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originally posted in:Glacies RP
Edited by Neon:
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Glacies RP
Welcome to Earth, heartwarming, our home and nothing short of depreciated over the years of humanity. We took our world for granted and in the year 2021... The sun had vanished without a trace and with it, the frozen future. Two decades have passed now and Earth has been frosted over by a half mile thick sheet of ice encasing its once green flourish to a stone whisper. Humans have moved into massive cities all over the globe known as Domes, others below the Earth's surface to the Undergrounds; and even to the Ocean's below the ice. Four Powers: Oceanic, Klik, Bred, and Stars; risen from the frozen corpses of those before the Great Collapse, all fighting for control.
Nuclear power is the bloodline of all humanity now, without it we would be gone. Without the sun nutritional food had become scarce, our flesh ghostly or ashen with the loss of pigment over time; supplements taken to survive day to day. The world outside you may ask? Well... We call that the Barrens, and this world... Well its no longer ours to control, only Glacies.
[b][u]PM me if you'd like to Join Up![/u][/b]
[b]Just Joining Up?[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1539990
Join the Glacies Group^^^^
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1332174
Join the RP Den^^^^[/spoiler][b]Rules[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/203059398/0/0[/spoiler] [b]Q&A[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/203296840/0/0[/spoiler][b]Locations[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/202810955/0/0[/spoiler] [b]Bios for the RP[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/203113359/0/0[/spoiler] [b]Heat Exchange Tech[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/202811003/0/0[/spoiler] [b]Afflictions[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/203013412/0/0[/spoiler] [b]Factions[/b][spoiler]https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/203012975/0/0[/spoiler]
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Nah feel like revving this for some reason.
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[b][u]The Man with Many Titles[/u][/b] [i][b]Nomad, Wanderer, and Maverick. Clayton had many titles from many places. In this case, his title was The Ranger. He would be roaming around, trekking this world to find his purpose. He would occasionally bump into some Stars being from the west. His recently visit to Egypt allowed him to step out of his boundaries and meet the Eyes for the first time. Now, he was walking down towards South Africa, walking into Klik territory. He was in his dunebuggy, hovercraft- heading towards the nearest Klik city. [/b][/i] (Open for character interaction)
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20 Replies[b][i]In front of the larges pyramid, a few watchtowers are set up, men with snipers and assault rifles patrolling them. This pyramid was a Grand Bazzar, where you could buy sell or trade almost anything. As someone approaches the gate, two man in lightweight armour approach. One, a woman asks "who are you?"[/i][/b] [b][i]Well, who are you?[/i][/b] [spoiler]open. Your the person approaching If it was unclear[/spoiler]
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9 Replies[b][i]A man in a torn heat exchange suit crawls out of an anomaly zone, his flesh boiling and mind swimming with incoherent thoughts. The close proximity to the anomaly has altered the pathways in his mind.. His perception falters, his consciousness fades.[/i][/b]
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21 Replies[b][u]The Congregation[/u][/b] [b][i]Brazilian Underground[/i][/b] In the Klik capitol of the Braziliam underground the citizens of all forms bustle about, barter, whisper their secret oaths and enforce the black market flows dwelling deep within Burg. Soldiers taking an outing from their work, and mingling with the locals, find their way into the heavy scented bars chalk full of signing, fights, or the general blabber of all commons of people from around the settlements. One famous bar famously known as the Gildion frequently receives the taboo mingle of Stars Soldiers, Breds, the common militia men of the Klik army or even a rare occasion of an Oceanic. Many congregate here to lay back and relax, swap their own accounts from the wastelands of the Barrens; and even form friendships surpassing the Four Powers conformity. Welcome to the Pub [spoiler]Open to all; including intros[/spoiler]
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24 Replies[b]Qubec, STARS dome A man set up shop in a backstreet, his merchandise being that of some small arms, trinkets, and even nutrients from around the world His wares were small in quantity and large in quality, being exotic and rare [/b] ((Open))
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4 RepliesEdited by Hel Ines: 5/11/2016 11:51:08 AM[b][i]Location: San Pilu streets[/i][/b] *Jayn walked up to the door of a building* "I guess today is the day" * I walked in and approached the desk and asked to see the recruiter, the lady pointed me to the back room where I went in and say in the chair opposite the desk. The lady had said he'll be back in a few minutes so I sit there waiting. [i]A few minutes later[/i] "Anyone home?" * I look around and a small man walks in and hands me papers and mouth the words [u]fill these out[/u] the turns revealing a phone in his hands and walks out the papers are just simple check lists 1. Sex: female 2. Age: 26 3. Reason for joining: I want to fight The rest are just meaningless simple questions. I fill them out then put them in the registered tray, the man walks back in and takes the paper and gives them a once over then waves me to the next room, all while welcoming my to the corps, in the next room he asks me my size of jumpsuit, embarrassed I say* "small, my dimensions are 32 21 33" * the man whistles and says they have only one of anything near that size and tosses it to me, he then instructs me to put it on, I strip and put it on he checks me off for not having any physical ailments and sends me out with a duffle bag full of everything I'll need and tells me I'll get a call in a few days. I then am ejected into the street and start walking to the bar* [spoiler]open to anyone[/spoiler]
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33 RepliesEdited by slight: 5/11/2016 2:06:40 PM[u]Location: Enigma[/u] [i]0000[/i] [b]Any who cower will fall.[/b] [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1539990/203212978/0/0/1]Lian[/url] The figure stood, stolid in the midnight, gazing over a vast sheet of perfect ice. A glass mirror placed down to mirror the black sky. The figure wore a H suit and its visor was slightly fogged. The thermometer read -216° and dropping. The figure was standing on a hill of sorts looking over what was called The Enigma. The figure's mind wandered as he stared at the ice. The sky, black as night, lay silent. It seemed even the stars had abandoned Earth. And the lone figure staring at the greatest mystery on Earth. Lian, as the figure's name was, shifted and took a breath in. His thoughts went to when he was little. He had always wanted to explore the Enigma. People told him it was not safe. [i]Of course not. This while damn world isn't safe. I'm not expecting on little piece of ice to be.[/i] Lian looked at The HUD display and saw his location to be approximately three miles off the coast of Madagascar. He knew that he had to get home. At least to the place he called home. A Dome, under the Star's command, in North America. And to do that he would have to ride. He looked back at the ice. [i]One day. One day.[/i] And then he turned to head back to his ship. [spoiler]Closed. Reply to reply down under this. [/spoiler]
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Edited by DesertX963: 5/11/2016 12:37:26 PMRedacted
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6 RepliesStill waiting on that pic
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58 Replies[i][u]HQ, Bred Army, Moscow metro.[/u][/i] Lieutenant Dmitri Kozlov stood at parade rest as the man before him left the personnel office. He waited for a moment and approached the door, he knocked once, entered when directed and stood at the front of the desk of the major in charge of officer's assignments. He saluted and reported. "1st lieutenant Dmitri Kozlov reports as ordered comrade major." [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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Edited by bludhuney: 5/10/2016 9:22:24 PM
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2 Replies[quote]>I was only nine years old >I loved (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) so much >I had all the merchandise and movies >Pray to (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) every night >Thanking him for the life I've been given >(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) is love, I'd say, (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) is life >My dad hears me, calls me a fgt >I tell him he's just jealous of my devotion to (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) >call him a desticle >he slaps me and sends me to my room to sleep >I'm crying now, and my face hurts >As I lay in bed, it's really cold >I feel a warmth moving towards me >I feel something touch me >It's (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) >He whispers in my ear "o bb" >(͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) grasps me with his powerful (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) hands >forces me on to my hands and knees >I'm ready (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)[/quote]
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56 Replies[b][u]Chapter 1 • The Trio[/u][/b] [b][i]Off the Coast of the Florida Keyes[/i][/b] The darkness was deafening, and the howling wind dragging the scent of despair along its wake, wrapping tightly around the mountainous landscape of ice. It was an everlasting hate for the world and its inhabitants, no animal, no life could thrive in this frozen damned hell. In the midst of shadows a flash of dazzling intense light broke the liquid dark, followed by two other similar pairs of lights. Out of the blinding veil shaped three figures, all of which seemed to be wearing thick metallic suits; humanoids. Slowly two of them walked forward onto the thick icy ground toward a massive skyscraper imbedded into the frozen ground. [i]"Oi! We gotta potential Skeleton Cavern 'ere! Get the flares out, gotta call back to base and alert 'em."[/i] The farthest figure budged as if nodding before turning dragging their personal light along the landscape before disappearing over a dip in the ground below. The other two stood by and investigated the imbedded structure. [i]"You know the General doesn't like this, Commander... Its not going to be pleasing to find a full Lancer nest so early in the day."[/i] The other smaller suited man nodded, a Normaweight commander; his suit glowing in some areas within the freezing Barrens. Suddenly the surrounding area turned blood red with the glow of a massive shower of flares all glowing smartly in the black air. The recon team would be coming soon...
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Hey, hey, Sound of Silence! I like the Disturbed one a bit more than the meme-infested Simon and Garfinkel one...
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Simon and Garfunkel original version is better
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6 RepliesYou put it in OffTopic man? Risky.
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9 Replies[b][i]The Eyes were not one to put out bounties. They tracked town their prey to be killed. This time was different though. The men they were putting a bounty on weren't just rouges or criminals. They were organized, supplied and highly dangerous. But they had a hefty sum of money on their head. Money, and supplies. The two things you needed out in this wasteland.[/i][/b]
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4 RepliesFirst person who's not the creator who has an unfair advantage
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2 RepliesSecound.
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