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18 days ago
Current Ah, I see the bots are back again with their nonsense posting.
1 mo 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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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.

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Hello, Everyone! I hope you're all doing very well.

I haven't run any RP's for a while, but have done several in the past, one of which was a game based around a squadron of space fighter pilots. It was in an original setting, but the inspiration came from watching Rogue One and the Force Awakens and some of the starfighter sequences in those, as well as my own interest in fighter and tactical military aircraft.

I'd kind of like to revisit the idea; as a small but well-equipped and highly skilled group of fighter pilots in a space setting. Not Star Wars, but inspired by it, and a plethora of other sci-fi properties and universes. Certainly I would like to lift the idea of 'a rebel/freedom fighter organisation fighting against an evil empire' as it gives a clear direction for the story and a source of antagonists, and a clearly defined 'bad guy' to go up against that no-one has to particularly feel bad or ambiguous about hating.

I'd be aiming for characters who are from a variety of backgrounds to make the group interesting. Obviously, having had some flight experience somewhere along the way to make it as fighter pilots, and generally being of sound enough mind and character to actually be trusted with a starfighter capable of doing a lot of damage. And also to want to fight for the good guys in the first place, or in other words, trying to avoid tedious edgelord stereotypes. There'll be various aliens as well as humans or human-like species, but that's stuff I can get into if this actually goes anywhere.
The same with the starfighters too; I will probably create a small variety of designs using art from online and spec them up, for a small pool for people to choose from, which keeps things somewhat standardised and believable, rather than a complete hodgepodge of random stuff. That way people can still do their own customisations to the colours or the loadout too to make things more 'personal' to their characters.

As for the level of detail. I'd like to have some vague kind of adherence to the idea of fighter operations - i.e. there'd be a technical crew who looked after the machines rather than the pilots repairing everything themselves, we'd have somewhat realistic mission objectives and a chain of command, and use some kind of radio tac-speak and so on - to give things at least a sheen of authenticity to add to the 'feel' of things. But at the same time, not be so constrained by those ideas/realism that it stops it having a sense of fun adventure and excitement, and the real feeling I want to go for, which is of being Big Damn Heroes, saving the day with an air of maverick, swashbuckling excitement and coolness.

I'd like to get into some character RP as part of it, and there'll be downtime between missions to build up character, with the idea of an overall story taking shape through everything we do, and characters' own backgrounds weaving into that as things develop.
I might even take a bit of a 'Rogue Squadron' kind of approach, as per the Star Wars book series, with some ground action from time to time, but I want to remain primarily focused on starfighters for the action (though even then; there'll be some moments of desperate action on foot!)

I'd be aiming for probably casual, possibly advanced, given the kind of detail I usually put into things. And most of all; I want people who are interested and engaged for a long-term game. All my other games have died because of people flaking out. I know RL comes first, and that's the same for me too. But it does get a bit tiresome when you put a lot of effort into an RP and see it die off before it even gets anywhere.
Looking for a minimum of about four players plus myself for a total of five, maximum no more than eight plus me, and even then; I'd expect quite a few to die off as things go.

A bit of knowledge regarding how fighter squadrons operate or at least a vague awareness would be welcome and appreciated, but isn't necessary. More valuable is being a decent writer and roleplayer. Absolutely mandatory is a sense of humour, and being a nice person.




Eh, my choice of wording. Comes from a long experience of role-playing games. Someone who takes up the lead in creating the story and the setting is 'running' the game, because they're putting everything together for their player(S).
But idk. You picked up on that, but didn't mention any of the other stuff I said about, regarding my experience of telling and playing stories with ponies, so it's up to you really.
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Sounds perfect to me, I'm in. I might be a bit off and on due to real-world things - and I'm away on holiday next week - but I'm definitely onboard, even if I have to play catch-up.
I'm kind of interested, but I WILL say, that I don't have the time to do posts multiple times a day. And also that I've been let down by RPGs a lot on the forum too.
Also, my interest in ponies and RPG's involving them tends more toward action-oriented, high adventure plots rather than slice-of-life or romance-oriented stuff (I'm a huge Fallout: Equestria fan), so I'm not sure if that's what you'd be interested in?
I have my own OC as well, and I have run Tails of Equestria for a group in the past, and ran a more adventure-oriented plot for my group. I also have a half-finished fanfic to my name, as far as running pony things goes.
I'm kind of interested; I have a fair bit of knowledge of Battletech, although most of it's quite out of date; I used to be interested in the novels back in the early-to-mid 90's, and I've dipped my toes in here and there. Certainly familiar enough with the 3025-era, and with various merc companies.
Though, similar question in a vein to Letter Bee'. While I'm aware that we're playing mercenaries (tbh, one of the best ways to get a rounded experience of the Battletech setting), will we be in a more 'Wolf's Dragoons' or other more honorable mercenary company mold, like most of the ones in the fiction, rather than being a bunch of ragtag scumbags? Because ehh... a lot of games on the forum tend to be more of the latter, and it would be a nice change to see more of the former.
Hey dude, sorry I haven't done a post in a while. Been feeling rushed off my feet/stressed and like there's not enough hours in the day to do anything lately. Not to mention my mojo has taken a nosedive as a result, which always hits my mental health hard.
Just clawing my way back to some kind of good at the moment, and wanted to let you know that I hadn't lost interest, just needing a few moments to get back into the groove.
"Sigma what-now?" The Israeli woman said in reply in her lilting, mellifluous accent as the Stormhound turned toward the rear of the container and took a few heavy-footed steps. "I have no idea what you just said".
She followed along in his wake dutifully and with practiced and efficient motions as they burst out of hiding. A brief thought of how poor Georgios' mind must be blown wide open flitted through her head, and then it was down to the practical side of things. And if their driver was surprised, the soldiers weren't far behind.
Tobias words registered with her as she caught sight of a group of people running to position, taking cover and setting up to shoot with careful, smooth motions that she recognised and respected. Of course, it didn't change anything much and they'd still have to be dealt with.
Crosshairs and icons in her line-of-sight, projected on the inside of her helmets' visor slid over the forms of the men and women aiming rifles and SMGs at the pair of them from their right, and with subtle movements and acknowledgements in sub-vocalised commands, she sent rounds toward them from the auto-shotgun on her right arm, walking the booming stream of 12-gauge across their positions. Those it didn't hit outright kept their heads down. Spying the twisted door of the container lying on the ground, she wrapped both armoured gauntlets around it's edge, and with a whirling throw, pitched it towards the nearest knot of men and women, who went running with a yell; one too slow and sent flying in a bone-crunching heap. Others ran to his side, effectively removing them from the fight as well, to her satisfaction.
A short burst of CS grenades forced others into scattering, breaking up their formations effectively, and a couple of smokes covered their flank, and gave room for her to charge closer in heavy footfalls.
"I'm keeping them scattered," she called out to Tobias over their channel as she moved up. "Not giving them much of a chance to get any good firing positions or rally against us. If we keep our momentum up, it shouldn't be a problem!"
Gabby had found the inside of the container as much of a sweltering sauna as Tobias had. The Stormhound stood with it's back open ready for her to climb in, while the Israeli herself was laid down on her back atop a long packing crate, legs propped up against the container wall, head lolling over the end of the container. Despite her thick black hair being pinned up, strands of it still clung to her forehead with sweat, and the front her her operator suit was unzipped and rolled down to her waist, leaving a purple sports-bra covering her modesty, despite the curves - and muscles - on show. An empty bottle of water lay on the floor of the container next to her, with a capped one in her hand as she debated pouring it over her face instead of drinking it. Normally, she'd have eaten chocolate before a mission, allowing herself to enjoy the sweet, velvety treat... but this time it would've just been a melted, pulpy disappointment. Instead she gave a low groan before pressing one hand to her ear, listening in over the discreet earpiece plugged in and tied to the Stormhound and Firehounds' comms via bluetooth. As Tobias replied, she clicked her own mic in conformation as well, listening in. She rolled over and sat up, pulling her clothing back up and on, pausing only as the same realization crept across her as Tobias, sharing a look with him with a momentary stunned expression on her face, before she slowly zipped up the rest of her suit and downed another mouthful of lukewarm water with a grimace.
"Well, shit". She said quietly and shook her head. "Will it make a difference now if we do tell him? It might even make things worse; he might warn the guards or something. I mean, he doesn't sound like he's got any issues with the General. But," she shrugged. "We don't want to put him in danger unnecessarily". She made an exasperated sound, chewing her lip a moment and glancing toward the direction of the cab and tapping the now empty plastic bottle against her thigh in thought, before she keyed her own mic. "The General's definitely going to be surprised, Georgios," she replied, using the same voice she used to use when in the border police and giving instructions to civilians in dangerous situations. "Best you keep your head down once we spring it on him though. Things will get very... confusing once we do. We'll make sure you get your own, far more pleasant, surprise out of it too, don't worry".
She looked to Tobias and shrugged back. "No time to do much more," she said with obvious worry. "Other than get as ready as we can. Had situations go sideways like this when I was in the police and Yamam. Only thing to do is assert authority and keep plowing ahead".
She grimaced and tossed the empty bottle to the container floor and climbed into the Stormhound, beginning the suits' start-up sequence, the machine coming to life with a melodious hum, before the suit folded closed around her. A few moments later the internal environmental system cut in, dousing her with blessedly cool air. A sip of cold water from the suits' internal system helped, as the HUD sprung into life around her line of sight. As the power came up to ready, the suits' artificial muscles energised, and the weight came off of her body as the machine took its' own weight. Flexing her hands in the padded 'waldo' like arms made the suits' robotic hands flex in the same way and she set her face into a firm, stern expression as she watched the time tick down in the display, straining her hearing to listen for any reply to the conversation, tension setting in to replace the boredom and heat-related fatigue from minutes earlier.
Hiya man, I finally got a post up; had been meaning to for a little while, but things got a bit busy. Had some (ugh) practical stuff I had to get on with, and it was my birthday as well, and a big one at that, so I had a party.
However, came back energised and excited, so I've put up a post to keep things moving along - especially since I had some time to think about it.
Not a lot in there, but it's my loadout up, and gets us moving to the next step as well.

Hope you're doing well!
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