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9 yrs ago
Currently at AIT, gonna try getting back into the roleplay scene
9 yrs ago
Just got back from a hiatus. I was so scared to come back out of sheer shame, but I'm glad I did.
9 yrs ago
My swords are sharp...Where are your necks at?
10 yrs ago
Status? Raving fucking mad. That's my status!

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When the floor got ripped up nearby, Vincent instinctively threw up some flames to hopefully ward off the impending sand blast. Then he saw him at the epicenter, the one controlling it. Another Rogue Conduit, but something bothered Vincent. The Conduit had no attack pattern, a Bio-Terrorist like him would have set targets, thicker populated exhibits, concession stands. Something, but he had no focus, then it hit him like a freight train, this was the Syndicate's plan! They were gonna use their most hated enemy to bring about its own demise. He chuckled, they would be fun to fight one on one, but he shook his head, this slob of a fighter would have to do. So he willed every ounce of heat he could draw into his body, letting it fuel him, letting the energy make him feel alive, his heart raced like mad as he did this. The heat was like adrenaline, making his heart pound, making his mind focus on the Conduit. Soon the flames crawled along his limbs, crackling away at the specks of sand that danced near him, creating grains of glass that would most likely turn to a pile of glass soon, but he didn't care. He wanted a damned fight and this idiot was gonna provide one, and it'd better be worth his time. He brought the flames into his palms and got ready to pelt the shithead with enough fire to raze half a city block to dust and bones. He kept heating himself up, raring for the fight, all he wanted was the eye contact. Then this would hit the fan and this shit would get fucking heated to the best party of the fucking century!
Kuraiko stayed behind and walked to Amelia, seeing as she was one of the two he was working with, he felt talking to her would help in figuring out what's going on. "So...I guess I'm working with you and and Arcade...So any advice on how I should prepare?" He wasn't keen on asking for help, but it may save his hide in the field, so he'll make due. "I just really don't wanna botch my first mission..That wouldn't look too good now would it?" He sighed and looked around. He wasn't a pro socialite, but he was doing his best, and working well with his squad mates will be what determines his success in the Roughriders. He hoped that he would one day head the charge that would be carved into history. The only feelings he had told him that Blade, would be the man that helped him get that far. So every moment he gets better with his squad mates, the better he will get in general. Something about this group, the variation of it, yet the raw talent and skill pulsed from this...One could say ragtag group rather brightly. Everyone did their role, and did it damn well. Training showed that clear as the morning sun. Everyone hear had a big future ahead of them, and Kuraiko was damned proud to say he would fight to his last breath to make sure each and every single one saw their futures through to the end. So this first question, may be what sets all that in motion, and he'd better not fail.
Name: Kuraiko Aihara

Age: 24

Race: Tundra Wolf

Appearance:

Personality: Kuraiko is a purebred soldier. Having had most of his family serve as GEAR pilots or infantrymen, he followed suit as a GEAR pilot. His personal sufferings hardened him, but have not tore away compassion. His desire to protect his comrades in arms and Landren himself make him a loyal soldier. It also makes him a ruthless fighter when it gets close to the borders. In combat, he is ruthless, he can spot the meanest of the threats, and easily rip it from this world. If a comrade calls for aid, Kuraiko would walk through Hell and high water to help his siblings in arms.

Personal History: Kuraiko never had a solid home, always roving about as his father was a soldier, and their home changed with where he was stationed at the time. So Kuraiko never had a solid friendship or relationship. That is until Sarah, a small, meek Arctic Wolf in the countryside. They met after his father left the service to live a calm life out there. Sarah and Kuraiko were inseparable, always finding ways to see one another. Until about two years into their little romance. Kuraiko was sent to grab some of his father’s old personal effects he left at his last station, which was only an hour away. As he returned, he saw a plume of smoke over the last hill before his home. He hurried home as fast as he possibly could. When he arrived, saw that his housed was burned to the ground. His family, and Sarah, shot, execution-style, along with a taunting note from either bandits or the Northern Empire, saying “This soldier died like the weakling he was.”. For a few months he roamed Landren, carrying little other than his father’s cutlass, which is what he retrieved that fateful day, after a while he enlisted in the LDF. Feeling that they could point him in the direction of the monstrous people who committed the vile act.He was quickly assigned to the GEAR program after basic because of his unique talent for offensive engagements, and how he can end them rather quickly, harshly, and efficiently. His skill lies in combat and controlling the fight with brutal charges into the side, back, or if need be front of the enemy line.

Personal Weapons and Equipment: Kuraiko always carries, along with the GEAR survival kit and sidearm. His own personal high-caliber pistol that he purchased after working a couple of years., and his fathers cutlass, which he had personally made as he traveled, where, Kuraiko doesn’t know or how it was made. It’s blade is an average of 28.75 in. of Lightweight alloys, that even though it seems light as a feather, it is a as deadly as any projectile weapon. one good hit with it and its a guaranteed kill.

Personal Theme: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGcsIdGOuZY

GEAR Name: LWX“Blitzkrieg”

Serial Number: LWX-7HL-RTZ

Appearance:
(ignore the giant red ball in the chest.)
Role: Multi-role (Assault and Overwatch specialty)

Normal loadout: a 40mm Assault rifle that shoots at 800 Rpm, the rifle has a 350 round drum magazine, an underbarrel shotgun, and a hybrid sight, which can switch from 2x, to a 5x scope.
In both forearms sit blades that are designed to cut and perforate the systems and armor of a GEAR, as the blades have a small amount of current running through them as long as they are unsheathed and given the proper command.

On one shoulder hides a zoom optic to augment aim on a high speed advance, chase, or other engagement. Can also enhance

On Biltzkrieg’s left hip sits a Dual-shot revolver, armed with rounds that arm on impact, and detonate on command from a detonator on the pistol. Holds six rounds in chamber.
Blitzkrieg has plate knuckles and bladed knee plates and elbow guards, allowing for lethal CQC, and just looks hardass.

Other Equipment includes:
Extra storage space for ammunition.
A survival kit for if he gets stranded
A jump jet system that can mimic a skating motion, and can carry him upward if need be, giving him advantages, especially in urban and rocky terrain.
The cockpit of Blitzkrieg is larger to accommodate Kuraiko’s size of 6” 0’

Blitzkrieg can also be outfitted with more optical augmentations to aid in his overwatch and recon operations. Also if need be, the GEAR has a tech outfitting that give it a stealth function, primarily IR and radar distortion.

Blitzkrieg holds the standard sensory functions of night vision, infrared sight, both have a full zoom option, allowing for advance scouting before an attack.

Other notes: Blitzkrieg has the latest OS software, and has mainly been used by the Aihara family. The GEAR Kuraiko uses knows him so well. That it mimics his unnatural need to move sometimes. sometimes randomly tapping its foot whilst waiting for deployment.

Also, the Blitzkrieg is designed to endure, so its power cells are made to last as long as possible in the field.
Im not losing this. THIS ROLEPLAY IS TOO GOOD
Got your back buddy
Vincent paced the museum, malice brooding inside his very core. He lusted for a good fight with the Syndicate, the rumor he heard of them attacking the museum was enough incentive for him to come to the museum and get a hand on one of them. Soon, soon he would have the fires searing this museum and the mark of Anarchy will scar this building, and soon it will scar all of New York. He left his personal weapon at home as museum security most likely wouldn't be forgiving if one walked into the exhibits with a machete. though some of the exhibits had some blunt weapons that may prove useful if a fight did break out. Especially with the words he's heard of the Reaper Queen. If she heard of this, no doubt she was here among the populace. Now if the Syndicate showed up, perhaps he could kill two birds with one stone. Most likely he can come out on top without much injury to himself. Scorn may be an asset, or a target, how that plays out...Is purely up to her actions toward him in the war zone of the future. Today begins a true war, and Vincent loved it when shit got heated.
Ready and waiting for the rp to kickstart again!
That's what has slapped me in the face, I think the time jump will spark some new life.
No, I'm thinking, brooding ideas. I'm working on it man, I will do my best to revive this roleplay. Though I have personal troubles I'd feel awful for not trying to help in an rp I joined.
I am actually really interested in this roleplay and if it is possible I'd like to at least present a CS for you to examine when you have any free time.
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