Tentative interest check for a sci-fi rebellion RP set during the 'Wild West' of space exploration with ten of us as characters on a ship called The Medusa. Weapon technology is similar to today's - no lasers - and there is a group of people who can use psychic abilities called Psyches (though only about two will be allowed in the RP). High casual, character sheets will be accepted on merit.
More information will be available in the OOC, which is fully written and ready to post if about four or five people post here!
The year is 2600 and the galaxy's going bust, son. War's expensive, and not only in lives – nobody makes any dosh out here in the back and beyond of outer space. Y'know, we need a good bit of elbow-grease and a few smart-talking cowboys like yourself out on the front lines.
What's that? You don't want to go? Tough. You've been conscripted. Welcome to the rebellion.
July 20, 1969 – the day when Neil Armstrong took the first step for mankind into the great beyond. Humanity didn't falter, didn't forget about expanding and exploring the universe after we had touched the moon with our fingertips. Space programs had billions funnelled into them and, by the end of the 21st century, we had a colony on the moon and had manned expeditions to every planet in our system. (Even Pluto.)
A time of relatively peaceful expansion occurred, save for a few skirmishes between the Lunatics (the first moon-born colonists) and Martians (Mars-born extremists). When the first long-distance spacecrafts were developed, able to travel at faster than light speeds to far away systems, the quest to dominate space began for every civilisation. About this time, a possible candidate for Earth 2.0 was discovered and all efforts to colonise the universe began to follow a straight line – a space highway, if you will.
Civil war was rampant in the furthest systems where the “long arm of the law” couldn't reach. Eventually, poor living conditions forced the innocent civilians of these sizable colonies to rebel, and so began the First Great Space War in 2523. Nearly eighty years later, and all we have to show for it are a few failed peace treaties between the Defective Alliance and the United Nations of Earth and Sol and a disgusting number of casualties.
That's where you come in. The Defective Alliance have been carefully putting out word to talented individuals about a heroic, long-term mission... promising great wealth and other rewards at the end. Interested parties are to meet in the capital of Sycamore, the first fully terraformed planet on the edge of space and coincidentally the hub for the uprising.
Vive la revolution... or something like that.
