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Amnesia in Space

@Mr RagePosted something finally. Sorry for taking so long. ^_^'

This Beautiful World: Beyond the Endless Horizon (GATE-inspired RP in a sci-fi vs fantasy world!) [WE GOTTA OOC NOW! :DDDD]

@ClocktowerEchos Okay. Thanks. Hey the rich can do anything maan. I'll make it have an extended/longer energy as opposed to no reload. :3

Amnesia in Space

She woke up, feeling very unpleasant as it felt like her head after one too many drinks. If she knew what that even felt like as she hadn't touched anything alcoholic in years...she stopped at the moment. But wait why did she not do so? And where the hell was she? Who exactly was she? Every other memory she tried to process just wasn't coming in clearly. Her mind was in an empty haze. Did she have amnesia? No, she couldn't believe it. She thought it was ridiculous but her lack of any memory her thoughts quickly changed. Seeing her HUD displaying: "LOW ATMO!" "DANGER!" as she was trying to process exactly where she was. As it was hard to even see as she wiped the blood away that was impairing her vision, wondering whose blood this was. Not feeling wounded in anyway, assuming it wasn't hers.

She looked around as she saw herself inside the rather small cyropod, a chill went down her spine as she had a sudden brief moment of panic and confusion. As she slammed the door of the cyropod her hands a few times to push it away, so she could be free as she felt quite claustrophobic. As the cyropod door came unhinged and fell off with a crash. As she was taken aback by her own strength. She took the deepest breath she could to calm herself down, as the air felt stale. Quickly she stepped outside into the room and tried to get a better look at herself, seeing the suit with Dark Red on it. She quickly heard some sounds, like other people. She almost instinctively headed off to search for the voices, used to the difference of gravity not even thinking about it or realizing it quite yet. Navigating through a rather dark and barely lit hallway. Suddenly seeing others in suits just like hers, but with different colors as she heard the one in Dark Blue say."Who are you?"

How could she even respond, she didn't know either. As another person in Turquoise spoke soon after. "Breathable? Med bay? Were they all on some kind of ship?" She thought to herself as it at the time made sense. Soon followed by another person wearing Purple coming seemingly out of nowhere from one of the doors saying something else. She had a feeling they we're not threats, after all they all had similar suits. She knew at the moment she couldn't just keep her thought to herself, as she just looked around the room seeing a spaceship like interior hearing various rather strange sounds coming from outside this room. Looking at the others until so she spoke out the obvious question. Because she had to know...

"D-do any of you remember anything, anything at all?" She spoke but it came out quite softly, hoping that she was heard so she didn't have to repeat herself as she stood there waiting for a response.

This Beautiful World: Beyond the Endless Horizon (GATE-inspired RP in a sci-fi vs fantasy world!) [WE GOTTA OOC NOW! :DDDD]

@ClocktowerEchos Please tell me if this will do fine. I feel a little bad, since others are so lengthy in comparison. I hope this will be efficient, please let me know if I need to add more, and I will.

CS

Donovan “The Friendly” Valentine

"The good of the few, are in fact still good to the many. Whether they see it yet or not."
-Himself

Name

Donovan Valentine

Nicknames

”The Friendly” a sarcastic nickname if there ever was one.

Age

25 years old

Gender

Male

Homeworld

High Terra

Rank

Corporal

Role

He is considered an elite combat solider, being exceptional in what most soliders should be.

Appearance

He is 6'0 in length, with a surprisingly muscular body that you wouldn't guess by looking at him. Sometimes wearing glasses, other times not. He wears his mother's clothing line, finding anything else unacceptable. He is a noble of a rather rich family, so his armored suit is literally painted in real gold for nothing more to show off.

Equipment

• M-54A1 Battle Rifle (a highly advanced prototype version, modified to be even more effective weapon as the battery drains much slower, giving it an extended usefulness. It costs far more than most soldiers could afford.)
• M3P-4 10mm Pistol (as a side arm. With several addition clips of ammunition)
• A standard black combat knife.
• RO-3 Omni Grenade (prototype versions of these grenades, that also happen to carry a deadly toxin, if the blast doesn't kill them, the poison gas will.)
• Standard Gas Mask
• Pain pills in a pez-like dispenser (strong medication, that make him feel nothing, and numbs pain almost instantly.)

Personality

Donovan certainly would be what you'd think of when you think of your typical, raised in incredible wealth and got almost everything he could ask for. He was spoiled rotten as a child. He lived a rather perfect life. He's only thing he suffered from is how much he wanted another sibling so he could have a friend as when he was young most people tend to avoid him, scared of his status. Often alone, learning he was his only friend.

He grew up quite bitter of most people and is incredibly arrogant and self centered or at least only cares about his own and his family's pride. He will do anything, to make a difference he feels will change his world for the better. He will defy orders, betray others. He'd kill a child if he or his family benefitted from it. Morality means next to nothing to him, he does not feel sympathy for those he is ordered to kill. But to the average stranger who somehow doesn't know who he is. He is an incredibly good solider, and a surprisingly an effective leader and support. He is very charming, and is quite a gentleman to women. His laugh is almost contagious. Being quite social. Most of it being an act, being smart enough to know you catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

Finding this fantasy world as literal gold mine, full of resources his parents could use to highly improve their companies. He doesn't see any of them as people, he sees them all as nuisances that he would be more than happy to rid their world of. Not that he'll behave that way in front of them.

Traits

• Loves to drink his fancy wine, you could consider him a borderline alcoholic.
• Incredibly rich (if there's a new weapon or piece of technology, he will use it. His family won't let him have anything but the best.)
• A scary good solider, very quick, strong and sharp. Very good with most weapons and using combat vehicles. His abilities are superior to an average soldier.
• He detests the cold weather. He gets bad headaches in the cold weather.
• Often humming to himself.
• Is incredible at lying and manipulation. (which is why he loves doing it so much.)
• Carries glasses with him, that he doesn't need solely because some women say he looks good in them.

History

His parents lived in the lap of luxury, one being a wealthy business owner, of multiple major construction, oil and diamond mining companies, while his mother had her own very popular and very expensive 'Valentine's' for men and women's clothing line. So ever since he was born, he was never told no. As he got the best food, from a professional chef, and was taught by a private tutor. He also had a professional maid to clean his room, but he often cleaned it himself. But that didn't mean he didn't spend time with his family, as his mother would often test clothing on him and often had him watch her create clothes, while the father often took him fishing every other weekend on their motorboat. The only thing he didn't have was a younger sibling, which he wanted a little brother. Mainly because he felt very alone. As his father kept him away from the poor folk and even some of the richer folk because they we're far too snobbish in his mother's words. So he didn't have many friends, and he very quickly over the year got used to being alone, with the occasional hired company. He enjoyed spending time with his parents more than anyone else. Loving and respecting them a lot, finding his mother to making the most beautiful clothes in the world and his father the most brilliant, got his desire for wine as his father would often let him have a sip every time he asked for one.

When he became old enough to be legally allowed to drive, thought that didn't stop him from doing it multiple times before then. He would often drive out and spoil women on dates. Going on a date with a new women every week at least. He made his own friends, throwing his charm and money around without hesitation. Though he never really made any real personal connections and it only made him dislike people in general. He would often have sex, even a few times of the same sex just because he could. Because it provided him with some company, and some shallow pleasure. But nothing he did really made him happy, he felt as if he had no true calling in life.

Until that day, When he learned of the GATE incident, he was instantly drawn to the news, being quite curious. As was both of his parents as they wondered. What kind of materials, and what kind of resources do they have in another world? Just imagine what we could do with them! They asked their son, to become a solider and to go to the new world and make them proud. They had connections with someone in the military that could make him shoot up in ranks quite easily and they'd make sure he had the best equipment. With that offer in his head, at a chance to do something unique and something to make his parents proud of him. He immediately agreed and became a solider. Which after a few tests they learned he was already great at it, excelling at basic and more advanced training. Completing it in half the time most did.

It didn't take him long to raise in the ranks. Becoming known for his skill and also more infamous for his personality. As they called him, Donovan "The Friendly" for his very false happy social personality. As it didn't take long for him to make enemies, but they weren't stupid enough to outright suggest anything of the sort. His superior's in the army were highly considering a leader position for him only holding back due to their uncertainly of how loyal he actually is...

Descendants Reform School

Leo through sheer luck arrived at the third floor, close to where his dorm room was supposed to be. Leo took a moment to stop and look outside through the window as the sun was glaring through, making it quite bright in the hallways. Leo squinted his eyes a bit as it was a little too bright, looking down to see if his sister was there as he rubbed the back of his head not seeing her.

"What am I thinking, she's probably already here and studying knowing her...wonder if they put here on this floor too. I guess I could call her." Leo thought to himself as he shrugged to himself. As he figured he should actually find his room first. Leo continued to walk looking at his notes wishing it was easier to navigate the halls. But soon up ahead, someone seemed to purposely stand in his way, bigger and taller with a smug grin, clearly looking for trouble. Leo glared at the student and growled at him which was enough for the student to step out of his way. As Leo sort of hurried himself along, not wanting to deal with anyone else. Until finally, he was at the front door of his room with a relieved exhaled breath, he pulled out the key he had been given for his dorm room and unlocked the door.

Pokemon RP Idea (Dark-ish)

@Fox of SpadesGlad you like it. Of course, he did decide he should make some friends after all. :P

Enigma: Dawn Of The Rebellion [Sci-fi/Fantasy]

@TheTwistedOneHopefully this one works for you.

CS

Name: Terrence Redmond
Age: 28
His Appearance (some of the time):

Human

His Alter Appearance: (usually due to extreme negative emotions/though not exclusively.):

Not So Human

Race: ??? Manticore/Human (at least that's what he used to be.)
Gender: Male
Occupation: Doctor
Location: West Side.

A Brief History: Considered to be brilliant even at a young age, everyone in his family. His parents and his 3 older siblings treated him like a prodigy, and he really never liked any of it. Even back then, he did his best to not show off his intelligence in casual conversation. Becoming a doctor, and a damn good one at that. His patients say that he almost seem to already know what was wrong with them before he even looked at their chart. He was in his early twenties and already pretty well off. Both of his parents, getting in a terrible car crash a few days after his birthday was what he thought would be the worst day of his life. He was wrong...

When the event happened, even to this day his memories are still hazy. All he could remember was feeling like he was suffocating in a haze of thick black fog and a large shadow was towering over him, he felt as if he couldn't move and blacked out. He woke up, so a horrible, large monster starting back at him, in the pool of water. From the flooded street seemed like he'd been out long enough to miss an entire storm. He quickly realized the reflection, was himself.

He felt that he had been cursed from that day forward, immediately trying to find his siblings without really thinking about how they would react, when he arrived back home. He saw, looking in horror that two of his siblings we're dead. Looking as if they've been slaughtered in their home and the other was nowhere to be seen.

No longer considered to be a human in the eyes of most, as many in the slums were now too afraid of him. He had been given the option to live on the west side as a Doctor, he had plenty of money that he could afford it. His patients are now, are not the humans he once treated, but monsters or other races instead. But he is still quite popular. Growing ever more resentful of the curse that had been forced upon him. He looks for ways to join the Rebellion...without the Rebellion thinking he's a monster.

Other: He is extremely brilliant, and still believes he is a human and one day will change back to normal. But in his monstrous form he is extremely powerful and dangerous. And as his patients once said, as a joke. Ever since he changed, he really could see anything wrong with his patients. As all ailments and problems appear clearly in his head. Making him quite good at his job. He recently started to make medicine of his own, creating his own chemist lab in his own apartment where he lives.

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Super Tuesday

It's a tad disingenuous to count super delegates quite yet. If Sanders wins more state delegates, the dens would be playing a dangerous game using super delegates to override the popular decision. Not saying they won't do it, but it wouldn't be the smart move, since Clinton is already a controversial figure, and the accusation of gaming the primary would be easier to,stick on her than really any other candidate.

My opinion is that this election has already deviated too far from the script to predict. If I had to place a bet it would be for a Hillary vs Trump general with Trump taking the prize, but it wouldn't be a comfortable bet. It won't surprise me if any of the top five candidates running right now at least make it to the general.

@Vilageidiotx

Do you really think people will vote Trump over Hillary? I'm pretty sure the whole, we need to solely bring in our next president because of their ____ vote them or you're a horrible person, shtick by the media will more than likely work a third time...and then a fourth. Because I may be pessimistic, but the average person has to be very, very stupid. (or easily influenced at the very least.)

I mean, there was one poll that had Sanders actually winning in percents but somehow losing in every one. So, it wouldn't be surprising that they pull some shady stuff, to make Hillary win regardless of his popularity.

Though, do polls ever mean anything? I saw a poll trying to say even a small percent chance Biden or people like Kasich would win. Then I laughed.

Enigma: Dawn Of The Rebellion [Sci-fi/Fantasy]

I'm just posting, to show my interest. To hopefully give you enough people. Will post a character soon enough.

Super Tuesday

@Vilageidiotx Well there's a saying "facts don't care about your feelings" and yeah that can certainly be applied. And I don't really have anything against people saying outlandish things, like I'm moving if so and so is picked. I mean IF its all in good fun and not suppose to be taken seriously.

But, sadly people DO, take it seriously. It's scary how much certain people lean on how important they are. Especially teenagers for some damn reason. Since they actually know nothing about the real world or not educated in it. Like all the people in colleges, starting riots and wanting safe spaces and trying to ban people from speaking...its ridiculous but it's only becoming more prevalent.