Queen Raidne

Orbitum 2 - SciFi Space Nation RP

Rescue Mission 4,323
|Stranded Pilot: Ace(?)
|Location: Kerbol, Desert Temple
|E.M.T.: [0Y:0M:0D:7h:23m.17s]

Hadma stared at the smooth sandstone wall of the mysterious desert temple. Ace wasn't anywhere to be found outside the temple, and there wasn't anything significant around the area for hundreds of kilometers. Not even an oasis.

"Try pushing on the walls," Nedry said. "Maybe there's a hidden door."

Seemed as good an idea as any. After several hours of randomly pushing parts of the wall and nothing happening, Hadma was ready to admit defeat. Nedry was already back in the plane, presumably enjoying snacks and nice, cool, refreshing water.

In fact, Nedry had fallen asleep. In the plane's cockpit. Leaning against the throttle.

The plane's engines started with a whoosh.

"Uh-oh," Hadma said. She turned around. The plane was pointed directly at her. "Uh-oh," she said again. After a moment's paralyzing shock, she leaped to her right and ran for all her legs were worth.

The plane impacted the wall, exploding spectacularly. A wing went sailing over the temple, lodging itself in the sand several meters behind the far wall. As the smoke and sand cleared, Hadma could see a hole in the temple wall. Inside was a big, empty room. Good enough, Hadma thought. She said a few words commemerating Nedry's noble sacrifice, carefully not looking in the suspiciously gooey and mangled cockpit, and then made her way to the hole. She paused to warily eye the remaining airplane parts. They seemed to have exploded as much as they wanted to for today.

The temple was much smaller than she'd thought from the outside. It was still pretty big, though. It would probably-
"Echo!" she shouted.
Nope, no echo.

Hadma turned around. Ace obviously wasn't in here, and- wait. Had this little pedestal always been there? And since when was the floor glowing blue. Interesting. Hadma eyed the pedestal warily. She reached out a finger and poked it. Designs on the wall glowed brightly; text lit up on the pedestal, too.

"Oooh!" Hadma said.

When things seemed to stop lighting up for the moment, she went back to the pedestal. Squiggly lines and strange symbols flashed before her eyes. Nope, she had no idea how to read this. But it was obviously some sort of computer. Hadma randomly pressed a symbol. The text disappeared and the pedestal glowed brightly before receding into the floor. The ground rumbled, and a spiral staircase lowered around Hadma. Apparently a squiggle with a line through it created staircases. Well, at least she thought it did. There weren't any other squiggles with lines through them that Hadma could press to find out.

Happy to at least have more things to explore, Hadma bounded down the staircase. Minutes later, she found herself in a black chamber. Something blue beneath her feet caught her eye. Symbols were spreading around the room. Now this was a massive room. Her head craned up, she could only just make out the circle of ight, far above, that was where the staircase originated. She felt sure that this time-

"Echo!" The room politely echoed her voice. Immensly warm and fuzzy feelings erupted throughout her head. For once, a room was actuall cooperating. A loud sound snapped her attention from the ceiling. It hurt her eyes! She clamped her hands over her eyes, trying to keep the sound out, until it abruptly stopped. She turned around and discovered a see-through alien standing as if it were always there. It started speaking to her in gibberish. On a whim, Hadma grabbed her glove and threw it at the figure. As the glove arced through the air, the alien abruptly stopped talking. Somehow it seemed surprised. It said something again as the glove sailed through it. Interesting. Hadma pulled off her other glove and threw it, too. The alien watched the glove pass through itself, and then turned back to Hadma. It was garbling quite a lot, now.

"Have you seen Ace?" Hadma interrupted.
"Language scanned and analyzed," the hologram said. "We have left behind, for you, the greatest treasure that you could ever hope. The fountain of knowledge, where every single answer is stored. Physics-"

"Excuse me, but have you seen a Kerbal called Ace?" she asked. The hologram seemed taken aback.
"No," it said.
"Hmm, that's too bad," Hadma replied.
"Physics, Biology-"
"It's just - sorry for interrupting again - it's just that I'm supposed to find him."
"I haven't seen him. Sorry. Now then, Physics, Biology, Mathmatical... Life and Death... every answer has been stored." it said.
"But not," Hadma said, "where Ace is."
"Aren't you interested in infinite knowledge?" the hologram asked.
"Not particularly," Hadma replied. "That seems like an awful lot when I just need to find Ace."
"But this is my creator's legacy! Secrets to space, time, and life itself! Surely if you aren't interested, someone else of your species would want to know. Or perhaps you'd be more attracted to the monetary value of this knowledge!"
"Well," Hadma said, "could I make a rocket with it?"
"Certainly! You could travel across the universe in a second, if you wanted to."

Hadma considered this for a moment.

"All right, then," she said.
"However, only those with the purest of intentions are going to access this knowledge. The last thing we want is to grant infinite knowledge to insane dictators."
"That seems very reasonable," Hadma agreed.
"I-. Yes." The hologram was speechless. Whatever response it had been expecting, Hadma clearly wasn't giving it.
"Oh! Before we get much farther- I was wondering if you'd like to play cards. I found some outside. They're a bit old, but I think only the Ace of Spades is missing, and it'll be a while before I get rescued."

The hologram debated whether or not Hadma was being serious. In the end, it decided that it didn't really matter. All it had to do was fufill its creator's programming, and then it wouldn't have to deal with this strange, disproportionate humanoid.

"Why not," it said. "But first, behold, the location of the fountain of all knowledge!"

A holographic map of the galaxy exploded around Hadma. Kerbol was highlighted, with lines spreading from star to star around it. A prominent line was linked to a flashing dot in the Big Glowy Cloud near the center of the galaxy. A laser shot into Hadma's skull, burying schematics for a ship drive even greater than the Alkubierre drive in her brain. Or maybe it was just equivalent. Hadma wasn't a rocket scientist; she didn't know. Abruptly, Hadma found herself in the Kerbol space center near Kerbal City. She had a rocket to convince the engineers to design, and a new mission to the Big Glowy Cloud to convince Eva to start.

Orbitum 2 - SciFi Space Nation RP

|KabenSaal: I'm just curious as to what specifically happened. You seem to mention it more in passing than anything else. So, I guess as much detail as you're willing to give.

Also, hey Apollo26, we should collaborate on a post. Here's a google doc: Collab Sheet.

Galaxy Quest-like RP

OOC IS HERE.



Galaxy Quest, a 1999 movie parodying Star Trek and its fandom in a comedically affectionate manner, is about a cancelled science fiction TV series that an alien race mistakes for the real thing. Said alien race then shanghais the clueless actors into crewing their interstellar ship (a perfect replica of Galaxy Quest (the TV show)'s NSEA Protector) to fight a war for them. It's wonderful and amazing and I'd love to do an RP in a similar vein.

The players would portray the actors [and perhaps a genre-savvy fan or two] of a popular cancelled TV series (called, I don't know, Battletrek SG-5) about the adventures of a starship in the mildly-distant future. Opening at a Battletrek convention, the RP would proceed as the characters suddenly (and with enormously cheesy special effects) find themselves on board a starship with no explanation.

The ship, a perfect replica of the SG-5, is crewed by hundreds of mute clones, ready to follow the orders of the characters. In the middle of figuring out what the heck is going on, the viewscreen opens up; an alien ship is calling, demanding to know why they've violated the Aegean Neutral Zone.

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Anybody interested? I'm also seeking a co-gm to help come up with plot ideas, fill in for me when I'm not here, and RP some NPC's.

Character Count Game

Each post must be one character more than the previous post. The first post, starting after this one, must start with only one character. Posts must still make sense.

Cards game hell.

So... backgammon, anyone?

Stargate - Alliances

So then Boyfriend goes and becomes Ex-Boyfriend. Argh. Anyway, I'm around again.

Orbitum 2 - SciFi Space Nation RP

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|Kilo6: Accepted. Don't be OP with the moonbusting stationary railguns. Also, don't forget to pick a spot on the map! antireligious "American" moderates with freaking massive "moon-busting" railguns stationed on their homeworld
|Arkay: Good health to you, as well! Accepted! I appreciate the drones for an obscure and irrelevent reason. Pick a spot on the map! Unless I'm just tired and you already did that. Hmm. exosuit squishy anteater-bugs; hunters; isolationists
|KabenSaal:Give me a little more detail about the Great Betrayal, please. Like, what happened?

Orbitum 2 - SciFi Space Nation RP

Okay, so after further negotiations with Time Warner, I now actually have stable internet. Here's a massive post dealing with administrative things, and other stuff I just felt like typing, because, you know, social interaction. :P

If I didn't address your question/issue, I haven't seen it - note that I'll address nation applications in my next post. I'll also try and PM the interested-in-joining parties and inactive players, just in case.

Oh, and here's the map. I also stuck it in my sig, because, you know, I'm easy like that. No, wait, not like that. Um. Right.

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Sweet Mother of Mercy, NacNak, what did you do to the forum‽ That was just... odd.

Universities/Colleges around here seem to be in finals week. So I'm not surprised about the slowing down around here, but "we're not dead yet!" All my friends are taking exams on awesome things, like programming and physics and aerodynamics and orbital mechanics, and I'm stuck not going to college at the moment because I was dumb and didn't do work and failed out. :(

But really, it's okay. I'm going to get myself an apartment and a job and maybe join the Navy, or hopefully go back to college, and I'll start re-learning math and work out, and maybe find a new boyfriend. Or girlfriend. I'm not picky. Oh, had I forgotten to mention that Boyfriend Ex-Boyfriend and I broke up during that move? Argh.

Why am I typing this to you? Sorry about the rant, guys. Just felt like it, I suppose.

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>>> Or: Queen Raidne Writes a Tongue-In-Cheek Summary <<<

In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.

An ancient race of powerful wizardsprecursors creates a great artificial intelligence. They design said AI to grant one wishsafekeep their great knowledge, and distribute it to anyone "pure of intention". Said precursors have accumulated such a large amount of knowledge that the AI can essentially grant any wish asked of it. The wizardsprecursors conveniently litter the galaxy with temples containing a much lesser AI to direct any future sentient race to the archive at the center of the galaxy. The precursors politely mysteriously vanish not long after.

Nothing particularly interesting happens for millions of years. This is a very long time.

In a startling development, the Septonium Concordant performs military exercises on their homeworld. Meanwhile, in Brittania, an archeological expedition comes across one of the Precursor's temples of doom. Two of their citizenry mysteriously disappear. Advanced levels of greed is suspected.

In the TCS, the Orks are frustrated with their lack of war and bloodshed, and plan on invading two of the neighboring empires: the Damocleus Adeptus and the Kerbal Interstellar Program. Oh, and they decide to approach the core, to seize the knowledge for themselves.

The Damocleus Adeptus detect raised activity amongst their fellow empires. Of particular concern is the simultaneous development of ships capable of extraordinarily rapid travel in the Federation of Brittania and the TCS. They decide to find a temple of their own in response.

The Harlaci Imperium demonstrates its terrifying knowledge of religious principles and secret governmental conspiracies as it initiates the "Black Project Initiative", shortly after speaking to their local wizard's constructprecursor Temple AI.

The Septonium Concordant decides to stop practising military exercises and start to go exploring, having gotten sick of listening to their fellow empire's latest "Top 40's" hits on the radio. Oh, and they continue with some military exercises.

The Kerbal Interstellar Program completely ignored a temple 150 years ago, but that's not really relevent. What is relevent is that they've got a ship that might be going in the general direction of the Septonium Concordant, if that's okay with the Septonium Concordant? I mean, I don't want to step on any toes, here. Um. Right, moving on.

So the Harlaci Imperium ended up deciding that the shrine, despite being an ancient precursor plot hook, still counts as a temple. They also decide that they should continue expanding the government conspiracy, because, hey, why not? Oh, and there's some aliens sending out Top 40's playlist radio stations, and they've got crazy ships, and maybe they should do something about that. So they send out a metric f*ckton of drones. They also "sanitize" some nearby systems of "threats".

The Septonium Concordant continues to practice drilling military exercises. They also observe some Kerbals acting like the space lemmings that they are.

The Kerbals manage to mine some fuel (somehow). The head of their space program decides that maybe ignoring the temple in the previous post was a bad idea, and maybe they should investigate it so that way they can join in on this whole plot thing, maybe.

The RZE does a whole lot of things. These things include: •Being Kingly •Investigating Temples •Aggressively Remodeling temples with high-tech cannons •Getting "Bad Feelings About This" •Activating Fortress Worlds •Chatting up their local AI •Assembling a Fleet with a capital "F" •Exploring

The Septonium Concordant happens to be exploring in the same system that the RZE mega-ultra-hyper-warp-jump-FTL-drives into. They ping space a couple of times, then melt into space like Homer Simpson into a bush. They also decide, after days of boredom, to just straight-up rendevouz with the KIS Jebediah.

The RZE does another lot of things. This batch includes: •Listening to pings, rather than Top 40's Radio stations •Counter-Pinging •Exploring seven different planets

The Harlaci Imperium "sanitize" some borders, after enjoying the view from their marvelous space station. They start colinization of some planets. Meanwhile, PROJECT SECRET GOVERNMENT CONSPIRACY: BLACK EDITION continues. Apparently they're making a clone army on KaminoDuranthos. Oh, and those drones have totally encountered other civilizations, maybe. Please?

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List of Currently Active Players (those that I've seen posting in either OOC or IC "recently"): NacNak, HyperDrive, Apollo26, Queen Raidne, Mattmanganon
List of Players Whose Empires are in Danger of Being NPC'd: Azico, Alexjits
List of Players Who've Yet to Be Accepted (see next post): Kilo6, Schradinger, KabenSaal, Arkay, Skylar
Handy Chart of Empires and Players: <link>
The Map, Again, Because I Like Organizing Things in Sensible Places: <link>

|Anyone trying to make a nation: Map out where you want your people to live! See this post.
|Kilo6: Yes, go ahead and make your human civilization. Oh, wait. You already-. Er. Hmm.
|MattManganon: Haha, and then I go and move houses on you. :P ...I mean, yes. You should post, you lazy, far-too-busy-for-your-own-good human being! [that was meant in humor][[I'm slightly tired]]
|Schradinger: I honestly have forgotten what you typed (see the end of MattManganon's note, above), but I think it was about applying. Go ahead and apply. I promise that I didn't forget what you wrote and then was too tired to go back and check on purpose. <3
|kabenSaal: *giggles* Ouch! Don't jab me! I'm ticklish.
|Skylar: Sure, why not. There's no player cap yet, but I think it might be beneficial to stop this influx of new nations relatively soon. Polysyllabic Hyphenaeted Word-Creations!

Orbitum 2 - SciFi Space Nation RP

Holy stable internet connection, Batman!

Music of the Spheres - a Planet RP

The timescale isn't minutes, hours, or weeks per post, but years. In the course of the RP, I'd aim for us covering about 200 years or so, at least. Planets can communicate through the music of the spheres - literally vibrating cosmic strings. The planets in this system have been around for millenia. They all know each other. Solus, the sun of this solar system, is starting to make some very weird noises. Noises suspiciously like it might go nova soon. Meanwhile, Arth has started to eject its filthy, stinking Hoomens into space! At this rate, they might contaminate the whole system. Yet, they appear to be the only hope in possibly preventing Solus from going nova.

Think of Solus like a giant whale. It's really big, it makes some strange noises, it's definitely alive, but nobody understands it, and nobody knows if it's actually intelligent.

Planet Sheet:
|Planet Type: [Gas giant, Rocky, Asteroid Belt]
|Atmosphere?: [yes/no]
|Description/Picture: [no intelligent life!]
|Moons (if any):
+Description:
|Temperment: [personality]
|Distance from Solus:

Example

|Planet Name: Arth
|Planet Type: Rocky
|Atmosphere: Yes
|Description/Picture: 30% water, absolutely teeming with life, home to the intelligent life in the Solus system - the Hoomens: hot pink, two-armed, two-legged humanoids.
|Moons (if any): One, called "Oon"
+Description: Rocky, atmosphere-less, heavily cratered, 45% of the size of Arth.
|Temperment: Grumpy. Arth has been plagued with Hoomans for a while. Recently Arth has been threatening to push them onto the rest of the solar system, and they've actually managed to get to Oon, so the threats have gradually become more and more threatening.
|Distance from Solus: 92,960,000 miles

Anybody interested?