Jones Sparrow

The Marauders (A new Adventure)

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The Marauders (A new Adventure)

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The Marauders (A new Adventure)

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The Marauders (A new Adventure)

Name: Raymond Chase

AKA: Ray, Cap, Atlas, The Marauder

Age: 27

Race: Human

Appearance:

Raymond

--Raymond also has a nasty, burnt scar in the shape of an "M" on the side of his neck for being on the Rock. It's the mark of a murderer.

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Leader, ace fighter pilot, and his military experience has made him a jack of all trades.

Bio:

His Story

I was actually born and raised on Earth, which is not that common now a days for an explorer. A modest, humble place in the heart of the United States named Colorado. My dad left our family when I was really young, and although I don't remember him fully, I know what he looked like. Mom always assured me and my sister that he was the greatest man she ever met, and will come back to us one day. But that never happened. Our family tree went all the way back to Leif Erikson, and our great great great great great grandfather was on board the first space shuttle out of our solar system... But that was my father's side, and he left a long time ago. My mom was broken by the fact that he was gone, but she kept a brave face on for us, and assured that he would be back. She drank more and more as time went, but she took care of my sister and I with great care... And then He showed up. My father's apparent best friend started to get friendlier and friendlier with my my mom, and soon enough they married. He was a disgrace of a man. He did nothing but smoke, drink, and yell at my mom. When he wasn't doing that, he was beating me for standing up for her.

But my mother never left. Maybe if she knew the fate of my dad she would have done something. Her sadness weighed her down, left her the broken pieces of the woman she once was. She obviously wasn't in love with the Gabe. I had no idea why we stuck around with him. I started to rebel against him. I got into fights at school, I would fight back against the step dad, make my attacks look like accidents, and would constantly try and get Gabe arrested so he would leave our family alone. But it never worked. The best days were when my sister, my mom and I were alone in the house. We would act like a family, and be happy, and my cold side would melt away as my mom would comfort me.

One night I came home from school to find my mother in a bloody mess on the ground, my sister crying with a bloody nose, and the stench of liquor filling my nose as I saw my step dad over them. I finally snapped, and fought him off. My mom would often compare me to my dad. Strong, brave, willing to step up and do what's right... But as I punched Gabe for everything he did, I thought if my dad was so great, then why did he leave his family with this mess.

That was the start of my criminal record. After that my step father never pressed charges on me, my mom isaid it was all an accident, but he sent me to a military school... At the spire. The Galactic Committee's headquarters. Turns out I also come from a long line of decorated soldiers in the Chase family, so they were eager to take me in. I never considered myself as a soldier, but the more I got compared to my dad, the more I got angry with him. He sounded perfect, too good to be true, and yet my mother was a struggling mess, my sister had PTSD, and I was thousands of lightyears away to do anything to protect him. So to me, Todd Chase wasn't that special.

I was on eof the top in my class when I eventually graduated, and had my own squadron and ship. We were a peace keeping unit that dealt with new interactions with alien colonies, or any hate crime distributions, or attacks on Committee owned areas. One of the Committee's enemies planned a terrorist attack on a new allied colony that recently joined the Committee. We were there just in case, but the ambush worked beautifully for them. It left my whole squadron dead, except me, but I didn't leave uninjured. I had many scars, a severe concussion, and my left hand now had a horrible shake. I was nicknamed Atlas for withstanding and having to live with all the pain and punishment during that specific battle.

I was put on medical leave to go back home and see my family. I wanted to see them for so long, to hug my mom and sister and to find some sort of peace with them. They always knew how to comfort me in my troubling times. But as a got home, I got the worst news you could ever get. Jamie Chase died after "falling down the stairs" two years ago. One year after that, my step father wasted the family inheritance, and was so unstable to take care of my sister that they took her away. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. She blamed me for not staying, and refused to tell me where she was now. More weight was put on my shoulders. I was heartbroken, unable to think straight...My step dad ruined my life.

I wanted to fight him, to kill the man who murdered my mother and took away my sister... But I didn't. My left arm was still too badly hurt. My heart couldn't take it, and so I left without a word to that man. The next morning the Committee police were at my hotel door, and I was charged for the murder of my step dad, and my next door neighbors. Since I visited yesterday expecting my family, my prints were fresh at the house. I was court marshaled, found guilty very quickly, and was sent to the highest security prison in the Galaxy known as The Rock.

I was 22 at this time. I was broken. I hated my step father. I hated that I was in prison for a crime I didn't do but wish I did. I was mad at the Committee for finding the wrong guy, for throwing me here after years of my service to them... But most of all, I was mad at my dad. Wherever he was, I hoped he was miserable with the fact that he left his perfect family behind, and I hoped he found out that his wife was dead, his daughter was traumatized, and his son was in jail. I hoped that crushed him more than it crushed me.

Then the Committee came to my cell. They offered me another chance to make myself something other than a husk in a cell. They offered me a ship, a chance to lead. To be a Stellar Explorer. They told me it was a suicide mission, that I would most likely die within days by some pirate brigade, or get swallowed up by some giant plant on some planet... But a part of my held an idiotic concept. I had hope that I would be able to clear my name, or to find my father, or see my sister again... I accepted, and I was the owner of a new Assault Class Exploration Ship: "The Monroe."

I was assigned a team, my natural leadership skills and military experience made them trust me a bit more than most... But my time in the COMMITTEE military left some tension with members of the crew since they were criminals. That soon faded when we survived our first assignment... Fighting a fleet of invisible ant-men type aliens on a remote planet surrounded by quick sand... Our reputation grew mission after mission. Whether it be planet data collection, or recon strikes. We became the best exploration team in the galaxy, and got the title: The Marauders because some crew members demanded payment, or looted the place after a mission, or having no mercy on pirates that assaulted us. Personally, I didn't care about that. I took what I needed, and didn't care what most of my crew did. I was too focused on finding my sister.

It's not been an easy ride. I've made close friends, and I've lost many of them. There are some old seasoned veterans on the team, and new guys. I would do anything to keep them safe, and I continue my search for my father, and have been pestering the Committee to let me see my sister again... I've never told anyone about my past. All they know is that I was put away for killing my step dad and neighbors... And yet they trust me. I will protect my ship, and my crew with my life... But there are only a very select few that know about my past and my alternate goals, though. Maybe my past will come back to haunt me... But for now, I'll go along with this ride... I'm with great people, and although we are technically on a suicide mission, I've had some fun. What can I say? A group of crazies and criminals do know how to have a good time.

Personality: Contrary to many criminal stereotypes, Ray can be noble. He is brave, and headstrong, and a bit of a smartass, especially to the Committee. He hides his past with jokes and sarcasm, and he takes his role as a leader very seriously. Although most of his crew are criminals, he trusts them with his life, and he has a strong sense of protection-- especially towards children and mothers. Ever since he lost his squad when he served in the military he feels that every casualty taken on his crew is solely his fault, and it wears him down no matter how hard he tries to hide it. He may look like he doesn't care about certain things, or what people think about him, but deep down he does. He isn't a murderer, or a criminal. Just a guy who has had a lot of bad luck.

Weapons: An old Colt Revolver that has been modified to shoot elemental charges. It has been in the Chase family for a very long time. Raymond also has a combat glove, the knuckles equipped with G-force technology, when it makes contact with an opponent it sends a mach-speed punch, producing a large bass-y boom as well. The glove also produces an electric whip that can expand up to ten feet from his palm.

Star-Fighter:

Raven

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One of the first generation star-fighters, Raymond first flew Raven during his time in the Military, when he was put in charge of the Marauders he found out that his fighter was sent to be scrapped. During a mission to recover intel from a wreck on a junk planet, he found his old ship sitting there to rot. He managed to fly it back to the Monroe and patched it up over the three years of being a Marauder.

Family/Relationships?: Has a strong and complicated relationship with the Monroe's Doctor, Luirae Driani. They have known each other since Raymond took control of the Monroe. She's the only one who knows the true story of what happened to Ray. Although most of the crew notices Ray's attraction to the doctor, his past and his sentence keeps him from saying anything to anyone.

Other: Ray loves playing old music whenever they are relaxing, or when flying Raven.

The Marauders (A new Adventure)

@Forsythe

That could work! The "discovered in the IC" might be a bit more tricky though, I don't want to leave you in a spot where you can't post because we haven't gotten there yet XD

A Space Adventure! (Maruaders)

THE OOC IS UP!!!!

To everyone who read my CS from the last RP, I made some changed to him a little, so you can enjoy reading it if you want XD

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The Marauders (A new Adventure)

In 2030, the lonely isolate planet of Earth sent its first brave men and women to Mars, and 30 years after that, the United Nations sent a dozen more crews to the Red Planet to start colonizing. This was the birth of modern human space travel. It took them another hundred years to travel past Mars, and in 2338 humans set another milestone. They finally figured out the key to galactic travel. So, Earth embarked on the greatest and biggest expedition it has ever devised, to set out into the unknown and explore. It didn't take long for extra-terrestrial life to find and come into contact with the humans. The human race discovered an organization called the Galactic Committee; hundreds of thousands of different alien species and planets that agreed to universal law to maintain peace within the galaxy. In a matter of twenty years, humans added their influence to the galaxy by electing the first human diplomat into the Committee Council.

The year is now 2478, 120 years after humans joined the Committee. Ever since the humans entered, much more treaties, agreements and prosperity erupted. They have allies, they have exchanged technology, and it truly was the Human's Golden Age... But like every civilization, not everything was perfect. There are some alien races that have not accepted the Committee's terms and keep to themselves, other races have become intergalactic pirates. Planets will have their wars, diplomats will disagree, and crime is everywhere.

Stellar exploration has also declined in popularity. At first, the idea of going out into the unknown, charting and exploring new territories and recording them was exciting for the young and curious. When more and more expedition teams started disappearing, the morale and thought of going out quickly died out. The farther out explorers went from the known galaxy, the darker and deadlier it became in any direction. The harsh reality was that even though this was a Golden Age, there was always crime, and corruption.

The amount of volunteers to go out and explore plummeted. In desperation, the Galactic Committee formed a new law: Any criminal found guilty of any serious crime could go to jail... Or, they could sign up to be in the Expedition Force for the Committee. Many of the criminals who accepted to join died within weeks. Anyone who tried to escape the ships were killed, anyone who tried to attempt mutiny was killed, pirate raids and other complications on missions were practically suicide missions. Joining an expedition force was like going to the front of death row... But there is one team lead by a notorious fallen hero that has survived much longer than anyone ever has, and has been known to defuse galactic tension.

They are called "The Marauders." The crew is mostly composed of criminals, but some of the galaxy's best have joined the infamous group to help better the galaxy, or for the thrill of adventure. Many crew members have come and gone (mostly by death), but the commander and captain of the Marauders has survived through everything they've gone against.

The Golden Age is going strong, mostly due to the work of the Marauders. Will you accept the challenge, and become a Marauder?

BEFORE YOU APPLY FOR A POSITION, CHECK THE MARAUDERS TAB TO SEE IF ITS ALREADY TAKEN

LORE:

The Marauders

Captain
-Raymond Chase [Jones Sparrow]

The Monroe

The Monroe is a Third Generation Assault-Class Stellar Expedition Vessel. Although it is large, the Monroe is able to maneuver and attack during hostile engagement. It has a state of the art medical bay, research facility, scanners, an AI co-pilot that helps run and maintain the ship, and many more features. The Monroe is also equipped with a docking bay, where the crew can store valuables, and their own assault-class fighter vessels. The Monroe has survived longer than expected due to Captain Raymond Chase and his crew members for over three years of service.

Medical Bay and Genetics Lab

The Monroe is equipped with a state of the art medical bay run by Doctor Luirae Driani. Critical life sustaining beds, full body scanner that detects any health problem, a collection of almost every known poison, antidote, and medicine in the known galaxy, as well as a universal operating table meant for every known species, as well as a very large set of tools and equipment.



Connected to the Medical Bay is a highly advanced genetics lab. For three years the Marauders have been the top exploration crew in the galaxy, finding new life, and biological materials. With the lab they can diagnose and research anything they come across in their work, finding new cures to diseases, creating life, and many other experiments.

The Bridge

Although the Monroe isn't the latest version of Exploration Vessels, the Bridge is fully functional with pristine equipment. Blast resistant windows are in the front, with a deplorable holographic map of the known galaxy in the center. Along the sides are the ships scanners, reading levels, radar, hyperdrive console, and near the front is the manual ship controls. The AI Tango takes physical form in the bridge.

Ladders are near the front of the bridge, where you can go down to operate defense turrets, and each side has a docking bay door for evacuation, or to connect smaller ships to enter the Monroe.

Hangar Bay and Cargo Hold

Hangar Bay

"So the hangar bay where all ships are stored is the first thing you see when you enter from the rear docking gate. You see the striped floor from the bottom of the picture going to your right, and then swinging left to a lower section? That takes you to the cargo hold.."

Cargo Hold

"This is where all outbound and incoming shipments are stowed. Not much goes on here, apart from moving a bunch of containers around, but I like to use the space for an occasional pow wow with the crew."

The Galactic Committee

The Galactic Committee was founded five thousand years ago when The First Contact War ended between the two eldest alien races, the Tu'Veeri and the Yhei. The Committee is run by five of the most abundant species in the known galaxy: The Tu'Veeri, Yhei, The Fogei, the Furtim, and Humans. Hundreds of different species of aliens are under Committee rule, and all have a part in the organization. Their goal is to keep the known galaxy safe from intergalactic trouble on each space colony, enforcing treaty laws, and to expand further into the Golden Age of space travel. The home base for the Galactic Committee is a large space hub named the Spire, an impressive, large stationary piece of work created by the Yhei five thousand years ago. Stores, houses, shipping and trade, courthouses, jails, it has everything and anything.

The Spire

The Spire was a massive cylinder-like shape with the ends of it stopping in different lengths. It was elegant, flawless in design, with billions of small lights illuminating from the smooth metal surface. Although it is a cylindrical shape, a metal pillar goes through the center, working as the elevator leading to where the Galactic Council was located. Inside of the hollow cylinder though has its own state-of-the-art gravity system, where rivers, gardens, and its own atmosphere was created for viewing. Inside the Spire holds stores, houses, businesses, agencies, shipping yards, jails, courthouses, you name it. The upper districts are the more organized, prosperous and lawful, and the lower districts are more poor, sketchy, and hold underground gangs, black markets, and some of the worst criminals in the galaxy. It orbits around two golden stars orbiting each other.

The Galactic Council

The Committee is run by a Galactic council. Each of the five races have three representatives, with one Grand Chairman, making the council having 31 members. There are many other levels of this council, but this is the main one. Out of the three representatives is the Head Representative.

The Grand Chairman is almost always a Tu'Veeri or Yhei. As of now, it is a Tu'Veeri named G'Pol A wise, grayed haired warrior that spent most of his life fighting for the good of the Committee. He is a well respected politician, since most Tu'Veeri never lie and take their jobs 100 percent seriously.

Tu'Veeri

The first race to discover space travel over 5000 years ago. Their first contact with an alien species was with the second eldest species, the Yhei. Their race is known for their nobility, intense military training, and their ability to be very literal. The humans often refer to them as galactic knights.

Their race is slightly humanoid, and bipedal. They are almost always ginormous, with muscular frames, and a stiff composure. The males have lighter pigmented skin than the females. The Tu'Veeri are typically never shorter than 5'9". They have strong jaws, long dark hair (the color varies, but usually it is many colors except blonde), and their eyes constantly change color. Some Tu'Veeri have been known to be born with four arms due to ancestral lineage.

They reproduce with one mate for life, and due to their noble nature never cheat or divorce. Children are given a sheltered but very strict life until they are old enough to learn to fight, using their childhood to learn nobility and rules and the rest to master the art of war.

Although they are noble and considered the wisest, they did not get along with the Yhei. To them, they were advanced in their technology, but never found the need for space travel. They took each other as threats, both thinking they were supreme. For three centuries a war raged on, until ultimately the Tu'Veeri won. They both created a treaty to become allies, and thus, the Galactic Committee was formed. The Head Council member has almost always been Tu'Veeri. Although it has been a very long time since the First Contact War, the Tu'Veeri and Yhei still have differences and hold bitterness at certain times.

Their home planet of Noi is located closer to the center of the Milky Way Galaxy. Their planet, like Earth, is the only planet that had life until they started to branch out. Filled with rolling hills and elegant sunsets, their technology is state of the art, with castle-like buildings, and bustling utopias. Being with noble nature they have limited building on their planet to give it a natural look and to honor their heritage. The children go out to learn to fight in the rolling hills and vast mountain ranges. Their greatest source of water is one giant ocean, the Tu'Veeri can filter any water no matter how contaminated.

The Yhei

The Yhei have always been the most technologically advanced. They were so focused in their own world and creations, that they found the need to leave their home planet least priority. When the Tu'Veeri appeared, though, they took them as a threat. Pirates that wanted their treasures and advancements.

While the Tu'Veeri were focused on the noble art of war, The Yhei constantly fought their wars with tricks and guerrilla warfare. They hold on for quite a while, but the force and skill of their enemies was too much, and the fighting turned pointless. The Yhei soon surrendered. They agreed on the surprisingly reasonable terms of the Tu'Veeri, but always held a bitterness towards them. The Yhei were in charge of creating the home station of the Galactic Committee on an isolated planet in between the Yhei and Tu'Veeri's homeworlds. It was the largest biologically made structure in the galaxy, and welcomed any species willing to cooperate.

The Yhei are lightweight, and to humans look like a mix of a human and frog. They are born with six fingers on each hand, very skinny arms, an large heads. They also have two alligator-type eyes, and all have grins to make anyone uneasy. Their skin tone varies from each individual, but there is always a small tinge of orange pigment.

Although they are one of the founders of the Committee, they spend most of their times as inventors, scavengers, and researchers. They take pride in their work, and usually think little of the intelligence of other races, so they mostly dwell in the lower levels of the Committee hub, in hospitals, or on their homeworld.

Their Homeworld is located only 3 lightyears away from the Tu'Veeri, thus making it easy for them to be the first contacted. The Planet Muck is filled with large swamps, and acidic rain. To make up for it, the Yhei have built mighty cities above world that is extremely durable, and have most of their biggest cities underwater for protection. Only rarely do the Yhei get outsiders to travel to their planet. Mostly everything on their planet is steam powered due to the abundance of water.

The Forgei

The Forgei got their spot on the Galactic Committee due to their large abundance of wealth. Most (but not all) of this race are familiar with precious materials all over the world. They are a civilization of collectors. They rarely fight physically due to their short nature (their normal height is around 5'6"). To humans the Forgei look like lemurs, with only three toes on each of their very large feet. Their fur is lightly blue and be as dark as purple, their four yellow eyes are their most dominant feature on their face, and the strongest limb they have is their tails.

When they were first found by the Committee three thousand years ago, they were quick to try and ally with the organization. They were obviously the wealthiest. Their home planet has a very large abundance of the rarest material in the galaxy: Light Stone. A rock that's so enriched with elements, characteristics and reactions that it radiates a warm yellow glow. It is the secret to intergalactic travel, and used for many new weapons that the Forgei have now produced.

The Forgei serve as the Committee's funding party, and rarely have any of their kind in the Committee's military. Instead they keep to politics, having most of them running smaller levels of the Committee. Although they do not fight, they have a very strong voice and say on what goes on in the galaxy due to their wealth, and currently do not think that stellar exploration is a good idea.

The Forgei are from a planet known as Losc, a planet heavily filled with rainforests and jungles. Everything on the planet is so rich in elements that it looks almost as if the planet itself was alive. The Forgei are very protective of their riches, and rarely let visitors travel to their planet.

The Furtim

The Furtim were the hardest to locate, and quite possibly the most mysterious. They appeared to the Committee three thousand years ago, but have claimed to be watching them for quite some time.

Although extremely polite and very literal, the Furtim have the ability of natural camouflage. The Furtim never blink, their giant dark eyes giving them an owl-like head movement, twitching and turning towards any sudden noises. The Furtim don't have noses, only two slits where it would be, they are around 6 feet tall, the women are only a couple inches shorter. The most noticeable trait is their scales. Their scales are constantly moving, soft to the touch, yet very very strong, and have no definite color. For the most part they are normally a dark gray, but are known to change color depending on the Furtim's mood. The scales give them the ability of natural camouflage, being able to turn almost completely invisible. Although humanoid, they resemble lizards to Humans.

Before they made contact with the Committee they would often live in secrecy, observing, calculating. They are incredibly religious and have high sense or moral codes due to it... but that doesn't mean they are peaceful. They are known for being quiet assassins for hire, although they don't accept just money as payment. They must be called by a ritual, and you must have a justifiable cause for your target to die.

Because of their literate nature they are often confused as being cold, unforgiving, and cruel, but in reality they are sympathetic to anyone who shows their emotions, and once you have their loyalty and trust, they will never betray you.

Their home planet is mostly dense forests, and large glistening lakes. Many would debate that the Furtim homeworld, Nox, is the most beautiful in the known galaxy. The world is still, nature is the most significant feature, and the Furtim usually live within the trees in elegant, yet simple, houses, and have countless beautiful shrines to their gods.

The Enemy

Nothing is just set in black and white. Not everyone who came across the Galactic Committee joined up and agreed with their laws... When you create an organization with a military and purpose, there will always be someone that goes against you. In the early years of the Committee when it was just the Tu'Veeri and Yhei they stumbled upon a race that they described as pure evil.

The Dread

Although this race is the biggest threat to the Galactic Committee, they haven't been seen for four thousand years. The historical records state that the very first stellar exploration group found their home planet. Many species have a name for this world, but it roughly translates to the same thing through all languages: "Hell."

The exploration ship eventually made it back to the Spire, but inside the ship held the aftermath and the new species' reply. The halls were painted red, no bodies were ever found, and only one message was written in the blood: Death

That proved two things to the Committee: Not everyone was working towards peace, and they were intelligent, and deadly. The Committee soon went to war. Their cargo ships were intercepted, colonies would be attacked, and many encounters occurred with this race. In defiance of the this evil enemy, they never called them by their own name, but instead called them The Dread. The Dread quite enjoyed that name.

They were locked in what seemed to be an eternal war, but the Committee had more firepower, and more funding... And one day, the Dread vanished without a trace. No one knows where they went, or why they went, but the constant fear of them coming back made the Tu'Veeri and Yhei paranoid. They set up secret plans for when that day would come, but after four thousand years they still haven't been seen. They have now become a legend. Myths that parents tell kids to get them to do something. There are stories about meeting The Dread right before you die... Most people try to hide their fear with these stories, but the Tu'Veeri and Yhei rarely talk about them, and there have been occasional reports of people seeing the species every once in a while.

Because of the time span, and the legends, no one knows that the Dread look like anymore. Some describe them as blood red dragon skin with sinister horns coming out of their body, others say they are so pale white they are almost translucent, and can kill you with just a glance from their menacing pitch black eyes. Most of the Committee is afraid of traveling too far out in the galaxy in fear that they will run in to the Dread again.

RULES:

1) Although I classified the five major species in the Galaxy, you don't have to be those five! You can make your own race of alien, you just have to run it by me before! And don't make it a "god race" where it is perfect and nothing can harm/kill it!

2) This RP is going to really be story driven! So please no simple sentences for posts! I prefer quality over quantity, but "He went into the room" is not a good way to keep the story going!

3) Don't be mean to each other! Respect is important here! So if you have a problem with someone, either talk it out in a PM or let me or the Co-GM's know so they can handle it as well!

4) This will have a ton of different elements in it! Romance, action, humor, adventure, drama, and more! So this isn't for the young kiddos out there! haha

5) Due to difficulties in the past, there won't be anyone with the same team position, so no Co-Doctor, pilot, etc. It limits what certain people do and how they interact with the rest of the crew.

6) SOME JOBS WILL BE MORE ACTIVE THAN OTHERS! Please keep that in mind when taking a job like "Interpreter" will be less involved in certain situations than others. It's not because no one likes you. But if you're committed, and talk to the Co/GM then i promise no one will be left out!

7) We would really like committed people to join this, people who will stick with this, because it makes it more fun for everyone! But if anything happens, or you have to leave, please let us know, it'll help the transitions

8)There will be times in the RP where we will go to stop at a port or at the Spire, this will be the time when people can leave the RP, or join, me and the Co-GM will keep everyone updated when that happens

9) If you have any questions regarding the RP me and the Co-GM's are more than willing to help out in any way!

10) if you are going to be gone for a certain amount of time, please tell us before hand! Also little status updates are helpful too! It shows us who is still interested and wants to keep moving on, or of something got in the way of you posting!

11) Until we know how many people are going to be in this RP, please limit yourself to one character Unless you talk to me or the Co-GM

CHARACTER SHEET:

Name:
AKA: optional
Age:
Race: Human, Tu'Veeri, Yhei, etc. can make up your own
Appearance:
Faction: Marauder, Criminal, Bounty Hunter, Committee member/soldier, etc.
Role in Team?: Marauder only. Examples are Doctor, Mechanic, Pilot, Guns expert, etc.
Bio: Doesnt have to be long.
Personality:
Weapon(s) : optional
Star-fighter?: The Monroe is large enough to hold one-person fighter ships known as Star-Fighters, to anyone experienced enough to fly in combat. This is OPTIONAL, but if you would like to add one, insert an image, or description of what it looks like! On a side note, if your role on the team wouldn't really need one, you probably won't use it haha
Family/Relationship?: Optional
Other:

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Name: Raymond Chase

AKA: Ray, Cap, Atlas, The Marauder

Age: 27

Race: Human

Appearance:

Raymond

--Raymond also has a nasty, burnt scar in the shape of an "M" on the side of his neck for being on the Rock. It's the mark of a murderer.

Faction: Marauder

Role in Team?: Leader, ace fighter pilot, and his military experience has made him a jack of all trades.

Bio:

His Story

I was actually born and raised on Earth, which is not that common now a days for an explorer. A modest, humble place in the heart of the United States named Colorado. My dad left our family when I was really young, and although I don't remember him fully, I know what he looked like. Mom always assured me and my sister that he was the greatest man she ever met, and will come back to us one day. But that never happened. Our family tree went all the way back to Leif Erikson, and our great great great great great grandfather was on board the first space shuttle out of our solar system... But that was my father's side, and he left a long time ago. My mom was broken by the fact that he was gone, but she kept a brave face on for us, and assured that he would be back. She drank more and more as time went, but she took care of my sister and I with great care... And then He showed up. My father's apparent best friend started to get friendlier and friendlier with my my mom, and soon enough they married. He was a disgrace of a man. He did nothing but smoke, drink, and yell at my mom. When he wasn't doing that, he was beating me for standing up for her.

But my mother never left. Maybe if she knew the fate of my dad she would have done something. Her sadness weighed her down, left her the broken pieces of the woman she once was. She obviously wasn't in love with the Gabe. I had no idea why we stuck around with him. I started to rebel against him. I got into fights at school, I would fight back against the step dad, make my attacks look like accidents, and would constantly try and get Gabe arrested so he would leave our family alone. But it never worked. The best days were when my sister, my mom and I were alone in the house. We would act like a family, and be happy, and my cold side would melt away as my mom would comfort me.

One night I came home from school to find my mother in a bloody mess on the ground, my sister crying with a bloody nose, and the stench of liquor filling my nose as I saw my step dad over them. I finally snapped, and fought him off. My mom would often compare me to my dad. Strong, brave, willing to step up and do what's right... But as I punched Gabe for everything he did, I thought if my dad was so great, then why did he leave his family with this mess.

That was the start of my criminal record. After that my step father never pressed charges on me, my mom isaid it was all an accident, but he sent me to a military school... At the spire. The Galactic Committee's headquarters. Turns out I also come from a long line of decorated soldiers in the Chase family, so they were eager to take me in. I never considered myself as a soldier, but the more I got compared to my dad, the more I got angry with him. He sounded perfect, too good to be true, and yet my mother was a struggling mess, my sister had PTSD, and I was thousands of lightyears away to do anything to protect him. So to me, Todd Chase wasn't that special.

I was on eof the top in my class when I eventually graduated, and had my own squadron and ship. We were a peace keeping unit that dealt with new interactions with alien colonies, or any hate crime distributions, or attacks on Committee owned areas. One of the Committee's enemies planned a terrorist attack on a new allied colony that recently joined the Committee. We were there just in case, but the ambush worked beautifully for them. It left my whole squadron dead, except me, but I didn't leave uninjured. I had many scars, a severe concussion, and my left hand now had a horrible shake. I was nicknamed Atlas for withstanding and having to live with all the pain and punishment during that specific battle.

I was put on medical leave to go back home and see my family. I wanted to see them for so long, to hug my mom and sister and to find some sort of peace with them. They always knew how to comfort me in my troubling times. But as a got home, I got the worst news you could ever get. Jamie Chase died after "falling down the stairs" two years ago. One year after that, my step father wasted the family inheritance, and was so unstable to take care of my sister that they took her away. I tried to call her but she wouldn't answer. She blamed me for not staying, and refused to tell me where she was now. More weight was put on my shoulders. I was heartbroken, unable to think straight...My step dad ruined my life.

I wanted to fight him, to kill the man who murdered my mother and took away my sister... But I didn't. My left arm was still too badly hurt. My heart couldn't take it, and so I left without a word to that man. The next morning the Committee police were at my hotel door, and I was charged for the murder of my step dad, and my next door neighbors. Since I visited yesterday expecting my family, my prints were fresh at the house. I was court marshaled, found guilty very quickly, and was sent to the highest security prison in the Galaxy known as The Rock.

I was 22 at this time. I was broken. I hated my step father. I hated that I was in prison for a crime I didn't do but wish I did. I was mad at the Committee for finding the wrong guy, for throwing me here after years of my service to them... But most of all, I was mad at my dad. Wherever he was, I hoped he was miserable with the fact that he left his perfect family behind, and I hoped he found out that his wife was dead, his daughter was traumatized, and his son was in jail. I hoped that crushed him more than it crushed me.

Then the Committee came to my cell. They offered me another chance to make myself something other than a husk in a cell. They offered me a ship, a chance to lead. To be a Stellar Explorer. They told me it was a suicide mission, that I would most likely die within days by some pirate brigade, or get swallowed up by some giant plant on some planet... But a part of my held an idiotic concept. I had hope that I would be able to clear my name, or to find my father, or see my sister again... I accepted, and I was the owner of a new Assault Class Exploration Ship: "The Monroe."

I was assigned a team, my natural leadership skills and military experience made them trust me a bit more than most... But my time in the COMMITTEE military left some tension with members of the crew since they were criminals. That soon faded when we survived our first assignment... Fighting a fleet of invisible ant-men type aliens on a remote planet surrounded by quick sand... Our reputation grew mission after mission. Whether it be planet data collection, or recon strikes. We became the best exploration team in the galaxy, and got the title: The Marauders because some crew members demanded payment, or looted the place after a mission, or having no mercy on pirates that assaulted us. Personally, I didn't care about that. I took what I needed, and didn't care what most of my crew did. I was too focused on finding my sister.

It's not been an easy ride. I've made close friends, and I've lost many of them. There are some old seasoned veterans on the team, and new guys. I would do anything to keep them safe, and I continue my search for my father, and have been pestering the Committee to let me see my sister again... I've never told anyone about my past. All they know is that I was put away for killing my step dad and neighbors... And yet they trust me. I will protect my ship, and my crew with my life... But there are only a very select few that know about my past and my alternate goals, though. Maybe my past will come back to haunt me... But for now, I'll go along with this ride... I'm with great people, and although we are technically on a suicide mission, I've had some fun. What can I say? A group of crazies and criminals do know how to have a good time.

Personality: Contrary to many criminal stereotypes, Ray can be noble. He is brave, and headstrong, and a bit of a smartass, especially to the Committee. He hides his past with jokes and sarcasm, and he takes his role as a leader very seriously. Although most of his crew are criminals, he trusts them with his life, and he has a strong sense of protection-- especially towards children and mothers. Ever since he lost his squad when he served in the military he feels that every casualty taken on his crew is solely his fault, and it wears him down no matter how hard he tries to hide it. He may look like he doesn't care about certain things, or what people think about him, but deep down he does. He isn't a murderer, or a criminal. Just a guy who has had a lot of bad luck.

Weapons: An old Colt Revolver that has been modified to shoot elemental charges. It has been in the Chase family for a very long time. Raymond also has a combat glove, the knuckles equipped with G-force technology, when it makes contact with an opponent it sends a mach-speed punch, producing a large bass-y boom as well. The glove also produces an electric whip that can expand up to ten feet from his palm.

Star-Fighter:

Raven

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One of the first generation star-fighters, Raymond first flew Raven during his time in the Military, when he was put in charge of the Marauders he found out that his fighter was sent to be scrapped. During a mission to recover intel from a wreck on a junk planet, he found his old ship sitting there to rot. He managed to fly it back to the Monroe and patched it up over the three years of being a Marauder.

Family/Relationships?: Has a strong and complicated relationship with the Monroe's Doctor, Luirae Driani. They have known each other since Raymond took control of the Monroe. She's the only one who knows the true story of what happened to Ray. Although most of the crew notices Ray's attraction to the doctor, his past and his sentence keeps him from saying anything to anyone.

Other: Ray loves playing old music whenever they are relaxing, or when flying Raven.

A Space Adventure! (Maruaders)

Well, welcome aboard everyone :D We will obviously accept more people, but I'm working on the OOC now, so stay tuned!

A Space Adventure! (Maruaders)

Hopefully! I'd love to have more crew mates XD

A Space Adventure! (Maruaders)

Awesome, welcome back everyone! :D

I'll definitely startmaking an OOC soon!