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Futuristic Star Gazers

Chapter 1 - The Awakening


You'd Awake to a Blasting Alarm, It would ring throught your Ears as you were Blasted out of the Cryo Pods.


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Ferron hit the ground with a heavy thud as he inhaled deeply, his lungs burning with the sudden intrusion of fresh air, which he hadn't known for years. He lay on the ground for a moment, gasping for air, before his breathing fell back to its normal pattern. He reached down, and pushed himself up onto shaky legs, eyes darting around the room in an attempt to discern where it was that he had been ejected. His head pounded, his ears rang, his eyes were still blurred somewhat.
 
"Citizens. This is a Critical Alert." His voice would sound Calm, As the Alarms went along the Halls "Im sending Evacuation Drones over to You." You'd hear a Loud Beep, The ship would be going at huge Alatatuides making the Metal Shake and warm up in the Speed.
 
You'd see a Few Thin looking Drones Speeding to you with their Limbs missing, They'd escort the Survivors to the Escape Pods Bay making it a Swift Evacuation.


As you moved on you'd see Skeletons on the Floors with the Mold growing on to them like it has been Decades since a last person stepped out of the Pods. But the Most Distrubing thing was, You were the only ones Left with the Androids made for you.


The Ship Shaked more Violently, On the side stood a Large Looking Android with his Limbs attached and his Body being Prestine he'd Motion his Hand to the Pod in a way to make sure the Androids delivered the People onto the Board in Safety, you'd be Pushed into the Pod in a way to Hurry the Progress up.


The Giant Android Figure entered with a Loud Thud, His face would Twitch around and his Movements were Twitchy Aswell with each Step. His face would Move around with his Artificial limbs moving around.


He'd Slam the Red button on the Side making the Pod door to Close and to Detach the Doomed ship heading towards the Giant Planet. . .


The Android looked out the Window he'd become Stiff and no longer Response.
 
Having found himself suddenly thrust into an escape pod, Ferron shook his head to attempt and clear it from the buzz of noise that had assaulted his eardrums only moments ago. He moved to the big android, and tapped on its side, "hey buddy, you awake?" He asked as he observed the thing.
 
The Androids head did a 160 Degree turn to the Man, Then the body Fallowed.


"Sit Down, We have a lot to go Through" He'd say and he'd Go into Sleep mode as the Pod neared the Giant Planet right next to the Ship, The New Dawn begun.


( @BlueOctober This is a Short post cause I got to go to Sleep cause UK times, And You can NPC me)
 
(Hi there - im friends with Encrypted & fuzz, im new to this website, but not Rping, I was wondering if i could join in, looks pretty cool)
 
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Star Gazers Character Sheet


Name: Endo Kelts


Age: Around 121 human years, 15 Ka'ven Years


Race: Kar'ven Ren [Sub species of the Kar'ven, the Ren side of the race is known for there aggressiveness 


Race or Family’s Allegiance during the War: Endo And his brother both received payment from the old federation to hunt down supporters on Fed worlds, and to cull any chance of inside rebellion 


Gender: the Kar'ven Ren Have no gender, though personality wise, Endo is male


Appearance: Standing at 5'11, Endo Is short for his race, who are normaly 7'1, but he is just as much a Kar'ven Ren as anyone, Three large bone spikes protrude from his mostly human like jaw, the spikes are each 11cm long, his jaw splits open (Sort of like the covenant type jaw - from halo) to reveal a set of human like teeth, then behind that a set of shark like fangs, his knuckles are more block shaped, other then that he looks mostly human)


Personality: Endo Is quite agressive in and out of battle, but he does have loyalty. 


Brief Description of your Character’s Family: He was abandon at birth, accustom to his race, he never met his real mother


Brief Character History: Born 40 years before the war, he served as a solider during the Kar'ven Ren independence war, where he won the medal of honour. 


Equipment: Endo uses three main weapons, A NV8-Blaster Rifle, That fires Silicon plasma in the form of a Dark yellow bolt, it is accustom to the Kar'Ven race, His third weapon is a standard PP1 Blaster pistol, That fires Silicon Plasma In the form of a yellow bolt, and his last weapon, A Kar'venian Hyper wipe, A rare weapon in Kar'ven culture, he managed to pick it up durring the Kar'ven ren war. It super heats concentrated Plasma along a lond emmiter, strung out around 8 feet. He flies the BBH-901 Personel fighter, A common Kar'ven Ship  


This is fairly basic, but this should be all that is necessary
 
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[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]    [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Home Planet: Ya’ava II, a Frigid Cold Wasteland Populated by a small amount of sentient life, But was Rich in Fuel. [/SIZE]


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[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]    [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Brief Description of your Character’s Family: Classic Everyday Freighters, Rarely Saw contant with Him.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]    [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Brief Character History: He Grew up on Ya’ava II a PLanet that was rich in Fuel, When we was a boy he Watched as Ships Flew to and From the refueling platforms. He lived with his Grandparents, His Parents Were Freighters, delivering goods To the planet Ever so often. When he reached the age of 24 he Bought his Own Freighter. He left the Cold planet in Search of Something Better to do with his Life, and Money.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=14.666666666666666px]    [/SIZE][SIZE=14.666666666666666px]Equipment: 2 Plasma Revolvers, Class-2 R-29 Freighter.  [/SIZE]

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Whilst this was all happening, about 12 Thousand miles away from the large planets surface, in space, the Kar'ven Ship turned off its Cloaking device.


The engine Blarred, as the ship zoomed towards the planet, following the path of the escape pod.


Inside, The hooded figure spoke his strange language 


"Kerkun De runk" (Send down the scoutbots) he spoke the strange tone


With in seven secounds, three small orb objects, the size of golf balls, where shot out of the ships hull, they followed behind the pod, the Kar'ven ship swerved off, heading 50 Km South of the pods predicted landing point
 
Ferron stalked back to the seat that was well, the only one that the drones weren't currently sitting or moving around. He glanced at the planet below, and pondered about it. He didn't recognize the place, not from any star charts, but this could be some sort of unchartered planet. Whatever it was, the young man didn't like it one bit.
 
Ferron stalked back to the seat that was well, the only one that the drones weren't currently sitting or moving around. He glanced at the planet below, and pondered about it. He didn't recognize the place, not from any star charts, but this could be some sort of unchartered planet. Whatever it was, the young man didn't like it one bit.

Aloud CLANK Was heard on the side of his pod, followed by three more


CLANK


CLANK


CLANK


The three bots drilled there way into the Pod, but the drills where wide enough to keep the oxygen from escaping.


The drills opend up, three camras flicked on, and closely watched the boy.
 
Aloud CLANK Was heard on the side of his pod, followed by three more


CLANK


CLANK


CLANK


The three bots drilled there way into the Pod, but the drills where wide enough to keep the oxygen from escaping.


The drills opend up, three camras flicked on, and closely watched the boy.

He bolted away from the three...things, whatever in the seven hells they were, the moment that they drilled through the hull. Ferron almost thought for a moment that he was going to be spaced, before noticing that the thing had sealed the holes that they themselves had created. His breathing became steady once more as he held himself back against the front of the pod. "What the hell..."
 
He bolted away from the three...things, whatever in the seven hells they were, the moment that they drilled through the hull. Ferron almost thought for a moment that he was going to be spaced, before noticing that the thing had sealed the holes that they themselves had created. His breathing became steady once more as he held himself back against the front of the pod. "What the hell..."

Moments passed as nothing happens, the bots waited for the pod to be with-in range of the planet.


The moment the pod came in range the bots rolled into the escape pod, the danger of being sucked out via space was nolonger a theat, the bots then seemed to break open, relieving possibly thousands of smaller spider like droids.


The droids scuttled around, making there way into the computer systems on the escape pod.


And then there was no sound
 
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Name: Elaine


Age: Over 1 million years old


Race: Bulgary


Race or Family’s Allegiance during the War: Federation


Gender: Female 
Home Planet: Elaine's home planet was Abaroth, which was home to galactic nomads.


Personality: Elaine is very offish and cannot express her feelings clearly. She finds life as sort of a game, seeing as she is immortal. She does not find helping other beneficial, and normally does not intervene in problems unless they greatly effect her. She finds death humorous, as she cannot die. Short-lived beings amuse her, such a humans, as their deaths amaze her. Elaine is very calm, but does not pay attention to many things. Her mind wanders often as she finds anything distracting. Elaine is hard to get along with, but those who do get along with her find her presence a help, as she is extremely observant.


Brief Description of your Character’s Family: Elaine is apart of an immortal race of alien called the Bulgary, who were once powerful rulers of the old galaxy. They destroyed cities and planets with their magic, eventually leading to their demise. Jewelry was crafted that contained their powers within the objects, and in order to retain some of their power, the Bulgary had to act like law abiding citizens, removing their jewelry and gaining a fraction of their power back.


Brief Character History: Elaine was a powerful destroyer in the Bulgary race, capable of destroying cities on a bad day and planets on a good day. She was contained and found no particular joy in life anymore, somewhat losing a part of her mind. She has removed 3 of 5 of her trinkets.


Equipment: The Bulgary have a slime that coats their bodies, which can be altered to be sticky or acidic. This is a primal defense measure, as it drains most of their energy. Elaine is capable of whipping up storms based on the climate around her, and can cast simple elemental skills (such as a thunderbolt).
 
   Ferron felt the pod jerk as it smashed into the ground of the planet, having only been somewhat shaky as it had careened in a fireball through the atmosphere of the planet that the pod had set him on course for. Ferron flew forward, hit the floor, when the pod hit the ground, and lay there for a moment as he waited to ensure that the pod was steady before he stood up. He glanced to the android that he forced him onto the pod, before his eyes darted toward the door. He didn't know if this planet was safe for humans, but Ferron guessed that dying on a planet's surface would be better than rotting in the escape pod.


He stepped forward, and pushed the door open, allowing it to hit the ground with a loud clang as it reverberated on the rock that the pod had come to rest on.


@Dynoface
 
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   Ferron felt the pod jerk as it smashed into the ground of the planet, having only been somewhat shaky as it had careened in a fireball through the atmosphere of the planet that the pod had set him on course for. Ferron flew forward, hit the floor, when the pod hit the ground, and lay there for a moment as he waited to ensure that the pod was steady before he stood up. He glanced to the android that he forced him onto the pod, before his eyes darted toward the door. He didn't know if this planet was safe for humans, but Ferron guessed that dying on a planet's surface would be better than rotting in the escape pod.


He stepped forward, and pushed the door open, allowing it to hit the ground with a loud clang as it reverberated on the rock that the pod had come to rest on.


@Dynoface

In front of him, just 15 feet away, was a strange figure, standing at 5'11, he had a metalic mask, with an orange blinking dot in the corner, in his right hand a long whip like object blazed and crackled.


"Venkur" (scum) he spoke
 

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