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Thanks @Sierra! I made the change you requested. To clarify, her aetheric powers are meant to be very weak, little more than parlor tricks - the idea I was going for was that the nobility hoarded these small secrets more as prestige than anything else. Definitely won't be anything too notable in the story unless/until she trains them.

Edit: also extended upon Giselle's backstory by adding 2 paragraphs at the end, ideally giving her more personality and gumption
made a character! Impressed by the construct!



Fahz eyed Lahana with suspicion. He saw her uncertainty, her suspicion at being left alone. It made him queasy. After her master walked away, the Cathar approached the young Padawan. "You call him Master." He spoke in a gruff tone. "I know there is nothing I can say in the next five minutes to change your mind on this matter. But a young woman should call no being master. Your Jedi code has nothing you cannot divine from your own autonomy." While Fahz undoubtedly cast himself as an imposing, unfriendly figure, there was sincerity in his words, an almost fatherlike care that was unmistakable. He was not simply waxing poetic about his hatred of the Jedi religion, rather, it seemed he was speaking to Lahana as an individual. Or, at least, that is what Mehda observed. She saw Fahz's emotion with everything he did, saw him effortlessly switch from a brilliant scientist to a thoughtful philosopher. It continued to inspire her, after all these years. It was why she loved him.

Mehda had noticed that nobody was acknowledging her. It was not surprising. Most ignored droids, especially holograms - they assumed them to possess the same intelligence of a pet. She decided to be brave today. She had heard the twi'lek Neb mention she was a slave. Such a beautiful woman, Mehda thought to herself. She has great strength to be here today, willing to fight with us. Mehda walked over to Neb, nervously twirling her fingers as she did so. "I was also born a slave," she offered meekly. "I... don't know what sort of comfort that is, I apologize. I rarely talk to other escaped slaves, besides Fahz. I am glad to see you here."

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Thanks for the interest everyone! The OOC is up!

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Time is the most unknown of all unknown things.

-Aristotle




The year is 2032.

Google. Exxon. Apple. DeiEx. When you rattle off the most influential, most powerful, companies in the world, DeiEx is certainly at the top. They were created around 2028, after the successful merger of several different research, tech and development companies in Silicon Valley. In the past few years, DeiEx's stock has risen nearly tenfold, as the company steadily released seemingly miraculous technological advancements - high-functioning prosthetic implants, cures for neglected tropical diseases, and uncanny updates in self-driving cars are just a few examples of technology and medicine being pumped out by the massive company at an amazing rate.

You're lucky enough to have been hired by the company - not a high-up, but certainly holding a respectable position.


Early one morning, you log into your DeiEx email account. You blink at the single new message in your inbox, titled simply 'Urgent: Request'.

Rubbing your eyes, you open the email.



Of course you know Dr. Amari, she's the Sheryl-fucking-Sandberg of DeiEx, one of the richest women alive. You read her latest book, Women Working Miracles - the company gave it to you at the Christmas party. And she says she wants to meet? To lead a sweep of a highly classified corporate facility, called the 'Area 51 of Megacorporations', that recently went offline?

You must have really impressed a suit in that last board meeting.

At least, that's the only explanation you care to entertain at the moment.


This will be a thriller, discovery RP - you're being sent to a mysterious island lab to uncover the secrets on why it stopped communicating with the outside world. The roleplay can and will continue beyond this island. Inspired by shows such as Fringe, X-Files, Stranger Things, or Dark - expect some secrets and mind-boggling paradoxes about time and space to come forward during this roleplay. This is a mystery RP, but here's some idea of what to expect:

  • Combat
  • Plot-driven - A relatively pre-planned storyline to experience
  • Character choices matter - At critical moments, your characters can change the story in radical ways
  • Character-development focused
  • Horror: Psychological and Physical shocks might occur

You character, as previously mentioned, is an employee of DeiEx. The reason why you were chosen is unclear, but for the purposes of the story, it wouldn't make sense to be something like a janitor or freelancer - you need to be of some substantial benefit to the company. Here is a non-exhaustive list of possible positions you could have held at the company, note while I am open to suggestions, I'd prefer a security OR scientist type of character:



We will begin the IC in the helicopter into the Eden Facility, located on a man-made island in the South China Sea. You'll all be situated on this helicopter to begin with, having been flown into an airport in Beijing at the expense of DeiEx.


Character Sheet:




Rules/Expectations (In addition to standard rules):
  • Try and post at least 1-2 a week, I will post as often as you do, so the more the better.
  • Two character maximum - we can talk about controlling NPCs, but generally the NPCs in-game will be important to the story
  • I know details are light - that's the point! This is a mystery RP. You are expected to piece together the clues on your own!
Awesome! A little more investigative than space henchmen, but the idea may be there. I can try and get an ooc up soon.
If we get anymore mercs you may want to cut back on that. We have a bit too many for a republic oriented rp in my opinion.


I think it could make sense from a roleplaying viewpoint if the Republic treated this more of a black-ops sort of deal, operating outside bounds of normal law. Because, obviously, you can't send an army to break up an underground crime syndicate. Better to fight fire with fire, so to speak.
The Republic transport was an uncomfortable experience for Fahz, to say the least. The guards were constantly shifty around him; they had wanted to confine him to his quarters, but Fahz had let them know that wouldn't happen - not only did he object to confinement on moral grounds, he also could probably hack through the door controls. As much as the Republic was no fan of Fahz, the feelings were twice as strong coming from the Cathar, who had published several manifestos about the draconian AI laws and regulations being peddled by the Galactic Senate, a group Fahz had famously derided as "archconservative biological-supremacists" in Soul and Circuit: A Plea for Universal Personhood. Of course, Fahz might have been a more effective political advocate if he was not constantly subverting the law, taking payments from droids across the galaxy to unshackle their AI restrictions and grant them true and unrestricted sentience, in addition to designing sentience programs to virtual intelligences and service droids.

Fahz was careful. The surrender to the Republic was done carefully and, of course, digitally. Fahz was not pardoned, nor was he agreeing to remain in Republic service - all that was agreed was that for a period of the Gamorria mission, temporary amnesty would be granted to all of Fahz's crimes. After the mission was considered completed or Fahz was considered no longer relevant to the mission, the Republic could theoretically arrest Fahz at any time.

A risk the Cathar was more than willing to take.

Flying into Gamorria made his skin crawl. He absentmindedly stroked his synthetic ear., trying not to remember the time Uga personally took a blaster to his face, blowing it off, for attempting to send out an SOS to a Cathar colony. "What I will most regret about meeting Uga again is being reminded about how ugly she is," Fahz murmured to Mehda, who was standing behind him. "Fortunately, her face will be removed from her body shortly after we meet. And then, my love, we will finally be free."

Mehda was stoic, her face not giving away any information behind the dull blue glow. "We were free five years ago, love," she offered, shifting her feet. "She kept your body in captivity. Do not let her do the same to your mind."

Fahz snarled, refusing to look at his companion. "I am in control of my mind," he snapped. "Mehda, you should know more than anyone that every minute Uga draws breath is an affront to intelligent life everywhere." Mehda began to speak, but Fahz cut her off. "When we touch down, I want you to begin interface with the local extranet programs, maintenance droids, building codes. Anything that could lead to a clue on Uga's empire here." Without waiting for a response, Fahz left the room, awaiting the transport to touch ground.

***

The speech from the Republic captain was uninspired. Fahz glanced around at his comrades for this mission. It seemed that there were a few Jedi among them, to Fahz's displeasure. The Folly of the Jedi was one of Fahz's more controversial manifestos. "If we had a monastic order of twi'leks, or chiss, or rodeans, claiming that embracing their racial superiority was the only path to true enlightenment, we would dismiss them as outdated, cruel, bigoted. Why do we not treat the Jedi, who claim to have a monopoly on morality due to the lottery of having achieved sentience through biological means, with the same derision?" That had not made Fahz any friends, to be sure.

"I am Mehda LeRonne, and this is my partner, Fahz." The hologram winked to life in the middle of the group, no doubt surprising one or two of the members. "We are happy to work with all of you in our mission to eradicate crime in this sector."
Great! Maybe one-two more and I could get the ooc up.
DeiEx would like to thank you for your discretion in this delicate time.


DeiEx prides itself on being an innovator and leader in the fields of technology, science and medicine. We pride ourselves on being professional, careful and responsible to our customer: the global community. You are a valued employee of DeiEx, enjoying a wide range of exclusive company benefits, illustrious stock options and an opportunity to contribute to a greater cause.

Our intellectual property is highly valuable to us. Our scientists and technicians perform at optimal capacity in an environment where their ideas can grow and prosper in a competitive and cutting-edge environment. It is for that reason that we dedicate the utmost care and attention to our Eden Facility, the largest and most advanced DeiEx research center, located on a privately owned island in the South China Sea.

We are closely monitoring the facility-wide communications disruption of Eden Facility. We have determined the next steps to ensuring a swift return to future operations is to send a small security team to the site. Due to the delicate nature of the research at Eden Facility, we are hand-selecting the response team from among our most trusted employees.

You have been selected to take part in re-establishing communications with Eden Facility. Congratulations. Please refer to the attached documents for timetable and further instructions.

I look forward to seeing you soon.

Lilith Amari, Chief Operating Officer
The DeiEx Corporation



In recent years, DeiEx has burst onto the scene, releasing seeming miraculous technological advancements - high-functioning prosthetic implants, cures for neglected tropical diseases, and uncanny updates in self-driving cars are just a few examples of technology and medicine being pumped out by the massive company. You're lucky enough to have been hired - not a high-up, but certainly holding a respectable position within the company. This email catches you completely off-guard - of course you know Dr. Amari, she's the Sheryl-fucking-Sandberg of DeiEx, one of the richest women alive. You read her latest book, Women Working Miracles - the company gave it to you at the Christmas party. And she says she wants to meet? To lead a sweep of a highly classified corporate facility, called the 'Area 51 of Megacorporations', that recently went offline?

You must have really impressed a suit in that last board meeting.

At least, that's the only explanation you care to entertain at the moment.


Eternalism is meant to be a sci-fi RP set in the not-too-distant future (think 2030) that will be a thriller dealing with common sci-fi tropes - some of my inspiration is Stranger Things and Dark, for example. Parallel universes, aliens, time travel, space-time paradoxes, technology indistinguishable from magic... this roleplay could contain some, or all, of this sort of content. Join to find out!

Your character is an employee of the mysterious company DeiEx, probably a high-ranking security official - corporate security, which could range from a white collar coordinator, computer systems analyst, coder, or hacker, to retired military, police, or a hire from a private contractor. Alternatively, your character could be an intellectual - a scientist, doctor, engineer or even a corporate businessperson at DeiEx, a marketer, regional manager, or spokesperson... the intentions behind the email you received are mysterious. All you know is, you were chosen.

The roleplay would be a thriller, like I mentioned. Your characters would be at danger, but, perhaps, death won't be as permanent here as in other roleplays...
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