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There was once a nation that thrived across the cosmos, feared by many, loved by many more. Powerful over all matter for light-decades across, the Bug nation was supreme leader of the universe.
I, Buglet, was their lord. I still am. Unfortunately, while testing our latest matter teleportation device, I was transported to this planet.
Fear me. The Bug Nation will find me, and will consider you my captors.
@Buglet I'm interested, however I do have a question. You said the The Navidson Record was documented and released, does that mean the original family got out? If that's the case, where are they now physically and mentally. If it is not, how did their findings get released.
If it was documented, wouldn't there have been a media outbreak about it? How was it hushed up if it was and if it wasn't exactly how would a few young people in Sweden not know about it?
As for the state of Navidson's family, and those who helped him explore, there isn't much left. Some are dead, the rest were driven insane. Navidson remained sane enough to release his compiled works as "The Navidson Record".
Through unknown means, a solitary man named Zampano came to posses The Navidson Record. He kept it very secret and ultimately was driven insane by just watching and studying it, hence why there is no media coverage. it also seems near impossible to find any history of the house too.
In the summer of 1990 Will Navidson, a photojournalist, and his family moved to a new house in south-west Virginia. After returning from a wedding they discovered unsettling occurrences had transpired: the outside of their house was smaller than the inside. Soon, empty black corridors started appearing in the house's walls and after only a month or two, an entirely pitch black labyrinth remained behind a lonesome cupboard door, stretching for miles into the darkness.
Navidson planned an expedition into the maze. Along with a small number of trustworthy friends armed with camping supplies to last them a week and numerous recording devices, they ventured deep into the heart of the phenomenon. The madness and horror that followed was documented and released under the name of The Navidson Record.
Our Story
Twenty-five years after The Navidson Record, a group of Swedish graduates rent an apartment together in Gävle, Sweden. None of the graduates know anything about The Navidson Record, but after not even a month of living in the flat, it starts to feel a little too spacious...
Summary
The events that happened to Navidson and his family will happen to this group of swedes, and they decide to document it. This is the story of their own Navidson Record. What happens after the event described in Our Story is totally in the control of the participants, however.
Rules
No-one has to be able to speak Swedish. This will all be in English (unless the occasional Swedish would make things interesting!).
This is a realistic RP. Characters are normal people. This means no superpowers, anime, furries, vampires, werewolves, etc... The fantasy is entirely in the house's mystery. I can elaborate on what this means if you are still unsure.
I don't expect strict adherence to the rules of casual RP - sometimes less is more and the RP simply doesn't require a long post, and sometimes you wish to express so much through your post that you have to write a page's worth! However, you are strongly encouraged to write with thought, and refrain from being lazy. People have amazingly detailed thoughts, actions, emotions - settings, even as bland as the inside of the house, can be described in an infinite number of ways.
If you're interested, please register so below. Alternatively, if you have any questions post them below and I'll be happy to answer.
By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at. - Henry IV: Part 1, Act 3
The noise from the large crowd dimmed until the area was silent. Atop the podium, standing behind a Planetary Flag, the president of Caelus Tech Incorporated cleared his through; the sound, akin to the sound of nerves and anxiety, echoed throughout the arena. Before him, thousands upon thousands gathered to hear the speech that would solidify the future plans of Caelus Tech. In impatient silence the crowd waited for the man to begin talking.
'In the decades before you and I, through glass lenses, dreamers watched the midnight dance. Since before humankind could read, write, or talk we have gazed at the stars in awe. From there come our ancient gods and reside our heavens, far outside the reach of any man in history.' The President cleared his throat again and kept his eyes fixed on the crowd - not a single person was looking anywhere but him.
'When I, twenty-eight years ago to this day, founded Caelus Tech I swore to myself that the dark, unknown sea between here and the far reaches of our Solar System would one day bear the Planetary Flag; I swore to you all - the human race - that the waves of exploration will send manned spacecraft to orbits and surfaces only previously seen by robots. Footprints will cover the tire tracks of rovers; occupied orbital stations will decommission unmanned satellites; and the eyes of man will see what only remote cameras have captured. I do not intend to postpone these promises to you. Thirteen years is long enough, and today I pledge to act upon these promises.'
Clapping emerged from the crowd, but was cut short by the continuation of the speech, The President's voice gained momentum and volume and, atop the podium before the crowd, he spoke to the hearts of all listening.
'Twenty-eight years ago today I was a dreamer. My heart yearned for us to see the stars. I watched Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn glide across the sky and I pictured a rocket launching into the unknown. That is why, today, I stand before you with a promise. In the next year, you will see a manned rocket launched into space. In that rocket will be a team of astronauts destined for the moons of Jupiter. In that rocket-'
Before the president could finish his speech, the crowd stood as a whole and applauded loudly. Cheers and clapping filled the stadium in which they were gathered. The President, his face like that of a child looking into the sky, merely basked in awe at the crowd's response.
Setting
2047. Caelus Tech, a fairly new Space Program in the United States has gained momentum due to a long series of successful unmanned missions into outer space, including a mission which landed a rover on Ganymede. In a speech by the President of Caelus Tech, it was promised that the next mission was to send a manned mission to Jupiter and its moons. This is the story of that mission.
Important Notes
The characters we will play are the astronauts on the Caelus Tech mission. The exact timeframe starts from around a few days before launch. Character details are up for the RPer playing them to decide (nationality, personality, skills, role, etc...)
This is a realistic RP, in that everything in it is within the boundaries of possibility. As such, there are no superpowers, shapeshifters, etc...
This RP will have what I call a 'plotmaster' - someone who decides critical events and when/how they take place. The plotmaster (most likely me) will be the person who provides external uncontrollable events for the characters to deal with. For instance, a component on the spacecraft might break.
Rules
Posts must be at least a paragraph long. I appreciate that, in some situations, the RP does not allow for a long post and a paragraph is all that's needed. Please no lazy 1-sentence posts; they slow down the RP and add almost nothing.
Please let me know if you want to leave/take a break from the RP. It's very disheartening when fellow RPers disappear without a trace!
Please be dedicated to the RP. If you can't post regularly then perhaps this isn't for you.
Conclusion
I am happy to play this as a 1x1 or as a small group :) depends how much interest it gets!
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do. - Galileo Galilei, 1632
By being seldom seen, I could not stir But like a comet I was wondered at. - Henry IV: Part 1, Act 3
The noise from the large crowd dimmed until the area was silent. Atop the podium, standing behind a Planetary Flag, the president of Caelus Tech Incorporated cleared his through; the sound, akin to the sound of nerves and anxiety, echoed throughout the arena. Before him, thousands upon thousands gathered to hear the speech that would solidify the future plans of Caelus Tech. In impatient silence the crowd waited for the man to begin talking.
'In the decades before you and I, through glass lenses, dreamers watched the midnight dance. Since before humankind could read, write, or talk we have gazed at the stars in awe. From there come our ancient gods and reside our heavens, far outside the reach of any man in history.' The President cleared his throat again and kept his eyes fixed on the crowd - not a single person was looking anywhere but him.
'When I, twenty-eight years ago to this day, founded Caelus Tech I swore to myself that the dark, unknown sea between here and the far reaches of our Solar System would one day bear the Planetary Flag; I swore to you all - the human race - that the waves of exploration will send manned spacecraft to orbits and surfaces only previously seen by robots. Footprints will cover the tire tracks of rovers; occupied orbital stations will decommission unmanned satellites; and the eyes of man will see what only remote cameras have captured. I do not intend to postpone these promises to you. Thirteen years is long enough, and today I pledge to act upon these promises.'
Clapping emerged from the crowd, but was cut short by the continuation of the speech, The President's voice gained momentum and volume and, atop the podium before the crowd, he spoke to the hearts of all listening.
'Twenty-eight years ago today I was a dreamer. My heart yearned for us to see the stars. I watched Mars, Jupiter, and Saturn glide across the sky and I pictured a rocket launching into the unknown. That is why, today, I stand before you with a promise. In the next year, you will see a manned rocket launched into space. In that rocket will be a team of astronauts destined for the moons of Jupiter. In that rocket-'
Before the president could finish his speech, the crowd stood as a whole and applauded loudly. Cheers and clapping filled the stadium in which they were gathered. The President, his face like that of a child looking into the sky, merely basked in awe at the crowd's response.
Setting
2047. Caelus Tech, a fairly new Space Program in the United States has gained momentum due to a long series of successful unmanned missions into outer space, including a mission which landed a rover on Ganymede. In a speech by the President of Caelus Tech, it was promised that the next mission was to send a manned mission to Jupiter and its moons. This is the story of that mission.
Important Notes
The characters we will play are the astronauts on the Caelus Tech mission. The exact timeframe starts from around a few days before launch. Character details are up for the RPer playing them to decide (nationality, personality, skills, role, etc...)
This is a realistic RP, in that everything in it is within the boundaries of possibility. As such, there are no superpowers, shapeshifters, etc...
This RP will have what I call a 'plotmaster' - someone who decides critical events and when/how they take place. The plotmaster (most likely me) will be the person who provides external uncontrollable events for the characters to deal with. For instance, a component on the spacecraft might break.
Rules
Posts must be at least a paragraph long. I appreciate that, in some situations, the RP does not allow for a long post and a paragraph is all that's needed. Please no lazy 1-sentence posts; they slow down the RP and add almost nothing.
Please let me know if you want to leave/take a break from the RP. It's very disheartening when fellow RPers disappear without a trace!
Please be dedicated to the RP. If you can't post regularly then perhaps this isn't for you.
Character Sheet
Name:
Occupation on the ship (Pilot, engineer, navigator, etc..? Pick as many as you wish):
Appearance (picture, or description, or both!):
Details (aspirations, personality, temperament?):
Any other info:
The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do. - Galileo Galilei, 1632
There was once a nation that thrived across the cosmos, feared by many, loved by many more. Powerful over all matter for light-decades across, the Bug nation was supreme leader of the universe.
I, Buglet, was their lord. I still am. Unfortunately, while testing our latest matter teleportation device, I was transported to this planet.
Fear me. The Bug Nation will find me, and will consider you my captors.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">There was once a nation that thrived across the cosmos, feared by many, loved by many more. Powerful over all matter for light-decades across, the Bug nation was supreme leader of the universe.<br><br>I, Buglet, was their lord. I still am. Unfortunately, while testing our latest matter teleportation device, I was transported to this planet.<br><br>Fear me. The Bug Nation will find me, and will consider you my captors.</div>
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