there isn't much to say about this other than we are starting our comedy adventure THROUGH SPACE!!! You will play as truly anyone you want, and do pretty much whatever you wish as we putter along in space with an over arching story that is so far above the characters you couldn't even spot it with... well your imagination! The setting is a spaceship with no real layout so feel free to build it as we explore, and SPACE!
you will really be a clone of your character making death a real and common outcome of many actions. You can allow your self to be killed at any time, and try to kill anyone at any time, and if things get tight... use the duck! it could be used to block a shot, blade, punch, as an anchor when being sucking into a low pressure area, the duck is the all purpose plot device capable of everything save for talking and being killed.
Just don't try to kill someone if they don't want to be killed. Only I and the duck can do that, and I will give you a heads up when you are next, but you can't tell anyone!
Standard RPGuild rules and whatever I say... which is not a lot unless you are being a real jerk.
Character Sheet Name: Description/picture: Race: How did you get here: Character sheets are open for you to post, build, make, import, copy (With user concent), paste, WHATEVER! (so long as it includes the above)
Hi, I'm Garry Priest and I just found a white pen... why is all our paper black? No seriously, the HMS LittleJ has white paper and black pens but OH NO WE NEED THE COFFEE MACHINE.
Name: You kidding me right now?
Age: This application doesn't have enough options for me, I chronologically identify as hydro-age and you will treat me with RESPECT DAMMIT!
Sex: Yes please. (It's funny because they're the same word)
Size
Role: Okay what? Why is my ink re- white? WHITE... red- oh fuck me sideways.
Okay, I think I fixed it OH FUCK OFF!
... We good? Great, I'm the janitor and I also make the coffee when the machine borks. Because technology hates us, and itself.
Appearance: I didn't know what to do for this, so I drew a horse.
Yay horses!
Skills: I can drink lemons. Like, whole... It's cooler if you see it for yourself... I hate limes though, I mean, who likes limes, they're only the only citrus fruit that tastes like garbage, and have you ever had a lime candy? Tastes like someone threw up a lemon that someone had drowned in your mom's bum. Why do they always end up in my mouth when I want a red one, the red ones are always the best, I mean, who doesn't like red candies, they're like the coolest especially whenYou eat them on a hot day and it turns out that they're strawberry and you're like WOAH andblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblahblah
Bi- No I'm still stuck on that candy thing, like who doesn
Bio(For real this time): Woah woah, I'm just a janitor, why do you care? You shit. Well, what I do know is that I'm a clone, and that the artificial aging may have had some unforeseen consequences on my psych- OH LOOK A WALL *Bash* THART RIT THEYRE IS A STEV AUSTN, NO WAIT, IT"S A DWAN THE RICK JUNSTON *Flop* SING ME ABOUT THE PRETTY SPACE RAINDEERS WHO EAT THE GARBAGE AND SAVE FRUITOPIA. NO MAMA, I DON'T BELIEVE IN THE MEDICAL BENEFITS OF STARS IN SPACE HELPING WITH THE GIANT ARTICHOKE.
But actually, here's his info.
Name: Garrison Priest (Call him Garry or he'll cut you)
Age: 6
Description: Garrison is eleven feet tall and five hundred pounds. He has fully black eyes. His scales are naturally green, but he adopts the skin color of a Caucasian male, these scales are also bio-luminescent when he can be bothered to use them. He has no external genitalia and thus walks around completely naked, much to the discomfort of everyone else due to his adopted human-esque appearance and skeletal frame. In his natural form he lacks a nose, but he wears a prosthetic to add to his human disguise. He has a tail as well, but he is able to lop it off with no threat to his body, and it grows back over the course of a day. He also wears fake cheeks to hide his sunken natural ones, and his mouth extending far further than it should. In human disguise, he fashions his appearance after a younger version of English actor Patrick Stewart, to an uncanny degree. It is unknown why he does this, when asked he stated "Make it so" and giggled to himself.
Race: Burgatinite
Personality: As he was raised by humans not aware of the speed of Burgatinite growth, Garrison was raised as a child for the majority of his life, as a result, he is incredibly immature and borderline worthless at actually holding a job, this may explain why he's a janitor. Despite this, when angered, he is incredibly dangerous due to his thick hide and sharp claws and teeth, and he is angered quite often by trivial matters.
How he got here: Garrison's egg was found in deep space in a Burgatinite escape pod, unable to find a home for the dangerous creature, the crew of the discovery ship shrugged and dropped the egg from orbit in an attempt to smash it. Fortunately for Garrison, his egg was both too thick for any damage to be done, and his terminal velocity was too low to be of any threat to the thick hide. Smacking into a man's head, the egg rolled through the country-side, choking a dog, turning off a man's wi-fi, and blowing up a mobile home. Adopted by a farm couple, Garrison ended up unemployed due to his eccentricities, deciding to sign up as a spacecraft janitor, Garrison got the job somehow.
@bluetommy2 Who is your character, what is his/her/its name, what is your character? Come to think of it, I am going to put up a basic that you all can expand upon.
Description: Jax is laughably short, at 5'4. His skin is deathly pale, and it often reminds someone of a corpse. He has green, sunken eyes, and deep bags underneath. He has a lean and fit body, due to him working out so much. However, he doesn't have many muscles. His dark red hair is short in all places except for his bangs, which he grows out, causing many people to call him an emo and or a goth.
Race: Human
Personality: Jax is very dark and brooding, often suggesting a quick and brutal approach to problems. He typically looks out for number one, and would easily sacrifice his friends to keep himself alive.
How did he get here: Jax was disowned from his parents at five, and was thrown onto a spaceship. He earned his keep, and eventually learned how to do many things on a ship, though he mostly excelled at piloting. He moved from ship to ship, advancing the ranks. He somehow got dumped here. Well, he'll just impress everyone like he usually does.
Theme: Sympathy For The Devil, By The Rolling Stones.
@bluetommy2 I like it, and being that tall will provide many an opportunity for laughs. The only areas you can stand full would be the galley, the cargo hold, and certain places in engineering. XD
Name: Nomad Age: A couple of hours (or trillions of years, depending on how you look at it) Appearence Race: Akhir Sex: Genderless, but for most purposes male (his apppearence is male and male pronouns are used for him) Personality: Nomad loves sharp suits. He has an obsession. He is intelligent, but detached - he thinks in the long term, and sees life mathematically, as a resource rather than as a necessity. In other words, during a battle he'd be willing to lose thousands if it meant an overall victory in the long run. He has very little empathy, unless the person he is empathising with has an obsession with shapr suits. Did I mention he likes sharp suits? How he got here: The Akhir are a race of god-like creatures that control the fate of the universe. They are immensely good at micro-management, as you might expect. Nomad got bored. That was literally it. He removed all his memories except a new name for himself, built a body and dropped himself into cargo hold D. He had the power and capabilities that most people would sell their soul for, and he abandoned it practically on a whim. So far, he hasn't really got a job, but once the rest of the crew find him he'll come up with something.
In case people are a bit confused, the RP is open for play. All you need to do is start you clone waking in the Med-bay. The ship has no blueprints so it is constructed as we explore it... It is the only thing that has to make sense in this game, along with physics (The rooms don't change when you walk back into them... yet.) Don't forget to have fun!
