Eos- Advanced SciFi RP

[Phoebas]

Eos: Voyage

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The year is 10,015 CE and Confederacy scouts have “discovered” a new planet, known to the locals as Kowar. As the Confederacy starts to deepen relations with the new planet, rumors start to surface, slipping like oil through the citizenry of the three planets so that no one is sure of their origins. The whispers speak of an unimaginable treasure on the dark side of Kowar, where the natives refuse to go, and the ruins of an ancient civilization so powerful and terrible the mere thought makes even the stoutest of heart tremble. Of course, the whole story is just rumor, and very little is actually known about the planet of Kowar or the Kowari themselves. It’s likely superstition and you’d have to be mad to chase after it, no matter how incredible the treasure is rumored to be…

Welcome to the expedition. You have been hired by the eccentric and nauseously wealthy heir of Infinity Enterprises, Charlotte Young, to board the spacecraft Eos and travel to the distant planet of Kowar. There you will seek the great treasure, a treasure most of you are pretty sure doesn’t exist. Most of you are convinced you’re working for a nutcase with too much money and time on her hands and that this job is easy cash. But you will soon find that this ‘easy expedition’ won’t turn out quite so simply as you had hoped…

IC Info

The mission is to explore the dark side of Kowar and locate the treasure hidden in its blackened surface. The most trustworthy rumors, and even those are dubious, speak of mountains of gemstones and valuable minerals, but nothing more is known. It’s a really weak lead, a fool’s errand, and most of the crew expect to be disappointed and be home happy with their paycheck in no time.

The plan is simple enough as well. The Eos will first land in the city of Lhor, where the company will hire a native historian to provide them with more information and act as a guide on their travels. After that they will trek to the location of the treasure, dig it up (if it exists), and ship back to the confederacy of planets. But things are bound to go wrong, they always do.

The Eos was the pleasure ship of the late Maura Young, CEO of Infinity Enterprises, bequeathed unto her daughter upon the time of her death. Charlotte never touched the thing, until now. Ignoring the ridiculous cost, Charlotte had the entire ship overhauled, it’s guts torn out, and refitted for longer distance space travel. The Eos has ALL of the new toys Infinity Enterprises has to offer. The engine is the most powerful on the market, a program which Charlotte dubbed “Bertha” automates most of the ship, and the weapons and defense systems are state of the art. Every where you look you can always discover more, some things seemingly useless, but all very expensive and shiny. (Most do in fact have a purpose. If you have trouble figuring out what that may be, just ask Bertha.)

The ship, though smaller than most craft built for longer distance space travel, is plenty large enough for a company of your size. There are four levels of the ship, or decks.

The top deck is the smallest of the decks. Here you can find the control room, where the pilot flies the craft, as well as a lounge, a sprinkling of other rooms (Storage and the like), and a room, which contains Bertha’s core processor. This room is maximum security; unless you are told you have clearance explicitly, assume you don’t.

The Upper-mid deck is where all of the living quarters make their home. There is also a cafeteria (fully equipped with food hydrators but also possessing a functioning Chef), a swimming pool (don’t ask, just go with it), a movie theater, a bigger lounge, a library (Charlie is still fond of books, even though almost everything is digital these days), an immense gym, and a few other rooms here and there.

Each room is equipped with bother a retina and thumbprint scan. The lock is also a biolock, the scan pricking your thumb as it moves and ensuring that only you have access to your living quarters. Security will have access to your rooms should they find you suspicious, but before that point in time, no one else has access. Each room is equipped with a bed with a mattress made out of a special gel, ensuring the same light feeling you get when you are floating on water, an automated closet that stores your clothes and when you ask for them brings them out clean and pressed, a food hydrator for those late-night munchies, a large screen that functions as a computer and has access to the ships databases as well as communication and entertainment properties, a shower that has the option of using actual water as well as the laser tech shower (if you know how valuable water is, then you know how ridiculous this is), and a window so you can see into space. (In the event of danger, a thick metal plate slides over the window. So if the Eos gets attacked, you won’t be sucked into space due to a stray shot.)

Plus the room is fully customizable! Everything has the ability to change color, shape and size based on your exact specifications, plus if there is anything you don’t have and you really can’t live without, just ask Bertha and she will have it made for you, it’s just that simple.

The Lower-Mid deck is the professional level. Here is the doctor’s clinic (of course, no expense was spared), the scientists laboratories, a terrarium (The chef needs to get food from somewhere, please feel free to stroll around the grounds), and a training room for the guards. The training room is totally outfitted with a shooting range, a mission simulation room, and fully-automated training dummies for hand-to-hand combat. All devices can have their difficulty set, depending on the skill level of the one using them. The armory is also on this deck.

The bottom deck, also known as the Hold is where the engineer will spend a good bit of their time, at least when they are working. Here is where the engine room and all of the storage is, ranging from rocket fuel to machinery. Again, no expense was spared.

Note: As Kowar was recently discovered, this tab will not be totally extensive, it will include what information would be available to your characters. (Except the historian who, as a native, would obviously know more.) It will also fill with information as the game progresses and the characters learn more about Kowar.

Kowar is more like earth than either Marzan or Goa in its diversity. Though there has not been a chance to explore extensively, there appear to be a variety of ecosystems, ranging from forests to grasslands, swamps to mountains and desserts. There are even large bodies of water that pass as seas and rivers. At least on half of the planet, the other half is totally black and destroyed. Everything that was once there has been burned to a crisp, and immense craters pock-mark the surface, rumored to be the result of an ancient war, but only the historian can be certain. Kowar is also circled by three moons: Dostra, Ostri, and Khala.

For the most part the climate is moderate, not too hot at the equator, and only chilly at the poles, though they are still capable of having snow. This is perhaps due to their distance from their star, Sava. The weather patterns are very diverse, rains, snow, sleet, hail, tornadoes, etc.

The people of Kowar have proved, if not mistrustful, wary of the outside visitors. Trade has been hesitant and mostly superficial, largely consisting of natural resources such as food. Though the Kowari do possess foreign technologies, they have yet to part with them in bulk, though they have purchase some Confederation tech.

There don’t appear to be many large university-type institutions on Kowar, but the populace over all is extremely well educated in most fields. They appear to get the bulk of their knowledge from village elders, historians, and through internships to older members of the society. It’s very much and example of “it takes a village to raise a child.”

The Kowari are an extremely perceptive alien race. They appear to have senses far more refined than those of the Confederation, able to pick up emotions quite easily in addition to a hypersensitivity of their other sensory organs. They are also an intelligent, if largely quiet race, passing most of their lives away in near silence.

Their skin is a reddish-brown color, often dappled and patterned with darker spots. They stand at about human height, but tends to be of a more slender build, though not as slight as the Goans. Dark, coarse hair grows thickly on their head, traveling in a sort of mane down their back before stopping at their tailbone. Their ears, eyes, and nose tend to be larger than that of a human, as do their hands and feet, but besides that they appear as humans do. Ah, well, except for the forked tongue.

The Kowari live in highly concentrated areas, but still seem to pass their lives mostly in quiet. There does not appear to be much conflict amongst the members of the race, which bring to light the problem of how exactly half of their planet ended up in ruins.

Earth, as the beings of the twenty first century knew it, has long since been depleted of its resources and ceased to exist. Humans, exhibiting a moment of rare insight, anticipated this collapse and threw themselves at the task of building livable spacecraft, space stations if you will, to survive the impending crisis. Their success was outstanding and the majority of the useful and productive portion of the population of the planet was evacuated on an immense fleet of space-ready craft, sailing out into the stars.

The various countries that inhabited the ships gave up their nationalities, forming one collective federation of ships. The federation drifted through space like a cloud, the immense sizes of the crafts preventing speedy travel (Though as time went on they improved their crafts). After the initial panic, life went on in a surprisingly normal fashion aboard the ships. People for the most part went about their daily lives, drinking recycled water, eating hydroponically grown fruits and vegetables and genetically engineered meat, performing their normal jobs, and taking care of their families.

The Federation travelled aimlessly for over two thousand years before stumbling upon two habitable, earth-like planets, Goa and Marzan, orbiting around Aria, a star very much like Earth’s Sun. Both planets were inhabited by humanoid extraterrestrial life, but neither the Goans nor the Marzai were as technologically advanced as the Federation.

The three peoples formed a shaky pact. Federation citizens were allowed to live on the planets, in exchange for increasing the natives’ knowledge. Many federals did migrate to one planet or the other and thrived there, but the Federation did maintain a space presence, just in case the natives intended to double-cross them. They docked most of the federation ships together and bound them into a massive space station and hub of culture and commerce.

Rather than dissolve into violence, however, the relations between the three “planets” deepened. Obviously there was still some squabbling and disagreement between them, but by and large they gradually sorted out their differences. Trade barriers became nonexistent between the various nations on the planets and between the planets themselves. Citizens could essentially move freely and live, work and learn where they wanted. A common tongue developed, a mixture of all of the languages of all of the different cultures, and became a mandatory point of learning in any school. It even became more common to see mixed children of the various life forms, though still not extremely prevalent, as breeding between the species has a higher tendency to be accompanied by birth defect or mutation.

The Planet Goa is the lusher of the two planets, most of the surface of the planet covered in vegetation except for a crisscrossing mesh of freshwater rivers. There are no oceans or large bodies of water. The abundance of plant and animal life make Goa a wonderful resource for food, medication, and natural resources of that nature.

The climate of Goa ranges from warm to very hot depending how close you are to the equator, but is always extremely humid. It is common for heavy rains to break out multiple times a day, and totally unheard of to not rain at least twice in a twenty-four-hour period.

As was mentioned before Goa is a treasure trove of plant and wildlife. Countless medications have been discovered within the depths of the rainforest, and Goan cuisine is renowned within the Confederacy of Planets. They also produce dyes and paints and supply the majority of the water of the confederacy.

The Goans have four major universities, located in the four major collectives: Sree, Orok, Vinbar and Nom. While good institutions of higher learning, the best universities are still found on the Federation Space Station (especially with regards to engineering]. Nom, however, has recently become the most highly regarded school of Medicine in the Confederacy of Planets.

The native Goans are an interesting people. While humanoid, they only have three fingers and a thumb on each hand, each covered with very thick, almost claw-like nails. They are shorter than humans by an average foot and a half, and far lighter, their bones being of a different density and enabling them to be very quick.

By and large Goans are colorless, a strange contrast to their surroundings. The lack of sun from the shade of foliage and rain has left them very pale. Even their hair tends to run a platinum blonde color, never getting any darker than ash blonde.
They make up for this with their very colorful dress.

Their faces are flat (Not completely, just flatter than that of a human) and ovular, the dominant feature being immense, round, dreamy eyes framed in thick lashes. These eyes are found in most colors of the human variety, though all are extremely pale and gray is the most common shade. Goans due to their habitat have a natural affinity for dim lighting and can see relatively well in the dark. Exposure to too much light however can cause them intense pain and permanent damage to their vision.

Goans have always lived in very concentrated societies, firmly believing in strength in numbers. They are a loud, talkative bunch, and are known for their overzealous hospitality and the general opulence of their lifestyle.

Traditionally their dwelling were constructed from the sap of the Koroko Tree. When the tree is cut, a gummy sap oozes out and can be collected. After sitting for a few hours it forms a pliable gelatin that can be cut into blocks and used to build. The substance naturally expands and hardens over time to form sturdy, sealed wall to protect from the elements. Dye could also be added to tint the sap if more privacy was desired. The dwellings were then built on top of each other for form a tower, generally with one family per tower.

Now, however, with greater trade and technology the major collectives of Goa have strayed from traditionally building methods. While their style is the same, their collectives are built with metal and stone, their homes powered by electricity, and their people equipped with all of the modern conveniences they have taken from the federation. The majority of the planets, though, remains as it was.

The immigrant population is higher on Goa than it is on Marzan, but not as high as it is on the Federation Space Craft. Most immigrants are federation families who choose to live in the major Collectives. Some families also choose to live in more rural areas as well. The Marzai do not tend to live on the planet long, as the climate is inhospitable to them. If they do live there, the bring their own special lights to mimic the star Aria’s rays, so as to make up for lack of sunlight.

There has been some interbreeding between the Federals and the Goans. The success rate is relatively high, and most offspring are born looking simply like smaller, pale humans, often mistaken as albino. They also tend to resemble other Goans, but the prominence of these features depends entirely on genetics. There is about a thirty percent chance, however, that the child will be born blind, or without eyes altogether, both conditions for which nothing really can be done at the moment.

Marzan is, in contrast to Goa, a very arid planet. Most of the surface is dessert, the poles are capped with ice miles thick, and the only remotely pleasant portion of the planet where only the most hardy shrubs and grass can grow is a thin belt around the equator. There is no water on the surface of the planet, in fact, at first glance Marzan looks totally inhospitable, a brown nut pockmarked with spine-like mountains and valleys. There is, however, water under the surface of the planet, though the supply is extremely limited.

Marzan’s atmosphere is thin and dry. It rains once a year for a whole week in a downpour that causes flooding and a high death toll each year. Marzan is blisteringly hot during the day and brutally cold at night. The poles follow a similar pattern: brutally cold during the day and deadly at night. Nothing can survive a night on one of the poles of Marzan, no matter how prepared you are. It is a death sentence. Sand and Dust storms plague the planet as well.

Marzan’s most precious commodity is water. The people of Marzan fought for thousands of years over the liquid gold, though things have gotten better with steady trade with Goa and the Federation. Marzan’s true wealth is in their immense mineral reserves below the surface. The planet has every kind of metal, gem, ore, rock and stone you can think of and more, plus the technology to extract, refine and craft them. Marzan had spacecraft before the Federation arrived, enabling some trade with Goa, but with the adoption of certain Federation technologies business has boomed. The miners and smiths are the best in the Confederacy of planets. Also on the planet is an immense bowl shaped valley nicknamed “the Pit.” It is the Prison for the entire Confederacy and extremely high security. In the thousands of years it has been in use, less than thirty people have escaped.

On a planet where survival still remains the highest priority, there really are no great institutions of learning on Marzan. There are however some great technical schools. Also, there are no better fighters than the Marzai, and the Plateau of Orbach has become the most highly respected and commonly used training facility for any soldier, law enforcement. Or bounty hunter in the Confederacy of Planets.

The Marzai are a fierce people. They are on average a foot or so taller than a human counterpart, and humanoid in shape. Their bodies are thickly muscled and their bones are extremely hard, making a blow from one of the Marzai dangerous to a human and deadly to a Goan. They are admittedly slower than both of their counterpart races, but if their fists make contact, you are in very serious trouble.

Like the Goans, they possess three fingers and a thumb on each hand, but unlike the Goans, their nails are very much pronounced and talon like. On their feet they only have two toes, both taloned but one significantly larger than the other. Their mouths, too, are natural weapons, with very long and sharp canine teeth on both the top and bottom jaw.

Resources are rare on Marzan, making life difficult for the planet’s people, and food is nearly non-existent. As a result, the Marzai have evolved to have green skin, the chloroplasts within their cells allowing them to photosynthesize. They require literally nothing but water to survive, their stomach has become a sort of water holding sack, they no longer have a digestive track, and their bodies actually give off oxygen as a waste product, supplying the atmosphere of the planet. They do still, however, require additional oxygen than what each individual produces to function, and can die of asphyxiation.

Their flesh is also tougher than that of a human or a Goan, and totally hairless. Their eyes are almost always a very dark brown, and any other color is indicative of some very rare human genetics, as reproduction with a Goan is not possible.

Their skulls are more angular than a human or a Goan, and the same sharp features are displayed on their faces, though as with the other races the features of the females tend to be softer. Interestingly enough, however, a Marzai female will generally be a foot or so larger than her male Marzai counterpart, probably accounting for the matrilineal culture that has developed on Marzan.

The Marzai were and still are essentially a warlike people. They are very spread out and live in small, tight-knit nomadic groups based on kin. The larger, more permanent communities are near the mines, where cities and markets made of stone have developed, a result of increasing and strong trade with the Federation and Goa. Mostly though, the people wander, struggling to survive and continuing to be some of the toughest life forms out there.

A council of elders dictates the comings and goings of Goa for the most part, and though they did agree to join the Confederation, it was by a very small majority. Most of the backlash against the Confederacy of Planets comes from the nomadic tribes of Marzan, but no one is sure exactly how to deal with the problem or how to make them happy.

Few outsiders dwell on Marzan, simply because they cannot handle the harshness of the climate. Those who do tend to look battered and worn. All immigrants live in the larger cities, the largest community of Federals being in Khormesh, also home to the most productive mine on Marzan. Marriages or matings between Federals and the Marzai are uncommon but not unheard of. There is, however, an extremely high chance that the offspring will be born with a defect, including absolute mental or horrible physical disabilities. On the rare occasion a healthy child is born, they can have any of the characteristics of their parents, but always have to supplement their diet with actual food. Photosynthesis alone is never enough for them. They are also never as strong as a full-blooded Marzai, or as large.

The Federation Space Station is immense, roughly as big as Goa, which is the smaller of the two actual planets. The entire thing was originally made up of thousands of ships which all docked together. Since that time, Federal engineers have been busily working away, making the structure larger and more permanent. Most ships no longer have the ability to separate from the whole. The inside of the incredibly advanced technological structure is a maze of white surfaces and glass. It is so complicate that they have created a system where you plug your destination into a computer and a red line appears beneath your feet, taking you to where you wish to go. The Space Station has everything you can think of, even rooms that simulate Earth-that-was. Housing consists of apartments, with the size based on the number of family members. In general, however, quarters are very cramped, as there is a very high population to space available ratio. Overcrowding is currently the largest problem facing the station.

The entire space station is climate controlled. It is in a constant state of mildness, though if you prefer you can adjust the temperature of your housing unit to whatever temperature you desire.

The Federation specializes in technological production. This is where the finer technologies and spacecrafts are produced, as well as a good part of the Confederacy’s goods are processed. A good portion of the immigrant population moves to the Station for the copious manufacturing jobs.

The Federation is well known for academics, possessing the most highly ranked universities within the Confederacy. There schooling is intellectual as well as practical, some students choosing to specialize in languages from Earth-That-Was or Goan history or the Politics of Marzai. The finest institution is the Federal University for Higher Knowledge (or the Federal), but it is also the most expensive. K’mar College and Vallor University are much more reasonably priced and nearly as rigorous academically.

The population of the Station is by far the most diverse. There has been a great influx of both Goans and Marzai into the Federation, joining the Humans from Earth-that-was. Initially the Goans and Marzai formed communities of their own people within the Station, but in the past few hundred years great changes have been seen. Racial tension is no longer a public problem and the vast majority of neighborhoods, institutions, and businesses are very mixed. There is a level of total acceptance here that has yet to be achieved on either of the planets, though it is closer on Goa.

Still looking for talented, mature individuals to fill the roles of Doctor, Scientist, Head of Security, and Chef.

OOC: http://roleplayerguild.com/showthrea...185763-Eos-OOC

[Phoebas]

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[howler01]

I might take that Doctor spot....Still considering all of them, though.

[Semi Sentience]

I'll throw in my hand for the role of scientist, seeing as how Doctor has been more or less claimed.

[Phoebas]

Sounds great! Just head on in to the OOC for the CS, if your interested! Glad to have you aboard!

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[Phoebas]

Okay we are still in need of all the positions mentioned above as no one has submitted a CS. Come on guys! The game promises to be fun and we really need those slots filled ASAP!

[Mars SnR]

I would like the head of security