- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Multiple posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Advanced
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Genres
- Steampunk, Dieselpunk, High Fantasy, Scifi, Alternate History, Nation RP and Post-Apoc
In the distant future humanity has journeyed to distant suns and colonized dozens of worlds. Space travel is still a risky business and it is not uncommon for ships to go missing only to be found months or years later somewhere they were not expecting with few vanishing completely and never to be seen again. The SMV Atlanta was one of these statistics except when its FTL drives malfunctioned it sent the ship so far off course it jumped inside the gravity well of far and distant world at the edge of the galaxy...
"These readings are all wrong, are you sure you double checked our vector?" Captain Tiya asked the navigator beside her.
"I'm certain. I had the nav AI double checked it before we engaged the drives. We should be coming up on Aurium IV any moment now." The navigator assured her.
The captain was not convinced after 3 days in FTL they were overdue to be automatically kicked out of subspace to the next jump buoy. Her gut was giving her a bad feeling about this and was convinced it wasn't breakfast she had this morning.
Just as she was about to order the helmsmen to take them manually out of FTL the ship shuddered and threw everyone off their feet. The low artificial gravity caused the navigator to be flung forwards with his head crashing through the display.
"Burt!" Tiya took the middle aged man by the shoulder. Blood flowed down his forehead. Before she can shout for a medic the ship shuddered again this time a more violent buck and a rock then the groan of steel as if the ship was in pain. Collision klaxons blared and the normal interior light dimmed then switched to red and yellow auxiliary lights. Something was definitely wrong here.
"Captain, we're caught in a gravity well! We jumped right on top of a planet!" The chief reported.
"Send a distress signal and get us off this vector before we hit atmo!" Tiya said as she tended to the wounded navigator.
"Mayday, mayday this is the SMV Atlanta we have catastrophic FTL failure, we need immedi-" The chief was suddenly cut off when the communication console spewed sparks and fire at him as the ship shook from an explosion. The chief screamed and held his singed face. Tiya knew the ship was lost as she saw it through the bridge's window as it was lit up by fire as they hit atmosphere. The gravity well of the planet got them. The medic took the navigator away and Tiya reached for the phone on the other console and put herself on speaker across the ship.
"All hands, this is the captain, get passengers to lifeboats immediately and abandon ship, we are going down. We have 3 minutes before we burn up." She had enough time to set up an evacuation timer where the ship AI announced the countdown in a disembodied female voice.
"Three minutes to evacuation." It said and Tiya helped the wounded chief with half his face missing out of the bridge to the nearest lifeboat.
The SMV Atlanta burned up in the atmosphere like a great big fireball. Small strips and pieces of hull stripped off the massive half mile long freighter before her hull could not take the stress anymore and her entire port side began to shear off as its decent reached terminal velocity.
It was unclear how many made it to the lifeboats and over a dozen broke away from the ship before it was taken apart by the re-entry. The lifeboats were made for rough landings and chances are if one was on a lifeboat their survival would be substantially higher than the unfortunate ones still aboard the ship as pieces of the Atlanta, strewn out over 100 miles, finally made planet fall.
As one of the survivors you are stranded on an alien world far away from civilization with no rescue and no survivable way of leaving the planet. You and the others must survive the elements with the hope that help will come eventually from the distress signal traveling across the vast spans of space.
No one knows what to call this world but one thing is for certain the survivors are not alone...
The Survivors:
Human: (5 available) Humans make up the majority of the survivors from the crash and like everything else they're scattered across the landscape from the lifeboats jettisoned off the Atlanta as it burned up on reentry. The crew is for the most part the most experienced with handling disasters however their skills and talents may not be as varied as the hundreds of passengers aboard. Humans aboard the Atlanta came from all walks of life and come from many colonies and nationalities of the UNSA.
Android: (3 available) Androids are the smaller part of the survivors despite being synthetic they're frail as their human counterparts. Most current models are very lifelike and can be mistaken as humans at first sight until the glowing rims of their eyes or behavioral quirks give them away. Many now feel emotions and become ever closer to being human with some being very crude labor androids with no emotion heuristics at all. Androids benefit from being abundant with information and do not require oxygen to breathe or to eat and drink on a regular basis to stay alive.
Mutant: (2 available) Mutants are part of a forbidden military experiment and make up the smallest part of the survivor group with less than a dozen according to a manifest. It is not known what they're capabilities are or if they're friendly. They are suspected to be superior to humans in every aspect such as physical strength, survivability and senses. As of now all the mutants may have all burned up together on re-entry or lost in the crash. Each of them was held in self-contained cryo tubes and there is a procedure to awake them. If one happens to emerge from their tubes, they should be approached with extreme caution.
The Fauna and Flora:
From what is known so far this world there is no civilization, it is completely feral and teaming is exotic alien life. As beautiful it may have been from brief view in orbit the things on it are savage and probably not too friendly.
Character Roster:
Name: (Insert your character's name and aliases here)
Age: (Insert your character's age here)
Race: (Is your character human, android or mutant?)
Role: (Is your character crew, passenger or stowaway/hidden cargo? This will change when the RP gets going good and more survivors come into play to have certain roles to maintain a settlement)
Appearance: (Your character's appearance description or picture posted here)
Equipment: (The things your character had on or took with them to the lifeboat before the evacuated)
Talent/Skills: (What kind of skill, job or practices does your character do or know of that could be helpful to their and other's survival)
Background: (your character's background information such as the homeworld or colony they came from, why they were aboard the Atlanta and whatever else you like to add to your character's history)
Be as detailed as you want in character creation but the number one rule I like for everyone to adhere to is use common sense. Be cool, no god-modding, do not mary/marty sue, don't be a dick and remember there are mods here that actually get shit done here.
Feel free to ask questions.
"These readings are all wrong, are you sure you double checked our vector?" Captain Tiya asked the navigator beside her.
"I'm certain. I had the nav AI double checked it before we engaged the drives. We should be coming up on Aurium IV any moment now." The navigator assured her.
The captain was not convinced after 3 days in FTL they were overdue to be automatically kicked out of subspace to the next jump buoy. Her gut was giving her a bad feeling about this and was convinced it wasn't breakfast she had this morning.
Just as she was about to order the helmsmen to take them manually out of FTL the ship shuddered and threw everyone off their feet. The low artificial gravity caused the navigator to be flung forwards with his head crashing through the display.
"Burt!" Tiya took the middle aged man by the shoulder. Blood flowed down his forehead. Before she can shout for a medic the ship shuddered again this time a more violent buck and a rock then the groan of steel as if the ship was in pain. Collision klaxons blared and the normal interior light dimmed then switched to red and yellow auxiliary lights. Something was definitely wrong here.
"Captain, we're caught in a gravity well! We jumped right on top of a planet!" The chief reported.
"Send a distress signal and get us off this vector before we hit atmo!" Tiya said as she tended to the wounded navigator.
"Mayday, mayday this is the SMV Atlanta we have catastrophic FTL failure, we need immedi-" The chief was suddenly cut off when the communication console spewed sparks and fire at him as the ship shook from an explosion. The chief screamed and held his singed face. Tiya knew the ship was lost as she saw it through the bridge's window as it was lit up by fire as they hit atmosphere. The gravity well of the planet got them. The medic took the navigator away and Tiya reached for the phone on the other console and put herself on speaker across the ship.
"All hands, this is the captain, get passengers to lifeboats immediately and abandon ship, we are going down. We have 3 minutes before we burn up." She had enough time to set up an evacuation timer where the ship AI announced the countdown in a disembodied female voice.
"Three minutes to evacuation." It said and Tiya helped the wounded chief with half his face missing out of the bridge to the nearest lifeboat.
The SMV Atlanta burned up in the atmosphere like a great big fireball. Small strips and pieces of hull stripped off the massive half mile long freighter before her hull could not take the stress anymore and her entire port side began to shear off as its decent reached terminal velocity.
It was unclear how many made it to the lifeboats and over a dozen broke away from the ship before it was taken apart by the re-entry. The lifeboats were made for rough landings and chances are if one was on a lifeboat their survival would be substantially higher than the unfortunate ones still aboard the ship as pieces of the Atlanta, strewn out over 100 miles, finally made planet fall.
As one of the survivors you are stranded on an alien world far away from civilization with no rescue and no survivable way of leaving the planet. You and the others must survive the elements with the hope that help will come eventually from the distress signal traveling across the vast spans of space.
No one knows what to call this world but one thing is for certain the survivors are not alone...
The Survivors:
Human: (5 available) Humans make up the majority of the survivors from the crash and like everything else they're scattered across the landscape from the lifeboats jettisoned off the Atlanta as it burned up on reentry. The crew is for the most part the most experienced with handling disasters however their skills and talents may not be as varied as the hundreds of passengers aboard. Humans aboard the Atlanta came from all walks of life and come from many colonies and nationalities of the UNSA.
Android: (3 available) Androids are the smaller part of the survivors despite being synthetic they're frail as their human counterparts. Most current models are very lifelike and can be mistaken as humans at first sight until the glowing rims of their eyes or behavioral quirks give them away. Many now feel emotions and become ever closer to being human with some being very crude labor androids with no emotion heuristics at all. Androids benefit from being abundant with information and do not require oxygen to breathe or to eat and drink on a regular basis to stay alive.
Mutant: (2 available) Mutants are part of a forbidden military experiment and make up the smallest part of the survivor group with less than a dozen according to a manifest. It is not known what they're capabilities are or if they're friendly. They are suspected to be superior to humans in every aspect such as physical strength, survivability and senses. As of now all the mutants may have all burned up together on re-entry or lost in the crash. Each of them was held in self-contained cryo tubes and there is a procedure to awake them. If one happens to emerge from their tubes, they should be approached with extreme caution.
The Fauna and Flora:
From what is known so far this world there is no civilization, it is completely feral and teaming is exotic alien life. As beautiful it may have been from brief view in orbit the things on it are savage and probably not too friendly.
Character Roster:
Name: (Insert your character's name and aliases here)
Age: (Insert your character's age here)
Race: (Is your character human, android or mutant?)
Role: (Is your character crew, passenger or stowaway/hidden cargo? This will change when the RP gets going good and more survivors come into play to have certain roles to maintain a settlement)
Appearance: (Your character's appearance description or picture posted here)
Equipment: (The things your character had on or took with them to the lifeboat before the evacuated)
Talent/Skills: (What kind of skill, job or practices does your character do or know of that could be helpful to their and other's survival)
Background: (your character's background information such as the homeworld or colony they came from, why they were aboard the Atlanta and whatever else you like to add to your character's history)
Be as detailed as you want in character creation but the number one rule I like for everyone to adhere to is use common sense. Be cool, no god-modding, do not mary/marty sue, don't be a dick and remember there are mods here that actually get shit done here.
Feel free to ask questions.
Last edited:
