Strangelander

Space Station Starting.

Huh, so androids do dream of electric sheep. Speaking of which, I should finally read that book. Now to add it to the giant list of books I mean to read but never really get around too.

Space Station Starting.

Rainman shrugged. "I haven't seen anything, but I'll tell you if one of us finds something." Rainman nodded and stepped past the officer and towards the crate he'd set his eyes on earlier. He clicked it open and raised the lid, frowning as soon as he saw the contents.

Ugh, fish he thought, closing the crate again and making a mark on his clipboard. After growing up on practically nothing but fish, the idea of fish was anything but appetizing at this point. He continued, checking a few more crates. After the 5th or 6th one, he came across a crate that was a little longer than most of the other ones. Click. He lifted it open and froze. Staring up at him was a human body. "What the hell." he mumbled. It was a woman, though he couldn't determine an age. "What the hell." he repeated again, a little louder. She was naked, and he was 99% sure that this was illegal. "Uh, officer?" he called out, still staring into the crate.

Space Station Starting.

Yeah, incest is classified under BADWRONGFUN. It's bad, mmmk?
As a side note, Rainman is about to open up the crate that Praefecta(is that the name people call her?) is in. Anything you need to tell me before I post?

Virtual Reality Space Combat Game

Wait, what do you mean by gunner? Like somebody who doesn't fly and just mans a cannon on someone else's ship?

But yeah, I'm interested! Reminds me of this book I read, but it was more about mutant kids being trained for a secret military program...

Dungeon Seekers! IntChk [Fantasy/Steampunk/Awesomesauce]

Hopefully Dharc comes back to this. D:

Cara's Originally Titled OoC Hangout Thread ♥ (Still)

I believe that I have the most majestic unicorn.

Space Station Starting.

Ok, I got my first post up.

Space Station Starting.

Rainman bit the end of his pen as he peered into the box filled to the brim with cans of beans, He was 90% sure that this box was supposed to contain cold cuts, not beans. He narrowed his eyes and scanned the clipboard in his hand, sliding down the list of supplies that was supposed to be on the ship. Finding nothing, he sighed and shut the crate again and slid the pencil behind his ear.

"Hey, Kris, you checked that crate over there?" Rainman asked, tilting his head towards another crate up against the far wall. The other man shrugged and shook his head, tp which Rainman just rolled his eyes before turning to the crate in question. The station had just opened up, and these idiots couldn't get a bunch of damn crates together and organized. Back home he probably would've been shot if he'd mixed up crates, though to his knowledge they weren't smuggling highly illegal drugs for the local mafia here. Though, some of the crates did look pretty suspi- THUD!

Rainman stopped short as he walked into something... No, someone. The Security Officer, infact. Well, the bird one anyways. "Whoops, sorry..." Rainman searched for a name, but came up with nothing. He shook his head and continued. "Something you need, officer?"

Space Station Starting.

(Ignore the umbrella and stop sign on his back...)
Name: Alex "Rainman" Callidus
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Age: 28
Personality: Rainman (as he prefers to be called) isn't the best people person, but he manages. He usually doesn't start a conversation unless he has something to say (no small talk here!). When people do talk to him, he can be rather amiable though it might take some pushing to keep the conversation going. It's also worth noting he doesn't like talking about himself all that much.
Job: Cargo Tech
Past Job(s): Dock Worker (Cargo Tech with BOATS!) and Smuggler
Bio: Rainman grew up with his mother and father on some planet that was nearly 90% water. They were well known for exporting various alien fishes, oil, and materials mined underwater. And their drug trade. Unique to this planet was an underwater plant with slightly-hallucinogenic effects that when mixed with some other chemicals, could be made into a potent drug called Flipside that caused synesthesia-esque experiences... With some side-effects. Rainman's father worked for a sort of mafia that produced this drug and smuggled it off planet. His father made a BIG mistake and was killed, forcing Rainman and his mother into hiding in case their wrath extended to them. Now living in the slums, Rainman's mother died of disease and Rainman (now in his early teens) began running with gangs where he got his nickname for the then over-sized raincoat he always wore. Later in his teenage years, Rainman joined up with the organization that produced the Flipside and killed his father. They had him work as a dock worker and make sure nothing happened to the shipments of Flipside (mainly on-planet). He hatched a plan in his adult years to screw over the organization and possibly halt the biggest Flipside producer... And the rest, they say, is history. Now he's working as Cargo Tech on this space station. Sure beats working for the guys who killed your dad. (He might go into more details if anybody gets to know him enough.)
Reason for joining the station: Mainly to get away from his criminal past... And people who may or may not want to kill him.
Other:Rainman has coal black hair and dull brown eyes. He is light skinned and stands about 5'11" and is a little underweight. He always wears his raincoat for some weird reason. He also seems to have permanent bags under his eyes, making him always seem tired.

As a side note, I have the most glorious unicorn.

Space Station Starting.

AUGH, sorry I don't have a sheet up yet but once I get home in like.., half an hour I'll get my sheet up. I'll be a cargo person, I 'spose.