@Willy Vereb Yeah, sadly no one is playing as the human homeworld yet.
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@Arkay That is most definitely acceptable :) The faction sheet(made for small groups such as your idea)will be a perfect match for it.
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Gardens of Jalaryias(Small-scale interplanetary Nation RP)
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8 yrs ago
Forum: General Interest Checks
OOC
NOTE: Currently there are five garden worlds, two spots remain, one of them must be the homeworld of humanity, enjoy the read!
Human life, the process of millions of years of successive and random mutations giving rise to modern man, a marvel of natural selection. This process occurred as it always did, but this time it didn't happen on Earth as we know it. Another place, another time, serendipity would have it that a system perfect for life in every way came into being. The plum pearl of Jalaryias' crowing rings of asteroids, barren and inhospitable moons, and seven gardens besides. On one of these gardens, not only did man came about, but others too rose from the primordial depths to the heights of intelligence.
On the other sister gardens, so too did life rise to those heights, seven worlds with many thinking beings in a place where the future held limitless potential. Time passed, the children of these worlds squabbled, not all survived. Yet now another chapter has come about, the dream of traversing the worlds has come true. sister Moons, asteroids and the great mother herself are ripe for harvest and now the united peoples of those seven once separate worlds will come to terms as they race towards it, the endless bounty of space.
Explanation
This RP takes place in an alternate universe where Humans arose in a system dominated by the lone large gas giant of Jalaryia and in tandem with several other species(or not, depends on the player's wishes). The backstory of this RP is intended to be created by the players as they write the history of their nations and species, how did they fight? Why? The stage is set for any number of situations, and only you can decide what may come about!
Regarding Garden Races and Non-Garden Nations
Since the scale of the rp is quite small compared to others, we will of course have a limited number of species native to the Garden Worlds, each of the seven garden worlds can host up to three native species at most, or less depending on the player's wishes.
Once all Garden Worlds have been taken, none-garden players will have various options, from playing as a colony of several varieties, from Space Colonies like those seen in Gundam, Asteroid Colonies, colonial settlements on the barren and environmentally inhospitable moons and even floating Installations within the Gas Giant.
Players may also have the option of playing as nomadic fleets and smaller scale factions(such as pirates, mercenaries, terrorists, etc). The overall downside of course is that non-garden players will not be able to make their own species and will have to choose from the current roster set up by Garden Players.
Rules
1. You are expected to post at least once a week, at most, twice a week if you can manage. Any more and you are liable to burn yourself, and others, out and any less and the RP will move along too slowly. If you do not make a post within two weeks with no prior warning I'll unfortunately have no choice but to drop you from the RP.
2. This is an Advanced RP. I expect correct grammar and spelling in your posts, at the very least. One or two mistakes per post is fine, and expected, but if I see ten “teh”s in your post we will have a problem.
3. Please don’t join if you are going to disappear after one or two posts. I expect a certain level of commitment once you join.
Sheets
Garden Sheet
Nation Name:
Flag:
Government Type:
Leadership:
Offworld Holdings:
Persons of Importance(Optional):
Species and Demographics:
History:
Military:
Other:
Non-Garden Sheet
Nation Name:
Flag:
Government Type:
Leadership:
Persons of Importance(Optional):
Homeworld(s) of Origin:
Holdings:
Population Demographics:
History:
Military:
Other:
Faction Sheet
Faction Name:
Profession:
Emblem/Banner:
Affiliation:(optional):
Leadership:
Personnel of Importance(Optional):
Military/Civilian Assets:
History:
Other:
NOTE: Currently there are five garden worlds, two spots remain, one of them must be the homeworld of humanity, enjoy the read!
Human life, the process of millions of years of successive and random mutations giving rise to modern man, a marvel of natural selection. This process occurred as it always did, but this time it didn't happen on Earth as we know it. Another place, another time, serendipity would have it that a system perfect for life in every way came into being. The plum pearl of Jalaryias' crowing rings of asteroids, barren and inhospitable moons, and seven gardens besides. On one of these gardens, not only did man came about, but others too rose from the primordial depths to the heights of intelligence.
On the other sister gardens, so too did life rise to those heights, seven worlds with many thinking beings in a place where the future held limitless potential. Time passed, the children of these worlds squabbled, not all survived. Yet now another chapter has come about, the dream of traversing the worlds has come true. sister Moons, asteroids and the great mother herself are ripe for harvest and now the united peoples of those seven once separate worlds will come to terms as they race towards it, the endless bounty of space.
Explanation
This RP takes place in an alternate universe where Humans arose in a system dominated by the lone large gas giant of Jalaryia and in tandem with several other species(or not, depends on the player's wishes). The backstory of this RP is intended to be created by the players as they write the history of their nations and species, how did they fight? Why? The stage is set for any number of situations, and only you can decide what may come about!
Regarding Garden Races and Non-Garden Nations
Since the scale of the rp is quite small compared to others, we will of course have a limited number of species native to the Garden Worlds, each of the seven garden worlds can host up to three native species at most, or less depending on the player's wishes.
Once all Garden Worlds have been taken, none-garden players will have various options, from playing as a colony of several varieties, from Space Colonies like those seen in Gundam, Asteroid Colonies, colonial settlements on the barren and environmentally inhospitable moons and even floating Installations within the Gas Giant.
Players may also have the option of playing as nomadic fleets and smaller scale factions(such as pirates, mercenaries, terrorists, etc). The overall downside of course is that non-garden players will not be able to make their own species and will have to choose from the current roster set up by Garden Players.
Rules
1. You are expected to post at least once a week, at most, twice a week if you can manage. Any more and you are liable to burn yourself, and others, out and any less and the RP will move along too slowly. If you do not make a post within two weeks with no prior warning I'll unfortunately have no choice but to drop you from the RP.
2. This is an Advanced RP. I expect correct grammar and spelling in your posts, at the very least. One or two mistakes per post is fine, and expected, but if I see ten “teh”s in your post we will have a problem.
3. Please don’t join if you are going to disappear after one or two posts. I expect a certain level of commitment once you join.
Sheets
Garden Sheet
Nation Name:
Flag:
Government Type:
Leadership:
Offworld Holdings:
Persons of Importance(Optional):
Species and Demographics:
History:
Military:
Other:
Non-Garden Sheet
Nation Name:
Flag:
Government Type:
Leadership:
Persons of Importance(Optional):
Homeworld(s) of Origin:
Holdings:
Population Demographics:
History:
Military:
Other:
Faction Sheet
Faction Name:
Profession:
Emblem/Banner:
Affiliation:(optional):
Leadership:
Personnel of Importance(Optional):
Military/Civilian Assets:
History:
Other:
Minor announcement, we now have a chatroom for plot planning purposes and etc.
Alright, I was going too wait till Monday before making this decision, but I honestly feel that with the time that has passed, I have no choice but to drop ONL and Asura from the Garden World slot and will reopen it for whatever two new players to take up the mantel.
@Oraculum Covs or Covvies would probably be a common moniker for the Federation.
I'd imagine for me, the most common phrases would be the Feds.
I'd imagine for me, the most common phrases would be the Feds.
@Klomster@BilboTheGreat@Ozerath@ClocktowerEchos@Oraculum@JuliusCaesar@Asura@WaryBeatle@ONL@Apollo26
Ok people! you may now begin posting in the IC, the countdown has begun, have fun!
Ok people! you may now begin posting in the IC, the countdown has begun, have fun!
Moon of Tarin
The arid moon of Tarin, one out of dozens of sister moons orbiting the Gas Giant Jalaryias, the Great Mother. Unlike many of her sisters, Tarin was a among the few exceptional moons in orbit, for deep within her very crest was something truly valuable to the Garden Worlds and others, Renthulium, a priceless and rare mineral only found on a few moons and asteroids in Jalaryias' orbit, to discover a renthulium deposit is to know instant wealth.
Over fifty years ago, a surveillance vessel under the banner of the Unqiu Mining Guild, a small Aurolian-born mining company, had came upon the vast desposits of Renthulium that had dotted the moon's surface, it was the discover of the century as corporation from all across Jalaryias had raced to this gold mine of a moon, fifty years later onto the present day, Tarin had become an independent entity of its own, the moon now sovereign ground of the corporations for the most part, until unrest followed.
Working conditions had deteriorated over the years, renthulium mining operations becoming more and more hazardous, equipment and breathing masks have begun to break down, the latter causing a great number of deaths due to methane poisoning from the atmosphere. A number of the larger Corporations were less then sympathetic to the plight of the miners, causing great unrest as protests and riots soon hurled the moon towards violence, the miners defiance answered with firing squads, once footage of the violence spread throughout the system, outrage was on an all-time high, what became riots transformed into outright rebellion, leading to civil war. The disenfranchised miners soon formed a united front against their corporate masters, signaling the beginnings of the Tarin Revolutionary War.
Four years have past since the war started, the fighting grows ever more fierce and desperate as the Mining Unions and the Tarin Guilds struggle for supremacy, however, they are not alone in their fight, this conflict has now become yet another battlefront in a much larger Cold War between the Aurolian Federation and the Conordat. Early in the war, the Mining Unions were contacted by the Concordat's Star Chamber, who were sympathetic to their cause, the downtrodden miners and their families providing an ample opportunity for the Concordat to further field test their technological innovations, be they military or not.
Upon discovery of the Unions' Concordat ties, the Aurolain Federation had came to the aid of the Tarin Guilds as they offered their assistance in the form of a joint task force, whom are tasked with reinforcing the Guilds'battle lines, to keep a close watch over the Concordat's activities on Tarin and to a small extent, possibly, begin their own field tests.
Star Port City of Pavliu
"Capital" of the Tarin Guilds
Neon Tipsy Bar, Upper levels
Caris Vakir, a tired and worn out Ishkaan man laid against the wall of a moving elevator as it made it's ascent to the Neon Tipsy, cheapest bar in the Upper Levels in this former corporate city-state turned makeshift command center, Caris had just returned from a tour out in the southern wastes, his company acting as combat "advisors" for the guild forces there. In actuality, Caris' battalion was at the forefront of an assault on enemy positions, it was hard-fought, but unfortunately, it ended up in a defeat on their part, and were forced to pull out before the Mining Union forces could encircle them.
Some good soldiers were lost that day, Caris and several other officers had decided to throw a little drinking party for the fallen once, Caris maintaining his balance as he heard the "bing" sound from elevator, the doors sliding open to reveal bright neon lights, they really wanted to put an emphasis on the bar name that's for sure. The bar was half-full, filled with corporate security, loyalist militia and mercenaries drinking to their hearts content. Caris continued scanning the room until he took notice of a ishkaan hand waving at him, turning to that direction to see a trio waiting for him, a ishkaan woman, a janari and a human. Caris walked over as he grabbed a glass, he was fashionably late enough to have his drink ready. "Glad you could make it, sir." the Ishkaan woman, Isana Kariun spoke.
"Yeah..I had to make a few hard calls back home.." Caris replied grimly, the four now fallen silent for a brief moment. "To the fallen." The human, Ian Raxis spoke up, rising his glass. "Here here!" The Janari, Gard Razin spoke. Caris looked to Isana as she rose her glass, he "grinned" in his Ishkaan way and raised his glass. "May they know peace." he said as he gulped down his liquor. "Ahhh...good stuff." He for a brief moment he simply watched his officers enjoy their drinks. "Enjoy it while it lasts, we'll be getting our reassignment soon."
In a moment of open frankness, Ian spoke. "Damn it all." He spoke. "Sir, What are we even doing here?"
Caris sighed. "We were briefed on this. You know full well why the higher ups even give a damn."
"...Yeah...if the Conk's are involved, it's always bad for news."
"Exactly. They're taking advantage of this war for their own ends. So the Higher ups want us to keep a close eye on 'em."
"Hehe, there's even some out there rumors about some black ops project going on." Gard interjected.
"I'd be careful with that if I were you. "Isana said. "Never know who's listening."
Caris gulped down what remained of his drink, slamming the glass on the table. "You three go ahead without me, drinks are on me. I need a little time to myself, we're getting our new assignment next thing in the morning, be ready."
The arid moon of Tarin, one out of dozens of sister moons orbiting the Gas Giant Jalaryias, the Great Mother. Unlike many of her sisters, Tarin was a among the few exceptional moons in orbit, for deep within her very crest was something truly valuable to the Garden Worlds and others, Renthulium, a priceless and rare mineral only found on a few moons and asteroids in Jalaryias' orbit, to discover a renthulium deposit is to know instant wealth.
Over fifty years ago, a surveillance vessel under the banner of the Unqiu Mining Guild, a small Aurolian-born mining company, had came upon the vast desposits of Renthulium that had dotted the moon's surface, it was the discover of the century as corporation from all across Jalaryias had raced to this gold mine of a moon, fifty years later onto the present day, Tarin had become an independent entity of its own, the moon now sovereign ground of the corporations for the most part, until unrest followed.
Working conditions had deteriorated over the years, renthulium mining operations becoming more and more hazardous, equipment and breathing masks have begun to break down, the latter causing a great number of deaths due to methane poisoning from the atmosphere. A number of the larger Corporations were less then sympathetic to the plight of the miners, causing great unrest as protests and riots soon hurled the moon towards violence, the miners defiance answered with firing squads, once footage of the violence spread throughout the system, outrage was on an all-time high, what became riots transformed into outright rebellion, leading to civil war. The disenfranchised miners soon formed a united front against their corporate masters, signaling the beginnings of the Tarin Revolutionary War.
Four years have past since the war started, the fighting grows ever more fierce and desperate as the Mining Unions and the Tarin Guilds struggle for supremacy, however, they are not alone in their fight, this conflict has now become yet another battlefront in a much larger Cold War between the Aurolian Federation and the Conordat. Early in the war, the Mining Unions were contacted by the Concordat's Star Chamber, who were sympathetic to their cause, the downtrodden miners and their families providing an ample opportunity for the Concordat to further field test their technological innovations, be they military or not.
Upon discovery of the Unions' Concordat ties, the Aurolain Federation had came to the aid of the Tarin Guilds as they offered their assistance in the form of a joint task force, whom are tasked with reinforcing the Guilds'battle lines, to keep a close watch over the Concordat's activities on Tarin and to a small extent, possibly, begin their own field tests.
Star Port City of Pavliu
"Capital" of the Tarin Guilds
Neon Tipsy Bar, Upper levels
Caris Vakir, a tired and worn out Ishkaan man laid against the wall of a moving elevator as it made it's ascent to the Neon Tipsy, cheapest bar in the Upper Levels in this former corporate city-state turned makeshift command center, Caris had just returned from a tour out in the southern wastes, his company acting as combat "advisors" for the guild forces there. In actuality, Caris' battalion was at the forefront of an assault on enemy positions, it was hard-fought, but unfortunately, it ended up in a defeat on their part, and were forced to pull out before the Mining Union forces could encircle them.
Some good soldiers were lost that day, Caris and several other officers had decided to throw a little drinking party for the fallen once, Caris maintaining his balance as he heard the "bing" sound from elevator, the doors sliding open to reveal bright neon lights, they really wanted to put an emphasis on the bar name that's for sure. The bar was half-full, filled with corporate security, loyalist militia and mercenaries drinking to their hearts content. Caris continued scanning the room until he took notice of a ishkaan hand waving at him, turning to that direction to see a trio waiting for him, a ishkaan woman, a janari and a human. Caris walked over as he grabbed a glass, he was fashionably late enough to have his drink ready. "Glad you could make it, sir." the Ishkaan woman, Isana Kariun spoke.
"Yeah..I had to make a few hard calls back home.." Caris replied grimly, the four now fallen silent for a brief moment. "To the fallen." The human, Ian Raxis spoke up, rising his glass. "Here here!" The Janari, Gard Razin spoke. Caris looked to Isana as she rose her glass, he "grinned" in his Ishkaan way and raised his glass. "May they know peace." he said as he gulped down his liquor. "Ahhh...good stuff." He for a brief moment he simply watched his officers enjoy their drinks. "Enjoy it while it lasts, we'll be getting our reassignment soon."
In a moment of open frankness, Ian spoke. "Damn it all." He spoke. "Sir, What are we even doing here?"
Caris sighed. "We were briefed on this. You know full well why the higher ups even give a damn."
"...Yeah...if the Conk's are involved, it's always bad for news."
"Exactly. They're taking advantage of this war for their own ends. So the Higher ups want us to keep a close eye on 'em."
"Hehe, there's even some out there rumors about some black ops project going on." Gard interjected.
"I'd be careful with that if I were you. "Isana said. "Never know who's listening."
Caris gulped down what remained of his drink, slamming the glass on the table. "You three go ahead without me, drinks are on me. I need a little time to myself, we're getting our new assignment next thing in the morning, be ready."
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Alright everyone, I think now's the perfect time to announce that the IC will start up sometime this weekend between Friday or Saturday. Once then, the countdown begins.
Alright everyone, I think now's the perfect time to announce that the IC will start up sometime this weekend between Friday or Saturday. Once then, the countdown begins.
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