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Gunship: The End of Peace

Gunship: The End of Peace

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A crew of adventurers will discover an ancient secret that will change the world they know forever.

627 readers have visited Gunship: The End of Peace since Ark Reahver created it.

Introduction

Although this is a continuation of the roleplay, new characters are needed, for every chapter is a new adventure even though they are part of one big story.

It's a lot to read, and I do apologize for that, but please if you would be kind read through it all. Otherwise you may miss out on a key element of what makes this world what it is. Thank you for looking at my rp, and I hope you join.

If you have any questions please do not be afraid to ask them in the OOC tab.

(Optional if you wish to read the full story)
Here is the link to the original roleplay/gunship-freedom/
and for chapter 2 roleplay/gunship-true-beginnings/



History


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About three thousand years ago a cataclysmic event caused the destruction of the world. The earth became coated in a thick miasma, a poisonous and corrosive air that brought death to anything that was exposed to it. Out of nowhere the poison had begun to seep from deep inside the planet, causing destruction with earthquakes as the air pushed it's way into the surface. Frightened of their impending doom the people of the earth looked to their greatest minds for salvation.

A year later a professor named Alexander Belmont, brought forward blue prints for massive ships that would carry the people to safety. The ships would float to the sky above the reach of the deadly poison. There they would wait out the suffering, wait for the earth to become pure again so that they could return to their beloved homeland. At first people were skeptical, and rejected his idea. After many trial and error experiments he finally succeeded in creating a functioning model. He took the model to his country leaders who provided funding for the project and allowed for him to build a fully functional life size ship. People were amazed by his scientific genius and adopted his idea as their best chance of survival.

The ships were built and took in as many people as they could before lifting up into the sky. Many people were left behind, many of which were Elves because they were not seen as equals to the Humans. As the ships rose one by one they watched as the miasma created thick clouds, covering the atmosphere and blocking their view of their previous home. The clouds grew on top of each other, creating a thick shield that prevented the miasma from reaching the ships.

After a while the ships prepared to sail back down, but were greeted by a strange sign. Floating rock islands that carried parts of cities and towns, or parts of forest or mountains.The captains and political leader's from all the ships held a meeting to discuss the meaning. Scientists figured the miasma had broken up the earth and disrupted its magnetic poles, and a certain ore within the rock caused the islands to lift up into the sky due to impossibly strong magnetic forces. They believed that there would be no return to their previous home. They then discussed what their future plans would be.

After the meeting people began to gather what they could from these rising islands, that would sometimes disappear below the cloud cover. They added to the ships combining them together, creating cities carriers of civilization which hovered above the surface of the adequately named Cloudsea. The cities took on specific roles, whether they were farming colonies that grew food for the cities, housing and urban cities meant to house as many people as possible, or military colonies to train the protective forces of the sky cities. They became a new people, created allegiances, new governments, a new world. Novus-Terra.

For many year's the cities grew, created new inventions like robots meant to serve many purposes, as well as building many smaller sky-ships resembling the size and shape of their previous boats. The world went on a steady climb of prosperity for a while, but the longer things dragged on the worse things became.

Thieves known as sky pirates began to show up, they harassed the military by attacking their ship from below the cloud cover. As well as the occasional commandeering of ships simply to take their supplies. The pirates became a bigger presence in the world and helped inspire a sense of exploration amongst many of the people. After a much longer time, the supplies that the sky-cities provided were no longer able to keep up with the demands of ever-growing populations.

Now cities are covered in grime, populations so high that resources are a major issue, and crime is becoming rampant and common.
The cities are experiencing many problems, and have no solution for how to solve them. The prosperity age of the sky-cities is faded.
What will become of the world?

A ship know as the Daedalus has appeared looking for adventurer's who are willing to go on a great expedition into the Cloudsea and look for ways to solve the problems of today. Although there are doubts to what it's real purpose is.

Chapter 1: The Pirates of Lightning



The Daedalus has finished its first journey into the fabled Gulf of Storms, a part of the Cloudsea from where too few have ever returned alive. They were tasked with testing out experimental technology created to harvest lightning as a power source. Although the technology already existed, this new invention was supposed to be safer and provide twice as much power.

Inside they encountered a mysterious band of pirates with technology many years ahead of their time. After a long battle the crew of the Daedalus came out victorious, although they did not escape unscathed. They are now headed to the nearest Sky-city. Tirwelld, also know as "The city of Liars" is home to one of the largest prisons on the Southern Wind(The winds are the current names for the countries.).

The pirates they encountered, where had they come from? What were they doing in the Gulf of Storms? And where did they get their technology?

What kinds of adventures does The City of Liars hold in store for our adventurers?

Chapter 2: The City of Liars


Upon arriving at Tirdwell the crew promptly began to relax. They enjoyed themselves at a local bar when things went to hell. A famous and dangerous criminal had escaped from the prison a month prior to their arrival. He had hatched a plan to free the rest of his inmates. He rigged the entire sky-city with explosives, and once the explosions went off the city's different living sections were torn apart from each other, the city was barely held together the city was in danger of falling to the earth below.

The crew was separated into two groups each experienced something different. One group of the members of Daedalus discovered the real intentions for this attack. A group of terrorists organized the attack as an announcement of war, their intention was to display what the image humans held of the Elves had been reduced to. As the prisoner's ran rampart through the lower levels of the city, the military leaders of the city decided that it would be best to completely separate the lower levels of the city and let them fall below the clouds. Taking care of all the prisoners, as well as sacrificing the elven citizens.
The terrorists knew the military would sacrifice the lives of the elves. The crew did the best they could to save the elves, but in the end the under-city fell, and the prisoner's as well as the Elves went with it.

The world is now on the verge of civil war. Elven riots, and protests have begun to well up all over the sky cities. All were enraged about the incident at Tirdwell. Some time passed and the tensions grew stronger. Eventually the South Wind was taken over by the elven rebellions. They made threats to the other nations, if they would not free all the elves they would wage war.

In response to the threats, the East Wind began to gather it's military power. The Daedalus was called in as well.

Chapter 3: The Isles of the Ancients


The Daedalus has been brought in to the sky-city of Eiregard, the Eastern Wind's royal city.

They have received a new mission. To explore an uncharted part of the sky where a large amount of islands have begun to rise up from below the cloud cover. You are to investigate these islands and the strange ruins various reports have told of.

What could cause these islands to rise from below in such large numbers? What could these mysterious ruins be hiding behind their walls.

You have been recruited to take part in this expedition.

You will begin in the capital city of Eiregard. A large and beautiful sky city, that has been very well maintained over the years. People here are living with much better conditions than in many other places, and even the poor have an easier time here. The upper part of the city is actually the royal palace of the East Wind, where the royal family resides. Recently though there have been several protests held by groups of elves, people are beginning to worry that those peaceful protests will become violent protests.

After receiving order's from the military you have been invited to join the Daedalus, which promises great wealth and fame. You volunteered to go with this expedition, you were not forced. Today the ship will depart and your adventure will begin.

Synopsis of the World, and it's current state.


The world of Novus-Terra, is a world in the sky. The people of the world escaped a deadly and corrosive air that began to cover the world by fleeing to the sky. After learning that they might never get to return home, the ship inhabitants reformed their thoughts and decided to begin a new life in the sky. They recovered scraps and debris, that floated up to the sky due to a strange magnetic force that was caused by the miasma. The additions to the ships became so large that multiple ships came together and became cities.

The world exist purely in the sky, no land except for the floating islands where most of the resources that created the sky-cities came from. Several centuries later the world faces a time period filled with struggle. Governments have become monarchies, and have strong segregation of the classes. The resources that they relied on are becoming scarce and conflict is beginning between sky-cities.

Pirates are attacking merchant ships and supply frigates, taking whatever they can to ensure their own survival. The population of the cities has become very high, and living conditions have become very poor. A few cities have fallen below the clouds, and an influx of wanderer's, people with no permanent residence in one city, has created crime within the cities.
The last thing, is that one of the two original races that came to the skies is dying out. Elves, who faces extreme prejudice and are often traded as slaves, are becoming few and far between.

The Daedalus's purpose is still shrouded in mystery. They are being tasked missions from an unknown source in the military. You are part of this rag tag crew of adventurers and you might one day uncover the truth below the miasma.

As of now, the world is in even worse shape, as the result of a terrorist attack the elves have begun to riot against the humans. Tensions are high between the city governments and the protesters. The Southern wind, which held the largest population of elves has been taken over by the elves, and they threaten to begin war if conditions for their kind do not improve. For some strange reason, the heads of the government are not responding to the problem.


The Sky Cities


Many sky cities have become corrupt favoring the strong and leaving little to the weak. The cities have been separated into three different social districts.

The Noble district is populated by High ranking military officer's, political leaders, highly regarded scholars and the wealthy. It is by far the smallest district and usually exists at the very top of the sky cities. They have the purest and cleanest water, the cleanest air and the most living space, but few people ever get to live in this district.

The Central district is the largest of the three and is composed of many parts, the most important being the docks where ships come and go, large trading centers and housing quarters, hospitals, schools, military barracks, and recreational facilities. Mostly though this areas focus is that of commerce.

The Lower district is the second largest but nowhere near as big as the central district. Because of the shape of sky cities the lower district receives less light than the others, creating a dark and gloomy appearance, and making the difference between day and nigh seem like nothing. This section is mostly populated by the poor, and the people who run maintenance of the city. The living conditions are severely affected by all the machinery that keeps the city functioning, in some cases the factories in which weapons and ships are built. The high crime rates, and risk of pirate attacks make it a dangerous place to travel at any time of day. Being the lowest level all the water they get has already been recycled from the above districts and is rarely clean. It is often referred to as the Undercity.


The Winds


The Winds are the names of the continents and countries of the Cloudsea. They refer to the large group of Sky-Cities that travel together on the same wind current. The four Main continents are;

The Northern Wind- The largest and most militarized continent. A few decades ago the Norther Winds tried to take over the other winds. They launched a war campaign that lasted over twenty years. Their incredibly advanced technology forced the other winds to fight together to ward off the attackers. They are now isolated from the other continents and live a secret life of seclusion, hidden behind their constantly patrolled borders. Their capital city is called Nordsvein.

The Southern Wind- Is the most agriculturally developed wind. They also hold the smallest population and army, but are a major trading superpower. Has the largest population of free and enslaved elves.Their capital city is Sadrael.

The Eastern Wind- Holds the largest population of citizens. They are the most culturally diverse nation and are the second strongest military power besides the north. They also have the most well kept sky cities, and a large water supply. Their capitol is Eiregard

The Western Wind- They are the most ravaged by pirate attacks. The people of the western wind have a strong sense of unity and brotherhood, they have a very small difference between their social casts and have by far the least segregation. They are composed of much smaller sky-cities that float near each other instead of very large independent ones. This continent is home to many floating islands, which is why the Western wind has the most scholars. Their capitol is Wynn

The Elves


As stated before the elves are a scarce and dying race. Their history is lined with prejudice and discrimination. Treated as inferior to humans, they have been the victims of many crimes and cruel punishment. Many of them are slaves, fated to work in servitude for the rest of their life. Elves that want to avoid being enslaved must apply and pay for Freedom Checks, which are documents that state that they are free citizens and are allowed the rights of any human, although discrimination usually prevents them from being able to have the same accommodations as a human; They are also quite expensive.

Although in certain parts of the sky discrimination is not as strong and with enough work and dedication any elven citizen can actually earn a decent living and even attain respect a midst the people of the sky. Many Elves use their fabled intellect to work in the fields of science and machinery. Some even becoming wealthy inventors and highly regarded scholars, although the chances of that are very, very slim.

Elves as a form of tradition attain a tattoo of the seal of the sky-city they are born in. Sometimes they are small and simple, sometimes they are large and extravagant. The tattoo is a symbol of the unity of the elves, for they know their lives will be full of pain.

Human relationships with elves are looked down upon so cross species partnerships are rare. Halfbloods can find it even harder to live than elves, because of their human blood they cannot be enslaved but it is hard for them to find any social acceptance.

The Robots


Discovered only about 150 years ago, robots have come a long ways. They are well developed enough to have independent personalities and have become very "human" because of it. Although not everyone enjoys a tool that has a mind of it's own. So there have been numerous petitions to outlaw the free will of machines. Robots that are outdated can find themselves living of scrap pieces of metal and recycled oil found in the gutters of the Undercity. [/size]

The Men of Red Cloth


These mysterious agents are responsible for recent terrorist attacks on sky cities. They dress in dark leathers, the only color is on a long piece of crimson cloth that they wrap around their waist, up round their neck like a scarf, and then over their heads to make a hood. They are very well trained in combat, and are even better at escaping from pursuers. They prefer death over being captured. Their origins are unknown.


Character Creation


Description

Name: Full name
Nickname: if applicable
Age:
Race:Human/Elven/Halfblood/Robot
Position on Daedalus:

(picture here) They are appreciated, but by no means necessary.

Eyes: Color
Hair: Color quick description
Skin: Color and Complexion
Height:
Weight:
Build:

Physical description: If needed please describe your character's physical appearance here, things like scars, missing limbs, tatoos and any other thing related to their body go here. Body build, skinny or fat, things like that.

Personality

Likes:

Dislikes:

Quirks:

Fears:

Personality description:How does your character behave and interact with the people around them.(can be brief or detailed doesn't matter too much, as it will come out naturally in the rp)


Equipment

Fighting ability: Rate you ability in each of the following with a score from 1-10. you get 15 points. (For fun really, it also makes for good reference :P)
Melee:(classic swords, daggers, fists anything meant for close quartes combat.)
Range:(flintlock pistols, rifles, crossbows, things that use conventional ammo)
Machinery:(Fighting with elven technology, which includes laser pistols, lightning swords and using mechs. this affects how well you use certain weapons, you can be a great ranger, but have little idea on how to use a laser pistol.)

Try and balance your stats out no one is good at all of these. If your character has no combat experience he shouldn't have anything above a 5. Except for maybe in Machinery.

Weapons: List the weapons your character uses.

Clothing/Armor: Describe what your character wears.

Tools: Any extra equipment goes here

History

Background info: any history that regards your profession or achievements worth being noticed.

Daedalus



Current Positions (If any of these positions are not filled their job will be taken by an npc.)

Not every position will have as much battle experience, so if you are the cook for example, you cannot kick as much ass as any of the mercenaries, but you can still kick some ass.

Also I will need one of you to play the princess of the Eastern Wind, she will be hiding her identity and can be any of the available positions.

Lookout-
Chef-
Doctor-
Pilot-(The pilot drives the ship, they are NOT the captain in charge of it.)
Mechanic- Zentai
Navigator-
Mercenary1- Ark Rheaver
Mercenary2- Reianna
Mercenary3-Madhatter
Researcher-Banksyt
Other Sailors-Utahann

Toggle Rules

1. First of all no Godmodding as always.

2. Keep it somewhere between PG-13 and R, just the right amount of mature content without it becoming tasteless. Which means no explicitly sexual content or overuse of blood and gore.

3.Semi-lit, I want at least two well written paragraphs per post, less only in special occasions which i hope don't happen too often.

4. Open story line. Most of what happens is based on how you react to the plot point we eventually reach in the Rp, there are various plot points that we absolutely will hit, but it doesn't mean that we wont approach it from a completely unique direction.

5. Use common sense, if you are confused about a certain aspect of the world ask first. For example, if you are not sure what kinds of animals live in this world just post in the OOC, something like "Are there Unicorns in this world?".
Btw there are no unicorns in this world.

6. Be nice and respect other players.

7.I'm not going to ask you to put anything special in your character profiles so I know you read the rules.
If you did good for you, I like you.
If you didn't, well you can go to hell.

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The scene was quickly chaotic as smoke covered the deck of the ship. It certainly seemed their attackers had come prepared, this didn't appear to be a normal raid at all. Despite the smoke, Sulley could still make out figures with his mechanical eyes and saw bodies begin dropping almost immediately during the start of the fight. He made his way as quickly as he could to a few fallen sailors but all those he reached were dead before they hit the deck. Their enemies were trained to kill, that much was obvious. As he looked up from a body, he saw a figure make their way down below deck through the smokey haze. All sailors would be reporting up top to defend the ship so this fellow must be up to no good, was the conclusion he quickly came to as he shuffled up and pursued down below in the depths of the ship.

Goodness, this man certainly is much faster than I am, Sculley thought to himself although that wasn't truly saying much. Bumping his shoulders on narrow passageways he finally caught up to the man and drew his attention by raising his voice. Hopefully that Sierus was right and he was an intimidating sight, perhaps that would be enough and he wouldn't have to involve himself in the fight personally? "Sir! I do not believe you're authorized to be down here. Desist at once before I am forced to take action!"

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"...The Barber will see you now!" Came a shout from just past the smoke. The man he had challenged before seemed to be alone now. Where had Angel gone though? He tried to focus on the battle before him. Having used up the last of his throwing knives there was no choice but to attack the man with his sword. Using the cover from the smoke Edwin tried to change his angle of attack before he revealed himself. Approaching from the man's right side Edwin stepped out of the smoke and ran as fast as he could at his target. His sword held out before him ready to tear into it's prey.




Nowah watched in amazement as the man willingly embedded a knife into his arm. Her eyes widening in shock.

"Holy shit Edwin wasn't kidding. This guy's crazy." Nowah thought. Upon further inspection she noticed the blade was free of blood." So, it missed him then? Dammit. I really don't think I can let my guard down around this guy." With each step the man took towards her Nowah began to tense up, her body begging for a command as she waited for him to make the first move. Finally the orange haired an came rushing towards her. Quickly her mind went to work on a way to counter she focused on the angle he approached her from, the way he held the sword, the look in his eyes. Quickly and suddenly she reacted shifting her weight for her counter attack hopeful she had figured out her opponents intention.

As he charged in Nowah moved forward closing the distance between her and the man right before he delivered his attack. As the man came in with what seemed like a kick Nowah stepped to his left side and dove rolling past, although he was faster than she expected and the edge of his blade glanced the skin on her right thigh. She stood from her roll quickly and turned to face the man, while his back was turned she rushed him her blade ready to swing at his side hopeful that the man's missing limb would guarantee a weak point.

"Take this!"




Liam had finally decided to help Keet's with the explosives. Then suddenly a shot flew past him tearing the fabric on his hood. Liam turned slowly to face his aggressor, a young and frail looking Halfblood holding a small laser knife in her hands. He stood there for a moment contemplating the situation. He refused to kill women, and he also detested having to harm them. He though about simply walking away, the young girl was clearly not a threat to him

"Get the hell off of this ship before I gut you and leave you for the cloud-stalkers."

"I have no desire to fight you, but since you threaten to kill me I will have to defend myself." He spoke sternly, remaining ever stoic as he stared at the girl through his scarred mask. He walked slowly towards her, pulling a small rod from his person. He stopped a few meter's from her and pushed a button on the metal cylinder, a small crackling noise could be heard. It' was a stun baton, charged with plenty of electricity, non lethal, but it seemed like enough to pacify his target. Liam lunged at Angel. The rod held directly in front of him as he thrust the baton in Angel's direction.




Keets made his way to the engine room where he quickly began to work on setting up the explosive charges. The blast would be big enough to disable the motors leaving them stranded in the cloudsea. Edwin had somehow managed to convince him not to just blow up the ship. Keets thought it was a bad idea, if they wanted to get rid of the Daedalus why not just destroy it. Simply stranding them would only serve as a delay in time the ship would be back out on the skies getting in their way again. He grumbled to himself as he set the last explosive, the last thing he needed now was to set the timers and then get the hell out of there.

"Sir! I do not believe you're authorized to be down here. Desist at once before I am forced to take action!"

Keets jumped up surprise, at the sudden remark. He turned and jumped again once he saw who was behind the voice. The robot before him looked pretty strong. Strong enough to make him think twice before attacking him.

"Actually, I was just leaving, now if you could step out of the way for me I'd be more than happy to get out of your way." He said while he tinkered with one of the explosives. Attempting to set the bombs to a remote detonation instead of a timer.

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Sierus was fairly surprised. The girl was fast; nimble minded as well. She'd escaped his attack with a leg gash, which was more than had been inflicted on himself. So far anyway. He hoped the thigh wound would at least slow the girl down; if not... he'd get over it. She had been rather skillful on her dodge. And in fact, it put her in perfect position to counter attack the pirate. She'd lunge out, trying to slice him in his armless side. However, this was a tactic Sierus was VERY used to by now. His arm was viewed as a weakness. A flaw in his fighting. But as was his nature, Sierus had addapted to this method. Granted, this attack was fairly different than what he'd normally face from the brute of other pirates. But he'd deal with it all the same.

He was charged from the side, woman trying to rake his side, and indeed would come dangerously close. Sierus from his forward lean would tuck into his own forward roll, stopping himself with the knuckle of his sword. He too would jolt to a stand, turning on his heels, and facing the woman from the side, his sword pointed at her. His face was coated with a smarmy smile, just a sarcastic kind of smirk. "Deary me, Fellow... you are indeed quick..." The one-eyed man said, reversing his stance a tad, to where his arm-lacking side was now in front. Almost as if baiting her to attack him there. "Clever too... now, let me ask you something! Is my missing arm a strength? Or a weakness? Or maybe a strength hidden as a weakness? Or a weakness hidden as a strength hidden by a weakness?" He asked, before letting a loud rolling cackle. "Heeahaahahaaaaa! You'll never know, poor girl. Unless you take the bait to my trap that's not a trap that's a trap by a madman's strength hidden as a weakness! Wheeehahaheehahaehahaehahaahaeee!" He cackled yet again, marching towards his foe.... lacking arm-side's sleeve blowing in the wind.

However, all this mad-talk and talk of his arm was a distraction, if she had a clear mind... which he hoped she didn't, as he'd open up her mind to thinking about his arm...and weaknesses and traps. He held his sword arm away for a reason. Behind his fluttering jacket, he had turned his grip upside down, now holding the weapon like a long dagger. And finally, as he encroached the woman, he stepped into his forceful attack again, bringing his weapon up. The blade drug the floor of the ship, as it was brought up in a slightly diagonal curve. As if he was trying to split her in two. Oooooh... he hoped she tried to block. Or dodge. This was a mistake made by all fighters unfamiliar with Sierus's fighting style.... When she blocked, he'd simply jab the sword forward with a simple motion of extending his arm. It was lined up with her body anyhow... Or if she dodged... his fun would resume as something much more enjoyable and comedic for him...

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Standing in a clearing of smoke, Gregson awaited his foe. He could hear battles raging elsewhere: obviously Sirius and Angel had found other targets. But around him, it was quiet... and Gregson didn't like it. Gregson snapped close his straight razor and placed it back in it's rightful place. His sword lay at the ground at his feet. Using his left foot, Gregson placed the blade on his foot and flung it into his outstretched hand. No sooner had he done this when he heard footsteps off to his right.

Gregson spun around just in time to deflect the blade of his charging attacker. The man had come at him in a full run, sword extended as if it were a lance. If the blade had hit him, it would have run Gregson clean through. Gregson jumped backwards, giving his sword a little flourish. The man standing in front of him was the male Red Cloth, the one who's knife had nearly struck him. Gregson smiled a little. Now he would be able to put his sword through it's paces.

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Angel scowled, taking on a fighting stance. Didn't want to fight her, huh? He really should have thought of that before he and his mates had attacked the Daedalus and started slaughtering half of the crew. What did he expect her to do, stand by and watch? Been there, done that, worked out crappily for all involved. She wasn't about to make the same mistake again. "Wouldn't have it any other, mate," she replied with feigned pleasantness, looking forward to kicking this guy's ass. The lookout had been waiting far too long for an opportunity like this, and she wasn't about to pass it up.

Unfortunately, it seemed that the fact that her opponent hadn't wanted to kill her wouldn't prevent him from fighting back. The Half-Blood even got a little nervous as he started moving toward her dauntingly, activating his own weapon. The electricity coursing through the baton wouldn't be nearly enough to kill her, but it'd hurt like hell and probably knock her out for a few hours. Of course, that was only if he managed to touch her with it, and she was determined not to let that happen. Anticipating his first blow, she managed to dodge the sparking tip of the rod just before it hit her, though she could still feel the static in the air from being so close. Recovering from the close call, Angel return the attack with one of her own, slashing her blade in the general direction of the man's arm. He wouldn't have much luck fighting her if he couldn't hold his weapon. But that only helped if she could land a good blow on him.

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Sculley cocked his head towards the man as it seemed him simply asking for the man to cease his actions had actually worked. Well, what do you know you can work most things out by talking! Quite happy with himself he began to move out of the way until he caught a glimpse around the man and his tinkerings with wires. Oh dear, whatever he was doing was most certainly not in the best interest of the entire ship. Snaking his hand out quickly he went to grab the man's wrist and hold it in an iron, ha, grip and give it a tight squeeze. "Sir, I told you to desist. I'm afraid you have pushed my hand." If he had been quick enough to snag the man he would attempt to pull him back and hold him tightly against his chest to restrain him until justice could be dealt. After all he saw no point in killing an individual if other options were open.

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Nowah was surprised by how well the man had defended against her attack. She had a feeling this man would be more trouble than she might have originally expected. The man was unusual at best, his strange manner of speaking and that wicked laughter, sent chills up her spine.She glared at the man as her rambled on about some strange nonsense. If he was trying to distract her it wouldn't work. Strangely enough Nowah found herself lacking interest in the words of a mad man.

"Whatever crap you're spewing from your mouth save it for some one who cares." She shouted about as the man came in for another attack, this time she hoped to counter his attack and then strike with one of her own. She charged in as well, her blade ready to strike at the mans throat. As she charged in she held her sword ready to swat away the man's blade. She miscalculated though, and as she lifted her blade to guard against the blow, she noticed a shift in his sword grip. Barely adjusting her block in time the blade came straight for her shoulder, leaving a wide gash causing her to shout in pain. She threw a blind kick before leaping back away from her foe. She fell to one knee and dropped her blade, her whole arm weakened by the fresh wound. She pulled her hand away to get a good look, it was a pretty bad cut and if she didn't patch it up soon she would be in trouble.

"You sure know how to fight old man. Unfortunately I think it's time to stop playing. It's time someone showed you the power of the red cloth." She spoke as she slowly retreated, putting a little more distance between them both. She closed her eyes and held up her left arm, pointing her gauntlet straight into the sky. The strange stone began to shimmer in a smoky glow.




After his attack missed Liam turned quickly hoping to react quicker than the girl and launch another attack. The girls knife cut into his side. It seemed like she had intended to hit his arm. The wound stung but it was nothing too severe. He took a few steps back and waited for a moment. He turned to see the way into the rest of the ship was now close by. This attack was taking too long, Keets should have finished setting up the explosives by now, something must have been holding him up. Liam glanced over his shoulder and contemplated whether or not to help out him comrade. He turned once again to the girl. Slowly he took a step backwards, away from the halfblood, ready to sprint for the door and aid his teammate.




The robot had quite a remarkable hold on his wrist and although Keets tried to pull himself free it's grip proved too strong. He was foolish to have let himself get caught. The robot then pulled him closer and wrapped it's arms around him. Keets struggled against the mechanisms powerful hold but to no avail.

"Alright, alright you caught me. I'm sorry I tried to blow up your ship, let me go, and I might join you!" Keets spoke sarcastically with the machine. Robot's often misunderstood sarcasm, he hoped that by some stoke of luck the robot would willingly release it's hold.




Edwin heard Nowah shout in pain. The smoke had cleared up almost entirely, Edwin looked over to see Nowah had been wounded, her black armor had become coated in blood which shimmered under the moonlight. It seemed like she needed help, Edwin focused back on his opponent.

"I don't have time to play around. Let's finish this." Edwin shouted before lunging at the man with a flurry of sword strikes. He continued his barrage with reckless abandon, with each swing he charged the power supply for his gunblade. Once it was fully charged he would deliver the final blow.

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The man came at Gregson with a barrage of blows, lashing out as fast as he could. Gregson deflected the man's strikes with his own blade. The man was skilled, Gregson gave him that. But the boy obviously had not had as much experience at swordplay as Gregson. After the strikes kept coming, Gregson began to realize something. The man was swinging his sword purely for the strikes, he wasn't even trying to strike Gregson anymore. He has something up his sleeve. Very well, I will have to use one of my tricks as well.

One thing Gregson loved about his sword is how it only required one hand to use, leaving the other open. With is free hand, Gregson pulled out his dagger. This dagger was different than most: It had a pistol built into the blade. The gun was not not very noticeable, and that was just fine for Gregson. Now using his dagger as well as his sword, Gregson began to go on the offensive. The dagger was a foot and a half of high quality steel, the blade razor sharp. Gregson's attacker began to show strain, having to defend against two blades was obviously something he wasn't used to. I am going to wear him down a bit, and when he tries to use his little trick, I am going plug a bullet in his gut and bury my knife in his chest. Gregson smiled at the thought and began to attack with increased vigor. Gregson was all smiles at the moment: he loved a good fight.

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Victoria sighed realizing that the crew of the Daedalus weren't even bothering to try and rescue her.Oh well,at least she was getting better at piloting.She was still worried about the current fight when a pale lavender colored objected appeared out of the corner of her eye.On closer inspection she saw it was a jewel,rather large for its size, with gold and silver rings encrusted with strange runes she never saw before attached.About time my luck turned around! I'm keeping this for my trouble and either hawking it or keeping it around,after all I've never seen anything like that before. Oil rushed to her cheeks when she realized what a bad idea that was,considering these were probably the worst people in the known universe to steal/claim what should be hers after all she had been through/"borrow until someone notices it's missing.As the blushing stopped,she wondered what she should do and for the meanwhile played with it.

Victoria noticed a light come out of it and put the ship on autopilot.

The jewel was projecting an image of a man holding a child and as soon as it finished it repeated itself.There was something odd about the image besides being a hologram.She touched the gold ring and the image increased in size,as she focused harder on the image.Vicky had seen the girls face before but where? She attempted to narrow down the options,it couldn't have been in her hometown and it didn't look like any of the women on the Daedalus,so it must have been a member of the Red Cloth.Her eyes widened,that was it! Nowah? She scrolled her finger across the ring until she could realized she was right.

Vicky wanted to watch it again with it not zoomed in,If the gold makes it bigger than the silver... The robotic girl was able to make out the man now,but what was wrong with his head.On closer inspection it appeared he had a hat on towards the end.As it went on,she saw that he had the same horns as the goats and rams had back in the farm town.

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The man's plea to be let go in return for his surrender thoroughly surprised Sulley. It seemed he might even want to join the Daedalus crew, an exciting but suspicious thing indeed. He had enough experience with pirates and other unsurly beings to know that about half the time most of what they promised was actually a lie, a concept he had truly been confused by when he first began life as he never saw a point in telling an un-truth. This was an enemy and perhaps he was truthful but perhaps not. So, loosening his grip marginally his gears turned as he considered this. "Very well but I believe you should discuss this with the captain first. I shall take you to him and release you on his orders. I also will suggest that you do not attempt any sort of trickery because I will then be pressed to use force which might regretfully end in the snapping of your spinal column as you are already in my grip, terribly sorry for the inconvenience sir." The tender hearted robot didn't want such a thing to happen but it was a risk as the man's back and other important internal parts were at his mercy in his tight grip.

After his eery warning he then turned and began clanking down the hall, keeping his captive tight, but not too tight against his chest. The sight almost made it look like when a child was clasping an animal too big for them to truly hold properly and ended in the pet half danging in their grasp. As he continued, his footsteps became quicker as they drew closer to the deck and the sounds of battle became more prominent. Oh dear, how could he have almost forgotten that his companions were locked in battle up top! It wasn't as though he would be much help in the fight since he had to keep his captive restrained but if someone had passed away from injuries due to his absence then he would never forgive himself. Quickly he emerged on deck and let his eyes dart about to take in the multiple fights going on, neither side seemed to be winning or losing at the moment although one enemy female had quite an interesting glowing object with her at the moment. "Oh dear." He quietly muttered at the sight, this couldn't be good at all.

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The half-elf blinked in surprise as crimson blossomed on the fabric of her opponent's shirt, though not necessarily where she'd intended it. Still, she wasn't in any position to question her luck at this point, and quickly recovered, readying herself to give another slash. This one missed its mark (whatever that was; she'd just been aiming for flesh at this point), however, as the Red Cloth, dodged the blow and made a run for the door leading below deck. "What the--hey!" Luckily for her, he didn't make it far before his path was blocked off by a large robot coming up the same way, probably one of the new crewmen. And as an added bonus, it was carrying another Red Cloth in a firm grip, clearly unwilling to let him run off. So that made four intruders in all. Was that really all they'd brought? Four people wasn't enough to capture a ship. Then again, they'd done pretty well with that endeavor when they'd boarded and slaughtered half the crew. Well, now they didn't have the element of surprise, which would make things much more difficult for the small band of terrorists.

Smirking, Angel spun her blade in her hand as she stepped toward her opponent. "Sure hope you weren't planning on running off that way," she quipped, pointing the knife at the doorway that was still blocked by the figure of metal and clockwork. "So, where were we again? Me kicking your ass and throwing you off the ship, right?"

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The glowing gem on Nowah's gauntlet began emanating a small hum. Sparks of lightning began running down her arm.

"Behold, the power of god." Nowah pointed her arm in Sierus's direction. "Impavis!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. Just then all of the runes that were carved into the gauntlet lit up in a flash of purple light. From her palm erupted a large bolt of lightning that shot just barely above Sierus and struck the ship;wood flew in every direction as the lighting lit ablaze the surface of the boat. The Daedalus shook violently, causing many of the fighters to lose balance. Nowah looked up to see Keets had been dragged out of the ship by a large robot. Had he failed with setting up the explosives?



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Edwin's attacks were well met by the barber, his ability to counter probably came from years of experience; although Edwin had the skills to sword fight he lacked a lot of real world experience. Gunbead made a sharp clicking sound meaning the firing mechanism was ready. With a final swing Edwin stepped back just far enough to transform his sword into a gun. As he lifted the gun up towards his foe he noticed the man had anticipated his attack. Before either one could pull the trigger the ship was shaken by a large explosion. His aim went high and he missed his target by a mile. Edwin fell to the ground and looked up to see Nowah's arm was enveloped by electricity. Was this what Harris had warned him about, is this the thing he was supposed to see?




The damn robot had not seen past his lie, but he did not react the way he expected. The robot carried him up through the ship and up towards the deck, at least if he set off the explosions he wouldn't be taken out by the blast. Keets struggled against the robot's grip but it was no use, the machine was too strong. As the reached the open deck a sudden strong turbulence shook the ship, unfortunately the machine had not let go. Keets looked up to see Nowah had used her gauntlet, so perhaps it was time for him to do so as well. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breth, he caused the red stone in his gauntlet to begin glowing just as Nowah's did. Turning his palm to face the robot he shouted.

"Kahirger!" he yelled, his palm sending out a huge burst of fire that separated the robot from Keets. Both of them flew back away from each other. The Red cloth agent began standing up slowly. His body aching from the recent shock.




The fireworks began before Liam even had a chance to run after Keets. In fact it seemed like that idiot found his way back to the deck on his own. That blasted fool, he got lucky way too often.

"Keets blow the charges! I'm calling the ship down." Liam pulled a flare gun from his sash. He aimed it up towards the sky and fired, sending a bright green fireball shooting straight for the stars. "That robot girl better bring the boat down soon."




Keets held the detonation trigger in his hands, the robot had stopped him before he finished connecting the final bomb. Hopefully the other charges would be enough to disable the ship. He pressed the button, activating the explosives and shaking the ship once again. Smoke began rising from within the ship. Just then Keets looked up to see the green flare shooting up into the sky.

"Time to leave!"

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Just as Gregson fired his weapon at his opponent, a large explosion rocked the ship. Gregson's shot just missed the Red Cloth member, punching a hole in the loose cloth of the man's hood. Gregson readied to take on his attacker again, only to see him staring at one of the other attackers. The attacker's arm was ingulfed by electricity. Gregson's mouth was slightly agape. He had completely forgotten about his oppenent, and his oppenent had forgotten about him. Then, only a few seconds after the first explosion, another went off. This explosion was twice the magintude, shaking the ship and sending billowing clouds of smoke and debris into the air. Gregson was thrown into the air, landing against the side railing on the ship. He knocked his head against the rail and everything went dark.

Gregson came to just in time to see the Red Cloth attackers retreating onto their ships. By the time Gregson got back up,
It was too late. The attackers were gone, safely stowed away on their ship.

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Victoria had decided to hide the crystal and probably give it to Nowah later,after all it wasn't stealing unless someone noticed it was missing,right? Putting the ship on autopilot,she searched her rather filthy dress for a place to put it,it wouldn't fit in her pockets and there was no other room except... No,the boots were way too muddying to be used to contain anything,besides how could she walk with a large crystal in her shoe.She looked at her options and sighed,it was the only way.She tied a string around the rings and tied it to part of her leg covered by her boot and then noticed something wrapped up on the floor.
She picked it up and unraveled a worn piece of paper with barely legible text,The kind wilt faw?.It took her a little while,"Their kings will fall, and we shall rise in their place, unseen, unnoticed, we will become them",okay know I really don't get what's going on. The young robotic woman then noticed that part of it of it looked like a map with names of cities crossed out,cites that she had heard were attacked.Dareson,a town in the North Wind that had been destroyed three years ago,Fea was turned burned to ashes seven mouths ago and the newest name crossed out was Tirwelld,her last adventure.The gynoid decided she would keep this to herself and put it into the slot of her arm.She looked up to see bright streaks appear over the horizon.


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Victoria had rushed out of the ship stealthily and speedily,hoping she would not gain any unwanted attention in the chaos of the moment.She had to warn the crew of the Daedalus,she wasn't sure if afterwards she'd try to return to the ship in order not to get blown up or with the crew and hope they could deactivate the bomb or whether it would blow up and everybody including her would die.The young woman shook off the thought,this had to work out.She saw a young white haired half-elf."You should probably get everyone to the engine room because the Red Cloth put a bomb there,I know because I'm one of their prisoners."

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Angel should have learned by now: whenever things seemed to be looking up for the crew of the Daedalus, that was when all hell broke loose. And this was no exception to that rule. She had just begun launching herself forward for the next attack when a blast of energy sent her tumbling to the deck, head spinning slightly. 'What the devil...?' Shaking her head, she sat up in time to see the Red Cloth she'd been fighting shoot a burst of flames from his palm, forcing the robot to release his comrade. No, wait a moment...he was holding some kind of crystal, one unlike anything she'd ever seen before. Back in her live of leisure, her adopted family had possessed all manner of jewels and gemstones, but this was obviously different, design for function rather than fashion. What kind of otherworldly magic was this? Did the Red Cloth have other weapons like this? If so, it was going to take a lot more than a few mercenaries and a ship with some admittedly unique features to take down this group before they caused more damage.

No sooner had the lookout scrambled to her feet than she realized their attackers were beating a hasty retreat back to their own vessel. Where were they going in such a hurry? They clearly had the upper hand at the moment, thanks to their fancy crystals. Why choose now of all times to leave? She supposed she should be happy that they were gone, but something felt off about this whole thing. She found out soon enough just what that was as she turned to find an unfamiliar face behind her, jumping back and holding up her knife in defense against what could potentially be a new enemy. As it turned out, though, her fears were in vain. The other girl claimed to be a prisoner, and her outfit and lack of weapons seemed to confirm that. Besides which, she looked somewhat familiar. Where had Angel seen that face before....?

That mystery would have to wait, as the news the escapee brought with her was anything but comforting. "Whoa, wait a second, did you just say 'bomb'!?"
As if to answer that question, the deck beneath their feet gave a treacherous lurch while everyone standing on it struggled to keep their footing. The Half-Blood's face paled as she saw the smoke up from below deck. "Oh, shit!" Completely forgetting about the other girl, Angel raced to the door and flew down the flight of stairs, ignoring the heat and smoke as she fought her way toward the engine room. What she saw when she got there was not a pretty picture, especially not for an airship in the middle of open sky. Half of the steam tanks had burst apart, and were now little more than scraps of metal and shrieking pipes. And from the looks of it, the damage wasn't over yet. Brown eyes widened as she heard frantic beeping, more likely than not a bomb than had yet to go off. Slamming the door to the engine room only did so much to dull the blast, and Angel was flung backward down the hallway by the sheer force of it. Ears ringing and panic rising in her chest, the girl quickly climbed to her feet and hurried back to the stares, yelling up to whoever was left in the crew. "Somebody get down here!! The engines are fried, we're probably minutes away from dropping out of the sky!"

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Sierus wasn't very impressed. In fact, he anticipated what this girl would do. He wasn't exactly leaving her in the dust, or shredding her to ribbons like other men he'd face, but it was clear through her actions that he did have her on the ropes and the battle was pushing in his favor, despite her jeers of calling him old... Which Sierus really didn't care. He really didn't show much age, despite being almost middle-aged, and he figured his body and even face were in miraculous shape despite all it'd been through. He was lucky he wasn't a crippled wad of man sponging off their loved ones.

No, no. Such terrible thoughts; to be a burden on his loved ones. He'd end his own life before that happened.

Back to turning this little red-coat into a fillet.

The one-armed man gripped his sword tighter as he came back into reality, and the little wench was doing something. Something he didn't like the looks over. That gauntlet had bad news written all over it, but he wasn't sure what it did. His boiling anger was a pretty good hamper to his trying to find out. He gave his sword a few swings, still grinning.
"Come now, little girl! You think your fashion statement is going to..."

The woman launched a huge arc of lightning from her palm, sending the bolt over his head just barely, and sailed right into the ship, sending a massive explosion of chunks of timber. Not only did Sierus's head twist to follow the bolt, his already messy hair stood vertical, as if gelled up. His head slowly rotated back around. "Save...." He said quietly, as his head was back facing towards her, his hair looking as if someone had tried to turn him into a spear. "...You." His voice was murmured. And if she had noticed, his rather furious expression was erased. Erased with one completely blank. Deviod of emotions. Looking straight ahead; not even at her, but in her general direction.

He would stand still for a second.... Before slowly. Calmly. Gently... lowering his sword to the ground, dropping it when it was but a few inches from the ground, filling the air with gentle tinging sounds. He stood crouched for a second. As if he was gathering himsef. Staring straight forward the entire time, hair a frizzy mess. It was slowly settling into a more poofy version of what it had been before. He casually role. "Welp. When shit hits the ship like a cannon.. thaaaaat's when I call it quits." He said, trembling lightly. He turned half circle on his heels, and lifted his left leg, looking to start walking away. Of course... looking like he WAS going to walk away.

As his left leg was lifted, his hand rapidly shot down to his boot, wretching his piper's knife from his ankle, and whipping around at the waist. He flung the knife hard at his foe, whom was hopefully not expecting such a rapid, surprise attack. Granted, he was a little shaken from having a lightning bolt sail past his head... but he threw to the best of his ability. But it didn't really matter... because as soon as he threw the little knife, he moved as fast as his little startled legs could - as fast as he could possibly move in a dead charge towards the girl.... He seemed to be wanting to ram her, but as he charged, he aimed her just to the left of him... She hopefully had forgotten about the little gift she'd given him, and he was going to use it to the fullest extent that he could. He was trying to clothesline her with that sharp point gouging her. He'd give it all he had; trying to hit her. But he didn't know how fast the girl could react...

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Silent and deadly, a mercenary on the Daedelus.

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A mercenary master of advanced weapons.

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A well-to-do gentleman with a taste for adventures.

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Shi Huang

Silent and deadly, a mercenary on the Daedelus.

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Victoria Elizabeth Bellamy

Bolted body,heart of gold...well mostly clockwork

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Bolted body,heart of gold...well mostly clockwork

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Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

Hey guys, I'm working on that post now, I' sorry its not up yet. There are some college related issues that took up all my free time, and I'm just barely able to relax now. hopefully nothing get's in the way and I can finish soon.

Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

I want you to know that Victoria would have probably told someone about the map,the crystal not so much.

Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

Ok I;m working on the time-skip post now. I'm in one of those almost writer's block situations so its a little tough right now, but i will persevere, and Should have the post up by tonight. I hope.

Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

XD Don't worry about it, Ark. Just good to have you back. Anyway, I heard that game is awesome.

But yeah, we could just kind of fast forward to the Daedalus crash landing on some land mass, maybe the same one they were supposed to be exploring in the first place. Then the crew would get to have a ton of fun play "Search and Destroy" with the Red Cloths. XD

Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

@Ark
Perhaps we could skip ahead to the point where we are near this Mystery Ilses of yours, or something to that effect.

Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

@Ark:I don't have many ideas right now,maybe we could capture Ed.
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30.I will not ask Victoria if she's a persocom as she never watched Chobits...or any television for that matter.
31.For that matter if I ask "Why so Sierus?",I will keep in mind nobody can see how I'm spelling words in my head and DC comics doesn't exist in this world.
32.I am not allowed to hug a crew member's leg and refuse to let them go while declaring them "mine".
33.I cannot dress up as the "Ghost of Angsty Back-Stories Past" for Halloween.
34.I am not to take out a life insurance policy on any crew member before a battle without telling them.
35.I will not bother the navigator with such trivial questions as "Are we there yet?".
36.I will not try to explain the concept of "Casual Fridays" to Red Cloth members.

Re: [OOC] Gunship: The End of Peace

Hey, sorry I've been gone. I feel like a rump hole for leaving the way I did. Thing is I keep getting distracted by a lot of things most recently Skyrim which has officially sucked up sixty hours of my life -_-'

Anyways If you guys are still willing I'll probably do a time skip post and sort of move things to the next step.

Tell me about where you think we should head next and whatever we can agree on will probbably be what happens.

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Yeah, no kidding. It has to have been at least two weeks since our last post. We need some action in this RP. It pains be to do this, but I suggest moving on without CortezHorse. It's not fair to hold everyone else up for one person.

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oh wow, Sierus has really been down in the dumps, hasn't he?
i might rejoin, but this seems kind of...dead...

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YES!! :D Sierus needs some cheering up. ^-^

On another note, it's been a while since the last post. Should we keep waiting for CortezHorse or just move along without them?

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Jacopo's back,shall we tell him that we started a new rp?

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No worries, Ark, you haven't missed anything. CortezHorse's been held up with real life stuff, so we're still waiting on a post for Sculley. :)

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First I'd like to apologize for leaving without notice, I just got back from an unexpected road trip.

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@Cortez
No worries, I can understand the confusion.
I think the idea is that they just set off a bomb on the ship, so the Daedalus is going down and the Red Cloth are in the process of escaping the their own ship. It's up for debate whether they're off yet or still sticking around to get some fighting it. So really it's up to you how you want to play it in your post.

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Pardon for lack of posting, work 50 hours a week, go to school full time and having meetings with the Coast Guard to juggle tends to suck your free time away. ;p No excuses though! I am confused though so maybe one of you could help me because who knows I could be overlooking something. Is the group that attacked the Daedalus gone as SolrSurfr, utahnn and MadHatter suggested in their posts or are they still there for fighting as Vio suggested. Just trying to make sure I get it right. ^_^ Thanks. :)

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I believe we're just waiting for Sculley's post now. Am I right?

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Someone post,IC or OOC at this point I don't care!

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I'm for having a chapter that's neither prequel nor sequel,I don't think I've gotten to play Victoria enough.
I also think we should do a fan flash for this rp,everyone knows what a fan flash is right?

I have an idea,how about we make them crash a ball or another rich person event next chapter

Victoria:How about that weather?
Rich guy:You have mentioned that six times already.
Victoria:But it's so wonderfully sunny!
Rich guy:(perplexed look)It's rainy bucket loads.
Victoria:Nice to hear that...

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@Ark

I am very fond of Gregson, so if you are making a new Gunship RP, i would prefer one that is set in the future (as compared to the current role play). But, if not, then I don't see the harm in introducing one of Gregson's ancestors. I am in the same boat as Vio-Lance, i have plans and plot ideas for Gregson, and I would like to continue the character. But, I am also fair. If everyone else wants a re-boot, then I am on board for it as well.

cron