oakman

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No Turning Back - Surving the Abyss

D r . L u d w i g D o b r o v X I I

"Look at this, ain't she a beauty?"
"Why do I look like an ancient rock music performer?"
"Me and the guys are making these 'what if's fake ID's to pass the time down at fabrication,
when it came to you we thought '21st century's futuristic vision theme'. I think we nailed it."
"You did."

Player Name: Oakman
Character Name: Dr. Ludwig Dobrov XII
Character Age: Born 2176 – 45 years old.
Character Gender: Male
Profession: HCCA (Head of Civilian Crew Affairs) – Office of Civil Rights.
Nationality: Roslin Federation.

Strengths:

"Riots are the sparks, Revolution is the Fire"

Dr. Ludwig has the natural ability to address a massive crowd of people from different backgrounds and speak his ideas, message, ideals, and thoughts without hesitation. He can unite a group of people for a common cause, as he has done so quite a few times during his life. Dr. Ludwig's talent is in that initial cry of encouragement and unification, he only unites the people under one banner, ignite the spark. However he has never took the actual role of leading people, or seeing what he is rallying people for through. Most of times he believes in what he yells- as he prefers to speak without the aid of technology, believing human voice to be powerful enough- other times he is paid to rally people to a certain cause. He was paid by state governors to calm the dissatisfied people, by politicians looking to gain new backers and supporters, or even start a riot for causes that would benefit a commercial corporation.

"I made a fortune as a young teenager by arm-wrestling adult fishermen"

Dr Ludwig can arm-wrestle the biggest man in the room and win without breaking a sweat, and he doesn't even use his right prosthetic arm, instead he wrestles with his regular left arm. He always had strength in his arms from a young age, his mother told him he was the descendant of some very strong Scandinavian tribe and ever since he never lost a round of arm-wrestling. Now that he is forty-five years old he stopped partaking in the sport, not for the lack of strength, but to maintain his facade of elegance and status. His right prosthetic arm is a sleek combat-ready issue, meaning he can punch through materials like cardboard, plaster, break bones, or use it as a defensive shield against knives and blunt weaponry. Activating his prosthetic right arm's combat features however drains a lot of energy, and hence they are designed for emergency situations, and rarely to assault a platoon.

"The Tongue is the Deadliest Muscle"

Aside from his ability to rally a group of people for a certain cause, Dr. Ludwig further developed himself through years of reading and researching human behavior, human motives, body language, psycholinguistics, basic psychology, and economy. He can't manipulate a person to do his bidding, however he can tell why the same individual wouldn't do certain things and thus come up with ways to convince them otherwise. He can partake in debates and use whatever means necessary to win, or get his points across in an unfiltered and uncensored manner. He values expression of thoughts and facts over the consideration of emotion or social decorum, and hence he can sometimes strike below the belt when it comes to heated conversations and debates. Dr. Ludwig can speak to anyone, from a lowly technician with extreme introversion and selective mutism, to a high ranking official with royal background and delusions of grandeur. As long as it involves a tongue, and a set of ears, he can do wonders.

Weaknesses:

"Material Gain isn't Greed, it's Survival"

Dr. Ludwig is forty-five years old yet he never had a stable relationship, he never experienced intimacy, never had a circle of close friends. He can be quite the charming gentleman, or quite the understanding friend, however people always begin avoiding him after getting to know shades of his true personality. He is by far the most materialistic person in the room, he values resources-physical resources- and material gain over anything noble or ulterior. He is quite frank when it comes to material gain, either in the form of currency, promotion, shift in status, or recognition by a body of peers, he always makes it clear to people that it is his priority or motive. And hence he gets a reputation for being selfish, greedy, and of no potential to do good without expecting reward.

"Annoying? If a cockroach told you that, would you be offended?"

Dr. Ludwig is a massive pain the sides. For what he has in the department of public speaking, analyzing people, and a diction worthy of celebrated writers, he lacks the basic trait of being tolerable. When he is not being ludicrously rude and unbound by basic social etiquette, he is quite annoying and pesky. Sometimes it's his inquisitive attitude, sometimes it's his non-stop monologues, other times it is just his presence in the same room. People have always sought Dr. Ludwig in his line of work for he was among the best in what he accomplished, however people also left him as soon as their queries are answered, not wanting to spend another minute in his presence. This mixed with his principles on prioritizing material gain over deeper spiritual or humane motives earned him the nickname "Dr. Bugwig".

"Our greatest enemy isn't the unknown, but the familiar that one night decides to murder the hand which fed it for years"

As intelligent and understanding as Dr. Ludwig may seem, he has a great bias against Martians and Fleeters. He doesn't hold grudges for those factions specifically, but he considers people outside of Earth as secondary in importance or level of status. He keeps an open-mind amidst a crowd of scientists and thinkers, however when he is in a room full of common Martians he displays disgust, and unreasonable disdain. This aspect of him is yet to be known publicly, and he doesn't seem to acknowledge it as something he should work on, instead he takes great pride in being Earth-born, and Earth-raised.

Personal Effects:

- Framed Photo of his Deceased Mother
- His original Bachelor's Degree in Linguistic Sciences Certificate
- His 3rd Doctorate thesis draft, a 200 pages binder with metal paperback
- A preserved Newspaper Clipping of the Soviet's Luna 2 moon landing of 1959
- Rare 2nd Edition Dracula by Bram Stoker, final chapter missing.
- 1 X Spare D.O.L.L.C.O.M Combat-Ready prosthetic right arm.
- 2 X Prosthetic Arm Maintenance and Repair kit.
- 10 X Empty 400 pages Notebooks.
- 1 X pack of 5 Premium Synthetic Lead Pencils.
- A rusty magenta dog collar.
- 1 X personal computer with its accessories.
- An accurate miniature of his Vladirlington Envoker Mark III.
- 1 X Autobiography

Bio:

2176 - Neo Portland, Oregon, The Roslin Federation

June the 5th, 8:56 PM
A middle-aged woman in a fancy purple dress laced with ember resin and diamonds is laying on a hospital stretcher, screaming for husband in a terrified tone. She was shrieking for help, as if something unnatural was about to befall her, she shifted between sharp screeching and soft, subtle whimpers. A group of three android nurses rushed to the woman and began their programmed protocols of comforting her, calming her down until a Doctor was to arrive. She kept screaming for her husband, the nurses insisted that the woman should relax her vocal cords.

After several minutes of struggle the android nurses restrained the woman and injected her with sedatives. "Is it going to risk the delivery?" one android asked in a monotone voice, it was one of them cheaper and older model T//BOT.s medical androids. "Negative, we must separate the two as per the instructions," another android replied.

June the 9th, 6:35 AM
The middle-aged woman woke up and slowly recollected a distant dream. What started as a brief confusion quickly turned into unspeakable horror when she felt her womb lighter, emptier, and slightly burning. "My Baby," she uttered in fear, then followed by a scream of confusion as she realized she was shackled to her bed. Moments pass by and the same 3 android nurses arrive with the most unnatural mannerisms, the woman didn't know their artificial nature, didn't care as she quickly asked not of her location but the whereabouts of her baby. "Ma'am you are in shock, you were admitted 4 days prior after surviving a lethal accident," an android delivered the facts in the same monotonous voice, "You are the sole survivor, your husband passed away last night. Please take a moment to process your grief," the same android instructed. The woman was left with extreme confusion, her thoughts suddenly suspended upon hearing the death of her husband, and still no mention of her 9 months old unborn baby.

2188 - Neo Portland, Oregon, The Roslin Federation
June the 5th, 4:50 PM

Ludwig Sat on the porch of his house, observing the afternoon sun shimmering off the pacific waves. His face rested on both his palms, while his thighs supported his elbows. His eyelids covered half his eyeball as he lost himself to the breeze and the sight of fish swarming below the waves. Behind him was a massive traditional hand-made banner that read:

"HAPPY 12th BIRTHDAY LUDWIG DOBROV XII - LOVE AND LOVE"

And in in a smaller font:

"WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH, MOM and DAD"

Ludwig's aunt approach him and sat beside him, "where are they Aunt Julie?" Ludwig asked. His aunt couldn't gather the courage to break his heart, she opted to hug him and remind him that he was greatly loved by her, and his parents.

2216 - Undisclosed Site, The Roslin Federation
XX XX XX, 3:22 AM

Ludwig is 40 years old, single, alone, about to board one of the Arks leaving Earth for good. He was lighting an artificial cigar, staring up the stars, taking in the ghastly play of silent actors and unmasked, naked galaxies. A pair of fingers tapped his shoulder, he turned his head and saw her, his colleague Meredith.

"When it was made known to me that we won't be boarding the same Arks it felt like a punch to the gut, but look at me complaining about surviving extinction, even if it meant surviving it alone," she understood him, yet she didn't fear laying it out, expressing her innermost feelings to him. He nodded as if it was richer than any word, as if his nod had greater weight than any made up string of words, and to her it had value. His nod was one of understanding, and perhaps slight grief. She took out a book from her purse and handed it to him, "Look at this, they finally published your autobiography."

"A bit late isn't it?" He chuckled.

"Not to me, I'm taking a copy with me aboard the Ark," she leaned in to embrace him, she hesitated and pressed her hands against his instead. "Stay safe, I will miss you greatly."

He leaned in, embraced her and whispered to her ears, "Thanks you, I will be missing you as well." They exchanged one final glance of warmth, as if that of parting friendship, then she walked away in the night's mist. Ludwig examined the book's cover, much to his chagrin the book used a portrait of his. He browsed through the initial pages and stumbled into the book's outline:

" I was born and raised in Neo Portland, Oregon. My mother fled the European Confederacy after meeting my father, they both eloped to the pacific northwest where they also had their honey moon. I don't remember my early years with them as I only remember as far as the age of six when my Aunt began looking after me, I used to see my father and mother once every 3 weeks, and they'd stay for a short amount of time before leaving again. They kept talking about how they are occupied with something greater than anything they have embarked on, and that even though they loved me they couldn't leave what they were working on. They never told me what they were in charge of, and I stopped caring about it when my mother passed away in 2196.

Everybody called it the "Three Day War", the day Humanity and its future was altered in ways it never experienced before. At the time I dismissed the idea of extraterrestrial invaders, and merely blamed the Martians. For some reason or another I was convinced that the Martians finally decided to retaliate against Earth for some reason or another, other days I made up other theories and explanations. This was before I started my career in Linguistics and before getting my PHD's. I was naive, but I was preoccupied with my mother's mysterious death. Even in the midst of Extraterrestrial attack I heard naught from my father, neither to comfort me after losing a mother, or to shield me against an Alien threat.

By 2206 I had already completed my Thesis for my 2nd Doctorate in the field of Human Behavior and Linguistic Communications, I had worked as a public speaker for various companies, organizations, political campaigns and propaganda programs. I have made progress in a few under the notion of supporting my beliefs, and most of the times I was paid to move the masses. I am not ashamed to admit that some of the rallies I led were benefiting corporations I won't name, and I was exclusively paid to do just that. In 2207 I was contacted by an organization I won't name that discussed my potential employment in their program, at the time of writing this autobiography the matter was still private, but trust me when you are reading this book fifty years from now, you will know what program I am talking about.

In 2215 I began working as the Federation's diplomat in external affairs pertaining to the Genesis Project, during my first 2 years serving as the Federation's representative I was forced to meet and deal with numerous Martians. It was a new experience to me as I have never met a martian before, I have to admit they were different. Something just didn't feel right about Martians, I'm not saying they are inherently problematic, however they think and act differently than we Earth-born would. Nonetheless it was a new experience for me, and I was thrilled not only by the promise of wealth but also fame and recognition by my peers whether on Earth or on Mars."

2221 |CURRENT| the Vitae

Ludwig has been on the Vitae for over five years now, he began working as the Head of Civilian Crew Affairs. He was responsible for keeping the awaken civilian crew happy and harass-free from both other civilians and military personnel. Ludwig is also the appointed representative and diplomat speaking for the people of the Roslin Federation, and the official consultant of Federation affairs. Despite his slight bias towards the Federation, Ludwig still considers his service towards the civilians and protecting both their comfort and liberties his utmost responsibilities. In the effort to further establish more clear notions of rights for the civilians and avoid a complete military rule without accountability, Ludwig established the Office of Civil Rights under the authority and blessings of the United Earth Council.

It's been five years and for Ludwig it's been the same routine, which mostly included very little intimate human interaction after his official office and working hours. He still thinks of Meredith, the closest person he has to a friend, who unfortunately boarded a different Ark. Ludwig began developing quite the unfavorable reputation for himself as an annoying and pesky person, especially to the Marines and and the higher ranking officials. His inquisitive nature and persistent manner even granted him a few anonymous hate letters, and even one death-threat signed with "You know me, because I hate you so much Dr. Ludwig".

Civil Rights and Civilian comfort being the top agendas on Ludwig's schedule, he never hesitates to be pesky to almost anyone necessary to further his agendas and goals. Despite this all, Ludwig is still quite popular among the low ranking workers, engineers, service providers, and anyone that ever felt crushed by unjust situation or parties.

Relationships: Nothing intimate or special with anyone specific. Ludwig can talk to almost anyone with no trouble, regardless of rank or status. However due to personality flaws (read weaknesses) it is very hard for people to stick with him beyond his working hours.

It is important to note that generally he has a reputation for being annoying and inconvenient, because he prioritizes solving crew issues over the comfort of those responsible or even under question, again regardless of occupation or rank.

However, as mentioned in the bio, Ludwig is the people's champ in a sort of way. The working class so to speak and service providers always find a savoir in him whenever they are treated unjustly, threatened, or need help with a party or a situation beyond their hands.

Oakman's OC Art

This is just a thread to showcase my OC art for characters used in RP's over here, as well as keep track of them. My off-site nickname is "Maliksky" so that's what I'm signing most of my art with.

First ever OC art on RPGUild:

Dr. Ludwig Dobrov XII
RP: No Turning Back - Surving the Abyss

No Turning Back - Surving the Abyss

Here is my entry, sorry if it's a bit lengthy.
(And yes I did draw the image description from the ground up :3 )

Dr. Ludwig Dobrov XII

D r . L u d w i g D o b r o v X I I

"Look at this, ain't she a beauty?"
"Why do I look like an ancient rock music performer?"
"Me and the guys are making these 'what if's fake ID's to pass the time down at fabrication,
when it came to you we thought '21st century's futuristic vision theme'. I think we nailed it."
"You did."

Player Name: Oakman
Character Name: Dr. Ludwig Dobrov XII
Character Age: Born 2176 – 45 years old.
Character Gender: Male
Profession: HCCA (Head of Civilian Crew Affairs) – Office of Civil Rights.
Nationality: Roslin Federation.

Strengths:

"Riots are the sparks, Revolution is the Fire"

Dr. Ludwig has the natural ability to address a massive crowd of people from different backgrounds and speak his ideas, message, ideals, and thoughts without hesitation. He can unite a group of people for a common cause, as he has done so quite a few times during his life. Dr. Ludwig's talent is in that initial cry of encouragement and unification, he only unites the people under one banner, ignite the spark. However he has never took the actual role of leading people, or seeing what he is rallying people for through. Most of times he believes in what he yells- as he prefers to speak without the aid of technology, believing human voice to be powerful enough- other times he is paid to rally people to a certain cause. He was paid by state governors to calm the dissatisfied people, by politicians looking to gain new backers and supporters, or even start a riot for causes that would benefit a commercial corporation.

"I made a fortune as a young teenager by arm-wrestling adult fishermen"

Dr Ludwig can arm-wrestle the biggest man in the room and win without breaking a sweat, and he doesn't even use his right prosthetic arm, instead he wrestles with his regular left arm. He always had strength in his arms from a young age, his mother told him he was the descendant of some very strong Scandinavian tribe and ever since he never lost a round of arm-wrestling. Now that he is forty-five years old he stopped partaking in the sport, not for the lack of strength, but to maintain his facade of elegance and status. His right prosthetic arm is a sleek combat-ready issue, meaning he can punch through materials like cardboard, plaster, break bones, or use it as a defensive shield against knives and blunt weaponry. Activating his prosthetic right arm's combat features however drains a lot of energy, and hence they are designed for emergency situations, and rarely to assault a platoon.

"The Tongue is the Deadliest Muscle"

Aside from his ability to rally a group of people for a certain cause, Dr. Ludwig further developed himself through years of reading and researching human behavior, human motives, body language, psycholinguistics, basic psychology, and economy. He can't manipulate a person to do his bidding, however he can tell why the same individual wouldn't do certain things and thus come up with ways to convince them otherwise. He can partake in debates and use whatever means necessary to win, or get his points across in an unfiltered and uncensored manner. He values expression of thoughts and facts over the consideration of emotion or social decorum, and hence he can sometimes strike below the belt when it comes to heated conversations and debates. Dr. Ludwig can speak to anyone, from a lowly technician with extreme introversion and selective mutism, to a high ranking official with royal background and delusions of grandeur. As long as it involves a tongue, and a set of ears, he can do wonders.

Weaknesses:

"Material Gain isn't Greed, it's Survival"

Dr. Ludwig is forty-five years old yet he never had a stable relationship, he never experienced intimacy, never had a circle of close friends. He can be quite the charming gentleman, or quite the understanding friend, however people always begin avoiding him after getting to know shades of his true personality. He is by far the most materialistic person in the room, he values resources-physical resources- and material gain over anything noble or ulterior. He is quite frank when it comes to material gain, either in the form of currency, promotion, shift in status, or recognition by a body of peers, he always makes it clear to people that it is his priority or motive. And hence he gets a reputation for being selfish, greedy, and of no potential to do good without expecting reward.

"Annoying? If a cockroach told you that, would you be offended?"

Dr. Ludwig is a massive pain the sides. For what he has in the department of public speaking, analyzing people, and a diction worthy of celebrated writers, he lacks the basic trait of being tolerable. When he is not being ludicrously rude and unbound by basic social etiquette, he is quite annoying and pesky. Sometimes it's his inquisitive attitude, sometimes it's his non-stop monologues, other times it is just his presence in the same room. People have always sought Dr. Ludwig in his line of work for he was among the best in what he accomplished, however people also left him as soon as their queries are answered, not wanting to spend another minute in his presence. This mixed with his principles on prioritizing material gain over deeper spiritual or humane motives earned him the nickname "Dr. Bugwig".

"Our greatest enemy isn't the unknown, but the familiar that one night decides to murder the hand which fed it for years"

As intelligent and understanding as Dr. Ludwig may seem, he has a great bias against Martians and Fleeters. He doesn't hold grudges for those factions specifically, but he considers people outside of Earth as secondary in importance or level of status. He keeps an open-mind amidst a crowd of scientists and thinkers, however when he is in a room full of common Martians he displays disgust, and unreasonable disdain. This aspect of him is yet to be known publicly, and he doesn't seem to acknowledge it as something he should work on, instead he takes great pride in being Earth-born, and Earth-raised.

Personal Effects:

- Framed Photo of his Deceased Mother
- His original Bachelor's Degree in Linguistic Sciences Certificate
- His 3rd Doctorate thesis draft, a 200 pages binder with metal paperback
- A preserved Newspaper Clipping of the Soviet's Luna 2 moon landing of 1959
- Rare 2nd Edition Dracula by Bram Stoker, final chapter missing.
- 1 X Spare D.O.L.L.C.O.M Combat-Ready prosthetic right arm.
- 2 X Prosthetic Arm Maintenance and Repair kit.
- 10 X Empty 400 pages Notebooks.
- 1 X pack of 5 Premium Synthetic Lead Pencils.
- A rusty magenta dog collar.
- 1 X personal computer with its accessories.
- An accurate miniature of his Vladirlington Envoker Mark III.
- 1 X Autobiography

Bio:

2176 - Neo Portland, Oregon, The Roslin Federation

June the 5th, 8:56 PM
A middle-aged woman in a fancy purple dress laced with ember resin and diamonds is laying on a hospital stretcher, screaming for husband in a terrified tone. She was shrieking for help, as if something unnatural was about to befall her, she shifted between sharp screeching and soft, subtle whimpers. A group of three android nurses rushed to the woman and began their programmed protocols of comforting her, calming her down until a Doctor was to arrive. She kept screaming for her husband, the nurses insisted that the woman should relax her vocal cords.

After several minutes of struggle the android nurses restrained the woman and injected her with sedatives. "Is it going to risk the delivery?" one android asked in a monotone voice, it was one of them cheaper and older model T//BOT.s medical androids. "Negative, we must separate the two as per the instructions," another android replied.

June the 9th, 6:35 AM
The middle-aged woman woke up and slowly recollected a distant dream. What started as a brief confusion quickly turned into unspeakable horror when she felt her womb lighter, emptier, and slightly burning. "My Baby," she uttered in fear, then followed by a scream of confusion as she realized she was shackled to her bed. Moments pass by and the same 3 android nurses arrive with the most unnatural mannerisms, the woman didn't know their artificial nature, didn't care as she quickly asked not of her location but the whereabouts of her baby. "Ma'am you are in shock, you were admitted 4 days prior after surviving a lethal accident," an android delivered the facts in the same monotonous voice, "You are the sole survivor, your husband passed away last night. Please take a moment to process your grief," the same android instructed. The woman was left with extreme confusion, her thoughts suddenly suspended upon hearing the death of her husband, and still no mention of her 9 months old unborn baby.

2188 - Neo Portland, Oregon, The Roslin Federation
June the 5th, 4:50 PM

Ludwig Sat on the porch of his house, observing the afternoon sun shimmering off the pacific waves. His face rested on both his palms, while his thighs supported his elbows. His eyelids covered half his eyeball as he lost himself to the breeze and the sight of fish swarming below the waves. Behind him was a massive traditional hand-made banner that read:

"HAPPY 12th BIRTHDAY LUDWIG DOBROV XII - LOVE AND LOVE"

And in in a smaller font:

"WE LOVE YOU SO MUCH, MOM and DAD"

Ludwig's aunt approach him and sat beside him, "where are they Aunt Julie?" Ludwig asked. His aunt couldn't gather the courage to break his heart, she opted to hug him and remind him that he was greatly loved by her, and his parents.

2216 - Undisclosed Site, The Roslin Federation
XX XX XX, 3:22 AM

Ludwig is 40 years old, single, alone, about to board one of the Arks leaving Earth for good. He was lighting an artificial cigar, staring up the stars, taking in the ghastly play of silent actors and unmasked, naked galaxies. A pair of fingers tapped his shoulder, he turned his head and saw her, his colleague Meredith.

"When it was made known to me that we won't be boarding the same Arks it felt like a punch to the gut, but look at me complaining about surviving extinction, even if it meant surviving it alone," she understood him, yet she didn't fear laying it out, expressing her innermost feelings to him. He nodded as if it was richer than any word, as if his nod had greater weight than any made up string of words, and to her it had value. His nod was one of understanding, and perhaps slight grief. She took out a book from her purse and handed it to him, "Look at this, they finally published your autobiography."

"A bit late isn't it?" He chuckled.

"Not to me, I'm taking a copy with me aboard the Ark," she leaned in to embrace him, she hesitated and pressed her hands against his instead. "Stay safe, I will miss you greatly."

He leaned in, embraced her and whispered to her ears, "Thanks you, I will be missing you as well." They exchanged one final glance of warmth, as if that of parting friendship, then she walked away in the night's mist. Ludwig examined the book's cover, much to his chagrin the book used a portrait of his. He browsed through the initial pages and stumbled into the book's outline:

" I was born and raised in Neo Portland, Oregon. My mother fled the European Confederacy after meeting my father, they both eloped to the pacific northwest where they also had their honey moon. I don't remember my early years with them as I only remember as far as the age of six when my Aunt began looking after me, I used to see my father and mother once every 3 weeks, and they'd stay for a short amount of time before leaving again. They kept talking about how they are occupied with something greater than anything they have embarked on, and that even though they loved me they couldn't leave what they were working on. They never told me what they were in charge of, and I stopped caring about it when my mother passed away in 2196.

Everybody called it the "Three Day War", the day Humanity and its future was altered in ways it never experienced before. At the time I dismissed the idea of extraterrestrial invaders, and merely blamed the Martians. For some reason or another I was convinced that the Martians finally decided to retaliate against Earth for some reason or another, other days I made up other theories and explanations. This was before I started my career in Linguistics and before getting my PHD's. I was naive, but I was preoccupied with my mother's mysterious death. Even in the midst of Extraterrestrial attack I heard naught from my father, neither to comfort me after losing a mother, or to shield me against an Alien threat.

By 2206 I had already completed my Thesis for my 2nd Doctorate in the field of Human Behavior and Linguistic Communications, I had worked as a public speaker for various companies, organizations, political campaigns and propaganda programs. I have made progress in a few under the notion of supporting my beliefs, and most of the times I was paid to move the masses. I am not ashamed to admit that some of the rallies I led were benefiting corporations I won't name, and I was exclusively paid to do just that. In 2207 I was contacted by an organization I won't name that discussed my potential employment in their program, at the time of writing this autobiography the matter was still private, but trust me when you are reading this book fifty years from now, you will know what program I am talking about.

In 2215 I began working as the Federation's diplomat in external affairs pertaining to the Genesis Project, during my first 2 years serving as the Federation's representative I was forced to meet and deal with numerous Martians. It was a new experience to me as I have never met a martian before, I have to admit they were different. Something just didn't feel right about Martians, I'm not saying they are inherently problematic, however they think and act differently than we Earth-born would. Nonetheless it was a new experience for me, and I was thrilled not only by the promise of wealth but also fame and recognition by my peers whether on Earth or on Mars."

2221 |CURRENT| the Vitae

Ludwig has been on the Vitae for over five years now, he began working as the Head of Civilian Crew Affairs. He was responsible for keeping the awaken civilian crew happy and harass-free from both other civilians and military personnel. Ludwig is also the appointed representative and diplomat speaking for the people of the Roslin Federation, and the official consultant of Federation affairs. Despite his slight bias towards the Federation, Ludwig still considers his service towards the civilians and protecting both their comfort and liberties his utmost responsibilities. In the effort to further establish more clear notions of rights for the civilians and avoid a complete military rule without accountability, Ludwig established the Office of Civil Rights under the authority and blessings of the United Earth Council.

It's been five years and for Ludwig it's been the same routine, which mostly included very little intimate human interaction after his official office and working hours. He still thinks of Meredith, the closest person he has to a friend, who unfortunately boarded a different Ark. Ludwig began developing quite the unfavorable reputation for himself as an annoying and pesky person, especially to the Marines and and the higher ranking officials. His inquisitive nature and persistent manner even granted him a few anonymous hate letters, and even one death-threat signed with "You know me, because I hate you so much Dr. Ludwig".

Civil Rights and Civilian comfort being the top agendas on Ludwig's schedule, he never hesitates to be pesky to almost anyone necessary to further his agendas and goals. Despite this all, Ludwig is still quite popular among the low ranking workers, engineers, service providers, and anyone that ever felt crushed by unjust situation or parties.

Relationships: Nothing intimate or special with anyone specific. Ludwig can talk to almost anyone with no trouble, regardless of rank or status. However due to personality flaws (read weaknesses) it is very hard for people to stick with him beyond his working hours.

It is important to note that generally he has a reputation for being annoying and inconvenient, because he prioritizes solving crew issues over the comfort of those responsible or even under question, again regardless of occupation or rank.

However, as mentioned in the bio, Ludwig is the people's champ in a sort of way. The working class so to speak and service providers always find a savoir in him whenever they are treated unjustly, threatened, or need help with a party or a situation beyond their hands.

Edit: Ops, forgot to touch the Spaghetti

Sticks And Stones (A Science Fantasy adventure set in Post-Apoc America)

WOAH! Count me in, I'm definitely interested!

The Chaos Dungeon Quest [Card based RP, using custom made Yugi-oh cards]

@HeroicSociopath@Malikoy Alright go ahead and write a bit about your champions, they are both now yours!

The Chaos Dungeon Quest [Card based RP, using custom made Yugi-oh cards]

Hello there and welcome to a somewhat unique RP! In this Roleplay you will be taking the role of a champion, represented by a card, its attributes and stats are reserved and can be affected by many elements in the roleplay. However, this is not plainly a card battle RP, the story-telling element is still key and it is a huge part of advancing in this RP and through the Dungeon! First of all you will choose one of the available champions, each has their own advantages and cons, and only one champ can be taken by one Roleplayer. Then you will craft their own story, and battle with your teammates the many vile evils and surprises of the Chaos Dungeon!

Story

One day you wake up in the body of a powerful champion, you have no clue how you got here but you immediately assume their person. A team of champions are tasked by the High King to clear the kingdom's most notorious dungeon, the Chaos Dungeon. Your goal is to aid your teammates to clear the 66 floors of the dungeon, murdering fiends, looting rare spell and item cards, as well as enhance your own champion through upgrades found in shops.

Game Mechanics

* The game will be mainly run by the GM, the GM will be responsible for disposing enemies, resolving battles, and judging feats.
* Each encounter with a new group of enemies or a singular enemy/boss is considered a "battle".
* The battle must be won for the team to gain loot, new cards, and advance in the story.
* Should the team lose a battle, they will have the option to retry it until they win or the GM resolves it with a Dues Ex Machina.
* Each battle is fought by turns, the GM decides which side starts for every battle.
* During each turn each champions and their minions can attack once, unless they have certain abilities to do otherwise. The order of the RP'ing team's is not constant and it is determined by availability of posters.
* The goal in a battle is to crush all enemies, this is the default goal, other battles have other goals specified by the GM.
* The ATK on the card is the champion's or minion's attacking power, the DEF is their Health Points.
* When a champion's DEF is reduced to 0 they are no longer able to attack during the battle unless revived.
* When a minion's DEF is reduced to 0 they are also no longer able to attack, however they are still considered present in the battle.
* Using items and spells won't take away each player's chance of attacking.
* The battle system is determined by the cards values, however you are encouraged to be creative in story telling and not simply declare attack by posting "Attack Horned Shark, he dies."
* When a battle is over the GM can award certain drops to players randomly as well as currency.
* The game's currency is Gold.
* Shops are spread out all over the dungeons, the GM will hint at their availability IC posts.
* This section will constantly get updated, please check regularly if lost. Also do ask and drop suggestion in OOC.

Rules

* The GM's word and judgement is final, do not contest it.
* Follow the game's mechanic and battle system, do not work around it.
* Be creative in your posts, minimum post is 3 lines and maximum is a paragraph (This is fast-paced). However out of battles you can go wild while fleshing out champion background and humorous interactions.
* This RP is not a serious one, so have fun and expect crazy random shit. Still, the battle mechanics are divine, don't break those.
* If you have any questions PM or post in OOC, posting in OOC is a huge part of this RP.
* If you fail to post for a long time and cause a stalement someone else will take over your champion, and you will be killed off or replaced.

How to join

* Select a champion from below.
* Select your minion type, you initially get 3 minion cards.
* You initially get 500 golds, you can save them or spend them in the starter shop.
* After choosing your champion give them a backstory, a personality, and whatever else you think will enrich their experience. There is no CS sheet, so as long as it is not stat-related you can add whatever you want.
* We will start as soon as it is announced in the OOC and the IC.

Champions:



Availability: All Champs currently Available.

The Chaos Dungeon Quest [Card based RP, using custom made Yugi-oh cards]

Initial Minions

My Hider

Starter Shop

Potion Type-1 100 Gold

My Hider

Minion Nourishment Potion 150 Gold

My Hider

The Chaos Dungeon Quest [Card based RP, using custom made Yugi-oh cards]

Hello there and welcome to a somewhat unique RP! In this Roleplay you will be taking the role of a champion, represented by a card, its attributes and stats are reserved and can be affected by many elements in the roleplay. However, this is not plainly a card battle RP, the story-telling element is still key and it is a huge part of advancing in this RP and through the Dungeon! First of all you will choose one of the available champions, each has their own advantages and cons, and only one champ can be taken by one Roleplayer. Then you will craft their own story, and battle with your teammates the many vile evils and surprises of the Chaos Dungeon!

Story

One day you wake up in the body of a powerful champion, you have no clue how you got here but you immediately assume their person. A team of champions are tasked by the High King to clear the kingdom's most notorious dungeon, the Chaos Dungeon. Your goal is to aid your teammates to clear the 66 floors of the dungeon, murdering fiends, looting rare spell and item cards, as well as enhance your own champion through upgrades found in shops.

Game Mechanics

* The game will be mainly run by the GM, the GM will be responsible for disposing enemies, resolving battles, and judging feats.
* Each encounter with a new group of enemies or a singular enemy/boss is considered a "battle".
* The battle must be won for the team to gain loot, new cards, and advance in the story.
* Should the team lose a battle, they will have the option to retry it until they win or the GM resolves it with a Dues Ex Machina.
* Each battle is fought by turns, the GM decides which side starts for every battle.
* During each turn each champions and their minions can attack once, unless they have certain abilities to do otherwise. The order of the RP'ing team's is not constant and it is determined by availability of posters.
* The goal in a battle is to crush all enemies, this is the default goal, other battles have other goals specified by the GM.
* The ATK on the card is the champion's or minion's attacking power, the DEF is their Health Points.
* When a champion's DEF is reduced to 0 they are no longer able to attack during the battle unless revived.
* When a minion's DEF is reduced to 0 they are also no longer able to attack, however they are still considered present in the battle.
* Using items and spells won't take away each player's chance of attacking.
* The battle system is determined by the cards values, however you are encouraged to be creative in story telling and not simply declare attack by posting "Attack Horned Shark, he dies."
* When a battle is over the GM can award certain drops to players randomly as well as currency.
* The game's currency is Gold.
* Shops are spread out all over the dungeons, the GM will hint at their availability IC posts.
* This section will constantly get updated, please check regularly if lost. Also do ask and drop suggestion in OOC.

Rules

* The GM's word and judgement is final, do not contest it.
* Follow the game's mechanic and battle system, do not work around it.
* Be creative in your posts, minimum post is 3 lines and maximum is a paragraph (This is fast-paced). However out of battles you can go wild while fleshing out champion background and humorous interactions.
* This RP is not a serious one, so have fun and expect crazy random shit. Still, the battle mechanics are divine, don't break those.
* If you have any questions PM or post in OOC, posting in OOC is a huge part of this RP.
* If you fail to post for a long time and cause a stalement someone else will take over your champion, and you will be killed off or replaced.

How to join

* Select a champion from below.
* Select your minion type, you initially get 3 minion cards.
* You initially get 500 golds, you can save them or spend them in the starter shop.
* After choosing your champion give them a backstory, a personality, and whatever else you think will enrich their experience. There is no CS sheet, so as long as it is not stat-related you can add whatever you want.
* We will start as soon as it is announced in the OOC and the IC.

Champions:



Availability: All Champs currently Available.

Marvel REBORN (ALWAYS OPEN!)

@BlackSam3091 It's a fantasy story with three protagonists, it's really inspired by a story I did for a videogame that never launched so the creative rights are mine again lol (hopefully the same thing happens with the Fantastic Four film property).

As for posting I'm still around and glad I didn't get crossed off, I am currently writing my post --and it's quite long-- so I hope the length won't be an issue.

@Demon Shinobi Sorry to hear about you mom, may she get well soon and stay strong lad!
Edit: Will have some reading-catching-up to do as well.