shadowkiller912

Born of Conflict(Post-WW3 NRP)

Just wanted to notify that I'm making a sheet for California and reserving it.

Mass Effect: Spectre Strike Force

JonxlatheLion said
Okay, i'd like to join this roleplay. but be warned; this is my first Advanced roleplay, so bear with me!

You could pick an Asari. Though I always wanted to see a Vorcha spectre. :)

Banana Republics - The Caribbean Dictator NRP

Interesting NRP, and Loved Tropico. I would like to join.

My NRP Problems

I need help on making a successful NRP. ON the Bethesda Forums of Fallout, there was an NRP involving the post Fallout world. First NRP went successful running about 18 pages and that was four years ago. When we made a second one, it only went up to 6 pages. Third, fourth revivals of the NRP to continue went horrible. We only got to 1-2 pages.

TO any of those who have experience with NRP, this was how the set up of the American NRP went. ( http://forums.bethsoft.com/topic/1467505-american-council-the-eil%C3%ADf%C3%B0arinn-iceland/ ). I believe this is the 5th revival(?).

Anyway, there was no GM. We all governed the RP. We had no dice, or anything. We just created faction sheets and RPed. We got into a lot of arguments which made the OOC span more pages than the IC itself. On what was Fallouty research. Population numbers, military numbers. Argued about OP sheets and most of all wars. And how they went out.

Anyway, for my summary of all of this, how do you run a successful NRP? What factors need to be accounted for etc. I would appreciate those who would comment and help me out on this.

Thank you. :)

Mass Effect: Spectre Strike Force

Silly Cybin said
Syral passed through the airlock relatively quickly, humming a tune he only half-remembered, wearing his N7 leather jacket, 'military casual' look that he'd sort of naturally slipped into as his life had passed by. She was an impressive boat; larger than the previous Normandy, which was larger than the original. He breathed in, idly thinking about how he hadn't breathed fresh air in roughly two weeks, his schedule having him hop from one space installation to the next without much R&R time in-between.He found his modest quarters, situated on the the second floor down, a large glass panel the only thing separating him from the ominously huge engine core. He'd been studying the history and layout of the previous Normandies in his off-hours; where the crew resided, where the useful rooms were, even the inter-crew dynamics in a disturbing amount of detail. He wondered if his social life would become a facet of history. He unpacked his clothes into his locker and started playing some 21st Century Earth music he'd found on the extranet a few years ago; he'd become quite a snob for pre-contact Earth culture, it was entertainingly small-picture, something which relaxed him.After stashing an emergency pistol in a shoe-box in his locker, he decided it was time to go make history and have an idle conversation. It was this moment he realised he hadn't touched alcohol for what seemed like a year, Galen having reminded him that alcohol could actually play a part on his life to some degree. He walked from his quarters, ignoring the map and trying to get as lost as possible. He eventually managed to find the bar after forty-five minutes of wandering and a ten minute conversation with the ship's cook, who seemed amiable. He at one point mentioned cooking a big Dextro-Amino suitable meal for him that evening, and in the interest of not dying of internal combustion Syral politely mentioned that Drell were Levo-Amino based lifeforms. The cook looked embarrassed and promised to read over the personnel files again.Syral walked to the bar, waiting for a bartender before he realised it was a free-to-take situation. He identified the colour of bottle usually reserved for Levo-Amino alcohol and poured himself a large drink, knocking it back in one swig. He turned and noticed one of his crewmates sat on a fairly luxurious looking sofa. Syral thought to himself, wandering over in her direction."Naomi, isn't it? I've been looking over the files" He said casually, sitting on the arm of the sofa furthest from her, appreciating approaching a female in a bar in any culture seemed like a come-on. He tried to maintain an air of professionalism, not wanting to make her feel uncomfortable. He looked wistfully in front of him, rubbing the back of his neck. "Spectre Naomi, I am Spectre Syral Kiera. As a Spectre it's nice to meet another Spectre on this Spectre ship on this Spectre operation" He turned, smiling wryly, "Sorry, can you tell I'm excited?"

Naomi noticed the Drell man wander around. He's handsome. He eventually took a seat on the other arm and talked to her. Naomi was quite interested. Especially how he was an N7, due to his jacket.

"Nice to meet you Syral.>

Naomi gave a small laugh. "I can tell your excited. Oh and Nice jacket by the way" as she pointed at his chest. I see you were from Alliance Special Forces." Evaded a lot of them back then.

Naomi waited for the Drell to respond, to advance the conversation.

Mass Effect: Spectre Strike Force

Read your post Silly. I will write up a response later. Tired from school.

Mass Effect: Spectre Strike Force

Nothing much. I'm just waiting for the others to post.

Mass Effect: Spectre Strike Force

Naomi was in the docks carrying 3 large boxes. These were her personal belongings, ever since she was born. When she arrived at the docks she noticed the Quarian and Geth Spectre talking but moved into the Normandy SR3. She moved into her room and opened up one box, which contained her casual clothing. She changed into them. A hoodie, with the Russian Flag on the back and blue jeans. She then proceeded to fall onto her bed. Her Omni-Tool lighted up showing news on Earth in a feed.

Siberia, Earth’s last true Wilderness

Earth’s New Society. Pro-Alien Humans versus Pro-Humans

There were more news topic but Earth New Society was one she was going to read later. After Naomi was a Pro-Human. Thought not a hardliners. With that, Naomi was bored. And she wanted to talk to some of the new Spectre’s and walked around the ship to try initiate conversation. She noticed the tall Asian spectre with the Salarian Spectre as she walked by and didn’t bother to initate conversation since the two were already talking. Instead Naomi looked around some more and found the loung of the SR3. Very nice and even had a bar. Naomi sat down on one of the couches hoping that someone would talk to her.

Cyberpunk Art Gallery

Now none of these Artworks are mine but this one of the largest cyberpunk artwork gallery I find on the net. Their are a huge amount of pictures and I personally went to this site a lot when I participated in Cyberpunk RP's/Futuristic RP's for inspiration.

Here is the link. Enjoy!

http://cyberpunk.asia/gallery.php?aff=carr&ord=nom&page=0&img=0&lng=fr&aut=&limit=32

Mass Effect: Spectre Strike Force

Found a better pic for Naomi. Vandy, can you edit it into my CS on the OP? Just replace the old link with the newer one.