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SC: Citizenship OOC

Sun, 13 Aug 2017 11:40:56 -0400

Great job! I really enjoyed it. It almost felt like I was there! More, more! MORE! :D

SC: Citizenship: Dark Meadow.

Mon, 7 Aug 2017 20:53:55 -0400

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OOC: http://www.saints3g.com//forums/viewtopic.php?p=38051480&gid=91149#38051480

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LotRO In-Game RP?

Mon, 19 Jun 2017 23:29:16 -0400

I do RP on Lotro all the time! I'd love to join in! :D

Star Wars Saga Edition Roleplay, any interest?

Fri, 10 Jun 2016 16:07:58 -0400

Yes! Squeee!

Star Citizen: Abduction Hoax?

Sun, 13 Dec 2015 22:27:12 -0500

Red_Binturong wrote:

It is evident we are not seeing the complete video.

I propose the pilot/owner of this ship got in over his head in debt and couldn't afford to make the payments on his/her SH. I believe an accomplice might have accompanied this pilot and/or followed on a separate ship. Evidently, because of the lack of a body or any incriminating evidence of foul play, we must then assume the pilot had a second helmet which he wore before leaving this ship. Additionally, assume this individual or his accomplice are very good with electronic media, such as that they could leave just enough data on the helmet's recorder to create the suspicion of foul play.

Suggest a thorough inspection of insurance claims on SH's be performed for the period just after this ship's recording was dated. I believe insurance fraud might be the cause of this event.

Nice one Red.

Obsidian Precipice

Wed, 14 Oct 2015 13:03:18 -0400

Chapter 5 added. 10/14/15

Yuri Glazkov Report

Sun, 9 Aug 2015 22:04:24 -0400

UPDATED: Changed profile to match updated material

Another Beginning (Saint's Exploration Initiative)

Thu, 19 Mar 2015 14:52:15 -0400

Reserved

Exodus

Sat, 4 Oct 2014 00:12:18 -0400

Are you planning on sending the finished product to Jump Point?

Killed - Again

Fri, 25 Jul 2014 14:46:28 -0400

/RP! **bumps last latest (2013) rp backstory because it is RP** (the forgotten part of s3g)
Boots ~ when i die, don't clone me - unless I can RP.

Killed - Again discussion

Tue, 8 Oct 2013 19:05:55 -0400

Made the recommended corrections. I especially like how Warpthorn suggested "their protectors" instead of "peacekeepers."

Please read and make comments!

A Lost Brother

Fri, 4 Oct 2013 18:54:57 -0400

Originally posted on Dec 2008. Edited to accommodate individuals not familiar with EVE Online Lore.
Special Note: This is a foundational storyline from the Theodoulos lore of EVE Online to transition into Star Citizen. Comments and questions are more than welcome. All I ask is that you make sure to let me know if these are directed toward Gabriel Theodoulos himself (IC RP-wise) or myself (OOC)

Jed wasn't the same.

Normally, he is always focused on his work. Having served several years in the Imperial Navy as well as earning the respect of the Sarum Family, Jedadiah had developed a reputation for getting many an agent out of trouble. When the war broke out with the Minmatar, he didn't hesitate to seek out ways to serve his empire.

Oh, hello. My name is Jonas Calvin. I am a long time friend and confidant of Jedadiah Theodoulos, second in line to the patriarchal head of the House Theodoulos. The Theodoulos family has never been big, but their ties to both the Sarum Family as well as Ardishapuran Dynasty, the two largest families in all of the Amarrian Empire are strong. And it is this strength that has made the Theodouloses wealthy; quite wealthy.

Anyways, Jed really wanted to serve his empire. The Matari Invastion brought home the need to stop the onslaught, and Jedadiah never was the type to sit back when his help was needed.

The Minmatar were a loose race of barbarians. After the EVE wormhole had collapsed many centuries earlier, the population on this end were cut completely off from the rest of humanity. Many colonies had starved and died, disappearing completely from history. More fortunate colonies, like the Amarrians restored civility quickly, turning to God for protection and guidance. Others, like the Minmatar completely fell into paganism and brutality. When the Empire found the Matari, it was compassion and love that motivated the blessed empire. While some called it slavery, the Amarrians saw it as their "duty" to bring to these masses education, civilization, and most of all, religion! Jed, along with his house worked hard to rescue the Minmatar. They spared no expense, nor did they hesitate for a moment to spend all their energies to liberate these Matari wretches from their darkness.

Last year, the Minmatar attacked the Empire directly. Unbeknownst to everyone, the pagans were equipped and outfitted by factions who opposed the Amarrians. Though the Empire only sought to provide charity to the less fortunate races, others didn't see it that way. All they saw was expansionism and enslavery. So, when the Minmatar race had the resources, they attacked, wielding their ships and projectiles with the fury of a berzerker. In the end, the Amarrian forces repelled the invaders, but not without loss. Whole regions of space were engulfed by the Matari, and worlds, who were once jewels of the Empire, burned. Jed and his family quickly turned their efforts from rescuing the Minmatar to rebuilding the Empire. The rescue ships (which some called Slaver ships), were turned into freighters and were used to move much needed supplies. This is what my friend was doing.

At first I thought things were going well. Jed was flying between the safety of Empire space and the more dangerous areas between Amarr and the Minmatar border. Being a Theodoulos, he was always careful who he associated himself with. Through the help of several contacts in the Domain Region, he established a network of allies, seeking a corporation who had firm loyalties with his race. He never wanted ties with pirate corps, and though Jed never had troubles working with "foreigners," like most Amarrians he preferred the companionship of his own people the most.

Jed had narrowed down the list to two alliances. The first was Curatores Veritatis Alliance, better known as CVA. For years, CVA has had a strong reputation of being defenders of the Empire, as well as having little to no tolerance for pirates. They had pushed back the outlaws south of Domain and had established the region of Providence for the Empire. The second alliance caught his attention even more. It wasn't as large as CVA, but their reputation was so strong, and Jedadiah was drawn to it almost instantly. This was the Vigilia Valeria, better known as the 1st Praetorian Guard. Like a Syrikos Hound on the scent of a refuge, they have an undaunting reputation to lock onto a target and not allow anything to deter them from their mission. Jed didn't have to say anything. I knew his heart was with this group.

That morning I met up with Jed at the family's hanger in Irnin VII.

"Good morning, Sir", I greeted him. "How did things go with your interview?" I knew he had an interview with Marshal Gangleri of the 1PG, which is a branch of the Amarrian Navy.

"Fine, fine", he replied; appearing to be deep in thought.

I didn't notice it at first, but later on while thinking back on that moment, I realized that Jed wasn't fine. He appeared to be a bit sullen, and more introverted than he normally is. Yet, nothing appeared to be out of the ordinary so I hadn't given it a second thought; until later.

After breakfast, Jed came into the Capsuleer's Lounge and announced that he had a rather large project for me to perform.

"Jonas, I need to consolidate much of my assets and I am going to need your help", he started off. "We're going to clear out all the hangers in both the Ebtesham as well as the Youl Clusters, and move them to a more secure location."

This was odd. Jed had acquired a large amount of assets in these clusters serving both the Amarr Navy as well as the Sarum Family, and I knew that this was no small feat.

"Very well Sir", I replied. "Where are we moving to?"

His answer almost made my heart stop.

"The Bleak Lands", came his response.

That was when I knew things were not fine.

... to be continued!

Genesis

Fri, 23 Aug 2013 22:26:26 -0400

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The Regathering

Tue, 30 Jul 2013 18:02:12 -0400

"THE DOWNING TOUCH..."

"Whoo,...Whoooooo...fly you stratching little manokin..."

"ZEI....ZZEEIIIII..." I heard behind me.

As I turned my head as far as I was able in this small escape pod, I noticed my dear close friend Zasjo'rhen with a terrified look and his face growing pale.

"How did you get in here mate, and what happened to my pack, I put it in that seat?" I shouted over the flames on the outside of the pod as it came into the atmosphere.

"How did you not notice me throw the pack out as i jumped in?" Zasjo asked trying not to upchuck.

"This is amazingly fantastic, I haven't been in a shipwreck since Maro Nalto IV, HAHAHAHAHA WHOOOO...." I screamed shaking with excitement.

"You're crazy, we could die..." Terrified of more the vomit in his mouth than the dieing, Zasjo could not continue his sentence.

The pod quickly shook off the flames and I could see the beautiful planet for what it was, and in the far distance a white gleaming city shown. Landing in a deep jungle was definitely the destination of the pod, and I would land with enthusiasm and jump out ready for anything.

"Uh-oh" I thought, "my saber and blaster were in my pack, a piece of this useless pod better be able to be shafted into a weapon or I am using Zasjo as a club." I chuckled at the end of my thought, knowing he would do more damage with his upchuck.

"If we die, then it will be a good death, dieing with our boots on....wait, when did my boots come off mate..?..." I shouted in response, just as the pod collided with three huge trees before sticking into a fourth.... "Now where are my boots?"

Story by Kei-Duum (Gabriel)

Second Star to the Right ((OOC))

Sun, 21 Jul 2013 10:39:37 -0400

great job!

Oops, wrong button-OOC

Tue, 16 Jul 2013 20:07:00 -0400

I was bored so yeah :P

Oops, wrong button

Mon, 15 Jul 2013 09:09:33 -0400

And so I have decided to remake my star wars character and convert his species to Human so he fits in with the whole Repopulation and star citizen things but Rubex (The Kushiban counterpart) is still part of it. and so we begin on the planet of Tatooine as our heroes prepare to leave the planet and make course for home:

'Hyper drive- check, laser guns- check, seat belt...check, strapped down large bantha's........' a grown sounds from the back of the vessel as Rubex pulls at a bantha's chain, 'well sought of check'
Tobia and Rubex had been trudging through the wilderness of Tatooine in an effort to capture a group of banthas in order to create their own line of Bantha dairy products. They had come across various obstacles, particularly sand people (apparently they don't like it when you steal their banthas) and at long last they were ready to head home.

"Well I have all those smelly beasts strapped down and we are ready to get movin" Rubex said as he came from the back of the ship

"Woah bro, you smell like you fell in some Bantha Fodder" stated Tobia, Rubex just looked at Tobia with a look of annoyance, so obviously that was a yes.

"We had better be off then, fire up the engines Rubex" said Tobia

Rubex sat down and began the take off procedure. In no time they were hurling through space at light speed. At this time Rubex was in the shower washing off the smell of Bantha leaving Tobia to pilot the ship. Since there was not much happening Tobia dozed off. His feet on the dashboard and his arms hanging off the chair.

Without noticing, Tobia hit the exit hyper space button with his foot. Suddenly lights started flashing and alarms went off. At this Rubex raced out of the shower with a towel around his waste.

"What in the Name of my Grandma is Going on!" Shouted Rubex. It was a worm hole and they were being sucked straight into it.

"WAKE UP YOU LAZY POOBAH!!!!" shouted Rubex at Tobia, but it was not use, Tobia was out cold.

Rubex jumped for the wheel and pulled it back as hard as he could but, it was too late, they had become caught in the gravitational pull and Gravity is a real pain.

After that all Rubex saw were flahses of light, and then he woke up, the ship floating in space and all things appeared normal.

Rubex looked out the window "It must have been a dream"

Suddenly the engines roared and the ship began to speed straight for an unknown planet (turns out a Bantha had kicked the emergency start)

During the commotion Rubex realised that the planet they were about to crash on was not from the any system in the Galaxy, infact, the computer didn't even know if they were in the right galaxy or not (obviously they were in another galaxy)

So anyways, they ended up crashing on this planet with a ship full of Banthas and Tobia still was sleeping.

"I had the weirdest dream", said Tobia as he woke in a flaming ship, "we were being sucked through a worm hole into a whole other galaxy"

At that Rubex looked at Tobia with another look, that look that basically says "NO DA!!!"

And so we leave our heroes here on an unknown planet with many things to discover and the answer to how Tobia and Rubex got into the universe of Repopulation with a ship full of Banthas

The end

A Khat Remains (FFXIV RP)

Sat, 13 Jul 2013 12:07:18 -0400

Discuss this RP here: http://www.saints3g.com/forums/viewtopic.php?p=33982824&gid=91149#33982824

--Prelude--

Flames come screaming down from the sky, spewing a mix of the earth's flesh with its own heavenly shell throughout the panicked travelers, sending those spared scrambling to regain themselves.

"Hold together! Kheep moving forwardh! We have no time to washte!" commands the green Mi'qote, hissing urgently through his teeth. He has been left in charge of the Gods' Quiver while the majority of the guild faces the Garlean main force at Carteneau with the Order of the Twin Adder. He, alongside the Wood Wailers and the conjurers of the Stillglade Fane with their equally fresh leaders, are leading the people of Gridania to the ruins of the ancient underground city of Gelmorra to take shelter from the looming destruction overhead. For Dalamud's descent, despite the best efforts by the Eorzeans everywhere, could not be stopped and the people can no longer risk to continue life as normal lest they all be burned alive by the descending moon.

"Mhove mhove mhove!" he urges the people of Gridania, ushering them along as they scurry their way deeper into the woods. Through the ash and smoke he spots an Elezen man weeping over a badly charred body. He works his way through the crowd to the man insisting he continue on, to no avail.

"She's gone, Garlemaunt." the new head of Stillglade Fane softly consoled. "All you can do for her now is live on."

The Elezen, still weeping, slowly got off his knees and began to walk forward again, not once taking his eyes off the ground. The young leaders exchanged solemn glances, then began to continue on when suddenly a great shock-wave shot through the forest knocking the entire party down to their feet as comets like fearsome raindrops were spewed across the land. The light that came with the blast was so great most could not open their eyes for much a time.

When they finally came to, Dalamud, whose blood red might seemed to be practically atop the very roof of the forest before, had disappeared from the sky above. In its stead a great dragon could be seen through the gap in the canopy that had been created by Dalamud's late wrath.

He let out a fearsome roar then sped across the sky, leaving glowing streams of fire in the atmosphere behind him as he flew. The streams then began whirling around, crashing randomly all throughout Eorzea.

The people stood stunned in fear, their legs frozen in place.

"Well do you want to be dragohn fodder or shall we liveh???" the young Mi'qote leader screamed tauntingly. "Welllllllllhhh????"

The people looked back at him briefly still in horror of what they just witnessed, then began moving forward with great haste. Suddenly a thought came to the young leader and he looked down panicked, then all around him.

"Have you sheen Lytel, Eresse?" he asked his Elezen counterpart desperately with his eyes wide open and chest heaving. "Lytel...no, no I haven't...when was last you saw him?" she answered solemnly.

"IXALLLLL!!!!!" echoed cries throughout the troop as beastkin arrows flew out of the forest and struck down Wood Wailers and civilians alike on the left flank of the group. They now saw Ixal running quickly into the forest, a few carrying Lalafells between their arms. The beastkin had snuck into their ranks while everyone was in dismay over the appearance of the primal dragon Bahamut and stole the little folk out from among them as living rations for when destruction passed.

"Eresse, continue to lhead the people to Gelmorra and tend to the wouhnded," he instructed her quickly, "The Qhuiver and I will pursue the Ixhali threat into the Shroud."

"Affirmative. Nophica go with you, Howse." she said to him then ran off towards the remaining refugees.

"Qhuiver! On me! We're going ahfter them!" he commanded his troops. The Gods' Quiver then rushed out into the forest after the Ixali forces with Howse at the head. The Ixali turned back and fired more shots, connecting with three archers of the Hold. The Quiver returned fire and took out thrice as many birdmen. Howse sprinted far in front of his troops and placed three arrows between his fingers, firing them into three of the Ixali carrying Lalafells. The one Ixal left with a captive Lalafell continued their sprint into the woods with the four other remaining tribesmen.

Howse quickly scanned over the Lalafell's faces and did not see Lytel among the mix. "You ahll, take thhese back to the main group qhuickly. I'll go afhter the remaining birds and meet up with yhou in Gelmorra." he ordered.

"Yes Sir!" they replied in unison, attending to the captive Lalafell. He continued after the remaining pack of Ixal, dodging their arrows swiftly and returning fire to his attackers as he went. Soon all that remained was the last Lalafell-carrying beastkin. He fired off a straight shot from far away, guiding it skillfully through two trees and into the Ixal's left back. The beastman fell, dropping the Lalafell onto the ground.

Howse quickly ran to the Lalafell, turning him over onto his back. Sure enough, Lytel's face greeted his eyes. Blood had begun to dry upon his hair from when the Ixali hit him over the head with a rock to subdue him. "Hang in there buddy, I'll get you bhack." he promised the small Lalafell smiling at the sight of his face while taking him into his arms.

As they began their way back towards Gelmorra, a shining pillar of light sprung up from Gridania and all over Eorzea. Howse continued running, glancing up at the spectacle that represented the last attempt of the Eorzean Alliance to prevent the coming destruction. The twelve pillars of light shot into the air and converged upon Bahamut, beginning to trap him in a new prison.

Howse began to approach the gates of Gelmorra right as they had begun to push the giant stone that blocks its opening into place.

"Sthop!!! Whait!!! Whe're cohming thhroughh!!!" Howse called out hysterically, his accent coming out strongly in his desperation. The soldiers heard him and stopped, urging him to hurry inside.

As he continued his approach, Bahamut's prison broke open in a great display of flame and ember. Finally Howse got inside and laid Lytel down on the ground then went to help shut the gate as Bahamut began to charge his Megaflare. Right as they were about to shut the gate completely Bahamut casted his most powerful spell, causing a wall of fire to swell across the land. Howse quickly dived onto Lytel and wrapped himself around him as the fire surged through the opening of the door bringing a rain of rock, stone, and flame down upon the halls of the ancient city.

A Khat Remains [OOC Discussion]

Sat, 13 Jul 2013 12:06:55 -0400

Hey ya'll~ "A Khat Remains" is a FFXIV RP set mostly in the 7th Astral Era.

**One should take note when reading this RP that some cultural accents have been displayed phonetically into words. Examples of these:
When Mi'qote speak, as a result of their feline nature they tend to add a hiss sound into some words when speaking. This is represented in this RP by a gray italicized "h" and should not be pronounced when read.
--I will add more examples as they appear--

This RP will follow the story of Howse Khat, a young Mi'qote whose sister (Straii) and companions played a major role in the events of the 6th Astral Era. Now left on his own with the young Lalafell Lytel, Howse begins his story anew in a transformed Eorzea.

The fall of Dalamud and the Prelude to this RP take place while Howse is at the young age of 15 (Straii was 19 at this time). Subsequently, the story picks 5 years after the calamity with Howse now 20; and follows the Realm Reborn storyline.

Howse's story, along with that of his sister and their companions will be told throughout the course of the RP.

The only section up right now is the prelude, which shows Howse's role in the evacuation of Gridania while the Battle of Carteneau simultaneously occurs. For those who are unfamiliar with this battle or the FFXIV storyline in general, this video displays the events of that day:

Any question or comments about the RP should be posted here~ Thanks!

The Regathering OOC

Thu, 11 Jul 2013 15:02:30 -0400

Jao Thaun wrote:

Maybe your Miraluka isn't affected by the atmosphere but dies from gunshot wounds or in the crash

Miralukans "see" with the Force. So, since the Force is "blocked" (or is it?) on Rhyldan, I would postulate that Miralukans would be at a particular disadvantage due to their blindness, much like a regular human would be severely affected if he were to go blind suddenly in a hostile environment.

But I'm not sold on the concept of "crystals" or some other natural environmental phenomenon blocking The Force as yet. The hints I have seen suggest that some sort of Force-like "enhanced" state of being lurks in the background of The Repop's mythos, waiting to be rediscovered. Kind of the working theory I am following is that somehow, "The Force" functions on some other level of awareness in this galaxy than it did in the "galaxy far, far away" -- as in (I hope) no midichlorians here! So, if life did not emerge here in tandem with midichlorians, that would suggest a whole new mechanism awaiting discovery. But until we discover what the problem actually is (in other words, when the devs reveal it to us), we are free to come up with any number of possible explanations as hypotheses.

So, bottom line: The Force is "unknown" here, for now. And we don't know why, or to what extent -- yet.

Oh, and as for Spectus (who in SWTOR was a Miralukan), I'm just going to pretend going forward for this game that he's human, not a Miralukan. Sooo... *handwave* You don't see Spectus' empty eye sockets... *finger wiggle* In fact, you see Spectus' big, brown eyes. *wiggles finger again* And ladies, you believe Spectus' eyes are dreamy... erm, wait... I'm not supposed to go there.... *sigh*

UPDATE: Kytyrn's last post gives me an idea for how I can handle Spectus' Miralukan status. I think I will plagiarize one of the elements of his story and adapt it to Spectus. Mwah-hahhaha....