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[Skyrunner]

In the world, there used to be two 'earths' : there was the underearth, called the Underearth, for rather obvious reasons, and then there was another earth high in the sky above the Underearth. In fact, it was so high that it was impossible to see it. The sky earth was called either the Upperearth or the Celestial Earth. Between the two earths was a giant sea floating in the air, called the Middle Ocean. And connecting the two was a thin tower, like a spider thread hanging between a pair of shields. It was named Sky Tower at first, but as time passed, and as it blocked the tower, the name was slowly forgotten to the ravages of time...

The Cartel. The Imperial Flowers and Thorns. Two groups that directly oppose each other, yet both have a common goal, destroying the blockade at the tower. It is one of the few paths to the Underworld, and is perhaps the most heavily defended. Who defends it is unknown, but what -is- sure is that almost every person who attempted to run the blockade came back as a smoking pile of cinders, or worse.

The blockade has stood fast for a couple hundred years now, and the Upper and Under worlds are widely diverged. The Upperearth has abandoned magic due to a series of incidents long ago, and has pursued technology with the single-minded focus of a rabid dog. The Underearth, conversely, has continued on with its development of magic alongside technology. They are more primitive, by Celestial standards, but the magic items they have are quite coveted.

The Cartel smuggles technology, mostly firearms but every once in a while other ones, such as clockwork spider sentinels, to the Underearth, and acquire magic items to supply to various unsavory (in the Imperial opinion) groups who more often than not are planning to overthrow the Imperial regime in a shouting of revolution.

The Imperial Flowers/Thorns are highly trained and skilled agents, picked at youth and trained to be loyal to the Empress, who are given orders to act freely to uphold the integrity of the Empress's lands. This duty usually means that they attempt to stop the Cartel from crossing the world's border, and also that they don't need to uphold petty virtues like 'a fair trial' or 'humane prisoner treatment' or 'mercy'. Studies conducted by the Cartel has shown that the Imperials are especially lacking in the last one, for some reason.

You are a new and rising young talent in the Cartel, tasked with two missions : one, smuggle and raise as much a profit as you can, and two, find a way to run the blockade reliably.

This RTD is -not- first come first serve.
Judging of sheets is done by:
  45% bio
  30% grammar/general English usage.
  15% past RTD history
  10% transfat

This RTD's setting is . . . in the Upperearth, where technology has dominated over magic. Typical weapons would include bowguns, revolvers, handcannons, semi-automatic weapons, flying robots of missiley doom, big freaking laser wave motion guns, photon bombs shot from somewhere far away, rice cookers that act like an oversized Tesla coil, clockwork robots that eat TNT for breakfast, anti-tank-revolving-missile-launchers, grenades, magical bullets imbued with explosive fiah or freezing ice...

...but strangely little electricity. D:

Spoiler: Character sheet (click to show/hide)

Name:
Gender:
Age: (preferably on the younger side)
Race: (Human, Celestial Human, Dragonoid, other upon request.)

Short bio :
Appearance:

Preferred weapon tree : (Robotics / Heavy Weapons / Spitfire / Ranger / Generalist)

Ability focus: (pick two)
  Strength
  Intelligence
  Dexterity

Skills : (choose two)

Cartel profit cut :
  50% commission
  20% housing & upkeep
  19% pyramid commission
  10% Imperial tax

= 1% for ye. Can improve profit cuts by doing great (in the Cartel's opinion, which usually involves either killing Imperial Thorns/Flowers, or making unexpectedly large profit) deeds.

A Dragonoid is a bipedal humanoid drake-like thing without wings and with a distinctive reptile head. They are usually tall and muscular.


Robotics : Aforementioned clockwork or steamwork robots, flying missile platforms, humongous mecha... etc.
Heavy Weapons : Gatling guns, anti-tank revolving-missile-launchers, lazor guns, photon bombs . . .
Spitfire : Overcome obstacles by shooting them full of a couple hundred bullets a minute, with a couple magically enhanced grenades thrown in for good measure.

Rangers : Get close and personal, mixing up kicks and smacking with a gun, high maneuverability, and wickedly accurate vital shots.

Generalist : Do everything everyone else does, but worse.


NOTE : You will have to keep track of stats and inventory.

[Skyrunner]

I might add something like 'prestige classes', nifty things that could be useful but isn't worthy enough for a whole class of its own.

[Caellath]

Writing.
Ow the classes are good. It gets me in doubt.

Sheet done.

Spoiler: Character (click to show/hide)

Name: Narte Ferrusleo (relative?)
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Race: Human
Short bio : Narte has little remembrance of his younger years before he was picked up at a very young age by the man who raised him. Said man was an old smith of mechanisms and small metal wonders, . Young Narte was fascinated by his creations, following the lead of his "father" and growing up as someone very talented as a creative inventor and mechanic, taking special love for the large suits of mechanic armor. Both shared ideas and dreams, and the young boy was happy to live by the man's side even though he had no idea of whom his true parents were.
That peace was only disturbed one day, when both took a walk at the street. Two ruffians quickly attacked both man and teen with knives, and as Narte struggled for his life, finally managing to elbow the attacker's hand and setting himself free from his grasp, he saw a disturbing scene. His "father" had been killed as he struggled, stabbed several times while the youngster was focused on saving himself. The criminal had already escaped, but the one aiming for the teen did not escape. No, he didn't, and to this day even the teen himself does not remember what he did to the attacker. But even him does not want to remember.
He blamed himself, but above all, he wanted to find out where his father murderer was, and joined the Cartel hoping to get enough information and cash to track down the man.

Appearance: Yellow eyes, very long light blue hair which reaches his thighs, mostly tied in a braid. Lean, agile, close to average, pale-skinned body.

Preferred weapon tree : Robotics

Ability focus: (pick two)
  Intelligence
  Dexterity

Skills : Expert Pilot - Mechas
          Excellent Mechanic - For the Mechas!

Cartel profit cut :
  50% commission
  20% housing & upkeep
  19% pyramid commission
  10% Imperial tax

= 1% for ye. Can improve profit cuts by doing great (in the Cartel's opinion, which usually involves either killing Imperial Thorns/Flowers, or making unexpectedly large profit) deeds.

[Tiruin]

Spoiler: Finished! (click to show/hide)

Name: Syra Liene
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Race: Kitsune (Count as Human if the race is not allowed, depiction in {})

{The Kitsune, or 'Fox'. Stories depict them as intelligent beings and as possessing magical abilities that increase with their age and wisdom, yet as known by those in Upperearth, they are reknowned for their analytical and creative skills, making their acts look like 'magic' to most. Among these is the ability to assume human form. While some folktales speak of kitsune employing this ability to trick others—as foxes in folklore often do—other stories portray them as faithful guardians, friends, lovers, and wives, the latter due to the thinking on the race as predominantly female.

Foxes and human beings lived close together both in the Upperearth and in the Underearth, the latter primarily; this companionship gave rise to legends about the creatures, compared to the actual race. Kitsune have become closely associated with spirits (due to the symbolic relationship with the fox), and are said to serve as divine messengers. This role has reinforced the fox's supernatural significance. The more tails a Kitsune has—they may have as many as nine—the older, wiser, and more powerful it is. Because of their potential power and influence, some people make offerings to them as to a deity. This is basically allowed, through generosity and mutuality for those who know the Kitsune.}

Short bio : Syra grew up in a harsh environment, one of the sectors of the Upperearth, and grew thus: a female of hardy will and flexible attitude, her years have come and gone with the rigors of experience pressed deep into her psyche - common sense being the primary. After her fifteenth year, she decided to put her life and training to good use; for though she wasn't able enough to fit into the military, she served in her own way: a vigilante of the streets. Her only item that mattered to her being her own body and a gun she picked up by other Kitsune as a gift they'd received, useful for close quarters combat. Eventually, she was caught up with the Cartel, or was it she that caught up to them?

Appearance: Before you is a woman of five and a half feet tall. Her complexion is light, complementing her eyes, shaded deep brown, and long black hair tied into a braid at the back and falling until shoulder-length. She is lean in figure and has a small, white scar on her left cheek. She usually wears light common attire, preferring colors of blue.

{If Kitsune is picked: With light brown fur, a fox-like humanoid stands before you at six feet in height. A single fluffy tail is seen from behind her, almost as long as the whole length of her lower body. Her gender cannot be precisely mentioned by humans, as they have trouble distinguishing without the 'normal' female features. She is still in the same lightweight common attire, though, now with a white band stretching down both her arms, ending at the back of her hands. It's origin is uncertain, as at the arm base, it blends in with the fur.}

Preferred weapon tree : Ranger

Ability focus: (pick two)
  Strength
  Dexterity

Skills : (choose two)
  Martial Arts
  Parkour

Cartel profit cut :
  50% commission
  20% housing & upkeep
  19% pyramid commission
  10% Imperial tax

= 1% for ye. Can improve profit cuts by doing great (in the Cartel's opinion, which usually involves either killing Imperial Thorns/Flowers, or making unexpectedly large profit) deeds.

For once Timezones agree with me. Yay! Skyrunner!

Also, Sky Tower? Sounds...familiar. :3

[Skyrunner]

You pluck the skills from tha' stratosphere.
Just make one up. O_o

[Tiruin]

Is it possible to have an underearth Artificier character? (Skills going in magic to aid technology?  )

[Caellath]

What is the difference between humans and Celestial humans?

[monk12]

This sounds like a cool setting- I'm in.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Dorian Chronis
Gender: M
Age: 20
Race: Dragonoid

Appearance: Dorian is short for a Dragonoid, not even six feet high, with a wiry frame. His metallic grey scales are traced with fine scars and small burns from his years of mechanic work.
Short bio: Considered a runt by the other Dragonoids, Dorian preferred to spend his time building and racing mecha- he could build those as big and strong as he wanted! Unfortunately, mech racing is an expensive hobby; unable to sustain himself on the circuit without a sponsor, Dorian turned to the Cartel for funding. His quick reactions and elusive nature made him well suited for the life of a smuggler, and Dorian found the thrill and excitement of such missions surpassed that of the racing world. Now, Dorian hopes to test his skills against the greatest challenges the blockade can present him.

Preferred weapon tree: Robotics

Ability focus: Intelligence + Dexterity

Skills : (choose two)

Ace Pilot- Dorian is an expert at handling mechanical vehicles with precision and poise, whether on land, sea or earth!

Expert Mechanic- Dorian has a good understanding of how mechanical things operate from years of building and customizing his own mechas.

And lord, 10% trans fat? This game better be damn delicious...

[Spaghetti7]

I think I'll attempt in on this. Looks nice.

Spoiler: Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: Carl Duggan
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Race: Human

Short bio : From his first day at school, Carl's parents began to worry. Worry that he was too brash, too quick-tempered when he came back with a bloody nose. Too arrogant when he spoke of beating up a boy several years older than him. Worried that, maybe, They might take an interest in him.
So they kept quiet, ignoring scuffles he got into and always answering angry teachers with "Sorry, it won't happen again." and a smile. This seemed to be working, until the third day of the Great Riots over the blockade. The night of his childhood's death. That night a group of looters, probably from the Lower Quad, burnt down Carl's house. He was the only survivor.
To say this was a turning point in his life would be downplaying it. From this day forwards, for 7 years, Carl has trained with one sole purpose in mind:
Breaking the Blockade.
Appearance: Carl is incredibly muscly, having been training for most of his life. With his small head topped with shaved black hair sitting upon his huge body, some have said he looks ridiculous. Some of them are no longer alive.

Preferred Weapon Tree: Heavy Weapons

Ability focus: (pick two)
  Strength
  Intelligence

Skills :
Ironflesh - always won playground fights due to a high pain threshold.
Packhorse - Carl's immense strength helps him to life vast weights.

Cartel profit cut :
  50% commission
  20% housing & upkeep
  19% pyramid commission
  10% Imperial tax

= 1% for ye. Can improve profit cuts by doing great (in the Cartel's opinion, which usually involves either killing Imperial Thorns/Flowers, or making unexpectedly large profit) deeds.

Finished now. I think. Finally.

[wolfchild]

Spoiler: Now Complete (click to show/hide)

Name: Jade Tesserect
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Race: Therian (Description follows, count as a normal human if you do not like the race)
{Therians seem to be born to normal humans both rarely and randomly. Mostly they appear human, however they have small animal traits (always the same animal in the same therian, but there is no set animal), when these traits can be disguised, therians typically live like humans. Otherwise a small but noticeable amount of the population consider therians mentally deficient and treat them accordingly.}

Short bio : Born in a relatively well-to-do settlement, Jade grew up asking two main questions, why and how; mostly about mechanical objects. She showed the promise of growing up to become a great technician, but this changed when her town, which lay on a major trade route was attacked by a group she could not identify (not a weird shadow organisation, she just did not know). This organisation raided the town for it's wealth and after the easily liquidated assets were taken, the raiders left. Jade helped to rebuild the town but her technical know-how was re-directed, she started working with weapons.  Eventually she creates Cecil; a prototype heavy weapon, which, by utilising a special software, can assimilate other weaponry, identify common components, and as a whole, weigh less than all the weapons it can simulate (but still more than any individual weapon). Once she made Cecil she left to get military training, not wanting to be helpless ever again; but over time she became jaded and started to look out for herself as a top priority, then she found the Cartel, or perhaps it was the Cartel who found her.

Appearance: Jade has a wiry build that disguises her strength, her red hair is cropped to neck length. Her eyes are steel grey, but reflect light like those of a wolf(or just steel grey eyes if you don't like therians). Jade almost always sports bruises from when she bangs into things as a daily occurrence.

Preferred weapon tree : Heavy Weapons

Ability focus:
  Strength
  Intelligence

Skills :
Weapon Technology (Understands how to create and maintain advanced weapons
Behemoth Training (Has training in the use of Heavy, Powered armour)
Cartel profit cut :
  50% commission
  20% housing & upkeep
  19% pyramid commission
  10% Imperial tax

= 1% for ye. Can improve profit cuts by doing great (in the Cartel's opinion, which usually involves either killing Imperial Thorns/Flowers, or making unexpectedly large profit) deeds.

[Caellath]

@wolfchild: Wouldn't the [steampunk/clockwork] powered armor be more akin to robotics?

[Tiruin]

Oh. OH! Finally got my answer  .

Sheet done.

Spaghetti7, you need to choose two abilities and make two skills.

And lord, 10% trans fat? This game better be damn delicious...

W-will our sheets be eaten? O_o

[Caellath]

lol, kitsune. I was considering it, but I guess I'll go through with Azastre, the human blue-haired boy.

[cerapa]

Spoiler: Serat Palitra (click to show/hide)

Name: Serat Palitra
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Race: Human

Short bio : While the Cartel mostly deals in technology, it also gets a few more "exotic" requests. Serat was one of those requests. Born to an ex-smuggler. Ex due to losing a leg in his last run. His lost leg left him unable to run the blockade, and left him stranded on the Underearth. He was a roboticist, and took the change harshly. The more primitive Underearth seemed like a deathtrap at best. And so, he was forced to settle down in a place he hated. A while later, he had a son. He scrounged up whatever money he could and got back in contact with the Cartel, to save his son from this hellish place. And so Serat was sent to live in the Upperearth.
Sadly Serats father had left no instructions on who to leave him with. And the Cartel had no choice but to take the boy in. And so he has lived his life. Raised by the Cartel, but mostly acting as a lackey and messenger. But he has learned a few tricks to complement his stature.
Appearance: Relatively tall, with unkempt brown hair. He wears practical clothes, but also a tie and other things more commonly seen in higher-class people. This leaves him looking relatively mismatched, but complements the way he moves. Every few second he seems to look behind himself to make sure he is not followed, and prepares to pounce on anything that is, but at all other times, he acts as if standing among nobility.

Preferred weapon tree : Generalist ("Can I take your old gun? No? Damn, means I need to use a crowbar again.")

Ability focus:
  Intelligence ("You fine gentlemen arent Imperials, right?")
  Dexterity ("Cause Imperials are good people, _{that certainly wouldnt be interested in the letter I just ate while you werent looking.})

Skills :
  Smooth talker ("No, I swear I am not carrying secret messages to the cartel!")
  Sprinter ("But guessing by those guns pointed at me, you dont believe me.")

Cartel profit cut :
  50% commission
  20% housing & upkeep
  19% pyramid commission
  10% Imperial tax

Wait...if we have to pay pyramid commission, does that mean that we could profit by recruiting others?

[Tiruin]

lol, kitsune. I was considering it, but I guess I'll go through with Azastre, the human blue-haired boy.

Welcome back, Azastre!