The year is 2345.

A spacecruiser is in distress.

"GET THOSE THRUSTERS AT FULL POWER!"

"MAIN GENERATOR OPERATING AT 75% MAXIMUM!"

"ARMOR BREECH! PORT SIDE!"

"WEAPONS OFFLINE!"

"GENERATOR AT 62% MAXIMUM!"

"ARMOR AT 45% MAX!"

"GENERATOR AT 35% MAXIMUM!"

"NAVIGATION OFFLINE!"

"ENGINES FAILING! REVERTING TO SECONDARY THRUSTERS!"

"GENERATOR OFFLINE!"

"Dammit! ABANDON SHIP! REPEAT, ABANDON SHIP!"

"COMMUNICATIONS KNOCKED OUT!"

"TO THE ESCAPE PODS!"


...and so, the mighty FSS Mystic crash-landed on an unknown, habitable planet.

The Commander of the ship, Admiral Richard Sansman, died on impact.

The rest of the crew barely survived the impact. With no ready communications to the Earth Federation, the crew have only the resources they have with them and each other to rely on.

But even so, on this habitable no-man's-land, are they truly alone? Only time will tell, my friends. Only time will tell...


RULES:

-NO SPAM

-NO FLAMES

-NO GODMODDING

-AT LEAST 2-3 SENTENCES WITH PROPER!GRAMMAR

-KEEP ALL RP SHIPPING INSIDE THE PG13 AT ALL TIMES

-Post "MAYDAY!" to join so I know you read the rules.

-Ranks are thus (from lowest to highest, italics are playable)

--Ensign

--Ensign First Class (abbv. EFC)

--Corporal

--Lance Corporal

--Sargent

--Sargent First Class (abbv. SFC)

--Lieutenant, 2nd Class (abbv. 2Lt)

--Lieutenant, 1st Class (abbv. 1Lt)

--Captain

--Major

--Lieutenant Colonel

--Colonel

--Admiral

--Fleet Admiral (abbv. FlAdm)

-HAVE FUN!


BIO TEMP:

username:

Name:

Age: (18-45)

--Rank: (use one of the playable ranks)

---Position: (Marine, Helmsman, Medical Officer, Engineer, Comms Officer)

----Weapons: (Marines equipped with assault rifles, rocket launchers, sub/heavy machine guns, and shotguns, with pistol as sidearm; others have only pistols)

Gender:

Looks:

Persona:

History: (what caused your character to join the Earth Federation Fleet?)



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username: JadeRoach

Name: Roger 'Falcon' Pryde

Age: 20

--Rank: EFC
---Position: Marine
----Weapons: Standard Issue DC-35f assault rifle; sidearm is Standard Issue SA-223 pistol

Looks: Standard Issue Helmet, body armor, boots, gloves, and multivision goggles. 5' 6", Weight is 180 lbs. Celery colored eyes, black hair.

Persona: He's worried, like everyone else aboard the Mystic, but it's more so for his family than his crewmates. His squadron, Delta Three-Five-Niner-Seven, is pretty much the only operational squadron, since the others are either critical (all squadron members are injured to the point where they can't fight) or nonoperational (disbanded and/or deceased).

History: Still fresh from the Marine Academy, Roger has yet to experience true combat. Unfortunately, his squadron's transfer to the Mystic was poorly timed: His squadron was transferred only two months before the crash-landing. Now, faced with unthinkable odds, will he step up to the plate? Or will he and the rest of the crew perish?

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"MAYDAY!"

username: Gordon Frohman

Name: Nathan "Vortex" Vatz

Age: 27

--Rank: SFC
---Position: Marine
----Weapons: SAW m249 Squad Automatic Weapon; Black Hawk reverse bladed army knife; SA-223 pistol

Gender: Male

Looks: Buzzcut hair covered by his helmet, a modified version of the standard issue marine body armor modified for speed and defence, a hand-held GPS system attached to his left wrist, red eyes, black hair, and a scar over his right eye.

Persona: Had always looked after his squadmates, who sadly had all died in the crash. Always puts others before himself, cares more about other peoples lives then his own.

History: His squad had been transfered to the Mystic after there previous job had gotten there captain killed. They promoted Nathan to squad leader and thought he'd be safer aboard the mystic... How wrong they were.

(Accepted)

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((Great, so when can we start?))

(When enough people join. Don't worry; they'll find this thread soon enough and sign up)

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MAYDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Username: Dofa
Name: Dofa A. Conrad
Age: 645
Rank: sargent
Position: Marine
Weapon: Shotgun
Gender: Male
Looks: Blonde hair, blue eyes, looks very young (at least 20), hair waves down into his face, 6' 4", always wears a vizer over his eyes.
Personality: Kindly, does not like to be angered. Has a brittish accent. Also very serious a lot of the time.
History: Dofa faught in many wars. Revolutionary, Civil, Worl War I, World War II (He killed Hitler.), Cold War, and more. He is an inventor who discovered a youth potion in the 1700s, so he has lived for hundreds of years with his sister. His sister tormented him for all those years, causing him to join about every one, just to get away. (Lucky for him, he's impervious to gunshots since World War II.)

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(Dofa, please revise your bio to fit within the limits of the template)

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Dude... What do I gotta change?

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(Age, history, and sidearm (you did not specify one))

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(WHAT!!!??? I'm not changin' his entire history for one RP!!! I'm out!)

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(Why not? It wouldn't seem fair to the other players that you bent the rules...)

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