Afina

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@Narcotic DollieYou can be a member of the crew or looking for work while the ship is on planet, leaving it to you all on how you wish to start.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

Okay, once your CS has been transferred to the CS page, you are free to start posting. Planet name is in the IC as well as what is going on. Do what you will to introduce your character. You can play it off that you are old or new crew member or someone looking for work. Have fun with it!

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

The Heart Of Gold – Planet Regina

“Shee-niou piece of crap!” shouted an older feminine voice from under the main console in the bridge of the Firefly class ship the Heart of Gold that had landed on planet Regina for some quick repairs. Fingers grasping at the edge of the counter and curling around until the woman pulled herself up and stood up, pushing her white dread locks back over her shoulder so they spilled down her back. Narrowing her eyes she balled up her fist and slammed it against the computer. It blinked a few times before it finally powered up. Grumbling several curses under her breath she made her way out of the bridge and into the main room that the crew used as their kitchen and eating quarters, passing it quickly to continue deeper into the ship and out the back of it where it landed.

The sun was high in the sky and it was far too hot for the captains liking, it may not have been as bad if the ship didn’t seem to keep falling apart on her and causing the crew to make an emergency landing. The only solace she could find was that at least it wasn’t a heavily patrolled Alliance planet and her crew could slip in and out without much worry. With the cargo they carried the last thing she needed was the Alliance to be poking their noses where it didn’t belong. Granted the cargo was the least of her worries right then. She wasn’t exactly on the Alliances top ten list of most lovable and the rest of her crew had not exactly been model citizens but they were a good crew, to a point. Some were newer than others; some had been with her for years. She hadn’t left a person in deep space in over eighteen months, so things were shiny.

“Come on folks, we need to finish up the repairs and get the hell off this dust ball to make our delivery,” she yelled both towards the small town that looked like it was something straight out of an old western back on Earth and into the ship. She wanted to break orbit before the sun set but the way the repairs were going both with the computers and the hull were going slow. Not because of the crew so much but because the cost of parts this far out was a lot more than she was willing to pay. The last two days she had spent being rather persuasive with the local merchants to get a fair price, that persuasiveness usually being the barrel of a gun to the temple of the merchant that was nothing more than some back-berthed low life. It may not have been the most polite way to get her point across but it got the job done and now that they had the parts they needed she felt there was no reason they couldn’t be off world by sunset.

The captain of the Heart of Gold was not the most reasonable person in the ‘Verse but she knew how to run a ship and get the job done. It had been well over ten years since the end of the war and the former browncoat had never really lost her hardened exterior. She had purchased the spacecraft at the end of the way, fixed it up and started finding a crew quickly. Some of those that she had first hired were still with her, others had well…. Gone another path. She wasn’t an easy person to work for but she wasn’t unkind, just harsh. She didn’t mince words and told it like it was no matter the situation. Captain Akechi Lee Ko, better known as either Captain or Lee to those who had known her for a long time, made sure the ship was her crews home. She expected loyalty and paid well, when funds were available. Though there were times there was no money and they would ride on fumes for days while they found a planet to refuel on. That was the life of a smuggler. It wasn’t grand and it wasn’t a dependable paycheck, it brought in the worst type of people and made you look at war as a Sunday picnic but she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@WilsonTurner Our "security" man has arrived, board the ship.

Right now just mostly waiting on our mechanic to show up @Warrior In the Shadows

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@Markofkri Oh man! Preacher is in! Board the ship! LOL

The Wandering Gypsy

Ramara smirked slightly at Wades words and glanced over to him out of the corner of her eye before she decided to respond as she looked back at the path before them. “I never asked for your help,” she stated flatly. She wasn’t expecting him to help her find a person that she had looked for these past ten years with no sign of her. That was just the path she had laid before her, if he wandered with her that was up to him. She didn’t felt she owed him anything and did not feel as if he owed her anything. They just happened to cross paths and wanted to get away from the same people at this moment in time.

“We should reach the mountain pass by tomorrow evening,” she said nonchalantly as they walked. “You watch my back, I watch yours. Next town we can decide if we want to continue together or split ways,” she added as she continued to lead her horse towards the base of the mountain where the path they would need to take through it began. The path wouldn’t be an easy one even if they didn’t run into any creatures that had less than noble intents but if they did, having someone else to fight alongside should make it a bit easier. Yet, Ramara did not know Wade or if he was even skilled in battle, so for all she knew he would be nothing but a meat shield at this point. She just hoped he could hold a blade better than he seemed to be able to hold his liquor at this point. As long as he didn’t puke when a fight broke out she figured it was better than nothing.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Dragoknighte@Horrid@Luminosity@knighthawk@Afina@Billsomething@Melkor@Penultimate_Pi@TheWizardLizard@Warrior In The Shadows@Goldeagle1221

Okay, post made - Time has been moved forward to the evening. Group A has arrived back in town, minus Sana - Bodies are being burned behind the village and food has been provided for the adventurers, the people that were brought back with Group A can be housed in the inn and various families will take some in for the night. Free posting time now, will start the next part once a few posts are up.

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

The Village

The sun was heavy in the sky but it had not yet begun to set, the air was thick with moisture from the humidity and even though it was beginning to cool down thanks to the midafternoon breeze the heat of battles still weighed on the town and made everything move much slower than normal. Wylsen had been able to talk the inn keeper into feeding those that had fought for the town and put them up for another night, the town owed these adventures and he hoped that it would in small way repay them. It was all they had to offer.

Looking out at the street, Wylsen crossed his arms over his chest as he watched the town folk finally coming out of hiding. The women of the village were busy shuffling food from their own kitchens and the kitchen of the inn into the main room of the inn. The men had gathered up what remained of those that had been slaughtered and drug them to the south end of town where Hanzo and Mortosh had burned the bodies of those that had fallen during the previous battle. The blood still stained the street but Wylsen figured it was nothing that the next rain wouldn’t wash away. Standing there he wondered what had happened to the rest of the group that had headed out hours before to the slavers camp. They should have been back by now and he was beginning to worry that something horrible had happened.

The Journey Back

The now former prisoners were more than grateful for the food they had received from the efforts of Lob and Vaeri. For most of them it had been the first thing they had eaten in weeks and while it was not a feast it was more than enough to sustain them the rest of the journey. They began to open up, not talking about their life since capture but instead looking to what their lives had been before. Some spoke of looking forward to returning to their own villages and cities, to see their friends and their families again. Others spoke of how they planned to build a new life and start over siting that they had nothing to return to. Either way there were smiling gracing the lips of the weary bunch as the wagon pulled out of the forest and made its way back towards the village.

It took several hours to get the entire group back to the village but thankfully it was a peaceful journey and as the sun began to set in the west they could see the small town. Sister Agnes had given last rights to those that had fallen during battle. Such cruel lives were now over and it was time to move on. Taking a deep breath, she leaned on her walking stick she had had Wylsen retrieve from the shop for her and slowly wandered from the south end of town back towards the inn. Stopping as she saw the rest of the group coming back with what appeared to be a large wagon full of people that had seen better days she quickened her pace.

“Wylsen!” she called out and he came out of the inn, wondering just what could be happening now. As his eyes fell on the group of adventurers returning he let out a sigh of relief. They were back, they were safe and they had managed, from what he could tell, bring more back that had been captured. He smiled as he walked over to Sister Agnes and called for the rest.

“They’re back!” Wylsen yelled out to the group that had defended the town during the second attack. Sister Agnes grabbed his arm as she began to count the number of people that had returned and noticed that one was missing.

“The archer isn’t with them,” she said quickly as she looked over him.

“Sana? Wasn’t that her name?” Wylsen said as he returned her glance and then swallowed hard as the nun nodded in confirmation. They day had been long, both parts of the adventuring party seemed to have had more to deal with than they should have had to handle and Wylsen feared the worst. One was missing.

Heart Of Gold - Firefly Inspired RP - Closed

@Narcotic Dollie Silas is good to board

@hoppiholla391 Today sometime, passed out hard last night. (Had been up since 1am yesterday. Sleep finally caught me.)

Cinder Sickness - A DnD style classic RP

@Dragoknighte@Horrid@Luminosity@knighthawk@Afina@Billsomething@Melkor@Penultimate_Pi@TheWizardLizard@Warrior In The Shadows@Goldeagle1221

Okay, baddies for both groups have been taken care of. Group A has their loot and is on their way back to the village with the former prisoners.

Group B - I will pming loot if there is any off your baddies if you search them. You can choose not to search, it is up to you.

Everyone is in free post until the group comes back together in the village, which I will do tomorrow.

Edit:Loot pm's have been sent, food and drink will be provided by the inn and bodies Need to be cleared out.