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Star Wars: Enclaves

Mazai Kiro

Maz quickly closed the report on Rhen Var as Wilkdon tapped on her desk. Turning her gaze instead up towards the elder Miraluka, he was always a welcome sight. As she listened to his request for texts on force sight and Miralukan anatomy she began to take a mental inventory of the library she knew the section which held most of the texts on force sight and most other 'force sense' abilities. But Miralukan anatomy was something she would have to look up in the archive database. There wasn't much demand for books on most species' anatomy, she felt a little bit of excitement at the request actually, it was something new at the very least.

"Oh, trust me, you're not interrupting anything, just a boring Jedi reading about an extinct culture and the history of an lifeless planet. It would be my absolute pleasure to assist you. It is what I'm here for after all." She smiled and scooped up the datapad from her desk as she rose to her feet cradling it in both hands in front of her. Once she was standing she looked up at Wilkdon once more. "Now let's not disappoint your new acquaintance." Walking around the side of her desk as she spoke unti she was beside Wilkdon. "If you'd follow me, most everything we have on force sight should be just this way." She began towards a large shelf of holobooks across the library as her gaze drifted down to the datapad before her once more. The screen now categorically displaying the library's database, she methodically tapped on it's screen looking to find where exactly texts on Miraluka anatomy would be.

@DepressedSoviet

Star Wars: Enclaves

Mazai Kiro

Maz rode the otherwise empty elevator down from the Council Chambers to the Library, as it descended she ran her hand across her head tentacles and robe in one last attempt to make sure nothing was amiss on her person before the doors opened. As she entered the library her black eyes scanned across the room, it was sparsely inhabited at these hours with only a handful of visitors throughout. After the cursory examination she promptly began to stride through every aisle of the library keeping an eye out for anything that might be amiss or someone who might be in need of some assistance. Predictably however, everything seemed to be fine, what few visitors were present were there frequent enough they knew their way around almost as well as her.

Finally she turned her attention to the holocron vault, she could feel the dark energy of the Sith Holocrons, a constant reminder that she should consider moving her desk a bit further away from the vault. As she did every day she took a moment to consider just destroying the lot of them. She'd get in trouble sure, but it might be the right thing to do. Who knows what horrible things the wrong person might be capable of with those holocrons? She'd never forgive herself if the knowledge on those holocrons ended up being used for evil. But as she had done every day prior she thought better of it and instead turned her focus to a small desk near the vault.

She took a seat at the desk and activated a datapad sitting on it from the day before. As the datapad flickered to life it revealed an ancient Jedi text. A report on the Outer Rim world of Rhen Var compiled by Jedi explorers of times long past. It detailed the architecture, geography, and geology of the planet as well as even some information on the society and culture of the now extinct native Rhen Varites. It was one of hundreds of such texts she had read since arriving on Valkaina. Though the irony of reading about a desolate lifeless ice world while living on a desolate lifeless ice world wasn't lost on her, she found the whole thing fascinating. As Valkaina was actively exemplifying, even planets that are little more than afterthoughts to the galaxy at large were absolutely invaluable. She longed to be out exploring like the Jedi who had compiled this text once were, but still recognized the importance of her task at the Temple. For now, this was more important than exploring far away worlds. Knowledge like this needed to be preserved. She shuddered at the thought of how much knowledge would be lost to apathy should the Mandalorians be ultimately victorious in their conquest of the galaxy.

Maz was however roused from her musing as she noted an adolescent Zabrak dressed in the garb of a padawan approaching her desk from the reading area out of the corner of her eye. She clasped her hands together atop her desk and smiled warmly as he approached. "Excuse me, Master Kiro?" he spoke softly to her. "Yes, what can I help you with?". He replied nervously "I-I'm looking for a text on lightsaber repair." She maintained the same smile being sure to not seem condescending or patronizing in any way, recognizing how embarrassing the situation likely was for him. She rose to her feet and put a hand on his shoulder before leading him to a holoterminal near the reading area and quickly brought up the title and places of all texts pertaining to lightsaber construction and repair. "One of these should suffice. But do be careful." He looked over the terminal taking note of everything on the display. "Thank you." Maz nodded "If you need anything else feel free to ask." she waited a moment before turning away and returning to her desk. Another thrilling adventure on Valkaina! she thought to herself as she sat down and set back to reading once more.

Star Wars: Enclaves

Good to see everyone getting along.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

I got a doctor incoming. Are the non-hunters/sec guys allowed to be armed? Amd can we have ex-Masrani employees?

@Lady Selune

Yes and also yes.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Even if nobody else responds to this, I'm sure that some more people might join in the OOC.

@Spinosaurus

Well, here's hoping.

OOC is up.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Loose Ends

Premise

Two days passed since the tragedy at Jurassic World. The public is in mourning as over a thousand visitors from that fateful day still remain missing. Meanwhile chaos reigns at Masrani Global, the corporation's bankruptcy is all but inevitable in the fallout of the disaster. Stocks at an all-time low and many high-level employees already resigning from their positions. With Simon Masrani's death the Board has assumed full control of the company. After an emergency meeting to find a means by which the corporation might survive through the incident, even if only as a shadow of it's former self. They came to an agreement that there was only one way to salvage any measure of the public trust necessary to survive the disaster. Masrani had to clean up as much of the mess on Isla Nublar as possible while they still can.

It wasn't easy to setup, calling in almost every favor the company had earned in it's existence and spending millions in bribing officials. They got their opportunity though, the Costa Rican would allow them to bring a team of specialists through the military perimeter newly established around the island chain. Once there they would accomplish their objectives within three days and extract off by the end of the third. Now they just had to find their specialists, the best that money could buy in their fields. Experts on dinosaurs, veterinary science, computers medicine and of course security. Or at least the best that 200 million dollars could get to go on a deadly island full of dinosaurs.

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Setting

For the most part this roleplay will take place on Isla Nublar the volcanic island home of both of the ill-fated former parks. With environments ranging from volcanic mountain jungles to low grassy plains and the urban paradise of Jurassic World's Main Street, all now populated by free roaming and incredibly dangerous dinosaurs. Despite the carnage that tore through the island only days prior though there is still electricity through most of the island and it's facilities.

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So there is the gist of it. This RP will follow the exploits of the team of experts hired by Masrani as they traverse Isla Nublar while fulfilling the five objectives set to them by Masrani, those being as follows.

• First, destroy all research and embryonic specimens left on the island. With Dr. Wu's flight and subsequent hiding much of the research and specimens are lost until he can be found. But preventing it from falling into anyone else's hands is priority.
• Second, sweep the island for any survivors, if found secure and subsequently extract them.
• Third, shut down whatever invisible fence systems still active on the island, and open any physical enclosures as well to allow the dinosaur to roam freely. No point containing them anymore.
• Fourth, ensure that the Mosasaurus containment is sufficient to last indefinitely. If not possible to make such an assurance, exterminate the specimen.
• Fifth and finally, verify the health of the dinosaurs on the island. Ensure that they are healthy and capable of remaining so indefinitely.

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The Team

Masrani doesn't have the time to be too incredibly picky about who they hire for this job, and some people won't spend three days on a dinosaur infested island for any amount of money. But they're looking for the people who will, and they have pretty specific roles that need filled. Those being as follows:

• Security Specialist(s): Someone with combat training/experience and nice guns, who can keep the rest of the team safe from the potentially fatal dangers roaming the island.
• Hunter: Ideally someone with extensive experience in hunting dangerous game. Serving much the same role as the security specialist but offering a different perspective that might be life-saving.
• Doctor/Medic: A medical expert willing to risk their lives on Isla Nublar for a quick buck in case part of the team gets hurt or they encounter injured survivors.
• Dinosaur Expert: An Paleontologist ideally. Someone who can at least provide useful insights about the dinosaurs on the island that might help the team.
• Computer Expert: A hacker or network security specialist. Most of the island is run by computers, and the data that needs to be destroyed is on those computers. They need someone who can get rid of every single trace of research on the island, shut down the invisible fence system and deal with any unexpected computer related problems that may arise.
• Veterinarian: It may seem odd, but the health of the dinosaurs on the island in a priority as well. If Masrani is going to protect it's image an island full of dead dinosaurs can't happen. So a veterinary specialist is wanted to verify the health of the dinosaurs on the island and if possible perform any necessary actions to ensure their well-being.

Now obviously it is possible if not even likely that there might be overlap amongst the roles within the team, and some roles may not even be filled depending on how many people make characters. Furthermore joining will be possible down the line as the RP progresses but only as a survivor already on the island.

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Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Height:
Weight:
Appearance: (A description or image to convey your character's appearance)

Role: (What is your role within the team)

Equipment: (What you're bringing to the island with you. IE Weapons, gadgets, supplies. Don't worry, Masrani will cover expenses.)

Background: (A short summary of your character's history before being hired by Masrani.)

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Rules

• I don't ask for perfect grammar all the time, just make an attempt.
• At least in the OOC, be respectful.
• No Godmodding... Duh.
• If you're not sure of something, ask.
• Keep any romance PG-13 or take it to PMs.
• Have fun.

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Characters

Masrani Liason: Tuvya Dahan (NPC)

Name: Tuvya Dahan
Age: 39
Gender: Male
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 190 lbs
Appearance:

Image

Role: Masrani Liason

Equipment: Fixed blade tanto knife, extendable cattle prod, Beretta 90two, Zippo lighter, cigar case with 5 cigars, and designer sunglasses. He also has a backpack with more supplies: A compass, whistles, paracord, canteen, change of clothes, first aid kit, zip ties, bug spray, and flashlights.

Background: Tuvya was born and raised in Jerusalem, a slightly above average student and mediocre footballer in school, he had decided long before graduating that he was going into the military. When he did join, he took to it like a fish to water, the drills, the guns, all of it just felt natural to him and it showed in his performance. Naturally he volunteered to join the Sayeret Matkal, Israel's special forces early in his career, and while he proved more than capable of physically enduring the grueling bootcamp, both of his first two attempts were marred by insubordination incidents that prevented his selection.

Still he persisted and on his third try was finally successful, and he got to spend the next two years of his life in training. From that point Tuvya was set upon missions across the globe, and with an impeccable success rate across his years of service he eventually caught the eyes of outside entities, one of those being Masrani Global who offered him a lucrative offer to work as an adviser and trainer for InGen's Security Division. While he enjoyed his work, and loved his country the money was too good to say no, especially considering how much easier the job would be, so when the time came, he gladly jumped ship. Since then Tuvya has worked stateside training InGen's Security, adjusting to corporate life.

With the massive casualties on the island, some of which were personnel he had trained himself, getting him to go to the island was simple enough. He was after all still an employee, and it wasn't hard to convince that the Isla Nublar incident was at least in part due to his own failing.

Computer Expert: Meryl Dejarnette (Pilatus)

Name: Meryl Dejarnette

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Height: 5’6”

Weight: 132 lbs

Appearance: Meryl has an average and balanced figure, not exotic or voluptuous in any way and family members often chastise her for not eating enough. Hair is a soft, dark brown that parts in the center arcing around her eyes to frame her face just a few inches past shoulder length. Face is smooth and symmetrical with only the slightest hint of deviance when she smirks or makes an off-color remark while eyes are heterochromic with right being dark brown and the left being green. She enjoys the outdoors and her skin is a gentle tan while her clothing choice is not exactly fashionable with dark or camouflage patterned capri pants and tank tops with sneakers. She does wear lightly-tinted glasses from time to time while working and rarely any jewelry of any kind.

PIC

Role: Computer Expert

Equipment: Meryl has only been allowed to choose from the inventory of Masrani Corp. and not allowed to bring any of her personal equipment. Even so, the offerings presented to her were very Spartan: Pentest equipment with battery pack, RF Hacker, Ubertooth, Proxmark Device, Wifi Pineapple, Alfa Network Boards, a USB rubber ducky, military grade durable laptop, tablet and GPS tracker. She will, however, be sneaking in her own set of lock picks.

Background: When the final list of candidates for tech slot came through for review at the Masrani board meeting only one submission was returned to the recruiters stating, not just ‘No’, but ‘Hell No’. However, what was quickly pointed out in the recruitment staff’s rebuttal was that this slot could potentially cost the company virtually nothing if the right selection was made and the right leverage applied, thusly leaving the company more capital to buy much higher for the other team positions. For a company in the throes of bankruptcy and with one last investment to make, it was considered a master stroke and after a few calls by their Washington lobbyist, Meryl Dejarnette was released from custody from the US Marshall Service.

For several years, Dejarnette had honed her corporate espionage craft starting from her first job as a receptionist at a small-town power company to becoming competent enough to sell her skills to top bidders in larger and larger markets. Known by several handles, her most famous exploits came under the names of Shade, Shadetree, and Shadwick. It was under these aliases that she had been hired to infiltrate Masrani. Her client was interested in drawing from the Costa Rican money exchange from international tourism entering the park as well as being a broker of other information related to company’s various investments and infrastructure.

Meryl’s efforts went largely unnoticed for some time and when she was discovered the link was still not directly traceable. With some help from their American political connections, anxious to be on the forefront of cyber “security”, charges were conjured up through the IRS and Meryl was arrested by the Marshall Service and detained in what amounted to a minor media side note as the park continued on in operation. Under the shadow of paid bureaucracy Meryl was being detained indefinitely as a corporate prisoner when the evacuation of Isla Nublar took place.

In exchange for taking the tech position on the team (and subsequent completion of the mission) Masrani has agreed to see to it that all charges brought against Meryl be withdrawn and her record be stricken of all previous counts, flags and connections with corporate and industrial espionage.

Veterinarian: Maxine 'Max' Loring (Drache)

Name: Maxine 'Max' Loring
Age: 37
Gender: Female
Height: 1.7m
Weight: 74.8kg
Appearance: Half-indonesian, half-white, all Australian. Fairly tall for a woman and physically fit. Bronze skin that is usually also tanned (or at least sunburned). Short black hair, pixie-bob style. Plenty of tattoos and piercings, though her jewelry is missing or at least subdued when she is working in the field.

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Role: Veterinarian
Qualifications: Doctorate in Veterinary Medicine from RCVS specializing in Zoo and Wildlife medicine. Master's of Wildlife Biology. Certifications in Zoology and Herpetology. Royal Army Veterinary Corp (Veterinary Officer). AEMV, ARAV, AAV, and EAZW diplomat.

Equipment: Gas/Electric Hybrid Jeep Wrangler with matte camo paint job.
8x10' Box trailer out-fitted as a prep and treatment room for animal specimens. Examples of equipment include: Fold-out scrub table, portable radiograph and ultrasound with viewscreen, portable EKG, SP02, ETC02, and inhalant gas anesthesia cart. Extended surgical steel surgery pack (includes suture, scalpel blades, sterile gauze, etc.)
Several dozen individually wrapped conservation-style GPS markers with satellite transponders and on-board tracking system.
Fluid chemistry analyzer with automated centrifuge and CBC. Also includes specimen containers and blood tubes for sampling analysis.
C02-powered IM dart rifle with two cartridges of pre-loaded Immobilon high-strength tranquilizer darts (and human antidote in easy-inject hypodermic syringes).
Styrofoam incubator with automated thermometer/hygrometer.
Standard veterinary patient support gear such as IV fluids, heat support, and a stock of injectable drugs for various conditions.
GoPro with rechargeable RC drone and extended recordable USB memory.

Personal gear: Hiking pack, extra clothes, personal rations, Smith & Wesson Model 642LS with extra ammo and thigh holster, basic survival gear.

Background: Born in Brisbane and only an hour away from the Australia Zoo, Max seemed destined to a career that put her inches away from some of the most exciting and dangerous animals on Earth. At 18 she moved to Edinburgh to attend the Royal College of Veterinary Surgeons to earn a degree in Veterinary Science with a secondary degree in Wildlife Biology. Opting to specialize in Wildlife and Zoo medicine, she completed a two-year externship with the Durrell Wildlife Conservation Trust studying large reptiles like komodo dragons, saltwater crocodiles, and large snakes in Southeast Asia. At 25, Max joined the Royal Army Veterinary Corps Reserves and as part of her commitment was trained and deployed with a medical unit to treat and triage military working animals in active warzones in Malawi. For the past few years she has been back in Australia coordinating conservation efforts in her home country and treating exotic pets on the side.

Max was in attendance at the Royal College of Veterinarians in Edinburgh when Sara Harding had come to give a speech about the potentially devastating consequences of InGen's foolish and financially-motivated plunge into the recreation of exotic species. On the one hand she had almost been beside herself at the thought of actually seeing a living, breathing dinosaur up close. But on the other hand she had never doubted that something bad would come of bringing these animals back from extinction. The fate of the first park hadn't been widely known, the the original samples of dinosaur tissue and the strange reports out of Costa Rica had been talking about in hushed voices. The catastrophe of the second park was something Max had heard about from a friend at base-camp over the satellite radio, never thinking she'd ever have anything to do with it.

Until she got off the plane two days later after a three month stretch in the Outback and a greasy-haired business executive in a polished suit and dark sunglasses had approached her across the sweltering tarmac. "Ms. Loring? Could I have a word with you please?" Her eyes narrowing shrewdly, the veterinarian spotted a black un-marked SUV partly hidden behind the next accordion terminal. The hot Australian sun glared off the slim briefcase in his hand and she made out the logo for Masrani Global.

Hunter: Claude O'Malley (The Whacko)

Name: Claude O'Malley
Age: 38
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance:

Claude

Role: Hunter

Equipment: Survival khakis, olive drab fatigue shirt and bucket hat, ruck sack, .700 nitro express rifle (30 rounds), bowie knife, canteen, field rations.

Background: There isn't much to be said about this man. Born and raised in Southern Kenya, Claude spent most of his early life among the clients of his father, mostly European and Asian big game hunters, and took to following the man's footsteps early on. He learned everything about the animals of his region, from feeding habits to each individual sign and footprint. By his early teens he was accompanying his father in guiding tourists, and by 18 was starting to take over the duties on his own.

Over the years he developed as stellar reputation as one the best in his field in the country, and it was this that naturally attracted Masrani's attention when the time came to clean up the mess on Isla Nublar.

Star Wars: Scav's

Valana nodded as the captain tasked her with being a scout/fighter escort, it wasn't something she minded normally. She'd been instructed on how to pilot a wide variety of ships at the Imperial Academy, she was no ace, but she never needed to be. She feigned enthusiasm through the chant the Captain started. As it came to an end she promptly set on her way to the hangar. As she strode through the ship's halls she blankly stared ahead moving by memory as she focused on removing the ornate sapphire encrusted chandeliers dangling from either ear and placing them in a pocket in her robe opposite the one she keeped the freezer key in. Following that her hands once more rose to her head as she tied her jet black hair into a high ponytail. By the time she was finished she had arrived at the hangar.

She glanced around the hangar before making her way to her fighter and subsequently opening the cockpit and climbing into her Cutlass. With the cockpit set the ship to begin a diagnostic and pre-flight checks. Performing everything with a rigid efficiency that was indicative of her Imperial training. Once the pre-flight systems were busy with diagnostics beyond her control she began to take in her situation. She wasn't thrilled about the idea of being within a parsec of an Imperial Patrol much less working right under their noses. That said it was nice to have others out there with her if for no other reason than the option of having someone to distract them while she made an escape if it came to it. At the thought she glanced at the Mandalorian at his own ship and smiled, waving politely, not waiting for a response before turning her gaze back to the readouts from her fighter's computer and affixing her headset comlink.

Star Wars: Enclaves

@DirtyDingo

I'm down with that. No problems here.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Well I definitely appreciate the enthusiasm, hopefully we can get some more interest.

Jurassic World: Loose Ends

Loose Ends

Premise

Two days passed since the tragedy at Jurassic World. The public is in mourning as over a thousand visitors from that fateful day still remain missing. Meanwhile chaos reigns at Masrani Global, the corporation's bankruptcy is all but inevitable in the fallout of the disaster. Stocks at an all-time low and many high-level employees already resigning from their positions. With Simon Masrani's death the Board has assumed full control of the company. After an emergency meeting to find a means by which the corporation might survive through the incident, even if only as a shadow of it's former self. They came to an agreement that there was only one way to salvage any measure of the public trust necessary to survive the disaster. Masrani had to clean up as much of the mess on Isla Nublar as possible while they still can.

It wasn't easy to setup, calling in almost every favor the company had earned in it's existence and spending millions in bribing officials. They got their opportunity though, the Costa Rican would allow them to bring a team of specialists through the military perimeter newly established around the island chain. Once there they would accomplish their objectives within three days and extract off by the end of the third. Now they just had to find their specialists, the best that money could buy in their fields. Experts on dinosaurs, veterinary science, computers medicine and of course security. Or at least the best that 200 million dollars could get to go on a deadly island full of dinosaurs.

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Setting

For the most part this roleplay will take place on Isla Nublar the volcanic island home of both of the ill-fated former parks. With environments ranging from volcanic mountain jungles to low grassy plains and the urban paradise of Jurassic World's Main Street, all now populated by free roaming and incredibly dangerous dinosaurs. Despite the carnage that tore through the island only days prior though there is still electricity through most of the island and it's facilities.

---

So there is the gist of it. This RP will follow the exploits of the team of experts hired by Masrani as they traverse Isla Nublar while fulfilling the five objectives set to them by Masrani, those being as follows.

• First, destroy all research and embryonic specimens left on the island. With Dr. Wu's flight and subsequent hiding much of the research and specimens are lost until he can be found. But preventing it from falling into anyone else's hands is priority.
• Second, sweep the island for any survivors, if found secure and subsequently extract them.
• Third, shut down whatever invisible fence systems still active on the island, and open any physical enclosures as well to allow the dinosaur to roam freely. No point containing them anymore.
• Fourth, ensure that the Mosasaurus containment is sufficient to last indefinitely. If not possible to make such an assurance, exterminate the specimen.
• Fifth and finally, verify the health of the dinosaurs on the island. Ensure that they are healthy and capable of remaining so indefinitely.

So there it is. Thanks for reading, if you have any questions feel free to leave them below I'd be happy to answer them.

OOC