Example Character:
Human Sheet-
Name: John Legmen
Nickname: Leggy
Age: 27
Hair Color: Brunette
Hair style: Short cut, military style
Appearance: Tall and wiry, quite skinny.
Clothes worn most often: Black pants and a white T-shirt with a brown jacket.
Weaponry: 9mm pistol, Three mags, Assault-Rifle
Items: 3 LTG Syringes, one data-pad, one ear-piece communicator, a frag and smoke grenade.
Other: Stamina Implant that helps him run at a sustained speed for a ridiculously long period of time.
Occupation: Marine.
Bio: After successfully escaping one of the three moons of Lismose after being enslaved, he managed to run to freedom by jumping into the back of a troop transport and stowing away on one of Turncoat Co.'s vessels it eventually landed on. He then made a transfer to one of the ships they were searching and ran to Rumare where he spent three years working up a career as a hired gun before signing on with the [captain will pick the ship name, with perhaps some help from the crew depending on how friendly he's feeling]. He's received the moniker "Leggy" because he's fast and has large calf muscles.
The World:
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The Intergalactic Democratic Republic of Planets (I.D.R.P.) is a collection of eight planets. Below are only 2.
Lavaron (High-Sec): The planets single moon is something of a resort compared to the rest of the industrial planet. Space-ports and factories abound. Trade goods are in relatively low demand at the moment, but it sells products cheap that outer-lying planets would pay well to get.
Marvous (High-Sec) : Copy-paste Lavaron, except ten-times the military facilities. A large arms manufacturer.
I.D.R.P's two main planets are High-Security, but the outer lying planets aren't quite so tight.
Aside from I.D.R.P. there is Rumare, a break-away republic. Border tension is high, but no real conflict has escalated. Rumare is famous for having a planet with no moon, which means it's nights (which last 10 of the 24 hours in a day) are pitch-black. It is a den for illegal commodities, as the Republic made them legal upon realizing they didn't have near the man-power to enforce those sorts of laws.
Rumare has a doomed government system, and is truly run by criminals.
Aside form one corporately owned and horrible oppressed planet inside I.D.R.P., there is also a red zone of raiding where I.D.R.P's Mutually Assured Military Assistance (MAMA) will not treed.
The Story:
With threats from all directions and within, I.D.R.P. needs a long-term plan. But in the mean while, there's a fortune to be made for any ships crew willing to take risks.
Guns to be sold, exotic items and drugs to be trafficked, space to be protected. Almost anything at all these days is outsourced to roaming freelance starship crews.
The Turncoat Corporation has gone out of check, literally buying planet Lismose and it's three moons from the corrupt Planetary Governor, who shortly thereafter died in an air-car accident. With the three moves full of minerals and a planet's population now legally property, nothing but disaster could be reaped.
You:
Are a member of a Star ship crew. This is no normal spaceship. It is equipped with a Warp Drive capable of reaching distant star systems and modest armaments to defend itself. It also has cargo space to spare for trading. With infinite possibilities before you, who will you be?
A piolet? The livelihood of the crew depending on you? A marine-esque hired gun, ready to at any moment board a ship? A technician who must help sustain the equipment on-board, possibly through poverty and stranded scenarios? A medical officer, whose prowess and daring could save or lose the life of a fellow crew member? That one dude who carries the crates? The lady on the intercom even??? The possibilities are infinite.
Human Sheet-
Name: John Legmen
Nickname: Leggy
Age: 27
Hair Color: Brunette
Hair style: Short cut, military style
Appearance: Tall and wiry, quite skinny.
Clothes worn most often: Black pants and a white T-shirt with a brown jacket.
Weaponry: 9mm pistol, Three mags, Assault-Rifle
Items: 3 LTG Syringes, one data-pad, one ear-piece communicator, a frag and smoke grenade.
Other: Stamina Implant that helps him run at a sustained speed for a ridiculously long period of time.
Occupation: Marine.
Bio: After successfully escaping one of the three moons of Lismose after being enslaved, he managed to run to freedom by jumping into the back of a troop transport and stowing away on one of Turncoat Co.'s vessels it eventually landed on. He then made a transfer to one of the ships they were searching and ran to Rumare where he spent three years working up a career as a hired gun before signing on with the [captain will pick the ship name, with perhaps some help from the crew depending on how friendly he's feeling]. He's received the moniker "Leggy" because he's fast and has large calf muscles.
The World:
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http://s273.photobucket.com/albums/jj205/Mordereth_bucket/?action=view¤t=StarMap.jpg
The Intergalactic Democratic Republic of Planets (I.D.R.P.) is a collection of eight planets. Below are only 2.
Lavaron (High-Sec): The planets single moon is something of a resort compared to the rest of the industrial planet. Space-ports and factories abound. Trade goods are in relatively low demand at the moment, but it sells products cheap that outer-lying planets would pay well to get.
Marvous (High-Sec) : Copy-paste Lavaron, except ten-times the military facilities. A large arms manufacturer.
I.D.R.P's two main planets are High-Security, but the outer lying planets aren't quite so tight.
Aside from I.D.R.P. there is Rumare, a break-away republic. Border tension is high, but no real conflict has escalated. Rumare is famous for having a planet with no moon, which means it's nights (which last 10 of the 24 hours in a day) are pitch-black. It is a den for illegal commodities, as the Republic made them legal upon realizing they didn't have near the man-power to enforce those sorts of laws.
Rumare has a doomed government system, and is truly run by criminals.
Aside form one corporately owned and horrible oppressed planet inside I.D.R.P., there is also a red zone of raiding where I.D.R.P's Mutually Assured Military Assistance (MAMA) will not treed.
The Story:
With threats from all directions and within, I.D.R.P. needs a long-term plan. But in the mean while, there's a fortune to be made for any ships crew willing to take risks.
Guns to be sold, exotic items and drugs to be trafficked, space to be protected. Almost anything at all these days is outsourced to roaming freelance starship crews.
The Turncoat Corporation has gone out of check, literally buying planet Lismose and it's three moons from the corrupt Planetary Governor, who shortly thereafter died in an air-car accident. With the three moves full of minerals and a planet's population now legally property, nothing but disaster could be reaped.
You:
Are a member of a Star ship crew. This is no normal spaceship. It is equipped with a Warp Drive capable of reaching distant star systems and modest armaments to defend itself. It also has cargo space to spare for trading. With infinite possibilities before you, who will you be?
A piolet? The livelihood of the crew depending on you? A marine-esque hired gun, ready to at any moment board a ship? A technician who must help sustain the equipment on-board, possibly through poverty and stranded scenarios? A medical officer, whose prowess and daring could save or lose the life of a fellow crew member? That one dude who carries the crates? The lady on the intercom even??? The possibilities are infinite.