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[kj1225]

Penal Force is a game based partially on Rimworld’s setting where two factions, the freedom loving and resource hungry Coalition and the Authoritarian and resource hungry Empire, are vying for the control of a resource rich planet. You’re a force under the control of the Coalition being made to help with that by expanding the penal colony for the Coalition to gain a foothold on the planet..

The two factions each control expansive areas of space and are currently locked in a cold war. Under the control of both factions are worlds in various areas of technological development though most don’t know it. This means that within reason players could, for example, easily play a knight from a feudal world next to a cyborg gunslinger from a Rimworld. There is also magic, though none of you can use it except through enchanted items as it requires many mages to attain any appreciable effect. As a side note, you tend to not see enchanted items that are more complicated than a few hunks of metal attached using cloth due to each individual part needing to be enchanted with the same enchantment. Quicker and easier to just make a really nice sword and then slap a sharpness enchantment on it.

The system will be using fudge dice, to resolve conflicts. Everybody gets four dice to use. After rolling and seeing how many successes a character has they add their skill bonus to the roll. Then, their equipment bonuses will be added. Then the winner is decided. For attack rolls, if the winner is the attacker the loser will lose a dice. When out of dice, the character is incapacitated and should their allies not rescue them they will die at the mission’s end. Rescuing characters means you lose one die on all checks until you leave them or otherwise aren’t restricted by them. This lost die isn’t counted towards incapacitation. As a side note some enemies may try to take incapacitated allies. They will receive the same penalties as rescuing an ally.

If one is so inclined, they can heal a wounded ally and allow them to fight as if they were good as new. To succeed on a heal check you must roll your dice plus your relevant stats against the number of wounds the character has taken times 3. If you succeed you heal a wound.

Spoiler: Important information from The Friendly Coalition Penance Officer (click to show/hide)

Despite what some people say, Space isn’t the final frontier. For many men and women and others that honor belongs to the penal planet of Verminus. By all accounts anyone of importance would avoid it like the plague as the name implies. Sadly, while you all are prominent, you aren’t important. That would be why the Coalition has sent you as an expeditionary force (nominally) and when needed (most of the time) a special operations group. Because you’re the cheapest professionals money can buy. Literally, considering for one reason or another you were sent to prison before you were here. It’s a PENAL colony after all. You will be based in the colony of Luieding (Loo-ding), a fairly modern if sparse town. Your commanding officer and will meet you at your quarters to further to elaborate on what your job entails.

Spoiler: From Officer Brutus, your commander (click to show/hide)

 Officer Brutus is a large man, standing nearly seven feet tall with muscles that would make even a cyborg wrestler hesitate in offending him. And that’s even if you didn’t take into account that he shows signs of winning many hard fought battles. The room he briefs you in contains TVs (Not even modern ones, they’re only 4K), several couches (actually fairly comfortable ones), and some refreshment vendors (boasting foods to please whatever style you wish as long as it’s from the former nations of earth.). Overall, it’s got a fairly bare bones feel to it. Brutus gives you all a hard look before frowning.
”Wow, the really didn’t dig deep to acquire you guys, did they? Eh, you’re still miles above the militia this town has. And they outnumber you five to one! Sorry, just wanted to inject some humor into this... Anyways, you’ll be acting as a special operations force for the most part. That’ll entail clearing out the type of fauna that a few shots from a rifle can’t take down, looking into areas for expansion of resource extraction and the town itself, and sabotaging the Empire’s colony. I’m sure some of you are unhappy with that last one… Well truth be told I don’t really care since if you try anything I’ll activate the explosive chip they implanted while you were in hypersleep. Or it’ll activate if I die… on that cheery note, I’m going to need you all to fill out this form.”
The hulking man hands out a stack of papers asking general questions about your specialties and other basic details. The Coalition loves their forms.

Spoiler: Character sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: 
Age: 
Race:  The coalition does claim pretty much any planet with intelligent life in their sphere of influence, but they tend to not bother with non-humanoids as supplying them would be difficult. They never bother with races that can’t live on earthlike planets.
Appearance: 
Gender (if applicable): 

Backstory:

Level: 1

HP dice: 4 (You gain an HP die every third level and for certain pieces of equipment.)

Skills: You have four points to make skills. Skill levels max out at your dice level and give you successes equal to your skill level on related rolls. You gain 1 skill points ever level.

Equipment: You can have equipment that provides up to three dice, spread out among any number of pieces of equipment. This is the only way to have an extra die for the purposes of health.

Link to the Discord for any questions, Comments, or concerns:  https://discord.gg/7AbZqk8

[Sanure]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Tam Silverfang
Age:  19
Race:  Beastkin - Cat, Tam comes from a planet of beastlike humanoids, who live in a mostly civilized, yet equally frontier environment. Though not as technically advanced as Humans, they still managed to become a space faring race. The Beastkin culture depends on which species you talk to, but for a Catkin, the culture is mostly about freedom, food, and living lazily. One common trait shared by all Beastkin is their use of ancient looking weaponry. All beastkin pride artwork and storytelling, and their weaponry and armor depict this.
Appearance:


Gender: Female

Backstory: Tam came from a rather poor background. She never knew her dad, and her mom was never home except to sleep. Tam was forced into thievery to provide for her sisters. She kept this secret from them until one day she picked a rather alert and petty nobleman to act like robin hood on. She was caught, and forced into servitude (the noble threatened to have her and her sisters put in jail or worse, even though her sisters were not involved). Years later, and Tam finds out her sisters were forced into servitude as well and sold to various noblemen across the city. Tam was heartbroken, and at the age of 17 she committed her first murder. She took all of the money the noble had left, and left to find her sisters, getting caught and arrested a year later. At 19, Tam was offered a choice, serve out a life sentence for murder and robbery, or serve on Luieding as part of the Coalition. She asked them to find her sisters in return for her serving on the Penal force.

Level: 1

HP dice: 4 (You gain an HP die every third level and for certain pieces of equipment.)

Skills:
Cat-like Reflexes: +2
Cat Thief: +2

Equipment: 1
Fantasian Sabre: +2
Poet's Attire: +1 Armor Dice

[BlitzDungeoneer]

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Spoiler: the 10-foot tall tengu he was always meant to be (click to show/hide)

Name: Calvin Chaput
Age:  28
Race: Pengu, a race of extremely tall, purple humanoids who exclusively have long, hooked noses.
Appearance: Even among others of his race, Calvin is particularly tall at 10 feet, and particularly bulky, with muscles upon muscles upon muscles. He has no hair on his head to speak of, though his face is a different story, covered as it is by a bright blonde unibrow and a well-groomed moustache. He has a magnificent chin, and bright yellow eyes.

He wears a tattered brown cloak as a memento of times long past, when he was a but a bumbling child, seeking adventure and glory. He also wears a splendid golden belt, emblazoned with his family crest, the most prized possession of the Chaput family which he totally didn't steal when he left. He wears brown pants as well. No shoes, however, for a real man like him has no need for such things.
Gender (if applicable): MANLY MAN

Backstory: Calvin grew up far away from civilization with the rest of his family, who preferred to stay out of the politics of their country and instead relax and rest on their laurels. He, however, was not content with that. So one night, he took his clothes, the Golden Belt of the Chaput, and simply left, in search of worthy opponents. Along the way, he dealt with many a monster troubling villages, saved smeerps from trees and kept on searching.

However, having grown up far, far away from civilization with a family who preferred a... hands-off approach to parenting, as it were, left him with a very skewed view of morality and what was, and wasn't, legal. Like, say, attacking random military officials in the hopes of a good fight. And then accidentally killing them. And then looting their bodies, for good measure.

So he was sent to the Pits, the Pengu equivalent of prison, where you fight to the death for the amusement of the crowds until you either die or serve your sentence.

Now, he's a member of the Penis Penal(heh) Force.

Level: 1

HP dice: 4 (You gain an HP die every third level and for certain pieces of equipment.)

Skills:
Punching Things Really, Really Hard: +3
Barehanded Blocking: +1
Equipment: The Golden Belt of Chaput: +3 Armour Dice

[kj1225]

Alright Blitz, the sheet looks good. Welcome aboard.

[ironsnake345]

Ok, yikes, sheet in.

Spoiler: the bane of all dwarves (click to show/hide)

Name: Dellyn Borkowski
Age: 27
Race: Beastkin - Kea: A birdlike race of beastkin, best known for their hedonistic lifestyle and lack of regard for others. Keakin culture revolves almost solely around decadence; those who come to hold the greatest treasures are seen as kings. That is to say, they inspire both awe and intense hatred born of jealousy. Foul play and thievery are not uncommon among keakin, but neither are they unpunished.
They can't actually fly (on their own, anyway.)
Appearance: Dellyn stands a mere five feet tall, with greenish feathers covering his body. His mouth looks much like a bird's beak, though it does sport a set of small teeth within. His legs are built like talons, with feet more than capable of grasping onto objects, but his arms have the same feathery pattern as the rest of his body. He is not very muscular at all, being rather slim in addition to his short size. He dresses in dark clothing which covers most of his body, which tend to blend in quite well with the shadows, as well as a very ornate belt which carries an unusual enchantment.
Gender (if applicable): Male

Backstory: Dellyn grew up in a poor family, which left him and his family the subject of relentless ridicule from other keakin. At a young age, He decided he'd had enough of being the laughing stock of the place, and began stealing from those more fortunate than himself. At first, he spent a lot of time in jail for petty theft, but over a few years he'd perfected the art of thievery, and soon was able to turn things around for himself, leaving his family behind. Before long, his skills attracted the attention of others jealous of their superiors, who contracted him to rob their competitors blind. It was in this line of work, during a heist which almost ended with him caught, that he committed his first murder. Dellyn continued as a thief and occasional assasin for almost a decade before he was finally caught, arrested, and given a choice: Either fight for the coalition in Luieding, or fight for his life in prison.

Level: 1

HP dice: 4

Skills:
Knife fighting: +1
Combat evasion: +2
Thievery: +1

Equipment:
Wicked knives: +1
Belt of the thief: +2 Thievery

[SOLDIER First]

Spoiler: sideeyes kj (click to show/hide)

Name: Samuel Wilhelm
Age: 25
Race: Beastkin - Wolf. A more proud and sometimes arrogant race than the decadent Catkin, Wolfkin culture is all about strength and power. Disputes are settled with combat, be it wrestling, boxing, or a full-on fight to the death. However, as the Wolfkin understand this is simply a part of life, blood feuds resulting from a lost battle hardly ever come about; if you lost, your opponent was better than you, simple as that.

Appearance: Samuel stands at an easy nine feet tall, with shaggy brown fur and bright green eyes. He has two large ears and a giant tail, as well as clawed hands and feet. Samuel is very muscular and wears little clothing to accentuate it; mostly a pair of short leather pants, a white sash around his waist, and sandals. He also has several silver piercings in his right ear.
Gender/Sex: Mail

Backstory: Samuel's family is widely renowned in Wolfkin society for being excellent combatants, even compared to their race's standard. His father famously boasted you could count the amount of battles he had lost by counting your ears - made all the better by the local prevalence of Wolfkin missing ears as a result of particularly savage fights. It seemed that young Samuel was no different growing up; he won fights with relative ease and quickly proved himself just as capable as his parents. Unfortunately, however, this proved to be the Wolfkin's downfall the first time he left his planet and discovered that it was, in fact, illegal in most other societies to punch someone in the face because they looked like they were a good fighter.

Level: 1

HP: 4dF

Skills:
Unarmed Clawmbat: +2
Parrying Blows: +2

Equipment:
Sharpened Finger Clauwgments: +3 melee

[kj1225]

For anyone interested in healing, I have made an addition to the OP for such a thing. If you aren't interested, then disregard this I suppose.

[kj1225]

Spoiler: The good Doctor (click to show/hide)

Name:  Ajax "The Doctor" Florenceson
Age:  29
Race:  Human
Appearance:  This man reminds you of a waiting vulture. He has deep-set black eyes that are like two cups of black coffee. His fine, curly, red hair is worn in a style that reminds you of a tangled bush. He's got five o'clock shadow. He has a thin build. His skin is china-white. He has high cheekbones and a strong chin. His outfit is reminiscent of a black plague doctor's uniform though he only wears a surgery mask.
Gender (if applicable):  Male

Backstory: Ajax is actually a veteran of multiple conflicts in the rimworlds, patching up pretty much everyone no matter the side. While it is still illegal to shoot unarmed medics even with the cold war going on, they eventually did get him on charges of operating without a medical licence. As such he feels that the world owes him a favor and has abandoned pacifism to butcher his enemies.

Level: 1

HP dice: 4+1 (You gain an HP die every third level and for certain pieces of equipment.)

Skills:
Field Medicine: +2
Large blades: +1
Gunslinging: +1

Equipment: You can have equipment that provides up to three dice, spread out among any number of pieces of equipment. This is the only way to have an extra die for the purposes of health.
Armored coat: +1 armor die
Rusty Revolver: +1 ranged
Utility Machete: +1 Butchering

[wolfchild]

Hmm got an Idea, will write it up once i have finished eating

Spoiler: Feron, The Backstreet Blade (click to show/hide)

Name: Feron
Age: 15
Race: Corvin (Raven/Crow People)
Appearance: Approx 1 and a half meters tall, and covered in black feathers, Feron has taloned hands in addition to wings, and typically wears mottled black and grey clothing, he unconsiously adopts menacing poses
Gender (if applicable): Male

Backstory: Feron lost his parents at a young age, and life on the street was hard. He killed his first man at age 12, and finding he was good at it began a career as one of the more feared Hitmen. Making sure to never get emotionally attached to the killings, he was hard to track down. Once he was however, someone in charge thought it more useful to have a pet killer than a corpse, and he is being sent to the penal world as sort of a trial run.

Level: 1

HP dice: 4 (You gain an HP die every third level and for certain pieces of equipment.)

Skills:
Stealth - 2
Bladed Weapons - 1
Electronics Hacking -1

Equipment: Monomolecular Knife (2 Bonus to Stabing Things), Optical Camouflage (+1 to stealth)

[kj1225]

Wolf is in.

In case anyone is interested, the final slot is going to be open until I start the game on the 20th.

[ironsnake345]

I guess I better write my character, then.

[Screech9791]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Gilbert
Age: 16
Race: Felosian (A humanoid cat-like race, having a lifespan about 60-70% of a human's. Their tech level is around industrial era.)
Appearance: A mix of a ragdoll cat and a sabretooth.
Gender: attack helicopter Male

Backstory: Being a hunter of his pride, Gilbert was out in the wilds hunting for delicious animals to cook and feed his pride. One time, when he was out hunting, he managed to rupture the heart of a thrumbo, making him famous in his pride with the kill of the tough animal.

Level: 1

HP dice: 4

Skills:
Ranged +2
Guns +1
Cooking +1


Equipment:
Bolt-Action Rifle +1 ranged
Piercing ammo box +2 ranged with bolt-action guns

[kj1225]

Final chance to submit sheets and force me to actually choose them.

[kj1225]

Well, that's the dead line for sheets.
The players can expect the game up by tomorrow at the latest. I'd also like to ask that all players join the discord server.
If you happen to want to join still, don't worry. I will allow extra players in if the original ones get killed or leave the game for some other reason.