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Post by amberice on Sept 22, 2016 23:11:37 GMT -5
A faint alarm is pulsing in your ear as you slowly begin to return to consciousness. It's so very tempting to stay asleep in the pod, where it's comfortable and cool. But already the curved glass door is sliding open, allowing a wave of uncomfortably warm air to pull you from your post-stasis stupor. The wailing siren grows steadily louder as you take a reluctant step out of the pod, the metal floor hot against your bare feet. A quick glance around immediately tells you four things. The first is that you're currently on a starship, though one in need of some maintenance from the sound of that alarm. The second is that the ship is currently dead in space, with no hum of the sub-light engines or the crackling of the FTL drive to break the near silence. The third, easily noticed with a glance through the window of a nearby airlock, is that the ship is uncomfortably close to a red giant, perhaps what prompted the fail-safe to kick you out of stasis. The fourth comes as a bit of a shock. You don't know your own name.
This rp is based off the Syfy tv show Dark Matter. The premise is that the crew of an spaceship came out of stasis and found themselves lacking all memory of who they were before they fell asleep. Working together, they have to make it in a rather hostile universe that is determined to either use them or bring them in, as they soon find out that they were some of the most notorious criminals in the galaxy. However, there is possibly a traitor among them, when it soon becomes clear that only a member of the crew would have been able to tamper with the programming on the pods and wipe everyone's memories. Either they will tear each other apart in a desperate bid to save themselves or work together to use this fresh start to become someone new.
Rules (because those are fun) 1. Forum rules. Follow 'em. 2. Due to the limited space on board the ship, there will be at most 8 characters. Only one character per person please until I get a sense for how well this'll all work. There will also be only one or two androids, so please ask before snagging one. 3. I ask for some semblance of literacy. Please don't write a novel, unless it's your starter. But a couple of sentences would be nice 4. Please don't go insane with what your character can do. Keep it within the realm of mostly-human capability. 5. Be a good sport. Refrain from powerplaying, godmodding, and all those things that simply make it less fun for everyone else. 6. Keep OOC drama off thread. Use PMs for anything of that sort. If you start anything, please note that the ship has multiple airlocks and I can think of multiple ways your character can be suddenly and violently punted out of one. 7. Characters will be going by a number, based on the order which they woke up in. No character will have any memory of the past, nor do they have the whole memory-flash wooshie-woo thing. Memories are poofed. 8. LGBT+ Friendly
Just a few other lil details: - Androids are totally a thing. Humanoid machines that often appear incredibly life-like to ease interaction with the humans they serve. Androids all have a marking on their neck, not unlike a barcode, that serves as identification as well as other purposes. Androids are often hooked directly into the ship they function on and maintain a neural link with the ship's computer systems, enabling them to monitor, diagnose, and correct many issues that may arise during a journey. Essentially, if it's hooked up to the ship, the android can interact with and monitor it. They typically posses very sophisticated AI units that are capable of logic, deductive reasoning, and while most have the capacity to understand and feel emotions, this function is corrected and hindered to prevent anything from interfering with the primary function of controlling the ship. While androids are physically capable and much stronger than humans, they can be short-circuited and shut down in a multitude of ways.
- While the primary governmental body is the Galactic Authority, they aren't the most powerful group in the universe. Both within and beyond the GA's borders, corporations often rule entire systems, with conflicts between these groups often leading to violent confrontations that are war in everything but name. To cross any one of these corporations is to face a massive loss in access to supplies and will often end up in someone trying to kill you.
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Post by amberice on Sept 22, 2016 23:12:05 GMT -5
Form: Number( If you wish to rp an android, just put Android)|Gender(pronouns)| Physical Description History (please note that, due to the funny things the brain can do, skills are retained even if a character doesn't remember learning them. If your character was a super duper pilot, they're still a super duper pilot, they just don't know that until actually performing the task, nor do they remember learning it) Screenname
Character List:
1 | female (she/her) | One is easily one of the youngest members of the crew, hardly looking any older than twenty-two. She is 5'6, with a lightly tanned skin tone, a round face and high cheekbones, void of any freckles. Her eyes are practically black but always buzzing with excited curiosity, dark, expressive eyebrows, and dark, chocolatey hair that reaches past her shoulders, falling in tousled waves. She has muscle, no doubt, but certainly not like her companions- she's not buff, or even remotely close. She likes to wear layered clothing, and is a fan of cargo pants and baggy jackets. How could someone who looks so young and innocent possibly have enough time in their life to have done something to get stuck here? Well, Milo Finlay wasn't actually that villainous. At least, not in the violent way. She wasn't vocal about her intelligence, but she was incredibly smart, with an amazing memory. Specifically, she had acute spatial awareness, and that combined with her memorizing layouts of buildings and ships equated to a very dangerous saboteur and thief. Course, she needed muscle at times as well, and so worked and lived with a crew of smugglers.
2|Male (he/him/his)|
Two is a 5’5” tall individual with golden blonde locks that fall to a little past his ears, and striking amber eyes. He’s fit and lean, though has a bit of baby fat along his stomach, and appears to be in his early twenties. A small scar marks its way down his right eye to the tip of his nose, while another goes around his back and hip. He’s not really sure how he got them, but he has them, nonetheless. He has pale ivory skin with dark patches underneath on his back that resemble burn marks.
Before being succumbed to a sleeping tomb on a starship, Two’s previous name was Mikel Garrison. He was an energetic, loving kid. His father was a pilot, and he helped his father the best he could. It was what made him want to be a pilot as well when he was older. He loved going up in the air and the feeling one got when they reached their highest peak. He eventually followed his father’s footsteps at a young age, but not three months later, his father was killed in an attack on their home from crazy individuals that his father had owed money. This caused something to snap in Mikel. He ended up tracking down each individual that killed his father and injured him, and killed/tortured each one in his own way. He was quite recognized because of this, called the "Yellow Jacket" because of his appearance and his flight experience. Of course, he doesn’t remember this. Though, sometimes, when something happens, he can quickly go from his energetic and smiling self to a mess of anger and depression, ready to kill anyone or anything in his path. He doesn’t remember anything about being a pilot anymore, though that isn’t to say he won’t in the future. His scars and burns are from the attack, when he went up in the plane to help save his father, but crashed his plane after his father was shot down. He also identifies as bisexual.
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3|Female (she/her)| Standing just under 5'5", Three has a fairly muscular build, not particularly thin or heavy. Her skin is a cool dark brown with a spattering of freckles along her cheekbones and on her jaw. Her hair is dyed blonde and has long box braids that fall down to the center of her back. Her eyes are a rich, warm brown. Typical attire generally involves a tank top and cargo pants with a holster strapped to her left hip. In her life before her memory was wiped, Three was Jackie Wyndham, a smuggler who specialized in the transportation of workers between corporation-owned planets, often without those individuals' consent. She also ferried around various types of contraband and had been known to liberate goods from more lawful vessels. A notoriously good pilot, she considered the universe hers to explore and those who got in her way were simply eager to find themselves in space without a suit.
4 | She/Her |
Four stands at a lithe 5'10" with eyes as dark as her mother's, a deep hazel near brown that in certain lights flares bright with green. She is a mixture of Earth heritage, African-American and Japanese, her mother the first and her father the other. She is made of agile muscle,not soft but always coiled and ready to fight. She has dark hair, flat but thick, and skin that is neither dark nor pale. Instead, she has skin like the color caramel and a smile that is never quite to her serious eyes. She is flat-chested, flat-bellied, a wall meant to move fast and in strange spaces despite her height.
Previously known as Junko Hisakawa-Walker to no one alive, also known as alias Jun Hollis or more often by just June. Jun was a brilliant botanist—as well as an incredible mercenary. She worked well with plants, especially the deadly kind, so after the murder of her parents while she was in graduate school at one of the most renowned schools for natural sciences around the galaxies, she decided she had found her purpose. She vanished from the memory of those who had known her, and used her deadly plants as part of her jobs. Usually, they were used to simulate natural death and were nigh untraceable—except for the tiniest pinhole from the syringe or the dart that had delivered the killing agent. She became highly sought after for her skillset, and the more jobs she took, the more she seemed to suit the work. She did like her privacy though and remained unknown to all but her landlord as she cultivated her plants in peace between jobs. Her plants were not only useful as her own weapons however, but on occasion she would sell the agents to those willing to pay, and so became a unique smuggler as well. She never quite forgot her purpose though, to find the murderers of her parents. Nor did she forget how to wield daggers like her mother did, a former mercenary herself—which June did not find out till much later.
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5 | male (he/him) |
Five stands at 6' exactly. He's broad, not fat, just wide-shouldered with a barreled chest, but he's not muscular either. Five looks as though he's in his mid-twenties to early thirties, but it's not as if he'd know. He's white, pasty even, but somewhat good looking. He has dark brown hair that's sticks up just a few inches above his head, curling as the ends and around his ears, and hooded greenish-brown eyes. Five's got a serious, kind of bulldog-like, look about him, his squarish, bony face just exacerbating it. He has a nice smile though, when he does smile, which isn't isn't often.
Five, who was previously known as Jordan Dobos, was well known for the wrong reasons. He made his name as one of Earth's trickiest conmen, working all over the United States and Europe. Disguise, lying, forging credit cards, forging just about anything actually, hot-wiring, even torture, you name it, Five could do it. Eventually, he sort of dropped off the radar when he had a kid (being quite the lady's and man's man was his thing too), but that's another story, and not one he knows about.
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6|She/her| Short (around 5'2") but sturdy. She is a lot more muscular than one would think. She has dark skin, and long black hair that is usually loose but will be pulled back into a loose braid or bun of it's in the way. Her eyes are amber, but they have a cold glint to them. She has a curved/Roman nose. There is a black eyepatch over her right eye. She ALWAYS wears red, even if it's just a headband. She likes dressing in skirts and dresses. She looks innocent, but her eyes give away that she has killed and will kill again. She keeps a machete on her at all times and knows how to use it. Before her memory was wiped, Six was known as Cidi. She was a strong-arm for a bounty hunter. She made quick work of her targets with her prized machete, which, surprise, was red. Because of her constant killings, she lacks empathy but can put on a friendly act to turn the accusation away from her. She isn't very agile, but makes up for it with brute strength. She is also surprisingly good with mechanics and engineering, as well as mathematics. Falchion
7 | male (he/him) | Standing at 6'4, Seven cuts a mildly intimidating appearance, although he isn't notably beefy. He might not win a strongman competition, but he certainly looks like someone who knows how to handle himself in physical conflict. He has warm, copper skin and dark brown, nearly black hair in a fluffy, short pompadour style. Along with this, he has a hollywoodian style beard. His eyes are dark brown, and could be described as very puppy-like. Beyond the initial impression of his build, Seven really doesn't look that scary. His most notable feature would be the robotic exoskeleton on his right arm. Before the memory wipe, Seven was known as William Kingston. He wasn't known for any particular prowess. No, Kingston was a sharpshooter, with a swift hand. With a talent for most weapons that involve some kind of marksmanship, he worked alongside much crueler mercenaries. Kingston was much kinder, and preferred to offer people a swift death rather than something painful.
Android|(he/him)| This android is average heighted, somewhere around 5'8", with an equally average but filled-in build. His skin is a light tan, with short ombre brown hair fading to a honey color. Dark eyebrows frame wide, pale blue eyes on a relatively expressionless face. He wears a navy-blue jumspsuit-like uniform. Much like the other crew members, his memory is corrupt, although there is not much to his history. He is built for the ship and programmed to function for it. The Blue Adept
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 16:54:00 GMT -5
Now open and accepting!
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Post by The Blue Adept on Sept 23, 2016 17:14:13 GMT -5
*sticks my leggy in* hey
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 17:15:27 GMT -5
hey hey
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Post by The Blue Adept on Sept 23, 2016 17:26:51 GMT -5
i am currently having a look at the source material im not sure what to think lol
but yes im here for my android
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 18:02:14 GMT -5
Cool beans, android is yours.
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Post by The Blue Adept on Sept 23, 2016 18:02:47 GMT -5
although, would the android also have a number name?
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 18:08:36 GMT -5
Typically they are just referred to as android
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Post by The Blue Adept on Sept 23, 2016 18:11:39 GMT -5
what if u have TWO androids? lol but thanks i should've seen that on the form ;;
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 18:58:28 GMT -5
They can also be programmed to recognize names
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Post by The Blue Adept on Sept 23, 2016 19:03:12 GMT -5
let us pray that no one programs them to recognize an awful name
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Post by The Blue Adept on Sept 23, 2016 19:15:57 GMT -5
Android|(he/him)| This android is average heighted, somewhere around 5'8", with an equally average but filled-in build. His skin is a light tan, with short ombre brown hair fading to a honey color. Dark eyebrows frame wide, pale blue eyes on a relatively expressionless face. He wears a navy-blue jumspsuit-like uniform. Much like the other crew members, his memory is corrupt, although there is not much to his history. He is built for the ship and programmed to function for it. The Blue Adept
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THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 23, 2016 20:29:07 GMT -5
Form: 6|She/her| Short (around 5'2") but sturdy. She is a lot more muscular than one would think. She has dark skin, and long black hair that is usually loose but will be pulled back into a loose braid or bun of it's in the way. Her eyes are amber, but they have a cold glint to them. She has a curved/Roman nose. There is a black eyepatch over her right eye. She ALWAYS wears red, even if it's just a headband. She likes dressing in skirts and dresses. She looks innocent, but her eyes give away that she has killed and will kill again. She keeps a machete on her at all times and knows how to use it. Before her memory was wiped, Six was known as Cidi. She was a strong-arm for a bounty hunter. She made quick work of her targets with her prized machete, which, surprise, was red. Because of her constant killings, she lacks empathy but can put on a friendly act to turn the accusation away from her. She isn't very agile, but makes up for it with brute strength. She is also surprisingly good with mechanics and engineering, as well as mathematics. Falchion (aka bootylicious )
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 20:36:43 GMT -5
Hey hey, looking good there mate!)
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 23, 2016 20:37:31 GMT -5
EROTIC
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 20:59:58 GMT -5
NO BAD CHILD
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 23, 2016 21:10:28 GMT -5
SO WHEN DO WE START
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 21:12:11 GMT -5
We need a few more joiners first. )
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 23, 2016 21:14:55 GMT -5
((BOOOO))
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Post by marcelle on Sept 23, 2016 21:56:08 GMT -5
Form: 4 | she/her | Four is a cis female, standing at the small stature of 5'2 and is of a lean, somewhat muscular build. She has a pale, ivory skin tone with freckles all over her upper body. Four's pale ginger hair is cut short, and usually stands up in random directions unless she gels it. She has green eyes, but is missing the left one, preferring to cover it with some sort of eyepatch, bandage, or anything else on hand. Four doesn't know how she lost her eye, or why she doesn't have a glass one to hold its place. Four generally prefers to go sleeveless, usually with a tank top, and dresses for function over fashion. She's 24 years old, not that she remembers that. Four's birth name is Janice Sinclair. She grew up in an overcrowded French orphange on Earth, leaving at age 16 and eventually joining up with a shipping company, transporting goods between planets. She's lived a rough life, and lost her eye defending some of the more valuable cargo from robbery. Four can hold her own in a fight, knows basic medicine, and is handy in terms of repairing ships. However, she's a bit rough socially, and has a hard time trusting others as a result of having to watch out for herself through her childhood. Marcelle
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Post by marcelle on Sept 23, 2016 21:57:25 GMT -5
Ahahaha I totally didn't see the other Six. Lemme change my number. Sidenote: they're both 5'2
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Post by marcelle on Sept 23, 2016 22:01:09 GMT -5
Fixed it!
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dumple
THE FUTURE HOLDS A LARGE REPTILE
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Post by dumple on Sept 23, 2016 22:01:26 GMT -5
((AW YEA!! STRONG SHORTIES FOR THE WIN!))
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 22:01:32 GMT -5
(Two sixes, both 5'2 and with eyepatches. XD coincidences never cease to amaze. )
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Post by marcelle on Sept 23, 2016 22:02:16 GMT -5
What the heck they're both missing eyes?? Lolllll great minds think alike ig
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Post by marcelle on Sept 23, 2016 22:04:36 GMT -5
I based her off my fallout 4 character and also eyepatch bc I like the governor off twd
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 22:06:30 GMT -5
(I'll add once my wifi decides to function properly. )
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Post by marcelle on Sept 23, 2016 22:09:49 GMT -5
Do we have enough people to start?
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Post by amberice on Sept 23, 2016 22:33:59 GMT -5
I've got to go soon, so I'll post a starter in just a minute)
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