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Campaign Discussion / Re: Pirate Campaign Take Two...
« on: January 31, 2014, 01:10:11 pm »
Could have a gunship assault lokyan or analdrun and their crews on the way to or their way back from the meet.  I imagine Tobias' men will blow it to shrapnel shortly after, but not before a dozen or so people are gunned down.  And there you have your assassination attempt.

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Campaign Discussion / Re: Pirate Campaign Take Two...
« on: January 31, 2014, 07:55:04 am »
I was just thinking someone could try to assassinate either Lokyan or Analdrun during their meet with Tobias.  Doesn't really matter who the target is because one would obviously blame the other, and boom, you got yourself a war.

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RP(Main) / Re: Pirate Campaign
« on: January 31, 2014, 12:56:45 am »
(Perhaps we should find an excuse to make an all out war happen already.  I have ideas.)

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RP(Main) / Re: Pirate Campaign
« on: January 28, 2014, 04:58:06 pm »
((I think I was just out Deadpool'd.  And I mean, the only thing I can do until Analdrun and Lokyan show up at Tobias' place is jack some more of Analdrun's cargo.))

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RP(Main) / Re: Pirate Campaign
« on: January 21, 2014, 11:22:49 pm »
(City is divided into 3 parts.....Sigh....Everyone forgets Tobias.)

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General Discussion / Still alive?
« on: January 19, 2014, 06:08:59 pm »
So...people are logging on, but nothing is happening.  What's the deal?

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RP(Main) / Re: Pirate Campaign
« on: January 11, 2014, 11:56:00 pm »
The airlock of the Claudia opened, and Tobias stepped out, making his way towards the CIC.

"Trish!  Looking radiant as ever!  Did you miss me?"  He said as he walked into the command center.

"Save the cheesy come on Tobias, you know damn well I'm spoken for.  The only reason I am here is because you have impressed the Asari government with your recent...activities.  Speaking of which, I assume your latest excursion was a success?"  Trishka responded in her usual no bullshit tone.

"That it was.  Now I think it is about time we set up a parley with our favorite Drell terrorist and psychopathic jellyfish.  This whole Sobakov situation has the potential to blow the lid off this planet, and I would very much like to put that off as long as possible."  Tobias said as he made his way towards a console.

"You're playing a dangerous game here Tobias.  I hope you know what the hell you're doing."

"As do I.  If not, well then we're all pretty much dead."  Tobias replied before setting his console to record and send a transmission to both Lokyan and Analdrun.

"Gentleman I think you both will agree that events as of late have caused tensions to be quite high in our little colony.  And it is my sworn duty to ensure that those tensions do not boil over into something infinitely more violent.  I therefore think it will be to all of our benefit if we had another one of our sit downs.  I suggest we meet in two days time, at noon, aboard my ship, the Claudia.  As usual you will be escorted from the gates to my hanger.  I would also like to remind you that only yourselves and your closest bodyguard shall be permitted aboard the ship, for your own peace of mind.  Any security entourage you may travel with will be forced to await your return outside my vessel.  As the trusted mediator in these matters, I assure you both that you will be safe as long as you are upon grounds under my control.  I look forward to discussing these pressing matters with you both.

Captain Tobias Westen, out"
 

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RP(Main) / Re: Terrors of the Uncharted World
« on: January 10, 2014, 12:21:11 am »
"I would have to agree with our Quarian friend here!"  Tobias said as he unleashed a biotic shockwave point blank into the face of a swooping bug.  The force of the blast split the carapace of the insect in two and sent it splattering across the ground.  He began to fight his way into the tunnel.



KILL ALL THE THINGS!
Weapon temperatures are exceeding maximum threshold.  If we do not stop now we are going to warp the barrel.
Hehe...warp is a funny word.  Wwwwwwaaaarrrrp.  Warp.  It's like the sound a fart makes.

Juggernaut stopped firing his mammoth cannon, wafts of heat emanating from its glowing hot barrels.  He extended his forearm towards a mass of bugs, and in an instant, his omnitool glowed an intense white, spewing forth a siege pulse at the insects.  The ball of electricity slammed into the first bug, unleashing a monumental explosion that shredded the surrounding 9 into charred bits of meat and chitin.  Juggernaut moved towards the mouth of the tunnel and stood by the entrance.

"I suggest the squishiest of you go first."




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General Discussion / Re: Help me prove Tank wrong.
« on: January 07, 2014, 12:40:39 am »
A-10 Warthog >> any tank ever created

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RP(Main) / Re: Terrors of the Uncharted World
« on: January 07, 2014, 12:09:58 am »
Juggernaut saw the fliers before they even entered the room.  And so his minigun was primed to attack.

'Bout damn time!
Their primitive weapons will be ineffective against our armor, but their speed is impressive.
Good thing we bought a friggen anti aircraft gun!  Hey stupid!  Full power to the targeting systems!
I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts...There they are a standing in a.....Oh fine, optimizing targeting protocols.

"Try not to defecate yourselves, meatbags."  Juggernaut shouted as he snapped back on the trigger of his weapon.  The barrel revved up, and a moment later the air was blanketed in super heated plasma rounds.  The bugs may have been moving fast enough to give his targeting systems trouble, but with the sheer amount of ammunition he was spewing into the air, that hardly mattered.  Their thin carapaces shredded like tissue paper, provided they were unfortunate enough to be in the path of his bullets.

Tobias took a different route.  The bugs were too fast for him to hit with Kara.  Biotics were the wisest choice.  He flung a singularity into the air, drawing in a mass of 6 or so of the flying insects, then detonated it with a warp field that sent them crashing into the walls and ceilings with enough force to reduce them to goo.  He could only hope that the fight ended soon, as he could not sustain this level of biotic usage for long.

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RP(Main) / Re: Terrors of the Uncharted World
« on: January 06, 2014, 12:02:52 am »
"I do not think that was what the frightened meatbag was referring to."  Juggernaut began as Flanagan pointed out the cameras.  "His pheromone levels indicate that he is, as you humans say, "scared like a little b!tch.""

Sick burn!
Perhaps we should bring him back to the Trafalgar for third degree treatment.
The core of the star Sol burns at over 15 million kelvin.

(Tis a sad day when I have to resort to these tactics to use profane language.)

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General Discussion / Re: The Censorship
« on: January 04, 2014, 11:39:03 pm »
I don't know, the universal translator is easier to accept than, "everyone in the galaxy speaks english."

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RP(Main) / Re: Terrors of the Uncharted World
« on: January 04, 2014, 12:27:45 pm »
Hats?  I want a hat!  I think we would look dashing in a hat!
I like hats!
He was being sarcastic, idiot.  Not to mention I don't think anyone produces an actual hat that would fit our head.  Geth at not known for their fashion sense.
I think I just thought of a million credit idea!  Geth fashion wear!
I would be your first customer.
You are him you moron.  Now shut up you two, remember, bugs to kill?

"When we find the leader of this bug hive, I am turning their carapace into a hat."  Juggernaut said as he lumbered off the tram and onto the platform.  He quickly switched to hunter vision, scanning the immediate area for any potential threats that may have been lurking behind walls or in ventilation shafts nearby.  "Come out come out wherever you are."

Tobias followed behind the pack, his heart racing a mile a second.  "Is that thing always so eager to kill everything in sight?" 




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General Discussion / Re: The Censorship
« on: January 04, 2014, 12:08:01 pm »
Unless the computer programs are made my Microsoft.  Then there is a good chance that they start doing things no one had ever expected!

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RP(Main) / Re: Pirate Campaign
« on: January 03, 2014, 01:16:46 am »
"We are certainly no paupers aboard this ship.  And not to worry, I am sure you will earn your place on the Claudia soon enough.  Now I believe you mentioned you have experience in a gun crew?  Go meet with Mr. Tarsus on deck 3.  He is our gun chief.  Just look for the one eyed Turian, very hard to miss.  Now if you will excuse me, I have some business off ship to attend to.  Mrs. Valtannis has command until my return."

Tobias walked towards his command console and began discussing something with his intelligence officer.  If Owen cared to eavesdrop a bit, he would have caught bits and pieces of their conversation; phrases such as "is the intel solid?"  and "have them set up at the ambush point."  It was clear Tobias was planning something, but exactly what,  Owen would not have a clue.

*********************

As night fell again, a convoy of trucks rumbled down the twisting alleyways of the city.  There were three in total, two trucks escorting a single loaded to the brim with freshly sold slaves.  They had just come from Analdrun's auction house, and were being delivered to their new owner:  a rather prosperous and vile drug dealer of the red sand variety.  A dark figured stirred on the rooftops ahead, as the trucks bounced down the poorly paved paths.  He waited for the vehicles to approach, and when the time was right, he struck.  The fists of the armored man glowed an intense blue as he leaped from the rooftop, down onto the lead truck below.  With a massive shockwave of biotic force, his fist came crashing downup on the hood of the lead vehicle, blasting the engine block straight out of the chassis and into the ground.  The truck immediately stopped as the armored man stood up upon the twisted mass of metal that was once the engine compartment of the vehicle.  And it was in that moment that the two men in the cab caught sight of their attacker, right before his hands procured two custom Paladin pistols, which he subsequently unloaded through the windshield.  While the black armored man was having his fun up ahead, a bombardment of rockets screamed from the windows of the nearby buildings, reducing the trailing vehicle to a pile of twisted metal and fire.  The slave transport was trapped.

With all the commotion, armored soldiers emptied from the rear of the lead vehicle, attempting to take up defensive positions around the convoy.  The black figure dropped down off the roof, directly into the center of a mass of soldiers.  And with a two cracks he discharged his Paladins into the back of some unsuspecting soldiers' heads.  Their bodies fell limp to the ground as their comrades turned to face the attacker.  The armored figure wasted no time however.  Two more soldiers hit the ground before they even had time to react.  He moved fast, unbelievably fast.  Whenever a weapon was drawn to bear against him, he would knock it aside, retaliating with biotic blasts that send men crashing through the nearby walls, or shots from his Paladins that would reduce men to gushing mounds of blood and gore.  Within moments, the guards all fell, and the figure  approached the prize: the center vehicle.  The two guards manning the truck had already exited, attempting to flee down the alley.  A round caught one in the throat, sending him to the street choking on his own blood.  The last guard however, was far more fortunate.  Another crack tore through the air, and the guard's left kneecap exploded.  He fell to the ground in agony, looking back at the black figure calmly walking towards him.  The man loomed over him like the angel of death, the barrels of his Paladins aimed downwards.

"Tell Analdrun what you saw here today.  And let him know that this is just the beginning."  The figure said in a heavily altered voice before moving towards the back of the truck.  His omnitool flashed, and the hatch opened.  There were at least 50 slaves inside, cowering in fear from the commotion outside.  They were a mix of races, Asari, Drell, Human.

"Ladies and gentleman if you would kindly follow me, I shall lead you to your freedom."

One by one the newly emancipated slaves exited the truck and began to follow their anonymous savior.  The roaring of engines soon echoed down the alley, backup had arrived.

"Down here! Go! Now!"  The armored man shouted as soldiers ran through the burning wrecks and masses of bodies to try and reclaim their goods.  The armored man followed up behind the slaves, ushering them down an alleyway.  And when the soldiers rounded the corner, there was nothing but dust and the wind.  The unknown attacker and the former slaves had vanished without a trace.

(You know I should really give the whole vigilante persona a name other than "the armored man.")

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