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Alexander turns to the Doctor, stopping his "encouraging" bicep stretching for long enough to talk to Fedor, a warm smile on his face; it was not often anyone asked him about his physique! "Well! Typically I run a high protein diet, as only the motherland can provide. I have found that a...

Remember, I can flex at you to make you BETTER AT BOMBING. ;D

God darnit! The amount you guys post in a day is incredible!! I shall have to check this RP far more often now we're out of combat!! Alexander nods slowly. He was no geologist, and certainly no miner, but he did have some expertise in the area of demolition, and the plan that Arthur had...

He nodded, watching the verbal confrontation occur, before watching the captain of the other Squad away. Raising an eyebrow, he folded his arms, not exactly sure what to make of the other captain. However, regardless of other emotions or conflicts of ideology, the respect remained. He had a...

Alexander didn't know whether to be feel relieved or daunted by the task assigned to his team. To some extent, he felt that his entire purpose on this ship was to bolster morale as much as possible; hell, until this last foray into the void, he hadn't even predicted that the Starseeker squadron...

"Roger. Coming in. Echo-squad, on me." It was all he said over the radio as he navigated his way back to the ship, and made his way back inside. His armoured suit looked very different than before; his bulky armoured plates replaced with a thick, rippling musculature, not unlike the Roman...

@Universal_narration The massive mechanical thing started to move, slowly at first, it's "hands" Twisting and moving slowly, as if getting used to it's immense bulk. Tilting it's head around the battlefield of the wanderer's hull, it then set to work. It began by grabbing a nearby clawbot...

Alexander felt the servos in his Armour start to slow down, the whirring of the suit's exoskeleton getting louder as it struggles to keep up with it's owner. He blocks and parries the clawbots infront of him as much as possible, but away from the fight his mind was working as hard as possible...

Alexander needs a few moments to catch his breath, having been knocked down by explosions and torn at by clawbots. Rey! As soon as your gun is cooled, aim for the A.W.B. bots. You and Arthur take them down. As for me... Is it possible to cover for the ship? I mean, take rockets on behalf of...

Add as many destiny points as you can to Hopen-gar to make it hit, to the maximum of 5. I need that barrier before the next grenade destroys me!!!

Alexander's Martial arts technique suited him well, deflecting the claw-bot's ferocious claws easily, even though he struggled to do any damage in the swirling melee. He barely saw the grenade floating above him; and once he caught sight of it, he had scant milliseconds to react to it. Clamping...

Alexander's Martial arts technique suited him well, deflecting the claw-bot's ferocious claws easily, even though he struggled to do any damage in the swirling melee. He barely saw the grenade floating above him; and once he caught sight of it, he had scant milliseconds to react to it. Clamping...

Alexander growled as he felt the impact of the rocket slam into him, his armoured servos whining as they resisted the impact damage, while simultaneously facilitating the generous beating his crackling powerfists were delivering on the clawbots, his own muscles compensating for a slight...

Attack post is done earlier up, along with my barrier protection and Hoppen-gar. This is a post to keep one up to date with my DMG Alexander moved with a speed that belied his size as the claw bots decended upon his squad. Lightning cracking from his enhanced exoskeleton, he battered away blows...

Alexander moves infront of his team, standing between them and the enemy slicer-bots. Grinning, he pounded his fists together, causing sparks to burst from his power-fists, adopting a stoic stance as he waited for the bots to hurl themselves at him. "Here, and no further, robot scum!"...

Sorry about the delay! Had friends from another university over for Bonfire night. Wont happen again! 2D6+4

Alexander stood still as the air was filtered out of the airlock, the artificial wind whipping around his bulky armoured suit as he waited for the door to open. With a series of mechanical clanks, the door rumbled open, and revealed to them the expanse of space. Moving himself outside the...

I think having a medium-sized range under which an archetype falls is a good idea; in short, I agree with the author. This is mainly to do with the fact that racial bonus's just don't make any sense if this isn't the case! High-er dexterity implies being slender, and flexible. Low-er con means...

Alexander was pleased when it turned out that all of his troopers were ready at the same time; excellent, the need to exclude Arthur wasn't needed. He'd need all of the bravery he could get to help repel these nefarious borders. Command told him that the ship needed defending, and god help him...

Alexander nodded to Rey, his helmet not yet equipped so that he could better survey the preparations of his squad. "You are a tactical mind, Miss Morrissette, and I have every faith in your decision. As soon as your brother has donned his armour, I would suggest you get topside and begin a...