Jayce Iredell

Sad this all got dropped :C

I don't wanna ask, no don't tell me, just no.

The pic of the mechs I acquired on March 12th 2009, which if memory serves places me at Optio within Antesignani. Anyways I don't know if that meant I was in charge or not, but it doesn't really matter as shortly after I had to go on hiatus.

Incoming more pictures! This is a rendition of 2142 back in 2008, they attacked one of our earlier titan builds, this was one just prior to the roman themed spaceport. Myself on the back of an ATV, damn do I have some balance skillz or what? Kristian was driving the thing, even while at top speed and making jumps I never fell off. for those of you that mention the 'lava sim' this is what I usually think of, Keno designed this based off a Warhammer 40,000 table top game set that GW had on their site. In the bottom corner on the right is where the spawn was, and you had two choices of advance, climb the ridge that zigzagged to the trenches, or master the collapsing bridge in the corner at the top. Of course that bridge had its own perils even if you passed it. If you want to see what I mean look up 'Alliance Navy Towel Run' on youtube, watch and learn, you will also get to see the wrath of Sera. This is a picture of Kytec, back in the day he looked a bit funny, and I have a few pictures like this that I find humorous to gaze upon, I think its the enormous nerdy glasses. This is for those of you that never experienced the Gunau Sodwind Era, it wa through Gunau's efforts with the then 'Navis Cohorts' which would lead to the creation of the original Alpha Squads. Even though he doe not seem very serious to most, when it comes to kicking ass and having fun doing it, he was the best, at least in my opinion. Sera built these mechs for Antesignani, a squad which Sera was also a part of, at the time of their construction Sera had become a praetorian. People may think I am a bit of an ass or prideful for being so attached of Antesignani and Legio Offensio Levitas the legion of terra that spawned the squad, but when names like: Aelus Janus, Kytec Switchblade, Intus Infinity, SoulBinder Wolfstein, Sera Otoro. Xang Xiao, and so many others who went on to greatness within the group; it is hard not to be proud of that grouping of individuals. Forgive me for tooting the Antesignani horn again, but here it is, taken when I was in Command of the Squad in the early months of 2009, photographed by Dascede Aluveaux. This one is for Sera, back in the day if you had feetpaws, it was likely you were going to receive pictures like this from her. This is a picture of me being not so serious, on the right is Ion Nirvana. former member of Astra. I do miss them, good person and very fun to be around. Zrazor took this, on titan maybe a year or so ago? when we had a transitional build with the base in the corner, windlight settings and stuff made it look great. I have reached my limit for file uploads so this is the lat picture from me, anyone else wanting to add to this little gallery feel free, in fact I encourage it!

Aryte as a Merczateer, wtf? This was taken during a raid on Dorien, not long after the AN had renamed it, it was previously called The Woofer I believe, and the AN had taken it out from under the Merczateers. I digress though, you see Titan Industries was teeming with Novus Ordo Imperialis personnel who saw the Alliance Navy as a personal enemy, many of us wanted and were out for blood, so instead of just assisting the Mercz, we joined them; thus Aryte Vesperia, Infantry ComDiv. There in that line up I can Identify Sukasa in front, Sonata is on the left with the white fox with red hair, and of course who could miss me in there? Taken after a training exercise, back when the group was still on the Port Malus build prior to our re-emergence as a combat ready military. Taken by Keno Pontoppidan during his filming of our first or maybe second film, anyways those were the fleet ships of what would have been Navis. Pretty self explanatory, we owned CATI, fun times.

There I am in NCO Dress coat glory!

I was wondering where to put this honestly, if I should start a thread just for it or leave it here. I opted to leave it here of course but allow me to explain its origins. This was taken on August 2, 2006 at about 3 in the afternoon, that there is Cadet Phase II Jayce Iredell of the Venuma Coalition. I am holding our regular rifle at the time, the horridly scripted Sirlor Stonecutter G-36c, and am wearing the old Cadet Uniform complete with a vest. They were different times then, and it wouldn't be long after this was taken that I would get to see my first big SL Combat drama fest, but I digress, five years really changes things, and some things still stay the same.

You can tell how old they are by the fact Joseph is actually on Sim, I mean holy crap!

I don't see mine in there, oh well. :(

Some of them are as old as summer 2006 Kurama. :P

Oh God, SL Shiny armor, XD Keep posting guys, these are great.

OMG I remember that! More!

While doing a google search on our group I happened upon an old photo on someone's flickr of a previous sim build we once had. http://www.flickr.co...in/photostream/ It then occurred to me that I have been in the group so long I have forgotten a lot of the builds we previously have had and much of it overlaps. So to rectify this, I offer a challenge to you all, if you have pictures past or present of our beloved Ordo Imperialis in action, post it here!

Chat bugs, thats so 2007.

I gave this thread a couple of days,and no one has answered. Does anyone have anything to say?

I know there is a market out there for all kinds of gear within the 40k universe; we had a tonne of stuff planned. What happened?

To be fair, a lot of copybotting died after LAMPGE and Emerald Viewer's PattehPh0x got canned. Still the idea that someone would have the tenacity to try it after all this time, and simply for the fact he probably thought 'hey this looks cool'; really makes you shake a fist at LL.

My SL History is more than a little long, and there are parts that are more than a little embarrassing so TL;DR!

64. There are women on the internet, especially in SL. 64a. Women tend to look like that hot celebrity from that show on TV.

It was late meal hour in the imperial mess aboard the troopship known as the Sober Remorse. Legions of troopers of all levels gathered upon the decks they were assigned, enlisted and NCOs dining on nearly three levels in each section to which their units were assigned. Over ten thousand pairs of boots sounded to and fro over the deck plating with the rattle and clamber of dishes and utensils. The air was hot and clammy with heat of bodies and steam of freshly steamed rations that had been available to eat; offset by the tepid odor of sweat, and the even more vile cloud of musk from the mixed anthro/humanoid mass. Civilian orderlies attached to the Cohors of infantry that ate in each section went about cleaning trays and clearing spots that had been left unattended. Milites Bob had been one such unattendee, his meal left for ten minutes untouched as he haddisappeared toward the latrine deck, an orderly had come to clear it, his latex gloved hand reaching out for the tray. A sharp pain shot through the orderlies knuckles, and he gasped grabbing his hand to check for fingers that may have been removed. The aging dark haired human, in his white kitchen clothes stared at the tall dark vulpine that sat in the chair next to the unattended ration plate, which still lay there steaming. "Ah ah ah." The seemingly young fox spoke, his voice was aged compared to his look, and he straighted up his back, armor plates shifting as he turned to chastise the orderly. "But its my job to-" He tried to defend his actions. "Its your job to shut up, and go clean somewhere else." The Vulpine's red streaked bangs curtained away from his ocular enhancements which were still strapped on over his eyes, and glowing deep gold. "These rations are mine." He continued, the orderly shuffled away still favoring his hand as the fox pulled the unattended rations closer to himself defensively, he gave the orderly a cross look as he shuffled through the noise ridden mass. Across from him directly sat a much large and heavily armored wolf, with spikey auburn, almost brown hair. He didn't seem pleased at the other trooper, and cleared his throat. "That wasn't called for Jayce, you should go and apologize." The High level NCO spoke direct and commanding, correcting the subordinate vulpine with ease and finality. He stared down the fox with a levled gaze, broadening his shoulders to add effect to the order. Jayce stood up, he didn't look pleased in the least, as he pushed back his chair and his knees uncoiled, staring down at the still sitting Duplicarius. "He was going to throw out Bob's me-" Trying to explain... "Thats not the point, the point is, you show respect, you're a legionnaire not a savage." Steel, the NCO responded, giving a gesture with his hand telling the fox to double time it. The vulpine grit his teeth, flexing his jaw muscles to teeth breaking tension, reaching for Bob's untouched mash potatoes he scooped up a copious amount with a claw and dabbed it on the end of his own nose, before giving a firm salute. Stepping hard on the floor and giving a clean cut slap to his chest for the superior wolf, he turned to walk out. Everyones eyes were on the altercation until the fresh faced, pale skinned Bob entered the room once more, he was a prematurely balding human about 5'9" in height, his blue eyes shone with excite and dutiful glee. Upon his head he wore a mop bucket of galvanized steel, around his neck was a off white-blue shower curtain of vinyl. Upon his hands were the yellow rubber gloves used by the orderlies (and unfortunate troopers who had been assigned to do so) clean the latrines. "Gentlemen!" He began, pacing about and eying the crowd of gathered on lookers. "By order of his holiness glorious inquisition, I hereby have found evidence to condemn this ship and her crew to extermination. For I have found with my superior intellect and keen senses, an artefact of dark and ruinous power!" The Milites continued, his mock parody of the Legate of Agentes in Rebus, was terrible, thought Jayce, but he was amused none the less. "Behold!" Bob continued to call as he held into the air, a plunger from the latrines. The clear cake of refused backlogged excrement still clinging to its head and shaft. a trail of moisture trickled down toward Bob;s gloved hand as the entire room looked on shocked, amused, and some sickened he would bring it into the mess at all. "This is a scepter of the most vile of thrones, dipped in the unholy waters beneath the Father of Pestilence and decay himself.." He paused for effect, the entire room looked on in disbelief at the display, some were giggling like schoolgirls at the display, other higher NCOs tried to climb over the bodies to reach him and put a stop to it. "Nurgle!" He finished with flare and emphasis, the entire room shuddered,many making signs of the aquila upon their chest. Others bowed their heads and plugged their ears beginning to recite catchetisms and prayers. Jayce could not hold back a snide grin of sheer pleasurable amusement,having been done up by the brazen display. Certainly his rude treatment of the civilian kitchen hand would not nearly be as talked about as Bob's impression of Tiridates, the Imperator's eyes, ears. It was almost on cue that the broad shouldered and grim faced apparition of the very man appeared in the doorway headed toward poor Bob. Jayce knew what was happening before anyone else even registered his appearance, but interference would be a futile mistake. "And so you are all now subject to elimination, along with this ves-" Bob's words didn't finished over the echo of a bolt pistol, the .75 self propelled exploding round turning everything above his shoulders into a mist. The wet chaff of bone, sauced grey matter, and spray of blood flew in all directions, the undamaged bucket bouncing off the floor as the body of the dead trooper fell to the floor. No one groaned or spoke a word about their spoiled food as they stood there in shock, dozens were covered in the remnants of Bob's head,it covered tables, food trays and walls alike. Tiridates turned and kept the bolter raised, the crowd ducked and shuddered as they feared more violent wrath. "Anyone else foolish enough to mention even the utterance of the name of a warp power, or to make a mockery of his holiness loyal servants, will answer to me." He deemed, the entire crowd silently accepted the declaration as he turned to exit, holstering the side arm that had so ended Bob's short career. "And Mister Iredell.." the presence commanding Tiridates paused in the doorway, turning over his shoulder. "Mashed potatoes are for eating, not wearing, clean yourself up." He chastised the vulpine, who let out a grunt, ears folding. Steel could not help but smile at the Sesquiplicarius misfortune of being made the center of attention once again, surely the whole ship would know by the end of the day...

I lol'd

[17:55] Wolfe Hardin: his pole [17:55] Wolfe Hardin: like [17:55] Wolfe Hardin: hit me 3 times. [17:55] Agares Tretiak: ... [17:55] Wolfe Hardin: Your spear? [17:56] Wolfe Hardin: Which sounds better... take your pick [17:56] Jayce Iredell: ahahahahahahaha [17:56] Wolfe Hardin: Pole, spear, rod...

But does it really matter, I mean really; why start a debate about something so inconsequential?

I lol at how civilians get into tirades over firearms they don't own or, will never use on a regular day to day basis. Gunau would probably shit a gold brick if he saw this thread.