Skaisia is an alternate world, where there is no ground, and the only Earth is on small floating islands.
Story thus far
Ever since a apocalyptic event, know only as "The Rend", the whole world has be nothing but air. Luckily it also decreased the gravity to almost nothing. Humans survived by Floating around for years on old planes, buildings or choppers. Somehow, the ecosystems eventually adapted, creating a new type of tree, know as Sky Oak, which floats in the air. Now, humans have managed to create ships made of the floating Sky Oak, and powered by burning it. The Sky Oak grows dirt and minerals, such as iron and copper, around its roots, so most are found on there own, self created floating islands. Sometimes, whole forest are found, which make the finder very rich.
Since the collapse of society, two Factions are fighting for control of the world.
You are a soldier on a military ship.
Factions
Please keep the factions even!!! Check before you make a app, that one is not overpowering the other!!!!
Society for Reformation of Civilization (S.R.C.)
What could usually be called the "Good" side. However, people who openly criticize them tend to disappear. Their base of operations is the floating island city of Skasion. They believe That "The Rend" was punishment from god for man's sins. The player's ship is called The Olympus. Its huge, has 20 cannons, 5 MGs, and old pre-rend SAM missiles.
The Skaisian People's Republic. S.P.R.
The smaller faction continues to be nothing but a thorn in the side of the S.R.C. They are more of a terrorist force than an actual Faction. Their base of operations is the steam powered city of Clanker. Their capital has the ability to move to escape from the attacks of the S.R.C. Innocents tend to be hurt in their attacks, so most people are afraid of them. The Player's Ship is called The Metal Spider. Its a smaller, faster ship, good for hit and runs. It has 10 cannons, 9 MGs and carries 3 Helicopters
Pirates
If you like, you can be a pirate. They work for neither side, and loot other ships. If you make yourself a pirate, your ship has a max of five crew members. They cannot be overpowered, as they don't have the resources that the SRC and the SPR have. They don't have choppers! They can only have 4 heavy weapons. (MGs, cannons ect)
Character
Just fill out this form and post on this thread.
Name:
Items: (What is your character holding or carrying.)
Gender: (M or F)
Age: (Duh)
Appearance: (a brief description of there appearance. Include Hair style & color, clothes, nationality,
Personality: ( a brief description of there personality. e.g. are they mean, happy, cold??)
Faction: (SRC? SPR? pirate?
Postion: (What is your job on the ship? or if your a pirate, describe your ship)
Bio: (A fair length please)
Notes: If you read the rules put cherrypops!
Positions
Me: Me. You will never be as awesome. I can give all the commanders missions to do
Commander: There will be one commander for each Faction. They control where the ship goes, and make missions for them and their crew. I will chose.
Chopper pilot: Only SPR. and also only three. I'm one. First come first server for the other two
Medic: A doctor, very important.
Marksman: As the name suggests...
Heavy weapons: Works the MGs, cannons and any other artillery.
Mechanic: As the name suggests...
Worker: Does the grunt work
If you're a pirate, please don't have a super large ship or crew. Also describe your ship... Is it fast? Strong?
Rules
This is set in the future, but there are no personal firearms, (The kick alone would send you flying from the ship) magic or jets. All the ships are propeller/steam powered. You can be a pirate, or you can be part of one of the factions. There are only humans, no angel, elves or anything else. No completely destroying any towns/cities. ("Sinking" them) There are cannons and machine guns mounted on ships. Basic load outs are some thing like a sword or a bow.
Basic RP rules apply
-No God
-No killing people (Without their permission)
-You can be killed, just send me a new app
-No controlling other people. e.g. Tom punched Row in the face, killing her instantly. Try Tom attempted to punch Row in the face.
-NO OVERPOWER!!
-Swearing is fine
-First person please
-You can create any NPCs you like
-ect ect.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. All crew to battle stations. This is not a drill. Repeat. All crew to battle stations. "Mphm? What the hell?" I fell out of my bunk, onto the floor. "****." BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. All crew to battle stations.
"Oh Crap!" I stood up, Pulled on my flight jacket and goggles, and sprinted out of my room. On the way to the hanger, I saw people in the corridors everywhere. I stopped by a soldier.
"Private, whats going on?" I asked? "Sir, They've spotted a SRC warship!" He replied. "It wasn't the Olympus, was it?" I questioned? "I don't know sir" "Ok, dismissed". The private saluted, then ran down the halls, to the Firing Decks. I pressed forwards. Finally, I reached the Hanger. It was a large room, filled with 3 pre-Rend choppers, all converted to Sky Oak burning. Mine was the one in the center, painted a bright blue, it stuck out from the dark brown of the room. As I walked up, my gunner fell into step beside me.
"Hey Amy." I said. "Any idea who it is?"
"Yeah," she replied. "Its a frigate, called the GS Bolt. The commander wants us to capture it."
"Damn. Its easier just to sink em."
"Tell me about it" she replied. "We're gonna be dropping a squad of marksmen on the prow of it."
We reached the chopper. I jumped into the pilot seat, and Amy sat beside me, with her old M60 MG. The bay doors began to open, blinding us with the sudden sunlight. I started to spin up the blades.
"Ready?" I asked?
"Sure" She replied.
"Lets go then!" I moved the stick forwards, and the chopper flew out into the open sky. It was beautiful. I turned the nose upwards, and we headed to the Firing Decks, where our squad was waiting for us.
Name: Flight sgt. Shar (Rowin Shar)
Items: Bow, Arrows, Machete, Some money, Standard Issue Combat Knife
Gender: F
Age: 21
Appearance: 5" 8" fairly muscular (not ripped). Long black hair. of asian descent. wears a black leather jacket, jeans and soft souled shoes
Personality: Tends to be a fairly friendly & happy person. Always nice to newcomers.
Faction: SPR
Postion: Chopper Pilot
Name: Kieran Deyder
Items: Sword, handmade bow (lucky bow), arrows
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Appearance: Quite tall and strong, Dark brown spiked hair, Welsh
Personality: Sometimes happy, but very short tempered.
Faction: SPR (Or pirate, i might like a bit more description about that)
Postion: Heavy weapons
Name: Ron Lohop
Items: Switchblade knife, Some money, Machete
Gender: M
Age: 26
Appearance: Medium sized 5'8, Light brown hair, Medium length, Halfway spiked, Light blue eyes, Decently strong, Wears a black ripped jacket, A sort of white shirt under it, Black jeens, Black boots.
Personality: Ron is normally in a bad mood, He is impatient, He hates strangers, He normally kills everyone that comes aboard with no permission
Faction: Pirate
Position: Medium sized black ship, With gold Streaks on it, It is flat at the top, It has rockets at the end to keep it moving, It has a sort of rounded bottom, It has 2 cannons each on one side, It has an MG nest on the top and it has a bombing mechanism at the bottom.
Name: Dr.Pfleming
Items: A few injection needles, some bottles of rather questionable fluids and a package of painkillers
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Pfleming is a long, quite pale person, with short brown hair, which has some red stains around here and there. His face has a small scar above his left eye. His eyes are asian like, inerhited from his father, as well as their brown colour. His nose is a bit smaller than usual, and his chin is sturdy. He wears a torn lab coat, which is suprisingly heavy (could it be the makeshift armour plating on the inside?), a light blue T-shirt, two pairs of jeans on top of each other, and black safety shoes. He has no nationality, because both of his parents were exiled from their homes, and Pfleming cannot stay anywhere for too long. That'd cause a fuss.
Personality: Pfleming is not really as cold as is thought, but being as rational thinker as he is, people often mistake him for one.
Faction: Pirate
Name:Erida
Items: Her wields are of standard for a commander: 2 small swords, a megaphone (pre rend), some cash, a copper-rope lasso and her lucky handmade useless machine (you know those ones that are made to turn themselves of when they are turned on)
Gender: F
Age: 26
Appearance: She wears a brown fur coat and black pants. her pinkish-brown hair is tied up in two pigtails. She has quite pale skin and is very short. she also has a very British-looking face, mostly because she is British.
Personality: She stays calm all the time, even in the most intense situations. This makes her a very good commander. She is also quite modest
Faction: SRC
Postion: Commander
The chopper began to make its way quickly up the side of the Spider, and up to the firing decks. We landed on a helipad that had been built near the rear end. A small group of marksmen were waiting beside it, and climbed in as soon as we landed. The commander, a man I knew as James leaned his head into the front cabin.
"I'm assuming that you know to plan?" He asked.
"All I know is that we're supposed to drop you guys of on the prow." I replied.
"Yep, then you guys gotta provide close air support, until we get into the hull." He said
"Ok, That we can do. Buckle up boys!" I said to the soldiers in the back. The chopper lifted effortlessly into the air. I tilted it forwards, and we were of, in the direction of the huge floating shape of the GS Bolt. I doubted that they had any choppers, if they did, they probably would of launched them already.
This was gonna be easy!
As we started to cover the huge distance between the ships, James began briefing me on what exactly he needed me and Amy to do.
"After you drop us off, go over to the port side of her, theres a MG nest on the lower deck that can pose a threat to both of us. Take it out." I looked at Amy. She nodded.
"Ok, what next?" I asked.
"Well, just see how many of their soldiers you can get, just to help us on through. Be careful though, our scouts saw two cannons that could pose a threat to you guys. They wont hurt us, because we're on the ship, and don't want to damage it. However, they wont hesitate to shoot you from the sky.
"Ok, you be care-" BOOM! A large black shape flew across the front of the chopper.
"****!" I swore. They're in range! Boom! Boom! The cannons kept on firing, then i realized that not all of the shots where meant for us.
"Ohh, they're firing at the Spider!" ((with close to no gravity, cannons can cover miles)) That was a relief.
"Ok Amy, Open fire!" The THUD THUD THUD of her M60 erupted from beside me, killing three men almost instantly.
"Right there!" James shouted in my ear, pointing to an empty space on the prow of the ship. I swung around the tail, and headed towards it. Suddenly I heard another BOOM, this time from right beside us. I looked hard, and saw a 40mm auto grenade launcher nestled up, on the side of the main cabin.
"There!" I said , pointing. I heard James yelling at his men to attack it. Amy went to town with her MG, and almost as quickly as it had started, the firing stopped.
We were right above the drop site, about 20 meters up
"Go, go go!" The marksmen jumped out, and floated down, shooting their bows as they went. ((more benefits of low gravity))
"Ok, its just you and me now, Amy." I said. BAM BAM BAM BAM! I saw the MG that James had been talking about, firing away at the descending troopers. They were sitting ducks while they were in the air.
"I see it!" she yelled, and opened fire! The nest was ripped up like paper. Great. The men had hit the ground and were fighting the SRC troopers, using bows, swords and knives. I held us in place until they had fought their way to the hatch to the hold, then jerked the joystick around, and backed away from the ship. Once we were facing the other way, Amy stopped firing.
"Mission accomplished I guess..." I said smiling.
"Yep!" she responded
"Lets get back to the ship, and see what else need to happen."
Appearance: Medium sized 5'8, Light brown hair, Medium length, Halfway spiked, Light blue eyes, Decently strong, Wears a black ripped jacket, A sort of white shirt under it, Black jeens, Black boots.
Personality: Ron is normally in a bad mood, He is impatient, He hates strangers, He normally kills everyone that comes aboard with no permission
Faction: Pirate
Position: Medium sized black ship, With gold Streaks on it, It is flat at the top, It has rockets at the end to keep it moving, It has a sort of rounded bottom, It has 2 cannons each on one side, It has an MG nest on the top and it has a bombing mechanism at the bottom.
Bio: Ron was born to a poor family, They lived on a small floating land, Ron ran happily throughout their land, One day while playing, Ron looked at his house, There was a pirate ship there, Pirates were looting the house, Some pirates saw Ron, Ron ran as fast as he could, He hid in a tree, The looked all around, One finally spotted him, They kidnapped him, They killed his parents, They burned his house, They trained him throughout the years, He exceeded in being a pirate, He was the "First mate" Of the captain, When the captain died, He left Ron in charge, Then was Ron the captain of the vessel, He then set out on his adventures.
Appearance: Medium sized 5'8, Light brown hair, Medium length, Halfway spiked, Light blue eyes, Decently strong, Wears a black ripped jacket, A sort of white shirt under it, Black jeens, Black boots.
Personality: Ron is normally in a bad mood, He is impatient, He hates strangers, He normally kills everyone that comes aboard with no permission
Faction: Pirate
Position: Medium sized black ship, With gold Streaks on it, It is flat at the top, It has rockets at the end to keep it moving, It has a sort of rounded bottom, It has 2 cannons each on one side, It has an MG nest on the top and it has a bombing mechanism at the bottom.
Bio: Ron was born to a poor family, They lived on a small floating land, Ron ran happily throughout their land, One day while playing, Ron looked at his house, There was a pirate ship there, Pirates were looting the house, Some pirates saw Ron, Ron ran as fast as he could, He hid in a tree, The looked all around, One finally spotted him, They kidnapped him, They killed his parents, They burned his house, They trained him throughout the years, He exceeded in being a pirate, He was the "First mate" Of the captain, When the captain died, He left Ron in charge, Then was Ron the captain of the vessel, He then set out on his adventures.
Ron and his ship mates were flying through the sky, They spotted something in the distance, More pirates, A pirate walked in Ron's private quarters, "Captain! We found another ship!" He said to Ron, Ron got up and walked out with him, "Where?" He asked, "Over there!" The pirate pointed, "Prepare to board their ship!" Ron yelled to the pirates, They grabbed their machetes and guns, One on the Mg ontop and 2 readied to cannons.
Items: A few injection needles, some bottles of rather questionable fluids and a package of painkillers
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Pfleming is a long, quite pale person, with short brown hair, which has some red stains around here and there. His face has a small scar above his left eye. His eyes are asian like, inerhited from his father, as well as their brown colour. His nose is a bit smaller than usual, and his chin is sturdy. He wears a torn lab coat, which is suprisingly heavy (could it be the makeshift armour plating on the inside?), a light blue T-shirt, two pairs of jeans on top of each other, and black safety shoes. He has no nationality, because both of his parents were exiled from their homes, and Pfleming cannot stay anywhere for too long. That'd cause a fuss.
Name:Erida
Items: Her wields are of standard for a commander: 2 small swords, a megaphone (pre rend), some cash, a copper-rope lasso and her lucky handmade useless machine (you know those ones that are made to turn themselves of when they are turned on)
Gender: F
Age: 26
Appearance: She wears a brown fur coat and black pants. her pinkish-brown hair is tied up in two pigtails. She has quite pale skin and is very short. she also has a very British-looking face, mostly because she is British.
Cool, both of ya are in. And Erida, you have been acccepted for commander. feel free to start posting
(( that doesnt make any sense. They have ships, but not guns?))
((In a close to zero Gravity environment, the recoil would knock you off the ship. However, they do have machine guns and cannons mounted on the ships...))
They boarded the ship, "Kill them all!" Ron shouted, Him and another man were onboard killing the other pirates, Ron's ship blew up their cannons, The MG was killing alot of pirates, They finally won, They looted the ship, He had lost a shipmate, They went off again flying through the air.
The spider slowly drifted into the docks. I watched as ten men on each side jumped over the edges, and began tieing the ship to the posts on the dock. The smell of smoke, unwashed bodies and engine grease slowly floated over me. I remembered talking to Trap last night, and him telling me that we would be arriving in clanked today. It was a pleasant surprise to most of the crew, as they would be able to drink, gamble and see their family. The commander had said the reason for the stop was to gain some crew members, ((wish somemore people would join the crew)) but Trap had told me that the real reason was to get some new tech. A scouting ship had come across a old army base, and looted some new guns, and some holo sights for the MGs. Trap had told me he would see if he could grap one for the sights for Amy. Anyways, back to the city. Clanker was truly a wonder. It was a multiple-level city of floating sky oak platforms that extended for miles. I had no idea where I was gonna go, as I had no.. Wait, I think I'll go see the old gang. Maybe snatch em a few daggers or bows from the armory. Yeah, that sounds like an idea. I walked down the gangplank onto the dock, and into the busy smelly city of Clanker.
((This is a freeform rp. The characters are all themselves. They don't have to meet each other. Hell, the two ships don't even have to fight/meet. Each character is the main character. (this is a response to a question) The metal spider will be in Clanker for a few days. Also, forgive any spelling mistakes... ****ing auto correct!! :sad.gif: ))
A pirate named John ran in the room, "Captain! we just spotted a ship headed our way!" He yelled, "Show me where John." Ron said, He grabbed his Machete and stuck his switchblade in his pocket, He walked out and looked around, "where?" Ron asked, "We just saw it captain!" He said as they heard a roaring sound, "What was that?!" Ron yelled, Another pirate named Jerry ran up, "Captain there was another ship! Should we ready to fight?!" He asked, "Everyone stop loading the loot!" Ron yelled, "Ready to fight, Keep in range with this ship, We aren't done looting it!" He yelled.
I walked down the cramped street constantly looking over my shoulder, to check if i was being followed. If anyone saw me with the amount of weaponry I was carrying, I would be screwed. I had took almost a dozen daggers, and two bundles of arrows from the armoury on the ship. I was breaking about every law in the book. Oh well... finally, I saw the brick wall with the large mural on it that marked the entrance. I looked around one last time, then knocked three times on the brick in the centre. Knock knock knock. I heard some scuffling on the other side of the wall, then the brick popped out. I saw an eye staring through at me.
"Whatcha want?" The voice snarled.
"Tell Jack that Rowin is here to see 'im." I replied. The hole was filled again, and i was alone again. I waited for a few minutes before the it opened up again.
"Ow. ow ow..." the voice said.
"Wha-" I asked.
"Never mind, get in." A huge portion of the wall opened up, and I walked through. A boy sat on a box on the other side. He looked up at me.
"He fickin hit me. Told me ah soulda let cha in." Oh. Yep, thats Jack. I apologized, then walked in the direction that he pointed me in, up a ramp, and into a small hut nestled in between two support beams. It was dark inside, except for a few candles. A huge dark shape was sitting at a table in the middle of the room. As I entered, the shape stood up, till it was over seven ft tall.
"ROWWIIINN!" it bellowed, and enveloped me in a huge bear hug.
"Hey Jack!" I said. "I gotcha some gifts." His huge face lit up as I showed him the bag with the daggers.
"Thanks Ro!"
We sat and talked for a while about the old times when I lived in Clanker, and was part of his gang. He offered me a place to stay for the night. I accepted.
"We have some rope, Or you could use the lift we have, I floats up but only lasts for about a minute." Ron answered, They took him up, They put him on the lift, It pulled him up.
"Hmm." Ron said walking around <What do we have to give for payment?> He thought to himself, He turned around, "We will give you half of what we got out of the ship!" He said looking at the captain.
Name: Rick
Items: A very old CD with no purpose. It has been passed down for many generations.
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: A slight tan. Black, slick hair, bright blue eyes, and a "perfect" nose.
Personality: Kind, but loses temper sometimes.
Faction: Pirate
Postion: Marksman, ship is half of a hotel with the generators as engines.
Bio: I grew up on the floating Las Vegas ARIA Resort. My whole family was on vacation there, but some fell off when half of the hotel collapsed and fell into oblivion. Throught the many generations my family lived, and I was born right when Sky Oaks were discovered. Now our ARIA Resort has been turned into a ship and we are pirates.
Notes: Cherrypops
Welcome to Skaisia
Skaisia is an alternate world, where there is no ground, and the only Earth is on small floating islands.
Story thus far
Ever since a apocalyptic event, know only as "The Rend", the whole world has be nothing but air. Luckily it also decreased the gravity to almost nothing. Humans survived by Floating around for years on old planes, buildings or choppers. Somehow, the ecosystems eventually adapted, creating a new type of tree, know as Sky Oak, which floats in the air. Now, humans have managed to create ships made of the floating Sky Oak, and powered by burning it. The Sky Oak grows dirt and minerals, such as iron and copper, around its roots, so most are found on there own, self created floating islands. Sometimes, whole forest are found, which make the finder very rich.
Since the collapse of society, two Factions are fighting for control of the world.
You are a soldier on a military ship.
Factions
Please keep the factions even!!! Check before you make a app, that one is not overpowering the other!!!!
Society for Reformation of Civilization (S.R.C.)
What could usually be called the "Good" side. However, people who openly criticize them tend to disappear. Their base of operations is the floating island city of Skasion. They believe That "The Rend" was punishment from god for man's sins. The player's ship is called The Olympus. Its huge, has 20 cannons, 5 MGs, and old pre-rend SAM missiles.
The Skaisian People's Republic. S.P.R.
The smaller faction continues to be nothing but a thorn in the side of the S.R.C. They are more of a terrorist force than an actual Faction. Their base of operations is the steam powered city of Clanker. Their capital has the ability to move to escape from the attacks of the S.R.C. Innocents tend to be hurt in their attacks, so most people are afraid of them. The Player's Ship is called The Metal Spider. Its a smaller, faster ship, good for hit and runs. It has 10 cannons, 9 MGs and carries 3 Helicopters
Pirates
If you like, you can be a pirate. They work for neither side, and loot other ships. If you make yourself a pirate, your ship has a max of five crew members. They cannot be overpowered, as they don't have the resources that the SRC and the SPR have. They don't have choppers! They can only have 4 heavy weapons. (MGs, cannons ect)
Character
Just fill out this form and post on this thread.
Name:
Items: (What is your character holding or carrying.)
Gender: (M or F)
Age: (Duh)
Appearance: (a brief description of there appearance. Include Hair style & color, clothes, nationality,
Personality: ( a brief description of there personality. e.g. are they mean, happy, cold??)
Faction: (SRC? SPR? pirate?
Postion: (What is your job on the ship? or if your a pirate, describe your ship)
Bio: (A fair length please)
Notes: If you read the rules put cherrypops!
Positions
Me: Me. You will never be as awesome. I can give all the commanders missions to do
Commander: There will be one commander for each Faction. They control where the ship goes, and make missions for them and their crew. I will chose.
Chopper pilot: Only SPR. and also only three. I'm one. First come first server for the other two
Medic: A doctor, very important.
Marksman: As the name suggests...
Heavy weapons: Works the MGs, cannons and any other artillery.
Mechanic: As the name suggests...
Worker: Does the grunt work
If you're a pirate, please don't have a super large ship or crew. Also describe your ship... Is it fast? Strong?
Rules
This is set in the future, but there are no personal firearms, (The kick alone would send you flying from the ship) magic or jets. All the ships are propeller/steam powered. You can be a pirate, or you can be part of one of the factions. There are only humans, no angel, elves or anything else. No completely destroying any towns/cities. ("Sinking" them) There are cannons and machine guns mounted on ships. Basic load outs are some thing like a sword or a bow.
Basic RP rules apply
-No God
-No killing people (Without their permission)
-You can be killed, just send me a new app
-No controlling other people. e.g. Tom punched Row in the face, killing her instantly. Try Tom attempted to punch Row in the face.
-NO OVERPOWER!!
-Swearing is fine
-First person please
-You can create any NPCs you like
-ect ect.
Have a great RP!
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Start.
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. All crew to battle stations. This is not a drill. Repeat. All crew to battle stations. "Mphm? What the hell?" I fell out of my bunk, onto the floor. "****." BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. All crew to battle stations.
"Oh Crap!" I stood up, Pulled on my flight jacket and goggles, and sprinted out of my room. On the way to the hanger, I saw people in the corridors everywhere. I stopped by a soldier.
"Private, whats going on?" I asked? "Sir, They've spotted a SRC warship!" He replied. "It wasn't the Olympus, was it?" I questioned? "I don't know sir" "Ok, dismissed". The private saluted, then ran down the halls, to the Firing Decks. I pressed forwards. Finally, I reached the Hanger. It was a large room, filled with 3 pre-Rend choppers, all converted to Sky Oak burning. Mine was the one in the center, painted a bright blue, it stuck out from the dark brown of the room. As I walked up, my gunner fell into step beside me.
"Hey Amy." I said. "Any idea who it is?"
"Yeah," she replied. "Its a frigate, called the GS Bolt. The commander wants us to capture it."
"Damn. Its easier just to sink em."
"Tell me about it" she replied. "We're gonna be dropping a squad of marksmen on the prow of it."
We reached the chopper. I jumped into the pilot seat, and Amy sat beside me, with her old M60 MG. The bay doors began to open, blinding us with the sudden sunlight. I started to spin up the blades.
"Ready?" I asked?
"Sure" She replied.
"Lets go then!" I moved the stick forwards, and the chopper flew out into the open sky. It was beautiful. I turned the nose upwards, and we headed to the Firing Decks, where our squad was waiting for us.
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Name: Flight sgt. Shar (Rowin Shar)
Items: Bow, Arrows, Machete, Some money, Standard Issue Combat Knife
Gender: F
Age: 21
Appearance: 5" 8" fairly muscular (not ripped). Long black hair. of asian descent. wears a black leather jacket, jeans and soft souled shoes
Personality: Tends to be a fairly friendly & happy person. Always nice to newcomers.
Faction: SPR
Postion: Chopper Pilot
Name: Kieran Deyder
Items: Sword, handmade bow (lucky bow), arrows
Gender: Male
Age: 29
Appearance: Quite tall and strong, Dark brown spiked hair, Welsh
Personality: Sometimes happy, but very short tempered.
Faction: SPR (Or pirate, i might like a bit more description about that)
Postion: Heavy weapons
Name: Ron Lohop
Items: Switchblade knife, Some money, Machete
Gender: M
Age: 26
Appearance: Medium sized 5'8, Light brown hair, Medium length, Halfway spiked, Light blue eyes, Decently strong, Wears a black ripped jacket, A sort of white shirt under it, Black jeens, Black boots.
Personality: Ron is normally in a bad mood, He is impatient, He hates strangers, He normally kills everyone that comes aboard with no permission
Faction: Pirate
Position: Medium sized black ship, With gold Streaks on it, It is flat at the top, It has rockets at the end to keep it moving, It has a sort of rounded bottom, It has 2 cannons each on one side, It has an MG nest on the top and it has a bombing mechanism at the bottom.
Name: Dr.Pfleming
Items: A few injection needles, some bottles of rather questionable fluids and a package of painkillers
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Appearance: Pfleming is a long, quite pale person, with short brown hair, which has some red stains around here and there. His face has a small scar above his left eye. His eyes are asian like, inerhited from his father, as well as their brown colour. His nose is a bit smaller than usual, and his chin is sturdy. He wears a torn lab coat, which is suprisingly heavy (could it be the makeshift armour plating on the inside?), a light blue T-shirt, two pairs of jeans on top of each other, and black safety shoes. He has no nationality, because both of his parents were exiled from their homes, and Pfleming cannot stay anywhere for too long. That'd cause a fuss.
Personality: Pfleming is not really as cold as is thought, but being as rational thinker as he is, people often mistake him for one.
Faction: Pirate
Name:Erida
Items: Her wields are of standard for a commander: 2 small swords, a megaphone (pre rend), some cash, a copper-rope lasso and her lucky handmade useless machine (you know those ones that are made to turn themselves of when they are turned on)
Gender: F
Age: 26
Appearance: She wears a brown fur coat and black pants. her pinkish-brown hair is tied up in two pigtails. She has quite pale skin and is very short. she also has a very British-looking face, mostly because she is British.
Personality: She stays calm all the time, even in the most intense situations. This makes her a very good commander. She is also quite modest
Faction: SRC
Postion: Commander
"I'm assuming that you know to plan?" He asked.
"All I know is that we're supposed to drop you guys of on the prow." I replied.
"Yep, then you guys gotta provide close air support, until we get into the hull." He said
"Ok, That we can do. Buckle up boys!" I said to the soldiers in the back. The chopper lifted effortlessly into the air. I tilted it forwards, and we were of, in the direction of the huge floating shape of the GS Bolt. I doubted that they had any choppers, if they did, they probably would of launched them already.
This was gonna be easy!
"After you drop us off, go over to the port side of her, theres a MG nest on the lower deck that can pose a threat to both of us. Take it out." I looked at Amy. She nodded.
"Ok, what next?" I asked.
"Well, just see how many of their soldiers you can get, just to help us on through. Be careful though, our scouts saw two cannons that could pose a threat to you guys. They wont hurt us, because we're on the ship, and don't want to damage it. However, they wont hesitate to shoot you from the sky.
"Ok, you be care-" BOOM! A large black shape flew across the front of the chopper.
"****!" I swore. They're in range! Boom! Boom! The cannons kept on firing, then i realized that not all of the shots where meant for us.
"Ohh, they're firing at the Spider!" ((with close to no gravity, cannons can cover miles)) That was a relief.
"Ok Amy, Open fire!" The THUD THUD THUD of her M60 erupted from beside me, killing three men almost instantly.
"Right there!" James shouted in my ear, pointing to an empty space on the prow of the ship. I swung around the tail, and headed towards it. Suddenly I heard another BOOM, this time from right beside us. I looked hard, and saw a 40mm auto grenade launcher nestled up, on the side of the main cabin.
"There!" I said , pointing. I heard James yelling at his men to attack it. Amy went to town with her MG, and almost as quickly as it had started, the firing stopped.
We were right above the drop site, about 20 meters up
"Go, go go!" The marksmen jumped out, and floated down, shooting their bows as they went. ((more benefits of low gravity))
"Ok, its just you and me now, Amy." I said. BAM BAM BAM BAM! I saw the MG that James had been talking about, firing away at the descending troopers. They were sitting ducks while they were in the air.
"I see it!" she yelled, and opened fire! The nest was ripped up like paper. Great. The men had hit the ground and were fighting the SRC troopers, using bows, swords and knives. I held us in place until they had fought their way to the hatch to the hold, then jerked the joystick around, and backed away from the ship. Once we were facing the other way, Amy stopped firing.
"Mission accomplished I guess..." I said smiling.
"Yep!" she responded
"Lets get back to the ship, and see what else need to happen."
Items: Switchblade knife, Some money, Machete
Gender: M
Age: 26
Appearance: Medium sized 5'8, Light brown hair, Medium length, Halfway spiked, Light blue eyes, Decently strong, Wears a black ripped jacket, A sort of white shirt under it, Black jeens, Black boots.
Personality: Ron is normally in a bad mood, He is impatient, He hates strangers, He normally kills everyone that comes aboard with no permission
Faction: Pirate
Position: Medium sized black ship, With gold Streaks on it, It is flat at the top, It has rockets at the end to keep it moving, It has a sort of rounded bottom, It has 2 cannons each on one side, It has an MG nest on the top and it has a bombing mechanism at the bottom.
Bio: Ron was born to a poor family, They lived on a small floating land, Ron ran happily throughout their land, One day while playing, Ron looked at his house, There was a pirate ship there, Pirates were looting the house, Some pirates saw Ron, Ron ran as fast as he could, He hid in a tree, The looked all around, One finally spotted him, They kidnapped him, They killed his parents, They burned his house, They trained him throughout the years, He exceeded in being a pirate, He was the "First mate" Of the captain, When the captain died, He left Ron in charge, Then was Ron the captain of the vessel, He then set out on his adventures.
Cherrypops
Cool, youre in!
Cool, both of ya are in. And Erida, you have been acccepted for commander. feel free to start posting
(( that doesnt make any sense. They have ships, but not guns?))
((In a close to zero Gravity environment, the recoil would knock you off the ship. However, they do have machine guns and cannons mounted on the ships...))
((This is a freeform rp. The characters are all themselves. They don't have to meet each other. Hell, the two ships don't even have to fight/meet. Each character is the main character. (this is a response to a question) The metal spider will be in Clanker for a few days. Also, forgive any spelling mistakes... ****ing auto correct!! :sad.gif: ))
"Whatcha want?" The voice snarled.
"Tell Jack that Rowin is here to see 'im." I replied. The hole was filled again, and i was alone again. I waited for a few minutes before the it opened up again.
"Ow. ow ow..." the voice said.
"Wha-" I asked.
"Never mind, get in." A huge portion of the wall opened up, and I walked through. A boy sat on a box on the other side. He looked up at me.
"He fickin hit me. Told me ah soulda let cha in." Oh. Yep, thats Jack. I apologized, then walked in the direction that he pointed me in, up a ramp, and into a small hut nestled in between two support beams. It was dark inside, except for a few candles. A huge dark shape was sitting at a table in the middle of the room. As I entered, the shape stood up, till it was over seven ft tall.
"ROWWIIINN!" it bellowed, and enveloped me in a huge bear hug.
"Hey Jack!" I said. "I gotcha some gifts." His huge face lit up as I showed him the bag with the daggers.
"Thanks Ro!"
We sat and talked for a while about the old times when I lived in Clanker, and was part of his gang. He offered me a place to stay for the night. I accepted.
"Hmm." Ron said walking around <What do we have to give for payment?> He thought to himself, He turned around, "We will give you half of what we got out of the ship!" He said looking at the captain.
Items: A very old CD with no purpose. It has been passed down for many generations.
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Appearance: A slight tan. Black, slick hair, bright blue eyes, and a "perfect" nose.
Personality: Kind, but loses temper sometimes.
Faction: Pirate
Postion: Marksman, ship is half of a hotel with the generators as engines.
Bio: I grew up on the floating Las Vegas ARIA Resort. My whole family was on vacation there, but some fell off when half of the hotel collapsed and fell into oblivion. Throught the many generations my family lived, and I was born right when Sky Oaks were discovered. Now our ARIA Resort has been turned into a ship and we are pirates.
Notes: Cherrypops