you are on a Small metallic space ship. full of luxurious carpets and a tray of equally luxurious food. outside you can see A blue ball known as earth Slowly fading away. their are many other people here with you, all reading the local newspaper or looking outside like a bunch of kids at a candy shop.
You always dreamed of going on a vacation, but due to the poverty state of Earth. the only place to get a decent Vacation was on a Space Station known as Aurora, used to be a Research facility now turned into a Space Resort. capable of spending a long amount of time without intervention from Earth, Aurora is by far, the best place to take a vacation at. removed completely from all distractions from Earth.
and then with a thud the Space Ship stops. you hear a female voice welcoming you Welcome to Aurora! as a Door opens revealing, well..Let's just say that it wasn't what you expected.
You are taking a vacation on a space station. Dead space happens
1 no smut. seriously keep it on the 1x1's 2 no mary sue's. or op character's. I'll be deciding what counts as Sueish. use this litmus test to see if your character is "Sueish" http://www.springhole.net/writing/marysue.htm 3 there will be blood 4 nothing that looks like it would be in a different RP (Ex: A Templar Crusader heck bent on purging all "Heresy") 5 no controlling other characters 6 I am the ruler of this here establishment. I am the law. 7 Use common sense seriously
You can either be a Employee or a visitor. Appearance: Name/Nickname:John Doe [ i]Scrapper[/i], [ b] 23[/b] Quote:insert witty quote here
Gender: Occupation (leave blank if your a visitor) Personality:
History: Inventory: Money: Other:
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2010: Hardware Company known as "Adware" is started up by a man named Warren Wilson
2017: Oil has almost completely ran out. Entire world baffled at what just happened. apparently scientist's miscalculated when they said oil will run out in 2040. in order to search for a new power source in a hurry Third world Countries begin to fight over the remnants of what oil they have left.
While First world countries turn to the star's for oil. however the economic backlash from this send's The world into a state of depression. almost twice as bad as the Great depression in the 1920's.
Nasa sends out Operation "Adeptus" which contain's a plan for colonizing Mar's in a attempt to find oil their.
The only way to be rich is to be apart of a megacorporation
2018: Most Government's in wartorn area's are either conquered and having their land's stripped of whatever resources they have left.
while Richer Countries begin to turn Uber-capitalist. with law's being enacted that give's megacorporation's more power. and that if 3/4 of a population belongs to a megacorporation. they may be voted in a Election.
Megacorporation known as Adware. Manage's to assume control of USA And Canada, and UK. however due to the fact that most people work for them, and are promised a better future. no one care's.
2020: NASA finishes Operation Adeptus. with a Mar's colony landing on Mar's and beginning to drill. however a Day later the entire Colony goes dark. until the next day when the Crew announce's that they found oil. and that 75% of Mar's underground is filled with oil.
2022: Traffic Booms across Mar's as Hundred's of other space ship's. (Some makeshift and outright dangerous to fly) land on Mar's with almost every poor war torn Country announcing peace toward's each other and starting up makeshift space organization's just to colonize mar's.
Adware announces that Mar's is Adware property and no one but them is allowed to drill their. but however no one listen's to them, and plenty of countries start banding together to form The "Mar's Alliance" to fight back against this. this soon devolve's into Petty Border Skirmishes. Adware build's a Space Station known as Aurora as Space Weaponary Research area.
2023: Research from Aurora send's Adware into a state of futuristic technology. basically think about the technology from Battle Star Galatica And Star Trek. Adware builds a Space Armada. however unlike most TV Show's These Space Ships are just used as Weapon platforms to fire at Earth and Mar's. their more like Sattlelights than Space Ships.
Adware uses these Space ship's Threaten the Alliance into Submission. which the Alliance Disband's itself. many Rogue cell's of the Alliance Break off on their own. but they do not last long as they are almost instantly nuked from orbit.
People now fear Adware. with land under Adware becoming Incredibly Rich and Aristocratic. with Executive Employees becoming Govenor's of small town's. people under Adware's support either Love's them Fanatically Or Hate's them with a passion. with towns becoming fractured between people's idealism.
But however Racism and Sexism and Transgenderism is almost gone. but with hate being focused on whoever loves Adware Or Hate's them. The Nickname for people who like Adware are "Pigs" and People who hate them are called "Traitor's"
Life outside of Adware has never escaped the Depression from 2018. with most countries entering a State of Fallout (the vidya game) without the Nuclear war. Adware had taken control of most of the Alliance Territory, but however Crime runs Rampet. with "Freedom Fighters" (Or Terrorists. depending on who you are) Attacking cities and killing Any member of Adware they can find. think of the Middle East right now. that's pretty much it.
2050: Most of the Conquered Alliance Territory as Calmed down a bit. with some area's becoming somewhat like Former USA And Canada. almost all Hatred towards Adware has disappeared. and Without anything else to Research Aurora turns into a Space Hotel. this is where our story take's place.
Background TL DR: Uh oh no oil. now the world is poor. Big Megacorporation known as Adware buy's USA and other countries. NASA Finds oil. everyone rushes to claim oil. Aurora is made by Adware for space war. Adware kicks competitions ass. Aurora is now a Space Hotel. Que Horror
@HipsterWould I be able to take a pick of an employee? I know it'll be a popular pick, but maybe a somewhat nervous and shakey personnel would make him more vulnerable and more likely to be killed, even if he was carrying a weapon?
Appearance:athletic/stocky build about mid length shaggy brown hair tattoos on his neck and across his chest that turn into sleeves down his arms a scar that runs across the bridge of his nose and a heavy five o'clock shadow. Name/Nickname Eugine O'Brien aka Ox
Quote: I ain't got time to bleed
Gender: M Occupation: engineer Personality: Mild mannered, dark sense of humor, relatively friendly, hates hearing girls cry
History: Eugine was hired out of the state's from the U.S. Engineers union to take on the Aurora project. He was more than willing after he seen the pay check was offered. He has no dependants back home to rely on him and his boxing career is at a stand still. He has been there since first launch and nothing could prepare him for what he was about to face. Inventory: Plasma Cutter, tool bag of various tools, his father's old war trench bowie knife and his engineer protective suit and gear, flares and medium first aid bag Money:4,600 Other:assorted comics and small crank radio
"The only things in life worth living for...is that little thought. The one that ensures that what I do saves many others...even with extreme costs."
Appearance:
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Occupation: Technological Support Staff [Assisting in repairs. Mainly placed in an enclosed Tech room that can handle telecommunications in and out of the station's ssectors. There are roughly 5 or these.]
Personality: A Nervous man with a stressful job. Things couldn't possibly be thr worst pairing ever. The job was selected with well though mainly because of hoe secluded and anti-social it could be. Though he has tremendous anxiety, knowledge and intellect are two things he excels in. Normally quite understanding for others within reason, his companionship and guidance serves quite the punch.
History: A nice, Scottish lad, he grew up as. Anxiety had always been a problem as a boy, studying in multiple educational facilities located in and outside of his home city, Glasgow. As the educational system had changed in the United Kingdon to suit individual jobs, Christopher was able to study heavily in Telecommunications, as well as taking numerous Technology handling practices. His family were of a simplr Upper-Middle Class, being more fortunate to avoid the dawn of poverty. After leaving home and education, passing his graduation with almost full-Flying Colours, Christopher went into being hired by a Company known as H.U.N.T. [Highland Unit in Navigation and Trasnmissions]. This was a semi-global producer of vehicle Navigation systems, as well as more in depth communication devices. After working on a project to create a flawless radar, radio and correction system, Christopher discovered his, as well as four other specialists in the same field [Jaundice - Scottish Female | Sharon - American Female | Frederick - Welsh Male | Vera - English Femalr], work was to be assigned to a new station...named the Aurora.
As the computing system was sent up, Christoper and his colleagues underwent intense Space training to provide them with the skills to cope, act and and realise any dangers in board. They were tested in using a Comfortable conversion of regular on-duty clothing and Short-term EVA exo-skeletal uniforms [As seen in image]. They provided a thin armouring layer for any layor that coulf absorb small impacts, designed for protection whilst in EVA Mode. Fitted with a screening system that linked to connected systems, their work could be limited to the smaller roles as their job. The real ways of communicating to other ships, inside the station and giving status reports were from the room assignment. Christopher spent only a shorter time than the other staff, as the training and equipment was so new, and has been known to br amongst the five capable of using the system. The stress, however, does not help with confidence. Only the nightmare will test the courage to survive...
Inventory: -Exo-Skeletal Attire [Usually in the corner of his Room] -Ear piecing [As in for telecommunications, not a stylish Pierce.] -Security Card - Lvl. 4 [Maybe the same as a Security Guard] -Attachable Metallic Pack [Basically a fixable, reinforced bag to attach to the attire] -A Standard Communication Flare Kit [Red - Critical Situation | Amber - Problems within fixable solutions | Green - Working Order | Purple - Alternative Signal, such as maybe check communications, test a device. All dependent on users instruction.] -Aurora Class Technician Clothing
Other: Talking to him can be difficult, and getting him to focus or braven up can really mess up the man's morale. Rarely a handgun is in the vicinity or use of Chris, though with his security level small-arms training is done as by compulsory training.
@LetMeDoStuff Too be honest I never thought of having a character. I was thinking of playing as any NPC's and generally Narrating what was going on. like a DND session.
Sorry I had a plan for the world this took place in. I got caught up in school work like always, sorry about the wait. expect further posts. that and I wanted to get a sense of the character's everyone was thinking of. so I could see what everyone was interested in.
