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Outcasts - A Star Wars Roleplay

Working on my character will have it up tommorow at the latest.

Outcasts - A Star Wars Roleplay

I am interested in joining this rp.

The Sinking

Arica lay slumped over her console only semiconscious her vision still blurry as she tried to regain her breath. Everything was going in and out of focus though she didn't need to see anything to tell that everything had gone to pot with the smell of electrical fires and charred flesh filling the air. Finally managing to lift her up head up she looked around her sight no longer blurry she saw the sheer and utter devastation that had befallen the bridge. Arica had to slide out of the gap between her chair and console as the chair was wedged in place by debris. The only good thing about this situation was the ship still had some life in her but how much was yet to be determined.
"Helmsman Arica reporting in condition minor injuries medical assistance not required" she sounded off as she checked over her body to find only minor scratches and a bump on her head where she had hit the console when she passed out.

After a few moments of looking she couldn't find a working console that wasn't unoccupied so she decided to comfort and help the injured as best she could. She began checking the pulse of anyone who might still be alive. Some unfortunately on closer inspection had the backs of their head missing or a jagged piece of metal in their backs. However what was truly horrifying were the people who looked like they should be dead but somehow still clung to life. Arica knelt down next to a man who's console had clearly blown up in his face as his eyes were shredded and he had a large piece of his console imbedded in his chest.
"Hello is someone their" the man said weakly.
"Yes don't worry I'm here... the medic will be with you shortly your going to be just fine" she said pausing finding it hard to lie to him as she didn't know how long it would be or if he was going to make it.
"I can't see and my legs I can't feel them... what's wrong with me" he said in a slightly raised voice.
"We won't know until the medic arrives" Arica replied not wanting to tell him about his condition. She signalled the medic to come over pointing down to the injured man not wanting to say anything as it might panic him.

The Sinking

Arica Smith

Name: Arica Smith

Rank: Lieutenant/Navigation Officer

Age: 28

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Height: 5'4

Weight: 10stone 1

Known Medical conditions: Weakened immune system, low bone and muscle density.

Bio: Arica comes from a family who for generations have worked and lived on their freighters. Never setting foot on a planet they just ship cargo from one space station to the next. Most of the time the only people you have for company is your family which makes a lot of people go a bit odd. When Arica was twenty her family ended up not being able to support the costs of running their ship so they sold out to a large cooperation. Her parents managed to get jobs with the company but Arica unfortunately was not offered a job. When she looked around some other freighter companies they either weren't hiring or they couldn't pay Arica what she believed was a fair wage for her work. Eventually Arica went to a military recruitment centre were she heard they were looking for experienced spacers. When she arrived she was quickly seen to being given a talk about how great the pay was and the medical care provided. It was all rather tempting and Arica signed the forms to join the military never once thinking about the likelihood she might die. After all the military was very good at giving of the impression it was invulnerable. The next few years of Arica's life was spent at a military academy so they could train her for war.

How you got here: Arica was at the helm during the battle steering the ship as best she could to avoid incoming fire and wreckage. Has been serving on board the Hanson for about a year.

The Sinking

Hi reworked my cs.

Arica Smith

Name: Arica Smith

Rank: Lieutenant/Navigation Officer

Age: 28

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Height: 5'4

Weight: 10stone 1

Known Medical conditions: Weakened immune system, low bone and muscle density.

Bio: Arica comes from a family who for generations have worked and lived on their freighters. Never setting foot on a planet they just ship cargo from one space station to the next. Most of the time the only people you have for company is your family which makes a lot of people go a bit odd. When Arica was twenty her family ended up not being able to support the costs of running their ship so they sold out to a large cooperation. Her parents managed to get jobs with the company but Arica unfortunately was not offered a job. When she looked around some other freighter companies they either weren't hiring or they couldn't pay Arica what she believed was a fair wage for her work. Eventually Arica went to a military recruitment centre were she heard they were looking for experienced spacers. When she arrived she was quickly seen to being given a talk about how great the pay was and the medical care provided. It was all rather tempting and Arica signed the forms to join the military never once thinking about the likelihood she might die. After all the military was very good at giving of the impression it was invulnerable. The next few years of Arica's life was spent at a military academy so they could train her for war.

How you got here: Arica was at the helm during the battle steering the ship as best she could to avoid incoming fire and wreckage. Has been serving on board the Hanson for about a year.

The Sinking

Hi sorry I'm late getting over from the interest check.

Arica Smith

Name: Arica Smith

Rank: Lieutenant/Navigation Officer

Age: 28

Sex: Female

Appearance:

Height: 5'4

Weight: 10stone 1

Known Medical conditions: None

Bio: Arica comes from a family who for generations have worked and lived on their freighters. Never setting foot on a planet they just ship cargo from one space station to the next. Most of the time the only people you have for company is your family which makes a lot of people go a bit odd. When Arica was twenty her family ended up not being able to support the costs of running their ship so they sold out to a large cooperation. Her parents managed to get jobs with the company but Arica unfortunately was not needed so she was out of work. Without any other choices she ended up joining the military as she couldn't get a job anywhere else as they kept telling her she didn't have enough experience.

How you got here: Arica was at the helm during the battle steering the ship as best she could to avoid incoming fire and wreckage. Has been serving on board the Hanson for about a year.

The Sinking

Would you be able to fit one more in?

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (A DC School RP)

Wow this went quick. Didn't realise how fast this would go so here is what I have. Thought I would have more time but o well.

Chandra

| NAME: |

Chandra Ann Smith

| ALIAS: |

Nightmare Child

| AGE: |

Sixteen

| ABILITIES/SKILLS/EQUIPMENT: |

Chandra has the ability to make nightmare constructs from her mind. She creates these constructs by willing them into existence after which they will only disappear if Chandra adsorbs them or if something destroys them. Her body is surrounded by the same energy she uses to make her constructs acting as an energy shield protecting her. To replenish her energy all she needs to do is sleep or absorb fear from someone by touching them.

Apart from her powers the only thing that Chandra excels in is art. Be it abstract or a portrait she can make something someone would want to hang on their wall.

| LIMITATIONS AND WEAKNESSES: |

Chandra's powers are very taxing causing her to become exhausted and after a while she can even pass out. Of course like most people the more tried she becomes the more prone she is to making mistakes. Chandra also needs to control her emotions and focus when using her powers and if she becomes distracted or is to emotional she won't be able make her constructs and all she will be doing is wasting energy.

There is a physic connection between Chandra and her constructs which could be severed. If such a thing happened her constructs would act like typical monsters destroying whatever they like and killing whoever they please. What would be worse is if someone took over the physic link with her creations putting them in control.

| SAMPLE POST: |

A beautiful scene unfolded in front of Chandra sitting on top of her parent's home as the sun set over the city skyline. No matter how many times she saw the sun set it was never the same and was always worth watching. Looking down she saw other kids her age all hanging out laughing probably at her for being so odd. Maybe if she spoke to them they might like her. However nothing came out of her mouth when she tried to speak and once again her shyness made her look like an idiot with her mouth hanging open. Letting out a disappointed sigh she climbed into her bedroom window to see a lovely bacon butty had been placed on her desk with a glass of lemonade.

It took her only a few minutes to finish her dinner as she had been staving clearly having lost track of time up on the roof for the millionth time. Turning her TV on she switched over to the horror channel so she could laugh at the pitiful monsters and the over the top actors. Curled up next to her was her favourite construct which she called Fluffy and she thought of him as a pet. It looked like a cross between a wolf and a porcupine and to her he was just beautiful. She sat in her room thinking about how she wasn't going to be here much longer and how she was going to be trained at Corrigan. She knew that she needed the training as last time she tried to be a hero things got a bit messy.

She spent the next few hours drawing possible superhero outfits unable to stop herself as she was in one of her musses. Some off them were weird and beyond the realms of practicality doomed to be forever a sketch kind of sad she thought. There were one or two that weren't bad but she just wasn't happy with them as something wasn't quite right but unable to identify the problem she almost chucked her book in frustration as she never wanted to leave one of her pieces unfinished. To calm herself down she did a few silly sketches of what she would like as different superhero sidekicks. Laughing as most of costumes she drew looked ridiculous especially the one were she was Superman's sidekick. However there was one that made her blush as she looked at the sketch of her as what she would like as Wonder Woman's sidekick. Chandra was always a very nervous of showing off too much of her body which is why she always wore clothes that covered up most of her body.

| NOTES: |

She is a clone made from a modified strand of Raven's DNA.
Rescued by the the Justice League before being awoken.
Parents are scientists who have been monitoring her for the Justice League.
Chandra knows nothing of the above.
Loves chocolate milkshakes.

The Corrigan School for Advanced Learning and Development (DC Fandom RP Interest Check)

Very interested in this rp.

Imperfect World (New Players Always Welcome!)

I'm here just being a bit slow.