TheYouthPastor

The Galactic Ocean

Oliveia was completely entranced by the scene unfolding in front of her. This was only the third time she had been exposed to so many people. The first had been when she was removed from her home and the second at her "Trial" though, not being recognized as a lifeform at that point had made it a trial in name only. She remembered her fathers last words before he was taken away from her "My darling, Oleander. This world you are about to enter is going to be a dark place. Do not let it color your spirit. This place you are going is nothing like actual life. I love you, my darling girl" And she had remembered loving him too, with all of the artificial emotion she could muster. She really tried. His words, however had been a confusion to her, as they often were. Logically this was exactly like actual life. She ate, breathed, slept, all the things she had done in the lab. She had also learned more about human interaction here than anywhere before. She had observed guards joke and jostle each other, enjoying the jeers. In trying it herself she found that they did not appreciate her criticisms like they did their colleagues. She was convinced that he still did not understand the intricacies of humor, but vowed to learn. She was lost in thought now. The door opened and another lifeform was brought in, and introduced as their superior. Oleander hung on the vice admirals every word naturally seeing him as the authority figure and concluding that his information would be superior to those around her. She had studied ancient right of passage among species with her father and without guidance concluded that this was what was happening. She was to prove herself an adult woman and capable of contributing to society. There was apprehension in her heart, but a hint of something else. excitement? She had studied terrorism. Her father had condemned it, and though ethics were still a foreign idea to her she had listened. Logically the use of fear among organics was effective. She had remembered that. This organics designation was lex. He was to be her new proxy. As captain her thoughts would be relayed up the chain of command to her superiors. Oleander accessed every naval data file she had on record, trying to understand the hierarchy she was becoming a part of. The other members of her network, (no that's not the word) "Team" she corrected herself, they each spoke in turn. They introduced themselves and volunteered seemingly random information. It suddenly occurred to her that she too would be expected to do this. What to say? Standing quickly in unintentionally dramatic flair she spoke clearly "I am Oleander Oliveia, daughter of Charles Olivea. My serial number is 598754, I am made of an organic/silicone composite and I am 2 years old as of yesterday" She mimicked the smile that her father had shown in his moments of pride, as she too now felt proud of herself for participating.

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Name: Adrain Tyler Age: 48 Background: Adrain taught biology at the local high school and is recently separated from his wife after an affair with the school secretary. She took his youngest daughter with her. His son who is 23 has not spoken to him since the divorce. Though this was never taken public, most people heard the rumors. Generally laid back and mellow Adrain is well liked by many townsfolk, though his reputation with the fairer sex has been dramatically damaged by allegations of the affair. In light of the hell that they now live in Adrain longs to reconnect with his family, but has no idea where they might now be. Items: Lighter, flashlight, .22 caliber revolver Skills: Camping skills, charming, Throwing (played football)

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Riverside Iowa "No-one really knows how the outbreak started, and certainly no-one expected it to go this far. Indeed there were little signs that this was going to be the world ending apocalypse that the media always made it out to be. In the initial hours of contamination there was little fear of it getting out of hand and the U.S. government was able to contain most infections. This changed quickly as the sun set on day one. The entire demeanor of the undead changed at nightfall, changing from the relatively harmless shamblers to violent and agile killing machines. In one night the U.S. government completely lost control of the situation. Entire towns were wiped off the map and the surviving population flooded out of cities to less populated rural areas. Its been a week since the undead gained the upper hand. Survivors have found that the only safe course of action was to move during the day and stay completely silent during the night. Any mistake could cost you not only your own life but the lives of all those around you in this black hell of nightfall." - From the journal of Devika Jones

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Accepting character applications PM me with the following - Image: (Photo realistic) Name: Age: Background: Items: Skills: Try and be realistic, even minimalist with your item choice as being poorly equipped will be half the fun. if you have specific questions feel free to ask. OP characters will be denied.

The Galactic Ocean

Character name: Oleander Oliveia Apparel: Ballistic resistance nano-weave Weapons: Standard issue semi automatic Mattock rifle. Compound bow with heat-tip razor arrows. Personal starfighter: The Auduhlma, refurbished starfighter Criminal?: Yes Convicted for: Product of illegal AI research Species: AI Gender: Female Sexual orientation: Asexual Age: 2 Human Years (cognitively and mentally an adult) Height: 5'7 Weight: 110lbs Equipment: Magnetic weapons platform (Basically tactical webbing with smart magnetics that allow weapons to be put away or pulled out simply by pressing them against it) Boot jets for short distance flight. Personal starfighter: The Auduhlma, refurbished starfighter Skills: Proficient at programming and electrical systems, hacking, repairing. Weaknesses: Susceptible to EMP. While it will not shut her down completely it will dampen her cognitive abilities making her uncoordinated and sluggish. Powers: Can directly interface with electronics by touch, personal shield integrated into body. (Control of this can be overridden by the authorities) Personality: Friendly to allies but cold and with no concept of the value of a single life. It's a numbers game to Oliveia Biography: Oleanders "Father" was famed cybernetics researcher Charles Oliveia. Her first years of live were spent cloistered away in his lab where he taught her the basics of human interaction. Her short but comfortable existence was interrupted when colleagues of Doctor Oliveia learned of his research and reported it to the government authorities. Oleander was seized and locked away, AI that can think and make decisions on its own being both feared and illegal. After several debates on the theory of what qualifies as life, the government decided that she could join Oblivion squad and thereby earn some form of freedom.

TheYouthPastor's Request Thread (It goes ding when there's stuff!!)

I'm partial to the Outbreak roleplay.

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TheYouthPastor's Request Thread (It goes ding when there's stuff!!)

Hi all! TheYouthPastor here. My friends and I are a couple of veteran Roleplayers looking for more people to play larger scale plots that we've been working on. I will update this thread as often as I can. If you have interest please be at least semi literate and capable of matching our one to two paragraphs per post. *'s Indicate the motivation we have to play a certain RP Please PM me if interested and I will start a RP once we have enough members. Thanks! -TheYouthPastor ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- (Warworld)** The galaxies most dangerous criminals are sent to the prison planet Warworld. Here they compete for their freedom in a hunger-games like fight for survival. The entire event is televised with the possibility of sponsors and also special pod drops that will be filled with all manner of things Useful or even deadly. Survive Warworld and you walk, let your guard down and die. (U.F.S. Geneva)*** The galaxies greatest nations are convening at a summit at the space station Geneva in the neutral zone when they are set upon by an unknown force. As the enormous ship begins to charge weapons it swats the fleet surrounding Geneva like flies. The entire station is bathed in blinding light seconds later finding itself in freefall onto an unknown world. Lightyears from their homes, without trasportation and with political alliances rickety at best, how long until the survivors succumb to the alien world.... or each other? (Outbreak)**** Who doesn't love zombies? nothing fancy here, lets see how long we survive the apocalypse.