Humanity had lived blissfully ignorant of other species for what seemed like an eternity. It wasn’t until they began expansion far out in the deep reaches of space past their own galaxy and began colonizing other earth-like planets that they found out they weren’t alone. Not only that the other species they met, known as the Dendrens were adamant that humanity was a plague which needed to be destroyed and so declared war on the far inferior Terran army. Humanity was not the pushover the Dendrens perceived though and soon found that exterminating them would be a tedious task. They were winning however and slowly forced the humans back. Not all units made it onto recovery ships in time and were left stranded on abandoned planets with enemy troops. Unit 346 missed their recovery ship and were left on Terra 12 a planet vastly larger than earth with only one settlement. An old resource facility originally planned to be the base of operations for the planet before the war came and it was, like the planet, abandoned.
However for Unit 346 nicknamed the Redcoats it is the only place of refuge where they might survive as enemy ground troops and the jungle planets natural elements throw constant blockades in their way. Most have perished on the journey but six have survived and they must depend on each other if they want it to remain that way and make it to resource base New Mecca.
Currently the survivors are located two hundred miles away from the base. Their first goal is to get through those two hundred miles alive.
OOC: So basically looking for five other players though that number can grow or shrink depending on interest. It’s not going to be all action all the time it’s more about the relationships between each of the soldiers as they make their way to New Mecca. I think the story should be a community effort with all of us getting a say in how things go down. Anyone interested please either PM me or post a character app which follows at least the basic template of my character below. No rambo’s or super soldiers please everyone should be realistic and only have a couple weapons on them. Ranks are up to each person, whoever picks the highest rank naturally will be the leader and don’t be afraid to pick something unique other than just a soldier. There are lots of field positions people can choose from, no limitations there.
The Dendrens: The basic vision I have for these are tall lanky creatures proportioned like humans only averaging between 6-8 feet some reaching 11 feet in height. They wear suits that hide their skin mostly for protective reasons against different climates and wear masks hiding their faces and also providing them with the ability to breathe on hostile planets ecosystems.
Don’t be shy to post comments on how I could improve this story and any aspect within it so long as the basic storyline stays the same.
Name: Clara Cane
Age: 24
Rank: Corporal (Medic)
Appearance: Dark brown hair which when hanging down reaches her shoulders but is always kept tied in a bun behind her head to keep it out of her face and blue eyes. She has a pale complexion. She stands at 5’6” and isn’t over fit.
http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m182/getwreckedrp/ZooeyDeschanel.jpg
Personality: Very professional she is very dedicated to her craft as a surgeon and takes every injury seriously. Most of the time she has no time for socializing even when not in battle which can make her seem stand-offish and a bit of a shrew but when someone gets to know her they find her generally passionate for human life and caring, even pleasant. She isn’t violent by nature but knows when she needs to fight, she is very defensive of other people and is for the most part a fairly selfless person. She is mentally and emotionally tough and has at times been compared to a robot for her efficiency as a surgeon and expressionless features during work. Though she’s been deteriorating mentally which she chalks up to fatigue and stress but she hides it from everyone.
History: Born on a space ship her father was a military surgeon who held high regard among the ranks. Her formal years were spent on the same ship learning her fathers trade, although he never meant for her to enter the military. She was enrolled in a medical school on Mars where she graduated in the top 3% of her class and spent five years as a surgeon on Mars before being conscripted like everyone else into the military. After two months of boot camp to learn basic combat she was sent into the ranks serving in the 346th as their surgeon.
Her time has not been easy having many die beside her with her hands stained with their blood, after losing almost the entire platoon she began to lose confidence in her ability and their chances of survival but has remained adamant in her duties ready to help whenever called upon. In recent days as the small group has waited holed up in a dank cave she has had hallucinations, sometimes voices of people who had died in their platoon others were foreign languages she couldn’t understand. Sometimes she would see things and after blinking those images would disappear, she has told herself that she was just tired but the persistence of these hallucinations has her worried about her mental health. She has yet to tell anyone of these visions and has no plans to.
Equipment: Pistol with ten clips, Field Medical Kit, bootknife.
However for Unit 346 nicknamed the Redcoats it is the only place of refuge where they might survive as enemy ground troops and the jungle planets natural elements throw constant blockades in their way. Most have perished on the journey but six have survived and they must depend on each other if they want it to remain that way and make it to resource base New Mecca.
Currently the survivors are located two hundred miles away from the base. Their first goal is to get through those two hundred miles alive.
OOC: So basically looking for five other players though that number can grow or shrink depending on interest. It’s not going to be all action all the time it’s more about the relationships between each of the soldiers as they make their way to New Mecca. I think the story should be a community effort with all of us getting a say in how things go down. Anyone interested please either PM me or post a character app which follows at least the basic template of my character below. No rambo’s or super soldiers please everyone should be realistic and only have a couple weapons on them. Ranks are up to each person, whoever picks the highest rank naturally will be the leader and don’t be afraid to pick something unique other than just a soldier. There are lots of field positions people can choose from, no limitations there.
The Dendrens: The basic vision I have for these are tall lanky creatures proportioned like humans only averaging between 6-8 feet some reaching 11 feet in height. They wear suits that hide their skin mostly for protective reasons against different climates and wear masks hiding their faces and also providing them with the ability to breathe on hostile planets ecosystems.
Don’t be shy to post comments on how I could improve this story and any aspect within it so long as the basic storyline stays the same.
Name: Clara Cane
Age: 24
Rank: Corporal (Medic)
Appearance: Dark brown hair which when hanging down reaches her shoulders but is always kept tied in a bun behind her head to keep it out of her face and blue eyes. She has a pale complexion. She stands at 5’6” and isn’t over fit.
http://i104.photobucket.com/albums/m182/getwreckedrp/ZooeyDeschanel.jpg
Personality: Very professional she is very dedicated to her craft as a surgeon and takes every injury seriously. Most of the time she has no time for socializing even when not in battle which can make her seem stand-offish and a bit of a shrew but when someone gets to know her they find her generally passionate for human life and caring, even pleasant. She isn’t violent by nature but knows when she needs to fight, she is very defensive of other people and is for the most part a fairly selfless person. She is mentally and emotionally tough and has at times been compared to a robot for her efficiency as a surgeon and expressionless features during work. Though she’s been deteriorating mentally which she chalks up to fatigue and stress but she hides it from everyone.
History: Born on a space ship her father was a military surgeon who held high regard among the ranks. Her formal years were spent on the same ship learning her fathers trade, although he never meant for her to enter the military. She was enrolled in a medical school on Mars where she graduated in the top 3% of her class and spent five years as a surgeon on Mars before being conscripted like everyone else into the military. After two months of boot camp to learn basic combat she was sent into the ranks serving in the 346th as their surgeon.
Her time has not been easy having many die beside her with her hands stained with their blood, after losing almost the entire platoon she began to lose confidence in her ability and their chances of survival but has remained adamant in her duties ready to help whenever called upon. In recent days as the small group has waited holed up in a dank cave she has had hallucinations, sometimes voices of people who had died in their platoon others were foreign languages she couldn’t understand. Sometimes she would see things and after blinking those images would disappear, she has told herself that she was just tired but the persistence of these hallucinations has her worried about her mental health. She has yet to tell anyone of these visions and has no plans to.
Equipment: Pistol with ten clips, Field Medical Kit, bootknife.
. Please anyone else want to join? One or two more people and I think we can start.
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