The Outcasts // space idiots exploring the galaxy // Group RP // 5/5 {CLOSED}

Here’s a messy little intro for a roleplay idea I had. It’s only a rough draft, so please forgive the quality :P

A small crew of inmates breaks out of Delos, the supposedly impenetrable, wandering interstellar fortress built to house the worst traitors to the crown. They escape from their cells in the dead of night, taking a security droid and a small, state-of-the-art spacecraft with them, and vanish without a trace. Many are sent after them, but none succeed—it’s as if they’ve wiped themselves out of existence.

The group of escapees travels the galaxy, forming unbreakable bonds, watching stars collide, exploring forgotten planets and new worlds untouched by the greed of humanity. The security droid (who they rescued from a pile of machinery that was about to be scrapped for parts) remains at their side, a steadfast friend and guide. And the crew of The Outcast is happy, at least for a while. Three years pass, adventures are had, they learn to laugh and live and forget their tumultuous pasts.

But they’re betrayed and found. Two are killed. The remaining three (and the droid) manage to escape and launch themselves into a plot for revenge that leads them straight to the heart of a corrupt monarchy and the beginning of a war that could level planets.

And, uh… That’s all I have for now. To summarize, local space idiots get tangled in bullshit politics that threaten the existence of millions.

There are five spots including my own: three surviving crew members (I’ll play one of them), the droid (me), a monarch or influential political figure, and another character tied to the monarchy.

Spots:

Droid: Me

Surviving Crew Member No. 1: Me

Surviving Crew Member No. 2: @crocssant-is-a-baddas-bitch-queen

Surviving Crew Member No. 3: @ShadeStar

Monarch/Political Figure: @TiredOtter

Other Character: @EWS-izzy

Rules:

• If you act like an asshole, I reserve the right to boot you
• I also reserve the right to say 'no' if you ask to join
• Your spot in this rp isn’t secured until I’ve explicitly approved you
• This is a group rp, don’t make everything about your character and their arc
• PM me if you have an idea for a major plot point, don’t just do it without asking anyone
• Don’t kill other characters lol
• No slurs outside of the rping. At all.
• Swearing and gore is a yes, smut is a no
• No magical powers
• Try to proofread your posts, no one-liners, please
• My rules on alien characters (that are open for shipping) are as follows: If they could be part of a D&D campaign and be shipped with a human without the rest of the party screaming “MONSTERFUCKERS”, go for it. If not… maybe somewhere else? I mean no disrespect
• Have funnn

Here’s a template:

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Sexuality: (and if they’re open for shipping)
Species: (if some of you guys want to be aliens, go for it lol)
Role: (roles are listed above)
Appearance:
Usual Attire:
Personality:
Backstory: (keep it brief-ish, and specify what they did to get locked up in Delos if they’re a crew member)

Can I join with a surviving character?

hey there! would you mind sending a short sample from another rp you've done?

I shall

Nathan sighed as he picked up his comb and roughly ran it through his hair again before giving up and throwing it across the room. He rolled across his head to the other side to grab his backpack and his books. Heading towards the door, Nathan pulled his sleeves down and started walking out before turning around and opening the blinds. He looked outside at the bright blue sky and groaned, it was still too early for this. Running down the stairs and into the kitchen, he skidded across the floor where Sparrow was already up, her hair a mess, making a cup of coffee. "Morning kid, where are you going?" She said, yawning. Nathan sighed and gestured to his backpack. "Magnus said that he wanted to show me the "wonders of an early morning" so he woke me up with a call and said that he had something to show me at the park." He groaned. Sparrow laughed and took a sip of her coffee before gesturing to the fridge. "Make sure to take some lunch." She said and turned back to the stove. Nathan frowned and headed towards the fridge and grabbed 3 pre made sandwiches and a bottle of water. He got his hoverboard and jumped on it, waving to Sparrow and zoomed in the direction of the park where he couldn't wait to give Magnus a piece of his mind.

This is from one of my Rps called From the Ashes.

((oh, this sounds super cool!))

(Hey, sorry, busy night. @StarkSpangledBanner, I’m not sure your writing is what we’re looking for in this rp. Sorry, my dude, but feel free to stalk!)

(May I?)

(Hey! Mind sending a rping sample?)

((oh, this sounds super cool!))

Hi, crocs! Long time no rp, which spot would you like to play?

Could I possibly snag a survivor of the crash?

(Sure!)

(Mind if I take a survivor as well?)

(Hey, ShadeStar! And sure~)

(Thanks!)

(Hello, this sounds fun, is it open?)

(Heyo~ I don’t think I’ve seen you around before, would you mind sending a short rp sample?)

(Oh um alright lemme see if I can find one?)

Aina had been wandering aimlessly around the yard for far too long, lost in thought. It had been really, really cool to meet the Rampion crew in person. They were all super nice, or at the very least, they were interesting people. That was nice. Suddenly snapping out of her thoughts, she looked around her and noticed a group of teenagers a little ways away. Smiling softly, she skipped (figuratively) over to them, not standing too close, but wanting to hear their conversation. Conversations were always fun to listen to. Unless they took place in a castle. Then, they were quite possibly the least interesting things on the moon. She shook her head at herself and looked back up.
(My rp style is not nearly as sophisticated as others,' I apologise for that 😅 I don't really do any rps that require a serious writing style)

oh crap, two responses and only one spot left
I'm sorry for having to choose between the two of you
@EWS-izzy, you asked yesterday, so I'll give you the 'Other Character' spot. Both of your pieces were good, though (I appreciated the Lunar Chronicles reference, M+Ms)

@EWS-izzy, I hope you don't mind if I PM you? The description 'Other Character' is pretty vague and I haven't specified much about this world, so I could give you a handful of possible options. Nothing set in stone, just some flexible concepts :P

(Understandable lmao, have a great rp!)

Here she is!

Name: Saral K’theron-il(an old family name. It comes from her patrilineal side, the one that hernon-human DNA also comes from)

Age: 22

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Prefers more to see where things take her, though doesn’t trust easy enough for relationships to come easy. Possibly Pan/Demi. Absolutely open to shipping

Species: Human passing, but is distantly descended from a feline-like race of aliens. This manifests in mostly just personality quirks, though there are a few physical signs.

Role: Survivor

Appearance:
Hair: One of the deceased crew members used to help her dye her hair. It’s mainly a dark purple, with lighter tones and some blues blended in, giving it the appearance of a night sky. She hasn’t been able to bring herself to cut it yet, so it’s been getting a bit long. Light curls, gets unruly when she first wakes up.
Eyes: Almond shaped, a pale yellowish/green like that of a cat. When light hits them right, they reflect it, allowing for better night vision but also for multiple instances of scaring her fellow crew members late at night.
Skintone: A darker olive, that was at one point incredibly smooth.
Build: She’s always been kind of thin but soft, the thin part coming from having grown up without much to eat. Now, she’s packed on a bit of muscle, but not much.
Height: 5’4
Scars: Not a scar, but she walks with a limp due to an injury she suffered in the prison, that she couldn’t fix up properly. Many smaller scars. Her abdomen is covered in a series of large and small scars from being attacked when she was younger, and her fingers are covered in smaller cuts from playing the knife game to make money.
Other: Has a map of the solar system she’s from tattooed on her back, right across her shoulderblades and spine. A cadeceus tattooed on her right forearm as a reminder of her dream to help people. Her other arm is covered in star charts that she had started getting when she was going through her advanced classes for her med degree.

Usual Attire: Dark pants, just on the tighter side to keep loose fabric from getting caught anywhere. Wears brown buckled boots, the soles adjusted somewhat to help support her leg, easing the limp. Only ever wears tank tops, usually in black.
When she needs a jacket, she wears a short fabric jacket with leather sleeves, in a dark blue with white designs on it. It was stolen from a guard at the prison, and she decided to make it her own. Doesn’t wear jewelry, except for a promise ring on a cord around her neck, and occasionally pins in her hair.

Personality: Was never super outgoing, but had always wanted to help people. Has a strict moral code, though the things she’s willing to do to uphold it vary, leaving her on the chaotic good spectrum. She’s wickedly smart, due in part to a photographic memory, though she mainly uses that for memorizing maps and places to make her own maps, or to memorize her textbooks. Prefers spending time alone over spending it with more than a handful of people. Can be reckless when the people she cares about are in danger, to avoid a repeat of the destruction of her sector.

Backstory:
~Born into a poor sector on her home planet.
~Her parents passed away early, and she was raised by her grandmother.
~Wanted to help people, so she started taking early classes at the local college, on track to starting at the best med school on her planet.
~Right after getting accepted, she overheard some things she shouldn’t have, and ended up embroiled in a plot to destroy her home sector. Her involvement and attempts to stop the destruction ended after she was attacked and defended herself, only to be arrested for doing so. She has no clue what happened to her home sector, and lives terrified that she failed to do anything.
~Her arrest ended with her ending up in Delos for murder, the ‘self defense’ conveniently left out.
~After the break out, she formed a close bond with one of the other escapees, and the two ended up an item, with plans for their future, together. After her girlfriend’s death, Saral withdrew into herself, growing quieter.

(I love it! You've put a lot of great detail into the template, it's going to be really fun rping with her~)

((i'm glad you like her! she's an entirely new character, so getting a feel for her is going to be fun, and i can't wait!))

Name: Zanna Storm

Age: 21

Gender: Demi girl

Sexuality: Panromantic Demisexual; Ship away

Species: Her mother was definitely human, but they never knew about her father.

Role: Surviving Crew Member

Appearance: Short choppy black hair with blackish-violet tips, light brown-toned skin, star-like freckles dotting everywhere, piercing indigo eyes, her left arm is a full prosthetic in a sleek black and purple design along with the bottom half of their left leg designed more to look like a boot (both lost in a test gone wrong causing an explosion), their body is freckled with scars and burns though there is a large concentration on her left side from said explosion, piercings up and down their ears, though more on the right ear than left, often covered in mechanical fluids, has a fairly bulky figure packed with muscle, and stands at around 5'6".

Usual Attire: An indigo top wear the left sleeve is nonexistent and the right sleeve goes down and wraps around her middle finger, black vest with a glove that's always sticking out of a pocket unless it's on their hand, skin-tight dark-colored pants course the left leg only goes down to the prosthetic, a boot that matches her leg prosthetic, a pair of goggles that rests on top of their head most of the time, and a tool belt around her waist with various tools and weapons on it.

Personality: She's highly eccentric, blunt, sarcastic, and witty are a few words. At least on the surface that's how they appear. She has a tendency to have an underlying charisma to them being able to sway people to her opinion without doing much to verbally express it. Most of their actions and words are calculated choices only really letting her appearance down around close friends. However, a lot of them remain closely guarded after the betrayal since every time she trusts someone it ends up backfiring on them. Zanna's at their best when she can be working on some type of mechanical or technological problem as they have a knack for that type of that. She was often in charge of maintenance for the ship and their darling droid.

Backstory: She grew up with their mother on Mars often having to take odd jobs from a young age so the family would have enough money to pay rent and such from a young age. While on Mars Zanna got heavily involved in the black market for weapons. One thing led to another suddenly they were the leader of one of the most powerful and prominent gangs on Mars before getting busted and thrown to Delos. She's 100% sure it was an inside job so they haven't tried to contact old gang members since.

(Zanna looks great! They seem very developed so far~
One thing that I definitely should have mentioned earlier but totally forgot about—at this point in time, humans will have left Earth. I’m thinking the environment collapsed and became too toxic for life, but at this point there were already a few colonies on Mars, so the human race expanded outwards. Just change the planet they were born on and you should be good!)

(Okay thanks!)

So I’ve realized how vague my introduction was—here’s a clearer version:

Our rp starts after the crew members are betrayed and two of them are killed. The two dead people aren’t the primary characters that you guys will be rping with, we’ll begin the story as the remaining three people on The Outcast are searching for their friends’ killer so they can carry out some sort of revenge plan. This then leads them to the heart of an influential kingdom/sector, where they meet a monarch/royal (@TiredOtter’s character) and one other (@EWS-izzy’s character).