MasterMustang

Well, I was merely suggesting that you change your post like as if you pursued him as he ventured into the still ruined section of the city... that is if you want...

You didn't see my post on the previous page? If you are referencing the fact that Striker is ignoring you then you should read that, please.

Dido and I ask because I might make Striker MIA for while if he goes about that transformation we discussed (not giving spoliors :3). So I may subsitute him for a "filler" character in his absence.

Are we looking at a time lapse anytime soon?

Sorry about leaving you behind Eclipse but I saw my opprotunity to advance my own story. How Twilight reads into how Striker is feeling and if she goes after him dictates how I will proceed with him. I may begin to set him on the honorable path or let him succumb to darkness one more time. Eitherway I plan to have him "born again," in a way. When that happens... lets just say that he would put the best of the best of the GEF, RLF, and Freelancers to shame. I know I said it already but I am so excited about this whole RP!!! ^^

Hey Scythe, I'm not anywhere near you unless you ran after me. I'm far away from the city square. you might want to edit your post, just sayin. ^^

[colour=#008000]Capt. Star Striker: Equina Main Square ---> Streets/Back Alleys of Equina[/colour] (For emotional effect...) Striker's body becomes paralyzed with Twilight's words. Not even his chest moves from breathing for these agonizingly long moments. He... he can feel a similar pain to his own coming from a mare that he used to respect so highly... then... something else happens... his heart becomes even heavier with pain... not pain of loss... but of regret... guilt... empathy... and something else he can't understand... tears now begin to run down his face. He is torn... part of him wants end the life of the traitor with a great vengence, finally avenge the honor of his fallen and recieve closure... but then... part of him doesn't... for reasons he can't put into words... finally his weapon begins to tremble... [colour=#008000]-Shoot... no... shoot... no... Shoot... Don't... SHOOT... DON'T... SHOOT... NO!!!-[/colour] In a flash, Star aims his revolver into the air and fires with a sorrow and pain wracked scream... a scream that would even wrench the hearts of the most hardened stallions... He expells all his ammo and even uncouciously pulls the trigger a few times after. He looks down into her eyes... this... what is this that he is feeling? It hurts... it hurts so much... The tears flow with force Neighagra Fall's. [colour=#008000]"**** IT ALL!!!"[/colour] cries Striker as he throws his weapon to the ground. He turns as runs aimlessly into the city. He continues to run until he comes to a deserted part of the city that still lies in ruin and hasn't been under reconstruction yet in the far corner of the city. He keeps moving until he trips and falls into a pile of debris. He falls face first and manages to cut himself up around his body pretty good although he is not really all the injured but regardless of how injuried he could have been... nothing could compare to the pain that grips his heart so tightly... he proceeds to punch his fore hooves into the rubble in a fit of rage until he looks to the sky. The rain has intensified and is in a full down pour. Striker's uniform is torn, dirty, tattered, and bloodied... has his teary eyes look to the sky he lets out a sorrowful cry that could be heard for at least 2 kilometers. Then... all is quiet except for a lone whimper in the rain...

you did? 0.o let me check Well, yes, yes you did. Sorry, lol. Well, there's my post. Sorry since I ignored you in it Draco but you can understand because of Striker's suffering that he won't be listening to you unless you want to edit. Not sure where this will take me but I'm excited. Striker has a heart after all!!! ^^ Anyways, I await the glorious posts that will follow.

I like what you're doing Draco but I won't post until Twi responds. this is critical to his developement as a character ^^

I think its time to start recruiting for this RP. This definitely puts a wrench in things.

Dido, did he say why he left?

Good eye but not quite. He still has that one bullet in his pocket. He made others just in case but that one in particular was made from the bullet that killed Tender Care. I'm saving that. Let's see what happens. That sux! Well, I'm not good at mult-tasking OC's so please don't make me... ^^"

I guess Striker may want both. I don't know, only time will tell... ^^

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Woot for New Vegas! ^^

Striker knew about the "incidents" and felt that their nature were highly questionable but he would never break his loyalty. He always trusted in their wisdom and thus his men trust him. So I find your qoute about the RLF being a haven for less than honorable types offensive in a way. Honor is his code. Along with Draco, in a sorts, Striker lost a lot of respect for Twilight when she took over the GEF but slow he began to develope something for her that he doesn't understand. Now since it is revealed that she was Red Fox nearly all of that is now gone except for his rage and those strange feelings. I'm really not sure how this is gunna go myself but I know for sure that Striker was an emotional wreck before but now his heart is like a battle scarred war-zone. This will prove to be very interesting...

Striker just stands in angered silence as the events played out. Cross' word stick him like hot sharp knives but it is a foolish ploy. It isn't smart to provoke an already angry Ursa Major... The others begin to speak not allowing Striker to speak his thoughts. Cross is scum however his words about the princesses bring up old doubts about their conduct during what the REA slanged as "The Purge." He admits that he was concerned with the campaigns. They were indeed questionable in motive but it was not his place to undermind his princesses. He was.. IS a loyal soldier. What really cut the Ranger deep was his ignorant speach about the suffering that his people had to endure. Fool... he doesn't understand true suffering... only Striker does in his heart. He lives with that pain everyday. At that point he was tempted to draw his sidearm and blast him full of hot lead but, he holds himself. The Cronarch's words were also prodding the Ranger's pride. He dismisses him with a returned him a "come at me bro" glare. Cross and Twilight proceed to talk about this "Goliath," thing. Sounds like a WMD of sorts but he gets lost and couldn't follow. Then Twilight and Draco exchange heated words. Striker highly disagrees with Twilight's conduct and opinion but can't bring himself to speak out. These feelings he is having towards her are highly irritating him. (Music for Mood) Suddenly something strange happens. Free walks up to Twilight out of the blue and reveals a dark secret... Twilight is Red Fox. Striker's eyes widen with shock. His body becomes paralyzed with so many emotions that it nearly stops his heart in a literal sense. Something in him felt like it literally broke at that moment... like a sledgehammer to broken glass... After a few seconds... those pieces of glass burst into flame and his eyes ignite with that all to familiar fiery wrath. Just as suddenly, Cross vanishes and his white prison dissapates and they are back in the Main Square however, Striker is unphased. By this time the sun became hidden by clouds and a steady rain began to fall. He hastily walks up to Twilight and draws his revolver, rapidly loads the red tipped ammunition with "RED FOX" etched into the casings, and aims between her eyes. His hoof shakes with rage but with something else he can't explain. He hesitates to shoot as water drips from his weapon... [colour=#008000]"You... you of all ponies... was the dreaded Red Fox? You... you are a disgrace Twilight to all of Equestria and now your history means nothing to me. Tell me, 'Red Fox;' I now know about Lunar Cross' part in this and the NEO uprising... his formation of the abomination that is the GEF but... how far back does your treachery go? Were you an active member in the NEO? Were you there when they razed Canterlot to the ground? Are your hooves stained with the blood of my fellow brothers in arms? WERE YOU THE ONE WHO TOOK EVERYTHING FROM ME?!?! TELL ME NOW!!!" [/colour]Striker roars as the weapon shakes in his hoof. His breathing becomes labored and heavy with anger. His eyes burn with the urge for vengence. After a few seconds of silence he pistol whips Twilight with a furious blow. [colour=#008000]"TELL ME!!! I want to hear your guilt before I finally recieve my vengence... I want to hear you plead for mercy like the men I lost before the NEO butchered them... I want you to tell me how sorry you are... I WANT YOU TO TELL ME EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE AFTER I KILL YOU!!!" [/colour] His voice hints of great anger but more so pain and suffering. Those last words come with a single subtle tear hidden by the rain only visable to Twilight. Those were similar to the final words of his love before she was killed... [colour=#FFA500]"Shhh[/colour][colour=#ffa500]... it's ok. You are gonna be fine, hunny..."[/colour] His heart wrenches at the pain... visions of Tender's corpse in his arms flash before his eyes... He fires off a single round that grazes Twilight's cheeks and creates a small cut. [colour=#008000]"Tell me..."[/colour] he angrily commands in a softer but very painful voice... another lone tear drips from his eye only visable to Twilight. His aim then steadies as he awaits her possible confession... (Sorry if I kinda modded the action there. If needed I will edit.)

I did model part of his personality around this guy... ^^

I guess I did misread that but regardless I think it works since anypony in that situation would have selective hearing. lol

I'm getting in on this Star! ^^ Name: Rose Sex: Female Age: Young/Middle Aged Mare Species: Earth Pony Eye colour: Grass Green Coat colour: Chocolate Brown Mane/Tail/Markings colour & Style: Medium length mane and tail. Rose red colored and straight. Brushed but a little messy for style. She has a scar over her right eye. (General appearance): She wears a black cowboy hat and dark red and black striped vest. They look a little worn and broken-in from her travels. (Have a picture soon!) (Cutiemark): A golden revolver with a rose wrapped around it. (View of the Law): No opinion. Sometimes the law pays well... in bits. (Weapons/Fighting style): Rose's specialty is her long-range-modded repeating rifle that fires a heavy .45-70 Gov't round. She nicknamed her rifle Paciencia which translates into "patience" in an old dead western language (Spanish.) She hand loads the bullets herself packing in a larger power charge for increased range and bullet velocity. She carries two types of ammunition for her rifle: hollow point copper rounds for soft targets and tungsten tipped armor piercing rounds for armored targets or if she knows that they are hiding behind a wall. She also carries light double-action, swing-out cylinder .44 magnum revolver. She custom ordered it from an Appoloosan gunsmith emphasing weight reduction. It has a light/striped down frame and cylinder with an ash wood grip. The weapon is very light and quick on the draw but tends to overheat easily when fired repeatedly. Lastly she has her trusty survival/utility knife. Its a standard heavy full-tang blade with a sawback. Rose perfers to fight at range with her infamous rifle but can hold her own up close. She won many bar fights when she was younger. Some bars around Appoloosa know her as Whiskey Rose because of her drink of choice and the fact that her cheeks get red when she drinks. However, nopony dares to call her that to her face or even mutter it when around. That just asks for a hoof in the groin. --- "The Light .44" --- Survival Knife (Lifelong dream as Western Frontier pony/whatever they are): Rose really doesn't have any thoughts about her future. She lives day to day completing contracts for more and more bits. Money is her only motivation. Subconciously she want's so finally settle down and buy her own ranch if she ever retires. (History): Rose was born on a ranch north of Appoloosa. Her mother died soon after from TB so she was raised soley by her father. He taught her to shoot and live off the land when she was very young until one day bandits raided their ranch and killed her pa. Hiding under her bed, she sprang out at the sight of her father's murder with the .357 revolver her father bought her and mercilessly killed them all, avenging her father. She buried him on the ranch and then torched it marking the end of her past life. That Rose wilted. Since then she became a wandering mercenary who's loyalty belonged to the highest bidder which is how she got her cutie-mark. (Personality): Rose is a rather emotionless individual. All the emotion she ever expreienced and ever will experience is buried and locked away since that fateful night. With the absence of her father, Rose had to fend for herself and quickly she came to realize that there are only two things you can trust in this world. Your bits and your bullets. Rose's true loyalty is to bits. Bits provide for you and they protect you, they also can't betray you. Never once has she not been paid. Rose always gets what she is owed. Another New Vegas reference but I think this song best describes her. ^^ I couldn't make a picture so I found the closest thing to her. Just imagine this is Rose with the features I mentioned since she obviously isn't AJ. ^^ (First time RP'ing as a mare so... wish me luck. ^^)

[colour=#222222]Capt. Star Striker growled at Free's jesture to stand down, showing the first ever instance of defiance ever to his CO. Suddenly, by the means of some strange magic, Striker and the rest were ensnared by this white void created from the "Prophet." [/colour][colour=#008000]"What the hay is just happened?" [/colour][colour=#222222]he asks in irritated dismay as he looks around. His eyes then land back upon the mad pony. He stands in an angered silence observing his enemy but then... he speaks. His words bring about a long hidden revelation that turns Striker world upside down...[/colour] [colour=#222222] [/colour] [colour=#222222]Lunar Cross... now that is a name that that Striker hasn't heard in a long time. The last time he came across that name was in the KIA/MIA summary report from the second war with Nightmare Moon. Luna Cross was the only pony listed as MIA until two years later when REA High Command changed his status to KIA, assuming that he must have died during or after the final battle. Everytime he heard or read that name, it made his skin crawl. Something about that pony made him uneasy... and now here the snake is, standing before him. A cold shiver jumps up Striker's spine but is followed by a warm tense sense of anger. Then he revealed to have been a member of the NEO and the very founder of the GEF... the very founder of all that he despises stands before him and mocks him. The Ranger's blood begins to boil but he stands in shock. For all this time he thought that it was Red Fox who was behind all of this but actually it was Lunar Cross? All this time his rage has been misplaced... then suddenly the fires of vengence reignite in his heart... If that wasn't bad enough then Lunar Cross makes a reference about Twilight and her 'intimate' knowledge of him. This creates a strange sense of disgust and jeleousy within him as well as fueling the fire that is his vengful demeanor. He looks over to Twilight now fully aware of her blushing and then back to Lunar Cross with a glare. [/colour][colour=green]"You and your conduct are a disgrace to Equestria, you worthless piece of slime...[colour=green] I should have known that it was odd that you were the only one MIA during the 2nd Nightmare Moon campaign... and now... you gone to create this abomination of a dictatorship by defiling ashes of my beloved nation... you and your cursed uprising took everything I hold dear away from me!" [/colour][/colour]Striker growls in a fit of rage to Luna Cross. Then Striker catches sight of Free flinging his knife at Lunar Cross in a surprising outburst of anger, something about Princess Luna and him? The knife was intercepted by the Cronarch. He ignores that and goes straight to the fact that Free was assaulting HIS target. It is not Free's place to kill this pony... The Ranger glares at his CO. [colour=#008000]"Back off Free! This snake is mine to kill, not yours!"[/colour] he barks. Then the Cronarch speaks trying to calm the group down and speaking of the potential dangers that exist with assaulting Lunar Rush while we reside in his white abyss. Striker doesn't care. His heart burns for vengence and it is within his grasp. His eyes of hatred shift toward the Chronarch and the soldier gives him a piece of his mind. [colour=#008000]"I don't take orders from the likes of you, Cronarch! I care not what happens to me or the rest of you! Get in my way and you will feel the blunt fury of my wrath... he will fall." [/colour]he growls. Striker's rage continues to build until he turns to face Lunar Rush again. His blood boils beneath his skin. His fairly large muscles from all his years of training buldge and tense with powerful wrath. His eyes lock onto Lunar's. They are like two arch-welders on max voltage. The pain and rage in his heart erupts from his soul and into his words. [colour=#008000]"The hands of death could not defeat me, the fates fail to hold me back, and YOU will not see the end of this day!"[/colour] Striker draws his large combat knife and holds it firm as steady. [colour=#008000]"I swear on the honor of my fallen comrades, my fallen princesses... my fallen love... I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!" [/colour] Striker charges his enemy with great fury and speed like an eagle swooping down to snatch its prey. His blade thrusts forward as he nears Lunar Rush, seeking to forever silence the cursed heart that beats within the pony's chest.

I have to say Val that I absolutly love and hate that post. That twist kinda puts Striker in a awkward position but expect in my upcoming post that his vengence will be reignited with this reveal. Additionally I don't know I someone is trying to ship Twi so I think I have Striker have at it but with great inner conflict. Oh, I can't wait for the story to progress!!! ^^

Welcome to Canterlot. I'm diggin' the Fallout reference in your name. ^^

Since the RP is moving rather slowly, I propose that we take advantage of that. We should all take the time to make our posts as detailed as possible while taking the time to read and re-read previous posts. Doing this will also reduce the need to re-edit posts which I know personally can be annoying. This will surely enrich the story and overall fun of the RP, again this is only just my suggestion. ^^

I think, I'll hold off until you edit as needed so I can make my next post accordingly.