A New Beginning (Group rp!)

UnseenMaiden

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About oh say a hundred years in the future, a colony has been set up on the moon and Helios, an international space station hangs in the starry sky. The separate programs have gone on long enough that the families of the workers there are allowed to live with them.
Catastrophe strikes. Suddenly the Earth is gone. There was no warning, nothing to even signify the cause. One moment the Earth was there. Then it disappeared. Now people that were only supposed to spend a decade in space were sentenced to an eternity.

Now it is fifteen years later. A tenuous government has been laid down and plans made for the continuance of the human race and further colonization. As far as they know, there is no life on other planets. They are the only bits of life left. In fear of a stagnant gene pool, a select few have been chosen to be transfered from their long time home to either the Moon or Helios respectively.

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The Earth was gone. Yuen had only been a mere child at the time but the memory of it's sudden disappearance was still fresh in her mind. Even now, as she looked out of a nearby window, the place where it had once resided seemed so much darker than the rest of space. Arms snaked around her shoulders and a warm body pressed against her back, only thin sheet seperating the two. "Hey, you're not going to leave for another three hours so come back to bed. " She felt it was rather odd as her hand automatically reached to clasp one of his. She'd known this guy her entire life, had beat him up months after the incident, and had been one of the few to offer him comfort when his sister died from a virus strain that had gotten loose upon the space station, but even as she stood here , the heat from his body seeping into her back, he didn't feel like what she thought a lover should feel like. Pulling away, she sighed faintly and kissed his cheek. "Alright.. I guess I'm just nervous is all." Hours later she was standing with a few select others, encased completely in her special suit. If anything the last decade had afforded them to completely eradicate what the astronaut's outift composed of when they hadn't been among the last humans alive. "Listen up, people. You have been selected to live upon the moon colonies. All contact up until now with them have been through video signals only." Yuen tryed hard not to laugh at that. Officially yes the colonists, scientists most of them really, had never physically met with those that lived on the Helios spacestation, but supplies came in annually from the Moon and everyone knew the 'truckers' by name. The offical reason for her and four others being sent there was for politics. The real reason is both places were afraid, even at this early time, of a stagnant gene pool.


Name: Captain Yuen Hart
Race: Human
Age: 23
Personality: Rather callous, she says what comes to mind and rarely fears treading on other people's feelings. She's a good worker though and learns quickly enough when faced with new challenges. Loyal to a fault for her true friends. She keeps her hopes and fears to herself though.
Looks: Boyishly short strawberry bond hair coupled with black eyes. She stands about 5'7 and is well-toned thanks to the various physical jobs she's taken. Her breasts are a lovely 36 C and when not in uniform, she tends to go around bra-less, in a tank top and pants.
Skills: She's a bit of a renaissance woman as she's rarely had any set career path in mind. Therefore she's fluent in English, French, and German. Fairly proficient with engineering and computer tech, and is great with kids.
Bio: Her parents brought her to Helios when she was five and she barely remembers what Earth looked like. When she was twelve her parents died thanks to rampant engineered virus that had infected about a third of the crew before the antidote could be found. Since then she's lived alone, despite the few over night lovers.

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You are now REQUIRED, when joining this thread, to post your char's below information ing the OOC thread and write and intro for yourself in this thread here. If you don't then no one will ever play with you cause technically you don't exist.

Name:
Race: (Anything is allowed because while they don;t know of any other life that could always change)
Age:
Personality:
Looks:
Skills:
Bio:

And now for OOC gloriousness hit A New Beginning OOC ..original huh?
 
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Name: Keenia
Race: Dracon
Age: 30
Personality: Keenia is a rather dour and taciturn person, keeping mostly to herself and her experiments. However, in the very rare cases that someone can break past her shell she can be very friendly and talktative.
Looks: Keenia is pretty typical for a Dracon, her scales mostly a dark green, with swirls of bright blue and red. Through years of genetic manipulations the Dracon managed to gain hair and the females breasts. Keenia as a result has shining black hair that reaches just to her shoulders and 38 D breasts. She's just as strong as the average human male due to genetic predisposition, but prefers others to do manual labor.
Skills: Keenia is a scientist first and foremost. Specifically she's a geneticist, virologist and microbiologist. Keenia's familiar with advanced computer technology as well due to the level of technology the Dracon are at as well as her need for it from her occupation.
Bio: Keenia was born on the Dracon homeworld of Kerag II, a world of extremes. She was lucky to be born in the tropical forests scattered around the equator on small islands. When Keenia was only 3 her family moved to one of the moons of Kerag II where she would grow up and learn the skills for her current job. There was a brief civil war between the Dracon moon colonies, leaving half of her home destroyed after a brutal bombardment. After the war she started working for the government of Kerag II as a microbiologist to in making diseases and cures for them. After she was let off after years of service Keenia began exploring the limits of Dracon space in search of new viruses and diseases to experiment with as well as looking for new life to study.


Keenia yawned and stared out to viewscreen at the two small colonies in the distance. The Dracon was mildly interested at the design of the colonies, wondering who was occupying them and who built them. She wasn't an expert in architecture, but knew they weren't Dracon designs. She tapped in a few keys on the console, driving her ship closer and closer to the buildings on the small planetoid and the space colony.

The Dracon pressed a button to access her log. "Day three hundred. The two colonies are obviously alien in design. If I can get in closer then perhaps I can find out what the atmospheres are and to see if they have any interesting viruses and bacterias. Observation of their genetic codes would be very helpful as well. Since there are no obvious warships in the area they could be mere scientific outposts." She said into the microphone. "If so, exchange of technology and knowledge would be useful."
 
Name: Arson Trask
Race: Vorse
Age: 182
Personality: dismissive and childish, confident in his own superiority so although he is polite about it, he ignores most people on the grounds that they are to stupid to matter, although if anyone has physical skills or some kind of other advantage he views them as useful and slowly begins to warm up
Looks: can alter his physical appearance at will, but he cannot alter things such as height or weight, his actual appearance is about 5’8, made up of a silvery white, malleable metal with join glowing lines that segment the different parts of his body that change colour depending on his mood, just like his eyes. His hair is normally purple when he’s in disguise, but black when hes in his own form, growing out to below his waist.
Skills: he is a piece of alien technology, designed to learn and adapt, any intellectual Endeavour being child’s play to him. He has pinpoint accuracy but his physical strength is lacking so he prefers to pick the right side to be on and avoid any confrontation.
Bio: Arson crashed in to the earth long ago, before man discovered fire, he was trapped in stasis for all of the time though, only recently escaping his accidental prison, he had been on the moon when it happened but moved to the more advanced space station in hopes of finding out what could have possibly made such a thing happen.

If I get bored enough later I might draw up a picture of him
 
(woohoo!..seriously I give it a week tops and if people don't sign up I'll go ahead and plunge in anyways.)
 
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Name: Corporal Inez Vargas
Race: Human
Age: 22
Personality: Inez is friendly and polite, perhaps a bit too much. She avoids awkward situations as much as possible, and is inclined to trust people a bit too quickly, perhaps. However, she is completely loyal to the chain of command, and it would be rare for her to disobey even if it is for a friend´s benefit. Perhaps this isn´t out of a sense of duty as much as pessimist realism, though, which she still has a good deal of inside her (even if she hides it).
Looks: As pictured above. Roughly 5´9 tall, and quite slim. She doesn´t look too strong, but that´s not her forte.

Skills: Inez is a soldier, one of the few men and women really trained for this job, and one of the few among those that really knows her stuff. She can handle most small arms, and has an instinctive respect and aptitude for everything deadly (from muscles, to 5.56 assault rifles with grenade launchers and laser sights incorporated). As well as being an excellent marksman, she is a good tactician, always having an ace up her sleeve, be it structural weaknesses to be exploited, escape routes to be taken, or the necessary awareness to locate incoming fire. In any exploration or combat squad, she is the brain.

Bio: One would think soldiers wouldn´t be needed in space stations, and would be mostly right. However, when security personnel has to also deal with the possibility of coup d´etats or foreign interference, a compromise has to be reached. Thankfully, the weapons technology left from the first teams turned out to be more than enough for the time being, and something that could be improved later on. Weapons like coilguns to destroy enemy tanks and ships, or grenade launchers to disrupt infantry lines, had been inventions proven to work long, long ago, too. The problem was not in equipment, though. As scarce as it was, more could be made. The problem was finding people who could actually use it with any semblance of skill and willingness. Can you guess whose childhood hobby fit just perfectly in the new order?


(I hope this is Ok...)
 
(it works but, who would they be preparing to fight? With so few humans left they aren't really going to go into a civil war...at least probably not for another hundred years yet.)
 
(That´s why I described the soldiers as bumped-up security personnel. Without any military left to offer serious protection, the normal security would have to train a bit harder and be better equipped. "Just in case". Also, how many human beings are left? I suppose that if there are at least between 1000 and 5000, some kind of military or security personnel would be needed to ensure everything proceeds smoothly, from exploration to politics.)
 
Actually it's even less than that thanks to a few manufactured epidemics. Between Helios and the moon there are only about 500-700 people left..most being on the moon due to their being obviously more space.))
 
(Well, still, I imagine the stations would need some kind of strength in the "hurt people" sense. The soldiers, as I already said, are security. They are just equipped fairly well, and trained to deal with more situations than just keeping a door closed. Ever watched Star Trek? Think of them as the away teams. They are the ones who explore, defend, attack, protect the commanders, etc... and between 500 and 700 people would no doubt need someone who knows how to deal with certain problems with the aforementioned set of skills.)

(Edit: Of course, I don´t expect that few people to need anything more than... oh, two squads. I mean, one thing is having a strong arm, and another having a regiment of blood-thirsty Nazi Maoist Stalinist Storm Troopers.)
 
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(Of Course I know Star Trek.. I'm practically obsessed with Star Trek:TNG..... couldn't call myself a fan of SciFi if I didn't watch some form Star Trek... but I digress

I do understand where you're coming from

Is she heading to the moon or will she be remaining on Helios....because hpefully the way this thing gets run it will include interacting in both places)
 
(Well, she could be heading to the moon as part of the Captain´s escort. As a matter of fact, there is another roleplayer who expressed interest in being a member of the security detachment as well, so I guess he could be the second escort. If that´s not good, she could be part of the welcoming party. It depends on how you think the sec-per would be deployed between Helios and the moon.)
 
(Well the way I really invisioned all this in its' basest form is that A select contingent of people are sent to the Moon. While the Moon simultaneously sends their own group to Helios. They are told it is all for the sake of community and getting to know the natives of their sister colonies better but underneath it all the government is ploting something to make sure that sex is had and the human race goes on without immediate fear of deformities and the like that tends to come along when everyone is probably committing incest because everyone's related to everyone.

Quite Obviously I can't do that now. Though I still feel the need to include it as an under current. we've already got one alien closing in on the colonies and another living as a human on the moon.

Actually I'm beginning to think I need an OOC thread...)
 
(well it exists now..link in the intro..please if any of you people have ideas you'd like to contribute, feel free.)
 
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Name: Private Deacon Thay
Race: Human
Age: 22
Personality: Deacon, known to friends as Deac, is pretty easy to be around, he is friendly and usually tries to cheer people up with a hint of humor. He's the kind of person that doesn't mind carrying a bigger load on his own shoulder to take some weight of his friend's. A stubborn streak runs in him for good and bad, this means that if given a mission he is sure to see it through as long as he is able.

Looks: Seen above in his civies, well known for his spikey hair and the flame tattoo on his arm. He stands an impressive 6'6 tall and through his military carreer his agility has increased greatly along with his strenght.

Skills: Like Inez, Deac is a soldier a real one at that. Serving under Inez has been good for him in the sense that he has his things in order, following the chain of command and is good at what he does. Like most soldiers he is sufficent with more or less all weapons, however his speciality is close quarter combat, as a well trained martial artist he has quite the advantage when it comes to speed and reflexes. His aim with standard weapons is better than most of his fellow soldiers but not quite at the level of Inez. Deac usually presents the tip of the sword, being the first to stick his head into enemy occupied buildings or areas clearing out a path for his squad.

Bio: Deacon joined the military as soon as he got out of school, his martial arts training and somewhat sharp mind got him an easy ticket in. In the end he ended up in the same squad as Inez and was present when she reaches the rank of corporal, which she definatly deserved. He's proud to be a soldier and not some policeman with great thoughts of himself playing macho. The teachings of Inez has done him well and when he is sent off to do something he does it right, fast and accurate, the first time. Not much of a strategist he's always relied on her in combat situations and well... they're all still here ;)
 
Ok I hereby declare that I will start this thread saturday or sunday...barring my death of course)
 
School.. a last vy for people to join up before it starts(as I've gotten several notes from people promising characters)....and trying to plan the over all intro out)
 
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