[OOC] See you space samurai... A Space Opera

[Lucky]

Absolutely loving reading all of the submissions, even if I don't make it through lol. What an eccentric cast.

[mickilennial]

Mostly finished conceptualizing. Not a big fan of competing in such a stacked game but I've got an itch and it must be scratched.

[KillamriX88]

Need Somethin' Blown Up?

Kelan

Kelan Armati

'Hawkeye – Demon Machine – You Insane Bastard'

Core Details

Name: Kelan 'Oh Fuck It's Him' Armati
Age:Stopped counting around 80 but it's probably not triple digits yet.
Gender:Mail
Species:Human-Cyborg

Crew Skills & Equipment

Equipment & Augments:

• Nearly his entire body is cybernetic at this point. Even much of his head. Maybe about half of his torso and the relevant parts of his nervous system are all that remains. While his face mostly appears human and is not necessarily cybernetic, it is largely synthetic. He is at best maybe 20-30% biological. He's lost track. The cybernetics are rather high output and durable, but are otherwise quite simple. It is all these cybernetics and synthetic parts that have allowed him to all but stop aging and continue fighting at full capacity even at his age. Also, all these parts help him connect to his exo-suit...
• X2E9 “Belial” Mechanized Exoskeleton – An aging, experimental combat exo-suit that Kelan has been in possession of for many years. It’s a shadow of its former self at this point, but still brutally powerful in terms of raw strength. It is powered by a micro aura-reactor that to this day hasn't been truly surpassed despite being decades old. At this point, it puts out more power than the degrading suit around it can actually handle.
  
  X2E9

  
  
  
  Exosuit Components

  ◦ Plasma repeater – Defunct
  ◦ Twin arm mounted auto-cannons – Defunct
  ◦ Missile pod – Defunct
  ◦ Micro-missiles – Nope
  ◦ Arc projector – Fried
  ◦ VLM – Fragged
  ◦ Mortar Attachment – Wrecked
  ◦ Long range radar – Toast
  ◦ Particle Disruptor – Disrupted
  ◦ Night-vision – Sometimes
  ◦ High-Output Laser – Put Out
  ◦ Flechette Launcher – Scrapped
  ◦ HF Blades – Shattered
  ◦ Bomblet Rack – Caved-in
  ◦ Cluster Munitions – Cluster Effed
  ◦ Flares – Removed then lost
  ◦ Multipurpose Shoulder-Mounted Cannon Mk. 1 – Oops
  ◦ Multipurpose Shoulder-Mounted Cannon Mk. 2 – Actually a downgrade, it can rotate between two modes, rather than the Mk. 1’s three. A sniper cannon and an impact grenade. Basically the only integrated weapon currently functioning.
• XEGA-88 - Kelan's primary weapon. A medium-large, handheld, electromagnetic rotary cannon. An individual of average human strength and proportions could hold it, but firing it would likely lead to various injuries or at least total loss of control of the weapon. Kelan's augments allow him to fire it from the hip even without the Belial. It has various firing modes and a utility launcher. It also has the ability to basically eat any objects made of ferrous metal and turn them into more ammo.
  
  When Absolutely Need More Dakka

  
• XOC-1 Hellseed AKA "The Pod" - A drop pod for the Belial that can survive atmospheric entry if needed. The pod is so robust that it could, in theory, be used for kinetic orbital bombardment. Presumably the occupant could even survive such an act... so long as the occupant is Kelan or someone similarly durable.
• P0P-G - A non-human specie's attempt at building a pistol for the Vangarian empires mechanized infantry. In many ways a work of art, but only 10 were ever made before the contract was officially lost. It was prohibitively expensive and the recoil would turn most humanoid race's wrists and/or forearms into powder. Kelan does not have this problem and it's his go to weapon when outside of the Belial.
  
  P0P-Goes Their Heads

  

Skills & Abilities:

• Says he can shoot the wings off a mosquito from half-a-mile while falling, upside down, at terminal velocity. It’s probably BS, but the truth isn’t terribly far off.
• Has solid, but highly specialized mechanical knowledge. He can’t rebuild a ship engine, but he can make a gun out of scraps and tune up his suit and limbs enough to keep them running. Can probably weld just about anything back together as long as it doesn’t need to be pretty.
• Can crash a ship with the best of ‘em.
• Doing unfathomably stupid shit and somehow surviving.

Crew Details

Personality:
Kelan is very straightforward, but a bit of a glory hog. He lives for shock and awe. A psychologist would have a field day, or a nervous breakdown, trying to unravel him, but on the surface it's very simple. If you're his friend you'll be treated like family and regaled with endless, over the top and exaggerated stories. You won't be bored, but he can to be exhausting to be around after a time.

If you're his enemy, he's ruthless. The only mercy afforded will be a quick death. He can go from one to the other at the flip of a switch. He can put a bullet in someone before a smile even fades from telling a joke. Some find it unsettling...

History:
He was a soldier. He got blown up. The military wouldn't spring for the good stuff to put him back together so he "donated" himself to science. He was rebuilt and allowed to pilot the experimental Belial exo-suit in order to gather combat data for future improvements.

One day, after a round of upgrades, he was sent on a rather peculiar assignment. Some sort of terrorist or pirate group was assaulting a deep-space station. Kelan boarded the station was effectively walked over most of the attackers, but the small station was otherwise eerily quiet.

That was when he found his true opponent. It was some sort of hive creature, capable of reforming its body at will or when he shot it. It seemed furious at his mere presence, even before he'd actually begun shooting it. He did not know what it was or why such lowly scum had it in their presence.

The alien creatures strength and resilience caused the fight to drag on, and the damage to the station, and his suit, was beginning to add up. Finally, as the station was crumbling around them, the creature seemed to have lost the energy to put itself back together, but so too was the Belial in a critical state.

Kelan exited the suit, the life-support system having failed. As he gasped for breath and tried to think of a way out, he heard the suit he'd just left begin to move. The creature had crawled its way inside and possessed it like some sort of demon. However, as it leveled its weapons at Kelan... it did not fire. It could not fire. It had possessed the machinery, but could not override the computerized safeties that were linked to Kelan and only Kelan.

Before the fight could turn physical, both of them felt the station shudder as the main reactor began to melt down. Kelan could not survive in space without his suit, and the creature even with the suit would be stranded in deep space for effectively eternity. Their only hope was getting to the nearest docked ship, forming an uneasy truce between them.

The truce of course ended the moment they made it onto Kelan's ship and the creature attempted to betray him... only to find it could not remove itself from the suit. Its being had become affectively fused to the Aura reactor and to forcibly remove itself would be fatal. The suit itself was too bulky to fly the ship.

Kelan, having seen such a betrayal coming, wasn't even mad. He found this turn of events so ridiculous as to be hilarious. This was also when he learned that the creature had been Kelan's objective all along. It had been created by the same man who'd built the Belial. It had been a sort of hive-mind, but it's hive had been whittled away and replaced by nano-technology, trying to create a machine hive controlled by a sentient mind.

Kelan had no issues with killing, but he had always felt he'd known who and why. He didn't like being an unwitting executioner. He wondered what hidden objectives he'd already accomplished for the man in the past. This left them in an awkward place. The creature was stuck in the suit, and the suit could not operate properly without Kelan.

Meanwhile Kelan now had nowhere to go.

And so was born the duo that would go on to carve a bloody swathe through the outer edges of the galaxy. In a way, both sought freedom. Freedom from the suit, from each other, and from the past...

Quirk:
Has a tendency to become eerily still and stare off into nothing when left alone.

Turmoil:
He has made innumerable enemies over the years, and left innumerable more in heaps of bloody ash. He is simply tired of running on his own. He was a soldier once, and a single soldier does not a unit make.

He also has a very grumpy alien living in his suit...

So, when he stumbled across the Guernica and the few poor souls trying to get by aboard it, he offered his services for a steal. His own ship had long since been abandoned to cover his tracks, he didn't trust public transit with his gear, and he'd been forced to shoot one too many privateers just trying to get himself from A to B. It proved to be a good fit and he's long since stopped charging them, now seeing it as his home even if he hasn't said as much aloud.

If you see any ugly repair jobs on the ship, that was him before they found a proper engineer -- a moment everyone was grateful for. Kelan still gets some complaints about the really bad ones. He just insists that it keeps the air in the ship where it belongs.

NPC Crew Sheet

Echo

'Pal - Devil on the Right'

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Name: Echo - 'Devil'
Age:Post-Experiment: 46 Pre-Experiment: 2
Gender:Abomination/He
Species:Nano-Horror/Jajinur

About:
Formerly part of a species of colony creatures, his colony was taken away from their home-world. The colony was slowly torn apart, piece by piece, attempting to integrate a single unit into a new mechanical colony. Their captor was convinced that traditional AI couldn't fully replicate the capabilities of a true hivemind. In the end, he was right. "Echo" was successfully integrated into a swarm of nano-fluid that came under his control. He then used his newfound power to escape.

However, surrounded by the nanites as he was, he still felt alone. He could command it, but not call to. It was a new, terrifying feeling -- to perceive the world, to conceptualize, on his own. He screamed silently into emptiness -- alone. He only heard himself.

In time, his desperate cries turned to those of fury.

[vietmyke]

Hey everyone! For the sake of my sanity and a fair shot for everyone, I think it's best if I close this thread to any further interest- If you have not already reached out to me privately or expressed interest in the threads, this rp is now closed!

[Nightknight]

Can I still post my submission or has that ship sailed? I mentioned wanting to join earlier. Also, Holy there are a lot of submissions.

[mickilennial]

Can I still post my submission or has that ship sailed? I mentioned wanting to join earlier. Also, Holy there are a lot of submissions.

@Nightknight

Competition makes adults out of children. :3

[Mistress Dizzy]

Yeah. You got in before the door was locked, so to speak. I'm in the same boat.@Nightknight

[Nightknight]

Blue

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Full Name: Aravinda Akasa

'Nicknames or Alias (if applicable): Azul, Azure, Blue, Justice,

Sapphire '

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Core Details

Name:

Given 'Alias' Name:Blue
Age:27
Gender:Male
Species: Augmented Human

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Who are you?

Blue stands at 177cm, with a lean yet toned build, with raven black hair cut in pageboy style that he has

dyed a dark blue. His skin is a pale metallic white, and his face is that of a handsome pretty boy. His mechanical eyes

are brown with 4 thin lines crossing his sclera and converging on his pupils, following them as they move. He wears

shades. Tattoos in the form of two black lines run down from the bottom of his eyes to the bottom of his neck, ending in a

small upward facing triangle. He wears glossy black lipstick. He wears a color changing cloak (Defaults to a sky blue)

with a high collar that often covers up his mouth, underneath which he wears a navy blue trenchcoat and similarly colored

silk kurta embroidered with lotuses. He wears black rubber gloves. He wears midnight blue tactical cargo trousers and

combat boots. Due to cybernetic implants he change his hair and eye colors at will.

Blue's chiseled, musuclar looking metallic sapphire colored cybernetic arms, shoulders and legs are on full display,

portraying he is augmentated. While he does hide weapons beneath his clothing, he isn't afraid to walk around packing some

serious heat, hoping to discourage would be aggressors. He is often seen carrying a katana and wakizashi at his side

(amongst other weapons), and sometimes resembles a walkng armory, and on his back he carries one of his favorite weapons,

a portable rail gun.

He is often reclusive or quiet, having a stoic temperment wich can vary from calm and collected, to cold and calculating,

though he doesn't like to give too much emotion away, contrasting how big, flashy and imposing he and his cybernetics are.

In the heat of battle though, if his is not a cold and ruthless fury, his rage is nucluear.

Blue does not have the best social skills, prefering to focus on his work. While he is slow to trust, he is fierecly loyal

to those whom he would call friend and would do almost anything for them. Honour and loyalty are both very high virtues

for him, and he considers himself religious. While he comes across as distant and aloof, he really does care for the

people around him. He is very Kuudere.

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What do you bring to the table?

First and foremost, Blue is an excellent pilot, having received years of formal military training while he was a part of

the Vangarian Space Defense force on his homeworld, and it is behind the helm of a voidcraft where he feels the most at

home.
Blue has also replaced three forths of his body with state of the art cybernetics, including amputating his own arms and

legs. He is built like a tank, and is almost as durable as one, capable of taking an insanse amount of punishment and keep

on going. His mechanical body grants him great amounts of strength, able to lift and weild heavy weapons with ease that

most non-augmented humans would struggle to hold. His body also has respectle joint flexibilty and speed, and can jump

good.

Blue's neuro-link systems can also to a limited extant "link up" with a ship's computer directly, allowing him to control

the ship's internal systems and manuveur the ship with speed and finesse. His cybernetic eyes grant him increased zoom in

and high resolution functions.

Blue is skilled in a wide variety weapons, from plasma pistols, to ballistic rifles, to archaic melee weapons, though he

has a particular liking for heavy weapons. His eyes and neurolink can also link to some weapons, greatly increasing

accuracy. The weapons he most commonly carries are a plasma pistol, a heavy hand cannon revolver, vibroblade katana and

wakizashi, and his personal favorite, a portable railgun. The railgun uses magnets to fire projectiles at incredibly high

speeds, packing a tremendous punch and great armor penetration. There are several drawbacks to this weapon though. The

railgun has an extremely long reload cycle, and the recoil is massive enough to shatter an average person's arm, greatly

reducing accuracy even when properly braced, making the weapon impractical in some firefights, close quarters combat, and

against agile or numerous foes.

Blue has retractable diamond tiped claws on his hands and feet as well as arm and leg blades, meaning he is almost never

without a weapon.

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What's your problem?

Blue is ex-military, having formerly served as part of the Planetary Space Defense forces on his homeworld,

the tropical Vangarian Imperial world of Nimitz 55. Blue came from a long family line of prestigious military members who

had served the Vangarian Empire with loyalty and devotion, thus Blue desired to follow in their footsteps and join the

Void Navy. Blue grew disillushioned with the Empire has it strayed from the virtues it once proclaimed and corporatist

greed slowly corrupted the world's political and military elites.

After serving the bare minimum deployment service time, he left the military and his homeworld and took on the job of a

wandering freelance mercenary under the moniker of Justice, much to the chagrin of his family. He took up all sorts of odd-jobs but tried to support

causes he thought were noble or idealistic. This often put him at odds with various criminal gangs, corrupt corporations

and even the Vangarian Empire he once fought for. Due to the mounting number of enemies combined with his wanderlust, he

rarely stayed anywhere for long and was constantly jumping from planet to planet.

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Life in the crew

How did your character find their way onto the Guernica?

How long have they been part of the crew? What (if anything) do they do around the ship? The way Blue found his

way onto the Guernica was simple, he wanted to keep working, wanted to see the stars while he was it and maybe if he was

lucky make some friends along the way. He wanted to work alongside other noble warriors who fought for higher ideals and

helping others, not just for coin, not that he hated coin, a man's got to eat and his cybernetics are expensive. Blue has only been on the Guernica for about 6 months, being relatively new. After Jackal

stepped down from helm, Blue begged him to pilot the Guernica since she was such a beautiful ship.

Blue spends most of his time behind the helm, steering and keeping the ship on a steady yet smooth cruising speed, for he was in no rush to appreciate all the vistas the galaxy had to offer. Blue periodically gets up to clean and perform routine check ups on the Guernica, making sure she is always running at peak performance. While his knowledge on maintaining and repairing voidcraft is limited, he offers help in whatever way he can to those who do know how to. On the rare occasions he is not driving or inspecting every nook and cranny on the ship, he is training with various weapons to make sure he can still fight when needed to. He doesn't spend too much time socializing with others, preferring to focus on the tasks before him, though he nevertheless appreciates the company of his shipmates even if he doesn't always admit it.

[Nightknight]

I don't know why my hider isn't working.

[Bugman]

I don't know why my hider isn't working.

@Nightknight

You have an unclosed h3 tag beginning at "what do you bring to the table"

[mickilennial]

Because there's a broken H3 tag by the looks of it.

[Nightknight]

@TGM@Bugman Thank you. 😊

[psych0pomp]

Competition makes adults out of children. :3

@TGM

Iunno. When faced with competition, I made Miles Edgeworth in space. I think it may have done the opposite for me.

[Vertigo]

Hrm, I only expressed interest in the form of a thumbs up in the interest check, so that might count me out? If it turns out there is space (heh) though, whether now or later, lmk!

[PerfectThought]

Oh the blessing and the curse of such a good RP. Everyone wants in, but not everyone can make it in :(

At least the plus side is that everyone brings their A game. Thses submissions are really cool. B)

[mickilennial]

Oh the blessing and the curse of such a good RP. Everyone wants in, but not everyone can make it in :(

At least the plus side is that everyone brings their A game. Thses submissions are really cool. B)

@PerfectThought

and then you have people like me and @psych0pomp who were way too fussy with their coding and aesthetic-based formatting!

[canaryrose]

Hrm, I only expressed interest in the form of a thumbs up in the interest check, so that might count me out? If it turns out there is space (heh) though, whether now or later, lmk!

@Vertigo

I think that counts! Can’t hurt to try.

[Expendable]

Oh the blessing and the curse of such a good RP. Everyone wants in, but not everyone can make it in :(

At least the plus side is that everyone brings their A game. Thses submissions are really cool. B)

@PerfectThought

Well, this is supposed to be a rag-tag sort of group. Any elite-type would be quickly snatched up by elite groups, so I like that we're to be flawed. Flaws mean you have to work harder.

NOTE: often when I play mute characters, some telepath shows up offering to translate. A few of my more unusual characters would induce headaches. Seven will do it by slamming the telepath into the nearest stationary object. Her head is not a peep show.

[Mistress Dizzy]

@Nightknight Your spacing's doing something really weird. Did you edit on mobile then post to guild?

[Nightknight]

@Mistress Dizzy Yes, i also copy and pasted from Notepad.