Voyage of the Ulysses
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Name: Arthur Backman
Age: 27
Nationality: Australian
Appearance: Ordinary-looking He would not stand out in a crowd. Usually seen in non-descript clothing and never wears a hat. Brown hair and Dark blue eyes with a squarish jaw.
Size: 5'11, around average size and weight
Characteristics: Joined the Ulysses under mysterious circumstances, He has perfectly legitimate authorization to be there however no-one seems to know who got him onto the ship. His dining habits are generally exclusive towards Fine cuts of Meat and and similar foods. Is usually only seen after 11am and goes to bed soon after dinner. Reclusive from many of the crew, he is often seen taking long walks around the Ulysses. When Coerced into talking he is a fairly friendly fellow but reveals little information about himself.
Occupation: Head Bio-Scientist. Edit: (to be less vague here)Arthur was sent by the australian goverment to take part in this. He is not a generic Gman and is in fact one of the top minds in Australia. Australia however was reluctant to join and thus he has been ordered to stay low-key. His job was officaly Head Bio-Scientist but he spends a good amount of time learning about the machinary of the Ulysses aswell.
Name: Arthur Backman
Age: 27
Nationality: Australian
Appearance: Ordinary-looking He would not stand out in a crowd. Usually seen in non-descript clothing and never wears a hat. Brown hair and Dark blue eyes with a squarish jaw.
Size: 5'11, around average size and weight
Characteristics: Joined the Ulysses under mysterious circumstances, He has perfectly legitimate authorization to be there however no-one seems to know who got him onto the ship. His dining habits are generally exclusive towards Fine cuts of Meat and and similar foods. Is usually only seen after 11am and goes to bed soon after dinner. Reclusive from many of the crew, he is often seen taking long walks around the Ulysses. When Coerced into talking he is a fairly friendly fellow but reveals little information about himself.
Occupation: Head Bio-Scientist. Edit: (to be less vague here)Arthur was sent by the australian goverment to take part in this. He is not a generic Gman and is in fact one of the top minds in Australia. Australia however was reluctant to join and thus he has been ordered to stay low-key. His job was officaly Head Bio-Scientist but he spends a good amount of time learning about the machinary of the Ulysses aswell.
Holy shit, i've been looking for a new RP since Fleet command died and was even thinking of starting my own naval steampunk one like this, so consider me in. I'll get my character sheet later, might be by monday if that's okay.
EDIT: Can i be a stowaway? I'm happy with something else but to me this seems most interesting
EDIT: Can i be a stowaway? I'm happy with something else but to me this seems most interesting
Sunday, yes. But it's not Sunday for everyone just yet with everyone living in different time zones.
Why are people all stowing away on submarines these days?. What would compel someone to think hiding on a submarine, of any kind, is a good idea?. You could end up in Antarctica. Then again if you were a sociopath, that would seem logical.
I was going for the idea that he killed a guy for his ticket, but if you think that will mess up your game no hard feelings.Anarchemitis said:
Name: Malcolm
Age: 32
Nationality: Britain
Appearance: Malcolm is a pretty boy with almost no scars or disfigurements. The one mark of physical content he carries is a large scar to the right of his right eyebrow. He claims he got it when he feel, but some suspect it was a self defense attack from another person. He has short, silky, blond hair, and has deep blue eyes.
Size: 6'2 and 145 pounds.
Characteristics: Malcolm born in the UK led a glorious life with his family. He was the kid that everyone hated because he got what he wanted. His father was a banker who cashed in big, and could afford a life of luxury. Malcolm was also the kid who wanted what he couldn't have. He didn't care about what he did have, for as soon as he got it he lost interest. That would also lead to his three ex wives, and a malnourished son. See Malcolm is a selfish bastard. He will try everything possible to get what he wanted. When his parents died (The way of their death has never been released to the public, and some think Malcolm killed them during one of his rages of lust) Malcolm inherited so much of their money, and invested it to become richer. Using the riches he bought of miles of land, until he was bored of the land. He wanted more. He wanted... The Ocean. That is what lead Malcolm to joining the Ulysses.
Occupation: Trimmaster
That cool Anarch?
Age: 32
Nationality: Britain
Appearance: Malcolm is a pretty boy with almost no scars or disfigurements. The one mark of physical content he carries is a large scar to the right of his right eyebrow. He claims he got it when he feel, but some suspect it was a self defense attack from another person. He has short, silky, blond hair, and has deep blue eyes.
Size: 6'2 and 145 pounds.
Characteristics: Malcolm born in the UK led a glorious life with his family. He was the kid that everyone hated because he got what he wanted. His father was a banker who cashed in big, and could afford a life of luxury. Malcolm was also the kid who wanted what he couldn't have. He didn't care about what he did have, for as soon as he got it he lost interest. That would also lead to his three ex wives, and a malnourished son. See Malcolm is a selfish bastard. He will try everything possible to get what he wanted. When his parents died (The way of their death has never been released to the public, and some think Malcolm killed them during one of his rages of lust) Malcolm inherited so much of their money, and invested it to become richer. Using the riches he bought of miles of land, until he was bored of the land. He wanted more. He wanted... The Ocean. That is what lead Malcolm to joining the Ulysses.
Occupation: Trimmaster
That cool Anarch?
Could be, still suffering from a nasty hangover.Siris said:
"Interesting" is a very subjective term, but we have the trim master, Oceanographer and the marine squads as unfilled positions. That is all that is left but I believe you can create an appropriate, realistic, custom job that suits your fancy.Dastardos said:
"Unfilled positions" constitute any of about 280 jobs. Also, I'm writing the first story post right now, so, basically, this is the last possible moment to join without having to go through PM.Skarin said:
Helmsman was taken by the first guy who posted a character, I just didn't notice until recently. You can still be Trimmaster, who is basically the Helmsman, just modifies the ship's path along a different vector. Up and down instead of side to side.Dastardos said:
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Definitive State of the Ulysses said:
[HEADING=1]The Voyage of the Ulysses[/HEADING]
- Captain's Log- Panama City ~ August 1st, 1942~10:32am
First break I've been able to get since I got up this morning. It's all rush rush rush with everyone so excited about the new sub. I've already seen it, and so have all the politicians I had breakfast with this morning. Maybe I should lighten up, it is a holiday today now. Confetti, bands from all corners of the globe, streamers, parades for almost obsolete armies, a good bunch of drinking, children seeing ships in the harbour. It's sort of noisy.
To Do:- launch worlds best submarine as the worlds best captain
sea trials
resupply
get to know crew
head off into the unknown
do laundry
- launch worlds best submarine as the worlds best captain
People standing at the edge of the greatest berth in Panama harbour holding a titanic monster made of steel, like a curved wall, shadowing a podium and beyond that countless smaller ships, puttering about the Pacificus waterscape occasionally tooting their horns. Several people could be seen ascending to the podium on a stairs, all dressed in shiny and wondrous costumes or fabric, jewel and gold, and suddenly the band reached a crescendo and stopped playing. A distant clock tower struck One in the afternoon. The group on the podium all looked very proud of themselves as if today was the magnum opus of their lives.
"Ladies and Gentlemen." began one of them in an auspicious voice. His voice echoed for some time off to everywhere at once.
"Citizens of this wonderous place, Earth.
Mankind has learned and sought to learn many things over countless eras. In the past, a man sought to create heat for himself, and in his pursuit was rewarded with fire. Lighning was seen in fantastic power and awesome wonder, and for more effort, it was harnessed and captured. On this day, the First International Discovery Day, we celebrate the inventions of Humanity's forefathers in unison extant gaiety, and on this particular day , we also celebrate a symbol of this new age of Discovery."
Another man stepped on the podium to the microphone, speaking with a indicative Russian accent.
"This symbol, heralds a grand age of intelligence and reason in humankind, and with it, we shall pursue knowledge like never before! Your Majesty, would you honor us with the pleasure?"
A middle-forties looking man in esteemed purple robes and crown took up a large bottle of champagne from a table and stood at the microphone.
"Let it be known to all people, that on this day the greatest summation of people could be seen with the naked eye in one place. Without any predjudice, here in one small platform stands the Premiere of the Soviet Union, the Presidents of the United States of America, China, The North African Union, the Prime Ministers of France, Canada, Weimar States, Austrohungarian States, The Afrikaan Republic, Sultan of the Ottoman Empire, and the Kings of Spain, Italy, Mexico, and the United Kingdom. United together, we christen, the United Nations Service Ulysses!"
Together the group held the bottle and let it swing tied to a long velvet crimson ribbon towards the Submarine. With a resonating "CLAUM", the bottle smashed against the side, and the great vessel began to slide down its launch ramp into the sea. Glorified cheering began from the tumultuous crowds and the band stuck up. Ships in the distance tooted their horns and whistles, a larger vessel giving a discordant bellow of its foghorn.
Some of the crew of the Ulysses popped their heads out of the top of the conning tower to see the celebrations. Captain Aram Stihl, upon hearing the distant Foghorn tickle in his ears gave him an idea.
"Helmsman, give them a blast of our horn."
"Aye, sir."
As the crowd waved and cheered, a volcanic eruption of inordinate volume eclipsed all that could be heard with a gigantic inharmonious bellow, echoing for some time before anything else could be heard again. The crowd continued to cheer, louder than before. Celebrations and festivities continued long into the night where all the Ulysses did was slowly meander around the harbor for all to see.
- Captain's Log- Panama City ~ August 3rd, 1942~7:12pm
Finally our sea trials are done and all authorities clear this tub as Seaworthy and I have my leave to go on an adventure. Bloody finally.
Route heads south along the Chilean coast, then to Easter Island, then where we please as long as we return to Pitcairn Islands before October 10th. Supper was a nice bit of Crab with a citrus salad. This may just be the best submarine in the world if that's what were going to be having for meals.
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What a time to finally get Captain's authority, 7 in the evening.
"Helmsman, due south, take us along the coast at your pleasure. Trim, take us to 80 meters."
"Aye sir" replied two voices. The Captain had another one of those moments which he used to amuse himself.
"Full speed ahead, let's see what we've got here."
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