Ah. Dragonruby and I decided to do first contact with each other and decided it would be best if his people visited my people, rather than vice versa. I decided to have him post ahead of me as my post would be mostly irrelevant to first contact.
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@ClocktowerEchos As Dragonruby pointed out, the IC was opened up approximately four hours ago. You haven't missed much.
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@Dragonruby
The scar in real-space did not go unnoticed. Even before it could be picked up visually, sensors throughout the star system began to wail as the hole widened and unique patterns of radiation emerged. It was not the usual flare of neutrons and gamma radiation common in Ouroboros space. As the enraged reddish hue of the vortex grew larger, the first satellites to detect it were hailing the nearest warhost, relaying the data as quickly as it was gathered. The vortex stabilized at the L4 point of a moderately sized ice-covered world. The world itself was orbited by a small formation of warships, the personal escort of Lord Amenmesh.
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"The observers could not recognize the engineering of the craft."
"Very well. Al-Saga, inform the heretic that he is to maintain his position. I do not want him interfering. Al-Ninsil, continue to search the hulk. The archive is not far."
The Lord made his way back to the landing craft on the ice world's surface, nearly a kilometer away from the wrecked Church spacecraft they were investigating. Within the hour, he was aboard his warship again, stepping aboard the bridge as the command crew began to hail the unknown craft that had just dropped into real-space.
"My Lord, we have made an attempt to hail the vessels. They are seven in number and appear to be armed. Our engineers were unable to identify their origin. Please forgive our initiative. I feared for your safety while you were planet-bound."
"All is forgiven. You have done well. Plot us a course to bring us in orbit of the L4 anomaly. Make all crews battle-ready."
"As you bid."
The Lord retreated from the command deck, floating down the corridors to his personal quarters before acceleration planted his feet to the floor. As the escort party began their maneuver to the anomaly, Amenmesh stripped himself of his environmental hardsuit and donned instead his battle armor.
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It was a matter of hours before the party neared the unknown spacecraft, and the Ouroboros escorts-turned-battlegroup had received no signal that could be accurately pinned as Ophisian in origin.
Xenos, then, Amenmesh thought to himself. He and a few others aboard his personal craft had already donned their armor and were prepared to board the unknown vessels if necessary. Several of the escorts had boarding parties prepared as well, loaded into small armored shuttles with great sharp claws on the forward ends.
The warhost slowed, falling into a wide orbit around the L4 point and the vortex-like anomaly, their gunnery crews having already acquired firing solutions on the unknown vessels. Lord Amenmesh was the most reserved of his brother-lords, not keen to shed blood or sacrifice his people in what looked to be an uneven battle. The battlegroup was outnumbered, with only four warships to the unknown party's seven. Amenmesh could only hope his was the first shot fired.
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@Dragonruby
The scar in real-space did not go unnoticed. Even before it could be picked up visually, sensors throughout the star system began to wail as the hole widened and unique patterns of radiation emerged. It was not the usual flare of neutrons and gamma radiation common in Ouroboros space. As the enraged reddish hue of the vortex grew larger, the first satellites to detect it were hailing the nearest warhost, relaying the data as quickly as it was gathered. The vortex stabilized at the L4 point of a moderately sized ice-covered world. The world itself was orbited by a small formation of warships, the personal escort of Lord Amenmesh.
---
"The observers could not recognize the engineering of the craft."
"Very well. Al-Saga, inform the heretic that he is to maintain his position. I do not want him interfering. Al-Ninsil, continue to search the hulk. The archive is not far."
The Lord made his way back to the landing craft on the ice world's surface, nearly a kilometer away from the wrecked Church spacecraft they were investigating. Within the hour, he was aboard his warship again, stepping aboard the bridge as the command crew began to hail the unknown craft that had just dropped into real-space.
"My Lord, we have made an attempt to hail the vessels. They are seven in number and appear to be armed. Our engineers were unable to identify their origin. Please forgive our initiative. I feared for your safety while you were planet-bound."
"All is forgiven. You have done well. Plot us a course to bring us in orbit of the L4 anomaly. Make all crews battle-ready."
"As you bid."
The Lord retreated from the command deck, floating down the corridors to his personal quarters before acceleration planted his feet to the floor. As the escort party began their maneuver to the anomaly, Amenmesh stripped himself of his environmental hardsuit and donned instead his battle armor.
---
It was a matter of hours before the party neared the unknown spacecraft, and the Ouroboros escorts-turned-battlegroup had received no signal that could be accurately pinned as Ophisian in origin.
Xenos, then, Amenmesh thought to himself. He and a few others aboard his personal craft had already donned their armor and were prepared to board the unknown vessels if necessary. Several of the escorts had boarding parties prepared as well, loaded into small armored shuttles with great sharp claws on the forward ends.
The warhost slowed, falling into a wide orbit around the L4 point and the vortex-like anomaly, their gunnery crews having already acquired firing solutions on the unknown vessels. Lord Amenmesh was the most reserved of his brother-lords, not keen to shed blood or sacrifice his people in what looked to be an uneven battle. The battlegroup was outnumbered, with only four warships to the unknown party's seven. Amenmesh could only hope his was the first shot fired.
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@wxps350 It's not totally open, but you can send me your nation-sheet in a private message and I'll take a look at it. We're still waiting on a couple of our core players before we totally open it up to applications.
@Palamon
@Dragonruby
@ClocktowerEchos
Assuming no one objects to anything in your sheets in the near future, your player-nations are accepted. You guys are welcome to begin posting. It appears @REDSHEILD is still working on his sheet, and I haven't heard from @Polybius as to whether or not he will be joining the roleplay.
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@Keyguyperson
@Vahir
@Icepick
When you guys are done with your nation sheets, please PM them to me so I can take a look at them before you post them to the CHAR tab for final review.
@Dragonruby
@ClocktowerEchos
Assuming no one objects to anything in your sheets in the near future, your player-nations are accepted. You guys are welcome to begin posting. It appears @REDSHEILD is still working on his sheet, and I haven't heard from @Polybius as to whether or not he will be joining the roleplay.
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@Keyguyperson
@Vahir
@Icepick
When you guys are done with your nation sheets, please PM them to me so I can take a look at them before you post them to the CHAR tab for final review.
@Theodorable The OOC isn't here for you to start arguments over insignificant semantics.
@Palamon's sheet looks good to me. Any objections from anyone else?
@Dragonruby's sheet also looks fine.
@Dragonruby's sheet also looks fine.
I have posted my nation-sheet up for peer review here.
@ClocktowerEchos
@Polybius
@Palamon
@Dragonruby
@REDSHEILD
@Riemann
@ClocktowerEchos
@Polybius
@Palamon
@Dragonruby
@REDSHEILD
@Riemann
Introducing the Ouroboros: hyper-religious and martially-oriented worm colony-minds.
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Far in the future, beyond a distant horizon yet unseen, is a galaxy full of possibilities. Billions if not trillions of souls and beings exist in this vast galaxy with races and cultures galore, each with a story to tell. While a sun may be setting for the last time on an aging empire somewhere, elsewhere a peoples may have just liberated themselves from the shackles of their homeworlds and just begun their exploration into the great unknown. But no matter where they may come from, who they are or what they do, there is always one constant; the Stars Above.
Welcome, to the Stars Above, a sci-fi NRP with players taking the reigns of an interstellar faction as they set out to sail amongst the stars. For our purposes, this RP will take place in but a small section of a single galactic arm but fear not for size if you are worried about it, for this arm is several dozens lightyears across and filled with hundreds of thousands of shinning, glimmering stars and millions of planets, moons, astroids and other bodies that drift amongst the endless currents of the eternal void.
There is no grand back story to everything, no fallen empire, no galactic threat rising on the farthest horizon, just you and your peoples, although you're more than welcome to come up with a common history amongst other players if you so wish too. Players will build and lead their faction with reign of personal creative freedoms, within limits and common sense of course. Each faction barring special exceptions will be reviewed over the other members of the RP as a sort of "democracy" to make sure everyone is on an equal understanding and footing so no one suddenly comes out with a massive empire spanning thousands of stars with the ability to spawn black holes at will.
The plot will be progressed by the players and on occasion the GMs, agreeing on events and war outcomes. But one must remember, a loss doesn't mean defeat and an inability to continue playing.
Welcome, to the Stars Above, a sci-fi NRP with players taking the reigns of an interstellar faction as they set out to sail amongst the stars. For our purposes, this RP will take place in but a small section of a single galactic arm but fear not for size if you are worried about it, for this arm is several dozens lightyears across and filled with hundreds of thousands of shinning, glimmering stars and millions of planets, moons, astroids and other bodies that drift amongst the endless currents of the eternal void.
There is no grand back story to everything, no fallen empire, no galactic threat rising on the farthest horizon, just you and your peoples, although you're more than welcome to come up with a common history amongst other players if you so wish too. Players will build and lead their faction with reign of personal creative freedoms, within limits and common sense of course. Each faction barring special exceptions will be reviewed over the other members of the RP as a sort of "democracy" to make sure everyone is on an equal understanding and footing so no one suddenly comes out with a massive empire spanning thousands of stars with the ability to spawn black holes at will.
The plot will be progressed by the players and on occasion the GMs, agreeing on events and war outcomes. But one must remember, a loss doesn't mean defeat and an inability to continue playing.
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• Standard RPGuild Rules - You should know what these are.
• Do Not Metagame - What you know OOC should be different than what your nations and characters know IC; remember, they don't have access to the NSs so they shouldn't immediately know what others are like and if there's an event or plot brewing IC, they shouldn't have a magical button to get them out of it they've been preparing since talk of the event began OOC.
• Do Not Godmod - Your nation is your own and other people's nations are their own, respect that. Players do not have the right to write the actions of another person's creation unless given explicit consent and allowance by their creator.
• Do Not Powergame - Do not abuse the rules of the system to try and buff up your own faction. Do not try to keep pushing the lines of technology further and further into the future while also having said technology. And please, refrain from making perfect, all powerful but benevolent factions aka Mary Sue factions, those are just boring, immature and otherwise distasteful.
• Refrain From Drama - The only drama there should be should be in IC, any OOC quarrels will either have to stop, be taken to PMs or face GM intervention.
• Word of the GM - The GM is effectively God in the position they are in, their word is final and absolute and anyone participating in the RP will have to submit to what the GMs say. CoGMs have equal and similar power with only the GM themselves allowed to overturn the decision of the coGMs. The GM is allowed to break their own rules at will when they deem fit.
• Write for Fun, not Victory - If you are in this RP to "win" or otherwise come out as the absolute victor, reconsider your actions; everyone here is here to have fun writing about the adventures of space faring empires and factions and their interactions. You should be okay with being on the loosing end of things from time to time as not everyone can be winners and loosing doesn't mean complete defeat.
• Have Fun and Respect Your Fellow RPers! - Arguably one of the most important rules ^^
• Do Not Metagame - What you know OOC should be different than what your nations and characters know IC; remember, they don't have access to the NSs so they shouldn't immediately know what others are like and if there's an event or plot brewing IC, they shouldn't have a magical button to get them out of it they've been preparing since talk of the event began OOC.
• Do Not Godmod - Your nation is your own and other people's nations are their own, respect that. Players do not have the right to write the actions of another person's creation unless given explicit consent and allowance by their creator.
• Do Not Powergame - Do not abuse the rules of the system to try and buff up your own faction. Do not try to keep pushing the lines of technology further and further into the future while also having said technology. And please, refrain from making perfect, all powerful but benevolent factions aka Mary Sue factions, those are just boring, immature and otherwise distasteful.
• Refrain From Drama - The only drama there should be should be in IC, any OOC quarrels will either have to stop, be taken to PMs or face GM intervention.
• Word of the GM - The GM is effectively God in the position they are in, their word is final and absolute and anyone participating in the RP will have to submit to what the GMs say. CoGMs have equal and similar power with only the GM themselves allowed to overturn the decision of the coGMs. The GM is allowed to break their own rules at will when they deem fit.
• Write for Fun, not Victory - If you are in this RP to "win" or otherwise come out as the absolute victor, reconsider your actions; everyone here is here to have fun writing about the adventures of space faring empires and factions and their interactions. You should be okay with being on the loosing end of things from time to time as not everyone can be winners and loosing doesn't mean complete defeat.
• Have Fun and Respect Your Fellow RPers! - Arguably one of the most important rules ^^
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Here is the basic skeleton of the NS for Stars Above, feel free to alter it and use formatting and code to beautify it in your own image. Its recommended that everyone keeps their NSs brief and too the point; no need to go into obsessive amounts of detail. If you do wish to add detailing however, it is recommended that you either write them into a hider once your NS is complete (as to shorten the time needed to fill out an NS) or just plug them in as the RP goes along.
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Stake your claim in the endless sea of stars here! This is to give people a relative understanding of your position and relation to other people, just remember you probably won't be able to constantly patrol and know whats going on in space due to its vastness and that its really hard to kepe precise borders in the void. The map will be 2D not 3D for simplicities's sake and each hex equaling about one parsecs (which is a measurement of distance, not time as some handsome smugglers in space bars on a desert world may tell you.)
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Thank you, ClocktowerEchos, for sprucing up the OP.
ATTENTION: This roleplay is now [OPEN]. Please post your nation-sheet application in the OOC tab. DO NOT POST your sheet in the CHAR tab. DO NOT SUBMIT unfinished sheets - your sheet will be reviewed as-is and judged as-is if it is posted unfinished.
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