall info

((INFO PASTED HERE IF YOU'RE A PILOT THOUGH I HONESTLY PREFER YOU NOT TO BE))
You are a pilot. A physically augmented soldier with the best training in the galaxy. your faster. Smarter, stronger, and better equipped. As a pilot, you have undergone many physical augmentations including muscle weaves, designed to increase your natural strength. Your legs have been enhanced with cybernetics increasing your run speed, and your jump height allowing you to easily jump over a full sized man, or jump from rooftop to rooftop. Cybernetic eye implants allow you too see further and with better clarity, eliminating glare from the sun, and compensating for weather problems.

As a pilot you come equipped with the best gear possible. Among your gear there is nothing more important then these two. The first, is your thruster packs. Mounted to your hips and conforming with your body seamlessly your thruster backs allow you to run on walls, Jump further distances, and survive almost certainly deadly falls. Your thruster pack used a isothermal fuel source that can replenish even after depleted. All it needs is time. Because of this, you can use it Two ways to really help. The first, is with a slow burn. A slow burn, accompanied by momentum, can be used to run long distances along walls without touching the ground. Or can be used to slow down re-entry to avoid costly injuries on the battlefield. The second use is a full thrust. A full thrust utilizes your full fuel capacity in one hard thrust. This sudden burst of momentum can be used in multiple scenarios. You can either use it to amplify a jump increasing your distance or height. Or you can use it as an escape plan. Many pilots have been known to activate a full thrust in close calls to avoid what would be a sure death. An example. On Arcturus five, an unnamed pilot manged to use a full thrust at the last second to avoid an incoming Titan round, causing it to miss and hit one of it's own pilots.

Your final and most important gear as a Pilot . . . Is your Titan. Titans are mobile mech suits that can be called down from orbit at any point once your Titan is ready. While there are multiple models of titans the most frequently used is the Atlas Titan. A simple well balanced titan with good armor, and good mobility. The difference between a good pilot, and a great pilot, is all in how they utilize there titan. While in combat your titan will be in the middle of construction. When it is finished, you can call it in, in which you'll have a five second delay from call in and strike down. Be warned. A titans strike down is very dangerous. anyone standing near the titans landing zone will be killed including friendly's. So be careful. When in a titan keep an eye on all your gauges, make sure your ammo is good, your armor isn't too low, your shields are up, and keep an eye on the proximity scanner. It will tell you when an enemy pilot has boarded you, and if your titan takes critical damage and enters it's doomed state. You won't have long to eject. When you eject you'll be sent sky high giving you a good vantage point of the field, make sure to take that time to plan your next move. Now titans helpfull that is true, but in the hands of a trully skilled pilot it can mean the difference between victory and defeat.

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There's a lot I could say as to why I've been gone, but honestly I hate excuses and pouring myself out ot random people online so I'm just be straight with you guys.

There's been A LOT of seriously time/emotionally consuming things going on in my life. The stress is affecting my health and the migraines are constant. I'm gonna be true to my commitments here because I still LOVE to RP, but know that there are things going on irl. I'll warn you guys a bit more next time and I'm gonna try to keep my chars to the back a little bit so there isn't as much interruption if I leave.

You're all awesome and I still love RPing with you guys! :3

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Smooth wisps of steam gestured their existence plainly upon open space, Dragniast using all of his trained instincts to not reveal how devastated he truly is at this moment in time. Without knowing it, everyone but Grace had committed an entirely painful offense towards our vampiric contractor. Mild tints of red chapped his silken cheeks, another wispy sigh assailing warm air.

He looked away from the group, placing his fist under the curve of his chin. Dragniast only showed incredibly minute signs that he was gravely upsetted. Though the largest sign only those paying attention would notice is that not a single word had left his bliss-filled lips.

‘Truly they know not what they have done...’
He thought to himself.
‘They have ignored me…’

After going through all the work to create that ominous aura and act all powerful… not a single person was impressed. Dragniast rarely socialized, so being blatantly ignored is not something he’s used to. Feeling rather unappreciated he sighed again, after several minutes managing a single nod at Chrystella in confirmation that he would follow their group.

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So like.... Does NOBODY in that room care AT ALL that the whole place was filled with a thick presence of looming an imminent death for like three whole seconds!?! Or is it just that no one read my post because they thought it was too long..? -___-

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I posted!!! I'm tired so some of it might be a little off or not acknowledge certain things that are going on but I think I got the core of what I wanted to say.

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Dragniast had followed Chrystella in smooth cadence, constant pace keeping well-tuned rhythm. He awaited for her permission to enter and did not do so until being told to follow, his olympiad form practically glowing after entrance.

He hadn’t paid any immediate attention for those within, without speech or gesture as if already knowing what to expect upon entrance. Dragniast’s body slid into the nearest seat in one smooth motion, his coat flowing over its side like some cloak which was to never touch earth.

Dragniast’s left leg crossed over the right, his left arm resting upon the chairs side to support his chin. He looked more like some king then any commoner who might find himself here, yet even that palpable aura of high-born descent did not breed awkwardness. Perhaps he belonged wherever he was, never claiming ownership though never being denied access.

Both eyes remained only partially open as they lazily passed over each inhabitant here. ‘Perhaps these people merit second thoughts..?’ would be the thought plastered over each perfectly sculpted feature. Should one interpret this as ego-filled they would most certainly be wrong for Dragniast obviously hadn’t demeaned these people by his aloof nature, only waiting to express his thoughts inwardly. Perhaps you could even say such actions are out of respect, giving another person time to gather their faculties by instinct rather than instantly assess them.

Chrystella returned with a book, Caligo’s self-proclaimed poetry pushed into his gaze soon after some story of another relative’s end plagued his ears. The whole affair was…. mundane.

Dragniast found that poem to be more humorous than anything, another person who perceives they have gained power beginning to grow haughty in their swollen ego. Another idiot calling themselves the plague of night.

Dragniast hadn’t spoken since entrance, yet even with that gap he made no attempt to compensate by two short statements.

“Comedy found by your era truly has taken its turn for the worse…. Or perhaps…-”

Before speaking again his amethyst eyes permeated light which shimmered not unlike some distant star.

“-... Another maggot needs taught his rotten place.”

At that moment, the air in the room would be thick and cool. Moisture like that of midnight fog plunging headlong into everyones nostrils, death itself lingering on the edge of every thought. Though this wouldn’t be of “stench” as every werewolf in the universe seems to think it is. This sensation would be of peace, like someone who’s suffering of cancer gently touching your shoulder saying “It’s time..” knowing that their end would come regardless of effort.

“Forgive me… I abhor ignorance.”

Would be his last words after sighing aloud, the room immediately returning to its previous state after only three-five seconds of aura-consumption. Truly Dragniast hadn’t moved, that level of strength being achieved without even trying; in fact he appeared to be containing himself near these people who had caught the distant warped notions that he smelled of rot.

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Yay!! I'm gonna post now that my homeworks done.

Once I have it typed of course...

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Sorry for not posting guys, just pretend Dragniast is chilling. He's unconcerned and aloof while waiting outside the house since Chrystella told him to wait there.

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Well I'm off to bed!! Sleep well everyone!!!