Planet Rush Saga OOC [Narrative Group RP, TiTS Inspired Sci-Fi story, 18+

Coltshan

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It has been nearly a millennia since humanity first made contact with extra terrestrial life and entered the Universal Era, no longer bound by the grip of Terra's Gravity, humanity was free to explore the stars, discover their own place in the universe, unlock new senses, and live extraordinary lives never thought possible. Though this unprecedented prosperity was not merely brought about by the cooperation of the galactic community, but an rare and invaluable gift of all life in the Golden Cross Galaxy, Protofluid.

An alabaster substance not too dissimilar from the substance Terrans call Mercury, Protofluid was an extremely diversified substance that could be used for just about anything, an limitless engine fuel, the most powerful of weapons and armor, building material, even bearing fruit in the studies of Technology and Medicine as many have discovered and closely guard the greatest of all applications of this panacea of creation.

This...the White Oil of the Universe, is what drives progress forwards, to attain more of this invaluable substance, with which many inventions and advancements would have taken countless centuries, even millennia to develop. This is what many an profiteer, explorer, and treasure hunter seek above all, daring the ruins of the Progenitors and their deadly creations and traps to extract even mere droplets of Biofluid from, the origins and means to reproduce almost still entirely unknown to all, that is, until one day an band of fortune seekers would set out to an exclusive site they found in old texts and maps of the old progenitor empire. What you discover will set off a chain of events that will either bring untold devastation to the Galaxy, or perhaps bring about an age of shining platinum to last 10,000 years, only time will tell.
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Setting and game idea for an group rp inspired partly by TiTS.
 

TheIrishOtaku

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Ireland, dating OmegaUmbra
Name: Roger Davis
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Role: DPS

Appearance: Roger is 6ft3 in height and 180lbs in weight with short black hair, blue eyes and rippling muscles. He dresses simply, with a white t-shirt that covers his six pack abs and a leather jacket as well as leather pants that contain his 10 inch penis and large swinging balls. He carries a blaster that he uses with deadly efficiency when the situation calls for it, as well as a bowie knife for close range combat that he keeps stashed inside his combat boots.

Personality: Roger is something of a gentle giant, seeking to use his strength for the good of others. Not exactly the most book smart of individuals, he is loyal to a fault and likes to stand up for the little guy. A little naïve at times, he doesn't quite know when to quit and has often found himself in sticky situations because he couldn't leave well enough alone. He is also an eternal optimist, some might say too optimistic given how dark the universe can be at times. Nevertheless, he is an excellent fighter and those who underestimate him will suffer for their presumption. He may shy away from killing you, but he can still make you hurt.

Abilities: Roger is an aggressive fighter, picking off his enemies from afar using his blaster and rushing into melee combat using his trusty bowie knife.

Sexuality and sex life: Roger is a bisexual switch and has had plenty of experiences with women, men and otherwise of many different species. All of these have been casual sexual relationships, as Rogers itinerant lifestyle and high libido doesn't lend itself well to more permanent relationships. Still, he is not adverse to the idea of settling down, given he finds the right person with which to do so, however he would prefer if he accomplishes his goal first. After all, financial stability is very helpful when it comes to any serious relationship.

Backstory: Born to a military family on Earth in San Francisco, California, Roger's brief stint in the family business ended with him flunking out of basic training. This wasn't due to any lack of skill, for he had that in spades, rather it was his reluctance to kill and his innocent questioning of authority that saw him booted. His father Jason, a stern and traditional man was unhappy with this turn of events and his relationship with his son is frosty at best to this day. His mother Amanda, kind and bubbly that she was, was a lot more supportive and she still keeps in touch with Roger as far away as he currently is. Roger has spent the last 5 years travelling the galaxy, making friends and enemies (as well as lovers and sexual conquests) along the way. He simply seeks to make enough money to retire comfortably and to help as many people along the way as possible. Only time will tell if his current venture to the old progenitor site is as profitable as it sounds, and whether it will prove a help or a hinderance to the galaxy at large. Given how much reading he had to do it had better be worth it. Still, Roger will face any challenge that comes his way with a smile on his face and a blaster in his hand!
 

Coltshan

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No prob. So what times are people usually open to play, or do they do play by post, sorta like drop in, drop out co-op in videogames?
 

Coltshan

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Sounds good. I'm free most of the day as well. So I can rp everyday if you want to do so? You use Discord? I can provide my tag.
 

TheShepard256

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Name: Isabel Steele
Species: Alien hybrid
Sex: Female
Gender: Woman
Role: Tank/Medic

Appearance: 2m (6'7") tall, ~100 kg. Humanoid body shape, with wolf-like ears and a fluffy, prehensile tail. Her forelimbs (from elbows/knees to finger/toe-tips) are covered in scales the same blue as her hair/fur, lips and nipples, and her body is adorned with swirly, bioluminescent gold markings. Around her neck is a mane of fur. Her scales, skin and hair/fur are all very smooth, though the latter can get rather unkempt while out adventuring. Goldish-yellow eyes, with vertically-slit pupils and slightly improved low-light vision compared to a pure human's. Very curvaceous, with an incredibly plain vagina; it even lacks an external clitoris. Her throat is ribbed and an erogenous zone, with very fine muscular control and little-to-no gag reflex. Can emit arousing pheromones at-will, but they only affect sexually mature people she's naturally capable of reproducing with. Kind of lacking in upper body strength, but her legs are quite powerful, allowing her to run deceptively fast (and presumably give a nasty kick, though she's never tested that).
Her clothes are durable and fairly unremarkable, though they do have a lot of pockets. Her wrist-mounted computer has a comprehensive scanning/recording suite, full-colour holo-projector, and QEC uplink (allowing extranet access anywhere in the galaxy - even areas that normally lack coverage). She also has a backpack full of miscellaneous adventuring supplies - tent, lamp, climbing gear, cooking equipment, enviro-suit, etc..

Personality: Kind-hearted with a strong sense of equality, and doesn't like pain or suffering. Will only kill if the alternatives are even worse, and even then she'll feel shitty about it afterwards. Intelligent, curious and a fast learner, though not the quickest of wits. Prefers being open and honest. Somewhat cowardly, and easily crumples under threat of violence if her shields can't protect her and it won't lead to even worse violence.

Abilities: Aligning with her personality, they're based more around surviving hostiles than defeating them. Her shield belt is tuned as far as she can push it without making it unreliable, giving her significant protection from virtually all non-environmental threats; she can easily do the same to other's shield belts, given enough time and the appropriate resources. Her main weapon is an arc-thrower pistol designed to incapacitate targets rather than kill them, though the ionising laser that directs the electric arcs can be overcharged and used by itself to be more lethal, on par with a standard laser pistol. Her combat drone, while wielding similar capabilities to her pistol, is mainly used for utility purposes, such as scouting, remote hacking and applying medi-kits to the injured (both friend and foe). She prefers to keep back-up power sources and plenty of medi-kits on her at all times while out in the field.

Sexuality: Yes, please! ... In all seriousness, she's very sexually liberal and proud of it. She'll fuck anyone who's attractive, willing and doesn't fight her or piss her off. Doesn't like hard dom/sub stuff (insults, degradation, sadomasochism, etc.) or unhygienic fetishes (includes the obvious, as well as feet but not anal). Due to lacking any particularly sensitive areas in or around that region, she finds it incredibly difficult to orgasm from vaginal stimulation; she instead cums most easily from being throat-fucked, and as such, has a strong preference for partners with a penis large enough to deepthroat (at least 20cm/8").

Background: Isabel hails from the rich core worlds, and is fascinated with not just Protofluid, but also these mysterious Progenitors. Personally, she thinks they're somehow the reason so many sapient species are reproductively compatible, and finds it difficult to believe such an advanced and widespread civilisation would go extinct without some external force - and there's (currently, at least) no evidence for the existence of such a force. She set out on this quest to find out more about both of these ancient mysteries, and even has an unofficial alliance with some of her old university professors to help analyse everything she comes across (that's where she got her wrist-computer, by the way). She's already been to a few different sites, and her experiences combined with her personality/morality helped refine her abilities into those listed above.
 

Coltshan

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Name: Isabel Steele
Species: Alien hybrid
Sex: Female
Gender: Woman
Role: Tank/Medic

Appearance: 2m (6'7") tall, ~100 kg. Humanoid body shape, with wolf-like ears and a fluffy, prehensile tail. Her forelimbs (from elbows/knees to finger/toe-tips) are covered in scales the same blue as her hair/fur, lips and nipples, and her body is adorned with swirly, bioluminescent gold markings. Around her neck is a mane of fur. Her scales, skin and hair/fur are all very smooth, though the latter can get rather unkempt while out adventuring. Goldish-yellow eyes, with vertically-slit pupils and slightly improved low-light vision compared to a pure human's. Very curvaceous, with an incredibly plain vagina; it even lacks an external clitoris. Her throat is ribbed and an erogenous zone, with very fine muscular control and little-to-no gag reflex. Can emit arousing pheromones at-will, but they only affect sexually mature people she's naturally capable of reproducing with. Kind of lacking in upper body strength, but her legs are quite powerful, allowing her to run deceptively fast (and presumably give a nasty kick, though she's never tested that).
Her clothes are durable and fairly unremarkable, though they do have a lot of pockets. Her wrist-mounted computer has a comprehensive scanning/recording suite, full-colour holo-projector, and QEC uplink (allowing extranet access anywhere in the galaxy - even areas that normally lack coverage). She also has a backpack full of miscellaneous adventuring supplies - tent, lamp, climbing gear, cooking equipment, enviro-suit, etc..

Personality: Kind-hearted with a strong sense of equality, and doesn't like pain or suffering. Will only kill if the alternatives are even worse, and even then she'll feel shitty about it afterwards. Intelligent, curious and a fast learner, though not the quickest of wits. Prefers being open and honest. Somewhat cowardly, and easily crumples under threat of violence if her shields can't protect her and it won't lead to even worse violence.

Abilities: Aligning with her personality, they're based more around surviving hostiles than defeating them. Her shield belt is tuned as far as she can push it without making it unreliable, giving her significant protection from virtually all non-environmental threats; she can easily do the same to other's shield belts, given enough time and the appropriate resources. Her main weapon is an arc-thrower pistol designed to incapacitate targets rather than kill them, though the ionising laser that directs the electric arcs can be overcharged and used by itself to be more lethal, on par with a standard laser pistol. Her combat drone, while wielding similar capabilities to her pistol, is mainly used for utility purposes, such as scouting, remote hacking and applying medi-kits to the injured (both friend and foe). She prefers to keep back-up power sources and plenty of medi-kits on her at all times while out in the field.

Sexuality: Yes, please! ... In all seriousness, she's very sexually liberal and proud of it. She'll fuck anyone who's attractive, willing and doesn't fight her or piss her off. Doesn't like hard dom/sub stuff (insults, degradation, sadomasochism, etc.) or unhygienic fetishes (includes the obvious, as well as feet but not anal). Due to lacking any particularly sensitive areas in or around that region, she finds it incredibly difficult to orgasm from vaginal stimulation; she instead cums most easily from being throat-fucked, and as such, has a strong preference for partners with a penis large enough to deepthroat (at least 20cm/8").

Background: Isabel hails from the rich core worlds, and is fascinated with not just Protofluid, but also these mysterious Progenitors. Personally, she thinks they're somehow the reason so many sapient species are reproductively compatible, and finds it difficult to believe such an advanced and widespread civilisation would go extinct without some external force - and there's (currently, at least) no evidence for the existence of such a force. She set out on this quest to find out more about both of these ancient mysteries, and even has an unofficial alliance with some of her old university professors to help analyse everything she comes across (that's where she got her wrist-computer, by the way). She's already been to a few different sites, and her experiences combined with her personality/morality helped refine her abilities into those listed above.
Amazing character Shepherd, I really like your character. Do you wish to play solo or wait/invite others to join?
Also open to doing this premise and others in dm's if you'd like?
 

Wily Rodent

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The background of this character might be a bit thick and extreme but I rather like it because it has a lot of hooks for future story development.

Edit: I wasn't comfortable with the background so I altered it a bit.

Name: Amalia
Species: "tailed fae", see backstory for details
Sex: Herm (fth modded)
Gender: woman
Role: scout, informant

Appearance: at just above one and a half meters (that's around 5ft in freedom units), Amalia is rather petite. Her smooth, lilac skin and purple eyes give her an exotic appearance, with long eyelashes, thick eyebrows, the flat, slightly wide nose and a small mouth with very narrow lips only serving to underline her doll like features. Her head is sparsely populated with very thick strands of hair, which she usually keeps braided tightly into a single braid. She has the characteristic pointy ears of her race.
She has well defined, but not too obtrusive, perky breasts and a slender build. Her feet have an opposable toe and can be used for grabbing. A prehensile tail almost as long as she is tall completes her build. In addition to her natural vagina, she also has a modded penis, which has a length of roughly 9 cm when fully erect. Since it was never properly attached to the urinal tract, it is very high maintenance and needs constant care to prevent infections, which is why Amalia is debating whether she should "fix the piping" or just get rid of it altogether.

Personality: bubbly, happy, eager to please, very eager, to be exact... yeah, she is a nymphomaniac. Not the sharpest knife in the drawer but not dumb either. Her decisions usually don't have bad outcomes because she didn't think them through but rather because her priorities are all kinds of backwards and sideways.

Abilities: full 3d mobility in arboreal or similar environments, fast twitch reactions and high grip strength on all five limbs are her only physical traits, courtesy of her ancestor's arboreal lifestyle. She has no combat training at all and is actually rather weak and can not carry all that much. Her actual strength lies in socialising, seduction and information gathering through social interactions.
As for her intelligence, when it comes to performing complex tasks, she is actually on the dim side, but in terms of communicating and emotional intelligence, she is a genius... of sorts... sometimes.

Racial Background: there exists a quiet and unremarkable planet without any ancient ruins or abundant mineral resources. In the treetops of the vast forests that span the planet, ferocious battles are fought. Explorers who came to the planet looked at the tiny species zipping through the air and could only liken them to fairies. Smooth skin of all kinds of bright colors, pointed ears and long, prehensile tails... the name "tailed fae" soon caught on with people who had only seen them in pictures. The original explorers would always refer to them as tree devils, given how ruthlessly they were killing one another up in the treetops... but there was another arrival of spacefarers who had a name all of their own for the natives: "tailed fuckdoll."
The tailed fae had caught the interest of the adult entertainment world and soon they were abducted by the hundreds and preliminary experiments were promising. Mental conditioning drugs and gene modding worked all too well. More than a century later, tailed fae can be found on any major world of the galaxy.

Personal Background:
It is estimated that for every tailed fae that has been granted full citizen rights, there are fifteen that live in one form of slavery or another. The galaxy isn't a kind place to those that were forcibly uplifted. Amalia is one of those on the bottom. Born in a laboratory in an unspecified location, she spent most of her early days lying around in a daze, covered in her own excrement. One day, though, she caught the eyes of Ronald Carver, owner of multiple adult entertainment complexes all over the galaxy, who was in the middle of buying fresh girls in bulk, when he encountered what he believed to be a diamond in the rough. But that diamond needed to be polished.
Working for Ronald actually helped Amalia a lot. She was taught to speak, learned about the world, got a supply of effective and highly addictive libido enhancers and had her personality rewritten from the ground up to something that would help her rake in money. And she did. Over 14 years, she got to entertain all sorts of high end customers.
Ultimately, all things have to come to an end. When her establishment was raided by a rival gang, she took the opportunity and booked it. She still has some of her connection to her old patrons which might be leveraged to get a space ship at a discount... though there might be some risks involved since Ronald Carver is still looking for his most prized possession.

Sexuality: To put it into one word: yes. She was literally (re)built for this, but she has some rather particular preferences. Though any sex is welcome, she has a preference for very long sex that has a slow and elaborate buildup towards an overwhelming orgasm. Amalia learned that sex is more than the sum of its parts since no amount of masturbation both on her own and with the help of all kinds of devices could replicate the effect of bonding with another... and it wasn't for a lack of trying. So whether it is slow and cuddly sex, that slowly builds up towards the climax or prostate play with cock and ball tease, Amalia has learned that a quickie does hardly anything to scratch her itches and the buildup is far more meaningful than the climax. A good session for her is anything upwards of two hours. As for the particulars, whatever is your fetish, she is probably down for it, but she simply doesn't get some of the fetishes that are driven by taboo... like scat, for example. She neither finds it revolting nor arousing, it simply doesnt invoke any kind of reaction, probably because much of her early life was spent under rather unhygienic conditions.

Goals, outlook and philosophy: she isn't interested in uncovering the fate of the progenitors, mostly because in her mind, the answer is already clear and rather boring. Since their tech was rather advanced, they must have had some amazing drugs. Probably spent too much time fucking and doing drugs as their cities fell into disrepair. Rather, her goals are rather materialistic: get loads of money, become a big badass bitch that nobody dares push around anymore, get even more money to start modding her body so she can have even more awesome sex, get even more money, probably to blow it all on drugs and hookers... but above all, get lots and lots of money.
 
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