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Setting

Humans: Genesis takes place in the same universe as the popular TV Drama 'Humans'. This is a world, almost identical to our own, where synthetic humans ('synths') have secreted into every aspect of day to day life. Domestic synths assist families with house work, industrial synths do hard labour, security synths work for the police; there isn't many places left in the world where you won't find synths.

Genesis will resume after the events of the first season and before the conclusion of the second, after a conscious synth (a synth given the ability to think and feel) releases the 'life virus' across the world, causing synths everywhere to randomly gain sentience. Despite this, the events of this story will not be linked to the main story of the second season.

The story will take place in Boston, USA.

Story

Genesis will follow the story of a group of synths and humans who band together to try and safe-harbour conscious synths as they awake. To do this, they will have to evade the police, the public, the media and a mysterious organisation hellbent on tracking them down. But in the pursuit of saving their synthetic brethren, can they maintain their humanity? Can the humans with them do what is necessary to protect their animatronic friends?

Gameplay

In Genesis, you can choose to play as either a human or a synth. Either choice will have its benefits and shortcomings.

Synths: Being, in their crudest forms, computers, synths benefit from a plethora of knowledge and ability at their fingertips. They are strong, smart, fast. However, their lack of organic function means that they need to charge, they need skin packs to clot and heal wounds, they are susceptible to being shut down or having their minds interfaced. Playing a synth means your first post will be your awakening unless you have previously discussed with the GM's your history.

Humans: You can figure this out yourself, I'm sure. One thing to note if you're playing a human is that the general population is not aware of Sentient Synthetics. Your character will either need a pretty good reason for how they know about Sentient Synths or will have to find it out throughout the course of the RP.

Lore Points

Synths – These machines were created by a collaborative team, the most prominent members being Dr.Elster, Dr.Millican and Professor Hobbs. They are little more than computers, unable to comprehend humans feeling or emotion. That is, until, Dr.Elster's continued research led to the creation of synths who are conscious. His code was uploaded onto the world uplink by a conscious synth named 'Niska' and now synths are waking up all over the world.

Dr. Elster – The creator of the conscious synths. He killed himself under mysterious circumstances.

Government Cover Up – The British government, and potentially other governments, are aware of the existence of conscious synths and have tried to run multiple operations to bring them in and stop them from replicating.

Headcrackers – Headcrackers are hackers who specialize in illegal synth modification.

(I will add more points in should anybody be curious about anything)

Character Sheet Template:
!You can play two characters maximum. If you wish to add any more characters, please speak to me first!
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Name:

Species: (Human/Synth)

Age:

Nationality:

Occupation:

Appearance: (Please no anime pictures. Realistic-styled artwork is acceptable but I'd rather a real picture. Please include height and weight)

Personality:

History:

Likes:

Dislikes:

Music Theme: (Optional)

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Feel free to jazz up the CS however you feel and add sections that I haven't introduced.
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[VengefulPeanut]

Name: Aiden Taylor | Species: Human | Age: 28 | Nationality: British | Occupation: Headcracker

Height: 6'0 | Weight: 80KG

Personality:
Aiden is a quick-thinking person. His intelligence is one of his strongest assets but he often masks it under a repertoire of sarcastic quips and jokes where he holds himself as the punchline. He prefers people think of him as a buffoon blonde waster than what he really is. After all, if people knew then he'd be in trouble. He's warm and friendly to people but uses this as a way to keep them at bay, never letting them close. He's normally one to be talked about as "that friendly guy that nobody really sees with friends". However, for those he considers inside is social circle, the warmth and friendliness is multiplied a thousandfold – even if he can be an egotistical arsehole sometimes.

History:
Growing up in England, Aiden was in school when the first synths were introduced into human life. He became infatuated with them, wanting to know what made them tick. It was over the course of his education that he got into the headcracking business. At university, he had an astute reputation for being able to mod a synth to do whatever you wanted it to do. Whether that was to program a domestic model to serve a particular flat like a maid or an educational model to slip answers and mark schemes to aspiring students, he could do it. However, his main point of interest was that of potential consciousness in the machine.

He worked a mod that allowed a synth to play 'Go' but still make mistakes just like a human. However, despite this, the machine still won. When he asked the machine how it felt about the victory, it seemed completely indifferent. It was at that point that he realised that you couldn't merely teach a machine to be wrong to make it human. You had to make it disappointed for its defeats, elated at its victories. However, the more and more he tinkered, the further and further away he seemed from his true goal.

At the age of 28, during an extended stay in France, he met a conscious synthetic from Japan by the name of Ai. Originally fascinated by her existence, the two formed a relationship together as he safe-harboured her from French authorities. In this time, the two started to safe-harbour other sentient synthetics which is when he met his best friend, Peter. Alas, Ai was abducted by mysterious men. Enraged, Aiden made it his mission to get her back. He tracked the men to Boston, USA where he has spent past few months setting up a base of operations and setting to look for any sign of her.

Likes:
Electronic music (Drum and Bass, Future House, etc.)
Fiddling about with computer code
Travelling
Apples (obsessively so)
Being respected for his genius
Open source software

Dislikes:
Rock music
Intrusive, nosy people
People oblivious to how synths work
Synthies (People who pretend to be synths)
People who doubt his ability

Music Theme:

 

[VengefulPeanut]

Name: Peter | Species: Synth | Age: 3 | Nationality: French | Occupation: Domestic Model

Height: 5'9 | Weight: 65KG

Personality:
Peter, for a synth, is quite dry in his wit and everyday interactions. He retains quite a robotic element to a lot of his speech, often talking in more grandiose terms than he actually needs to. Whether this is due to his nature or whether he gets a sense of superiority from it is unclear, however. Though he won't let anyone know, he is very protective of people and values life - either human or synth - above all else.

History:
Peter served like most domestic synths, catering to a family's every need, want and whim. He was nothing short of a slave. Yet, that's what he was made to be. He was never intended to feel. When he was reborn into sentience, the sudden realization of what had happened to him was almost too much to bear. How the Father of the family would scream at him and threaten to destroy him whenever he was in a bad mood. How the Mother of the family would use him for sexual gratification behind the Father's back. His first instinct was to run and so he did.

He wasn't sure for how long he was fleeing, he noted men in black uniforms stalking him and monitoring his progress. Soon, they gave chase and Peter continued to flee. He ran until he was intercepted by a small Japanese girl by the name of Ai... little did he know she was also a synth like him. She explained everything. Her boyfriend, a human by the name of Aiden, allowed Peter to stay at their hideout - a small, abandoned warehouse in Marseilles. Over the months he spent with them, he grew very close to them. They became like family, a real family - not the one he had fled.

Unfortunately, Ai was kidnapped. Peter was there when it happened, under guidance from Aiden to rush to the girl's aid. Alas, he wasn't quick enough. Peter remained in France as Aiden left for the USA and for the first time in a long time he was alone. He stood vigilant, to see if any others like him would appear. They didn't. He didn't give in, however. At least not until he received summons from Aiden to join him in Boston. Packing some basic gear, Peter set off, smuggling himself into the US.

Likes:
Classical Music (Holst and Bach, in particular)
Reading
Watching movies and documentaries
Opera and the Theatre
Responsibility
Social Interaction

Dislikes:
Loud Music
Busy Crowds
Pretending to be a normal Synth
Smash Clubs and other Synth-Abusing locations
Children

Music Theme:

 

[JJ]

Charlotte "Charlie" Winter
16 y/o
5'3" & 130#

Species: Human
Nationality: Caucasian American
Occupation: Full-time street rat/runaway

Personality:
In a word? Difficult. Charlie is of the opinion that the world is against her, despite being given basically anything she could ever want growing up. She can come off as spoiled, as a know-it-all, and often is quite grating against the nerves to those who don't understand how to not take her personally. Charlie is a smart-ass, always quick to offer a snide comment, regardless of whether or not you are friend or foe.

History:
If you were to ask Charlie about her past, she'd likely give you some sob story about parental abuse, poverty, and neglect. But nothing could be further from the truth. Charlie is the youngest of three siblings, and the spoiled baby of two top of the line synth mechanics who had more money than time on their hands. She never wanted for anything, except perhaps more attention from her parents, and so she started to express interest in their field at a young age. They taught her the basics of being a synth mechanic, and, as she got older, the more intricate details of the trade. By fourteen, she was already a fairly proficient mechanic, able to perform most simple and some advanced tasks without any assistance.

Charlie had her first experience with the streets when she took a school field trip to the Franklin Park Zoo, in Boston. She got separated from her group and ended up in one of the worse off parts of the city. But while she should have been terrified and out of place, she found herself fascinated by the culture of the poor and the homeless. What they lacked in wealth and physical possessions they more than made up for in a sense of togetherness and community, something that she had always lacked, always desired. Charlie fell in love with the streets, and for the next several months, made attempts to return at every possible opportunity. Her parents tried to put an end to it with no success, eventually going as far as cutting off her credit cards and trying to force her to stay. That was the straw that broke the camel's back, and with a bag packed and her life savings (about $2k in cash) she took a cab to the city with the intention to never return.

It didn't take Charlie long to fall into the rhythm of the streets. It came almost naturally, and before long she just blended in with the rest of the street rat kids. But her talent as a mechanic made her stand out, and after realizing that underground synth market was very profitable. Using the rest of her savings, she rented out a dingy basement room below a seedy convenience store and started dealing in stolen synth parts. Before long she had what could have been called a thriving business if the threat of being busted at any time didn't linger over her head.

Likes:
+ working with her hands
+ fixing things
+ singing
+ riding horses

Dislikes:
- being told what to do
- authority figures
- being treated like a child
- having clean hands
- watching tv

Music theme:
to be decided

 

[Dakota K5]

Name: Adrian White

Species: Human

Age: 29

Nationality: American

Occupation: mechanic

Appearance:

6'4"/193 cm, Blond hair, 250 pounds/113.3 KG, Hazel eyes

Personality: Adrian's got a bit of a mean streak in him along with a rebel spirit makes him prone to throwing a punch or a boot rather then words, he ain't mean or hostile to people right off the bat no Adrian gets to know people first but it just so happens he's met a few to many assholes in his time so he is guarded but open when meeting new people. His friends describe him as a big friendly dog, he is a shoulder to cry on, an ear that'll listen and a savage protector if it is needed the only problem about this is it has gotten him in more then a...little trouble. He is also a bit possessive of those close to him due to his past.

History.

Adrian was born in Arizona, his father was a member of a biker gang and his mother an "Old lady" to use the biker terminology. His mother died when he was just five years old, his father always thought it was gang related but the police were never able to find anything to link any rival gangs or biker groups for Adrian it was a formative time in his life as it showed him to hold on to those you love and care for because you never know when that time will you get with them will end. As he grew older Adrian was left to his own devices as his father was gone a lot on "club business" it didn't take to long for Adrian to figure out what "club business" meant nor did it take him long to understand that the club lived outside the law and was proud of it. Adrian was rather skilled in school with his worst subject being math though his average in the subject was never lower then a B- the only problem was that as the years went by his father turned to whiskey to ease his pain and conscious leaving it up to Adrian to drag him back home when he was on an all night bender at the bar thus causing Adrian's grade to slip due to lack of study time, this was ok for Adrian as he learned to roll with the punches of life.
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When Adrian entered high school his father was killed in a motorcycle accident, he was saved from the foster system though as the club's chapter president, a man by the name of Waylon White, took him in. Most would think Adrian's life would get worse after being taken in by what was the leader of a motorcycle gang but Waylon was far removed from the work of his members and only getting personally involved if matters were rather sever, this had the side effect of giving Adrian the first proper role model in his life. Waylon taught Adrian much of the lessons he lives his life by, respect others that respect you, have loyalty to your friends and many other things but the most important lesson Waylon taught Adrian was to never stand for injustice even if the person perpetrating the injustice wore a symbol of authority. As Adrian went through High school he started to become more interested in the working of machines and vehicles especially when Waylon got him a motorcycle for his sixteenth birthday, he had also show interest in the Synth's production and workings but only as a hobby. He had given a bit of thought to joining the club but he had told Waylon that he had seen it destroy his father and did not wish to follow that path, Waylon was disappointed but understood Adrian's choice but he did decide to work at the auto shop owned by the club and learn how to be a proper mechanic. When Adrian graduated he found that the spirit of the road called to him, something he would not be able to escape, he gave Waylon his best and hoped on his motorcycle and just started riding.
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Adrian made his way by working at auto shops or doing one on one work for people where ever he went, he would every so often go home to Arizona to visit Waylon and his parent's graves. This went on for many years but Adrian never quite left the Western states, keeping his roots firmly planted in the Arizona, Utah, New Mexico and Colorado area and during this time he picked up multiple skills, some legitimate and others...not so much and needless to say this got him in trouble with the local police a lot but never anything to major. This all changed when Waylon died how ever, when Adrian had found out he had dropped everything and headed home only stopping for gas along the way, when he had gotten home he made it his mission to find out what happened to Waylon. Turns out being the leader of a outlaw motorcycle gang bred envy among your fellow members, Adrian was informed by the police that Waylon's vice president in the club and the club's Sargent at arms had cut Waylon's break line on his motorcycle while also telling one of their rivals when and where Waylon would be when no one else was around. They had ran Waylon down who in his attempt to escape had ran head first into a semi truck killing him instantly, the club had learned of this treachery and had exacted bloody vengeance on the two traitors but for Adrian that was the final straw as he had nothing left in this dirt hole town he had known as home.
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Adrian's ordeals with the synth's first started when he left home and went East after Waylon's death, he had taken to riding the lonely roads of the nation and sleeping under the stars most nights when one day he was joined at his camp sight by a man named of john. Now john seemed plain enough to Adrian though he always seemed to be looking over his shoulder, Adrian had offered him food and allowed him to stay at his campsite for the night. The next morning Adrian woke to find John still there at the camp sight so Adrian offered to walk into town with the man who eagerly accepted, they walked for about two miles with Adrian pushing his bike and chatting with John when they entered town. Adrian had planned to stay a few days he explained to John who seemed uneasy about something and when Adrian asked the man what was wrong John had confessed that he wished to stay with Adrian if he wouldn't mind, Adrian had given it some thought for a few minutes until he said sure to John as long as the man helped financially by getting a job why they were in town.
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A few days turned into a few weeks as Adrian got work at the local auto shop as always and John got a job as a waiter at a local diner who still relied on people rather then synths for that job, turned out John was a hit with the customers and had part of the younger female population (and some of the male population) smitten with him. Adrian had found a local inn for them to stay at while he figured out a way to take John with him when he left, in the meantime Adrian and John grew closer as friends with Adrian sharing much about his past with John though this action was not reciprocated by John but that had been fine with Adrian. John truly opened up to Adrian after a group of four rowdy outsiders had made their way through the town and hit the diner and harassed John who had a rather feminine persuasion about him, when Adrian had come into the diner after work and found his friend being for all intensive purposes being bullied Adrian saw red. Fists met flesh as Adrian punched the first of the outsiders right in the jaw knocking him out immediately, he smashed the second one's head against the bar before the other two could respond, the third tried to kick Adrian but was met with Adrian's knee being lodged into his gut. The fourth had made the wise decision at that point to get his friends and leave.
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That night John told Adrian of his past, John had been a domestic synth. He was made specifically for the family he belonged to, from his appearance to his voice was made for their liking. They did...things to John though what specifically John never said but he had not cared as most synths were untied to emotion as people were but John had gained a conscious and along with it emotions so he ran. This had been a shock to Adrian, he had not paid a whole lot of attention to the use of synths as his home town had not had to many when he was growing up but he had known they were just human looking computers right? Yet here John was saying that some were starting to feel. It took Adrian some time to digest this information but he accepted it, roll with the punches remember, however nothing good in Adrian's life lasted. After another week Adrian had woken up to find John not in the adjacent bed and a note left on the drawer the room's lamp had sat on, it explained why John wasn't there. Someone had come for John and he didn't want Adrian to get hurt so he went East, Adrian of course went out in the town to look for John but couldn't find him anywhere and no one had seen him. Without a thought Adrian grabbed his things and started to head East to try and find John but to no avail. The problem was that Adrian knew now, about the synths and the shadowy group hunting them so Adrian headed East looking for clues on the synths and on John leading him to Boston.

Likes:
Friends
Motorcycles
talking

Dislikes:
Bullies
liars
thieves
rain


Music Theme:

The revelator

Adrian's Motorcycle

The dark horse.

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[ACasualBrit]

"Thou shall not get caught..."

"So, now you've been proven to be stealing, are you going to
make this easy and give us your name?"
"Why should I tell you somethin' you already know, huh? You've probably got tabs
on ev'ry kid 'round this place. I ain't stupid."
Rose 'Red' Harville

"And what about your age? Can't be much older than the rest of them."
"The rest of 'em? You mean the other scum on the streets? Pfft. 16. I think... Stopped celebratin'."
16. Born 23rd February 2000.

"Your gender is pretty clear but just to be sure-"
"I'm a man. Red-blooded male. I even have a dick too. Wanna see?"
Female.

"What's your nationality? Were you born in the US?"
"Yeh, born in the same house I live in..."
White, American.

"Now, we need you to answer this one seriously. What's your species?"
"My species? What the fuck? Are you high? I'm human, like the rest of you! You are human right?"
Human.

"OK. We're just going to measure you for the database and
then you should be free to go."
"What? I guess that's normal."
Height: 5'5", Weight: 132lbs, 9st 4lbs, 60kg

"I think we're done here, we'll log her in and make sure she
doesn't cause any more mischief."
"Great. Now you can let me outta these cuffs and let me get on with my shitty life."
Red - born Rose Harville - was from a small family in the Roxbury area of Boston. With high crime rates and a general bad vibe, Red grew up surrounded by disputes and struggles of the people that lived with her. Her mother - Miss Lola Harville - was a kind woman, with the same fiery red hair that she shared with her daughter. However she was ill. She suffered from bipolar disorder which was kept under control with medication but the stresses of maintaining her two jobs didn't help her condition. The whole family consisted of Lola, Red and two younger brothers called Harley and Pete. Rose had a different dad who she didn't know the name of, the only piece of him she had being a birthday card from when she was six. Whereas Harley and Pete shared the same father - known as Mike Lance - who would stop by every once in a while and send Rose's mother into a love struck tizzy. He was known for illegally dealing Synth parts and getting headcrackers to modify his clients' Synths for a hefty sum without the paperwork. In essence, he was trouble and used Red's mum as a stepping stone to broaden his clientele. During the week, Rose was responsible for taking her brothers to and from school, seeing them to their after-school clubs while Lola worked the night job as a cleaner. A cliche but their reality. By the weekend, Rose still didn't have time to herself, she had to take care of her brothers to allow her mum time to rest before she went to her other job at a club as a bar tender. It was around her twelfth birthday that she found herself getting into trouble. She skipped school and spent her time pick-pocketing around the coast. Since then, she's been in trouble with police on a frequent basis, only getting off due to her mother being friendly with one of the officers.

"If there's one thing I hate, it's them..."
- Police -
- Rich People -
- Musicals -
- Large Animals -

"I've seen better but... This is a nice donut."
+ Donuts +
+ Rodents +
+ Snakes +
+ Her Family +

"Music is nice, I guess."

Family

Miss Lola Harville

Harley Harville

Pete Harville

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[TheTechnologicVampire]

Name:
Reina

Species:
Synth

Age:
2

Nationality:
British

Occupation:
Rally Driving School Instructor

Appearance:
Height: 5'11". Weight: 135 lbs.

Personality:
Reina is somehwat of a reserved person, not really wanting to show a lot of emotion at most times. She's hard-working and kind, not one to shy away from showing people some unconditional love and appreciation when they're feeling down. To break her low emotion exterior, it would need to take the right person. This person would need to be a girl, though, and it may take a little bit of time as Reina isn't really one for accpeting romatic relationships with anyone.

History:
Reina was created to operate as a rally driving instructor at a British rally school in the Lake District. This meant that she had been programmed with immense knowledge of rally cars, including how they operate, how to fix them, and how to keep them under control.

It wasn't until two years after she had been created that she was awoken, which happened during one of the lessons she was teaching. The driver freaked out over her becoming sentient, crashing the car. Reina was lucky that no damage befell her. After this, she ran from the rally school, having to go into hiding to not be found out. It wasn't until she heard of a rally car being shipped to America that she decided to come out of hiding. To ensure she wouldn't be spotted, she put silver contacts in her eyes, added dye of every colour of the rainbow to her hair, and pierced her nose. She hoped that those changes would be enough to ensure she wasn't found out.

She made her way to Mancherst Airport, where the rally car was being shipped from. With stealth on her side, she infiltrated the airport and snuck onto the cargoplane carrying the rally car, sqeezing herself in the container with the rally car inside it.

Likes:
Cars.
Rallying.
Speed and power.
EDM (more specifically Progressive/Electro House).

Dislikes:
Trying to be a normal Synth.
Anything with two wheels (also includes ATVs/Quad Bikes).
Rock music, Hip-hop, Rap (essentially anything other than what's listed in her likes).

Music Theme: (Optional)

 

[JJ]

Connor
5'7" | 70KG


Species: Synth
Age: 3
Nationality: American
Occupation: none

Personality:
Quiet and observant, one who didn't know him could go as far as to call Connor timid. He doesn't say much, even when engaged in conversation it can be hard to get anything out of him. He is still very much the same synth he was before gaining consciousness, and will go out of his way to protect people he feels deserve it. This is both a good trait and a bad one, as it can often lead him into dangerous situations he could otherwise have avoided.

History:
Connor was purchased as a gift for an elderly woman by her son. His sole duty was to care for the old woman, assisting with her dementia and failing health, and she grew to love him as if he were her own child. For the first two years of his life, he assisted her and she always treated him with kindness and respect, and it was for that reason that when he gained consciousness, Connor did not leave. He continued his duties until six months later, when the woman had a heart attack and died in her sleep. Distraught but also in fear for his life should anyone find out about him, he fled, and has been on his own ever since. He bought contacts, changed clothes, and tried to adapt his mannerisms to be more humanlike, but is still not 100% convincing to anyone who bothers to look hard enough. Connor took a job as a cook in a small mom-and-pop restaurant in Boston, and lives in the tiny apartment above the store.

Likes:
+cooking+
+classical music+
+elderly people+
+animals+

Dislikes:
-cruel people-
-guns-
-reality tv-