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[Cheesecake]

In another time, in a far away place, stood a kingdom spanning hundreds of stars. Colonies consisting of billions studded the galaxy, dotting the universe with bustling communities of miners and farmers, taking the vast and unique resources of thousands of worlds. This kingdom was led by the King, a king greater than all the kings before Him. He was not mortal. He did not see as mortals see. He did not think the way mortals think. He united humanity and ruled for centuries upon centuries. His kingdom was greater than any, and soon humanity was under one banner. However, trouble stirs ahead, and He senses it. Now is the calm before the storm.

You, however, are completely oblivious to anything outside of your hometown. You are the child of a farmer, another nameless servant of the King. The farm you've grown up on has become dull and boring. Many of your friends have either been assigned to other farms and mines or have been taken by the Plague a few years back. Everyone is now gloomy and silent. You want out of here. To be far, far away from this desolate rock. And, you realize, the fastest way is by joining the Military. Not the local armies of the lords, but of the King. To join the prestigious ranks of the King's Men.

The Selection draws near. The different branches offer different opportunities and dangers, but all contribute to the glory of the King, and all will get you out of this rock.

Spoiler: The King's Men (click to show/hide)

The King's Men are the kingdom's finest fighting force. Unlike the local armies with their conventional sense of war, the King's Men are prepared to fight the galaxy on all fronts, with different tactics. They fight on a scale larger than any one person can imagine. Each of them is a highly skilled warrior, mastered in nearly all arts of war. As such, not all survive. Most die during the first day of training. Those who survive will train with a more experienced warrior, along with more of their fellow trainees. They will learn the different combat styles over the years, and will learn to survive with nothing but their own body.

Choosing this will allow you to join the Military. Playstyle will center on combat and tactics.

Spoiler: The Academy (click to show/hide)

The Academy is no mere building on some planet. It is composed of multiple planets, connected with the sorcery of the Technomagi. Centuries ago, a lost planet of a forgotten civilization was found, and among its relics they uncovered were the secrets to technosorcery. It allowed them to vastly upgrade their technological power. They created much more efficient faster-than-light travel, the ability to communicate between star systems, and to maintain the enormous upkeep of the Kingdom. The Academy was build only with the sorcery of the Technomagi. Some say they built it within a night. Joining the Academy is daunting. The vast amount of knowledge and wisdom scare away the weak of mind. The powers of the stars and of technology are not for everyone. You will be assigned to a Master, whereyou will learn under their sorcery.

Choosing this will allow you to join the Academy. Playstyle will center on experimentation and combat.

Spoiler: The Frontier (click to show/hide)

The Frontier is the greatest adventure any citizen of the Kingdom can wish to take. You will encounter worlds beyond imagining, places lightyears away from home. Creatures that were thought to be unable to exist, let alone thrive. Joining the Frontier and becoming a Pathfinder will allow you to find new worlds, discover alien species, and uncover ancient relics. You will be assigned to a Master Pathfinder, where you will join his crew on his Exploratory Craft and find new planets to colonize for the Kingdom. However, the Frontier is not for everyone. The threat of getting lost or stranded is ever present. Death is certain outside the safety of the Kingdom. You will encounter worlds of horrifying hostility and terrible terrain. But that's half the fun.

Choosing this will allow you to join the Frontier. Playstyle will center on exploration, colony-management and combat.

Spoiler: The Military Police (click to show/hide)

The Military Police are the greatest detectives and the most stalwart defenders of order and law. Armed with vast logistics and near-infinite resources, they can track down any criminal in the depths of space. They defend the citizens from bandits, crime lords, and themselves. You will be assigned to a Veteran Detective, who will assign you tasks to bring down interplanetary drug lords and serial killers. At your disposal are various upgrades to your body. Some Detectives of the Police barely qualify as human, in body and in morals. You also have absolute authority of the local crime forces on the planets. Dangers are everywhere, from moles in the force to vengeful criminals, your enemies stab at you from all corners of the galaxy.

Choosing this will allow you to join the Military. Playstyle will center on roleplay, investigation, and combat.

But first, you have to look good for the Selection coming next month. It is a once in a lifetime opportunity, so you best look good.
Name:
Age: [Training for these things require younger applicants for the long periods of training. Usually at the start of puberty until the age of 16.]
Gender:
Bio: [I don't need a novel, but something to work on would be nice.]

Branch: [Pick one of the four branches.]
Reason: [Reason for joining. A sentence will be fine.]

[Cheesecake]

Reserved.

[Funk]

Name:Isabel Ramirez
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Bio: Isabel Ramirez is a pale and tall lady of 16 years, her l green hair (dyed), runs down her back in a long plait.
The rest of her body covered with numerous scars and coloured marks, that make up her "magic shield".

The witch queens clams that Isabel was immortal to man and best due to her "magic shield" have as best given her confidence in her self and at worst made her suicidally brave. 

For most of her youth Isabel lived on the jungle world of Billy's world Alpha, a planet known mostly for its hugely dangerous wild live and recreational drug export.

Branch: The Academy
Reason: For glory and honor

[Cheesecake]

Few problems with that.

1. "Usually at the start of puberty until the age of 16." In case you missed that.
2. Immortal to man and beast? So, basically you can't die?
3. Branch refers to either: The King's Men, The Academy, The Frontier, or The Military Police.

[Funk]

1. "Usually at the start of puberty until the age of 16." In case you missed that.
So starting at what  5? 12?
2. Immortal to man and beast? So, basically you can't die?
She thinks that she can't die as long as she keeps the shield in intact, not that she can't die.
3. Branch refers to either: The King's Men, The Academy, The Frontier, or The Military Police.
i'll take The Academy then.

[Cheesecake]

Puberty doesn't start at 5. For girls it starts at 10-11 and boys at 11-12.

Alright looks good. I'll wait for more entries or votes, then I'll start.

[kaian-a-coel]

This looks like 40k, but with much less grimdark. I like that 

Name: Raven Caine
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Bio: We heard of the glory and excitement brought by a life in the military, a life opposite in all points to the one we lived until now, save for one: in any case, we still serve the King. The possibility of escaping this dull planet and potentially becoming a hero made us look forward to the Selection. We are eager to make a name for ourselves.

Branch: King's Men
Reason: Glory and renoun. And escaping a dull, eventless life. Also one of those:

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

[Cheesecake]

All the King's Men

You are Raven Caine, a farm boy on the planet DS-112. Your planet wasn't special enough to warrant it's own official name, but the locals have dubbed it Erelith. The village is bustling with excitement, women prepare their finest dishes, the men carry on building the stages and stands, children run and play with the decorations, and you and the other children of age are preparing yourself for the Selection. You stand in your room, picking the least ragged clothes and washing your hair for the first time in weeks. Your older sister, May Anne, is helping you prepare, while your brother in law, Ezekiel, prepares your family's only suit of armor for you.

As soon as your sister is down cutting your hair, you burst out of the house to meet your brother in law. You meet him in the stables, washing and refitting the armor. He wipes the sweat from his brow and scratches his beard. He looks at you and smiles, then he calls you over.

"I envy you, Raven. If I had been born but a few years later, I would've been able to join the King's Men," he says, laughing. "Make us proud."

He helps you don the armor, fastening the straps and reactivating the old hardware. The suit whirs to life, glowing with a faint blow along the trim. It's junk compared to the actual armor of the King's Men, but to a farm boy, it's like magic. The rusty plates crack and whiz as the suit calibrates itself to your body. A suit like this could protect you from a few blows, or survive a few minutes in hostile conditions, but you don't plan on using it other than to show it off to the village and the officers visiting. It was custom to wear the armor of your planet before you were taken into the King's Men.

As the armor finishes off, you feel a gust of wind blow on your face and a zooming sound fly overhead. You run to the center of town, hoping to be the first in line to meet the King's Recruiters. Sadly, the line's already stretched far. You take your place, sad that you'll have to wait for a while. You don't let that get you down, though, as today is the day you free yourself from here. You pray with all your might that you are chosen. Looking at the fancy armor some of the other boys are wearing, you feel somewhat inferior. You just hope that this won't be a fashion show.

Finally, after 10 minutes of standing with perfect posture, the King's Recruiter stands before you. A tall, broad-shouldered man with an intimidating scar on his forehead and a blazing, red beard, enclosed in the armor of the King's Men. He stares down at you, summing you up and learning all about you, through mere sight. You can see a faint glow in his eyes, and you assume that he has bionic eye implants. He nods disapprovingly, scowling. He walks right past you, not even saying a word. Your heart sinks. What was wrong? Was it your poor armor? Was it because you weren't as big as the other children?

You keep thinking all the negative thoughts of being stuck on this rock forever. Of never seeing the stars. Your heart breaks, until you hear the Recruiter make an announcement on stage.

"Citizens of the King!" his voice booms. "I, Lord Hamlet, personal Recruiter of the King, am sorry to say that this Selections choices are, well, unappealing." You get mixed feelings from his words. One, you at least feel better that everyone was just as bad as you, but on the other, you're just as bad as everyone.

"However, the King's Men require more recruits. The last batch went awry, splitting in two. One side defected, killing those who did not join. The others who remained loyal volunteered to go after them and avenge their brothers. We require more soldiers now. However, this does not imply a free pass into the King's Men. We will hold a test to see who is fit to join.

There is a hold nearby, owned by a local lord generous enough to allow it to be used as an arena for a mock siege. You will all be split in half, one side defends the castle, while the other defends it. You will be outfitted with special armors and weapons. Getting hit with these weapons will send a mild shock to you. Get hit in a vital area and you will become incapacitated. The use of unauthorized weapons is prohibited and will result in disqualification.

It starts at midnight. You may prepare with your team. Elect a leader, and discuss your strategies. Good luck."

There are 60 of the you here. They've been split in half. You've been allocated to the Siege side. The Recruiter picked you to be the leader, clearly wanting to see if you were worth anything. You've been given a very brief description of the castle. It has only one large entrance, with its back to a cliff face. All around are plains, dotted with a few trees and bushes. You have thirty soldiers at your disposal.

Allocate them as:
Infantry [Melee]
Archers [Ranged]
Siege x6    [Melee] [Battering Ram]
Siege x6    [Ranged] [Training Cannon]

Spoiler: Notes (click to show/hide)

Ask if you have any questions. Also, sorry about the wall of text. Kinda got out of hand.

[kaian-a-coel]

Do we know what the opposing team has?
How high is that cliff?
Is there any possible lieutenants in our group we might delegate squads to?
Is that one cannon needing six gunners?
Also, archers in power armor? What the hell? 

[Cheesecake]

Do we know what the opposing team has?
How high is that cliff?
Is there any possible lieutenants in our group we might delegate squads to?
Is that one cannon needing six gunners?
Also, archers in power armor? What the hell? 

1. Nope, not unless you spy on them.
2. Reasonably high. It's not steep but its rocky.
3. I can give you a list of a few people you know in your village if you want.
4. Yup. It's a big cannon. Just like the ones they use for real in the King's Men.
5. It's not power armor. For archers, it's like a carapace or leather armor. It's just mechanical so that it reacts properly to the training weapons.

[kaian-a-coel]

I'd like that list, please.

Ideally we'll start with a recon mission, both in front (stay out of range) and behind the castle (if accessible). See if climbing the cliff is doable and if there is some access from there. Maybe with ladders or grappling hooks if we can get/make some.

Make some wooden shields for the archers to hide behind. Not a portable shield, a large bit of palissade with a hole to fire through without fearing retaliation. Cannon and battering ram should try and fashion themselves some cover against arrows with branches and shit.

The cannon will have for mission to provide suppressive fire once the assault begin (not now nor soon), as will archers from behind their palissades, two per palissade.

I'll take the 8 best marksmen as archers, six in the cannon, and the rest as melee, six of those manning the ram.

[Cheesecake]

List:

Anna - Tough, Determined, Team-player, Competitive
Leon - Aggressive, Reckless, Focused
Dmitri - Passive, Clever, Mild Coward
Warren - Sneaky, Unloyal, Cunning
Patrik - Warmonger, Tactical, Strong
Megan - Caring, Passive, Clever
Harold - Aggressive, Warmonger, Unloyal
Titus - Tough, Strong, Mild Coward
Maxim - Sneaky, Competitive, Ambitious

The rest you don't really know that well. You can all see that they are more or less physically your level and most are determined to win.

[kaian-a-coel]

Anna - Tough, Determined, Team-player, Competitive great lieutenant material, if we manage to make her compete with the ennemy rather than with her own teammates.
Leon - Aggressive, Reckless, Focused Sounds rather good, but the reckless part needs to be watched.
Dmitri - Passive, Clever, Mild Coward Meh.
Warren - Sneaky, Unloyal, Cunning that stink backstab ten miles away.
Patrik - Warmonger, Tactical, Strong Second best IMO. I'd take him.
Megan - Caring, Passive, Clever Medic.
Harold - Aggressive, Warmonger, Unloyal Ugh. Second worst.
Titus - Tough, Strong, Mild Coward Odd combination of traits. Can be a good soldier, but has no officer traits.
Maxim - Sneaky, Competitive, Ambitious sneaky and ambitious are a dangerous duo...

Okay. Take Anna as second for now, with Patrik as another lieutenant.
Expose plan, take suggestions and ideas, but make it clear that our orders will suffer no discussion. That's not to say that they should stick to them when the situation goes to hell, stay clever.

[Funk]

Ok so 2 cannons (12) , 8 Archers (20) and the last 10 melee (30).

[kaian-a-coel]

I'd rather have a single cannon and more melee instead.