SikstaSlathalin
07-08-2018, 10:10 PM
Rated M for Mature; Will Encompass All that a Mature Rating Entails!
Star Riot!: A dysfunctional adventure to make a few bucks and stay alive.
In the far future, mankind has become a star faring race and spread like the waves of the ocean across the universe. They encountered aliens, ancient planets, and many other wonders, like has always been their M.O. humans quickly settled in and took over. Though the long established Galactic Alliance has kept everyone playing nice sometimes unhappy people decide to spread the misery.
In such a case where they can't or don't want to bother tying up their Police forces the big hats over at G.A. Headquarters outsources the capture of lesser threats to small time Mercenaries and Bounty Hunters. Two such people are Aster and her on-again-off-again love/hate fuck buddy Duke aboard the speedy little ship known as the Star Riot.
Despite being one trigger pull away from killing each other most of the time they make a good team and get their jobs done. But even in the age of space travel and laser guns fate has a way to fuck with everyone. This newest job promises a huge payday, but as they take one guy down two more pop up. Will they reach the end of this adventure or will the cold vaccum of space claim two more foolish kids looking to make a living?
Name: Duke Solar
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance(pic and description):
https://i.imgur.com/u8Gt1VP.jpg
6'0 185 lbs, keeps his hair dyed green, and usually dressed in casual loose fitting clothes with plenty of pockets and a utility belt.
Race: Human
Job: Navigator
Racial Skills and Abilities (limit of 4):
Blend: Common within his race, Duke is very capable of blending in and adapting to most of his surroundings.
Adaptation: Throughout the centuries humans have been plagued with diseases, famine, and near total annihilation, their genetic coding took all of this into consideration and naturally adapted them to their surroundings, even as those surroundings changed.
Genius: Duke's intelligence is his greatest asset, he's never bothered to measure it, but the way he goes through Files and Electronics makes it obvious.
Normal Skills and Abilities(limit of 5):
Technomancer: While not the real kind of magic, Duke calls his skills this because the way he works with all kinds of technology is quite magical.
Inventor: Not trusting the crap you can buy to not fall apart the second you get it. Duke builds almost all of his own gear and programs from the ground up. Makes his shit even harder to get into.
Circus Blade Performer: Before he stumbled upon his hacking skilz, he was in the circus as a knife and sword performer, as such he's a genuine master with knives and swords. Both fighting and throwing.
Runner: Years of keeping ahead of the law and never staying in one place for long have given the young man the build of a runner and the drive of a rabbit escaping ravenous dogs.
Weapons(Limit of 4 weapons):
Mercury Energy knife (https://i.imgur.com/Nvmut6U.jpg) that can burn through metal surfaces with enough force.
Wasp Revolver (https://i.imgur.com/NGUvKpp.jpg) if he really needs to use it.
Cold Fusion Energy Sword (https://i.imgur.com/yVLVGvl.jpg)
Armor(one sensible suit of armor):
https://i.imgur.com/zmWelin.jpg
A customized version of the Dominion Stealth armor it sacrifices some protection for giving him a fully integrated HUD that lets him remotely hack into tech within the range of his sensors.
Augs(Limit of 3):None
Personality: Duke's most upfront and unapologetic personality trait is his ego. He's cocky handsome, smart, skilled, and worst of all...he is well aware of how awesome he is. Thinking himself God's gift to women and the tech word. One redeemable quality though is he's a nose to the grind worker and refuses to stop until it's perfect. And his competitive streak forces him to come up with oftentimes unique ways to handle challenges.
Likes: Women, sex, technology, knives and swords, being the best, and being rich.
Dislikes: Sexual competition, low-tech, guns, being second, and being poor.
Though the likelihood of getting the truth out of him is low and even less if you’re an attractive woman, Duke's life is about as far from what you'd expect as you can get. You'd expect him to have been an orphan running around the trash-clogged streets of some Dominion Mega City. Living by his wits and only worrying about where his next meal is coming from and where can he hunker down for a few hours of sleep before diving back into the dredges of humanity.
But as much as he would love to deny it Duke was born in a small frontier town at the edge of the Dominion's reach, and he was born into a traveling circus. The Dusty Boot Troupe as they called themselves, it was a small family owned and operated organization. They had a Lion(Cougar) Tamer, Clowns, various kinds of Acrobats, and an old Crotchety Knife Thrower, with a young and impressive kid who was on the fast track to replace the old man. In reality this was Duke's Grandfather, Amos Runner. Duke was the youngest cousin and an only child, and with his parents running the circus, the young man found himself under his Grandfather's stern eye more than anything else.
It wasn't an altogether bad life, but boring and frustrating for young man with a Genius IQ. He got into a lot of trouble growing up, fights, fooling with young girls, and cheating the law. It was after one such dalliance that he was taken off the bleachers and into the Ring. Seeing it as a way to get his gifts focused in a positive direction, this led even deeper into Grandpa Amos's wiry strong arms. Woken up on the dawn of his 10th birthday young Duke began his training as a Blade Trickster. Amos was given free reign over how to teach the boy, much to the kid's pain and annoyance. This meant military style Physical Training and the law of the switch. It was rough, but eventually Duke saw the positive side of this he was getting strong and damn good looking, and he was leaning how to kill someone in the most badass ways.
His already booming confidence skyrocketed with the success of his first act even if it was just assisting his Grandfather. Seeing a way to make some easy money and be every level of badass, Duke truly dedicated himself to learning the art of Knives and Swords. Once he set his mind to it, he quickly became the star of the circus. Thinking his evil ways were truly gone, the family went back to happily looking the other way. But while he's never been malicious he had plans that were..less than savory all in the name of being the best.
Using the money he was earning in the circus, he began building his impressive arsenal of tech and using his natural skill at the hacker lifestyle he began tackling whatever system thought it was better than him, breaking in and taking money, hacking private nudy pics and sending them all across the web. The usual stuff snot-nosed 14 year old Geniuses did, no one knew about it and even when his family found random amounts of money dropped into their accounts with no trace of where it came from.
This continued right up until he bit off more than he could chew at 18, with every system on the planet and many of the neighboring planets his bitch he was looking farther for even more challenges. And he found it in a Skorne outpost located on a nearby moon, now the Skorne are the most technologically advanced race in this part of the Universe and many other parts of it as well. No one has been able to hack into their systems, many have tried and some have even come close, but each attempt ended the same way. Their gear got fried and a Skorne hit squad was on its way to the Hacker's Door to arrest and more than likely kill them once they got into Skorne Territory.
Successfully hacking into their shit would make you a fucking legend and you'd have bitches lining up at your door for a fucking chance to get into your bed. That was motivation enough for the young Genius, it took him weeks to even get to the front door of the Skorne Network, but once he got there he knew it was a race against time before the Skorne Tech Ops sniffed him out and took him out. Duke had never felt a thrill like this ever before, sure he's come up against networks he couldn't take down. But never has the thrill of death been this close.
The furthest anyone has gotten was to the second firewall that surrounds the outer limits of the network itself. Duke planned to get past that and rape his way all the way to the heart of the Virgin Skorne Network. Days went by and he slowly chipped away the 7 million veils, his shows went on without him and he could almost taste the last of the cyber defenses falling before he reached the record. Fate was not for young Duke this day though, an inch from breaking the record his system froze and a message scrawled across the screen.
"YOU ARE CAUGHT, IN THE NAME OF THE SKORNE EMPIRE! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!" Letting them fry his gear was hard, but it had to be done. Besides he covered his tracks well enough that they'd only come after him and leave his family alone. Grabbing what money and stuff he could and his favorite knife (the Mercury Energy Knife he'd saved up for) he jumped the next vessel off his home planet not even bothering to tell his family goodbye. He began the life he'd always liked to brag about, a refugee living by his wits and skill. From 18 to 25 he lived like this, banging bitches when he could, rebuilding his gear, and dodging Skorne hit-squads. It during this time he came across Aster and her little putt-putt ship, it wasn't ideal but she was cute and he needed a quick way out of the Skorne's crosshairs. He sweet-talked his way aboard and took a job as the woman's Navigator and back up. Now a year later they live like outlaws and fight like a married couple.
Star Riot!: A dysfunctional adventure to make a few bucks and stay alive.
In the far future, mankind has become a star faring race and spread like the waves of the ocean across the universe. They encountered aliens, ancient planets, and many other wonders, like has always been their M.O. humans quickly settled in and took over. Though the long established Galactic Alliance has kept everyone playing nice sometimes unhappy people decide to spread the misery.
In such a case where they can't or don't want to bother tying up their Police forces the big hats over at G.A. Headquarters outsources the capture of lesser threats to small time Mercenaries and Bounty Hunters. Two such people are Aster and her on-again-off-again love/hate fuck buddy Duke aboard the speedy little ship known as the Star Riot.
Despite being one trigger pull away from killing each other most of the time they make a good team and get their jobs done. But even in the age of space travel and laser guns fate has a way to fuck with everyone. This newest job promises a huge payday, but as they take one guy down two more pop up. Will they reach the end of this adventure or will the cold vaccum of space claim two more foolish kids looking to make a living?
Name: Duke Solar
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Appearance(pic and description):
https://i.imgur.com/u8Gt1VP.jpg
6'0 185 lbs, keeps his hair dyed green, and usually dressed in casual loose fitting clothes with plenty of pockets and a utility belt.
Race: Human
Job: Navigator
Racial Skills and Abilities (limit of 4):
Blend: Common within his race, Duke is very capable of blending in and adapting to most of his surroundings.
Adaptation: Throughout the centuries humans have been plagued with diseases, famine, and near total annihilation, their genetic coding took all of this into consideration and naturally adapted them to their surroundings, even as those surroundings changed.
Genius: Duke's intelligence is his greatest asset, he's never bothered to measure it, but the way he goes through Files and Electronics makes it obvious.
Normal Skills and Abilities(limit of 5):
Technomancer: While not the real kind of magic, Duke calls his skills this because the way he works with all kinds of technology is quite magical.
Inventor: Not trusting the crap you can buy to not fall apart the second you get it. Duke builds almost all of his own gear and programs from the ground up. Makes his shit even harder to get into.
Circus Blade Performer: Before he stumbled upon his hacking skilz, he was in the circus as a knife and sword performer, as such he's a genuine master with knives and swords. Both fighting and throwing.
Runner: Years of keeping ahead of the law and never staying in one place for long have given the young man the build of a runner and the drive of a rabbit escaping ravenous dogs.
Weapons(Limit of 4 weapons):
Mercury Energy knife (https://i.imgur.com/Nvmut6U.jpg) that can burn through metal surfaces with enough force.
Wasp Revolver (https://i.imgur.com/NGUvKpp.jpg) if he really needs to use it.
Cold Fusion Energy Sword (https://i.imgur.com/yVLVGvl.jpg)
Armor(one sensible suit of armor):
https://i.imgur.com/zmWelin.jpg
A customized version of the Dominion Stealth armor it sacrifices some protection for giving him a fully integrated HUD that lets him remotely hack into tech within the range of his sensors.
Augs(Limit of 3):None
Personality: Duke's most upfront and unapologetic personality trait is his ego. He's cocky handsome, smart, skilled, and worst of all...he is well aware of how awesome he is. Thinking himself God's gift to women and the tech word. One redeemable quality though is he's a nose to the grind worker and refuses to stop until it's perfect. And his competitive streak forces him to come up with oftentimes unique ways to handle challenges.
Likes: Women, sex, technology, knives and swords, being the best, and being rich.
Dislikes: Sexual competition, low-tech, guns, being second, and being poor.
Though the likelihood of getting the truth out of him is low and even less if you’re an attractive woman, Duke's life is about as far from what you'd expect as you can get. You'd expect him to have been an orphan running around the trash-clogged streets of some Dominion Mega City. Living by his wits and only worrying about where his next meal is coming from and where can he hunker down for a few hours of sleep before diving back into the dredges of humanity.
But as much as he would love to deny it Duke was born in a small frontier town at the edge of the Dominion's reach, and he was born into a traveling circus. The Dusty Boot Troupe as they called themselves, it was a small family owned and operated organization. They had a Lion(Cougar) Tamer, Clowns, various kinds of Acrobats, and an old Crotchety Knife Thrower, with a young and impressive kid who was on the fast track to replace the old man. In reality this was Duke's Grandfather, Amos Runner. Duke was the youngest cousin and an only child, and with his parents running the circus, the young man found himself under his Grandfather's stern eye more than anything else.
It wasn't an altogether bad life, but boring and frustrating for young man with a Genius IQ. He got into a lot of trouble growing up, fights, fooling with young girls, and cheating the law. It was after one such dalliance that he was taken off the bleachers and into the Ring. Seeing it as a way to get his gifts focused in a positive direction, this led even deeper into Grandpa Amos's wiry strong arms. Woken up on the dawn of his 10th birthday young Duke began his training as a Blade Trickster. Amos was given free reign over how to teach the boy, much to the kid's pain and annoyance. This meant military style Physical Training and the law of the switch. It was rough, but eventually Duke saw the positive side of this he was getting strong and damn good looking, and he was leaning how to kill someone in the most badass ways.
His already booming confidence skyrocketed with the success of his first act even if it was just assisting his Grandfather. Seeing a way to make some easy money and be every level of badass, Duke truly dedicated himself to learning the art of Knives and Swords. Once he set his mind to it, he quickly became the star of the circus. Thinking his evil ways were truly gone, the family went back to happily looking the other way. But while he's never been malicious he had plans that were..less than savory all in the name of being the best.
Using the money he was earning in the circus, he began building his impressive arsenal of tech and using his natural skill at the hacker lifestyle he began tackling whatever system thought it was better than him, breaking in and taking money, hacking private nudy pics and sending them all across the web. The usual stuff snot-nosed 14 year old Geniuses did, no one knew about it and even when his family found random amounts of money dropped into their accounts with no trace of where it came from.
This continued right up until he bit off more than he could chew at 18, with every system on the planet and many of the neighboring planets his bitch he was looking farther for even more challenges. And he found it in a Skorne outpost located on a nearby moon, now the Skorne are the most technologically advanced race in this part of the Universe and many other parts of it as well. No one has been able to hack into their systems, many have tried and some have even come close, but each attempt ended the same way. Their gear got fried and a Skorne hit squad was on its way to the Hacker's Door to arrest and more than likely kill them once they got into Skorne Territory.
Successfully hacking into their shit would make you a fucking legend and you'd have bitches lining up at your door for a fucking chance to get into your bed. That was motivation enough for the young Genius, it took him weeks to even get to the front door of the Skorne Network, but once he got there he knew it was a race against time before the Skorne Tech Ops sniffed him out and took him out. Duke had never felt a thrill like this ever before, sure he's come up against networks he couldn't take down. But never has the thrill of death been this close.
The furthest anyone has gotten was to the second firewall that surrounds the outer limits of the network itself. Duke planned to get past that and rape his way all the way to the heart of the Virgin Skorne Network. Days went by and he slowly chipped away the 7 million veils, his shows went on without him and he could almost taste the last of the cyber defenses falling before he reached the record. Fate was not for young Duke this day though, an inch from breaking the record his system froze and a message scrawled across the screen.
"YOU ARE CAUGHT, IN THE NAME OF THE SKORNE EMPIRE! YOU ARE UNDER ARREST!" Letting them fry his gear was hard, but it had to be done. Besides he covered his tracks well enough that they'd only come after him and leave his family alone. Grabbing what money and stuff he could and his favorite knife (the Mercury Energy Knife he'd saved up for) he jumped the next vessel off his home planet not even bothering to tell his family goodbye. He began the life he'd always liked to brag about, a refugee living by his wits and skill. From 18 to 25 he lived like this, banging bitches when he could, rebuilding his gear, and dodging Skorne hit-squads. It during this time he came across Aster and her little putt-putt ship, it wasn't ideal but she was cute and he needed a quick way out of the Skorne's crosshairs. He sweet-talked his way aboard and took a job as the woman's Navigator and back up. Now a year later they live like outlaws and fight like a married couple.