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Current Sometimes you spend so long looking for peace in someone else, you loose sight of that peace you can give yourself. Don't forget that guys.
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3 yrs ago
"Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery. But today? Today is a gift. That is why it is called the present." -Master Oogway
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6 yrs ago
So many writing ideas, so little time to write. Being an adult sucks...
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It's the most fattening time of the year!
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7 yrs ago
There is a madness to my method. Or is there a method to my madness?
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Sweet. If I can get one or two more, we'll start with a small group if that works for y'all.
I would permit it. I realize that when I was setting up some stuff, I forgot to do a Psi-class XD
Damian Gerard|Outside Crocus


"...dodge to the left and strike!" The young man had shed the top half of his leather armor for his training today, running through a combat drill routine that helped him maintain his form and precision while also allowing him to work on building his body's tolerance for his magic power. Even after so many years, releasing the Alpha power lock still left wear and tear on him, though it was nothing like when his magic had first manifested, his reserves overflowing as he watched his father and mother struck down. Dancing back from an invisible foe, a hiltless longsword blade passing through the space he'd just occupied, Damian Gerard began again.

"Dodge," he moved in and thrust with the black bladed Ares Blade, the longsword blade also moving back before slashing again at him. "Parry," the two sword blades clashed and Damian smiled as three extra he'd summoned struck the invisible foe in a triangle formation, defeating them and causing the longsword blade to vanish, "and Three Point Strike." He turned to a pair of grey wolves laying in the shade of a nearby tree. The two had been his constant companions for several years now, despite his best efforts to dismiss the magically summoned wolves, and since he was stuck with them, he'd named them accordingly. "Well, Jaëger, Carmilla? Think my control's improving?" Jaëger, the male of the two and bearing two piercing silver eyes, picked up his head to look at his master before snorting and laying it back down, causing Damian to roll his eyes as the golden eyed Carmilla, the female, stood and trotted to the shirtless man's side as he kneeled down, enjoying the attention.

"See, Jaëger? Carmilla thinks I've improved at least a little." The male snorted again before standing and stretching, his claws becoming visible above the grass around them as his canines flashed in the sunlight due to his large yawn. The pair of wolves had magically appeared at Damian's side around four years ago while he'd been fighting against a dangerous dark mage on a solo job one of the corporate guilds had passed on because the client hadn't much to offer as a reward. As the former soldier had watched the man turned down at the doors to the guild he'd been eating near, the words his father had taught him echoed in his head. "Remember Damian, that a soldier's duty is to always help those who cannot help themselves; to protect those who find themselves unable to protect themselves." Paying for the burger and fries he'd ordered, Damian approached the man and asked about the job. It had been simple enough, the Dark Mage had wiped out most of his family and he just wanted justice for them. He could only offer one thousand jewel as a reward, but Damian waved it and did the job for free.

As it turned out, the Dark Mage was a shadow mage who could more or less make clones of himself while attacking. If it hadn't been for Carmilla and Jaëger appearing when they had, the Arsenal Mage wouldn't be around anymore. They had intercepted the 'shadow clones' and torn them apart while Damian went for the kill on the Dark Mage, taking first his hands and then his head. Granted, the Magic Council was less than pleased that the young man hadn't taken the mage alive, but one less pawn of evil was threatening the land, so they let it go, that time at least. Damian smiled as Jaëger walked over and forced his head under one of Damian's hands, earning an ear scratch from the young man.

After that, despite Damian's best efforts to dismiss the pair, he hasn't yet managed and at the end of the day, he was often glad for it as they kept him both safe when he rested and company when he was awake. Standing, he looked over the expanse of the city of Crocus from where he was training, letting the wind blow through his hair and cool his sweat covered torso. It was just a few days ago that he had finally found the location of the Fenixtear guild and joined them, the red guild mark showing on his upper right arm, but he could already feel he'd like it there. The guild itself was welcoming to him and he could hardly wait to join his new guildmates for jobs all across the nation, but for now, as Carmilla nuzzled him softly from behind, training called.

"Right, right, I know." Turning his back to the city, Damian summons his Hercules Blade and focuses, channeling the power of the wind around the blade. A large part of the reason he was outside the city to train rather than renting a hall was because A) it was much cheaper and B) his magic was harsh on training equipment, especially the elemental components of his swords. Still, he was determined to push himself a bit today, so rather than unleash a potent thrust or slash with the glaive in his hands, he continued focusing, even as the winds began to whip into more than just a strong blowing force and edged closer to hurricane strength. Carmilla took up her position on Damian's left as Jaëger took up his spot on their master's right. When he moved, they would, as a family, as a pack.






So the knowledge is there, I edited in my sheet to my last post on page five, so the bottom of it.
I am unclear of what number of S class mages there is supposed to be. Not saying my sheet is going to be submitted at S, I'm just...really unsure based on the CS Tab XD




And with this edit, here is my CS. Hope I got it all right.


In the year 2015, Humanity experienced one of the single most dreaded, yet highly anticipated, events of its existence; first contact with an extraterrestrial race. Unfortunately for all the UFO enthusiasts out there, it wasn’t the friendly “We come in peace” they’d always hoped for, instead more along the lines of “Take me to your leader.” Except there was no little grey alien holding a ray gun, at least not at first. What came to be known as the Invasion War opened with a series of pods landing in a German city. Curious civilians approached the first of the crashed objects just as it activated, causing widespread panic. Germany sent in a recon team by helicopter, which went down after coming under fire from unknown assailants. As a result, a squad from the Extraterrestrial Combat Unit, or XCOM, which had been formed by the Council of Nations in the event that an alien invasion occurred, was dispatched.

Upon arrival at the scene aboard the Skyranger, what they found was nothing short of a massacre, with civilians trapped inside a strange green webbing, likely released by the pods, and the unit wiped out, with, as far as could be ascertained, no survivors. At least until the first message was received on the radio. “Hilfe” it had said, which Doctor Vahlen translated to mean “Help me.” Delta squad moved in, finding one member of the recon team torn apart like he’d been attacked by a wild animal and another dead from something exploding from inside his body, eviscerating him. Inside was the established standard operating procedure’s birth when it came to dealing with the Aliens, after a Sectoid Commander used its mind controlled meat puppet to kill a member of the squad, the other aliens were engaged and killed with extreme prejudice. The Extraterrestrials had just made it very clear that they weren’t interested in peace.

The Invasion War lasted for around twenty years, with Humanity facing severe casualties early on in the war. XCOM proved to be the most proficient fighters...


This RP takes place in something of an Alternate Universe from the timeline we got going from Enemy Unknown/Within to XCOM 2. In this story, humanity won and advanced after forcing the invaders off of our world. I'll take a small group, I'll take a large group, but I'm hoping this draws some interest either way. The above paragraphs are a bit of a sneak peak into the history of the RP from the point we'd be picking up in. Just, uh, let me know if you're interested by posting here.
tentatively pokes around

Now this GM's name is one I've not seen in many many years...

Joking aside, I'm tentatively interested. Phoenix Wing has...been on standby for almost, if not over, a year now, and I need to stretch my Fairy Tail writing muscles.
Spartan Lucas Ryker


Ryker's form flickers from view very briefly before coming back into sight. "I would never ask my teammates to run a job I wouldn't. I suggested the plan, I'll help carry it out." The SPARTAN-IV had no qualms about helping to carry this out, if not doing the job himself. Black Ops cells rarely had the kind of support that Aegis was getting, and they could rarely afford to send out more than one man even for an important job like this.

"If no one else wants to go, just give me the charges and some time. Wouldn't be the first time I've planted explosive charges solo."
Spartan Lucas Ryker


Having moved with the rest of the team to the plateau, Lucas scoped up on the structure, or structures, as it had turned out, and watched the movements of those below. The Jiralhanae were definitely patrolling the outer area of the crater-like area but the interior was being patrolled by the Insurrectionists, which provided the team a potent advantage. "Before we do that, myself and a couple other members of the team are outfitted with active camo. If Grikgar is outfitted with enough ordinance, and I brought some grenades that we can jerry rig some charges out of, we can sabotage some things before calling in the battle group, particularly things that Shih marks as important. And while the rest of the team pushes in at lightning speed to take advantage of the confusion, we can sneak in and find the URF leader."

Granted, they were still a fairly small team to split up in such a way, but if things played out right, then they could maybe even get the two groups to turn on each other. "Let's face it, these are greater numbers than we were expecting and we don't necessarily have the time to come up with too many more ideas. Plus, maybe the two groups will turn on each other when there are plasma charges destroying critical URF infrastructure at this base."
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