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Lance Fulgurant Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 4:59 pm
Auto-Rank Positions
Alliance
Grand Commander of the Alliance: Xeon (Malfrost)
Vice Admiral of the Alliance Fleet:
Grand Champion of the White Knights:I
- White Knight:
- White Knight:
Vice Commander of the Alliance Ground Forces:
Head of Ghost Division (spec-ops):
- Ghost: Zaphnir Rodalein (Lance)
- Ghost:
- Ghost:
Mech Ace:Zaphnir Rodalein (Lance)
Pilot Ace:
Empire
Emperor: Scion
Lord General:
Lord Admiral:
Grand-Master of the Scionic Knights: Vladimir Alcide Cordell (Kurg)
- Scionic Knight:
- Scionic Knight:
Leader of the Right Black-Hand(spec-ops):
- Finger:
Leader of the Left Black-Hand(spec-ops):
- Finger:
Pilot Ace:
Twilight Dawn
Leader:
War Advisor:
People's Champion (head General):
Admiral of the Fleet:
Leader of the Dusk (spec-ops):
- Shade:
- Shade:
- Shade:
Pilot Ace:
[b]Name:[/b] (I think you can figure this out)
[b]RPC Name:[/b] (if apping for Scion must be Scion, if apping for Leader just Leader)
[b]Position(s) Applying For:[/b] (ask one of the crew members before apping for more than one position)
[b]RP Sample:[/b] (should show what you plan to do in your position, and should have a combat scenario)
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 10:02 am
Name: Kurgistar
RPC Name: Vladimir Alcide Cordell
Position(s) Applying For: Grandmaster of the Scionic knights
RP Sample: Vladimir Alcide Cordell had always wanted to be a knight but it was not for some foolish belief of chivalry. He wanted it because of the power and the chance to move up. if someone could become a knight you were set for life provided you could hold on to your title without being killed. He had been able to do just that. furthermore he had been able to work his way through the order to the side of the former Grandmaster. It wasn't hard to kill the man but the amount of meticulous planing it dragged out for months. At the end the man never suspected it was him and even in his dying breath he cried for Vladimir to save him. The plan was fantastic because it left him blameless enough that he could not be convicted of a crime yet guilty enough for others to fear him. It was all too perfect and as he thought back on it Alcide couldn't hope but smile. in the time that followed their former leaders death Vlad had done many great works. It was because a new leader had yet to be selected so he had to do the best he could to make sure he was the top pick. this meant he had would be the first one out to deal with disturbances in the empire and taken on more tasks then his peers. sometimes he would sabotage the others to prevent them from leaving and performing there duties. Vladimir had even kill the other top three knights who might get the position. Of course none of it could be traced back to him. After that no one seemed to step forward to compete with him. Currently he was sitting on a transport on the way to a small rebellion. The intelligence said it was about a hundred men on some farming world who sought to join the traitors known as the alliance. the black ops and fleet both wished to kill them but Alcide had stepped forward saying that if he and six others knights were allowed to go they could deal with this rebellion. since the knights were supposed to be the personal guards Lord Scion it would be a strong message that the Emperor would not tolerate anything like this. also Vladimir promised to send a bloody message that would be heard throughout the galaxy. "This is what with think of traitors to the empire and this is what we will do to the alliance." Vladimir Alcide Cordell drummed his fingers on the armrest of his chair in the small drop ship. the other knights who he had handpicked for this operation moved restlessly.then the pilot called back "touchdown in 7...6...5...4...3...2...all clear Sir Cordell." the man finished as the back ramp of the transport slowly opened on to the wavy grasslands. Stepping forward while being flanked on either side by three knights Alcide descended from the ship. A man hurriedly crossed the fields waving his arms and shouting "My Lords! My Lord! thank the gods you have arrived!" The other knights reached for their swords but Vladimir raised a hand "No. we will need to use this one." The man came closer and closer till he was right in front of the bent over panting. he was at least in his forties but he seemed to still be in shape because of work. Alcide eyed the dirty simple man with disgust "im sorry... i must... catch my... breath." he panted then soon as he could he stood up and bowed "im Asher. im come from the town where the rebels are. I've tried to stop them but i couldn't. so i sent that message to the Black hand." " lead us to your town." Vladimir said dawning his helmet. "yes my lord" the Asher said and lead on. the walked for a long time till at last some buildings came into view over the horizon. Alcide nodded to the knights and two of them went to circle around the back of the town while two others covered the sides "As a reward for your loyalty to the Emperor you may pick one person you wish to save. take them over to the shuttle and wait for us." "um well yes my lord" the man said and spread off into the far side of the town. As he did Vladimir walked forward with a knight on either side of him. As he did he saw some men gathering outside. the crowd was armed with pitiful weapons such as axes or clubs, there were a few hunting rifles but nothing that would give fear to the knights. a person roared from the crowd. "this just shows the oppression of the empire by sending imperial knights to kill us!" then another person shouted "theres only three of them they can take us all on!" there was a roar and the people surged forward by then Vladimir and his knights had spread out. they drew there blades and hacked through the stupid fools who would try to rebel. The knights attacked without mercy. their goal was to make this slaughter and bloody as possible. limbs and heads flew off and went flying into the throng of people. Blood began to soak the ground and people screamed. After only a few minutes the tide of people began to withdraw and try to flee. Vladimir would not let them. the other knights pressed forward cutting rebels down from behind. Alcide jumped up over the crowds and tapped into his earth folocremy. he used his stone breaker move and created a sand pit with himself at the center. People slipped and fell into the pit and were met by Alcide's blood thirsty blade. Soon Alcide was able to walk up the bodies in the pit and was back on level ground. he continued to slay people as they tried to flee. he caught one man in the back and spray of blood spattered his armor. As the people tried to leave the town they found there escape cut off by the other knights Vladimir had dispersed earlier. The rebels had no where to run and were massacred. After the crowd had been dealt with the knights went to every house killing all inside. No man woman or child was safe. once the entire town had been purged the knights left. there were no fires to burn the town down for that may hide some sign of the slaughter. they left it just as it was. the stench of death in the air bodies on the ground blood covering the walls and silent as the grave. when the knights returned to the shuttle they saw Asher and a beautiful young blonde girl waiting next to it. she seemed frightened by his appearance. Vlad figured it was the blood soaking his armor. Asher though terrified by what he knew had happened kept his mouth shut. Vladimir found that he could not keep from looking at the girl as they approached. she had hair like honey and white skin with freckles. she was young and had a slender form with gentle curves. he height was just below Alcides and she had amazing eyes of hazel that seemed to shimmer with a deep passion. "Asher who is this?" the knight asked. the man fought for words but managed to put out "she's my daughter my lord." Alcide eyed her up and down hardly believing the man could father such a beautiful young woman. then said "very well board the shuttle." he had told the man he could save himself and his daughter. and at least that was not a lie. once they were all on board the shuttle took of with a rumble. " where to now Sir Cordell?" the pilot asked. Vladimir took off his helmet revealing his hard face which had often made a woman of the court and slave girl alike blush "the next town. this entire world must be made and example." and so they went.
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Posted: Sun Apr 18, 2010 10:05 am
APPROVED!!! just need to get that leadership quiz sent to you and that'll be it.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 1:46 pm
Name: Ultimashade
RPC Name: Isaac Clarke
Position(s) Applying For: Grand Champion of the White Knights
RP Sample: Isaac wore his red, blood-stained armor, it wasn't always red though. Blood splashed all over him, he was grateful for the helmet. He heard somebody enter in his comlink. "Isaac Clarke here." He listened to cries of pain and screams for help coming from the other end. "On my way." He said, standing up. A small token force came to his side. "Do you need us, Sir?" Isaac laughed. "Gonna be one hell of a party, follow my lead, protect the left flank." Isaac said, borrowing a blade from one of the soldiers. "Charge!" The blunt charge, along with the fact Isaac had few companions stunned the enemy soldiers. Like he predicted, soldiers attack his left side. "Go!" Isaac said, running up the hill where snipers resided which he dubbed un-creatively "Sniper's Hill." A soldier from his own force followed him. Isaac shifted and looked around. "You know what I love about these blades?" The soldier shook his head. "They cut stuff, and when used right, grab stuff." Isaac waited until he heard the distinct reloading sound of a sniper rifle and the scuffling of feet. Being an expert in combat, he knew very well what that meant. They turned their backs, so he jumped up and shoved his weapon through the spine of his foe, the grab only lasted a second so he pulled the sniper down to the floor and cut his throat directly. The gurgling sound should have tipped them off, but it didn't. He heard a loud cry and his own group came for him. He covered his face, but remember he wore a mask. "Sir, we're here, should we call for help?" Isaac laughed a maniac laugh. "Heck no! They'd take all the glory!" Isaac ran forward, leading a forward charge. "More snipers, shoot 'em up!" Isaac kicked up a sniper rifle and fired several perfect shots. "Ha, I'm the perfect marksman." Suddenly, his men started to fall to the floor, the enemy general of this attack entered the field. "Fall back, I'll let you know when I'm finished!" Isaac ordered. Everything was silent for a second. "So, you're the leader of this little attack?" Isaac lifted the sniper rifle for a blind shot, but the gun flew out of his hands. The group leader shook his hand out. "Yes, and you must be the leader of this pitiful force, I find it unsporting to kill an unarmed foe, here." He threw a pistol at Isaac, which was all he needed. "Bad mistake." The single arms combat started, the man had a rapid-fire handgun. Isaac jumped over to the side and slid through the dirt, it absorbed most of the energy that he'd normally have and stopped his movement early. He rolled along sideways avoiding several shots, well-aimed at that. He turned off the safety and shot at his new foe's legs. They were really just chasing each other sideways until they were close enough to beat each other into submission. The force of the blow he landed staggered his foe, with that, he practically blew his head off. "Bang..." Isaac felt like an action hero, but being a war hero worked too. Ships started to land near him, but not too many, he could take care of himself. "Isaac? Weren't you just another soldier, how are you so skilled?" Isaac shrugged. "I had time to practice, let's get back, they're starting to scatter." Isaac sighed, he loved battle, but it would never end. Bittersweet in every meaning of the word.
(I've never tried one of these!)
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 5:21 pm
Name: RedZeroFive
RPC Name: Rodolphus De Mardachios
Position(s) Applying For: Lord Admiral (Empire)
RP Sample:
Rodophus peeled his eyes open. His ears were ringing, and his vision was blurry. He could feel movement, and hear voices around him, some screaming in pain. He grabbed onto the sides of his command console and pulled himself to his feet. He could see blood on his hands as his vision cleared, and he looked around the bridge. Half the main bridge crew was on the ground, and blood was everywhere. Finally his ears stopped ringing, though his head was still pounding. "Mr Christian?" he croaked, looking around the bridge for his first-lieutenant and un-official adopted son. "Here sir" he heard behind him. Mr Christian was leaning against the wall, blood caking his black hair to his forehead. "Status" Rodolphus barked, straightening up and regaining his balance. "Bottom rear thrusters offline sir!" his chief engineer shouted. "What hit us?" he asked. "Standard anti ship pulse torpedo sir" Mr Christian shouted from his station, "Hit our starboard side, decks A1-B7 are all venting. Casualty numbers coming in." Rodolphus looked out the view port as pinpricks of light flashed silently in the inky black of space. "Damn" he mumbled. He was deep in thought for a long moment. He needed to keep the Alliance off the rest of the fleet for just a little longer. "Bring her about, 70 degrees" he shouted, "Aye sir!" his navigational officer shouted, then looked at him in confusion. "But sir, that's right AT the enemy!" Rodolphus grinned. "Yes, but I have a plan..." he ran it by the bridge crew, or what was left. By the end, half of them were grinning. "Sir," Mr Christian intoned, "Thats crazy enough that it just might work." The crew quickly returned to their stations, and worked on their specific part pf the plan. "Sir, collision course in forty seconds." Rodolfus stood staring at the imposing ship before them. "Prepare reverse thrusters" he calmly ordered. "Thirty seconds" Elsewhere in the ship, marines Gathered by access hatches and landing bays, guns at the ready. "On my mark!" Rodolfus shouted. "Ten Seconds!" "Grab onto something!" someone shouted. "NOW!" Rodolfus bellowed, and the reverse thrusters on the front and side of the ship roared to life. The ships collided, however, with a grinding sound of metal on metal as their armored hulls collided. The ships were then locked together, and the holes the thrusters had burned into the hull of the enemy ship were now perfect access points for Rodolphus's Marines. They swarmed into the ship like an army of ants, catching its crew un-prepared for a boarding situation. Within minutes, the entire enemy crew had either surrendered or been gunned down. As the Marines breached the enemy Bridge, The main crew let out a roaring cheer. Rodolphus, however, simply stared calmly out the view port. In the blackness, more flashes erupted. As the cheers died down, Rodolphus spoke. "Don't cheer just yet, we still have company!" "Aye Captain!" came the renewed reply.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 5:31 pm
Alright Ultima I approve you and for Red, I'm going to be sending you just alittle quiz on some of the basics of war and combat, it involves land-combat based questions, so just answer what you would do, but I can use it to determine your range of knowledge.
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Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 5:32 pm
Aye, aye.
I have to go for now, however, I will be back online sometime tonight.
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Posted: Fri Apr 23, 2010 1:53 pm
Name: Lord Iron Fang
RPC Name: Dimitri Tacitus
Position(s) Applying For: Leader of Left Black-Hand
RP Sample: (should show what you plan to do in your position, and should have a combat scenario)
the blade of Dimirtri's knife went slipped in between the guard's ribs and into his heart. Dimitri didnt remove his hand from the mans mouth till he was sure the heart had stopped beating. he moved on quickly heading to the end of the hallway where he waited. he had 20 seconds till the next guard came. he held his position against the wall and silently breathed. Slowly from down the hall came the droning of foot steps of a guard on patrol. It was just like he had been trained to do all of those years ago but on a whole new level. At this point of his life he had learn to dispense of all cares about taking the lives of others and fears about doing his job. Dimitri was efficient effective and smooth. It was different then when he had been part of the death squads that destroyed the uprising on Helvac IV. He was alone on this op. In his head he counted down " 4... 3... 2... 1..." the guard passed by the hallway without even noticing Dimitri was there. He moved like a snake striking at a mouse. the blade of his knife broke through the spine just below the base of the skull severing the connection of the spinal cord before the man could scream. Without the brains control the body began to slump to one side as it fell. Dimitri grabbed a hold of it and pulled him into the hallway then into the room where he had stashed the other guard's body. closing the door without a noise he moved on. the radio check in would be in for the first guard would be in little more then ten minutes. the second guard would be radioed soon as the first didnt reply after that there would be panic with two guards not responding. He would be far from this area by then. He quietly ran for about 30 seconds then ducked into a side room where he caught his breath. he would have to wait here for forty seconds as another guard passed then he would he could move on to the next point. after the guards had passed by and rounded the next turn Dimitri was gone. he sprinted up one hall way turned and ran a little more. he dove forward and let the momentum carry him along the smooth tile in his slick black ops uniform. he stopped under in an alcove for a computer. he stayed crouched under the immovable keyboard which stuck out over him like a roof. this would be the part with the highest risk. he would have to stay hidden while a guard passed by right in front of him. At the same time he would have to open the door just across the hall. he was thankful that out of all of the folocromy skills he could have been destined for he got Kenetics. Focusing his skill he got ready. the guards footsteps got louder and louder. He relaxed and was sure to stay quiet. As the guard passed Dimitri began his work. He slowly used his folocromy to press each required button down gently from across the hall without touching them. as the guard began to get further away Dimitri finished and pressed the enter key. The door unlocked and began to slide open with a little hiss. Dimitri sprang from his hiding place with enough momentum to carry him sliding into the desired room. with another hiss the door closed and a tiny click gave testament to its lock. wasting no time Dimitri got up and went to the central computer in the room he awakened it form its sleep and inserted both of the devices he had been carrying. the first contained a hacking program which made short work of the internal defenses of this computer. the second downloaded the massive amount of data he was after. ah knowledge out of all of the things in life this is what Dimitri desired most. He first tasted its rewards on Helvac IV and his thirst grew which influenced him to be part of the Emperor's secret police. that proved not to be enough for him though he achieved a high rank. It was then that he made the switch to becoming what he was today. Yes knowledge and his thirst for it put him where he was today. It was knowledge that made him so dangerous. Those who knew of him said that he had dirt on everyone. such statements were untrue rumors he did not need data on everyone nor did he want it. he had info on everyone who mattered minus a few people here and there but he was going to rectify that eventually. Looking down at his wrist chron he saw the blinking numbers. he had about ten seconds before they would radio the dead guards. then another minute and a half before the bombs under the guards corpses went off along with the ones on the defenses power grid. the bombs under the corpses would take out the guards who went to investigate. the facility would think its about to come under attack and in their milling about would not notice that a small exhaust shaft on the roof was blown or the small black figure on a glider fleeing threw the dark night sky towards the cliffs. after about thirty seconds he heard the marching of boots past the door. he watched and a light began to blink on the second device. it was finished. he removed both devices and stored them safely away. he went over to the vent cover in the room and pulled it free. Dimitri then waited for the explosions and for the exhaust vent fan to come screeching to the bottom before climbing inside and closing it behind him. it was a tight fit but he climbed his way up to the top where his glider waited. he grabbed it and took a running dive off the facility. The glider carried him over the walls and out of the base unseen. it took him over the cliff's edge where his angled and turned it so that he would reach the water and boat waiting below. In his mind he thought of the following morning when the facility would think that they had been sabotaged for an incoming attack. the guards killed would be written off as the intruder covering his tracks. the exhaust vent would not be noticed for another whole day at least. by then the army would show up and assault the base and in the confusion no one will think of how many secret files were stolen. it was brilliant. he hit the water hard and resurfaced a moment later dragging up his glider into the boat. He towel off and removed his equipment. just as a precaution he watched the cliff just incase any guards noticed anything. it was a good thing he did because one lone guard looked out off the cliffside. Sighing Dimitri grabbed the long range laser rifle from its storage compartment in the aft of the boat. he took aim slowly. he could not afford to miss this shot. he slowly exhaled stopped and squeezed the trigger. a silenced blast from the laser rifle caught the suspicious guard in the neck. Dimitri watched as the man plunged head over heels off the high cliffs and into the water. After that he set the boats autopilot to the extraction coordinates and was off. while it controlled the boat he sat back and pulled out a small view pad. He plugged in the second device from with the data on it bringing up the info on screen. as he flew over the waves he added the detail in front of him to his vast collection of knowledge.
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Posted: Sun Jun 27, 2010 10:41 pm
Name:Alpha_Misa-of_the_wolfs
RPC Name:Salina Dusk
Position(s) Applying For: Leader of the Twilight Dawn
RP Sample: Now that is was known what side this mysterious faction was on. It was time to show them, the power of the Twilight Dawn. In the middle of a strategy meeting, they heard on the radio “The Empire is attacking, everyone get ready for another battle. The Empire is attacking” Salina nodded to them, indicating the meeting is over. Her war adviser looked at her and nodded “This is time, we have been waiting for." She said to her softly, She took her radio and commanded “Admiral Leo split your fleet into three groups, and stay with one; they will serve as back up on the sides. When you get there, immediately get into crescent moon formation."She commanded him" Understood you heard her men, split and MOVE MOVE MOVE!!!” He ordered his fleet “Leader Gabe, you will come with me, tell each one of the shades to go with the fleet, and tell them to join them in formation."She called out to him "Understood, you have your orders, GO GO GO!!!" He yelled "Adviser Serena, you will also come with me” She ordered. She nodded “Leader, what do you have planned?"She asked her “If my plan works, we will be able to trap the enemy in a circle and bring them in for interrogation, if not it will be easier for us to change formation."She shouted. Serena nodded in understanding “Good plan."She said. She then spoke into the radio again “Whatever you, Do not get out of formation, I repeat DO NOT get out of formation, until I give the order, now go” She called out as they all got in their war ships. At first things were going as planned, until an attack to the team on the right side by surprise. She asked one of her men “Do you know where the attack came from?"He gruffed “It came from the opposite side” She nodded and told that team “Be careful there are some enemies near you” Then she told Pilot Ace Lee“Return fire 45 degrees south southwest."
She yelled" Left team attack 15 degrees north, east and west. Left Shade, get into stealth mode and locate that enemy. Right and Top Shade, do the same thing, and if you find any kill them on the spot, do not let them escape."She yelled.These filth think they can surprise me, they have another thing coming. She thought” Each group of fleets now spilt into small groups of four one person should be facing each side Then two groups hide in the shade and the other two groups get right in front of them. And be on your toes” She commanded them
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 9:56 am
Well that was a good RP sample and I know your capable of the role, just one thing I need you to do, your RPC's name isn't going to be known for awhile, your just going to be called Leader for abit, that ok?
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 11:25 am
Name: iShayera
RPC Name: Stratus Fierce
Position: Vice Admiral of the Alliance Fleet
RP Sample:
Sighing, Stratus runs a hand through her light blonde hair. I hate paperwork. Why do they always give me so much paperwork? She asks herself. With a well-practiced flourish, she signs her full name on the bottom of the last sheet. She stacks the papers neatly and moves them to a corner of her desk. Her head snaps up as a figure bursts through her door, and she opens her mouth angrily to reprimand. Until, that is, she realizes who the intruder is. Aeon.
“Stratus, there’s a problem!” Aeon starts babbling, causing Stratus to zone out and ignore what the girl is saying. Raid. The word has Stratus on her feet, violet eyes flashing.
“What? What did you just say?” Her voice is low and deadly. Most people hearing that kind of tone would pee their pants. Aeon sighs and reiterates her speech.
“There’s a raid! They’re raiding the airship!” Aeon sounds exasperated as she throws up her hands. Stratus grabs the semiautomatic 9 mm handgun from her desk drawer, making sure the clip is full and ready to kill. She catches a glimpse of herself in a dark window as she runs down the corridor to the airship entrance. A pretty 21-year-old girl with a tattoo and an eyebrow piercing carrying a loaded gun. The image almost makes her want to laugh. Almost. The unmistakable sounds of fighting reach her ears as she rounds a corner. A body lies on the floor just inside the doorway, a ragged hole blasted in his chest. It lies in a dark pool of blood, the red stain smearing his face. Something moves to her left and Stratus aims and pulls the trigger before her mind has registered whether the person was friend or enemy. A quick double take as the bullet blasts a small hole in their forehead confirms that she had gotten lucky and that it was, in fact, an enemy. Her victim goes cross-eyed as he momentarily stares at the singed hole in his forehead and drops like a rock to the floor. Out of nowhere, someone punches Stratus in the mouth, making her spit blood. Aeon jumps on Stratus’ attacker, shooting him in the heart. “Stratus, to your left!” Aeon’s voice screeches over the din of combat. Stratus’s eyes zero in on a figure trying to escape out of the hatch to her left. She grabs a Cordium blade from inside of her boot and runs after the escapee. He stops at an automatic door, leaning against it and panting to catch his breath. Stratus flips her hair back and approaches him soundlessly. She clears her throat once and watches as his eyes widen, raking over her appearance. The look in his eyes makes her suppress the urge to vomit. She knows that look well. It’s the same look that the men from the raid on her home had in their eyes before she was bound, gagged, and raped. Her blood runs cold as she continues to approach the young man.
“Am I dead?” He asks her in a dazed voice, clearly thinking he’s won some sort or prize or died and gone to Heaven. She gives him a flirty smile, which almost comes out as a grimace, beckoning him forward. He approaches her and gently places his hands on her hips, causing her skin to crawl. Jeez. I’m going to need a bath after this, she complains in her head. The young man leans in like he’s going to kiss her, only to find a Cordium blade against his throat. She razor-sharp edge slices through the layers of skin and sinew and muscle like butter. She wipes the blood off of her hands and blade on the back of his jacket once he falls. Damn. He’s going to make a mess all over the rug, she reminds herself. She runs back down the hall, throwing herself once again into the fray. She kicks one guy in between the legs, grabbing him by the hair and wrenching his head back as his knees buckle. His eyes are still watering as she slits his throat, just like she had slit his comrade’s. She shoves his body to the ground, drawing her fist back and punching a girl hard in the mouth as the girl tries to kick Aeon. The girl spits blood, her eyes fierce as she turns to Stratus. She slashes at Stratus with a small knife, slicing open a shallow wound about the length of her palm in her shoulder.
“You’d dare hit a gi—“ The girl stops short as she stares into her violet eyes down the barrel of her gun. Stratus smirks as she levels the gun between the girl’s eyes.
“Yes, as a matter of fact I would hit a girl.” Stratus’ gaze is dead and empty as she prepares to end this girl’s life.
“Shoot, coward. You are only going to kill one girl.” The girl spits in Stratus’ face as the gunshot echoes around the mostly silent room. Stratus wipes her face with a handkerchief from her pocket as the girl falls like all of the rest. Her head is throbbing from all of the noise. She shakes her head quickly, trying to erase the pain.
“Aeon.” She snaps the name, becoming irritable as the pain increases. Aeon steps forward, saluting her respectfully. “Get the crew to clean up this mess. I need a bubble bath.” She mutters, heading back to her office. She wipes the blood off of her face as Aeon follows her.
“Vice Admiral Fierce, I really have to insist that you take it easy for the rest of the night. That cut on your shoulder looks bad and you killed… quite a few people…” Aeon trails off the end of her sentence as Stratus sighs again.
“It’s the eternal struggle, Aeon. The Good versus the Wicked.” She sweeps her hair back from her face, kicking off her boots and pulling her gloves off. “God must punish the Wicked. And before He does, I will.”
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 4:17 pm
ok,what threads should i add to the twilight dawn subforum
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Posted: Mon Jun 28, 2010 7:04 pm
@Misa Alright you got an HQ and Dock,you need a main city area, barracks and some sort of Folocromic Building
@Shayera Great RP Sample I approve!
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 4:40 pm
Yo Mal! For my earth Folcremist I always use, would that be an auto rank, or no?
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 6:47 pm
Changed my mind, app for a white knight spot
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