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Assimilation-Oppression

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby isafos on Tue Aug 14, 2007 2:34 am

Story: 500 years from now, Earth is unrecognizable. advances have been made that would make the Star Trek fan hyperventilate. space travel is a part of normal life, with Humanity spreading out across the universe, creating colonies across hundreds of galaxies, Terra forming many planets to be just like Earth. the universe is measured in five Rings. the outer three are much less civilized, and many planets still haven't been inhabited, let alone discovered. the inner two are the Cream of the crop, with many Political parties being situated there, and the Government itself is situated in the middle. Earth.

Humanity as we know it hasn't changed much. same moral issues, same Racial discrimination, at heart, same us.

however, Technology has gone above and beyond. age is a non-issue for those who can afford it. Synthetic organs, limbs... if you can pay, you can live forever. Cyborgs and Androids are now perfectly normal sights; Humans who have added Robotic parts to themselves. it could be anything. entire body parts, vital organs, eyes.. it's entirely to have CNN running in a corner of your head, and such comes with the sponsors of many Robotics companies. Androids, are Humans who have almost (or HAVE) gone all the way. some with fully robotic bodies, all with more Robotics then Organics. their skin is always extremely pale, due to the fluid that runs through their veins instead of blood. some even have Robotic brain's, and world's of possibilities are opened. however. Machines can be programmed, and many Androids have had their humanity fully removed, and been programmed to take orders against their will. Robotics are more and more frowned upon by Organics because of this, and are commonly targeted by gangs and found dead, or missing limbs.

there are many Androids and Cyborgs that have joined forces, creating rebel forces and striking outlying planets, capturing Organics and forcibly upgrading them. the Human party against Robotics (HPAR) have petitioned to the Government to ban Androids on certain inner ring planets, and even to Dispatch inquisitors to Destroy or Jail them completely.

Sides:
the United Federacy of Earth (UFA)

the UFA is the force that Governs over Humanity. their special-ops teams ensure the law is upheld across the universe, with whatever force required.
curfews are common, and Tax is staggeringly high. the Oppressive Government reveals info to their people 'need to know' style

the Rebellion of United Robotics: (ROUB)
they used to be normal Human-beings. now, due to extensive surgery and implantation, they're more Machine then Man. many Androids and Cyborgs are just trying to happily live their lives, but thanks to the UFA, and thanks to Human nature, many of them have to join the ROUB, some, (thanks to Neural Programming) against their will. ROUB want's freedom from the Oppressive UFA for Robotic life forms and Organics alike, not to war against the Government. but certain Circumstances within the ROUB, have forced them to take different action in some cases-- going so far as to Capture innocent Civilians from outlying planets and take them to their 'Upgrading' factories at their hidden bases, where the Innocents are upgraded to Androids, and sometimes, reprogrammed to force them to join ROUB's cause. ROUB believes that they are the greater of two evil's, and promise that by Destroying the UFA, Humanity will be free to live normally.

Rules:
-no Godmodding (LOLZ, DEATH RAY CANNON BOMB NAZI OF MASS OBESITY!!!!111eleven111one1one)
-no Killing off other characters without the users' specific consent.
-keep the swearing around PG-13
-romance; i'm cool with. cyber; not so much. PM that stuff if you need to. don't post it.
-Flame wars are for the General forums. (hehehehe)
-be literate.
-the Majority of the story will revolve around the third ring planet Odin, and certain second, and First ring planets (including Earth), but feel free to explore the rest of the universe as you will. the story is called 'Universe; Now'. go nuts with the universe. I WILL make a Sci-fi multiverse RP eventually though, so don't worry. ;)

Character form:
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Username:
Character Name:
Character Age:
Organic/Android/Cyborg:
Affiliation: (UFA/ROUB)
Character Gender: (not relevant for some Android characters.)
Character appearance: (Detailed description or picture)
Character Bio:
Post example: (show me your '1337 skillz0rz'.)


Characters:
Username: isafos
Character Name: Zax (yeah, I use it a lot.)
Character Age: 20
Organic/Android/Cyborg: (Currently) Human
Affiliation: Neutral
Character Gender: Male
Character appearance: Tall, slender (especially for a male), and slightly Muscular, he is very pale, so is often mistaken for an Android, although he has no Cybernetic 'upgrades'. he wears jeans, a black long sleeved T-shirt and a dark Brown jacket tied around his abdomen. he has messy red hair, and Cold blue eyes. he wears a Holo-watch.
Character Bio: Recently turned 20, Zax recently came to Odin from Earth looking for work, not aware of the ROUB activity on the Planet.


Username: HorusTheHeretic
Character Name: Dragomir TK-421
Character Age: 81
Organic/Android/Cyborg: Android
Affiliation: ROUB
Character Gender: Biologically, neither. Personality, male.
Character appearance: http://fc02.deviantart.com/fs11/i/2006/ ... rlhead.jpg


Username: Visda
Character Name: Trisiana Delauny
Character Age: 22
Organic/Android/Cyborg: Cyborg
Affiliation: (UFA/ROUB) Neutral
Character Gender: Female
Character appearance: Her skin is completely pale, smooth and unmarked and her eyes are completely white. Often times she hides her eyes behind contacts to add a blue iris and black pupil. Despite the color of her eyes, she is not blind but rather has had implants to enable her vision. Her hair, in contrast to the rest of her is the same as her mother's an almost pure black. She seems very small and delicate but, thanks to engineering, she does contain a strength that doesn't show.
Character Bio: When Tris was only 3, she contracted an illness that was long thought to have been eradicated. It slowly ate away at her spine and left her blind and paralyzed. Through many surgeries and amplifications, she was able to regain the ability to see and walk though the illness left its sign on her by leaving her small and pale. Her parents stopped her surgeries as soon as she was able to live a normal life, her mind untouched by robotic parts though parts of her spinal cord and nervous system have been replaced.


Username: SoulsFlame
Character Name: Zel
Character Age: 21
Organic/Android/Cyborg: Organic
Affiliation: (UFA/ROUB) UFA
Character Gender: (not relevant for some Android characters.) male
Character appearance: (Detailed description or picture) Zel is 6' with white hair and green eyes. he wears the UFA captains uniform.
Character Bio: Zel is the youngest captain in the UFA fleet. Although he is a captain many of the higher ups did not like that and had him sent to the outer rim for exploration duty. After a year of that, they finally called his ship into action to go inspect Odin for the ROUB. Zel has a horrible sense of direction and has got him and his crew lost many a time, plus to boot his luck is pretty bad to. He's only still alive because of his ability to analyze and react to a situation calmly. Amazingly for once he arrived at Odin on time.


Username:Mordeth
Character Name: Mordin
Character Age: 25
Organic/Android/Cyborg: organic with a few cibernetic implants.
Affiliation: mercinary working for UFA
Character Gender: male
Character appearance: tall (about 6foot) caucasian, very forgettabe face, wears balck pants, white longsleeved shirt, black vest, black leather gloves, and sturdy shoes. all of his clothing has been altered to have pockets and sheaths for the various tools and weapons he keeps about his person at all times. he has chestnut red hair that is Pulled back into a tail at the back of his head. he is musclular in the way that acrobats are, compact and lithe.
Character Bio: drifter born on an unkown planet, had become and excellent theif and acrobat able to break into nearly anwyhere and get out again, and had developed a preferance for avoiding combat if possible but resolving it up close and personal if needed. he was caught by the UFA in the middle of a job at the age of 15. he killed 3 agents before they where able to subdue him. recognising his abilities the higher ups discreetly offered him an unoficial position as an assasin within the UFA. the only condition was that he enlist and become a special ops agent for them as cover. so his combat abilites where honed so that he is very dangerous up close. he can fire pistols and the like when he has to but there is little accuracy, he prefers to make the kill personal. he wields high-velocity microfilament wires with incredible skill and precision, Martial artist, Acrobat, theif. carries an assortment of lockpicks both electronic and physical as well as a small assortment of blades. he prefers to work alone on his unoffical missions but tolerates the presance of others to maintain his cover.


Username: Shalynn
Character Name: Isis
Character Age: 23
Organic/Android/Cyborg: Organic
Affiliation: Neutral
Character Gender: Female
Character appearance:
http://beyondsilence.wordpress.com/isis/

Character Bio: After losing her parents on a strange accident, Isis was raised by her uncle. The man was a former war hero, who had suffered extensive changes on his body turning him into a cyborg..
Later with the help of Isis they opened a store in Odin, focused on new technologies: implants, body parts, cybernetics among other things.

Post example: ((this is part of what I'm planning to post when/if i am accepted))

Isis yawned heartedly as she glanced through the work table. Layed open in front of her were several products waiting their final destination: recycling, recalibration, or small modifications. With a sigh she grabbed one of the old hand models, broken fingers, inner structure damaged and the alloy getting corroded by some wierd substance. "Dead" and with those simple words the hand was tossed to the recycling bin. Next to the vacant space was another strange module... but her eyes just glanced as she saw something sparkle beneath it.
Immediately she grabbed the object and smiled pleased with her finding.
On her hand was a small metallic lizard, made of silvered alloy. It was small and quite detailed, fitting completly on her open hand "I wonder why they placed you here boy..."
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Re: AssimOppression

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby isafos on Sat Sep 08, 2007 3:10 am

Zax sat inpatiently on his luggage in the Cargo bay of the Trans-Galatic space liner, waiting for the Transport to land. he had just spent a solid week on the ship. it was a long trip, but it was a five-star luxury Space liner. it was a holiday ship, not capable of Warp speeds, instead taking the scenic route so the passengers could enjoy 'the sights'. at least, that was what it had said on the Brochure. for his twentieth birthday, he had received a first class ticket to wherever he wanted to go. pretty damn good present, considering how much it must have cost. he had chosen Odin because of a recommendation he got from one of his slightly more Space-faring friends back home. the planet was the business hub of this part of the galaxy. plenty of good work, and a variety of it. he snapped out of his boredom, looking up at the Comm speakers as the voice of the captain broke through. (or rather, with the addition of full HD sound systems, integrated smoothly and perfectly with the music that was playing, instead of stopping it like the more 'Retro' ships.) "this is the Captain, we are now docking, please make sure you have all of your valuables, and proceed to the Cargo bay. we hope you have enjoyed the trip." Zac stood up and stepped forward as the ship landed, touching down without a bump, or even the slightest bit of turbulence. he breathed deeply as a burst of fresh (Although slightly dusty) local air hit him square in the face, followed by the midday sunlight that glared through the portholes. he picked up his luggage and walked off the space liner onto the planet, nodding a goodbye to one of the other passengers who had been waiting with him.

he walked casually through the crowded Dock, looking around at the sights of the planet. the Main cityscape was a few kilometers to the north, and was emphasized by the sudden growth of building size, going from the smaller 50-85 story buildings to the Multi-hundred to thousand story buildings. he blinked, frowning suddenly as he involuntarily locked eyes with a Man, who after a couple of seconds of after-thought, he realized was not Human (by his extremely pale skin and by the small, grey Digital pentagon's that encircled his Pupils.) but what were Androids doing on Odin? he had read that the planet was Android-free (although it really made no difference to him, it seemed odd). he shrugged it off, catching a Cab to the primary Business centre of the city to look for a Hotel and some work, quickly forgetting the Android.

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Re: Assimilation-Oppression

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Tris left her job station sighing, it had been another long day of boring transmissions going back and forth from one planet to another. She scratched between her shoulder blades and rolled her neck. "You would think they would have figured out how to make these stupid suits more comfortable and less itchy" she grumbled inwardly. She was currently wearing the clean suit that they had to use around the sensitive machines. She monitored systems that helped keeping the flow of from backing up, maintaining the systems when flaws did occur. She was about the only one there that was not almost fully robotic. She entered the locker room and took off the suit, sending it down to the room where it would be sanitized and brought back for reuse. Tris changed into her regular street wear after a quick shower.
Leaving the employee's area and entering into the public area, she was already yawning and ready to be at home. "At least the day is almost over.. go home and relax.." she thought to herself as she entered the public transportation that would take her back to her small apartment in the middle of the vast living areas. She lived on Odin her entire life and fully expected the rest of her life to be plain and never achieving anything passed what she did now. It always amazed her how many people came and went from the planet, some making a lot of progress, some becoming more then they ever believed possible and yet still she was there, in the same place her parents had been in working a dead end job. As they stopped at the docking platforms, she watched as people entered and left those ships that would take them to and from different planets. For some reason or another, her eyes were attracted to watching one man who had the same expression of the country bumpkin going to the city for the first time. It made her chuckle quietly before the train took off again, hurling toward the next stop.
Tris disembarked from the train and headed up toward her apartment to get a shower, a meal, and some sleep before she had to go back to start the day all over again. The life of a middle class worker never changes, no matter what century it might be.

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Re: Assimilation-Oppression

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Zax checked into the hotel, heading up to his room on the 12 floor. because there wasn't much of a view, the room was cheaper, so he had jumped on it immediately. he opened the door and entered the room. it was relatively small, and not too lavish-- but it was only a three star Hotel. he unpacked his stuff into the room and headed into the Bathroom to shower before his job interview tomorrow, not noticing the shadow just outside the window.

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the next couple of days went without a hitch. he got an average paying job, ate and slept alone, and didn't see any more Androids. on the fifth night on the planet, he decided to go out for dinner (he could afford it, at least for tonight) for once. he booked a reservation in 'The Grande, five-star Dining and theatre' (one of the planet's oldest, and best Restaurant's with many post-meal activities, including theatre and a VIP lounge.), changing into a Tuxedo he had rented earlier that day and heading out, taking a shortcut through the alley outside his hotel room's window, so as to get to the nearest cab station to take him to the Restaurant on the other side of the city.

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Isis yawned heartedly as she glanced through the work table. Layed open in front of her were several products waiting their final destination: recycling, recalibration, or small modifications. With a sigh she grabbed one of the old hand models, broken fingers, inner structure damaged and the alloy getting corroded by some weird substance. "Dead" and with those simple words the hand was tossed to the recycling bin. Next to the vacant space was another strange module... but her eyes just glanced over it as she saw something sparkle beneath Immediately, she grabbed the object and smiled pleased with her finding.
On her hand was a small metallic lizard, made of silvered alloy. It was small and quite detailed, fitting completely on her open hand "I wonder why they placed you here boy..."
The woman moved away from the work table, and headed upstairs, "Can't remember why this was sent to RMA... mmm... maybe it could be fixed. Would be a shame to send this to be melted away", entranced on her own thoughts until the sound of the basement door closing pulled her back to reality. She was again on the surface level, and on the main store...
The “Firestarter” was once one of the best cybernetics store on the lower trade district, but the years passed… and now it was but a shade of its former self. The walls around the two front windows had thick layers of posters and graffiti’s, and the holographic sign above the door flickered as the wind blew.

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Dragomir moved silently, an easy feat despite his size because of the sound suppressor field around him. His radar read all clear and he crept up behind a parked vehicle. His night vision allowed him to see clearly across the dim street at his target. You're mine, Zax...

The target was heading for a cab station, apparently. If he made it there, Dragomir had as good as failed. He closed to within twenty feet of the target, who looked around a few times before being content in the idea that he was alone.

The gap between them closed. Dragomir's massive steel arms shot and grabbed the young man around the throat. He clapped a hand over his mouth to stifle his yell.

"Listen, organic." The word came out with such bitterness, and vile hatred. "You are going to come with me, or I will kill you where you stand."

The man struggled. Dragomir did not follow up on his threat, merely knocking him out with a quick smack across the back of the head.
"It used to be that our elected officials were veterans of World War II, Vietnam, or the Civil Rights Movement. But with the election of Jesse Ventura in Minnesota and Arnold Schwarzenegger in California, I foresee a day when all our leaders will come from the movie Predator. Think about it. Governor Carl Weathers. No wait: Senator Predator. I bet he has some pretty interesting things to say about tort reform."
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"Mission accomplished Dragomir..."

"So.. what do we do with this one?"

"Full upgrade? memory suppressant, emotional inhibitor..."

"Sir!"

"not permanently, just until we win this damned war."

"Warning... Conversion commencing... Warning... Conversion commencing..."

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!!!!!"

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Hours passed.. yet she didn't even notice.
The code in front of her was far more immersible and complex then she had first anticipated, but finally, after several tries it was paying off. The small eyes rolled on the sockets with a rasping metallic sound, and two green gems appeared. The eyes blinked twice, before the lizard started to squirm away disconnecting himself from the cables. "Wait... I'm not going to hurt you", Isis said motioning for him to be calm.

The animal blinked his eyes again and darted off the store, sliding through a small opening on the door. "Wait!"
I didn't pass all the night around this little bastard to let him get away that easily... She jumped from the chair, and pushed the door looking to both the sides on the street.

It wasn't easy to catch up on him, even if the battery reserves were low, it moved on a high speed equaling a human... probably surpassing one without enhancements. The lizard finally turned on the next interception, and a smirk grew on her lips, Catcha... i won't let you get out of that alley... oh no i won't.

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