Mod RPG - Death before Dishonour
Unknown, Undefined, 18 years ago
Good morning fellow members of the board, due to a recent discussion me and the other mods and decided to host and RPG designed basically to show those who are new to the board and those who have limited skills in the game how to play
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Watch and learn and for those who already know how to do this, enjoy
Far in the out skirts of space deep into the depths of the black galaxy’s and a planet surrounded buy 4 scorching suns once home to many life forms had seen its more the far share of brutal and hostile take overs, many alien like species had once lived there but this place was a time of before now only one kind of alien species was left there but not before violent wars had broke out and practically destroyed the planet but there was still life….
On a mother ship cruising through this galaxy to agent hunters who had both fourth within the area had good memories of time they had shared hunting in these parts Topdogg and Celtic both had faint memories of young hunters and fellow clan members had died on this waste land formally home to many life forms, they both grew angry of those times both had fort here and decided to Finnish of any thing that was left on scorching land
On the plant it self two last remaining xenomorphs were left both in hyper nation awaiting for some thing or some one to try and make homage of there planet , deep in the depths of planets surface within a mass of caves and canyons they awaited patience wasn’t a game for them destroyin thing in there way was…..
Upon the mother ship the elders were giving out a signal which other yautja could contact them but not in this case as they were not alone rogue warriors Deathdrop and Otang both fierce rivals of former clans who spent most of there lives chasing each other and hunting other yautja which was there game, both single ships had captured the mother ship signal both unknown to each other chasing the ship in a search for a fresh kill...........
This thread is for moderators only any one caught posting in the topic will receive an official warning
Watch and learn and for those who already know how to do this, enjoy
Far in the out skirts of space deep into the depths of the black galaxy’s and a planet surrounded buy 4 scorching suns once home to many life forms had seen its more the far share of brutal and hostile take overs, many alien like species had once lived there but this place was a time of before now only one kind of alien species was left there but not before violent wars had broke out and practically destroyed the planet but there was still life….
On a mother ship cruising through this galaxy to agent hunters who had both fourth within the area had good memories of time they had shared hunting in these parts Topdogg and Celtic both had faint memories of young hunters and fellow clan members had died on this waste land formally home to many life forms, they both grew angry of those times both had fort here and decided to Finnish of any thing that was left on scorching land
On the plant it self two last remaining xenomorphs were left both in hyper nation awaiting for some thing or some one to try and make homage of there planet , deep in the depths of planets surface within a mass of caves and canyons they awaited patience wasn’t a game for them destroyin thing in there way was…..
Upon the mother ship the elders were giving out a signal which other yautja could contact them but not in this case as they were not alone rogue warriors Deathdrop and Otang both fierce rivals of former clans who spent most of there lives chasing each other and hunting other yautja which was there game, both single ships had captured the mother ship signal both unknown to each other chasing the ship in a search for a fresh kill...........
Deathdrop, Undefined, 18 years ago
*As the sand blew, Deathdrop looked on to Topdogg. The two crashes he heard earlier had to have been other Yautja drop-pods. He knew that a fight would break out, especially if Otang was on this planet.
Deathdrop's long, slender, metallic wristblades shot out and gleamed in the light of the suns. Slowly but steadily, he walked towards Topdogg. It was best that they were aware of each other so one of them was not accidentally shot. He raised his arms slightly and prepared to give a short, Yautian grunt to get Topdogg's attention. Before the grunt escaped his hidden mandibles, a strange, alien hiss sounded from a few meters away. What was worse, it sounded big...
Deathdrop thought he could see a dark shape in the horizon, so he moved closer.
It was just as he feared. Standing in front of another drop-pod was the Alpha-Alien, Daveberg. Deathdrop knelt down and crawled closer, so as to not attract the creature’s attention. As he got ever closer, he could not be sure whether the beast was aware of him or not…*
Deathdrop's long, slender, metallic wristblades shot out and gleamed in the light of the suns. Slowly but steadily, he walked towards Topdogg. It was best that they were aware of each other so one of them was not accidentally shot. He raised his arms slightly and prepared to give a short, Yautian grunt to get Topdogg's attention. Before the grunt escaped his hidden mandibles, a strange, alien hiss sounded from a few meters away. What was worse, it sounded big...
Deathdrop thought he could see a dark shape in the horizon, so he moved closer.
It was just as he feared. Standing in front of another drop-pod was the Alpha-Alien, Daveberg. Deathdrop knelt down and crawled closer, so as to not attract the creature’s attention. As he got ever closer, he could not be sure whether the beast was aware of him or not…*
daveberg, Undefined, 18 years ago
*An abominal creature began to stir. Slivers of movement in the pitch black caverns and the sound of talons on stone reverberated through out the deep tunnels which lay twisting in a maze, far below the surface.
Leaving a trail of thick salivation behind him, the collosal monster was scurrying through the moldy caverns on instinct, something, something familular had returned to his territory, disturbed his hibernation. Daveberg bounded across cold rock and sharp granite, teeth bared in anticipation of conflict, of murder. The alpha alien had began his ascent.....*
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Leaving a trail of thick salivation behind him, the collosal monster was scurrying through the moldy caverns on instinct, something, something familular had returned to his territory, disturbed his hibernation. Daveberg bounded across cold rock and sharp granite, teeth bared in anticipation of conflict, of murder. The alpha alien had began his ascent.....*
Unknown, Undefined, 18 years ago
The giant warrior Topdogg clicked at celtic this was time to finish the decimated waste land once and for all all that stood in there way would perish beneath there might, TD calmly walked to his arming chamber and prepared himself one look in mirror showed the hunters scare bring back memories of his former clan buddys “this ones for youâ€Â, armed to teeth this hunter roared in anger which sounds echoed through out the mother ship even intimidating other yautji on the ship TD was given the nod by his elders walked in his drop pod, a single click was made to celtic “this is our time brother†and proceeded to exit the mother ship…a flash of light and boom the pod was of flying through the air hurtling to wards the planets surface which caught the attention of one of the rogue hunter stalking there mother ship Deathdrop could see that there was a hunt going on but unaware to TD
TD hit hard of the surface of the waste land and slowly the pod door opened, TD stepped out scanning the small area which had landed on the scorching suns practically made the sky’s red and heat seemed of the floor in misty kind of fashion ….bending down on one knee picking up the dirt beneath him taking one sniff…...this was the ash of many dead yautji and xenmorph and even other species alike which filtered through his hands, the area was save for the moment and awaited his fellow hunter celtic to land………
TD hit hard of the surface of the waste land and slowly the pod door opened, TD stepped out scanning the small area which had landed on the scorching suns practically made the sky’s red and heat seemed of the floor in misty kind of fashion ….bending down on one knee picking up the dirt beneath him taking one sniff…...this was the ash of many dead yautji and xenmorph and even other species alike which filtered through his hands, the area was save for the moment and awaited his fellow hunter celtic to land………
OTANG, Undefined, 18 years ago
DeathDrop continued his crouched position, electing not to cloak just yet. With a controlled silence he inches closer to the ferocious beast and sizes up the creature. CELTIC102 and TOPDOGG made themselves scarce and took their own positions.
Meanwhile as Otang sat in his ship, the monitor screen displayed results that made the hunter inch back in his seat. Hurriedly, he made his egress with unknown intention. With him, the equipment he valued most. He ran towards an old dried up riverbed that carved out this canyon. His limbs pumped and swiveled in his stride, a retracted combi-stick in one hand and a compact plasma caster system in the other. Small ornamental skulls dangled and clanked on his chest reminding him of past rites of passage.
Running away from his ship, in the background now, it cloaked beyond the dust trailing the hunter. He made his way combing the base of the canyon. He made sure to use old techniques to cover his trail. Otang jumped and launched himself in the air in impossible moves to throw off anyone able to pick up his trail. He ascended boulders and made his way back to ground level in zigzagging paths. He momentarily stopped to rest, scan the various vision modes customized to this planetary systems’ light and consulted his wrist computer.
A slight detour brought him up the canyon via a small trail-like structure of terraced sedimentary strata. The outcome was becoming clear. He had picked up life form positions and was making his way to investigate.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
Meanwhile as Otang sat in his ship, the monitor screen displayed results that made the hunter inch back in his seat. Hurriedly, he made his egress with unknown intention. With him, the equipment he valued most. He ran towards an old dried up riverbed that carved out this canyon. His limbs pumped and swiveled in his stride, a retracted combi-stick in one hand and a compact plasma caster system in the other. Small ornamental skulls dangled and clanked on his chest reminding him of past rites of passage.
Running away from his ship, in the background now, it cloaked beyond the dust trailing the hunter. He made his way combing the base of the canyon. He made sure to use old techniques to cover his trail. Otang jumped and launched himself in the air in impossible moves to throw off anyone able to pick up his trail. He ascended boulders and made his way back to ground level in zigzagging paths. He momentarily stopped to rest, scan the various vision modes customized to this planetary systems’ light and consulted his wrist computer.
A slight detour brought him up the canyon via a small trail-like structure of terraced sedimentary strata. The outcome was becoming clear. He had picked up life form positions and was making his way to investigate.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
daveberg, Undefined, 18 years ago
*Claws on steel. The piercing sound echoed across the landscape as the alpha alien curiously inspected the drop pod, almost sniffing out the scent of the being that was contained within. Daveberg craved fresh meat. It had been some time since the last slaughter on this baron planet, and now, finally, fresh blood had arrived, and the ebony beast was more than willing to sink his jaws into a new victim. More so than that, was the issue of repopulating the xenomorph species here, abducting the new creatures and using them as hosts would bear fruit.
the xenomorph cast a deathly shadow across the drop pod, daveberg was almost 9 feet tall, sun glistening across the slick black exoskelton, tail grinding up dust and sand as it whipped back and forth. Daveberg was ready to kill.
In the distance, what sounded like a small cluster of rocks falling, quickly gained the aliens attention. The alpha alien snapped his head round and gnashed it's teeth in the direction of the disturbance. Something was there. No sooner than he had heard it, daveberg was on all fours, scurrying and clawing his way across the rocky terrain, teeth bared in a sickly grin, almost looking like rows of blades, ready to tear apart whatever lay ahead.....*
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the xenomorph cast a deathly shadow across the drop pod, daveberg was almost 9 feet tall, sun glistening across the slick black exoskelton, tail grinding up dust and sand as it whipped back and forth. Daveberg was ready to kill.
In the distance, what sounded like a small cluster of rocks falling, quickly gained the aliens attention. The alpha alien snapped his head round and gnashed it's teeth in the direction of the disturbance. Something was there. No sooner than he had heard it, daveberg was on all fours, scurrying and clawing his way across the rocky terrain, teeth bared in a sickly grin, almost looking like rows of blades, ready to tear apart whatever lay ahead.....*
OTANG, Undefined, 18 years ago
From an uplifted outcrop of granite-like rock, Otang peeked from behind some small cover. He crouched into position an saw a beast scurrying about. Just then the solar glare of two suns peeking over the mountains scrambled his view and he had to block them with his paws. The hunter switched and adjusted the vision and compensated for the glare.
He witnessed the creature speeding around on all fours. Otang saw its tail whipping about for balance, and a dust trail following the creature. Now this warrior climbed down the canyon walls once more and consulted his wrist computer interface. He could see the other yautja dug into positions. This was one big reunion after all.
Falling cobble stones interrupted Otang’s query. He clicked his mandibles in curiosity, only to see a shadow make its way down the canyon to where he was. With a roar, Otang hurled himself into the air and with a back flip, pulled out his combi-stick and extended it as he landed in a crouched attack position. His combi-stick was held outstretched on his right, but momentarily lost sight of the figure. He inched his way backwards, scanning the immediate vicinity for the unknown.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
He witnessed the creature speeding around on all fours. Otang saw its tail whipping about for balance, and a dust trail following the creature. Now this warrior climbed down the canyon walls once more and consulted his wrist computer interface. He could see the other yautja dug into positions. This was one big reunion after all.
Falling cobble stones interrupted Otang’s query. He clicked his mandibles in curiosity, only to see a shadow make its way down the canyon to where he was. With a roar, Otang hurled himself into the air and with a back flip, pulled out his combi-stick and extended it as he landed in a crouched attack position. His combi-stick was held outstretched on his right, but momentarily lost sight of the figure. He inched his way backwards, scanning the immediate vicinity for the unknown.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
OTANG, Undefined, 18 years ago
Millions of miles away from the planet, it looks serene and even inviting. This rocky orb floats among the vastness of a black abyss. The background holds billions of faint points of light, everything tranquil in the galaxy. The orb sits idle, blue and brown mosaic tints hint of the planets surface filled with vast oceans and continents. The view of this planet is only disrupted by a power up of a red shaded light. Panning backwards of the planet’s view, reveals it was actually a monitor screen. Otang’s cockpit illuminates in a reddish-green light, as he walks into the crammed chamber. After several commands are interfaced, he makes his way back into the aft of the ship.
Once there, he gathers his belongings and gear. Signals from the planet’s proximity had alerted him to the area and the specialized equipment was chosen specifically for this hunt. Otang makes his way around his interstellar chariot and makes final preparations for his decent into the atmosphere and to the planets crust. He chose a specific Landing Zone and the proper vectors were plugged into the computer for his landing. This ship had no drop pod capability but had the ability to maneuver in atmosphere.
This rocky orb floats among the vastness of a black abyss and this Hunter’s chariot rumbles into the thick layers of atmosphere at controlled speeds and rigs itself for silent running. Two objectives lie in his path, two old nemeses; one familiar, one still unknown to him, yet recognizable.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
Once there, he gathers his belongings and gear. Signals from the planet’s proximity had alerted him to the area and the specialized equipment was chosen specifically for this hunt. Otang makes his way around his interstellar chariot and makes final preparations for his decent into the atmosphere and to the planets crust. He chose a specific Landing Zone and the proper vectors were plugged into the computer for his landing. This ship had no drop pod capability but had the ability to maneuver in atmosphere.
This rocky orb floats among the vastness of a black abyss and this Hunter’s chariot rumbles into the thick layers of atmosphere at controlled speeds and rigs itself for silent running. Two objectives lie in his path, two old nemeses; one familiar, one still unknown to him, yet recognizable.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
daveberg, Undefined, 18 years ago
*the beast's pace slowed as he acknowledged the annoyance of light bouncing off of his slick, black exo-skeleton. It had been some time since daveberg had been above ground.
Slowly leering into the rocky opening of the cavern, the alpha alien tilted his head, looking onwards to the vicious landscape before him.
There. Far to the right. Something glistening in the sun. Something made from an alien steel, a structure, one not much different to the ones that rained down on the planet during the great massacres. These were drop pods. These carried the enemy. Carried food. Carried hosts.......*
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Slowly leering into the rocky opening of the cavern, the alpha alien tilted his head, looking onwards to the vicious landscape before him.
There. Far to the right. Something glistening in the sun. Something made from an alien steel, a structure, one not much different to the ones that rained down on the planet during the great massacres. These were drop pods. These carried the enemy. Carried food. Carried hosts.......*
Deathdrop, Undefined, 18 years ago
*Deathdrop slowly pulled himself up and out of his pod. As the Yautja's muscular frame stood up, the light of the four suns glared off his body armor, creating an eerie silhouette. Slowly, carefully, he stepped onto the surface of the planet. There was no need for cloaking during this hunt, not when game was so close. The last few years had been brutal on him, and disallowed him from hunting as often as the Yautja would have liked. The breakdown of his clan, the trade of power, being infected with a xenomorph embryo, having it removed, going solo...
All of these events had delayed his return to the hunt. It was intolerable. Lately, he had made a living hunting down and killing Bad Bloods, which at least kept him in shape. But it had been over a year since he had last hunted the Hard Meat: A Xenomorph. The planet looked strangely familiar to him, yet alien at the same time. In so many ways, it reminded him of ZX2, other than the abundance of light. Indeed, that was not one of his better hunts. He had simply not done enough, as was the case whenever he hunted with others. He relied on his teammates far too much. Hunting solo, the responsibility was on him to bring down the prey.
Speaking of prey, the scent of a xenomorph caught him off-guard. Looking closely into the sun-scorched distance, he could see another Yautja. It was Topdogg. He had hunted with him before, but this was a different situation. He hoped they would not have to fight. But where was that smell of live xenomorph coming from?*
All of these events had delayed his return to the hunt. It was intolerable. Lately, he had made a living hunting down and killing Bad Bloods, which at least kept him in shape. But it had been over a year since he had last hunted the Hard Meat: A Xenomorph. The planet looked strangely familiar to him, yet alien at the same time. In so many ways, it reminded him of ZX2, other than the abundance of light. Indeed, that was not one of his better hunts. He had simply not done enough, as was the case whenever he hunted with others. He relied on his teammates far too much. Hunting solo, the responsibility was on him to bring down the prey.
Speaking of prey, the scent of a xenomorph caught him off-guard. Looking closely into the sun-scorched distance, he could see another Yautja. It was Topdogg. He had hunted with him before, but this was a different situation. He hoped they would not have to fight. But where was that smell of live xenomorph coming from?*
OTANG, Undefined, 18 years ago
The monster that was Daveberg slowly opened jaws and let out an eloquent hiss and in interest, rotated his head as if planning his next kill.
In the distance, only 2 suns can be seen. Their shimmer and sun rays overwhelm this location on the planet. The other 2 suns are momentarily out of view, far off a mountain range blocks their rays. Just then the peaceful tranquility is challenged by a low hum of exhaust plasma and an uncloaking ship making its way across the terrain at break-neck speeds. The dust picks up just as Otang pazzez above.
He makes his way to beginning of a canyon, the enormous fault line hints of the enormous geologic structure in this area. The hunter reduces speed as he downloads geologic data showing an immense canyon with a cave system here. His ship drops small probes that will give him data on this section of land.
Data hints his old adversary, DEATHDROP is most likely around the planet. Otang sets his ship down in the shadows of the canyon and cloaks the ship once more. Gazzez vent out from his small ship making their own hissing sounds. The sound is familiar to him, yup,...sounds like a Xeno.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
In the distance, only 2 suns can be seen. Their shimmer and sun rays overwhelm this location on the planet. The other 2 suns are momentarily out of view, far off a mountain range blocks their rays. Just then the peaceful tranquility is challenged by a low hum of exhaust plasma and an uncloaking ship making its way across the terrain at break-neck speeds. The dust picks up just as Otang pazzez above.
He makes his way to beginning of a canyon, the enormous fault line hints of the enormous geologic structure in this area. The hunter reduces speed as he downloads geologic data showing an immense canyon with a cave system here. His ship drops small probes that will give him data on this section of land.
Data hints his old adversary, DEATHDROP is most likely around the planet. Otang sets his ship down in the shadows of the canyon and cloaks the ship once more. Gazzez vent out from his small ship making their own hissing sounds. The sound is familiar to him, yup,...sounds like a Xeno.
Azzazin of Balatu
Struggle is The Glory
celtic102, Undefined, 18 years ago
The lord of hunters moon landed on the violent wasteland. Tha Topdogg was waiting and they both looked around and seen nothing but blood stains and destroyed buildings saying it was definatly in a war or somthing.
The dirt land went on for miles all round and Celtic turned, he only seen the faint blur of his ship and Topdogg. He came across some kind of recording device all rusty and covered in dust. Celtic pressed Play. It showed vast numbers of a creature slaughtering and murdering the People. Vast Empires fell for these great serpents.
Celtic dropped the cam and lifted his leg and stamped. The recorder smashed up as it was crushed.
Celtic turned and attempted to run back. A gust of wind hit him and then a sandstorm was heading for him. He was caught in it and he closed his eyes and waited for it to end as he couldn’t do anything.
The sandstorm stopped suddenly and Celtic flew and landed head first in the sand.
Celtic lifted him self from the dirt and looked around. He couldn’t see anyone or anything just barely his own feet. He took off to look…..
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The dirt land went on for miles all round and Celtic turned, he only seen the faint blur of his ship and Topdogg. He came across some kind of recording device all rusty and covered in dust. Celtic pressed Play. It showed vast numbers of a creature slaughtering and murdering the People. Vast Empires fell for these great serpents.
Celtic dropped the cam and lifted his leg and stamped. The recorder smashed up as it was crushed.
Celtic turned and attempted to run back. A gust of wind hit him and then a sandstorm was heading for him. He was caught in it and he closed his eyes and waited for it to end as he couldn’t do anything.
The sandstorm stopped suddenly and Celtic flew and landed head first in the sand.
Celtic lifted him self from the dirt and looked around. He couldn’t see anyone or anything just barely his own feet. He took off to look…..
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.:Graphic Carnage:.
Deathdrop, Undefined, 18 years ago
This has been posponed until further notice. Sorry for the inconvinience!