sci-fi((very open casting call)) second attempt

[Droogie15]

Timothy Etler
A 36 year old intergalactic cargo jockey from the Gamma-fi galaxy (people introduce themselves by galactic place of birth rather then cities or countries). Standing about 5'8 and weighing 140lbs, he sports and short torso and long legs. A solid jaw and chin, hidden under 5 months worth of facial hair, grown while busily en route to the exotic Alpha-mic to drop a freighter full of Canter meat (a form of bird) to a number of planet-side governments. Quite good-looking underneath all of the dirt and grime, he lifts his thick piloting goggles and wipes his cheeks with a large browned handkerchief.

"Docking bay number four…contact complete." He calls into an intercom, speaking with what is most like likely a computer operator in charge of public relations concerning docking bay departures and arrivals. “Permission to board space station Lonely Highway.”

“Permission granted…welcome aboard.” Timothy unbuckles his seat belt and jumps out of the specially crafted leather chair. He barrels down the metal-plated hallway that serves as his ships central passage and stops his ecstatic sprint just before he reaches the doorway. Watching the hatch open before him as he presses the access button, he steps into the stations sweet smelling foux tiled hallways. With his ship in need of repair, he was forced to stop at the closest facility in order to seek out a fresh computer processor for his ship’s impulse/manual fuel dispersal unit. Upon arriving he had never been happier to be forced to spend a couple thousand dollars on a computer chip as it allowed him some desperately needed time for rest, relaxation, and socializing!

“Maybe I’ll even get some pussy…” Timothy thought to himself as he began heading into the mall-like space station. His crude impulsive query ruining what had been a fair amount of mystery and intrigue placed upon him and his dirty cloth jumpsuit by potential thread participants and lurkers alike.

 

[Droogie15]

OOC: I want everyone to keep in mind that my posting an action here is merely to entice and not to begin an actual rp just yet. If people wouldn't mind posting their characters here I'll begin a new thread in which to rp just as soon as we get enough characters. thanks.

 

[~*fairywings*~]

cool idea

hey there!

never done a sci-fi srp before so i'm not sure what you are looking for as far as female characters. I'll be happy to play something (the alien sex slave from the last thread sounded fun ) So if ya could PM me to help me with some ideas of what you'd like it would be great

 

[Arioso]

The Bay

OOC: Since you've specified that this is just for characters, I won't develop too much of a plot, Droogie. Hope this matches what we pm'd. If not, lemme know & I'll modify.

IC:

The Bay was the only brothel in the sector, named for the space it occupied on the station: a large cargo bay at the far end of the commercial zone. It might have had a more exotic name if the proprietress gave a damn, but she didn't. Regardless of what it was called, she knew the money would roll in.

The interior of the Bay was divided up into a spacious front room that served as a bar, and several holo-suites in the back which could be programmed to offer whatever seductive environment a customer desired. Some patrons chose to head back with the sex-workers based at the Bay, others rented the rooms for use with their own consorts, and then there were those who knew what it meant to ask for an "unlocked" vs. a "locked" room.

A locked room had all the standard safety protocols in operation; no permanent bodily damage could be inflicted.

An unlocked room was one in which all safety protocols but one had been disengaged at the customer's request.

Locked or unlocked, it was impossible to inflict mortal damage in any of the back rooms.

In the main room?

Well...

There was a videoscreen behind the bar that proclaimed the Bay's two inviolable rules:

NO KILLING.
NO CREDIT.

As for the rest, it was anything goes.

Seated behind the bar every night, her regular post, was Ren, the proprietress. She was clearly Nokkan in origin: deep, amber skin, and slender, hair-like quills that cascaded down from the back of her head like a mane (very useful in a fight). She ran the Bay with an easy hand, overlooked most of the illegal business transactions that took place at the tables, and was happy to swap bawdy stories with those who sat at the bar. Except for her appearance, she might have been any average bartender on any space station.

What struck the first-time customer as odd was the fact that she was clothed from head-to-toe in a form-fitting, gray body suit that looked like well-padded body armor. That, and the ritual, Nokkan vendetta knife permanently strapped around her thigh.

She welcomed all travelers to the Bay; if someone was seeking a particular pleasure, they could most likely find it there. She didn't stick her nose into what went on in the back rooms either; once a customer had paid, it wasn't her business. She wanted her clientele to feel at ease, and made it a point of honor to project hospitality.

From far and wide, ships docked and departed, coming and going in a regular ebb and flow. She wondered who would stop in at the Bay tonight.

 

[Droogie15]

OOC: thanks for keeping this idea alive, Arioso. im using this message to bump our thread in order to see if anyone else is interested. Any takers?

 

[Arioso]

Glad to help, sweetness

As a total Star Trek/Star Wars geek with visions of an X-rated DeepShit-9 swirling in my head, you've got my full support. Aye-aye, cap'n.

Cheers,
AriO

 

[~*fairywings*~]

Nebula

Age - 25
Sex - Female
Race - Belthian (pale silvery-blue skin, flowing white hair, indigo blue eyes & lips)

Nebula is one of the star "dancer" at the Bay. She is sought after throughout many galaxies. She is 5'4 in height, with a lean toned build. Her skin, being Belthian, is a pale silvery-blue colour, almost a matte metallic kind of quality to it. She has flowing white hair that falls to the centre of her back perfectly straight. Her eyes are her most catching feature, along with her lips, both are a striking indigo colour.

Nebula, sits in her change room, just a few door away from the main stage of the brothel. She wears an outfit that barely qualifies as clothing made up of a royal blue boustier that has "tears" in it exposing some of the flesh of her breasts (Belthian Anatomy is nearly identical to that of a human). She also wears a skirt of sorts in the same royal blue colour. The skirt falls so that it barely covers the round globes of her ass. It also has strategically placed "tears". She has shiny chrome shackles around her wrists, ankles and a collar of the same metal around her neck, indicating she is a slave to the brothel and makes no money. It also means she can be bought if put up for auction by Ren, the owner of the brothel

 

[Droogie15]

*bump*
OOC: How truely perverted fairywings...i just love it!

 

[Remec]

Answering the call

Dmitri Popodanovich

A mid30ish veteran of a planetary naval service somewhere within the Gamma-rho galaxy, Dmitri is actually older than he appears...or acts. He is cynical but hopeful, in the tradition of the old Terran Absurdists. He stands around 6' and his weight is hard to guess at since he is not purely human and comes from a homeworld where the natives are denser than normal. The natives are genetically similar to humans, and appear the same on the surface, but they have a high esper quality to their psych makeups.

Dmitri himself is a moderate empath, 'though the skill is mostly untrained as he has concentrated on refining his less strong capabilities in pyrokinesis and TK. He has slightly longer than military-length hair...thick, black, and wavy...and a well cared for moustache. His eyes are likewise dark and penetrating, often accused of brooding but that's only when he's suspicious of someone...or, perhaps, interested in them.

These days, he works as a merc. His empathy gives him a higher precision in piloting than his training might indicate, but his service role in the Navy was in gunnery and mech-work. When planetside, he tends to hang out in places with either potential patrons, fellow "adventurers", and/or good, cheap entertainment...ie, he hangs out in the Bay quite a bit <g>

OOC:Anything else to add?

 

[Arioso]

Looks fabulous Remec

Welcome, and thank you for joining.

Droogie! mwahahaha.....your cunning plan is taking flight!

...and then there were four.....

 

[ariosto]

Raphael Kakkonovich-Sanchez
aka Raph the Pick
aka Professor Feel Good
aka etc, etc, etc....

Raph is a tall, slender, dark, agile, charismatic conman.
He's worked the stations, worlds, cruiseliners and pleasure domes of the Inner Spinward Marches for decades.
His age is unknown, his origins unpecified, his very appearence subject to change. He's wanted by legal authorities on a dozen worlds but no one has ever laid hands on the slippery felon.

His crimes?....name them!
He draws the line on violence, though he's more than capable of defending himself in a variety of ways.
He prefers a slick con when possible and is now working on this out of the way transit station for longhaul freetraders, in disguise as a dealer of exotic erotica to the numerous fleshbars that dot the drop point stations all along the Cammargus-Vindex jump route.

At present he finds himself sitting in a quiet alcove of the Bay waiting to talk to the proprietress, a satchell full of bizarre delights by his side and his eyes peeled for credit heavy 'Johns' and Jockies to fleece.

In his present incarnation, he's dressed flamboyantly in saffron and turquoise easysilks, sports baubles in his ears and fingers full of rings, the normal togs for a traveling salesman out on the 'Lines'.
His face is tanned and pleasent looking behind a neatly trimmed black beard and moustache. Only the glitter in his steel gray eyes seem to suggest he's a bit more than he appears.

 

[Arioso]

Welcome, Ari!

You old scoundrel, you...

bump

 

[fifi]

Great idea!

I want to play a female droid , who is working in the Bay, I have only tried two sci-fi RPG's before, so PM with some help with my character.

 

[Droogie15]

attention

ive officially started the rp for our ooc thread here its entitled "space station: Lonely Highway." im sure youve all seen it by now but better safe than sorry. anyway, people who still want in can most certainly write out a character here and if join in unless notified otherwise (we cant just let ANY crazy character into the rp) but i wont keep too tight a hold on this rp so that it can take shape on its own.

 

[Droogie15]

i believe we need more people working at the bay

i would love it if any females out there were up to help me with this challenge, either post here or PM me, thank you.

*bump*

keep in mind, this doesnt mean we wont welcome almost anyone who wishes to join, just post your character here and if its acceptable, ill PM you with the go ahead. thanks everyone!