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In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Calri raised his arm and took a glance at his watch. It had been almost an hour since he had called for the pilots to meet in the common room of their barrack and the last of his squad had only just arrived. “You’re late again, Gonzalez. Get serious,” Calri grumbled.

“Sorry Sarge.”

Calri rolled his eyes and looked down at the half empty mug of coffee in his hand. He strolled over to the kitchenette and sidled up to the sink, half hidden behind a somewhat thin divider. “So, they’re expecting another dispute over that new mine along Tunnel Thirty-three…command’s sending us in and pulling Keen out .” He took one last sip of his coffee and dumped the rest of it into the sink. He stepped back out into the main room with the empty mug in his hand and, having forgotten he had just emptied it, made to take another sip. “Apparently, a couple of squads managed to destroy a bridge and lost their walkers to it. The terraces were not nice to them.” He hooked the thumb of his free hand around the inside of his belt and let his weight rest on his left foot. “So, pack your things, our train leaves in three hours.”
In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Vader and Murtaw have been at each other's throats for a long time at this point. Neither country communicates very well about where they do their digging, so while there are borders in place, they aren't very well respected. A lot of the takeovers are a case of, "You built this on our territory, so it's ours!" and, "Nuh-uuuh! We built it, so it's ours." Before all the fighting started, for a lot of people, it was just a cool thing to do to become a soldier, 'cause you got to carry a gun and brag about being a stone-cold killer. I mean, it's not like there was going to be a war or anything, right?

It doesn't help that, while tunneling and general excavation technology in general has advanced very far, population growth outstrips the rate of expansion, even when not counting immigrants. Also, a good chunk of the surface fauna is...not nice.
In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
It's a mixed group up against a mixed group. I would've beat you over the head with it if I were going for any specific divides between the two parties.
In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
That's what I was wondering, myself. I know Silver's around, so don't worry too much about him. We've also got one more guy coming, they sent me a PM that I just received.

I'll have the first IC post and my character's sheet up within the day as well.
...y'know, it's been awhile since I've had to manually use BBcode. I only just thought about that.

Speaking of, Cart, you accidentally used a semicolon in the place of L in the URL thingy for that necklace Roland wears. [size=0.1]sorry i couldn't let that go once i saw it[/size]
Mino was not the type of man to be particularly tuned into the feelings of those around him, but he could tell that a little hope had returned to the fleet. Just as well, the arrival of the RDF and the resulting Sentinel victory given Mino a small amount of optimism—enough to belay his normally salty attitude for the past two weeks since. He could confidently tell himself that the peace wasn’t a delaying of his race’s extinction, but the beginning of the end for his enemies. He might not necessarily see said ending, but he had survived to see the Invid suffer a loss, which was very satisfying in and of itself.

Topping things off, Mino had somehow managed to the distinction of being place on a welcoming committee for the leader of all the humans that had been appearing around The Sentinel. He had been told that his long record of survival was to blame, but there were definitely other, more, “sociable,” looking pilots with the same sort of distinction. Then again, those pilots might have finally kicked the proverbial bucket. So he stood, hands on hips, casually waiting for the guest of honor. When the expected shuttle made its way into the bay, Mino glanced at his comrades and found a half smile stubbornly stuck on his face. Something about the group amused him. He only found out what it was when the last member of his new(ish) squad, a vulfen, came running in and settled into the line, almost as if nothing had happened. The smile persisted all through what greetings the human commander received, up until it was cut off by the ship’s intercom.

The offending occurrence turned Mino’s smile into a frown. To him, the ship’s alarms had lost their initial edge. While the change in lighting and sudden volume had at one point startled him, he had grown used to it. Instead, the fear that the alarm had originally inspired, slowly transformed into feelings of dread, as each battle stretched his lucky streak thinner and thinner. The more he flew, Mino knew, the lesser his chances of ever seeing Selachia again. He groaned and muttered a few curses, before hustling off to where his SV-VII had been parked.

When he reached transforming war machine, he latched onto the ladder that was propped against its side and released a breath he hardly noticed he had been holding. His fighter was the double-edged sword of his life and dreams. Let’s get it overwith, he thought as he climbed into the cockpit. One of the crew handed him his helmet and helped him through his system checks.
Now that I've had my fill of Strike Vector I'll be posting soon as well. Writing momentum and all that.
In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
pilot
Name: Calri Cross
Species: Honey badger
Sex: Male
Appearance: Calri has mostly black fur, with bright, sandy yellow fur running from the top of his head, down to the end of his tail. He is not an exceptionally tall man, but holds the image of a bulky body, with limbs that completely refuse to taper off. Depending on the time of day, his face is generally either tired or scowling.

Personality: Calri is a confident man, completely secure of his quality of life. It’s clear that he has embraced his occupation as it is his, “Chance to be exceptionally mean to people and not get arrested in the process.” Overall, he’s relatively calm, both in and out of battle.

Bio: As a child, Calri lived in a decent neighborhood with his mother, his father earning a steady pay as a foreman at a nearby factory. This factory, which originally produced train cars, eventually had its production switched to made-to-order combat walkers. The factory was his first experience with the war machines and, fascinated by them, found what he assumed to be his calling in life. He gathered several of his like-minded friends and, together, they all enrolled once they were of age.

Calri was the only one out of his group of friends that managed to graduate the pilot’s academy. He’s since become an experienced pilot, savvy in the kinds of maneuvers others will perform in virtually any situation.

Specialties: Prediction, ambush tactics, and getting in the other guy’s way.

walker
Model Name: BR-0 “Boxer”
Model Class: Heavy
Primary Role: Main Battle Walker, being a big target.

General Information: The BR-0, nicknamed the, “Boxer,” for its hunched forward, guarded appearance, is a current generation walker made to replace the SI-5. Both heavily armed and armored, the Boxer and its predecessors and competitors were made to fill the gap between the walking, turret-like, superheavyweight walkers and the less resilient medium class of walkers. At its heart, the Boxer is a medium walker that has traded a bit of its speed for bigger guns and thicker armor that allows it to effectively trade blows with opposing walkers and survive big hits.

While speedy for its class, the Boxer was not made with an impatient pilot in mind—the fights come to it, as opposed to the other way around. Because of this, the Boxer, while able to hold its own well enough in a duel, shines as the intimidating presence that trundles along to end whatever fight it might come across.

Appearance: The Boxer is bulky in a way that presents itself as larger than life. The humanoid legs are built out of chunky blocks of metal that rest forty-five degree angles, with large armor plates protecting the knee joins. Both feet have the shape of an elongated letter H.

The main body has a shallow wedge shape to it, with the camera ball set directly in the middle. The utility arms fold up to either side of the body, just below the mounting points of its main guns. The shoulders feature shields to protect the ammo that might be stored within its armament.
In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Much better, thanks.
In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
All three of you check out. Only thing is, Zaresto, could you describe a bit more about your character's appearance? Just things like body build, you won't have to get too in depth.

So, the four of us make up one fireteam and that's enough to start. However, I think I'll wait a day or so before then, so that anybody else intent on joining from the start can post their characters or tell me to expect them. Sometimes, I feel like I spend my waking hours in hyper time ('what do you mean it's only been fourteen hours?').

I've also added hiders for the kind of people living in the game's setting, although it's a bit bare at the moment. There's also another for the impeccably designed, stunningly colorful pilot's uniform and suit.
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