mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 23, 2014 20:47:43 GMT
Ok guys, after the failure of the last two RP's I joined, I've been gagging for more. So I give you 'Star Ho'' a Toolish Space RP. Here's the overview, gonna keep it short. 2072-The U.N was falling apart, Russia had just become an Anarchistic state. But the First FTL capable ship, the IXS Enterprise, had just finished carrying the first colonists to Alpha Centauri. Which as the years went on, saved the U.N by bringing it together in joint cooperation. 2167- The U.N.S.F became the government of the world under the leadership of President Francois Goht. Many human colonies had beem established across the milky way. And many alien species had been met. 2187(Present day)- with nothing to colonize, greedy corporations are slowly gaining control of the many worlds. To stop this. The U.N.S.F along with many alien races, are launching ten small ships, into ten different galaxies, on long term scouting missions. You are one of the few crew members of one of these ships, the ship going to Barnard's Galaxy. The Ship will require, A Captain-John Trevelyan (Halorocks) An XO-Liam Pepir(Tool) An AI-T.O.O.L (Tool) A Security Officer-Inis Truesight(Gollee) A Science Officer-Heather Xiager(Gamegod) An Engineer-Victoria Lucian(Kerbal) A Pilot-Josh Lianko(Voltage) A Medical Officer-Alexander West (Nightmare) A Quatermaster- Cin'in Trezn(Meow) A weapons Officer-Gisthir Talikar(Pump) Ship name- IXS Columbus Character Sheet, Name: Occupation: Race: (You may be any race you desire, just give them a bit of explanation) Appearance: Background: (No need for a big description or anything just however much you think is right Sent from my HTC Desire 300
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Post by gollee on Jun 23, 2014 21:14:19 GMT
Name: Inis Truesight
Occupation: Security Officer
Race: Human
Appearance: She is very tall, at least six foot three inches. She has bright cyan hair,reaching halfway down her back, most of it is tucked behind a pair of delicate pointed ears. Her skin is a very pale pink, almost white, with dark curves and lines cutting across it, spreading from her torso, on her left hand, five of these lines meet, forming a large scar. Her eyes are a vivid purple, with ragged irises. She is wearing a small crystal necklace, it is a bright, electric blue
Background: ((I will attempt to get my updated one from college, the one on the forums is prehistoric.))
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Post by halorocks22 on Jun 23, 2014 21:44:50 GMT
Name: (Captain) John Trevelyan
Occupation: Captain
Race: GEH (Genetically Engineered Human; think Bean from Ender's Game.)
Appearance: Conspicuously tall, Captain Trevelyan is aged, gruff and striking in appearance simultaneously. His hair is wiry and brown with graying hairs and kept a short length, customary of military personnel. His skin is unusually pale, as if he is anemic; however, his skin also bulges with muscle and looks unusually strong and taut. A certain expression on his face and a careful stare from his eyes faintly gives off something about Captain Trevelyan; he appears to be scrutinizing every aspect of his environment and analyzing them with great attention to detail.
Background: Captain John Trevelyan is the result of a top-secret military genetic experiment conducted in the early 2050s. It involved the illegal tampering of human embryos to create a man that was stronger, faster, and smarter than any normal being who ever walked the face of the Earth. Conducted in a secret underground research facility, the genetic experimentations had a high failure rate of 84% which resulted in the permanent disfigurement or death of the test subjects. Test Subject #7, later dubbed John Trevelyan, survived the procedures and was born a healthy infant in the facility.
However, 3 months after he was born a brushfire war started that endangered the secrecy of the facility; as a result, all scientific personnel were executed and the facility blown up with high explosives. Almost all the test subjects died in the explosion; Yet, a very small number of test subjects survived due to their own ingenuity. John had survived by escaping the facility using the vent system after secretly witnessing the execution of the scientific personnel. Although he survived, he did not get far. A squad of commandos found him in a forest and after debating on whether or not to kill him, received orders to take him to a discreet cryogenic facility for storage. Frozen for over a hundred years, John was forgotten as the organization in charge of him collapsed until the U.N.S.F found him; by this time, he was a man in his late 50s for the cryogenics had only slowed his growth.
Discovering he was a superhuman, the U.N.S.F immediately sent him to a military academy and indoctrined him with the very pinnacle of human knowledge. They pressed John into service as a commissioned naval officer of the U.N.S.F and as he rose through the ranks and became a Captain, chose him to lead the expedition heading to Barnard's Galaxy.
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 23, 2014 21:51:18 GMT
Added Claimed crewmembers to description post
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Post by VoltageHero on Jun 23, 2014 22:12:25 GMT
Name: Josh Lianko Occupation: Pilot Race: Human Appearance: A medium build, young looking man looking barely into his early thirties. He stands pretty short, roughly 5'7 and makes up for this by seemingly trying to prop himself up on something. His eyes seem to be always full of delight, as if you had just shown him the entire galaxy, partnered with a friendly smile that seldom seems to falter, even when the situation obviously is getting to him. His hair is kept reasonably short, something of a mix between a Crew Cut, and an Ivy League hair-cut. As well as keeping his hair short, his face remains clean shaven, although upon closure inspection, it appears that he doesn't need to shave in the first place, due to lack of facial hairs all-together.
Background: Born to a rather mediocre family, money wise. Josh's father was an mechanic and his mother a school teacher. Both these jobs paid, as excepted very little. For a good period, the family were given the bare minimum to survive, not able to really have the ability to splurge as other people would be. Even in their harsh times, the family managed to joke and just enjoy what little they had. Both his parents were always seemingly carefree, despite the fact they didn't have the newest technology available, and it only took Josh a few years to catch onto their behavior. Josh was at an early age raised to learn how to work, on many things, ranging from sea vehicles, to land and air. At first, this seemed like he would be fit to follow in his father's foot-steps, but at roughly ten he began to take on a fascination with anything that flew,even dating back to the 1940s. When he wasn't at home studying his regular school classes, he was reading and looking things up about aviation, the specifications of air and spacecraft, what they did, where they failed and succeeded. Soon, this started to take priority over his regular classes, and it seemed like it would end up effecting his grades.
By some stroke of luck, an aviation school found out about Josh, roughly at his eighth grade year in middle school. By this time, Josh had managed to, with the work of friends and sneakiness, test out some pilot simulations, as well as manage to get "up close" (or as up close as a thirteen year old boy can get) to some of the older aircraft and spacecraft models. His obsession with flying things caused the school to attempt and help the kid through the rest of his schooling, seeing as it was a university and not a high school, like Josh would be attending in only a year. The school managed to give Josh tutors, which ended up finding out that the young man did know the subjects, but just refused to do them. When questioned, he would normally respond with a grin, and ask why he would need to learn about Psychology, when he knew what he wanted to do in life. Obviously, as he figured out how important other subjects in schooling were to help his career, he paid more attention and his grades was a pretty decent improvement. By the time he graduated from high-school, he wasn't at the top, but he wasn't at the bottom either. Luckily for him, the aviation school still seemed to want him to attend their university, and after he sent in an application, he was soon accepted into the "Eagle's School of Aviation and Space Flight". The school itself was geared so that directly out of intending the university, graduates were given, or at least given the preparations to obtain a spacecraft pilot's license, with the ability to fly the newest ( at that time ) spacecraft vehicles.
Unsurprisingly to some, Josh managed to get through the school rather easy, seeing as it was almost only geared towards honing in a pilot's skill in flight, maneuvering, and weaponry ( for ships with none gunnery operators ). Finding this school to his liking, he also managed to make quite a bit of more friends than his high school, and his grades soared. By the time he graduated, Josh still wasn't at the /top/ of his class, but very close to it. After graduating, he received a call from the U.N.S.F (like many graduates at the school did), asking him to help them pilot one of their ships. Being at the top of his class allowed him to be put in more advanced ships, and this is what he did for a good portion of his time working with them. About the time he got twenty nine, he was re-assigned to a new ship, one that the UN.S.F claimed would be a revolution in humanity, heading for the Barnard's Galaxy.
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 23, 2014 23:10:23 GMT
Name: T.O.O.L(Tactical, Orbital, Organizational, Labourer) Occupation: Ship, Central Control Computer Race: AI Appearance: a small obsidian box with a small blue light on the front. The box is hidden in the AI control, room Only accessible, from within in the Captain's chambers, and requires Two personnel to open. T.O.O.L's hologram is shaped as a small glowing sphere that floats around any room with lighting powe freely. His voice is that of an upper class Englishman from the twentieth century. Background: T.O.O.L is a prototype AI that has exsisted for Two years, and was created for the purpose of assisting crew in the maintenance and control of the ship, as well as operating the cyber warfare suites aboard the vessel. The AI also has direct access to the U.N.S.F archives and is useful for education and information. The AI cost six Billion Credits to engineer, and was part of the TYTOS program which in itself was given two trillion credits for research. It was spear headed by humanity, but had many races assisting. The program resulted in Seven Artificial Intelligences being created, only two of which were installed to ships. One on the USV(Unus Space Vessel) Chaka. And the other on the ship headed to the Barnad's galaxy. The rest were put in various locations among various races. T.O.O.L can control the ship, but only if ordered to, he was programmed this way as, if the AI were to fly the ship, logic would dictate his flight path, making him an easy target, so a human, being less logical and more unpredictable, was chosen to fly the vessel.
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Post by kerbal22 on Jun 23, 2014 23:42:30 GMT
Name: Victoria Lucian Occupation: Engineer Race: Human Appearance: A small, pale woman of atleast 5'6. Her frame is small and she doesn't seem very strong. She can't be more than 21, maybe 22. Her neon blue hair contrasts sharply with her pale skin and green eyes-, it looks to be genetically modefied. Her ears are periced and her nose is aswell, and a tattoo adorns her back, it depics a starship with the name "Artemis" on it, if she had her undershirt off.She seems really, really shy, often ducking away constantly. Background: Victoria grew up in the richer districts of the USA, her parents going at constantly to find a boyfriend or go to law school. Of course, she didn't. She joined up with the Core of Engineers-was was soon top of her class. She was picked from her class by the UNSF, to be aboard the ship.
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Post by VoltageHero on Jun 23, 2014 23:58:37 GMT
This filled up really quickly...we need more roles.
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Post by halorocks22 on Jun 24, 2014 0:06:46 GMT
This filled up really quickly...we need more roles. No! Leave the plebs to rot in the streets.yeh
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 24, 2014 0:15:32 GMT
Added another role. Just in case.
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Post by Mewoykyinuis on Jun 24, 2014 0:48:42 GMT
Name: Cin'in Trezn Occupation: Quartermaster (Or, Mess Attendant, because we need to eat.) Race: Han-ren (Cat people. More humanoid than Tajaran, almost like Khajiit, not as stoopid.) Appearance: 5'6, with dark, charcoal grey fur, lining along his body. Fairly lean, albiet muscular at the same time. Has dark green, slitted irises, common amongst feline species on Terran planets, along with the Han-ren people. He has a fully maneuverable tail, that will often hang through a belt loop on his uniform. Background: Having been denied journey on the Han-ren's vessel, Cin'in Trezn was able to secure his assignment for the IXS Enterprise. On the condition, that he would receive little to no pay, and was to remain under the command of John Trevelyan. Needing the work, and the chance to secure safety in the possible troubling times, he quickly accepted the offer, which, given his skill with organization and the bureaucratic process, what quickly assigned to either the Quartermaster, or the Mess Attendant, whichever Toolio thinks would work.
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 24, 2014 1:00:44 GMT
Meow, quatermaster handles all supplies, and if you want to have them do Custodial and Mess duties, I'm happy with that EDIT: SHIP NAME HAS BEEN SELECTED, 'IXS COLUMBUS' Sent from my HTC Desire 300
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Post by Mewoykyinuis on Jun 24, 2014 1:13:34 GMT
Okez. Thanks, Toolibaby <3
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Star Ho'
Jun 24, 2014 1:16:25 GMT
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Post by PumpkingSlice on Jun 24, 2014 1:16:25 GMT
Mind reserving weapons officer please? Will edit this post at a convenient time. Spoiler Alert. Uneth master race.
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 24, 2014 1:17:47 GMT
Ok Pumpy Sent from my HTC Desire 300
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Post by Nightmare on Jun 24, 2014 1:55:08 GMT
Name: Alexander West
Occupation: Medical Officer
Race: Human
Appearance: Stands at 5' 11", and has a lean body. Has smooth combover black hair, and a clean face void of any facial hair. He has slightly darker, tanned skin. On both his arms, starting at his elbows working their way up to his chest are black tribal tattoo's. He has light brown eyes.
Background: Alex was born to a middle/upper class family, with two sisters and a brother. Always seen as a slacker in school, it was clear that he was smart enough to excels at his work but simply lacked the drive to do anything. Alex almost skipped college, until he learned that the university was located next to a beach, known for its rolling waves. So Alexander enrolled into the medical field, and showed natural talent at the profession while learning to have a strong passion for it. On his off time he'd always be found on the beaches, until it came time to graduate. Alexander then joined then U.N.S.F. to further his love of medicine and hopefully to retire one day to be able to come back to his home.
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 24, 2014 9:00:26 GMT
Alright boys we'll get started once Pump makes his character sheet. If no one fills the XO role by then, I will indeed make a character for it.
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Post by Rusty Shackleford on Jun 24, 2014 13:41:29 GMT
Hue. 2 people with neon blue hair.
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mrimatool
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Post by mrimatool on Jun 24, 2014 13:52:14 GMT
Oi get out of here rusty, you scum. Unless you wanna join baby? :* Sent from my HTC Desire 300
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Post by Gamegod12 on Jun 24, 2014 13:55:04 GMT
Name: Heather Xiager
Occupation: Scientist, Brain in a jar.
Race: Cortex/AI combination (Sorta like Doctor Brackman from Supreme commander, just less insane)
Appearance: A simple brain, augmented with wires and processors, wrapped around the brain in a web of red, blue, and black. Fluid surrounds the brain, coating it a dull shade of green, the container is a simple jar, being completely see through except for the top, being linked to a heavy, bulky looking battery and life support machine, whirring constantly. "She" is carried around by a simple cyborg, having a very simple VI, responding the only basic commands, although it fails to respond to anyone other than it's owner, it is simple contraption, holding the brain at the top, with simple, metal wheels whirling it around, connected to a motors, adding to the already whirring noise.
Background: Heather was a simple scientist, primarily engaged in the cases of cybernetics and bio-mechanical engineering. She was selected to be engaged in the first field tests of the T.P.I, a device which augments and enhances the brain using computer processor. She underwent an operation by choice, to remove her brain and spinal cord, being encased in a reinforced glass shell, before being linked up to multiple processors across her brain, improving her memory, thought processing power, and other functions. As a result of needing an actual sense in normal situations, she was installed with an ultrasound sensor.
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