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Who are you, Archer? Part 2: Captivity


((Contains a bit of graphic content))


Wastelander looking for a RP clan or friend or two. Or three. Or four.

Instead of taking a shot in the dark and applying for a RP clan, I'm going to put my card out there and hope someone comes to me.

Looking for a RP clan who RP frequently, but also participates in all the othe aspects of FE. I want to level improve my character just like everyone else, but I hate doing it alone. Even if it's just someone in the same boat as me, new to FE and wanting someone to hang with while learning and playing the game, that's fine too.

In game name is Morganth.

Hope I hear from someone. :)

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Vorela's Ramblings - Sept 5

I finally got a chance to show Soya that cursed letter at the rally.  I felt bad as soon as I did, though, seeing her face harden again.  She was finally seeming like she might be letting a smile through the pain, and I went and killed it.  I just keep on telling myself that it was necessary.  I needed to know.  She needed to know, just in case.

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Who are you, Archer? Part 1: Into the Void


((I'm taking a break from RP for god knows how long, mainly just to get to level 40+. Usually I have an IC excuse for disappearing for a week or longer. This is going to involve Archer's journey across the wastes to get to Alaska. Why? Read and find out))


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Mister Sandman


This is like a dream, really. My senses are clouded in one regard since my return and not even this old Sheriff's eye can discern what makes such reaction swell in others.

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Before the Fall

 The view from the corner apartment was breathtaking. It was one of the things its occupant enjoyed, the view across the campus and downtown Boulder at night, the lights of civilization disappearing into the granite majesty of the Flatirons. The other thing he liked, of course, was the location; just across the street from the east campus of the University of Colorado and an easy 5 minute bicycle commute to the main campus on 28th Street. Boulder was a beautiful place on the evening of July 23rd, 2051.

Lagwar 50th episode event


Not primarily an rp event but interesting nonetheless, especially as it is in Sector 1.

Prizes, faction tent city, and Devs in attendance.

9.30pm EST on Saturday 4th September at Jensen's Farm, 4397360, 3776357 (SW of Watchtower, by the Chupacapra and sheep).

(6.30pm Pacific, 2.30am UK, 3.30am Euro)

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Echoes of Memory - 13


((Written to 'Ride' by the Cary Brothers.))

She stands amongst the billowing wreckage, the very vision of coldly manicured beauty. She is clad in a black catsuit of some high tech weave she cannot name, its snug fit almost inappropriate in how it hugs her svelte form. Her long, vibrant red hair has been loosed to the wind and whips about her pristine features and away behind her in a scene straight out of an exaggerated hair products commercial.

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Echoes of Memory - 12


((Written to 'One Caress' by Depeche Mode.))

Druuna sleeps restlessly, shifting uncomfortably in her tangle of sheets. The wind is picking up outside as a storm is brewing and the old house creaks its weary disdain of such trouble it is no longer well suited to weather. She is oblivious to the noise, lost in the throes of her own troubles, dreams such as they are.

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Echoes of Memory - 11


((Written to 'The Next Life' by Suede.))

She is watching him from the expansive bay window of a lakehouse they've rented when the phone rings. He is down on the pier, wrestling with a canoe that seems to be winning the contest. She is wearing a silly smile full of affection and amusement as she brings the portable to her ear.

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Delayed entry: Back at it.

I'm not quite sure what happened, and by now I'm not sure I care.  One minute I realize I made a mistake and am in trouble, the next I'm standing in a damned LifeNet center, and people are telling me I was gone for a month and a half. I'm very seriously done with this. There's all this ridiculous tech lying around, working half-assed, and a bunch of idiot Techs who think they understand it- and think this is the way of the future. If it is, count me out. There are plenty of places I can go and live out whatever is left to me without having to deal with the garbage we now call humanity.

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Echoes of Memory - 10


((Written to 'This Year's Love' by David Gray.))

Druuna is leaning back against her motorcycle beside the glowing campfire, snuggling into her pack for a bit of cushion. The usual desert chill has set in as heavy clouds have rolled in to blot out most of the stars. She huddles within her jacket with her feet close to the warming fire, her hands now fishing about in her pockets.

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Miss Nibble's Renders

(Couldn't find the no posting to front page thingy...)

Blame Soyala, Vorela and Typhus for my addiction to DAZ

First one

First one (Full size) http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo121/CplNeverlast/Renders/Nattyv2.jpg

Nat and Meka

Nat and Meka (Full size) http://i368.photobucket.com/albums/oo121/CplNeverlast/Renders/Mekaandnatsharpened.jpg


Invicta Bike Rally Thurs 9pm EST, New Flagstaff

Invicta Bike Rally is a weekly roleplaying event hosted by Invicta at Beauville's Tavern, New Flagstaff Thursday nights at 9pm Eastern. All are invited to come and enjoy, though as this is run by a CHOTA-focused gang, obvious Enforcers might feel a bit unwelcome from time to time.


Wasteland Crafters Market

Wasteland Crafters Market

Ist Saturday of each Month. New Flagstaff 5pm - 8pm EST (GMT -4)

All welcome to come buy, sell, browse and have fun.

Park on the road by Beauville's Tavern. Market on the grass beyond where there will be campfires and tents with temporary vaults and mailboxes attached.


Saturday 4th September: Paint Your Wagon competition. Prizes for the best-painted vehicles: bikes, ATVs, buggies, interceptors.

(2pm PST/10pm UK/11pm Euro)

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An "evil" RP clan

Been trying to talk to some about starting one but with no headway so far, so i'm asking here on the forums if anyone would be interested in such a clan or interested in helping to start one.


I have not been able to attend any rp events and i've not really been rping much since i came back to the game but hopefully that will change this thursday but you know if anyone is interested in starting an "evil" clan then just contact Morgan Temple ingame =)

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Growing Old


I now suddenly feel my age and can no longer blame a sickness the doctors have long since assured me is completely under their thumb. Is it wrong not to believe them? They are trained in their professions as much as I am in mine, if not moreso but I cannot help but wonder. I cannot help but fear what life has in store for an old man like me. For Him to poison my mind and body as he did all those years since passed is beyond pride and idealism.

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Vorela's Ramblings

((I have a small journal thread going for Vorela on the Invicta forums, and thought I'd copy it here in case anyone wants to read and know a little more about her.))


(Friday, June 4)

If it wasn’t already obvious by the god-awful collar around my neck, I’m simply yet another clone that was shit out of a vat and dumped out into hell to do whatever it is they keep spitting us out to do.  Whether that’s being killed by raiders, killed by mutated creatures, or simply starving to death, the world obviously needs us for important things.

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Putting His Foot in the Grave - 1


The raiders were nothing to the man as he tore through their ranks, the crude weaponry they held finding precious little to harm on the man. He seemed to always be clad in armor fit for a tank, as Driftstorm liked to tease. Blades scraped at the plating of his carapace, showing them that the best they could do was rivet the surface, or scratch through the already fading, pee green paint job.

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((OOC)) Expanding My Social Circle

I know most of you have never really met Vorela IC, and I want to change that.  It’s not that she’s a snob or anything (honest!), it’s just that her player is really shy, very quiet, and tends to get stuck in her comfort zones, and it’s hard to keep it completely out of V’s personality.

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Looking For...

A mature law enforcement guild with a reasonable and realistic excpectation for rp within the Fallen Earth lore.  Also looking for a religious/fanatical based rp group to get something started with as well.  If you think you might be interested, PM me please.



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Echoes of Memory - 9


((Written to 'Brother Love's Traveling Salvation Show' by Neil Diamond.))

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The whole Stupid Clone Thing.


   Seems like there are a lot of different lines of thinking on the Clone aspect of Fallen Earth.

 To me, it is like the worst idea in the history of gaming.   As it is set up in the game it would destroy the whole social and ecological balance of society.

Socially.  If you have immortal beings running around things are going to get bad pretty quickly.  Some of them are going to decide that since they can't be killed, they should be in charge, and little could be done to stop them.   Of course the 'one-lifers' wouldn't stand for this and would cut them off at the source by destroying the lifenet pods.  Easy enough to do, even if the equipment can't be damaged, the doors could be barricaded or the entire structure buried. 

My Journey: Entry 1

((A simple small journal with a worn looking leather cover.))

What I know so far…

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Nascha Littlebird - RPer :D

Im new to the game, old to the RPing scene. I love RPing in general, though I have never gotten into in-depth stories or anything (wouldnt mind, just never happened).

My character is Nascha, shes a Navajo indian. I was thinking about playing her as a normie instead of a clown... err... clone; but I dunno if thats rp-heresy or not. ^^;

Bunker Bash III


Join the Leech’s of Invicta* on August 27th at 6pm EST in the Credit Bend Bunker for a night of roleplay, door prizes, gambling and dancing ladies… Invicta radio will be broadcasting its tunes during the event, keeping you pumped with good music and event details. All are welcome to participate.


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'Zero' Chance's Journal

(This Story is for Sabra who keeps pestering me for one. . . )


I Broke My Horse!


((Just a nice little way of sayin 'I blew my computer up! Cry BBL!))


"Dear diary, notebook, journal...whatever you wanna call these pieces of shit paper I've been writin on and totin around with me everywhere I go...

"Anyway, I think I broke my horse. Damn thing was on its last leg anyways really but my dumb ass figured if I gave it just a bit more juice, I might be able to actually make it faster. Yeah....umm...that didn't go so well.

"I made it to Embry Crossroads though! Busiest damn town I've been to yet. Guess that's why whoever made this map I've been usin put the cute little star next to it.

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Method of Madness: Inside the Mind of a Madman (Chapter 3)


As the day draws to a close Elijas stands near a barrel fire making a mental inventory of the events of the past week or so and begins preparing himself mentally for the assault on the Kingman Prison looming ominoisly on the hill.




<<<< Inner Thought Monologue of Elijas Metatron >>>>

"I've been making good time since I was in Oilville slowly working my way north. I hear there are some trade hubs once you're out of the desert so I've been scraping every chip and scrap I can and hopefully I can trade up a truck to haul some of this salvage or find one to fix up.


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Pyotr enters the light


((OOC)) This is the first time Pyotr Velikiy wakes up. He will be speaking in a very thick russian accent so think the Cosmonaut from Armaggeddon. To keep things simple, words between asterisks (*) will be input from his senses, such as touch, taste, smell, sight and also outline actions. Pyotr with be highlighted in Red when speaking, all other characters will have names attatched to their colours the first time around. ((OOC))



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