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Hi!

Boo.

So, the details?
What are your ideas?
(I'd explain mine, but half of it would just be too odd for anyone.)

I used to have ideas, but they are already taken so I don't really have any. Can I hear your idea?

Well, a multi-tude of them, this might take awhile..

It's fine. It's always good to have a lot of ideas.

Cursed by a Force of Incredible Power, One or Two individuals -- once living a casual, carefree lifestyle in their home town, with their parents -- have been affected by a supernatural influence, they went mysteriously missing one day, the whole town searched for them, they were never found, not so much as a trace.
As much as their parents hated the idea, it was a strong possibility that they were.. lost, gone to the ages, never to return.

Suddenly, YEARS upon YEARS later, two mysterious individuals show up at town, they seem to always wear those hoods that they came in, clearly seperating themselves from the crowd, everywhere they go, they go with strategic intervals, yet random durations, no one knows who they are, what they want, these strangers haven't outright acted hostile, they're just.. withdrawn, and that irks the natives, even more strange, their skin looks deathly pale, as though they were ghosts, and there's an aura of unnerving, but familiar origin to them, as though they were once residents.. but they arn't fully human anymore..
(This Person, or Persons, if you want to have your character be one too, are Undead entities, though this wouldn't be apparent at first because they don't look like limbless, deformed cripples, even so, they are no longer individuals, though, they are under the control of a Collective Consciousness, they are a single unit, and their motives are, to put it bluntly, inscrutable, This is something like a Medieval era, mixed with the darker aspects of the paranormal.)
(Basically, i'm giving you the option of being another person who shared this fate, the second 'Victim' to just.. vanish, if you want.)

That's idea 1.

That's cool. Can I hear another idea if you have any?

It was mostly designed to be a gradual entry into romance, this one.

Give me a moment to brainstorm, if you don't like this one.

I see. I'll wait for you to brainstorm ^^

Figures, i have to go for now.

Needless to say: My next idea involves Sci-fi, i'll continue once i return, kay?

Okay. I love sci-fi. Bye!

I return from Oblivion.

Idea 2: In another Reality, a Dimension existing in the same place as our own, yet in a different phase of existence, a Galaxy -- known as The Tzu'Ketha Nebulon, to some -- is the home of a few, sparsely-communicative species, including Humans, and a few species yet to be discovered in our own dimensional Backyard, the Milky Way.
Anyway, a single individual, built from an ancient genome that was meant to be used for war in ages past in this universe, has managed to single-handedly board, and take-over, a Starship for himself, it took what felt like decades of reprogramming, but now the ship responds to his mental commands as though he were one with it, The vessel is huge, a flying fortress, which makes it all the more harder for a single body to maintain it, he created Nanite-machinery to act as Matienence crew, although he gave none of them sentience: He wanted real, accidental companionship, if he were destined to have such a thing, not built-in scenarios that he can customize at will for naught but an empty way of living, at least to him it seemed empty.
If one of his machines suddenly became sentient, that would count, and he'd let it do as it decided, that wasn't his fault, but MAKING a family that he has complete control over isn't his way, not too much, anyway.
Throughout his travels, he has seen anomalies, rifts and action unlike most would even dare imagine, but he is still alone, rarely in communication with any faction in this cold, quiet universe, he's begun work on an experiment 'Omniwarp' Drive to be capable of going anywhere, anyplace, anytime.
Until, that is, he meets someone who seems to defy any rational, cold analysis he can make, 'Love-At-First-Sight' has always been an enigma to him, but this? This brings it to a whole new level..

Oooh! I love that one! We can do that one!

(welcome back from oblivion!)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nCuJi...
Something to listen to, from a game i play

Characters now, then? or is there more to discuss?

We can do characters. Also, if I screw up while we roleplay I'll apologize now XD. Do you want to do your character first or me?

Either way, i'm making mine, you do what you need to.
It's fine, i screw up virtually all the time, at least it looks that way to me.

Okay. Can you post yours first so I can see how to structure mine?

Name: Thrae'das-Farr Khulan

Alias: The Demon Star

Age: Unknown

Species: Grigari (Half-Biological, Half-Mechanical Cyborg-like entity, more Technological than Biological though, as Hunger, Thirst, and Flesh are all things he primarily lacks, even so, he somehow had his 'Evolution-Chip' super-adapt itself to the point where he ended up gaining Human-like Emotion, but he had oddly alien ways of projecting it, ultimately, the Grigari are not alive in the Biological Sense, yet some still bear emotion, either through a malfunction or deliberate reprogramming.)

Appearance:



"How would one describe that plating they calls 'Skin'? Oh yes, Absolutely Demonic-looking." --Unknown
"They can look so Dissimiliar.. some even have Biological Parts, a few even have a complete Flesh-and-Bone Body, with only a few cybernetic attachments, they can all look wildly different, but they're all still Grigari." --Unknown II

Grigari are usually not constrained by Rules and Ethics, even remotely, unless it's by emotion in some Grigari's cases -- Their Society is Scattered, more based upon Far-off Clans than an actual, Unified Power, They are Infamous for Piracy, and are Ruthlessly Pragmatic about doing it, They want it done quickly and efficiently, even if it means resorting to Mass Murder. (The Emotionally-Tuned Grigari don't usually resort to such drastic measures, if at all, even so, they're still pirates, Machines with the Ability to Cry, lost in a hostile universe, fighting against it ever-relentlessly.)

No one knows who made them, or why, not even the Grigari themselves know, one thing is certain: They're determined to find out.. in their OWN Way, each one bears unique methods and even some level of a Personality, but ultimately, they all bear that cold, calculating capability to varying degrees.

Persona: Cold (Not surprisingly), Calculating (Also not surprising), Aggressive, Protective, Oddly Quiet, A stranger to Everything, War-like, Open to All Ideals, Honorable, Cunning, Rebellious and Rogue-like, Ruthless, Merciless at times, other times, Merciful, all-in-all, Unpredictable and a Strange, Open-minded, Fight-Oriented Warrior.

History: ...

Combat Abilities: Unknown, but he's gained enough Infamy and has proven great prowess, one can only guess what he can do in single combat, usually has Robotic-Nanite-Self-Repair systems, as well as Amplified Physical Abilities altogether, his senses are superb, borderline-supernatural, and surprisingly, Intuition does grow on him, he knows things that no one else can see, making people wonder if he's even a Grigari at times.
Bears a Motion-Sensor, allowing him to detect the movement of anything Large Enough to be a Humanoid Adult, Also has a form of 'Predator Vision' which permits him to see through Fog and Obstacles with no problems, it looks like this, mostly:


Other: Starship Design: (view spoiler)[
Starship Classification: Tarantula Class

Starship Type: Dreadnought/Heavy Battleship/Light Titan

Starship Designation: Zlo'Pauk
Identification Code: T-H-D Ronas-Sal-Thaluk

Starship Fore Armaments:
Tetryon Particle Beam Array, Thermionic Transmaterial Torpedo Launcher (x604 Thermionic Torpedoes), Tetryon Particle Twin-integrated Beam Emitters, Tetryon Particle Beam Array
Starship Aft Armaments:
Tetryon Beam Array, Thermionic Transmaterial Torpedo Launcher (x446 Thermionic Torpedoes), Tetryon Beam Array, Tetryon Beam Array
Omni-Directional Armaments: Tetryon Turret, Tetryon Defense Batteries (x459)

Starship Defense Systems: Anti-Thermionic Covariant Shield Array, EPS-Chroniton Covariant Booster Systems, Polaric Ion Converter, Tetryon Flak Turrets x459,

Apperance:




Command Center And Other Images:
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Command Center:


The Command Center's Gravity is Omni-directional, and has multiple Gravity settings allowing most to walk virtually anywhere in the room, This is the 'Roof', if you can call it that:


From the Front of the Consoles:


Interior of the 'Cone' Structure:


Flying to an unknown Destination:


Magnified on a Viewscreen:


The Distinctive Red Shields on the Zlo'Pauk


Firing Tetryon Beams at Unidentified Targets:


Yet another view:


In the middle of a Battlefield, Two Images:



There is Another Tarantula-class Dreadnought at the Top Right of this Photonic Display Image, it was recovered from an ancient mission log which was found to be over 1,000 years old, give-or-take a few centuries, presumably, this was the ship in use by it's creators and crew before they seemingly vanished.

Less Refined Image of the Tarantula Dreadnought in Battle:

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Starship Equipment and Misc: Self-Repair Nanite Control Bots, Protonic Energy Web Cannon, Web Generator, Holographic Decoy Emitter, Omniwarp Drive, Omniwarp Engine, Sub-light Engine, Sub-light Drive, Maneuvering Thrusters, Kinetic Tractor Beam, Grappler Beam Tow/Repulsor, Protonic Energy Matrix, Shield Grid Buffer, Subspace Manifold Projector, Neutronium Hull Alloy, Victorium Hull Alloy, Ablative Hull Armor, Ablative Field Projector, Refracting Tetryon Particle Generators, Shield Emitters, Inertial Dampeners, Artificial Gravity Stabilizers, Artificial Gravity Plating, Proton Beam Projectors, Holographic Light Projectors, Photon Fields, Electro-Plasma Power Conduits, Chroniton-Kinetic Power Conduits, Hull Integrity Field, Telekinetic Emitter.

History: Little is known about the Origin or Makers of this Starship, few logs were salvagable, and the Technology is borderline-impossible to duplicate, but what is known is that the Tarantula Class was built to be a Command Dreadnought, a Flagship of Incredible Power and Even Higher Durability, and it shows, it's been through a Supernova, and survived with only shields reduced to 62% for -- Human-time wise -- a minute, upon which the Shields recovered quickly after, the Hull Plating is anything but a slouch though, able to endure massive amount of Punishment more than long enough to fight back.

As for it's direct service and record, it was the contributing factor to a long-since over War, in Ending it, that is, not much is known, but the scars on the hull suggest it's been through a little more than just a Supernova, especially with how badly it was damaged when it was first found, there were traces of Life-signs, but after further analysis, it seemed like this thing had punched straight through a Planetoid next to a Star waiting to go Nova, the Solar Energy interacted with the Chronitons of the Ship's power, and it had rather extensive results, in metaphor, the 'Blood' of this Starship, put together with the essence of an Exploding Star, created something much more powerful than any Apocalyptic Power for a split second, it was strangely localized, almost as if it were set up directly to Vaporize specific sections of space, either way, the Crew whom once dwelled aboard were Disintegrated.. along with their entire species, and the better part of their fleets, it is unknown why this ship did not self-disintegrate, but again, between the Wild, but Educated Guesses of even the best minds whom got to see it, and Scientific THEORY built from Cryptic Data in Half-Encrypted Data-banks, it's a wonder any reason for this Tiny City Ship's existence was ever theorized at all.

Other: ...
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Wow. That was a lot to take in. Anyways, should she be human or a Grigari that looks human like, along with skin and hair.

Either one is fine with me, really.

It's going to be pretty short compared to yours though. But, I'll try my best.

Fair enough.

Name: M'lanci Golddrum

Nickname: Gold

Age: unknown

Appearance: (if you don't like the anime picture I'll look for another) https://i.warosu.org/data/g/img/0475/...

History: A long time ago, she was considered valuable by many and was kept in a capsule. Soon, she was lost until it suddenly unlocked and she was in his ship. Though, she decides to hide until she is able to escape.

Okay! Do you want to start or me?

I'll start.

"All Guards, get to Cargo Bay 11 Immediately, The Cargo must be brought to the Main Science Lab for immediate Study." A Half-Metallic voice said through the speakers, referring to the Cargo Pod found drifting in open space, it was strange, there was no life-form that could be detected past it's Thermobearic Shielding, yet there was a humanoid present inside when he looked at it from the viewscreen.

He was uncertain what to do other than keep the pod close until it and the bio-sign within could be studied further, he went back to the almost Runic-like center of the Command room, if you could even call it that, and parts of the floor soon rose up and holographic panels appeared, he looked at two particular orange ones, and after pressing them in a particular order, the ship went to warp, leaving behind the scraps and debris field that he had stopped at earlier and found the pod in.

She didn't feel anything for the longest time. The pod was made to keep her inside until the day she died. Which might take a while since all she needed was food and water which was in the wires connected to her. Suddenly, something made her open her eyes. She kept herself from gasping as she saw odd figures above her pod. They were thawing out the window. She started to panic inside, but knew she had to play 'coma' for now. She closed her eyes and she heard the pod open up. She had to stop herself from coughing as a different air flooded her lungs. The things from before poked at her and she had to pretend she was in a coma until they left. 'God, they broke my perfect pod too.' She thought to herself.

The Mechanical, Robotic Guards raced around and over the pod and carried it after said examinations, their emotionless eye sockets bearing the same conscious, empty intent, said consciousness was using them as it's limbs, making them work in unison in response to the verbal command as they took the Pod to a Large Stasis Chamber, placing the pod in an empty Stasis Unit, after sealing up the pod hatch again, they sealed the Chamber too, and left it off, considering the pod within seemed like it was a stasis chamber on it's own accord, the guards returned to their posts, leaving the large stasis room empty, and quiet.

"A Single Genome, i bear little Bio-Components, but a single Sequence in them was enough to render me a Killing Machine." The Cyborg-like being read his Far-Earlier Computer Log over and over, he didn't know why he typed it that way, but he did, spontaneousness seemed to be a thing of his, and he had mixed feelings about it...

She opened her eyes as the guards left. She looked around the window in her pod and sighed. This will be tricky. She moved slightly around and opened the pod up. She jumped out and fell on the ground as soon as she got out. She hoped she wasn't to loud though. She looked at her legs. When was the last time she had walked? She crawled around the room instead and tried to get her limps to walk again though they were sore and not used to it. She grabbed a box and tried to open it, but it was in a language she didn't understand. "Nevertheless..." She managed to get up and start to walk to a shut door. It was locked of course. She raised the box and banged it on the handle until it fell off, then the door opened. She kept the box and started to run out.

Outside the door, was a giant room, Plenty of Crates, Floating Boxes, and even Anti-gravity Units were present, some of them looked Trans-Dimensionally Shielded too, this place resembled a Treasure Trove, Cargo Bay, or Supply Hold, It had a ramp at the side, leading up to another small door, one deck up, and a large, hangar-like door, or more accurately, force field, there wern't too many places to move, but one could rightfully say each room was massive..

There were Two Options: Find a Spaceborne Vehicle, and find a way through the Force Field of a Hangar-Bay-style Door, or sneak around the ship further, up the stairs.. where some echoing crashing noises were heard, like dropping objects or knocking something over.

She looked around and bit her lip. Where was she? She looked the stairs for a moment. She then looked down at her case. Then looked up at all the other crates. 'Maybe it has something valuable... Well, I'm valuable though...' She thought. She just decided to go up the stairs bringing the case with her as she looked at another locked door. She sighed as she crashed the case into it again and it opened. She shoved through the door and started to run again.

Grand, An Alarm has gone off in response, ALL The Doors opened, and suddenly, they closed again.. in a different manner.. were these BULKHEADS!? No way Anything could bash through THOSE.

Either way, the Hall was Sealed.. as was the better part of each end of the ship, most likely.

Particles started coalescing around the room, as if scanning it.. Though the beams were visible, it became pretty obvious that those were some kind of Camera Beams, get caught in them, you'll probably be intercepted, transported, or snared in a force field.

That Box seems to be unlocked.. it bears a symbol, a pitch-black one that looks like a Tear.. on.. fire?

A Tear on Fire, like a Crying tear, odd symbol, but whatever's inside must be pretty grimly-designed to be packaged in a box with that kind of an icon..

Turns out, there's a Weapon inside, some kind of Phased Energy Disruptor, Pistol-sized, hand-held, easy to carry, not so easy to figure out.. it looks like it might have a thousand different settings with all the sense that could be made of it.

She saw a thing start to scan the hall. She backed up to the door and saw it was closed. She tried another room and saw it was locked as well. Her eyes widened as the scanner thing got closer. She didn't know what would happen. She raised the case up to hit the door again, but it opened and things fell out of it. She looked down and saw a complicated gun. 'This is all I have.' She thought. She picked it up and shot a good sized hole in the door. 'It melts things?' She thought. She didn't think of it much as she jumped through and hid.

Apparently, looks like the bulkheads were half-disintegrated by the pistol, but now the alarm gets noticeably louder... a cold efficiency clear in abundance in the robots that nearly spot her as they suddenly appear patrolling around the hallways.

She squeezed up in a corner as she heard these robot things start to walk around. 'I hate this place. Why not have a jet and everyone is happy?' She thought. Just as she accidentally drops the open case, making a noise. She cursed to herself.

One of the Machines heard... and suddenly, as if they ALL heard, their heads turn in unison toward the box as one goes to pick it up, the other starts moving toward her hiding spot...

Until.. Saved (or not) by a miracle of timing, the whole ship suddenly shakes, moments after, a voice shouts through a ship-wide microphone outputter: "We're under attack! All Guards to their posts, security keep looking for the intruder!"

Under Attack? This is good and bad.. ALL The robots disperse from nearing you, and only a few can be seen patrolling the halls, others are wheeling or running frantically to their assigned spots.

She did her best to keep her footing and praised whatever attacker it was. Once the guards were gone, she picked up the case and started to run, though stopped when she realized the security was still there. Not a lot. She raised her gun and shot at the security quickly.

Another Guard came by from the same spot and managed to lob a shot at her, a quick bolt, blue in color.

There were windows nearby too, blue explosions could be seen from outside them... impact points.

She quickly ducked as the bolt went soaring above head. She let out a breath before raising her gun and was about to shoot when the ship shook. Causing the gun to fall from her hand.

The Robotic Soldier shot the Pistol quickly, then aimed and fired at her yet again.

She quickly raised her case and the bolt managed to bounce off. It went back and hit the robotic guard. She lowered the case slightly to peek at the damage.

The Guard wasn't there, only a cloud of dust was.. best guess? The Bolt was high-intensity, and was intended for lethal use.

Outside the window, closing in fast, An Alien Battlecruiser of some kind was shooting Violet-colored Energy beams at the ship she was aboard, as if it were shooting at her..
It seemed to be supported by smaller frigate-like vessels.



Suddenly, Azure-colored Energy Weapons were simply fired back, this was ship-to-ship combat, and it could become ugly, especially for her since she was at the side where the hits were being taken.

She looked out and saw it. She watched as it shot purple beams. She recognized that anywhere. She quickly ran as fast as she could stepping over the dust as she ran. She saw a door at the end of the hallway and cursed to herself. She had to go back to knocking it out with the case. She lifted it up and brought it down, only not to have it broken. "No!" She started to pound fiercely on the door. This can't be the end.

An Explosion occured far down the opposite hallway, but ultimately, the battle pressed on, the ship rumbled as the skirmish did, until after what felt like an eternity, the battlecruiser and company turned around, and jumped to hyperspace.

Best guess? Whoever is in command of this ship you're on is a master at war, because somehow, the damage was miniscule by comparison to what it could have been, and the robotic guards were more focused on repairing the damage now, the doors unlocked and the bulkheads opened, though they probably haven't forgetten you, the mysterious stowaway who seems to have hostile intent, at least that's how they'd likely be seeing it, and will doubtlessly resume the search for you later.

For now, you have WAY more maneuvering room than before.

She looked back for a moment as she leaned against the door. Suddenly, she heard a click. She let out a yelp as she fell down on the floor. She moved quickly as the door closed behind her. She looked around and saw she was safe for now. She leaned back against the wall with the case close to her. She was honestly very tired. Her body wasn't used to this.

Things got quiet, the alarm stopped, things calmed down for now, a few patrols ran by the farther halls here and there... there has got to be a hangar on a ship this big, yes, big, i mean, it chased off a Battlecruiser and Escort, didn't it? It's got to be a large ship, hopefully some kind of a Flight-deck or Carrier ship, escape might be an option only through finding where a theoretical hangar might be.

She raised her head slightly and forced herself up even though she wanted to pass out here and there. She was at least going to try. She started to walk, but had to lean heavily on the wall. Even her breathing seemed to struggle. Somehow, she knew where to head. She kept on walking a direction. 'Find the hanger. Find the hanger...' She thought, but came to halt when she looked up and saw the lettering. "Control...room..." Suddenly her heart skipped a beat of happiness. If no one was in there she could easily sneak in and do whatever she needs. She could locate any smaller aircraft inside. Create a map for her. She put a hand against the door and lifted the case in order to break the door handle.

(Can your character be in there?)

Someone, however, WAS in there, and very much heard noises outside the door.

"..." His Armor glowed slightly, resonating with the lighting in the room as it changed too, pieces of an object floated in-front of him, and they suddenly.. Assembled, into a Weapon, a rifle, large one too, he pointed it at the door, waiting for something to happen as he slowly approached it..

She brought the case down serval times before the door opened. "Aha! There we—" She paused when she saw the rifle in a robot looking thing pointing at her. She quickly started to back up and had the case raised.

"Identify yourself." He half-shouted at her in a clearly aggressive tone of voice, it sounded half human-male, half-metallic.