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The Eternity Era {Open RP}
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Nolas Droj
Location:
Azeroth,
Dammit! None of that involves candy!
"I'll call a medivac then," Nolas tapped his ear, the communicator built into his skull whirring to life with a hiss of static. "Hello, there's been a crash in subsector seven, route..." the tech mage scanned the signs littered about, relaying the co-ordinates to the hospital staff.
He turned back to the reptilian woman when done. "There should be a ship coming soon," He informed her, cautiously approaching.
Post by
Atik
R-130
Azeroth's Surface
"Picking Up Hostiles In The Walls." The droid stated, catiously heading into the room.
Coldpelt
The Heaven's Fury
Coldpelt nodded, heading for the fridge.
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Azeroth
The woman nodded. "Good..." She stated, heading back ino the pod to help the other occupants.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Fjordin Orebeard
Location
: Azeroth - Surface
Fjordin stood and followed, tossing a Molotov back.
Character
:
CAPTAIN
Jack Falcon
Location
:
The White Opal
, Deep Space
"That... is incredibly unhelpful," Jack muttered. "COMPUTER!" he roared. "SPECIFY SPECIES!"
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Nolas Droj
Location:
Azeroth
Nolas watched her go. He glanced at the body of the captain thoughtfully. "Hmmm..." His eyes slid back to the damaged pod where the alien had retreated into.
"Need a hand?" He offered, carefully scaling the wreckage.
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470415
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Post by
Atik
N.A.V.I.
The White Opal
"I'm sorry, but I don not believe my records contain data of the species." The VI replied.
R-130
Azeroth's Surface
R-130 did a quick look around, the walls seeming to tremble.
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Azeroth
"Would be appreciated." She commented, lugging another two injured Na'Sanna free.
SIlvia
Xoroth
"Oooooooh....." The cry echoed from the high-ranking Cabal's chambers.
"Oooooooh yessss....." She called out, clearly pleased.
"Ohhhh yeeessss, yes...." She nearly screeched.
"Oh yes!" She exclaimed, the Shadow Knight giving her a foot rub having found just the right spot around her hooves. "Oh, that feels so good." She sighed, relaxing in her seat.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Nolas Droj
Location:
Azeroth
"Sonofawitch!" Nolas cursed as he struggled beneath the sudden dead weight flung at him.
Post by
355559
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Post by
Atik
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Azeroth
The woman didn't seem to notice, pulling out the other still-living passengers of the lifepod.
Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Zach
Location: Azeroth-Templar Grounds
Zach looked up from his book. "Something about this planet's history. But it's so boring!" He said letting his head fall back on the table.
Character: Richard
Location: Azeroth's Surface
"This one at a time crap isn't going to work." He said charging forward to the nearest faceless on and shoved his rifle in it's face and pressed a button on the side causing a wave of ion energy to rush out and burn everything in front of him before charging forward again and slicing another stomach open with a blade.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Nolas Droj
Location:
Azeroth
Nolas heaved the body off of him, dumping it unceremoniously on the ground. "Lovely..." he muttered, glancing back at the pod.
Post by
Aimsyr
Lektroz Felbolt
Azeroth Surface
Male Gnome, Affiliated with the Cabal
Description: Lektroz Felbolt is a gnomish warlock who fights for the Cabal, he feels bitter towards the Templar for eradicating warlocks and sees them as cowardly fools for not embracing the power of fel and shadow. However, his true motivation for siding with the Cabal is the fact the latter allow him to test his droids and weaponry in a manner the Senate and the Templar find unacceptable: using them on the public (or the unwashed masses as he likes to call them).
Lektroz is a fanatical follower of the Cabal, though when it comes to loyalty would not protest in the slightest if something 'unfortunate' were to happen and the way was cleared for him to become the new leader of the Cabal. He is quite vain and already views himself as a lord among the Cable. This is not entirely without a reason to back this belief however, as his droids are unrivaled by all others in the galaxy and they are the envy of tech mages everywhere. Unfortunately his best droids are expensive to produce and even if they were to make something as simple as a cup of tea there would likely be a large amount of collateral damage involved. This does not bother Lektroz though, as where he lacks the money he uses intimidation. He also believes in success at any cost.
Due to the above, the reward for his capture is enough to make the poorest of people considerably wealthy. Unfortunately all attempts to kidnap the gnome have ended with death. Lektroz is a skilled user of both fel magic and dark blades, the latter of which he carries two. One he manufactured himself, the other was taken from an old nemesis he had among the Templar. In combat the gnome is most effective when it comes to surprises and always has a multitude of tricks up his sleeve, were not for this he would have been killed long ago by more capable opponents. Lektroz owns a ship named the 'Catastrophe,' an infiltrator-class Cabal star fighter. Lektroz has black hair, pale skin, intense green eyes, black hair and is rarely seen wearing clothes that are any colour other than black. He sports a well-groomed moustache and is generally seen wearing a multi-purpose monocle that acts as a scope, night vision device or heat signature reader depending on what it is set to.
Lektroz looked ahead towards the vast expanse of Icecrown Citadel. He had been sent to the surface of Azeroth to track down a crashed ship which contained some very rare elementium infused mithril power cores, not to mention important intelligence files which included droid programming plans. The gnome knew all this because those were the very object which were taken away onboard the Senate cruiser after a raid on his manufactory on Draenor. Nevertheless he allowed himself a small smirk,
what kind of fools put destabilized power cores next to the hyperspace drive,
he thought, casting his eyes upwards. The ship, or what was left of it, was perched rather precariously on a part of the citadel that had suffered a concentrated blast of fel energy long ago, near the throne room. A nearby droid with "REC-229" emblazoned on it's torso was scanning the vicinity. It was the only one of it's kind that had survived the raid by the Senate and it carried a high-powered long range blaster rifle with it. The other droids in the vicinity were all cheap quality ones that relied on sheer weight of numbers to overcome their foes and Lektroz was easily able to replace the ones that had been destroyed by the faceless they had encountered.
"HUMAN LIFE-FORMS DETECTED" announced the droid, its eyes fixed to the blaster's scope. "Range three hundred yards, trajectory thirty-eight degrees, fully armed, one droid... Processing emblems." Lektroz stared at where the droid was focusing through his monocle, a few seconds later REC-229 alerted him to the fact the soldiers were in deed Senate, "Emblems recognized... Three Senate Special Operations emblems, one standard Senate forces emblem." Lektroz turned to his droids, "AKK thirty-three to fourty-eight, kill them." The fifteen droids immediately sped off on their speeder bikes, bearing down on the Special Forces team with the mounted blaster on the bikes blazing away. Lektroz smiled, then turned to the remaining squad of droids, "follow me," he commanded and they complied immediately. The group advanced towards the citadel, taking a route that would ensure they avoided the Special Forces team while bringing them directly beneath the crashed ship they had been hunting.
Lerra Velloren
Xoroth
Female Worgen, Cabal Bounty Hunter
Description: Lerra Velloren is a young worgen bounty hunter who appears to be in her early twenties, whose alignment is the Cabal for three reasons: In the Cabal her code of honour is not frowned upon, the Cabal's ideals match hers and the Cabal pays her better. Her code of honour is questionable and most other bounty hunters are wary of her as they believe she has none, but in her own words the code of honour she adheres to is 'flexible.' Lerra practices a small amount of self-taught fel and shadow magic to help in her bounty hunting, as well as having taken part a few demonic rituals in order to greatly extend her life.
Lerra grew up on the streets of Azeroth as an orphan and has always had it tough, she keeps her feelings to herself and it is difficult to make her openly display anger, frustration or any other such feeling. Instead she retains a calm demeanor at all times. She is fast, strong and determined, not to mention ruthless. When someone pays her she always sees the job done, but whether she accepts the job in the first place is another matter entirely. Lerra works alone and most bounty hunters who get in her way do not live to tell the tale.
Lerra wears durable armour that does not restrict her movements too greatly and often has a jetpack on her. She also carries an assortment of pistols and rifles, energy blades and a flamethrower. The bounty hunter always has a grappling hook and several elementium detonators on her. Lerra owns a Raptor-class Starfighter named the 'Executioner.' In her worgen form she has black fur with no colour at all. In her human form she has long black hair that reaches down to her waist, tanned skin and a sharp angular face. In both forms she has intense orange eyes and stands a height considerably taller than the average. She has a lean, but muscly build. Most consider her to look both attractive and intimidating, though people with a sense of self-preservation generally keep their distance.
The bounty hunter disembarked from her ship in her human form, carrying her helmet under one arm with her hair tied back and braided to keep it out of the way. Several Cabal initiates rushed over to her, awaiting orders. "Take care of my ship," she instructed them, her intense eyes regarding each of the three initiates in turn. They nodded, knowing that if they disobeyed or tried anything the worgen did not approve of it would be in their best interests to go swimming in a pool of lava. Lerra's last starfighter ended up getting sold on the black market by a past Shadow Knight Initiate who she ensured met a gruesome end to say the least.
Satisfied that her ship was taken care of, the worgen made her way to the main compound of the Cabal fortress. As she passed the guards at the main gate they stood aside quickly, regarding Lerra with a mixture of fear and admiration. Lerra ignored them and entered the compound, making her way along its darkened hallways towards the canteen.
'Filthy' Harry
Draenor Spaceport
'Filthy' Harry, named so due to the fact he always gets given the most unpleasant jobs out of all his colleagues, is a first mate on a space pirate ship. He used to work as a Senate law enforcement officer, however after getting almost all his partners killed it was decided he was a danger to his colleagues and he was forced to leave the force. Harry carries a .44 blaster revolver with him at all times and generally sports a pair of black sunglasses. Harry is taller than the average human with brown hair and blue eyes. For the most part his background is a mystery.
Harry silently waited at Draenor Spaceport for the vessel he was a first mate upon to arrive. A few of his fellow pirates stood a small distance behind him, some of them carrying suspicious packages containing multiple stolen objects. They were all heavily armed and most passers by gave them a wide berth. Harry glanced downwards, a creature he was informed was called a monkey stared up at him and bared its teeth. It had been following him all day. Harry looked back up, scanning the spaceport for a sign of his ship.
Post by
Patty
Characters:
Alissa, Jon, 'Volt'
Location:
Azeroth
The last handful remaining of the once-proud Wings of Steel mercenary group, ruined by financial difficulty and making many more enemies than men-for-hire should, stranded on Azeroth after being forced to sell their airship.
Alissa is a relatively short night elf, small in stature standing at around 5'4 but strong despite her age. She has a thin, athletic build and uses a heavily modified recurve bow in combat. Her dark hair is kept in a long braid and she usually wears reinforced leather, having lost her main set of armour some time ago.
Jon is a tall, well-built human in his twenties with short red hair. He usually uses a simple pistol when fighting, but he prefers to talk his way out of things. His left leg is missing, and without an artificial limb uses crutches or the others for support when standing.
'Volt' is a gnome tech mage who seems to have forgotten his real name, standing at just over two and a half feet with spiky purple hair flicked with grey. He wears simple linen clothes and carries a bag of bolts and other electrical junk, hoping to somehow recreate his tech suit with it one day.
"We need a leg, and soon." Volt muttered to Alissa under his breath.
"Well, first we need more gold." the night elf replied coolly, Jon struggling along behind her and resting one of his hands on her shoulder for support.
The gnome simply nodded, and shrugged.
"Why don't we just go to the bank and withdraw on the behalf of the company?" Alissa asked.
"We've had this discussion before," Volt sighed. "If there's anything left, we can't be certain that everybody at the banks are, well, friendly."
"No, I guess not." The elf looked crestfallen.
Post by
Joemaster240
Azuwa
Templar Library
"Aw but history is so interesting." She said looking over at him and smiling. "I mean imagine all the old stories of fighting giant monsters and the hero's that defeated them."
Ter'reeti
Azeroth's Surface
She had kept relatively close to the center of the group watching there left and right sides as she went, firing off numerous shots at enemies that came close. "How much further till we start reaching the upper levels?" she asked making sure to keep the obedience chip so it didn't shock her and get her or the rest of the group killed somehow.
Post by
Morec0
Character:
Beluosus
(
Morec, House of Rivendare
, Assorted Skeleton Crew)
Location: Draenor Spaceport, Draenor Surface
Morec glanced left and right as he searched for someone to assist him. Somewhere around here there had to be someone with useful information. He spotted a tall human, he looked well-informed enough. "You there!" he yelled out to Filthy Harry as he turned and walked towards him. "I have some questions for you!"
Post by
Atik
R-130
Azeroth's Surface
"Incoming Droids Detected, They're Not Friendlies." R-130 stated, the entire room shaking as tentacles exploded from the flook and walls, smashing and thrashing at the specops group, and the hotile droids.
R-130 opened fire, launching away at both the tentacles and new threat. "At The End Of The Room, There Should Be An Elevator That Will Bring Us Up To The Inner Citadel."
-
Azeroth
The female sighed, falling into a sitting position and leaning back against the pod as she tried to catch her breath.
Coldpelt
The Heaven's Fury
Coldpelt returned with a drink in hand, sitting down and sipping from it.
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470415
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Post by
Sparkbolt
Character: Richard
Location: Azeroth's Surface
Richard nodded and pointed his rifle at the approaching bike and started to launch grenades from the tube attached underneath his rifle.
Character: Zach
Location: Azeroth- Templat grounds
"But's it's so boring." He said raising his head back up. "I'd rather be fighting the monster then reading about them."
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