Scrapyard Dogs: A Spacepocalypse RP

Soon enough, I swear. In the mean time, if you guys feel like fleshing out character relations or something of the sort, feel free. They will have known eachother for quite a while, so everyone has an oppinion on everyone.
 
is the only role available merchant?
 
alright, can i save the spot? i'm working on the sheet now but just in case someone comes in a swoops it away.. if thats not allowed tho then thats fine !!
 
It's totally cool. I'll update the OP. Glad to have you on board!
 
Jace's Thoughts on the Crew:

Sen Blue: "She's pretty. Strong optimism, and an adventurous twinkle in her eye. I'm proud to serve under her."

Killian Crowe: "The convict? That bastard terrifies me, to be honest. He's too quiet. Distant. Crazy enough to charge into a dogfight on a fucking flying scooter with a big metal stick to ram people with. I've learned not to cross him."

Aideen: "Convict's dog... thing. Spiky bitch. Pun intended. Born and bred war mongrel, from a Gronus world, I think. I... I stay away from it."

Alexei Stukov: "Now HE'S a crazy bastard if I ever saw one. Engineer with the bloodlust of a skirmisher. He's damn good with rigging things, though, so it's all good. Nice enough fella normally."

Isaac Darvey: "Cowboy. Badass ex-military with a fondness for his hat, and not a care in the world about death. Kind of an ass, that one. Good fighter, though, so you learn to put up with it."

Levi Merrick: "Loyal as anyone. He's a good man to have as a friend and nightmare fuel as an enemy. We've had some laughs over a drink or seven."

Jace Adamant: "That's me, you fuckin' walnut. And I think I'm great."

Klayo Zudfel: "She's either insane or a genius. Maybe a bit of both. Either way she's careless. Whacked me with that big ass wrench of hers on more than one occasion. And not even on purpose, it's mostly accidental. But have you ever seen her fight? Headlong into a cluster of freefloaters, wrench in one hand and pistol in the other. She should be dead by now, way she goes about battles, but she gives about as many fucks as she has shotgun shells. She doesn't have any shotgun shells."

Mirah Laka: "Minnow? She's a cutie. Poor girl has it rough, though. She wasn't built for a life like this. She does her job better than anyone I've ever met, though, so I'm glad she's part of our crew. More than one occasion she's patched up a hole or two of mine. I keep trying to get her to join me for a drink and unwind, but she never has any of it."

Mabel "Grease Monkey" North: "That bitCH IS WRATH INCARNATE. Commented on her being short once. Biggest mistake I ever made. Broke my jaw, two fingers, put bruises all over me and my nuts still get sore when I look at her. I still call her 'shortie' sometimes behind her back, because she just so adorably small. Oh, shit, you're not going to tell her that, are you? You better not fucking tell her I said that!"

Q: "She's a mute, I think. I'm pretty sure she's a droid, but she's never unaware enough for me to try and check. She scares me more than Killian. I can at least read him. This girl is a locked book of blank pages, to which a key was never made. Yikes."

Helium Sun: "She's a weird lot, that one. She prefers being called a 'she' but not a 'girl.' Says neither 'boy' nor 'girl' quite fit, but prefers feminine pronouns. I don't quite get it, but I let it be. Not my place to tell her who she is. Tell you what she is, though. The strangest fucking mix between a skirmisher and a merchant I have ever had the pleasure to meet. She's a fighter, that's for sure, but her battles are in marketplaces and casinos, as opposed to open space and ship decks. She gets the same rush from getting a deal or winning a bet as a skirmisher gets from making a man's face implode. We hang out a lot. She tells me what it's like to trade, and I what it's like to fight to her. Good times."
 
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Then make her more prominently dignified as a separate entity in the CS.

Fixed.
 
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Name: Helium Sun; a clever name for a clever kid

Age: 21

Gender: Nonbinary; uses she/her pronouns, does not appreciate being called a girl

Race: Human

Appearance: Slimly built, with a body crafted for quick maneuvers and speed rather than heavy-hitting; after all, you don't usually get your money's worth with a punch to the face. Primarily asian in ancestry. Her eyes are as gold as her namesake and the sharpness of her wit and drive are both reflected in them. Sharp teeth are one of her most notable features, especially when she smiles. Efficiency and balance in body, mind, and soul is her personal motto. Too cheesy to vocalize it to anyone though.

Personality: Helium is nothing more and nothing less than a fighter, personality-wise at least. Honestly, with the attitude she puts on with her crew, you'd think she be a skirmisher. But she's far more tactful than a simple punch-thrower. She adores money, and calling her talent for money-making a "knack" would be an insult. No one plays poker like her, to say the least. However, she only loves money because it is the pay-off of risk and reward. Her charisma, sharp wit, and strong personality make her formidable both in fights and in the market. Has an eye set on any antiques and alien artifacts she can get her hands on though, and not just to simply hand over to the engineers. She adores the past and anything linking to it, definitely the on-board historian, and has a guilty pleasure for these things. Despite all this, she is also terribly flawed. Risk and reward doesn't always lead to reward. The adrenaline rushes she gets from making bets can lead to very, very bad outcomes, and like stated before, just as much in fights as in the market. Brash when it comes to being cornered, she doesn't consider others. She's not exactly the biggest team-player nor the loyalist person. Helium will do whatever it takes to get results.

Backstory: It has been three hundred years since the war. The universe still lays littered with the remnants of something long forgotten, nothing more than a vague nod to the past. Growing up, Helium always thought it humbling. That the stars, so big and so bright, have been able to lay witness to something she couldn't even imagine. She couldn't really remember when she fell on the verge of obsession with the concept of finding lost things. Nor could she remember when her heart started filling so completely, becoming so invested, so adrenaline-rushed when there was so much to lose yet so much to win. Maybe it was because she was born like this; like the stars are made to shine. Helium was made to win and to lose and to find.
Maybe it all started when her mother discovered an ancient artifact. She had always been a good finder, Helium's mother. It must be one of those genetic things. It was cubic in shape, altering form, shining a bright, bright red like blood. Her mother had only been a simple archaeologist, never finding more than old ruins. But this one had been different. It must've been, if the IMPF sent fully armed troopers the moment they caught wind of the discovery.
A massacre ensued.
Her mother laid dead all too quickly, along with everyone else in the dig site- even the nearby settlement on the humble little planet. "Just for good measure," the soldier said, as he pointed the gun to Helium's head; still but a child. It wasn't her head that got blown off, however. She had the Scrapdogs to thank for that. They love strange artifacts so much after all. They got rid of the IMPF soldiers they could, although two or three made it out- with the artifact no less. She was the sole survivor- the soldiers figured they'd leave her for last, since she was but a child. "Merciful" they said. More like sadistic.
In any case, that Scrapdogs squad raised her from then on, took her in. It wasn't a familial settup, of course. Helium had to pull her own weight, but she was always thankful. She still messages them from time to time, asking for any intel on the whereabouts of the artifact. Sadly, it hadn't been heard of since. Perhaps... one day..

Modifications: Tredium blades [she loves those babies] and speed enhancements.

TRS Type: A slick suit like the one she is wearing in the picture, light-type built for speed. She also has a black helmet, although she's not fond of it.

TRS Appearance: Picture above.

Role: Merchant, typically likes to hang out with the skirmishers though

Weaponry: Her tredium blades serve as her melee, seeing as they're ass trustworthy as can be. Her primary gun is the Scorpion. When firing it, it releases grenade-like blue energy bullets which stick onto either an enemy or a surface and explode after 5 seconds. They're very sticky.

Other Items: She has a power armor like the one in the picture which she adores and prefers to use if forced into dangerous combat situations since she has low defense. She aquired it a few years back with her old squad, the ones who raised her, while it was in bad condition for a cheap price and managed to restore the beauty. She calls it Shiela.

Other Info: definitely the gayest on the team. hates bugs. went to a buggery once with her mom. oh boy.
 
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Helium added to Jace's Thoughts.
 
ah!! jace's thoughts on her are great !! btw added the little smthin i missed in other
 
I think Jace hit my thoughts on everyone dead on. Pretty much, don't mess with Mabel, Killian or Aideen. Everyone else is cool. Scary as hell, but cool.
 
Mecha don't exist in this universe. It's all power armor. Sorry.
 
Pretty much nailed Stukov in Jace's thoughts, sure as sure.
 
hmmm, can i put it down as power armor then?
 
I don't really see why not. That thing is about the size of the Terran Power armor and that is rather mech like in design. You are a good mix of wearing it and piloting it.

Though I am not the boss around here
 
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Helium's thoughts on the crew:

On Sen Blue: "A dedicated captain. Soft for a leader, it worries me. But I trust her enough to believe she won't get our asses handed to us. Cute, too."

On Killian Crowe: "We get each other. He's a fighter, and a funny one at that. I tried to buy his dog off of him, but he's too attached to her. She's a sweetie though, laughed my ass off when she bit a poor merc's hind in a fight. Hmm, we fought a match once, almost ended in a tie. Long story."

On Alexei Stukov: "Oh? Stukov? I don't like him. He's all bite. I stay clear of the engineers on the crew overall, unless we're doing business. You know how engineers are, if they see something they like, they can't keep their hands off of it. But I, for one, don't appreciate curious hands on my curious things, and I'm sure Stukov would love to keep his fingers right where they are. Attached to the rest of him."

On Isaac Darvey: "You mean the ass? Hah. Anyone who hates the IMPF as much as me has my respect. Haven't talked much to him though."

On Levi Merrick: "Merrick is... Merrick. I don't understand why he's so blindly loyal, but hey, to each their own. I wouldn't risk my neck for him, but if he wants to for me, then have at it. His tactics are good though, got us out of more than a few tight spots."

On Jason "Jace" Adamant: "Jace is a good friend. Lightens the mood, brings up morale, all that jazz. Bit confused on my gender, but he respects me and that's all I ask. If I was feeling particularly sentimental, I'd say he's like a brother to me. He catches me up on what the Skirmishers are up to, warns me if one of the engineers has been looking for me, tells me a lot of lame knock-knock jokes, and I in turn tell him stories from the "good old days" with my old crew and grab him some pieces to fix up his battered up Jackal. Don't know why he doesn't hand it to me so I can work a wonder and get him something better, but as long as it doesn't give out on him, I don't mind. Ass better not get himself killed."

On Klayo Zudfel: "The first time I met her, the first thing that came to mind was 'Damn, she's tall,' and since then not much has changed. She is still very, very tall. Her ship is gorgeous, if only I could get my hands on one of those and shove it down Jace's throat. She's strong too, great skirmisher. The stories she tells in the mess hall are the best, if a little overdramatic, but they kill the boredom."

On Minrah Laka: "Well, imagine me meeting Zudfel first, right? The whole 'Wow, so tall' and all that. Then, turning around and meeting the smallest little blue lady I'd ever seen. She's very sweet and has a strong sense of duty I admire, even if I don't share it. She gets really anxious sometimes, life hasn't been easy on her. Shame how she keeps to herself though, it'd be nice to get to know her better."

On Mabel "Chihuahua" North: "Oh... the OTHER engineer. You know, the day we get a cool-headed engineer is the day I start believing in a greater power. Much like with Stukov, I try to avoid North unless it's buisness. At least she's good at what she does. Bumped into her once and she tried fighting me. It felt a lot like a chihuahua was barking and growling at me, unable to contain the amount of anger in it's tiny body... Or something."

On Q: "Better than the other one, at least. Where one yells a lot, the other one's completely silent. Jace says she fights well, but I can't see how when she looks so scrawny."

On Helium Sun: "My favorite person. She's smart, charming, incredibly cunning, loves money and getting paid, and money... Honestly the best person on this crew, really."
 
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Well, seeing as people have started doing it, inspired me to write for ol' Stukov and his thoughts

Stukov's Thoughts on the crew:

Sen Blue: "Boss is a softie, but she'll turn a man into space chum push comes to shove. She's hiding something and refuses to spill the beans, but hey, steady stream of parts and test subjects alongside good work so I can't complain. Well, not rightly at any rate. She's a good woman, beyond that, a rarity in this universe. But we really need to work on that peaceful option first bullshit."

Killian Crowe: "Convict is a riot, figuratively and literally. Sure, he's quiet which ain't fun, but he's all sorts of fun in a fight and can drink any man under the table. Serve 'em a good meal the next day just to add insult to injury. His TRS and ship have loads of space for improvement, if he'd let me touch them."

Aideen Crowe: "Big ol' bitch from the Gronus system. Love that girl to death, not literally ya daft bastards. Seen that girl rip a man limb from limb just for shits and grins, dog after my own heart. Man's beast friend after all, eh?"

Alexei Stukov: "Criminally insane, psychotic, engineering man and a half, at your service. I love my job some days, you know the days, when your latest experiment leaves frozen giblets of some poor sod floating through the void or raining down on the TRS. Good times, goooood times."

Isaac Darvey: "Soldier boy up in that hoeeeee! Man, he takes no fun in his work but he is deadly good at it. Say what you will about those bastard IMPFuckers, they make deadly soldiers. Personality sucks ass, but hey, he ain't been hired on for his winning smile, just to turn live people into dead ones. I haven't been able to get him to snap yet, but its only a matter of time. THEN we are in for a show."

Levi Merrick: "Blind lap dog with enough brown on his nose to fill a shit house. Just smart enough to not buy my blatant lies about testing my not so lethal experimental gear. Damn shame of a combination of traits, but hey, he's the least likely to try and stab me in the back, again. Gotta see the silver lining in everything."

Jason "Jace" Adamant: "When I first caught him in action, I was shocked. Someone with a sense of humor, in battle?! I love this guy, bit too much good heart, not enough bloodlust, but hey, no one is perfect, right?"

Klayo Zudfel: "I'll omit the usual 'tall. as. fuck.' line of commentary. She walks a line I've long since left in the thruster wake, and I'm torn whether she should plunge into madness head first or jerk back away from this abyss. The fact she uses a battle wrench, though, is just classy, in every good sense of the word. Her damn ship is as much a work of art as it is functional, impressive but needs some improvement to look meaner."

Minrah Laka: "Boom, shaka laka dear Doc a nervous wreck...ah. I ain't no poet wordsmith, don't look at me like that. She's stitched me back together a couple times, and anyone willing to mop up my blood after I forced its normally innards into outards routine again gets my respect. Really needs to get laid and just relax though, maybe ol' Jace up there can help her out? I'll ask him later."

Mabel "Grease Monkey" North: "Shortstop is an absolutely charming little lady, so fucking adorable its sickening. Ok, yeah I deliberately antagonize her every now and again (Read: Damn near constantly), but she is one of the best damn Engineers I've had the pleasure of working with. She will not take anyone's shit lightly, whatever god there is knows I know it, and I won't be having anyone give little shortstop a hard time either, except me. Right after she finds out all the crap I've been saying and tries to put me in the infirmary, again. I'm looking forward to it."

Q: "Mute robot. No emotion, doesn't rise to good natured jokes and barbs. Must figure out what she is, and what she is hiding. Her and shortstop both got some serious history, neither of them talk about it, and by whatever gods are left I will figure it out somehow. Lot like their boss, in that regard."

Helium Sun: "Girly girl has some gender confusion. Only real odd thing about her, beyond that, is her absolute love of those arm blades of doom she has. I could improve those, add some shock circuits or, oooh, chainsaw blades! Nevermind deployment problems right now, I could figure out something really clever here. Oh, sure, I could lose fingers if I don't ask but, hell, you can replace those. Ahh, jokes (?) aside, she could sell a blind man a painting, or some such allegory to how good she is at selling shit to people and ain't a bad person, but really needs to let me work on improving her weapons of choice. Those could be awesome!"
 
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