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6 yrs ago
You know what’d be great? If you could give permission so other people could edit your post! That would be great!
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6 yrs ago
I have a cold. It sucks. A lot. I can’t breathe through my nose
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7 yrs ago
Happy Halloween everyone! Get spooked!
7 yrs ago
People, please join this, we need more people roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
7 yrs ago
I will always take more people, please join roleplayerguild.com/topics/…

Bio

Hello! I'm superservo27! Call me that or any variation thereof.
I like sci-fi. Seriously, of all the RPs I've been in (as of this writing, January 2018), only two weren't Scifi in some capacity. I like a lot of stuff. If I went through it all, it'd be an ungodly amount of text. It also fluctuates on a sometimes daily basis.

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Name: Jin Kobayashi
Faction: Addisons
Ship: Dragon Goddess
Location: Mars

“Uh huh... Got it… Love you too, mom. Bye.” Jin turned to his crew. “Alright. We guessed it would happen. Get on the ship, let’s go!” He ran up the docking bay and scampered up the ladder. He jumped into his pilot seat and started up the engines. Jin flipped a switch and spoke into the microphone. “All hands, get to jump stations. We’re leaving as soon as we can.” The ship’s stardrive spooled to life. The antigrav lift-off plates started lifting the Dragon Goddess into the air. “Take-off in 3… 2… 1…” The ship jumped and accelerated toward space. The red Martian soil soon became a distant blur as the ship’s StarDrive launched it to the speed of light. He punched in the ship’s next destination: Uranus. “Heh, Uranus.”



Name: Sevro Barca
Faction: Addisons
Ship: HMS Fuck Off
Location: Uranus

Sevro had been staring at the tiara for the last few minutes wondering if he should wear it. On one hand, it would be fun wearing a fortune on his head. But on the other, hand people might recognize it for what it is. The tiara is, more like was, an ancient Gray heirloom usually gifted to young women of the family at their coming of age ceremony. Sevro finally decided against it and tossed it in the bag with the rest of his treasures. Turning to leave the vault, he showed his eye to the retinal scanner and stepped out of the vault into a hallway of the bank. As he made his way out of the bank a teller nodded their head to him, “Good day, Mr. Stronburg.”

”Have a nice day, Timothy.” As he walked out onto the street, Sevro began to head back to his ship. Sevro had always liked the banks on Uranus best because they did the least in background checks. As Sevro turned the corner, he froze in his tracks. ”But… that is my ship…” He was currently watching his ship fly away without him in it. Well, it hadn’t always been his ship, it had once been a navy frigate that had been patrolling the asteroid field. He could see multiple police cruisers surrounding his ship as they escorted it away. “Bloody thieves stole my ship”

Perfect, time to draw my character and suck ass at it
There, version 1.5
Fun fact, folks! If you do [color=3e3a3a].[/color], you can add more space between paragraphs
@ArenaSnow So as we go along and name the countries in our backstories, will you update the map?
@ClocktowerEchos Hate myself for missing this, in the last paragraph you wrote rouge (red). It should be rogue.

That's everything Grammarly marked.

Edit: Oh, hey! It's Clocktower_squeaks!
Harrison shouts out, "Bugs Bunny! You know, like, "what's up, doc!" I'm very funny." He mumbles that last part to himself. "Ah, whatever, I'm out." He got up and went to the shooting range. He fired up his Focus, selected his rifle and put it through maintenance. He took out the lens, checked it for cracks, and placed it back inside the gun again. He fired it in both its single- and split-shot configurations. After deeming it sufficiently working, he put it back into his backpack. He summoned his spear and, without turning it on, started training with Bob, the incredibly damaged dummy. He stabbed it some and slashed it some then punched it some because why not. After showering, Harrison went to the kitchen to survey what he had to work with. Surprisingly, quite a bit. He got to work making a pork stir-fry and some rice. He found some bags of potstickers and, after some math, started preparing 36 (3 for each non-robot) of them.
So, am I correct in guessing that the absorbo-gel is set up?
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