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Lets Play in Elysia - A Shwah 1x1 or Group Interest Check

@Voltus_Ventus

We could have it two ways.

They are either firefly, members of a single crew for a single ship.

Or they are something like baby driver, a go between, a coordinator basically calls out to singular entities and has them form a temporary crew.

I'm also going to add in one more idea tonight.

Monster Girl Mecha Academy

Pilot:
Name: Dr. Rei Osborne and his assistant Ray | Race: Cybernetic Brain / Slime

Appearance:

Forms

Whats left of him

Encounter / Harvester Form - Ray

Personality: Dr. Rei has long since died but has kept himself, or atleast his personality intact using various methods, from brain wavelength data storage, to AI incorporation, to as he is today, a cybernetic brain attached to a synaptic feedback controlled robot. He still demands respect regardless of his form as he is one of the oldest living minds that had survived the outbreak. He sees himself as the last guardian of mankind's pure genetic makeup and has since been the architect of numerous sub-species hybridizations and he does not mess around when it comes to safeguarding that data. He acts more a military commander than a scientist, blunt, to the point and seeminly very cold, calculating, and without any kind of warmth, but that is mostly because the current situation weighs heavy on his head. The stress is affecting him psychologically. Most of the time he is seen as everyone's grumpy grandpa.

He has been experimenting with a type of bioelectrical gelatin that allows for his nerves to form motor and sensory control nodes with compatible systems. While, android bodies proved to be useful temporary housing, he currently uses the body of a slime he affectionately calls Ray (totally not confusing). She is like many of gelatinous kind, not very bright and generally quite simple in scope and grand planning. While ditzy and clumsy, she is very positive and happy go lucky, usually being subservient to others with the genuine effort to make them smile. She doesn't handle stressful or sad situations too well, and generally will start crying and lose cohesion in those trying moments. Some empathy and a treat usually gets her back on track. To the rest of the crew, she is a breath of fresh air in these dark times.

The doctor keeps Ray as some combination of daughter, pet, and laboratory assistant. Despite an odd relationship the doctor can completely overwhelm her own fluid biology through the gelatin control network and thus use her as a way of moving around, and interaction, making Ray almost a type of android body for him to control. In those moments, Ray's intellect and personality are almost completely subsumed and she will speak and move as if it is the doctors own skin. He also uses her natural biological adaptations to acquire more genetic samples and material from living and dead subjects. It has been rumored that Rei uses her as a type of xenobiological womb for new hybrid children. Its a wonder she doesn't just digest them, but apparently Dr. Rei has effectively changed her physiology to be something quite different from a typical green slime. What exactly, he jealously safeguards.

Regardless of whom is in control, Dr. Osborne is in constant communication with Ray, and he generally guides her when she needs too. Most of the time however, the Doctor is quite busy and so Ray is left to her own devices.

Mech:
Callsign: Shoggoth (Dr. Osborn) or Squidy (Ray) | Type: Multi-Armed Mobile Robotic Carapace MAMRC-8

Carapace

Loadout/abilities: WIP

The design is mostly a support craft. The arms and maneuverability gyro are quite sophisticated, and considering the pilot seat is a mass of bio-gel it can take extremely fast speeds without trauma to the pilot.

The craft itself is merely a pod, four cubic meters, containing the impulse thrusters, life support systems, kinetic field dampeners, sensors, and fusion reactor. The Pod itself is equipped with a Plasmic Bolt Caster which can act as a Plasmic Flamer if the waste reservoirs are emptied. Significant heat has shown to be effective against the pathogens, and sterilization is sometimes required.

The loadouts are completely tied to the manipulators. Eight in total, each are telescopic, reaching out to twelve meters. At the terminus, each are a type of automated computer system with its own sensors and microprocessors, unless the apparatus is designed specifically for offense/defense.

Attachment Loadouts:
Plasma Torch - Capable of cutting away mangled metal or cutting through panels or attaching metal scrap. Useful as a last resort melee weapon.
Nano Sealant Nozzle- A coating nozzle thats partly electro conductive with nano filaments. Nano computer systems are designed to repair electrical systems and bypass programming pathways. Power and communications of mechs and computer systems can be restored or redirected for multiple purposes.
Auto Hacking USP - Powerful security algorithms and operational system viruses overwhelm the unupdated systems and allow communication and control. A receiver allows for controls from safe controls on board the escort vessel. Security systems, locks, comms, weapons, can be remotely controlled from a safe distance.
Coolant Spray - Fire suppressant and coolant spray of super-cooled chemicals. These chemicals have also been shown to be corrosive to carbon based organic tissue and so this spray has military applications, namely to slow down attackers while the chemicals break down cellular structures.
Grasping Claw - Mostly used in pairs for better interior maneuverability. The claws have an operator included tool set for micro adjustments or the grasping claw can be used for melee. The claw has enough tensile strength to crush armor plate or tow broken mechs with a combination of its impulse engines.
Chrono Stasis Module - Upsetting gravitational and magnetic forces and possibly even through dark matter disruption, a small area feels the passage of time slowly. This is crucial for emergency repairs but has a very practical use for slowing down hostile entities or environmental hazards.
Omni Medical Tools - Essentially a field surgeon kit on the end of an arm, bio gels, emergency void shielding personnel units, auto surgery station, life monitoring, rations, everything needed to help a biologic survive trauma. It also has bio containment specimen tanks for scanning and identification.
Plasma Cutter - A ranged weapon, fires a small precise line of super heated plasma. Used in engineering and construction, the output has been aplified for precise dissection of targets.
Flamer - Promethium Jets fuel that can even burn in space, sticking to targets like tar. Very useful in killing swarms or softening harder targets, though range is somewhat desired.
Concentrated Hi-Energy Lazer - This constant beam superheats atoms until the tissue soften and sloughs off, great for melting armor, and whatever is underneath.
Concussive Blaster - A sudden rush of pressure in confined space is released as a seismic blast. The vibration of such force that it anything not bolted down is launched backward. The vibration has also been known to pulp organs.
Mass Modulation Tractor Beam - Uses magnetic fields to form a tether, this tether manipulates objects as if they were weightless. It can excite the fields to launch items like a bullet.
Storm Vulcan Cannon - Uses metallic projectiles in standard rapid fire mass drivers. Used against swarm entities along side the flamer.

The Sanctuary

Deep within the Darkness Peering
A monster lurks...
Wandering...
Seeking...

"MMMMmmmmmmmooooooooaaaaahhhhh..."

Its voice echoed through the forest. It had obtained a fair few wounds this time. Not the arrows, nor the spears, one of them had an axe. One had fire. They attacked it without provocation. A dozen in all swarming like termites over its form. Gnawing, biting, breaking, hacking, burning. They attacked it, and the Nidhogan felt their color. Reds, with golds, then purples and blues as things didn't go in their favor. The quarry proved strong. Their fury and greed were met with something ancient and primal. It still felt the blood under its trunk like legs, already supping them for their water. Thorns, clubs, claws, teeth. It always ate the fire. It was the root that marched against the flame... that's what it was called before. More so than the name it was given so long ago.

The monster looked at the broken bodies and tapped them. Their colors vanished now, and with it, so did its own color, leaving only the yellows and greens as its attention went to itself.

It hurt.

It hurt but it would not stop moving.

That was good. A reason to see yellow.

With a terrible groan and the crunch of a dozen arrows, it moved its limbs and pattered back through the forest, never thinking another thought. Sometimes the squishies were just violent like that. Sometimes they weren't. Sometimes they spoke, just like now-

"---Mother, for whom we thank for this boun---""---need your guidance, please please---""---stain the rock with their blood---""---me the strength to def---"---needs a new pair of---"---I hear you child, need only---"”I-I pray to Satelle, the Goddess of Peace that this is the place, which I seek."

The voices were chatty today. It was almost like music, almost, it kind of came all at once sometimes. But it always paid. The clearest ones were always the closest. The clearest ones, the loudest ones, they were always fun to follow. And so the monster turned, turned in pursuit of a voice it barely understood. Than it stopped.

Another bellow of cracking wood and the creak of groves that were ages in the making. "Hooooommme." It sometimes lost what it was looking for. Sometimes it forgot, but sometimes it stopped itself, stopping to remember that it needed something more important than fun. Much more important. All the squishes had something... a box without sun, it always wondered why. But maybe it'll learn one day. It knew its box needed something with a bit more sun. The tops of the boxes came off easily enough.

"This way... you need to go this way..." Another voice came in, loud and clear, well a whisper, but it was different. Alot of times it heard names and things that didn't fit its description at all. Very confusing. Sometimes, sometimes though. When it was important, the voices spoke to it. It had to follow. Coincidence that it was the direction it was already heading.

---

The monster looked up to see the road, the bridge that lead to a great castle, a stone edifice that peered into the sky. Its mangled form rested at the bottom of the ravine, its bulk moving through the fog that collected at the bottom. It met a wall, a wall that lead to the castle. It reached to touch the rock, the soil and it felt different, very wrong somehow, but peaceful, as if the stone needed not life to find its own purpose. This blocky thing. Was that what the voice had said? This way. A wall is there, it must climb.

The monster began to scale the cliff side, its massive digits unfolding and refolding and splintering into the cracks between black stone in nearly a hundred places as if a tree was growing out of the wall itself, over and over and over again as it defied gravity and all sense to enter the palace from its exterior foundation. Onlookers would see a beast of trees and moss and leaves move like a rat scaling the wall, but profoundly slower and more terrifying.

No doubt its disturbance would attract the custodians whom protect this place, and as the Monster reached the cusp of his ascent, right at the foundations of the grand sanctuary, already several automatons were their brandishing their weapons. The monster however seemed not to be perturbed by them as it pulled itself over the side of the cliff and onto the plateau that held the great holy place.

Its head writhed this way and that as it crouched, resembling something akin to a dog, perched and waiting for its master by a door. The head, the 'hair' branches that swayed like hair as it looked to the walls, to the skies, to the automatons, than the ground. So many voices were here.

So many.

So many yellow voices.

And with that, the creature itself seemed to bloom... its bark grew flowers, its leaves becoming more akin to petals on the vine as if the creature was a cherry blossom tree given life and motion. It gurgled and thrummed and bellowed, its mouth open and yet A dozen voices rung out as if they were all singing with their throats.

Needless to say, any onlooker would be quite confused.

Lets Play in Elysia - A Shwah 1x1 or Group Interest Check

@Voltus_Ventus

Gasp* Its Voltus.

My apologies for not informing you earlier. I started this little chabang and then got hammered at work. But if you'd like a smaller group, focused on the players, then I'd say were ready to go.

And thats three, enough to start looking at the plots. I'll add some more over the weekend to add that to it, but if you have a general idea of something appealing please share.

Lets Play in Elysia - A Shwah 1x1 or Group Interest Check

How wonderful ^^

@Pandan

Im happy with the openness to it and as a GM I'm not really going to say no to any kind of concept. I tried to play such an RP before and we had, demons, robots, cuthulian Horrors, magical girls, aliens, all on one ship. I wanted to kind of make a universe that has limitations for somethings and total creative freedom for others.

I havent seen space dandy but I know of it. And I was kind of insinuating that as well. Its the far future, but things can get absurd, people still have to work to get things done, and frankly so many off the wall things can happen any trip can get silly real fast, or just flat out dangerous.

I have a type of Stellar Empire thats pretty loose with its laws and would allow for that kind of livlihood.

@duskshine749

Ill add some more lore from my previous RP to kind of help expand it and give you guys some ideas.

I'd say one more person and we could atleast start brainstorming.

Monster Girl Mecha Academy

As a doctor, I'd love to comment about everyone's physiological adaptations and what kind of world they were designed for.

Lets Play in Elysia - A Shwah 1x1 or Group Interest Check

Added Specific Plot

The Marauders

Lets Play in Elysia - A Shwah 1x1 or Group Interest Check

Added Specific Plot

The Last Scion

Monster Girl Mecha Academy

Pilot:
Name: Dr. Rei Osborne and his assistant Ray | Race: Cybernetic Brain / Slime

Appearance:

Forms

Whats left of him

Encounter / Harvester Form - Ray

Personality: Dr. Rei has long since died but has kept himself, or atleast his personality intact using various methods, from brain wavelength data storage, to AI incorporation, to as he is today, a cybernetic brain attached to a synaptic feedback controlled robot. He still demands respect regardless of his form as he is one of the oldest living minds that had survived the outbreak. He sees himself as the last guardian of mankind's pure genetic makeup and has since been the architect of numerous sub-species hybridizations and he does not mess around when it comes to safeguarding that data. He acts more a military commander than a scientist, blunt, to the point and seeminly very cold, calculating, and without any kind of warmth, but that is mostly because the current situation weighs heavy on his head. The stress is affecting him psychologically. Most of the time he is seen as everyone's grumpy grandpa.

He has been experimenting with a type of bioelectrical gelatin that allows for his nerves to form motor and sensory control nodes with compatible systems. While, android bodies proved to be useful temporary housing, he currently uses the body of a slime he affectionately calls Ray (totally not confusing). She is like many of gelatinous kind, not very bright and generally quite simple in scope and grand planning. While ditzy and clumsy, she is very positive and happy go lucky, usually being subservient to others with the genuine effort to make them smile. She doesn't handle stressful or sad situations too well, and generally will start crying and lose cohesion in those trying moments. Some empathy and a treat usually gets her back on track. To the rest of the crew, she is a breath of fresh air in these dark times.

The doctor keeps Ray as some combination of daughter, pet, and laboratory assistant. Despite an odd relationship the doctor can completely overwhelm her own fluid biology through the gelatin control network and thus use her as a way of moving around, and interaction, making Ray almost a type of android body for him to control. In those moments, Ray's intellect and personality are almost completely subsumed and she will speak and move as if it is the doctors own skin. He also uses her natural biological adaptations to acquire more genetic samples and material from living and dead subjects. It has been rumored that Rei uses her as a type of xenobiological womb for new hybrid children. Its a wonder she doesn't just digest them, but apparently Dr. Rei has effectively changed her physiology to be something quite different from a typical green slime. What exactly, he jealously safeguards.

Regardless of whom is in control, Dr. Osborne is in constant communication with Ray, and he generally guides her when she needs too. Most of the time however, the Doctor is quite busy and so Ray is left to her own devices.

Mech:
Callsign: Shoggoth (Dr. Osborn) or Squidy (Ray) | Type: Multi-Armed Mobile Robotic Carapace MAMRC-8

Carapace

Loadout/abilities: WIP

The design is mostly a support craft. The arms and maneuverability gyro are quite sophisticated, and considering the pilot seat is a mass of bio-gel it can take extremely fast speeds without trauma to the pilot.

Monster Girl Mecha Academy

So Dr Rei is in charge?