Jones Sparrow

The Marauders (2016)

Name: Raymond Chase

AKA: Ray, Cap, Atlas, The Marauder

Age: 26

Race: Human

Appearance:

Raymond

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Leader, a jack of all trades but, but is usually the play maker and an excellent fighter pilot

Bio:

His Story

Unlike a lot of humans out there now a days, I was born on Earth. A modest, humble place in the heart of the United States named Colorado. I never met my dad, but mom assured me and my sister that he was the greatest man she ever met. We came from the long line of explorers. Our family line went all the way back to Leif Erikson, and our great great great great great grandfather was on board the first space shuttle out of our solar system... But that was on my father's side, and he left a long time ago. My mom became broken. A drunk, a drug user... so it left me to take care of my mom and little sister... And then He showed up. My father's apparent best friend started to get friendlier and friendlier with my mom, and soon enough he became my stepdad. He was a disgrace of a man. He did nothing but smoke, drink, yell at my mom, and when he wasn't doing that he was beating me for standing up for her.

But my mother never left. Maybe if she knew the fate of my dad she would have done something... but her sadness weighed her down, left her the broken pieces of the woman she once was... I started to rebel against my step dad. I would steal from his wallet, make my "attacks" on him look like accidents, I would often get in fights with people and give them my step dad's name as mine to see if they would come to our house and start beating the shit out of him. It never worked.

One night I came home after school to find... m-my mother in a bloody mess on the ground, my sister crying with a bloody nose, and the stench of liquor filling my nose as I saw my step dad over them. I fought back. My mom said I was so much like my father. Strong, brave, willing to step up and do the right thing... But as I fought my step dad, I thought if my dad was so great, then why did he leave his family with this man.

That was the start of my criminal record. After that my step father never pressed charges on me, my mom said it was all an accident, but he sent me to a military school... At the Spire, the Galactic Committee's headquarters. Turns out I come from a long line of important soldiers in the Chase family, so they were eager to take me in. I never considered myself a soldier, but the more I got compared to my father, the more I got angry with him. He sounded perfect, too good to be true, and yet my mother was a raging alcoholic, my sister was afraid to leave the house, and I was thousands of lightyears away to do anything to protect them. So to me, Todd Chase wasn't that special.

I was one of the top in my class when I eventually graduated, and had my own squadron and ship. We were a peace keeping unit that dealt with new interactions with alien colonies, or any hate crime distributions. One of the Committee's enemies planned a terrorist attack on a new allied colony accepting to join the Committee. The aftermath of the battle had My whole squadron dead, except me, but I didn't leave uninjured. My left hand had a horrible shake now, and nicknamed Atlas for withstanding so much pain and punishment during the battle.

I was put on medical leave, to go back home and see my mom and sister again.

I came home to find out the worst news you could ever get. Jamie Chase, My mother, apparently "fell down the stairs" and passed away two years ago. One year after that, my step father wasted the family inheritance, and he was so unstable to protect my sister they took her away. She blamed me for not staying, and she refused to tell me where she was... My step father ruined my life.

I wanted to fight him, to kill the man who murdered my mother and took away my baby sister... But I didn't. My left arm was too badly hurt, My heart felt hollow, and so I left without another word to the man... The next morning the Committee police were at my door, and I was charged the the murder of my step dad, and my next door neighbors. I was court marshaled, found guilty of my crimes, and sent to a maximum security prison known as The Rock.

I was 22 at this time. I was broken myself. I hated my step father. I hated that I was in this prison for a crime that I didn't do but wish I did. I was mad at the Committee for finding the wrong guy, for throwing me here after my years of service to them... But most importantly, I was mad at my dad. Wherever he was, I hoped he was miserable with the fact that he left his perfect family behind, and I hoped he found out that his wife was dead, his daughter was traumatized, and his son was in jail. I hoped that crushed him more than it crushed me.

Then the Committee came to my cell. They offered me another chance to make myself something other than a husk in a cell. They offered me a ship, a chance to lead. To be a Stellar Explorer. They told me it was a suicide mission, that I would most likely die within days by some terrorist party out there, or getting swallowed up in some giant plant on some planet... But a part of me held an idiotic concept. I had hope that I would be able to clear my name. Or to find my father. Or to see my sister again... I accepted, and I was the proud owner of my new Assault-Class Exploration ship, "The Monroe."

I was assigned a team, my natural leadership skills and my time in the military made them trust me, but.. My time in the COMMITTEE military left me in some tension with some of the crew. That soon faded when we survived our first assignment... Fighting a fleet of invisible ant-men type aliens on a remote planet surrounded by quick sand. Our reputation grew mission after mission. Whether it be planet data collection, or recon strikes. We became the best exploration team in the galaxy, and got the title: The Marauders.

It's not been an easy ride. I've made close friends, and I've lost many of them. There are some old seasoned veterans on the team, and new guys. I would do anything to keep them safe, and I continue my search for my father, and have been pestering the Committee to let me see my sister again... I've never told anyone about my past. All they know is that I was put away for killing my step dad and neighbors... And yet they trust me. I will protect my ship, and my crew with my life... But there are only a very select few that know about my past and my alternate goals, though. Maybe my past will come back to haunt me... But for now, I'll go along with this ride... I'm with great people, and although we are technically on a suicide mission, I've had some fun. What can I say? A group of crazies and criminals do know how to have a good time.

Personality: Contrary to many criminal stereotypes, Ray is Noble, Brave, and headstrong. He can be a smartass, especially to the Committee. He hides his past with jokes and sarcasm, and he takes his role as the leader very seriously. Extremely loyal to all his crew mates, and has a very strong sense of protection-- especially towards children and mothers. Ever since he lost his squad when he served in the committee he feels like every casualty taken on his crew is solely his fault, and it wears him down no matter how well he hides it.

Weapon(s) : An old Colt Revolver that has been modified to shoot elemental bullets. It has been in the Chase family for a very long time. Raymond also has a combat glove, the knuckles are equipped with G-force technology, when it makes contact with an opponent it sends a mach-speed punch, producing a large bass-y boom as well. The glove also is able to produce a 5 foot long electrical whip.

Star-Fighter:

Raven

http://s200.photobucket.com/user/maxwell1272/media/raven_by_karanak-d4inzt1_zps86b8099e.jpg.html

One of the first generation star-fighters, Raymond first flew Raven during his time in the Military, when he was put in charge of the Marauders he found out that his fighter was sent to be scrapped. During a mission to recover intel from a wreck on a junk planet, he found his old ship sitting there to rot. He managed to fly it back to the Monroe and patched it up over the three years of being a Marauder.

Family/Relationship?: Raymond has very strong feelings,with the Crew's Doctor, Luirae Driani. Rae has the Captain's full trust and loyalty, and She's the only one who knows about his past.

His sister, Paige Chase, has refused to talk to him since he was arrested, and no one knows whether his real father is alive or dead.

Other: Has a scar on his upper lip from his step father, and due to his military days whenever he stands still for too long his left hand starts to shake

A Sci-Fi Space Adventure! (Marauder's Reboot)

THE RP IS UP!!!

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/144088-the-marauders-2016/ooc

I'll also put the link into the original post!

The Marauders (2016)

In the year 2030 the lonely isolate planet of Earth sent its first brave men and women to Mars. 30 years later, the United Nations sent another crew to the Red Planet to start colonizing... This was the birth of human space travel. It took them another hundred years to travel farther, and eventually in the year 2338 Earth finally found the secret for galactic travel. So Earth embarked on the greatest expedition it has ever devised. Their search for Extra-Terrestrial life didn't take long, as they were soon contacted. The Human race soon encountered an organization called the Galactic Committee. The Committee consisted of different species from different planets that served under their set of laws to keep peace within the Galaxy. It didn't take long for humans to add their influence, as they had the first Human diplomat inducted into the Committee only 20 years later.

120 years after the humans joined the Committee there have been much more treaties, agreements, and prosperity. Humans now have allies, and have been exchanging technology, it was the Human's Golden Age. But, like every civilization, there is not total peace and order. There are some alien races that have not accepted the Committee's treaties and keep to themselves, other races have become intergalactic pirates. Planets and species will have their civil wars, diplomats will disagree, and crime is everywhere, like every colony.

At this time there was also a dropped rate in stellar exploration. The idea of going out into the unknown, charting and exploring new territories and recording them was exciting for the young and curious. When more and more expedition teams started disappearing, that idea quickly died out. The farther out Explorers went from the known galaxy, the darker and deadlier it became in any direction. The harsh reality was that even though this was a Golden Age, there was always crime and corruption.

The amount of volunteers to go out and explore plummeted. In desperation the Galactic Committee formed a new law: Any criminal found guilty could be charged of their crime... Or, they could sign up to be in the Expedition Force for the Galactic Committee. Many of the criminals who signed up to explore the galaxy died within weeks by either attempted mutiny, pirate raids, or other complications... But there is one team lead by a notorious criminal that has survived much longer than anyone ever has, and has been known to defuse galactic tension.

They are called The Marauders. The crew is mostly composed of criminals, but some of the Galaxy's best have joined the infamous group to help better the galaxy, or for the thrill of adventure. Many crew members have come and gone (mostly by death), but the commander and captain of the Marauder's has survived through everything the Marauders have gone against.

The Golden Age is going strong, and mostly due to the work of the Marauders. Do you have what it takes to become a member?

LORE:

The Marauders

Captain
-Raymond Chase [Jones Sparrow]

Pilot
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Doctor
-Luirae Driani [Akayaofthemoon]
-Nathan Buchanan (Assistant) [Avanhelsing]

Scout/Intelligence
- Tahillie Junta [DeathXtheXTree]

Assault/Defense
-Cassie O'Hare [Liberator]
-Stun (First Strike Specialist) [Traitor]
-Katie (Ship-Side Weapons Expert) [Hawlin]

Mechanic
-8-Ball [Thecrash20]

Other
-Jolenar (Xreene Observer) [Ollumhammersong]

The Monroe

The Monroe is a Third Generation Assault-Class Stellar Expedition Vessel. Although it is large, the Monroe is able to maneuver and attack during hostile engagement. It has a state of the art medical bay, research facility, scanners, an AI co-pilot that helps run and maintain the ship, and many more features. The Monroe is also equipped with a docking bay, where the crew can store valuables, and their own assault-class fighter vessels. The Monroe has survived longer than expected due to Captain Raymond Chase and his crew members for over three years of service.

Medical Bay and Genetics Lab

The Monroe is equipped with a state of the art medical bay run by Doctor Luirae Driani. Critical life sustaining beds, full body scanner that detects any health problem, a collection of almost every known poison, antidote, and medicine in the known galaxy, as well as a universal operating table meant for every known species, as well as a very large set of tools and equipment.



Connected to the Medical Bay is a highly advanced genetics lab run by Dr. Nathan Buchanan. For three years the Marauders have been the top exploration crew in the galaxy, finding new life, and biological materials. With the lab they can diagnose and research anything they come across in their work, finding new cures to diseases, creating life, and many other experiments.

The Bridge

Although the Monroe isn't the latest version of Exploration Vessels, the Bridge is fully functional with pristine equipment. Blast resistant windows are in the front, with a deplorable holographic map of the known galaxy in the center. Along the sides are the ships scanners, reading levels, radar, hyperdrive console, and near the front is the manual ship controls. The AI Tango takes physical form in the bridge.

Ladders are near the front of the bridge, where you can go down to operate defense turrets, and each side has a docking bay door for evacuation, or to connect smaller ships to enter the Monroe.

Hangar Bay and Cargo Hold

Makobi's main areas of operation on board the Monroe:

"Alright lemme give everyone a quick tour!"

Hangar Bay

"So the hangar bay where all ships are stored is the first thing you see when you enter from the rear docking gate. You see the striped floor from the bottom of the picture going to your right, and then swinging left to a lower section? That takes you to the cargo hold.."

Cargo Hold

"This is where all outbound and incoming shipments are stowed. Not much goes on here, apart from moving a bunch of containers around, but I like to use the space for an occasional pow wow with the crew."

The Galactic Committee

The Galactic Committee was founded five thousand years ago when The First Contact War ended between the two eldest alien races, the Tu'Veeri and the Yhei. The Committee is run by five of the most abundant species in the known galaxy: The Tu'Veeri, Yhei, The Fogei, the Furtim, and Humans. Hundreds of different species of aliens are under Committee rule, and all have a part in the organization. Their goal is to keep the known galaxy safe from intergalactic trouble on each space colony, enforcing treaty laws, and to expand further into the Golden Age of space travel. The home base for the Galactic Committee is a large space hub named the Spire, an impressive, large stationary piece of work created by the Yhei five thousand years ago. Stores, houses, shipping and trade, courthouses, jails, it has everything and anything.

Tu'Veeri

The first race to discover space travel over 5000 years ago. Their first contact with an alien species was with the second eldest species, the Yhei. Their race is known for their nobility, intense military training, and their ability to be very literal. The humans often refer to them as galactic knights.

Their race is slightly humanoid, and bipedal. They are almost always ginormous, with muscular frames, and a stiff composure. The males have lighter pigmented skin than the females. The Tu'Veeri are typically never shorter than 5'9". They have strong jaws, long dark hair (the color varies, but usually it is many colors except blonde), and their eyes constantly change color. Some Tu'Veeri have been known to be born with four arms due to ancestral lineage.

They reproduce with one mate for life, and due to their noble nature never cheat or divorce. Children are given a sheltered but very strict life until they are old enough to learn to fight, using their childhood to learn nobility and rules and the rest to master the art of war.

Although they are noble and considered the wisest, they did not get along with the Yhei. To them, they were advanced in their technology, but never found the need for space travel. They took each other as threats, both thinking they were supreme. For three centuries a war raged on, until ultimately the Tu'Veeri won. They both created a treaty to become allies, and thus, the Galactic Committee was formed. The Head Council member has almost always been Tu'Veeri. Although it has been a very long time since the First Contact War, the Tu'Veeri and Yhei still have differences and hold bitterness at certain times.

Their home planet of Noi is located closer to the center of the Milky Way Galaxy. Their planet, like Earth, is the only planet that had life until they started to branch out. Filled with rolling hills and elegant sunsets, their technology is state of the art, with castle-like buildings, and bustling utopias. Being with noble nature they have limited building on their planet to give it a natural look and to honor their heritage. The children go out to learn to fight in the rolling hills and vast mountain ranges. Their greatest source of water is one giant ocean, the Tu'Veeri can filter any water no matter how contaminated.

The Yhei

The Yhei have always been the most technologically advanced. They were so focused in their own world and creations, that they found the need to leave their home planet least priority. When the Tu'Veeri appeared, though, they took them as a threat. Pirates that wanted their treasures and advancements.

While the Tu'Veeri were focused on the noble art of war, The Yhei constantly fought their wars with tricks and guerrilla warfare. They hold on for quite a while, but the force and skill of their enemies was too much, and the fighting turned pointless. The Yhei soon surrendered. They agreed on the surprisingly reasonable terms of the Tu'Veeri, but always held a bitterness towards them. The Yhei were in charge of creating the home station of the Galactic Committee on an isolated planet in between the Yhei and Tu'Veeri's homeworlds. It was the largest biologically made structure in the galaxy, and welcomed any species willing to cooperate.

The Yhei are lightweight, and to humans look like a mix of a human and frog. They are born with six fingers on each hand, very skinny arms, an large heads. They also have two alligator-type eyes, and all have grins to make anyone uneasy. Their skin tone varies from each individual, but there is always a small tinge of orange pigment.

Although they are one of the founders of the Committee, they spend most of their times as inventors, scavengers, and researchers. They take pride in their work, and usually think little of the intelligence of other races, so they mostly dwell in the lower levels of the Committee hub, in hospitals, or on their homeworld.

Their Homeworld is located only 3 lightyears away from the Tu'Veeri, thus making it easy for them to be the first contacted. The Planet Muck is filled with large swamps, and acidic rain. To make up for it, the Yhei have built mighty cities above world that is extremely durable, and have most of their biggest cities underwater for protection. Only rarely do the Yhei get outsiders to travel to their planet. Mostly everything on their planet is steam powered due to the abundance of water.

The Forgei

The Forgei got their spot on the Galactic Committee due to their large abundance of wealth. Most (but not all) of this race are familiar with precious materials all over the world. They are a civilization of collectors. They rarely fight physically due to their short nature (their normal height is around 5'6"). To humans the Forgei look like lemurs, with only three toes on each of their very large feet. Their fur is lightly blue and be as dark as purple, their four yellow eyes are their most dominant feature on their face, and the strongest limb they have is their tails.

When they were first found by the Committee three thousand years ago, they were quick to try and ally with the organization. They were obviously the wealthiest. Their home planet has a very large abundance of the rarest material in the galaxy: Light Stone. A rock that's so enriched with elements, characteristics and reactions that it radiates a warm yellow glow. It is the secret to intergalactic travel, and used for many new weapons that the Forgei have now produced.

The Forgei serve as the Committee's funding party, and rarely have any of their kind in the Committee's military. Instead they keep to politics, having most of them running smaller levels of the Committee. Although they do not fight, they have a very strong voice and say on what goes on in the galaxy due to their wealth, and currently do not think that stellar exploration is a good idea.

The Forgei are from a planet known as Losc, a planet heavily filled with rainforests and jungles. Everything on the planet is so rich in elements that it looks almost as if the planet itself was alive. The Forgei are very protective of their riches, and rarely let visitors travel to their planet.

The Furtim

The Furtim were the hardest to locate, and quite possibly the most mysterious. They appeared to the Committee three thousand years ago, but have claimed to be watching them for quite some time.

Although extremely polite and very literal, the Furtim have the ability of natural camouflage. The Furtim never blink, their giant dark eyes giving them an owl-like head movement, twitching and turning towards any sudden noises. The Furtim don't have noses, only two slits where it would be, they are around 6 feet tall, the women are only a couple inches shorter. The most noticeable trait is their scales. Their scales are constantly moving, soft to the touch, yet very very strong, and have no definite color. For the most part they are normally a dark gray, but are known to change color depending on the Furtim's mood. The scales give them the ability of natural camouflage, being able to turn almost completely invisible. Although humanoid, they resemble lizards to Humans.

Before they made contact with the Committee they would often live in secrecy, observing, calculating. They are incredibly religious and have high sense or moral codes due to it... but that doesn't mean they are peaceful. They are known for being quiet assassins for hire, although they don't accept just money as payment. They must be called by a ritual, and you must have a justifiable cause for your target to die.

Because of their literate nature they are often confused as being cold, unforgiving, and cruel, but in reality they are sympathetic to anyone who shows their emotions, and once you have their loyalty and trust, they will never betray you.

Their home planet is mostly dense forests, and large glistening lakes. Many would debate that the Furtim homeworld, Nox, is the most beautiful in the known galaxy. The world is still, nature is the most significant feature, and the Furtim usually live within the trees in elegant, yet simple, houses, and have countless beautiful shrines to their gods.

The Enemy

Nothing is just set in black and white. Not everyone who came across the Galactic Committee joined up and agreed with their laws... When you create an organization with a military and purpose, there will always be someone that goes against you. In the early years of the Committee when it was just the Tu'Veeri and Yhei they stumbled upon a race that they described as pure evil.

The Dread

Although this race is the biggest threat to the Galactic Committee, they haven't been seen for four thousand years. The historical records state that the very first stellar exploration group found their home planet. Many species have a name for this world, but it roughly translates to the same thing through all languages: "Hell."

The exploration ship eventually made it back to the Spire, but inside the ship held the aftermath and the new species' reply. The halls were painted red, no bodies were ever found, and only one message was written in the blood: Death

That proved two things to the Committee: Not everyone was working towards peace, and they were intelligent, and deadly. The Committee soon went to war. Their cargo ships were intercepted, colonies would be attacked, and many encounters occurred with this race. In defiance of the this evil enemy, they never called them by their own name, but instead called them The Dread. The Dread quite enjoyed that name.

They were locked in what seemed to be an eternal war, but the Committee had more firepower, and more funding... And one day, the Dread vanished without a trace. No one knows where they went, or why they went, but the constant fear of them coming back made the Tu'Veeri and Yhei paranoid. They set up secret plans for when that day would come, but after four thousand years they still haven't been seen. They have now become a legend. Myths that parents tell kids to get them to do something. There are stories about meeting The Dread right before you die... Most people try to hide their fear with these stories, but the Tu'Veeri and Yhei rarely talk about them, and there have been occasional reports of people seeing the species every once in a while.

Because of the time span, and the legends, no one knows that the Dread look like anymore. Some describe them as blood red dragon skin with sinister horns coming out of their body, others say they are so pale white they are almost translucent, and can kill you with just a glance from their menacing pitch black eyes. Most of the Committee is afraid of traveling too far out in the galaxy in fear that they will run in to the Dread again.

RULES:

1) Although I classified the five major species in the Galaxy, you don't have to be those five! You can make your own race of alien, you just have to run it by me before! And don't make it a "god race" where it is perfect and nothing can harm/kill it!

2) This RP is going to really be story driven! So please no simple sentences for posts! I prefer quality over quantity, but "He went into the room" is not a good way to keep the story going!

3) Don't be mean to each other! Respect is important here! So if you have a problem with someone, either talk it out in a PM or let me or the Co-GM's know so they can handle it as well!

4) This will have a ton of different elements in it! Romance, action, humor, adventure, drama, and more! So this isn't for the young kiddos out there! haha

5)Everyone will have a role on the team, but there can be co-[insert role here] if you talk to the original role taker haha

6) If you have any questions regarding the RP me and the Co-GM's are more than willing to help out in any way!

7) if you are going to be gone for a certain amount of time, please tell us before hand! Also little status updates are helpful too! It shows us who is still interested and wants to keep moving on, or of something got in the way of you posting!

8) Until we know how many people are going to be in this RP, please limit yourself to one character Unless you talk to me or the Co-GM

CHARACTER SHEET:

Name:
AKA: optional
Age:
Race: Human, Tu'Veeri, Yhei, etc. can make up your own
Appearance:
Faction: Marauder, Criminal, Bounty Hunter, Committee member/soldier, etc.
Role in Team?: Marauder only. Examples are Doctor, Mechanic, Pilot, Guns expert, etc.
Bio: Doesnt have to be long.
Personality:
Weapon(s) : optional
Star-fighter?: The Monroe is large enough to hold one-person fighter ships known as Star-Fighters, to anyone experienced enough to fly in combat. This is OPTIONAL, but if you would like to add one, insert an image, or description of what it looks like! On a side note, if your role on the team wouldn't really need one, you probably won't use it haha
Family/Relationship?: Optional
Other:

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Name: Raymond Chase

AKA: Ray, Cap, Atlas, The Marauder

Age: 26

Race: Human

Appearance:

Raymond

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Leader, a jack of all trades but, but is usually the play maker and an excellent fighter pilot

Bio:

His Story

Unlike a lot of humans out there now a days, I was born on Earth. A modest, humble place in the heart of the United States named Colorado. I never met my dad, but mom assured me and my sister that he was the greatest man she ever met. We came from the long line of explorers. Our family line went all the way back to Leif Erikson, and our great great great great great grandfather was on board the first space shuttle out of our solar system... But that was on my father's side, and he left a long time ago. My mom became broken. A drunk, a drug user... so it left me to take care of my mom and little sister... And then He showed up. My father's apparent best friend started to get friendlier and friendlier with my mom, and soon enough he became my stepdad. He was a disgrace of a man. He did nothing but smoke, drink, yell at my mom, and when he wasn't doing that he was beating me for standing up for her.

But my mother never left. Maybe if she knew the fate of my dad she would have done something... but her sadness weighed her down, left her the broken pieces of the woman she once was... I started to rebel against my step dad. I would steal from his wallet, make my "attacks" on him look like accidents, I would often get in fights with people and give them my step dad's name as mine to see if they would come to our house and start beating the shit out of him. It never worked.

One night I came home after school to find... m-my mother in a bloody mess on the ground, my sister crying with a bloody nose, and the stench of liquor filling my nose as I saw my step dad over them. I fought back. My mom said I was so much like my father. Strong, brave, willing to step up and do the right thing... But as I fought my step dad, I thought if my dad was so great, then why did he leave his family with this man.

That was the start of my criminal record. After that my step father never pressed charges on me, my mom said it was all an accident, but he sent me to a military school... At the Spire, the Galactic Committee's headquarters. Turns out I come from a long line of important soldiers in the Chase family, so they were eager to take me in. I never considered myself a soldier, but the more I got compared to my father, the more I got angry with him. He sounded perfect, too good to be true, and yet my mother was a raging alcoholic, my sister was afraid to leave the house, and I was thousands of lightyears away to do anything to protect them. So to me, Todd Chase wasn't that special.

I was one of the top in my class when I eventually graduated, and had my own squadron and ship. We were a peace keeping unit that dealt with new interactions with alien colonies, or any hate crime distributions. One of the Committee's enemies planned a terrorist attack on a new allied colony accepting to join the Committee. The aftermath of the battle had My whole squadron dead, except me, but I didn't leave uninjured. My left hand had a horrible shake now, and nicknamed Atlas for withstanding so much pain and punishment during the battle.

I was put on medical leave, to go back home and see my mom and sister again.

I came home to find out the worst news you could ever get. Jamie Chase, My mother, apparently "fell down the stairs" and passed away two years ago. One year after that, my step father wasted the family inheritance, and he was so unstable to protect my sister they took her away. She blamed me for not staying, and she refused to tell me where she was... My step father ruined my life.

I wanted to fight him, to kill the man who murdered my mother and took away my baby sister... But I didn't. My left arm was too badly hurt, My heart felt hollow, and so I left without another word to the man... The next morning the Committee police were at my door, and I was charged the the murder of my step dad, and my next door neighbors. I was court marshaled, found guilty of my crimes, and sent to a maximum security prison known as The Rock.

I was 22 at this time. I was broken myself. I hated my step father. I hated that I was in this prison for a crime that I didn't do but wish I did. I was mad at the Committee for finding the wrong guy, for throwing me here after my years of service to them... But most importantly, I was mad at my dad. Wherever he was, I hoped he was miserable with the fact that he left his perfect family behind, and I hoped he found out that his wife was dead, his daughter was traumatized, and his son was in jail. I hoped that crushed him more than it crushed me.

Then the Committee came to my cell. They offered me another chance to make myself something other than a husk in a cell. They offered me a ship, a chance to lead. To be a Stellar Explorer. They told me it was a suicide mission, that I would most likely die within days by some terrorist party out there, or getting swallowed up in some giant plant on some planet... But a part of me held an idiotic concept. I had hope that I would be able to clear my name. Or to find my father. Or to see my sister again... I accepted, and I was the proud owner of my new Assault-Class Exploration ship, "The Monroe."

I was assigned a team, my natural leadership skills and my time in the military made them trust me, but.. My time in the COMMITTEE military left me in some tension with some of the crew. That soon faded when we survived our first assignment... Fighting a fleet of invisible ant-men type aliens on a remote planet surrounded by quick sand. Our reputation grew mission after mission. Whether it be planet data collection, or recon strikes. We became the best exploration team in the galaxy, and got the title: The Marauders.

It's not been an easy ride. I've made close friends, and I've lost many of them. There are some old seasoned veterans on the team, and new guys. I would do anything to keep them safe, and I continue my search for my father, and have been pestering the Committee to let me see my sister again... I've never told anyone about my past. All they know is that I was put away for killing my step dad and neighbors... And yet they trust me. I will protect my ship, and my crew with my life... But there are only a very select few that know about my past and my alternate goals, though. Maybe my past will come back to haunt me... But for now, I'll go along with this ride... I'm with great people, and although we are technically on a suicide mission, I've had some fun. What can I say? A group of crazies and criminals do know how to have a good time.

Personality: Contrary to many criminal stereotypes, Ray is Noble, Brave, and headstrong. He can be a smartass, especially to the Committee. He hides his past with jokes and sarcasm, and he takes his role as the leader very seriously. Extremely loyal to all his crew mates, and has a very strong sense of protection-- especially towards children and mothers. Ever since he lost his squad when he served in the committee he feels like every casualty taken on his crew is solely his fault, and it wears him down no matter how well he hides it.

Weapon(s) : An old Colt Revolver that has been modified to shoot elemental bullets. It has been in the Chase family for a very long time. Raymond also has a combat glove, the knuckles are equipped with G-force technology, when it makes contact with an opponent it sends a mach-speed punch, producing a large bass-y boom as well. The glove also is able to produce a 5 foot long electrical whip.

Star-Fighter:

Raven

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One of the first generation star-fighters, Raymond first flew Raven during his time in the Military, when he was put in charge of the Marauders he found out that his fighter was sent to be scrapped. During a mission to recover intel from a wreck on a junk planet, he found his old ship sitting there to rot. He managed to fly it back to the Monroe and patched it up over the three years of being a Marauder.

Family/Relationship?: Has a strong, and complicated relationship with the Crew's Doctor, Luirae Driani. She's the only one who knows about his past. His sister has refused to talk to him since he was arrested, and no one knows whether his real father is alive or dead.

Other: Has a scar on his upper lip from his step father, and due to his military days whenever he stands still for too long his left hand starts to shake

A Sci-Fi Space Adventure! (Marauder's Reboot)

Sorry for such a long delay, folks! I've been rereading what I've made so many times I'm just trying to make it perfect and clear so that you guys will enjoy it as much as I do!

I will upload it within the hour at most though!!!

A Sci-Fi Space Adventure! (Marauder's Reboot)

@tal0n

Akaya will send you the list of alien species and cultures

and as for tech, a lot of it is kinda explained in the backstory of each species.

the origins of space travel started 5,000 years ago with the Tu'Veeri and Yhei. The Yhei especially are incredibly advanced and made mostly every widely used equipment in the known galaxy. There's your classic sci-fi blasters, and ships, and 'Hyper drive' mode, and I am very open to any sci-fi idea anyone has, because my character uses an old revolver modified to shoot elemental bullets, and a combat glove to produces an electrified whip... so I'm very open to see what you guys think up! haha

@Traitor

Glad we got your interest! I'll be putting up the RP soon!

A Sci-Fi Space Adventure! (Marauder's Reboot)

@Nightwing95

then forget that PM I just sent you hahaha

And I'll be happy to answer any questions you have!

A Sci-Fi Space Adventure! (Marauder's Reboot)

Glad to see so many interests!!

and thanks for helping out again, @Akayaofthemoon!!

@Nightwing95

I'll send you the link of the species ASAP,my friend!

@Ollumhammersong

Yeah, there will be a lot more races and species of aliens than what we've created, but the ones on the RP list will be the majority of the population, and things like that. I really like creativity, so if you PM me or Akaya about what you have in mind, we can tell you if it works, knowing us we will most likely accept it XD

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Since there's so much interest, I'm going to try and make the RP sometime today when I have the time, and I'll notify everyone when its up!

A Sci-Fi Space Adventure! (Marauder's Reboot)

Hello! this is a reboot for a RP I created a little while ago, and would really like to pick up and continue again!! It's in the distant future, where humanity has unlocked the art of space exploration, and come in contact with other intelligent life who has also managed to do so! I have a more detailed plot right here, and I have created backstories and different species of aliens (that I will add into the RP if this gets interest!)

The Plot!

In the year 2030 the lonely isolate planet of Earth sent its first brave men and women to Mars. 30 years later, the United Nations sent another crew to the Red Planet to start colonizing... This was the birth of human space travel. It took them another hundred years to travel farther, and eventually in the year 2338 Earth finally found the secret for galactic travel. So Earth embarked on the greatest expedition it has ever devised. Their search for Extra-Terrestrial life didn't take long, as they were soon contacted. The Human race soon encountered an organization called the Galactic Committee. The Committee consisted of different species from different planets that served under their set of laws to keep peace within the Galaxy. It didn't take long for humans to add their influence, as they had the first Human diplomat inducted into the Committee only 20 years later.

120 years after the humans joined the Committee there have been much more treaties, agreements, and prosperity. Humans now have allies, and have been exchanging technology, it was the Human's Golden Age. But, like every civilization, there is not total peace and order. There are some alien races that have not accepted the Committee's treaties and keep to themselves, other races have become intergalactic pirates. Planets and species will have their civil wars, diplomats will disagree, and crime is everywhere, like every colony.

At this time there was also a dropped rate in stellar exploration. It was an exciting idea for ships to go out into uncharted territory, to chart, explore, and record data of new worlds. That idea quickly died when more and more ships never returned back to the Committee. The farther out Explorers went from the known galaxy, the darker and deadlier it became in any direction. The harsh reality was that even though this was a Golden Age, there was always crime and corruption.

The amount of volunteers to go out and explore plummeted. In desperation the Galactic Committee formed a new law: Any criminal found guilty could be charged of their crime... Or, they could sign up to be in the Expedition Force for the Galactic Committee. Many of the criminals who signed up to explore the galaxy died within weeks by either attempted mutiny, pirate raids, or other complications... But there is one team lead by a notorious criminal that has survived much longer than anyone ever has, and has been known to defuse galactic tension.

They are called The Marauders. The crew is mostly composed of criminals, but some of the Galaxy's best have joined the infamous group to help better the galaxy, or for the thrill of adventure. Many crew members have come and gone (mostly by death), but the commander and captain of the Marauder's has survived through everything the Marauders have gone against.

The Golden Age is going strong, and mostly due to the work of the Marauders. Do you have what it takes to become a member?

We are a group of space explorers, mostly composed of criminals, who should have died a long time ago, but have defied the odds and have become the most known exploration unit in the galaxy! Although mostly all of them are criminals, some people volunteered with their own reasons for joining the Marauders. Do they want to explore the unknown? Or make a difference? Do they seek redemption, or have their own personal agenda? The choice is yours!

Is anyone interested so far??

LINK TO THE RP: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/144088-the-marauders-2016/ooc

Nightwing: The New Knight(EasilyAmused and Jones Sparrow)

Abbie was a quick learner, his knee made contact with her body, but that didn't stop her from attempting a counter. He was barely able to dodge the attack to his knee, able to spin away, landing on both feet. There was distance, she was very smart. Close combat was his specialty, so trying to take him on wasn't a great idea. The comment about Nightwing's speed made him a smirk a bit. "He's not as fast as the guy from Central City." Robin called out. Nightwing simply shrugged.

"You can't win them all. But speed is a major influence in a battle. When Batman trained, he trained from an ancient group of assassins. Speed, fear, and strategy were its main focus. Before you fight anyone you have to know their strengths... And what their weaknesses are. Like you've done, you've kept your distance... But we have gadgets to counter long distance fighting until we can get close. It's a massage game of strategy, and thinking. You'll have to learn to make these decisions and act on every opportunity in a fraction of a second."

With a nod towards Robin, he walked over to a button and pressed it, activating five practice dummies from the ground. Their metallic arms held knives, bats, and other sharp and lethal tools, and all ranged from shape and size. "These are what we trained with. And what you will train with too... So I really hope you're serious about all of this, because this won't be a walk in the park."

Robin Hood (EasilyAmused & Jones Sparrow)

The ringing in his ears kept going, but he could hear the applause coming from the stadium. He put one of his hands to his head, scratching it a bit as his vision focused on the blonde haired beauty looking at him in concern. He didn't respond to her questions (Mostly because he didn't hear them). He simply lifted his hand with the baseball in it, and smiled. "what? no, I'm fine... I got this for you." He said with a bit of a slur. Robert was feeling close to normal again as he was helped onto his feet. He had an arm around Marian for support, and he couldn't be happier. The look on her face was priceless as she held the ball.

"Don't get any ideas, by the way." He said in her ear as they walked down the stairs back to their seats. "I got the ball for you, but I only expect a goodnight kiss for all of it." His voice was sarcastic, he managed to catch a glimpse of her before looking away with a big stupid grin on his face. There wasn't much more of the game left, New York was leading, and the Governor still didn't seem to notice his missing items.