[Other] [Mothership] Desert Moon of Karth

[Dworin]

Application of Lew Name: Strength: 33 | Speed: 44 | Intellect: 23 | Combat: 38Lew 'Kitten' Key Then Class: Zero-G: 10% Mechanical Repair: 10% Piloting: 10% Asteroid Mining: 15% Astrogation: 15% Exploration Loadout Teamster Description: Lew is a rather short man, standing no more than 1 meter 60 tall. He is rather heavy set with quite a bit of flab hiding the muscles that he carries underneath. His age is beginning to show in the grizzled hair that he carries like a mop on his head and also in the sagging underneath his chin, a fact that he likes to hide under the visor of his helmet. Evidently, he is not a man who enjoys working out, though his dress is new and immaculate. A crisp, starched interstellar suit such as worn by those who are going for a job interview. Or hoping to be invited to such an interview at any rate. In the briefcase that he guards close to his body, he carries his piloting degree with merit on astrogation. Though the briefcase is closed, its contents are hardly a secret as he mentions it to anyone willing to listen and to quite a few who have no such wish. He is in general a talkative person, finding his way into conversations around him. He is also carrying a toolbox; as new and as pristine as his clothes. When asked, he will admit that he is much more eager to fly than to repair things, though in a pinch he is able to ... or so he says. Background: Lew hails from Praushec, a backward star in the constellation Carcharhinus, where his family tried to scrape a living on planet Itralia. He would have been doomed to a life of toil on this planet were it not for the patronage of a man called Bev Netu. What the man saw in the little overweight boy nobody understood but he set him up with a loan to study piloting at the Interstellar School on nearby Trutarch. When he obtained his piloting degree, against all odds with merit on astrogation, Bev asked him for repayment and Lew entered service on a freight liner trucking ores between nearby systems; his meagre earnings vanishing due to the monthly instalments. A desire to revisit Itralia he has not, as there awaits him the bride that his parents arranged for him in his youth. When last he saw her, she was a poor, homely woman; thrifty and with no grasp of the wider universe. He couldn't live with her and so kept his distance. One day a friend from the academy, Hoo Kamum, asked him the favour to bring something on his trucking ship and unthinkingly Lew obliged him. On arriving at his destination, his ship was searched by the local authorities who confiscated his friend's goods, claiming it was contraband. Though this was not in fact true, he had to do time and lost his job with the freight liner. Ever since he has had to survive on odd assignments here and there, not all of which he would be proud of to talk about as inmates he met in jail sometimes force him to cooperate with them. Now, nearing fifty and still with money owing to Bev, who is getting ever more persistent in asking for it, he is making his way to Karth. He reasons that with the hype of scientists visiting the place, there is bound to be a demand for transport. And who knows, a little of the ore might help his ageing body. It does not hurt that Bev is at the other side of the galaxy either ...   Sanity: 30 Fear: 35 Body: 30 Armour: 42 Credits: 26 Calm: 85 Resolve: 0 Max Health: 66

OOC I have no experience with this ruleset or with sci-fi games in general. Looking forward to learn if my application is good enough. It's my first game application here so feel free to point out any errors or weaknesses!

[Pelarium]

Application Name: Str 33 | Speed 37 | Int 22 | Com 26John Perry Class: -Military Training: 10% -Firearms: 15% -Athletics: 10% Extermination loadoutMarine Description: John is a fairly big man standing just above 6 feet tall. His dark hair is slicked back with his beard being neatly trimmed down. Some military habits are hard to break. Years of battle have left him with a nice tan but also with visible scars on his arms. As he gets older he has kept a lean, muscular form that allows him to carry himself with confidence but can be deceiving at first glance. His typical clothing matches his clean cut features. You can usually find him wearing dress shoes and pants to go with his button up shirt and blazer. He wants to look sharp while not necessarily standing out in the crowd. He is very realistic. He knows that this universe is harsh and there are things you can’t change. This has made him independent and patient but he has managed not to lose his sense of humor. He puts on a good face for those around him but hides that he has many doubts and fears. Background Information: John was born in the small community of Severia. L’lejos Prime has been on the brink of a civil war for as long as he can remember. With all that tension John somehow managed to flourish. He was a star athlete, popular among his peers, and well liked by his teachers. Bright, energetic, and hopeful; he was the perfect candidate for the marines. Now, John despised the government but he knew the marines was his best chance of leaving L’lejos Prime. Much like school, John excelled in the military. He quickly rose through the ranks until he was promoted to Lieutenant and given leadership of a squad. It was around that time the rebellion started. John was ordered to capture Severia. His plan was nearly complete when an explosion separated him from his squad. He had been captured by his former classmate and leader of the rebellion Margaret Davis. It was tough but John was able to convince Margaret that he was on their side. After months of working together she let John use his background to help lead the rebels. He and Margeret were the perfect team. They spent countless hours together before eventually marrying and giving birth to their daughter Samantha. Unfortunately, the war was far from over. It was a long and bloody fight. John murdered the President of L’lejos Prime but Severia was destroyed. The world was torn apart, the rebels had to flee, and John lost everything he cared about. Ever since, John has been roaming the galaxy trying to find his wife and daughter. He still holds out hope that they escaped amidst the chaos. Following a dead end lead he ended up on Prospero’s Dream where he heard about an expedition to Karth. He had heard a rumor during his military days that Karth was home to a substance that could reverse aging. He joined to get the substance for his family so that when he finds them they can gain back some of the time they lost.

Side Note This looks like an exciting campaign so I thought I would throw my hat in the ring. With that said, this is my first application for a spot in a campaign on the site. I did my best with formatting and creating a thorough character background but if I missed anything or need to edit something just let me know! I'm also open to any tips or suggestions people might have. Thanks for the consideration!

[ihinka]

M|DR01D Name: STR: 44 SPD: 39 INT: 32 CMB: 29 Calm: 85 Resolve: 0 Max Health: 88 M|DR01D Class: Saves: Sanity: 20 Fear: 85 Body: 40 Armor: 25 Skills: Computers +10% Mathematics +10% Linguistics +10% Athletics +10% First Aid +10% Loadout & Credits: Examination Loadout Credits: 40 Android Description: M|DR01D's physical appearance is that of a fit female. And this is where the similarities with a human female end. M's 'skin' is a polymer compound of high endurance that is off-white in color. Her 'skin' is not continuous and uninterrupted as a human's. Instead, it is segmented and paneled. A dull, yellow color delineating the paneling and different access points. Her eyes provide a startling contrast to human eyes. The sclera is black, with reddish irises and black pupils. M's short hair is the same color as her 'skin'. Her style of dress is fitting of a combat medic. Background: It was only natural, when humanity gave birth to AI, to do so in their own image. But the more humanity tried to humanize androids in appearance, the more jarring was the realization that these apparent similarities were only ever going to be skin deep. For regardless how humane androids were manufactured to appear, they were nothing but. With their heuristic matrices and algorithmic thought processes androids were stalwart and efficient, but utterly incapable of human empathy and warmth. So, rather than feel reassured by the androids' human appearance, people tended to feel creeped out by this jarring contrast between the outer shell and the artificial intelligence within. And so, instead of managing to make androids seem more humanlike, humanity managed the opposite. Making them appear even more inhuman. So with this lesson in mind, a new line of androids was developed. The 'Medic' class androids, while still humanlike in build and proportions, bore a number of dissimilarities. Enough to clearly distinguish the android from a human. It was thought that if people would eventually end up getting creeped out by how inhuman the human-looking androids were, it made no sense in trying to make them appear completely human. M|DR01D, was one of the first such droids mass produced to serve as medics in highly dangerous instances. M was part of a project to imbed such androids on ships. As part of new settlement projects. Anything high-pressure enough to warrant a medic that would not fall easy prey to stress and hazardous environments.

[Silent Rain]

Hey Dworin and Pelarium. Glad you both decided to create an app. I think you both did a fantastic job, especially with getting the formatting down, adding images, etc. Everything I asked for in the app has been included, so I'd say they are both looking good.

Nice android, ihinka. I like your model of android and the take on its appearance.

I will be adding a chart soon to track the applicants.

[Mitsubachi]

I see another medic has applied so I will drop out thanks.

[Silent Rain]

@Mitsubachi I have no objections to characters having an overlap on some skills. Besides, first aid is probably not a bad skills to have more than one character being proficient in. Your call.

I have added a chart of applicants to the bottom of the initial post. I also did a quick check over everyone's apps and flagged some as WIP. The reasons for this are mentioned in the chart. Let me know if you have any questions about this, or if you think this is in error (yes, that does happen).

[Hal Hammerhand]

I just realized that I had juryrigging without a pre-req skill so I switched out engineering for scavenging which makes more sense for Waylan and then took athletics with the extra point so I should be good now.

[cybersavant]

Evard Kohl Name : Evard Kohl Class : Android Background : Evard looks human, but stands aloof from others. He focuses more on technical things than on social matters and can come across as aloof. Evard has scientific curiosity and that seems to take precedence over consideration of others. He has worked on several planets, stations and ships. He likes to take on a new challenges, and moves on as opportunities arise. He journeyed to Karth to discover artifacts and new technology. Description : Evard appears to be an average human male. He stands 5'10" tall, appears to be about 200lbs, has brown eyes and short straight black hair.   strength 32 speed 45 intellect 33 combat 28 max health 20 calm resolve sanity 28 fear 81 body 19 skills : computers +10% math +10% linguistics +10% juryrigging +10% archaeology +10% credits 27 exploration loadout : vibechete rigging gun flare gun first aid kt vacc suit (+7% armor save) survey kit water filter locator rebreather binoculars flashlight camping gear MREs x7 Dice sanity: 2d10+10 (10, 8)+10 Total = 28 Dice fear: 2d10+70 (2, 9)+70 Total = 81 Dice body: 2d10+10 (6, 3)+10 Total = 19 Dice health: 1d10+10 (10)+10 Total = 20

[Silent Rain]

Thanks, Hal Hammerhand.

Hey, cybersavant. Thanks for the app.

[cybersavant]

he's slightly different than my first foray [ in which the GM seems to have vanished ] so i'm new to the game.

[Dworin]

I've taken astrogation instead of hyperspace. I've also let go of scavenging and with the two point combined I've taken asteroid mining.

[Silent Rain]

Thanks, Dworin

[47Ronin]

Neev Jäger, application complete Name: STR: 29 SPD: 46 INT: 33 CMB: 33 Calm: 85 Resolve: 0 Max Health: 58 Neev Jäger Also known as "that pink-haired bitch!" Class: Saves: Sanity: 30 Fear: 35 Body: 30 Armor: 35 Skills: Zero-G +10% Mechanical Repair +10% Piloting +10% Scavenging +10% Heavy Machinery +10% Driving +10% Rimwise +10% Loadout & Credits: Exploration Loadout Credits: 36 Teamster "You don't have to be crazy to be a pilot, but it helps." Description: Due to her petite build, and her juvenile attire and behaviour, most people assume Neev is still a teenager. But in fact she is 23. Probably. It's what it says on her birth certificate, anyway. She'd show it to you, but she seems to have temporarily mislaid it. So you're just going to have to take her word for it, okay. Her most distinctive feature is her messy pink hair. It's totally natural, and you better not suggest otherwise. She also tends to wear lipstick of exactly the same shade. Neev is not really crazy. She likes things to be exciting, not explode-y. But she can be quite... intense. Focused. Once she has committed herself to something she tends to tune everything else out, including the people whose lives are in her hands. But hey, she knows what she's doing, so just back off! Background: "I suppose you're expecting some sort of tragic backstory. Wanna have a bit of a cry? Wanna feel sorry for me? Well, screw you! Ahahahaha! "I was born on Prospero's Dream, but my parentals come from somewhere else. I think they told me once, but I don't remember the details. They both have good jobs. Mom's a surgeon, and dad's a station administrator. I guess they both love me, when they're actually there. But most of the time they're working or talking about work, and I'm pretty much left to myself. "Went to school — did okay, but not brilliantly. In my spare time I scrapped around with the kids of some pretty shady sorts. We got into a bit of trouble, but nothin' too bad. When I was eight I dismantled the nanny-bot, and that caused a bit of a ruckus. But eventually everything went back to the way it was and nothing more was said. "By the time I was twelve I was sooooooooooo effing bored with everything, I ran away from home. But, y'see, if you live on a space station, the only way to run away from home is to stow away on a ship. I got caught, of course. It ain't like the vids — there ain't that many places to hide on a transport ship, not for bios that need to breathe. Boy were they mad, especially when they found out my parentals were somebodies and That's another thing I learnt. When you get on one of these ships, you can't just turn around and go home.eventually I'd have to go back to the station. But it was fun too. I got to be a kind of ship mascot for a few weeks. They even let me into the cockpit for a bit and showed me what they were doing — which most of the time turned out to be a whole lot of nothing. I think the captain was a bit sweet on me. Not in a weird way. Yuck! But he had a daughter just a little bit older than me, and I think he missed her. "When I got back home there was a lot of yelling. I guess I deserved it. There was a lot of crying and hugging too, which was weird — I didn't like that at all. I tried to explain that I was bored and didn't want to stay on the station any more, but I don't think they understood. In their eyes, I was still, like, eight years old. After that I tried to be a good girl. I really did. But six months later I'd had enough. No stowing away this time, though — I'd learnt my lesson. Instead, I saved up a bit of money, and booked passage on a transport ship. Return trip, y'know. And I left the parentals a note this time, explaining I'd be back. "Even though I'd paid for my passage, I bugged and bugged the crew until they let me be an honorary crewmember. A lot of the work wasn't that great, but I didn't mind all that much. And I got to see so much — I got to go into the cockpit again, and I spent some time in the engine room, and they even taught me how to use one of the loading gantries. This time one of the guys was a bit sweet on me in a yucky way, but I kept my distance from him, and the rest of the crew had a They might have roughed him up a bit too.'talk' with him. "When I got home, the parentals were upset again, but not as much as last time. And when I did it again four months later, I think they were pretty resigned. "When I turned sixteen, I started crewing for real — by then I'd studied a bit and got some trade quals. It was mostly just one jump out and then back again. Didn't want to freak the parentals out too much. I got a bit of a reputation as a jack-of-all trades. Or is that jill-of-all-trades? Dunno. Anyway, I knew it couldn't be forever. I had the bug, and I had it bad! So when that ad for Karth came up, I put my name down. And I got accepted! Wooooooooooooooot! "I'm gonna tell the parentals tonight. Wish me luck!"

[Classic Gamer]

So I listed Agriculture at +10% for 1 pt. And Chemistry at 15% for 2 pts. I think that takes up my allotment. Am I incorrect? It seems that if I allot those points to other skills that those two skills would have no percentage bonuses.

[Dworin]

Those would be your free skills. The +3 is on top of that. ETA: Chemisty is a 10% skill, as I understand it you can't raise that to 15% just take a skill at the next higher level for 2 points.