Futuristic The Grand Adventures of Spacelancer Rejects (OOC)

[Jarkov Malachai]

cue vulmar buying some experimental phase tech he uses purely to pull these two out of tight spaces

im now imagine if them saying unironically "if I fits i sits"

It'll be really funny if no one remembers to check where they are when the ship goes to take on fuel.

Someone walking by engineering, the valves open, fluid rushes in and-
"Hey ... Does anyone hear garbled screaming coming from the fuel tanks?"
An hour later and there's just a pale, tired looking Leviathan sitting in the view deck smelling like HE-3.
"I was so comfy. "
"You forgot to check the ships schedule."
"Yea? Well excuse me for doing a four hour vac walk to fix the rad shielding on the port side of the ship yesterday."
. . .
Eyes narrow."You told me you were asleep all yesterday."

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

It'll be really funny if no one remembers to check where they are when the ship goes to take on fuel.

Someone walking by engineering, the valves open, fluid rushes in and-
"Hey ... Does anyone hear garbled screaming coming from the fuel tanks?"
An hour later and there's just a pale, tired looking Leviathan sitting in the view deck smelling like HE-3.
"I was so comfy. "
"You forgot to check the ships schedule."
"Yea? Well excuse me for doing a four hour vac walk to fix the rad shielding on the port side of the ship yesterday."
. . .
Eyes narrow."You told me you were asleep all yesterday."

We are going to lock him in the cargo hold with 6 weasels

 

[noil]

this is how ace dies strangled to death by a giant fox man

deserved tbh because it definitely will not ask before taking it

 

[Jarkov Malachai]

We are going to lock him in the cargo hold with 6 weasels

Why weasels?

 

[Jarkov Malachai]

Also listen if you lock Kalliban in there with weasels you are punishing Korriban with weasels. And Korriban did nothing wrong, he even knitted you fluffy earmuffs.

 

[Jarkov Malachai]

On another note, spacepirate can we put stuff on the Lore tab that's somewhat ambiguous?
As in not entirely finished pieces of lore, broken, halted poems specifically to be mysterious?
I love making corrupted data files and creepy poems.

 

[Jarkov Malachai]

For example.

Fight, Struggle, Survive My Children,
Fight, Struggle, Survive as you have since the dawn of your creation,

Amidst the primal worlds of water, fire, desert and ash,
You climbed your way to the top with rock and fang, Tooth and Nail,
Once having claimed your throne you spread out across your world,
Spread and Spread until your lands grew crowded, suffocating,

Choking on eachother, you struck out,
One hand reached for the blade of strife,
So long ago forgotten since times primeval,
Amidst the so called prosperity of Stagnation,
Crimson red splattered the ground,
Brother fighting Brother, Father Fighting Son,
The world was caught in the throes of civil war,

Out of desperation, or some fey hopeful dream,
Your ashen faces looked up at the sky, through a hole in the smoke,
To the stars beyond, and for a second you believed,
Believed of a better world, of grass and tree's,
Of clear blue skies and a place where the wind blows free,
The Dream Took root, spread throughout your lives, your waking moments,

You stopped fighting eachother, and instead looked up and out to the stars,
and lay down your arms,

Against all odds you broke free of the tethers that bound you,
Denied gravity and all her cardinal sins that sought to deny you your so-claimed destiny,

The Stars of the beyond and the worlds that followed,
World after world, system after system, your people grew,
Grew until you ran into another Traveler,
Much like you, scouting the vast reaches of space,
but unlike you, for their world was born of ice, wind and rain,

At first you tried for peace, to coexist,
But the age old instinct, born in you all from time immemorial rose up,
Once more the universe was shaken to its core in civil war,
Brother Fought Brother, not of blood but of spirit,
Of souls trying to find a way in a existence that gave you none,

When the dust settled and your Brothers life extinguished,
Crushed beneath your feet, you continued on,
Found more of your brothers out amongst the stars,
And so it began again,

Fight, Struggle and Strive my Children,
As you have amongst the stars from the first time you broke free,
Your conquests, losses, and fears, hopes and dreams,
Have grown with you as you journeyed from your broken homes and out to new ones,
Once more, in an age of peace now met with your Brothers,
you thrive amidst the endless stars,

Gone are the fears of being hunted,
Of the Night,
Of the Dark,
Of your Brothers out amongst the stars still waiting,


But now a new enemy arises,
One who has laid forgotten since the dawn of time,
It stirs in response to your stagnant lives,
To stand still is to rot my Children,
To stand still is to die,

So Fight, Struggle, and Survive my Children,

For what now comes will bring you to your knee's,
A foe that does not follow the rules your brothers and you have made,
That does not seek the same as you and he,
No my Children,

What comes next is a enemy older than time...
and more terrible than death.

Fight, and Struggle my Children.. .
But this time you will not survive.
​

-Excerpt from the Shattered Stele
As chronicled by Master Historian Conner​

 

[Keeperoftheghosts]

For example.

Fight, Struggle, Survive My Children,
Fight, Struggle, Survive as you have since the dawn of your creation,

Amidst the primal worlds of water, fire, desert and ash,
You climbed your way to the top with rock and fang, Tooth and Nail,
Once having claimed your throne you spread out across your world,
Spread and Spread until your lands grew crowded, suffocating,

Choking on eachother, you struck out,
One hand reached for the blade of strife,
So long ago forgotten since times primeval,
Amidst the so called prosperity of Stagnation,
Crimson red splattered the ground,
Brother fighting Brother, Father Fighting Son,
The world was caught in the throes of civil war,

Out of desperation, or some fey hopeful dream,
Your ashen faces looked up at the sky, through a hole in the smoke,
To the stars beyond, and for a second you believed,
Believed of a better world, of grass and tree's,
Of clear blue skies and a place where the wind blows free,
The Dream Took root, spread throughout your lives, your waking moments,

You stopped fighting eachother, and instead looked up and out to the stars,
and lay down your arms,

Against all odds you broke free of the tethers that bound you,
Denied gravity and all her cardinal sins that sought to deny you your so-claimed destiny,

The Stars of the beyond and the worlds that followed,
World after world, system after system, your people grew,
Grew until you ran into another Traveler,
Much like you, scouting the vast reaches of space,
but unlike you, for their world was born of ice, wind and rain,

At first you tried for peace, to coexist,
But the age old instinct, born in you all from time immemorial rose up,
Once more the universe was shaken to its core in civil war,
Brother Fought Brother, not of blood but of spirit,
Of souls trying to find a way in a existence that gave you none,

When the dust settled and your Brothers life extinguished,
Crushed beneath your feet, you continued on,
Found more of your brothers out amongst the stars,
And so it began again,

Fight, Struggle and Strive my Children,
As you have amongst the stars from the first time you broke free,
Your conquests, losses, and fears, hopes and dreams,
Have grown with you as you journeyed from your broken homes and out to new ones,
Once more, in an age of peace now met with your Brothers,
you thrive amidst the endless stars,

Gone are the fears of being hunted,
Of the Night,
Of the Dark,
Of your Brothers out amongst the stars still waiting,


But now a new enemy arises,
One who has laid forgotten since the dawn of time,
It stirs in response to your stagnant lives,
To stand still is to rot my Children,
To stand still is to die,

So Fight, Struggle, and Survive my Children,

For what now comes will bring you to your knee's,
A foe that does not follow the rules your brothers and you have made,
That does not seek the same as you and he,
No my Children,

What comes next is a enemy older than time...
and more terrible than death.

Fight, and Struggle my Children.. .
But this time you will not survive.
​

-Excerpt from the Shattered Stele
As chronicled by Master Historian Conner​

Dude this is so cool! I love lore things like this!!!

 

[Clockwork_Magic]

For example.

Fight, Struggle, Survive My Children,
Fight, Struggle, Survive as you have since the dawn of your creation,

Amidst the primal worlds of water, fire, desert and ash,
You climbed your way to the top with rock and fang, Tooth and Nail,
Once having claimed your throne you spread out across your world,
Spread and Spread until your lands grew crowded, suffocating,

Choking on eachother, you struck out,
One hand reached for the blade of strife,
So long ago forgotten since times primeval,
Amidst the so called prosperity of Stagnation,
Crimson red splattered the ground,
Brother fighting Brother, Father Fighting Son,
The world was caught in the throes of civil war,

Out of desperation, or some fey hopeful dream,
Your ashen faces looked up at the sky, through a hole in the smoke,
To the stars beyond, and for a second you believed,
Believed of a better world, of grass and tree's,
Of clear blue skies and a place where the wind blows free,
The Dream Took root, spread throughout your lives, your waking moments,

You stopped fighting eachother, and instead looked up and out to the stars,
and lay down your arms,

Against all odds you broke free of the tethers that bound you,
Denied gravity and all her cardinal sins that sought to deny you your so-claimed destiny,

The Stars of the beyond and the worlds that followed,
World after world, system after system, your people grew,
Grew until you ran into another Traveler,
Much like you, scouting the vast reaches of space,
but unlike you, for their world was born of ice, wind and rain,

At first you tried for peace, to coexist,
But the age old instinct, born in you all from time immemorial rose up,
Once more the universe was shaken to its core in civil war,
Brother Fought Brother, not of blood but of spirit,
Of souls trying to find a way in a existence that gave you none,

When the dust settled and your Brothers life extinguished,
Crushed beneath your feet, you continued on,
Found more of your brothers out amongst the stars,
And so it began again,

Fight, Struggle and Strive my Children,
As you have amongst the stars from the first time you broke free,
Your conquests, losses, and fears, hopes and dreams,
Have grown with you as you journeyed from your broken homes and out to new ones,
Once more, in an age of peace now met with your Brothers,
you thrive amidst the endless stars,

Gone are the fears of being hunted,
Of the Night,
Of the Dark,
Of your Brothers out amongst the stars still waiting,


But now a new enemy arises,
One who has laid forgotten since the dawn of time,
It stirs in response to your stagnant lives,
To stand still is to rot my Children,
To stand still is to die,

So Fight, Struggle, and Survive my Children,

For what now comes will bring you to your knee's,
A foe that does not follow the rules your brothers and you have made,
That does not seek the same as you and he,
No my Children,

What comes next is a enemy older than time...
and more terrible than death.

Fight, and Struggle my Children.. .
But this time you will not survive.
​

-Excerpt from the Shattered Stele
As chronicled by Master Historian Conner​

Oooo I love me a good mystery to solve!

 

[Ayama]

It looks like we could still use a character in the Admin and Analyst categories, would it be helpful if I make a second character to fill one of those roles?

I do think it'd be cool to have at least one character in the Analyst category.

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Also listen if you lock Kalliban in there with weasels you are punishing Korriban with weasels. And Korriban did nothing wrong, he even knitted you fluffy earmuffs.

He should have thought of that before getting sent to the weasel zone

 

[spacepirate]

On another note, spacepirate can we put stuff on the Lore tab that's somewhat ambiguous?
As in not entirely finished pieces of lore, broken, halted poems specifically to be mysterious?
I love making corrupted data files and creepy poems.

The poem was incredible to read, that sort of atmospheric text really breathes life into the world. Or galaxy, in this case! I think they can be sorted into any of the lore categories, but this one would best fit in history. Holotape recordings, audio files, etc. could all be sorted through.

Take a drawing, for instance. If it was of a leader or a family, it would fit under history, but if it was an anatomic chart, we could squeeze it into biology.

 

[Jarkov Malachai]

The poem was incredible to read, that sort of atmospheric text really breathes life into the world. Or galaxy, in this case! I think they can be sorted into any of the lore categories, but this one would best fit in history. Holotape recordings, audio files, etc. could all be sorted through.

Take a drawing, for instance. If it was of a leader or a family, it would fit under history, but if it was an anatomic chart, we could squeeze it into biology.

I've got lots of stuff like that I've collected over the years, granted most of it's pretty dark and horrifying but ... There's some.light spots to counter act the darkness.

I could tell you of the ship who sings,
The Shiver Glades,
Or long lost, broken TerraSol and her sisters murdered Mercury, burning Venus, and raging Mars.
The tale of the Last Deepwalker and how a Damned man sat down at the conception of the universe to drink a cup of coffee at the point where it would begin again.

 

[Keeperoftheghosts]

I do think it'd be cool to have at least one character in the Analyst category.

Yeah I think I might do a historian or geologist maybe to fit the category!

 

[noil]

man I love the cryptid photos my petsitter sends me off my cat, he's always off in the distance and blurry because he's running away

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

We need to do character theme songs XD

or at least what the character IRP would pick as their theme song lol

 

[Clockwork_Magic]

We need to do character theme songs XD

or at least what the character IRP would pick as their theme song lol

Low key I can see Ace rolling up to a firefight blasting Fortunate Son lol

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

Low key I can see Ace rolling up to a firefight blasting Fortunate Son lol

Nah should show up playing FREEEE BIRD

 

[noil]

Low key I can see Ace rolling up to a firefight blasting Fortunate Son lol

Nah should show up playing FREEEE BIRD

these are both very good options XD

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

I feel like vulmar would listen too some orceatral OST or something form an obscure video game

or like a nyan cat

 

[Aegis]

Simon is definitely on the 'Kickstart My Heart' by Motley Crue type beat.

 

[Clockwork_Magic]

I’m drawing blanks on what Emily would listen to or would fit her lol

I didn’t put her background in her cs but she’s like from a family of bureaucrats that wanted to force her to work for the PAA but she went into spacelancing instead

Edit: I pressed post way too early lmao

 

[Huntertabbysandshark3]

I’m drawing blanks on what Emily would listen to or would fit her lol

I didn’t put her background in her cs but she’s like from a family of bureaucrats that wanted to force her to work for the PAA but she went into spacelancing instead

Edit: I pressed post way too early lmao

She listen to ”alien music” but if translated it’s actually just mating calls of some xeno frog

 

[Keeperoftheghosts]

We need to do character theme songs XD

or at least what the character IRP would pick as their theme song lol

Ash definitely listens to a lot of folk and psychedelic rock. Her theme song would probably be something like Hey Mister or honestly lowkey anything by Old Man's Poison.

 

[Clockwork_Magic]

She listen to ”alien music” but if translated it’s actually just mating calls of some xeno frog

“Man this is a really good song.”
“That’s not a song, it’s a yelling match and they’re yelling obscenities at each other.”