To The Stars [CLOSED, RP, Semi-lit]

Audreys_Amateur_Art · Oct 2nd 2019

Hello! Hola! Bonjour! And Welcome!!! Thank You for tuning in to GRC #27!!! On today’s channel queue we have a wide variety of music ready for you listeners out there; going all the way back to Original Earth’s 20th and 21st century classics! But before that, we need to catch you up on this morning’s news!

First up, a BUZZING HOT topic of the day; Vapeur labs’ latest upcoming release, the Personal Companion Mk.5.1. This newest model of the Personal Companion is said to be jammed packed with even more features than any of the previous models before it. CEO Rebecca Vapeur herself was recorded stating, “that this new model will put all older models to shame...” and expects this to be their biggest grossing sale of the Personal Companions since she had first created them back in 4269. Some of the new features include: a secondary memory back-up drive, just in case your companion’s memory were to be damaged for any reason. This secondary drive will allow you to restore your model without any hassle of a factory restart. So you can keep any little quirks they have accumulated over time never fear that they disappear. There is also a WIDE variety of new body types and even NEW species for consumers to consider and intermix with one another. They are also working on improving the medical banks stored inside the memory of each individual Companion. Creating a more, dare I say, PERSONAL profile of each consumer that owns this latest model. If anyone is curious as to what this means exactly; well, it means that not only does your Companion call emergency services, it does any and all procedures necessary for keeping YOU alive and looked after until proper care can be given. Yes-sir-ee! These new Personal Companions will be capable of sustaining a life better than most of us can with ourselves! Vapeur Labs promises more to come, but the project is still under production; the team’s goal with these improvements is to make the Personal Companion, PERSONAL indeed.

Next, a reminder about tonight’s upcoming debate. Don’t forget to tune in on your TV, Phone, Computer console, and even your Ship’s radio. This is said to be the last debate between our presidential candidates before election week next month. So remember listeners, YOUR VOTE MATTERS; and regardless of who you choose to vote for, it’s important to understand just what they stand for and how they’ll benefit your community, your home, and your planet. So Stay Tuned Tonight at 2000 hours on your local station.

Now for our last bit of morning news, we saved the best for last for you lovely folks at home. The Coming of Age Ceremony held on the moon colony, MondWelpe, has been postponed due to the recent disappearance of Raven Baertsch. The youngest member of the Baertsch family was to be the main highlight of the event, as she would be turning 18. Indicating that she was ready to do her duty, and join the Special Forces her family was famous for creating. Her father suspects that someone has kidnapped her in an attempt to ryle the family into starting war with some of their opposing nations. The General’s wife, however speculates that their daughter ran off saying... “She was always a bit of a free spirit, never did want to do as she was told…” The family is placing a bounty for her return, hoping that she will be returned safely to her parents' loving arms. If anyone has knowledge Raven Baertsch’s whereabouts; they are advised to inform the family immediately. The number in which to contact the family is listed on our website under the Contact Us section. That’s it for this Morning’s News, now back to the music. Starting off our playlist, Wild Honey, by U2.

The year is 4279; and you’ve just received a notification from the bounty board, it seems that Raven Baertsch has gone missing and their family has posted a $$600,000 reward to give to anyone willing to bring her back to her family. The family wishes to hold a conference at their estate to address the matter and give any available information to those interested in embarking on this journey. Your story begins at the conference where you see many familiar faces, whether or not you like them, the stakes are high. Are you willing to go the extra mile and team up? Happy Hunting

Welcome to the rp!!! To start, I’d like everybody to create a character sheet and get to know each other.

Roleplay Information:

Form: Character Name|Age|Race|Gender|Role

Races:

Kutyavilaga(Dogfolk):

Origin: Cainus’ come from the second closest planet to the sun, Kutya. Though it gets hot there the people of the planet can handle it, they don’t mind the heat. Their major cities consist of DoggyWood, Biscuit mill, And Lumes.

Physical Description: The Kutyavilagas (cou-cha-vi-la-ga) people are similar in personality and appearance to the dogs commonly known on earth. The heights of the Kutyavilagas can range from 4ft to well over 6ft. Personality wise, these dogfolk are very loyal and hard workers. There have been documented cases of Kutyavilagas overexerting themselves during work because they wanted to do a perfect job. They can also be loyal to a fault. Though they may act and look like dogs, they are more like humans than their earth counterparts Their appearances differentiate depending upon the nation where they live on their planet.

Makiscica(Catfolk):

Origin: They come from the planet Macska and their moons. The major cities of their society are Purrolis, Landun, Catnip Hill, and Tacyo.

Physical Description: Makiscica (mo-kes-ka) subspecies range from Russian Blue to Savannah Cats. They are similar to earth’s domestic cats. They are a more lax species, preferring to stay at home, instead of socializing or working. Depending upon where they are in the world, there are specific cats in different nations. Though they are cats, they are more human looking than feline, and their height and weight are marginally smaller than humans.

Humans:

Origin: They come from many different colonies all across the universe; most don’t know that others exist. They are social beings, some more so than others. With the many colonies spread throughout space, the few colonies that are in the Jellyfish Galaxy are the Alvonians, the Maldrins, and the Silvonians.

Physical Description: They live to be about 110 years old, but since they left earth and ventured out into the far reaches of space, most are mixes of other species. Humans are one of the few beings who can successfully reproduce with others. Their height ranges from 4ft to a bit over 6ft.

Meinnclovek: Meinncloveks (Me-ian-klo-vek) descend from the major european countries of earth. They live on the Moon Colony, WondWelpe, that orbits Hetzen II. They tend to be very loyal and headstrong, if they have a goal, they stick to it. The majority of Meinncloveks have lighter hair colors and pale skin, eye colors vary from pale blue, green, and brown.

Ninloai-de: Ninloai-des (nin-lo-e-da) are of asain descent, majorly from: Japan, China, Thailand, Vietnam, and South Korea. They are probably one of the more passive human races one would encounter on a journey, tending to be very difficult to anger. Ninloai-des skin however, differs by the different climates of their planet, including their hair. The hotter it is, the darker it is and vice versa. They inhabit the dwarf planet Laojian.

Reinnoclovek: Reinnocloveks (re-n-no-klo-vek) came straight from the U.S. of A., their personalities range from the extremely anti-social to the some of the famous celebrities known on galaxian television. This society is a melting pot of all kinds of people, and are the main race to inhabit, Hetzen II.

Paradisians(Birdfolk):

Origin: Hailing from Paradi, the Paradisians (Per-ah-di-she-an) are the closest planet to the sun.

Physical Description: These people look similar to the birds of paradise found on earth, resembling more of a human physique than their bird counterparts. Their height range from 3ft to a little over 5ft. Personality wise, these petit beings are very expressive with their emotions, tending to sing or whistle when in a good mood. They can be very affectionate towards others they consider close to them. They are also known for their strong bonds that are created when falling in love. The Paradisians’ noses are composed of a hard substance similar to that of nails or hair;. The variety nose shapes help to differentiate between the several diet types this species has. Instead of a head of hair they have feathers that act the same as hair does, the colors representing their color patterns.

Serphonese(Serpentfolk):

Origin: From Serphon neighbor to the Ninloai-de, these people are very diverse among themselves. Major cities are Grayglen, Ivorypoint, Dynastein, and Kyle.

Physical Description: The Serphonese are snake like people who speak french with a scottish accent, have scottish names and wear oriental clothing. As strange as they may seem, they are pleasant company. Some of the best workers one could ever find, and probably one of the best traders all across the galaxy as well. They have a human-esque upper torso and the bottom half of a snake. Their heights range from 6ft to little over 7ft. Their scaly skin matches the colors of snakes we all know and love, but their hair color complements their skin vibrantly.

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TheMostUnsociable · Oct 3rd 2019

Count me in!

GaryStu · Oct 4th 2019

WIP

engineer wip

Audreys_Amateur_Art · Oct 5th 2019

PopcornPie · Oct 5th 2019

Track! May I reserve a spot, please? I need to draw for Drawtober, but it shouldn't take too long!

CHIMAERA · Oct 6th 2019

EDEN BIDDEL ;; Twenty-three, Paradisian, Medic

NAME Eden Biddel

ALIAS N/A

GENDER Female

RACE Trumpet Manucode

AGE Twenty-three

BIRTHDAY 1 April XXXX

SEXUALITY Bi-curious

APPEARANCE First, the face. Eden has soft, delicate features, characterized by her softly curved jaw and smooth, rounded cheekbones. Her eyes, ruby-red in color, are wide and bright, glimmering with childlike optimism and adorned with dark, bold brows. Between those blood red orbs lie her beak-like nose, straight and pointed, a shiny black in color. Beneath it lie her lips; rounded, plump, and a dark, glum grey hue. Her teeth are majorly flat, but she does sport a pair of sharp, elongated canines – a telltale sign of her insectivorous diet. Now, the hair, or in her case feathers. Eden could definitely be considered an anomaly among her fellow Paradisians; instead of bright, vibrant colors she instead sports dark, gloomy plumage of a raven hue. Her colors, or lack of, are rather dull for a female. However, once she steps into the sun, her true colors shine – quite literally. Her feathers boast iridescent properties, gleaming all sorts of blues and purples when exposed to light. Her respective breed, the Trumpet Manucode, have little to no sexual dimorphism [the only differences they exhibit are size and level of iridescence], which allows her to sport the same ‘colorful’ plumage the males do. Eden chooses to wear such plumage in a smooth, sleek, shoulder-length bob-cut with bangs so long they cover her eyes like a curtain [how she sees is still a mystery]. Her breed also sports a pair of tufts, which she personally styles to resemble side-swept horns... or flat cat ears. Each person has a different interpretation. Finally, the body. Standing at an unimposing height of 3’1, Eden is undeniably short, even for a Paradisian. She has a tendency to store fat in what others consider ‘the right places’, granting her with a fairly ample bosom and derrière, but not without extra stored around her midsection; she’s somewhat pudgy. Her smooth, grey-ish skin is free of most defining features, save for the occasional birthmark dotting her flesh. Her thighs are covered in a coat of smooth, raven feathers, and a rounded feathered tail sprouts from her tailbone. Her scaled calves are the same shiny black as her beak, and each toe is tipped with a pointed, black claw.

HEIGHT 3'1

CLASS Medic

HISTORY Eden's backstory is rather bland – there were no adventures nor any real spice to it. She lived a more-than-comfortable life as the middle child of two doctors, and noting her parent's professions, it was no wonder that she too chose to take up a career in the medical field. However, this road was not so easily traveled, and it was paved with many hardships. Eden's parents were definitely perfectionists and only accepted the best from their children; if her paper was a point or two off of a perfect score, it just wasn't good enough for them. Such behavior had a big impact on Eden's upbringing, both good and bad. On one hand, it encouraged Eden to try and try and keep trying until something was done, and done perfectly. However, on the other hand, it left her unable to accept and move on from failure. Failure would tear her down, and still does. She persevered, however, and managed to graduate at the top of her class. She chose to intern under her parents not long after so she could gain further experience in the field before going off on her own.

PERSONALITY Eden's defining trait would have to be how supportive she is. She's always glad to share her knowledge, experience, time, and energy with those who need it. She strives for win-win situations and chooses empathy over judgement whenever she can. Eden is also patient, preferring the slow and meticulous route over the quick, sporadic one lest something end up unfinished. By taking the steady approach Eden can both ensure something is done and that it is done to more than the best of her ability. She is also very imaginative and observant, using these two traits to accentuate her empathy by placing herself in someone else's shoes and seeing things in their perspective. When given a goal, especially if it's something she is passionate about, Eden can prove to be quite enthusiastic, ready to apply all her time and effort once given the word. Her enthusiasm feeds into her loyalty, for she tends to bond with ideas or people involved with the root of it. Eden is also hard-working and quite altruistic, which allows her to perform even the most mundane of tasks without growing bored if it's to help another. However, this altruism does have its drawbacks, and it takes the form of her humbleness and overwhelming shyness. She is so concerned with the feelings of others that she often overlooks her own and thus never voices her opinions, instead choosing to repress her emotions as to not cause conflict. This is a problem considering she has a tendency to take things too personally, and usually considers any form of criticism, no matter the context, as an attack on her person. Eden also overloads herself, and silently struggles to meet everyone's expectations as to not fail any of them. Finally, Eden's normally wonderful trait of altruism has its drawbacks, for she is willing to even let the most heinous of things slide if it means conflict will not rear its ugly head.

QUIRKS Obsessed with preening ;; Chitters intermittently ;; Plucks when stressed

ATTRIBUTES First-aid ;; Cooking ;; 'Musician' [more like 'noisemaker']

STRENGTHS Dexterous ;; Fleet-footed ;; Keen-eyed ;; Polyglot ;; Precise ;; Quick-witted

WEAKNESSES Doormat ;; Self-depreciating ;; Sheltered ;; Shy ;; Too trusting ;; Unorganized

LIKES Shiny things ;; Puzzles ;; Riddles ;; Warm climates ;; Tropical flavors ;; Sours ;; Sweets

DISLIKES Cold climates ;; Bitter flavors ;; Unfriendly persons ;; Conflict ;; Silence ;; Dolls

FEARS Failure ;; Pediophobia

OTHER

She has a custom step-stool since she's... 'vertically challenged'.

She's fond of goth fashion, and it would be ok to assume she doesn't own a single pair of pants; Eden is always seen wearing either an actual dress, a shirt/sweater long enough to be a dress, or a skirt. She usually couples her outfits with jackets and rather risqué chokers.

She has a lip ring [labret piercing].

She always has some sort of mini-puzzle on her [normally a Rubik's cube].

PopcornPie · Oct 6th 2019

With medic taken, I could take the gunslinger.

PopcornPie · Oct 6th 2019

Kian Aberbana/26/Sephonese/Male/Gunslinger

Distortion~ · Oct 6th 2019

Track! (I might genderbend Cameron if you want me to!)

Cameron Ricochet | 23 | Mixed | Feminine | Wanderer

GaryStu · Oct 6th 2019

i thought about this as soon as i saw the gunslinger was a snake

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Filament · Oct 8th 2019

Chloe Morino ; Twenty-two, Kutyavilaga, Engineer's assistant

Audreys_Amateur_Art · Oct 9th 2019

“Everything is going to be fine, they’ll find her you don’t need to worry.”

Penelope straightened her husband’s medals and looked up at him smiling, she could see the stress on his face. To any passerby it would look like nothing, just the brittle face of an aged soldier, but she had been married to the man for 26 years and knew that look well.

“I am not worried about her...” Alekzander huffed and stepped away from his wife. He looked at himself in the mirror, “I just don’t understand why she wou- How this could-” He paused and walked over to the door, not wanting to linger on the thought that his only daughter could be caged away somewhere; injured, scared and unable to help herself. He clenched his fists tightly pushing the thoughts away. This is no time to be worrying, people need answers, a leader, I have to be focused.He stood there silent for a long time until penelope walked over to him and gently grabbed his hands in hers and pulled his attention to her.

“I’m worried too, but you have to have faith that she is ok. I know you think that she’s been whisked away by some ruffian, or kidnapped by a mere enemy of the state; but you know as well as I do that she’s always wanted to leave. I really do think she just ran away.” She pulled Alek closer to herself and lifted a hand to gingerly stroke his cheek; Alek relaxed a bit feeling his wife’s tender touch and leaned on the weight.

“But I don’t understand why she would want to leave.” He closed his eyes. “Were we not good parents?” The tenseness in Alek’s body softening as he started to let the worry show.

“No, my love. Sadly, I think she takes after me. I am the only girl that caught your attention after all.” Penelope brought her husband in for a hug and they stood there in their bedroom, just embracing each other...

Kane opens the door to the Conference room; looking around, he could tell that he was one of the last hunters to arrive to the conference. The room was full of bounty hunters from all over the solar system, most of them he knew, but a few were faces he had never seen before. Examining the room itself, Kane could tell that it was either a dining hall or a ballroom that the family had fashioned to be a conference room for this event. He figured this was the best place to hold it, since this was the second largest room in the house, including the foyer. The walls in the room didn’t have much on them aside from a few mirrors and spaces where paintings had been that he guessed were removed to prevent anyone from stealing them. He could understand why though, he wouldn’t trust many of the people here with his own ship. Let alone, his own livelihood. Examining the hunters in the room, his eyes land on Robyn sitting in one of the front rows, she must have gotten there way earlier than him. A smirk forms on his face, and he saunters over to her, the poor dog with her back to him wouldn’t expect him to come up from behind. He moves into the row behind her and places his hands on her shoulders. “I thought you were gonna wait for me at the door?”

CHIMAERA · Oct 9th 2019

"No need to be nervous... they're just here for the meeting. Just the meeting. Ooonly the meeting."

She sat hunched in the foremost row of seats, her hands in her lap and fingers curled around a small, colorful cube; a puzzle of sorts. She seemed... nervous – although her digits busied themselves with twisting and turning the puzzle her gaze was elsewhere, flickering over each and every face from behind the dark curtain of her plumage. She paused her fiddling momentarily to reach a single hand up to her head, and with a harsh pluck she snatched a single obsidian feather from her scalp, twirled it between her fingers, then placed it upon her lap before she resumed both her absentminded actions and wary staring. She had gotten here early and thus was able to examine each and every individual that entered the room – with each new face her nervousness grew.

"I haven't done anything wrong... why am I so nervous?" She silently chastised herself for being so skittish, but her thoughts seemed to have no effect, for she still continued to nervously fiddle with the trinket in her hands. "They're just bounty hunters. They collect bounties. Nothing to be scared of," a soft sigh escaped her lips this time, tailed by a quiet chitter of sorts, and she seemed to decompress a little. "So what if I'm not one of them? Someone needs help, and I can help... probably," as her initial thought crossed her mind she seemed to straighten up a little, gaining some confidence, but once doubt struck she slouched back over, almost... defeated. "Who am I kidding... I'm just a medic! Not some... fancy gun-slinging hunter..." a small frown curved her lips downward as they parted in another sigh, and after a moment she ceased fiddling with her puzzle and pocketed it, her hands now rested in her lap. She took the next moment to stare at one of her palms, which she turned upward to gaze at.

"When was the last time I fired a gun? Have I ever fired a gun? I think they're all too big for me..."

Her frown deepened, and she closed her hand into a fist. The other slowly trailed up to her plumage once more, and with yet another harsh jerk she plucked another feather, but winced this time. "Ouch..." she hissed softly, gingerly rubbing her scalp as she placed the freshly picked feather next to the other, and her fingertips gently brushed the barbs. Her short, scaled legs kicked freely into the air, never once skimming the ground; how she managed to hop onto the chair was a mystery.

ooc: aaa, it's kinda short, sorry! i'll get better with interaction, haha.

PopcornPie · Oct 9th 2019

Kian glided into the room on his smooth, chubby tail, his head high to survey his fellow hunters. "Hey, all!" His merry tone brought a brief flash of warmth to the cold and somber air. "We're working together on the Raven case, right?" To make it clear how lighthearted he was about the situation, he didn't even bother to wear formal attire, instead donning a scarlet hoodie and gray sweatpants. One leg contained his tail, the other hung limp like a shed skin. He'd tied off the end of the empty leg so it could carry his beloved pistol, Little John. It was kind of like a gigantic pocket.

"So, when are we going to go bring the raven back to her flock?" The serpent boy asked, choosing a cozy support beam to climb onto. "I know I'm not early. I've never been early for anything in my whole life." He sighed, gazing at his tail. "Oh, wait, are we meant to sit down there?" With a reluctant tone, he slipped off the beam with his tail coiling below him like a spring, landing smoothly on a seat somewhere in the middle.

Distortion~ · Oct 9th 2019

Cameron wore something many would consider rather formal, also not rather feminine but that's another thing. She wore a vest over a crimson button-up shirt. Her hair was in a ponytail centered on the back of her head. This is about where the formal ends; Below the vest, she's wearing boot-cut jeans and black combat boots. Honestly it looks like she's trying to be prepared for anything.

She wasn't a bounty hunter per se, she just wanted her name across the galaxy. Rescuing a princess was a surefire way to do that. (Her name might be at the very bottom of a group list, but she had to start somewhere.) She watched as a latecomer assaulted a dog woman from behind. The wanderer didn't know anyone personally but knew many probably did, so let it slide because he seemed friendly with her. A snake guy with pants (Both leg holes and everything!) also came in and Cameron audibly sighed. Everyone was being all social like and she didn't really care, but in an effort to not be very much excluded, and to make herself more appealing to the group, she approached him and sat down next to him.

"So, what's in that extra leg hole of yours?" she asked conversationally, though she didn't really care and immediately started on her own thing. "I've been most places, and know the top places a runaway would try first. I'll- we?-'ll definitely find her!" her voice got progressively and pointedly louder and more and more directed at the Baertsches.

PopcornPie · Oct 9th 2019

Kian gave a welcoming grin at Cameron as she settled next to him, wondering why she seemed glum. "Hey, don't worry, Raven's gonna be okay. She's sure to be found one way or another, now that everyone knows she's missing!" He rolled around on his tail, trying to get more comfortable, making no effort to hide the large object in his "extra" leg. Naturally, he had Cameron's curiosity. "Oh, yeah." Kian reached into his sweatpants, smoothly pulling out his gun. "They call me Robin Hood, and this is Little John!" He was unfazed by the light glinting off Little John, instead tilting his head as Cameron spoke. Did she want to look for Raven alone? It didn't sound very efficient to him.

"Why, of course it'll be 'we'!" He replied cheerfully, laying Little John on his lap. "Can't have a girl be lost, especially not in times like these!" He'd seen firsthand how terrible life was when you didn't have a roof over your head. Hell, he was even treated as a god in some alleyways. In turn, it must've been a god who gave him such amazing aim. If he couldn't kill, he could at least paralyze, allowing others to finish the job. "You think she thought this through? I mean, I thought I heard that a war was brewin'."

Chloe Morino · Oct 10th 2019

Chloe had been zoning out on her a PDA when the others began to speak their pieces and her ears swiveled excitedly to hear them. What a fascinating group of adventurers, she was already excited to work with them. Her brows were raised attentively and her curled tail wagged against her back in anticipation. All of this excitement made her feel warm in the soft red turtleneck she was wearing and she twiddled her fingers impatiently.

All of these emotions were stopped and she stood up abruptly as Kian began to wave his gun around. "Wow, what a badass gun, oh man you'll have to let me oil it sometime or something, wow!" She gushed at the gun, her brown eyes practically glittering. Settling down and slightly embarrassed, she sat back into her chair dramatically. "I'm sure that she will be okay, I know that we won't let anything hurt her. She'll be safe and sound in no time." The shiba-girl chimed in hopefully, managing to keep swears out of a sentence for once.

TheMostUnsociable · Oct 16th 2019

Robyn jumped slightly at the touch of her partner and squeaked. Peering up at him, she pulled her shoulder away and gave him a stern look.

"Where the heck have you been? You said you would be her half an hour ago."

The small Kutya complained, motioning to her watch and then the room. Straightening the burgundy jumpsuit with the patch of The Silver Hare on the lapel, Robyn regained her composure and tilted her head.

"What I was trying to do was get us a better seat. The closer we are to the front the better I can hear, 'cause God knows you won't listen unless someone is waving a bottle of alcohol in front of you."

She countered haughtily. After a moment she surveyed the room and grunted.

"Bunch of no good space hobos."

PopcornPie · Oct 16th 2019

"Gosh, you think so? Thanks!" Kian's scales practically glimmered with pride. "He's gotten me through thick and thin!" His tail began to wag. "Countless bounties! Countless! You name it, I've slain it! I bet I've tasted every kind of meat in the-YOW" He'd gotten careless with his tongue again, and the poor muscle took a fang right to the center. The snake recoiled, rubbing his tongue against the roof of his mouth.

Chloe Morino · Oct 17th 2019

Her excitement ceased briefly as a single blot of negativity seemed to darken the room. Her tail ceased its wagging against her back and she turned to look at Robyn, her smile not fading but an offended look in her eyes. "Space hobo?" The woman questioned, clearly hurt by the comment. Chloe came from a proud people and to have someone who didn't even rightly know her insinuate that she was merely here for a free ride made her mad.

"I'm sorry, M'am-" the words started through almost grit teeth but she calmed herself. "I didn't go to school to be a space hobo, I'm here to help with maintenance and repairs on the Silver Hare." Luckily for Chloe, Kian chimed in, seeming unfazed by the woman's rudeness. Maybe he hadn't heard her, either way, it dragged Chloe's attention back to something less volatile.

"I really do, if you'd trust me, maybe we could clean and oil it before our first mission, if we have time?" The bi-color woman would offer, tail beginning to wag again.

To The Stars [CLOSED, RP, Semi-lit]

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