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[Nakéen]

At some point, in a galaxy somewhere in some universe...

A space RTD following our ragtag bunch of misfits calling themselves crew in their adventures.

Before getting started:
1) Create a character
2) Choose a Captain (if no agreement can be reached, a battle royale may ensue)
3) Choose a vessel, and christen her/him!
4) Activate Thrusters!

Spoiler: Setting (click to show/hide)

In some universe in some galaxy with many spacefaring species (humans included), what else to do but buy a ship and escape from the grasp of gravity?

Spoiler: Rules (click to show/hide)

There will be at least two kind of rolls in this game: Event Rolls and Action Rolls.

Event Rolls will follow the basic RTD system:
[1]: Critical Failure [Very Bad]
[2]: Failure [Bad]
[3]: Mild Success [Okay]
[4]: Success [Good]
[5]: Critical Success [Very Good]
[6]: Overshoot [OH MY GOODNESS]

Actions Rolls will be affected by modifiers:

Code: [Select]

Mod - Crit Fail - Failure   -    Okay   -  Success  -  Critical - Overshoot
...
-3:      1 2    -   3 4 5   -     6     -     7     -     8     -     9
-2:      1 2    -    3 4    -     5     -     6     -     7     -     8
-1:       1     -    2 3    -     4     -     5     -     6     -     7
 0:       1     -     2     -     3     -     4     -     5     -     6
+1:       1     -     2     -     3     -    4 5    -     6     -     7
+2:       1     -     2     -     3     -    4 5    -    6 7    -     8
+3:       1     -     2     -     3     -   4 5 6   -    7 8    -     9
...

Spoiler: Ship Parameters and Travelling in Space (click to show/hide)

-Hull:
The ship's hull integrity. Protect you from the hostile environment of space.

-Power:
The energy reserves of the Ship. Many actions consume Power, and some modules constantly drain Power to operate.

-Hold:
The storage space available in the Ship.

-Modules:
A term to encompass anything you can install on a ship, from armaments to new systems. Depending on the modules, some may cost Hold or/and Power.

-Jumping:
Jumping from hex to hex consumes Power.
A Long Jump consumes 5 Jumps worth of Power.

-Jump Gates:
Going through a Jump Gate costs no power. They are not limited to a single destination.

Spoiler: Turn List (click to show/hide)

Turn 0: The Crew
Turn 0a: Thrusters Online
Turn 1: Weapons Systems Online
Turn 2: sorry accident
Turn 3: Just another day for the Hub's Security
Turn 4: It may be time to take off, eh?
Turn 5: Finally, the start of the adventure
Turn 6: The Megnat Spaceport (Planet Gavarle)

Spoiler: Character Sheet (click to show/hide)

Name: <How should other call you?>
Species: <What are you? If you create a species, just describe it in Description.>
Job: <What do(or did) you do for a living?>
Age: <For Flavor>
Description: <Physical and Psychological Description>

Background: <Flavorful flavor>

Attributes:
You have 4 points to allocate. You may distribute them like you wish, as long as no Attribute goes under 2 or above 7.
4 is the human adult median, 2 is severely impaired, and 6 is far above the normal human.

Strength: 4                   (Useful for hanging on to dear life when the hull to your right has been breached.)
Constitution: 4              (Space sickness will be the least of your worries.)
Dexterity: 4                  (Handle this plasma cutter carefully.)
Intelligence: 4              (All this space technobabble has to mean something.)
Fortitude: 4                  (In space, no one can hear you scream. Except them. Just joking. Still, don't scream though.)
Luck: 4                        (You are gambling your life after all.)

Traits:
<Something you were born with. Or earned along the way. From disease to special resistance to allergy to preferences>

Skills:
<The GM will fill that part. If you have requests for things you are good at, list them here.>

Special Skills:
<If you are a famous scholar of void krill ecology, it will probably goes there.>

Belongings:
<If you want to start with something exotic>

Spoiler: Example: Karak Tar Chiite the Template (click to show/hide)

Name: Karak Tar Chiite, short Karak
Species: a Template
Job: Model
Age: If you ask, the answer is 42.
Description:
Karak's font color is black. He is made of bad puns and a reference. Like the others of his species, he is a shapeshifter.

He is pretty hardworking and versatile, able to take on various jobs if need be. A master actor, he has no problem endorsing many different identities. He follow the rules, and if a job need to be done, he will diligently work on it.

Background:
Karak was a model for as long as he can remember. He makes a decent living from his job as a model. He travel the world offering his services.

Attributes:
Strength: 4
Constitution: 2
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 5
Fortitude: 6
Luck: 7

Traits:
Shapeshifter

Skills:
-Acting (Really Good)
-Cooking (Good)

Special Skills:
-Impersonation

Belongings:
A suit and a necktie.

More will be added. If you have questions, feel free to ask!

[Nakéen]

Players List

Spoiler: Katerina (click to show/hide)

Name: Katerina
Species: Human
Job: Asteroid-Miner, past-tense; she was fired from her post for improper conduct
Age: 29
Description: Katerina is a tall person, standing at 6'3", with her brown hair tied in a short pony-tail. Her body was once finely toned, but she has slightly increased in weight recently. She wears surprisingly comfortable clothes, often walking around in pajamas.

Background: Katerina is a lazy person. She was fired from her job because she barely did her job. She hails from the systems of X-786, formerly part of the Russian Star Corporations until the entire cluster rebelled and formed their own alliance. A child during the war, she was emotionally scarred by the horrors she witnessed, and presently she barely feels any emotions at all; or any drive to excel, hence her lack of motivation.

Attributes:

Strength: 5                   
Constitution: 5             
Dexterity: 6                 
Intelligence: 5             
Fortitude: 4                 
Luck: 3                       

Traits:
Human (Species): You are a Human, resourceful and adaptable.
Psychopathy: Will never hesitate to pull the trigger on a life form, or to do something that would cause others even a moment of pause.

Skills:
Leadership 0
Diplomacy 0
Trading 0
Ship Operating 0
Navigation 1
Piloting 1
Artillery 1
Mechanics 1
Medicine 0
Science 0
Combat 2
<Improvised weaponry>

Special Skills:
Mining Tools Operator 2: Mining tools have no secrets to you.
Asteroid Prospection 1: Unsurprisingly, your old job required very specifics knowledge.
Zero-G Operator 1: You are used to operating in the vacuum of space.

Belongings:
-A small ruby ring, looted from a body she found on her homeworld

Spoiler: Jim J. Barkley (click to show/hide)

Name: Jim J. Barkley
Species: Canis lupus familiaris, var. hyperintelligent Great Dane
Job: Holistic Security Expert
Age: 9
Description: A grizzled yet energetic gray-coated Great Dane descended from a long line of thoroughbred cybernetically enhanced, genetically tailored canines, Jim J. Barkley is for all intents and purposes a large dog, if one that's noticeably more clever than an average person and able to speak by virtue of a thought-to-speech module installed in his throat (assisted by the regular dog noises he can naturally make for the twofold noble purpose of making him sound cartoonishly approachable and give no indication of how intelligent he genuinely is).

Background: For the past 7 years of his life after graduating from one of Milwaukee 5's Integrated Police Institute Jim has worked a large number of jobs - first he did a spell in the K-9000 police unit he was assigned to after graduation before being quietly let go for certain disagreements with the authorities, leading him to his true passion - private security. Specifically, holistic private security, or the business of explaining to customers why it is absolutely integral that Jim and a variety of ultimately disposable partners he keeps misplacing would be best able to provide you security by being off the premises ('working behind the scenes', if you will) and, indeed, off the planet they were hired on. You never know what kind of insights with regards to safety of a noted figure or installation you can come upon when pursuing a matter that, to unskilled eyes, would seem entirely unrelated. That's what makes Jim the expert, you know - he's got a nose for these things.

For instance, right now Jim is busy guarding the life and livelihood of the High King of the asteroid Helsinki-1991 after he started developing the suspicion that his claim on exotic Tzo crystals was going to make him a target for people such as his Tylflgrlian ex-wife, his Glarzanian former partners (one of which he suspects might be sleeping with his ex-wife) or that shady guy from Van Diemen's Planet who led him to buy the asteroid to begin with. This would appear to be an open-and-shut kind of case to the untrained security person, but Jim is certain that the matter requires nothing less than a space journey to parts unknown to get to the bottom of the risks and parties involved. And, of course, a generous advance to help his partner Ralph Rabbit keep his office going and cover travel expenses.

Attributes:
Strength: 4
Constitution: 4
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Fortitude: 4
Luck: 6

Traits:
Canis lupus familiaris (Species): You are a Canis lupus familiaris, the pinnacle of canine evolution.
No Hands: look, ma, genetic modification will only take you so far. Jim does have double the number of legs, however.
Cyberhound: all the incredible powers dogs are known for (mostly smelling things good, biting, digging holes and making noise) but enhanced further with the eldritch science and technology of the IPI!
Man's Best Friend: inherently trustworthy and liked by humans everywhere.
Ex-Cop: familiar and proficient with high-tech government police work.

Skills:
Leadership 1
Diplomacy 1
Trading 0
Ship Operating 1
Navigation 0
Piloting 0
Artillery 0
Mechanics 1
Medicine 1
Science 1
Combat 1

Special Skills:
Holistic Insights 2: for something that looks like completely random chance, Jim has a shockingly good track record with serendipity.
Security Expert 2: An adept at handling a wide array of security systems.
Tracking 1: As expected of a canine of his pedigree.
Information Gathering 1: That's an ex-cop for you.

Belongings:
Voice-Activated Claw Drone: it's not quite a pair of hands, but it does serve as one hand in a pinch.
(Anti)Bugging Tools: all the tools you need to make a solid enough bug out of consumer electronics and/or check for bugs in your vicinity.

Spoiler: Edwin 'Starbeard' Tex (click to show/hide)

Name: Edwin 'Starbeard' Tex
Species: Space pirate (They are born with big beards. They can survive in space a little bit more than the common human.)
Job: Space Pirate Pirate
Age: Probably arround 30 or 40, you can't ask him because he can't count. And he can't talk either.
Description: Stout and robust, bald and with a enormus black beard. His left eye is covered by a black eyepatch and has a gold tooth.

Background: A common space pirate. He has raided multiple ships and stations across the universe just like any other space pirate. Until he suddenly lost his voice, fortune and luck for stealing cursed gold from a cursed space temple, which then caused the loss of ship, his old crew and his left eye. He now looks for a new ship and crew to find a cure to his bad luck in the endless universe. Also to raid more ships.

Attributes:

Strength: 6
Constitution: 6
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 2
Fortitude: 6
Luck: 2

Traits:
Space Pirate (Species): You are a Space Pirate, a born raider.
Missing eye: His left eye is missing.
Greedy: He likes shiny things like gold and jewels.
Cursed: Can't talk.
Ambidextrous: Using both hands, can wield two weapons.
Kleptomaniac: No loot must be left unlooted.

Skills:
Leadership 0
Diplomacy 0
Trading 0
Ship Operating 2
Navigation 1
Piloting 1
Artillery 1
Mechanics 1
Medicine 0
Science 0
Combat 2
<Marksmanship>
<Swordsmanship>

Special Skills:
Dual wielding: He can use both a space pirate sabre and a space pirate flintlock gun at the same time with both hands. And he is good at it
Appraising 1: He may have only one eye, this one can discern the fake from the real thing.

Belongings:
Space pirate flintlock gun: Uses special bullets and powder that can work in the void of space and at great distances.
Space pirate sabre: Specially made to be able to cut ship hulls and breaking in.
Space pirate clothing: Doubles as a basic space suit. Has a cool space pirate hat too.

Spoiler: Sneed the 38th (click to show/hide)

Name: Sneed the 38th
Species: Slimeon Progenitor
Job: Adventurer
Age: 259 (In a Slimeon life cycle, this is equivalent to a teenager)
Description: A large green blob approximately 6 feet in width and 9 feet in height. It's skin is slightly transparent, and it possesses 3 eyes, a large mouth with a functioning vocal organ system, and 6 gelatinous tentacles, capable of functioning as arms.

Background: Sneed grew up on its home planet, Grargle. Unlike most Slimeons, Sneed was unsatisfied with life on its planet. It inspired to reach the stars and explore the great unknown, like the great Slimeons of old. However, as a result of being one of the relatively few members of its species capable of asexual reproduction, the Slimeon government forbid Sneed from pursuing its dream. Not content with living out its days in a breeding chamber, Sneed secretly made contact with visiting space traders and hitched a ride to outer space. It's eager to join a spaceship crew and go on adventure.

Attributes:
Strength: 5
Constitution: 7
Dexterity: 2
Intelligence: 3
Fortitude: 7
Luck: 4

Traits:
Slimeon Progenitor (Species): You are a Slimeon Progenitor, known for their formidable resilience.
Six Tentacles: Can be used for grabbing stuff or attacking people. Not very good at handling delicate objects, due to lack of fingers.
Gelatinous Form: A durable body that can endure blunt force easily and is generally resistant to most kinds of damage. Bad at maneuvering quickly and dodging.
Three Eyes: Provides good eyesight and a better awareness of the surroundings.
Innate Good Aim: Thanks to its 3 eyes, it is capable of aiming projectiles with good accuracy.
Large Mouth: Can be used to devour objects whole. It's digestion system works slowly though.
Birthing Organ: An internal organ that can be used to rapidly spawn Slimeon eggs, which are expelled out of the mouth. These Slimeon eggs require 3 years to mature, but they can also double as projectiles when expelled at great speeds.
No Taste or Smell: Unable to taste or smell anything.
Unnerving Appearance: Most sentient creatures feel uncomfortable around it.


Skills:
Leadership 0
Diplomacy 1
Trading 1
Ship Operating 1
Navigation 0
Piloting 0
Artillery 0
Mechanics 0
Medicine 0
Science 0
Combat 0

Special Skills:

Belongings:
None

Spoiler: Thomas Whitney (click to show/hide)

Name: Thomas Whitney
Species: Human
Job: Disbarred Space Lawyer
Age: 35
Description: 5'11", Short blonde hair, wears glasses even though you can get surgery or cybernetics for that nowadays because it makes him look smarter, always wears a clean-pressed suit, always serious, something of a humorless dick

Background: Thomas Whitney seemed from birth to be destined for greatness. He graduated top of his class, magna cum laude, from Space Yale. However, all that came crashing down when he lost the case defending the Cutest Organism in the Galaxy (likely due to the interference of his rival, Cornelius Finnegan). The Cutest Organism in the Galaxy was then executed, and Thomas soon became the most hated lawyer in the galaxy. To escape the jeering public, Thomas signed on with the first space crew that would take him.

Attributes:

Strength: 3                  (Useful for hanging on to dear life when the hull to your right has been breached.)
Constitution: 4              (Space sickness will be the least of your worries.)
Dexterity: 4                  (Handle this plasma cutter carefully.)
Intelligence: 7             (All this space technobabble has to mean something.)
Fortitude: 4                  (In space, no one can hear you scream. Except them. Just joking. Still, don't scream though.)
Luck: 6                        (You are gambling your life after all.)

Traits:
Human: You are a Human, resourceful and adaptable.
(In)Famous Space Lawyer: Who haven't heard of Thomas Whitney, who made the news for failing to protect the case of the Cutest Organism in the Galaxy? Such a reputation is not without consequences...

Skills:
Leadership 1
Diplomacy 2
Trading 1
Ship Operating 0
Navigation 0
Piloting 0
Artillery 0
Mechanics 1
Medicine 1
Science 1
Combat 0

Special Skills:
Money Man 1: He took an accountancy class to fill out his credits, so he knows how to manage funds
Contract Negotiator 1: He knows how to negotiate a good contract
Space Lawyer 2: Familiar and proficient with space laws and their loopholes

Belongings:
Glasses, pressed suit, briefcase

Waitlist

1. sprinkled chariot

2. Ultramarine Prime

3. Paxiecrunchie

[Nakéen]

And reserved, just in case.

[Coolrune206]

Name: Katerina
Species: Human
Job: Asteroid-Miner, past-tense; she was fired from her post for improper conduct
Age: 29
Description: Katerina is a tall person, standing at 6'3", with her brown hair tied in a short pony-tail. Her body was once finely toned, but she has slightly increased in weight recently. She wears surprisingly comfortable clothes, often walking around in pajamas.

Background: Katerina is a lazy person. She was fired from her job because she barely did her job. She hails from the systems of X-786, formerly part of the Russian Star Corporations until the entire cluster rebelled and formed their own alliance. A child during the war, she was emotionally scarred by the horrors she witnessed, and presently she barely feels any emotions at all; or any drive to excel, hence her lack of motivation.

Attributes:

Strength: 5                   
Constitution: 5             
Dexterity: 6                 
Intelligence: 5             
Fortitude: 4                 
Luck: 3                       

Traits:
Psychopathy: Will never hesitate to pull the trigger on a life form, or to do something that would cause others even a moment of pause.

Skills:
Improvised weaponry

Special Skills:
Operating mining tools

Belongings:
A small ruby ring, looted from a body she found on her homeworld

[GigaGiant]

Ptw. I definitely want to submit a character sheet, but I probably won't have time until roughly 16 hours from now.

[Nakéen]

Name: Katerina
Species: Human
Job: Asteroid-Miner, past-tense; she was fired from her post for improper conduct
Age: 29
Description: Katerina is a tall person, standing at 6'3", with her brown hair tied in a short pony-tail. Her body was once finely toned, but she has slightly increased in weight recently. She wears surprisingly comfortable clothes, often walking around in pajamas.

Background: Katerina is a lazy person. She was fired from her job because she barely did her job. She hails from the systems of X-786, formerly part of the Russian Star Corporations until the entire cluster rebelled and formed their own alliance. A child during the war, she was emotionally scarred by the horrors she witnessed, and presently she barely feels any emotions at all; or any drive to excel, hence her lack of motivation.

Attributes:

Strength: 5                   
Constitution: 5             
Dexterity: 6                 
Intelligence: 5             
Fortitude: 4                 
Luck: 3                       

Traits:
Psychopathy: Will never hesitate to pull the trigger on a life form, or to do something that would cause others even a moment of pause.

Skills:
Improvised weaponry

Special Skills:
Operating mining tools

Belongings:
A small ruby ring, looted from a body she found on her homeworld

I really like your sheet Coolrune!

Ptw. I definitely want to submit a character sheet, but I probably won't have time until roughly 16 hours from now.

Sure thing, there is no rush

[Harry Baldman]

Name: Jim J. Barkley
Species: Canis lupus familiaris, var. hyperintelligent Great Dane
Job: Holistic Security Expert
Age: 9
Description: A grizzled yet energetic gray-coated Great Dane descended from a long line of thoroughbred cybernetically enhanced, genetically tailored canines, Jim J. Barkley is for all intents and purposes a large dog, if one that's noticeably more clever than an average person and able to speak by virtue of a thought-to-speech module installed in his throat (assisted by the regular dog noises he can naturally make for the twofold noble purpose of making him sound cartoonishly approachable and give no indication of how intelligent he genuinely is).

Background: For the past 7 years of his life after graduating from one of Milwaukee 5's Integrated Police Institute Jim has worked a large number of jobs - first he did a spell in the K-9000 police unit he was assigned to after graduation before being quietly let go for certain disagreements with the authorities, leading him to his true passion - private security. Specifically, holistic private security, or the business of explaining to customers why it is absolutely integral that Jim and a variety of ultimately disposable partners he keeps misplacing would be best able to provide you security by being off the premises ('working behind the scenes', if you will) and, indeed, off the planet they were hired on. You never know what kind of insights with regards to safety of a noted figure or installation you can come upon when pursuing a matter that, to unskilled eyes, would seem entirely unrelated. That's what makes Jim the expert, you know - he's got a nose for these things.

For instance, right now Jim is busy guarding the life and livelihood of the High King of the asteroid Helsinki-1991 after he started developing the suspicion that his claim on exotic Tzo crystals was going to make him a target for people such as his Tylflgrlian ex-wife, his Glarzanian former partners (one of which he suspects might be sleeping with his ex-wife) or that shady guy from Van Diemen's Planet who led him to buy the asteroid to begin with. This would appear to be an open-and-shut kind of case to the untrained security person, but Jim is certain that the matter requires nothing less than a space journey to parts unknown to get to the bottom of the risks and parties involved. And, of course, a generous advance to help his partner Ralph Rabbit keep his office going and cover travel expenses.

Attributes:
Strength: 4
Constitution: 4
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Fortitude: 4
Luck: 6

Traits:
No Hands: look, ma, genetic modification will only take you so far. Jim does have double the number of legs, however.
Cyberhound: all the incredible powers dogs are known for (mostly smelling things good, biting, digging holes and making noise) but enhanced further with the eldritch science and technology of the IPI!
Man's Best Friend: inherently trustworthy and liked by humans everywhere.

Skills:
Ex-Cop: familiar and proficient with high-tech government police work.
Security Expert: knowledgeable and skilled in the use of surveillance and security technology both planetside and in space.

Special Skills:
Holistic Insights: for something that looks like completely random chance, Jim has a shockingly good track record with serendipity.

Belongings:
Voice-Activated Claw Drone: it's not quite a pair of hands, but it does serve as one hand in a pinch.
(Anti)Bugging Tools: all the tools you need to make a solid enough bug out of consumer electronics and/or check for bugs in your vicinity.

[randomgenericusername]

Name: Edwin 'Starbeard' Tex
Species: Space pirate (They are born with big beards. They can survive in space a little bit more than the common human.)
Job: Space Pirate Pirate
Age: Probably arround 30 or 40, you can't ask him because he can't count. And he can't talk either.
Description: Stout and robust, bald and with a enormus black beard. His left eye is covered by a black eyepatch and has a gold tooth.

Background: A common space pirate. He has raided multiple ships and stations across the universe just like any other space pirate. Until he suddenly lost his voice, fortune and luck for stealing cursed gold from a cursed space temple, which then caused the loss of ship, his old crew and his left eye. He now looks for a new ship and crew to find a cure to his bad luck in the endless universe. Also to raid more ships.

Attributes:

Strength: 6
Constitution: 6
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 2
Fortitude: 6
Luck: 2

Traits:
Missing eye: His left eye is missing.
Greedy: He likes shiny things like gold and jewels.
Cursed: Can't talk.
Ambidextrous: Using both hands, can wield two weapons.
Kleptomaniac: No loot must be left unlooted.

Skills:
Good at using most weapons that are either guns or swords. It's very easy for him to steal and loot enemy ships. Good at fighting in outer space and breaking inside ships.

Special Skills:
Dual wielding: He can use both a space pirate sabre and a space pirate flintlock gun at the same time with both hands. And he is good at it

Belongings:
Space pirate flintlock gun: Uses special bullets and powder that can work in the void of space and at great distances.
Space pirate sabre: Specially made to be able to cut ship hulls and breaking in.
Space pirate clothing: Doubles as a basic space suit. Has a cool space pirate hat too.

[NAV]

Posting to create a character

[Dustan Hache]

Dang it nakeen, you're starting another new game and leaving zethe to be forgotten? I am disappoint now.

[Nakéen]

Alright, we should be able to get started! First off, here are your sheet with skills added.

Common Skills:
Leadership: the art of making yourself looks more capable than other by ordering them around.
Diplomacy: the art of avoiding needless conflict. Drop that tri-barreled blaster Zortron.
Trading: the art of bamboozling the money out of civilized beings.
Ship Operating: the art of knowing when and why to push some buttons, and why not to push some others.
Navigation: the art of not sending your ship into a collision course with an asteroid field, and choosing optimal travel routes.
Piloting: the art of barrel rolling.
Artillery: the art of blasting objects to smithereens.
Mechanics: the art of keeping your ship in a flyable state.
Medicine: the art of knowing where to stab someone with the healing nanobots syringe.
Science: the art of understanding the phenomenons of the universe.
Combat: the art of hand to hand diplomacy.

Spoiler: Katerina (click to show/hide)

Name: Katerina
Species: Human
Job: Asteroid-Miner, past-tense; she was fired from her post for improper conduct
Age: 29
Description: Katerina is a tall person, standing at 6'3", with her brown hair tied in a short pony-tail. Her body was once finely toned, but she has slightly increased in weight recently. She wears surprisingly comfortable clothes, often walking around in pajamas.

Background: Katerina is a lazy person. She was fired from her job because she barely did her job. She hails from the systems of X-786, formerly part of the Russian Star Corporations until the entire cluster rebelled and formed their own alliance. A child during the war, she was emotionally scarred by the horrors she witnessed, and presently she barely feels any emotions at all; or any drive to excel, hence her lack of motivation.

Attributes:

Strength: 5                   
Constitution: 5             
Dexterity: 6                 
Intelligence: 5             
Fortitude: 4                 
Luck: 3                       

Traits:
Human (Species): You are a Human, resourceful and adaptable.
Psychopathy: Will never hesitate to pull the trigger on a life form, or to do something that would cause others even a moment of pause.

Skills:
Leadership 0
Diplomacy 0
Trading 0
Ship Operating 0
Navigation 1
Piloting 1
Artillery 1
Mechanics 1
Medicine 0
Science 0
Combat 2
<Improvised weaponry>

Special Skills:
Mining Tools Operator 2: Mining tools have no secrets to you.
Asteroid Prospection 1: Unsurprisingly, your old job required very specifics knowledge.
Zero-G Operator 1: You are used to operating in the vacuum of space.

Belongings:
-A small ruby ring, looted from a body she found on her homeworld

Spoiler: Jim J. Barkley (click to show/hide)

Name: Jim J. Barkley
Species: Canis lupus familiaris, var. hyperintelligent Great Dane
Job: Holistic Security Expert
Age: 9
Description: A grizzled yet energetic gray-coated Great Dane descended from a long line of thoroughbred cybernetically enhanced, genetically tailored canines, Jim J. Barkley is for all intents and purposes a large dog, if one that's noticeably more clever than an average person and able to speak by virtue of a thought-to-speech module installed in his throat (assisted by the regular dog noises he can naturally make for the twofold noble purpose of making him sound cartoonishly approachable and give no indication of how intelligent he genuinely is).

Background: For the past 7 years of his life after graduating from one of Milwaukee 5's Integrated Police Institute Jim has worked a large number of jobs - first he did a spell in the K-9000 police unit he was assigned to after graduation before being quietly let go for certain disagreements with the authorities, leading him to his true passion - private security. Specifically, holistic private security, or the business of explaining to customers why it is absolutely integral that Jim and a variety of ultimately disposable partners he keeps misplacing would be best able to provide you security by being off the premises ('working behind the scenes', if you will) and, indeed, off the planet they were hired on. You never know what kind of insights with regards to safety of a noted figure or installation you can come upon when pursuing a matter that, to unskilled eyes, would seem entirely unrelated. That's what makes Jim the expert, you know - he's got a nose for these things.

For instance, right now Jim is busy guarding the life and livelihood of the High King of the asteroid Helsinki-1991 after he started developing the suspicion that his claim on exotic Tzo crystals was going to make him a target for people such as his Tylflgrlian ex-wife, his Glarzanian former partners (one of which he suspects might be sleeping with his ex-wife) or that shady guy from Van Diemen's Planet who led him to buy the asteroid to begin with. This would appear to be an open-and-shut kind of case to the untrained security person, but Jim is certain that the matter requires nothing less than a space journey to parts unknown to get to the bottom of the risks and parties involved. And, of course, a generous advance to help his partner Ralph Rabbit keep his office going and cover travel expenses.

Attributes:
Strength: 4
Constitution: 4
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Fortitude: 4
Luck: 6

Traits:
Canis lupus familiaris (Species): You are a Canis lupus familiaris, the pinnacle of canine evolution.
No Hands: look, ma, genetic modification will only take you so far. Jim does have double the number of legs, however.
Cyberhound: all the incredible powers dogs are known for (mostly smelling things good, biting, digging holes and making noise) but enhanced further with the eldritch science and technology of the IPI!
Man's Best Friend: inherently trustworthy and liked by humans everywhere.
Ex-Cop: familiar and proficient with high-tech government police work.

Skills:
Leadership 1
Diplomacy 1
Trading 0
Ship Operating 1
Navigation 0
Piloting 0
Artillery 0
Mechanics 1
Medicine 1
Science 1
Combat 1

Special Skills:
Holistic Insights 2: for something that looks like completely random chance, Jim has a shockingly good track record with serendipity.
Security Expert 2: An adept at handling a wide array of security systems.
Tracking 1: As expected of a canine of his pedigree.
Information Gathering 1: That's an ex-cop for you.

Belongings:
Voice-Activated Claw Drone: it's not quite a pair of hands, but it does serve as one hand in a pinch.
(Anti)Bugging Tools: all the tools you need to make a solid enough bug out of consumer electronics and/or check for bugs in your vicinity.

Spoiler: Edwin 'Starbeard' Tex (click to show/hide)

Name: Edwin 'Starbeard' Tex
Species: Space pirate (They are born with big beards. They can survive in space a little bit more than the common human.)
Job: Space Pirate Pirate
Age: Probably arround 30 or 40, you can't ask him because he can't count. And he can't talk either.
Description: Stout and robust, bald and with a enormus black beard. His left eye is covered by a black eyepatch and has a gold tooth.

Background: A common space pirate. He has raided multiple ships and stations across the universe just like any other space pirate. Until he suddenly lost his voice, fortune and luck for stealing cursed gold from a cursed space temple, which then caused the loss of ship, his old crew and his left eye. He now looks for a new ship and crew to find a cure to his bad luck in the endless universe. Also to raid more ships.

Attributes:

Strength: 6
Constitution: 6
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 2
Fortitude: 6
Luck: 2

Traits:
Space Pirate (Species): You are a Space Pirate, a born raider.
Missing eye: His left eye is missing.
Greedy: He likes shiny things like gold and jewels.
Cursed: Can't talk.
Ambidextrous: Using both hands, can wield two weapons.
Kleptomaniac: No loot must be left unlooted.

Skills:
Leadership 0
Diplomacy 0
Trading 0
Ship Operating 2
Navigation 1
Piloting 1
Artillery 1
Mechanics 1
Medicine 0
Science 0
Combat 2
<Marksmanship>
<Swordsmanship>

Special Skills:
Dual wielding: He can use both a space pirate sabre and a space pirate flintlock gun at the same time with both hands. And he is good at it
Appraising 1: He may have only one eye, this one can discern the fake from the real thing.

Belongings:
Space pirate flintlock gun: Uses special bullets and powder that can work in the void of space and at great distances.
Space pirate sabre: Specially made to be able to cut ship hulls and breaking in.
Space pirate clothing: Doubles as a basic space suit. Has a cool space pirate hat too.

Now then, it is time for you to choose a captain. You know, the one who will boss you around. Or maybe you follow the concept of democratic crew? Or you could wait for NAV and GigaGiant, I will leave that up to you.

Dang it nakeen, you're starting another new game and leaving zethe to be forgotten? I am disappoint now.

Sorry to disappoint Dustan! Zethe will have to wait a bit, I don't feel confident enough to resume it. I'm still seeking a balance gameplay wise.

[Coolrune206]

((So far, both humanoids have worse leadership and diplomacy than the dog.

This will be interesting.))

("Send over your negotiator!"
"Okay, but lemme warn you, he bites.")

[Harry Baldman]

Let's wait until the other sheets come in - right now Jim's looking like the best candidate on a skill basis, although the others might have differing opinions.

[randomgenericusername]

I would like to vote myself as a leader. My leader skill is the same as the dog, and everything is better with pirates. The dog could be a tactician, engineer or a doctor.

[Coolrune206]

I would like to vote myself as a leader. My leader skill is the same as the dog, and everything is better with pirates. The dog could be a tactician, engineer or a doctor.

Your leadership skill is one below the dog's. Also, your lack of int and luck worries me, as both seem valuable for a ship captain; the dog has 6's in both of those. Also, I'd prefer our captain able to speak to us.

No offense in any way; simply strategically speaking, the dog seems like the most viable candidate.