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1 yr ago
NGL I haven’t roleplayed in years but I still log in every so often to see if any friends from the old days hit me up. It’s nice to see that every once in a while
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9 yrs ago
I'd dropkick my 14 yr old self
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9 yrs ago
People who get excited to talk about music are my favorite kinds of people
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9 yrs ago
Positive vibes time! I hope you get that job you're applying for! I hope you pass that test coming up! I hope ya'll achieve what ya'll set out to today!
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9 yrs ago
It's nice being thought of. If you're ever thinking of someone, tell them. People appreciate that shit.
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@LC@Queen Arya@ErosSense@Theyra@Skwint@baraquiel

First IC post is up! Thank you all for remaining patient while the two weeks of OT was kicking my ass. Each room is individually tailored to each character so feel free to describe your character's room to your heart's content. Each room has more than enough space for whatever you have in mind, so go crazy.
Amara stands still for a long moment, head tilted forward. Her hands braced the cool tile, letting the water beat down on her neck and shoulders. Her curly hair clings to her skin in dark, heavy spirals as steam curls around her like a soft, rising veil. The water poured down in a steady stream, hot enough to sting, just how she likes-or rather, needs it. Her breathing was steady, slower now as the noises in her head began to dull. She exhales shakily, as if the steam is coaxing the tension out of her. She doesn’t scrub. Doesn’t rush. Just stands there, letting the heat wash over her. It had been approximately five years since the last time she was a pilot, let alone a captain and leader of a crew. The old memories from before still flashed in her mind like new. The smell of fire, soot, and blood rushed her nostrils whenever she thought of the incident.

It was officially her first day reinstated as a pilot. Amara didn’t know what strings ExoGenesis pulled to get her here, but for now it wasn’t worth questioning. This was her chance of redemption, to complete the goal she set for herself since a little girl. It also meant she was the first to arrive at the ship itself, located on Outpost Vega.

Outpost Vega was the primary shipping dock suspended in the silent void above Prime Earth, stretching out like a skeletal ring around the edge of a massive orbital station. Each docking bay was a self-contained hive of activity - drones zipped through the air like a swarm of metallic insects, their paths precise and efficient. Their tiny engines hum and whine above the din, weaving between much larger vessels with practiced indifference. Some carried tools, welding seams with bright sparks; while others ferry cargo crates stacked with unknown contents, stamped in interstellar barcodes and alien glyphs.

Crowds moved along wide, grated walkways beneath flickering holosigns and glowing hazard strips. Dockhands in industrial harnesses shouted comms and unloaded cargo with practiced ease. A merchant hustles across the platform dragging a lev-cart piled high with engine cores, arguing loudly with a robotic customs officer whose facial tendrils twitch in irritation. Behind them all stood Amara at the entrance of the Stellar Horizon. Her dark, curly, hair was styled into a tight-bun in the back of her head. She wore a general dark navy blue captain's uniform with a utility belt around her waist.

Amara peered down at her watch. As grateful as she was for the position, it was weird to her that ExoGenesis insisted the crew’s first meeting day be during takeoff day. Normally, it would be a week or two before takeoff with a crew this small. However, she didn’t find it wise to openly question the only place that would employ her. “Well, today is the day PROXY, Orion…” Amara spoke to the two AI attached to the ship, from her watch. “Let’s hope for no unpleasant surprises.” She began preparing to greet each member of her crew with a warm smile, and proper introduction. Amara would express her desire for everyone to get to their rooms and make themselves comfortable before having their own “Meet n Greet” in the control room.

Smooth, curved walls arc overhead the control room like the inside of a seashell. It was broken only by seamless panels and dim-lit consoles that stretched across the perimeter. Everything was bathed in a cool, almost serene, soft blue glow as thin strips of azure light traced the floor and ceiling, pulsing faintly with the rhythm of the ship’s systems. At the center of the room, Amara swivels the command chair gently, surrounded by a semi-circle of touchscreens and input pads. Holographic displays float above the main controls, flickering with telemetry readouts, star maps, and alien signals scrolling in languages not yet fully decoded.

Amara’s fingers danced around the controls as a 3D representation of the uncharted system they were to explore spins before her. The atmosphere was calm, focused. Blue light reflects faintly in the glass, like a calm ocean waiting just outside the hull. Once everyone was present, Amara would stand with a smile and glance over everyone present. There were certainly some characters present, and not as professional as she became accustomed too. This wasn’t her first rodeo with a ragtag group, so she knew how to keep an open mind.

“Hello everyone, once again my name is Amara West and I will be your Captain and Pilot on this journey. It’s nice to meet you all finally, I’ve heard great things!” Amara West was a name that rings bells upon most ears. The infamous story of the prodigy that started her career fresh out of high school, told to be designed for great things before an incident at the age of twenty-six. Most never heard or saw from her again, with the rumor being that she died or commit suicide out of depression. That rumor would be finally laid to rest, today. Her tone carried that of an experienced Captain, who knew exactly what to say. The slight shake to her tone carried that of one who hadn’t been in the field for sometime. Alongside the dryness of her voice that told she hadn’t raised her voice in a while. Nevertheless, she stood firm and fully confident.

“Look I’ll cut the bullshit. I know this might be tedious for some of you, but we have mandatory twelve-hour shifts and we’re going to be together for at least a year. So we have to get this out of the way sooner or later.” She puts her hands on her hips. “My first order as Captain: We’re going to state our names, occupation, and throw in a fun fact while we’re at it. After that, we’ll get down to business and start our flight.”
@baraquiel Yes, we're still accepting. Most roles are filled, so I'll PM you options and we can go from there.


OOC is up!
Here it is folks!

@ErosSense@Queen Arya@LC@Theyra

You can place sheets in the character tab and then expect a PM from me.

@ChronicleMan@Skwint

If you're still with us, continue taking your time with your CS. If you have any questions I'm here.
Stellar Horizon: The Echo Protocol


Two hundred years ago humanity lived on a singular planet known as (Prime) Earth. Humanity would have their first encounter with an alien then; a microbe brought by a meteor that destroyed an entire city and began poisoning the air. Nations came together, knowing that they would have to work together or all die. Ship-construction for space-exploration began, with the construction of FTL (Faster-Than-Light) technology being developed as well. Once the first five vessels were assembled the greatest minds on Earth were sent aboard with the mission of colonizing planets suitable for human life, and terraforming planets that weren’t. The mission was an ultimate success, and with newfound research and technology, was able to cure humanity and save Prime Earth. Humans now serve as a powerhouse within the galaxy, despite being one of the youngest species to exist. This brings us here, to the modern day:

The crew of the Stellar Horizon, a state-of-the-art exploration vessel, is tasked with investigating a strange anomaly detected deep within the uncharted regions of space. This anomaly, known only as “The Echo,” is a mysterious phenomenon that has baffled scientists and stargazers for decades. It emits inexplicable signals, seemingly a distress call, originating from a region previously thought to be devoid of life and technological presence.

The Stellar Horizon’s mission is simple: Travel to “The Echo’s” coordinates, investigate the source, and report findings.


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Posting Expectations?: I’m not a hard-ass on this as everyone has lives. I’m looking for committed players who don’t mind a slow-burn-esque roleplay. I currently work four days in a row, ten hours, with other life commitments so I understand if writing can’t be a top priority. Collaborations between players are heavily encouraged here, and those take time. As long as we’re moving at a healthy rate, I have no problems as I prefer quality over quantity. Once a week may be a minimum if we’re moving the story along, but once again, I’m not a hard-ass.

Can I Die?: In this game, anything is possible. I’m not looking for this to be a slaughter-fest, but this is a deep-space cosmic horror exploration game. Actions have consequences, and that’s what makes it a fun and interesting narrative.

Humans Only?: Sadly, yes. I considered allowing alien races, but for the narrative set, I think humans or majority humans works best for now. ExoGenesis is an Earth based company with the motto, "Seeding the Future, Evolving Humanity Beyond the Stars." after all. I’m not above allowing an exception, however, but it would have to be very convincing and well-written. (Telepath is fine)

Discord? Here.

Your Q&A didn’t answer my question!: Feel free to ask here or PM me. Otherwise, just use common sense. We’ve all RPed before so no need to state the obvious no godmodding, breaking site rules, etc.

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Once again, my CS isn't pretty. Feel free to customize at will, as long as the necessary information is provided.



@ErosSense@ChronicleMan@Skwint@Theyra

If you use it, I've made a discord for the group. Not a requirement to join, but it is a faster way to get in touch with me if need be.
@Theyra Apologies for the late response. Yes, that's fine. You have full creative freedom to create whatever backstory you like. Space is vast, and humans are colonized on a multitude of planets both apart of Earth as well as independent. However, if you would like more Lore regarding certain factions hinted at in the OP (IEF: Interstellar Exploration Federation, ExoGenesis) to help brainstorm, then I can happily provide it.
@LC Once again, looking great! Whenever you and @Skwint come to a resolution, I'll dm you the extra stuff
(the .308 revolver genuinely made me laugh out loud)

@Theyra Not too late at all! Arya and LC are the only two with solidified spots at the moment as they were directly invited. Feel free to fill out for a spot or if you'd like, go for an alternative role. Here are some alternatives to choose from, or we can work together to create a role closest to what you're already interested in.

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