Rhona W — Roleplayer Guild

No worries, my writing is my priority at the moment, so I haven't done a new post yet anyway

I miss e-mail notifications for new posts... 

What kind of novel are you writing?@Milkman

I'm actually writing a fanfic, I've never written any before and it seemed like a good excuse to start. 
I've had a Fallout: Equestria story putting itself together in my head for a while after reading some of the fics based in that universe, and I thought I'd try putting the ideas into action. It's going well so far, as I'm over 15,000 words in. 

I'll get a new IC post up later today, or tomorrow evening depending on how RL and some writing stuff works out - I'm doing NaNoWriMo this year. 

Soooo, who's alive?@Krayzikk

I still function! 

I decided to get the IC up and running, as we've been waiting long enough. Nothing too big to start off with, just getting everyone together and meeting up. Of course, in the best fashion, our training mission will turn into something else or otherwise be interrupted, but it seemed like a good way to get things moving right away and a plausible way to start as well. 

I'll move things on as soon as everyone has made a post, or at the beginning of next week - which ever comes around first. 

Murska Airbase, situated in the south of Alundvari, the southernmost country of UTFS territory was a remote place. In the middle of wide open plains, which in turn were surrounded by rolling hills on one side, and the choppy, steel-grey waves of the ocean on the other. The airbase and the small village after which it was named were the only outposts of civilization that were anything more than an isolated house or utility building for miles in any direction.
This made the base perfect for the basing of DefCom's more secretive projects, and the testing and evaluation of any number of weapon systems and equipment. As such, it was the main base for the multinational alliances' new fleet of VG-0 Variable GEARs. Individual squadrons were dispersed elsewhere, but as each new one was stood up, they did so at Murska.

The same was no less true of the Black Knights squadron, the newest unit to be formed for service with the VG-0. For its' commanding officer, the base was a familiar sight. She had spent time there as part of the test and evaluation team for the VG-0, and had graduated to a position in command of one of its' field units. It was her first time in command, and while she had read all of the files and dossiers on her new squadron, and observed them in flight or even seen them around the base, she had yet to meet them in person or spend any length of time with them. Today would be the first day they'd begin operations together as an official unit. 
Diane stood inside one of the bases' bombproof hangars, the autumn wind gusting across the plains and rolling through the airbase stirring her fur and hair, and chasing steel-grey clouds across the sky above. Behind her, the squadrons' VG-0's were arrayed around the hangar, gleaming and pristine as they waited for their new pilots. 
Pacing back and forth, the bovine fiddled with the cuffs of her uniform nervously, muttering to herself as she glanced up at the sky, toward the airfield apron, and back into the hangar in turn. 
"No big deal," she muttered, squinting out into the blustery mid-morning. "Meeting your new squadron for the first time properly, being a commanding officer, taking them on a first training mission; should be a piece of cake. What problems could there be? All you've got to do is remember all of the training you've had, right now, be strict, but not too strict, get them to listen to you, and hopefully like you, and still respect you. Not at all like juggling a hundred different concepts or ideas or anything like an impossible task..."
She palmed her face and gave a groan, before sighing and setting her jaw. 
"It's fine," she said with a firmer tone and a nod of her head, smoothing one hand over her long hair. "You can do this!" 
Returning to the center of the semicircle of parked VG-0's, she forced herself into a more relaxed posture, forcing her hooves to stay still on the cement floor of the hangar, and waited, the breeze stirring her hair lightly and ruffling her uniform. 
Her PADD pinged a notification; 11am - time for the briefing; her pilots ought to start arriving right now... 

The bios and service records are fine to me. If you want to work on them, then you can. But from my perspective, they're fine. It doesn't need to be overly elaborate, just enough to give an impression. It's best not to make it too detailed anyway, as there'll be bits you'll probably want to fill in during the game with talking to other characters and as things happen or you get new and interesting ideas. I certainly did that in mine. 

Just waiting for @VyperPunk to finish her character off, or confirm that they're ready. Then I'll get an IC up. 

But I'm expecting to just get rejected.@Slypheed

Why? There's nothing wrong with either of them at the moment. They're both fine characters for the game; even their bios and service records are okay, but if you want to work on them a bit more then that's fine too. 
Not sure why you think I would have rejected them? 

Any idea when we will start the IC?@Milkman

What Slypheed said, and also when I'm back from holiday; I'm coming back tomorrow though. 

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What a coinkydink. My character will be joined by a co-pilot.@Slypheed

That's good, I was hoping we'd have at least one VF-0D in the group to add a bit of variety and flexibility. 

One of the things I quite want to emphasise and pick up on as we go is that a lot of our equipment is quite new and just out of testing, so it might not always work, and will end up with modifications in the field - so, we'll all start out with mostly the same gear and equipment, but pick things up and end up with our own more indvidualised modifications as the story goes along, and we change to new situations.

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