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 Posted: Mon Aug 11, 2008 6:59 am
Story (To come)
Positions
Captain: Dulce DeLuna
First mate:
etc:
Bio for this rp
Name:
Age:
Last job: (if any)
Key skills:
Minor skills:
Job skills: (These are ones your proficient at and had to do in your last job.)
example
Name: Kimiko Tsukiya
Age: 25
Last job: Pilot in the earths army, she was a test pilot for the new mechs (full standing tall mechs.)
Key skills: piloting (flight ie mechs, ships and/or fighters
Minor skills: mechanic stuff (Only her's and only replacing parts, she needs a Manuel to do this kind of thing)
Job skills: Basic hand to hand, Small guns.
The mech
The mech stands about twelve feet tall it's fairly streamline. Made for space combat it carries two mini Gatling guns (or Vulcan cannons whatever) on it's shoulders. It can use most guns made for mechs but is made more for speed then out right power. Rocket launcher style weapons tend to slow it down somewhat. (Erm *thinks*.)
Tech level
Bullet and rocket weaponry for humans.
Lasers for space ships
Mechs, Basic are about five years old. Not in full circulation they can not transform.
Ships artificial gravity is less then Earths. This means people can sort of float.
Mars has been terra formed but it's the only one. (By Humans.)
Changeling's shape shifting powers
The can change skin,hair, eye etc colour
They can't change there full body mass.
They can alter vocal cords and mimic voices if they've heard them.
The changeling has to have seen a persons hand to get every detail correct.
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 12:53 pm
Kimiko let out another sigh as she sat board. At this point she sat in her personal mech which she had liberated from the army and buggered off. Had she planned further she doubted she be in this mess. But of course not being the planning sort she now sat in a mech with no fuel, limited food and even less remaining oxygen. She had at least made a point to set off her distress beacon, hoping someone other then the army would find her. She stretched in a cat like manner and pulled the last ration bar from behind the cockpits seat "Wish this was more interesting" she muttered before biting into the nutritious but disgusting bar.
Moments passed and it was gone and she went back to just sitting. Boredom struck her and she undid the zip of her flight suit and removed the outer part.* It floated in the zero gravity cockpit and she yawned again "Should have brought a magazine or something" she again complained. Soon enough her hand reached below her waist.**
(*Eva is the inspiration for how she dresses*
** Woot for knowing when to stop. >D
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Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2008 1:13 pm
Name: Dulce DeLuna
Age: 10,045, 27 physically
Race: Incurvos (Incubus-like Alien, retains demonic fangs, pointed ears, horns and tail)
Position: Captain
Last Job: First mate and part-time pilot of a long-distance cargo and fleet ship
Key skills: Piloting, Navigating
Minor skills: Small amount of mechanical knowledge (weapon building and replacement), minor ship weapons knowledge
Job skills: Basic hand to hand combat, knowledge of staff weapons (weapons like the Jaffa staffs which are extremely common with his race), learning how to use a human sniper rifle
Personality: While most Incurvi are friendly, peace-keeping creatures, Dulce makes a habit of being cold and cruel most of the time, but is only just bearable enough to accept as a captain. As a member of a race skilled in fighting and leadership, Dulce is more than happy to take the lead in any situation and tell anyone else what to do. Anyone who questions his ideas will certainly live to regret it.
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Posted: Sun Aug 24, 2008 8:14 am
Bio: Her previous post was as an assassin but after having to assassinate a loved one she could not face the lifestyle anymore. Her engineering skills came from a father that wished to keep her safe.
Name: Aylessa.
Age: 20 physically.
Race: changeling
Looks: Her pale blue skin would usually mark her race but she changes this to a beautiful ivory skin that clashes with her vivid red hair and charcoal black eyes. She is tall and slender. Upon her wrist is marked her identification number given to her by the government and upon her ankle is a tattoo of her choice - a gun crossing a sword.
Habits: Being used to ending people's lives isn't easy on the emotions so she is quite withdrawn in order to not form emotional attachments. She speaks with a slight southern accent sometimes that she picked up from her father but if she wishes to make a point or humiliate someone she will switch to the cool, posh drool used by her disapproving grandmother.
Positions: gunner/ engineer.
Last job: assassin.
Key skills: engineering and long distence fighting.
Minor skills: hand to hand combat.
Job skills: basic engineering knowledge from her father and knowledge of most weaponry due to her assassin past. Quick reflexs which will, hopefully, get the ship to safety.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2008 3:35 am
Aylessa attempted to steady the ship with the reverse thrusters as the navigation chart began to beep. The ship was barely holding together but it had enough fuel to get to Earth; after that, she mused, her fate was pretty much left to fate... which kinda sucked.
She looked across at the navigation chart and saw the little flickering red dot upon its surface.... she was glad someone other than her was also in trouble but they'd sent out a distress beacon and that put her in a very awkward position.
She lounged for a moment, starring at the wall opposite. She'd deliberately saved some fuel in the back for an emergancy but was it enough to get them both to Earth? and on that fact could she be bothered? maybe there was a reward... yes, she could buy a new ship, a bigger and better ship. A satisfied grin spread across her face; that settled it.
She set her course for the destressed ship and readied the elecrtomagnet. She was glad Earth wasn't far away.
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Posted: Thu Oct 02, 2008 2:37 pm
Her computer gave off a sound and Kimiko withdrew her hand. Giving it a quit wipe she leaned into the computer. "Some ones coming eh I hope their not heading to earth", she muttered briefly. She opened the connection and spoke into the microphone "Hi I'm glad your willing to help me erm. I just hope your not going to earth" she said not stopping herself soon enough.
She hit her head and cursed "Why did I add that last part?" she muttered to herself.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 1:40 pm
Aylessa starred at the radio in disbelief and cursed... she glanced over at the fuel gauge and gave out another curse then reached for the radio; attempting to hide her anger, she replied.
"I'm afriad the destination is Earth due to a sever lack of fuel on my part... so you have two choices... I either take you to earth and then you go on your way or I leave you here to your fate... your call," she then threw the radio down and put her feet up. At least her conscious was clear.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 9:26 am
As the nonchalant alien sat quietly in the large cargo ship he'd acquired and modified, his radar began to pick up two signals about fifty or so miles away. His ship was docked on planet Earth, as the Incurvos had been travelling to the planet to 'do business' with other captains and pilots.
The pale creature smirked coldly as one signal was stationary, indicating that the craft was stuck in the middle of nowhere. His pale golden eyes wandered to the second signal, which seemed to advance toward the first, and then stop.
He debated over cruising past just to mock their situations, but it seemed a bit of a waste of time, the alien thought. Instead, he sat by, his long, clawed slender fingers gliding over the keyboard in front of him; after a series of taps on various keys a list of names flickered onto the tinted-green screen. The first few names had a large red X beside them, the rest simply left blank. The creature moved the typing cursor down to the first clear name, tapped one key, then pressed the enter key.
Now, next to that name was a large red X.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 9:54 am
Kimiko sighed "I've got no other choice" she muttered as she increased her signals range. "Hey anyone care for a new crew member. Not only can I kick a** but I'm sexy as hell." She had to add that last part although a small voice at the back of her head told her she'd regret such a thing before long.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 10:06 am
The alien's eyebrows raised as the transmission from Kimiko's ship played statically on his communications system. He then burst into fits of frozen laughter, but quickly opened transmissions and boosted the frequency.
"Sexy as hell eh? Like to see you back that little self-flattery up with visual proof, honey. Maybe you'd like to join my crew...? Got a lovely new ship 'ere, just waiting to lose its travelling virginity..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 10:22 am
Kimiko smiled at the comment a foolish thought entered her mind, "Perhaps I could seduce this guy." She then said "Alright here's some rough imagery" after saying that she typed a few more buttons, switching on the monitors internal camera. She smiled seductively holding her hands behind her head and as her hair continued to float in Z.G. "Like what you see?" she asked winking.
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:45 pm
The horned creature studied the monitor as the live feed of the young lady featured on his ship's screen. He smirked, amused by the fact that the woman could be so naïve and manipulable.
"Hmmm....not bad baby, though a little overdressed for my taste..." he teased, enjoying the prospect of stringing the lady along. He flipped a switch so that the video conversation was two-way, and now Kimiko would be able to see him.
"Think you can handle me as a captain though, my dear...?"
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Posted: Sun Dec 07, 2008 2:54 pm
The sudden image caught her off guard and her act was almost broken. Her normal reaction would have been a low whistle of general appreciation. She almost did that but caught herself just in time to complete her fake swoon. "Your so handsome I could handle you as a captain." she said licking her lips to continue the act. Of course she was unaware of the Incurvos's actual sexuality. "So maybe you could come to me quite quickly?." this broke her act she couldn't hide the fact she wasn't legally in the mech.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 12:55 am
Aylessa relaxed and a small smirk crossed her face; she'd only caught the end of the transmission but it'd been enough.
"Righto, guess I'm not needed then..." she said cheerfully and without waiting for a reply she hit the thrust and set a course for Earth.
Looks like she'd have to drop in and say hi to her family whatever...
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 2:01 pm
An hour passed and Kimiko was eventually let onto Dulce's ship. A few young men*, scurried up to the mech and stared in awe. Kimiko blinked, at first she'd thought it was at her but it soon became apparent they were in awe of her mech. She'd immediately got off and set to work attaching the fuel hose** to her mech. The large blue machine seemed out of place in the ship. But she shrugged leaving it to fuel itself up, until she obtained ammunition from her external source it couldn't use it's main weapons. Only the gauntlet blade would be use able and that was limited.
(*18 - 24
**Used for fueling shuttles I suppose.)
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