Solar Voyage~A Space RP~PG-13 {Started/ADV/Accepting by PM} Co-Owned by kabuto56

[Quiksilver]

[align=center]The question to ask is whether the risk of traveling to space is worth the benefit. The answer is an unequivocal yes, but not only for the reasons that are usually touted by the space community: the need to explore, the scientific return, and the possibility of commercial profit. The most compelling reason, a very long-term one, is the necessity of using space to protect Earth and guarantee the survival of humanity.

--William E. Burrows[/align]

 

Welcome, one and all, to Solar Voyage. What has happened in this RP is almost self-explanatory, (i.e. Man develops spaceship), but I'll still ground out a few things that have happened so far, in this future. That will be shown below, in "Timeline". Actually, the only things you need to read are the Plot, Rules and App sections, the rest are just there for your benefit and to add more to the plot. Okay, then, now that that's taken care of- Please enjoy my Space RP!

 

P.S. This will actually be a combination of a Life and Science Fiction RP, for some of it is about your time on the Challenger II and some of it will be about fighting aliens, landing on planets, having epic ship-to-ship fights. That fun stuff. By the way, kabuto56 is my co-host.

 

[spoiler=[b]The Situation -Plot[/b]]

[spoiler=Simplified Plot]

You are a officer on the spaceship Challenger II. You are leaving on a long journey in order to try to make contact with extraterrestrial life. You'll fight off aliens and strange lifeforms, battle ship to ship, land on planets, and more.

 

[spoiler=Full Plot]

Yep, so here's what going on- The year is 2146. You are a crew member on the U.E.S. Challenger II. (Note- U.E.S. stands for United Earth States. Also, the original Challenger blew up 73 seconds into launch. Creepy foreshadowing, huh? Okay, back to the story.) The Challenger II is about to be the first spaceship ever launched into space in the hopes of encountering a sentient species. Only five years ago, a German xenobiologist by name of Christoph Koertig discovered what seemed to a advanced form of radiowaves coming from Alpha Centauri AB, a planet in the Alpha Centauri system. At best, even with the new breakthroughs in space travel in the time to get there would take a couple of decades. So, the U.E.S. program Space Exploration Project (Think N.A.S.A.) launched a worldwide declamation. S.E.P. wanted men and women of all ages, of all races, to come forth and be part of a project to reach Alpha Centauri AB. And they did came. Hundreds of brave men and women, ready to dedicate their life to further space exploration, came forth. You are some of the lucky chosen ones who have been selected to make this voyage. After a rigorous four-year training session, you have all been named U.E.S. officers and are ready to set off to the stars. On this voyage, you'll encounter much more than you ever expected, including strange planets, alien lifeforms, other ships, black holes, and more...

 

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Galactic History -Timeline[/b] (Note- There's a lot of it.)]

This goes up until launch, which is where we'll start.

 

2:12:2034 (<-- February 12, 2034.)

World War 3 begins as Russia spies are discovered smuggling nuclear weapons out of the U.S. The U.S. takes it as a act of war and declares on today, war on Russia, whom the Middle East, Germany, and China side with. Great Britain, Japan, and Australia side with the U.S.

 

6:29:2076

World War 3 ends as U.S. launches "Orbital Defense Missiles", who bombard Russia with missiles from the upper atmosphere. Russia signs treaty of surrender today. United Earth States formed.

 

4:09:2078

Strides in astronomy are made, and astrologist can now see farther into the galaxy than ever before.

 

12:21:2103

Lunar Colonies formed on Moon by S.E.P. Thousands leave Earth to live on Moon.

 

3:19:2114

Colonies formed on Mars. Even more leave to live on Mars.

 

9:30:2129

Mars Colony devastated as an earthquake destroys much of the colony. Martian colonists are taken back to Earth and Mars is declared off limits.

 

3:15:2134

Surveyor, a computer-controlled probe is launched into space in effort to reach newest star system. Operation failed, but S.E.P. heartened by how far Surveyor.

 

5:28:2141

Christoph Koertig discovers radio-waves coming from Alpha Centauri AB.

 

7:12:2141

S.E.P. program launched, wanting men and women to come forth and leave to the stars.

 

1:25:2142

Five hundred volunteers chosen to leave for Alpha Centauri AB begin four-year training session.

 

6:01:2146

Volunteers complete training session and named U.E.S. officers. Grayson Wakefield named Captain of Challenger II.

 

6:04:2146

Present Day. Launch of Challenger II to go find alien life...

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Code of Conduct -Rules[/b]]

1. Advanced Clause applies.

2. Four sentences. OR ELSE.

3. Must be active.

4. No OCG-only posts.

5. Good grammar is not endorsed; It is needed in this RP.

6. Three strikes, and you're out. If I have to warn you three times about rule-breaking, you're banned from the RP. If you try to join in again, I will contact a mod.

7. Have fun!

8. No flaming, spamming...the usual stuff.

9. To make sure you have read these rules, you must make your class a specific color; red if regular, blue if medical, green if engineering.

10. NEW RULE! If you want to have two characters, they must be in different classes. (We have too many Command officers...) This does not affect people who have two characters which I have already accepted.

 

 

[spoiler=[b]The Challenger II -The Ship[/b]]

Ignore ALL text. Ship taken from RPG.net.

 

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Enlistment -Application[/b]]

You may have up to 2 characters. Delete everything in brackets or you will not be accepted.

You may have up to 2

U.S.E. Ranks

 

Crew App

 

[b]Username:[/b] [...]

[b]Name:[/b] [self-Explanatory. Include rank, too. Ranks are for all classes, and look right above for link. Don't go past First Lieutenant, please.]

[b]Class:[/b] [This is either Command, Sciences, or Engineering. Command operate the machinery and take charge. Scientists included Medics, whom heal the wounded, and Scientists who scan the galaxy, planets, and lifeforms. Engineers keep the ship running.]

[b]Age:[/b] [21 and above, please.]

[b]Appearance:[/b] [No pics. At least 4 sentences. Take note that they wear uniforms.]

[b]Personality:[/b] {Same as Appearance. At least 4 sentences.]

[b]Bio:[/b] [Your life leading up to becoming a space officer.]

 

Alien App

 

[b]Username:[/b] [...]

[b]Name:[/b] [self-Explanatory.]

[b]Race:[/b] [so far, this is only Alphyn, the aliens on page 4. As the story progresses, more aliens will be added.]

[b]Age:[/b] [Nothing juvenile please.]

[b]Appearance:[/b] [No pics. At least 4 sentences. Take note that they wear uniforms. Yes. Even aliens wear uniforms.]

[b]Personality:[/b] {Same as Appearance. At least 4 sentences.]

[b]Bio:[/b] [Your life as a alien. You can make up any part of this that you want.]

 

 

[spoiler=[b]Accepted Applicants moved to Post #2[/b]]

 

 

 

Have fun searching the galaxy!

[Quiksilver]

Accepted Applicants!

 

[spoiler=Grayson Wakefield ~Willpower_9]

Username: Willpower_9

 

Name: Captain Grayson Wakefield

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 39

 

Appearance: Grayson is at a average height, with a slightly more muscled build than average. He keeps his hair short and cropped, yet when he sleeps it often becomes messy and disorganized. His hair are a jet-black with several streaks of gray through it. He is darkly handsome, though he doesn't attend to his looks, as he is very job-focused. He carries a air of self-confidence around him, and his eyes show it.

 

Personality: Grayson is a natural-born leader, being very cool-headed and intuitive. But like every other human being, he has his faults. He is a very private man, and he doesn't trust people easily. He is completely focused on the job and doesn't allow people to get close to him emotionally, because of the death of his wife several years back. However, he is able to set people at ease; despite not trusting people, he still cares for his crew.

 

Bio: Grayson Wakefield seemed to live a perfect life. Growing up on the Lunar Colony with caring parents, graduating college at the age of 16, marrying the perfect woman at 25- everything seemed to be going right for him. But then, tragedy struck- while Grayson was at work, his wife and parents were killed as a malfunctioning Earth transport crashed into the Wakefield family compound. Grayson feel into a depression, in which he was only brought out of by his good friend, Christoph Koertig, a young scientist conducting studies on alien life at the time. As Grayson felt he was in debt to Koertig, when the S.E.P. program was launched, he felt obliged to join. He displayed natural skill as a captain during the training period and so was given command of the Challenger II.

 

[spoiler=Christoph Koertig ~Willpower_9]

Username: Willpower_9

 

Name: Warrant Officer Christoph Koertig

 

Class: Sciences

 

Age: 26

 

Appearance: Christoph Koertig is short and wiry, with soft muscles. He has a tall forehead, shaggy blond hair, and eyes that change color, signs of taking the new eye surgery to fix his short-sighted vision. He has a laughing face and generally keeps his face scrubbed. Christoph walks with a kind of furious half-jog that keeps him at pace with the other crew members despite his short legs. When Christoph starts talking and cannot stop, his eyes unfocus slightly as he brings up the relevant knowledge for what is happening.

 

Personality: Christoph is a generally likable guy and many people are surprised when they meet the 'Genius called Koertig'. He is not some serious science guy; In fact, he always laughs, makes jokes and is a fun guy to be around. At least, most of the time. For when he begins to tell people things about the galaxy, he keeps going on and on and cannot shut up, usually using a lot of big words.

 

Bio: Koertig is perhaps the most famous man in the world(s). As the one who discovered signs of alien life, he has become a international celebrity, and none would believe that only a couple years back Koertig was just one of many scientists in the Lunar Colony. Actually, for the early years of his life, Christoph grew up in his native Germany, which is where he lived until he was found by the U.E.S.S.D. (United Earth States' Science Department) at age 18. He displayed a abnormally high IQ on a governmental test, and so, the U.E.S.S.D. had Koertig shipped out to the Lunar Colony, where he was taught xenobiology. It was there Koertig developed a hobby of scanning the galaxy using self-made software. By this hobby, Christoph found the advanced radio-waves emanating from Alpha Centauri AB, and he immediately recognized them for what they were. Koertig became a celebrity overnight as officials confirmed his findings of alien life, and the S.E.P. program was born. As the one who had sighted Alpha Centauri AB in the first place, it was only natural Christoph was part of the program to reach it.

 

[spoiler=Dylan Smith ~magnet soldier]

Username: Magnet soldier.

 

Name: Sergeant Dylan Smith.

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 27

 

Appearance: A tall, slightly muscular man, that still looks teenage. But, dont let this fool you. Underneath that skin is pure muscle, enough to have almost no recoil of of an AK-47. Almost. Noone perfect, including him. He has three scars over his right eye and his right shoulder is burnt. He is slightly tanned and has black, scruffy hair. His eyes are a deep, dark, forest green.

 

Personality: A good, kind and friendly soul who never rejects a challenge. He's known to be quite popular, befriending pretty much everyone on board. Being a formor soldier, he is loyal and rarely disobeys an order. He's a very logical person, always choosing the safer path, unless ordered to go the other way. He's never been known to get angry, but of course, there's a first time for everything.

 

Bio: Dylan was originally a nobody. The average guy. Good at school. Slightly popular. An all-around good guy. However, when he was fifteen, his mother died. His father was distraught and sent Dylan to the army to be alone. Dylan grew up quickly. He was a great soldier and soon became well known. He was transfered to the marines when he gained the rank of Corporal. He excelled at warfare and was soon promoted yet again. He became one of the most acknowledged soldiers in the Marines. But he got bored. Luckily for him, this was when S.E.P started asking for people. He instantly signed up, and easily got through the training. Now he's one of the commanding officers on board.

 

[spoiler=Lyle "Cross" Carter ~kabuto56]

Username: kabuto56

 

Name: First Lieutenant Lyle 'Cross' Carter

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 26

 

Appearance: Cross is a bit tall for his age at a towering 6'2 , with a large muscle build. He keeps his hair neat and short, but when he sleeps it gets disorganized. His hair is a blackish color with several streaks of navy blue through it. He is handsome, though he doesn't care for his looks, as he is focused on his job. He has eyes that could stare daggers through even the toughest of people.

 

Personality Cross is a cocky fellow, yet he doesn't show it by being very cool-headed. Cross is very intuitive. But like everyone else, he has his weaknesses. He is a very secluded man, and he doesn't trust people easily. He is almost always focused on the job and doesn't allow people to get close to him, as he feels that anyone who gets close to him will die. He had a half sister, and she dies a few years back, and she was the wife of a man on the ship called Grayson. Cross never knew the man well, but he felt for his sorrow. Cross is second on command on the ship, which puts a lot of people under him, and Cross cares for all of them.

 

Bio: Cross Carter seemed to live a somewhat normal life. He grew up on the Lunar Colony with a loving parent as he never knew his father as his father was claimed to have died when Cross was young, but he also graduated college at the age of 15 for advanced engineering, and various other subjects, and soon picking up various girls, and being a player. But then, tragedy seemed to ruin the perfect life, while Cross was working, his sister and parents were killed as a malfunctioning Earth transport crashed into the Wakefield family compound, as his parents were visiting Grayson's parents. Cross fell into a deep emotional slump, in which he was only brought out of by his brother in law, after he had recoiled himself, Grayson Wakefield, Cross' brother in law. As Cross had a need to protect his only family left, so when the S.E.P. program was launched, he felt obliged to join to protect Grayson. He displayed natural skill as a leader, and a weapons operator during the training period and was given command of the Challenger II under Grayson, and head of a large division of the Space Program because of his large skill.

 

[spoiler=Jason Stratton ~Spartan919]

Username: Spartan919

 

Name: Second Lieutenant Jason Stratton

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 27

 

Appearance: Jason is tall and thin, every bit the intimidating officer. He has thin arms and legs, and a slender torso. High cheekbones, a straight jaw, and a long, slightly pointed nose adorn his face. On either side of the nose are two different colored eyes: a deep blue one on the left, and a deep emerald green one on the right. Slightly unkempt brown hair covers his head, and goes down to his chin in length. Around his neck he wears a stainless steel cross with a false diamond in the middle, hanging on a bright chain.

 

Personality: Jason is quiet and calm, and exudes calm and reassurance wherever he goes. He is friendly, and quick to trust those that he befriends. He is determined and stubborn, and a little reckless. He refuses to back out of anything, or change his mind. He often exhibits irrational behavior, taking courses of action that most upper officers would berate...until he saves their lives. His quick temper is one of his flaws, and once it snaps, it is better to be far away. He is also compassionate, and his decisions are influenced heavily by the condition his friends and fellow officers are in, whether they be hurt, threatened, or perfectly fine.

 

Bio: Jason was born on, and grew up on, the colony on Mars. He was only ten when a giant earthquake devastated the settlement. Jason was lucky enough to escape with his life, but his mother was killed in the ensuing chaos. His father, devastated by her death, killed himself a week later. Jason spent the next three years mourning, even as he was shipped back to Earth, and given to a foster family. When Jason finished high school, he went to a four-year university for three years. Then, he heard about the S.E.P. He spent a little less than a year preparing, then headed out to the U.E.S. officer training. After four years, he graduated, with the rank of Second Lieutenant. He was placed on the Challenger II.

 

[spoiler=Jason Nitrus ~jeroukoo]

Name: Sergeant Jason Nitrus

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 28

 

Appearance: Jason has a muscular build and has average muscle size. Jason has what is considered a black "mop-top" and is frowned upon for his long hair. He takes his pride in his uniform, keeping it clean and neat at all times. He stands at 6' 2" with leg length at a medium length. All of his features are regular, making him blend with the crowd.

 

Personality: Jason is very quiet when it comes to meeting people, he tries to avoid ones he doesn't know well. When he is friends with someone, he laughs and relaxes with them, doing things that might be considered weird. This changes drastically around his Captains and leaders. Jason is very respectful and only talks to when needed and follows all orders without a question. Captains look at Jason and either smile or walk away, considering him a great solider or just another one.

 

Bio: Jason never really dreamed about going to space- just finding new species of life. He grew up in the USA in a good neighborhood and had good parents. Well, he had a good parent. His mother died in a war, like the other half of his family. Every person in his family had served some type of military service, from Coast Guard to Marines. As he grew older, he applied for the Naval Academy in Maryland and was accepted because of his physical and mental skills. He then went to the Marine Core and trained there for four years. He then left the core, trying to find a new job. Jason found a job and worked there for two years. He returned to the Marine Core because he said there was "not a lot of thrill in sitting in an office." Then the Radio Signals from Alpha Centauri AB were discovered and volunteering for the space voyage was up. Jason volunteered as soon as possible, thinking this would make him happy by maybe finding alien life and shooting a gun every once in awhile.

 

[spoiler=Vladmir Kruchev ~VK-Duelist]

Username: VK-Duelist

 

Name: Vladmir Kruchev, Sgt.

 

Class: Command.

 

Age: 40

 

Appearance: A tall Russian man, with fair skin, and deep wrinkles. He has the coldest pair of dark brown eyes and has yellowed teeth. He often keeps his uniform clean, and well kept. He is known to have a Boyevoy Nozh, or Russian Battle Knife hidden within his bunk.

 

Personality: He is often quiet, but when drunken, he is known to be like a bear. When he is in a joyous mood, he is known to do a Cossack dance or at least hum the Soviet's national anthem. But when he is in a sullen or depressed mood, he will often tell of tells about his great grandfathers' days in the Soviet Union. Vladmir is often at ends trying to control Takeo and often forces him to do the worst jobs available.

 

Bio: Vladmir was born into the Kruchev royal family. A ancient household that was slightly related to a ancient Czar. His family was the first to join Vladmir Lenin when the Red Revolution happened, and the first to oppose the formation of the Russian Federation. Ever since his childhood, he was taught that he will help lead the glorious return of the motherland to it's glorious reign, and to make all one with her. He broke off from his family when they found out his relationship with his Japanese girlfriend. Ever since then, he had never regretted leaving his family.

 

[spoiler=Takeo Minamoto ~VK-Duelist]

Username: VK-Duelist

 

Name: Takeo Minamoto, Pvt.

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 21

 

Appearance: A Japanese man with a pair of cold dark brown eyes that almost rivals Vladmir's. He is a small man with a medium build. He takes great care in his appearance and is often seen with the cleanest and neatest uniform. Takeo often is seen with a old Imperial Japanese Army Captain emblem on his wrist cuff.

 

Personality: A very quiet and arrogant man. He often stays to himself and addresses to his superiors with respect, but treat everyone under him with arrogance and often criticizes them for their faults. Takeo often is seen pondering many philosophical questions, but when interrupted, unleashes a hell storm of curses and swears in Japanese. He is often trying to upstart Vladmir's control over him and try blame all problems on him.

 

Bio: At a young age, Takeo was taught that he was superior to everyone due to his heritage to the legendary Minamoto clan. He was trained in the arts of the Samurai and often didn't play nice with other kids. Takeo has since grown use to being alone. The only people he was even known to show feelings close to love was his sister and his mother. But when he had learn his sister had relationships with a Russian, he and his family quickly cut their ties with her. Since then, he vowed he'll kill the man who stole his sister from him, Vladmir.

 

[Quiksilver]

bump...again.

[Aviv: D's Knight]

As a loyal reader of your fanfic I join.

 

Username: Caiba

 

Name: First Lieutenant Koryn Zoren Nowoul(pronounced cor-een sor-en now-owl)

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 24

 

Appearance: Koryn is about 5 FT 6, with a bit above average muscled build. He keeps his hair long. His hair is dirty blond. He is a great patriot, he lives and was born in Ireland.

 

Bio: He grew up in Ireland. He lived an okay life but his dream was to go into space. He has not yet married. His father died when he was six, his mother three years later.

 

Personality: He isn't a follower or leader. He grew up on the streets, he will do anything to win. At first you would see him as a brutal, violent, and mean person, looking closer you would see he's not at all and doesn't like fighting.

[Quiksilver]

As a loyal reader of your fanfic I join.

 

Username: Caiba

 

Name: First Lieutenant Koryn Zoren Nowoul(pronounced Cor-een sor-en now-owl)

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 24

 

Appearance: Koryn is about 5 FT 6' date=' with a bit above average muscled build. He keeps his hair long. His hair is dirty blond. He is a great patriot,he lives and was born in Ireland. He isn't a follower or leader.

 

[b']Bio:[/b] he grew up in Ireland. He lived an okay life but his dream was to go into space. He has not yet married. His father died when he was six,his mother three years later.

 

P.S.What does this have to do with yu-gi-oh?

 

Thanks for joining, Caiba! And it doesn't have anything to with Yu-Gi-Oh, not all roleplays do. You're accepted IF-

 

1. You read the rules -Look carefully

 

2. You fix your spelling -Capitalization

 

and 3. You add a Personality section. I'd also like you to extend your Bio, but you don't have to.

[Aviv: D's Knight]

I doesn't get number 9?

[Quiksilver]

Its not that hard to understand. Look at it again...

[Magnet Soldier]

Username: Magnet soldier.

 

Name: Sergeant Dylan Smith.

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 27

 

Appearance: A tall, slightly muscular man, that still looks teenage. But, dont let this fool you. Underneath that skin is pure muscle, enough to have almost no recoil of of an AK-47. Almost. Noone perfect, including him. He has three scars over his right eye and his right shoulder is burnt. He is slightly tanned and has black, scruffy hair. His eyes are a deep, dark, forest green.

 

Personality: A good, kind and friendly soul who never rejects a challenge. He's known to be quite popular, befriending pretty much everyone on board. Being a formor soldier, he is loyal and rarely disobeys an order. He's a very logical person, always choosing the safer path, unless ordered to go the other way. He's never been known to get angry, but of course, there's a first time for everything.

 

Bio: Dylan was originally a nobody. The average guy. Good at school. Slightly popular. An all round good guy. However, when he was fifteen, his mother died. His father was distraught and sent Dylan to the army to be alone. Dylan grew up quickly. He was a great soldier and soon became well known. He was transfered to the marines when he gained the rank of Corporal. He excelled at warfare and was soon promoted yet again. He became one of the most acknowledged soldiers in the Marines. But he got bored. Luckily for him, this was when S.E.P started asking for people. He instantly signed up, and easily got through the training. Now he's one of the commanding officers on board.

[Quiksilver]

Username: Magnet soldier.

 

Name: Seargent Dylan Smith.

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 27

 

Appearance: A tall' date=' slightly muscular man, that still looks teenage. But, dont let this fool you. Underneath that skin is pure muscle, enough to have almost no recoil of of an AK-47. Almost. [u']Noone[/u] perfect, including him. He has three scars over his right eye and his right shoulder is burnt. He is slightly tanned and has black, scruffy hair. His eyes are a deep, dark, forest green.

 

Personality: A good, kind and friendly soul who never rejects a challenge. He's known to be wuite popular, befriending pretty much everyone on board. Being a formor soldier, he is loyal and rarely disobeys an order. He's a very logical person, always choosing the safer path, unless ordered to go the other way. He's never been known to get angery, but of course, there's a first time for everything.

 

Bio: Dylan was originally a nobody. The average guy. Good at school. Slightly popular. All round good guy. However, when he was fifteen, his mother died. His father was distraught and sent Dylan to the army to be alone. Dylan grew up quickly. He was a great soldier and soon became well known. He was transfered to the marines when he gained the rank of Corporal. He excelled at warfare and was soon promoted yet again. He became one of the most acknowledged soldiers in the Marines. But he got bored. Luckily for him, this was when S.E.P started asking for people. He instantly signed up, and easily got through the training. Now he's one of the commanding officers on board.

 

magnet soldier, you're accepted if you promise to fix your grammar and spelling.

[Magnet Soldier]

Most of it was Typo's, like wuite was meant to be quite. They are next to each other. 1 thing, why did you underline 'pretty'?

[Quiksilver]

That was a mistake. Sorry, you're in.

[Quiksilver]

Ok, I have another person definitely on board. Once he joins, and a couple of other people, we will start.

 

EDIT: Caiba, you're now accepted getting closer to being accepted...

[Aviv: D's Knight]

What am I missing?

---

Do you realize that in both of your R.P.s I made my name sound like a Guardians of gahoole charecter

[Magnet Soldier]

He has already mentioned it. You have to add a bit more detail to your Bio and Personality.

[Quiksilver]

He has already mentioned it. You have to add a bit more detail to your Bio and Personality.

 

This. There was also the matter of you forgetting to put #9 in' date=' but you fixed that. Right now, both you're Personality and Bio are tasteless, and you're personality isn't four lines long and you're Bio doesn't even sound like a bio. Its just mush. Just saying [i'] Yeah, well, he lived a ordinary life. The end. [/i] isn't going to cut it.

[ThunderousSonar]

Username: kabuto56

 

Name: First Lieutenant Lyle 'Cross' Carter

 

Class: Command

 

Age: 26

 

Appearance: Cross is a bit tall for his age at a towering 6'2 , with a large muscle build. He keeps his hair neat and short, but when he sleeps it gets disorganized. His hair is a blackish color with several streaks of navy blue through it. He is handsome, though he doesn't care for his looks, as he is focused on his job. He has eyes that could stare daggers through even the toughest of people.

 

Personality: Cross is a cocky fellow, yet he doesn't show it by being very cool-headed. Cross is very intuitive. But like everyone else, he has his weaknesses. He is a very secluded man, and he doesn't trust people easily. He is almost always focused on the job and doesn't allow people to get close to him, as he feels that anyone who gets close to him will die. He had a half sister, and she dies a few years back, and she was the wife of a man on the ship called Grayson. Cross never knew the man well, but he felt for his sorrow. Cross is second on command on the ship, which puts a lot of people under him, and Cross cares for all of them.

 

Bio: Cross Carter seemed to live a somewhat normal life. He grew up on the Lunar colony with

a loving parent as he never knew his father as his father was claimed to have died when Cross was young, but he also graduated college at the age of 15 for advanced engineering, and various other subjects, and soon picking up various girls, and being a player. But then, tragedy seemed to ruin the perfect life, while Cross was working, his sister and parents were killed as a malfunctioning Earth transport crashed into the Wakefield family compound, as his parents were visiting Grayson's parents. Cross fell into a deep emotional slump, in which he was only brought out of by his brother in law, after he had recoiled himself, Grayson Wakefield, Cross' brother in law. As Cross had a need to protect his only family left, so when the S.E.P. program was launched, he felt obliged to join to protect Grayson. He displayed natural skill as a leader, and a weapons operator during the training period and was given command of the Challenger II under Grayson, and head of a large division of the Space Program because of his large skill.

[Quiksilver]

Woah...Grayson Wakefield twin...but what can I do about it, when he's my co-owner? :)

Yeah, kabuto is my co-owner, and the one I was talking about earlier. kabuto, you're accepted, of course.

 

EDIT: We need Engineers and Science people! Engineers and Science will participate in battles and such, so its not any different in that way. (Engineers will be needed to sabotage mechanical things, and Science people will be needed to recover crucial items, for example.) The only difference is where the people are situated on the ship.

[ThunderousSonar]

I can't wait, for this. I hope this doesn't die off.......

[Quiksilver]

Me too, mate.

[Quiksilver]

Okay, so, we'll start tomorrow, and hopefully by then, we'll have a few more people.

[Quiksilver]

OoC: Ok, since this looks like all the people we're going to get, I'll just start the RP now. Caiba, once you fix your app, just PM me a heads-up and if it comes up to my approval, I'll PM you back and say you can start posting in the RP. Also, kabuto, I just noticed something- your app says Captain in it. Change it to First Lieutenant.

 

What we're going to start with is we're preparing for launch. Right now, you can kinda do anything you want, even something like getting into a fight.

 

IC: It was zero hour. Time to begin. Time for the advances of men and women to finally come be realized, to finally be tested. It is time for humans to reach the stars.

 

So thought the small, pale man as he leaned back against the seat of the Earth shuttle. It was a roomy affair, with several rows of seats all complete with a large window at the very ends. Other S.E.P. officers sat on these seats, most setting with backs straight, but some were completely relaxed, talking with their neighbors. Quite comfortable. The small man swept back his long, blond hair and looked at his window, in which only a inky darkness could be seen. Of course, it would become very uncomfortable if one of said windows broke. For this man, along with other S.E.P., or Space Exploration Program, officers, were traveling through space itself. Actually, only through the upper atmosphere to Moon space. But still, it was very similar. The monkey-like man looked through the window set against the wall and was instantly satisfied, a grin spreading across his stout little head and sending his eye color into a fiery red, to the discontentment of the officer in the next seat over. He was grinning for they was close enough to see the Challenger II. The spaceship. His spaceship. The only reason this magnificent beast existed was because of him. Because this man was Christoph Koertig. Perhaps one of the most famous people on Earth, Koertig was the first ever person to discover a alien race. That's right. The plain-looking man (except for his eye color, of course) sitting in Earth shuttle BX-8859D, readying himself for launch, was Christoph Koertig. If it wasn't for Koertig, the first spaceship ever made to carry humans on a long solar voyage across the echelons of space wouldn't even have been built. This spaceship, a long, white and brown ship that included a bridge, a command port, different arrays of guns, and a total of 12 levels up and down the ship that was sitting there in space, waiting to be started, needed to give him a thank-you, Christoph thought, than laughed.

 

3 minutes until arrival at Challenger II, A soft voice chimed across the intercom into Christoph's cabin, breaking through Christoph's thoughts. His blood pounding a little harder, Koertig sat up straighter and looked around, seeing the other S.E.P. officers doing the same. He looked them over and saw that there were exactly 38 officers present. Of course these men and women weren't the only officers on the Challenger II. The other 762 officers were already on the ship, preparing it for departure. And the thought of the word departure, Christoph heart began pounding harder. The human race is getting ready to leave Earth, Christoph had a sudden thought, and get out into the galaxy...!

 

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Grayson Wakefield grimaced in pain as a soft whoosh opened up the doors in front of him. They need to get rid of all of this fancy hololift, He thought, his head pounding from the roller-coaster ride he had just had, and get a regular elevator, one that goes up and down! Grayson shook his head, trying to get rid of the headache he'd just gotten, and stepped out of the hololift, into the command port. Looking out through his dark bangs, Grayson could see the command port before him. It was quite a sight. It was all a spotless, glowing silver, with soft beige accents on all the chairs. It was shaped like a circle and had one smaller, raised circle in the middle of, where the captain's chair sat. At the far end of the command port, there was a huge window that covered half of the wall and showed outward, into space. There was actually two levels on it, a slightly raised upper and a slightly lower lower, with small sets stairs connecting them on either side of the circle in the middle. All around the walls, and some in around the captain's circle, were command stations for the officers to sit and use the virtual computers, called vidscreens, there to do different things. For example, at the computers in front of the captain's circle, that was were you controlled the ship's course. At the computers on some of the right side is where you could communicate with the rest of the ship. At most of these command stations, were his officers, who were dressed in outfits like that of a army general's but with the shirt a shade of red. Many of the officers were talking amongst themselves as Grayson walked aboard. When they noticed Grayson, all conversation ceased and they looked to him. "At ease," Grayson said jokingly, trying to get them to actually be at ease. Some people laughed and people resumed their ordinary business. Smiling at a couple of the officers who still looked at him, Grayson walked over and settled himself into the captain's chair. He looked to a officer at the right side of the room, and asked, "Have all of the crew shown up yet? Departure is in two hours. "No, sir," The officer said, looking at her computer. "Some still haven't shown up yet. Including First Lieutenant Carter." Grayson frowned. Didn't these people know anything about discipline? "All right then. Send out a message to all of the ships, requiring all crew to go to their assigned areas." He finally said. The officer nodded and turned to her vidscreen. I can't believe this is happening, Grayson said, turning his head to look out of the window, out into space. We're going out into the stars...Heh, out into the final frontier.

 

OoC: Notice the little Star Trek reference.

[ThunderousSonar]

Cross was waking up for the first time, somewhat willingly, as he was very excited to know that he would be traveling with his brother in law and seeing him constantly as the last time they spent any quality time together was before his sister's death. Cross went and he prepared to get himself ready for the flight, as he had mixed feelings about the thing.

 

"I am game for this." Cross said.

[Magnet Soldier]

OOC: Dont shortpost Kabuto.

 

IC: Dylan sighed. He looked relaxed, at ease, content and any other feeling of the same meaning you happened to notice. He had his eyes closed, headphones in and listening to some random rock band doing some guitar solos. But really he was alert, his hand inches away from a pistol at his belt. He was a soldier, and should be shooting something. But this job got far more publicity and gave him the chance to go up against other species! Laser guns and spaceships. This was like a video game. A really realistic video game with real life consequences. Such as someone dying, most probably him. Anyway, here he was, half listening to his music, when a notice suddenly ordered him to get to his station. "I'm the one with the gun, experience and knowledge of weapons. And they probably expect me to scrub the floors." He sighed and walked off towards the main command port. He stepped into one of the hololifts, and got quite a shock when it rocket along the ship. He was grinning the whole time. "This.....might....actually.....be......fun." He said, arriving to find a spotless, roomy.....well, room. It looked great. He slumped down onto an empty chair near the captain’s seat. After all, he was a very high rank, and no one would argue with him. He had a gun at his belt.

[Quiksilver]

OoC: Technically, kabuto didn't shortpost, that is technically 4 lines. But I would like longer posts. Please don't do my duty. Also, Magnet, you might want to check over your posts before you post them; There are a lot of typos.

 

IC: Grayson raised his eyebrows as the man, Sergeant Dylan Smith he recalled, walked in and sat at a command station almost directly behind him, throwing challenging looks to all as he did so. Whatever. Smith was a good man, if a little impatient. However, something behind Smith suddenly attracted Grayson's attention; A well-build man with dark blue streaks in his hair, looking a little uncomfortable. It was...Cross. Cross Carter. His brother-in-law. Grayson stood up, throwing a lot at the time to go as he did so. Less than an hour till departure. Grayson nodded to himself, than went over to Cross and clapped his hand on Carter's shoulder. "Hello, Lyle," Grayson said softly. "How you been keeping?

[Spartan919]

At that moment, the door to the command port opened. Jason stepped in, his brown hair swishing around his thin frame. He paused five feet before Grayson, and snapped an expert salute. "Second Lieutenant Jason Stratton reporting for duty, sir." He waited patiently for the command to stand down, and in the meantime, his eyes swept over the bridge, studying the shape, colors, and setup. This ship is fantastic. I can't believe we're actually going out to find extraterrestrials. Can't be distracted, gotta keep my focus on the Captain. Jason's eyes stopped roaming, and came to rest, locked in with Grayson's gaze.