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I'm Randomness. I also go by others names when it's unavailable, but those are usually some variation of Randomness or Random in general.

I like anime, video games, and science. I'm currently in school studying to become an radiologic technologist. I'm in the initial stages, so I'm on my way. My favorite anime is Eureka Seven, and my favorite video game is a tie between Kingdom Hearts and Etrian Odyssey.

I have several story ideas, but currently lack motivation to write them out. I have plenty of notes for some of them so when I finally get around I'm prepared. That said, I absolutely enjoy group story telling like you do through role playing. One of my interests involved is world building and the connections between them if any.

One of my characters travels between worlds, dimensions and universes. What these are meant to be are different RPs. There seems to be some taboo around such a character, but I feel that is should be judged on a case by case basis. The idea of a seasoned character who has been on many adventures being able to share stories in passing sounds like a fun idea. I thought it would be an interesting idea that those stories could be from other RPs. He isn't meant to highjack the current RP, or be over powered. I admit, I can see that concern. Really though, he is meant to be an eccentric character with stories and treasures not before seen. The effects of these stories are meant to be entertaining, like fairy tales to the current cast. And what treasures he has or can use I'd restrict to what makes sense in the current world. But like I said before, it should be case by case. A learner, and a story teller. I think it's fun to link concept together through this character so the story could live on in new ways and perhaps give new RPs a different kind of character. Without upending everything of course.

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Subject: FP-1991-ED

Last Recorded Location: Cafeteria

Last Recorded Interaction: @BCTheEntity@AelitaJezebelle@Nyxira




Dolly watched as the last remaining person decided that the cafeteria would be the best place to go. She tried to speak up and warn him of the sights that soiled the place, but the words got caught in her throat. The boy looked to be almost the same age as she, but had a different aura around him. Despite seeming scared as well, he appeared to not want to wait outside the cafeteria with her. This left Dolly by herself, and she did not like it. There were things around, and she had no idea what or where they were.

Once the boy had passed through the doors, Dolly had inched her way back. She faced away from the entrance and took a deep breath. Blade was in there, and so was the girl that threw him. If everyone they had made contact with at this junction were now in there, Dolly felt that despite the horrific scene, she would be safe. She was given a small sense of false confidence that perhaps they could deal with or at least run from whatever had harmed those people. And the best way would be to stay together.

Dolly took one more deep breath and turned to enter the cafeteria. She knew what to expect, and was as prepared as she’d ever be to deal with it. As she walked through the door, she instinctually looked at where she had found the bodies slumped over. Her eyes then darted to the man ripped open. It was still horrifying to look at, but Dolly closed her eyes, and looked away. When she opened them again, she saw that woman from before. She was leading Dougie back towards the entrance. With a small skip forward, she stopped in front of them.

“Everyone is in here now.” She said, “I didn’t want to wait out there by myself. I… I’m okay now. I’ll be stronger.” If whatever else that roamed the halls were capable of doing what was presented in this room, then Dolly felt that she had to do her part. She knew she couldn’t fight, but at least she should try to not hinder everyone else. That girl that threw Blade, and the woman who stood by Dougie, even the boy she followed in, Dolly wanted to be less of a hassle much like them.

Dolly looked at Dougie. He didn’t seem too bothered by the gory sight that was spread before him. Then again, he didn’t seem aware of anything besides of whom addresses him. Dolly took a step towards him, and placed her hand upon his.

“I’m sorry we left you in here.” Dolly apologized, “I don’t know if you saw, but I’m sorry for what happened.” She then turned to the woman who was leading him out. “I’m sorry to you, too. I’m not sure what is happening, but I think I want to stay in here with everyone else. No one else is out there. My name is Dolly, what’s yours?”

She then noticed Blade as he had his arms full of food stuffs. She waved as he probably noticed that Dougie was still in the room. She gave him a forced smile to show she was okay, and sat down at one of the tabled farthest away from the bloody scene.
𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓼

Location: Prize Shuttle




Mason was rolling a small pill in his hand as he sat just behind the pilot within the shuttle. It was he, Rod, and a few of the lesser crew who would help funnel everyone together after the nerve agent took effect. The pirates ship was pretty large, but Robin seemed quite confident in her plan. The way she took charge within that laboratory, and those chemicals used, he was confident in her idea as well. As a side note, perhaps he should secure the medical bay in case she tries to hijack it away from him. The supplies he provided were mostly overstock, and could live just fine without them. If she wanted to surgical pod or the multi-imaging machine, then he would have to throw hands. Not literally, but Mason was amused by the thought. But with what was happening right now, he hoped her plan would succeed in neutralizing the pirates.

He took a look at his wrist bound communicator to look at the time. It would be just about time before they could teleport into the cargo bay and round up the hostages. He pulled out a pouch he had at his side. Within it he had packed a few sprays of the antidote in case any of the hostages had a negative reaction to the agent. He also had some mild sedatives and fast acting numbing agents in case of the worst. Of course, he also had a med kit ready for any immediate injury that could not wait until they return to the shuttle. Putting his pack away, he looked back at the crew that remained.

“So, Rod, was it? Are you ready to pirate the pirates? It’s about that time the agent should be filtering in just about now, assuming we dropped Robin off at the right spot.” Said Mason. He stood up, stretched his arms and let out a deep breath. He took a few steps near the teleporter and waited just outside the pad.

“Got everything you need? Don’t forget that pill if you haven’t taken it already.” Mason then swallowed his pill and prepared the teleporter. “They might not be in the right state of mind, but I expect these pirates can still shoot drunk, so let’s not pick any unnecessary fights. It’s get in, round the hostages, and get out without being spotted. Think we can do that?”
That's fine. Thanks. I'll put in a post sometime after Robin starts to do her thing under the ship.
Actually that brings up a question, about how many non PC crew members are there? Elm has two assistants, and I can imagine Mason having a nurse or assistant of some kind if that's the case.
I like surprises.
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Yeahhhh... about that. Just go ahead without me.

Imma withdraw from the RP b/c bad sign: I'm just staring at the page and coming up with nothing and its my opening post. I keep reading over everyone posts and I realize I'm in over my head with the science-y stuff.

Sorry to hold you guys up but alright. Good luck to you all! Later!


That’s mainly coming from the science characters IMO. When we get into the actual operation, I think you’d be able to take charge.
𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓵𝓼

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Mason woken earlier that morning. Life on a space cruiser has far different than what was experienced during the summations. He wasn’t uncomfortable, but the near weightlessness and the feeling of the artificial gravity upon his bones was anything like on Earth. Even now, while he slowly got accustomed to the feeling, he would wake occasionally to a sensation of falling.

Sighing, he got up from his bed and sat down on her personal terminal. His computer was linked directly to the med-bay and other various records from the crew. He spent a good portion of his time familiarizing himself with the crew’s medical history. Since he was up now, he might as well continue to look over them for a bit before breakfast. He started reading the charts involving the nonnatives. It might have been a bad idea since that would have slowed his progress since he’d essentially have to learn the anatomy of another species all together in order to understand what he was reading. That didn’t bug him though, he found it fascinating. Besides, a lot of their physiology matched similarly enough to other species on Earth that he could fill in the blanks.

He reviewed all the medical records before they took off just to get an idea for any preexisting ideas and allergies. He had to make sure that their inventory was properly supplied for the endeavor. There were some things that jumped at him, but nothing he didn’t think he couldn’t handle. While he hadn’t met any of them much before the launch of the Prize, the team seemed well equipped to deal with the new discoveries they hoped to make past the wormhole.

His train of thought was interrupted when his communicator beeped. Only a few hours passed and already, the captain was calling them into the situation room. Mason guessed that something must have happened. They were fast approaching the wormhole, so perhaps they were going to prepare for the passage. He hung out, leaning against the wall near the door, looking down at his tablet. He thought that this would just be a prep talk for what was to come. However, when Captain Carabello started talking about a rescue mission, he put the tablet down and paid more attention.

Mason listened as the technical personnel spoke about the Captain’s plan, adding information, and providing suggestions. Mason didn’t have enough technical, nor tactical experience to comment. The plan seemed risky either way. Freight ships usually didn’t have enough fire power for an all-out attack, let alone to help cover the Prize. Captain seemed confident that it would be enough, and Mason shrugged slightly. Perhaps his combat team there could make the best use of what they’d have available.

Once the back and forth was done, Mason took a quick step forward, “While something like this isn’t really my expertise, I can use the emergency medical kit aboard the shuttle and provide medical support in case any of the hostages were injured. There’s a good chance someone got hurt. I highly doubt the pirates took their wellbeing in mind outside of keeping them alive for their trade.”
They can be in whatever condition you want them to be to fit your narrative. Mason may be a little too giddy and sadistic when it comes to Injury, but it’s not required to do his job. He’s a professional.
Mason wouldn’t fit either, but Probably alpha to help treat the hostages.
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