[Starfinder] Dead Suns

[Silk]

[ricktur63]

[ruffdove]

Ah, I'm sorry, ricktur63. I was looking through the themes and didn't think archetypes because archetypes don't happen until the 2nd level. You can certainly build your character with the intent to take any archetype at level 2.

EDIT - On further review, that archetype is not one of the ones in the Core Rulebook, Pact World Guide, or Armory. Let's leave that one out for this game.

[ruffdove]

UPDATE: So it looks like I underestimated how quickly quality applications would pile up for a SF game, and my October 9th deadline is looking a little unnecessary. I have moved the deadline to September 25th, which is still 11 days away and should be plenty of time for those with WIP applications and who have expressed interest. I will PM all those people to make them aware of the shifted deadline.

I am still welcoming new applications from those who find the thread after the change in deadline.

[suburbanplankton]

The app for K'Sarrik is complete.

[Silk]

Okay, the background for Aja is done though I will have to go through and fix any wording or sentence structure problems I might have. For the most part, it will stay the same though I might cut some chaff if I find any.

[ruffdove]

Thanks, suburbanplankton and Silk! Feedback...

[suburbanplankton]

[ruffdove]

Feedback, Khalil...

[Silk]

Edit: I added a little bit to Aja's Roleplaying Sample. It's not much, but it is taking place during combat. I figure her talking about cybernetic implants to overcome obstacles she faces will be a recurring theme for her. Not too often though

[Silk]

Alright! I went through and named everything so that means Aja's Application is complete!

[Khalil]

Alright. App complete.

[Silk]

I almost forgot to mention that just got the Starfinder book today. If I don't get picked for this game, I'm hoping to at least entice my brother back into gaming by using the Starfinder system to play Star Frontiers again.

[Silk]

As has happened with me from time to time when I have multiple character ideas for a game, after I finished with Aja I started thinking about that other character. The Half-elf, Operative(ghost) - Corporate Agent and I realized something. While that character was created from a concept I came up with, Aja was first created from a mechanical standpoint which was then made into a concept. It might explain why I had so much trouble with developing her character...it also makes me want to throw a hail marry and give the Half-elf a shot. Hmm, 7 days left...hmm...

[StarCommanderVong]

Startan Name: Startan Race: Android Class: Solarian Theme: Outlaw Age: 6 Alignment: Lawful Neutral Home World: Liavara, the Dreamer Description: Startan is a human-based android, the sixth in a line of physically identical models. He stands at around five feet tall, with an average build for a human. His dermal covering is a darker shade of caucasian, but it only covers his head, neck, and limbs, leaving his torso exposed under his clothing. Most notably, however, is his neon purple hair and glowing orange eyes. He can typically be found wearing blue jeans, combat boots, a black t-shirt with some various designs on it, and his purple faux-leather jacket. Background: ST-4R Model T-N Mk. VI was "born" in a laboratory floating just below the surface of Liavara, hidden away beyond where any sensors could reach. His body was designed by an Orcish scientist who's name he has intentionally forgotten. His first year of existence was one of hellish pain and experimentation, as the scientist sought to make the strongest war machine in the Pact Worlds. The scientist's reasoning was unknown to ST-4R, but he knew that there had been 5 models before him, and they had all been destroyed due to failure. And so he embraced the whims of the scientist. ST-4R learned to fight and to kill, to rip others apart with his bare hands, to destroy his enemies so utterly they could not possibly be brought back from beyond the grave. And in his second year of existence, when a black mote appeared beside him, ST-4R used it and his skills to kill his creator and escape from the hell that had been his birth. Using a small shuttle, ST-4R traveled to a gas city that was nearby at the time, slipping aboard unnoticed and establishing himself among the people who lived there as a vigilante. Adopting the name Startan, he spent three years there fighting against corruption and abuses of power, turning his creator's teachings aside in favor of using his strength to aide those who cannot help themselves. And when the gas city's police force eventually caught Startan, he was sprung within a night, which is when he met Duravor Kreel. Duravor approved of what Startan was doing, but deemed that his actions would be better suited to a different planet, one more dangerous than the gas cities of Liavara. Which is how Startan ended up on Akiton, where he has stayed for the past year, until he one day received an email from Duravor inviting him to Absalom Station. Curious, Startan accepted the invitation and booked passage offworld as soon as possible. Well, "booked" is perhaps the wrong word. But those thaumogen-runners didn't need the ship anyway. Roleplaying Sample: Hostage sitation turned bad. Twenty total. Three have already been shot. Police are useless. Time to work. Startan watched from a distance as the police milled around outside of the office building where four gunmen were holed up. According to the scanner, there were twenty hostages inside with the gunmen, with three reported injuries. On most planets, that would have been reason enough to rush the building. But on Akiton, they were waiting for someone of money to get hurt so they could get payed for rescuing him. Startan hated this place. Hated the useless police force that was as corrupt as it was powerful. Hated the sand that got inside his uncovered torso. Hated there was no one on the planet that sold dermal coverings. But mostly I hate the people inside that building who think it is acceptable to use other lives as leverage for their own gain. Calling his black hole-like stellar mote to his side, Startan made his way around the building, into a back alley, and around to the service entrance he'd known would have to be back here. Expensive building like this, couldn't have undesirables ruining the look from the front. The door was fortunately unlocked. Likely how the gunmen got inside to begin with. No one guarding the entrance. Stupid for them. Lucky for me. He summoned his mote to hand and converted it to a quarterstaff, and then grabbed a shelf of supplies and pulled it over, causing a great racket. Startan quickly ducked into a shadowy corner as one of the gunmen dashed into the loading bay, looking for the source of the disturbance. Once the vesk turned away from Startan, he dashed forward and slammed the staff down into the back of the lizard's hard skull, causing him to crumple to the ground in a heap. Throwing his gun away, Startan grabbed some zip-ties from the shelf and trussed up the vesk tightly. He snagged a handful more for use on the rest of the group. Slipping down the hallway, Startan spotted the next criminal standing at the entrance to the next room, back turned. Likely waiting for their partner to return. This one was a ysoki, and therefore even easier to drop than the vesk. Once again, Startan tossed the gun and trussed them up, and moved on. Turning a corner, Startan froze. The open door led into the main lobby, where he could see all the hostages and the remaining two gunmen. A human and an android. Cursing, Startan ducked into the shadows again and considered his options. He couldn't take out one without the other noticing, and there was no way the civilians would stay quiet long enough for him to cause a distraction. Best bet was to rush them and hope for the best. Glancing around the corner again, Startan held up his staff and sprinted forward, towards his opposition. As expected, the civilians couldn't stay quiet, costing him the element of surprise, but fortunately his fast approach mean the was able to slam the staff down on the human before either could react, knocking her cold. Which left the android. Shouting in rage, the android lifted his gun, letting loose three shots as Startan turned and dashed towards him. Leg. Stomach. Shoulder. Each bullet hit Startan dead on, but didn't slow him down more than a half step. His staff cracked into the side of the android's skull, throwing him half a foot onto the marble floor. Like his compatriots, one attack was all it took to take him out. Grunting with pain, Startan dismissed his weapon and trussed up the remaining two criminals, then looked at the hostages dismissively and limped back into the service hallway. "Sunovagun was faster than I thought," he muttered aloud, his first words all day. "Gonna have to go see Lucy again. She's gonna be pissed." Art by Shai Daniel