BazmundDipper said
Looks awesome, MercuryHg34, I can't wait for him to piss Risty off!
If he goes after any of Nicki's psyche, he can forsee losing a limb.
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If he goes after any of Nicki's psyche, he can forsee losing a limb.
MEDICAL LOG 003 - NICKI F SHARPE
CURRENTLY: HOLD ON WE'RE LEAVING WHAT
Nicki looked around as Caelum choke on your own spit one evening and save UNES the bother of killing you Jameson loudly and excitedly announced that they were leaving. Where are the other Psyches. Are you seriously not going to wait on the other- no, looks like you're not, looks like I'm going to be the only one... thought Nicki as Caelum die clambered over the chair like a 5 year old and weaved in and out of the benches.
It took everything in her to avoid swinging one into her shins.
Risty and Tide were getting breakfast, but Nicki didn't like to take off on a full stomach; in fact, she knew that three of the numerous crates full of "Medical Supplies" were actually food rationed stuffed in medicine bottles, hence why she looked like she was well-stocked for the trip...to be fair, the budget only stretched so thin, and she just hoped the crew were properly vaccinated like she was. The real amount of med supplies was absolutely pitiful, but with a surplus of rubbing alcohol and bleach to sterilize things and use them again. She just used some old empty bottles which she bought on the cheap to stuff food into because she didn't know or trust any of these people yet and wouldn't be caught dead eating their food. Who knows what they might add to it?
Nicki stood up, sloping off from the rest of the crew without so much of a nod. She followed Risty outdoors, calling out just loud enough for her to hear - "Hey, you know she hasn't bothered waiting on the other Psyches, right? The UNES are trying to mass-produce those suckers and I'll eat her stupid tye-dye T-shirt if we don't bump into a couple on this trip." It was obvious who Nicki was talking about, because she was busy glaring at Caelum. It was worth sounding even a little bit disappointed so she didn't seem arrogant, but...
...Nicki knew that meant all of the Psyche on this trip belonged to her, and that gave her a grim determination to stick it out until the very end. It also gave her a very possessive streak over that drug; briefly, she considered just how much pain she could put people through if they tried to steal one of those needles right under her nose, and for once, a genuine little smile flickered across her features. It was lost, however, due to the fact nobody was really looking at her.
It was also lost when Nicki got a proper look at the ship. She stared at the hulk of metal in mute disappointment and a bit of horror; that thing was far too old to fly properly. In her mind's eye, she imagined a meteor slamming into the hull, ripping a hole in the structure and dragging everyone - even Risty - out into space. Well, if they started crashing, Nicki knew what to do - shoot up another Psyche shot and pray she can grab a suit in time.
"Looks like it's fully operational!" called out Nicki, clapping her hands together and rubbing them in the cold morning air. She didn't even have to add any sarcasm on that sentence because it was a flat-out lie in and of itself anyway, as she shot a grin at Risty. "Can't wait to see inside, can you?"
CURRENTLY: HOLD ON WE'RE LEAVING WHAT
Nicki looked around as Caelum choke on your own spit one evening and save UNES the bother of killing you Jameson loudly and excitedly announced that they were leaving. Where are the other Psyches. Are you seriously not going to wait on the other- no, looks like you're not, looks like I'm going to be the only one... thought Nicki as Caelum die clambered over the chair like a 5 year old and weaved in and out of the benches.
It took everything in her to avoid swinging one into her shins.
Risty and Tide were getting breakfast, but Nicki didn't like to take off on a full stomach; in fact, she knew that three of the numerous crates full of "Medical Supplies" were actually food rationed stuffed in medicine bottles, hence why she looked like she was well-stocked for the trip...to be fair, the budget only stretched so thin, and she just hoped the crew were properly vaccinated like she was. The real amount of med supplies was absolutely pitiful, but with a surplus of rubbing alcohol and bleach to sterilize things and use them again. She just used some old empty bottles which she bought on the cheap to stuff food into because she didn't know or trust any of these people yet and wouldn't be caught dead eating their food. Who knows what they might add to it?
Nicki stood up, sloping off from the rest of the crew without so much of a nod. She followed Risty outdoors, calling out just loud enough for her to hear - "Hey, you know she hasn't bothered waiting on the other Psyches, right? The UNES are trying to mass-produce those suckers and I'll eat her stupid tye-dye T-shirt if we don't bump into a couple on this trip." It was obvious who Nicki was talking about, because she was busy glaring at Caelum. It was worth sounding even a little bit disappointed so she didn't seem arrogant, but...
...Nicki knew that meant all of the Psyche on this trip belonged to her, and that gave her a grim determination to stick it out until the very end. It also gave her a very possessive streak over that drug; briefly, she considered just how much pain she could put people through if they tried to steal one of those needles right under her nose, and for once, a genuine little smile flickered across her features. It was lost, however, due to the fact nobody was really looking at her.
It was also lost when Nicki got a proper look at the ship. She stared at the hulk of metal in mute disappointment and a bit of horror; that thing was far too old to fly properly. In her mind's eye, she imagined a meteor slamming into the hull, ripping a hole in the structure and dragging everyone - even Risty - out into space. Well, if they started crashing, Nicki knew what to do - shoot up another Psyche shot and pray she can grab a suit in time.
"Looks like it's fully operational!" called out Nicki, clapping her hands together and rubbing them in the cold morning air. She didn't even have to add any sarcasm on that sentence because it was a flat-out lie in and of itself anyway, as she shot a grin at Risty. "Can't wait to see inside, can you?"
McHaggis said
Uwu, Tide's new picture is really pretty (and I mean that in a handsome sense.)I'll try and get that post of mine up asap but oh my god I burnt my hand and can no longer type at 100+ WPM. As soon as I get some painkillers I'll start it.
True determination to the cause of your RP asks for you to cut off that which is hindering you.
*passes kitchen knife*
Man, you people post quickly, I promised I'd take a look the next morning...gotta write a reply ASAP!
Haggis, check your PMs.
Wheeee, Nicki's head hurts and she can't stop thinking.
Wheeee, Nicki's head hurts and she can't stop thinking.
MEDICAL LOG 003 - NICKI F SHARPE
CURRENTLY: Sulking.
Nicki fell quiet really quickly. Forget the others, forget this room, she couldn't even bring up enough energy to say hello to any of the new people. Of course, she couldn't stop her mind from working, and it thumped away like a migraine, monotonously churning out the facts on her new crew members, starting with Erik. Genuinely wants to make friends. No significant tattoos. Stupid hair-cut. Again, keeps his backpack with him, he either doesn't trust the Medusa or couldn't be bothered to walk all the way to put his bag away...Either way, he's prepared. And by god he's dull on the point of being completely blank... Nicki dismissed the man almost right away. She let loose a little whimper of pain, before realising that whimpering in pain is probably a very odd thing to do, so she quickly apologised with a "Sorry, migraines, get them a lot..." and went back to her bad mood.
Someone slightly more interesting walked in. No no no no no-Skinny, fairly diminutive, not a talking person but that's not because he's flaunting his power because he's got absolutely none. No introduction, looks very nervous...sad. Grieving. Mourning. Perhaps an underlying mental issue like chronic depression or PTSD? Well, the captain certainly doesn't have PTSD, he's actually talking and making little barely-humourous jokes... Damnit! Every time she did that it hurt her head. Nicki straightened up a bit, trying to look more alert, more cheerful...and then someone touched her shoulder and Nicki was caught so off-guard that one of the benches lurched backwards with a clattering BANG, followed by a squeak of surprise from the terrified receptionist in the other room.
Nicki peered up at the offender, and was caught off-guard again because she looked at Risty and instead of getting a page-long list of facts, all her mind would come up with was...Huh. How nice of her. This was a very rare occurrence; and also, annoyingly, one of Nicki's weakest points. Sometimes in her life a couple of people might ascend in Nicki's ranks from 'friend-who-belongs-to-me' to 'actual-friend-and-equal', and it just so happened to be the double-crossing, murdering, kidnapping, stealing pirate who'd sack the ship as soon as we were out of orbit. Nicki certainly had to keep an eye on this woman, because she could sense that things were going to go awry very quickly.
Risty-the-not-friend and the other man, Tide or whatever his name is, started smoking in the room. Not like Nicki cared too much, so long as it didn't reach the med lab. Speaking of not reaching the med lab...Nicki's eyes fell on Caelum. That woman had issues that couldn't be fixed with medicine, Nicki noticed. Fidgeting. PTSD. Not talking. PTSD. Constantly marred by her thoughts-oh I feel for you, trust me- but still a sign of PTSD. Weak excuse, whatever's on her mind is almost as heavy as mine, PTSD PTSD PTSD... Nicki stared at Caelum with concern, and all of a sudden her eyes lit up with surprise and narrowed. She knew now. She realised what was up.
Instantly, Caelum went from frenemy to "DO NOT TRUST EVER."
Of course, Nicki had to get distracted by the gasping, wheezing woman who sounded like she was going to have a heart attack. She quickly turned around, peering at the late, hurried, unorganized co-captain. Ran quite a distance, went on the path, either kissed or slept on her comms unit, late, really not organised at all, pretty cheery...why'd they trust her with co-captain? Hell, even noodles over there would do better than her! thought Nicki, her gaze flickering to the still-silent Pascal, then back to Valerie. Erik took a jab at her, and Nicki grinned a little at the joke until-Woah woah woah what was that?! Is she just pretending? Step number one, woman, never drop your act like that for such a minor thing...step number two, don't hide your true intentions from a woman who's already pro at that kind of thing. Looks like you're going on my list too, along with Risty and Caelum.
Why did it have to be the women who were deceitful, manipulative and untrustworthy? Nicki might as well hang around all of the blokes just to make sure she doesn't wake up with a scalpel in her back.
CURRENTLY: Sulking.
Nicki fell quiet really quickly. Forget the others, forget this room, she couldn't even bring up enough energy to say hello to any of the new people. Of course, she couldn't stop her mind from working, and it thumped away like a migraine, monotonously churning out the facts on her new crew members, starting with Erik. Genuinely wants to make friends. No significant tattoos. Stupid hair-cut. Again, keeps his backpack with him, he either doesn't trust the Medusa or couldn't be bothered to walk all the way to put his bag away...Either way, he's prepared. And by god he's dull on the point of being completely blank... Nicki dismissed the man almost right away. She let loose a little whimper of pain, before realising that whimpering in pain is probably a very odd thing to do, so she quickly apologised with a "Sorry, migraines, get them a lot..." and went back to her bad mood.
Someone slightly more interesting walked in. No no no no no-Skinny, fairly diminutive, not a talking person but that's not because he's flaunting his power because he's got absolutely none. No introduction, looks very nervous...sad. Grieving. Mourning. Perhaps an underlying mental issue like chronic depression or PTSD? Well, the captain certainly doesn't have PTSD, he's actually talking and making little barely-humourous jokes... Damnit! Every time she did that it hurt her head. Nicki straightened up a bit, trying to look more alert, more cheerful...and then someone touched her shoulder and Nicki was caught so off-guard that one of the benches lurched backwards with a clattering BANG, followed by a squeak of surprise from the terrified receptionist in the other room.
Nicki peered up at the offender, and was caught off-guard again because she looked at Risty and instead of getting a page-long list of facts, all her mind would come up with was...Huh. How nice of her. This was a very rare occurrence; and also, annoyingly, one of Nicki's weakest points. Sometimes in her life a couple of people might ascend in Nicki's ranks from 'friend-who-belongs-to-me' to 'actual-friend-and-equal', and it just so happened to be the double-crossing, murdering, kidnapping, stealing pirate who'd sack the ship as soon as we were out of orbit. Nicki certainly had to keep an eye on this woman, because she could sense that things were going to go awry very quickly.
Risty-the-not-friend and the other man, Tide or whatever his name is, started smoking in the room. Not like Nicki cared too much, so long as it didn't reach the med lab. Speaking of not reaching the med lab...Nicki's eyes fell on Caelum. That woman had issues that couldn't be fixed with medicine, Nicki noticed. Fidgeting. PTSD. Not talking. PTSD. Constantly marred by her thoughts-oh I feel for you, trust me- but still a sign of PTSD. Weak excuse, whatever's on her mind is almost as heavy as mine, PTSD PTSD PTSD... Nicki stared at Caelum with concern, and all of a sudden her eyes lit up with surprise and narrowed. She knew now. She realised what was up.
Instantly, Caelum went from frenemy to "DO NOT TRUST EVER."
Of course, Nicki had to get distracted by the gasping, wheezing woman who sounded like she was going to have a heart attack. She quickly turned around, peering at the late, hurried, unorganized co-captain. Ran quite a distance, went on the path, either kissed or slept on her comms unit, late, really not organised at all, pretty cheery...why'd they trust her with co-captain? Hell, even noodles over there would do better than her! thought Nicki, her gaze flickering to the still-silent Pascal, then back to Valerie. Erik took a jab at her, and Nicki grinned a little at the joke until-Woah woah woah what was that?! Is she just pretending? Step number one, woman, never drop your act like that for such a minor thing...step number two, don't hide your true intentions from a woman who's already pro at that kind of thing. Looks like you're going on my list too, along with Risty and Caelum.
Why did it have to be the women who were deceitful, manipulative and untrustworthy? Nicki might as well hang around all of the blokes just to make sure she doesn't wake up with a scalpel in her back.
Dipper said
Well, it was really just a joke, but yeah, those two options could work.
Number of times I take things too seriously: 1.
Let's keep count. Just like the Frozen puns.
Dipper said A story arc with Risty trying to hijack the Medusa once they run into some Strontium Serpents, maybe?
Would probably end with Risty getting shot in the head. We can always find a new mechanic, see...it has to be in moderation; if Risty went and did that, she'd probably get killed, or at least jettisoned out of the Medusa into deep space. I doubt a two captains, an unstable crazy medic and a few hardened soldiers would take that kind of crap lightly.
Unless you had an idea to get around that? Conflicting morals, Risty realises she doesn't want to hurt her friends? The serpents doublecross her?
Dipper said
This is a smart idea - Action is all well and good, but what is the point of Roleplaying if there is no character development?
Mhm, this RP allows the characters to partake in their own character development should you have any ideas for it, but in return we ask for regular posting of a decent quality to retain interest.
For example, Nicki is going to throw some major character development on the team much later on.
Interact with each other, start making friends, enemies, romantic interests. Remember that this crew will likely be together for months with only each other to talk to. If you want your character to go through something terrifying, wonderful or just plain badass, drop me AND Haggis into a PM and we can sort it out.
This is just the very beginning, though - the countdown before takeoff. If you want your chance in the limelight, we will give it to you because there's so few of us. But to get that character development we need to move the plot along, which can't happen if people get bored and don't bother posting enough to move on. Basically, don't be afraid of PMing us if you have an idea.
(Note: both your GMs live in GMT +0.)
McHaggis said
Don't worry Stitches! Soon.On that note, I'm going to be setting a tentative deadline for all remaining character sheets to be in (my reserved First Oficer, Mercury's mysterious Psyche and any other Psyche that shows up) for The reason for this is so we can have all the characters in The Medusa and the first mission started ASAP. Should there still be spaces open, we can try and fill them up after that.
Co-captain spot is free, along with both psyche roles. This does not stop you from posting. If need be, I can make a co-captain, but we don't badly need Psyches....
Me and Haggis will talk about the possibility of two characters per person, but I'm against that. It means if someone drops out, we lose two people instead of one. Such a small RP group demands activity and action over passive reaction; in waiting periods like this we expect you guys to at least spark up a conversation, which we will help to support, until either Haggis or I start to steer the plot again.
Me and Haggis will talk about the possibility of two characters per person, but I'm against that. It means if someone drops out, we lose two people instead of one. Such a small RP group demands activity and action over passive reaction; in waiting periods like this we expect you guys to at least spark up a conversation, which we will help to support, until either Haggis or I start to steer the plot again.
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