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Edited by VertheAlt:
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Fireteam November (RP)
The Serpent Hyperes Galaxy has always been at the center of the universe, which means the fight between what is right and what is wrong has always been constant. Our leaders, such as the president of the SHG (Serpent Hyperes Government), Colonel Decessare has enlisted the most powerful and expert soldiers from all around the Army, Air Force, Marines and Navy Seals and brought them all together to form an incredibly lethal team known as Fireteam November, who are dispatched in the darkest hours to vanquish the greatest evils known to man.
"We're willing to put our golashes in murky waters and when we pull them out, both our golashes are clean, and so is the water. Any sumabitch to look down the barrels of our guns will never see another thing when the mission is all said and done. That's a promise."
~Colonel Decessare
[b]Locations[/b]
[spoiler]ISS Avalon-
The main warship of the SHG and Fireteam November. It's layout can be found [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1379963/179884199/0/0]here.[/url]
[url=http://www.mariposajunglelodge.com/images/bg-page.jpg]Corra-[/url]
An extremely hot and dense jungle planet that is overrun by small packs of bandits who live in the trees and horrific creatures. It is devoid of major colonization and is a good spot to find rare metals. At night, it is said a creature known as the Horned Raxomajump jaunts across the forests, it's horns the sharpest things you'll ever see. It is said to be able to run at 80 MPH, to be as wide as an elephant and as tall as a giraffe. More on it can be found [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/181058306/0/0]here[/url].
Ashuna - A dry, arid and barren wasteland planet that is actually said to be the home of many buried treasures and valuable minerals and ores. Many Sandworms, writhing, grossly mutated worms who dwell in the crust of Ashuna live there and will devour just about anything. The water on the planet is extremely scarce, the mornings will literally melt people and the nights are strangely peaceful but very cold. The planet is the oldest in Serpent Hyperes.
Thabolia - Thabolia is a giant planet with tremendous storms and incessant meteorite showers. It is the largest known planet in Serpent Hyperes and one of the most dangerous. There is a promote cave dwelling race that live inside the planet. They have an advanced social hierarchy but that is all that is known of them.[/spoiler]
[b]Character Creator:[/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1379963/180288021/0/0
[b]Rules:[/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/181807586/0/0
[b]Join our Group:[/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/1379963
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[b]Frost sits in a lounge, playing with his new powers [/b]
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17 RepliesEdited by VertheAlt: 12/31/2015 1:33:03 AM[b]The Makings of War[/b] [i]Now[/i] "The salts of the planet, long exalted and buried, now rise as the foundation shakes and cracks, molten lava riding to the surface, killing many who run in terror. Hundreds of Imperial Forces carriers land on the planet, and the synthetic soldiers marching out, killing everyone and anyone visible. The ground shifts, leveling skyscrapers as the air soon fills with smoke from the wilfire running from building to building. I watch the glory, the pure beauty of the chaos unfolding in front of my very eyes. The blood flowing down the shaking and cracking sidewalks, the molten ashes creeping their way out of the planets core. What a most beautiful sight to behold. And the man, the thing, the artist at the center of the chaos was the legend, Raven, who raises his hands in triumph like a runner finishing an ultramarathon or a composer after their most exquisite suite. His black cape billows in the dust kicking up from the skyscrapers falling to the Earth, his mask starts to bend as he grins like a madman under it, and the small slits for his eyes are filled with burning inspiration. This art he painted in a fit of blind passion is the art of war, an art that can never be rivaled in sheer majesty. That man, who stood in front of his masterpiece was gone days later. Vanished overnight, not a sign of his departure, not even a clue the day before. His work was awe-conjuring. I mimiced him, was like him, and I soon rose through the ranks of the Imperial Forces. I was proud to strut around The Victory with my medals of honor and a badge of prestige. [i]General Ken Rourke, 31, War Hero.[/i] And then the tides shifted, and the Serpent Hyperes Government was on the offense. Mad of the destruction me and my hero had caused. They sent a man, who destroyed us and make it look like child's play with only a knife and his intuition. His intelligence. His raw physical prowess. But he spared me, to send a message. What a mistake. As I, Ken Rourke, leader of the Imperial Forces, I think that this is my masterpiece. My revenge. Giving the man who spared my life a taste of his own medicine. Aaron Sawyer, you've lost so much. Your friends, your wife, your family. But I will burn everything you have left to the ground and make you wish you were never conceived. You and Fireteam November. Expect the worst, my friends. It is coming." [spoiler]Closed, suggestions?[/spoiler]
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102 RepliesGranberia is training in the gym, practicing her swordsmanship. [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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45 RepliesEdited by ChaiseShadows: 12/31/2015 3:57:04 PM[url=https://www.google.co.uk/imgres?imgurl=http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/50/1200x720_9643_Eldar_Bounty_Hunter_Character_Force_3D_3d_character_girl_woman_cyberpunk_cyborg_sci_fi_picture_image_digital_art.jpg&imgrefurl=http://digital-art-gallery.com/picture/9643&h=720&w=1200&tbnid=iy9lkcwNk1aw5M:&docid=Jt-83dcusC78AM&ei=0HF5VsXADIfxUqTPoPgD&tbm=isch&client=safari&ved=0ahUKEwjF6JzH6e_JAhWHuBQKHaQnCD8QMwhlKD4wPg]Echo[/url][i] is in the VR room, the setting is some remote mountain top with the moon rising. The air is fresh with the slight smell of cedar in the air. She is meditating slowly accessing the dormant powers gifted to her from her genetic engineering.[/i]
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49 Replies[b]A small Ouroboros spaceship lands in the hangar of the ISS Avalon. Cyra, Zero and ember stand nearby. A hatch opens up on the back of the ship and four guards walk out. The stand in a square formation and wait for Cyra, Ember and Zero to approach them.[/b]
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109 RepliesEdited by Asharru: 12/31/2015 4:10:37 AM[b]Frost smacks a wall, breaking it[/b] "Did I just...." [b]He grabs something and lightly flicks it, making a big dent[/b] "Wha...." [b]He concentrates on something and flicks his fingers, making it explode[/b] "What is happening to me...." [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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16 Replies[b]lucas sits in the med bay. The medics had just finished unstitching his mouth for the 5th time. It had become sport to members of the FN, since he was a refugee from corra, the last wisp alive. [/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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21 Replies[b]JT is at the bar, drinking a whiskey[/b] ((Open))
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10 Replies[b]Frost sits in a lounge with Annabelle[/b] "So these powers are cool" [i]"Early godhood...."[/i] "Indeed, unbelievable" [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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128 RepliesEdited by Chesh I Guess: 1/1/2016 8:24:53 AM[b][u]It followed me home... Again[/u][/b] [u]Medbay[/u] [b]Anumi wakes up on the soft sheets of a medical bed. She blinks away the sleep. How long was she ou-... They are dead... Two guards... On the floor... In pools of blood... Dead. She tries to scream but something stops her. It's the man in the room, holding a knife... His eyes are dark with hate.[/b] [i][u]"Security isn't reliable, huh?"[/u][/i] [b]He grins at her, almost in a loving way.[/b] [i][u]"I can't have Lucien and you... Making problems... God... And just after I got rid of the other two..."[/u][/i] [b]He steps over the bodies and leans on the foot of the bed.[/b] [i][u]"I'm too quick... No one is saving you now..."[/u][/i] http://www.mobafire.com/images/champion/skins/landscape/varus-blight-crystal.jpg [i][u]"What happened to you, Caldon?"[/u][/i] [b]Her words catch him off guard.[/b] [i][u]"The trio... I did everything for them... Then they just abandon me... Hell... I cared for them so much... I won't lie... But now... Damien learned the truth long ago... But I made him suffer every day to keep quiet... And now I'll make you suffer..."[/u][/i] [b]Caldon quickly spins around and plunges his dagger forward. It connects with flesh and blood hits the ground. But... It didn't hit Anumi... It hit the palm of a hand. Caldon quickly sprint backwards and throws more daggers forward. But something stops them each.[/b] [i][u]"The hell...?"[/u][/i] [b]A figure moves from the shadows... His bright yellow eyes piercing through the slits in his mask.[/b] [i]"Interloper... You have just been judged..."[/i] [b]The figure snaps his fingers causing a massive explosion and tearing a hole in the room. Caldon is sent flying backwards by the force.[/b] [i]"I am much stronger than you now... And I will not suffer anymore... Begone, abuser."[/i] [b]Caldon fires an arrow at the figure only for him to grab it in mid air.[/b] [i]"I HAVE RETURNED AND I WILL PROTECT!"[/i] [b]Caldo sprints down the hall slicing down guards as he goes. He reaches the hangar only to find the figure has appeared before him.[/b] http://i1291.photobucket.com/albums/b558/Fragesed/d-sun_vandheer-lorde_zps9aaecb41.jpg [b]The figure's fur coat moves steadily in sway. He walks forward, almost like he is hovering. Each step vibrates with power and control. He snaps his fingers again and Caldon feels something slice through his middle. He melts into a pile of ice and snow.[/b] [i]"You'll be back..."[/i] [b]The figure walks back towards to Anumi's room. He has triggered the alarm and caused sprinklers to go off. He takes on step in the room only to be slammed into by Anumi. She hugs him tightly.[/b] [i][u]"I knew you'd come back... You always save me..."[/u][/i] [b]He pulls off his mask revealing his sharp features and inhuman grin. His bright yellow eyes blaze with intent.[/b] [i]"It took me some time... But I always able to hypothesis a perfect circumference for a return leap to a parallel wall of formulated positions."[/i] [b]He returns the hug. He had to admit, it felt good to be back...[/b] [spoiler]Closed[/spoiler]
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159 Replies[b]JT is on the Gladius' bridge, sitting in front of a LARGE glass window, looking into space, sitting on a black spinning chair[/b] ((Open, just say you show up at the hangar))
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432 RepliesEdited by Asharru: 12/31/2015 1:10:08 AM[b]A scorched ship lands in the landingbay, and a man steps out with scorched armour and a cracked visor [/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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54 RepliesEdited by ChaiseShadows: 1/1/2016 12:45:32 PMDelta [i] is in the workshop struggling with Echo's nanomech armour.[/i] " God Damn It!" [i] He throws something across the workshop.[/i]
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25 Replies[b]The Gladius of the gods[/b] [b]A strange ship twice the size of the Avalon appears beside it, as if it came from hyperspeed, and 4 more are with it, before a 5th comes, followed by a 6th. [/b] ((Ver))
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157 RepliesEdited by Chesh I Guess: 12/30/2015 11:27:15 PM[b]Anumi sits in the cafeteria eating her favorite food, small cupcakes. Lucien sits across from her but he just stares at her, blank and cold. She's gotten used to his lifeless look. It used to bother her, but at this point... She just doesn't have the luxury to care. Lucien turns his head to watch outside a viewport, watching the outside world move on without him.[/b] [i][u]"What are you thinking about...?"[/u][/i] [i]"I hate this..."[/i] [i][u]"Hmmm...?"[/u][/i] [i]"This banter. It's dumb as hell."[/i] [b]Lucien gets up, wraps himself in the jacket he brought along and walks to the hangar. But something stops him before he enters the large room. The silence. It's wretched and bizarre. This ship has plenty of noise, he knows that's for sure... But this is off... The silence is quickly interrupted by the rhythmic drum of footsteps. Lucien frowns and makes his way back to the cafeteria. He enters, only to find Anumi and her tray for food have long disappeared. He pulls a cigarette from his pocket he tries to light it, but the lighter just doesn't seem to make a flame.[/b] [i]"Guess I had to die some day..."[/i] [b]A hand rests on his shoulders...[/b] [b]Anumi walks past a few guards and taps on the door to Lucien's room. He went to the hangar three hours ago. No one had seen him since. She opens the door, knowing his passcode only to find the room empty. She was getting worried. Knowing him, he might just be walking around aimlessly... But... She had to know he was safe. She continues to walk down the halls and corridors of the ship, becoming desperate in her search for Lucien. She follows his last trace to the hangar. It's empty... Not just of him... But of all people. A silence soaks into the room as the gentle ring of stomping echoes in the ship. Unsure of what's happening, she continues down the hangar, picking up speed. The sound grows ever closer no matter how fast she goes. It doesn't take long before it is deafening. It sounds like the footsteps are right behind but when she turns to look, she finds nothing. Panicking, she screams out.[/b] [i][u]"Leave me alone!"[/u][/i] [b]She stops and covers her ears and closes her eyes, trying to block out the horrifying marching surrounding her. And just as sudden as it starts, it ends. She opens her eyes to find security workers looking at her with distressed faces. She falls to her knees and tears begin to fill her eyes as a horrific realization hits her.[/b] [b][u]He had found her.[/u][/b] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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53 Replies[b]JT is in a grey jumpsuit, his goggles on his forehead, on deck 2, working on an M4A1 Carbine, outfitting new attachments. So far he's added a foregrip, red dot sight, and a muzzle brake, and painted the gun black, with a red handle and barrel, and he slings it across his back, then working on a 1911 semi[/b] ((Open))
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Edited by DsrGGuy: 12/31/2015 12:00:09 AMTotally read "Sgt. Herpes"
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28 Replies*Scarlett knocks on frost's door* [b]She feels bad about scaring him away and really hopes he is there.[/b] [spoiler]open to halo[/spoiler]
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Edited by Dougie: 12/31/2015 12:30:08 AM[Redacted]
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93 RepliesEdited by BlindSwift: 12/30/2015 6:23:29 PM[u]Mess Hall[/u] [i]Heinrich was away from most and as far away as possible trying not to socialize so far and ate his food silently[/i] (Open)
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106 Replies[b]Annabelle sits in a lounge, bored out of her mind[/b] [spoiler]open[/spoiler]
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87 Replies[b]A message[/b] [b]All across the ISS Avalon, all items with a screen suddenly turn black, until a figure appears in black armor and a mask[/b] "Hello, November. I presume you have seen my recent... Event. And I would like you to know, if you do not hand over the girl Cyra and the boy Ember to my possession, I will target the Avalon and destroy you all. And you know what, bring Zero along if you can. That is all." [b][i][u]The ISS Avalon[/u][/i][/b] [b]Cyra sits in her room with Zero and Gideon, wondering about what to do[/b] [spoiler]Open, persuade them to do something[/spoiler]
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53 RepliesA small vessel floats through space, approaching the Avalon. The vessel lands in the loading deck and a cloaked figure emerges, a massive steel sword strapped to its back.
