nautilusmp

Welcome Back to the Guild

Explaining the reality of the occupation of Palestinian soil from scratch is never easy, especially as I have to keep concentrating and staying cautious when phrasing my sentences. Unlearning what one wrongly believes about it will be much, much harder, although I haven't been in that situation.

Across Broken Skies [Ace Combat inspired RP]

Posted, and as I wrote on my signature, you shouldn't expect much else from me in the coming 3 weeks or so.

Welcome Back to the Guild

After lengthy procrastination, I posted at last. Now as seen on my siggy, I'm temporarily pulling away from this roleplay. Be back next month or post one more IC post during the next 12 days, hopefully.

Welcome Back to the Guild

With the big bad literally descending to the place the party was at during the moments when he was injured and couldn't move for more than two yards before anyone possessing evil intentions could easily catch him, Nautilus couldn't have wished for a worse situation. What he once denounced as a power struggle inside the Guild was turning out to be the actual case. The situation had been reduced to two Guildlings and several tools, with him unfortunately as a currently non-functioning tool, to say the least.

Now that Callum had opened an attack on the opposite side of the struggle, he knew that this one was going to escalate and he expected everyone else to reach the same conclusion. Since the last open confrontation ended up with the destruction of a whole setting, which he experienced in first-person, he couldn't get rid of the thoughts that the same thing would repeat. With him unable to quickly move out of the scene, he had now been saying his prayers and trying to ensure that he got his last words were a Muslim's declaration of faith.

Across Broken Skies [Ace Combat inspired RP]

Farid's landing was almost screwed up. It took three attempts before he landed; the first one was abandoned because he approached at too high of an angle, the second attempt failed to catch any of the arresting wires as the runway unexpectedly moved down due to the tides, and the third caught the last arresting wire. Although it was far from good, at least he could take the pride of being the first Indonesian pilot to land an aircraft on a carrier, and he was quite happy about it.

As the squadron were basically introduced to the seemingly unearthly object they had just landed on and its insides, Farid allotted himself extra amount of effort on memorizing the layout of the place. To keep looking at his tablet for directions when his first sortie order on the carrier came up was the last thing he wanted. Only after he was sure he had memorized the place did he notice that the rest of the squadron were already having little conversations. He then stood on the squadron leader's opposite side of the table, not having intentions to sit down unless someone asked him to. "Has anyone got an update on the world news? I mean, as seen by civilians across the world?" he asked the rest of the squadron, who are still by many ways strangers relative to him. That question, in the middle of an ongoing war like this, had been the new 'how is the weather?' question for Farid.

Across Broken Skies [Ace Combat inspired RP]

Still in this. It's kinda strange when for me, the best way to read a post is by PC, yet the best way to give a 1-2 paragraph reply is by mobile. Attempting to reply using PC often ends with me procrastinating instead.

You Know You Have an RP Problem When...

You know you have an RP problem when you start thinking what should happen to your character to make his disappearance to the plot justifiable when you're about to be unavailable for a long time.

Welcome Back to the Guild

Third meeting between Germany and Argentina in a World Cup final if I'm not mistaken, eh?

Welcome Back to the Guild

If that little complacency and arrogance can be kept out of the German dressing room, they'll win the World Cup.

Across Broken Skies [Ace Combat inspired RP]

Farid took some time to thinking about the enemy attack. The only military with that capability is Russia, isn't it? Have the enemy seized its entire military, including its nuclear arsenal? There would be a lot more questions to come and conspiracy theories to arise, which this time unfortunately may well be right.

As the squadron were ordered to fly south, Farid checked his fuel tank and tried his best to save fuel, especially since he did not carry drop tanks. A few hundred kilometres after that, Farid made it to the carrier, and it was nothing like in the movies. From which video game did this idea came out? Farid thought, compeletely not believing someone would be mad enough to design such a carrier. As the squadron leader attempted to land on the carrier, he quickly noticed that he's in trouble. "Any squadron member, please help me. I've never landed an aircraft on a carrier, for my country has never possessed an aircraft carrier. Can anyone give me a quick tutorial on how to land on one?" he asked.