InsanEleven
King Allyn the Autistic
The first page of the original RP is below to give an image of the orginal crew. The full thing can be found here.
"Far far away, further than any human has ever gone before, beyond our homes, academies and militaries... hence we shall go. What we may meet? We have clues... but those rarely provide enough.
To sketch the situation: it is the year 3487, what we believe to be the birth of a golden age of space travel, many impossible minerals, plants and life forms and in the end we even other intelligent beings have been found. The Solar Empire is rising, fuelled by trade and intellect, poverty and the problem of living space have mostly been solved. Our society has advanced to be a social-democratic republic, with lower and upper senates, their utmost goal to provide for the people on their own and other's planets. It has to be said that some are better off than others, as seclusion and atmospheric conditions might have some people live in terradomes, while others have their homes on planets they can walk about freely... and then there's earth, the shining economic heart of it all, where science and economics are advancing with fast paces still.
Life isn't perfect though, and constant exploration to the dangerous, unseen corners of our galaxy and eventually even neighbouring galaxies have to be done. We don't know what lies out there, it is like what the deep blue oceans and high green jungles were to us in 2000, and the americas in 1500. All we know is that many, many things are left out there, and we will send highly trained groups of stellarnauts into that unknown mass, awaiting the green light for colonisation... or an eternal nothingness.
Today a young new group shall be sent into space, promising, but promising and potential won't cut it in that dark eternity beyond. We can only hope they return heroes, like others have... that is no promise though, and even the concept of hope may not have aged well in this land of technology, we still desire a positive outcome for each and every single one of them.
Let us be optimistic, and say we made heroes today, one way or another."
- Senator Stanislav of the High Earth Courts, 31st of may 3487
't was a funny note, yes, but they weren't some heroes, maybe a bunch of slightly smart college graduates and some soldiers in a tin can. It was easy to have optimism in a golden cage, though the man had been right about one thing, the galaxy beyond was a dark eternity they even now barely could grasp. Was it an honour to venture there? Maybe. Was it a risk? Certainly. Some were born for adventure though, unable to sit still and advance in science, knowledge and wealth.
For now it was too late to complain, and despite all the wonderful living conditions and abolishment of poverty, earth and the other colonised planets, even the other alien races, couldn't provide for them what the unknown could. Maybe it was only normal for them, as humans, to long to be somewhere else, or even better, somewhere impossible. Now here they were, about to get sent floating in a tin can, and while on their way to the Arid Harbour, the background never seemed to be able to shake off the light of beautifully sinister stars in sky, unexplored and untouched
Computer, generate instruction post #001
This message was auto-generated on 3482/04/12, 5 years, 5 months and 2 days ago in Standard Solar Time
Current date: 3487/09/14
- Upload complete -
Crew of the SSE Lullaby, I commend you for making it on board this wonderful star ship. Soon you will be exploring the vast depths of our galaxy, leaving the Perseus arm and making the cross to Centauris. These exploration mission are of vast importance, as the growth of our empire is halted by the Xyvir for nearly a century now, and even if resources and space are not an issue, our ideals as mankind are. For who are we if not pioneers? Explorers? This is what makes us man, and you, greatest of mankind.
Before you can achieve this status, you will have to meet on Arid Harbour. If you are part of deck command, before the end of October, if solely part of the crew before the end of November. Transport to the colony is provided, but you can travel on your own terms if you so wish. Keep in mind that the launch date is fixed, and those who do not arrive in time can - and will - be replaced. Your accommodations will be set, and further instructions provided by the available members of the Space Division.
We eagerly await your arrival
- End of message -
The audio line shown on the holographic screen died out, the message finished, yet the journey barely scratched. This was merely the prologue, the true story wouldn't start yet, but it was closing in. Whatever was anticipated, the reality would be far more wonderful, incredible... yet also horrific and dangerous.
(DRAGONGAL)
3487/ 09/ 01
Adira looked at the Admiral in confusion. "I'm going where?" The Admiral sighed, leaning back in his large chair in his office. He'd always had a soft spot for Adira, she'd been a good Ensign aboard his ship - even though she'd gotten on illegally. She should have just been a Skyman Recruit, however, she was filling the place of an engineering Lieutenant who'd been killed in an incident with a rather angry tribe. "They're sending you to captain the SSE Lullaby, a scientific ship with the intent of going toward centaurus, then just exploring as much as possible." Adira looked at him, then said, "That's basically a suicide mission. They know that though, don't they?"
Admiral Ford sighed heavily. "Yes. They do. You're one of our best Captains, especially among those who specialize in exploration, and, well... it would help if you weren't around for a bit, with all the legal troubles." Adira relented slightly, saying, "It's not that I don't want to do this. It's that... I have a ship, I have a crew. I mean, they're on leave at the moment and the ship is being repaired, but... Look, I'm not exactly happy about this."
The Admiral replied, "I'm not either. But you've been on probation enough times, and with the current legal issues, it'd be in everyone's best interest. If this crew wants to survive, it needs a good Captain. You're our best." Adira looked to the ground, thinking. She'd proved herself over the three years she'd been in command of the Stargazer, but that wasn't the issue. "This new crew, I don't know what to expect from their reactions. My crew got used to the fact that I've done numerous illegal things, and they agreed to help. They got used to the fact that I'm younger than most of them. We worked cohesively as a team. This new crew...? There's no promise. I'm sure half of them have heard of me, the Stargazer, the battles and discoveries, and probably rumors about my less than legal activities. I have no idea how they will respond." After a pause, she asked, "Do I have a second in command?" Admiral Ford shook his head. "Technically, you do, there's a navigator on board, which makes him the traditional first pick. You'll have to pick, or not, up to you."
3847/10/17
Adira leaned back in her chair. She hated this place, the Arid harbor. Black market dealers were crawling about, illegal happenings were constant, and it was loud and crowded in places. Sure, she'd been in worse places, but this was still ridiculous. She looked down at the tablet in her hand, reading over the list. These were to be her crew members? Interesting mix, to say the least. She wasn't quite sure how they'd all get along. She saw some she knew she'd get along with, but would clash with others. Ah, the military's - oh, Science Division's personality tests were wonderful things. This crew would take some work, to be certain.
3847/10/31
Adira leaned back in her chair in front of a lage circular table. She'd made certain to get a large, silent meeting room to meet her new officers in. Using her name got her a lot of things surprisingly fast. Sometimes having a reputation wasn't bad. She had a tablet in front of her, reading over the potential scheduling options. She'd memorized the profiles of her crew. Now she just had to meet them.
"Far far away, further than any human has ever gone before, beyond our homes, academies and militaries... hence we shall go. What we may meet? We have clues... but those rarely provide enough.
To sketch the situation: it is the year 3487, what we believe to be the birth of a golden age of space travel, many impossible minerals, plants and life forms and in the end we even other intelligent beings have been found. The Solar Empire is rising, fuelled by trade and intellect, poverty and the problem of living space have mostly been solved. Our society has advanced to be a social-democratic republic, with lower and upper senates, their utmost goal to provide for the people on their own and other's planets. It has to be said that some are better off than others, as seclusion and atmospheric conditions might have some people live in terradomes, while others have their homes on planets they can walk about freely... and then there's earth, the shining economic heart of it all, where science and economics are advancing with fast paces still.
Life isn't perfect though, and constant exploration to the dangerous, unseen corners of our galaxy and eventually even neighbouring galaxies have to be done. We don't know what lies out there, it is like what the deep blue oceans and high green jungles were to us in 2000, and the americas in 1500. All we know is that many, many things are left out there, and we will send highly trained groups of stellarnauts into that unknown mass, awaiting the green light for colonisation... or an eternal nothingness.
Today a young new group shall be sent into space, promising, but promising and potential won't cut it in that dark eternity beyond. We can only hope they return heroes, like others have... that is no promise though, and even the concept of hope may not have aged well in this land of technology, we still desire a positive outcome for each and every single one of them.
Let us be optimistic, and say we made heroes today, one way or another."
- Senator Stanislav of the High Earth Courts, 31st of may 3487
't was a funny note, yes, but they weren't some heroes, maybe a bunch of slightly smart college graduates and some soldiers in a tin can. It was easy to have optimism in a golden cage, though the man had been right about one thing, the galaxy beyond was a dark eternity they even now barely could grasp. Was it an honour to venture there? Maybe. Was it a risk? Certainly. Some were born for adventure though, unable to sit still and advance in science, knowledge and wealth.
For now it was too late to complain, and despite all the wonderful living conditions and abolishment of poverty, earth and the other colonised planets, even the other alien races, couldn't provide for them what the unknown could. Maybe it was only normal for them, as humans, to long to be somewhere else, or even better, somewhere impossible. Now here they were, about to get sent floating in a tin can, and while on their way to the Arid Harbour, the background never seemed to be able to shake off the light of beautifully sinister stars in sky, unexplored and untouched
Computer, generate instruction post #001
This message was auto-generated on 3482/04/12, 5 years, 5 months and 2 days ago in Standard Solar Time
Current date: 3487/09/14
- Upload complete -
Crew of the SSE Lullaby, I commend you for making it on board this wonderful star ship. Soon you will be exploring the vast depths of our galaxy, leaving the Perseus arm and making the cross to Centauris. These exploration mission are of vast importance, as the growth of our empire is halted by the Xyvir for nearly a century now, and even if resources and space are not an issue, our ideals as mankind are. For who are we if not pioneers? Explorers? This is what makes us man, and you, greatest of mankind.
Before you can achieve this status, you will have to meet on Arid Harbour. If you are part of deck command, before the end of October, if solely part of the crew before the end of November. Transport to the colony is provided, but you can travel on your own terms if you so wish. Keep in mind that the launch date is fixed, and those who do not arrive in time can - and will - be replaced. Your accommodations will be set, and further instructions provided by the available members of the Space Division.
We eagerly await your arrival
- End of message -
The audio line shown on the holographic screen died out, the message finished, yet the journey barely scratched. This was merely the prologue, the true story wouldn't start yet, but it was closing in. Whatever was anticipated, the reality would be far more wonderful, incredible... yet also horrific and dangerous.
(DRAGONGAL)
3487/ 09/ 01
Adira looked at the Admiral in confusion. "I'm going where?" The Admiral sighed, leaning back in his large chair in his office. He'd always had a soft spot for Adira, she'd been a good Ensign aboard his ship - even though she'd gotten on illegally. She should have just been a Skyman Recruit, however, she was filling the place of an engineering Lieutenant who'd been killed in an incident with a rather angry tribe. "They're sending you to captain the SSE Lullaby, a scientific ship with the intent of going toward centaurus, then just exploring as much as possible." Adira looked at him, then said, "That's basically a suicide mission. They know that though, don't they?"
Admiral Ford sighed heavily. "Yes. They do. You're one of our best Captains, especially among those who specialize in exploration, and, well... it would help if you weren't around for a bit, with all the legal troubles." Adira relented slightly, saying, "It's not that I don't want to do this. It's that... I have a ship, I have a crew. I mean, they're on leave at the moment and the ship is being repaired, but... Look, I'm not exactly happy about this."
The Admiral replied, "I'm not either. But you've been on probation enough times, and with the current legal issues, it'd be in everyone's best interest. If this crew wants to survive, it needs a good Captain. You're our best." Adira looked to the ground, thinking. She'd proved herself over the three years she'd been in command of the Stargazer, but that wasn't the issue. "This new crew, I don't know what to expect from their reactions. My crew got used to the fact that I've done numerous illegal things, and they agreed to help. They got used to the fact that I'm younger than most of them. We worked cohesively as a team. This new crew...? There's no promise. I'm sure half of them have heard of me, the Stargazer, the battles and discoveries, and probably rumors about my less than legal activities. I have no idea how they will respond." After a pause, she asked, "Do I have a second in command?" Admiral Ford shook his head. "Technically, you do, there's a navigator on board, which makes him the traditional first pick. You'll have to pick, or not, up to you."
3847/10/17
Adira leaned back in her chair. She hated this place, the Arid harbor. Black market dealers were crawling about, illegal happenings were constant, and it was loud and crowded in places. Sure, she'd been in worse places, but this was still ridiculous. She looked down at the tablet in her hand, reading over the list. These were to be her crew members? Interesting mix, to say the least. She wasn't quite sure how they'd all get along. She saw some she knew she'd get along with, but would clash with others. Ah, the military's - oh, Science Division's personality tests were wonderful things. This crew would take some work, to be certain.
3847/10/31
Adira leaned back in her chair in front of a lage circular table. She'd made certain to get a large, silent meeting room to meet her new officers in. Using her name got her a lot of things surprisingly fast. Sometimes having a reputation wasn't bad. She had a tablet in front of her, reading over the potential scheduling options. She'd memorized the profiles of her crew. Now she just had to meet them.
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