Creature hunt in Space RP thing

[wesdabigman]

Deep in the future, space as we know it has greatly expanded. People can now not only live on other planets, but thrive on them as well. But your story does not concern this. It may have once, but now your life is gone. Stuck on a prison freighter headed to a maximum security
fortress, you can do nothing as the ship crash-lands on a mysterious uncharted planet. Upon awakening, you find yourself amongst the rubble of the ship and amongst the other members of the ship. The planet seems to be a desolate and lifeless place. Suddenly, you hear a heavy breathing from nearby. Something is watching you. And it is hungry?


All right, so this is a space exploration hunt RP trying to get back to civilization thing that I want to try out. I?ll take a maximum of 10 people but I?m pretty lenient if one or two extra people would like to join.


Ok right?here are the rules:

You and the other survivors of the crash on the planet are being hunted by a mysterious creature. Think Predator, Alien or Doom. Running out and shooting it with whatever you have probably wouldn?t work out too well and since you were on a prison freighter, its unlikely that you?d have great weapons to work with anyway. Your only resource is the planet. Gather food. Create weapons. Survive.


As far as characters go, I?ll be pretty lenient as long as its plausible. The two main ideas for characters would be prisoners being transported and guards but don?t stop there. Maybe you were framed and don't belong here in the first place. Maybe you?re the prison psychologist or medic who rode in on a transfer. Maybe you?re the ship mechanic who?d been on because of problems with the ship. Maybe you?re a hitchhiker that was just trying to get somewhere. As long as its reasonable, welcome aboard.


Here?s a template of the character sheet:

Name: (name?pretty simple)

Appearance- (height, weight, looks, clothes, scars, anything you feel you should mention)

Profession- (what does your character do and why is s/he on the ship)

Strengths/ weaknesses ? (what is your character good at and what is he not so good at?)

Equipment- (What does your character have? Keep in mind that if you?re a prisoner, its quite unlikely that you?ll have some kind of super-laser-rifle-kaboom-blah-thing.)

Background- (Personal history/ Why are they here?/ How did they get here?/ What are they good at? Detail is greatly appreciated)

Personality- (Describe your character?s qualities. Kind/ mean/ intelligent/ caring/ apathetic/ sadistic/ etc. Detail is again appreciated)

This is the first time I?ve ever GM-ed but hey first time for everything. We?ll start when we get enough people. If interested, PM me with a character sheet or just post right here.

Wesdabigman

 

[Reasonable Doubt]

Oh what the %*#@ I will give this a shot.

 

[The Kind Cannibal]

What he said.
I'm addicted to this RP stuff.

 

[kinshotaki]

Name:currently Jack Rutherford

Appearance:roughly 6 ft, 200 lbs, wearing a prisoners uniform, black hair, brown eyes, scar over left eye.
tough expression around 37 years of age, of unknown origin

Profession:hired criminal mercenary, will do any job if the price is right, he was most recently hired to get some prisoners off this very ship.

Strengths/Weaknesses: pyschically and mentally strong, good marksman, decent at hand to hand combat, good tactician, rather slow and poor dexterity
he has a bad ankle as well as his left eye isn't that great.

Equipment:Clothes on his back and some unknowns

Background:Has been a career crimnal since the age of 12 started out as a drug runner and other such simple jobs for various
organized crime members, He quickly progressed to selling drugs at the age of 15 and at the age of 17 he moved on to being a
mafia family's newest hitman. When he turned 19, he moved on to become a hired gun working for whoever met his salary, the
family he worked for frowned upon this and tried to have him killed he succeeded in taking out the people they sent after him
he continued to deal with occasional assasination attempts and work for hire as an a hitman til he turned 29 then one rather
talented hitman injured one of his legs it and his eye the recovered but left him with some lasting scars, he decided to expand
his business and started taking on whatever jobs not just taking on hits. this continued up until today where his most recent
job was to help around 5 select criminals escape from this prison ship, in order to get on bored he commited a few high profile
crimes and allowed himself to get caught eventually.

Personality:calm most of the time, intelligent, heartless, pure business, basically emotionless

 

[The Kind Cannibal]

Name: James "Jay" Faust

Appearance- 6"4' very lean, green eyes, sports a short black mohawk and tribal tattoos down both arms.

Profession- criminally insane prisoner

Strengths/ weaknesses - Very aware of his environment, fast reflexes, hand to hand combat is superb/ Loner, definitely not a people person. Prone to psychofreakouts and violent and harmful outburst.

Equipment- A sharp peice of wreckage crudely shaped into a knife.

Background- 32 years of age, 20 of them incarcerated. Officially? With 138 confirmed deaths he's definitely earned his 8 life sentences with no chance of parole. Unoffically? They can't handle him on the inside, they had to ship him somewhere far away so head never get out. He's been in prison all his life, shipped from one hellhole to another. When he wasn't in the slammer he was on the run for escaping. Good at noticing things before everyone else, good hearing and eyesight. Recently got shipped to the galaxy's best prison after killing a president at a parade with stolen knife shortly after escaping from the last prison, his reasons for killing him are quote "he gave me a funny look."

Personality- Blunt, sarcastic, pessimistic. Likes to be alone, but knows he won't make it alone.

 

[wesdabigman]

Ok so far we have two cool characters but we need MORE!!! I'll post the official intro tomorrow but we definitely need more people.

 

[Dinnj]

Count me in, working on a character sheet.... now.

Name: Michael Creedy

Appearance- 5'12, Gaunt, Grey Clothing, Black Tactical Vest and Holster.

Profession- A longstanding guard of the freighter, in charge of emergency armed response.

Strengths/ weaknesses - Excellent firearms traninig, limited tactical training, keeps calm, when he does lose his calm he becomes useless at almost everything. Mediocre in close combat.

Equipment- Carbine Rail Rifle. (If you want to know what that exactly is PM me, it's a bit of a text dump involving proto-type top-secret weapons xD) Two spare clips. Spare charge capacitor. Holstered fusion pistol, spare xenon cartridge.

Background- Michael had always wanted to join the army. He was trained generally by his local planetary defense force and was sent, not long after training, to stifle a revolt with his platoon. It was small, or so they thought. What was said to be a mere revolt turned into complete rebellion of the arrival of the armed forces and their apparent lack for concern over collateral damage, and almost all his platoon, including his commanding officer, was destroyed. The aftermath lead to the overall conglomerate granting the rebels their own independance to avoid further wars, and both armies were disbanded, where Michael came to be as an armed prison freighter guard.

Personality- Hates rash decisions, is well liked by prisoners for his laissez fair views. Patient.

 

[wesdabigman]

Official Intro

The ship had been acting unusual ever since takeoff. Logs had been lost. The airlock had failed twice. They had severe engine trouble and almost went into freefall while crossing an asteroid belt. But finally, they were on track and the ship?s final destination was only a day?s journey away. These scoundrels and vermin would finally get their just desserts. The high security facility on the planet Orisco would probably be the last time any of these men would taste hope of freedom. No one had ever escaped. The captain turned back to his men, hard at working trying to diagnose the problems with the ship. ?What have you got, gentleman?? ?Captain, This ship is so old, we can?t imagine how it can fly in the first place. But most of these problems can?t be repaired. This ship needs to be put out to pasture after this ride.? ?Agreed, but we need to get to the prison and fast before this ship kills the lot of us.? The captain turned back to the front of the ship to hear the uproar coming from the back of the ship. Every time the ship lost power in the engines, every time it had come within inches of an asteroid, every time death seemed imminent, this plague on the universe seemed to be more gleeful than frightened. ?Bastards?? the captain thought. ??Whatever they get, they deserve, that?s all I know.?

(This is just something to delve deeper into the story. If those who have already made a character want to make a post, then go ahead, but this is mainly for people who are interested but feel like they don?t know enough of the story.)

 

[trainer70]

ooo, i like dessert... let's see what these aliens can do

Name: hamilton garnierre

Appearance- roughly 6f, 150kg, looks slighty boyish in his slender with messy hair, leather jacket with jeans and a not so was-white shirt, a scar on his left cheek slight indent in lood and only noticeable in the light.

Profession- hamilton is a lone pirate, he sneaks onto a ship and steals cutlery, anything that is notice, but when it is too late, mostly loose change in the night, the occasional credit chip.

Strengths/ weaknesses - he is great watching his own back, literally, implants that help him stay out of sight, crack shot and stealthy.

Equipment- He has a space sloop and heavy with 2 heavy turrets, forward guns, stealth coating and a small weapons cache to arm one man well.

Background- hamilton was a pirate ever since his homeport was destroyed, he lost his family and needed a way to eat, he stole a sloop and made a run from the burning port, has been stealing fron bigger ships ever since

Personality- lone, a bit crazy and fends for himself, is shy.


inside his ship, hidden in the prison ship's broken thruster, hamilton was lounging in his chair playing fort wars waiting for the sleep cycle on the prison ship to arrive,then he would find the unlikey guest, the castle had just teleported to c4 when he found himself yawning, 3 hours to go he told himself and went to sleep mentally communicating with the shipboard computer, setting an inaudible alarm for 21st H-cycle.

edit* do we have a gaia element? like a dm.

 

[wesdabigman]

edit* do we have a gaia element? like a dm.

um...i'm not sure. If you mean like the planet has it own awareness or is alive and the story is in its own way from its point of view then I think we are delving a bit too deep into the story considering we havent started yet but thats a possibility. If I'm totally off and gaia element means something else, then um...explain it please.

 

[trainer70]

someone to control the creatures, no point saying i won a battle in hand to hand when there is a biased circumstance, a controlled nature, story boarder

 

[Alotak]

Name: Olix

Aperance: 5'11, Black hair, he has masive pupils because he grew up on a colony which the planet takes 1.5 years for a rotation and has evolved as such, his skin is pale white.

Proffesion: He is a 'special trader', and has run illegal cargo throughout his life in his ship which was impounded by the ETC (Earth Tradeing Cooparation).

Strengths/Weakness: He is very good at hideing and can pilot most small ships very well, He can see in the dark but is quite blind in bright lights. He can fight his way out if he needs to but he is not very good with ranged weapons and much preferes his Whip.

Equitment: a long metal whip which is charged with electricity. A black jumpsuit, a tribal hunting knife.


Background: As a gun runner he was quite sucessfull until the ETC caught up with him then he was in the run, it had been going well until he ran into several Pirates who wanted the guns they had ordered. When he told them they bolted him into a Drop-Pod and set the charges so there would be a 'hull breach' in the cargo hold above a un-inhabited planet. Unfortunatly the breach had proved to much and the Ship had crashed into the planet, he fell out on the way down and landed about 3 miles away from the Ship. The fools had left him his equpiment and the best way to get off this rock was to check the wreckage for something and try to escape, he arrived when people we still getting up. And so lay down retending to be asleep.