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Post by Wake on Apr 27, 2016 13:15:52 GMT -5
It's a cult of Hermaeus Mora, focused on collecting the unknown and studying (and possibly keeping) whatever it may be for Mora. It's more or less an Elder Scrolls version of the SCP Foundation, but with elements of philosophical debate (namely I took influence from Aristotle's theory of 'purpose') and, of course, in the Elder Scrolls universe. =D I enjoy making these things ^_^ I just hope I'm able to pull it off. Going to be a long time until the submission is actually finished because I want to go into every single detail.
My OC in the Elder Scrolls universe is Octavia, but she is in another Roleplay at the moment which is sort of inactive because Dawg is busy with exams. It's understandable, I've got exams later in the month of May too. So I'm revising to hell ^_^ ...fun times!
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Post by Wake on Apr 27, 2016 12:21:57 GMT -5
I did =) That's my faction for the Fallout universe, though only one approval away from being accepted~!
I may have spammed the forums just a little bit making that one x3 Currently making the Elder Scrolls faction.
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Post by Wake on Apr 27, 2016 9:42:23 GMT -5
When I have free time, I love to just annoy the staff with faction ideas and characters ^_^ It's my goal to make a legitimate, awesome faction I can make for each and every universe on the Nexus! Thank you for taking interest, it means a lot to me =) I'll keep an eye out for your characters and see what we can do~ Deary me, what a meaningful song... sadly a bit too depressing to me now that I played that DLC. Have another song from the jukebox more of my nature! www.youtube.com/watch?v=je5wMVo4sd4
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Post by Wake on Apr 24, 2016 10:01:11 GMT -5
Hello there =D I joined for the same reason =D The community here certainly isn't dead ^_^ Just don't feed the staff after midnight and you'll be fine~Hope to Roleplay with you soon!
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Post by Wake on Apr 17, 2016 15:31:05 GMT -5
The reactions of the Mandelorian's was not at all what Swindon had thought- At least two of them realized before Swindon bursted out laughing- an honest, hearty laugh- that she was joking. "I know, Plan Z" the mad woman giggled. "Breaking into an alternate dimension isn't easy! But yes, I was j- joking! I'm putting a lot of faith into you-" she addressed them all, even if Homicide walked off- "-as you've ... uhm.. gi- gifted me a new life!" It wasn't easy for Swindon to say this. She wasn't good at speeches- or, in reality, anything socially. For some reason, this made it much easier to pull the trigger on two officers (and lie to one) than anyone else who would've been in her position.
Cuddles finished purring as he hurriedly finished his meal before giving out a small mew in thanks, followed by a beast-like yawn. The mechanic stood up and rubbed the back of her neck, brushing the red hair somewhat aside as she looked down at Blink and Rhit. "I.. don't suppose you'd have somewhere I and Cuddles can sleep?" As she asked this, the ginger cat hopped up, with great agility, onto the table and sat before Swindon, giving everyone a grin with crystal clear whiskers. "If you don't, that's fine!" she added with a cheerful tone.
Meanwhile, the Durasteel box containing the energy source slowly began to heat up. At the moment, it wasn't very much of a heat... more or less a tiny temperature and the item contained began to rise in heat through containment.
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Post by Wake on Apr 16, 2016 10:32:20 GMT -5
Hello there, welcome to The Nexus ^_^ Please don't feed the staff!
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Post by Wake on Apr 12, 2016 12:04:37 GMT -5
"I'll carry him, don't worry about the Strills getting him. Cuddles will learn. Once I carry him through the hanger, he'll see the Strills and know to stay away from them. We've had a similar situation when our next door neighbor had got a Barghest to stop thieves. Once Cuddles saw the Barghest, he rarely left my home until the neighbor was killed by a thief..." Swindon gave a soft smile while telling the short tale before taking a long sip from her Caf, finishing her drink. Swindon didn't seem to mind Homicide's response- she was internally thankful he actually warned her. When she took the sip, for a short pause, the cat made an extra-loud chewing noise that echoed from the corner, mixed with it's cheerful purr. Needless to say- the mechanic wasn't worried about her cat getting eaten, though it's quite clear she doesn't want him to get eaten.
Swindon's smile weakened when Blink shrugged. The clockwork cogs began grinding together in Swindon's mind as she began to think creatively on how to get offworld. As a mechanic, her knowledge about speeders was a little heightened than... well, nearly anything else she knew. Visibly, she looked quite in thought for a few moments, staring at the durasteel table. "..Does your ship have hyperdrive?- stupid question, I wager it does... what grade? I've got a plan, b--but it's chaotic and I really d-don't want you to do it.." she said rather hesitantly, warning everyone first. "It's like a plan B if plan A doesn't work, okay?... W-we could- in theory- if your ship got the skyline of Coruscant- rip through the skyline by entering hyperspace as soon as it was .. somewhat safe. Customs wouldn't be able to ask in time, we wouldn't intercepted because we'd enter hyperspace. It's chaotic, but I've got a feeling it would work.. if.. you know, it didn't horribly backfire.."
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Post by Wake on Apr 9, 2016 17:54:06 GMT -5
It seemed all too nice to Swindon. Her cheerful nature was almost disguised in this environment. She didn't pay too much mind to the news- it bothered her, under her skin, how much popularity that one attack did... still, the death of a Senator being connected to the murder of two officers through herself put the Mandalorian's at risk even further, Swindon wasn't blind to that fact. She was being quiet about it. The last thing she'd want is to be fed to the law in order to cover the Mandalorian's escape... but one thing lurked on Swindon's mind in defense: the energy source. "puurb" Cuddles rubbed himself against the engineer happily. Swindon smiled and stroked Cuddles on the head, causing the cat to gaze up crosseyed before closing his eyes and laying down, falling asleep. Cuddles knew he always got dinner after others and wasn't at all rebellious about getting fed.
Carefully, Swindon took her Caf and drank most of it in a single 'sip'. She needed it for how tired she was becoming. Placing it down, she quickly went for her sandwich, taking it gently, biting into it silently without any noise, chewing with her mouth closed. It was delicious, Swindon gave Brax that much.
Swindon didn't speak for the entire time she was eating- or for when everyone else was eating. The moment of peace was soaked in, it made for a nice tale, a small calm while the storm was circling them. Running from the law can be quite tiresome, even if the worst was yet to come. When Swindon finished her small meal, she opened her bag and took out a small bowl. Cuddles blinked and stood to attention. With behavior in mind, Swindon stepped away from where everyone was eating to the rooms corner, opening a can of cat food and sliding it all into the bowl. The ginger cat was more than pleased, chewing away while purring. It bought a smile- a real, true smile- to the engineer's face.
She rose from the corner and seemed content with her cat being fed, walking back over to the table and sitting down back next to Homicide. "Cuddles is happy" Swindon announced joyfully. "I didn't even name him Cuddles, you know. It was on his collar when I found him. I asked my entire neighborhood, even putting up signs asking if anyone owned him: no one. He was scruffy and abandoned when he found me....and he never left." (Edited post)
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Post by Wake on Apr 5, 2016 2:36:19 GMT -5
Swindon was going to reply, but she stopped as soon as the old man opened up the shop instantly after the order. "That was quick" she said as the elder opened up shop instantly after the order, catching Swindon off-guard. She wasn't used to such quick service...anywhere. Unless you go to a fast-fast-fast-fast food chain... but by that point, it's barely food. In Swindon's mind, she imagined the old man was some ancient mechanic who managed to create an instant-food creator, and to hide his secret invention, he quickly closed the hatch so either Rhit or herself would see. Such an epic imagination made Swindon consider why she was even with a murdering band of Mandalorians.
As they pulled away, Swindon resumed the conversation: "I will need it to stay awake while I actually eat the food. I'm used to staying up longer periods of time, but I've never done so much as I've done today during that time....I know my limits, I guess..uhm..." And that was it. She wanted to say more, but there simply wasn't anything else Swindon could say.
As they landed back at their safehouse, Swindon got out carefully after Rhit, taking the drinks gently, carrying them from the bottom. She followed the two figures, giving Homicide a small, wary glance. Once they had reached the tables, the mechanic carefully put down the drinks for everyone to take. Oddly- she didn't speak. Perhaps there was too much on Swindon's mind for her to create a conversation- or maybe she was scared of the hierarchy or of the Mandalorians. Trying to think about what the cause was tired Swindon out, so she simply shrugged the reason off as being tired. She wasn't tired until Rhithia mentioned it, actually...
"Meow."
Swindon looked down before she was able to sit down- gazing at a cheerful ginger cat who looked quite happy to see his best 'friend'. It's quite unclear how the cat managed to know it's owner returned in an unknown enviroment- it somewhat disappeared from Blink's area to greet Swindon, as if some quantum physics trick. Without a word, Swindon lowered and stroked Cuddles, greeting him back before sitting down next to Homicide. Even her seating was tactical- she sat next to Homicide in order to improve relations! ..Isn't that sweet? Cuddles jumped up onto the chair next to Swindon and began licking his paws, as cats do.
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Post by Wake on Apr 2, 2016 12:44:38 GMT -5
"Do you sell 'Hungry Hutt' sandwichs?" Swindon asked innocently. Oh the beauty of a simple Coruscant girl- mind and soul devoted to the urban living, effected by the events of the universe in small ways such the economics of a sandwich. "And a cup of caf please." If there was such a thing as an innocent murderer, Swindon was that person- despite having been (partly.. or rather, mainly) responsible for the murder of two officer less than ten minutes ago, she didn't seem bothered by it. For a first murder- that's a good sign to other murderers, at least. Swindon didn't question how they knew one another- she was more wary of the fact she was on the news. She sat back, cheerfully, content.
Meanwhile, somewhere next door, a cat flicked it's ears, sat upright, tail flicking as it watched intently at what Blink was doing. Even if the cat was unable to understand what Blink was doing, the cat was quite content on staring, curious. Maybe he was waiting- or he heard Swindon's voice- or just hungry- either way, Cuddles was staring intently, barely blinking while watching Blink, silently.
(Sorry this isn't much. Not much I can write in this scene x3)
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Post by Wake on Apr 1, 2016 22:52:47 GMT -5
Nexus Weekly News Fallout
As I'm sure many of you that have requested it are aware, Fallout: Equestria is a popular crossover fanfiction. For those of you that aren't aware, here's a link to everything you'll need to know about the changes that will come to our own personal canon. While some of you may be dissapointed by the change, it's become abundantly clear that this is what the majority of you desire. Happy April Fools! You almost gave me a heart attack
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Post by Wake on Apr 1, 2016 19:02:09 GMT -5
Hello there =)
Was wondering if anyone was interested in doing some Dragon Age Roleplay. Not sure how many of you are actually versed with Dragon Age lore as much as ThreeDawg is- considering I've only played Dragon Age Inquisition, my own may be somewhat limited in lore secrets and such- but I would love to have some Dragon Age Roleplay =D If you are interested, just post a comment ^_^
We can then decide what location and age period depending on how you want it! Cheers all~
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Post by Wake on Mar 31, 2016 0:58:47 GMT -5
Swindon nodded to Rhit then put on a cheerful smile, hiding the blaster behind her as she greeted the man. "Heya Rickall!" she said as if nothing had happened at all in that cheerful tone of hers as she passed. "Hello Swindon" the man replied in a somewhat grumpy tone, as if he either didn't like Swindon's tone or just Swindon herself. Either way, it didn't matter to the woman who quickly passed following Rhithia- not like she was going to see him ever again anyway.
When they reached the Speeder, Swindon hopped in happily as she did before, sitting back on the seat and listening to the conversation. She didn't dare speak to Blink, fearing her place in their hierarchy. Her reactions her mixed in expression, Rhit may have noticed- when Blink stated she was getting them off planet, Swindon looked glad. When she stated they were high on a bounty list, Swindon looked a bit pale, but her soft smile was unremoved, as if glued to her face. "Yeah, we... we best head back" she responded, sitting back, watching the world whizz past again.
It took a good few minutes before Swindon spoke- her tone dampened and smile weakened as she did so: "sorry." She could have left it there, but since she couldn't see Rhit's expression, she decided to continue. "You put down your gun. I... didn't panic- I just didn't want to get arrested. Either way, we were in danger. But now we've got a bounty too. I- I don't mind that! ...But ... you got a bounty on my actions. For that- I'm... sorry." Swindon breathed out, relieved and happier she got that out of her system, taking a quick glance at her bag half-full with cat food and clothes. Gently putting the bag down, the mechanic laid back, calm and focused on the world around them.
Despite having a bounty on her head (which most woman would worry about), Swindon's mind was imagining Homicide eating Cuddles if they didn't get back in time.
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Post by Wake on Mar 28, 2016 17:33:20 GMT -5
Character Name: Lady Lana "Luck" Wake
Nickname(s): Lady Wake, the Lady, Lady Rose.
Race: Imperial
Sex: Female
Age: 33, born 4E 178, 21st Hearthfire
Birthplace: Anvil, western Cyrodiil.
Height: 5'7", often seems 5'8" due to wearing boots.
Weight: Ten and a half stone.
Eye Color: Pale Blue.
Hair Color: Bright Blonde, kept clean.
Hair Style: Long, straight and tidy.
Skin Color: Pale.
Build: Healthy, athletic in build.
Distinguishing Features: Piercing eyes, a soft smile / smirk and pale smooth skin.
Profession: Lady Lana Wake is, as her namesake states, a Lady- the only Lady within the Wake family. Her jobs consist of aiding the Anvil Court (and generally being a part of it), managing owned land and managing the East Empire Trading Company warehouse stationed in Anvil. There is a lot of unofficial occupational virtues to this too, such as dealing with individual problems with workers and internal problems within the family.
Skills: Lana has a unique set of skills which mainly consist of social skills, such as speech and mercantilism. She is also well versed in silent steps, having a natural skill in sneaking, often in plain sight.
Magic: While not well versed in magic on a grand level, Lana was taught basic restoration spells by her father. She also teaches these basic spells to younger members within the family (mainly, Blodwen).
Training: Lana was trained in formality by her parents, Lord Quintus and Lady Aria Wake. It was Lord Quintus who also taught her how to manage daily operations as she got older, allowing her to develop her skills in speech and mercantilism. Her parents also taught her basic restoration spells, as per tradition.
Other Abilities: Writing, intense reading, memorable, cleaning and cooking. Lana can also play a flute. Her personalty also adapts to whoever she is speaking to.
Apparel: A long red dress is Lana's favorite and iconic choice of clothing. She wears a red rose in her hair.
Weaponry: Lana keeps an iron dagger in left boot at all times. Aside from that, Lana doesn't have a personal weapon (yet).
Other Equipment: She has a special goblet at Wake Manor she likes to drink out of. She'll equip a bag if travelling, but that's just about it considering Lana doesn't care much for personal possessions. Aside from her rose, of course!
Companions: Lana owns a personal horse called Nugget. Nugget is a white horse bought from the Anvil Stables.
Religious Belief: Lana vaguely believes in the Divines though is not entirely focused on worship.
Sexual Preference: Unknown. Lana has never been attracted to anyone yet.
Relationship Status: Single.
Personality: Lana's personality is somewhat of a mixed variety, impartial in most occasions with a warm smile taking care of daily business. It's true that Lana enjoys working- though she is not a workaholic. She works with the idea of a brighter future as part of the Cyrodillic Empire, often working small details to a bigger picture. It's important to note that Lana is not at all a stereotypical noble- she knows her place as a rather small landowner, working hard to make her name mean something more than simply a title (and birthtitle). Her relationship with the working class, often aiding them as her father did, either financially, socially, emotionally or even physically with work, gives her more prestige as a higher and respected member of society. Her personality, on this basis, is adaptable. This means if she is speaking to a Countess, her personality is a little different (in speech and formality) compared to speaking with an Imperial Legion Soldier. Her own personality has only the best intentions for her family, friends and the Empire, alongside a nice sense of humor of irony and sarcastic tones. Personally, Lana enjoys luxury time riding her horse, spending time with her family, reading, writing and playing her flute. While she does prefer going places and speaking to people, Lana sends letters to people afar in order to communicate. And finally... Lana loves her alcohol. She drinks her own Lovemoon Ale regularly in moderation.
History: Lana Wake was born 4E 178, 21st Hearthfire under the birthsign of The Lady. Quite ironic, her parents stated, for she was the oldest daughter born to all of the children to come following the death of Rexus Wake who died in the Great War. Her parents were Lady Aria Wake and Lord Quintus Giovanni Wake- very caring parents who made sure Lana was grown up to take over their place upon their retirement and, later, death. She was born in Anvil, a city with a heavy population of both hard-working residents, travelers from port and Imperial Legion stationed along the port in the wake of Aldmeri invasion. Most were extremely bitter about Mer invasion only a few years prior, and thus, Lana grew up with quite the wariness to foreign Elves. She did not, however, become racist to all Elves, due to her parents having Mer workers, where Lana learnt to care for her own. This came with the addition of "Uncle" Gromm and younger three sisters and a brother.
Lana was born under the birthsign of The Lady.
While Lana was growing up, her father taught her quite a lot about keeping an open-mind when speaking to others and how to efficiently write and use mathematics to achieve workloads. On the other hand, her mother taught her how to cook, clean and play a flute. As per a tradition in her family, both her parents also taught her how to use basic restoration spells (just in case!) which was taught to Lord Quintus by his father, Lord Giovanni, before him. Her childhood wasn't only full of education, however. Lana had plenty of time to enjoy herself with childhood friends around Anvil, helping manually work the farms with "Uncle" Gromm (a distant Nord cousin) and the East Empire Warehouse in which she'd become, in the future, the owner of. Most of Anvil knew of Lana, if not met her, and always thought of her as a bright, hard-working and fun woman with a sense of humor. Even the death of her mother, Lady Aria, after the birth of her youngest sister did not kill off her sense of humor, nor her large heart, as Blodwen remained within the family.
In 4E 202 when Lord Quintus died, Lana took his place as the only Lady of the Wake family, as expected and asked for in Quintus' Will. The first few weeks were a struggle for Lana as she had emotional distress and extreme stress from suddenly being head of the family and all it's holdings- but she quickly got used to the job, adapting herself to the role, and quickly began to enjoy it. Her personality has changed over time to suit her new job, Lana preforms her duties as a Lady almost perfectly, as if born for it. Though the threat of Aldmeri and Thalmor still great in the mind of many, Lana has made herself a known target to both factions, having no like towards them, a loyal devoted Lady to the Empire, her loyalty unquestioned.
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Post by Wake on Mar 28, 2016 11:30:26 GMT -5
Swindon stepped back away from the bodies and allowed Rhit to take her actions without saying anything, as if just observing. Morally, of course, the Human's mind was in conflict. It wasn't like Swindon wasn't prepared to murder- she already had committed murder the moment she defended Homicide in that garage. It just meant things from this point on were only going to get harder. But that last sentence, the last words of the officer, it rattled and echoed through Swindon's mind. His ... wife. Up until now, the mechanic saw this all as some sort of game- a very serious and consequential game which would get her off the planet into a much more enjoyable future, be it with or without a bunch of Mando assassin warriors. But never did Swindon even consider that her actions alone would be effecting others in a large scale of things. Someone is now without a husband, perhaps a child without a father, simply because he was doing his job. And the blood wasn't on Rhit's hands either- but Swindon's own for taking the first (and rather powerful) shot.
"Lets go then" Swindon said somewhat bittersweetly before blinking and looking up. She gave a weak smile as she stared right into the camera in the corner next to the elevator, clicking the button next to the gun trigger. She held the gun with both hands, as taught, at the camera and shot the blaster at the camera before entering the elevator with Rhit once it arrived. "Don't worry about law getting here quick" she said with a weak smile and a hint of hope in her tone. "Shootings around here are somewhat common!... Somewhat...."
The moral debate in Swindon's mind came to a swift end before the elevator got the bottom floor. A smile re-appeared on Swindon's face, making her look like a psychopath who just happily murdered and is now walking away from the scene without a feeling of guilt. However, it was just a facade. There was a feeling of guilt deep in Swindon's mind, but she compressed it with a simple thought. Her entire life up until this point has been boring, miserable and disastrous. Life had made it this way. So why should Swindon go on suffering when the opportunity arose? She had a vendetta against life itself. At least, that's what Swindon is currently holding onto.
Once the elevator doors opened, Swindon followed Rhit's lead, remembering her place, holding the bag over her shoulder tightly.
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