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Kinky. But, in my opinion I think they aren't going to try announcing Fallout Four at E3, more so other games. Right now I'm expecting a Dishonored sequel, huge hype train for Battlecry or, a new IP.

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As soon as I saw that, I immediately thought of... WINDGUARDIUM LEVIOSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Thee's a simple reason why I don't like extended, I'm burned out. I can not enjoy extended, or hell even SECRET. I have been playing this game for a long time, I used to be able to enjoy eight hour rounds but, I'm not in the mood for it anymore. I don't have the time, nor the patience to wait for a subtle, and perhaps fulfilling conclusion. Chair roleplay is boring. To simply put it, if I want Nuke that actually has some semblance of roleplay, I choose Aurora. If I want anything else, there is a nice selection of other servers that do everything else well, better, or puts a spin on the concept.

Gregor Clegane The Mountain's eyes were un-moving, and for a few moments he looked at the frightened boy's eyes. His face was stern, it did not show any particular emotion. He slowly withdrew the dagger, and slid it into his belt with a quiet rasp. He then walked away from the scared squire, Joss Stillwood followed behind him. Gregor had done his part, but another one must die. Ser Hugh of the Vale knew too much, he was far smarter than the Mountain expected. His death would take far longer, Gregor expected to find him at the tourney, an easier way to silence the fool. Joss meekly piped out a few quiet words, "S-ser Gregor, wh-where are we going-going?" Gregor abhorred his tendency to fear him more so than his enemies, and responded mockingly, "Joss, we are simply heading to the tavern to grab a pint of ale before the tournament, or are you so dimwitted you can not-" With a small whiz he felt the soft plop of dung hitting his armor. Gregor looked speechless for a moment, as he glanced at a small boy no younger than seven. The Mountain roared as he drew his sword and began chasing the small boy through the alleys. Sandor Clegane Sandor grunted as he felt the straps of the breastplate being tightened across his chest. The armor's weight felt cumbersome, yet it comforted Sandor. He had most of the torches in the basement darkened. As the helmet clanked on he was lightly helped up from the stool by a servant, and he slowly began walking the steps to the sweet-smelling kitchen. He walked clanging about as servants gave him looks of fear, disgust and indifference.

Yohoho! I have summoned some powerful necromancy, that is far stronger than Xander's, and I am now reminding people that Voltage rules this section with an Iron fist.

Alright, time for me to pull out my harmbaton and show those filthy furries what JUSTICE is. Look, don't speak Siik'maas, hissy language or any of that stuff on comms. In any workplace scenario, you do not speak a foreign language over the radio. It causes distress, sparks hostility an- basically all of the points have been addressed. We understand, your little Furry space commi wants to talk with his friends where it's nice and convenient. Don't, no one likes to hear Gutter and Tradeband either, they are in their full right to detain you if you don't listen to the warnings. Now, you are in your full right to do it, just don't complain if you get incident reports or a harmbaton to the face. I'm in favor for setting this in stone and making sure we don't have anything other than Tau Basic on comms.

Alright you stupid carebears, it's time for the god of robustness to speak. Look, you all may boast about the RP opportunities offered by cloning but, when does it ever happen? It's awkward, inconvenient and just too common. In the heat of the moment, when medbay's full, no-one ever takes the time to roleplay going through some mad surgery, or being cloned. You're stitched and sent out to be culled endlessly by the antagonists. By removing cloning you directly interfere with the innate balance this game has settled on. Space station 13 is designed to have players treat death lightly. This does not work with Heavy Roleplay. It quite frankly just comes down to whether you want to change the balance of the game, people will always treat death lightly. Most players treat someone covered in blood, or gibs on the floor like it's normal. Who cares in the end, we will adapt and eventually get used to it. It will just make the game of shooting a little bit more fun, so I want it.

THRUSTING towards your location. im so clever right?

There. This'll teach those filthy bastards who's lovable.

DISCLAIMER This guide is not concrete, even if you follow everything to the letter there's still a chance you can get in trouble. In addition, this will cover combat roleplay in general. In addition, if your combat situation is the agreement with two people, who are focusing on emotes and roleplay you may demonstrate as much roleplay as you wish. Regarding research, just years upon years of reading books and talking with people, reading articles and all that. I'm not reliable, you would get a far more scientific, and factually correct guide if you looked at google. Lastly, this a work in progress, please give your criticisms and the like. It's a first draft and could use some polishing. Losing Limbs In the heat of combat, with adrenaline pumping in your system you might not even realize you have bullet in you, even a missing arm. Generally, this varies between person to person, some people will pick up their newly amputated arm and go knock some poor sod's head off with it. But, generally what really causes people to fall down on the ground and scream is when they finally figure out during the heat of the moment, they can't feel their arm. This is shocking for some people that you realize you don't have your arm, it's a very emotionally rooted. The most pain you feel is a warm sensation. Generally, when you lose an arm the most immediate problem is blood loss. That can kill you within minutes if there is no one to treat it immediately. Taking bullets and the like There's a huge difference between being punched in the face by a giant lizard man when you're chilling out in comparison to being having your face smashed in with a stool while you're wasted and high on adrenaline. Let's go with scenario one, you're walking in the hall and some angry ass Unathi is thirsty for battle, he punches you in the face full. That hurts, badly because, nothing has kicked in yet. You would fall to the ground, scream in pain or something else. Generally, your average doctor or nurse won't take it but, some tough guy ex-military Rambo dude would have his stuff starting to kick in and get lost in the heat of the moment. Pain is numb, your perception of time is contorted and you keep moving. Being drunk is very dangerous even on its own, you can be stabbed, bleeding and not notice at all. Generally, this entails you can temporarily forgo the concept of pain RP during a fight, or in a furious bout of rage. That is meant for afterwards, where it will make far more sense once everything has cooled down. Considering bullets, most of the time it can actually be ignored if you're in combat. Most of the time, it's the bullets hitting the bone that causes combatants to go down straight. Bullets on their own, are very dangerous. Let's take the bullets used by the US in Afghanistan. Generally, their normal bullets couldn't take down the opposition, as they were often using narcotics. As a result, this means they were able to keep going even after getting shot. The bullets were then replaced by another variant that either expanded or, shrapnel once it hit the body. This basically took down enemies straight. Now, how does this apply? It demonstrates a difference. Considering the effect of bullets in game, we're going to assume it doesn't expand or shrapnel once inside the body. As soon as you feel the bullet you're going to be effected. But, ignore it. You are in the heat of the moment and you shouldn't start typing me's despite what some people would tell you. Just because they have a ballistic weapon doesn't mean you should just give up.

YOU SEE A FIELD OF FUCKS GIVEN IT IS BARREN IPC MASTER RACE

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Hey, you all want feedback? Well here it is. Medics: Science: Civilian: Command: Engineering: Security: Hackie Mhan: Tajara: Humans: Skrell: Unathi: Balds:

Gregor Clegane Gregor stared at the boy's face, his eyes beaming down on him. He drew his dirk from his belt, a large blade. For a normal man it would be a very large dagger or, a small sword but, Gregor carried it as if twas nothing. He slowly moved it under the boy's chin, lifting it slowly as it cut into his skin a little. Gregor then said, "Ah yes, well boy, Ser Duncan Tulgrad's armor will be a little more loose today, will it?" As he said it his squire pulled a coin purse and tossed it onto the ground, making a satisfying clinking sound. Gregor continued, "Or, if it's... satisfactory a certain squire may disappear today, the alleys are dangerous and it would not be unheard of for a ruffian to slit a green boy's throat and rob him to the bone."

http://static.fjcdn.com/gifs/Hitler_3d785a_864445.gif Just... look at it, and let it out.

Gregor Clegane As Gregor left the tent, his squire following behind him, he searched the crowds, scanning each and everyone. Before locking eyes with the young squire, Aeron. He approached, his boots and metal clanking as dust kicked up from behind him and dirtied his squire's clothes. Gregor locked eyes with Aeron, and bent his knees. Even while his knees bent he still towered over the young squire. He slowly and somewhat quietly said, "Are you..." Gregor paused for a moment, looking the boy up and down he slowly slid his hand around his belt before feeling for his dirk and clutching it. Gregor continued, "...Ser Duncan Tulgrad's squire?"

Check your privilege! Sis scum! Maybe it's for just plain out extra points? The majority of characters happen to be Caucasian so I highly doubt it's nothing more than filler.

Just... so great.

Did it in construction. I'm pretty sure we also made a zoo... a sex dungeon (for doing cult stuff) and some other stuff throughout various rounds? I think people have the screenshots.

Eh, I dunno how to feel about this. Seeing as we've as cultists have A LOT of tools to kick ass and chew bubblegum. Instead of destroying it, we should nerf it in some way? Make it damage cultists more, lower the damage overall. But, you do understand that other people have awesome tools for killing cultists? I mean, lasers... bullets.. tasers... or, Sniper rifles? I dunno, it depends on Skull's opinion.

Sad part is, I HATE YOUR GUTS YOU FILTHY WEEABOO! HAHAHHAHAA!

I'm really good at engineering. I stole A LOT of stuff to make it. And it was generally kekky. We called it the Pirate Cove/Lounge. Also, when I took the booze machine I blamed it on cargo. In addition, I stole all the IA's clothes. [attachment=2]Aurora Station - HEAVY ROLEPLAY - AlienHead Whitelists 2015-05-09 143526.png[/attachment] [attachment=1]Aurora Station - HEAVY ROLEPLAY - AlienHead Whitelists 2015-05-09 143427.png[/attachment] [attachment=0]Aurora Station - HEAVY ROLEPLAY - AlienHead Whitelists 2015-05-08 212236.png[/attachment]

Gregor Clegane Gregor stomped towards the arena, towering over most of the spectators. The crowds went silent, except for a few whispers. He looked around before locking eyes with Aeron. Before proceeding to the King's tent. His squire trotted behind him nervously, scratching his arms as the crowd stared at the pair.

But in his defense, that's character development. Having someone who's too overdeveloped as a character on station can hinder the experience because they can't fit in? I think it could end up well if he carved his own chunk out of the server.