sheeplon

Dawn for the Midnight Rain; A Sci-Fi Space RP (Open)

Accepted!

Hawlin, just get to it whenever. I'll look over it again every so often but I don't think I'll see the need to change anything.

Rogue Galaxy

"What do you want?" Really, Minan just wanted to see what was going on. With the recently dissolved situation between Michinko and Jasper, he had good reason to. Before he could say what was on his mind, Luna spoke up. With the way this was going, maybe it was just better to let her have the stage.

Now that the violence had subsided, he figured this wasn't anymore of his business, and left without a word. As he was getting dressed once more in the bathroom, the lights went out. Grabbing his spear he was back out to everyone again, what was left of his patience running out fast. While his species was meant for dark places, the sudden change in light disoriented him. Leaning against the doorway, eyes softly glowing, he sighed. "What the hell is it now?"

Dawn for the Midnight Rain; A Sci-Fi Space RP (Open)

Accepted! o: Really interesting character.

Dawn for the Midnight Rain; A Sci-Fi Space RP (Open)

That's a good idea, actually. Take your time though o:

Rogue Galaxy

As soon as Minan started his shower, the walls were shaking from someone playing music. Oh, great. The one way he can find peace, and someone was trying to ruin it. He sighed, turning the water as cold as possible and hoping for once that it would start screeching. He had no such luck as the music continued. Maybe he could block it out. He did have selective hearing, after all, and this could just be treated as a test.

Next came yelling, was that Jasper? This was really getting out of hand. The music grew louder as Minan's patience quickly wore away. Next, a slam. They couldn't have a single moment of peace, could they. More yelling, a different voice this time. Oh, that was right. Luna was praying, wasn't she? She had to have been. What a mess.Shutting the water off, Minan only bothered to put his shorts on as he walked over to the scene, behind the Zenohunt. By that time, there was no more music, and he was pretty pissed off. "Is there a problem here?" He saw Jasper and Dai, and assumed that the latter was the cause of the music. He then took note of Luna. Poor girl was in tears. "I understand we are criminals, but I was hoping we had at least some respect." He commented, bitterly, looking at the two fighting.

Days of the Festival of Aging {The Dragon tribe rp}

"While we have our own ventilation, it doesn't connect to the Guild's." Ezekiel had never thought about it before, but that would be both perfect yet disastrous. "If I had to guess they would even have multiple systems to separate the upper layers fro the lower layers." Sadly, he had never had the opportunity to get more than ten feet in the building to see if that was true or not. But they weren't stupid, and would have most likely designed the building with the intent of the prison levels being isolated. "Even then, they're hard to get into." He was a relatively small man, but still couldn't get into them. Maybe with Chu's small size it would be much easier, but even just the vent coverings were hard to find and remove.

Ezekiel lightly flinched upon the jump. They were surprisingly heavy for their size. "It would be better if I didn't enter the building, but if need be I will. Besides, I'd end myself before I would let one of those filth kill me." It was always hard to see his expressions, but it was apparent that he was completely serious. His soul was pure, holy; it would be the ultimate disgrace to let a hunter end him. He didn't want to be the first one attacking, however if it began he doubted he would stop.

Upon hearing Draken's comment, he turned his attention to him. "...If you don't mind my asking, my Lord, what exactly is that obstacle?" Running into anything that close to a tribe seemed like a bad omen. This was already enough trouble for him, he didn't need any more things happening.

Dawn for the Midnight Rain; A Sci-Fi Space RP

2641 C.E. - Protests spark in several galaxies upon recent bills passed by the Interstellar Administration (IA). Protesters say laws limit freedoms and cause social imbalances, while a spokesman for the IA claims a short period of adjustment will lead to a better future. Experts predict riots will die down in a year; no government action will be taken at this time.

2642 C.E. - Starship Carrier IV Midnight Rain directed to move fleets into Messier 83, the epicenter of riots once called protests; many of which have destroyed entire wards and killed thousands.

Present day, 2642 C.E.

Enlisted in the Interstellar Administration's Imperial Forces (IAIF), you're currently serving on the carrier IV Midnight Rain, along with about 5,000 other individuals. The fleet is comprised mostly of Sentient species from all over the universe, from simple humans to the abstract and horrifying, gather under the same idea - To protect and serve for a better future.

Currently, the IV Midnight Rain is focusing on peacekeeping in areas not yet affected, suppression in rioting planets, and aid to those whose homes and lives were destroyed by the stages. Pirates have also become a major concern for the IA, their numbers growing exponentially as the protests turned into mindless riots. They are thought to be partly responsible for the escalation of violence and general crime, along with the riots spreading like a disease. The crew has been advised to take caution around civilians, many becoming highly unstable and going rogue as their government collapses. A few incidents involving these rogues taking over small fighter jets have already been reported. Plagues have also been on the increase as general upkeep and well being declines.

And as the empire continues to ignore the pleas of its citizens, your crew could very well be the only help these people receive.

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The OOC is here with the rules and CS, for anyone interested.

Dawn for the Midnight Rain; A Sci-Fi Space RP (Open)

Pavon

Appearance:
Name: Pavon'Echa-Dachan (goes by his full name, Captain Dachan, or just Pavon in casual situations)
Age: 107
Gender: Agender, presents as male
Race/Species: Drozi - An ancient race close to extinction. They worship the suns as gods, and believe they came from them. Their concept of time is radically different from the Gregorian calendar, and instead time is based off of the stars. They live to be about 300.
Homeworld: Methuselah - A planet nearly as old as the universe itself, found deep inside a globular cluster of stars formed straight from the big bang. While not a desert planet, they don't experience a winter or night.
Personality: Pavon can seem emotionally distant, as he never tried to bond with people throughout his travels. He loves to listen to others talk, whether it be about their life or their world or just the day, and in turn he loves to talk about his own culture. He's overall calm, and it's hard to get him excited or nervous about things. His absolute loyalty lies with the IA and when making decisions he does what's best for the empire.
Biography/History: For most of his life, Pavon has been a vagabond, travelling the star systems for a place to call home. Before then, he lived a quiet life with his grandfather out in the country side. The scientific significance of the area around his planet had always fascinated him, and he aspired to follow his grandfather and be an astronomer. But after eons of existence the Drozi were finally reaching the end of their life cycle, and are rapidly becoming an extinct species. Wanting to prevent the collapse, elders took able bodied and healthy children through young adults, put them into "families", and sent them of in small star ships. As he was barely an adult he was assigned a child almost in the equivalent of their teens to look after and protect. In a desperate attempt to continue living normally many survivors have gone off and found cultures to assimilate into. Pavon, however, decided to protect his culture in anyway he could, and started collecting things significant to his people and studying everything he could about them. His 'son', Arkai, is extremely well-versed in his history because of this. Eventually he reached a planet in the Interstellar Alliance, and seeing it as a content nation, settled down on it. (Arkai took the opportunity of being in one place to take formal education on history, and currently is a teacher.) Pavon, realizing that he could spread his culture through the Forces, quickly took the opportunity to sign up. Over the years he grew to the rank of Captain.
Are you a ground-pounder or do you ride with the navy as part of the crew?: Pavon's in the navy.
Other: He likes to sleep standing up, for some reason. Good at navigating by stars, if need be. Summer's Dawn.
Rank: Captain
Position: Captain of the Midnight Rain
Weapon(s)(Nothing powerful): Model 10-5
Equipment:
If pilot, what craft?: n/a

Dawn for the Midnight Rain; A Sci-Fi Space RP (Open)

GMs: Sheeplon and Datadogie

2641 C.E. - Protests spark in several galaxies upon recent bills passed by the Interstellar Administration (IA). Protesters say laws limit freedoms and cause social imbalances, while a spokesman for the IA claims a short period of adjustment will lead to a better future. Experts predict riots will die down in a year; no government action will be taken at this time.

2642 C.E. - Starship Carrier IV Midnight Rain directed to move fleets into Messier 83, the epicenter of riots once called protests; many of which have destroyed entire wards and killed thousands.

Present day, 2642 C.E.

Enlisted in the Interstellar Administration's Imperial Forces (IAIF), you're currently serving on the carrier IV Midnight Rain, along with about 5,000 other individuals. The fleet is comprised mostly of Sentient species from all over the universe, from simple humans to the abstract and horrifying, gather under the same idea - To protect and serve for a better future.

Currently, the IV Midnight Rain is focusing on peacekeeping in areas not yet affected, suppression in rioting planets, and aid to those whose homes and lives were destroyed by the stages. Pirates have also become a major concern for the IA, their numbers growing exponentially as the protests turned into mindless riots. They are thought to be partly responsible for the escalation of violence and general crime, along with the riots spreading like a disease. The crew has been advised to take caution around civilians, many becoming highly unstable and going rogue as their government collapses. A few incidents involving these rogues taking over small fighter jets have already been reported. Plagues have also been on the increase as general upkeep and well being declines.

And as the empire continues to ignore the pleas of its citizens, your crew could very well be the only help these people receive.

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Crew Listing

Crew listing:
Captain (x1): Captain Pavon'Echa-Dachan
Senior Navigations and COMs (x1): Triganavia™ 'Lambda' Model 0.7 Prototype "LokiOS-1"
Senior Operations and Weapons (x1): PFC Vilos Bear

Junior Navigation and COMs (x1):
Junior Weapons (x1):
Junior Operations (x1):
Engineering officers (x2):

General-hands crew (4x):
Pilots (4x): Second Lieutenant Ruby Heartsworth, A94-Sparrow Assault Dropship
Major Katrina Eisenhauer, "Hurricane", H32-Seagull Fighter
Major James Hawthorne, "Broadside", B252 Demon Bomber
MP (Military Police) (1x): First Lieutenant Gar'Tai

Ground-Troops (Also serve as borders/boarder repellers) (~):
Captain Warden 003 "Spectre"
Corporal Akhtar Adou

Rules

Rules:

IC Rules

No godmodding. This includes;
Autohitting PCCs (Player Controlled Characters)
Using OOC information in game (For example, discussing in the OOC that there would be a special weapon on the ship, and your character going out to find the weapon of which he knows nothing about)
Having your character be the biggest, most badass guy out there, able to take on armies and laugh as he dyes his carpet with their blood (in short, don’t tank an entire hostile squad with one man. That would not happen. However, you may do so if you have GM permission. Just, don’t dye the carpet. Blood doesn’t smell good.)

Please keep the RP PG-13. What this means is;
Romance is allowed, however nothing above kissing. If you do something with that perfect girl, please, fade to black.
Do not describe every bit of blood and gore that pops up. Yes, you may refer to blood, for example, by having your character spot that there is blood on a wall, or on the floor. However, you’re not walking in a pile of enemies missing limbs, or swimming through an ocean of red.

OOC

Please, be nice in the OOC chat;
No flaming
No trolling
Be respectful to others
You character may be mean in the IC

If you have read the rules, put Summer’s Dawn in the other section of your CS.

Please listen to GMs
Please listen to the GMs, and abide what they say.
You may discuss and reason, however if a GM tells you to stop, just do it.

CS Rules and Notes

A member of the crew should not be carrying around a heavy calibre machine gun. Sidearms, and perhaps a PDW at largest. This does not apply for Pilots.
The pilots have four craft to choose from;

A94-Sparrow Assault-Dropship
H32-Seagull Fighter
B252-Demon Bomber
L12-Flytrap Boarding Craft

Once a craft is taken, it is taken. First come, first served.

Character Sheet Skeleton

Character Sheet Skeleton

Please add either the Ground-Force or Navy attachment to the bottom of the CS.

Appearance:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race/Species:
Homeworld:
Personality:
Biography/History:
Are you a ground-pounder or do you ride with the navy as part of the crew?:
Other:

CS Attachments (Put one of these on the bottom of the CS, depending on what you want to be.

Ground Troopers
Rank:
Specialty:
Weapon(s):
Equipment:

Midnight Rain’s crew
Rank:
Position:
Weapon(s)(Nothing powerful):
Equipment:
If pilot, what craft?:

Rogue Galaxy

Minan looked at Michiko, annoyed, as the doctor took the payment. "Are you stupid? I've previously arranged payment, for both my brother and him." He explained upon reentering his room. "If I ever contact services again let me handle it alone." After all, he knew what he was doing, and more than anything Michiko's extra bribe offended the alien. That was one way for Luna to answer his question. He wasn't about to stop her. He walked over to the arrow in his room, pulling it out of the floor.

"Now, do we have anything that needs to be done? I'd like to take a bath, soon." Minan commented, thinking over daily things. There probably were more things that needed taking care of, now that he thought more about it. He was a bit ornery now that he had calmed down from the event. Usually when he was like this, he could stand in the shower for five hours easily.