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 Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 8:15 am
In this RP you will all be Space Pirate Mercenaries ordered to track down and "dispose" of Samus Aran. The first one to bring back her head will be rewarded with *500,000,000,000,000,000,000 ducaats. You have all been assigned to the 107th division of assassains and are as of now ordered to assemble the the throne room of Ridley's palace in the Norfair. Introduce yourselves fully and then wait for the Ridley's instructions. Also, your race is not limited to the classic Space Pirate Mantisman, you may be any race you wish as long as it is sentient and isn't too powerful.
*1 ducaat is approximately 20 U.S dollars.
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Posted: Sat Jun 24, 2006 11:41 am
A human witha triple-lens vision enhancement device shaped like an eyepatch over his right eye entered the throne room.
"You're late, Artemis"
"Is that so, Ridley? I figure the reason for that is you never put any maps in the palace."
"Maps are useless tools, if a being cannot find his way around on his own then he should stay at home."
"In any case, if I'm so terribly late, then why am I the only one here? Perhaps it is because the others you hired are lost in the vast halls of your palace because of your lack of maps, maybe?"
Artemis Delorean was a mercenary for the Space Pirates, but unlike most Space Pirate mercenaries, he could actually tolerate them enough to finish a mission. His inescapable smugness is enough to make any being, and particularly the Ridley, absolutely loathe him. He was proficient in most forms of weaponry, a katana being his favorite. Although recently, he bought a new and interesting weapon he was dying to break in. A photonic armcannon modeled after the ones the Chozo, and a particular bounty hunter, used. Also, it had a galvanic blade attached for use in close combat. In any case, Artemis had a fat paycheck on the line and was not willing to share, although small portions of it could be used as bribing material if the situation required there to be.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 7:35 pm
scream scream scream YOU FAILED! scream scream scream
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 11:59 am
So it would seem... crying
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 9:07 pm
A young man walked through the Norfair corridor to Ridleys throne room. He pushed the door open and walked toward Ridley who was seated in a giant chair.
"What is your name?"
"I am called "The General" by my peers."
"Hmm...I can only guess why."
The General specializes in strategy among other things, although he is not bad with a sword. A previous paycheck allowed him to purchase a Varia suit and a wrist weapon that shoots weak beams better suited for distraction then a primary weapon. Seeing how he is human, he needs to wear lots of armour to protect himself from the environment as well as attacks from his targets.
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Posted: Thu Nov 23, 2006 2:52 pm
"Yo. You got hired too, huh? So, General, you just in it for the money or you got something against Samus? I just want the cash. That's easily worth 200000 starships and crew. I could own the galaxy with that money. Help me take Samus down and you'll be my head tactician and be in charge of your own fleet. That is, if you come back alive."
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