Milkman

Sovereign's Will: A Fantasy Roleplaying Game. [CONCLUDED]

Kaito had expected the baron to spill it all out but much to the fox’s surprise he kept his composure. Was that turd at the end of the table able to resist his magic by his own will power? Or was someone else mind controlling him? There could be some powerful magic at play. The latter explanation certainly would bruise Kaito’s ego a bit less.

However what happened next was certainly unexpected. Suddenly the baron and many others at the table started to drop like flies, face forward in their plate of food into a deep slumber. The fox could not happen but to let out a big yawn. But as he was about to close his eyes he shrugged the effect off. Maybe it was because he did not give the whispers his full blown attention or maybe he was just naturally more resistant to such types of magic being an ancient mythological creature and all.

Before Kaito had any chance to assess the situation a mixture of porridge, bear saliva and other foods came flying into his direction. Cedar had woken up from his slumber and was violently cleaning his fur from the food he had fallen into. As the fox whipped the porridge from his face he spoke sarcastically ”Thank you for sharing your food Cedar. Just next time don’t throw it in my face.

”The party is starting eh? Well, let's give whomever is coming a welcome they sure aren’t going to forget.” Spoke the kitsune as he threw his bowl of porridge to Chounan’s head in an attempt to wake him up.

”Everyone on your feet and against the walls. We’re going to give them what they are expecting. A table full of sleeping people.” Whispered Kaito as he created an illusionary copy of himself that was fast asleep in the chain he used to sit on. The same he did for Jazdia. Now a perfect illusionary copy of her was sleeping in the chair. At the same time he created another illusion that made a copy of wall to the left and placed it just enough in front of that wall that he and others could hide behind it.

”Jaz, can you see how many people are coming?”

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@EmiliaBaiYue Any idea when you get your firt post up?

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I do apologize folks. I was a third through my post when I just decided "feck it I'm going full Scots" and broke out Scotranslate.

Actually no I don't apologize this is going to be great. If the Scots gets to hard let me know. I'll try and make it easier.

@BigPapaBelial

Keep up the scottisch. We'll just (mis)interprit all the time and get really awkward conversations :D

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@Milkman

Karma Riddle

Karma Riddle

Character summary

Name:Peppermint Karma Riddle
Aliases:Pepper, Karma
Age: 34
Birthday:April 1st.
Birth planet/birthplace:Phobos/ Red Crescent Urgent Care Center #1339
Species:Lunar Orangutan
Gender:Fem
Role on the Dauntless:Mechanic

Appearance

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Height:1.9 m
Weight:86 kg
Build:Muscular yet wiry
Eye color:Amber
Fur color:Reddish-orange
Personal clothing style:
Workwear:

Navy blue Acme Products jumpsuit (Acme Engineering logo on the back with their mascot, a cartoon long necked roadrunner, holding up one hand in a thumbs up while winking with the left eye), Red bandana, various colorful t-shirts, workbelt with 0g (pronounced "Zero-Gees")tool pouches, industrial workgloves with padded support soles that allow working hands and feet to grasp as necessary.

Casualwear:

Respirator mask with goggles
Holographic AnySuit with Pack Belt (glows slightly in the dark)
Not a lot of clothes.

Psychology

Sexual orientation:Asexual
Relationship status:single
Personality:She's quiet and reserved, but there's a wariness to her, as if she's waiting for the next kick. Bit of a pessimist, which she says she prefers as it means there's always the chance she'd be pleasantly surprised. Very neat and organized.
Likes:

• Machines. You can trust machines. Treat them right, they'll never fail you.
• Loud music - drown out the world and scare away all the icky icky spiders.
• Speed is freedom. Speed is safety. Speed is life.

Dislikes:

• The color orange, reminds her of the prison jumpsuits she had to wear
• Spiders - icky, disgusting spiders, crawling everywhere, hanging on slender threads, biting...
• Mirrors & people who stare.

Flaws:

• Escaped prisoner
• Scarred face
• Neatnik - Everything must be tidy, everything must be in its place. If something is not tidy, if something is not in its place, the guard will yell. If the guard yells, they're putting you in the hole. With the spiders.
• No sex drive following an infection received from abdominal stabbing requiring a hysterectomy. She still has pains as a result, self-medicating.

History

Background:

Parents

Karma is the second child of Professor Jacob Riddle (Dept. of Engineering, Co-writer of speculative fiction as Dr. J. Enigma) and Professor Catherine Riddle (Dept. of English, writer of romance under the pen name of Scarlett Penn, co-writer of speculative fiction as Dr. C. Enigma). When asked why she reads these books, Karma replied there would be a test later.

While their university paychecks allow for the basics of living, writing speculative fiction and especially romance (and romantic speculative fiction) allows for some additional luxuries. However, they like to keep that from their colleagues, especially in the English Department who do not consider what Drs. C. & J. Enigma or Scarlett Penn write to be literature.

Jacob grew up in the inner city. His worked in a garage, died in a drive-by shooting at a coffee shop, inadvertantly saving the life of Simon Templar, a notorious crime lord who'd always look like he was crying or had a constant cold - he was alergic to dust, making his eyes red and watery, with a lot of sneezing. While nothing was said, somehow there were always clothes, food on the table, a gift for the winter solstace - and a scholarship for a very nice college on Earth. He came back to earn his doctorate at Phobos University and ended up getting hired as an instructor in the Engineering department.

It was during this time he decided to turn towards writing speculative fiction, but he needed help. A colleague who'd written a text book the year before suggested he reach out to the English Department, and that's how he met Professor Catherine Stone. She helped him re-write his manuscript and they got very friendly, much to the irritation of Professor Hodgell in the Advanced Research Lab. When they announced they were engaged, Hodgell protested with the dean, who pointed out the two were in different departments and therefore no impropriety.
Still, when Jacob was being considered for becoming a professor, Hodgell was there trying to throw the proverbial spanner into the works.
ARL and the Department of Engineering try to make sure these two never serve together in any committee, or else nothing would ever get done.

Childhood

Besides her parents, she had an older brother, Joseph Eugine Riddle, five years older than her. He especially had to keep a sharp eye on her when she turned five and their parents got her a virtual pet jellyfish that she could only see while wearing AR glasses. Karma would run around giggling trying to chase it, pausing to point at stains and yelling "Poop!" before taking off again.

When she was nine, Karma caught Joe and his study partner Sarah Hooper kissing, there was a lot of yelling and she announced she was running away. When their parents came home, there was no sign of Karma anywhere after a frenzied search. Police were called, the neighborhood checked - and she was found during a careful recheck of the house to be asleep in her bedroom closet.

When Joe was 15, he got interested in street racing, and was suggested to "bring Pepper" along. She really got into helping him maintain his racer, bringing him parts and doing small tasks, so much so he would tease her as being his grease monkey. Jacob also became very interested, to the point that Catherine would have to pry Jacob, Joe, and Karma out of the garage.

Even after Joe left for miltary school, Karma and her dad would spend a lot of nights tinkering with his racer. By her sixteenth birthday, she was quite the mechanic, maintaining both her parent's cars and Joe's racer, which he gifted to her.

Hasn't heard from him since she went to prison, wonders if her brother is an admiral now or something?

Racing & Prison

She made quite a splash in street racing, having painted the her racer with red and white stripes, very distinctive, not unlike a stick of peppermint. She also knew she was drawing every eye with her cherry red racing suit. One set of eyes belonged to an up and coming exec of Wayland Corp, Michael Robertson, who decided to sponsor her, although it's clear he was more interested in getting into her pants.

Then it all went to hell. He got the word that a UNS investigative report about one of their latest incidents in the colonies was about to be delivered by a courier, so he managed to sweet-talk her into running into the courier at the spaceport and taking his comm that held the report. Except, the courier was meeting with two of his buddies at the concourse bar, and she wasn't sure which comm had the files. So instead of grabbing Harry's comm, she got Larry's.

She'd barely gone a mile when she got stopped by the police for stealing UNSpacy classified files. Judge sentenced her to 22 years in a medium security work camp. Michael promised to make sure she was sent to a Wayland Corp camp, but Omni, seeing she was a mechanic, snagged her instead for their starship maintenance & repair yard.

On the prison transport, her seatmate Karen, a skunk, told her if she didn't want to be messed with, she should find the biggest, toughest inmate and beat them down. Karma, shocked by her idea, shook her head, but word reached MaMa.

Karma wasn't in her cell for ten minutes before two of Mama's henchwomen had knocked her down and the minx started in with slashing up her face, then stabbing her in the abdomen. While she was found very quickly after the attack and gotten down to the prison medical ward, Omni wasn't going to shell out anything beyond basic stabilizing care. Especially with a report from MaMa that Karma had "started it." While her face scars healed, within a month she was back for a full hysterectomy from an infection she received from her abdominal wounds.

After recovering, she spent the next fourteen years working in the starship maintenance and repair yard and taking classes on her prison comp to get her certified as a ship's mechanic and electrician, as well as other. And fourteen years as the target of other prisoners who thought if they took down the toughest looking prisoners that everyone would respect them and leave them alone. She had enough, worked out how to escape with her current cell-mate.

Karma fled for the frontier and freedom.

Motivation:Karma was sick and tired of being used and abused. She wanted to be free.

Skills and talents

Space travel:

• Experience with spacesuit use and EVA.
• Experience with maintenance and repair of drives and generators.
• Experience with maintaining and repair of life support systems.

Combat:

• Experienced in melee fighting - using fists and whatever comes to hand or foot.
• Experienced in making improvised weapons and explosives.
• Inexperienced with guns, best to avoid being anywhere in front of her when she's got a shotgun.

Utility:

• Experienced with maintenance and repair of electrical and electronic systems.
• Experienced in picking mechanical locks and circumventing electronic security systems.
• Familiar with street racing. She's a bit rusty.

Other:

• Experienced moonshiner.
• Knows how to hand-sew.
• Experienced at hiding contraband.
• Knows how to draw well.

Gear and possessions

On person:

• Pocket pack - flashlight, Swiss-army style knife, multi-surface pen, vac-proof sticky tape (5 cm x 125 m) and a ration bar (tastes like slightly sweeten chewy sawdust (artificial) with a hint of cocoa and vanilla.
• Short-ranged comm unit (Used for communications, training, entertainment, and various gear as a portable interface)
• AR Glasses - acts as safety glasses but can be linked to networks providing network and comm services and as a portable interface for comm and comp units.
• Sonic probe - useful for cleaning small objects, brushing teeth or hair, or picking locks.
• 0G mini-tool kit
• Plastiskin - 15 cm x 15 cm patch

In quarters/storage:

• A collection of printed Drs. C & J Enigma fiction in ditty box.
• A collection of printed Scarlett Pen fiction in ditty box.
• Ditty box filled with jars of moonshine (avoid smoking and sparks)
• Portable Mechanics & Electronic tool kits
• Shotgun with two boxes of rounds
• Clothes and toiletries.
• Programmable Bioplas Carpet with/security feature (sticky or spikes)

Personal spacecraft

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Manufacturer and Type:Indian Cg (Contragrav) Torpedo
Seats:2
Max acceleration in space:
Max range in space:
Max speed in atmosphere:
Armament:None

Extras

Character quotes:Don't hurt me and I won't hurt you.
Theme song:Trouble
Anything else:Likes Monopoly (token: race car), Uno, poker.

@Expendable

Karma is accepted. You can move her to the character tab :)

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Alright, first IC post is up. When your character is approved you can start posting.

@Expendable @EternalDragon Once your character sheets are done, we'll just write you in :)

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Location
Starsystem: Akhustal system
Planet/moon: Planet Taxore
Place: The Dauntless

There are moments when you reflect upon the big decisions you have made in life. Especially when you are indebted to the largest crime syndicate of the known universe and payday’s coming up. The truth of the matter, every 3 months this same problem had arisen for the time since Evren had bought the Dauntless. Borrowing money to buy a ship was easy enough. The hard part was gathering a crew and making a profit.

The crew part he managed to more or less figure out. However the profit part had become a bit of a challenge. Jobs didn’t come easy and those he could find were barely paying more than the operation expenses. Getting the coin to pay back the triads had proven to be more difficult than anticipated. Time until the next payday was running out and his wallet was as dusty as the deserts of Taxore. The captain needed a job that would score big. A job that would get the triads of his tail for the time being and he was quite desperate to get one. In fact, Evren was desperate enough to commandeer the Dauntless towards the planet Taxore.

Through the windows of the bridge the yellow deserts of the planet Taxore where clearly visible in between the blue oceans as The Dauntless quietly made its rounds around the planet. From geostationary orbit, the planet looked peaceful. However the truth is that Taxore is infamous for its lawlessness.

Planet Taxore is a curious case of of what happens when Megacorporations fuck up and leave a planet due to its lack of profitability. What big corporations find unprofitable becomes often highly desirable for all kinds of people that search out lives far away from the crippling confinement of institutions. Even if that live is in the harsh desert climates of Taxore it did not discourage a mixture of scoundrels, vagabonds, lowlifes and other opportunists to seek out a life on the desolate sands Taxore and especially its biggest spaceport city of Kharak Town. A place where profit loomed for Evren and his crew.

Before making its descent to the surface, captain Evren had summoned his crew to the bridge for a short briefing. For a moment he looked at his crew and wondered if they were ready for the job he was willing to take on. Flying a ship is one thing, doing a dangerous job was another. Considering who put the job up for offer, there was no doubt in the fox’s mind that it would be dangerous.

”Got a lead for a job people. Ever heard of Fat Pig? He’s a merchant. Or at least that is what he calls himself. Fat Pig basically deals in all kinds of less than legal cargo and is currently looking for a ship to pick up some merchandise from god knows where and deliver it to him. He’s a dangerous fellow but he pays well. We’ll be meeting him down there in Kharak Town. Any questions so far?”

Fat Pig was the street name of Vladimir Petrov. A notorious dealer in illicit merchandise that ran his operations from Kharak town. He was infamous for his gluttony, huge size and brutal violence that he unleashed on anyone that double crossed him. Some even whisper that Petrov eats his enemies raw. Needless to say that Fat Pig has a reputation that is well known in the Frontier. However, what is also well known is that those who do their jobs well get solid rewards. That makes the man a bit of a double edged sword. You can earn good coin with the man but when things go sour, he unleashes hell. Evren wondered if any of his crew would have reservations regarding doing jobs for Vladimir Petrov.

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As Kaito was talking with the baron a strange whisper reached his ears. For a moment he thought he was imagining it as his focus was clearly on the baron but when Cedar brought this topic up the fox was convinced he had heard it too. For a moment he tried to focus on these whispers and turned his invisible fox ears to the direction he heard it from but every time he convinced himself he had found the right direction the sounds just faded away.

Much time to think about these strange whispers wasn’t given as the Elf jumped straight to the point and the bear looked like he was desperately trying to not jump into a feeding frenzy. Hopefully Cedar could keep himself under control for a little longer. The baron had some questions to answer. ”O boy, miss Jazdia is jumping straight to business again.” Said Kaito as he smiled at the baron. ”It would be really helpful if you’d answer the misses her questions.” Spoke the fox as he infused his words with his charm magic.

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Does the ship have a dedicated medbay? Just curious.

Totally agree with the supposition of employment length. Want to say Dar is a recent addition but quickly made a niche.

@BigPapaBelial

Yes, I always envisioned that the ship has one. Somehow i forgot to add it to the description. Will do it later today. Or you can write a nice description and i will add that :)

As far as emplpoyment goes. In my head the idea was that everyone was relatively new. As in that Evren acquired the ship something around a year ago and that the crew has been sailing together maybe something like up to 6 months. Some might be around for those 6 months others maybe shorter.

I think everybody is at friendly terms with eachoter. Were after all confined to a ship so were basicly living together in a limited amount of space for prolonged periods. That doesn't mean we cant butt heads occasionally :)

Sovereign's Will: A Fantasy Roleplaying Game. [CONCLUDED]

Noticing how the baron followed by Jazdia started to eat without dying, Kaito figured that the food should be at least safe enough to not die instantly and grabbed a piece of bread as well. It was surprisingly tasty and the fox quickly grabbed another bite. When finished chewing it all down, he turned his attention towards the baron again.

”We knights tend to talk a lot in between all the training and missions we do. So news and stories kind of travel fast that way.” The kitsune paused a bit as the elf took the word. Fitting that she started about the food and the furniture. Baron Von Kruber’s hall was indeed rather retro.

”I’ve heard many good tales about Sir Caspar. I’m sure he will be a great tutor for your son. It must be lonely with the baroness and your boys visiting an acquaintance. Do you get many visitors at your castle?”

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I think in about 2 days. Only waiting for the character sheets of Expendable and EthernalDragon. The latter said they he could only start working on a cs after getting home on the 29th. If the rest is ready to go before that i start the RP. It should not be too difficult to write an extra character into the scene.