"Torin "Wires" Kirran, best AI and Tech expert on Omega. I also respond to "Master" and "That drunk". said Wires with an egotistical grin.
Mass Effect RP: The Aegis Protection Firm - Full
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Quolana walked over to Santius extending her hand. "So what kind of jobs have you boys done in the past?" She gestured towards paladin. "I get the impression that not everyone hear is not so carefree."
"I worked with Eclipse, I'm surprised no one picked it up from my shoulder-pad. We have a bad history, I wanted a pay rise, they refused, I set their Ymirs on them. Took my pay rise, and about 20 bottles of wine for good measure. Don't mess with a poor, strong drunk. They'll get you." babbled Wires.
Babbled is now my favourite word
"Before I came here, I was with some smaller mercenary groups," Santius said. "I've been trying to forget they ever existed. Let's just say that they weren't the most kind and loving of people and leave it at that."
"I usually worked on my own. I pulled a bunch of jobs helping colonists out in the Terminus, Every once in a while I'd get a job from the Flotilla when they needed someone who didn't need an environment suit. Pulled in a few bounties, and spent a good year working as a body guard and pilot for an Asari diplomat who was making a tour of the Terminus. And before I was a gun-for-hire, I flew with the Corsairs in the Alliance."
"Before I came here, I was with some smaller mercenary groups . . . Let's just say that they weren't the most kind and loving of people and leave it at that."
"Yeah, I hear that" John said, nodding to Santius. "Since everyone else seems to be taking a trip down memory lane, I may as well jump in. Since I left that shit hole of a planet, Ive mostly run with smaller crews, less drama that way. Ran afoul of the Blue Suns 'bout seven years ago." he said, running his hand ove where his right ear used to be. "Seems they didnt like the idea of some pissant little ten man merc crew robbing one of thier weapons caches. Didn't stop us."
Chuckling, he pulled a cigarillo from his armour, and lit it. "Yeah, thoses guys I ran with where a good bunch. I'd probably still be workin' with'em if that cocksucking bastard volus hadn't sold us out to those slavers. Well that little fuck is gonna get his comeuppance real soon."
Taking a long drag on his smoke, to settle his nerves, John kept going. "The last crew I was with seemed to be pretty legit, you know honest security jobs and the like, but the salarian 'Ferand' who ran it always seemed a little 'off'. After the job on Illium that we where on ended, we started to make our away back to Omega, in the armed freighter Ferand owned. About a week out,we come across a merchantman plodding along minding its own business, when Ferand gives the order to attack. When I asked him why his response was 'Why not? Noones gonna miss'em.' Long story short, I stuffed his skinny ass into an airlock and blew him into space without his helmet. Shot the other three when they attacked me, flew back to Omega, sold the ship to pay off some outstanding debits, and signed on with Aegis."
John took another long drag of his smoke. "I don't really know any of you well enough, so fair warning. If you go after civilians simply for kicks I will put you down hard, Verahl be damned."
"Yeah, I hear that" John said, nodding to Santius. "Since everyone else seems to be taking a trip down memory lane, I may as well jump in. Since I left that shit hole of a planet, Ive mostly run with smaller crews, less drama that way. Ran afoul of the Blue Suns 'bout seven years ago." he said, running his hand ove where his right ear used to be. "Seems they didnt like the idea of some pissant little ten man merc crew robbing one of thier weapons caches. Didn't stop us."
Chuckling, he pulled a cigarillo from his armour, and lit it. "Yeah, thoses guys I ran with where a good bunch. I'd probably still be workin' with'em if that cocksucking bastard volus hadn't sold us out to those slavers. Well that little fuck is gonna get his comeuppance real soon."
Taking a long drag on his smoke, to settle his nerves, John kept going. "The last crew I was with seemed to be pretty legit, you know honest security jobs and the like, but the salarian 'Ferand' who ran it always seemed a little 'off'. After the job on Illium that we where on ended, we started to make our away back to Omega, in the armed freighter Ferand owned. About a week out,we come across a merchantman plodding along minding its own business, when Ferand gives the order to attack. When I asked him why his response was 'Why not? Noones gonna miss'em.' Long story short, I stuffed his skinny ass into an airlock and blew him into space without his helmet. Shot the other three when they attacked me, flew back to Omega, sold the ship to pay off some outstanding debits, and signed on with Aegis."
John took another long drag of his smoke. "I don't really know any of you well enough, so fair warning. If you go after civilians simply for kicks I will put you down hard, Verahl be damned."
"John, It sounds to me like you've succeed in pissing off a lot of people in a very short amount of time, and the ones that you didn't kill, are going to make a bee-line straight for the target you've managed to spread over all our backs."
Ethan waved his hand to disperse the smoke from the cigar. He didn't mind the occasional stogie but now was hardly the time.
"So tell me this, are you prepared to deal with the skeletons in your closet when they come calling?"
Ethan waved his hand to disperse the smoke from the cigar. He didn't mind the occasional stogie but now was hardly the time.
"So tell me this, are you prepared to deal with the skeletons in your closet when they come calling?"
"And the Blue Suns, too," Santius remarked. "These are the kind of people who will send small armies hunt you down if you do something to make them look bad. How have you even survived seven years?"
John took another long drag of his smoke. "I don't really know any of you well enough, so fair warning. If you go after civilians simply for kicks I will put you down hard, Verahl be damned."
"Really John, Do any of these guys look like they would hunt civilians?" She waved towards Paladin.
"But if were sharing past, Ill share since everyone else was so forthcoming. I ran bodyguard duty for a merchant a while back." Tossing her hands in the air a bit, "However my client got himself killed in the lower omega markets while I was on leave. Since then iv been filling in with various merc gangs to pay the bills. Nothing to dirty though."
"Really John, Do any of these guys look like they would hunt civilians?" She waved towards Paladin.
"But if were sharing past, Ill share since everyone else was so forthcoming. I ran bodyguard duty for a merchant a while back." Tossing her hands in the air a bit, "However my client got himself killed in the lower omega markets while I was on leave. Since then iv been filling in with various merc gangs to pay the bills. Nothing to dirty though."
Looking at Paladin and Santius, John smiled. "A good friend of mine always said, it's better to be lucky than good, but damned if I aint both." After taking one last puff of his smoke, and putting it out, he looked at Paladin "If your worried about my past catching up and fucking with your livlyhood, dont be. Ninty-eight percent of the of the people I've pissed off only know me as some asshole in full heavy armour fucking thier shit up. The other two percent ain't nobodies problem no more, if you catch my drift. As for the Blue Suns, fuck'em, I'm pretty sure they think I'm dead."
"Really John, Do any of these guys look like they would hunt civilians?"
"I couldnt say Qulana, I havn't known them long enough. Apperances are not always what they seem."
"Really John, Do any of these guys look like they would hunt civilians?"
"I couldnt say Qulana, I havn't known them long enough. Apperances are not always what they seem."
'Wow, who new taking on newbies would bring such an influx of angst' thought Ocara as he waited paitently by the fridge, a cool purple drink in his right hand, his left hand massaging his temples, mainly as a way to soothe his aching head, but partly as a facepalm. Though that being said, everyone had their baggage, its just some people are were more vocal about it than others and in a new group, they'd of course want to carve out a space for themselves, both through shows of who could be the biggest cock and through telling everyone how serious you are.
'Ah well, to each his own'
'Ah well, to each his own'
"The thing about luck, John, is it has the bad habit of running out, ability doesn't. Try and keep in mind what the poet Rogers said, 'You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away, and know when to run'. You learn where your limits are, then that luck will serve you well, and your dumb ass will last longer."
I hadn't seen my earlier post, and mistakenly assumed that something was wrong with the Escapist and my post wasn't registered.
To make up for my dual posting, I'll include a link to "The Art of Mass Effect" which showed me that Quarians do indeed have "human" faces, Saren was originally supposed to have a sword, and some of the freaky monsters and aliens that didn't make it (but still might)
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F9KBDGUL
To make up for my dual posting, I'll include a link to "The Art of Mass Effect" which showed me that Quarians do indeed have "human" faces, Saren was originally supposed to have a sword, and some of the freaky monsters and aliens that didn't make it (but still might)
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=F9KBDGUL
Am I allowed to bring my Mech with me? I mentioned it earlier, it's a FENRIR. Also, one of my CAPTCHAs was Egotistical... INGLIP KNOWS MY CHARACTER
Personally, I don't see a problem with it, you've established your character as owning mechs, using them to fight and often bringing them with him. And this seems like the type of mission where a mech would be a good asset. As long as you present him in such a way that doesn't refute your or someone else's earlier posts I won't complain.
Go with yes for this one, unless Chicago Ted veto's it
Go with yes for this one, unless Chicago Ted veto's it
All right, talked with Axel and we came to something of a consensus. We see a big potential for godmodding here. But we're inclined to let you go ahead with this. Just keep in mind this handy rule "don't be a dick". Play the Mech fair, and, perhaps more importantly, keep it believable and you'll be fine
WOW, sorry about that folks, my internet had a seizure or something and I couldn't log on for a while. Am I still in?
Wires tapped a few buttons on his Omni Tool. "I've called Erebus, he'll be here in a second, fast runner that one, I added new joints in his legs, they don't seize up any more, and that redu..." Wires raved on about the wonders of Erebus and the work he had done on it.
Wires gave an excited gasp, "There you are boy! Come here, come on! Who's a good Mech? Who's a good Mech? You aaaaaaaaare" babbled Wires with a stupid grin that most definitely did NOT belong on the face of a Salarian Tech Genius, but he couldn't care less.
(As mentioned earlier): Erebus was programmed with puppy AI, unless Wires chose to override it to turn him into a combat mech, or he followed sequence, "IS TARGET AEGIS? Y/N. Y=IGNORE N=CAUTIOUS. IS TARGET ARMED? Y/N. Y=DEFEND THE MASTER! N=CAUTIOUS". In it's normal puppy AI, it was a playful little beast, like an Earth puppy.
Erebus was jumping up and trying to climb Wires. "DOWN! EREBUS! DOWN!" yelled Wires, much to the amazement of everyone else in the room.
"I use him for scouting, send him forward, few programs, makes noises, charges at enemies if any are nearby, far more efficient that a combat drone. I mean sure combat drones are cheap, but they don't pack the same OOMPH! that a FENRIR has, and look at this armour plating, fine work there, had to "convince" a human to do it for me, good job, nice pay (chuckle)..." Wires carried on about the origin of Erebus and about the various upgrades.
Wires gave an excited gasp, "There you are boy! Come here, come on! Who's a good Mech? Who's a good Mech? You aaaaaaaaare" babbled Wires with a stupid grin that most definitely did NOT belong on the face of a Salarian Tech Genius, but he couldn't care less.
(As mentioned earlier): Erebus was programmed with puppy AI, unless Wires chose to override it to turn him into a combat mech, or he followed sequence, "IS TARGET AEGIS? Y/N. Y=IGNORE N=CAUTIOUS. IS TARGET ARMED? Y/N. Y=DEFEND THE MASTER! N=CAUTIOUS". In it's normal puppy AI, it was a playful little beast, like an Earth puppy.
Erebus was jumping up and trying to climb Wires. "DOWN! EREBUS! DOWN!" yelled Wires, much to the amazement of everyone else in the room.
"I use him for scouting, send him forward, few programs, makes noises, charges at enemies if any are nearby, far more efficient that a combat drone. I mean sure combat drones are cheap, but they don't pack the same OOMPH! that a FENRIR has, and look at this armour plating, fine work there, had to "convince" a human to do it for me, good job, nice pay (chuckle)..." Wires carried on about the origin of Erebus and about the various upgrades.
I can't be assed writing an entire conversation. He has extra armour, and anti hacking programming. If that's ok, that's all I want. In regards to godmodding, if I send it around a corner, I'll leave it for someone else (Ted) to decide what happens. I'll only directly control all it's actions out of missions, when it's "puppy AI" makes a good gag.
Santius eyed the mech suspiciously.
"I don't like that thing already," he muttered. "Wires, keep that away from me or I will hurt it. Or at the very least, I'll use it to hurt you."
"I don't like that thing already," he muttered. "Wires, keep that away from me or I will hurt it. Or at the very least, I'll use it to hurt you."
"Wires, keep that away from me or I will hurt it. Or at the very least, I'll use it to hurt you."
John laughed loudly, "Fuck, Santius I barely know you, but already I like you." Reaching behind, and retriving his ML-77 he looked at Torin calling out, "Hey Wires! You think Erebus wants to play fetch?" After another good laugh, he collapsed the missle launcher and put it away.
John laughed loudly, "Fuck, Santius I barely know you, but already I like you." Reaching behind, and retriving his ML-77 he looked at Torin calling out, "Hey Wires! You think Erebus wants to play fetch?" After another good laugh, he collapsed the missle launcher and put it away.