Traveller's Café 2: Discussion, tea, brainstorming & advice

[Zeinbrad]

I was looking through Terminal Lance when I saw this.

I'm now thinking of adding a buy/sell system, and a currency system....


I guess I'll make this"sell" items to get supplies.

[Zarkenis Ultima]

So, given that I'm pretty accustomed to (almost only) playing characters of my opposite sex, I'd like to offer advice to anyone having problems in doing the same, since it seems to be a common issue around here.

Just to clarify, because we've never RPed together and I don't tend to remember players' genders, are you a guy who prefers to RP as a girl or girl who prefers to RP as a guy?

Either way, got some pointers to start off the discussion? I've got one female RP character at present and the RP I'm GMing could do with some more women NPCs (I sort of just killed the only named one so far, and she wasn't even significant) so this could probably be useful to me but honestly I don't know what questions I should be asking.

Agri's a dude.

[Zeinbrad]

Current notes for the USMC post-apocalyptic RP. This is all USMC notes, As I not found someone to point me in the right direction for Russia, but I think I found someone for nuclear weapons.

What Remains RP research.
CLP: Cleans, Lubricates, and Protects
In absolute darkness they reside, spiteful of the day walkers outside always asking for something. Optics that aren’t broken, a new cleaning kit, new weapons cards, CLP; their demands are endless. The creature-like people inside the Armory were once people like you and I, Marines even, but in the darkness their features became twisted versions of their former selves. Their eyes have grown large to adapt to the dark, they see mostly with sound now, constantly tinkering with their gear and weapons. They scurry up the walls and into corners when that small window opens, shielding themselves from the harsh sunlight outside. A mere tickle of UV light will send their skin into an instant boil.

I speak of course of Armory Clerks.

Armory clerks are kind of universally hated amongst the infantry, they have absolute control over their domain, which is a domain you are forced to frequent on a regular basis. When you pull out your weapon to clean it, there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to turn it back in with any reasonable haste, because it’s not up to you. There’s a certain maleficent cruelty involved in being one of these people. Who can blame them though? Shut away in the cold, cement confines of the base armory, forgotten by the rest of the Marine Corps.

All dramatics aside, why the fuck does no one ever have any CLP? I mean seriously, that shit is like greasy, liquid gold.
In all seriousness, I know how easy it is to look at the Marine Corps with disdain and hostility. After all, it can really suck sometimes. Like, really, genuinely fucking suck. At the end of the day though, you signed up for it and in one way or another you got exactly what you asked for. I look back on the time I enlisted, my recruiter told me, “It’s going to really suck sometimes. You’ll hate it sometimes,” and it’s not that I didn’t believe him, it’s that my dumb ass was like, “Yeah that’s exactly what I want.” I guess I just didn’t realize that the parts that suck were actually going to really suck. Naivety at its finest, but you live and learn.

At the end of the day all that really matters is that you take responsibility for yourself and your own decisions. I didn’t re-enlist because I did not enjoy being in the Marine Corps. I certainly didn’t hate it (and I still don’t), even though sometimes I thought I did, but it really just wasn’t for me, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
"The Marine's Prayer"
Almighty Father, whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm. Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance. Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me. Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership. Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold. If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith; if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me courage to try again. Guide me with the light of truth and grant me the wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.

The United States Military Code of Conduct
ARTICLE I:
I am an American, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

ARTICLE II:
I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command, I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

ARTICLE III:
If I am captured I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and to aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

ARTICLE IV:
If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information nor take part in any action which might be harmfull to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them in every way.

ARTICLE V:
When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country or its allies or harmful to their cause.

ARTICLE VI:
I will never forget that I am an American, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America.
Oath of Enlistment
I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
It is a kind gesture, but an empty one. Everyone knows that you never actually call First Sergeant when the need arises. After all, that’s what the chain of command is for. When you’re out in town and you accidentally kill a hooker, this is generally the order of people you should call:

Your roommate
Your team members
Your team leader
Your squad leader/section leader
Your Gunny
Your platoon sergeant
Your best friend back home
Your siblings
Your grand parents
Your mom or dad
Friend you only really talk to on Facebook anymore
Your wife
First Sergeant
You’ll notice that Gunny is on there pretty early. That’s because Gunny can make shit disappear. If anything, he’s the first person you should call. I don’t know what it is about Gunnies, but they all have a somewhat supernatural ability to make shit happen, and are generally cool with keeping things under the rug. Something happens to them when they get that little diamond on their chest though. The magic is lost, all they care about at that point are cutting scores and haircuts.

I’m sure every one of you has your First Sergeant’s number in your phone. He usually gives it to you in one of your earliest formations, proclaiming that if ever you are in trouble, he’ll come pick you up himself. He’s half-lying. He’ll come pick you up, but he’ll take you straight to Battalion for a Ninja Punch so hard you’ll be passing shurikens through your urethra like kidney stones.

It’s Friday, so I should give you my liberty brief:

If it looks like shit, smells like shit, don’t marry it for the BAH. Also, feel free to call me if you ever get into trouble. I’ll come pick you up myself.

Oh, on a side note, the Commandant is doing a live town hall meeting like… right now. Go here.

Please note, I’m putting this up because I think it’s a good opportunity for Marines to air their concerns and questions, since there is so much criticism of the Commandant at this point. Take advantage of it! I don’t think any command has ever actually done this.

Slang-BAH=Basic Allowance for Housing
ABN/Abn= Airborne

782 gear or deuce gear – standard issue web gear, combat gear, or field equipment, such as ALICE, MOLLE, or ILBE. Named after standard Marine Corps Form 782, which Marines formerly signed when they took custody of and responsibility for their equipment.
back on the block – behaving like a civilian.

CASEVAC – CASualty EVACuation, emergency evacuation of injured personnel from combat zone by any modes of transport available, as opposed to a MEDEVAC carried out by ambulance equipment designed solely for the purpose.[46] See also MEDEVAC.
civvies – civilian clothing or mufti.
CLP – Cleaner, Lubricant, Preservative, teflon-based cleaning and lubricating fluid used for maintaining small arms. Also slang for coffee.
fifty-cal or fitty-cal – M2 Browning machine gun, from its .50 caliber ammunition. See also Ma Deuce.
field-strip – to disassemble a piece of ordnance or weapon to the major part groups for routine cleaning or lubricating; to strip cigarette butts to their filters before throwing away. Also to remove unwanted items from an MRE in order to save space.
Gung ho – Chinese phrase meaning to "work together," it became the battle cry of the Marine Raiders.

HMMWV or humvee – High-Mobility Multi-purpose Wheeled Vehicle, common utility truck.
Hot-Shit – sarcastic reference to an overly arrogant person.
Semper fu – nickname for Marine Corps Martial Arts
Semper Gumby – colloquialism denoting tactical flexibility and the ability to quickly adapt to changing circumstances.
O-dark thirty – very early hours before dawn. See also military time. The custom of saying "oh" instead of zero has diminished, but remains in this expression.

MOS – Military Occupational Specialty, a job classification.

If there’s one thing that can be said about Marines, its that they basically live in a constant state of fear at any given moment. Whether its in combat or back in the rear, there’s always some stupid little thing you have in the back of your head (or on the back of your head) that you need to be worried about. With that said, of course haircuts are a big deal in the Marine Corps. In fact, I doubt you will ever experience anything at any point in your life where haircuts are genuinely important to your every day operation.

You’re standing in formation, you know you should have gotten a haircut yesterday but the line was so long you figured you’d come back later. You bought some huge thing in the PX and the line still hasn’t moved from before, so instead of just waiting with your new PS4, you just went back to your barracks room and completely forgot about it. Pro-tip: get your haircut on Saturday to avoid the lines on Sunday, no one can tell the difference of one day of growth.

More on that constant state of fear though, it’s actually really annoying. Just walking to the PX to pick up a can of Monster becomes a game of cat and mouse as you try to avoid Staff NCO’s looking to verbally molest you at any given moment for breaking a rule you didn’t know existed. This is all normal back in garrison, and you think you’d be safe in a combat zone, but nope. As soon as you step foot in a larger base full of bored POG Staff NCO’s, you’re on high alert again for something as menial as wearing dirty cammies.

Marines fucking love Spartans.

More to the point, I remember always being told in boot camp:

Integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is watching.

Anything seem pointless? I want to capture the USMC's culture, so I'm using terminal lance.

[Ayreonia]

Current notes for the USMC post-apocalyptic RP. This is all USMC notes, As I not found someone to point me in the right direction for Russia, but I think I found someone for nuclear weapons.

What Remains RP research.
CLP: Cleans, Lubricates, and Protects
In absolute darkness they reside, spiteful of the day walkers outside always asking for something. Optics that aren’t broken, a new cleaning kit, new weapons cards, CLP; their demands are endless. The creature-like people inside the Armory were once people like you and I, Marines even, but in the darkness their features became twisted versions of their former selves. Their eyes have grown large to adapt to the dark, they see mostly with sound now, constantly tinkering with their gear and weapons. They scurry up the walls and into corners when that small window opens, shielding themselves from the harsh sunlight outside. A mere tickle of UV light will send their skin into an instant boil.

I speak of course of Armory Clerks.

Armory clerks are kind of universally hated amongst the infantry, they have absolute control over their domain, which is a domain you are forced to frequent on a regular basis. When you pull out your weapon to clean it, there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to turn it back in with any reasonable haste, because it’s not up to you. There’s a certain maleficent cruelty involved in being one of these people. Who can blame them though? Shut away in the cold, cement confines of the base armory, forgotten by the rest of the Marine Corps.

All dramatics aside, why the fuck does no one ever have any CLP? I mean seriously, that shit is like greasy, liquid gold.
In all seriousness, I know how easy it is to look at the Marine Corps with disdain and hostility. After all, it can really suck sometimes. Like, really, genuinely fucking suck. At the end of the day though, you signed up for it and in one way or another you got exactly what you asked for. I look back on the time I enlisted, my recruiter told me, “It’s going to really suck sometimes. You’ll hate it sometimes,” and it’s not that I didn’t believe him, it’s that my dumb ass was like, “Yeah that’s exactly what I want.” I guess I just didn’t realize that the parts that suck were actually going to really suck. Naivety at its finest, but you live and learn.

At the end of the day all that really matters is that you take responsibility for yourself and your own decisions. I didn’t re-enlist because I did not enjoy being in the Marine Corps. I certainly didn’t hate it (and I still don’t), even though sometimes I thought I did, but it really just wasn’t for me, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
"The Marine's Prayer"
Almighty Father, whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm. Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance. Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me. Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership. Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold. If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith; if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me courage to try again. Guide me with the light of truth and grant me the wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.

The United States Military Code of Conduct
ARTICLE I:
I am an American, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

ARTICLE II:
I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command, I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

ARTICLE III:
If I am captured I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and to aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

ARTICLE IV:
If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information nor take part in any action which might be harmfull to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them in every way.

ARTICLE V:
When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country or its allies or harmful to their cause.

ARTICLE VI:
I will never forget that I am an American, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America.
Oath of Enlistment
I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
It is a kind gesture, but an empty one. Everyone knows that you never actually call First Sergeant when the need arises. After all, that’s what the chain of command is for. When you’re out in town and you accidentally kill a hooker, this is generally the order of people you should call:

Your roommate
Your team members
Your team leader
Your squad leader/section leader
Your Gunny
Your platoon sergeant
Your best friend back home
Your siblings
Your grand parents
Your mom or dad
Friend you only really talk to on Facebook anymore
Your wife
First Sergeant
You’ll notice that Gunny is on there pretty early. That’s because Gunny can make shit disappear. If anything, he’s the first person you should call. I don’t know what it is about Gunnies, but they all have a somewhat supernatural ability to make shit happen, and are generally cool with keeping things under the rug. Something happens to them when they get that little diamond on their chest though. The magic is lost, all they care about at that point are cutting scores and haircuts.

I’m sure every one of you has your First Sergeant’s number in your phone. He usually gives it to you in one of your earliest formations, proclaiming that if ever you are in trouble, he’ll come pick you up himself. He’s half-lying. He’ll come pick you up, but he’ll take you straight to Battalion for a Ninja Punch so hard you’ll be passing shurikens through your urethra like kidney stones.

It’s Friday, so I should give you my liberty brief:

If it looks like shit, smells like shit, don’t marry it for the BAH. Also, feel free to call me if you ever get into trouble. I’ll come pick you up myself.

Oh, on a side note, the Commandant is doing a live town hall meeting like… right now. Go here.

Please note, I’m putting this up because I think it’s a good opportunity for Marines to air their concerns and questions, since there is so much criticism of the Commandant at this point. Take advantage of it! I don’t think any command has ever actually done this.

Slang-BAH=Basic Allowance for Housing
ABN/Abn= Airborne

782 gear or deuce gear – standard issue web gear, combat gear, or field equipment, such as ALICE, MOLLE, or ILBE. Named after standard Marine Corps Form 782, which Marines formerly signed when they took custody of and responsibility for their equipment.
back on the block – behaving like a civilian.

CASEVAC – CASualty EVACuation, emergency evacuation of injured personnel from combat zone by any modes of transport available, as opposed to a MEDEVAC carried out by ambulance equipment designed solely for the purpose.[46] See also MEDEVAC.
civvies – civilian clothing or mufti.
CLP – Cleaner, Lubricant, Preservative, teflon-based cleaning and lubricating fluid used for maintaining small arms. Also slang for coffee.
fifty-cal or fitty-cal – M2 Browning machine gun, from its .50 caliber ammunition. See also Ma Deuce.
field-strip – to disassemble a piece of ordnance or weapon to the major part groups for routine cleaning or lubricating; to strip cigarette butts to their filters before throwing away. Also to remove unwanted items from an MRE in order to save space.
Gung ho – Chinese phrase meaning to "work together," it became the battle cry of the Marine Raiders.

HMMWV or humvee – High-Mobility Multi-purpose Wheeled Vehicle, common utility truck.
Hot-Shit – sarcastic reference to an overly arrogant person.
Semper fu – nickname for Marine Corps Martial Arts
Semper Gumby – colloquialism denoting tactical flexibility and the ability to quickly adapt to changing circumstances.
O-dark thirty – very early hours before dawn. See also military time. The custom of saying "oh" instead of zero has diminished, but remains in this expression.

MOS – Military Occupational Specialty, a job classification.

If there’s one thing that can be said about Marines, its that they basically live in a constant state of fear at any given moment. Whether its in combat or back in the rear, there’s always some stupid little thing you have in the back of your head (or on the back of your head) that you need to be worried about. With that said, of course haircuts are a big deal in the Marine Corps. In fact, I doubt you will ever experience anything at any point in your life where haircuts are genuinely important to your every day operation.

You’re standing in formation, you know you should have gotten a haircut yesterday but the line was so long you figured you’d come back later. You bought some huge thing in the PX and the line still hasn’t moved from before, so instead of just waiting with your new PS4, you just went back to your barracks room and completely forgot about it. Pro-tip: get your haircut on Saturday to avoid the lines on Sunday, no one can tell the difference of one day of growth.

More on that constant state of fear though, it’s actually really annoying. Just walking to the PX to pick up a can of Monster becomes a game of cat and mouse as you try to avoid Staff NCO’s looking to verbally molest you at any given moment for breaking a rule you didn’t know existed. This is all normal back in garrison, and you think you’d be safe in a combat zone, but nope. As soon as you step foot in a larger base full of bored POG Staff NCO’s, you’re on high alert again for something as menial as wearing dirty cammies.

Marines fucking love Spartans.

More to the point, I remember always being told in boot camp:

Integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is watching.

Anything seem pointless? I want to capture the USMC's culture, so I'm using terminal lance.

Those aren't "notes," you just copypasted someone else's work.

[Zeinbrad]

Current notes for the USMC post-apocalyptic RP. This is all USMC notes, As I not found someone to point me in the right direction for Russia, but I think I found someone for nuclear weapons.

What Remains RP research.
CLP: Cleans, Lubricates, and Protects
In absolute darkness they reside, spiteful of the day walkers outside always asking for something. Optics that aren’t broken, a new cleaning kit, new weapons cards, CLP; their demands are endless. The creature-like people inside the Armory were once people like you and I, Marines even, but in the darkness their features became twisted versions of their former selves. Their eyes have grown large to adapt to the dark, they see mostly with sound now, constantly tinkering with their gear and weapons. They scurry up the walls and into corners when that small window opens, shielding themselves from the harsh sunlight outside. A mere tickle of UV light will send their skin into an instant boil.

I speak of course of Armory Clerks.

Armory clerks are kind of universally hated amongst the infantry, they have absolute control over their domain, which is a domain you are forced to frequent on a regular basis. When you pull out your weapon to clean it, there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to turn it back in with any reasonable haste, because it’s not up to you. There’s a certain maleficent cruelty involved in being one of these people. Who can blame them though? Shut away in the cold, cement confines of the base armory, forgotten by the rest of the Marine Corps.

All dramatics aside, why the fuck does no one ever have any CLP? I mean seriously, that shit is like greasy, liquid gold.
In all seriousness, I know how easy it is to look at the Marine Corps with disdain and hostility. After all, it can really suck sometimes. Like, really, genuinely fucking suck. At the end of the day though, you signed up for it and in one way or another you got exactly what you asked for. I look back on the time I enlisted, my recruiter told me, “It’s going to really suck sometimes. You’ll hate it sometimes,” and it’s not that I didn’t believe him, it’s that my dumb ass was like, “Yeah that’s exactly what I want.” I guess I just didn’t realize that the parts that suck were actually going to really suck. Naivety at its finest, but you live and learn.

At the end of the day all that really matters is that you take responsibility for yourself and your own decisions. I didn’t re-enlist because I did not enjoy being in the Marine Corps. I certainly didn’t hate it (and I still don’t), even though sometimes I thought I did, but it really just wasn’t for me, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
"The Marine's Prayer"
Almighty Father, whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm. Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance. Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me. Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership. Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold. If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith; if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me courage to try again. Guide me with the light of truth and grant me the wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.

The United States Military Code of Conduct
ARTICLE I:
I am an American, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

ARTICLE II:
I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command, I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

ARTICLE III:
If I am captured I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and to aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

ARTICLE IV:
If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information nor take part in any action which might be harmfull to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them in every way.

ARTICLE V:
When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country or its allies or harmful to their cause.

ARTICLE VI:
I will never forget that I am an American, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America.
Oath of Enlistment
I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
It is a kind gesture, but an empty one. Everyone knows that you never actually call First Sergeant when the need arises. After all, that’s what the chain of command is for. When you’re out in town and you accidentally kill a hooker, this is generally the order of people you should call:

Your roommate
Your team members
Your team leader
Your squad leader/section leader
Your Gunny
Your platoon sergeant
Your best friend back home
Your siblings
Your grand parents
Your mom or dad
Friend you only really talk to on Facebook anymore
Your wife
First Sergeant
You’ll notice that Gunny is on there pretty early. That’s because Gunny can make shit disappear. If anything, he’s the first person you should call. I don’t know what it is about Gunnies, but they all have a somewhat supernatural ability to make shit happen, and are generally cool with keeping things under the rug. Something happens to them when they get that little diamond on their chest though. The magic is lost, all they care about at that point are cutting scores and haircuts.

I’m sure every one of you has your First Sergeant’s number in your phone. He usually gives it to you in one of your earliest formations, proclaiming that if ever you are in trouble, he’ll come pick you up himself. He’s half-lying. He’ll come pick you up, but he’ll take you straight to Battalion for a Ninja Punch so hard you’ll be passing shurikens through your urethra like kidney stones.

It’s Friday, so I should give you my liberty brief:

If it looks like shit, smells like shit, don’t marry it for the BAH. Also, feel free to call me if you ever get into trouble. I’ll come pick you up myself.

Oh, on a side note, the Commandant is doing a live town hall meeting like… right now. Go here.

Please note, I’m putting this up because I think it’s a good opportunity for Marines to air their concerns and questions, since there is so much criticism of the Commandant at this point. Take advantage of it! I don’t think any command has ever actually done this.

Slang-BAH=Basic Allowance for Housing
ABN/Abn= Airborne

782 gear or deuce gear – standard issue web gear, combat gear, or field equipment, such as ALICE, MOLLE, or ILBE. Named after standard Marine Corps Form 782, which Marines formerly signed when they took custody of and responsibility for their equipment.
back on the block – behaving like a civilian.

CASEVAC – CASualty EVACuation, emergency evacuation of injured personnel from combat zone by any modes of transport available, as opposed to a MEDEVAC carried out by ambulance equipment designed solely for the purpose.[46] See also MEDEVAC.
civvies – civilian clothing or mufti.
CLP – Cleaner, Lubricant, Preservative, teflon-based cleaning and lubricating fluid used for maintaining small arms. Also slang for coffee.
fifty-cal or fitty-cal – M2 Browning machine gun, from its .50 caliber ammunition. See also Ma Deuce.
field-strip – to disassemble a piece of ordnance or weapon to the major part groups for routine cleaning or lubricating; to strip cigarette butts to their filters before throwing away. Also to remove unwanted items from an MRE in order to save space.
Gung ho – Chinese phrase meaning to "work together," it became the battle cry of the Marine Raiders.

HMMWV or humvee – High-Mobility Multi-purpose Wheeled Vehicle, common utility truck.
Hot-Shit – sarcastic reference to an overly arrogant person.
Semper fu – nickname for Marine Corps Martial Arts
Semper Gumby – colloquialism denoting tactical flexibility and the ability to quickly adapt to changing circumstances.
O-dark thirty – very early hours before dawn. See also military time. The custom of saying "oh" instead of zero has diminished, but remains in this expression.

MOS – Military Occupational Specialty, a job classification.

If there’s one thing that can be said about Marines, its that they basically live in a constant state of fear at any given moment. Whether its in combat or back in the rear, there’s always some stupid little thing you have in the back of your head (or on the back of your head) that you need to be worried about. With that said, of course haircuts are a big deal in the Marine Corps. In fact, I doubt you will ever experience anything at any point in your life where haircuts are genuinely important to your every day operation.

You’re standing in formation, you know you should have gotten a haircut yesterday but the line was so long you figured you’d come back later. You bought some huge thing in the PX and the line still hasn’t moved from before, so instead of just waiting with your new PS4, you just went back to your barracks room and completely forgot about it. Pro-tip: get your haircut on Saturday to avoid the lines on Sunday, no one can tell the difference of one day of growth.

More on that constant state of fear though, it’s actually really annoying. Just walking to the PX to pick up a can of Monster becomes a game of cat and mouse as you try to avoid Staff NCO’s looking to verbally molest you at any given moment for breaking a rule you didn’t know existed. This is all normal back in garrison, and you think you’d be safe in a combat zone, but nope. As soon as you step foot in a larger base full of bored POG Staff NCO’s, you’re on high alert again for something as menial as wearing dirty cammies.

Marines fucking love Spartans.

More to the point, I remember always being told in boot camp:

Integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is watching.

Anything seem pointless? I want to capture the USMC's culture, so I'm using terminal lance.

Those aren't "notes," you just copypasted someone else's work.

And that's important to the OP how?

It's so I can get quick access to information,I'll paraphrase it once I start writing the OP in a week or two.

[Olthar]

Just to clarify, because we've never RPed together and I don't tend to remember players' genders, are you a guy who prefers to RP as a girl or girl who prefers to RP as a guy?

Either way, got some pointers to start off the discussion? I've got one female RP character at present and the RP I'm GMing could do with some more women NPCs (I sort of just killed the only named one so far, and she wasn't even significant) so this could probably be useful to me but honestly I don't know what questions I should be asking.

Agri's a dude.

Don't tell Con. He'll be heartbroken.

[Gvozdevsk]

Current notes for the USMC post-apocalyptic RP. This is all USMC notes, As I not found someone to point me in the right direction for Russia, but I think I found someone for nuclear weapons.

What Remains RP research.
CLP: Cleans, Lubricates, and Protects
In absolute darkness they reside, spiteful of the day walkers outside always asking for something. Optics that aren’t broken, a new cleaning kit, new weapons cards, CLP; their demands are endless. The creature-like people inside the Armory were once people like you and I, Marines even, but in the darkness their features became twisted versions of their former selves. Their eyes have grown large to adapt to the dark, they see mostly with sound now, constantly tinkering with their gear and weapons. They scurry up the walls and into corners when that small window opens, shielding themselves from the harsh sunlight outside. A mere tickle of UV light will send their skin into an instant boil.

I speak of course of Armory Clerks.

Armory clerks are kind of universally hated amongst the infantry, they have absolute control over their domain, which is a domain you are forced to frequent on a regular basis. When you pull out your weapon to clean it, there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to turn it back in with any reasonable haste, because it’s not up to you. There’s a certain maleficent cruelty involved in being one of these people. Who can blame them though? Shut away in the cold, cement confines of the base armory, forgotten by the rest of the Marine Corps.

All dramatics aside, why the fuck does no one ever have any CLP? I mean seriously, that shit is like greasy, liquid gold.
In all seriousness, I know how easy it is to look at the Marine Corps with disdain and hostility. After all, it can really suck sometimes. Like, really, genuinely fucking suck. At the end of the day though, you signed up for it and in one way or another you got exactly what you asked for. I look back on the time I enlisted, my recruiter told me, “It’s going to really suck sometimes. You’ll hate it sometimes,” and it’s not that I didn’t believe him, it’s that my dumb ass was like, “Yeah that’s exactly what I want.” I guess I just didn’t realize that the parts that suck were actually going to really suck. Naivety at its finest, but you live and learn.

At the end of the day all that really matters is that you take responsibility for yourself and your own decisions. I didn’t re-enlist because I did not enjoy being in the Marine Corps. I certainly didn’t hate it (and I still don’t), even though sometimes I thought I did, but it really just wasn’t for me, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
"The Marine's Prayer"
Almighty Father, whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm. Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance. Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me. Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership. Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold. If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith; if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me courage to try again. Guide me with the light of truth and grant me the wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.

The United States Military Code of Conduct
ARTICLE I:
I am an American, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

ARTICLE II:
I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command, I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

ARTICLE III:
If I am captured I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and to aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

ARTICLE IV:
If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information nor take part in any action which might be harmfull to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them in every way.

ARTICLE V:
When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country or its allies or harmful to their cause.

ARTICLE VI:
I will never forget that I am an American, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America.
Oath of Enlistment
I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
It is a kind gesture, but an empty one. Everyone knows that you never actually call First Sergeant when the need arises. After all, that’s what the chain of command is for. When you’re out in town and you accidentally kill a hooker, this is generally the order of people you should call:

Your roommate
Your team members
Your team leader
Your squad leader/section leader
Your Gunny
Your platoon sergeant
Your best friend back home
Your siblings
Your grand parents
Your mom or dad
Friend you only really talk to on Facebook anymore
Your wife
First Sergeant
You’ll notice that Gunny is on there pretty early. That’s because Gunny can make shit disappear. If anything, he’s the first person you should call. I don’t know what it is about Gunnies, but they all have a somewhat supernatural ability to make shit happen, and are generally cool with keeping things under the rug. Something happens to them when they get that little diamond on their chest though. The magic is lost, all they care about at that point are cutting scores and haircuts.

I’m sure every one of you has your First Sergeant’s number in your phone. He usually gives it to you in one of your earliest formations, proclaiming that if ever you are in trouble, he’ll come pick you up himself. He’s half-lying. He’ll come pick you up, but he’ll take you straight to Battalion for a Ninja Punch so hard you’ll be passing shurikens through your urethra like kidney stones.

It’s Friday, so I should give you my liberty brief:

If it looks like shit, smells like shit, don’t marry it for the BAH. Also, feel free to call me if you ever get into trouble. I’ll come pick you up myself.

Oh, on a side note, the Commandant is doing a live town hall meeting like… right now. Go here.

Please note, I’m putting this up because I think it’s a good opportunity for Marines to air their concerns and questions, since there is so much criticism of the Commandant at this point. Take advantage of it! I don’t think any command has ever actually done this.

Slang-BAH=Basic Allowance for Housing
ABN/Abn= Airborne

782 gear or deuce gear – standard issue web gear, combat gear, or field equipment, such as ALICE, MOLLE, or ILBE. Named after standard Marine Corps Form 782, which Marines formerly signed when they took custody of and responsibility for their equipment.
back on the block – behaving like a civilian.

CASEVAC – CASualty EVACuation, emergency evacuation of injured personnel from combat zone by any modes of transport available, as opposed to a MEDEVAC carried out by ambulance equipment designed solely for the purpose.[46] See also MEDEVAC.
civvies – civilian clothing or mufti.
CLP – Cleaner, Lubricant, Preservative, teflon-based cleaning and lubricating fluid used for maintaining small arms. Also slang for coffee.
fifty-cal or fitty-cal – M2 Browning machine gun, from its .50 caliber ammunition. See also Ma Deuce.
field-strip – to disassemble a piece of ordnance or weapon to the major part groups for routine cleaning or lubricating; to strip cigarette butts to their filters before throwing away. Also to remove unwanted items from an MRE in order to save space.
Gung ho – Chinese phrase meaning to "work together," it became the battle cry of the Marine Raiders.

HMMWV or humvee – High-Mobility Multi-purpose Wheeled Vehicle, common utility truck.
Hot-Shit – sarcastic reference to an overly arrogant person.
Semper fu – nickname for Marine Corps Martial Arts
Semper Gumby – colloquialism denoting tactical flexibility and the ability to quickly adapt to changing circumstances.
O-dark thirty – very early hours before dawn. See also military time. The custom of saying "oh" instead of zero has diminished, but remains in this expression.

MOS – Military Occupational Specialty, a job classification.

If there’s one thing that can be said about Marines, its that they basically live in a constant state of fear at any given moment. Whether its in combat or back in the rear, there’s always some stupid little thing you have in the back of your head (or on the back of your head) that you need to be worried about. With that said, of course haircuts are a big deal in the Marine Corps. In fact, I doubt you will ever experience anything at any point in your life where haircuts are genuinely important to your every day operation.

You’re standing in formation, you know you should have gotten a haircut yesterday but the line was so long you figured you’d come back later. You bought some huge thing in the PX and the line still hasn’t moved from before, so instead of just waiting with your new PS4, you just went back to your barracks room and completely forgot about it. Pro-tip: get your haircut on Saturday to avoid the lines on Sunday, no one can tell the difference of one day of growth.

More on that constant state of fear though, it’s actually really annoying. Just walking to the PX to pick up a can of Monster becomes a game of cat and mouse as you try to avoid Staff NCO’s looking to verbally molest you at any given moment for breaking a rule you didn’t know existed. This is all normal back in garrison, and you think you’d be safe in a combat zone, but nope. As soon as you step foot in a larger base full of bored POG Staff NCO’s, you’re on high alert again for something as menial as wearing dirty cammies.

Marines fucking love Spartans.

More to the point, I remember always being told in boot camp:

Integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is watching.

Anything seem pointless? I want to capture the USMC's culture, so I'm using terminal lance.

If you actually planning on putting that wall o' text in the OP of your RP chances are most people who join aren't going to read it. Plus it's literally copied and pasted from Terminal Lance.

[Zeinbrad]

Current notes for the USMC post-apocalyptic RP. This is all USMC notes, As I not found someone to point me in the right direction for Russia, but I think I found someone for nuclear weapons.

What Remains RP research.
CLP: Cleans, Lubricates, and Protects
In absolute darkness they reside, spiteful of the day walkers outside always asking for something. Optics that aren’t broken, a new cleaning kit, new weapons cards, CLP; their demands are endless. The creature-like people inside the Armory were once people like you and I, Marines even, but in the darkness their features became twisted versions of their former selves. Their eyes have grown large to adapt to the dark, they see mostly with sound now, constantly tinkering with their gear and weapons. They scurry up the walls and into corners when that small window opens, shielding themselves from the harsh sunlight outside. A mere tickle of UV light will send their skin into an instant boil.

I speak of course of Armory Clerks.

Armory clerks are kind of universally hated amongst the infantry, they have absolute control over their domain, which is a domain you are forced to frequent on a regular basis. When you pull out your weapon to clean it, there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to turn it back in with any reasonable haste, because it’s not up to you. There’s a certain maleficent cruelty involved in being one of these people. Who can blame them though? Shut away in the cold, cement confines of the base armory, forgotten by the rest of the Marine Corps.

All dramatics aside, why the fuck does no one ever have any CLP? I mean seriously, that shit is like greasy, liquid gold.
In all seriousness, I know how easy it is to look at the Marine Corps with disdain and hostility. After all, it can really suck sometimes. Like, really, genuinely fucking suck. At the end of the day though, you signed up for it and in one way or another you got exactly what you asked for. I look back on the time I enlisted, my recruiter told me, “It’s going to really suck sometimes. You’ll hate it sometimes,” and it’s not that I didn’t believe him, it’s that my dumb ass was like, “Yeah that’s exactly what I want.” I guess I just didn’t realize that the parts that suck were actually going to really suck. Naivety at its finest, but you live and learn.

At the end of the day all that really matters is that you take responsibility for yourself and your own decisions. I didn’t re-enlist because I did not enjoy being in the Marine Corps. I certainly didn’t hate it (and I still don’t), even though sometimes I thought I did, but it really just wasn’t for me, and there’s nothing wrong with that.
"The Marine's Prayer"
Almighty Father, whose command is over all and whose love never fails, make me aware of Thy presence and obedient to Thy will. Keep me true to my best self, guarding me against dishonesty in purpose and deed and helping me to live so that I can face my fellow Marines, my loved ones and Thee without shame or fear. Protect my family. Give me the will to do the work of a Marine and to accept my share of responsibilities with vigor and enthusiasm. Grant me the courage to be proficient in my daily performance. Keep me loyal and faithful to my superiors and to the duties my country and the Marine Corps have entrusted to me. Make me considerate of those committed to my leadership. Help me to wear my uniform with dignity, and let it remind me daily of the traditions which I must uphold. If I am inclined to doubt, steady my faith; if I am tempted, make me strong to resist; if I should miss the mark, give me courage to try again. Guide me with the light of truth and grant me the wisdom by which I may understand the answer to my prayer.

The United States Military Code of Conduct
ARTICLE I:
I am an American, fighting in the forces which guard my country and our way of life. I am prepared to give my life in their defense.

ARTICLE II:
I will never surrender of my own free will. If in command, I will never surrender the members of my command while they still have the means to resist.

ARTICLE III:
If I am captured I will continue to resist by all means available. I will make every effort to escape and to aid others to escape. I will accept neither parole nor special favors from the enemy.

ARTICLE IV:
If I become a prisoner of war, I will keep faith with my fellow prisoners. I will give no information nor take part in any action which might be harmfull to my comrades. If I am senior, I will take command. If not, I will obey lawful orders of those appointed over me and will back them in every way.

ARTICLE V:
When questioned, should I become a prisoner of war, I am required to give name, rank, service number, and date of birth. I will evade answering further questions to the utmost of my ability. I will make no oral or written statements disloyal to my country or its allies or harmful to their cause.

ARTICLE VI:
I will never forget that I am an American, fighting for freedom, responsible for my actions, and dedicated to the principles which made my country free. I will trust in my God and in the United States of America.
Oath of Enlistment
I do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; and that I will obey the orders of the President of the United States and the orders of the officers appointed over me, according to regulations and the Uniform Code of Military Justice. So help me God.
It is a kind gesture, but an empty one. Everyone knows that you never actually call First Sergeant when the need arises. After all, that’s what the chain of command is for. When you’re out in town and you accidentally kill a hooker, this is generally the order of people you should call:

Your roommate
Your team members
Your team leader
Your squad leader/section leader
Your Gunny
Your platoon sergeant
Your best friend back home
Your siblings
Your grand parents
Your mom or dad
Friend you only really talk to on Facebook anymore
Your wife
First Sergeant
You’ll notice that Gunny is on there pretty early. That’s because Gunny can make shit disappear. If anything, he’s the first person you should call. I don’t know what it is about Gunnies, but they all have a somewhat supernatural ability to make shit happen, and are generally cool with keeping things under the rug. Something happens to them when they get that little diamond on their chest though. The magic is lost, all they care about at that point are cutting scores and haircuts.

I’m sure every one of you has your First Sergeant’s number in your phone. He usually gives it to you in one of your earliest formations, proclaiming that if ever you are in trouble, he’ll come pick you up himself. He’s half-lying. He’ll come pick you up, but he’ll take you straight to Battalion for a Ninja Punch so hard you’ll be passing shurikens through your urethra like kidney stones.

It’s Friday, so I should give you my liberty brief:

If it looks like shit, smells like shit, don’t marry it for the BAH. Also, feel free to call me if you ever get into trouble. I’ll come pick you up myself.

Oh, on a side note, the Commandant is doing a live town hall meeting like… right now. Go here.

Please note, I’m putting this up because I think it’s a good opportunity for Marines to air their concerns and questions, since there is so much criticism of the Commandant at this point. Take advantage of it! I don’t think any command has ever actually done this.

Slang-BAH=Basic Allowance for Housing
ABN/Abn= Airborne

782 gear or deuce gear – standard issue web gear, combat gear, or field equipment, such as ALICE, MOLLE, or ILBE. Named after standard Marine Corps Form 782, which Marines formerly signed when they took custody of and responsibility for their equipment.
back on the block – behaving like a civilian.

CASEVAC – CASualty EVACuation, emergency evacuation of injured personnel from combat zone by any modes of transport available, as opposed to a MEDEVAC carried out by ambulance equipment designed solely for the purpose.[46] See also MEDEVAC.
civvies – civilian clothing or mufti.
CLP – Cleaner, Lubricant, Preservative, teflon-based cleaning and lubricating fluid used for maintaining small arms. Also slang for coffee.
fifty-cal or fitty-cal – M2 Browning machine gun, from its .50 caliber ammunition. See also Ma Deuce.
field-strip – to disassemble a piece of ordnance or weapon to the major part groups for routine cleaning or lubricating; to strip cigarette butts to their filters before throwing away. Also to remove unwanted items from an MRE in order to save space.
Gung ho – Chinese phrase meaning to "work together," it became the battle cry of the Marine Raiders.

HMMWV or humvee – High-Mobility Multi-purpose Wheeled Vehicle, common utility truck.
Hot-Shit – sarcastic reference to an overly arrogant person.
Semper fu – nickname for Marine Corps Martial Arts
Semper Gumby – colloquialism denoting tactical flexibility and the ability to quickly adapt to changing circumstances.
O-dark thirty – very early hours before dawn. See also military time. The custom of saying "oh" instead of zero has diminished, but remains in this expression.

MOS – Military Occupational Specialty, a job classification.

If there’s one thing that can be said about Marines, its that they basically live in a constant state of fear at any given moment. Whether its in combat or back in the rear, there’s always some stupid little thing you have in the back of your head (or on the back of your head) that you need to be worried about. With that said, of course haircuts are a big deal in the Marine Corps. In fact, I doubt you will ever experience anything at any point in your life where haircuts are genuinely important to your every day operation.

You’re standing in formation, you know you should have gotten a haircut yesterday but the line was so long you figured you’d come back later. You bought some huge thing in the PX and the line still hasn’t moved from before, so instead of just waiting with your new PS4, you just went back to your barracks room and completely forgot about it. Pro-tip: get your haircut on Saturday to avoid the lines on Sunday, no one can tell the difference of one day of growth.

More on that constant state of fear though, it’s actually really annoying. Just walking to the PX to pick up a can of Monster becomes a game of cat and mouse as you try to avoid Staff NCO’s looking to verbally molest you at any given moment for breaking a rule you didn’t know existed. This is all normal back in garrison, and you think you’d be safe in a combat zone, but nope. As soon as you step foot in a larger base full of bored POG Staff NCO’s, you’re on high alert again for something as menial as wearing dirty cammies.

Marines fucking love Spartans.

More to the point, I remember always being told in boot camp:

Integrity is doing the right thing, even when no one is watching.

Anything seem pointless? I want to capture the USMC's culture, so I'm using terminal lance.

If you actually planning on putting that wall o' text in the OP of your RP chances are most people who join aren't going to read it. Plus it's literally copied and pasted from Terminal Lance.

Again, those are for quick access of information, I'll write down my stuff for the OP.

It will be spoilered.

[Alleniana]

Perfect.

Now, think about said idea constantly, refine it, do research on the USMC, Russia, nuclear weapons and their effects, and start to develop a plot and a setting.

First, finding a unstable country that isn't middle eastern, and near a coast.

Probably in the Balkans...so maybe Georgia.

Georgia is not in the Balkans?

Hey, so, everybody, I've noticed that occasionally, even among older players, there can be a bit of confusion across the Great Genre Divide. e.g. why RPs about nations aren't in II, what exactly constitutes PT, etc. What would you think of perhaps a guide on the differences between character & faction/nation?

[Zarkenis Ultima]

First, finding a unstable country that isn't middle eastern, and near a coast.

Probably in the Balkans...so maybe Georgia.

Georgia is not in the Balkans?

Hey, so, everybody, I've noticed that occasionally, even among older players, there can be a bit of confusion across the Great Genre Divide. e.g. why RPs about nations aren't in II, what exactly constitutes PT, etc. What would you think of perhaps a guide on the differences between character & faction/nation?

So a guide to the different genres, basically? Something like an extended glossary perhaps?

Such a guide could be useful, in my opinion, particularly to newer RPers.

[Altito Asmoro]

>:( My RP isn't doing very well. Nobody signed up yet. All I got was a guy saying what an awful idea it was.

Well, your RP has a strange idea no one wants to.

[Zeinbrad]

First, finding a unstable country that isn't middle eastern, and near a coast.

Probably in the Balkans...so maybe Georgia.

Georgia is not in the Balkans?

Hey, so, everybody, I've noticed that occasionally, even among older players, there can be a bit of confusion across the Great Genre Divide. e.g. why RPs about nations aren't in II, what exactly constitutes PT, etc. What would you think of perhaps a guide on the differences between character & faction/nation?

I confused the Balkans with the Caucasus.

Also, since I'm doing a timeline that tells the players about what's going on in the world. Nightkill How do you think India will react to China forming the United Asian States?

Also, would remains neutral on the middle east be best for the timeline?

[Roski]

Georgia is not in the Balkans?

Hey, so, everybody, I've noticed that occasionally, even among older players, there can be a bit of confusion across the Great Genre Divide. e.g. why RPs about nations aren't in II, what exactly constitutes PT, etc. What would you think of perhaps a guide on the differences between character & faction/nation?

I confused the Balkans with the Caucasus.

Also, since I'm doing a timeline that tells the players about what's going on in the world. Nightkill How do you think India will react to China forming the United Asian States?

Also, would remains neutral on the middle east be best for the timeline?

On a scale of one to invading Russia in winter, I'd say your idea ranks at invading the United States.
China would never be allowed to do that.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

Georgia is not in the Balkans?

Hey, so, everybody, I've noticed that occasionally, even among older players, there can be a bit of confusion across the Great Genre Divide. e.g. why RPs about nations aren't in II, what exactly constitutes PT, etc. What would you think of perhaps a guide on the differences between character & faction/nation?

I confused the Balkans with the Caucasus.

Also, since I'm doing a timeline that tells the players about what's going on in the world. Nightkill How do you think India will react to China forming the United Asian States?

Also, would remains neutral on the middle east be best for the timeline?

United Asian States?

First off, everyone around China really fucking hates them right now. So I don't know who the hell would join.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I confused the Balkans with the Caucasus.

Also, since I'm doing a timeline that tells the players about what's going on in the world. Nightkill How do you think India will react to China forming the United Asian States?

Also, would remains neutral on the middle east be best for the timeline?

United Asian States?

First off, everyone around China really fucking hates them right now. So I don't know who the hell would join.

Taiwan, obviously.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

United Asian States?

First off, everyone around China really fucking hates them right now. So I don't know who the hell would join.

Taiwan, obviously.

Clearly.

I mean, they both agree there's only one China.

They just have a difference of opinion on who the leader is.

[The Tiger Kingdom]

United Asian States?

First off, everyone around China really fucking hates them right now. So I don't know who the hell would join.

Taiwan, obviously.

China and Vietnam have always been besties!

[Zeinbrad]

I confused the Balkans with the Caucasus.

Also, since I'm doing a timeline that tells the players about what's going on in the world. Nightkill How do you think India will react to China forming the United Asian States?

Also, would remains neutral on the middle east be best for the timeline?

United Asian States?

First off, everyone around China really fucking hates them right now. So I don't know who the hell would join.

*curses the guy who made the superpowers*

Rigged Elections?

I'll have to ask the guy who created the Superpowers, which one was the United States of Asia, but I changed it to the United Asian States, to avoid confusion.

[Nationstatelandsville]

Taiwan, obviously.

China and Vietnam have always been besties!

They're all yellow commies.

Who cares what flavor?

[Nightkill the Emperor]

United Asian States?

First off, everyone around China really fucking hates them right now. So I don't know who the hell would join.

*curses the guy who made the superpowers*

Rigged Elections?

I'll have to ask the guy who created the Superpowers, which one was the United States of Asia, but I changed it to the United Asian States, to avoid confusion.

Yes. Because obviously rigged elections will lead to everyone accepting that they all suddenly love China. Rather the general suspicion and fear that is the undercurrent of China's interactions with East, Southeast and South Asian nations.

China is making efforts to be more liked in its area, but considering the fact they try to claim their borders are far larger than they are, this does not at help their case.

Add to the fact they have a frankly insane debt and corruption, and that also hurts them badly. And their rhetoric and entering Indian territory repeatedly and generally being cunts...Nobody is overly fond of China.

Even Singapore, which is 70% ethnic Chinese, looks toward the West.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I mean, go ahead and do it if you like. A lot of works only work because they defy logic, and considering the fact I made a Union State consisting of Russia, Ukraine and others, I'm no exception to this. (And personal bias causing me to make an unified Indian subcontinent because fuck you).

Handmaid's Tale is a very good book, though it also could not actually occur in reality, or is very unlikely to. A lot of other examples as well.

[Nationstatelandsville]

I mean, go ahead and do it if you like. A lot of works only work because they defy logic, and considering the fact I made a Union State consisting of Russia, Ukraine and others, I'm no exception to this. (And personal bias causing me to make an unified Indian subcontinent because fuck you).

Handmaid's Tale is a very good book, though it also could not actually occur in reality, or is very unlikely to. A lot of other examples as well.

Any amount of conventional idiocy can be ignored for good writing.

But it's still recommended you be as accurate as possible, so you don't have to rely on that.

[Nightkill the Emperor]

I mean, go ahead and do it if you like. A lot of works only work because they defy logic, and considering the fact I made a Union State consisting of Russia, Ukraine and others, I'm no exception to this. (And personal bias causing me to make an unified Indian subcontinent because fuck you).

Handmaid's Tale is a very good book, though it also could not actually occur in reality, or is very unlikely to. A lot of other examples as well.

Any amount of conventional idiocy can be ignored for good writing.

But it's still recommended you be as accurate as possible, so you don't have to rely on that.

Indeed.

[Wolfenium]

China and Vietnam have always been besties!

They're all yellow commies.

Who cares what flavor?

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sino-Vietnamese_War
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cambodia ... namese_War

Yes, I'm sure they feel very chummy right now.

[Benuty]

They're all yellow commies.

Who cares what flavor?

http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sino-Vietnamese_War
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cambodia ... namese_War

Yes, I'm sure they feel very chummy right now.

That may have been the joke.