#oc: rfis

[paradoxbeta]

this is your sign to draw canon characters interacting with your ocs

[frameshiftworks]

Testing the range of Frame limb patterns. After all, why can't one of my little guys lay down whilst doing his wacky alien piloting shit? He might need a nap.

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

Rage Fire Institution.

Confessional. 3.

The school forum was more trouble than it was worth, and that was Maki’s official opinion on it. Li’s headset was ancient. The response time too slow for his patience. He’d gone to make an account, only to find he already had, sticking himself with the user name “MakingGood”. If he could have gone back in time, he would have hit his past self. The name was beyond cringeworthy, and Li had been delighted when he’d bemoaned it.

Still. The Professor was right. He was much more of a hot topic than he’d known. Girls he couldn’t imagine were out there commenting on his every move, while guys were also commenting… though not as nicely. It really seemed as if they true believed him an unfocused and unintelligent pilot, despite his taking of the medium level course and keeping a constant relatively high mark in said courses.

Now he was on the forums, the alpha found himself in a whole new world. The rumours he could live with. Judgment wasn’t exactly foreign to him. What he hadn’t expected were the extra doors open to him. Survey’s and quizzes that paid money. School mech teams for almost every subject. Class chat rooms. He hadn’t signed up for anything to do with his classes purely because of his lame username. No, he focused on the quizzes. Everyone knew that without money they’d be as stuck as everyone else. He’d found if he was on at 3 am, he had the best shot of hitting up the quizzes and surveys that paid more. In addition to that, he’d found a ground that held regular games for student pilots. It was all virtual through the headset, so the better the headset the better the game and the more money that could be won. The Professor might not have set out to turn him into a gamer, but as soon as the first lot of Official Space Dollars hit his account, his chaotic sleeping schedule became worse.

Slipping into the mech training hall, given he couldn’t pilot, Maki didn’t see the point in being punctual. His lessons consisted of working on calculations followed by cleaning up the training hall before the next class came. When he entered to find the students standing in front of a mech, he assumed he hadn’t missed much.

Noticing his late entrance, his semi-friends quietly made their way over to him. With his track record in piloting, when the pair had first approached him, Maki thought them ready to mock him. Instantly he was on edge, looking for a fight. Instead, the pair boxed him in, one complaining “How the mechs were so poor they wanted to go back home��, and the other complaining that “Skylark was an insufferable tyrant”. The called themselves twins, despite Silva Colm being a beta from the northern autonomous zone and Fleur Randall being an omega from an upper class family in the city. Where Fleur was somewhat squat and as wild with her wolf cut her as the institute allowed, Silva was tall with a buzz cut so sharp Skylark would be envious. Any and all talk of the pair dating would make both of them gag, with Fleur already engaged to a fellow omega who worked a corporate job, and Silva too in love with mechs to give anything else the time of day. He may have been picked up as a pity case, yet Maki had to admit that the pair were less annoying than Li.

Shepherding him across to blend in with the group, Silva stood behind him, while Fleur looped his arm through his, scolding him in a whisper

“You’re late again. You know Skylark hates you as it is”

Skylark had been their instructor in their first year, and now only came in for certain subjects, not that his replacement, a hard ex sergeant from the front named Devlin Anse was any better

“He’s not supposed to be here. What’s happening?”

“Anse is laid up. Skylark had this all prepared when we came in. We’re doing combat today, even you. He said he found someone he thought would make an excellent target. None of us are allowed to leave until we’ve all done two and a half minute matches, and written a reflection on the battle analysis. We all think Anse is in that mech. It’s not even a standard training mech for our year”

Now that Fleur mentioned it, the mech was one designed for fourth year students, much more advanced than the ones they fobbed off on the second years, though just as lacking as it wasn’t intended for front line use. Other than the change from a yellow to orange front plate over the sternum, the main difference was the extra metre in height.

Silva leaned in between the pair of them, adding his bit to the conversation

“You can’t tell when the pilot is half hunched like that, but that thing’s got one hell of a kick on it. Fourth years are allowed minor changes to echo their own combat styles. It’s be a good match for you and your kick boxing”

Maki felt the dig. He’d knocked a guy out once completely accidentally with a kick to the shoulder that had hit his opponents head when they’d gone to duck. Personally he preferred a good fist fight, but some thing would never be erased from his image

“Says you. It doesn’t matter what year it is, we’re all stuck with the same shitty delays in relay. That extra height means greater concentration from the offset to counter the amount of pressure on those leg joints”

Silva let out a breathy laugh

“Who would have thought, the class failure knows a thing or two. It’s a 10km run around the school for all those who don’t last the required time. Skylark’s already got the first year class complaining about it on the forum”

“He put first years against this?”

“From what they said, his plan seemed to have been to punish that pilot more than them, then it backfired. Whoever in there’s already been in their since first class”

Maki’s eyes widened by a fraction. That really did seem like the poor bastard inside the mech was the one being punished. Knowing their teacher, he would have them all up at dawn to start his day nice and early with some torture

“What the hell…”

Fleur hugged his arm tighter, nodding his agreement

“Yeah. Hold on, he’s looking at us. Are you sure you’d didn’t insult his ancestors or something?”

Skylark was indeed looking at them. His smile icy cold. The three of them knew that he knew Maki had not only been late, but now that they’d been talking instead of listening. Even if they were students, there should have been some damn law against this. Instead of lecturing him, Skylark’s smile grew as he barked

“Alright class, pilot’s 6 through to 13 go suit up. Everyone else, pull up a spot and try not to get too comfortable”

***

Maki wasn’t sure if going first or going last would have been better for his nerves. He might not get along with his fellow pilots, but even the schools hardest delinquent had a tough time watching his fellow classmates being thrashed. The pilot of the mech was on another level. When a normal mech fight could take half an hour, watching his fellow students fall one after the other over the last two hours seemed to really drive into them that they were nothing in the grand scheme of things.

Bitter laments were whispered across the room. Silva included as he’d wound up nearly losing his mechs arm, despite holding on the longest at a less than staggering time of 1 minute 40 seconds. Fleur hadn’t done any better. Ever on the attack, retreat was not an option. He even liked to call it an idiot move coupled with critiquing the advance in the opposite direction. At this rate the whole class would be joining the first years, and while Maki didn’t so much mind running, he also didn’t want to be wiped out in 30 seconds flat.

With a sympathetic pat on the shoulder, the alpha felt like a lamb to the slaughter as his turn finally came around. Under Skylark’s following glare, he crossed the floor to climb up the back of the waiting mech, scrunching his nose at the onslaught of sweat left by the students before him. Fellow students, who’d normally avoid acknowledging his existence, had banded together, calling out word of encouragement as the rear panel slid smoothly into place and the onboard display lit up. Synching his suit with his mech, his specs appeared on the bottom right hand of the screen. Out of these, the only one he cared about was the synchronisation rate as that was the only one that mattered. As soon as the number started dropping, a pilot knew strain would start putting pressure on not just his body, but his internal organs and more importantly a low rate could cause irreversible brain damage.

Taking a few seconds to let his rate level, he could feel the resistance in the machine around him. If Skylark had had the mech running on short bursts all day, there’d be too much play in engine fluctuation which would slow the systems down as it prioritised cooling. Skylark truly was a grade one arsehole, and the alpha wished he could have just sat out the whole fiasco as he knew the man simply wanted to see him fail.

Taking their positions, the mech in front of him seemed all the more imposing. It’s stance lower than he’d expected, with both hands brought up in a standard boxers pose. Maybe the gods above were looking out for him after all? He hadn’t relished the idea of having to kickbox his way out of the trouble he was in, not with a mech with such poor balance. Whoever was inside the mech couldn’t have been a student, as no student would take such delight in seeing fellow students eliminated with such ease. The whisper about Anse came back to mind, at the same time the thought that maybe the mech was remote controlled came nudging its way in. He wouldn’t put it past Skylark to pull a shitty prank like that.

Above them the light turned from red to green, indicating match start. Cockily, the pilot of the mech across from him gave a nod of his head, indicating to attack. However, that wasn’t what Maki did. Instead, he watched. Holding his posture. He wasn’t the first to try this approach, but he also wasn’t about to throw a punch blindly and end up thrown from his arm extension. He’d thought as he watched that it was entirely possible that student in front of him had front line experience. They seemed to know and preempt each attack effectively. Mechs carried a generally blank expression, yet it felt to him the whole device was looking down on them from more than height.

Having decided 10 seconds was enough, the mech charged him. The speed the first thing Maki felt. He didn’t know how to word it, other than akin to a rushing bull. Leaping back, he positioned himself for that throw he’d feared was coming his way, intending to use the mechs one propulsion. What he didn’t expect was the nimble was the mech leaped over him, landing lightly behind him and slamming him with a roundhouse kick before he could turn entirely.

Yes. He was definitely being looked down on. Gritting his teeth at the force of the blow, it was all he could do to remain standing. Redness bloomed in his cheeks at the cheeky lesson he’d just been taught. As he righted himself up, he found his opponent had already resumed his stance. This was utter bullshit to put a student against a superior mech. His temper got the best of him at all the worst times and if he gave into the alpha part of his brain, he’d be attacking stupidly. Before he could give his opponent any credit for politeness, he was charged again, this time dodging back, only to be caught by the arm. Cutting his mind from his left arm, he focused on twisting his body, driving his right hand up and under the joint of the opponents mech arm knowing it wouldn’t succeed in cutting control, but hoping for even a seconds reprieve.

It didn’t come. Unlike him, his opponent wasn’t prepared to sacrifice his own arm for mobility. The grip on his mech increasing as his left leg was driven out from under him. Having not been in the control room, he couldn’t hear the collective groans of his fellow students, nor could he hear the stilling of their breaths as he used the the leg sweep to redirect his momentum, forcing the opponent mech to leap backwards in order to avoid being taken down with him. He’d made his chance by accident. Redirecting power back to his arm, he pulled it free in the split second his opponent’s grip slipped, following it through with a hard upper cut.

The next thing Maki knew, he was on his back. He knew he’d never gotten the upper hand, yet he didn’t know the move that had taken him down. In a normal situation he’d have 30 seconds to rise to his feet before the match was called. However, he’d barely caught his breath when the light turned from green to red. Their fight hadn’t lasted long, still, it’d been long enough for sweat to appear along his hairline and his alpha blood to start boiling. He didn’t care how many times it took, he wanted to get back on his feet and knock the smile off the face of his stupid opponent. Not that he could say that out loud and seem like a bad loser.

Returning the mech to an upright position, Maki walked it over to the starting line. His synch rate hadn’t dropped below 89% meaning he shouldn’t be injured once he got out of the mech. All of it was so unfair. The damn principal of the school had to know about the lack of maintenance. The only outcome from the situation should be the man himself hauling his arse out his cushy office and down into one of the student mechs, then maybe he’d feel a fraction of his students pain. Disconnecting himself, the hatch to the outside world opened allowing stale air into the cockpit. It wasn’t much, but after being trapped in a stinking mech, the outside was far favourable.

With the match over, Maki descended the ladder to the training room floor. Little did he know at the time that being beaten that day would make its rounds all over the school forum as students would bad mouth him over that one good hit he’d gotten in when they’d all struggled far harder for less results.

[randomfandomimagine]

Home Again (Jaskier x Nissa)

Characters: Jaskier, Nissa

Fandom: The Witcher

Tags: Whump, hurt / comfort

Warnings: Angst, and spoilers for 2x05!!!

Word Count: 1,1k words

Summary: After Jaskier gets in trouble and returns home to Nissa, she finds him hurt and frightened.

A/N: After watching a certain episode, I just wanted to write some hurt / comfort for our beloved bard and I thought it would be even better to write it with my OC Nissa from my Witcher series Soul of a Warrior. Enjoy!

AO3: Link

Things hadn’t been easy for them lately, but at least they had each other. And while Nissa despised staying at home like a maid, she understood Jaskier’s need to do something he thought was worth it. Her time to shine would come again. For now, they would stay at Oxenfurt.

As she absently cleaned the plates, her lips perked up at the sound of the door opening behind her. Rolling her eyes in amusement, Nissa tilted her head at Jaskier already before even turning to face him.

“If it isn’t my darling bard” She playfully said. “How lovely of you to finally return to-”

As soon as she turned around and saw him, Nissa gasped and completely froze. The plate that she still carried slipped from her fingers and fell, noisily breaking on the ground by her feet.

Jaskier looked sweaty and exhausted, disheveled and startled. There was dried blood down his nose and on his chin. His long hair, that she had made fun of so many times before, was messy and dripping with sweat. His bottom lip trembled, and like they desolate look of dispair in his blue eyes wasn’t enough, they were filled with tears.

“J-Jaskier!” She reunited with him in one long stride, immediately taking him by the arm just as he stumbled. “What happened, my love? You’re hurt!”

“I...” He stuttered, too shaken up to utter any coherent words. All he did was take a deep breath and stare into her eyes.

“Come here, sit down” Nissa urged him, feeling her stomach turn with the look of helplessness he dedicated her. “Who did this to you, Jaskier?”

Once he was sitting down, it felt like the full weight of the world finally fell upon him and he broke down in sobs. The fresh memories of that traumatic event still haunted him, but at least he was home now. He was safe. He was with her again.

“Talk to me, please...” Nissa begged, taking him by the chin until he peered at her. “What happened to you?”

All he could manage was to shake his head. Noticing how his lip trembled uncontrollably and tears were at the verge of falling, he bowed his head down.

Despite his feebleness, Jaskier now made such a sudden movement that he startled her. Urgently wrapping his arms around her frame, he pulled Nissa into his lap and clung on to her.

“Jaskier...” She muttered, paralyzed when he shoved his face against her shoulder and sobbed there. Her voice was once filled with fear and concern, but now it was burning with anger. “Who the fuck dared do this to you?”

“L-Later...” He weakly whispered. His voice was hoarse and trembled. “Now... hold me, alright?” 

Nissa took a deep breath, forcing her unexpected thirst for revenge to subside. Jaskier was hurt, and some miserable son of a whore was responsible for it. But for now, he needed her help. He needed her comfort.

“Of course” Not losing another second, she delicately wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed him against her chest. “I’m here, Jaskier, it’s over now”

He sobbed again, clinging on to her tunic. Taking deep breaths, he focused on what she said, reminded himself that he was safe now. Jaskier deeply breathed in her scent. Lavender. It soothed his anguish slightly.

“Are you badly hurt?” Her voice acquired a rare tender tone that he only heard from her during the sleepy hours of the night. “Do you need me to heal you?”

“No...” He uttered another shaky whisper. “I think I’m... I-I’ll be alright”

Nissa paused, watching him and not knowing what to do. Jaskier kept his gaze down, now observing his hands in deep thought.

“Stay right here” She softly stood up. “I will be right back”

“Alright...” He uttered, sighing and rubbing his hands.

Rushing as much as she could, Nissa went to pick up a rag and soaked it in water. As soon as she did, she returned by his side and occupied her spot on his lap.

Jaskier remained silent. Although her mind burned with anxious questions, she let him shield himself in that silence. Instead, she gingerly pressed the wet rag against his skin, gently wiping the dried blood off his face.

“T-They’re after Geralt” Jaskier whispered, gulping and daring to look up at her.

“What?” Nissa stared at him in awe, halting her movements for a moment.

“This... man... h-he...” The bard took a second to breathe and push away the memories of his torture. “He was looking for Geralt and for his child of surprise”

She was now the one to remain quiet, not knowing what to say. Was it good that they hadn’t seen Geralt in so long after they had another falling out with him?

“Should we...” Jaskier held her hand, stopping her as she diligently cleaned his chin. “Should we warn him?”

He seemed lost, at least judging by the look in his eyes and the urgency of his grip. Even after Geralt broke his heart, Jaskier still couldn’t wish ill on the witcher. Because of course he couldn’t.

“I bet he already knows” Nissa reassured him, showcasing a comforting smile. “All you need to concern yourself with right now is resting, alright?”

“You’re right” He slowly nodded, holding her hand again, this time to caress it. “I love you, Nissa... I love you so so much...”

“I love you too, Jaskier, my stupid bard” She lovingly smiled, pushing the hair away from his eyes. “And I promise you, you’re safe now. Whoever even thinks about touching you again will taste my blade”

Jaskier breathed like he hadn’t been able to in so many long hours. He managed something resembling a smile, even through the exhaustion and blood.

On her side, Nissa was gritting her teeth. The way Jaskier had said ‘I love you’, like he had feared he wouldn’t be able to say it again...

Despite knowing it wasn’t the witcher’s fault, she cursed him for getting them in trouble once more. But yes, it wasn’t Geralt’s fault. If anything, he was in even more danger. She prayed that he remained safe wherever he may be.

For now, Nissa focused on her dear bard. She kissed his head and held him tight, patiently waiting until his sobbing completely subsided and his breathing evened. She kissed his fingertips, willing the chaos to heal them as they seemed to have been a big focus on whatever he was put through.

Without moving his head from its comfortable spot on the crook of her neck, Jaskier reached out to touch her face. Her soft skin, her silky hair. He breathed out once more, forcing scary thoughts off his mind.

Everything was alright, he was with Nissa now. He was home again.

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[kickasstransdumbass]

Here’s the first chapter of Roll For Initiative!

(Image box text

1. This situation is......less than ideal

2. I got seperated from my friends not too long ago so it shouldn’t be hard to find them

3, top text. Of course, I was unconscious for a bit, but the suns still up so it can’t have been long since I was taken

3, bottom text. So the ship can’t have gotten that far....I think....

4. It doesn’t help that I’m barefoot and covered in mud either

5. Ugh, I just showered this morning too!

6. Hopefully they’re still nearby

7. Because.....

8. We really need to get back home soon

End first chapter).

The summary of the story is that

A group of friends playing dnd are sucked into the world they’re campaigning in, and while they are stuck in between worlds a sorceress pulls them all the way through and casts illusions on them to keep them disguised.

They’re not sure why they need to be disguised, but they’re told—while still in the in between—that they will likely end up dead if they reveal they’re not from this world, and also shrouded by a cosmetic illusion. They cannot see their own illusion, and can’t see through the other members illusions unless they’re five feet from each other, so a few of the ones who got seperated don’t know what they look like as they weren’t told by their friends before seperated.

A few of them are seperated from the main group almost immediately, which makes it 10000 times harder for them to find the sorceress that pulled them through because now they have to find their lost friends.

The main character is illusioned as a half goblin/half orc, the same race as their character was, and they were captured onto a boat by bounty hunters from another kingdom soon after arriving, which is why they are seperated from the others.

In the next part they will say hello to the camp in the second to last panel (not their friends) and try to convince the group to help them out.

[rjzimmerman]

Excerpt from this press release from the Department of the Interior:

The Department of the Interior today announced its intent to assess potential opportunities to advance clean energy development on the Gulf of Mexico Outer Continental Shelf (OCS). This significant milestone is part of the Biden-Harris administration’s goal to create thousands of jobs through the deployment of 30 gigawatts (GW) of offshore wind by 2030.

The Bureau of Ocean Energy Management (BOEM) will publish a Request for Interest (RFI) in the Federal Register on Friday, June 11 to assess interest in potential offshore wind development in the OCS. The RFI will be focused on the Western and Central Planning Areas of the Gulf of Mexico offshore the states of Louisiana, Texas, Mississippi, and Alabama. Although the primary focus of the RFI is on wind energy development, BOEM is also seeking information on other renewable energy technologies.

To date, BOEM has leased approximately 1.7 million acres in the OCS for offshore wind development and has 17 commercial leases on the Atlantic, from Cape Cod to Cape Hatteras.

[dynamotoon]

Redesigns again. Most probably going to start drawing the characters like this. (If I ever get started on the comic again, nyuk nyuk.)

[whatelsev-blog]

OCS Test Prep

As you probably know by now, Academics play a HUGE role at OSC. From what I've been told there is much time to review material and it can be challenging to stay alert during lectures. At the end of Mini-OCS my Captain created a mock exam for the candidates  to get a feel for the real thing. I've recreated it below for my over achievers out there, best of luck. xo

Complete the 5 paragraph order skeleton: (click here to review!)

Orientation

Situation

______________

______________

______________

______________

_________

Friendly

T:_____

S:_____

U:_____

A:_____

L:_____

E:_____

Concepts of Operations

_________

_________

_________

_________

B:_____

B:_____

B:_____

B:_____

_________

_________

2. Weapons Safety Rules  

Treat every weapon as if it were ________.

Never ________ at anything you do not ________ to ________.

Keep your finger ________ and ________ the ________ until you are ready to fire.

Keep the weapon on ________ until you ________ to ________.

3. List the typical ranks for the following billets:

Rifleman: _________

Squad Leader: _________

Platoon Commander: _________

Company Commander: _________

Battalion Commander: _________

4. Match the Fire Team symbols

Rifleman

Automatic Rifleman

Fire Team Leader

Asst. Automatic Rifleman

5. Name the following Fire Team Formations

______________

______________

6. The Core Values of the Marine Corps are:

_______________

_______________

_______________

7. The Commandant of the Marine Corps is now:

Major Samuel Nicholas

General A. Lejeune

General Robert B. Neller

Lt. General Lewis "Chesty" Puller

8. The Marine Corps birthday is:

July 4, 1776

November 10, 1775

July 4, 1775

November 10, 1776

9. The birth place of the Marine Corps is:

Tun Tavern

Parris Island

8th and I Marine Barracks Washington DC

Marine Corps Quantico

10. The attack on New Providence, Bahamas was the first _____ conducted by the Marine Corps:

Foreign engagement

Aerial assault

Amphibious landing

Offensive combat

11. In what battle did the Marines receive the nickname Tuefelhunden (Devil Dogs)?

Iwo Jima

Tarawa

Hue City

Belleau Wood

12. Write-out any three General Orders:

____________________________________________

____________________________________________

____________________________________________

13. Which are the 5 major terrain features used in land navigation:

Water, Ridge, Mountain, Saddle, Road

Hill, Ridge, Valley, Saddle, Depression

Roadway, Field, Hill, Water, Valley

14. Using the acronym for assistance, list the 14 Leadership Traits:

J_______

J_______

D_______

I_______

D_______

T_______

I_______

E_______

B_______

U_______

C_______

K_______

L_______

E_______

15. Fill in the Enlisted Rank structure:

E-1 ___________

E-2 ___________

E-3 ___________

E-4 ___________

E-5 ___________

E-6 ___________

E-7 ___________

E-8 ___________

E-8 ___________

E-9 ___________

E-9 ___________

E-9 ___________

16. Fill in the Officer Rank structure:

O-1 ___________

O-2 ___________

O-3 ___________

O-4 ___________

O-5 ___________

O-6 ___________

O-7 ___________

O-8 ___________

O-9 ___________

O-10 ___________

17. There are 11 Leadership Principles, name 2:

_______________________________

_______________________________

18. The 6 Troop Leading Steps (BAMCIS) are:

B: ___________________

A: ___________________

M: ___________________

C: ___________________

I:  ___________________

S: ___________________

19. What are the four main components that make up a MAGTF:

___________

___________

___________

___________

20. Write out each of the following Marine Corps acronyms/abbreviations:

MEU: ___________________

MEU (SOC): ___________________

MEF: ___________________

MEB: ___________________

CASEVAC: ___________________

CAX: ___________________

EGA: ___________________

FARP: ___________________

FMF: ___________________

FRAGO: ___________________

HQMC: ___________________

LZ: ___________________

MAGTF: ___________________

MOUT: ___________________

SNCOIC: ___________________

OCONUS: ___________________

PMO: ___________________

PX: ___________________

MCB: ___________________

MCAS: ___________________

RFI: ___________________

TAD: ___________________

VTOL: ___________________

21. "From the halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Tripoli..." is the beginning to what?

_________________________________________

22. True of False: The Marine Corps Service A uniform is allowed to be worn on liberty in public:

True

False

23. Do the following uniforms call for medals or ribbons?

Dress Blue A: _________

Dress Blue B: _________

24. Utilizing the map and each option in the word bank, identify the Marine Corps unit at each lettered location:

A: __________                     A:__________

B: __________                     D: __________

C: __________                     C: __________

D: __________                     E: __________

F: __________

*Answer Key

1. Complete the 5 paragraph order skeleton: (in-depth review is here!)

Orientation

Situation

Mission

Execution

Admin & Logistics

Command & Signal

Enemy

Friendly

T: time

S: size

U: unit

A: activity

L: location

E: equipment

Concepts of Operations

Task

Coordinating Instructions

TCMs or Security

Timeline

B: beans

B: bullets

B: bandaids

B: bad guys

Signal

Command

2. Weapons Safety Rules  

Treat every weapon as if it were loaded.

Never point a weapon at anything you do not intend to shoot.

Keep your finger straight and off the trigger until you are ready to fire.

Keep the weapon on safety until you intend to fire.

3. List the typical ranks for the following billets:

Rifleman: Private / Private First Class

Squad Leader: Corporal / Sergeant

Platoon Commander: 2nd Lieutenant / 1st Lieutenant

Company Commander: Captain

Battalion Commander: Lieutenant Colonel

4. Match the Fire Team symbols

Rifleman - D

Automatic Rifleman - C

Fire Team Leader - A

Asst. Automatic Rifleman - B

5. Name the following Fire Team Formations

Wedge

Column

6. The Core Values of the Marine Corps are:

Honor

Courage

Commitment

7. The Commandant of the Marine Corps is now:

Major Samuel Nicholas (traditionally known as the first Commandant.)

General John A. Lejeune ( "The greatest of all Leathernecks)

General Robert B. Neller

Lt. General Lewis "Chesty" Puller ( had the longest tenure as Commandant )

8. The Marine Corps birthday is:

July 4, 1776

November 10, 1775

July 4, 1775

November 10, 1776

9. The birth place of the Marine Corps is:

Tun Tavern

Parris Island

8th and I Marine Barracks Washington DC

Marine Corps Quantico

10. The attack on New Providence, Bahamas was the first _____ conducted by the Marine Corps:

Foreign engagement

Aerial assault

Amphibious landing

Offensive combat

11. In what battle did the Marines receive the nickname Tuefelhunden (Devil Dogs)?

Iwo Jima

Tarawa

Hue City

Belleau Wood

12. Write-out any three General Orders:

5th General Order - To quit my post only when properly relieved

7th General Order - To talk to no one except in the line of duty

9th General Order - To call the Corporal of the Guard in any case not covered by instructions

13. Which are the 5 major terrain features used in land navigation:

Water, Ridge, Mountain, Saddle, Road

Hill, Ridge, Valley, Saddle, Depression

Roadway, Field, Hill, Water, Valley

14. Using the acronym for assistance, list the 14 Leadership Traits:

Justice

Judgement

Decisiveness

Integrity

Dependability

Tact

Initiative

Enthusiasm

Bearing

Unselfishness

Courage

Knowledge

Loyalty

Endurance

15. Fill in the Enlisted Rank structure:

E-1 Private

E-2 Private First Class

E-3 Lance Corporal

E-4 Corporal

E-5 Sergeant

E-6 Staff Sergeant

E-7 Gunnery Sergeant

E-8 Master Sergeant

E-8 First Sergeant

E-9 Master Gunnery Sergeant

E-9 Sergeant Major

E-9 Sergeant Major of the Marine Corps

16. Fill in the Officer Rank structure:

O-1 2nd Lieutenant

O-2 1st Lieutenant

O-3 Captain

O-4 Major

O-5 Lieutenant Colonel

O-6 Colonel

O-7 Brigadier General

O-8 Major General

O-9 Lieutenant General

O-10 General

17. There are 11 Leadership Principles, name 2:

Keep your Marines informed

Know your Marines and look out for their welfare

18. The 6 Troop Leading Steps (BAMCIS) are:

B: begin the planning

A: arrange for reconnaissance

M: make reconnaissance

C: complete the planning

I:  issue the order

S: surprise

19. What are the four main components that make up a MAGTF:

Common Element

Ground Combat Element

Aviation Combat Element

Logistic Combat Element

20. Write out each of the following Marine Corps acronyms/abbreviations:

MEU: Marine Expeditionary Unit

MEU (SOC): MEU- Special Ops Capability

MEF: Marine Expeditionary Force

MEB: Marine Expeditionary Brigade

CASEVAC: Casualty Evacuation

CAX: Combined Arms Exercise

EGA: Eagle, Globe and Anchor

FARP: Forward Arming and Refueling Point

FMF: Fleet Marine Force

FRAGO: Fragmented Order (change in op order)

HQMC: Headquarters of Marine Corps

LZ: Landing Zone

MAGTF: Marine Air Ground Task Force

MOUT: Marine Ops on Urban Terrain

SNCOIC: Staff Non-Commissioned Officer in Charge

OCONUS: Outside Continental United States

PMO: Provost Marshal Office (police)

PX: Post Exchange

MCB: Marine Corps Base

MCAS: Marine Corps Air Station

RFI: Request for Information

TAD: Temporary Active Duty

VTOL: Vertical Take-off Landing

21. "From the halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Tripoli..." is the beginning to what?

Marines' Hymn

22. True of False: The Marine Corps Service A uniform is allowed to be worn on liberty in public:

True

False

23. Do the following uniforms call for medals or ribbons?

Dress Blue A: Medals

Dress Blue B: Ribbons

24. Utilizing the map and each option in the word bank, identify the Marine Corps unit at each lettered location:

A: 2ndMARDIV (NC, Camp Lejeune)         A: 2nd MAW (NC, Cherry Point)

B: HQMC/OCS (VA, Quantico)                    D: 1stMAW (Japan, Foster)

C: 1stMARDIV (CA, Pendleton)                  C: 3rd MAW (CA, Miramar)

D: 3rd MARDIV (Japan, Smedley)              E: USN/USMC FLIGHT SCHOOL

F: __________

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update on RfI ch 3: I may have been make a mistake here

Like I just wanna write narrative in broad strokes about Nana's life but somehow it morphed into her love life?? with?? TLJ???

And I shot myself on the feet with my insistent to translate their JP name into CH name and now I can't even write OC citizen names without trying to make a coherent CH names too

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can we have rfis content... can he do a flip.... :plead:

somebody come get their grandfather

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a mentally well adjusted ch-RFiS-tmas to all who celebrate

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sometimes its a little funny to put a character next to their old design

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River Flows in Spring

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i love how rfis looks he gives off fat jolly grandpa vibes in the most beautiful and positive way possible like oh WOAHHHH

YES. yes. anon you understand

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for the iterator asks,,

1, 7, 22 and 24 for bfiwr

1 and 24 for nata and rfis as well :3

(feel free to veto any of these, this is kind of a lot)

absolutely not a problem anon i love getting tons of questions! putting this under a cut so it doesn't get too long

BFIWR 1. Does your iterator's name mean anything? In their lore or symbolically? If so, what?

Blooming Flowers in Winding Roads doesn't actually mean anything, but i named him that because his placeholder name was originally “blue.” he's blue as hell..

normally im more on top of name symbolism but this time around it escaped me X) if it counts, the antagonist of the story (blind eyes see in rage) does have a symbolic name. he's harmless ("blind"), but when chaos happens he takes advantage of people's vulnerable mental states instead of being decent. more on him another day, there is a Lot going on with that motherfucker 

7. Does your iterator have any specific quirks or niches unlike "typical" iterators? Special jobs, equipment, etc.? If so, what?

surprisingly, no! in fact, it's an oddity for my iterators to be anything other than a standard iterator. rfis is an exception to this because he's gigantic

22. Where does your iterator live? Describe the region.

bfiwr’s surrounding region changes dramatically over the course of his plot timeline because oops, iterator warfare. at first it's a friendly, unremarkable region similar to outskirts, but ends up a toxic wasteland almost completely devoid of wildlife

24. What do your iterators overseers look like?

NATA + RFIS

1. Does your iterator's name mean anything? In their lore or symbolically? If so, what?

Natural Ambition Tells All’s name means so little it's actually funny, her placeholder name was “natalya” and i got so attached to that i made up her acronym for the name. seriously, you don't know how many acronym sites i was on scrambling to cobble together a name for artfight. she is an ambitious individual though!

River Flows in Spring was named before his story was established. his entire design arc is less of a hot mess and more like a boiling scalding garbage pile that somehow resulted in a decent character but i digress the name rfis is a remnant from when he was completely different both design and personality wise: it's pretty much the only thing that makes him the same character he was when he was first created. i think i came up with the name in an olive garden. 

wait i half take that back, the metropolis city plan from rfis’s original concept still exists, but im still working stuff out with city layouts so it might end up getting moved to eoc and ill make a new city for rfis. regardless of if the metropolis design stays with rfis or not it, will likely still exist in some capacity

24. What do your iterators overseers look like?

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Why does the bot post of seemingly invented/nonsense language get oc tags?

eoc/effigy of composure is an iterator that goes insane because of a parasitic infection. he eventually devolves from making some sense to making little sense to constantly outputting jargled data with no rime or reason

rfis/river flows in spring is a linguistics-oriented iterator with a similar fate except he loses his mind for other reasons and ends up communicating in language soup. he actually makes perfect sense but he's making sentences by chopping up many languages, some of which are his own conlangs that only he knows, so pretty much nobody can understand any of it except for him

the nonsense text looked like something both of them might say late into their respective developments