FTL - The Rise of the Empire - A FTL Tabletop-esque RPG

[dyno101]

I can't connect on Skype, so use this application as an NPC or ignore it. Sorry!
Basics

* Name (& pronunciation): Kensett J White (Censet J White
* Age: 35
Place of Birth: Mantis colony in the home worlds of mantis.
* Gender: Male
* Species/Racial Origin: Mantis
Social Class/Community Status: Quirky, feared, and hunted criminal
Language: Traditional mantis and General English
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Family alive but far away, a few criminal friends and no pets.

Physical Description

* Height: 2 feet
* Weight: * 96 pounds
Hair:
Eyes: Pearl black
* Limb Dexterity: Left-Clawed
* Detailed Physical Description: A vivid green mantis with a particularly small build. Quite strong when fighting, but not a heavy weight lifter. He is easily definable because all of his six legs are robotic amputations.
* Typical Clothing/Equipment: Doesn't carry a weapon, uses his claws instead. Carries a wrench, for that perfect pun.

Personality/Attributes

* Personality/Attitude: Insanely quirky, Loves throwing a wrench into the fight (I warned you) with that perfect mention of something awkward or hilarious.
Never backs down verbally, but is a bit of a coward.
* Skills/Talents: Good fighter and a great thinker. (Mantis can be smart. Sometimes.)
* Favorites/Likes: Food and a successful verbal beat-down. Also loves robotic limbs and wrenches.
* Most Hated/Dislikes: Being hungry and a failed verbal beat-down.
* Goals/Ambitions: Have a fleet of unique ships and around 60,00 scrap.
* Strengths: Fast thinking and fast talking and fast running.
* Weaknesses: Fighting and brutes.
* Fears: Imprisonment and crime patrol.
* Hobbies/Interests: Stealing lots of ships!
Regular Routine: Wake up. Steal at least 1 cruiser and 100 scrap. Verbally beat-down at least 2 foes. Go back to bed.
Philosophy of Life: Have fun.
Attitude toward death: Not fun. Therefore bad.
Religion/Beliefs: Science!
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: Viciously rattling maracas. (He loves the sound they make.)
Education/Special Training: Reads a heck of a lot and went through decent mantis fight training.
Place/Type of Residence: In his shipyard, hidden far-off in an abandon, uncharted nebula.
Occupation: Crime and mercenary employment, occasionally. (That's how he ended up on the black dagger.)
Past Occupations: None.
Workplace: Anywhere he's hired for over 70 scrap, or on one of his ships.


Intelligence: 7
Wisdom: 5
Charisma:3
Dexterity: 4
Strength: 5
Constitution: 6

[Hanzz]

BIG RECALL!

If you are STILL Interested in making part of the RPG, There are two things you must do:

First, reply to this with your USERNAME CONFIRMATION and your CHARACTER SHEET

Secondly, add me via my skype, "unnamed.ender" (Ignore quotes)

I'm reworking the flapparounds of the RPG and planning ahead on the plotline, the only thing is that we yet do not have enough supporters to begin an RP.

See ya, quackos, Captain Halno/Heiro/Hanzz (God, i have so many names!) out!

Also, New rules, since GM's actually are the ones who play NPC's, they can't have 'proper' characters, that means that all characters made by them fit into the NPC section.

[Fireclaw27]

Here's my character sheet:
Basics

* Name (& pronunciation): Xavier Vantouchi (X-ay-veer Van-tooch-ee)
* Age: 39
Place of Birth: Rebel HQ 6 (before it's destruction a year later)
* Gender: Male
* Species/Racial Origin: Human
Social Class/Community Status: Was the son of a high-ranking rebel commander, but is now a captain in the ranks of the enforcers.
Language: Human
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: He has great respect for his father, who has now retired from a great military career, but has no real friends.

Physical Description

* Height: Slightly taller than average.
* Weight: Slim
Hair: Black
Eye Colour: Blue
* Limb Dexterity: Right Handed
* Detailed Physical Description: Average-ish height, has a scar on his left hand from a mantis attack, and the mark of the enforcers is tattooed onto his back. He is kind of muscular from training when he was younger, but is not that strong.
* Typical Clothing/Equipment: Black military outfit, black cape, smart attire. Has a long black katana that he carries around in a sheath, which has been strengthened many times to make it resistant to even the attacks of mantis. He also carries around a enforcer mini-hacker, a device which enables him to unlock hacked doors.

Personality/Attributes

Personality: He is slightly arrogant, and vain, but less so than many of his colleagues. He always is very calm and collected, even in the middle of battle, but has been called "emotionless", by many people. He tends to consider himself as superior to everyone, but treats those under his command fairly, and doesn't disrespect his commanders. He has little empathy for non-humans, and considers them lesser species(but he is less xenophobic than some enforcers), but tends to be more lenient towards humans.
* Skills/Talents: He is a excellent commander, and is very good at encouraging people to fight for him. He is also quite a talented hacker.
* Favourites/Likes: He likes being in charge, and having power over people.
* Most Hated/Dislikes: Mantis. He absolutely hates them, as they once defeated him, on his first command, scarring him, and wounding his pride.
* Goals/Ambitions: To become like his father, and command an entire fleet.
* Strengths: He is a quick thinker, and can devise a plan for most situations. He is also good at encouraging people to join him.
* Weaknesses: Hates mantis, and may act rashly against them.
* Fears: Paranoid about mantis, and is worried about the growing power of the federation.
* Hobbies/Interests: Likes reading, fencing and marksmanship.
Regular Routine: Wake up, plot course, instruct crew, study, make decisions about trade and fighting, report to enforcer base 8, read, fight, trade, go to sleep.
Philosophy of Life: With power, comes happiness.
Attitude Toward Death: Blocks the idea from his mind, and doesn't acknowledge it.
Religion/Beliefs: Non-Religious, believes in the superiority of humans.
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: Has occasional flashbacks, but they are rare.
Education/Special Training: Taught by his father, trained to be a leader, spends large amounts of time studying.
Place/Type of Residence: Captains cabin, Enforcer assault ship.
Occupation: Captain of an Enforcer Assault ship.
Place of Work: The Astrukal, (Enforcer assault ship.)
Past Occupations: Has worked as a helmsman, for the enforcers, and spent a while as a hacker.

Skill Sheet

Distribute 30 skill points between the following

Inteligence: (+5 Base)
8
Wisdom: (+5 Base)
2
Charisma: (+5 Base)
10
Dexterity: (+5 Base)
5
Strenght: (+5 Base)
2
Constitution: (+5 Base)
3

[Swapbox]

Name (& pronunciation): Hemil Killgrave (hemil killgrave)
Date of Birth (& age): 43
Place of Birth: Tatooine
Gender: M
Species/Racial Origin: Humanoid
Social Class/Community Status: Swindler/ manipulator
Language: English/ Kryptonian
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: All dead

Physical Description

Height: 5 ft, 8
Weight: 120 pounds
Hair: Very dark green
Eyes: left eye completely white(blind), other is purple
Limb Dexterity:
Detailed Physical Description: Caucasian, slightly tanned, somewhat skinny,
Typical Clothing/Equipment: Ragged Trench coat, hood, Worn down boots, Torn jeans

Personality/Attributes

Personality/Attitude: somewhat selfish but has an inner kindness
Skills/Talents: Can lightly mind control the 'weak minded'
Favourites/Likes: Control, Shiny things
Most Hated/Dislikes: Clicking noises, high pitched noises
Goals/Ambitions: To be the best trader of the universe
Strengths: Very intellectual and manipulative
Weaknesses: Physically very weak, doesn't like to socialize if
Fears: loss of control
Hobbies/Interests: collecting diffrent races teeth
Regular Routine: stops at bars to gamble with cups, but wins almost all of his bets
Philosophy of Life: Life is a game, so just cheat
Attitude Toward Death: Uncaring of
Religion/Beliefs: Atheist
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: Likes to lick Tree looking objects in hopes of getting some sort of high
Most Instructive/Painful/Memorable Experience: as a child his planet was essentially held hostage and only a few of his planets citizens had made it out
Sexual Preference/Experience/Values: does not care for pleasures, the only pleasure he cares for is that of greed
Education/Special Training: Has studied and gone to many schools of speach and phycology to better manipulate people of interest
Place/Type of Residence: His ship
Occupation: Freelancer (1-1)
Place of Work: Freeport 7
Work-related Skills: Manipulation/ stealth/ assassination
Past Occupations: Trader of arms
Memberships: none?

Skill Sheet

Distribute 30 Skill points between the following

Inteligence: 8
Wisdom: 7
Charisma: 9
Dexterity: 3
Strenght: 2
Constitution: 1

[Hanzz]

Name (& pronunciation): Hemil Killgrave (hemil killgrave)

Great! Although it misses a few details, it works.

I still need you to add me on my skype for future communication, my skype address is 'unnamed.ender' (ignore quotes)

Also, nobody going to make a physical orientated character?

[Swapbox]

Actually I don't role-play, but I thought it'd be fun to make a character

[stylesrj]

You know what? Holidays are coming up soonish, so why not? Heck I'll even get Skype (I have Teamspeak).
So here's a physical-oriented character. And by physical, I mean a freaking Rockman.

Basics

Name: Melia Malachite (Mel-lee-a Mala-kite)
Age: 35 Vrachos Cycles (Problaby a lot longer in Human years like a hundred or so)
Place of Birth: Vrachos IV
Gender: Female
Species/Racial Origin: Rockman
Social Class: Soldier, Commoner
Language: Vrachos Tribe, Basic Galactic
Family: Mother, father, brothers, sisters, knows a few people on Vrachos IV but nothing special.

Physical Description

Height: 2.7 metres
Weight: Average
Hair: Patches of short green moss on head
Eyes: Glowing red
Limb Dexterity: Right
Physical Description: Made up of grey rocks. Some symbols have been carved into her chest which are the equivalent of tattoos one gets when they don't actually read what the symbols mean because they look cool. Her left hand has been replaced with glowing blue crystals.
Equipment: Wears a non-protective pink vest and pants and a pink glove for her left hand. Carries a sharpened stone club on her back.

Personality/Attributes

Personality: Rather brutish, gets excited by combat or prospects of combat. She reluctant to help those who are not Rocks but when it comes to a fight, she'll never betray her team; mostly because they led her into a fight.
Skills: Apart from hitting things really hard, she can grow crystals from her left hand and throw them. They're about as effective as rocks being thrown by a Rockman. So they hurt. A lot.
Favourites/Likes: Hitting things. Throwing things. Killing things that fight back.
Most Hated/Dislikes: Non-Rockmen. Finds them repugnant as typical Rockman behaviour. Killing things that don't fight back - no point.
Goals/Ambitions: To become the Pirate King and find One Piece! Actually, she wants to find the members of the Grand Inquisition who betrayed her and fight them to the death.
Strengths: She's really strong?
Weaknesses: Doesn't think plans through in combat and hardly ever considers a tactical withdrawal or retreat from the fray. Her crystalline powers also require a steady diet of special crystals which are frequently consumed by Crystalmen.
Fears: Galactic Peace. The Grand Inquisition finishing the job of killing her before she's exacted revenge.
Hobbies/Interests: Hitting things and practising to hit things.
Regular Routine: Wakes up, has a meal of various rock types, checks weapons, works out, has lunch, more exercise, dinner, exercise and passing out on the floor to wake up again the next morning. Except she works on a different part of her routine each day. Note there's nothing in it about plotting revenge or even finding out where her targets of revenge are. She believes it'll happen eventually.
Philosophy of Life: If you can fight, fight to win. Otherwise, don't fight and support those who do, weakling.
Attitude Toward Death: It comes for everyone. But not today.
Religion: The only religion allowed on Vrachos IV.
Fetishes/Strange Behaviours: She secretly admires the Slug and Mantis forms.
Education: Rock Religious education, and of course an extensive workout program from Rubitite Rock's Big Rock Gym
Place of Residence: Starship quarters, with more rock and crystalline decorations.
Occupation: Mercenary
Place of Work: Wherever the main cast will be working at.
Past Occupations: Former bodyguard for a Grand Inquisition excavation team

Skill Sheet

This might be the best/awesome part of the character or the worst.

Intelligence: 2 (+5) (She knows the basics of life and how not to hurt herself when swinging heavy things)
Wisdom: 2 (+5) (If you shout loud enough she might remember not to get too involved in a fight)
Charisma: 1 (+5) (Her fists tend to do the negotiations)
Dexterity: 5 (+5) (She needs some precision when throwing rocks at people)
Strength: 10 (+5) (Laying down the smackdown)
Constitution: 10 (+5) (She's a Rockman. They're built tough)

In summary, Melia used to be a bodyguard for the Grand Inquisition of Vrachos IV, then during a mission involving Crystal artefacts, she found something she shouldn't have and was left to die on a desolate rock. She spent years on the planet, sustaining herself with crystals she found in a cave before finding her way off and into space with revenge on her mind.
Naturally, to pay the bills and to sustain her special diet of crystals, she became a soldier of fortune. If you have a problem and you need someone of brutish strength to solve it, you may call upon... Melia! *cue mix of A-Team and Rockman combat theme*

[Hanzz]

You know what? Holidays are coming up soonish, so why not? Heck I'll even get Skype (I have Teamspeak).
So here's a physical-oriented character. And by physical, I mean a freaking Rockman.

Basics

Name: Melia Malachite (Mel-lee-a Mala-kite)

Yup!

You're accepted, i'll work on your char sheet (Those things are LLOOOOOONG) and will add the char 'box' along with the other players that chose to join in a later date.

Just remember to add me on skype, thats important.

[Omega King]

This sounds hella fun. One question though: What's the opinion on swearing in the actual thing? Don't care what, what just wondering so I don't offend anyone.

Anyway, I noticed we didn't have any repair crew, so here goes.

Basics

Name (& pronunciation): Weapons Unit 5327. Given name Arsenal (AR-SEN-UL).
Age: 342
Place of Birth: Constructed in Engi Creation Sector 17
Gender: None (responds to any pronouns)
Species/Racial Origin: Engi (no duh)
Social Class/Community Status: Traded between pirate ships for 72 years. Started as little more than a repair slave but slowly climbed the ranks to weapons specialist, weapons master, and then weapon lord. Now regarded as one of the best specialists in the galaxy.
Language: Has a translator chip in his throat, can speak any language in known existence
Family/Friends/Pets/Etc: Building grounds were strafed by pirates after he was stolen, so anything that could be considered "family" died. Due to his abrasive personality, no friends to speak of. He had a pet attack drone, but it was sold to buy a glaive beam.

Physical Description

Height: 6' 3" (1.9 meters)
Weight: 264 lbs (120 kg)
Hair: None
Eye: Red (the pirates tinkered with it because they thought it would look cooler)
Limb Dexterity: No limb preference
Detailed Physical Description: Arsenal is tall and very heavily built, created to take a lot of hits. His exterior is darker than usual due to repeated burns when his system was damaged. There are 746 tally marks covering his left arm: one for every time he was killed and cloned back again. There are 163 on his right arm: one for every time he was traded between ships. He is run down, jaded, and has arms blackened with marks of the dark times in his life.
Typical clothing/equipment: Due to his mechanical nature, Arsenal does not wear clothing. This grosses some of his companions out. Arsenal doesn't give a [message redacted]. He carries nothing more than a multitool for weapon repair and a pocket beam for self-defense.
Personality/Attributes

Personality/Attitude: Arsenal is a sarcastic and jaded Engi with serious antisocial tendencies. He doesn't like anything or anyone that isn't his weaponry, and hates universally. Even the kindest residents of the galaxy find him hard to stomach. Skills/Talents: As before stated, Arsenal has a spectacular mastery of weapons, as well as very fast repair skills.
Favourites/Likes: weapons, being alone
Most Hated/Dislikes: Life-forms, getting ioned
Goals/Ambitions: To live continuously for over a year and retire in peace to tinker with building his ultimate five-hull damage work-in-progress weapon: the scythe beam.
Strengths: weapon skills, quick thinking, repair
Weaknesses: combat, making friends.
Fears: after 392 years of piracy and combat, nothing can scare arsenal anymore
Hobbies/Interests: tinkering with new weapons, basking in hatred
Regular Routine: power up, hate everything, charge up, hate everything, tinker, hate everything, go to sleep.
Philosophy of Life: Life is pain. Make sure your enemies' lives are even more painful. By killing them. With ship-destroying weaponry.
Attitude Toward Death: It is cold and impermanent. He has experienced it and been cloned back so many times that it bores him.
Religion/Beliefs: There is no god.
Fetishes/Strange Behaviors: none.
Education/Special Training: Was never officially educated, but downloads the stores of every ship his pirates conquer to expand his knowledge base.
Place/Type of Residence: Wherever the pirate who have him live.
Occupation: Weapon God.
Place of Work: Pirate Fleet 237 in the Olympus cruiser.
Past Occupations: Repair Slave, Weapons Assistant, Weapons Specialist, Weapons Master, Weapons Lord.

Skill Sheet

Distribute 30 skill points between the following

Intelligence: 8 (+5 Base)
His life in the fleets has made him a quick thinker and great problem solver.
Wisdom: 8 (+5 Base)
His extensive data stores allow him to think through almost anything
Charisma: 0 (+5 Base)
Universal hatred doesn't make many friends.
Dexterity: 6 (+5 Base)
Weapon repair requires quick hands.
Strength: 3 (+5 Base)
As a weapons specialist Arsenal never learned much heavy lifting.
Constitution: 5 (+5 Base)
Over the years Arsenal learned to take some hits.

Can't wait to start this!

[Hanzz]

This sounds hella fun. One question though: What's the opinion on swearing in the actual thing? Don't care what, what just wondering so I don't offend anyone.

Anyway, I noticed we didn't have any repair crew, so here goes.

Basics

Name (& pronunciation): Weapons Unit 5327. Given name Arsenal (AR-SEN-UL).

Your character is perfect! Welcome aboard, i'll prepare the character sheets!