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SEMI-OPEN RP, PM ME A CHARACTER SHEET AND I MAY OR MAY NOT ACCEPT. In the year 2012, just as the Mayans had predicted, Earth was nearly destroyed in NUCLEAR WARFARE. In the aftermath of the radiation, tribes and clans of Humans battled each other for control of the wastes while raiders roamed the hills, setting fire and looting everything, and mutants attacked in the night. But then the Raiders died out because of their violent lifestyle, and the mutants died out because they were sterile, and Humanity, as it tends to do, got relatively peaceful and started re-terraforming the Earth. Historians just look at this as another example of how life can survive despite radiation because life arose from radiation. Next in the histories of Humanity came the GREAT ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE. A horrible Government conspiracy gone wrong created ZOMBIES just as everybody predicted would happen. Except since the only way to really become a zombie was to get bitten people just stayed away and shot the zombies if they got too close, and the Government was prepared to mow down ZOMBIE infestations if they got too big. In the end Los Angelas was destroyed but nothing of value was lost. Then came the ERA OF SUPERHEROES, which ended when the superheroes were promptly dissected by the government and their super powers shown to be some left-over mutations from the 2012 nuclear holocaust. Also of interest was for a brief period a number of teenagers gathering at "gifted schools" had supernatural powers, but they never really put them to any use since they were too busy worrying about Government conspiracies, getting laid, and hiding emotional scars. Then someone got the bright idea to colonize space! They promptly did that. Then people started theorizing how CRAZY it would be if they came across various intelligent species of life that were bipedal, could speak in the same hearing frequency, and whose females had breasts (regardless of being mammalian or not). It turns out the chances of this are PRETTY HIGH APPARENTLY as they came across dozens upon dozens of intelligent species also colonizing space and minding their own business. But then came the terrible WAR AGAINST CONQUESTING ALIENS, which lasted for a few days until someone explained to the belligerent alien race that there's plenty of planets out there for anyone and attacking the Humans wasn't really all that necessary. A few thousand people died, but because the population of Humanity had already exploded since then that's comparable to about three people in pre-2012 nuclear holocaust terms. Then someone got the fancy idea of calling Humans "Terrans." It was a fad for a while, but people went back to calling them Humans because it was an unnecessary change. Now it's the year 30XX, and it is the era of SPACE RANGERS!!!! WHAT THE HECK ARE SPACE RANGERS They're like Bounty Hunters meet Privateers (think Francis Drake) meet Space Marines. SPACE RANGERS are free-lance mercenaries working on the side of the LAW to protect innocent Galactic settlements and traders from the threat of the SPACE PIRATES. Yes, both SPACE PIRATES and SPACE RANGERS must be capitalized. In this RP you will play as a member of a SPACE RANGER STARSHIP VESSEL who are sent on a dangerous mission. WHAT THE HECK ARE SPACE PIRATES A horrible galactic coalition of angry Aliens (and some Humans!) who use their spaceships like old pirate boats and steal goods and sell them on the black market, or steal people and sell them on the black market, or steal both and ransom them off! Even a SPACE PIRATE group will steal a person, while another steals goods, and then they'll trade because one would rather ransom while the other would rather sell stuff on the black market. Point being that the SPACE PIRATES are RELATIVELY ORGANIZED. WHAT'S THE TECHNOLOGY LIKE Clones exist, it's just rather expensive and silly. Sentient robots exist but they're dreadfully expensive to produce and they're treated like ordinary citizens since once everything started getting weird with all of the different intelligent races everyone just threw up their hands and said "Okay, if a giant ammonia breathing starfish that turns into diamond in sunlight can be considered a living creature why the heck not robots?" Personal weapons are mostly laser guns, but since the advent of personal shielding technology, hand-to-hand weapons which use nano-vibrating mono-molecular edge technology to break through said shielding have become common. Sorry, lightsabers were found to be silly since the light just kept going up and burning through everything. Spaceships use missiles and space-torpedos because nothing is cooler than flying through space and then a big red "BEEP BEEP COMMANDER, WARNING, MISSILE LOCK-ON DETECTED, SUGGESTING EVASIVE MANEUVERS" pops up and you have to seize the controls and engage in a dog fight in the DELTA GAMMA QUADRANT OF OUTER SPACE. Also, there's faster than light travels and instantaneous communication and all that. In short, let me worry about the details! You should just have fun. PM ME THE CHARACTER SHEET FIRST!! I WILL ALWAYS BE REVIEWING CHARACTER SHEETS SO IF YOU WANT TO JOIN LATE THAT'S TOTALLY COOL. JUST PM ME FIRST. CHARACTER SHEET Name: Pretty obvious. Gender: If applicable. Species: I strongly recommend Human to increase yr likelihood of being accepted. If you choose to not be Human then be sure to include details on the race. Age: If not Human, then give yr age but also provide what that age would be in Human years. Physical Description: Also includes how you typically dress. Position on ship: Captain and Second-in-Command are taken. This leaves stuff like Soldier, Medical Officer, Field Engineer, Pilot, etc, open for the taking. Other equipment: You will already come equipped with a LASERPISTOL, a VIBROBOWIEKNIFE, a PERSONALESERABSORPTIONSHIELD, and a PERSONALELECTRONICOMPANION (kind of like an iPhone but more practical). So include things like if you have a VIBROKATANA or a LASERIFLE, or a toolbox, or a can opener. Skills: What yr character is good at. Throwing darts, shooting guns, talking people down from committing suicide, figure skating, etc. General personality: In the RP the entire crew will have been together a while, so this will give the other RPers a chance to know what to expect. My character sheet: Name: R.O.B.E.R.T.O.: Robotic Operational Being Engineered for Rational Troubleshooting and Observation Gender: Male Personality Encoded. Species: Robot. Sorry, guys, I'll be the only robot in this RP for plot reasons. Robots have free-will and are pretty much like metal Humans in a lot of ways. They are powered by BLACKHOLEANTIGRAVITONREACTOR technology. Age: Operational for 9 years. Robots are always at peak functionality so he might as well be like 30 something. Physical Description: Wears the traditional SPACE RANGER uniform: green pants, green shirt, khaki vest w/ the SPACE RANGER seal. He is a bipedal robot, humanoid shape. Glowing blue roboeyes allow him to see into the infrared spectrum, and he has five digit hands, although his forefinger can turn into a screwdriver and his middle finger into a USB cable. Very physically strong, can take a real battering, but has to follow a Code of Conduct or his positronic brain will fry. Position on ship: Second-in-Command. Advises the Captain on course of action and makes observations and files official reports to the SPACE RANGER LEAGUE. Also pilot. Other equipment: Built-in binoculars, screwdriver, USB cable, Skills: Assessing situations (I'm the DM after all lol), giving advice, shooting things w/ his robotic precision, and hacking into things. And using his robotic strength he is very effective at punching things, holding things, carrying things, and restraining thing. Also, inedible, which is a very valuable skill to have in a galaxy filled with very hungry things that have had billions of year to evolve as specialists in eating things. Can pilot starship space vessels. General personality: He's a robot. Very logical, rational, but has the unique advantage of having SARCASMANDSARDONICPERCEPTIONCIRCUITS installed. So if you say to him "Wow that was an awesome cake" when it was actually horrible he has a 68.7% probability of detecting yr sarcasm and has a 19.2% probability of giving you a comeback that is actually funny. |
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Retired Staff
Join Date: May 2006
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Name: Chip McAlister
Gender: Most definately Male Species: Human Age: 26 Physical Description: Chip has dark blonde hair, brown eyes, and a ruggedly handsome physique. His smile has been known to dazzle women even in the Grunchek 5 Sector. He sports the traditional SPACE RANGERS CAPTAIN apparel: brown leather pants in Captain's Boot Toppers, and a white shirt topped off with a brown leather vest sporting the SPACE RANGERS CAPTAIN insignia. Position on ship: Captain Other equipment: He possesses the standard SPACE RANGERS equipment such as a LASERPISTOL, a VIBROBOWIEKNIFE, a PERSONALESERABSORPTIONSHIELD, and a PERSONALELECTRONICOMPANION (kind of like an iPhone but more practical). On top of this Chip also has in his possession an interesting Nano-vibrating Mono-molecular Edge Sword that he found on the planet Kanockosh. No one is quite sure what the sword is capable of or why it was just left imbedded in a rock, but it looks pretty bad-*** and Chip think it helps him score with the space babes (it does). Skills: Chip has spent much time mastering the art of hand-to-hand combat and swordplay. As per training required of SPACE RANGER CAPTAINs, he is also quite handy with a LASERPISTOL should the need arise. Above all else though, Chip has a golden tongue (because it's better and cooler than silver, back off). He is able to talk himself out of almost any situation and in to almost any saucy female bed (or nest, whatever floats your boat, space babes!) General personality: Chip has a little bit of an ego problem. He likes to act first and think later, as some might say. While this can sometimes be a problem, it has no doubt saved the crew in certain situations. It's probablly why they made him the Captain and gave him the badge. One thing is for sure though: he will always go out of his way to save a companion in danger. |
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Retired Staff
Join Date: May 2006
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Name: Aston Martin (his family were slaves of an alien race in the far reaches of the galaxy (long ago their former colony was raided by slavers and they were among those taken), and as a result of disuse they lost their native human language. His parents escaped, however, during a war between their masters and another alien race, and they fled to another world, where they named their son after a cool looking word they saw somewhere.)
Gender: Male Species: Human with augmentations Age: 26 Physical Description: short (about 5'6") and slim. He has implanted contacts over his eyes that have a time display that can be turned on and off at will and that allow him to zoom in on things, besides just enhancing his sight in general. Also they tint or untint to various degrees at will. Apart from that he usually wears non-descript black jeans and a black t-shirt and black antigravity boots, and a close fitting light brown leather jacket. He keeps his dark brown hair cut short. He's a bit pale from spending most of his time up and about after dark. Also his dexterity has been enhanced somewhat. He can cling to some surfaces ordinary humans could not find purchase on, and move slightly faster than an ordinary human. Also, he can stand and hold a gun almost perfectly still. He has a SPACE RANGERS badge in a jacket pocket. Position on Ship: Technical Officer (basically a senior engineer. Does a lot of the technical computer work.). Doubles as a covert agent at need. also does occasional robotic repair. Other Equipment: a silenced LASERPISTOL hidden on the inside of his jacket and a VIBROBOWIEKNIFE in one boot. When he's on a mission he often carries a LASERSNIPER-RIFLE slung across his back. His PERSONALESERABSORPTIONSHIELD has been modified to include a limited degree of cloaking. ie. it masks his heat signature for up to three minutes. He doesn't carry a standard electronic companion but instead has a small attachment behind his ear that he can extend at will to become a tiny mic. Skills: He knows a fair bit about computers, having taken up employment as a sort of cabin boy during his youth, where he learned from the engineer of that ship, and also as a consequence of making most of his mods and augmentations himself or by altering black market hardware. Also he's a very good shot, especially with his sniper rifle. He's also good at sneaking. Personality: Despite his position in the Space Rangers, he maintains a deep anti-authoritarian streak, and strong ideas about personal freedoms. He will ignore orders if he considers them to be incompetent or unjust. He will, if possible, try to give his foes a chance to escape or surrender, even if it is a very slight chance. He regards most of the engineering deck as his own territory, and resents intrusions.
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Join Date: Aug 2008
Location: In Your Head
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Name: Dr. Harold Stennard
Gender: Male Species: Human Age: 24 Physical Description: Harold is 5'9 ft tall, and also a pretty skinny person. He has brown hair that is large in size, and is kind of poofed, and waved back. He is very pale, due to him being indoors most of his life. His eyes are also brown. He has a small, thin chin-strip. His clothing consists of an orange Hawaiian shirt underneath a light kevlar, which has a few assorted medical tools attached to it. The collar to the Hawaiian shirt is very wrinkled and dirty. Covering around him is a Lab Coat, which has a holotag on the right breast pocket that says "Dr. Harold Stennard" on it. Harold almost always wear a pair of yellow goggles, even when not in his lab or med-bay. Nobody exactly knows why he wears them all the time, but he is particularly touchy about them. Position on Ship:Research Scientist (Also has medical training, so is also lead of the med-bay. He is on occasions sent to the field for research missions.) Med-Bay: As you would enter the room, you would notice to your right a row of three hospital beds, but not normal hospital beds, they are made out of extremely smooth metal, allowing comfort while on it, and at the back of each one, a small MRI station. Above each bed is a mechanism of arms that each have different medical tools shaped at the hand of them. To the left you would immediately notice a desk to next to the door, it's Harold's desk. At the end of the med-bay you notice another desk, that is the desk of Dr. Manorova, Harold's Assistant. Lab: As you would enter the room you would see that it is circular in shape, on each end are rows of three large glass containers, containing samples of many creatures and flora from planets that have past been found. In the center of the circular chamber, you would see a collection of computers, keeping data on each item that is collected from the other planets. Other Equipment: On normal occasions, he is only equipped with his own datapad, where he takes notes throughout the day. But on field missions, he is equipped with a Standard Laser Pistol and his own Self-Made Personal Absorbation Shield, what he did to his shield was boost it's power 50%, so it protects more efficiently than most. Skills: He is a Scientist. He also has medical experience, so he can quickly patch up wounds, or do long-term wounds if necessary. He is also a superb talker... Some might say he talks too much. General Personality: Harold likes to stay indoors, he is always nervous on field missions. Once you get Harold talking about science... He never stops talking. Harold is very timid, and can be scared easily. |
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Théoden, King of Rohan
Join Date: May 2006
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Name: Nex Appositus
Gender: I'm a man, man. Species: Human. Age: 21 Earth Years. Physical Description: 5'9, six feet in armor. Long, brown, wavy hair that is constantly blowing in the wind, no matter the situation. Unless it's in his helmet, at which point it's almost as if he has short hair. Position on ship: Orbital Drop Shock Trooper. Other equipment: LASERPISTOL, a VIBROBOWIEKNIFE, a PERSONALESERABSORPTIONSHIELD, and a PERSONALELECTRONICOMPANION (kind of like an iPhone but more practical), EPICRIBBONMICROPHONE, LASERSUBMACHINEGUN Skills: Killing people, not killing people, fighting aliens, jumping from orbit, shooting guns, singing, being metal, etc. General personality: Pretty cool guy. Eh kills aleins and doesn't afraid of anything. Strong silent type. Often the comic relief. The best at what he does, and what he does is confidential, so don't think you'll get it out of him so easily. Nex has beaten Death at chess at least 18 times, each time only moving one piece. Death has been quoted as saying, "I just can't fucking figure it out." When Nex looks in a mirror, the mirror shatters, because not even glass is stupid enough to get in between Nex and Nex.
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Name: Johnny Thatcher.
Gender: Male. Species: Human. Age: 19. Physical Description: Wears rolled-up, dirty, ripped space-jeans with tight white t-shirt. Black pompadour hair and boots. Black boots. Position on ship: Engineer. When your fancy-shmancy machines break down Johnny is the one getting down and dirty with his screwdriver and wrench saving your ***. Whenever you need a real man's work, you call Johnny boy. Other Equipment: Engineer stuff. SPACESCREWDRIVER SPACEWRENCH SPACEDRILL SPACEETC. Also has knives pop out of his sexy boots. Skills: Fixing stuff, scoring chicks, and dancing. General personality: Fiest with a side of fiest. Johnny ran away from home at 15 in hopes of making it big as a dancer. He found his way onboard the ship as a way to finance that dream. He drinks, curses, and gets in fights, but he's really a big softy that just needs someone to love. Last edited by TheSkald; 10-19-2010 at 01:23 PM. |
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Name: Aurélie Marchand
Gender: of the female persuasion Species: homo sapien Age: 25 Physical Description: About 5'9" with flaming red hair and blue-grey eyes. Her build is between average and lean. She has a very French-y quality about her. Aurélie possesses quite possibly the most exquisite set of bosoms ever seen on Earth. Alternates between offical SPACE RANGER solider uniform (red pants and top with SPACE RANGER insignia on the left sleeve), her field uniform (a PERSONALESERABSORPTIONSHIELD modified to greatly reduce protection, but allows for environmental adaptation), and in her free time, a that typically reveals much cleavage and tight, tight jeans. Position on ship: Chief Military Officer. Sniper/recon in particular. Other equipment: LASERPISTOL, a VIBROBOWIEKNIFE, a PERSONALELECTRONICOMPANION (kind of like an iPhone but more practical), LASERSNIPERIFLE with enhanced PERSONALVARIABLELASERSCOPE, PERSONALACTIVEGHILLECAMO, HANDKERCHIEF. Skills: Sniping fools. Being seductive. Mechanical things. General personality: Total bad-anus woman; think Amazonian. She was a well-known and much sought after model back home, but she decided to change careers due to a sense of self-service, sense of adventure, and having to fight off one too many paparazzi. Signed up for the SPACE RANGERS knowing that her sniper skills she gained from years of playing the ancestral game Duck Hunt would be greatly desired. She also has a general knowledge of mechanical workings, owing to her collection of antique cars she owns. Aurélie will typically lead on male crew members (and even female crew members :{O), but often just for the lols. |
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Join Date: May 2006
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Name: Adam Wellert
Gender: Male Species: Human Age: 27 Physical Description: Tall and thin with buzzed brown hair and pale grey eyes. What little muscle is present is lean and compact. Body is built for flight, not for physical combat. Wears a standard exoskeleton flight suit during live combat and light, manueverable military garb when both feet are on the ground. Position on ship: Small-ship/Combat pilot Other equipment: Light communications equipment, survival gear. Skills: Capable of both space and atmospheric flight combat, though prefers the former. Has been lightly trained in physical and arms combat though has very little practical experience. Possesses excellent survival skills and knowledge. General personality: Somewhat reclusive due to the solo-nature of a pilot's military career. Lacking in teamwork experience, though overall has a friendly personality.
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Name: Samantha Waters
Gender: Female Species: Nyth Age: 25 in human years Physical Description: Looks more or less like a regular human except with blue skin. Typically seen in a white long sleeved medical shirt and pants. The rest of her attire consists of the same types of clothing in different colors, white being her favorite. Position on ship: Chief Medical Officer. Assisted by medical bots so she doesn't do all the work herself, but shows up occasionally. Other equipment: Sam is armed with a standard issue LASERPISTOL, carries a VIBROBOWIEKNIFE in the right sleeve of her shirt, which has been modified for easy access, a PERSONALESERABSORPTIONSHIELD, and a PERSONALELECTRONICOMPANION which has been modified slightly to play music, though she wouldn't be caught dead listening to it in public. Wears a pair of super special MEDICALMIRACLEGLASSES which allows her to easily pinpoint injuries, also serves as regular glasses. Stylin'! Skills: Samantha has the uncanny ability to shrug off all of Chip's unsubtle advances with ease, without even thinking about it. She is proficient with a LASERPISTOL, and is very good at using her VIBROBOWIEKNIFE as a deadly weapon. General personality: Almost as if a cliche, Sam is a nice and caring person. She has a tendency to scold members of the crew whenever they get injured but over all is a nice and cheery person. ((You'll have to do without me until sometime sunday, going away until then. Have fun!)) |
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((Okay guys let's get started. First off I'll be deleting all non-character sheet OOC posts before this one just so it's nice and tidy. No OOC posts will be deleted other than those. Although I'd appreciate idle OOC chat be kept to a minimum!
Secondly, here is how the chain of command works on the SPACE RANGER SPACEVESSELSTARSHIP Spunkspirit Str1der's character, SPACE RANGER CAPTAIN Chip McAlister, is the head honcho of the Spunkspirit. His commands must be followed. Whether on the ship or off the ship. If you RP breaking them then be prepared to RP the consequences. My character, R.O.B.E.R.T.O. is the second-in-command. Except in certain circumstances, he can order all of yr characters around. I'll detail when that is. Shadowsworn's character, Aston Martin, is the Chief Technical Officer. His job is to make sure the Spunkspirit is operating at maximum efficiency. On missions his job is to interface with any encountered technology and deal with technological problems and malfunctions. He answers directly to McAlister, but has TheSkald's character, Johnny Thatcher, under his direct command. This means that if Thatcher has a command given to him by Martin, then only McAlister can countermand that order. TheSkald's character, Johnny Thatcher, is the mechanic. While Martin's character deals with more technical issues, Thatcher's job is to make sure the machinery is operational. On ground missions Thatcher's job is to overcome any mechanical obstacles presented. That could be anywhere from fixing jetpacks to cars, to creating an explosive device. R.O.B.E.R.T.O. may give Thatcher orders, but only if they do not interfere with previous orders given by McAlister or Martin. Thatcher may not give anyone orders. Cloud13's character, Aurélie Marchand, is the Chief Military Officer. She only receives orders from McAlister and R.O.B.E.R.T.O. On ground combat missions, she is the highest ranking officer other than McAlister. In this case she can order around R.O.B.E.R.T.O. This means that PG6's character, Nex Appositus, is under direct command of Marchand. Also, Loric's character, Adam Wellert, is under Marchand's command on ground missions, but not when Wellert is in his PERSONALSPACEANDAIRCOMBATFLIGHTVESSEL. Loric's character, Adam Wellert, answers directly to Chip McAlister or R.O.B.E.R.T.O. for orders when in his PERSONALSPACEANDAIRCOMBATFLIGHTVESSEL, but on ground missions he is under the command of the Chief Military Officer, Marchand. PG6's character, Nex Appositus, is under direct command of Marchand on combat missions, but otherwise under command by McAlister and R.O.B.E.R.T.O. Arri's character, Samantha Waters, is head of the medical bay and is responsible for patching up crew members during and after mission. If she has a lot on her hands she has permission to drag in CrazyFreak's character, Dr. Harold Stennard, for extra assistance. Otherwise, she has no one under her command (excepting the Medbots) and answers directly to McAlister and R.O.B.E.R.T.O. CrazyFreak's character, Dr. Harold Stennard, is not technically a SPACE RANGER, but a freelance scientist who has the job of picking up rare alien artifacts and studying them. Although he does not have any official duties, he is expected to help out Waters, and would be kicked off the ship the moment he disobeys an order from McAlister or R.O.B.E.R.T.O. Any questions, feel free to PM me and I'll edit this post to give more info. Also, it seems that a lot of you guys are thinking this is going to be a silly RP. I'm sorry I gave that impression. This is still a serious RP. But the nature of the universe and the characters is such that there will be lots of humerous interactions going on. But characters are still expected to react and behave realistically given the situations confronted, even if the situations can be... Unrealistic. Also, have fun. :{P)) R.O.B.E.R.T.O. accessed the computer via the USB cabel in his left hand. Raw data streamed through his positronic brain, processed at speeds unimaginable by a normal flesh brain. He constructed the data into a printable format, and then sent a QUERYREQUEST to the Spunkspirit's CENTRALDATAPROCESSINGUNIT, which took nanoseconds to reroute to the ACQUIREDATAREPRODUCTIONINPHYSICALFORMATEQUIPMENT, which printed out a single sheet of paper. The paper had the famous logo of the SPACE RANGERS LEAGUE, along with the words ULTRA TOP SECRET and ORDERS FOR SPUNKSPIRIT. Luckily, R.O.B.E.R.T.O. had top secret access, being technically a SPACE RANGER COMMANDER (SECOND-IN-COMMAND TO SPACE RANGER CAPTAIN), and he perused the printed orders carefully. If he were the type to give away feelings and emotions to those around without verbalizing it, R.O.B.E.R.T.O. would have let out a low whistle. But he wasn't. He was a robot, and robots always maintained perfect self-composure. Not out of any programming intrinsic in the positronic brain that controlled the robot, but rather that robots tended to be prideful things. These were big orders. The biggest orders they had gotten yet. It would be dangerous. The glory would be great if they succeeded. But Robots didn't really care much about glory, just a pat on the back when they perform exceptionally as expected of them. R.O.B.E.R.T.O. had to get these orders to the SPACE RANGER CAPTAIN immediately. But where could he be? At this time of SPACETIME, McAlister could be anywhere on the bridge playing with the controls, in his room practicing his VIBROSWORD, or in the Medbay chatting with the Chief Medical Officer. ((Now would be a good time to make a post describing where you are on the ship right when the events of the story begin. Once everyone's had a chance to make a sort of introductory post and get comfortable, then we'll start the plot.)) Last edited by Loric; 10-22-2010 at 12:52 AM. |
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