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[Gotdamnmiracle]

Ninth day without a shower... Again. It's usually not too bad, planet side but when you are trapped in the confines of a vessel things become more, potent, so we say? The smell of unwashed bodies remains ripe, seeping through passage ways, mixing with the smell that wafts from engineering spaces, which can only be described as burnt metals, creating the odoriferous setting for the day.

 You curse under your breath as you wipe the sleep from your eyes, after taking over for the last person on watch. The amber screens light up splaying golden light across the small cockpit as you fiddle with one of the switches. 
"We gotta port soon or we are all going to lose our minds."
Mentally you rebut your own statement. You know that you have not scavved nearly enough to come back with any sort of profit, and with that thought enamoring your drowsy mind, you switch between scanning systems.

Nothing, nothing, nothing... "Must be the iron junking up our picture." You clear your throat and lean back in what was once a relatively nice pilots seat. You close your eyes (a dangerous thing to do, just waking up and all, but you are a dangerous person.) and take a quick account of your situation.

four Sol days ago you planted your vessel in the asteroid pocket around Reliquary in the hopes of scavving some sweet find from the killingfield between the Reliquary Militias and the JUK forces. Sadly it seems you have either been to unlucky, late, or stupid to figure it out. Now you are running into the last half of your supplies and your crew are getting restless with the lack of "Score".

An alarm on your watch goes off, bringing you from the point of passing out again, and getting lost in the shitty acoustics of the wire and screen filled room. "Well it's official," You shut the alarm off "We are now illegally trespassing. Lemme just add that to the list."

You mentally tally your criminal record in the next couple of hours until you are relieved. What the hell else are you going to do, right?

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Hey guys! I''m back. Figured I would recycle this idea a little bit and see if we can't get a pretty good crowd. Serious Scifi RP. Please nothing silly. Also for our less intuitive followers, that is a character prompt. Only one for now. Please make it read like this:

Name:
Sex:
History:
Accounted Crimes Against the Hegemony Are As Follows:

I like detail. Paragraphs are not discouraged. Please again, nothing too crazy. You cover this guy, I will handle the rest. Ie, ship specs, crew, yadi yada.

Let's get this train wreck a rollin'!

 

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Will update tomorrow. I like to update more often, but his is the beginning, so we'll see what we get.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Bumping.

[Andres]

Name: Anita Skystrider
Sex: Female
History: A single child with an unknown father, Anita took to the streets at age 8 after her mother was beaten to death in a mugging. A few years later spent doing odd jobs and gathering favours eventually earned her a ship and a crew, and took to the life of a scavenger.
Accounted Crimes Against the Hegemony Are As Follows:

• 16 counts of pickpocketing
• 5 counts of burglary
• 6 count of breaking and entering
• 2 counts of murder
• 1 count of trespassing

[~Neri]

+1~

[tntey]

Name: Anita Skystrider
Sex: Female
History: A single child with an unknown father, Anita took to the streets at age 8 after her mother was beaten to death in a mugging. A few years later spent doing odd jobs and gathering favours eventually earned her a ship and a crew, and took to the life of a scavenger.
Accounted Crimes Against the Hegemony Are As Follows:

• 16 counts of pickpocketing
• 5 counts of burglary
• 6 count of breaking and entering
• 2 counts of murder
• 1 count of trespassing

+1

[Gotdamnmiracle]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

A Skywalker clone, seriously? Alright. We got a winner.

Name: Anita Skystrider
Sex: Female
History: A single child with an unknown father, Anita took to the streets at age 8 after her mother was beaten to death in a mugging. A few years later spent doing odd jobs and gathering favours eventually earned her a ship and a crew, and took to the life of a scavenger.
Accounted Crimes Against the Hegemony Are As Follows:

• 16 counts of pickpocketing
• 5 counts of burglary
• 6 count of breaking and entering
• 2 counts of murder
• 1 count of trespassing

You chew at your nails while pondering times gone by. Lots of failed pickpocketing attempts, a bit of B&E, one self defense gone wrong, one hit gone right, and now trespassing. You feel fairly comfortable knowing most of those records aren't tracked during the schism and a lot are from your home world, which you don't plan on revisiting any time soon. After you got enough money to get that craft, it was less that you chose the Windstrider, but it chose you. The name just kinda fell in as an inside joke that sorta stuck.

Once more you almost fade back into sleep thinking about some colonial teenage junky you used to crush over when a ping rattles the entire room.

You nearly fall out of your chair and grab the consoles. Info is spitting out rapidly and updating the heavily glowing HUD.

A vessel is approaching... a big one. Apparently the asteroids helped it sneak up on you. And continue sneaking right past you. Scratch that, it hasn't even noticed. A garbled automated warning reaches you, and spits out a bunch of angr Korean so they are definitely JUK, you maneuver around a bit, taking a little liberty with you hiding place and get a visual.

"Bingo!" A red and Blue painted gun less broadside with that yin-yang thing in the center. Oooh yeah That's a Joint Union Korean. I always thought the name a bit redundant, but it seems to do them fine. A big clunky transport vessel is pushing through the belt banging against asteroids. It seems to be going pretty fast for a vessel of that size, nothing you can't catch up with of course, just odd. Also another odd thing is that there seems to be no escort whatsoever.

You pause for a moment to think about your plan before you rally the troops.

Spoiler: The Windstrider (click to show/hide)

Maintenance class vessel

2/2 Mining Laser (M)
2/2 Mining Laser (M)
3/4 Vacuum Torch Cutter
5/5 Retractable Arms

Cargo space 20/140 full
Life support systems 25/25
Engineering 30/30
Hull 37/45

Spoiler: INV (click to show/hide)

14 Basic Materials
6 Advanced Materials

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Alright, let's see how we do. Figure out what you guys want to do and then I will introduce our crack team. Any questions, please ask.

[~Neri]

((...Skywalker clone? Wat?))

[Andres]

In my defence she didn't start off as one. Her original name was Anita Belkerov. I changed it to Anita Skystrider when I realised the parallels between the two (same first two letters in first name, father non-existent, mother brutally killed, doing a revenge on the killers) and also it was in space so why not? Bit surprised GM didn't notice that there were only 5 burglaries to match with 6 B&Es, plus the murders, the backstory, and the obvious Skywalker cloning (cloning! Like in Star Wars! GEDDIT!?)

Stealthily follow the vessel.