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I'm about to be banished for the good of the realm again. Where is the trust in this world, I ask you?
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7 mos ago
I'm sorry, you've reached his personal secretary, Department of Shrubbery, Floor 64, Desk 1024. How can we help you today?
8 mos ago
Or buy a van or a used rental truck. Something nobody would look twice at. You can put in a rack for the rope, duct tape, plastic sheeting, shovels....
8 mos ago
Never trust a car salesman - especially a used car salesman. Have a buddy park across the street and see how many stuffed body bags you can shove in there. Gotta have room for plastic sheeting, etc.
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Neil Gaiman wrote in his Good Omens bio that he likes it when fans send him $50. (He read Terry Pratchett's bio and figured it wouldn't hurt.)
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I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien.
Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.
Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"
Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and anime music videos.
Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.
@Xaltwind Heya, is this still open? I wanna join your crew if possible.
I was thinking of a priest turned pirate who cons brings people to salvation, spread the word of the 'seagod' and relieves them the burden of their worldly possession.
I don't know for sure, but the Apply flag is still flying. Just make sure you read all the rules.
A slight frown creased his mouth, but the half-elf merely nods, setting down his beer and reaching out for it.
"I would, yeah," he said, then glanced over at Katelyn. "Iffen you don't mind, miss?"
The moment the book touched his hand, Jake knew. It hadn't just captured his words - somehow, it caught a bit of the emperor's soul. He was older than his paintings, but it was still the same man, same smile as he wrote and sketched, the horror of seeing a deadly scorpion and reacting immediately by using the closest thing at hand - and then realizing he'd used his notebook. He had a vague sense of others, the ripping of pages... but that was it.
The others were watching. How long had he been lost in the recollections?
Jake brought the notebook up to his nose and sniffed deeply, picking up the sweet, pungent, musty smell. "Old paper," he smiled, just slightly. "Forgers usually darken the paper with tea, different smell. He then examines the binding. "This was made in Iridia city by the Carnegie Papermill, about 1830s. They always inserted this purple thread on either side for the Emperor's stock."
Opening the book, he started flipping through the pages.
"Handwriting and prose can be copied," Jake said, "but this, this is genuine up until this final entry."
"So," he asked, handing it back to Katelyn, "Who took this afterward? You great-grandmother?"
Physical Information: Name: Miles David McClelland
Age: 28
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 185.4 cm (6' 1")
Weight: 63.5 kg (140 lbs)
Appearance Description: This clever guy has narrow blue eyes that are like two chunks of lapis lazuli. His fine, curly, brown hair is worn in an Ivy League style cut, swept up in the front. He is very tall and has a wiry build. His skin is fair. He has prominent ears.
Starfleet Record: Division: Operations
Role: Engineer
Academy Major: Space Science: Astronautics
Academy Minor(s): Warp Drive Technology
Personal Information:
Biography:Born to Captain Grant and Doctor Sarah McClelland in the sickbay of the Charles McClelland, a Darien Colony merchant ship. Miles' mother died in child birth. Miles spent most of his early years in the ship's nursery until his father remarried.
The nursery, of course, makes several arrangements for the children in their care to have field trips. But on a trip to the zoo, when they realized that Miles (4) had vanished from his stroller, they were shocked to see him curled up beside a female Orithian Saber Cat, who protected him from the other saber cats.
After that rescue, young Miles was forbidden from leaving the ship.
When Galadenella was discovered, an artificial planet-ship that was basically worlds stacked like layers in a cake, the Charles McClelland was contracted by the Federation to bring trade goods from Darien Colony. Miles (10) pleaded with his father, who relented and allowed the boy to come down to the first inhabitable layer to meet the Galadenellans.
However, a protest by some of the locals became a riot, and Miles was one of several hostages taken that day by a revolutionary group, the Eäplèspth Front. When an attempt was made to rescue the hostages, the Eäplèspthans went underground - or more correctly down a few layers to another of their stacked worlds.
Eventually, Miles and the other hostages came to the notice of one of the ship's nobles, TekLord Chzo, who decided to take the boy in while negotiatons with the Federation was ongoing. The TekLord was trying to work out the lost technology of Galadenellans, and found the boy's inquisiveness and mechanical aptitude most rewarding.
When an ancient lab was discovered in a mezzanine layer between two world layers, TekLord Chzo took young Miles (15) with him to explore it. They found a console and an oversized chair, with long cabinets following it with workstations of some sort. Miles was sitting in the chair when a power spike hit the mezzanine grid, activating the equipment.
He had a vague realization that someone was screaming before he blacked out.
He awoke to an argument between Chzo and Adrley, a Galadenella translator who was part of the native negotiators. The two of them didn't get along well, Adrley was angry at Miles for how close he was to Chzo. The TekLord wanted Adrley to sneak Miles up to the negotiating table and turn the unconscious boy to the Federation so his own doctors could treat him, but the translator was concerned what would happen if they delivered a comatose boy to them.
Both were relieved that Miles was awake again, but he had no memories of what had happened, which concerned the both of them greatly. But before Chzo could act, a Eäplèspth Front assassin shot the teklord. Adrley shot the assassin, then dragged the boy out. She got him up to the "topside" layer and into the hands of an independent civilian trader, Charles Murphy, ordering him to get Miles back to his people before the Eäplèspth Front could send anyone else. She then kissed him, then disappeared into one of the many surface shafts.
Murphy was alone on his ship aside from his robots, and actually desperate for conversation. To help pass the time, he taught the boy how to shoot a phaser, and to a lesser attempt, how to use a fencing foil.
Arriving on Darien, he had to wait a few weeks for his father's ship to arrive - and discovered he was half brother to four brothers and sisters. Something about the whole thing disturbed him, and some months later, when he turned 17, he joined Star Fleet as an enlisted man. It was in boot camp they discovered his mind block. While they had some concerns, there didn't seem to be anything physically wrong with him, so it was decided to let him continue. He rose to Engineer 2nd Class, most of his other duties were maintaining the shuttlecrafts and repairing small equipment.
After his four year hitch, he returned to Darien Colony, grew restless, and decided to try for Star Fleet Academy a year later.
Other Details: Telepathically unreadable. For telepaths, it's like he's not there. Vulcan mind meld examination finds him... disturbing. It's like turning on a radio and hearing static - and it only gets louder the closer you get.
Appearance Description: He is 5'6 and weighs around 168 pounds with a skeletal but toned body type, He has dark brown hair that is quite curly and pretty long reaching passed his ears. Light blue eyes with a small-looking mole on the bottom left of his mouth. Large ears with a thin nose and heightened cheekbones, Another noticeable feature of him is a large scar across his right eye. As well as having the common trait of the Trill spots on his face and neck.
Starfleet Record:
Division: Medical
Role: Ensign
Academy Major: Medicine
Academy Minor(s):Biology, and botany
Personal Information:
Biography: Londo was born on his homeworld of Trill. Participating in the preparation and learning about what to expect being the host for a symbiote. He studied medicine and botany before he joined the Xad symbiote. After he joined the Xad symbiote he wanted to further his studies by joining the Federation. Taking part in the many tests the federation had for joining the Federations. Thanks to the many years of knowledge of his past hosts he was able to complete the test with flying colors.
Other Details: He is also a skilled musician and singer. Anything not covered in prior categories
I'm trying to come up with more backstory for Londo, perhaps you could give me some points on what else I could add to his history?
Family is a good starter. Did they have a normal family? Mother, Father, brothers, sisters? Grandma and Grandpa?
Or was this a line family - First Husband, First Wife, Second Husband, Second wife, Third Husband, Third Wife, etc. A lot of brothers and sisters
Pets? Friends? Is one or more parents well known for something? Did they grow up in the city? Did they move? Why did they move? When did they meet their first symbiote? First Star Fleet person?
Notable Events of childhood? Adolescence? How was medical school? Friends? Lovers? Got locked in the Gross Anatomy lab? First surgery?
@Expendable The Prince has very high stats, like, really high. And some of the stats don't make much sense, considering his background and life-style. Considering he ca't figure out that his own cabin boy is a female, I'm surprised his Wits and his Perception aren't way lower. Also, he doesn't seem to have gone through any rigorous training or had a particularly hard life, so his Strength being as high as it is also doesn't make much sense.
However, if those are the stats you want, then that's fine. I'm just giving you my opinion on them as the GM.
As for your skills, I'd prefer it if you actually used real descriptions to detail how well he does what, rather than a numeric-system which I have no idea how to, or knowledge of, to properly measure.
The Cabin "Boy" has a lot of history and drama, but a lot of it is very vague and seems to assume the reader knows the name-dropped characters, places and titles of the things and people mentioned... Which is fine, but it feels a bit like starting to read a book at the very middle and having names and locations thrown at you, without any prior info about them.
Both characters are otherwise fully acceptable, but again, I'd like it if you edited the Skills-part of both of them first.
First paragraph establishes his extensive training, but I've no problem dumbing down Prince Dunderhead further. Are these stats and skill descriptions more to your liking? I'm using your pirate parameters scale to give a quick read of their skill levels - a B in navigation, for example.
And really it's not entirely his fault for not realizing Aywin's a girl. She was mal-nourished from prison, and food aboard navy ships isn't that much better, honestly. Lots of protein and some carbs, good for muscle mass but little else. And I do mean little. Despite her age and thanks to her elven blood, she looks like a skinny, underdeveloped teenager.
As far as titles go, a marquis is a high ranking noble, just below a duke. Aywin's uncle, the judge, is a government official who works under him, top third. Or at least did.
Sorry about the names. Aywin ought to know her family. Really they're hooks for future information.
As far as the rest go, sorry it's vague but I'm just putting in the basic important details, they're story hooks for later. Like if the captain goes digging through the cabin boy's sea bag and finds her medal. I know it's tied to the blockade of Mylmashys and the fireships, something the captain might have heard of.
I am a seven-foot tall minecraft-playing hindu guru drag-queen alien.
Possessor of an Ancient Device™ Model 17. No, I don't know what it does. No, you can't play with it.
Pronouns: It. As in: "What is it? What does it want? Why is it here? Oh my god, it's got my... <insert random body part or object here>"
Likes: World Domination, Writing, Rpg, scifi/fantasy, anime, sketchup 3d models, and [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jmKRgqWGrWc]anime music videos[/url].
Companions: a host of characters from other games, my personal muse Penny (as in Bad), and the Badger gang - Toothpick, Buttons, Shark, and Mongo. They grew up in the balcony of an old theatre that played a lot of gangster movies. Normally benign, but may invade the OOC forums.
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