Our Place Among the Stars (OOC/Signup/Open)

[Bunkeranlage]

Corporal. That means two stripes.

Does being Corporal put you in charge of anything?

Yep. More power, more subordinates

[Bunkeranlage]

Corporal. That means two stripes.

So wait, the Order of st John uses military ranks? Such a wasted opportunity to use old Templar ranks.

I don't want to be a sergeant, I want to be a Knight Commander

That would be awesome

[New Jordslag]

Haven't heard of it.

Let's make more IC plans!

He's the writer of Katanagatari and Bakemonogatari.

Go put those on the top of your backlog, you'll not regret it.

Alright, so you'll constantly wreck my stuff completely by accident. Harriet's not one for holding grudges so it should be a running gag.

-You ate her puddings
-You knocked over her puddings ruining all of them
-You washed her dirty t-shirt which had significant meaning to her
-You touched Garuda.

Corporal. That means two stripes.

So wait, the Order of st John uses military ranks? Such a wasted opportunity to use old Templar ranks.

I don't want to be a sergeant, I want to be a Knight Commander

What the hell is Garuda?

And that's likely. My guy wants to help everybody, but he's a clumsy, soft-spoken airhead.

[Arkadum]

Where'd the OP go?

[Dustain]

He's the writer of Katanagatari and Bakemonogatari.

Go put those on the top of your backlog, you'll not regret it.

Alright, so you'll constantly wreck my stuff completely by accident. Harriet's not one for holding grudges so it should be a running gag.

-You ate her puddings
-You knocked over her puddings ruining all of them
-You washed her dirty t-shirt which had significant meaning to her
-You touched Garuda.



So wait, the Order of st John uses military ranks? Such a wasted opportunity to use old Templar ranks.

I don't want to be a sergeant, I want to be a Knight Commander

What the hell is Garuda?

And that's likely. My guy wants to help everybody, but he's a clumsy, soft-spoken airhead.

Garuda is Harriet's power armour, it's very special to her.

*Because its the fastest

[Dustain]

Where'd the OP go?

They'll be back, I'm sure of it.

In the mean time I like your guy.
Harriet is going to be overly friendly to him and unintentionally misunderstand every time he trys to blow her off

[Brusia]

I know, I kid. He just shares a ton of traits with Maxwell.

Seemed like the group needed some sort of medic, which he actually is.

But I already made a medic character...

[Arkadum]

Do our characters have previous interactions with each other or are we all arriving separately but at the same time?

[Dustain]

Seemed like the group needed some sort of medic, which he actually is.

But I already made a medic character...

You're like the medic from TF2.
He's like the doctor from Battlestar Galactica.

Besides, have you never played starcraft? you always need two medics.

[Dustain]

Do our characters have previous interactions with each other or are we all arriving separately but at the same time?

I'm under the impression that we're all part of the same class from the war academy.

[Brusia]

You're like the medic from TF2.
He's like the doctor from Battlestar Galactica.

Besides, have you never played starcraft? you always need two medics.

Does that mean I get to use ubercharge

[Arkadum]

Seemed like the group needed some sort of medic, which he actually is.

But I already made a medic character...

I can always shift to team techy or scientist.

[Dustain]

You're like the medic from TF2.
He's like the doctor from Battlestar Galactica.

Besides, have you never played starcraft? you always need two medics.

Does that mean I get to use ubercharge

I have no idea!

[Charmera]

This is a work in progress, as I have to leave soon, but I would like to know if everything I have down so far is acceptable.

APP:

Name: Ereshkigal
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Appearance: Ereshkigal is a young woman of average height, but lean and muscular, with smooth, bronze colored skin. She has reddish black hair falling in curls down to her shoulders, slightly longer on the right side than on the left, and bright, piercing amber eyes, with a small, slightly crooked nose but otherwise soft facial features. Her hands are always covered in bandages.
Personality:
Bio:
--
Core Name and Number: Core 289 - Einherjar
Brief Core Description: One of the last cores to be formed, the Einherjar is largely made up of the descendence of the various outcasts of the world, unfit for other cores and thus rounded up and herded together to be used as shock troopers for the Aheani. The Einherjar were swiftly indoctrinated, becoming a force loyal to their Aheani saviors and perfectly willing to fight for them, and in fact, fight for them was what they excelled at. Born to fight, the Einherjar, a melting pot which has evolved into its own culture, are a fierce, proud people, who move on through the hardships of life and believe their service to the Aheani to be their glory and greatest duty. Selfless in their service and silent in their pain, the people of this core are not very communicative, often having trouble to express their emotions in a way not involving sacrifice, and many tend to shy away from foreigners, though they are not rude towards them, necessarily. They interact the most through combat, and in fact, it is said that combat is the way Einherjar grow closer to others and to each other. Their capacity to understand each other during battle is such that many Einherjar are able to, with just one prior battle worth of combat experience, fight as a single entity on the battlefield. Such does not often happen with those of other cores, but the battle intuition of an Einherjar is something to acknowledge nonetheless. They view the other cores with little interest, though not with apathy or contempt, but they do view their rivalries with disdain, believing that, if all of them are in the service of the Aheani, there should be no reason to compete.
--
Name: Obsidian Butterfly
Appearance:
Physical Modules:

• Endurance
• Increased Suit Durability
• Suit Nanite Regeneration

Offense Modules:

• Energy Construct Creation
• Venom Injector

Transport Modules:

• Blink Teleportation
• Hover Wings

Unique Module:

• Repulsion Field: The armor quickly generates a transluscent dome of light around itself. Anything whatsoever that impacts said dome will be instantly rejected, being sent back in the direction it came from with considerable force. The field is able to withstand an enormous ammount of damage, and lasts for considerable time, but Ereshkigal can not move or attack while the field is active, and the field will only deactivate when all of the module's energy is drained, effectively making it a once-per-battle ability. Anything caught inside the Repulsion Field will be safe as long as the field is active, and the field works only one way, so it is possible to fire at the enemy from within.

Model Number: EI-0207
--
RP Sample: Here you go. They're not my best, but they're the minimum I hope to uphold.

Looks great so far. I wonder what the bio and personality will be like...

APP:
Name: Jon Ambrose
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: Thin and wiry, he's tall with the build of a runner, but he's always had a face that looked half his age, his hair is blonde but kept buzzed. His eyes are green and his features are soft.
Personality: Jon is stubborn to the core, not mean or cruel, but extremely stubborn. He tries his best to be polite but usually his own convictions overwhelm his regard for other people. However, if he agrees with you then he's a funny and caring person.
Bio: Jon was born on a massive station orbiting Mars, since day one of his life he had grown accustomed to the rigors and luxuries of life in space. His family was the very definition of middle class, in fact, the only way he made it into the Academy was on merit. He had earned this merit from his extreme reluctance to accept defeat, often times arguing with instructors on the validity of demerits or bad grades, sometimes he even won these arguments. He was popular among his peers, but he never much cared for their opinions. At the beginning of his adolescence he set his sights on the Military life. Soon he found himself among the legions of other human conscripts, seeking glory in combat.
-- (What core your character comes from, you can make it up)
Core Name and Number: Core-144 "Red Bedouin"
Brief Core Description: A specialized core dedicated to pioneering operations on inhospitable worlds, it helped to clear infestations on the desert world Sahel-Zema, but suffered extreme casualties and now awaits reconstruction and reinforcements.
--
Power armour APP
Name: Kodiak
Appearance: Light and flexible, with some less-essential sections of armor removed to allow for increased mobility. The armor is beige with green lines painted along the edges and a amateur painted spider on the chest.
Physical Modules: Speed, Agility, Endurance
Offense Modules: Energy Construct Creation, Heat Ray
Transport Modules: Burrow, Jet-Pack
Unique Module: EL-9698 "Lazarus"- A chemical-delivery system loaded with extremely potent stimulants, antidotes and any number of life-saving and performance enhancing substances, it also comes with the ability to analyze and synthesize new Drugs to a limited degree. Originally designed for Pioneer units to combat the dangers of unknown environments, its proven useful in almost every theater of war.
Model Number: EL-9698

RP Sample:

Atlantis City

The Leer-Jet came to a graceful halt on the tarmac of Atlantis International, its pure white and blue coloring sharply contrasted with the deep black of the runway. After touching down it taxied its way to a waiting half-circle of vehicles, 3 in total, two SUV’s, heavy and black. One Rolls-Royce, it was pure white, nearly alabaster, with two Arkadian flags flapping in the wind protruding from its back.

The aircraft came to a stop and the whir of the planes engines went silent. Down came the stairs, and soon came the very precious cargo. A man with short parted blonde hair came down first, he wore a buttoned up Great Coat with a dozen medals and pins over his heart, the coat itself was white with blue accents. A second man, this one older, slower and with only a few wisps of white hair, followed after him. He wore a similar Great coat, but he also wore a large, Eagle-crest medal about his neck, the golden feathers flashing in the midday sun. His steps were sharp and calculated, his thick mustache twitched with his upper lip as the smell of hot asphalt reached his nose.

The younger man was Propotan Johnathon Xelick, the older was Potentate Alderous, High-Monarch of Arkadum and leader of the Church. They reached the ground and immediately a stout man, his gut being silhouetted by his tightly buttoned shirt met them, his suit and tie were being tossed around by the wind, but he acted as dignified as he could.

Nervousness permeated his voice at first “P-Potentate, it is truly an honor that you should choose me to be you guide through Diadochia.” The man reached out a hand to the Potentate, who acknowledged the offer but shook his head, the younger man, John, took the ambassadors hand in his fathers place and shook it firmly.

He smiled at the man “We have heard great things about your service here, hopefully we can represent Arkadum and the Iłnas as well as you Ambassador Eckart”

He led them to the Rolls-Royce, where a stone-faced man was waiting for them, his head was as bald as a turtles and his expressions looked like they could pop a balloon. He gestured towards the back seats, and Alderous took his seat, followed by John. The motorcade pulled away from the plane and set off into the city.

John spoke first “So these Diadochians, they’re quite like us if your telling’s are true Ambassador?”

The ambassador nodded “Yes, yes, very faithful, unfortunately their faith is misplaced, but nonetheless they revere their faith as we revere ours, I expect your interactions to be quite pleasant”

Alderous cut him off “Where is it that we’re staying?”

“The Hotel Alatza Sir”

Just to prevent its fast approaching burial.

Ehhh... Yeah we already have a medic, so if you could rework it, it'd be great.
Though, great so far.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

VERY Impressive. And I like the idea of an outcast Core.

Thanks. . They're not outcasts so much as the people that didn't really belong anywhere else, though.

The marginated! Yes, that's probably a better word for it.

Looks great so far. I wonder what the bio and personality will be like...

I'll take that to mean that everything works fine. .

If you're wondering, her personality doesn't differ much from what's stated in the overview of the Einherjar.

[Bunkeranlage]

When will the IC come up?

[Zarkenis Ultima]

When will the IC come up?

"Alright. So thats 5 or six people joined, 2 people pending. I'd like to go for one more before we start on an IC. Otherwise this seems to be progressing nicely.

Either way, by my estimations, the IC should be up in about 2-3 days at most."

Charms said that on page 2.

Couldn't be arsed to hit the quote button, you'll have to forgive me on that.

[Charmera]

When will the IC come up?

"Alright. So thats 5 or six people joined, 2 people pending. I'd like to go for one more before we start on an IC. Otherwise this seems to be progressing nicely.

Either way, by my estimations, the IC should be up in about 2-3 days at most."

Charms said that on page 2.

Couldn't be arsed to hit the quote button, you'll have to forgive me on that.

Probably more like 1-2 days now. Either I can get it done on Wednesday, or thursday.
Probably on the wednesday so I can enjoy the IC with you guys.

[Arkadum]

APP:
Name: Jon Ambrose
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: Thin and wiry, he's tall with the build of a runner, but he's always had a face that looked half his age, his hair is blonde but kept buzzed. His eyes are green and his features are soft.
Personality: Jon is stubborn to the core, not mean or cruel, but extremely stubborn. He tries his best to be polite but usually his own convictions overwhelm his regard for other people. However, if he agrees with you then he's a funny and caring person.
Bio: Jon was born on a massive station orbiting Mars, since day one of his life he had grown accustomed to the rigors and luxuries of life in space. His family was the very definition of middle class, in fact, the only way he made it into the Academy was on merit. He had earned this merit from his extreme reluctance to accept defeat, often times arguing with instructors on the validity of demerits or bad grades, sometimes he even won these arguments. He was popular among his peers, but he never much cared for their opinions. At the beginning of his adolescence he set his sights on the Military life. Soon he found himself among the legions of other human conscripts, seeking glory in combat.
-- (What core your character comes from, you can make it up)
Core Name and Number: Core-144 "Red Bedouin"
Brief Core Description: A specialized core dedicated to pioneering operations on inhospitable worlds, it helped to clear infestations on the desert world Sahel-Zema, but suffered extreme casualties and now awaits reconstruction and reinforcements.
--
Power armour APP
Name: Kodiak
Appearance: Light and flexible, with some less-essential sections of armor removed to allow for increased mobility. The armor is beige with green lines painted along the edges and a amateur painted spider on the chest.
Physical Modules: Speed, Agility, Endurance
Offense Modules: Energy Construct Creation, Heat Ray
Transport Modules: Burrow, Jet-Pack
Unique Module: EL-9698 "Understanding" a system of micro-drones, hacking modules and Electronic warfare systems capable of mapping, hacking and disabling almost anything running off of electricity or some form of it within a medium range, its a favorite among boarding parties as it can be used to open and close doors at the users whim, offering a distinct advantage when vacuums come into play.
Model Number: EL-9698

RP Sample:

Atlantis City

The Leer-Jet came to a graceful halt on the tarmac of Atlantis International, its pure white and blue coloring sharply contrasted with the deep black of the runway. After touching down it taxied its way to a waiting half-circle of vehicles, 3 in total, two SUV’s, heavy and black. One Rolls-Royce, it was pure white, nearly alabaster, with two Arkadian flags flapping in the wind protruding from its back.

The aircraft came to a stop and the whir of the planes engines went silent. Down came the stairs, and soon came the very precious cargo. A man with short parted blonde hair came down first, he wore a buttoned up Great Coat with a dozen medals and pins over his heart, the coat itself was white with blue accents. A second man, this one older, slower and with only a few wisps of white hair, followed after him. He wore a similar Great coat, but he also wore a large, Eagle-crest medal about his neck, the golden feathers flashing in the midday sun. His steps were sharp and calculated, his thick mustache twitched with his upper lip as the smell of hot asphalt reached his nose.

The younger man was Propotan Johnathon Xelick, the older was Potentate Alderous, High-Monarch of Arkadum and leader of the Church. They reached the ground and immediately a stout man, his gut being silhouetted by his tightly buttoned shirt met them, his suit and tie were being tossed around by the wind, but he acted as dignified as he could.

Nervousness permeated his voice at first “P-Potentate, it is truly an honor that you should choose me to be you guide through Diadochia.” The man reached out a hand to the Potentate, who acknowledged the offer but shook his head, the younger man, John, took the ambassadors hand in his fathers place and shook it firmly.

He smiled at the man “We have heard great things about your service here, hopefully we can represent Arkadum and the Iłnas as well as you Ambassador Eckart”

He led them to the Rolls-Royce, where a stone-faced man was waiting for them, his head was as bald as a turtles and his expressions looked like they could pop a balloon. He gestured towards the back seats, and Alderous took his seat, followed by John. The motorcade pulled away from the plane and set off into the city.

John spoke first “So these Diadochians, they’re quite like us if your telling’s are true Ambassador?”

The ambassador nodded “Yes, yes, very faithful, unfortunately their faith is misplaced, but nonetheless they revere their faith as we revere ours, I expect your interactions to be quite pleasant”

Alderous cut him off “Where is it that we’re staying?”

“The Hotel Alatza Sir”

[Zarkenis Ultima]

"Alright. So thats 5 or six people joined, 2 people pending. I'd like to go for one more before we start on an IC. Otherwise this seems to be progressing nicely.

Either way, by my estimations, the IC should be up in about 2-3 days at most."

Charms said that on page 2.

Couldn't be arsed to hit the quote button, you'll have to forgive me on that.

Probably more like 1-2 days now. Either I can get it done on Wednesday, or thursday.
Probably on the wednesday so I can enjoy the IC with you guys.

Thou shalt witness the might of the child of the masochistic wallflower core. -Nods-

[Zarkenis Ultima]

-snip-

I have finished. I completed the personality and bio, and added some more flavor to the core description and a little bit of detail to her appearance.

EDIT: God, nevermind that. I totally forgot the power armor's appearance . Fixing that now...

[Dustain]

Everyone's got hover wings
No one understands the joys of flying through the sky with a rocket strapped to your back.

[Bunkeranlage]

Everyone's got hover wings
No one understands the joys of flying through the sky with a rocket strapped to your back.

(Image)

[Zarkenis Ultima]

Alright, I had missed the armor appearance. Now my app is complete.

Everyone's got hover wings
No one understands the joys of flying through the sky with a rocket strapped to your back.

(Image)

Eh, I picked hover wings because of the symbology and stuffs I'm rolling with, not because of anything else. I didn't care much for any of the transport modules, to be honest, except the blink one, and that's for the sake of dramatic interventions more than anything else.

[Bunkeranlage]

Alright, I had missed the armor appearance. Now my app is complete.

Everyone's got hover wings
No one understands the joys of flying through the sky with a rocket strapped to your back.

(Image)

Eh, I picked hover wings because of the symbology and stuffs I'm rolling with, not because of anything else. I didn't care much for any of the transport modules, to be honest, except the blink one, and that's for the sake of dramatic interventions more than anything else.

I was originally gonna use the jetpack, but then I decided to make my character less of a brute force one and more of a precision one, hence sacrificing power for control.