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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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So when will we start?
You know I don't like the new way for inserting images. I'm having nothing short of trouble, any ideas?
(I can't get photo links to work yet :/) Name: Sion Valoran, The Hell Reaver Age: 24 Gender: Male Race: Kantle ![Sion when he is fully armored](http:// "enter image title here") ![Advisor's attire](http:// "enter image title here") Bio: Sion was born and raised in Kantle, as blood thirsty and cutthroat as every other denizen. He was raised as a fighter, and was perfectly willing to lie, cheat, kill, and steal his way to the top after his military service. His skill with a blade has had him pulled out early from his career as a soldier and in the King’s Court, as a Royal Guardsman he stands by the King wherever he may be, either in his intimidating plated armor, or in his royal garments, sleek black and crimson attire and his twin blades, both hand forged by him, dangle at his waist in either outfit. His life was great. Until he was sandbagged by the King’s Counselor, labeling him a liar and a traitor to Kantle. As a challenge to prove his loyalty, he was forced to kill his father in front of his family, which though they did not know, had abused him. SO killing him was more so a pleasure than a punishment, after which he had turned on the Counselor, and ran a sword through his heart. Which left many a man with a gaping jaw as Sion laughed joyously and yelled aloud for all to hear: “This is what happens to cowards!!” He pointed the bloody blade to all the people near, even the King. “I hope our leader keeps his courage…” This made the King furious no doubt, but what could he do? Sion was one of his best fighters. Killing him would be a loss no matter the way one put in context. So Sion wormed his way about the court till about today, where he has decided to search for the legendary Sapphire, for when he does, he shall take the throne and rule. This current King was weak, and he shall prove himself superior with that jewel as he also wrenches the Ruby of Kantle from his leader’s cold dead hands. A second reason why Sion has been kept alive, is that he is the only one to survive Alk’endune and live. Also leaving a huge gash in the side of the beast. His skill of tongue and blade has made him a feared and hated man. As he went from Royal Guard, to one of the King’s most trusted military advisors.He has a hand in most of the King’s activities, besides the hunting of a rogue knight, Drusus. Truth be told the King views him as little besides a peon, if he wanted him dead, Sion would be the one he would face. The rumor of the Sapphire now running rampant, Sion and the King have tried to contain them with tricks, but soon one of them would have to move on it, and Sion was the only one to venture into No Man’s Land and come out alive as far as the King knew. Other: Whilst a bloodthirsty sadist, Sion is no fool, and appealing to primal urges shall rarely get the better of this crafty warrior. Also was one of the warriors who razed villages during the Day of Night.
I'm not sure, but I'll do my damndest to make it work.
Issac had simply been relaxing on his bed in his dormitory after a day without a lick of activity. When he could feel his eyes closing, uncontrollably. Soon he was out like a light, as his eyes opened again and he rose. He heard a sound he never should have heard. The sound of his shoes scraping stone. He was on his rooftop hideout in Deep Ground, but not as Vengeful Reaper. He was his plain old self, but why? Who even HAD the capability to do such a thing and not risk themselves at all? Not even the Black King could do this, no way. No goddamned WAY. So now the question remained: Who did this? His heart nearly stopped when he got the message, that based on wording was for all of DGO. **Greetings Players of Deep Ground Online. From your standpoint, you may be wondering many things. Allow me then, to enlighten you of your situation. In short, you are now placed within the Deep Ground Program indefinitely. However, as you also may notice, you are each stripped of your Player Avatar and their Abilities. Also take note that your Private Messaging systems among one another are no longer functional. In short, you are completely human and trapped in this world. The game is simple; your minds in the living world are still connected to your chips. However, I have made some rather amusing enhancements. If you die in Deep Ground, a lethal electrical charge will be sent to your brain. You will die instantly. Why have I done this? That too is simple in itself. You people are so....interesting. Please have fun with this new addition to the Deep Ground experience. -Silver Jester ** Isaac stared off for a moment, unable to think. Though after he came to his senses, he immediately found his way to the ground and scouted the city for anyone he might recognize. No one, so he decided to head to the ruined Green City, seeing as it is the one place he remembered, and probably had the more welcoming of the groups. He had to hurry, there was little time before all Hell broke loose. Soon everyone would be grouping into little parties to save their asses and hurt others. Then the groups would band into larger ones and somehow assert a hierarchical order of power based on who dominates the rest. It was basic human nature, and it may work in his favor.
(If any links are broken let me know) > ADS personnel file #78725 > > Name: Alexander Lucas Powell > > Sex: Male > > Rank: Corporal > > Serial Number: 765-62-7493 > > Age: 25 > > Place of Birth: Arcturus Theta > > Hair: Brown > > Eye Color: Hazel > > Ethnicity: Caucasian > > Most recent photo: > > [Alexander Powell in full outfitting](http://) > Personal Record: Clean > > Military Career: Fast tracked to leading his own squad after his actions in the Deep War earned him a Medal of Honor. > > Psychological Evaluation: Hard-headed, but has a talent for leadership due to his fearless yet cautious mindset. When tested on his leadership in the Deep War after the death of his squad’s leader, Alexander seemed to handle the role amazingly well and even in the intensity of the situation at hand held a level head. Has no known psychological issues that have needed dealt with through medical solutions. > > Physical Evaluation: Is not very strong, but has high endurance and is extremely mobile even in Dive Armor. Earned a Medal for Physical Excellence during Basic training. Has no known physical complications that have needed medical solutions. > > Background: Powell was born on Theta, raised by John Michael and Lisa Ann Powell. John helped draw plans for the Poseidon project, up until his and his wife’s murder when Alexander was around 8. After this Alexander lived with his father’s grandparents, as his mother’s parents had passed on a year before. His father designed a combat mini drone for himself about two years before that, codenamed “Watch Dog” the drone was versatile enough to be used underwater and out of water combat. Though when it came in Alexander’s possession he personally named it “Foxhound” or “Fox” for short, the two have been an inseparable pair since the start, the drone has actually in a sense threatened other persons for acting hostile to Alex, nearly firing upon a group who attempted to jump him during Basic Training. Alexander is renowned for his capability in the field of tactics and infantry combat, his tactical shine-through is his squad leadership as shown by his actions during the Deep War that helped the ADS gain an advantage. His team was sent to establish a CP in a critical location at the time, en-route the team was ambushed, the leader died not too long after the fight began. Forcing Alexander to take over and lead, though the situation, according to gathered footage and intel, was particularly intense, Alexander proved he was a more than capable leader of the now named “Wolf” team, also earning himself a medal for his courage. The team, known for it’s skill and refined tactics under their new leader, was requested to be a part of the security force on the newly made Poseidon. Gladly the team joined on as one of the squads onboard, leading the group into what some label a suicide mission. > > Now a Corporal on the Poseidon, he attempts to keep peace between the people and the corporations, but already he has made this warning, “I sat this to any and all corporate soldiers and personnel, if you violate the laws set in place upon this ship and by the ADS. I have no issue shooting monkey suit grunts.” after the warning the corporations all voiced a strong distaste for him, but he stayed onboard nonetheless. > > A photo of the Corporal’s drone: > > ![Foxhound](http:// "enter image title here") > Certifications: Is certified in Dive Armor use, and Drone deployment, repair, and use. > > Augmentations: Alexander has augments that improve reaction times, agility, intellect, and the basic needs to survive on Arcturus Theta.
I'll make a post tomorrow, I haven't been able to check recently, but I promise I'll be active now.
I'll have a post up tomorrow, sorry for my inactivity. School life has been chaotic.
Kuraiko smiled and took the cup, popping the pill and taking a drink to wash it down, inwardly he was smiling. He recovered, that quick? It amazed even him, and that doctor...Seemed to have a kind, kind heart. It made him miss the corpsman, it made him miss everyone, it may not have been a VERY long time with them, but already they felt like a small family. He couldn't help but attach to such an odd group of soldiers, they reminded him of his real family, which made him a tad depressed, but also made him smile as he remembered his father, loyal to Landren 'till he died. Before he stood to leave, he looked to the gazelle and gave her the same smile he did to anyone he considered a friend. "Hey, tell the doc I said thanks, and that I apologize for making everyone worry so much. I promise, I'll try not to end up like this again." with that said, he left the room. Off to pass the time till Blade returned. After finishing his words to the gazelle, he decided he would go for a long walk, just to regain his legs. He needed to be ready for the next operation, and be steady-footed for the debrief. So he went for a walk to get his legs back, mostly on the outer areas of the Claw, where he could feel the air around him. A few deep breaths would do wonders, he thought. After a few minutes he ended up on one of the outer catwalks on the Claw, as most of the giant Landcruiser was bustling with life and the hard work of her crew. He loved it, loved the synchronicity of the men and women aboard, the smooth communication, and the beautiful results of their labor. The more he admired it all, the more proud he was to have joined the LDF, and the more he realized, this is where he belongs. No matter what.
Forgive me for not posting. To be straightforward I have no idea what to post given my characters current state of affairs.
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