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21 days ago
Current Ah, I see the bots are back again with their nonsense posting.
2 mos ago
Got my new sci-fi mecha RP up. Put a lot of work into the background of this one, and wrote out a whole setting
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2 mos ago
Cambozola is definitely A-Tier. It combines all the best parts of Brie with Blue Cheese, what's not to like.
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2 mos ago
Guess the mecha RP idea wasn't as popular or as interesting as I hoped it might be. Not much in the way of bites on that one so far, sadly
2 mos ago
My Milkshake brings all the boys to the yard, and I'm like, I drink them! I drink all your milkshakes!
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Bio

I've been roleplaying in one form or another since the late '90's. I've played as many tabletop games as I have online ones, and the quality of both has varied wildly.
I have an active imagination, and I love immersive, descriptive roleplaying. My genres of choice are sci-fi, and modern-day (with a sci-fi twist). I like RP's that mix reality with fiction, and throw an unusual and exciting twist into an otherwise normal setting - something like Stargate SG-1 would be an example, or Battle: Los Angeles. An almost recognizable world, but with some sci-fi twists.
I'm a fan of military and action-based RP's that do this especially, and they are easily my favourite - though I rarely see any that appeal to me enough - all the military RP's are too 'plain', and anything else modern day is usually fantasy or fandom.
I have a lot of fandoms, but I don't really like fandom RP's - or at least, the ones that come up. I often find them a bit lacking in ideas, or too far away from what actually makes the thing I'm a fan of enjoyable.

I don't play in free, as I find the short posts and bad spelling and grammar infuriating.

I'm 43 years old, and live in the UK, so I may not be on all the time.
I also like playing non-human characters, especially anthro ones. I dig giant robots, and I love military aircraft. I'm also a very dedicated and proud Brony and furry.

Most Recent Posts

I hope everyone has had a nice holiday season, mine was suitably quiet over Christmas, and I hosted a great party on New Years' Eve as well.

Now that things are done with, I've got a post up for us all to continue with. Not the longest or the most complex, but still got enough to get us back into motion on things.
At the far end of the airfield, near the hangars, Fionn and Leslie's assault had caught the defenders off guard. The rapid tempo of their attack had given them little time to react, and left the rebels scrambling to fight back effectively.
Small arms fire lashed out from the hangar doors toward the GEARs, and a quartet of pickups and off-road vehicles with heavy weapon mounts raced out from the doors, which slowly rolled open. Auto grenade-launchers, recoilless rifles and heavy machine-guns lashed out toward the pair of GEARs as the drivers weaved and dodged across the flat ground. As the doors to the hangar opened wider, a small transport jet rolled out, escorted by another pair of vehicles.

In the vicinity of the comms tower, reinforcements moved into place. Summoned by the sounds of battle, one of the terrorists' improvised GEARs marched up the hill. A civilian cargo handler, it had been modified with improvised armour plate over delicate systems and jury-rigged heavy-weapon mounts. Spotting the pair of unmanned GEARs, the hostile jogged across the cleared space, and turned to face the only intact cabin, covering the doorway with its weaponry. The PA system crackled to life as the pilot spoke.
"Come out of the cabin and throw down your weapons!"

Meanwhile, Silverwind had pushed on, clearing the defensive positions. The trees thinned out at the border of the small airfield. He stopped the GEAR within the boundary of the trees and scanned the surroundings using both the onboard sensors and the feed from the Big Eye drone. A few defensive positions stood out on his thermal imaging, and the Big Eye's footage picked out the shapes of GEARs and an IFV guarding the operations building.
Okay, he thought to himself, nothing I can't handle.
Even as he said that, the jet rolled out of the hangar and onto the runway with its' escort, and his radio came to life with Max's message.
"Roger, Recon. Secure the prisoner and move to the airfield to secure it with the rest of the unit. All units; stop that aircraft from taking off if possible; it's likely they're trying to move someone or something of high value!"
Happy holidays to all, I hope you're having a good festive season, however you choose to spend it. Best wishes and joy to all; eat and drink well, enjoy a break from the hustle and bustle of life and take some time to enjoy what's important; GEARs will still be here later on.
I'll try and get some posts up soon - though I'm taking a break too, of course.

Enjoy your holidays, everyone. Best wishes; eat lots of food, drink lots of drink and have a wonderful time.
How are we carrying on from here? Should I post up, or wait on you/others?


Given the spectre of the Festive Season looms over us all, I'll put off getting a post up until after the Xmas Shadow has passed over, as I'm sure one way or another we'll all be busy with family, getting drunk, or in food comas for the next couple of days.
I'll endeavour to get a post up between Boxing Day and New Years though, as I have some days off work coming up, so I can give it some proper time and attention
AWACS Gravestone: "Angels, RTB - SAR is on the way for you sorry folks on the ground."


"Roger, Gravestone. Angel-4, RTB"
Scott eased the A-10 into a gentle bank toward the base. As he turned the straight-winged attack jet onto the runway approach, the gear came down and locked and the wingtip airbrakes split to slow the jet for a smooth approach with the nose high.
"Tower, this is Angel-4; three down and locked and on the approach, over"
The plane sank gently toward the runway, and Scott put the jet down smoothly with a minimal squeak of rubber, right on the piano keys among the numerous rubber smears from previous landings.
Landing lights blinking, he popped the canopy as he steered the jet along the taxiways. The smell of smoke and fire lingered in the air, a sobering reminder of the attack as it drifted from the areas that had been bombed or where aircraft had crashed.
Scott used the toe pedals to guide jets' nosewheel into position, parking up on the apron. He shut the engines and systems down, the twin turbofans winding down to a halt with a vacuum cleaner whine and the jets' ladder extending.
The jets' maintenance chief came over, reaching up to take his helmet as he passed it down. She looked over the jet with a measured nod. "Managed to bring my jet back in one piece then, eh?"
"Yeah," he replied with a grin. "Managed to put her to good use too. Get yer paints out; half a bomber needs to go on the side of the nose"
"No fucking way," she said with an eyebrow reaching into her hairline. "Are you serious?"
"Absolutely," he said, swinging over the lip of the cockpit and down the ladder, hopping to the ground. "TU-160, hit it with a Sidewinder. Didn't kill it in one hit, but definitely hobbled it. If Gravestone can confirm the hit, then heck yeah; paint it on there." He frowned. "Also strafed one of those ace bastards planes into confetti with the Avenger, but they'd already ejected... no idea what the heck that counts as..."

Post is up, much shorter than the last one, but it was pretty easy; just throwing some more specific enemies at you all ^^
Silverwind's GEAR moved through the forest in a steady loping run. All sensors were alert as he moved. Ahead, smoke rose above the treeline from the cruise missile strikes. Updates rolled in over the tactical net from the others as they moved, updating one another of the progress of the operation. The only issue the fox could see, is that they were moving too slow. They needed to be more aggressive; it was a nest of under-equipped insurgents, not an elite military unit.
"Hunter One to all units, press them. Move up and push the aggression, we need to move hard and fast".
Silverwinds' sensor systems picked out the shape of a fighting vehicle and position through the trees, on a bend in the trail he was following. Gunfire tore out, tracers lashing through the air. Silver's GEAR slid into cover among the trees, taking a knee as he returned fire; a high-explosive mortar round thumped out, followed by a burst of gunfire from the 30mm rifle, aimed at the vehicle as it opened fire with its' own machine-gun.
"Hunter One here, encountered enemy resistance, continuing to move on position. All other units; check in with progress, keep 'em on the run and don't give 'em a chance to get dug in or recover from the missile attack".

At Fionn's position, autocannon fire tore through the forest toward them, tracers mingling with the flash and pop of minor explosions as the wood and bark of vegetation was torn asunder. Bigger explosions followed as automatic grenade launchers mounted on vehicles joined in with the panicked bombardment, the efforts of a few defenders trying to hold off the advancing GEAR unit.

The IFV at the comms position rumbled into motion, the autocannon on its' angular turret swingin to search for targets, while hte infantry took up more robust positions as the sounds of distant gunfire came from the trail leading from the beach.
DONE


All looks fine to me, feel free to copy her across to the characters tab. I'll introduce her following the end of this combat mission.

Not likely to get a post up tonight as I'm not feeling too great. Will probably be tomorrow AM my time or late PM

Not dead yet! Despite a computer crash wiping my progress I'm still swinging. Even got a better idea for my character then what I had. :P


No problem! I can see a way I can easily write a new character in after this mission and before the next one.

Speaking of which, I'll get a post up tomorrow most likely.
Also noticed we have a few people who haven't posted for a couple of rounds either IC or in the OOC; will start sending PM's shortly to check there's still interest.
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