The Titans (Portal to the Multiverse RP Group)

[Harbertia]

Iiii....ve been thinking at work and I wouldn't say that.

... I mean- Bing and I both have some 'dark' princess characters (they are after all the daughters of a conquer of worlds and didn't really grow up in a friendly environment). I'd say there is a difference between being Batman and the Punisher. Both are 'dark' characters but of them Batman is the lighter; I'm fine with Batman but I am not a fan of the Punisher.

It's hard to explain; a dark light? a 'Shadowed'' rather then 'Dark' fantasy.

Batman is after all still Bruce Wayne, and he has moral standards.

Punisher on the other hand has no trouble using villain tactics against the villains- he'll kidnap those close to them to draw them out before dishing out his sense of justice- he's a walking arsenal that while trained on the scum of the city still catches the innocent in his crosshairs.

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That's why the idea of 'no witnesses' and secrecy- and all this lose- it doesn't set well with me :/ It reminds me of the theory that Arnold's character in Predator gets a bullet to the head to keep extraterrestrials a secret- in short it's too dark - blurring the lines.

I get what you are saying, in the end I am a pragmatic guy, you got the choice of letting the criminal go without confrontation - he might shoot an innocent while getting away, or fighting him there with innocents in the crossfire.

It is a hard choice, and I do get that. Same kind of choice they had to make when dropping The Bombs, fear having to murder the innocent invading the home islands, or detonate these weapons on cities important to the War that still house civilians? That is why war is a fool's pursuit. There is no right answer and no easy one either. Only a psycho or a sadist can make easy choices with lives on the line.

In the example given I have to agree with Punisher, you gun for the villains and that is it. You try to keep the good innocent people out of it, but sometimes that just does not happen as it should, you limit the casualties and do your best to protect them - the primary way to do so being to take down the threat.

In a country about to go through civil war you have nationalists and communists getting steam. Sometimes you have to support the nationalists because at least the Warsaw Pact will not give them guns and weapons, they will the communists. It is limiting a threat.

Wetwork sucks, it is fortunate the world will truly never know what those kinds of entities and agencies have to do, the truly horrible things that keep the world going as it does, by no means smooth, but it could always be much worse.

Will you be able to put that aside for the RP?

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

I get what you are saying, in the end I am a pragmatic guy, you got the choice of letting the criminal go without confrontation - he might shoot an innocent while getting away, or fighting him there with innocents in the crossfire.

It is a hard choice, and I do get that. Same kind of choice they had to make when dropping The Bombs, fear having to murder the innocent invading the home islands, or detonate these weapons on cities important to the War that still house civilians? That is why war is a fool's pursuit. There is no right answer and no easy one either. Only a psycho or a sadist can make easy choices with lives on the line.

In the example given I have to agree with Punisher, you gun for the villains and that is it. You try to keep the good innocent people out of it, but sometimes that just does not happen as it should, you limit the casualties and do your best to protect them - the primary way to do so being to take down the threat.

In a country about to go through civil war you have nationalists and communists getting steam. Sometimes you have to support the nationalists because at least the Warsaw Pact will not give them guns and weapons, they will the communists. It is limiting a threat.

Wetwork sucks, it is fortunate the world will truly never know what those kinds of entities and agencies have to do, the truly horrible things that keep the world going as it does, by no means smooth, but it could always be much worse.

Will you be able to put that aside for the RP?

That's just me, that is my personality, that is just the foundation that makes my mind.

[Yellowstone-]

Avalon do you want to join the Gamma World rp?

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

Avalon do you want to join the Gamma World rp?

Nah, I have gradually distanced myself from RP, these days I more or less write stories and that is it.

If you have a character in mind for me to play I will give that a shot, but when you have too many actors on the set things just get annoying, especially when you have no director. Everyone doing their own things is nice, but if you got three or four different stories going on in the same tale then it becomes too hard to follow, and everyone has different views for how a story should go.

Any more I just write my stories and call it there, I don't need to worry about trying to figure out how others will act to make the personal story of my character work, there is much less hassle that way.

[Yellowstone-]

Avalon do you want to join the Gamma World rp?

Nah, I have gradually distanced myself from RP, these days I more or less write stories and that is it.

If you have a character in mind for me to play I will give that a shot, but when you have too many actors on the set things just get annoying, especially when you have no director. Everyone doing their own things is nice, but if you got three or four different stories going on in the same tale then it becomes too hard to follow, and everyone has different views for how a story should go.

Any more I just write my stories and call it there, I don't need to worry about trying to figure out how others will act to make the personal story of my character work, there is much less hassle that way.

there will be only 4 players in this rp

[Personal Freedom]

I always find I'm bad at not making underpowered characters.

Underpowered characters can be really fun if played rIgor, and so far, you’ve done them justice in the past.

Thanks for the compliment. Actually, I think Alexandria had the possibility of being my most powerful character. An alternate version of her I had for another rp had her a vigilante.

[Rynagria]

Underpowered characters can be really fun if played rIgor, and so far, you’ve done them justice in the past.

Thanks for the compliment. Actually, I think Alexandria had the possibility of being my most powerful character. An alternate version of her I had for another rp had her a vigilante.

Indeed.

Fire after all is a really versatile tool. And I wasn’t necessarily talking about Alex, but other characters who didn’t have any action oriented extraordinary abilities that your played.

[Personal Freedom]

Thanks for the compliment. Actually, I think Alexandria had the possibility of being my most powerful character. An alternate version of her I had for another rp had her a vigilante.

Indeed.

Fire after all is a really versatile tool. And I wasn’t necessarily talking about Alex, but other characters who didn’t have any action oriented extraordinary abilities that your played.

I need to look back through my characters.

Also I designed a new flag.

[Rynagria]

Will you be able to put that aside for the RP?

That's just me, that is my personality, that is just the foundation that makes my mind.

I must ask Avalon.

How would you like to portray the Knight? Perhaps if we understand your desire for the direction of the character, we might lead to a more cohesive story that all of us might come to enjoy better.

At the same time, I wish to extend the question to Harb and Bing.

[Rynagria]

Indeed.

Fire after all is a really versatile tool. And I wasn’t necessarily talking about Alex, but other characters who didn’t have any action oriented extraordinary abilities that your played.

I need to look back through my characters.

Also I designed a new flag.

You had some of the more interesting ones that I’ve seen in this website. I’d say that of the Titans group in its hay days, you, Harb, and Charmera were the most balanced in all aspects of creating and playing interesting characters. Jariri is also up there in terms of making complex stories as well.

[Harbertia]

That's just me, that is my personality, that is just the foundation that makes my mind.

I must ask Avalon.

How would you like to portray the Knight? Perhaps if we understand your desire for the direction of the character, we might lead to a more cohesive story that all of us might come to enjoy better.

At the same time, I wish to extend the question to Harb and Bing.

Well... I think I'll hear Avalon before I speak.

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Also I designed a new flag.

I like the color scheme of a red background and black center, giving a vibe of strength and courage and the yellow tape adds a nice decorative edge to an otherwise vast solid filled background.

I looked up the motto of ''montani semper liberi'' which turned out Latin for ''Mountaineers are Always Free'' which of course places strong emphasis on individual liberty. Pretty nice flag overall.

Though it might benefit from an additional design since the background is kind of vast.

[Bingellia]

I must ask Avalon.

How would you like to portray the Knight? Perhaps if we understand your desire for the direction of the character, we might lead to a more cohesive story that all of us might come to enjoy better.

At the same time, I wish to extend the question to Harb and Bing.

Well... I think I'll hear Avalon before I speak.

To answer honestly, this question caught me off guard since I was never expecting to be asked something as important as this. I wasn't expecting to become heavily involved as I did, but I also have an interest in seeing the project actually launch. I may answer this tomorrow once I put some decent thought into it.

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

How to portray the Knight?

That is an interesting one. I typically play young men, so I guess what we would consider twenty or so?

He would need to be stubborn, if he is willing to tell senior officers to shove it then this guy is pretty rebellious. He would not be an ass about it though, Fonzy I guess? The kind of guy who wears a leather jacket, toothpick in his mouth, but if you need a hand he will be right there. A greaser...? Not real fitting of an alien, but I can see that style hero having an issue with the Evil Empire.

Problem is my characters involving the task of being a soldier tend to get dark... so I guess throw in PTSD just to cover the fact that I tend to slip and accidentally go a bit too deep with some scenes...

His goal would be inspiration though, and if he cannot convince you to stand triumphant against your foes he will pull you to your feet and fight them alongside you.

Just general a good guy, cause I have never played those characters wrong. Minus the guy that beheaded a dude with his shield, and the other that blew up a bunch of people, and the girl who set one on fire. Yeah, I Good Guy pretty well...

Maybe it's best if I just hand the project off, I just can't play a hero, I get those moments and I just lose it, I fall into this weird rift in my own head and that is when it all goes down. The hero shouldn't kill the villain, that is not how justice works at all! But when that thing I try so hard to bury deep in my own heart bubbles up from the depths I fail to realize until it is too late what has happened.

I am flattered you think so well of my characters, Robert, Robyn, and the others whose names dont all start with Rob, but there is a reason they are all whacked in the head, and the reason is me. I can't write a hero who doesn't screw up, the Paladin, or the Paragon, the Champion of Good and Right. I try to be like Cap and the others just to avoid the fact that I feel the opposite, hard to face depression and shit when you are busy making sure no one else is sad or lonely. Hard to face the shadows when you push them into the corner to make room for others in need - when I have played the Hero greatly it isn't because of anything other than selfishness, because I can outrun or hide from my own problems when I think I am fighting someone elses.

I guess that is all there is to it, the long and the short. No hero, just a boy too scared to face the darkness masquerading to hide from it. Sorry, guys.

[Harbertia]

How to portray the Knight?

That is an interesting one. I typically play young men, so I guess what we would consider twenty or so?

He would need to be stubborn, if he is willing to tell senior officers to shove it then this guy is pretty rebellious. He would not be an ass about it though, Fonzy I guess? The kind of guy who wears a leather jacket, toothpick in his mouth, but if you need a hand he will be right there. A greaser...? Not real fitting of an alien, but I can see that style hero having an issue with the Evil Empire.

Problem is my characters involving the task of being a soldier tend to get dark... so I guess throw in PTSD just to cover the fact that I tend to slip and accidentally go a bit too deep with some scenes...

His goal would be inspiration though, and if he cannot convince you to stand triumphant against your foes he will pull you to your feet and fight them alongside you.

Just general a good guy, cause I have never played those characters wrong. Minus the guy that beheaded a dude with his shield, and the other that blew up a bunch of people, and the girl who set one on fire. Yeah, I Good Guy pretty well...

Maybe it's best if I just hand the project off, I just can't play a hero, I get those moments and I just lose it, I fall into this weird rift in my own head and that is when it all goes down. The hero shouldn't kill the villain, that is not how justice works at all! But when that thing I try so hard to bury deep in my own heart bubbles up from the depths I fail to realize until it is too late what has happened.

I am flattered you think so well of my characters, Robert, Robyn, and the others whose names dont all start with Rob, but there is a reason they are all whacked in the head, and the reason is me. I can't write a hero who doesn't screw up, the Paladin, or the Paragon, the Champion of Good and Right. I try to be like Cap and the others just to avoid the fact that I feel the opposite, hard to face depression and shit when you are busy making sure no one else is sad or lonely. Hard to face the shadows when you push them into the corner to make room for others in need - when I have played the Hero greatly it isn't because of anything other than selfishness, because I can outrun or hide from my own problems when I think I am fighting someone elses.

I guess that is all there is to it, the long and the short. No hero, just a boy too scared to face the darkness masquerading to hide from it. Sorry, guys.

well... there is that concept that- he's not actually a knight which can account for some of his behavior.

Say....

let's say he's an imposter- but not quite in the way one might think- more Robin Hood style. He was taken in by the original knight who got stranded on Earth during one of those excursions you mentioned. He took this Human under his wing so to speak and that's how your character knows about the princesses. The knight ended up falling (being killed) trying to find these Princesses in order to combat the General by reorganizing the resistance. In that moment your character, perhaps due to some mental trauma associated with this lose- took up his legacy as 'The Knight'. Thanks to the long life of Tarsonites your character actually looked the right age.

You can do a lot with that scenario- using your character's upbringing to explore differences the two had between them but also the bond that had formed. You can do a merger of chivalry and modern thought and have a good reason for doing so.

[Rynagria]

How to portray the Knight?

That is an interesting one. I typically play young men, so I guess what we would consider twenty or so?

He would need to be stubborn, if he is willing to tell senior officers to shove it then this guy is pretty rebellious. He would not be an ass about it though, Fonzy I guess? The kind of guy who wears a leather jacket, toothpick in his mouth, but if you need a hand he will be right there. A greaser...? Not real fitting of an alien, but I can see that style hero having an issue with the Evil Empire.

Problem is my characters involving the task of being a soldier tend to get dark... so I guess throw in PTSD just to cover the fact that I tend to slip and accidentally go a bit too deep with some scenes...

His goal would be inspiration though, and if he cannot convince you to stand triumphant against your foes he will pull you to your feet and fight them alongside you.

Just general a good guy, cause I have never played those characters wrong. Minus the guy that beheaded a dude with his shield, and the other that blew up a bunch of people, and the girl who set one on fire. Yeah, I Good Guy pretty well...

Maybe it's best if I just hand the project off, I just can't play a hero, I get those moments and I just lose it, I fall into this weird rift in my own head and that is when it all goes down. The hero shouldn't kill the villain, that is not how justice works at all! But when that thing I try so hard to bury deep in my own heart bubbles up from the depths I fail to realize until it is too late what has happened.

I am flattered you think so well of my characters, Robert, Robyn, and the others whose names dont all start with Rob, but there is a reason they are all whacked in the head, and the reason is me. I can't write a hero who doesn't screw up, the Paladin, or the Paragon, the Champion of Good and Right. I try to be like Cap and the others just to avoid the fact that I feel the opposite, hard to face depression and shit when you are busy making sure no one else is sad or lonely. Hard to face the shadows when you push them into the corner to make room for others in need - when I have played the Hero greatly it isn't because of anything other than selfishness, because I can outrun or hide from my own problems when I think I am fighting someone elses.

I guess that is all there is to it, the long and the short. No hero, just a boy too scared to face the darkness masquerading to hide from it. Sorry, guys.

well... there is that concept that- he's not actually a knight which can account for some of his behavior.

Say....

let's say he's an imposter- but not quite in the way one might think- more Robin Hood style. He was taken in by the original knight who got stranded on Earth during one of those excursions you mentioned. He took this Human under his wing so to speak and that's how your character knows about the princesses. The knight ended up falling (being killed) trying to find these Princesses in order to combat the General by reorganizing the resistance. In that moment your character, perhaps due to some mental trauma associated with this lose- took up his legacy as 'The Knight'. Thanks to the long life of Tarsonites your character actually looked the right age.

You can do a lot with that scenario- using your character's upbringing to explore differences the two had between them but also the bond that had formed. You can do a merger of chivalry and modern thought and have a good reason for doing so.

Another alternative is going for a classical anti-hero.

The adventure will revolve around him overcoming his weaknesses as a person, stepping up to the plate because at that moment, he’s the only that can. I think it would be more satisfying if the flawed hero, who started from the bottom, defeated the competent and established threat villain. It can also lend itself to some comedic moments between the protagonists, with him having to get over his shyness around girls or something.

What Harb is suggesting is also viable.

[Personal Freedom]

Also I designed a new flag.

I like the color scheme of a red background and black center, giving a vibe of strength and courage and the yellow tape adds a nice decorative edge to an otherwise vast solid filled background.

I looked up the motto of ''montani semper liberi'' which turned out Latin for ''Mountaineers are Always Free'' which of course places strong emphasis on individual liberty. Pretty nice flag overall.

Though it might benefit from an additional design since the background is kind of vast.

It's the state moto actually. I've been playing victoria II recently and am quite fascinated by all the flags

[Bingellia]

well... there is that concept that- he's not actually a knight which can account for some of his behavior.

Say....

let's say he's an imposter- but not quite in the way one might think- more Robin Hood style. He was taken in by the original knight who got stranded on Earth during one of those excursions you mentioned. He took this Human under his wing so to speak and that's how your character knows about the princesses. The knight ended up falling (being killed) trying to find these Princesses in order to combat the General by reorganizing the resistance. In that moment your character, perhaps due to some mental trauma associated with this lose- took up his legacy as 'The Knight'. Thanks to the long life of Tarsonites your character actually looked the right age.

You can do a lot with that scenario- using your character's upbringing to explore differences the two had between them but also the bond that had formed. You can do a merger of chivalry and modern thought and have a good reason for doing so.

Another alternative is going for a classical anti-hero.

The adventure will revolve around him overcoming his weaknesses as a person, stepping up to the plate because at that moment, he’s the only that can. I think it would be more satisfying if the flawed hero, who started from the bottom, defeated the competent and established threat villain. It can also lend itself to some comedic moments between the protagonists, with him having to get over his shyness around girls or something.

What Harb is suggesting is also viable.

It would be quite easy to blend what both Ryn and Harb are suggesting. I honestly like the spiritual successor angle, considering it may color the princesses' feelings when, or if, they recover their memories. They would have to reconcile some preconceived notions that their experiences toward xenos and class may have created while they were Royality, and fight the Empire's wrath against Humans in general should the truth that a lowly man saved them.

[Harbertia]

Another alternative is going for a classical anti-hero.

The adventure will revolve around him overcoming his weaknesses as a person, stepping up to the plate because at that moment, he’s the only that can. I think it would be more satisfying if the flawed hero, who started from the bottom, defeated the competent and established threat villain. It can also lend itself to some comedic moments between the protagonists, with him having to get over his shyness around girls or something.

What Harb is suggesting is also viable.

It would be quite easy to blend what both Ryn and Harb are suggesting. I honestly like the spiritual successor angle, considering it may color the princesses' feelings when, or if, they recover their memories. They would have to reconcile some preconceived notions that their experiences toward xenos and class may have created while they were Royality, and fight the Empire's wrath against Humans in general should the truth that a lowly man saved them.

WOW I didn't think of that, that's cool

[Islamic Republic e Jariri]

Avalon do you want to join the Gamma World rp?

Nah, I have gradually distanced myself from RP, these days I more or less write stories and that is it.

If you have a character in mind for me to play I will give that a shot, but when you have too many actors on the set things just get annoying, especially when you have no director. Everyone doing their own things is nice, but if you got three or four different stories going on in the same tale then it becomes too hard to follow, and everyone has different views for how a story should go.

Any more I just write my stories and call it there, I don't need to worry about trying to figure out how others will act to make the personal story of my character work, there is much less hassle that way.

Similarly I've been unable to get into RPs unless I've had some pre-existing investment of interest, most prominently in OM&T, Gamma World and Fairly Modern Grimm.

[Holy Empire of Avalon]

A Hero's Beginning?
So long ago there came a light in the black, one man willing to turn upon an evil empire and seek the path of just and right. A white knight to face the black, though these truths had been buried six feet under the ground twenty four hours ago.

Sitting here on the day after his mentor's death young Arthur was left feeling so out of it, the man had taken him in, been a friend and a companion when no others were; now though? He was left questioning who that man was.

At the bottom of this old plastic box he found a set of white wool clothes. A pair of pants, a vest, a button up blouse, a massive coat, black riding boots and a belt both made of very old leather, gloves, just what the Hell was all of this? Digging through this odd uniform Arthur would pluck it out as one entire unit and hold this massive bundle of the stuff. He was about to sit it on the couch when he saw in a floor mirror how the long coat looked held up to him, it almost looked like a civil war uniform. "Dude, Gilligan, you really were a nerd, you did civil war reenactments and never told me?" Among the massive bundle something would fall with a clank, immediately after Gilligan's voice would play and a hologram would show off the top of the brass colored disc.

"So you snooped around in things you ought not to have, my boy." Arthur picked up the disc carefully, his dearest friend there in perfect three dimensional picture, it almost hurt to see, he wished it could be real just one more time. "I don't blame you though, if you are in this box then chances are I am not around anymore." He paused, was Gilligan about to cry? "No, you're a good kid, you're here looking for answers."

"Long ago there was a great evil swallowing whole planets up, and we never thought once about it. We perpetuated the evil, because it was our right, we viewed all of Creation as being ours to take. We were civilizing the places we brutally massacred and pillaged for resources to further fuel our war machine." He looked down to his hands as he said that, his gaze sharply turned right to Arthur's though, "That uniform you find there is mine, the white symbolizing purity and honor, the gold means justice and grace. As I film this I fear that evil may return, I however," he coughed into his handkerchief revealing blood, had Gilligan been sick for longer than he let on? "I am too weak to fight this battle, this is not a mantle you must wear though, if you feel your heart is not in it do not put that uniform on. Do not sentence yourself to a life of tragedy, wear that uniform only if you yourself feel it is in your meddle, your bones, put that uniform on if your heart is in it as much as your brain."

Arthur looked at the wad of stuff and decided to start trying it on. The wool was actually not itchy at all, and there he stood soon enough in the full uniform of a knight. "You have it on now?" Gilligan grinned with tears welling in his eyes, "I raised you too well, sadly I taught you to be a good man, perhaps too good of one," Arthur could hear his own voice in the distance declaring how he had gotten home from school, "you are a knightless squire, fight on, face the evils, and become a true knight, my boy." he seemed to have so much to say, "I love ya, you know that, right? I fear it sometimes." He wept now, "I was hard at times, others maybe too soft, I hid this from you for my hope was you never would know, but every bit of the monster I was, you can be a hero!" He smiled and dabbed at his own eyes, "I know I never said it enough, I am proud of you, and from beyond those gates above I can say this," Gilligan grinned almost impishly, that same smile Arthur wore as they both said it at the same time, "Give 'em Hell and nothing more." The recording ended with Arthur coming into the room, "Hey, what do you say tonight we go eat at the dinner? Jenny is working there tonight." Seeing Gilligan tearful he tried to see what was wrong and it ended there. This was recorded when Arthur was fifteen, just how long was Death coming for the old Knight?

Sir Gilligan Starboard, Knight of the Imperial Order of the Rising Star. Arthur looked to the mirror as he felt tears lining his face. He fell to his knees and cried for some time, the setting sun had fallen into night by the time he had cried himself out. What now? The disc of brass was now displaying several blips on some sort of radar, pressed the screen Arthur would find it detailing these princesses. They actually were all over the city, just maybe Gilligan did more than housework when Arthur was off to school.

"Alright, so I find these three and then I figure out how to defeat this empire." He looked to the mirror once more. "No lightsaber? Not even a cool outfit." He looked neat, but in a subtly stupid kind of way. The trousers had thing lines of metallic gold cord up the side while his large white coat was trimmed the same along the center beside the buttons. The gold looking metal guards on his arms and knees looked pretty cool though. Digging back through that massive plastic box Arthur would find a helmet, very Roman with a big white horse hair plume, though like a typical knight's helmet it had a flip up visor. He found the last thing every knight needed though, a sword. This one was pretty awesome. Long straight blade, it had a hand guard like a cutlass despite having a cross guard like a medieval sword. Upon the blade was etched Sir Gilligan Starboard.

Looking on the leather belt Arthur would find an old cartridge revolver. It actually looked a great deal like a Colt despite being gold colored instead of silver. Flipping the cylinder out he could see the rounds it fired were actually about the size of a rifle round. What was he going to be shooting with this, a bear?

Probably best to save the uniform for when it was needed, figuring that Arthur would remove it and lay it upon his bed. The sword was too much, that definitely broke some laws, did the gold colored revolver with ivory grips though? Probably not. Fastening the leather belt on over his jeans Arthur would glance back to the brass disc he left on the table, doing so seeing himself once more in the mirror. He looked like an old western lawman, what was missing? Realizing it he grabbed Gilligan's old cowboy hat off the hat rack, putting it on his head Arthur would grin, perfect. A modern day knight, the spurs on his boots jingling as he walked out the door following that compass in hand.

The princesses would know who they were right? The opposite had not quite seemed a possibility.

Liberties taken here, I have no idea what was envisioned for the uniform of these guys, but given that steampunk is like 1800's or so I figured old wool uniforms?

Didn't really give an age for the guy, don't really matter to me, I figure however long ago the war was, have him born round about the same time. Arthur is an orphan taken in by Gilligan, speculation why is fine, I have no real reason why, so you can assign your reasons for that. It will be interesting when the Empire hears that the traitor knight Sir Starboard is coming for them and they end up with this random boy.
"Sir Starboard," villain turns swivel chair around, "wait, who are you?"
"Sir Arthur Starboard, hear to-"
"He had a son?"
"Yes, I am his son."
"Where is the real one?"
"Dead, now will you-"
"Oh," that seems to depress the villain, "so you are the first generation of our kind to be born on Earth."
"No, I am human." Arthur pulls his revolver from the holster, "Time to end this!"
Okay, so bit 80's with the banter, kind of reminded me of Austin Powers though so I figured you guys might laugh

[Harbertia]

A Hero's Beginning?
So long ago there came a light in the black, one man willing to turn upon an evil empire and seek the path of just and right. A white knight to face the black, though these truths had been buried six feet under the ground twenty four hours ago.

Sitting here on the day after his mentor's death young Arthur was left feeling so out of it, the man had taken him in, been a friend and a companion when no others were; now though? He was left questioning who that man was.

At the bottom of this old plastic box he found a set of white wool clothes. A pair of pants, a vest, a button up blouse, a massive coat, black riding boots and a belt both made of very old leather, gloves, just what the Hell was all of this? Digging through this odd uniform Arthur would pluck it out as one entire unit and hold this massive bundle of the stuff. He was about to sit it on the couch when he saw in a floor mirror how the long coat looked held up to him, it almost looked like a civil war uniform. "Dude, Gilligan, you really were a nerd, you did civil war reenactments and never told me?" Among the massive bundle something would fall with a clank, immediately after Gilligan's voice would play and a hologram would show off the top of the brass colored disc.

"So you snooped around in things you ought not to have, my boy." Arthur picked up the disc carefully, his dearest friend there in perfect three dimensional picture, it almost hurt to see, he wished it could be real just one more time. "I don't blame you though, if you are in this box then chances are I am not around anymore." He paused, was Gilligan about to cry? "No, you're a good kid, you're here looking for answers."

"Long ago there was a great evil swallowing whole planets up, and we never thought once about it. We perpetuated the evil, because it was our right, we viewed all of Creation as being ours to take. We were civilizing the places we brutally massacred and pillaged for resources to further fuel our war machine." He looked down to his hands as he said that, his gaze sharply turned right to Arthur's though, "That uniform you find there is mine, the white symbolizing purity and honor, the gold means justice and grace. As I film this I fear that evil may return, I however," he coughed into his handkerchief revealing blood, had Gilligan been sick for longer than he let on? "I am too weak to fight this battle, this is not a mantle you must wear though, if you feel your heart is not in it do not put that uniform on. Do not sentence yourself to a life of tragedy, wear that uniform only if you yourself feel it is in your meddle, your bones, put that uniform on if your heart is in it as much as your brain."

Arthur looked at the wad of stuff and decided to start trying it on. The wool was actually not itchy at all, and there he stood soon enough in the full uniform of a knight. "You have it on now?" Gilligan grinned with tears welling in his eyes, "I raised you too well, sadly I taught you to be a good man, perhaps too good of one," Arthur could hear his own voice in the distance declaring how he had gotten home from school, "you are a knightless squire, fight on, face the evils, and become a true knight, my boy." he seemed to have so much to say, "I love ya, you know that, right? I fear it sometimes." He wept now, "I was hard at times, others maybe too soft, I hid this from you for my hope was you never would know, but every bit of the monster I was, you can be a hero!" He smiled and dabbed at his own eyes, "I know I never said it enough, I am proud of you, and from beyond those gates above I can say this," Gilligan grinned almost impishly, that same smile Arthur wore as they both said it at the same time, "Give 'em Hell and nothing more." The recording ended with Arthur coming into the room, "Hey, what do you say tonight we go eat at the dinner? Jenny is working there tonight." Seeing Gilligan tearful he tried to see what was wrong and it ended there. This was recorded when Arthur was fifteen, just how long was Death coming for the old Knight?

Sir Gilligan Starboard, Knight of the Imperial Order of the Rising Star. Arthur looked to the mirror as he felt tears lining his face. He fell to his knees and cried for some time, the setting sun had fallen into night by the time he had cried himself out. What now? The disc of brass was now displaying several blips on some sort of radar, pressed the screen Arthur would find it detailing these princesses. They actually were all over the city, just maybe Gilligan did more than housework when Arthur was off to school.

"Alright, so I find these three and then I figure out how to defeat this empire." He looked to the mirror once more. "No lightsaber? Not even a cool outfit." He looked neat, but in a subtly stupid kind of way. The trousers had thing lines of metallic gold cord up the side while his large white coat was trimmed the same along the center beside the buttons. The gold looking metal guards on his arms and knees looked pretty cool though. Digging back through that massive plastic box Arthur would find a helmet, very Roman with a big white horse hair plume, though like a typical knight's helmet it had a flip up visor. He found the last thing every knight needed though, a sword. This one was pretty awesome. Long straight blade, it had a hand guard like a cutlass despite having a cross guard like a medieval sword. Upon the blade was etched Sir Gilligan Starboard.

Looking on the leather belt Arthur would find an old cartridge revolver. It actually looked a great deal like a Colt despite being gold colored instead of silver. Flipping the cylinder out he could see the rounds it fired were actually about the size of a rifle round. What was he going to be shooting with this, a bear?

Probably best to save the uniform for when it was needed, figuring that Arthur would remove it and lay it upon his bed. The sword was too much, that definitely broke some laws, did the gold colored revolver with ivory grips though? Probably not. Fastening the leather belt on over his jeans Arthur would glance back to the brass disc he left on the table, doing so seeing himself once more in the mirror. He looked like an old western lawman, what was missing? Realizing it he grabbed Gilligan's old cowboy hat off the hat rack, putting it on his head Arthur would grin, perfect. A modern day knight, the spurs on his boots jingling as he walked out the door following that compass in hand.

The princesses would know who they were right? The opposite had not quite seemed a possibility.

Liberties taken here, I have no idea what was envisioned for the uniform of these guys, but given that steampunk is like 1800's or so I figured old wool uniforms?

Didn't really give an age for the guy, don't really matter to me, I figure however long ago the war was, have him born round about the same time. Arthur is an orphan taken in by Gilligan, speculation why is fine, I have no real reason why, so you can assign your reasons for that. It will be interesting when the Empire hears that the traitor knight Sir Starboard is coming for them and they end up with this random boy.
"Sir Starboard," villain turns swivel chair around, "wait, who are you?"
"Sir Arthur Starboard, hear to-"
"He had a son?"
"Yes, I am his son."
"Where is the real one?"
"Dead, now will you-"
"Oh," that seems to depress the villain, "so you are the first generation of our kind to be born on Earth."
"No, I am human." Arthur pulls his revolver from the holster, "Time to end this!"
Okay, so bit 80's with the banter, kind of reminded me of Austin Powers though so I figured you guys might laugh

Yeah it entertains I'll take a bit to think this over but I presently do not object.

[Rynagria]

A Hero's Beginning?
So long ago there came a light in the black, one man willing to turn upon an evil empire and seek the path of just and right. A white knight to face the black, though these truths had been buried six feet under the ground twenty four hours ago.

Sitting here on the day after his mentor's death young Arthur was left feeling so out of it, the man had taken him in, been a friend and a companion when no others were; now though? He was left questioning who that man was.

At the bottom of this old plastic box he found a set of white wool clothes. A pair of pants, a vest, a button up blouse, a massive coat, black riding boots and a belt both made of very old leather, gloves, just what the Hell was all of this? Digging through this odd uniform Arthur would pluck it out as one entire unit and hold this massive bundle of the stuff. He was about to sit it on the couch when he saw in a floor mirror how the long coat looked held up to him, it almost looked like a civil war uniform. "Dude, Gilligan, you really were a nerd, you did civil war reenactments and never told me?" Among the massive bundle something would fall with a clank, immediately after Gilligan's voice would play and a hologram would show off the top of the brass colored disc.

"So you snooped around in things you ought not to have, my boy." Arthur picked up the disc carefully, his dearest friend there in perfect three dimensional picture, it almost hurt to see, he wished it could be real just one more time. "I don't blame you though, if you are in this box then chances are I am not around anymore." He paused, was Gilligan about to cry? "No, you're a good kid, you're here looking for answers."

"Long ago there was a great evil swallowing whole planets up, and we never thought once about it. We perpetuated the evil, because it was our right, we viewed all of Creation as being ours to take. We were civilizing the places we brutally massacred and pillaged for resources to further fuel our war machine." He looked down to his hands as he said that, his gaze sharply turned right to Arthur's though, "That uniform you find there is mine, the white symbolizing purity and honor, the gold means justice and grace. As I film this I fear that evil may return, I however," he coughed into his handkerchief revealing blood, had Gilligan been sick for longer than he let on? "I am too weak to fight this battle, this is not a mantle you must wear though, if you feel your heart is not in it do not put that uniform on. Do not sentence yourself to a life of tragedy, wear that uniform only if you yourself feel it is in your meddle, your bones, put that uniform on if your heart is in it as much as your brain."

Arthur looked at the wad of stuff and decided to start trying it on. The wool was actually not itchy at all, and there he stood soon enough in the full uniform of a knight. "You have it on now?" Gilligan grinned with tears welling in his eyes, "I raised you too well, sadly I taught you to be a good man, perhaps too good of one," Arthur could hear his own voice in the distance declaring how he had gotten home from school, "you are a knightless squire, fight on, face the evils, and become a true knight, my boy." he seemed to have so much to say, "I love ya, you know that, right? I fear it sometimes." He wept now, "I was hard at times, others maybe too soft, I hid this from you for my hope was you never would know, but every bit of the monster I was, you can be a hero!" He smiled and dabbed at his own eyes, "I know I never said it enough, I am proud of you, and from beyond those gates above I can say this," Gilligan grinned almost impishly, that same smile Arthur wore as they both said it at the same time, "Give 'em Hell and nothing more." The recording ended with Arthur coming into the room, "Hey, what do you say tonight we go eat at the dinner? Jenny is working there tonight." Seeing Gilligan tearful he tried to see what was wrong and it ended there. This was recorded when Arthur was fifteen, just how long was Death coming for the old Knight?

Sir Gilligan Starboard, Knight of the Imperial Order of the Rising Star. Arthur looked to the mirror as he felt tears lining his face. He fell to his knees and cried for some time, the setting sun had fallen into night by the time he had cried himself out. What now? The disc of brass was now displaying several blips on some sort of radar, pressed the screen Arthur would find it detailing these princesses. They actually were all over the city, just maybe Gilligan did more than housework when Arthur was off to school.

"Alright, so I find these three and then I figure out how to defeat this empire." He looked to the mirror once more. "No lightsaber? Not even a cool outfit." He looked neat, but in a subtly stupid kind of way. The trousers had thing lines of metallic gold cord up the side while his large white coat was trimmed the same along the center beside the buttons. The gold looking metal guards on his arms and knees looked pretty cool though. Digging back through that massive plastic box Arthur would find a helmet, very Roman with a big white horse hair plume, though like a typical knight's helmet it had a flip up visor. He found the last thing every knight needed though, a sword. This one was pretty awesome. Long straight blade, it had a hand guard like a cutlass despite having a cross guard like a medieval sword. Upon the blade was etched Sir Gilligan Starboard.

Looking on the leather belt Arthur would find an old cartridge revolver. It actually looked a great deal like a Colt despite being gold colored instead of silver. Flipping the cylinder out he could see the rounds it fired were actually about the size of a rifle round. What was he going to be shooting with this, a bear?

Probably best to save the uniform for when it was needed, figuring that Arthur would remove it and lay it upon his bed. The sword was too much, that definitely broke some laws, did the gold colored revolver with ivory grips though? Probably not. Fastening the leather belt on over his jeans Arthur would glance back to the brass disc he left on the table, doing so seeing himself once more in the mirror. He looked like an old western lawman, what was missing? Realizing it he grabbed Gilligan's old cowboy hat off the hat rack, putting it on his head Arthur would grin, perfect. A modern day knight, the spurs on his boots jingling as he walked out the door following that compass in hand.

The princesses would know who they were right? The opposite had not quite seemed a possibility.

Liberties taken here, I have no idea what was envisioned for the uniform of these guys, but given that steampunk is like 1800's or so I figured old wool uniforms?

Didn't really give an age for the guy, don't really matter to me, I figure however long ago the war was, have him born round about the same time. Arthur is an orphan taken in by Gilligan, speculation why is fine, I have no real reason why, so you can assign your reasons for that. It will be interesting when the Empire hears that the traitor knight Sir Starboard is coming for them and they end up with this random boy.
"Sir Starboard," villain turns swivel chair around, "wait, who are you?"
"Sir Arthur Starboard, hear to-"
"He had a son?"
"Yes, I am his son."
"Where is the real one?"
"Dead, now will you-"
"Oh," that seems to depress the villain, "so you are the first generation of our kind to be born on Earth."
"No, I am human." Arthur pulls his revolver from the holster, "Time to end this!"
Okay, so bit 80's with the banter, kind of reminded me of Austin Powers though so I figured you guys might laugh

Yeah it entertains I'll take a bit to think this over but I presently do not object.

I have no objections as well.

I would also say more on the matter, but I’m preoccupied at the moment of creating an OOC post for and RP I thought about in the spur of a moment. My apologies.

[Harbertia]

Yeah it entertains I'll take a bit to think this over but I presently do not object.

I have no objections as well.

I would also say more on the matter, but I’m preoccupied at the moment of creating an OOC post for and RP I thought about in the spur of a moment. My apologies.

I'm interested in seeing your work. Bing and I have been working on character design now that we have an understanding of the protagonist.

Edit: It'll likely get used thus allowing us a quicker start of the RP.

[Harbertia]

So been going through some old Gamma World Ideas (right now the most active RP I'm in is the Gamma World one).

I still want to see the OOC Ryn has and to do the Sister Princesses RP.

I simply feel like sharing GW concepts.

This advert for an RP that didn't launch;

GAMMA WORLD: Auzeeland

The Bonapartist Empire has expanded to all four corners of the globe. While it's domination is not complete the Empire never the less stands as one of the largest. Even in former Australia they have holdings- a penal colony holding the lesser of the Empires criminal population. The tax evaders, swindlers, and petty felons sent to Auzeeland labor to provide food and musket for the Empire with promise of citizenship in this newly rediscovered land.

The natives of former Australia are understandably weary of the Empire's presence. The Restorationists of this region have been hard at work to rebuild the nation, and various self proclaimed principalities have sprung up. The most impressive being Queenzland, claiming a southern portion of the former Queensland province, which considers it's self the true Royal presence on the island continent. Lesser claims come from the Zoners, an Austrialian faction of clannish outbackers who resist restorationist efforts and hold to their decentralized vastly independent life styles. Though even they admit that the Red Death, which inhabits the inner deserts of this land, require a united front to combat. They prefer their seasonal confederations over the federal system.

You are a recent colonial of Auzeeland- and things are about to get heated.

WHAT TO EXPECT;
>THE LAND DOWN UNDER! Explore the ruins of Australia and the vast outback.
>FREEDOM OVER SECURITY With events that quickly unfold your free of the colony, but now in a strange land of danger. Will you cling to a faction, linger with the locals, return to the colony, or set out on your own escapades.
>FEAR THE FRILL Australia has many dangers, the least of which being the radiation of the urban locals. Mutant Frill Lizards and Gamma Grass far exceed those in hazard.

Eden of the Deep is an RP that proposes the prospect that members of the Sub-Aqua Marine United Research Initiative post Social Wars survived in underwater facilities and that one such settlement began modifying people to have gills, webbed hands, etc. The RP however wasn't going to be focused on them but something very different.

With a bit of Steampunk elements the RP would have focused on a failed Bonapartist expedition where in all the Mutant Animals have been killed leaving only the Human subordinants who now must escape a twisting labyrinth of an underwater facility and return to the submarine all while being hunted by ancient robots, hindered by aged security systems, and being hunted by semi-aguatic tribals who view them as alien invaders (or possibly seek to infect/convert them to be of an alike species.



An idea is that if they do manage to escape they could return to the Empire, and give a report or- they could keep the sub and become something of their own- free at last from Mutant Animal rule.

I was also thinking in the long term that perhaps a character who survives sires or births in latter life a being like those tribals- that such would be interesting to explore- knowing where their traits come from.