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Sky Warriors

Working on that post for the collab.

....

What the cabin currently sounds like.

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Also you have to put in his profile somewhere that he is gay, damnit, for mine and @ClocktowerEchos sake please confirm his gayness is in bold writing (only sort of kidding)

Welcome to the Sky Warriors, I'm going to make a follow up post and then ALL of you are free to get posting again we are back in business!

@Dynamo Frokane

Check the character sheets dearie~

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Team Gay Caribbean Pilots FTW

PILOT
Name: Arnaud Degas
Age: 22
Height: 6'4
Weight: 205
Pilot Class: The Hunter
Nationality: French Caribbean/Creole
Appearance:



Bio: Born in Trinidad, Arnaud grew up in the aftermath of an uncertain age-between the chaos in America, and the hotpoints erupting the world over, an age where the Caribbean was forced to fumble about in the dark, trying to find a new destiny-no longer could many of the nations there rely on European or american trade, support or tourists. Economic crashes become the norm, unemployment nearly a given for many. The world population fell.

And fell.

And fell.

Then, something unexpected happened. Cuba, long silent, long forgotten, seized the chance fate had given it with both hands-ushering in a new age for the Caribbean. Cuban soldiers stormed beaches, Cuban guns found their way into the hands of revolutionaries. Red flags were waved with pride for the first time in a century-communism, in what seemed to be the twilight of human existence, revived itself. The specter that had haunted Europe in the past had pulled itself from the brink of death. And it took the Caribbean. A new nation was founded, in one of the last green spots on Earth. The Federated Communist Republics of the Caribbean-regarded as a threat by other nations, an unpleasant reminder of the mistakes of the past-had been born.

It was into this nation that Arnaud was born-a native of the Communist Republic of Trinidad and Tobago-an FCRC member state. One of his first memories is of his home country being flooded by great hurricanes, and of parts of his home nation being consumed by the sea-for all that the Caribbean managed to endure the ravages of war, many of it's island nations could not resist the relentless rise of global sea levels. Having lost his parents, and much of his extended family in the disaster, Arnaud was raised as a ward of the state, but that was not the end of the matter.

This memory has stayed with Arnaud for his entire life-and inspired him to join the armed forces of the FCRC, reasoning that by serving the interests of the FCRC as a pilot-he might aid in acquiring new lands for the peoples of the Caribbean to flee too, if worst came to worst. While he could fly, no one in the Caribbean would be left behind when the next storm hit, the next time the waters rose.

He flew missions for FCRC expeditionary forces all over the region-from South America to the cold reaches of the north-he's flown against bandits, against other nascent nation states-the FCRC and Texas certainly had their share of scuffles-but the farthest he's ever been is, ironically, the place he's currently marooned in. Iceland. The FCRC overreached, and plagued by bandits and supply troubles, their nascent outpost on the island had be recalled. Bandits attacked, on the ground and in the sky, just as the boats were being loaded. Arnaud flew against them-and by the end of it, the boats were away, many of the bandits were dead-and Arnuad was out of fuel and forced to land.

Rescue, he's sure isn't coming-resources are a precious thing, and the FCRC, however much it might want too, can't launch a new expedition to save one man.

It's a harsh reality.

So now he's sitting in an abandoned base, out of fuel, slowly eating his way through his supplies and wondering if the cold or the bandits will get him first.

Theme Song:

Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards

PLANE:
Name: R-1 Bolívar
Description:



Extra Aircraft Notes: Designed to be produced in massive numbers, the R-1 Bolivar has the distinction of being one of the first homegrown plane designs fielded by the fledgling Federated Communist Republics of the Caribbean. The Bolivar is designed to be three very simple things-cheap, hardy, and reasonably effective. In the fine tradition of the AK-47, it succeeds with flying colors-while they're not amazing aircraft, they are competent, can be produced quickly, maintenance can be conducted with ease-and it can even make use of foreign produced parts, thanks to a dedication to functionality by the design team.

And finally, it's often said these planes would still fly even if you buried them in sand and dug them up a month after.

This is not inaccurate.

Plane Type: Jet
Weapons Descriptions:
1x Minigun
20x Nonhoming missiles
12x Bunkerbusters
4x Multi-role homing missiles

Weaknesses: Stripped down and basic in nature. The R-1 lacks many of the gadgets that aid the pilots of other nations-it focuses on functionality over pilot comfort. Due to this, it tends to struggle when faced with extremely high-tech aircraft. Normally, numbers would make up for this, but if it is a single R-1 against such a foe...

Past Encounter: Detailed in the bio.

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For approval.

Character sheet submission

PILOT
Name: Arnaud Degas
Age: 22
Height: 6'4
Weight: 205
Pilot Class: The Hunter
Nationality: French Caribbean/Creole
Appearance:



Bio: Born in Trinidad, Arnaud grew up in the aftermath of an uncertain age-between the chaos in America, and the hotpoints erupting the world over, an age where the Caribbean was forced to fumble about in the dark, trying to find a new destiny-no longer could many of the nations there rely on European or american trade, support or tourists. Economic crashes become the norm, unemployment nearly a given for many. The world population fell.

And fell.

And fell.

Then, something unexpected happened. Cuba, long silent, long forgotten, seized the chance fate had given it with both hands-ushering in a new age for the Caribbean. Cuban soldiers stormed beaches, Cuban guns found their way into the hands of revolutionaries. Red flags were waved with pride for the first time in a century-communism, in what seemed to be the twilight of human existence, revived itself. The specter that had haunted Europe in the past had pulled itself from the brink of death. And it took the Caribbean. A new nation was founded, in one of the last green spots on Earth. The Federated Communist Republics of the Caribbean-regarded as a threat by other nations, an unpleasant reminder of the mistakes of the past-had been born.

It was into this nation that Arnaud was born-a native of the Communist Republic of Trinidad and Tobago-an FCRC member state. One of his first memories is of his home country being flooded by great hurricanes, and of parts of his home nation being consumed by the sea-for all that the Caribbean managed to endure the ravages of war, many of it's island nations could not resist the relentless rise of global sea levels. Having lost his parents, and much of his extended family in the disaster, Arnaud was raised as a ward of the state, but that was not the end of the matter.

This memory has stayed with Arnaud for his entire life-and inspired him to join the armed forces of the FCRC, reasoning that by serving the interests of the FCRC as a pilot-he might aid in acquiring new lands for the peoples of the Caribbean to flee too, if worst came to worst. While he could fly, no one in the Caribbean would be left behind when the next storm hit, the next time the waters rose.

He flew missions for FCRC expeditionary forces all over the region-from South America to the cold reaches of the north-he's flown against bandits, against other nascent nation states-the FCRC and Texas certainly had their share of scuffles-but the farthest he's ever been is, ironically, the place he's currently marooned in. Iceland. The FCRC overreached, and plagued by bandits and supply troubles, their nascent outpost on the island had be recalled. Bandits attacked, on the ground and in the sky, just as the boats were being loaded. Arnaud flew against them-and by the end of it, the boats were away, many of the bandits were dead-and Arnuad was out of fuel and forced to land.

Rescue, he's sure isn't coming-resources are a precious thing, and the FCRC, however much it might want too, can't launch a new expedition to save one man.

It's a harsh reality.

So now he's sitting in an abandoned base, out of fuel, slowly eating his way through his supplies and wondering if the cold or the bandits will get him first.

Theme Song:

Waiting for the Great Leap Forwards

PLANE:
Name: R-1 Bolívar
Description:



Extra Aircraft Notes: Designed to be produced in massive numbers, the R-1 Bolivar has the distinction of being one of the first homegrown plane designs fielded by the fledgling Federated Communist Republics of the Caribbean. The Bolivar is designed to be three very simple things-cheap, hardy, and reasonably effective. In the fine tradition of the AK-47, it succeeds with flying colors-while they're not amazing aircraft, they are competent, can be produced quickly, maintenance can be conducted with ease-and it can even make use of foreign produced parts, thanks to a dedication to functionality by the design team.

And finally, it's often said these planes would still fly even if you buried them in sand and dug them up a month after.

This is not inaccurate.

Plane Type: Jet
Weapons Descriptions:
1x Minigun
20x Nonhoming missiles
12x Bunkerbusters
4x Multi-role homing missiles

Weaknesses: Stripped down and basic in nature. The R-1 lacks many of the gadgets that aid the pilots of other nations-it focuses on functionality over pilot comfort. Due to this, it tends to struggle when faced with extremely high-tech aircraft. Normally, numbers would make up for this, but if it is a single R-1 against such a foe...

Past Encounter: Detailed in the bio.

Sky Warriors

@Ophidian we all approve, he's hot! Now let me drool over a nice detailed CS :)

@Dynamo Frokane

Working on it~

He may or may not have turned the hanger he's hauled up in into a passable imitation of those really trashy tiki bars.

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@Ninian

I'm...a bit stuck on where to go next.

You wanna take control of the situation, or should we just try to work out a plot to go for via PM? I've sat down to try to work out a post quite a few times and come up with nada.

Heh.

If it were less pressing, I'd be amused that Jinx, someone who takes so much pride in setting his own path, is causing me so much difficulty in finding a good path to put him on. :p

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Once Ophidian has his CS ready we will jump back on the IC

@Dynamo Frokane

I will defer to your excellent judgement, in keeping with finding someone who looks less...completely a veteran badass who can conquer nations on his own, I located this:



....I think I'm going with it.

But first.

Hot or not?

:p

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<Snipped quote by Ophidian>

I absolutely love it. This is why I have you in my RPs sir.

I've already got into my head how i will work your guy into the story. He could be an ex military officer for the communist carribean republic and for some reason he's been left in Iceland (I'll leave that to you.) Then our sky-warriors find an abandoned air base to rest at (cause the group is low on fuel anyway) and they meet your hunky pilot there. And that can be how this continuation starts.

@Dynamo Frokane

Ooooh. I know how he could be left behind-military campaign gone sour-had to beat a hasty retreat and he ended up being left behind in the scramble!

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<Snipped quote by Ophidian>

No i havent actually touched on the carribean yet, which would actually allow you to sort of write in your own ideas as its currently a blank slate :)

By the way, this bomber-fighter is pretty cool

hnng

@Dynamo Frokane

...Then I may have a solution that gets some variety-French Caribbean (Trinidad and Tobago are...quite diverse) and lets me get my commie fix in. Perhaps a more active Cuba is extending it's reach in the Caribbean-funding revolutions/takeovers in other nations, resulting in a growing...

"Federated Communist Republics of the Caribbean" if you will. Could make for a good future/setting conflict, and fixes the issue we're having right now. I'll see if I can't find a fitting picture that suits the new direction, if this works out of course-previous pic looked too...experienced, you know?

Also works well with a pilot falling in with this outfit-considering how important planes and pilots are in this 'verse, it'd make sense for a new power to be "courting" skilled cadres of pilots, and embedding some of their own in with them in hopes of them picking up valuable skills and connections.

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<Snipped quote by Ophidian>

Hmmmm, how about the french-carribean quarter? or maybe some sort of Cajun?

and I just wanted a bit of nostaligia with that pic, no biggie :)

@Dynamo Frokane

Well, the reason I chose Cuba is because I felt I could get a good dynamic out of it-there's a song that sums up the contradictions of Cuba-and what it could still mean quite nicely:

youtube.com/watch?v=buOpTyivEGU

The....current state of the area of North America would take away alot of the income they get from tourism-scaring them away if nothing else, but it'd also provide a strange chance, to become a power, while the region is in chaos. A mixture of troubles and hope. Taking advantage of the chaos to try to carve out something bigger for themselves. Just spitballing of course, this could all be utterly off base.

Hm.

Anything been written about the state of the Caribbean in this setting?