New Blog up, preserving the Full biography of Thor's Assassin. Caution, it's long but there are pictures ;)
http://thorsassassin.com/2012/12/07/destined-for-valhalla/
This is a constant work in progress as I am always adding to it and especially now, when the future is unclear. Let me know what ya think!
Please tell me you saved with Sentinel!
I did, with my main's and made sure I had TA saved.
Ah, Thor's Assassin. I recall you!
<3 TA
Very good. (and reading your biography game me an idea for the Phoenix Project as well)
Awesome Down!
Would love to hear about it :)
Oh and Agge, I loves ya too! <3
I should see if I can go back to Brigadyr's background and get the battle scene written... When I created the character, I wrote up a bio for him:
Quote...
Калибрование...
Один...
Два...
Три...
Базовые системы онлайн.
Чек памяти... Переданный.
Кодовые модули... Нагруженный.
Просмотр окружающей среды...
Угрозы: Ноль.
Эксплуатационный БРИГАДИР.
A crate buried in the depths of a dusty, forgotten warehouse is a lonely thing to wake up in. Even when you're a robot. БРИГАДИР ('Taskmaster') was the prototype for a robotic officer, the director for a squad — or a platoon or company — of robotic infantrymen. But the Soviet researchers had built better than they knew. The Ministry of Defense wanted a soulless combat manager that would direct equally-soulless shock troops into frontal assaults with no consideration for casualties; what they got was a cybernetic Napoleon critiquing the tactical failings of the officers who tried to order him into action. When he decided the orders he'd gotten were practical, he could carry them out flawlessly. When given orders he decided were ill-conceived, he would as often as not completely disregard those orders and undertake a different objective, or at best disregard the battle plan he was given and implement his own. Finally, it was decided the problem was fundamental to БРИГАДИР's design, and he was deactivated, crated up, stuck in a warehouse, and forgotten... where he was lost for more than a decade, until, during an earthquake, an automatic threat sensor restarted his systems.
I was annoyed at the degree to which I had to abridge it to make it fit in the 1000-character limit of the background in-game (and more so because of the odd quirks the editor had), and went back a while later and fleshed it out. At the point where I set it aside, I had six pages of text in Word. I got hung up on making the battle scene work and put it aside to gel, and then never got back to it.