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    Dinkleberg is sitting in a rundown house with his 'plasma repeater' when he hears his buddy Fat Johnny on the radio. Dinkleberg would listen closely, listening for any hints as to whether Fat Johnny had gotten captured by a SFT. After reassuring that Fat Johnny wasn't captured he took his 'Satellite Detector' off his back and began to transmit. I done tolded yaw it was dem got-damned fuckin.. Sporegorn Death Squads. We shoulda killeded that weird son'bitch from last night, defective my ass. I be back over in a little bit, I captured me one of them reptilian motherfuckers, gonna have to whup his got-damn ass and I'll be on d-way back. A slight muffled plea for help can be heard. Shut up you fucking alien mufucker... Make sure they din't get ahold of none of my plasma deflectors, theys always been after my technology, yaw know that. See yaw in a bit. Dinkleberg would end his transmission and continue his torture and eventual murder of the 'Sporegorn Spy'.
  2. Herman Von Dinkleberg is actually Axel Wicker. Yet after he was arrested, at age thirty three, for the murder of an entire family at a bowling alley he renamed himself to Herman Von Dinkleberg. It was uncovered that no only was Axel insane, but completely delusional. When he was incarcerated in an insane asylum in Texas he began to read into the occult alien worship. All around him he saw the aliens he read about in the books. Reptilian morphers, Tentacle body snatchers, even the infamous Humanoid greys who imprisoned and guarded him. In 2015 he staged a "Human revolt against the Sporegorn Invaders" and successfully broke out of the asylum. After breaking out of the asylum he made his way to Europe, where he fought the incursions of the "jibberish speaking aliens". Eventually he found himself in Chernarus, soon after his arrival he was caught by "Sporegorn Infiltrators" and taken to another asylum. In late July of 2017 he broke out of the asylum and began his "Liberation of Mankind." Herman Von Dinkleberg has been to outlandish worlds, piloted space ships, fought wars, and conquered empires. To prove this he gives people knowledge that "noone should know". He has proved, by his standards, time and time again that those who stand against him are alien infiltrators. He has nothing in this world he loves more than the thought of returning to his alien queen, all he has to do is liberate Earth first. Or so he believes.
  3. James was born to wealthy family in Rome, before his first birthday he was whisked away to live with his cousins in the states. While he always saw his cousins, aunts, and uncles as his real family his curiosity peaked and he made his way back to Rome. At this time the world was encountering some sort of epidemic and so James found himself at the mercy of whatever gods existed. To his luck there was one in particular who was looking out not just for James but humanity as a whole. His name was Mars and his son had come to save humanity from itself, this son of a God came in the form of flesh and blood but his voice spoke wordlessly of his proof as a god. In finding the Son of Mars, James found himself in his servitude. Doing as the demigod commanded, even accepting the task of venturing into the abyss known as Chernarus.
  4. Like a gentle creek, Paul presses the PTT on his radio and his voice shimmers into existence off a barren, silent, bank. "And as much as we know monsters are real in this day and age, as much as it has become clear to us that they are no longer under our beds, you want to try your hand at killing the monster? Monsters are now at ever turn and corner. They are in every single nook and cranny. The scary part is that these monsters have guns and they can talk, to one another even worse. I advocate for the killing of monsters from time time, but this is a monsters' world, and you just told them all you are after, possibly, one of them. Really intelligent bud." Releasing the PTT, Paul looks around before tossing the radio on the pavement and stomping on it.
  5. Thats what it did say, before I changed it. Just now.
  6. Hey sorry, I thought the time frame was based off the day counter from the home page. I'll go ahead and fix that.
  7. Well considering I had edited, deleted, and added goals within an hour of your post last time I thought that was all you would want done, seeing that you didn't advise me of otherwise after I quickly reshaped all of the goals into an easier comprehension. But with the hopes of getting this group started, so I don't have to spend another two weeks waiting for a reply, I have done as you said, again, and remade, added, and sectioned the goals. If anything else needs to be changed or edited, please let me know.
  8. After looking through an assault bag and listening in on the broadcast, Buchanan decided to communicate before moving on into the forests. "We will be sending a delegate." Releasing the PTT button he'd toss it before picking the backpack up and walking into the brush of the pine trees.
  9. @Drahken_ Welcome to the Vanguard.
  10. Thank you for the feedback, we will consider it.
  11. We aren't fascists, we're a cult. Thank you for the input.
  12. I see that misinterpretation was very certain, as that you do not know about our plans and could not comprehend what our goals really meant. I did however see that some of our goals were in fact repeated, even though a metaphorical part was implied for them. I'll explain in less edgy and RP terms what our goals really are. 1. Get the majority of the roleplaying population to like us in game so when it comes time they will not hinder us. 2. We are literally trying to create Kwik-e-Mart 2.0. 3. Recruit quality roleplayers for the reformation. 4. The greatest threat to a group like ours, a cult, is the government so the government has got to go. 5. Take over Chernarus and recreate a roleplay based environment. Hard but possible. 6. This is an in game event for our group where I will be playing as Caesar. I'll give a speech, do some diplomacy, and bring about our group's reformation. As for your inquiry about us being inactive for a time I'd like to make it clear that we are all long time players on this server. Some of us have been dealing with school and work but as summer rolls around I can speak for most of us in saying we will have more time to play than ever. Also if recently means about a month of steadily coming back one by one, then time must not be that valuable to someone like you. I don't have to point it out but I will, if your only "valid" issue with our group is possible inactivity, not plausible if we actually get to have fun.
  13. A body rolls slowly over the radio within it's stiff pocket, only to to begin a broadcast, its audible beep not being heard as the surrounding men continued working. The conversation and noises barely heard over the heavy static coming from a nearly broken CB Radio. "Get that....we have to contact our....as fast as possible....orders from command...." The barely heard voice is drowned out by the heavy static caused by a touching of wires. After the static lowers in volume shuffling and the scraping of metal chairs can be heard. "You two start....outside." Another moment of verbal silence holds supremacy over the broadcast. Evidently from the small details, more shuffling is heard and a body is lifted off the radio, lightening the muffle. "Its on, stop moving those... and get over here to listen." As the voice quiets once more a limb is dropped over the radio, a person stopped moving bodies mid-pickup, recreating the heavy muffle of the broadcast. Because of the CB Radio's damage a heavy static also drowns out many of the words. "Current Code 5 is....Chernarus....deployed....spread to the west....infamous among....Vybor also.... mission success....location....more men.... soon....for peace...are marching....eradicate.... cull the infected.... for our... As the broadcast slips into random sounds the human voice apparently in charge gives an inaudible order. After a few minutes the radio once more becomes unburdened and the broadcast becomes much more clear. "The time is near for the beginning of the first stages of the plan but that is all for now, keep your ears open Herald. We depend on you for what comes next." The broadcast turns to purely static without the voice responding to the radio, for a few seconds it seems as if there is only static being broadcasted until a very strange sound becomes audible, an anthem of sorts. After the strange anthem finishes there is a mumbling heard through the radio, strange and undecipherable. One of the men took a step backwards, putting his heel on the radio. Realizing he had stepped on something he lifted up immediately. The loud beep of the radio rang out and everyone froze. Looking down the man realized there had been a radio still intact on one of the bodies. Squatting down he slipped it out of the sticky and stiff pocket. Looking it over for only a few seconds before it was snatched out of his hand. "You better hope that was off." Making sure the radio was not broadcasting or rigged the man dropped it to the hard concrete and stomped it firmly.
  14. Vanguard of the Fasces About Group The Vanguard of the Fasces is a small group of specially selected men and women who reside in Chernarus in the hopes of establishing a foothold within the well rooted land of chaos, which brought about unworldly change to all of future history. Theme Lore The Vanguard of the Fasces came into existence when a young man named Paul Buchanan was approached by an unnamed, unknown, and unnumbered group of men. They revealed to Paul that Chernarus was the next piece of the world to join under the banner of The Fasces. It didn't take much for Paul to bow to them, and when he bowed he was given a gift of knowledge. They revealed to Paul that a singular entity had arisen to hold the world together since the zombie plague had been released. That entity was not the Fasces itself, but the godly man known as Augustus Caesar that rose to shake the dust from the ancient empire once thought to be lost to the prison of time. Little is known about the history of Caesar, but what has been revealed has only tightly gripped the loyalty given to him by his followers. What the men told him was that Caesar had become a god reborn in the form of a man. With the power to unite all peoples under a single banner, Caesar rose and shook off the chains of slavery imposed upon all of Humanity. Since his rise, also known as the beginning of the zombie plague, most soldiers had refused to fight and looked only to protect their families. In a singular act Caesar had abolished human disease known as war without the need of any man's, country's, or god's permission. By the time the unknown men had found and recruited Paul, they professed Caesar's power had already spread to every continent and almost every country. The established nations of earth at that very moment were trying to find a way to extinguish Caesar's holy fire, but with so much support against them, their attempts were stunted if not completely halted. The U.S., Russia, China, and Europe all quivering in fear as Caesar's growing influence slipped past their borders. The empires of the old world were scared, and Caesar had yet even to strike a blow. This was the knowledge they gifted to Paul, unquestioningly he fell to his knees and praised not only the Fasces, but his god known as Augustus Caesar. The unnamed, unknown, and unnumbered men left without leaving a trace and Paul was left only with a mission. His mission was to further the Fasces, establish a foothold for the army yet to come, and slowly tighten a grip around the populace of Chernarus. Motivated by the pious need to please his god he went forth with such enthusiasm that even the god Hermes would marvel at his works. He searched for the first stone needed to set the foundation for his Vanguard, for his god. On a daily basis Paul received messages from those who guided his hand in Chernarus. The first to join in Paul's mission was John. John was not as intelligent and well rounded in the philosophical verses as Paul but his willpower and strength proved a necessity in the wary days ahead of the growing Vanguard. Without John the Vanguard would have not only failed, it would have become nothing more than a snuffed cat fire. With John, Paul grew in strength and willpower. While Power and Intelligence will get you far, nothing great was accomplished by a single brute and single scholar. The next to come were Liam, Samuel, and Mathias. Each a grand hunter in their own right, becoming known to Paul as the huntsmen. When they met, they clashed with Paul and John, but when united, Power and Intelligence outweigh a numerical advantage. After rigorous reeducation the three huntsman awoke to find the greatest prey to ever be hunted, Chernarus herself. Now the three huntsman serve under the Fasces as ruthless warriors. In the final stage of the Vanguard's birthing came three more, all needed in the service of the Fasces. The Warrior, The Valkyrie, and The Corrupted. Each a greater asset than the last. They did not join like the huntsmen, through capitulation, but through divine trust. They bowed to the Fasces and allowed it to fill them with the answers they so terribly begged for. How to quench the blood thirst of the Warrior, how to create a resurgence of the Valkyrie's wings, how to reshape what once had been Corrupted. Santiago, Johan, and Emmelie, all in the service of the Fasces their souls have become reforged. Many brothers and sisters have come and gone in the skirmishes against those would see the Vanguard fall before it could stand. The veil has been shed and the Vanguard of the Fasces come forth with a hateful vengeance. Those who still stood after they finished the battle for their right to exist began the work to prepare for the arrival of the Fasces. Until the time is near for the Fasces to arrive the Vanguard shall stay in strict unison, not revealing their benefactors. Now, together, they delve into the raging state of decline. From the ashes of the Father's World shall be forged a crown for the Son. Roster @GrimTheGreat Paul Buchanan @twig John Kaboose @i am Bambi Liam Reddington @Scottie Santiago Pavia @Sxcomba Samuel Noom @Drahken_ Johnny McEvans IC Goals Short Term Establish a foothold for The Fasces. (Day 330) Create a trading outpost to control commerce. (Day 345) Prevent any foreign countries from interfering with the Chernarus political environment. (Ongoing) Long Term Spread the power of the Fasces to all the corners of Chernarus through individual indoctrination. (Ongoing) Crush the governments of the old world or bring them into the fold, in servitude of the Fasces. (Day 400) Bring peace to Chernarus, through destroying or assimilating non-peaceful groups. (Day 450) Undetermined Prepare for the arrival for the Emperor of the Sun, Augustus Caesar. (Ongoing) OOC Goals Build a hub for trade and roleplay. Create a non-black and white moral environment for all players. Be a long lasting group. Provide a new and untapped roleplay for the occult. Recruitment
  15. Link to the source of punishment (report/post): Why the verdict is not fair: It is implied that I did not further the role play but I made it clear, or at least I thought I did, that I followed, traded insults with, and was threatened by this man all in the twenty minute period between his initiation and his death. Additional statements/comments explaining your point of view: I did not leave the town, I did not even leave this man's near proximity, as to keep my eye on him. Its not like I was initiated on, left, and came back an hour an a half later to kill him. I put myself in the situation of my character, he threatens me and puts a gun in my face for "sprinting around a corner", made it very clear he was planning on killing me, and tried having me kicked out of town. I follow this man and the only "friend" I know he has until I can catch them alone because the town is FULL with possible hostiles. I had no idea of knowing at the time but in the report one of the OP's friends admitted to being in the town with what I assume to be a group of buddies only a "100 meters away". If I had tried hostile rping with this man I'd end up being surrounded by his friends before I could drop an unneeded initiation. If I did initiate on this man not only would I be outnumbered more than I had already presumed, 2 to 1, fighting back would definitely end in my death and a NVFL. I am a heavy roleplayer, I try never to get into firefights unless I am forced to or am in situation to protect my friends, this is the most logical thing i could have possibly done and I personally believe the report was thrown up because OP didn't get to bully and initiate on people and get away with it. (This paragraph was initially with the top part but I believe it belongs down here more.) What would you like to achieve with this appeal: An unban and points removed. What could you have done better?: I stand with my actions.
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