Ok... Lets do this right
I'm really interested in a new RP game. One with more Development and substance. A RP where everyone has input.
So with that said...
As a group, lets come up with some basic rules, a setting(somthing that was left out last RP.) Charactors should be sensible, yet your own. You need to say somthing if you are going to be evil,good,nuetral,etc. Lets discuss this and come up with a fair and imagitive world of RP.
And dont say its boring because i read everything in the last RP game and everyone was having fun...until...well you know

But just post your ideas etc. Lets start a great game that LASTS...

I think we should get a forum here for the RP, so it doesn't become cluttered and mixed with the none RP topics. Character wise, well I guess with enough imagination, which I don't believe is lacking here, we could add any characters we wanted so there's no real problem there.
Still seeing as there will no doubt be fighting between the RP characters we need a set of rules to dictate the fights, or we'll have god like battles were no one seems able to loose, which generally suck for everyone else.
Settings should vary, characters should be able to move from one area to a next but with in limitations, we don't want a few million different locations now do we... Probably a general area is given and locations with in it can be chosen.
One more thing, does anyone have an idea for any story or are we just going to post and see where it goes?

I''ve got an idea...

Setting: A Intergalatic Space Station
Time: In the future
Story: Ok, the setting will be a Intergalatic Space Station
In Orbit over Earth. The space station will be huge, 50 miles long 45 miles wide. The story will consist of Humans living in peace with Aliens( Preds, etc.). But there are those who wish to destroy this alliance. There will be a Terrorist Faction, who are currently attacking the Space Station.

You can choose which ever side you wish. But you must be sensebile about your Char.

So, the setting so far is, there is a intergalatic space station which is being attacked by a Terrorist group. Somebody can start it out, Introducing their Char.

Rules: Just be fucking sensible, no cheating, you can only be one Char.

I can start it later ttonight, i will introduce my Char and the story in more detail.

Tell me how this sounds

very good idea wolf. i will think about wether i want to get into another one or not. but good idea wolf.
ill be on later tonight and decide.

I'll join in with my character "Hawk". He'll probably side with the Terrorists, but hey you never know. i'll give a detailed run down of Hawk when i get back from skating

Yeah, I also helped Wolf with his idea.

I'll do it.

My character will be pretty much the same except he will be with a counter-terror task force (still a Marine, just in a group composed of all branches Army, Navy, Marines, AF, Coast Guard, SWAT, etc.) My character is going to be in charge of 500 Men that will come to aid the space station's security eventually.

Name: Trav Gulug
Occupation: Freelance Bounty Hunter/Spy/Assassin
Martial Status: N/A
Homeworld: unknown
Description: 6ft 2in, medium build, dark hair, medium length (barely covers ears), left eye is blue, right eye is red.
Bio: Little known about his actual life except that he worked pulling lots of odd jobs and is proficant in a wide array of skills (as in, he's been known to improvise/make weapons, bombs, and powerpacks himself). He is usually stocked out with enough weapons to outfit half of a small army by himself.

Hope that's not too over the top, or overpowered, or anything like that. I just figured it would best to give out at least some information about your char before we start...

Ok im back now, quick brief run down of Hawk then.
He's roughly 6ft, with green eyes, thin but muscular, longish unkempt hair that has a tendancy to go in his eyes and generally wears baggy trousers and hooded tops. He excels at computer based technology with a certain gift at hacking. He has a fascination with sharp objects mainly knives which he has a large collection of and also uses knives as his main weapons but also has martial art capabilites.
I think thats good enough for now, if i've left aything out lemme know ya?

((It's OK if everyone calls me an asshole, I'm OK with that.))

((I just wanted to give my apologies, let me try this again.))

((Here, I have a rule idea I should have used: "post {insert catchy title} if you have read and understood the rules.
Gee...now I feel stupid. We could have probablly avoided all of that with a few little exteneds of the fingers))

[Wren out]

Thanks guys for the positive feedback, everyone sounds like they like the idea. Azeroth your Char is cool, perfect. Imagintive.

M.O.A.B your Char is also cool, everything looks good.

A.L.N.S, come on man, we need as many people as we can get.

Ok guys I'll be back tonight to start the Role Playing World.
If someone wants to start it before i get back go ahead. I vote Kore would know a little about the Space Station.
Just nothing to Drastic all right. Lets start off slow and build this RP into a epic RP. If any one has any ideas they want to incorporate go ahead, but again nothing to Drastic.

Lets stick to the Story.
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Let me intoduce my Charactor.

Name: Dylan Dunn
Sex: Male
Long Blond Hair, Tall, Skinny, Intelligent
Occupation: SS(Station Security) Detective
Investigations Department// C Section
Home world: Earth
Bio: Dylan is a Detective on the United Worlds Intergalactic Space Station, he works in the Older Section of the Station
(C Section, there's not much crime, because C Section, is basically the giant Computer Core for the Station)
Dylan has been investigating the Terrorists for about Two Months, Its basically his job.
He Does not trust his Boss, the Chief of SS( Station Security)

Thats all I'm going to give right now, I'll be back tonight to start the RP.

I do hereby post that I understand and will abide by the rules..../

So says Da 'yeyinde....


(lets all post something like that...then post a blurb about yourself)
If you have done this already, ( the blurb) the post that you understand and abide by the rules.

I am playing a nuetral character.. she will be unfamiliar with the other characters, and this time (the future).
She is from the past, but probably was in stasis with her ship, an Ancient yautja, and a formerly British spec ops agent, who then worked for the NSA or DOD ( he won't tell me which).

She is average human height, has her sandy blonde hair in yautja dreds, wears yautja clothing and or armor. But does carry old (for this time) earth guns. The British man, wears modified yautja armor, or black fatigues. The Ancient would wear hunters garb, but his age, one missing hand, replaced with a set of wrist blades, lost in some battle long past, and his many trophies speak for himself.
We will come out of stasis, and hear the emergency call for help from the space station. Intrigued by the call, we go to investigate.

After finding out we over slept by a bit.. Da 'Yeyinde says, "I knew we should not have taken that left turn at Alberque!!"

I'm gonna make my guy really laid back when he's NOT in uniform or on duty. But when it comes to hunting terrorist, it's all business.

ill decide in the morning. for now ill be here if things get out of hand.

OK THIS IS THE START OF THE RP.
OK THIS IS THE START OF THE RP.
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"Ok... yea i know, he never gets his reports in on time...yea i know, chief never gets on him about it either...Well, you know he has one of the best jobs in the Department, but i know for a fact, he didnt even pass his Entrance Exam...Yea i know... Its not right, but when your the Son of Council Member... Oh nothing has happend all week, well if somthing happens in B section, call me, I'm itching for some action..."

Dylan hangs up the phone, and continues to clean his 357. Magnum.


(I know this isnt the best start, but Kore has some really cool action.)

I've decided to go ahead and kick off the RP, anybody can join at anytime, just remember the basic rules and be sensible when doing things.


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Finishing off his second beer, a man in his mid twenties sits at a cantina bar in Sector B of the UWISS. Silver dog tags hung around his neck. They read "Kore, H. Captain USMC Serial No. 293125". The atmosphere was a little humid, conversations going on all around him with bartenders serving various patrons. A loud brash laugh caught his attention to his right, two Yautja's were in conversation. Looking to the other direction, Kore saw other strange and bizzare alien lifeforms. Kore had been in hyper sleep since the founding of the Colonial Marine Corps. Earth engaging diplomatically with other enities was a lot for him to bear. The Marine Corps ordered him to recouperate at the newest space station, and hopefully assimilate into the new future.

Kore signaled the human bartender with a finger.
"One more please." Kore said
The bartender brought one more glass bottled beer, something Kore was glad still existed. In the middle of drinking it, four strange looking fellows entered the bar. They all wore dark sunglasses and black leather jackets.
"Kinda strange," Kore thought to himself, "ah who cares, they are probably homos or something."

Fortunately they were much worse. The four walked to a group of humans chatting with some Yautja. The four spread equally apart and stopped at a good distance away. In unison three pulled out a submachine gun and one pulled out a sawed off shotgun. They riddled the humans at the table with bullets and buckshot. Red blood dripping everywhere. The Yautja's attempt to stand up, but the terrorists continued their fire at them, riddiling the predators to glowing green messes.

People starting hiding behind tables, the few yautja in there charged the terrorists futiley. Each gunman blasting with a look of hatred upon his face. Afterwards they then spread out shouting "ANY HUMANS SIDEING WITH THEM WILL DIE, ANY HUMANS WANTING FREEDOM SIDE WITH US!!"

One of them walks up to Kore, Kore breaks the bottom of his beer bottle making a jagged edge. Seeing this the gunman aims his sawed off shotgun. Kore leaps, grabs the man's arm, then with a smooth swing, cut the terrorist's throat. Bright red arterial blood gushes from the deep cut. Kore then dives behind the the bar leaving the terrorist grasping his sliced throat. Kore grabs and cocks the weapon and waits for the terrorist to stop shooting momentarily before he makes his move...

Dylan is sitting at his desk when the phone rings

"Hello...What?"
"All right, it'll take me about twenty minutes to get there in the HyberShaft."

Dylan got up, grabbing his Magnum and grabbing his Coat.

finally some action...thought Dylan

He walked out of his office heading for some Bar in B sector.

Feeling broken glass and a mist of booze hit him, Kore waits until the terrorist reload. He pops up quick and fires a shot at the first gunman, the shell hits him in the chest and knocks him down on a table, dropping his hi-tech submachine gun. The other two reload and begin shooting just as Kore ducks back down behind cover. Kore pumps the old shotgun and a spent .12ga shell ejects out. He crawls on his belly, the glass shards ruining his tight blue jeans and black "Pantera" T-shirt. When he gets to the end, two human bartenders and some other alien he couldn't recognize were hiding. Kore popper up quick once more and shot. The shot missed, the slug hitting a series of glass bottle on a table. The terrorist fire again. Kore ducks and pumps the weapon, another shell ejects smoking.

Kore grabs a whiskey bottle and tears a sleeve off his shirt, he stuffs the fabric in the mouth of the bottle. Reaching in his back pocket, he retrieves a shiny Flamo cigarrete lighter. He crawls to the opposite side, lights the fabric, then throws the molotov at the terrorist. In the meantime, he fires what was the last shot in the shotgun. The shot misses completely. He sprints and grabs the machine gun on the ground while leaping over some tables turned upright.

A terrorist shoots the bottle and it hits, the liquid mixing with the flame, making liquid napalm flying at him. It hits him and sets him ablaze, the terrorist runs around screaming in pain and agony.

After riding in the Hypershaft, Dylan arrived in B Sector, Luckily the Bar was close...running, he arrived...

Dylan stepped into the chaos that was the bar, two terrorists
where in the corner of the bar behind a table, they where shooting at a guy behind a table, he was wearing a Pantera T-Shirt...A term Dylan did not recongnize... He was holding a shot gun...
Dylan saw that he was wearing USMC dog tags...
Dylan turned his attention to the Two Terrorists, he pulled out his 357. Magnum, taking a shot at the terrorists, the high powered bullet peirced the table, hitting a terrorist in the neck...his neck exploded
Dylan crawled forward towards the pinned Marine...