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 Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 2:43 pm
‡Grimmig's War‡ Ulrik Grimmig was always a paranoid man, he never kept anybody close to him for long other than his trusted advisor and immediate family, specifically his son Devon. When Devon turned sixteen he decided he needed to learn more about the world not just his father's country. He travelled to the Allied Nations of Mekaniker to learn more about the world around him. Unfortunately Devon disappeared and weeks later his body was found in the the small Mekaniker country of Eisfeld.
Ulrik's mind finally gave in to his paranoia and he went insane. He ordered an attack on the nations of the Mekaniker. The Grimmig's huge military forces moved in on the unaware countries of the technology based society and a conflict erupted. The Mekaniker mustered all the force they could using their steam powered battle armor and vehicles they fought back managing to defend their major areas and their capital Lucht.
Having trouble with the Mekaniker army, Ulrik thought it would be better if he invaded the Northern Society of Bann and learn the mysterious ways of their Magi. Bann was prepared though, after hearing news of the Grimmig attack on the Mekaniker, Bann prepared more Magi and prepared them to defend their cities. Eventually all three regions were in an all out war all because of one insane man's desire for vengeance.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 3:25 pm
Rules 1. The simplest rule of all: Follow the ToS.
2. I shouldn't have to say this but no God-Modding, it's just one of those rules that are just written in stone.
3. Respect the other roleplayers and don't control another person's character.
4. Post your profiles in the Profile Thread in the Character Forum, 2 characters to a person and please try to include them both as much as you can.
5. Identify when you are speaking OOC.
6. And last but not least, Mr Amazing Man and I are the creators of this roleplay so we'll be enforcing these rules. Please do your best to follow them. Thank you.
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Posted: Tue Jan 06, 2009 8:03 pm
Factions This is just to give some more information on the various factionsGrimmig: The Militaristic Empire
Grimmig was always ruled under an iron fist by the royal family the country is named after. Grimmig always put their research towards advancing their military, they have very crude, coal-fueled vehicles but make up with their lack of vehicular ability with their well crafted blades and advances in gunpowder allowing them to make better ranged weaponry such as rifles and cannons. Their cities and towns are very grey, medieval and most often very dirty.
Mekaniker: The Technology Driven Alliance
Mekaniker is ruled by a group of five officials elected in every four years for each country in the alliance, simply known as the Order. Mekaniker has a very organized culture, the intelligent and inventive are praised for their advances in technology. The Mekaniker military is mainly vehicle based, they use land vehicles, sea vehicles, planes and battle armor, normally double the size of an average soldier maybe larger, as their primary means of battle. While all the vehicles seem very intimidating they can all be easily destroyed when hit in the right area. The weapons that are utilized by the Mekaniker and the battle armor are swords and spears and less sophisticated versions of the Grimmig's gunpowder weaponry. All of their technology is run mainly by steam.
Bann: The Magic Civilization
Bann is ruled by the Magi with the strongest affinity for magic The Elder. Bann cities are very ornate, usually situated around a great tree that are seen as sources of their abilities. Magi can utilize three different kinds of magic, Light, Shadow and Nature, Light is mainly used as a protective or healing magic, Shadow is a mainly offensive magic and Nature is a bit of both, manipulating nature around you as a weapon or shield.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 2:25 pm
Events Basically what goes here is if an area has been invaded, something significant happens, etc.
Day 246 of the War: The battle for the neutral ground of Myarr begins.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 2:51 pm
Other Information Galt: The currency in this setting. For the currency system to work everyone must roll one 6 sided die and multiply the number by ten to get the number of starting money you have, you then get 10 every second day in the roleplay. This is only used for buying better equipment or other supplies.
Weaponry/Magic: This does fall under the category of 'Don't God-Mod.' but I figured I'd say it. All the weapons have flaws, can break and have weaknesses. Battle Armor is clumsy, slow and has some obvious weak points but it makes up for it with sheer strength and all vehicles have weaknesses. Grimmig weapons will have to be reloaded, repaired if needed and perhaps even unjammed, Magic exhausts the Magi's spirit/energy and they can't constantly be firing off magic in every direction.
I'll add more if it comes up but I can't think of any right now.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 7:14 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 8:18 pm
It was dark, his body felt weightless as he seemed to drift into the abyss. Looking around, all he could see were swirls of dark colors all around him, nothing else. No sounds, no people, nothing. When he tried to move his arm, he found it wouldn't budge. His entire body seemed to be the same way, including his jaw. He hung in the air as he continued to drift before a flash of light burst before him. A woman dressed in a dazling cloth seemed to be drifting closer to him, arms outstretched for an embrace. The cloth, made of what looked like a deep purple as it sparkled, emitting it's own light, seemed to entrance him. Her hand reached out and touched his face. It was freezing, causing him to take a large deep breath.
Suddenly, Josh threw the covers off of his bed and sat up. He was sweating all over as he panted, trying to catch his breath desperately. "S-she came again..." He said to himself as he shook his head and stood up. The cold feeling was still on his cheek, like someone superglued him to an iceberg. It was a terrible feeling as he tried to regain his nerves before getting dressed. "I need to make it down to the temple, there's a big day ahead of me." He said as he he finally finished changing into his military uniform. After readjusting his glove, Josh made for the door, walking out into the sunlight.
((It's not letting me roll the dice))
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2009 9:18 pm
[[I think it has something to do with the differing formats in the guild and in the actual Gaian forums. If worse comes to worse I'll just set a starting amount for everyone]]
Nero sat in the cockpit of his battle armor, he could hear the march of Grimmig soldiers over the plains of Myarr. He looked around, he could hear the machines of his fellow soldiers at work. "This could be fun." He said a smirk appearing across his face. He had a plate of armor over his chest with the icon of Mekaniker on it an ornate 'M'. He closed the chest plate of his battle suit and grabbed the controls. He heard a boom, the first shot had been fired.
Nero's suit moved forward slowly, his eyes looking around through the scope in front of his eyes, war vehicle, ten meters to the left. He reached for the controls of his left arm, the claw and hit the war machine before using the legs to crush the cannon. He could hear the shots hitting his armor. He cursed as one pierced a pipeline and steam burst out. "Damn it!" He looked down below, it was in his right leg, his movement would be impaired for the rest of the battle. He started rotating the blade, cutting through the lines of soldiers, eager to pierce his armor and take down Nero. A bullet pierced through the area near Nero and it grazed his right arm. "s**t!" He said wiping his brow. "Focus." He said looking around. Cannon, about a kilometer to the right. He moved towards it, firing up the saw before he heard the cannon. It hit his saw and sent it flying off. It wasn't going to handle much more. He started to back up, hitting the enemies in his path before the foot of his battle suit was knocked off.
As he crashed down upon the various soldiers he was just wondering whether this would be it or not. Thank god, he missed the broken metal. He kicked open the chest of his battle suit and grabbed his weapons. He noticed some repair vehicles coming to retrieve it and take it to the repair camp. His vision was blurred he looked down, there was a cut in his side and he had injured his right leg badly. He didn't think he could handle much. He kept advancing, just trying not to die. A soldier aimed his gun at Nero. "Stop!"
"Don't try to show some twisted form of mercy." He said lifting up his revolver as he fired a shot into the young soldiers chest. "It'll only get you killed." He said as the soldier gasped for breath, he must have hit him in the lung. As he advanced there was an explosion near him, a cannon had blown up a grunt-level suit and Nero fell to the ground. The next thing he knew he was in a medical camp, he could still hear the battle but he couldn't move, the pain was too much. He passed out again as the pain took it's toll.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 3:39 am
 "Glory for Mekaniker!" Kirin shouted at the inside of his helmet. The pistons in his suit tightened and released as he jumped into the middle of the mages who scattered. A swipe of his massive blade sent two flying even as they began to weave their spells, steam being released from the vents in his arms as they kept his blade steady. He heard an explosion to his left and his suit flashed a warning in his HUD as his left side was engulfed in magical flames. "Damn... Bloody mages." the left arm of his suit caught the assailant in the chest, sending him sprawling across the dirt. "Activate shields." no sooner had the command left his lips, his suit began to hum and gears grinded, releasing another burst of steam. The air around his suit condensed, forming a barrier of air arond his suit. The technology was created by a joint effort of Bann and Mekaniker. How ironic Kirin thought, their own magics protecting me from them. "Extiguish left arm." he commanded, his suit responding by releasing a cooling agent to douse the flames. Magic pummled his shields as he continued to wade through the small band of magi. His sword cut an easy path though and blood soaked the blade's length. Suddenly his suit halted, then was pushed a step back... "What the?" Kirin was pulled from his attacks as another burst of air hit his shields. He squinted, 40 yards away stood a lone figure in a gap of the magic users. The mage's right hand was extended towards Kirin as the left held open a large tome. "b*****d... You think you can take down this armor?!" He charged forward, his speed increased significantly by the mech. The mage closed his book and let it fall, held by a chain at his hip. The last thing Kirin saw before sailing through the air was the mage raise both hands. And then an invisible force hit his mech, shredding the air shield and sending it flying backwards. He hit the ground hard on his back, the suit groaned as it scraped to a stop. Nothing was responding, the controls were dead... "Not now dammit, not now!" the system needed time to recover.... 7...6...5... his radar was picking up signals moving his way... "Go to..." The controls buzzed to life again, and not a moment too soon. Kirin was already cutting a hasty retreat, his suit was damaged, the speed was almost minimal. He placed the great blade to his back where it attached to small arms that held it firmly in place. He pulled his gun from his hip and fired blindly behind him, hoping to slow his persuers.
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Atticus just stayed where he had been standing, even as the Mekaniker suit charged forward, steam billowing behind it. He dropped his book, the heavy tome hitting him hard in the thigh. The eyes behind the mask narrowed as he raised his hands "Solin go therin." was all he said as the wind obeyed the spell and gust forward with the force of a mighty hurricane. The suit strained to keep it's course but was ultimately taken up by the winds, sending it flying backwards, the machine hitting the ground like a rock. Dust blew up around the metalic frame and magi all around him cheered and ran to get within range for their magics. Atticus just stood, breath heavy after such an exertion, he had been out here in the field for hours now. His shoulders slumped as he watched the mechanical monster rise and retreat. "Resilient..." he stated as he turned to return to Bann's encampment here in Myarr. Mekaniker's steam powered suits were more powerful than Atticus remembered. Entering the encampment Atticus made his way to his quarters, attempting to remember any weak points in the armor of the adversaries he would no doubt combat the following morning.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 1:39 pm
Dante looked up at the battle from where he was standing. He was late, as usual, but this time it wasn't so much his fault. He was stationed closer to the site of the Bann attack, but when he tried to mobilize out and help in the effort, he was stopped almost immedietly by one of the commanders and relocated here, closer to Grimmig. "I can't stand these war mongers. Oh well, it's my job to be here." He black cape had been blowing in the wind as he made his way to a nearby medical tent. His mech was still being brought here from the Bann attack, so he would have to wait it out a little while longer. He entered the tent to spot Nero in one of the beds. His face changed into an expression of surprise as he walked to the man's bedside. "What happened here?" Now this was a curious sight, was could Grimmig possibly have to do this to Nero? It was a scary thought as Dante pulled up a chair to listen to the man's story.
Josh ran into the battle field, a few larger mechs closing in on the people around him. "I just get here and I've already been stuck with clean up?" The closest mech fired a few rounds at him, one catching him in the right arm, the other across the cheek. "That it?" He said as he slammed his left fist into the mech. Almost instantly, it was seared in two before exploding. There was a few burn marks on Josh's fist. "That steel's getting a harder to sear. These guy's must be getting smarter." Two other mechs charged at him, swinging their blades down on Josh. With his left hand, he shot out a large blade that quickly engulfed and destroyed the two mechs. His right arm still laid limp as he ran closer to the front lines. Before he could reach his destination, a squad of about eight mechs charged him, firing rounds off at him. Josh was hit in his left leg and both shoulders, bringing him to his knees rather quickly. "Your not killing me today! Burning Rocket!" Engulfing up to his forearm in golden flame, Josh punched forward, sending three large fire trails towards the squad. They converged in and wiped them out, but Josh's left arm was left almost completely useless now. "Damn it..." He said as he waited for the relief team to move in.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 1:52 pm
His armor flashed, his body was weightless, as Rizen moved onto the battle field, his troop was behind him, ready with lances.I the smell of fresh blood in the morning.Enemy Mekaniker soldiers charged pulling his swords out. He was flipping them and spinning them on his fingertips. He then ran through the enemy's he stooped held out his swords they were full of blood. As a blood drop dripped onto the ground, so did five enemy Mekaniker soldiers. He smiled, and walked forward. His men were battling all ready. He went passed the front line and saw a couple magic users they all shot numerous magic attacks at him. He dodged and smiled.
"My friends you have just killed yourself's."
Then lightning curved and shot at the ground. Then Rizen lifted his fingers and snapped. Lightning hit all 5 of them. He grinned.Then a bullet went through his stomach. He mad, and looked behind him.
"Oh im gonna kill you."
It was a a unit of suits, from the army of Mekaniker. He charged his swords already in his hands, his movements were fast, they missed every shot he charged passed the first suits leg leg cutting it completely off. The suit fell to the ground then lightning hit the cockpit, blood splattered all over and the other 4 suits back up.His smile was almost like he was enjoying seeing the blood all over.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 5:55 pm
 The roaring of the battle around him caused Riku to wake up. He sat there in his small place and looked around. He walked out and walked out of the city with his sword hearing a battle a little away. He was a little tired first from waking up but soon found himself at one of the camps He saw people a lot of injured people coming in and getting bandaged. He walked around looking at some of them as he passed, he noticed that the Mekanikers were doing a better job then he thought in the war and that their armor had greatly improved since the last time he checked, which was a long time ago. He thought about himself and how he never wore armor and smiled thinking he would never wear the bid battle armor they wore. Just then, an officer yelled at him,
"Hey, what are you doing?! You should be out there fighting with the rest of the shoulders."
Riku looked at him for a second wondering if he though Riku was a soldier. Riku looked down at his sword before smiling for a second and deciding to go. He walked out of the camp and walked slowly to the battlefield. He found it to be an intense battle with things happening everywhere. He kept himself a safe distance from the bulk of the fighting to examine a little of the battlefield and how to best approach it. Before long, he decided that it wasn't worth it and just sat down and watched. He started to doze off and then he felt a sharp pain in his left arm. He looked at his arm and noticed that it was luckily only a scratch and looked on the ground and noticed bullets around him. He stood up and looked to see where they came from and noticed a group of three Mekanikers looking at him. At first he wondered why they were so close to the Grimmig camp but decided it wasn't important as he ran towards them with his sword as they tried to shoot him down, he was halfway to them before getting hit again, this time in the stomach. He looked at it for a second considering what he had said about the body armor earlier and looked at the armor. He wished he could also attack ranged as he ran closer dodging the rest of the bullets. He moved in and quickly cut one of them in half and noticed that he had missed the cockpit where the person was who was now running away. Riku decided to let him run and figured they might get him when he has to run back. Riku looked back and quickly ducked dodging the three blades that slashed just above him. He quickly moved on to the next target and was able to get the body armor in just the right place to cause it to not function and listen to commands. He watched as the Makaniker soldier ran away in the armor. He looked back at the last one and cut him down in one clean stroke getting right where the cockpit was to kill him. He looked at the dead body for a second before falling to his knees. He looked at his stomach again and decided he should go back to the camp to get it worked on. He winced as he slowly stood up, destroyed the soldier's battle armor so it couldn't be found and repaired, and began walking back to the camp. He figured that since he fought, they would help his arm and stomach heal. He walked into the camp and was taken into one of the tents in the camp by one of the doctors who began to examine his wounds.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 7:59 pm
[[Guys, the dice thing isn't going to work so everyone starts with 30 Galt]]
Nero was woken up by a doctor tapping him on the shoulder. "Nero. Wake up." Nero gritted his teeth, the pain wasn't as bad as before but it was still terrible. He sat up. "Don't exert yourself, you were heavily wounded. A Grimmig war vehicle exploded next to you, the shrapnel caused heavy damage to your right side you've also sustained some burns, we've managed to capture a Bann healer though perhaps he'll help." They dragged some elderly man into the room.
"We promise not to hurt you if you help heal our soldiers." A heavily armed Mekaniker man said to the man. The man sighed and held his hands up muttering some words under his breath. The bearded man's hands began to glow as Nero felt a sharp pain and then relief. He looked down, he had a burn on his chest and some scars, while his arm was still stiff it wasn't too painful anymore, it would affect his swordsmanship though.
"Oh hello Dante." He said nonchalantly as he got up and pulled back on his shirt. "I'm heading back out there."
"Nero that isn't too good for your hea-"
"Enough, I'm going." He said cutting off the doctor. He turned to the healer. "Thank you very much." He said nodding respectively. He loaded his pistol, put on some armor and put his blade on his back. "I'll make it back in better shape this time. What's the condition on my suit?"
"It's in the repair bay, it won't be ready for a few days."
"I'll get a bike then." He said walking out of the medical tent moving go the vehicle dock. He saw his suit being repaired, it was in terrible shape. He sighed. He'd have to upgrade it's armor.
He hopped on one of the bikes. They weren't the most stable vehicles but they were fast but he needed speed right now. He started up the steam powered engine and sped off into the battle ground. He saw a lightning bolt in the distance, ******** Magi. He sighed and drew his blade as he sped past some soldiers. He saw a Magi preparing a spell, he swerved and with a flash of his blade the Magi's torso was disconnected from his legs. He sighed, that was too much. He said as he shook the blood off his blade returning it to it's sheath on his back. He pulled out his revolver and shot out a few Grimmig. He had reached a Grimmig base camp. It wasn't the main one but destroying this would benefit them greatly. He hopped off the bike and drew his blade. He was immediately surrounded by soldiers. He pulled out his pistol as well, loading it looking around the circle. The soldiers lifted their weapons. A circle of them surrounding him, they were going to execute him? Fat chance. He ducked as they fired, one Grimmig died due to another's shot. Nero rolled and fired at a soldier hitting his foot before hitting him in the forehead. He hopped up and ran at a soldier with his blade out. The soldier drew a knife and cut Nero's arm before Nero stabbed him through the chest. Using the other soldier as a shield he fired at the remaining two, emptying his ammo out. He pulled his blade out of the soldier. "Ugh, he got blood on me." He said wiping some blood off his cheek. He looked at the cut. "Damn, I'm gonna need a bandage." He said as he looked around the camp. He heard the armor of Grimmig soldiers clinking as they marched. "I need to move."
He had managed to find a bandage among the Grimmig supplies and he sloppily bandaged himself up before moving into the main tent. He kept his blade out. He needed to be on his guard. He found a cage full of prisoners, Bann and Mekaniker. "C'mon, we're getting you out of here. All of you." He kept the shackles on the Bann in case they could use magic. He loaded them into a Grimmig transport vehicle. He had to be quick about this. He began driving to the nearest Mekaniker base. Hoping his comrades recognized him and his enemies did not.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2009 9:16 pm
Josh sat on the concrete as the medical team rushed to the aid of the injured soldiers. The first one to his aid was a man named Frontier, he had been Josh's physician on many occasions. The man knelt down and placed a piece of leather in Josh's mouth before extracting the bullets. Josh bit down hard as the doctor yanked each one out, causing even more pain to the injure Josh. "Was that absolutely necessary? Couldn't you have extracted them, I don't know, painlessly?" Frontier laugh as he began to heal the bullet wounds. "Yes, I could have. But maybe now you'll think twice before you just rush into a battle." The bullet wounds began to close up, leaving just Josh's left hand next. "Your hand's only minimally damaged, that glove seems to have protected it nicely. Your forearm was not so lucky." The man grabbed Josh's arm and immediately began to mend it, the burn marks disappearing slowly. Josh pouted and spit on the floor. "I got a little excited and lost a bit of control. We repelled them didn't we?" Josh could feel his arm begin to tingle a little now. There were broken mechs and bodies scattered everywhere. There was still fighting in the distance, but for now, osh felt he could rest. "There, all patched up. Try not to die out there." Frontier left Josh's side and began to make his rounds to the others who were injured. Josh looked at his left arm, opening and closing it with ease now that burns were gone. "Ate-aye, captain!" He mocked, returning to his feet and taking off once again.
Dante looked at the healer. The man looked at him and preceeded to spit at his feet. He laughed at the man, patting him on the shoulder before leaving after Nero. "s**t, where'd he get off to?" Dante looked out over the battle field. Grabbing a pair of binocular's he was able to get a better view of Grimmig's base. In another moment, he caught sight of Nero, driving a truck full of POW's out of the base. "All on his own? Lucky gu-" Dante dropped the binoculars as he ran out, grabbing one of his own soldiers AK-47 as he ran closer to the front lines. "What's the status on my mech?" He yelled as he loaded the bullets into the gun. "It'll be here in thirty minutes sir. What's the rush?" Dante cocked the gun a looked at the soldier for a moment. "Take a look at what's headed our way." Sure enough, a large wave of troops were storming out of the base, coming after Nero and the POW's. Dante ran out to meet them, firing the gun off at as many troops as he could take down. He was able to take out quite a few of them, but the men just seemed to keep coming. He continued to fire rapid shots at the men before getting caught in the left arm and shoulder by a couple bullets. He faltered, trying to shoot with his right hand, not nearly as accurately. There was a loud noise and then a bright flash of light. Next thing he knew, Dante was on the ground, twenty feet away from where he was. "******** cannon..." He said as he struggled to get to his knees. The blast had landed a good fifty yards away from him, but without his mech, it was devastating. The blood dripped from his head onto the ground as he struggled to catch his breath.
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