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Kei Raxis

Kei Raxis

Member Since 03 May 2015
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In Topic: The Future of Subaccounts

21 April 2019 - 02:49 PM

I'm on team voting in polls with sub accounts.

 

Also, is it too much to ask for literally all of the above to be added?


In Topic: The Corrupted | CIS Invasion of NR-Held Kuat: CIS Victory!

19 April 2019 - 03:39 PM

Oh yey.

 

Congrats to the CIS folks!


In Topic: The Faction Discussion

19 April 2019 - 03:31 PM

Jay Scott Clark

 

I don't disagree.

 

However, like I said. When new writers are being drawn to these bigger factions, as they clearly are through the conversations I've had with them, it's really difficult to get new writers. You can't do much without new writers coming in but you can't get new writers while they're being drawn to bigger factions.

 

Catch-22? 


In Topic: The Faction Discussion

19 April 2019 - 09:20 AM

Runi Verin

 

This isn't even remotely true.

 

The TSE for example was built from the ashes of the One Sith. The TSE had it's very large memberbase there under Carnifex, all they had to do was write and write they did. The SJO was around at a time where there was only like four major factions and therefore also had a way easier time of it because all the major factions were a lot smaller. The only one of the big three that statement is accurate for is the CIS who managed to grow during the current period, and no I don't fault them for that.

 

I'll continue to argue that Chaos right now is completely focused on the main three factions and not the smaller three. It's not difficult to see.


In Topic: Stealth & Smugglers

16 April 2019 - 12:19 PM

Location: Deep Space | Between Commenor, Mokk IX & Kattada

Onboard: Z-80A Alterra Stealth-Tracking Transport

Allies: Alex Richwood

Armour: Kei Raxis' Armour Mark I | Bha'lir Leather Jacket

 

Kei shook his head.

 

He got to his feet, fingers closing around the jacket in his hand. He had felt the ship touch down in the hanger right as he started to fully comprehend what had happened to his destroyer, the ship that he had spent so long on. His biggest hope was that it was repairable, but they would need to get it back into a planetary orbit first. To do that, he knew that he would need to get to the bridge and attempt to get power back through the warship.

 

His fingers closed around the breathing mask. He clipped the canister to his belt, sliding on the jacket he had been given. The armour he had brought would have been good if they came across enemies raiding his ship. In the current situation, he had to agree that it wouldn't be useful. He run his hand through his hair one last time, closing his fingers around the DL-44 Blaster Pistol, inserting it into the holster on his thigh in one quick movement.

 

He followed the smuggler from the small steath craft.

 

It took a few seconds for Kei to do anything. He looked around, the wrecked fighters littering the hanger. Two bodies lay in the corner, two fighter engineers. Both of them looked badly burned, caught in a fire of some sort. Kei almost wished he recognised them so he could apologise to any family that they may have had. The fires had burned out a long time ago, leaving Kei to wonder how long the hull of the ship had been left drifting through space.

 

"Any survivors will have headed for the internal war bridge"

 

He was blunt, monotone. He wanted there to be survivors, he almost prayed for there to be survivors. He wanted someone to tell him what had happened to his ship, why his ship had massive gashes and holes and burn marks. He licked his lips, beginning his slow walk through the hanger. There was a lack of power on the ship, Kei was fully aware that the doors would be difficult to open as a consequence. He was also sure they'd figure it out.

 

"Too get into the internal war bridge, we need power. Means we need to get to the actual bridge"