All Those Pretty Stars [Concluded]

All Those Pretty Stars

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...Stars/Ship.jpg

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

The soothing silence was interrupted by mechanical sounds of hundreds of sleeping pods opening themselves. Twelve people slowly stirred to wakefulness in a groggy state, for the cycle was not supposed to end for another day. Disoriented, they each emerged from their respective pod with a throbbing headache. The dim lighting barely illuminating the sterile metallic floor and walls of the ship, they took notice of each other before turning their gaze upon the scores of pods neatly arranged in rows all around them. No one else was rising and yet Stellar Transport XJY-0745295 had been nearly filled to capacity in passengers and crew. Men and women, old and young, they all lay in their opened cocoons, some seemingly peaceful, but others with a twisted visage. Very quickly, the haze of sleepiness was gone, replaced by questions: What had happened? What was going on? What if I'm next!?

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Welcome to All Those Pretty Stars, a hybrid between a mafia game and an RPG, in which you will get to choose a character from the twelve initial survivors of this particular gruesome incident.

The year is 2785 and the human race has spread amongst the stars, colonizing hundreds of worlds and terraforming them to a near likeness of Earth. Yet, humans remain humans, filled with their vices, excesses and flaws.

Will you survive your passage aboard Stellar Transport XJY-0745295?


Features:

• Take control of one of twelve unique characters with each their own set of abilities and victory condition.

• Live a dynamic story where your choices and decisions impact your surroundings

• Receive your own personal writeup of what happened during the night phase, from the perspective of your character.

• Gain or lose abilities depending on your decisions and your choices.

• A race against time to avoid destruction, while attempting to discover the perpetrator of the mass murder aboard Stellar Transport XJY-0745295.

Preliminary Rules: (More to be added when the game starts)

• Stay in character as much as possible, speak only out of character (OOC) when necessary.

• No quoting PMs.

• No screenshots.

• All reveals have to stay in character.

• No PMs in between players.

• No chat discussions about the game between players.

• The dead cannot speak in the thread.

Introduction

The soothing silence was interrupted by mechanical sounds of hundreds of sleeping pods opening themselves. Twelve people slowly stirred to wakefulness in a groggy state, for the cycle was not supposed to end for another day. Disoriented, they each emerged from their respective pod with a throbbing headache. The dim lighting barely illuminating the sterile metallic floor and walls of the ship, they took notice of each other before turning their gaze upon the scores of pods neatly arranged in rows all around them. No one else was rising and yet Stellar Transport XJY-0745295 had been nearly filled to capacity in passengers and crew. Men and women, old and young, they all lay in their opened cocoons, some seemingly peaceful, but others with a twisted visage. Very quickly, the haze of sleepiness was gone, replaced by questions: What had happened? What was going on? What if I'm next!?

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A man, in his late forties, made his way toward the front of the ship, he was quickly joined by another man in his thirties. At the end of a row of sleeping pods, they found the captain of the ship slumped on a control console. Blood was pooling at his feet, besides which laid a loaded pulser. The older man picked up the weapon, while the younger one turned over the body.

“He died moments ago, multiple stab wounds.”

The older man nodded and pointed at the nearest sleeping pod. “I think he saved our lives, judging from the condition of the crew and most of the passengers.”

They both saw that the glass of the pod had been shattered by pulser fire. Evidently, the captain had tried to get out, but from the blood trail leading to the pod, he had been attacked while still inside.

“We should go tell the others.” The older man said. “What's your name?”

“Alejo de Lula.” The younger man replied.

“I'm Reilly Banks.”

They shook hands

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At the aft of the ship a young woman and two older men were huddled around a computer console.

“Bring up the ship status.” A hearty looking man with white hair said. “I'm Andrei Kerensky, by the way.”

“Eve Saint-Claire.” The woman muttered as her nimble fingers danced upon the interface screen.

There was a silence and both of them looked at the third man.

“Oh...” He shrugged. “Diedrich White, plea-”

“This doesn't look good.” Eve cut him off as her screen was filled with a schematic of the ship, many of the sections appearing in an angry shade of red.

“Engines, Navigation... even the Medbay is out. At least life support is still in working order.” Andrei appraised the readings.

“And look at this...” She brought up another screen.

“We're heading straight...” The old man started.

“...straight at a star.” Diedrich replied breathlessly, almost in disbelief.

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In the main hold, the rest of the survivors where milling about. A couple was seated on the edge of a sleeping pod, holding each other tightly and whispering to each other.

Nearby, a boy was sobbing next to the pods of what were probably his deceased parents. A woman in her mid thirties kneeled next to him and tentatively embraced him. The boy grasped her tightly.

“Its alright now, everything will be alright.” She tried to say soothingly. “What's your name?”

“Ed-edward” The boy choked.

“Well, I'm Christy, Edward. Christy... Hart.” She struggled with the last word. “Come with me, lets go meet the others.”

A few pods away, a young woman with dark skin stared at the dead occupants of two sleeping pods, speechless, as if she was still processing the reality of it all.

Finally, a man and a woman were wandering through the row of sleeping pods. The man, in his early thirties, stopped in front of each deceased person and muttured a few words, before moving on. The woman, in her late twenties, simply walked , stunned and apparently trying to take her mind off what was going on.

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Minutes later, everyone was assembled in the main hold.

“We've got bad news.” Reilly Banks announced, with Alejo de Lula standing next to him.

“So do we.” Andrei Kerensky replied in an even voice, flanked by Eve Saint-Claire and Diedrich White.

“Well then, go ahead.”

“In a few words, unless we repair the engines and the navigation systems, which have been damaged by micro meteorites, then in five hours we will be inside the corona of a star and quite dead.” Kerensky told them bluntly.

There was a moment of silent panic between many of the survivors, but Reilly raised his hand to call attention on himself.

“I'm afraid to add that beyond this dire news, there is a killer among us. He or she killed all other passengers and the crew, our survival was probably not planned. We need to repair this ship, but we need to be careful.”

“Who exactly put you in charge?” The Asian man asked, still holding his wife.

“Well, I do have the captain's pulser.” Reilly brandished the weapon for all to see. “Don't worry though, I don't plan on using it without good reason.”

“So how do we find this killer?” Christy Hart asked.

There was a deep silence.

“We could do a vote?” The woman who was wandering through the pods earlier spoke up.

Some were about to protest, but Christy Hart cut them off.

“She's right. Judgment by our peers, its the only way.”

Reilly Banks nodded grudgingly and one by one the others accepted.

“But...” Christy continued, unexpectedly. “This boy, Edward...” She held him near her. “...Will be left out of these proceedings. Surely he can't be the killer.”

“That's fine by me.” The man who had spoken to everyone of the deceased said.

Others soon agreed.

“So be it.” Reilly Banks declared. “There will be a judgment decided by each of us, save for the boy who shall not be voted and will not vote. Furthermore, we will have to decide if we are to kill the person we condemn or simply trap them in a sleeping pod.” He finished grimly.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66gtxNYEUi8

Rules:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

• Stay in character as much as possible, speak only out of character (OOC) when necessary.

• No quoting PMs.

• No screenshots.

• All reveals have to stay in character.

• No PMs in between players.

• No chat discussions about the game between players.

• The dead cannot speak in the thread.

• Each "day phase" will represent 15 minutes in game, while each "night phase" will represent 45 minutes in game. Thus, the ship needs to be repaired before the 6th "day phase". If it is not repaired by then, everyone on board dies.

• To repair the ship, during the "day phase" you have to write Repair: Engine, Repair: Navigation or Repair: Medbay, all of these must be bolded to count.

• As in other mafia games, to vote someone, write Vote: Alejo de Lula for example, to change that vote, the format is Unvote, Vote: Amy Glenn. Again these must be bolded. (Please vote for character names and not player names, to keep with the ambiance.)

• Vote: No Lynch and Vote: Abstain are permitted.

• You can also opt to choose the method of disposing of the person who is voted for by writing Method: Sleeping Pod (Imprisoning the character, he or she can still talk, but do nothing else), Method: Pulser (Single shot to the head, consumes the pulser's ammo) or Method: Airlock (A most gruesome death.) (Be warned, it is possible for someone to escape a sleeping pod, either by some event or the help of someone.)

• There are no locations in this game, meaning someone who is repairing navigation can use an ability on someone who is repairing the engines.

• Being in "repair mode" is no proof of innocence, for characters can still use their abilities since these supersede the repair action, unless otherwise written.

• Barring exception, each character has a 1 to 4 score in each Repair: Mechanical (For Engines and a bit Medbay), Repair: Electronical (For Navigation and a bit Medbay) and Combat, for when there is an attack. Items can modify the latter score by a bonus of 1 to 4.

Tips:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

• At the start of your posts, write the name of your character, either in a description or simply alone. This will help others associate you with your character.

• Write descriptions in italics, spoken parts in "quotation marks" and OOC portion within spoiler tags.

• Use your creativity, your role PM is simply a guideline. Do not be afraid to contact me by PM or by IM repeatedly to ask if you can try out different things.

Other:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

• Send your questions to me by PM or IM, I will reply to each one personally and if needed, I will include an FAQ in the first post.

• Have fun!

The Cast/Signup (12/12):

jillyfae ArpeggiateTHIS as Alejo de Lula

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...jodelula-1.png

Methos autolycus as Amy Glenn

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...s/amyglenn.png

Captain Blackadder as Andrei Kerensky

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...eikerensky.png

spL1tp3r50naL1ty as Christy Hart

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...istyhart-1.png

Renata as Deidrich White

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...ichwhite-1.png

Askthepizzaguy as Edward

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...s/edward-1.png

Secura as Eve Saint-Claire

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...saintclare.png

Romanic as Jake Harris

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...keharris-1.png

Psychonaut as Jin Sung

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v.../jinsung-1.png

Niklas as Reilly Banks

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...llybanks-1.png

Winston Hughes as Susann Becker

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...nnbecker-1.png

Beefy187 as Zareen Sung

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...reensung-1.png

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

Signups are accepted now, but be warned that I am currently aiming for the 3rd slot of May.

Please choose a character when you signup.


Reserve players:

YLC

Alive: (12/12)
Alejo de Lula (jillyfae, Replaced by ArpeggiateTHIS)
Amy Glenn (Methos, Replaced by autolycus)
Andrei Kerensky (Captain Blackadder)
Christy Hart (Spl1tp3r50naL1ty)
Diedrich White (Renata)
Edward (Askthepizzaguy)
Eve Saint-Claire (Secura)
Jake Harris (Romanic)
Jin Sung (Psychonaut)
Reilly Banks (Niklas)
Susann Becker (Winston Hughes)
Zareen Sung (Beefy187)

In Sleeping Pod: (0/12)

Dead: (0/12)

I'll be Edward, the annoying child prodigy who shows up and demonstrates to the brilliant and better-educated adults what they are doing so wrong, and solves the crisis within 30 minutes of it starting.

I'll be Amy Glenn. She's the only one that seems normal.

I'm afraid I have to disagree with you Miss Amy. I was doing my advanced spatial harmony dynamics homework when I opened a fissure in spacetime and I visited the end of the game, and I can say with absolute certainty that it is in fact you who is the insane murderer among us.

Now if you'll excuse me, I am going to go play with my legos.

Andrei Kerensky for me please

I'll sign up. Not sure who I want to be though.

I'll be Robbie Williams! Eh, I mean Reilly Banks...

Quote:

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Originally Posted by TheFlax

Christy Hart

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...hristyHart.jpg

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It's Katey Sagal!

I'm going to be Eve Saint-Claire though, who looks like she's on Sky News. I hope my victory conditions won't include "gettin' jiggy wit' it" with Jake Harris or something. xD

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Secura

I'm going to be Eve Saint-Claire though, who looks like she's on Sky News. I hope my victory conditions won't include "gettin' jiggy wit' it" with Jake Harris or something. xD

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She's a French News Anchor.

I'm offended Flax.
If your hosting I'm automatically in ^^
I'll take Zareen Sung if I may :bow:

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Psychonaut

I'll sign up. Not sure who I want to be though.

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I've reserved you a spot until you pick a character.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Beefy187

I'm offended Flax.
If your hosting I'm automatically in ^^
I'll take Zareen Sung if I may :bow:

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Of course you are in. :wink:
I simply never expected so many signups so soon.

Deidrich White!

I take it that the third slot of May means that this game is at least a month away?

If it is too close to being realised, I may have to withdraw; think I need a break from the Gameroom, so to speak.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Secura

I take it that the third slot of May means that this game is at least a month away?

If it is too close to being realised, I may have to withdraw; think I need a break from the Gameroom, so to speak.

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Yes, that's what I'm aiming for. Its almost ready, but in two weeks I am moving to my own place and I do not wish for that to disturb the game. Is that good for you? I'd love to have you aboard.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by TheFlax

Yes, that's what I'm aiming for. Its almost ready, but in two weeks I am moving to my own place and I do not wish for that to disturb the game. Is that good for you? I'd love to have you aboard.

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Yes, that would be fantastic; it's just that this place has simply filled the void in my life that was occupied by bloody WoW and I need a break from it. The fact that my post count is catching up to yours and I've been here two years less is testimony to that.

I look forward to the game though. :3

I just realized that I had forgotten to write down that, for obvious reasons, the dead cannot speak in the thread.

Rules have been updated accordingly.

Roleplaying in space? However did I miss this?

Are there still places? Can I be Susann Becker?

Is it possible to go through a whole game speaking only in questions?

And would even I try something as lame and stupid as that?

You know who should actually play this? Catharsis. (Amsel) Roleplay, no communication out of thread, quite small -- it's right up his alley.

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Originally Posted by Renata

You know who should actually play this? Catharsis. (Amsel) Roleplay, no communication out of thread, quite small -- it's right up his alley.

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I'm still looking for three players, any amount of advertizement or people grabbing is appreciated. :wink:

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Renata

You know who should actually play this? Catharsis. (Amsel) Roleplay, no communication out of thread, quite small -- it's right up his alley.

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I couldn't agree more. Will you, or should I?

How about both of us? I'll PM here, you PM CFC.

I sent him a message on CFC. But as his last activity was Apr 10, and his status reads "will be back in July", we probably shouldn't get our hopes up. ~:(

Ah, whoops. That's really too bad.

He posted in the Dark Falls thread a few days ago, so he's clearly checking in here occasionally.

But it does look unlikely he'll be up for a game just now. :cry:

Self deleted post.

Looking forward to this game!

Can I be Jake Harris? He looks like the tough guy on the crew, so maybe I'll be able to boss my way around. :whip:

Great, I'm in - thanks TheFlax.

I can't keep wondering about things while I drool on all those elaborate games I see around here, so I got a question for you on this game: How can a player tell something to another player, only to him, if he can't use PMs?

I'm thinking, maybe through the host?

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Romanic

Great, I'm in - thanks TheFlax.

I can't keep wondering about things while I drool on all those elaborate games I see around here, so I got a question for you on this game: How can a player tell something to another player, only to him, if he can't use PMs?

I'm thinking, maybe through the host?

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Well there might be an ability that can help you with that, or perhaps you'll find a way. I'm not too keen on giving too much early this long before the game starts, but I will say that creativity can play a big role in this game. :wink:

All Those Pretty Stars now has a banner!

https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v...atpsbanner.png

A big thanks to Beskar for that!

Now go forth and advertise the game by placing it in your signature! :wink:

In as Christy Hart if possible :D!

Improved character images, courtesy once more of Beskar!

Greetings all... Flax dragged me over here from his Saga game. In as Alejo de Lula, pretty please.

welcome, jillyfae. A pleasure to meet and greet you. :bow:

Hope you enjoy the game.

Glad to see you made it, jillyfae.

With eleven characters taken, that leaves Jin Sung for Psychonaut.

Yay, we're full. When do we start? :beam:

Quote:

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Originally Posted by Romanic

Yay, we're full. When do we start? :beam:

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When Murder Manor III or The Spider's Web ends, more or less.

I doubt you'll need me, given the size, but I'll come on as a reserve in case somebody has to drop.

Quote:

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Originally Posted by autolycus

I doubt you'll need me, given the size, but I'll come on as a reserve in case somebody has to drop.

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Thank you. :bow:

Replace me, I am dropping from the game.

Scratch that, I'm staying. Thanks for your PMs Flax.

Game will start Monday the 7th of June. Role PMs will be sent 24h in advance.

If, by any chance, somebody pulls out and Autolycus doesn't cut the cloth, stick me on reserve.

Done and thank you. :bow:

All role PMs have been sent. A complete list of rules and an real introduction story should be upcoming later this day.

Introduction

The soothing silence was interrupted by mechanical sounds of hundreds of sleeping pods opening themselves. Twelve people slowly stirred to wakefulness in a groggy state, for the cycle was not supposed to end for another day. Disoriented, they each emerged from their respective pod with a throbbing headache. The dim lighting barely illuminating the sterile metallic floor and walls of the ship, they took notice of each other before turning their gaze upon the scores of pods neatly arranged in rows all around them. No one else was rising and yet Stellar Transport XJY-0745295 had been nearly filled to capacity in passengers and crew. Men and women, old and young, they all lay in their opened cocoons, some seemingly peaceful, but others with a twisted visage. Very quickly, the haze of sleepiness was gone, replaced by questions: What had happened? What was going on? What if I'm next!?

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A man, in his late forties, made his way toward the front of the ship, he was quickly joined by another man in his thirties. At the end of a row of sleeping pods, they found the captain of the ship slumped on a control console. Blood was pooling at his feet, besides which laid a loaded pulser. The older man picked up the weapon, while the younger one turned over the body.

“He died moments ago, multiple stab wounds.”

The older man nodded and pointed at the nearest sleeping pod. “I think he saved our lives, judging from the condition of the crew and most of the passengers.”

They both saw that the glass of the pod had been shattered by pulser fire. Evidently, the captain had tried to get out, but from the blood trail leading to the pod, he had been attacked while still inside.

“We should go tell the others.” The older man said. “What's your name?”

“Alejo de Lula.” The younger man replied.

“I'm Reilly Banks.”

They shook hands

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At the aft of the ship a young woman and two older men were huddled around a computer console.

“Bring up the ship status.” A hearty looking man with white hair said. “I'm Andrei Kerensky, by the way.”

“Eve Saint-Claire.” The woman muttered as her nimble fingers danced upon the interface screen.

There was a silence and both of them looked at the third man.

“Oh...” He shrugged. “Diedrich White, plea-”

“This doesn't look good.” Eve cut him off as her screen was filled with a schematic of the ship, many of the sections appearing in an angry shade of red.

“Engines, Navigation... even the Medbay is out. At least life support is still in working order.” Andrei appraised the readings.

“And look at this...” She brought up another screen.

“We're heading straight...” The old man started.

“...straight at a star.” Diedrich replied breathlessly, almost in disbelief.

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In the main hold, the rest of the survivors where milling about. A couple was seated on the edge of a sleeping pod, holding each other tightly and whispering to each other.

Nearby, a boy was sobbing next to the pods of what were probably his deceased parents. A woman in her mid thirties kneeled next to him and tentatively embraced him. The boy grasped her tightly.

“Its alright now, everything will be alright.” She tried to say soothingly. “What's your name?”

“Ed-edward” The boy choked.

“Well, I'm Christy, Edward. Christy... Hart.” She struggled with the last word. “Come with me, lets go meet the others.”

A few pods away, a young woman with dark skin stared at the dead occupants of two sleeping pods, speechless, as if she was still processing the reality of it all.

Finally, a man and a woman were wandering through the row of sleeping pods. The man, in his early thirties, stopped in front of each deceased person and muttured a few words, before moving on. The woman, in her late twenties, simply walked , stunned and apparently trying to take her mind off what was going on.

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Minutes later, everyone was assembled in the main hold.

“We've got bad news.” Reilly Banks announced, with Alejo de Lula standing next to him.

“So do we.” Andrei Kerensky replied in an even voice, flanked by Eve Saint-Claire and Diedrich White.

“Well then, go ahead.”

“In a few words, unless we repair the engines and the navigation systems, which have been damaged by micro meteorites, then in five hours we will be inside the corona of a star and quite dead.” Kerensky told them bluntly.

There was a moment of silent panic between many of the survivors, but Reilly raised his hand to call attention on himself.

“I'm afraid to add that beyond this dire news, there is a killer among us. He or she killed all other passengers and the crew, our survival was probably not planned. We need to repair this ship, but we need to be careful.”

“Who exactly put you in charge?” The Asian man asked, still holding his wife.

“Well, I do have the captain's pulser.” Reilly brandished the weapon for all to see. “Don't worry though, I don't plan on using it without good reason.”

“So how do we find this killer?” Christy Hart asked.

There was a deep silence.

“We could do a vote?” The woman who was wandering through the pods earlier spoke up.

Some were about to protest, but Christy Hart cut them off.

“She's right. Judgment by our peers, its the only way.”

Reilly Banks nodded grudgingly and one by one the others accepted.

“But...” Christy continued, unexpectedly. “This boy, Edward...” She held him near her. “...Will be left out of these proceedings. Surely he can't be the killer.”

“That's fine by me.” The man who had spoken to everyone of the deceased said.

Others soon agreed.

“So be it.” Reilly Banks declared. “There will be a judgment decided by each of us, save for the boy who shall not be voted and will not vote. Furthermore, we will have to decide if we are to kill the person we condemn or simply trap them in a sleeping pod.” He finished grimly.


Rules:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

• Stay in character as much as possible, speak only out of character (OOC) when necessary.

• No quoting PMs.

• No screenshots.

• All reveals have to stay in character.

• No PMs in between players.

• No chat discussions about the game between players.

• The dead cannot speak in the thread.

• Each "day phase" will represent 15 minutes in game, while each "night phase" will represent 45 minutes in game. Thus, the ship needs to be repaired before the 6th "day phase". If it is not repaired by then, everyone on board dies.

• To repair the ship, during the "day phase" you have to write Repair: Engine, Repair: Navigation or Repair: Medbay, all of these must be bolded to count.

• As in other mafia games, to vote someone, write Vote: Alejo de Lula for example, to change that vote, the format is Unvote, Vote: Amy Glenn. Again these must be bolded. (Please vote for character names and not player names, to keep with the ambiance.)

• Vote: No Lynch and Vote: Abstain are permitted.

• You can also opt to choose the method of disposing of the person who is voted for by writing Method: Sleeping Pod (Imprisoning the character, he or she can still talk, but do nothing else), Method: Pulser (Single shot to the head, consumes the pulser's ammo) or Method: Airlock (A most gruesome death.) (Be warned, it is possible for someone to escape a sleeping pod, either by some event or the help of someone.)

• There are no locations in this game, meaning someone who is repairing navigation can use an ability on someone who is repairing the engines.

• Being in "repair mode" is no proof of innocence, for characters can still use their abilities since these supersede the repair action, unless otherwise written.

• Barring exception, each character has a 1 to 4 score in each Repair: Mechanical (For Engines and a bit Medbay), Repair: Electronical (For Navigation and a bit Medbay) and Combat, for when there is an attack. Items can modify the latter score by a bonus of 1 to 4.

Tips:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

• At the start of your posts, write the name of your character, either in a description or simply alone. This will help others associate you with your character.

• Write descriptions in italics, spoken parts in "quotation marks" and OOC portion within spoiler tags.

• Use your creativity, your role PM is simply a guideline. Do not be afraid to contact me by PM or by IM repeatedly to ask if you can try out different things.

Other:

Spoiler Alert, click show to read: 

• Send your questions to me by PM or IM, I will reply to each one personally and if needed, I will include an FAQ in the first post.

• Have fun!

Alive: (12/12)
Alejo de Lula (jillyfae)
Amy Glenn (Methos)
Andrei Kerensky (Captain Blackadder)
Christy Hart (Spl1tp3r50naL1ty)
Diedrich White (Renata)
Edward (Askthepizzaguy)
Eve Saint-Claire (Secura)
Jake Harris (Romanic)
Jin Sung (Psychonaut)
Reilly Banks (Niklas)
Susann Becker (Winston Hughes)
Zareen Sung (Beefy187)

In Sleeping Pod: (0/12)

Dead: (0/12)


"Day 1" will commence Monday 7th of June at 17:00 EST (5 PM). I will post in the thread at that time as a reminder.

All Those Pretty Stars has begun!


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66gtxNYEUi8

"Day 1" begins now! (5 hours left in game before reaching the star)

"Day 1" will end Tueday the 8th of June at 17:00 EST (5PM)

I'm scared and I want my mommy.....

Why'd she have to die.... why why why.... :bigcry:

"Alright gents and ladies, listen up!"

Reilly Banks idly weighed the pulse gun back and forth in his hand, as if deciding whether to try it out immediately, while carefully eyeing each of the other survivors in turn.

"We're frikkin' eleven people, we're on a space ship that's highly damaged and about to kill us in mere hours, and there's a mass murderer among us. We need to get organized, and we need it now. First of all we need to get the ship back to a semblance of working order. Whoever's good with the mechanics, head over to that engine room right away and see what can be done. Kerensky, wanna take control of that mission, or do you fancy yourself more of an electrician? We need the navigation systems up too. Eve? White? What of the rest of you, think you can be of any assistance in this? We need to get moving, and we need it now!"

Christy Hart gently stroked the small boy's head, "Shh, it's alright Edward, it's going to be fine,"

She continued stroking his head and looked at Reilly,

"I'm a pretty alright with computers, if no one else with more skill wants to do it, I'll take a crack at it."

Jake Harris shook his head with a sad expression.

"Such a tragedy, so many people dead. May you go in peace my brothers and sisters, the universe claimed you, but you shall never be forgotten."

He sighed, then an expression of resolve appeared on his face.

"If we really have five hours to repair the ship, we should get to work right now. I don't possess the knowledge to repair it, but I will gladly lend my hand any way I can. Let's get to work! Where do we start? What should I do?"

Alejo squatted down next to the small boy.

"Edward, right? Would you like to help me look for the med-bay? We can make sure no one else will get hurt, while your new friend," he nodded at Christy where she stood stroking the boy's hair, trying and failing to remember her name, "helps fix the ship, ok?"

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• Vote: No Lynch and Vote: Abstain are permitted.

Carry on. :yes:

Christy nodded at Alejo, "It's Christy, and thank you."


She smiled at Edward, "Is that okay with you Edward?"

Leaning back against the hold's wall, Eve kept herself occupied by drumming her fingers rhythmically upon her legs, listening to the subdued sobbing of Edward and the gentle reassurances of nearby adults; she had her own problems, but there was nothing like a heartbroken and possibly bereaved child to put everything into perspective for her.

"If you like, you can stay here and keep an eye on the little one, Christie", she spoke softly, her dulcet tone barely above a whisper, "I've got a magic touch when it comes to electrical equipment."

Chrisy nodded at Eve, and went back to gently petting Edward. It broke her heart to see a child in the midst of this horror.

She looked around and noticed a few other people seemed to share the same distraught look. She could only imagine the face she was putting up.


She pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind, for now Edward was her world.

Andrei gets up looking through his notes on the engines of the ship noting all he can about the particuler idiosyncratic elements of the engine. He sees everyone looking at him waiting for some kind of guidance as the oldest person here yet he does not know what. He mutters to himself

Damn it I am getting too old for this stuff, this was supposed to be my retirement. Go on a nice adventure they said go see Ira they said it will be fantastic. It will be a nice change being a passenger they said bah. Guess it will be allright to get the old brain working again after a little while out of the game. I will be going to the engine room.

With this he begins to look around the room for tools that can allow him to begin work.

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Christy nodded at Alejo, "It's Christy, and thank you."


She smiled at Edward, "Is that okay with you Edward?"

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I don't want to be left alone. But someone's gotta make the ship go again... I guess....

Diedrich White has recovered nicely from the shock, or so it seems until he opens his mouth.

I don't suppose there are any lab rats on this ship, are there? Even a ferret? Someone's stray pet hamster?

Because, you know, it's occurred to me that if we're all five hours away from disappearing in a shower of charged particles, we may as well get some science out of it. Imagine the paper I could write! Unprecedented in the annals of scientific endeavor! Effect of close approach to Star (what star is this, anyway) on the biological systems of Mus musculus!

I don't suppose anyone would agree to waiting for about four and a half hours and *then* fix the navigation system?

Diedrich takes in the varied expressions around him with a look of belated recognition of reality.

Ah, right. What are you all looking at, I don't have a mouse anyway. Get to work!

Repair: Engines

This is so beneath my level of genius.

Reilly leans towards Jake Harris at his side, and speaks in a low voice: "Man, I sure wouldn't mind me some of her "magic touch". Guess it's a pity I don't have any electronic implants that need attention, eh?" Giving Jake a wink, he moves over towards where Eve Saint-Claire is sitting.

"That's great people, glad to see some initiative around here. We may survive this yet, or at the very least we'll have something interesting to do for the last 5 hours of our lives. Kerensky and White should get the engines up in no time, I'm sure. Alejo, how about you bring Christy and Edward over to the Medbay to see what can be done there? Eve and I are going to take care of the Navigation equipment. The rest of you lot, make yourselves useful!"

Reilly extends his hand towards the sitting Eve. "Come on honey*, let's get moving, I'm sure you'll have the systems up in no time."

Repair: Navigation

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* I was sooooo tempted to write "treacle" instead. ~;)

Still holding his wife, and stroking her shoulder comfortingly, Jin Sung spoke up.

Hey everyone. Jin Sung here. I've spend a lot of time on Starships, so I've got a good understanding of the workings of this old gal. I guess some of my ancestors must have been mechanics, so I can get to work on getting the engines or the med-bay up and running. Since we are on course for a bit of a scrape with a star it's probably more important to get the engines working, than the med-bay right now. Yeah?

Jin sighed.

It's a pity most of the systems are down. Have you seen the navigational holograph? It's fantastic, I've wasted countless hours just studying the star-maps. Ah.. they're so inspiring.

His voice trailed off, with a wistful look in his eyes.

Eve raised an eyebrow inquistively, murmured "okay, treacle" then prepared to follow Reilly to the navigation systems.

Repair: Navigation

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There's no temptation here, I'll just say it. :laugh4:

(Edit: Diedrich)

Get to work, Jin, and stop waffling. If I have to be in here up to my elbows in frayed wiring, so do you.

Anyone want to start up a game of six-dimensional mental chess to liven up the busy-work? Alpha pawn B1 to alpha pawn B1 treble.

Alejo stands and glances quickly at Jin, muttering softly under his breath, "since there's a murderer around, keeping everyone alive to fix the engines is probably a good idea too." Shaking his head to dislodge the mental image of the dead Captain, he turns back towards Christy and Edward.

"Let's keep ourselves busy, yes? I'm not an expert on fixing computers or machinery, but let's see what we can do."

Repair: Medbay

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Get to work, Jin, and stop waffling. If I have to be in here up to my elbows in frayed wiring, so do you.

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Repair: Engines

Standing over six feet tall, with high cheekbones and a naturally stern countenance, Susann Becker always cut an imposing figure. Glancing over at Diedrich White, she gave a condescending smile.

"Only six dimensions? I never play mental chess in less than nine... But, while I have total faith in my own ability to multitask, I worry that your inferior male brain would only be distracted from the job at hand. And, on that subject, I'm wondering whether we should split ourselves evenly between the three things that need repairing, or if there might be some advantage to concentrating the greater portion of our effort on repairing one thing? Any opinions?"

Although Ms Becker waited politely for an answer, the look on her face implied she held little hope of being impressed by what her fellow survivors had to offer.

Repair: Navigation

Repair: Engines

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Apologies about this post, I wasn't certain if I would be back in time to post, but I didn't want to be doing nothing.

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Tally:

No votes yet.

No method yet.

Repair: Engines (Diedrich White, Jin Sung, Jake Harris)
Repair: Navigation (Reilly Banks, Eve Saint-Claire, Susann Becker)
Repair: Medbay (Alejo de Lula)

Jake Harris quickly looked at Eve St-Claire and grinned back at Reilly.

"She is a beautiful woman indeed, but I don't have time for these... things. My faith is enough to fill all my desires. Do you know about the Universal Way? It's such a marvelous way to see the world. We should talk about it when we have time, brother. But now it's time for hard work, we need to repair this ship pronto."

Jake followed Jin and Diedrich to the engines room.

"Guys, I don't know much about this. Will you tell me what to do? I can handle a screwdriver and a hammer, hopefully I'll be useful."

Repair: Engines

"Day 1" has ended.

As the first fifteen minutes passed, there was some discussion and a few of the passengers got organized into groups to start the repairs, while others, apparently not affected by the urgency of the situation, decided not to lend a hand.

Tally:

No Lynch

Repair: Engines (Diedrich White, Jin Sung, Jake Harris)
Repair: Navigation (Reilly Banks, Eve Saint-Claire, Susann Becker)
Repair: Medbay (Alejo de Lula)

Not Repairing: (Edward, Amy Glenn, Andrei Kerensky, Zareen Sung, Christy Hart)

Have not posted in this round: (Amy Glenn/Methos and Zareen Sung/Beefy187) :angry:


"Night 1" begins. It will end Wednesday 9th of June at 17:00 EST (5 PM)

The shock of the accident prevented me from talking..
I have recovered :bow:

I can't do much, but I can offer a hand to repair anything.

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Great, so I'm checking out the navigation systems with a sex pest and a mardy bum... should be eventful! :laugh4:

repair engines

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sorry for being late hope I still can do some fixing

Andrei wakes from his looking at his notes on the engine upset at all these "scientists" trying to tell him what to do.

Excuse me I have the most practical experiance working on engines so I will work there so follow me all.

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It is too late to call out repairs at this time. Make sure to include repair order during a post in the next day phase though. :wink:

Jake Harris

BANG CLANK BANG. Jake Harris was working on the engines with Diedrich and Jin, and was trying to fix a dislodged piece without much success. He motioned at Jin.

"So what's your story, brother? Why are you on this ship? That previous talk about star maps was interesting, are you a pilot?"

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Jake approached Deidrich White.

"Hey Deidrich. What were you saying about mistreatment of poor defenseless creatures such as ferrets? You can't do this, it's an evil, terrible thing to do. These animals feel the pain as much as we, humans. Is this how you envision your last hours in the Universe, inflicting pain on other living beings?"

(Diedrich @ Jake)

Oh. You're one of those.

Excuse me if I don't waste my remaining time alive debating animal rights. There's a woman here who is under the delusion that she is my mental superior. That promises to be much more entertaining, don't you think?

If we do go into the star, Jake, I'll toast a ferret in your honor. Cheers.

"Night 1" Ends

After forty five minutes of labor or idling, everyone returns to the main hold for further discussion.





"Day 2" begins now and will end Thursday June 10th at 17:00 EST (5 pm)

Individual PMs pertaining to what happened during the Night Phase will be sent shortly.

Christy.... Christy.... I'm hungry. I want some Space Doritos.

I don't like that Mister Banks. He gives me the creeps.

"Hey hey, seems we're making good progress here, eh Eve? We're such a team! Oh yeah, Susann too, good job there."

Surveying the other survivors, Reilly Banks' face grows cold as he spots Amy Glenn sitting around doing nothing.

"Hey little lady, how about waking up and joining the rest of us in reality? Or perhaps you'd rather go back to sleep?"

vote: Amy Glenn; Method: Sleeping Pod

Jake Harris

"How did we do? Are we going to have enough time to repair the ship before we hit the star?"

"I am not much of a mechanic, but from what I've seen, our current progress does not seem good enough to repair the engines in time. We need more working people so putting someone to sleep isn't productive."

"Leave Amy alone, she is still shocked after what happened, give her more time. She could prove useful to us later, and I'd like to hear from her before making any harsh decision."

Vote: no lynch

After listening to the discussion so far, Zareen finally decided to talk.

"Tonight I would like to lend a hand in Repair: Med Bay. I think the Med Bay might be very important. As for the lynch, with no one claiming to get attacked, or encounter in strange incident I say we hold off lynching someone."

Vote: No Lynch

Eve leaned against the same wall she had occupied only forty-five minutes previously, folding her arms and watching as the rest of the passengers returned to the hold. Reilly made some comment about teamwork, but she merely shrugged her shoulders; in Eve's opinion, it hardly constituted as a team effort when she was bearing the brunt of the workload.

The internal politics of the ship didn't matter to her; she wanted to return to the navigation systems as quickly as possible, fix everything and return home, preferably without anyone else dying.

Repair: Navigation