The world, the universe as we know it has changed drastically over the past 200 years. Most of this was due largely to a discovery, perhaps humanity's greatest breakthrough. In 2148, a mining team investigating the "Bermuda Triangle-like" reputation of the southern pole of Mars unearthed the subterranean ruins of an ancient alien research station, revealing irrefutable proof of the existence of alien life. Humanity was no longer alone in the universe.
Within a year of the discovery, Earth's eighteen largest nations had drafted and ratified the Systems Alliance charter, establishing a representative political body to expand and defend human territory. Shortly thereafter, the various nations of Earth pooled their military resources to create the Systems Alliance Military.
The same year, 2149, the Alliance discovered the Sol system's mass relay orbiting Pluto, previously thought to be a moon, Charon. The Charon Relay propelled them into space and the reach of humanity grew quickly.
The Alliance began a rapid campaign of expansion, establishing numerous colonies and constructing a large fleet, even though it had yet to encounter another species. Maintaining this expansion policy, the Alliance activated all the mass relays it could find to seek out new resources and possible colonies.
After much growth and some bloodshed humanity leaped onto the galactic stage. The Alliance received a surge of popularity, which gave it the necessary political credibility to speak for humanity as a whole.
The current year: 2318
On space station Slova, orbiting Earth the UGA Aegis is docked. This turian vessel is a prototype starship created as a joint human and turian venture. A cruiser optimized for reconnaissance missions, the vessel uses state-of-the-art stealth technology.
Crew mission: The exploration of this Galaxy and neighboring ones to seek out Planets and make contact with new species, acquire new technologies, and on occasion recon around possible hostiles.
If you have read thus far I applaud your interest. So basically what this discussion thread is trying to find out is, who wants to go explore outer space?
Current Ships Roster:
Captain: Ivan Vartikov
Chief Medical Officer: Manfred Lohen
Chief Science Officer: Alina Kerchenkovich
Science Officer: Alexia Drakkon
Chief Engineer: Malakai "Hyper Drive" Mikkaddo
Engineer: Marcs "Stone" Holaender
Tactical/Weapons: Sirus Alcat
Security: Arashi_kuriyami
Pilot: Nicholas 'Dragonbane'
Communications: Bishop Drover
Chef: Kyle (Madina, RJ)
Classified status: Felicia Wolverinni
Citizen: Astara Niche
Executive Officer: Vincent Caldere
Navigation: open
Counselor/Shrink: open
ok well Aegis is the wrong name for the ship. For those that think I just walked in to argue I'm sorry but Aegis has always meant a strong protection. Specifically in ancient Greece when men would wear cloaks with the symbol of religious authority. This can be transposed of course in the since that with t he Alliance symbol on it Alliance forces would protect but the ship is a recon ship which doesn't have the proper authority or capability to do so.
So anyway, yay mass effect... now first things first the post didn't mention anything about contacted races other then the fact that there have been none as of 2149. Does that mean there has been NO contact of alien species and if so what about furries? cause dats important. I mean I'm in for sure love space and all but gotta work out some details first and do we need to post a Character sheet or something?
Thanks for your interest Aon.
While I won't debate the name of the ship *winks* you have posed some rather good questions. Yes everyone including myself will be posting a character sheet with relevant information for the field you have chosen as well as a brief history.
Everyone will be expected to wear the Alliance issued PMD on their wrist as well as uniform.
Yes there has been contact with alien races. As a matter of fact the initial first contact with the turian race resulted in a war. But yeah I delete or better yet left out a lot for the reader.
As far as contact with Anthros or were they came from. I'm not really sure what you are getting at are you thinking a furry planet as an alien species, or maybe that somehow over the past 300 years humans evolved into furries that are now exploring space?
hahahah!! Sign me up, been looking for a good role play. I'll post a character sheet when you post yours.
I'll probably end up either playing Tactical/ Weapons, Or security. I'm assuming Tactical/ weapons is ground related work. And that security is ship work??
Oh and what is our current tech for weapons look like? Do we use energy projectile? Or is it a mix of tech?
So how you working this Fel? Securing positions, then doing characters? I'm thinking either pilot or tactical/weapons, cause those are my two favorite from ME. Joker's even more hillarious in the second one XD
Quote from: Arashi_kuriyami on March 24, 2011, 01:59:04 PM
hahahah!! Sign me up, been looking for a good role play. I'll post a character sheet when you post yours.
I'll probably end up either playing Tactical/ Weapons, Or security. I'm assuming Tactical/ weapons is ground related work. And that security is ship work??
Oh and what is our current tech for weapons look like? Do we use energy projectile? Or is it a mix of tech?
Ok..tactical/weapons is basically the person responsible for pointing the ships guns and pushing the button. Not that hard.
Security would be responsible for ships security, and the security of the other members of the crew. One person can run Security Chief and use NPC's as roving marine patrols or whatever.
As far as technology, what weapons we have on board.. Dual Disruptor Torpedoes and Javelins. Will also be equipped with GARDIAN point defense lasers, kinetic barriers and a mass accelerator cannon. For more information on what exactly these weapons do and how the GARDIAN works.. check this link.. http://masseffect.wikia.com/wiki/Starships
Quote from: Nicholas on March 24, 2011, 09:06:15 PM
So how you working this Fel? Securing positions, then doing characters? I'm thinking either pilot or tactical/weapons, cause those are my two favorite from ME. Joker's even more hillarious in the second one XD
Nic if there is a position you want speak up or chances are it may be gone.
Just a little FYI... I expect posting to be consistent, I DO NOT expect it to be daily. I have 2 full times jobs so.. yeah I have a life outside of RP world just like everyone else. If for some reason you decide to leave.. for fucks sake post an exit or I will find some horrible alien to eat your character and replace you at the next planet we stop off at.
Currently this is the layout of the decks and what is where.
1 Bridge/Captains Quarters
Level 2 Crew Quarters/
Level 3 Medical Bay
Level 4 Holo Deck/Science Bay/R&D Lab
Level 5 Kitchens/Mess Hall/Bar
Level 6 Cargo Bay/Hanger/Engineering/Weapons
I think I might like pilot. I've started driving recently and it's nice, so I'll go with that XD Plus I always wanted to pilot one of the bigger ships
I think i am gonna go with security, Are we using Mass effect weapons as well or can we be a little creative and such? Speaking of which what it the crew size of this ship? how many units would be under my control? And are w elite sort of units? Or are we more of a general hodge podge of soldiers?
YAY! so ok I'm the science officer.
Name: Alexia Drakkon,
Occupation: Astrometrics/Theoretical Quantum engineering.
Graduated academy at the age of 16 top of the world. Worked on implants helping design and alleviate pain in the subjects creating the third generation. Specifically requested to join the crew of the Aegis as part of a science team. Alexia is Young and still very human like though occasionally she disappears and wears parts of the uniform that aren't regulation.
Quirks
Alexia is quick to jump to conclusions, quick to anger if she feels threatened and holds a grudge for a long time unless the words 'I'm sorry' pass the lips. She's curious by nature and has to solve any puzzle placed before her. (what she does with the answers isn't important only that she found the answer)
just because I wanna post it now.
Quote from: Arashi_kuriyami on March 25, 2011, 05:05:16 AM
I think i am gonna go with security, Are we using Mass effect weapons as well or can we be a little creative and such? Speaking of which what it the crew size of this ship? how many units would be under my control? And are w elite sort of units? Or are we more of a general hodge podge of soldiers?
You can be creative in your weapons, they just need to be believable if you know what I mean, as for the crew members on ship there are supposed to be at least 150 overall.
Units under your control? Ummm... lets see, 6 levels on the ship, one unit per level.. 6 units. And they are a hodge podge of soldiers.. some new recruits, green as grass, other seasoned.
Thanks Nicholas, and Alexis you have been added to the roster and you as well Arashi.
awesome can't wait, urgh in the mean time can i get a lay out so i can post my character sheet?
Name: Alina Kerchenkovich
Rank: Lt Commander
Occupation: Chief Science Officer
Field of expertise: Spacious and gaseous anomalies, minored in Astrophysics
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Species: Snow leopard anthro, plantigrade
Nicknames: Ali
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 130-135
Eye Color: Cerulean blue in color with a silver ring around the center near the pupil
Fur Color: She has the normal coloration for her species (White fur with small black rosette patterns sporadically dotting her pelt) excluding the tip of her tail, which is solid black for the last 3 inches.
Hair Color: White (straight, shoulder length and soft to the touch)
Body Type: Limber (Enjoys Tai chi and yoga. She has a thin build but don't let that fool you)
Jewelry/Glasses: Alina wears only an alliance issued PMD on her left wrist and round, wire-framed glasses on her face.
Background:
Alina excelled in her classes at the Academy and graduated within the top 5% of her class. Since graduation, Alina has spent the majority of her service with the Alliance in a research facility.
In truth Alina would have been content to remain in that research lab for another 5 years continuing her studies with particle physics. However her supervisor had other plans. He knew that the only way she would ever get promoted was if she went into the field. Easily he convinced Alina that it was in her best interest to seek out appointment on the Aegis. Alina filed the appropriate forms and received an immediate transfer with promotion to Lt. Commander and Chief Science Officer based on her supervisor's recommendation.
Quote from: Arashi_kuriyami on March 28, 2011, 11:41:43 PM
awesome can't wait, urgh in the mean time can i get a lay out so i can post my character sheet?
Layout as in schematics of the ship or.. as in what is on each level? If it is what is on each level.. read above post by me.. If schematics.. they are coming... be patient
Engineering...
XD sorry Fel, had to scurry about to find where I put it.
Name: Ivan Vartikov
Rank: Captain
Occupation: Captain of the UGA Aegis
Field of expertise: Leadership, Alliance battle strategies, minored in theater
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Species: Vulpes lagopus (Arctic Fox)
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 133
Eye color: Light Blue
Fur color: Typical snowy white like that of any normal Arctic fox, nothing special.
Body type: Limber, does a lot of running when docked or planetside.
Jewerly/Glasses: Ivan only has his eye glasses and standard issued PMD that he carries around on his wrist.
Background:
Once he was out of the Academy he was immediately sent off to work on the USG Razzia, an Earth made military vessel with the soul mission to patrol the borders of Alliance territory. He was taken on as a Weapons Technician. He would run system checks on all of the ships turrets and and main gun so to speak. His hard work and dedication would eventually land him another position as the Weapons Operator, his new task granting him the resposibility of operating the targeting sensors and the firing mechanisms of the turrets and the main gun all on the bridge of the ship. There he gained the friendship of the Capitain of the USG Razzia and those that that worked on the bridge as well. As his dedication for his work and for the Alliance grew so did the respect he gained from the Captain, Impressed by the males growing leadership and independant thinking that on Ivans 24th birthday the Captian of the USG Razzia handed him a Letter of recommendation for a promtion to the rank of Captain. So Ivan was sent back off to the academy where he was instructed in more regulations, safety procedures, etc. It took one full year to finish the special course and once done with his studies he took a simulation of a live action battle to test his knowlege and mental condition to see how he reacted under stress given the situation of utter demise, which he passed with flying colors and gained his promotion to Captain at age 25.
(Want more? Check out his actual profile section :P)
Name: Manfred Lohen
Rank: Lt Commander
Occupation: Chief Medical Officer
Field of expertise: Emergency medicine
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Species: Fennec
Nicknames: None
Height: 6'1''
Weight: 220 lbs \
Eye Color: Slate gray
Fur Color: Solid tan except for white fur on abdomen, insides of ears, bottom of tail, and inside of legs
Hair Color: Sandy blond
Body Type: Lean, toned
Jewelry/Glasses: Black rectangular-framed glasses, silver analog/digital watch on left wrist
Personality: Very reserved and focused on maintaining a tight professional appearance. He prefers to avoid social gatherings and is much more comfortable in his office reviewing his subordinates' work and patient information. Incredibly strict about making sure the medical areas are kept clean and well-organized, and will also make sure any non-medical personnel or patients are kept out to minimize distraction. Patient care is priority.
History: Graduated top of his class from der Universität Heidelberg specializing in Notmedizin (emergency medicine). Worked in the emergency department of Klinik Weißenburg for a year before the hospital was closed down due to lack of adequate funding. Immediately after being laid off from work, he turned to the Alliance for employment. Given his education and performance record, he was placed on board the UGA Lacrosse as Assistant Chief Medical Director. The ship was taken out of commission in late 2317 due to a deterioration in hull integrity, leaving Lohen staged on Station Slova to await his next ship's assignment.
He was contacted by Alliance Command and informed that the UGA Aegis' planned Chief Medical Officer had suffered decompression sickness when his transport shuttle experienced mechanical difficulties on the way to Station Slova. Since he was the only qualified physician on the station and the Aegis was expected to depart the next day, he was given the title of Chief Medical Officer and placed on board the UGA Aegis instead.
Name: Arashi Kuriyami
Rank: Master Chief
Occupation: Chief Security officer
Field of expertise: Gorilla warfare, reconnaissance,tactical demolitions, Tactical warfare, Urban Combat, space to ship warfare, unconventional warfare
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Bipedal Anthropomorphic Felinae panthera pardus (black panther none shifting anthro)
Nicknames: Crimson shade
Height: 7''
Weight: 245 lbs
Eye Color: Lightning blue
Fur Color: Solid Black
Hair Color: Crimson Red
Body Type: Lean, well muscled sinewy
Jewelry/Glasses: single piercing on his left ear.
Personality: Socially out going he doesn't hesitate to make idle chit chat. Its in his nature to answer a question by asking another one in return. Though in most cases he tends to keep people at a certain emotional distance do to loosing many of his friends in combat. He would be what you would call " A pessimistic optimist" always expecting the worse, and when something good happens. It's blown way out of proportion. Though for some reason, everyone else views him as to aloof. Emotionally he is a wreck, enough said.
History:
Brought up in a very military type family he fallowed the traditions and honored his family's wishes by attending various military schools. Though he himself is a dreamer with no sense of direction. Excelling in various combat scenario's it was easy enough to fit in and study various military styles of war. But his dream's of traveling lead him into Ranger platoon Unit number 560331. as years passed he earned his way into command, His first off planet war was Stato's 4 where his unit was pinned down. Do to his military brilliance and Unconventional ways of warfare they held out until help could arrive. But even then the lost of friends and fellow soldiers weighed heavy on him. Sobering him to the harsh reality's of war and life.
When his last term ended he was approached by An Alliance officer, offering him a new job. One to help soldiers, he was told that it would be medical work and testing. He was also told that this new branch would revolutionize soldiers and save lives, his missions where strictly "Black Ops". Without hesitating he joined this new branch and became leader of a small elite group of 4 named only as "Crimson brigade" compromising of various races.. The study itself was to help enhance soldiers reflexes by re-wiring the body's reflex's, and heightening there senses. How ever many died in the attempt, those that did suffered severe mental trauma with little results.
Between the medical tortures and heavy training regiments, Black Ops missions. Arashi developed MPD (Multiple personality disorder) Halving his name into two, Storm (himself) Shadow ( his dis order). Though he actively Deny's it which keeps him somewhat sane. It's Something he doesn't talk about, therefore it does not exist. Him claiming its his conscious talking to him and nothing more. Do to the lack of success except on a hand full of soldiers, the program was shut down permanently. Since the cancellation of the program, the money that was promised to him never came.
Left with nothing, not even a ticket home he spent his time living among the natives, Working among side of them and occasionally living the the forest area. Though he never really felt at home. The civilian's where a mystery to him. Because of constant miscommunication among the locals ended in him traveling from city to city. Finally on his last leg and resorting to just surviving, he was found by one of his old Ranger buddy who has been promoted on numerous occasions. Pulling and tugging on a few strings, he was giving a security job on the "Aegis".
Quote from: Arashi_kuriyami on March 30, 2011, 12:18:51 AM
...Between the medical tortures and heavy training regiments, Black Ops missions. Arashi developed MPD (Multiple personality disorder) Halving his name into two, Storm (himself) Shadow ( his dis order). Though he actively Deny's it which keeps him somewhat sane. It's Something he doesn't talk about, therefore it does not exist. Him claiming its his conscious talking to him and nothing more....
While normally I wouldn't have a problem with this... I probably should warn you of the possible consequences should your char start exhibiting bizarre symptoms/ behaviors that others notice.
In NASA's guidelines for space station emergencies and crisis's there is also guidelines on how to handle mental breakdowns... What should be done when a fellow astronaut goes bonkers?
Astronauts are instructed to bind the stricken flier's wrists and ankles with duct tape, restrain the torso with bungee cords and administer strong tranquilizers. Now if that sounds like fun, then by all means.. go nuts!
Quote from: Felicia Wolverinni on April 01, 2011, 12:00:44 AM
Astronauts are instructed to bind the stricken flier's wrists and ankles with duct tape, restrain the torso with bungee cords and administer strong tranquilizers.
Now if that sounds like fun, then by all means.. go nuts!
And a pissed-off German guy would be administering the tranquilizer. XP
*laughs*
Anyone can play a really good soldier but it takes skill to play one thats messed up.
Name: Felicia Wolverinni
Rank: Commander
Occupation: [CLASSIFIED]
Field of Expertise: Weapons/Tactical
Age: 30 (In appearances only)
Gender: Female
Species: Wolverine (Mustelid) anthro, plantigrade
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 150-155
Eye Color: Gold (with black vertical slits)
Fur Color: Black **
Hair Color: Black (straight, mid back in length and soft to the touch) On duty: she wears it in one thick braid. Off duty: She wears it down and loose.
Body Type: Athletic
Jewelry: On the index finger of her right paw Felicia wears a hematite ring. The band is thick and black with trace amounts of silver running through it. The top bears the head of a wolverine. On her left wrist is her Alliance issued PMD
** While Felicia's fur it solid black there is an exception to this. Around her eyes and about half way down her cheeks there is a silver facemask. When the light hits her face just right the mask looks like a hollowed out skull.
Personality:
Felicia is a difficult case to figure out. She trusts no one and therefore doesn't allow anyone to get close to her. She is brutally honest with her opinions, most of the time throwing tact out the window if the situation warrants it. Chances are you won't meet her, and if you do... you won't like her.
History:
Felicia's military history with the Alliance could best be described as checkered. Felicia graduated within the top ten percent of her class. Her studies centered on weapons development and tactical warfare.
Felicia received assignment on the UGA Riptide and served as a weapons officer for eight years until the ship suffered heavy damage and had to be taken out of service. During the interim between assignments Felicia found herself assisting with weapons development at an Alliance military installation. After fours months of lab work her orders came though and she was transferred to the UGA Odyssey.
The wolverine only lasted two months as chief weapons operator before she physically attacked her commanding officer, Cpt. Drelic. Commander Wolverinni was stripped of her rank and remained incarcerated in a military prison awaiting trial. Seven months, Felicia rotted in prison, dodging rape gangs and abusive guards, then two weeks prior to her trial Felicia received word from the JAG that all charges against her had been dropped due to the fact that Cpt. Drelic had been deemed unfit to command. She discovered later that Drelic's security chief had thrown the captain in the brig when he ordered the crew to fire on a Millian civilian vessel convinced that they were smuggling weapons.
After the brief incarceration her rank was re-instated and she was given assignment on the newly built UGA Aegis. Felicia was advised that due to the nature of her job she would be isolated from the rest of the crew and her presence on board only known by the Captain and his second in command. The wolverine had no problems with the task. She didn't really feel like being in the company of strangers at the moment anyway.
Name: Bishop Drover
Rank: Lt. Commander
Occupation: Communications Officer
Field of Expertise: Relay Communications Traffic, Exoterrestrial Linguistics
Age: 43
Gender: Male
Species: Lapine anthro
Nicknames: Shiner
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 175
Eye Color: Left Green, Right Black
Fur: Cream white, Except for a pure black around the right eye; this is the source of his nickname.
Hair: Shoulder length cream white, matching the fur. He typically wears his ears back covered over with his hair and tied with a small band at the neck; this is only militarily permissible because of his ears.
Body Type: On the wiry side
Accouterments: Nothing outstanding; the simple cord for his hair and ears, and any standard communications equipment plus the PMD. He tends to carry a tablet with one of the communication relay stations slaved to it, in order to receive emergency updates.
Background: Bishop got started in an infantry unit doing surface relays in forward areas. He worked up the chain to his current position.
The black eye is an experimental piece of work, allowing him to perceive wave frequencies outside of the normal visible spectrum as ocular input. This often produces unexpected results, and he spends as much time in medical as he does in the science lab getting the thing tuned and the data intake analyzed. Side-effects of the surgery include the blackening fur around his eye, which is spreading over time down his cheek, and the headaches and odd phenomena caused by some of the universe's more exotic forms of energy emission.
I just wanted to let everyone know I will have my profile up soon. I have been very busy with college. I wanted to send a quick message to show I am not dead or gone. Just busy. Sorry.
Quote from: Mito Blue on April 08, 2011, 01:26:02 AM
I just wanted to let everyone know I will have my profile up soon. I have been very busy with college. I wanted to send a quick message to show I am not dead or gone. Just busy. Sorry.
That's ok Mito.. I understand. Life has a way of interfering with your fun. Thanks for the update though, I appreciate it. :)
After much debate it has been decided that I will become the Tactical officer / Weapons. So here it is
Name: Sirus Alcat
Rank: Lt. Commander
Occupation: Tactical/Weapons
Field of Expertise: Tactics, Psychology, Weapons
Age: Official Alliance records 240 years.
Gender: Male
Species: White Lion
Nicknames: N/A
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 235 lbs
Eye Color: Emerald Green
Fur: White
Hair: Blond mane of hair.
Body Type: Extremely muscled.
Personality: Generally hostile, quiet and calculating. He doesn't often socialize with crew or anyone and often has a foreboding air about him.
Accouterments: Antique Samurai Blade and a few other rare and hard to find relics.
History: Sirus joined the military 10 years before the Turian war at the top of his class in the academy. His tactical awareness and keen mind won him several medals and quickly propelled him to the rank of captain. However during the war, and under shady circumstances, mass executions were taken out of prisoners and colonists. Sirus was tried with the murders and war crimes however the military tribunal was unable to prove his guilt. Turians fear his name to this day due to the brutality of the allegations around him and his frequent successes in the field of combat. To soothe diplomatic pressures Sirus's command was taken and he was stripped of his rank of captain. The alliance military did not, however, want to loose the officer's talent and tactical mind so they kept him in ranking positions keeping him close to advisory boards There he served as adviser to several ranking Admirals and served in several tours. This never sat well with Sirus whom had always wanted more and when the chance came to leave the planet he volunteered for duty aboard the Aegis as her Weapons officer. His volunteering for the position was fully supported, though rumor speculates reluctantly, by Admiral Graham of Alliance central command.
Name: Kyle
Nicknames: K Cat, Cook K, Chef
Age: 20
Birth Date: March 15 (Pieces)
Gender: Male
Species: Cat (anthro, platigrade)
Occupation: Chef
Likes: Cooking, listening to others and giving advice.
Dislikes: Anyone in the kitchen while he is working, mean drunks and people who try to take advantage of him.
Is Considered: Kind, social, and easy to talk to.
His Basic Personality:
Kyle is social in his own way; he loves to listen and will often give advice to others. He will genuinely care about someone if they seem to be having a bad day and try his best to cheer them up.
Physical Description:
Height: 6'0"
Weight: About 170
Eye Color: Amber
Fur Color: White
Hair Color: Orange, just past his eyes
Body Type: Toned, well-defined muscles.
History:
Kyle grew up in a family that cooked and served drinks. His mother was the best cook he ever met, no one could cook like she could. He picked up on that as he grew up watching her and learning her recipes and secrets. His father served drinks at the family business, and Kyle watched him and learned as much from his father as he did his mother. Unfortunately the family business died when his father passed away, his mother took up a job at the local restaurant, the pay was hardly worth it. Feeling bad for his mom he decided to see if he could get a job to help pay the bills. As a result he ended up with some military training and was boarded onto an Alliance Ship, along with his friend and fellow chef Strawberry. Each of them carries one weapon, a small gun this is usually used for defensive purposes only. However sometimes Kyle needs to show a drunk crew member out, the hard way.
Clothes:
Relaxed: A blue beret hat, blue flannel, white T-shirt and blue lounge pants.
Casual: Black T-shirt, black hoodie and jeans.
On Duty: Silver gray top with Silver trim on the collar, gray T-shirt under the usually buttoned up over shirt, black pants.
Always wears black shoes; he has two pairs of them.
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Assitant Chef
Madina "Strawberry" Koslov
Species: Naked "Mole" Rat
Hair: Strawberry blonde, 4 inch Mohawk going down the center of her head.
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Height: 5'3"
Eyes: Steel Gray
Short Info: Worked as a waitress and assistant cook at a restaurant that Kyle often visited. In turn Kyle asked her to come along with him on the ship after the two went through some basic Alliance training. She can be very sweet at times and other times she can very pushy and bossy. She is a rat, a naked one and as a result takes necessary precaution against all climates.
Outfit:
On Duty: Same as Kyle without the trim on the collar and the badge on the left shoulder.
Relaxed: White tank top that says "Fuck the world" in black letters, black sleeveless vest, black slacks and black sandals.
Casual: A black T-Shirt, blue jeans and a pair of black and white sneakers.
Other Items carried: Fruit Seeds, Vegetable Seeds, and Herb seeds. She keeps these seeds in her room in a small chest that no one else can open.
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RJ (Robot Janitor)
And AI Robot created to clean the Mess Hall. Floors, tables, chairs, buffet tables, and anything else. Occasionally complains if the mess is sticking to the floor or if it happens to be vomit. Will also sometimes break out into a song at random points. Other then the mess hall, he also cleans the bathrooms that are down the corridor a little ways and is sometimes summoned to other areas of the ship to clean up other messes. "He" has only recently met the two chefs but already likes them and listens to them.
How RJ Looks:
RJ appears very human in most aspects, though he cannot show expression his voice does. He moves much like any bipedal creature, though he can have wheels on his feet if he so chooses. His body frame is built to appear like a fine muscled male, due to him being military issue he does have a gun system installed in each arm just in case they come under attack. His chest and back plate come off to reveal his inner workings, as well as the back of his helmet like head. This is so that, in the event his circuits do fry or he other wise gets messed up he can be fixed and tinkered with. His legs are done over with a black paint and his upper body if left the bare silver chrome color. His eyes are blue lights that appear on a black screen that is much like a helmet visor, under which he has a moving mouth. He does wear a hat, a dark gray cap with dark green words that say, "Hell Yeah!" RJ stands at 6 foot tall.
Other info: He does play poker when not busy and since he shows no emotions at all he is great at it. He is also good at Chess and other strategy games.
At certain points RJ has to recharge by plugging into the ship for energy. This recharge usually takes about two hours, which is short compared to most other models. He recharges once a week by extending a cord from his neck into the plug in that is in the farthest right corner of the kitchen opposite the sink.
Level 5 – Mess Hall
Kyle - Main Chef
Madina "Strawberry" Koslov – Assistant Chef
RJ – Robot Janitor
Two large entrances at opposite ends that go into the corridor, wide enough for three people to fit through easily. The floors are a gray tile that is easy to clean up, the walls match the floors, and a painting of the galaxy hangs on the wall.
There are enough tables and chairs in the main area to occupy 200 occupants comfortably. The tables are black topped and fire proof, just in case. The chairs are cushioned and black, with a steel frame.
There is a bar across from where you walk in to the left; behind it is a huge selection of beverages that range from the normal to the alcoholic. A fridge sits in the left hand corner of the bar. Not far from the bar itself is the swinging doors into the kitchen. On the other side of the doors is the large buffet table; plates and utensils at the far right.
The Kitchen itself is equipped with four stoves each having four burners on top, a large dishwasher, a large trash compactor, a few counters the drawers and cabinets filled with cooking devices including knives, many cabinets with food, and an industrial sized fridge/freezer, packed with food. One of the counters off to the far right has a sink in it; underneath it in the cabinets are the cleaning supplies, and de-clogging supplies as well as a bucket. The kitchen is large enough for at least five people to work in comfortably.
Ok folks! We have a full roster so let's get this thing kicked off.
Aegis: Into the Depths of Darkness (http://www.furry-within.com/index.php?topic=309.msg4124)
Above is the link to the thread in general roleplay- futuristic. Make sure you have posted your character profile prior to posting in the actual rp thread.
The departments will be sorted by color:
Engineering = gold
Medical = green
Science = blue
Pilot, Communications, Navigation = purple
Security = red
Tactical/Weapons = maroon
Food Service = Gray
* Side note: If you are the head of your department, for example Chief Medical Officer, then your uniform color will be slightly darker than your peers in the same field.
FYI: You are not required to post in the same color that your character wears. I just do it when I'm posting for multiples. So yeah, engineering please don't post in Gold. I don't think my eyes could handle it. :)
Also, excellent job on the profiles and diagrams guys. The ship looks awesome.
Name: Nicholas 'Dragonbane'
Rank: Lt. Commander
Occupation: Pilot of the Aegis and any landing shuttle carrying the highest ranking officer
Expertise: Piloting craft of any size. Better with small, maneuverable craft, but able to work with larger craft better than most.
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Species: Black Timber Wolf
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 173 lb.
Eye Color: Sky Blue
Fur: Black with slightly lighter shades around his chest
Body Type: Mostly athletic with some extra weight, though more like sumo wrestlers, it's mostly extra muscle
Weapons: He has special permission to keep a Barret .50 Caliber sniper rifle for the sheer stopping power it holds, it stays in his cabin except for when he takes it with him on shuttle landings. He also takes a shotgun, whatever the regular issue is for the ship.
Personality:
Nick likes to do things his way, though he isn't against following orders when he needs to. He usually shows everyone as much respect as he feels they should receive, and tries not to make too bad of an impression on those he meets. He also likes to make sure everything is running as near to perfect as possible to his standards if he's going to be flying it, so don't get in his way or mess with him or you'll be likely to meet his rougher side.
History:
He was originally from a military family, though he cut all ties when his parents left for a misson and never came back. They were officially MIA, but he already knew it was a cover-up for a botched mission that wound up with nearly everyone involved killed. He wasn't expecting to see them again. Instead he took what he knew and went to the streets, thinking the government was full of bloated monkeys that needed to be removed. Though several gangs later, he realized that the streets were even worse, with more cutthroats and backstabbers than the government could possibly be. He left his last name and joined the academy his parents had originally planned to send him, deciding to take pilot lessons rather than the regular training like they had wanted him to. Being the driver for each gang he had been in made it easy to learn to fly. The other students started calling him 'Dragonbane' since he was the only one able to take down the Dragon, which was a modified gunship on the simulations they ran before flight tests. His instructor also thought it was crucial that all pilots be trained in some form of combat, in case the landing shuttle came under attack while a unit was away. Nick took training with sniper rifles and shotguns as his choice, better to keep them back, then take out any who got too close. He was assigned his first mission right out of the academy, flying a cruiser for an escort mission on a long-range supply depot run. A couple years later, once the mission was finished, he returned with all the supply frigates intact, and only his and one other escort ship out of the starting dozen. He was immediately recommended to be a part of the Aegis, which went through quickly.
Name: Astara Niche
Rank: Alliance Citizen
Occupation: Musician
Field of expertise: Playing music on the spot for others to enjoy
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Species: Bull Terrier [dog]
Nicknames: Star
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 125-130
Eye Color: A thin line of ocean blue encompassing a small pool of sea green set in triangular shaped eyes.
Fur color: White fur on the front of her body that narrows between tan fur as it gets to the neck creating a small white line seperating her eyes down the center of her very large and round nose.
Hair color: No hair
Body type: Lean and muscular as is her species, short in stature.
Clothing: Never without her denim jacket.
Jewelery/Glasses: A medium sized flower placed between her right ear and her skull. Occasionally wears a pair of round lenses glasses to read, and a small sapphire pendant necklace.
Background: Astara, Never with out her dark blue guitar. The smooth black accents on her aqua pick guard was something that made her guitar stand out in a crowd. Enjoying the crowds was what made her so known, or at least regionally known. No matter what sort of fame she came by she was still just a gentle member of society keeping to her modern tune of life, getting passing grades in school and college.She could be referred to as a modern hippie, but she rarely played reggae, more a singer of blues, and a poet of the smooth jazz.
Only recently had she been requested to join a band, they of course, were on the other side of the relay. She couldn't help thinking...she was going to be famous!
Personality: Bright and charming, and calm in most devastating situations. Very outgoing and approachable. Always willing to lend a hand.
*I do not own attached picture. Picture belongs to this URL http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5166534/*
Name: Malakai "Hyper Drive" Mikkaddo
Species: Black Wolf
Fur color: Black solid color
Fur Sheen: shiny
Height: 6ft 9
Weight: 247lb
Build: Mostly lean but muscular, wears his long hair in a ponytail behind his head most often to keep it out of his face when working.
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Field of Experience: Working on Ship engines, with a specialty in the repair of critical repairs including Hyper Drive cores and Computer components, but has been known to make small repairs on highly computerized weapons, and has dabbled in trying to invent weapon mods of his own.
Rank: Lt. Commander
Position: Chief Engineer
Personality: Mikkaddo is usually fairly positive but becomes extremely serious when speaking about his work on engines and other components and doesn't take jokes about his field very well. He's been known to also become very silent when working on an engine and sometimes will seem to vanish into the engine or area he is working, only to return later to the surprise of those he works closely with.
Background and Experience: Mikkaddo joined the Systems Alliance Military after one of their smaller ships docked at his home colony on a distant planet near the Terminus Systems broken and in need of repairs, he agreed to look at their engine for a price, and to their surprise the engine had been fixed in a matter of hours when they had been estimated days, the ship quickly took off after transferring the credits to his account. Close to a day into their flight, the door to the Engine Room opened and Mikkaddo came out of the room saying he had finished fixing their engine and did some upgrades to their systems while he was at it. Then when looking out the viewing glass on the Engineering level and seeing the stars he ran to the window still covered in oil and lubricants and demanded to speak to the Captain. Since the Ship was on a running mission and could not go back to his planet they decided to keep him on, and at the end of their mission when returning to the Citadel they spoke to the System's Alliance and he was given a rank as an Engineer, slowly working his way up to Chief Engineer before being called to work on the Aegis for a mission that was vaguely described as a mission to "make contact" with as of yet unknown species and planets. He figured there was something more to it, but when seeing the roster of the crew and one of the crew being listed as "classified" he knew it was also above his pay grade. And he's never been one to pry when he knew the answer would not be given to him.
Quirks: Again he becomes very silent when working on engines and sometimes will vanish into the crawlspaces in them while working, reappearing hours later after his work within is finished, and takes his job seriously enough that he does not appreciate it being joked about. However he is generally willing to explain to others what he is talking about. But when he starts to talk about engines or the other components he has been working on he tends to start rambling and becomes difficult to stop. But once he is stopped he can usually get to the point fairly quickly.
(if anything is missing, please let me know, I intend to make my response and "resume" to this RP as appropriate as it needs to be.)
Looks great Mikkaddo, feel free to post your intro in the rp thread.
I do not... really know how to "apply" to this place or anything, but I have a character that I think might be good for something like this, even though he is pessimistic and really have no talent at all. His name is Marcs, he's a Pangolin and what is he good at? Eeeh nothing really, he's supposed to not be very good at anything xD But if you'd want to have him in a certain role, that could certainly be accomplished since I haven't actually rp'd with him anything.
Quote from: Sock on May 07, 2011, 06:46:25 PM
I do not... really know how to "apply" to this place or anything, but I have a character that I think might be good for something like this, even though he is pessimistic and really have no talent at all. His name is Marcs, he's a Pangolin and what is he good at? Eeeh nothing really, he's supposed to not be very good at anything xD But if you'd want to have him in a certain role, that could certainly be accomplished since I haven't actually rp'd with him anything.
Well first off, you "apply" to this thread by posting something about the fact that you are interested in the thread, or like the idea or whatever, and you generally accompany that with an idea of how your character could join.
Currently the only position that is left is Navigation. The position holds a seat on the bridge and a rank of Lt. Commander. (You can read through the discussion thread to check the uniform color.. I think it's purple.)
Or instead of being the chief of something say.. Chief Medical.. you could be a medic, mechanical, bio engineer?
Name: Marcs "Stone" Holaender
Rank: Engineer and mechanical tinkerer
Occupation: Simple Engineer of UGA Aegis
Field of expertise: Has been working on mechanical junk all his life
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Pangolin
Height: 6'3''
Weight: 290
Eye color: Brownish
Fur color: Scaly body that is brown, his armor-scales are slightly browner
Body type: Quite thin overall, but more muscles than fat
Jewerly/Glasses: Nothing at the moment.
Personality:
Marcs is a quite pessimistic person, and is not quick to talk to other people. He is not easy to befriend, but when you do, he will be a friend for life, however, he will not change his pessimistic attitude towards the person just because he's closer to that one then anyone else. He often comes with dry comments, not afraid of telling the blunt truth even though people around him might think less of him for it.
Background:
He was born in year 2297 in one of the more slum-parts of the earth society. He grew up with the thought that his life wasn't going to get any better then it already was, and with his conflicting parents, ending up with how his father died by his mother's hands (twist, huh?), his life wasn't so good. So he spent his days outside, where he could get away from it all, and found consolation in finding junk and doing his best to create things, small machines and robots that actually worked. Being talentless in close to everything else in life but engineering, this was his favourite hobby. However, some time in his childhood he was caught building robots by his at the time still alive dad. Believing that his son had been foolheaded to do such things without trying to earn anything from it, and that he wasted his time on his hobby, Marcs' dad gave the young pangolin the beating of his life. This led to Marcs to never wanting to to have anything to do with mechanics ever again.
However, this year, his 21'st in life, he got the chance of getting away from his home by applying to a travel to the UGA Aegis. The bad thing: He had to do so as an engineer.
His final thoughts as he had handed in his applience had been "Hope this is better then home." Let's hope it's right.
Nice... since Marcs is an engineer, he'll be working under Chief Engineer Mikkaddo, go ahead and post in the RP thread in Futuristic, after you have read it to date. I hate conflicting posts.. so stay current on the thread, make sure to read all other posts before posting or I might be a real bitch and make you change them. Also if you have any questions.. well PM me or ask them here.
I don't care where you are or what you are doing before the meeting, but at 10:00 all bridge staff, ranks of Lt. Commander and up, along with the Master Chief, must report to the briefing room for the "official" meet and greet with the senior staff prior to departure.
The ship will be leaving Space Station Slova promptly at 11:00, that's almost noon for all of those that don't know military time. The last Shuttle will dock at 09:00 and the shuttle bay door will close. So Astara, Storm.. you are the last ones in until we cross the mass relay.
This might be asking too much but may you please tell me what those times are in Central European Time so I know when to for the meeting and such for real?
Figured I post my return from the hell trip across the US x.x But Ya, I'm still alive...just a tad bit more crazy then I was before ;) But I shall go through each post again just to make sure I have it all down and who is where and what not and post later tonight once we get back from playing House.....of Hunters! Just kidding going out and looking for a new home :P
Welcome Back Fawkes! Glad to hear that you survived it.
Quote from: Sock on May 08, 2011, 12:00:59 AM
This might be asking too much but may you please tell me what those times are in Central European Time so I know when to for the meeting and such for real?
RP time is subjective, not influenced by time zones. And the "meeting" is for Senior staff and bridge officers. Which means Marcs will be in engineering, or where ever.
Quote from: Felicia Wolverinni on May 14, 2011, 04:50:09 PM
Quote from: Sock on May 08, 2011, 12:00:59 AM
This might be asking too much but may you please tell me what those times are in Central European Time so I know when to for the meeting and such for real?
RP time is subjective, not influenced by time zones. And the "meeting" is for Senior staff and bridge officers. Which means Marcs will be in engineering, or where ever.
yeah I realized that quite shortly after asking the question, the same night I think even. -_-; but thanks anyway!
Occasionally I will post updates, or pertinent mission info here. So if you see a new post from me, make sure to read it, might be important to your section *shrugs* you never know. Thanks.
Gonna be out for a bit soon. Info here.. http://www.furry-within.com/index.php?topic=389.0
(The below is OoC and already cleared with Fel. It pertains to plot devices within the story and the like so please no god modding.)
Name: Vincent Caldere
Official Rank: Executive Officer / Highly Classified Rank: Alliance Adviser
Occupation: Intelligence
Expertise: Espionage including but not limited to hacking, assassination, intelligence gathering, sabotage, close combat, and knowledge of classified information. Additionally well versed in ship command and strategic warfare
Age: Unknown
Species: Fox
Aliases: The Shadow Box, Veen Cyrex
Height: 6'0
Weight: 160 Lbs
Eye Color: Heterochromatic, one an ocean blue, and one milk white. Not natural. Though sometimes wears a contact lens to hide this.
Body Type: Rather lithe body, though tight with a strong, well trained musculature.
Fur Color: A soft dark crimson coat of fur covers his form. Black tips all around his ears, hands and feet only make the red in his fur stand out more.
Clothing: A tight black synthetic stealth suit hidden beneath a more traditional officer's uniform bearing his rank as an executive officer; White top, black pants, red epaulets and silver rank pins which signify XO status.
Items: Mass accelerator pistol concealed well within the curves of his abs. Carbon blade attached to his forearm revealed upon a fast flick of his wrist. Garrote wire in the heel of his left shoe. Concealed blade in the front of his right boot. His entire belt is one long strap of high explosives, remotely detonated by snapping one of his cufflinks. Improved Spectre grade Omni-tool which allows for remote deep hacking of virtually any system.
Background: Recruited at a young age, Caldere was brought up in an Alliance academy. At the age of 15, he was able to secure himself an early graduation after successfully blackmailing his headmaster, who he promptly exposed once he'd graduated from officer's academy three years later along with 18 others who all received court-marshals for their actions. This promptly brought him to the attention of Alliance High Command who saw this as an impressive talent and recruited him to join the ranks of an elite internal ops force.
Over the years he'd exposed countless lies and secrets among members of the Alliance along with keeping vital secrets safe from those outside a trusted circle of influence. Often resulting in the death and destruction of anything that got in the Alliance's way, including any internal problems. He knows that if he's ever discovered, he is to deny his involvement with High Command and say he has acted as an outside terrorist to allow High Command to deny any allegations. Even so, rumors have spread over the years throughout all Alliance officers that such men exist and could be among them. Watching them and judging them, though discounted as a myth to keep officers on their toes and their noses clean.
Eventually, Caldere found himself aboard The Andarah, a cruiser sent on a classified mission to explore a patch of remote space for classified purposes. His placement there was as the Executive Officer; though he worked in an unofficial capacity as an advisor in regards to the mission the crew knew little about. As such, it was his job to provide "need to know information." The mission failed and he was forced to scuttle ship and leave no trace of the events that had occurred on board. Erasing the deep on-board memory of any and all information pertaining to the events and 'removing' what was left of the crew. Only he himself remained, locked in cryo sleep for years keeping watch over the truth.