MangoJuice

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Looks good to me, go ahead and start when you're ready. I'll get the map updated when I get on my PC.

And welcome!

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Room for one more? I see you have a lot of races and I'm a little shaky about big time leaps, but I was thinking about a very primitive social race, to speed along first contact.

@Cuddle Pot

Plenty of seats left in the boat, yo. The more the merrier. (And the more active)

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Anybody listen to some good music lately? I've been checking out Blur.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The Rokthani | Population; 245

"Ugh, my underside is killing me... HEY! Wait up, would you?!"
A (relatively) small Rokthan sprints to the rest of the pack. He slithers up alongside another explorer.
"Where are we going, anyway? Which way is home? Do you know where we're going?"
The other Rokthan, carrying a map strapped to his topside responds while keeping his gaze forward.
"You ask many questions. Perhaps too many."
The small one's face turns sour.
"These shrubs are real tall. Not like the ones back home." Says the small one, his eyes darting up and down following the trunks of the trees. The forest is thick and brimming with wildlife. Strange and exotic insects and animals can be heard screaming away in the canopies above. The Rokthan caravan are ever cautious.
"I have only seen vegetation like this a few times before, when I would come to the Outreach to chart farmlands." says the map carrier. "But I have never actually stepped into this place before. Truly it is a marvel of nature. That being said..." The mapmaker turns his gaze to the small one.
"You must stay sharp. Predators may lurk behind every stem."
The small one gulps and his voice cracks. "You got it."

The crew make further advances into the forest. Just as they are about to cross a small stream, they hear a noise in the treetops.
"TSST!" hisses the leader. The rest of the group make a sudden and complete stop, except the small one, who bumps into another person.
The leader whispers to the other group members. "Did you hear that?"
"Aye." responds the map maker. Before anyone can say another word, a strange black shadow expands in the trees. Like a drape being cast upon the forest, it swoops down to the group's position leaving a virtual tornado in its wake. The group leader yells out; "SCATTER!!"
Some Rokthan attempted to burrow into the ground, but the thick forest floor made it difficult. Some managed to dart behind a tree trunk. One Rokthan, however, had no idea what to do. Like a deer in headlights, the small one stared his inevitable doom straight in the eyes as it descended upon him. It would have been the end of him had it not been for an incredible, blinding flash of light that emanated from the map maker. The black shadow was clearly disoriented and flew off in a strong gale, clipping branches on the way out. Regaining his composure, the small one rushed over to the map maker, who was limp. "HEY! Hey, are you alright?! Say something!"
The map maker lets out an exhausted groan as the other members of the group come to check on him.
"That was some quick thinking there, Vuld. Can you move or do you need help?" says the leader.
"What happened?!" says the small one, visibly concerned.
The leader responds, "He expended all of his luminescence in one burst to scare off... whatever that was. He should be fine, he just needs some time to rest. A little sunbathing wouldn't be so bad either."
"You, uh... you saved my life. I owe you a lot! So... thank you! A lot!" says the small one sincerely.
"Gnnnggseeegadgscgrh....." responds the map maker, who is being carried by a few group members. Including the small one.
The group leader, cautiously, speaks up to the others. "It's getting dark. I think it's time to find some place to stay the night.

Meanwhile, in the mountains, Shel and his party are making progress in finding suitable burrowing ground. They make marks in the rocks where holes may be dug in the future.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Well, this RP is going nowhere fast, so I don't have a problem with it.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

Tadah

What do you think?

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The problem I sometimes have with time is that, let's say the RP takes place over a few thousand years. That's hundreds of generations that your civ would go through, and therefor no realistic persistent characters. Not to mention that even simple interactions between civs would often last decades.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

I felt years really didn't make sense with whole Alvith not having any time concept beyond day and night really. So instead I will do it by ages and age is just gonna be the time period of a chiefs rule. Just didn't really fit the whole year at the top. Once the Alvith eventually come up with a form of measurement of time and have years will include years. For now it's just 'Age of -chiefs name-' but in future will be 'Age of -chiefs name- Year ###'.

@Neruu

I might not even bother with time keeping myself because the other players usually have different paces anyway. Not sure what I'll do about tech advancement though.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

<Snipped quote by Aweirdgamer>

I'm pretty sure eclipses can always happen if you have a star and a moon. I'm not an astronomer though, so don't quote me on that.

Blue sky makes the most sense to me as well, so unless we have a strong opinion for a different color I'll keep that.

I will direct you to the Nova system map (last modified March 2010, haha) http://i.imgur.com/VEPgHCe.jpg

The names of these other planets will likely change based on who discovers them, but that is the structure of the solar system.

@Mihndar

How could you forget mine??? how dare u

http://i.imgur.com/lx7SnUY.png <<<--- Minor spoilers, be careful.

Granted it's abit shite in some places, for example Kharok being called question marks because I didn't know what it was called at the time.....

I think I'll remaster it.

Civilization Roleplay: Rise of Races (The Tribes of Nova Mondial Want You!)

The Rokthani | Population; 249

Winds from the mountaintops blew dust and gravel down from the cliffs to the desert flats, blindingly gleaming with the light of dawn. Rokthan slithered around in a large, sandy group, awaiting orders from the village leader's assistant.
"Attention, everybody! Please, may I have your attention!" chirps Vinal, the red serpent. "The project is about to begin. I would like to remind everybody to stay within close proximity to other members of your groups and to obey loyally your group's leader!"
The crowd of serpents gradually separated into smaller groups of ten or so.
"The plan is simple. It is up to all of us to find food. As I am sure many of you know already, this is a dire time indeed. Our homeland has forsaken us and can no longer support our numbers. So I need not remind you the importance of these events. If times get tough or there is an emergency, you are welcome to retreat to here, your homeland. Just be absolutely certain that you return as a whole group. Or at least... what may remain of them." The faces of some people in the crowd turn morbid. "But enough of that! Let us look forward to a new age! One of prosperity! One of jollity! One where we may raise our children without fear or worry!"
The large purple serpent Shel slithers in beside him. The ears of the crowd perk up even further. He speaks up. "As I had said in my earlier speech, this will not come easily. But I promise you that this entire land, however large it may be, will belong to us one day. Keep your lights bright and your spirits brighter. Shomal Ki'Kisc!"
Suddenly, a violent roar surged from the crowd. "Shomal Ki'Kisc!" cried the serpents.

That day, practically the entire village begun an exploration to lands outside of home. Their leader, Shel, was part of the largest group, consisting of 18 Rokthani. His group was headed due north through the mountains in search of minerals and soft enough ground to burrow in. The other 19 groups went in various directions away from their home village. 31 Rokthani were left at the village. This population consists of children and caretakers, given the difficult task of maintaining the eggs and insect farms.

The Rokthani knew not what awaited them in their effort, or if it would even be worth it at all. But they knew that they had nothing to lose by trying.