Stranded: Sci fi survival.

[Dakota K5]

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.


READ THIS: The original poster of this thread was banned but this is being reposted.

 

[Dakota K5]

Name: Alester (Zeta)
Age: 34
Race: Mutant
Role: Cargo
Appearance: Out of Cryo Out of armor
Equipment: His armor, survival pack, Kukri knife, Rifle (destroyed), Communication gear (destroyed)
Talent/Skills: Hunting knowledge, Adept medical skills, Enhanced physical, mental skills along with enhanced senses
Background: Alester was born on Earth but his parents were killed when he was very young and as such he became a ward of the state, the military federation of Earth adopted him and put him through their enhanced solider program since his genetic markers were a match for the procedure to turn him into a mutant. He was in cryo on board the Atlanta to be transferred at their original destination to travel on to his final posting on [REDACTED]. His alias is reference that he is the last mutant from his batch created, for a super solider he is rather kind to people since he was taught that if he gained the local populace's trust his mission would be easier.

 

[Silverdawn]

Name: Matthew Brett
Age: 26
Race: Human
Role: Crew Guard
Appearance: (Description till I find a picture.
Black messy hair, blue grey eyes with 20/20 vision, lightly tanned white skin, 6'1", and he is a reasonable build for a guard.
Equipment: He has his uniform he was wearing before the crash, his regular guard equipment, a baton, a taser, a flashlight and handcuffs. In his escape pod he was in it had the basic flare gun, 3 days rations, few medical supplies and some rope.
Talent/Skills: Guard training: He has been trained in unarmed and armed combat, and basic medical training. Born hunter: From his background he learned how to hunt and set traps from his father.
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) Matthew was born on a planet that was inhabited for a short period before the planet proved too hard to be colonized by the Human Kind. He spent his first 18 years on the planet before leaving on a ship to go to Guard training. When he turned 14 his father showed him how he hunts on some of the smaller animals as his father was a solider during one of the wars he was trained as a sniper and became a hunter after the war. By age 17 Matthew was taking down the larger animals on the planet with a well placed arrow after it had gone through a trap or town of his own making. 2 years after he left his home planet he heard that the colony had failed and they withdrew everyone from the planet, but his father had died like many of the hunters on the planet. He met his mother at the funeral while on leave from his training. After the following 3 years of training he began his first job on board the SMV Atlanta. On the faithful day of the crash after assisting many people as everyone tried to escape. He waited until everyone near him was in the escape pods before getting in one himself. As he flew out to the silence of space drifting towards the planet he watched helplessly as a couple of the pods crashed into debris or other pods. He was unsure if he was to survive as he began to enter the atmosphere he buckled up in the pod and awaited his crash landing.

 

[Silverdawn]

@Mglo
@J_"Kraken"
Guys join us

 

[ze_kraken]

My availability to copy paste is limited. Over the next two weeks, provided my reisdencr in the UK does not have reliable and free internet, my ability do much other than check in is limited.

 

[Mglo]

I don't think we can take over it verbatim without his consent... We can borrow the basic idea and take it from there tho.

Or give credit, if that's enough. Have you checked with Staff?

If we're in the clear, then I'll stick around.

 

[ze_kraken]

Honestly, all we are taking is the ship name and the premise. Our knowledge of the world and intentions of the original plot are almost non existent.

 

[Dakota K5]

Or give credit, if that's enough. Have you checked with Staff?

If we're in the clear, then I'll stick around.

He was banned, if the staff question it I will tell them that we wanted to keep going with the premise since kaddoc don' goofed and can't do it.

 

[Silverdawn]

Am I accepted @Dakota K5 ?

 

[Dakota K5]

Am I accepted @Dakota K5 ?

Yes.

 

[Mglo]

Should probably make a thread in the interest check and the advertisements so more people will join. I saw a banner circulating, but the link went to the kaddoc (dunno if I got the name right) thread.

 

[Dakota K5]

Should probably make a thread in the interest check and the advertisements so more people will join. I saw a banner circulating, but the link went to the kaddoc (dunno if I got the name right) thread.

See I don't know how to do a banner but I can put up an interest post so if any of you know how to do a banner and want to help that would be great.

 

[Silverdawn]

I'll attempt tomorrow, but only if I have time.

 

[ze_kraken]

Alright, sorry for the delay guys, expect the CS copy-pastes tomorrow!

 

[ze_kraken]

Name: 'Saturnia'

Age: 4 (Appears to be in mid to late 20's)

Race: Android

Role: Medical Unit

Appearance: Saturnia takes on a female appearance with a slim build designed to be dexterous and delicate. Soft orange-tinged and glowing eyes sit beneath a slender brow with thin, synthetic eyebrows. Brown hair, again synthetic, 'grows' from Saturnia's scalp, keeping level with slender shoulders. Saturnia's hands end in fingers without finger nails; they instead extend into soft arcs that give the illusion of nails, a design intended to perfect manual dexterity without the risk of damage to patients. A single access port, obvious only by a slight indent around it, rests on Saturnia's back, intended to be pushed down and then pulled backwards.

Equipment: First-aid kit, clothing, a pack intended for personal use as a carry-on, not hiking or survival, and a set of tools intended for self-repair (most of the more advanced ones are fairly damaged or otherwise missing core components to operate properly)

Talent/Skills: A high understanding of surgical procedures, first-aid, and disease treatment. A database of biological knowledges and processes is also of great benefit to understanding local flora and fauna, though is restricted to categories when specific species are unavailable or unknown.

Background: Saturnia was constructed upon a prime industry world towrads the inner core of civilized space. After completing several learning processes and maintainence checks, Saturnia was later assigned to a series of companies for medical work until finally, after the three year term, being released to 'public domain' - able to function without protocol or assignments. In transit to the outer fringes of the galaxy to find work on one of the less-established planets, where doctors are in low supply and high demand, the android was attempting to break free from the inner core, only to find space travel even more problematic than staying behind...

 

[Silverdawn]

Sorry wasn't able to make the banner