The Hex-Grid [Interest Check] [Co-Hosted by Wind Rider]

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[spoiler='Plot']Humanity has been growing at a rapid rate, which it grows more rapid the more it grows. Earth is losing resources at a rapid pace, losing precious minerals in the ground, resources run low, so a group decides to start a program to shift a large sum of people from Earth's populating to a moon colony, which humanity has made several successful colonies. However, this program would require ridiculous amounts of funds to pull off. Desperate, the government gives it a shot. Several years pass as resources are running even lower, the poor get no water while the rich get enough to have final parties in their fancy hot tubs. The government has lost all hope until they receive word that the program that they funded had shown results, being able to have five billion people enter the program, it would be a perfect opportunity as humanity's final chance. So the higher ups, such as world known scientists, doctors, etc. are boarded into an advanced model of a spaceship, which will travel five billion people to the moon, the people who were poor look as the people being boarded with sad, disgusted, and ghostly faces. Suddenly, a large sound is heard from the back of the ship as it starts up, moving and starts to enter into space. The creators of the program have brought supplies, and have scientists working on a way to replenish resources so they can easily survive.

 

Many years later, humanity has evolved so much since landing on the moon colony, they have even expanded into colonies far off and ones with artificial suns and advanced systems. It's a nice time, and meeting other intellectual lifeforms and learning each others languages, it has been common knowledge in school to learn languages of certain alien speech. Although, not everything is all happy and dandy. The Galactic Military have been protecting various regions using advanced jets, planes, etc. Although, someone unexpected happened. A neutral faction, named the Teaffeas, have become suddenly hostile. The Teaffeas were a human faction which its founders had bred with alien lifeforms, creating the Teaffeas. They had suddenly attacked the Galactic Military, right around when a new type of fighting unit was made, something called a 'Hexal,' which was a mech suit which was highly customizable, so it was easy to make any type. The Galactic Military hadn't gotten this technology yet, as they were working on an AI for it, but apparently the Teaffeas had. So they were losing badly, colonies destroyed, and they were backed into a corner. Having no options, they had opened a program for any remaining colonies. They had named it the 'Hex Combat Program,' which trained people to become Pilots, which were named 'Hex's,' of the new 'Hexal' mechs. When they had finished the AI, they had named it the 'Hex Combat Assistment Program,' which aided the pilots in combat. People who weren't top of the class got a standard issued Hexal, which had nothing that special. The first class had graduated around this point, and the top of the class got a customized mech, with special abilities to aid in combat. The top of the class were a special unit, which fought in battle together in special missions, which proved to tough for other units to handle. The unit was called the Hex-Grid.

 

 

[spoiler='Who are you?']Graduating at the top of your class, you get the choice of a special Hexal unit. Gaining access to the special unit, you feel ready and nervousness at the same time. You don't know if you exactly like the feeling. But you don't care, you've trained for this, and if you chickened out now it would've been all worthless.

 

 

So this was the basic plot of what this roleplay could be. I'm probably gonna have about 7 - 10 people only, I think I could manage that better than anyone joining at any point.

(Thanks to Wind Rider for Co-Hosting)