Holy shit how did I miss this! You guys accepting?
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STATUS: Been practicing drawing for a few months now. Biggest tip I can give so far is copy, copy, copy. It really helps you learn the basics in a very hands on way, 7 yrs ago
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Been practicing drawing for a few months now. Biggest tip I can give so far is copy, copy, copy. It really helps you learn the basics in a very hands on way,
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The Boarder Patrol in Vermont has more important matters than illegal Mexicans. They have to stop the White Walkers.
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Unborn babies are essentially mech pilots, right?
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So we've devolved into RPing in the OOC section then? I refuse to succumb to such barbarism!
I shall be posting soon! (Hopefully)
Cool beans.
hmmm now there are two of us... umm I could have lances company just be he is supplier if you want instead of the cover military that is my company, or yours could own mine
Oh! Maybe they could be rivals, with Lance's company protecting VIP type people while Walter's is more of a "Army for Higher" type deal. Both trying to muscle their way into each others' fields of expertise, both jockeying for control of the city. At least, initially. Maybe further down the line they join to truly bring "Order" to the city, or something like that.
But hey, that's just my two cents. I'm open to whatever.
Second Character. Told ya I would make some sort of Kevin Spacey type with demons! Or maybe not demons.... only time will tell!
Stands at around 6'1 with a medium build.
Name:
Walter Helver
Age:
41
Race:
Surprisingly Human.... At least, that's what he claims.
Race info:
Hopefully you've passed some sort of biology class
Job/study?:
CEO Of AVA Industries
More info:
"Freedom? Freedom, pha, is that what you think people want? No, they want protection. Safety. Control. We can dilute that all we want with what we have established here in this city, but freedom? Don't tell me that's what they want. Nobody wants freedom. Human beings have been trying for centuries to fight for survival, to fight for safety, for control, but not freedom. That's why I'm here, in this city. With the resources I have at my finger tips, I can finally give the citizens of this city what they really want. Safety. Control. Organization to the chaos that fills these streets. It seems almost every other week this city gets leveled by some "vigilantly mutant" or "demonic monster" and every time we rebuild, but never truly fix that problem. Never cure that plague. All because of the plague that exist in all sentient beings... Freedom."
Walter is the head of a massive corporation that deals in many trades, but profits most from their private military and weapon development contracts. Currently they are one of the largest companies in Lacosta, and 4th largest in the world. Currently he is pushing for legislation to hand over policing services of certain districts of AVA Industries.
Stands at around 6'1 with a medium build.
Name:
Walter Helver
Age:
41
Race:
Surprisingly Human.... At least, that's what he claims.
Race info:
Hopefully you've passed some sort of biology class
Job/study?:
CEO Of AVA Industries
More info:
"Freedom? Freedom, pha, is that what you think people want? No, they want protection. Safety. Control. We can dilute that all we want with what we have established here in this city, but freedom? Don't tell me that's what they want. Nobody wants freedom. Human beings have been trying for centuries to fight for survival, to fight for safety, for control, but not freedom. That's why I'm here, in this city. With the resources I have at my finger tips, I can finally give the citizens of this city what they really want. Safety. Control. Organization to the chaos that fills these streets. It seems almost every other week this city gets leveled by some "vigilantly mutant" or "demonic monster" and every time we rebuild, but never truly fix that problem. Never cure that plague. All because of the plague that exist in all sentient beings... Freedom."
Walter is the head of a massive corporation that deals in many trades, but profits most from their private military and weapon development contracts. Currently they are one of the largest companies in Lacosta, and 4th largest in the world. Currently he is pushing for legislation to hand over policing services of certain districts of AVA Industries.
*Twiddles thumbs*
A simple day.
This, was not something Alice was used to by any means. For being a member of the defending force of the great city state of Lacosta was something of a monumental task. With the city being so.... "accepting" of all creatures, including world destroying demons, many nations, organizations, and various terror/religious groups always have a bone or two to pick with the city. Thus, it was not uncommon for one or more of those groups to attack the city at least once a week.
Never really a dull moment for the young pilot.
Alice tiredly climbed out of her now beat up jet as the engines whined down, the ground crew chief running up to meet her. "Heya their capt! Good hunting this morning?" He asked, walking up beside the tired pilot. The LSAF was constantly rotating pilots on various schedules to keep up with their patrol rates. The angels, demons, and otherwise exceedingly powerful protectors usually had their hands full with outside counterparts, so somebody has to deal with the more... conventional threats. Alice had unfortunately been forced to fly very, very early this morning, only to meet lost pilots and the occasional rogue enemy. Exhausted, Alice simply waved the man off and headed for the barracks to change.
Changing out of her flight suit and into her dress uniform, she made her way into the city to a cafe, hoping some warm tea, a biscuit, and some relaxing could ease her tired head. Sitting down among her fellow customers, she waited for an employee to serve her. A first timer to the place, she noted with relief the cafe was not to busy, hopefully getting her the peace and quiet she deserved.
This, was not something Alice was used to by any means. For being a member of the defending force of the great city state of Lacosta was something of a monumental task. With the city being so.... "accepting" of all creatures, including world destroying demons, many nations, organizations, and various terror/religious groups always have a bone or two to pick with the city. Thus, it was not uncommon for one or more of those groups to attack the city at least once a week.
Never really a dull moment for the young pilot.
Alice tiredly climbed out of her now beat up jet as the engines whined down, the ground crew chief running up to meet her. "Heya their capt! Good hunting this morning?" He asked, walking up beside the tired pilot. The LSAF was constantly rotating pilots on various schedules to keep up with their patrol rates. The angels, demons, and otherwise exceedingly powerful protectors usually had their hands full with outside counterparts, so somebody has to deal with the more... conventional threats. Alice had unfortunately been forced to fly very, very early this morning, only to meet lost pilots and the occasional rogue enemy. Exhausted, Alice simply waved the man off and headed for the barracks to change.
Changing out of her flight suit and into her dress uniform, she made her way into the city to a cafe, hoping some warm tea, a biscuit, and some relaxing could ease her tired head. Sitting down among her fellow customers, she waited for an employee to serve her. A first timer to the place, she noted with relief the cafe was not to busy, hopefully getting her the peace and quiet she deserved.
oh..... okay....
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