[OOC] Andreemea: Brighter Tomorrows

[Nytefall]

@ImportantNobody I like the number seven. Changed it

[FacePunch]

Finished Y00-17's biography. It isn't very long, but I modeled it after everyone else's because I'm a sheep.

[ImportantNobody]

After work I'll edit in the posted characters to the first post to show newcomers what positions are taken. I'll also see if I have any important commentary on them.

Grav ball will be like a child's game to my sport! Your's will actually e a variation of it.

[CitrusArms]

Grav Ball was inspired by Rocket League. That's a fun game.

[Bainshie]

Hey, been looking at this and sounds interesting.

Got an idea for a character, has no idea about all this space stuff (Think 1800's level of knowledge and civilization). Either ends up accidentally stowing away on either this ship, or on one the crew end up visiting.

Obviously slightly out of the ordinary, so if you don't wanna work it in that's cool.

[Nytefall]

@ImportantNobody Is it like the one in dead space?

[ImportantNobody]

Hey, been looking at this and sounds interesting.

Got an idea for a character, has no idea about all this space stuff (Think 1800's level of knowledge and civilization). Either ends up accidentally stowing away on either this ship, or on one the crew end up visiting.

Obviously slightly out of the ordinary, so if you don't wanna work it in that's cool.

@Bainshie

That could work.

@ImportantNobody Is it like the one in dead space?

@Nytefall

they have sports in dead space? Or are we on a different topic?

My sport has the goal in the middle, only one ball in most cases, and different rules such as they can shoot while moving. The floating using the same technology I came up with flying cars called space anchors. Think of them like energy bungee chords that can keep objects on track like a railway. That way inexperienced or evil drivers don't fly their car wildly around and smash into a building. Flying cars not using the space anchors in any UNT planet is forbidden without special privileges. This frees up military vessels and high important people to fly around unimpeeded. In the sport it doesn't restrict movement, just supports them.

[Nytefall]

@ImportantNobody Yeah check it out http://deadspace.wikia.com/wiki/Z-Ball

[ImportantNobody]

Name: Starla Stratos

@CirusArvennicus

Accepted.

Name: Msaliti “CG -145”
Appearance: Msaliti stands well over six feet tall and looks down on most races average heights.

Understand most languages

@Nytefall

Accepted, but here's some petty nitpicks. Six feet isn't that big, but how much is well over six feet? There likely are indeed more races shorter than humans than taller. I was planning on a giant race at one point. Still might do it sometime in the near future.

For understand most languages, you mean after learning them, I'm assuming? His brain likely wouldn't have millions or billions of languages in it.

Name:
Y00-17 or 'Metalhead'

Age:
10 (Since activation)

Metalhead was built to be fiercely loyal to the Faera people; his loyalty emanates to his new crew and associates as well.

via a Universal Serial Bus cable

Y00-17 is a not a unique machine. He is one of tens of thousands of Multi-purpose Naval Droids designed and built by the Faera.

During a battle with one of UNT's primary rivals in the north

Metalhead spent the next two years hopping from command to command, causing trouble for every Faerin commander he was put under. Y00-17 didn't see himself in the wrong; he did only as he was programmed to do. But certain actions he took in the name of his higher code hindered the Fleet's progress overall. Eventually Metalhead was honorably discharged when he took a hard line stance against a particularly corrupt captain's breaking of intergalactic law. Instead of allowing Y00-17 to take these recorded events to Command, the captain blackmailed Y00-17 into willing leaving the military.

@FacePunch

Character accepted.

By loyalty to Faera, I'd assume the ones loyal to the queen. Other faera could be equally an enemy to them as any other race.

Interesting. Both him and Msalti are 10 years old.

Ah, now I know the fancy name for a USB. While I doubt they'd use exactly a USB, but a human could easily say, "that's a USB" and they'd understand how to work it.

More minor nitpicks. What you say is technically correct, but saying "tens of thousands" makes it seem like a lot, when it's actually not that many, all things considered. Nobody would comprise a huge amount of AI in their military in case something goes wrong with them like the Virous attack long ago. That being said, that stated number will probably be around the most active at any given moment, mostly in the more deep space but some could go elsewhere like your guys.

I'm thinking the Faera's primary rival up there could be some sort of a large slug, like 7 feet tall or so, and has magical powers and maybe freeze breath or neurotoxin or something. Would make sense to send your guy to fight them in that case, as they don't have brains to target. Another idea for a rival of theirs is ones that only go up to their hips and are kind of like hedgehogs.

Judging by his backstory it seems like the Faera are getting more aggressive in their expansion again, which is sort of what I had in mind already. Maybe there's a power hungry admiral who was the captain who blackmailed Y00. She's an evil genius.

Name: Zhaelara
Appearance:

Physicality

Facial Features beneath Flesh-Mask

(Just a bit more purple)

Deemed too dangerous to be stored in a single location, each member of the Narugoz was placed in a separate cell, with Zhaelara being forced into custody aboard the Exeralune.

@Kingfisher

Does her horns and stuff get hidden somehow?

Her stay on the Exeralune was most likely meant to be a temporary thing as they relocate her to some other planet on their route, but things will go wrong before that can happen.

Character accepted.

Name: Hes called Vordak. His real name is unpronounceable to others.

@Lord Zee

Accepted. Interesting how he looks more human than most Cyturn, which could symbolize his personality of gaining more humanity, I suppose.

Should we plan out a good time for her crystal to hatch?

@CirusArvennicus

Any time you feel is right.

[FacePunch]

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Character accepted.

By loyalty to Faera, I'd assume the ones loyal to the queen. Other faera could be equally an enemy to them as any other race.

Interesting. Both him and Msalti are 10 years old.

Ah, now I know the fancy name for a USB. While I doubt they'd use exactly a USB, but a human could easily say, "that's a USB" and they'd understand how to work it.

More minor nitpicks. What you say is technically correct, but saying "tens of thousands" makes it seem like a lot, when it's actually not that many, all things considered. Nobody would comprise a huge amount of AI in their military in case something goes wrong with them like the Virous attack long ago. That being said, that stated number will probably be around the most active at any given moment, mostly in the more deep space but some could go elsewhere like your guys.

I'm thinking the Faera's primary rival up there could be some sort of a large slug, like 7 feet tall or so, and has magical powers and maybe freeze breath or neurotoxin or something. Would make sense to send your guy to fight them in that case, as they don't have brains to target. Another idea for a rival of theirs is ones that only go up to their hips and are kind of like hedgehogs.

Judging by his backstory it seems like the Faera are getting more aggressive in their expansion again, which is sort of what I had in mind already. Maybe there's a power hungry admiral who was the captain who blackmailed Y00. She's an evil genius.

@ImportantNobody

Yeah, that's pretty much what I meant. Though it would be interesting if Y00-17 had been programmed to be more loyal to the idea of the Matriarchy, and not the actual matriarch herself. Sort of like how most first world armies (apparently there's no plural for military) IRL are loyal to their countries constitutions and not the leaders as people; people can be corrupted and changed. But ideals are eternal.

Its the general idea of a USB, and not the specific technology used today. It'd be similar to the IG line of products in that the cable is standardized across all platforms for convenience's sake.

That was actually what I had in mind. He's not unique in the fact that many more entities like him exist. But droids are not very common at all compared to the number of organics.

The slugs sound more interesting, in my opinion; that would also give more reason for the Matriarchy for creating combat AIs such as Y00-17. Although the idea of fighting an entire alien race like Sonic humors me.

Sounds good to me. Glad I didn't do anything that goes against what you already have planned.

[ImportantNobody]

The slugs sound more interesting, in my opinion; that would also give more reason for the Matriarchy for creating combat AIs such as Y00-17. Although the idea of fighting an entire alien race like Sonic humors me.

@FacePunch

The slugs developed a program that shut down a lot of the AI so only Y00 got out of the war just in time. The slugs aren't fat or slow but instead look majestic.

They don't look like sonic, being more like realistic humanoid hedgehogs. They could be a rival but not the main one. The slugs are a major threat. Oh yeah, and the GAN empire has a super powerful cactus race that was a major threat long ago when the two factions were fighting, but luckily they are currently at peace.

[Nytefall]

@ImportantNobody I'll just edit it in I meant he understands common languages spoken He cant actually speak any of them

[ImportantNobody]

Do you guys think it would be too creepy to have my most common four legged UNT race also have arms?

[Bainshie]

Ok, here's my submission.

Scree - Anarti

Name: Scree
Age: 19 (Middle aged, about 40 odd in human terms)
Gender: Male.
Race: Anarti.

The Anarti

To understand the Anarti, you have to know only two things, magic and pheromones. The Anarti learn from a very young age the ability to telepathically communicate with each other. The concept of magic is not one known yet the species, magiwaves undiscovered, and the knowledge behind the strange pattern that had evolved over time - allowing this feat to be so is a mystery. To them, it's as "magical" as the ability to convert undulations of waves in the air into sound.

The rare females of the species also discreet a unique pheromone, one that clouds the minds of near by males and places them into a mentally malleable state, simply following basically anything suggested by the female in question, as well as blocking any other females from doing the same.

These means in their 'natural' state, the Anarti are made up of many hives, each ran by one female the males befuddlingly following every wish and command of the voice in their head. These hive would fight, rise and fall in time, over and over. That was until the 'unification' 800 years ago. Ischarli was her name, an she introduced the idea of free will, an idea that was extraordinarily successful. The Anarti had never been stupid, building giant underground homes and minor technology, yet being allowed to think for the first time allowed her hive to expand and encompass every other in a matter of years, until only hers remained in the known world.

This however had a curious effect, one of the few species in which freedom of thought and action was considered a privilege, a gift. Each Anarti considers themselves a part of many "Hives within Hives", leading up to the entire species as a whole. To aid these with your gift of free will was well looked upon, to waste this was disdainful, and to hurt those around you had the shame of having this gift taken away. This also lead to a major curiosity and a growth of knowledge. The more you learned, the more you could help. Self preservation very often takes a back seat to uncovering the unknown, with very many a enthusiastic Anarti falling prey to many of the unknown dangers their planet held. This also expanded their civilization immensely, speeding forwards into the grip of an industrial revolution at the current date, and covering over half their planet.

The wars of hives long behind them, the Anarti do still retain a lot of their old traits. Immensely strong for their size, an attraction to bright lights, inability to swim, a comfort of tight spaces and a fondness for sugar still remains.

Homeworld: Scantaria
Position: Unknown (Probably janitor :D)
Personality:

Personality

As curious as any of his species, there's a general enthusiasm surrounding almost everything Scree does. Happiest when being told how to, or actually helping in any way. His world is black and white, you are either part of the hive, or you are a threat to it. Those lucky enough to be his hive will find an extraordinarily self sacrificing and loyal companion. With no knowledge of the world outside the discovered section of Scantaria, the culture shock will be immense.

Appearance:

Scree's appearance

orig12.deviantart.net/aea7/f/2008/045/.. Standing on two legs, has a set of sharp forceps allowing fine motor control. Like all of his species, has a raised epicuticle pattern on his thorax which allows telepathic communication. Stands just over 5ft.

Abilities: Telepathic ability to communicate with others (Not read minds). An eye for small details, measurements and information storage.
Equipment: A large blue and green speckled leather satchel. Containing paper, pens, rations.

Biography:

Bio

Scree, or "Astarnia perscinia Scree 5891" as his full name went, could remember it as if it was just yesterday, the feeling of apprehension filling the cavern, a panicked nervousness shown in the frantic twitching of antennae, as he along with the hundreds of others that made his up brood stared down at the lengthy booklets in front of each them, ink pots and quills clenched in their forceps, each one knowing exactly what it meant. This was the beginnings of rest of their lives, the beginnings of each Anarti's repayment for the gift of free will.

Starting. The sound of scribbling fill the air, the tome in front of him containing ream after ream of questions on practically everything. Engineering, mathematics, philosophy, biology. Entire sections were quickly discarded. Scree was not a master of medicine, the sight of an open exoskeleton one he'd rather never see. Chemistry followed that shortly, only the simplest of elements he could remember, before zooming ahead through the sections hoping to find something he was good at.

Because that was the entire point of this exercise. To work out where you were good and were you were bad, to allow each individual to show their talents, and by doing so be assigned to place they could be the most help. While no matter what his assignment he would simply be happy to help, in reality he would rather be exploring and enticing the curiosities of this world, helping the hive through the accumulation of knowledge rather than the large amount of "busy work" simply maintaining the hive required. Not that he felt that confident with how many subjects he had skipped, swathes of paper left unwritten on.

Scree calmed down a little once he came to engineering, mathematics, physics. These were areas he was more confident in, an eye for complication and detail always being his forte. He continued onwards, slowing down and feeling almost confident as he mapped the tunnels he'd lived in for most of his life, accurately drawing the lines and dimensions as well as he could recall from memory. For the first time in an hour he felt just relaxed enough to slowly look up, at the hundreds of Anarti who surrounded him. They were his brood, hatched from the same clutch and growing up as larvae together, learning and understanding the world for the last 6 years. This would probably be the last time he'd see most of them, although this thought wasn't greeted by sorrow. In reality they would all be connected by the Hive, their actions affecting each other no matter where they would end up.

Time passed, eventually the mass scribbling stopped, most choosing to sit in apprehensive silence, as eventually groups of his brood started to be lead away to the rest of their lives. The first were those who had "failed", the largest group by far. In reality their tests had only just begun, more labor intensive filtering would be done on this group, to work out the roles of those not suited for intellectual work. That was not where Scree's talents lay though, being a rather small specimen.

Then the satchels for those who had passed, various colors and patterns denoting where they had been assigned, each being given by whoever would be mentoring them in their chosen path. Scribes, Doctors, practitioners and researchers of varying fields were all let away one by one. They wouldn't be starting just yet, the education they had had wasn't specific enough for their eventual needs, many a years training would still be required. Scree looked over at those wearing the red and brown stripes of the engineers, a small pang of envy filling him for a moment. He'd seem the advances in steam, the work being done in transportation using compressed air, the machines and wonders that were being developed as they harnessed this power. If he wasn't chosen he was confident it was probably the right choice, but still...

Eventually, it was his turn, the leather satchel and its speckled green and blue pattern causing him to just stare, unable to believe what was happening. No, Scree's main talent came in the assimilation and recall of details, his test containing detailed. He could accurately describe and mark his surroundings at just a glance. And so he stood there, hardly daring to speak lest there be some kind of mistake as he took the leather item and silently followed his new teacher. A pride filled inside of him to such a degree that he almost felt as if his Thorax would burst open. He would be exploring the unknown, marking down and returning the undiscovered mountains and valleys of their only partially understood planet, a job he hadn't dreamed of being selected for. Scree would be part of the Mappers, the explorers.

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Even today this pride still remains, every moment a trembling excitement as he meticulously explored, marked down, and documented the undiscovered world around them. And during a scouting expedition into the jungles of the north, that is when Scree came across a strange immense metal structure towering above him, unknowing of the worlds in the sky that would soon be having a very direct impact on his life; and visa versa.

[MarshiestMallow]

I'm sorry I haven't posted something yet. I'll start it today, I just haven't been feeling well lately

[FacePunch]

@ImportantNobody Nah, probably not. Well. Depends on what the race looks like in general.

[ImportantNobody]

Name: Scree

Even today this pride still remains, every moment a trembling excitement as he meticulously explored, marked down, and documented the undiscovered world around them. And during a scouting expedition into the jungles of the north, that is when Scree came across a strange immense metal structure towering above him, unknowing of the worlds in the sky that would soon be having a very direct impact on his life; and visa versa.

@Bainshie

Accepted. Looks like you plan on us visiting him so he's not currently on the ship. That would limit his involvement in the first episode unless you want to say we already visited his planet on the way.

I'm sorry I haven't posted something yet. I'll start it today, I just haven't been feeling well lately

@Caits

Don't worry about it.

[ImportantNobody]

I'm in the mood to create a demographics section for the UNT so you guys know the percentages of every race (with other minor races all grouped into one). 5% is probably very large for a single race. I imagine the top 10 make up 50% of the population. The top would be seen disproportionately more, though, in things like the military. If your race only has a few billion then you're not sending a large task force off planet to join UNT forces.

[Kingfisher]

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Does her horns and stuff get hidden somehow?

Her stay on the Exeralune was most likely meant to be a temporary thing as they relocate her to some other planet on their route, but things will go wrong before that can happen.

Character accepted.

@ImportantNobody

The Horns are part of her flesh-mask, so facially she just looks like a purple human.

Sounds good! I do love a cheeky bit of sabotage.

[Bainshie]

Accepted. Looks like you plan on us visiting him so he's not currently on the ship. That would limit his involvement in the first episode unless you want to say we already visited his planet on the way.

That could work. Could imagine one of the crew getting more and more annoyed about the constant tapping that's been coming from the landing gear ever since they left that random planet, before pulling it apart and having a giant ant tumble out :D

Also, how does translation work here? Gonna guess we're going with a sci-fi universal translator thing to explain all the different species?