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Distress Signal
Posted: Nov 28 2010, 03:11 PM Forum Roleplay View full topic
Letting out a startled cry, the Quin Mantha begins backpedaling, a torrent of beam fire railing through the ranks of the Baraclow Knights, joined by more and more firepower as Kristal's funnels join in the assault. The torrent of firepower covering her slow retreat. Inside the suit she perspires heavily, her breathing fast and shallow, one of the Quin Mantha's hands shaking and shuddering wildly. The mental outcry from the crowd at the first shot driving her into a panicked fervor as she backs into Wild. "Don't... don't let them take me..." She pants incoherently, her head swimming.

Posted: Nov 28 2010, 03:11 PM Forum Roleplay View full topic

Letting out a startled cry, the Quin Mantha begins backpedaling, a torrent of beam fire railing through the ranks of the Baraclow Knights, joined by more and more firepower as Kristal's funnels join in the assault. The torrent of firepower covering her slow retreat. Inside the suit she perspires heavily, her breathing fast and shallow, one of the Quin Mantha's hands shaking and shuddering wildly. The mental outcry from the crowd at the first shot driving her into a panicked fervor as she backs into Wild.

"Don't... don't let them take me..." She pants incoherently, her head swimming.

Distress Signal
Posted: Nov 28 2010, 03:17 AM Forum Roleplay View full topic
As her remote weapons again return to her tail binder, she folds her arms across her chest, her weight shifting to her left foot, hip stuck out a bit, still far from unarmed, but the best she could manage, the I-Field continuing to hum softly just under the shouting. She gestures for Wild to get behind her, and simply waits in a very passive, bored stance, her voice no longer among the raised shouts. The tight quarters already made her uncomfortable, and the idea of the ceiling coming down in a firefight terrified her as the thought crossed her mind.

Distress Signal

Posted: Nov 28 2010, 03:17 AM Forum Roleplay View full topic

As her remote weapons again return to her tail binder, she folds her arms across her chest, her weight shifting to her left foot, hip stuck out a bit, still far from unarmed, but the best she could manage, the I-Field continuing to hum softly just under the shouting. She gestures for Wild to get behind her, and simply waits in a very passive, bored stance, her voice no longer among the raised shouts. The tight quarters already made her uncomfortable, and the idea of the ceiling coming down in a firefight terrified her as the thought crossed her mind.

Distress Signal
Posted: Nov 27 2010, 03:36 AM Forum Roleplay View full topic
A few moments later... Kristal froze mid-step in her advance, a new Ranger signal coming up on her HUD out of seemingly nowhere, she felt the hair prickle on the back of her neck... it wasn't unheard of for armors to be outfitted with stealth technology, but to not show up on friendly sensors... possible. The Quin Mantha's heavy footfalls announce it's approach, funnels hovering ominously in formation behind it as she checks around corners, her trigger finger itching, until she finally locates Wild. "I'm so happy I found another Ranger... I didn't think I could do this alone." She breathes a sigh of relief. "Is there any way I can help?" Comes the young, hopeful voice, looking for little more instruction, before warily peering down each corridor leading to this meeting place.

Distress Signal

Posted: Nov 27 2010, 03:36 AM Forum Roleplay View full topic

A few moments later...

Kristal froze mid-step in her advance, a new Ranger signal coming up on her HUD out of seemingly nowhere, she felt the hair prickle on the back of her neck... it wasn't unheard of for armors to be outfitted with stealth technology, but to not show up on friendly sensors... possible.

The Quin Mantha's heavy footfalls announce it's approach, funnels hovering ominously in formation behind it as she checks around corners, her trigger finger itching, until she finally locates Wild.

"I'm so happy I found another Ranger... I didn't think I could do this alone." She breathes a sigh of relief. "Is there any way I can help?" Comes the young, hopeful voice, looking for little more instruction, before warily peering down each corridor leading to this meeting place.

Kristal Hawkins
Posted: Nov 26 2010, 03:36 PM Forum Character Profiles View full topic
Name: Kristal Hawkins Call-sign: Siege Age: 22 Height: 5'5" Weight: 115 lbs Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Platinum Blond History Kristal lived the hum-drum life of a mechanic before volunteering for a government funded artificial newtype program. Signing away her rights as a person, she was run through the program rigorously, and repeatedly. The conditioning took far more time and funding to take hold then anticipated, and she was 'held for observation' against her will for nearly two years until a mercenary squad led by Nicole Fremont raided the facility on an agenda that was not made clear to Kristal at that time. On escaping, she went into hiding, suffering massive headaches and delusions, drifting through another full year with little awareness of what was really going on. When she regained a measure of clarity, she was in a small medical tent in a ranger camp on a steady supply of drugs to manage her burgeoning talents, while they worked her through a recovery phase. Feeling indebted to them, and requiring regular treatments binding her to the faction further, she eventually joined in a soldiering capacity. She is yet unsure of her abilities, but has no love of the organization that warped her mind... though it's been such a long and difficult journey for her, she can't truly recall it's name.

Kristal Hawkins

Posted: Nov 26 2010, 03:36 PM Forum Character Profiles View full topic

Name: Kristal Hawkins
Call-sign: Siege
Age: 22
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 115 lbs
Eye Color: Blue
Hair Color: Platinum Blond

History
Kristal lived the hum-drum life of a mechanic before volunteering for a government funded artificial newtype program. Signing away her rights as a person, she was run through the program rigorously, and repeatedly. The conditioning took far more time and funding to take hold then anticipated, and she was 'held for observation' against her will for nearly two years until a mercenary squad led by Nicole Fremont raided the facility on an agenda that was not made clear to Kristal at that time. On escaping, she went into hiding, suffering massive headaches and delusions, drifting through another full year with little awareness of what was really going on. When she regained a measure of clarity, she was in a small medical tent in a ranger camp on a steady supply of drugs to manage her burgeoning talents, while they worked her through a recovery phase. Feeling indebted to them, and requiring regular treatments binding her to the faction further, she eventually joined in a soldiering capacity.

She is yet unsure of her abilities, but has no love of the organization that warped her mind... though it's been such a long and difficult journey for her, she can't truly recall it's name.

Distress Signal
Posted: Nov 26 2010, 03:09 PM Forum Roleplay View full topic
Kristal Hawkins in the Quin Mantha Rangers "Are... are you sure sir?" Kristal Hawkins pleaded softly with her CO as the hulking Quin Mantha Armor folded out over her bodysuit, increasing her height and weight a great deal, the idea of something that big being tentative comical. "You can't use that 'I'm a greenhorn' excuse on me anymore, you have to get started sometime... there's only so many training exercises and simulations you can experience before you can't advance anymore as a soldier." The gruff voice muttered softly in her earpiece as she stepped heavily out of the transport, the suspension groaning as it lifts back into place. "You have one of the heaviest armed, armored, and shielded units at our disposal, and support here, you'll be fine." Knowing at this point there was no arguing it, and she began powering up her external systems, the I-field humming soothingly as she stepped into the building. Foregoing any measure of stealth, the heavy metallic thud of each step brought her a little more courage. Her breathing slows as the strong emotions emanating from the soldiers caught within the building conflict stimulates her newtype senses. After a few moments of gaining her bearings and confidence, she starts towards the nearest friendly on her HUD.

Distress Signal

Posted: Nov 26 2010, 03:09 PM Forum Roleplay View full topic

Kristal Hawkins in the Quin Mantha
Rangers

"Are... are you sure sir?"

Kristal Hawkins pleaded softly with her CO as the hulking Quin Mantha Armor folded out over her bodysuit, increasing her height and weight a great deal, the idea of something that big being tentative comical.

"You can't use that 'I'm a greenhorn' excuse on me anymore, you have to get started sometime... there's only so many training exercises and simulations you can experience before you can't advance anymore as a soldier." The gruff voice muttered softly in her earpiece as she stepped heavily out of the transport, the suspension groaning as it lifts back into place. "You have one of the heaviest armed, armored, and shielded units at our disposal, and support here, you'll be fine."

Knowing at this point there was no arguing it, and she began powering up her external systems, the I-field humming soothingly as she stepped into the building. Foregoing any measure of stealth, the heavy metallic thud of each step brought her a little more courage. Her breathing slows as the strong emotions emanating from the soldiers caught within the building conflict stimulates her newtype senses.

After a few moments of gaining her bearings and confidence, she starts towards the nearest friendly on her HUD.

Joined as...?
Posted: Nov 26 2010, 12:21 AM Forum General Discussion View full topic
Since I don't want to mad-lib my RP posts, I don't suppose anyone around knows which of the suits and party configurations the webmaster picked out of my four? x3