[h1][color=ff7f00][center]How far will you run from your problems?[/center][/color][/h1]


[indent]There's no doubt, everything is in space. You'll come across something you don't like eventually. The question is, will you face your problems head on? or run from them for as long as you can?[/indent]


A clan of pirates, known throughout the galaxy as the 108 Stars, has put their fingers in nearly every pot. The 108 becoming a nearly household name, only intended to be whispered to an uncle in the backroom of a basement. Their aggression and ruthless tactics let them bully their way in and clamp down on their current victim. This goes without saying, the wake of people dealing with the collateral are often filled with revenge, but none have yet to achieve it. Some even succumb and lay their legion with the 108; If you can't beat 'em, join 'em. 

[h3][color=00E89F][center]Galactic Renaissance[/center][/color][/h3]


[indent]Here, we will find a small group of individuals who have found common ground, or at least a use for one another. Could be simple drifter colonists trying to find a new home; or even a pair of smugglers running from the next job, to the next, to the next. Regardless the background or credo, our group has found binds and relationships that brought them together.[/indent] 

[indent]The reality of this realm being a rough one. Although the stars are full of light, life, and beauty; the duality of existence dictates the underbelly of such beauty must exist. An underbelly that is no stranger to trafficking, slavery, extortion, and the common dealings associated with such underhanded trades.[/indent] 

[indent]Our captain has clawed and fought his way out of this underworld, and now seeks something a little more legitimate to round out his final years. Once an involuntary pawn of destruction, He found a way out and took it. Now, with a small ship under his employ, he hopes to fill the empty quarters with a few more crew, maybe even amass a small fleet.[/indent]

[indent]This is where our crew comes in. A random tangle of weirdos, pulled from the cosmic dust. Much like the days of old, if a captain needed a crew (and not the attention of any governing alphabet body) Where would they go to find a crew? What is your motivation? What makes you want to travel the stars? is it revenge? seeking knowledge, or some kind of treasure? The answer is more obvious than Jizz being blasted out on stage by the band.[/indent]

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[*] 18+ ONLY
[*] Group max of 5
[*] No minimum post req. (But be warned, lack of content will result in lack of story.)
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    [*] There will be peril
    [*] There will be death
    [*] If you don't make the cut, there is no participation trophy. Tough.
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[indent]Make a basic character sheet and submit it for review.[/indent]
[hider]I'm not going to make it for you. But here's an example.[/hider]
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Name:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Species:
Hair/Fur color:
Eye color:
Unique marks:
Background:
Equipment:
Character Pic:
(Add whatever else you want.)