Jump to Navigation

IC

In Character

The Invicta Legion

Submission Type:

The Invicta Legion

The Imperial Legion of Project Invicta will encompass all branches for the imperial military (troopers, navel, Intel) so it will give freedom for people to play characters they would like. That said, as it’s a military themed division, there will be some slight limitations.

Part of the reason for the development of the imperial division is to provide a great feel for the Empire and more structured theme within the guild. With that in mind, I will be trying to find a balance between structure, character flexibility, and fun.

One of the limitations will be the rank you will be able to come in on. I don’t want to take away from a character’s level of experience, but in order to keep thing organised, every character will be assigned 1 of 5 ranks. When coming in the division, I would like to talk first on what rank you will be and what will be expected.

Drehpehs's picture

Kebo: Battle for Balmorra

Characters:
Submission Type:

The sky had visibly darkened as the imperial armada moved in and began their orbital assault on the planet. A green hue casts over the land and the horrifying sound of the dreadnaughts cannons filled the air. The cannons stopped and squadrons of bombers shrieked through the sky dropping more pin-pointed attacks on anti-infantry emplacements making way for the wave of troops waiting to storm the gates and take the factories.

Nass's picture

Tantrum ((Anabela))

Characters:
Submission Type:

Ana started when Ba’raka stepped into the room, hiding something behind her back. The room was an absolute mess, strewn with clothes EVERYWHERE. Every closet in the ship had been torn apart it seemed and he noted from the corner of his eyes that one wall seemed oddly bare. He was pretty sure something had been hanging there when he left earlier that morning. He approached, folding his arms over his chest.

“What are we doing today sweetness, playing dress up?”

Enaeru's picture

Homecoming

Submission Type:

Prologue


A debris field grows, slowly and inexorably, around the war-torn planet of Balmorra. Discarded shipping containers, failed escape pods, and jettisoned engine cores litter the black, twisting slowly in the silence. Now and then, the planet's gravity well pulls something just a little too close, and it leaves a brilliant streak through the sky as it dies.

Nass's picture

Unbroken ((Anabela))

Submission Type:

Raana paced back and forth across the hangar floor until Tiakos finally reached out a hand to stop her. Before she could jerk her arm away he tugged her in close, his open palm sliding across her round, firm belly.

“Peace cyare… she vhill be home safe soon.”

Alarms and Shirts

Submission Type:

*BEEP BEEP*
*BEEP BEEP*
*BEEP BE---*

After a quick swat to silence the alarm Jar’rogen leaned back into his chair and took a deep breath as he began to take a short break from the stacks of datapads on his desk, each containing some kind of report that either due to worth, or some ones connections, had ended up in front of him for review. Not long ago he discovered how much it helped if ever so often he took fifteen minutes or so, ever so often, to stop thinking about anything related to the work before him.

Once again his eyes swept over to the folded up shirt that had come to dominate one out of the way spot of his desk as memories of tastes, sounds and physical sensations drifted through his mind along with many of the questions he had been asked, questions he now asked himself.

Tara's picture

Date Night

Characters:
Submission Type:

Tara wiped her brow with the back of her hand. It seemed the spices she added to the strips of nerf steak were a little more pungent than she had expected. She took a handful of green, leafy herbs to bring the temperature down. Tasting a slice, she nods to herself and slides the meat onto the serving platter to rest. She'd spent a good amount of time on the gravy sauce it was cooked in, but didn't see it as an inconvenience because she had a date with the man she loved.

Nass's picture

Out of Darkness ((Anabela))

Characters:
Submission Type:

"Ana... baby, please. You gotta try to eat."

He picked up a piece of bread from the tray he was carrying and offered it to her gently. She pulled her knees up to her chin, pressing her back to the headboard of the bed. She turned her head, her eyes blank as she again refused the food. He sighed, placing the bread back on the tray and scooting closer. His arm slipped around her waist and he pressed his face to her shoulder, shaking his head.

"Please," he whispered, "I don't know what else to do."

Nass's picture

Severed ((Anabela))

Characters:
Submission Type:

Ana heard nothing once the blackness fell.

The universe winked out of existence. It was hard to describe. It was almost like floating in space, only there were no stars, no point of origin by which to navigate. Someone floating through space would still feel their body, still know who they were, have memories of the things they had done and the life they had lead.

Nass's picture

Ghosts ((Brynn))

Characters:
Submission Type:

Sometimes Brynn regretted killing her sister.

She paced the living room of her ship, swinging her arms in agitation. She was restless, unfocused... why? Her thoughts returned to earlier and her teeth gnashed, grinding together. Inside her head came a soft, lilting chuckle.

"Driving you crazy... isn't it?"

Lullaby

Characters:
Submission Type:

Nass's picture

Friends of Old ((Anabela))

Submission Type:

“You sure you’re ready for this old man?”

Nass's picture

A Little Rest ((Anabela))

Characters:
Submission Type:

"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Raka watched Ana's round ass wiggling as she dug for something deep in the couch cushions. She pulled out a candy bar wrapper and held it up to him, waving it in his face.

"This place is a pig sty," she grumbled, turning around to dig deeper. She bent until her face was flush with the floor, her arm feeling around under the couch.

Raka gave an exasperated sigh, setting the bags of groceries he had brought in on the end table. He moved up behind her, putting his hands on her hips.

Neologism's picture

It Tolls For Thee (Golgaron RP Story)

Submission Type:

Tick...tick...tick

The near-silence was typical of its sort; not truly silent at all. His own heartbeat pulsed always in his ears, be he at rest or under exertion. He certainly wasn't at rest right now.

"Its certainly a long, strange road to get from there to here, mm." he quietly rumbled to himself, too tired to sleep and too awake to do anything other than lie in his bed, in total darkness, and talk to himself. It wasn't a new behaviour - he'd been talking to almost nobody except himself about a great deal for quite some time.
Clients didn't count. All they required were the usual speech-noises, verifying a contract, negotiating some detail of business - nothing categorically important in his concerns' true measures. And it was very much a long and strange road he found himself continuing on.

Nass's picture

Pickles & Hot Sauce ((Anabela))

Characters:
Submission Type:

Ana slapped his hand away, frowning. “We agreed we weren’t going to look until the time was up,” she murmured, irritation in her voice. Ba’raka looked at her apologetically and went back to pacing the floor behind her.

“I know, I know,” he muttered, putting his hands behind his back. He peered over her shoulder at the clock on the counter. “How much longer?”

Henerkin's picture

The Rise of The Skull

Submission Type:

These events are happening after The Mistress was taken over by The Krayt Armada and landed inside Henerkin’s secret shipyard.

*Notifications Sent to the Sith within the Project*

Submission Type:

*Notifications Sent to the Sith within the Project*
It has come to the attention of the project that Balamorra is housing cache of both Jedi and sith artifacts. You assistance is requested in recovering these items for the empire. There will be a meeting on Monday 8 GST to discuss the plan of action then the following day execute it. This will be a sith only operation.

Monday
June 16 @ 8:30CST
on Balamorra
(This will be Briefing prelude to the actual event.. So you don't 'have to be here to show up for the adventure event. Hoping though it will be a nother day those can spend on the sithy's to socialize a bit as well. I will also putting up the adventer post after thise one.)

Nass's picture

Tacos, Again ((Anabela))

Characters:
Submission Type:

Ba’raka threw up his hands as Anabela trudge into the hangar on fleet to meet him. “… Where’s the tacos?”

She stopped dead, giving him her “are you serious?” look.

All told, she had no reason to complain. She had escaped the battle with minimal damage. Her armor was ruined and would need to be refitted, but her body had made it through with only minor scrapes and bruises. Others had not been so lucky. Her thoughts returned to the teams that had suffered serious injuries. She frowned at her Riduur, her face tired as she walked toward him.

Commission from Sir Maxwell Hemsworth

Submission Type:

I have been informed by Elzbeth Greenleigh who last night attended the Covenant Military Ball at Alcaire Keep, Stormhaven, that 3 individuals are sought for the assassination of Ser Harold Bellamont who had just announced the royal disbanding of the Cyrodilic Cohort.
Sir Maxwell Hensworth (bodyguard to Ser Harold) is willing to pay for information leading to the apprehension of those who killed his charge.

They may be at liberty in Wayrest, where they arranged to meet to gain payment (from an employer?).

NB. The woman may be a vampire so be careful. They called on Sithis during the assassination.

Descriptions:
Woman, red eyes, pale, long black hair
Man, long brown hair, hazel/green eyes
Man, average build, short brown hair, chiselled chin

Zoraya, scribe to the company

Operation Tin Man - Second Deployment - After Action Report

Submission Type:

Unfortunetly I must declare this operation a total failure.

We arrived at the location "Tin Man" was based out of only to find that the droid had been loaded up into a transport and was lifting off just as Invicta forces arrived.

An attempt to shoot the ship down failed and the trail of the ship was lost due to the amount of trafic operating in the system.

Trixie's picture

The Battle of Balmorra

Submission Type:


(art by Drikkah)

Operation Tin Man - First Deployment - After Action Report

Submission Type:

Reports of Exchange and Cartel forces being decimated single handedly by a single, unknown, droid were confirmed and enough evidence was gathered to locate where the droid had been manufactured.

A four man squad of Wraith special operations commandos infiltrated the Nar Shadaa droid research and development facility and successfully downloaded their data files and destroyed their main computer terminal to slow down future production and to cover their actions.

Data files are being decrypted and analyzed.

Be alert for further assignment.

Henerkin's picture

Summary of last night

Submission Type:

Xalthier's picture

After Action Report from Xalthier

Submission Type:

|| Recieving Encrypted Communications ||
|| Source: Error: Unknown Origin ||
|| Decrypting . . . ||
|| Decryption Complete ||
"This is Commodore Xalthier of the Krayt Armada. I am pleased to report our strike team's success!
Thanks to Captain Starling of the Amythest Queen, a chain reaction was started once she freed a handful of slaves which in turn caused a riot across the complex. Most of the members of each team had broken off to assist the slave rebellion. By the time the strike force reached the objective, there were only two members of the Amethyst Queen and a few slaves that had been armed with weapons they aquired from the guards. They managed to take down a special force of guards and I arrived just in time to assist in defeating the Warden. We had no casualties and very few injuries on our end but we did lose some slaves in the struggle. Overall, though, we won. I hope to hear from your end soon."
|| End Transmission ||

Agent Recovery Mission

Submission Type:

This is a consolidation and updating of information regarding all operations to recover Agent Jaracole and this section will be updated as new information is provided and current information becomes out of date.  When ever there is an update, check here as well.

 

Agent Jaracole when missing while trackind down information for Lady Ierina regarding a number of military engagements that appeared to have been adversly effected by outside influance.

 

Quesh:

 

Personel involved - Jar'rogen, Sally, Danvil, Lucsian, Sancia Darr

 

Agent Jaracole's personal space ship was recovered from a docking bay from an orbital station above Quesh along with copies of all security holos, activity logs, sensor logs, ect.  Agent 27, (Sancia Darr), and Agent 5-2, (Lucsian), secured the ship, encountering the remnants of a spent booby trap and a recorded message.

Fire and Blood - To Kill a Kilgar

Submission Type:

"It's over" The simplist of two words yet words that pierced through the thickest of Beskar, and went strait through the heart. There was nothing he could say to that, not a single word he could muster, his brain froze for a moment only to be slapped with the cold sting of reality. He messed up big, only this time there was no coming back, no making up as they always did. They say you don't realize how good something is until it's gone, something he realized entirely too late. Still his love for her lingered stronger than ever, and seeing her in pain both physical and emotional as she lay on the medical table brought him suffering. He didn't know what to do, how to fix things, instead he acted on impulse as he always did, more of a weakness than a strength, it made him reckless.

Trixie's picture

SOG: Combat Operation

Submission Type:

<<<Attention all Studies and Observations Personnel>>>

 

A general muster is hereby called for Thursday, December 5th, at 8PM CST.  All troops are ordered to report to the War Room at our terrestrial headquarters of Outpost Skyline, geared and prepared for full combat action.

This is in regards to Operation Purity.

 

That is all,

Captain Ziah’Synex, CEDG SOG; Commanding

 

Pages

Subscribe to RSS - IC


Main menu 2

by Dr. Radut