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Chupi the Terrible Captain
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 Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 2:06 am
To get this subforum rolling now, I'm going to make this small little RP that will have no real guidelines. Just remember to follow the rules that I put here and to not contredict the beginning story. This RP is basically nothing like the ones I normally make, but oh well... StoryAn arteficial atmosphere has been created on a large meteorite traveling through space and it has been terraformed to be suitable for human life. The meteorite will have to be evacuated in about 27 years before it plunges itself into a star, but for now it is colonized all in the name of mining out the iron deposits inside. Deep inside the meteorite something has been found, another derelict ship! And it's cargo has been awakened by the minors that stumbled in apon it. Meanwhile, a group of tribal hunters has stumbled apon this colony, and show great interest in it... Rules~Keep it PG-13. ~Normally I'd do semi-lit to literate RPs, but in this case, I really don;t care... Just try to have fun. ~There are no self detonation devices. If the hive is to be stopped, it must be stopped the old fashion way. (Any real yautja would never misuse them in such a way anyway...) ~If you kill somebody else's character, it had better be with their permission. ~Post your profiles here using the profile layout that's given in the next section. I'll edit this post later to add your profiles here. Profile LayoutUsername: Character Name: Race: (Can be human, alien, OR pred.) Occupation: (With humans this can be anything that would be realistic, but there are no marines here. With predators/yautja only blooded individuals will be hunting here, and with aliens/xenomorphs you can only be an alpha drone or a runner, as not enough time should pass for a predalien to be born, and there definately will not be any praetorians.) Weapons: CharactersQuote: Username: Irving Mason Character Name: Hoof Race: Alien Occupation: Alpha drone Weapons: None Quote: Username: HalsefighterX Character Name: Kyle Race: Human Occupation: Exo-biologist/Exo-datologist (it means he studies non-earth life and their technology) Weapons:Sub machine gun, predators throwing blade, katana Quote: Username:Masterninja1313 Character Name: Ski Race: Human Occupation: Outskirts knife fighter/ hunter/ Has Interests in The yautja Weapons: Two Predator wrist blade guanlets, throwing knives,and Ninja sword. Quote: USERNAME: AshDragonfang CHARACTER NAME: Ash RACE: Xenomorph OCCUPATION: Alpha Drone WEAPONS: None Quote: Username: Prodigis Character Name: Captain Ryan 'TQ' Shrayder Race: Human Occupation: Commanding officer and highest ranked soldier of the Wild 7 Marine group asigned to overlook and keep the mining group safe and at work. Weapons: Plasma Rifle, Pistol, Shotgun, Knife, Grenades. Quote: Username: Zero_Monster Character Name: Ik'hibod K'rain Race: Yautja Occupation: Blooded Weapons: fully equiped gauntlet, medkit, combistaff, and the boomerang shurikan.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 2:45 pm
Username: HalsefighterX
Character Name: Kyle
Race: Human
Occupation: Exo-biologist/Exo-datologist (it means he studies non-earth life and their technology)
Weapons:Sub machine gun, predators smart disk, with gauntlet, katana
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 7:26 pm
Username:Masterninja1313
Character Name: Ski
Race: Human
Occupation: Outskirts knife fighter/ hunter/ Has Interests in The yautja
Weapons: Two Predator wrist blade guanlets, throwing knives,and Ninja sword.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 1:28 am
The large, exoskeletoned creature walked along a metal grid ramp the humans had put inside the mines leading into the crashed jockey ship. Smelling the air he knew prey was everywhere as pheramones of many creatures were brought to his attention. Mainly rats and roaches, but aside from them and the stench of oil used on the mining equipment there was a much more pleasant smell... A smell like that of the bipedal creature he had been born from just a day before.
Each step caused rather loud clunky noises as his chitenous shelled feet that looked very much like clawed hooves due to a genetic defect in his host hit the cold steel, and saliva dripped down from his jaws in anticipation of the upcoming food he knew was around here somewhere. Until now he had grown up on rats that the humans had probably accidently brought here on cargo ships, and he was sick of such small and bad tasting meals.
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Chupi the Terrible Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 9:50 am
Kyle Sat down looking at his computer, he typed in a few things then, took the vial he had of what appeared to be saliva from the beast he had come to study, poured it into the scanner and analyzed the data, saved it onto his computer then shut it down.
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Posted: Wed Mar 29, 2006 2:45 pm
Ski stared out along the Meteorites surface or as far as he could see. He looked down at the Iguana that was at his feet. And the thought came to mind. "I need to feed you don't I." Chuckuling he went to the kitchen to get some food.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:25 pm
Ski then look out at the near distant town. "Hm pitiful at timesnothing has come out of this town that much" he heard something his computer.
He walk over and found it was from Sean he sent the last "hunter" sample from the skselital structure he found Test showed it was in fact not of the human species.
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 1:58 pm
USERNAME:AshDragonfang
CHARACTER NAME:Ash
RACE:Xenomorph
OCCUPATION:Alpha Drone
WEAPONS:None
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Posted: Mon Aug 07, 2006 2:08 pm
Ash was hungury for humans.he smelled the air but there was a new presence on board the astroid,it was an outlawed predator and Ash was curious about what predators tasted like so he started to hunt the predator. Ash found the predator polishing what seemed to be a human skull. Ash snuck up behind the predator and bit right through its head and started to feast on the dead predators remains. Ashes strength had returned and he was ready to gather hosts for the hive.
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Posted: Tue Aug 08, 2006 2:44 pm
Username: Prodigis
Character Name: Captain Ryan 'TQ' Shrayder
Race: Human
Occupation: Commanding officer and highest ranked soldier of the Wild 7 Marine group asigned to overlook and keep the mining group safe and at work.
Weapons: Plasma Rifle, Pistol, Shotgun, Knife, Grenades.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 11:36 am
Username: Zero_Monster
Character Name: Ik'hibod K'rain
Race: Yautja
Occupation: Blooded
Weapons: fully equiped gauntlet, medkit, combistaff, and the boomerang shurikan.
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Posted: Thu Aug 10, 2006 11:49 am
Ik'hibod cautiously and curiously (more curious than cautious) snuck through the outpost. Finding a nice resting spot (the front outside wall of the supply depot), he sat down and surveyed the surroundings. An hour or so into his vigilance, he dozes off.
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Chupi the Terrible Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 11, 2006 5:08 am
((Huh, I need to check this more often... I'll put everyone's profiles up in a bit, but right now I'm kinda half assing here on Gaia, because I'm kinda busy in the real world.))
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 8:15 am
TQ stared at the bleak, desolate craters on the rocky surface of the meteorite. It was so barren, not a single life form moving on it, apart from the slow moving scientists and miners who moved crate after crate, writing down their 'findings' and shouting, to TQ, meaningless instructions to one another.
He let out a sigh. How did a group of marines, legendary for the operations they carried out in the Microsoft conflict, losing only two men, end up playing watchgaurd for a group of over excited miners and scientists? Back on Earth they were heroes, patrons of their country, role models to children, even feared by leaders, yet here they're status was unknown, they were merely your average run of the mill grunts.
And on this peice of rock, that's how it was going to stay, because nothing that dangerous was going to come in contact with them, they may as well have arrived on the ship unarmed...
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 9:44 pm
Ski smelled the air and something did not smell right after ten years of living on this rock he never had smelled that smell before. grabing his gear he headed out on foot in the direction he figured the scent was coming from.
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