Announcements: Initiative: Promoting Forum Roleplay » Universe of the Month! » Finding Universes to Join (and making yours more visible!) » Guide To Universes On RPG » Starter Locations & Prompts for Newcomers » RPG Chat — the official app » USERNAME CHANGES » Suggestions & Requests: THE MASTER THREAD »

Latest Discussions: Empty Skies » Does Mind Affect the World? » I have an announcement. » Iskjerne Ballad by dealing_with_it » Viking Music / Norse Songs - Germanic Paganism » Capitalism » Panspermia: a Case for Cordyceps » The Ethics on owning a Housepet » I just really had to share this plot idea. » Materialism » Satire & Comedy » Platonic numbers » No complaints (a little bit of rappin) » Any multi-player roleplay videogamers here? » Needing a woman's perspective on a concept » Gluts and Gaps » Universal Basic Income » Impending Pursuit Q&A » Eudaimonia » Loot! »

Players Wanted: Long term partner to play an older male wanted » DEAD! » Looking for new RP Buddy(s)! » Sands of Oblivion » Looking for Role Players to join an active universe » Looking for Empire of Cendalia Players » Seeking Roleplayers for The Isekai Wonderland Project » Hadean The Brave - Fresh Blood » Just a trophy of status - long term, story focus! » Kingdom come looking for roleplayers » The Last Dragon! » Roleplay Return for 1 x 1 » Players wanted for a science fiction adventure. » Players needed for Fantasy Romance reboot » One(1) male & Two(2) Female Roles OPEN <3 » Talmora: Kingdom of magic » Looking For A New Partner » Hellboy characters » 18+ Writing Partner [Fantasy, Romance, Etc.] » 18+, Multi-Para to Novella Writers please! »

The Multiverse

Bastion IV

99.75 INK

a part of The Multiverse, by Remæus.

Bastion 4 is the only planet in the Kos system which is suitable for humanoid life. In part a place of entertainment, in part a sprawling wild. Deep sea lakes, Ice caves, a planet much sea but enough land to be teeming with life both above & below waters.

Ryand-Smith holds sovereignty over Bastion IV, giving them the ability to make limited changes.

1,278 readers have been here.


Bastion 4 is the only planet in the Kos system which is suitable for humanoid life. In part a place of entertainment, in part a sprawling wild. Deep sea lakes, Ice caves, a planet much sea but enough land to be teeming with life both above and below waters

Come tour the deep sea lakes, explore the Ice Caves, or even find out about the History of Trantor here on Bastion 4, or retire in the natural beauty of the Great Bastion Sea Colony!
Create a Character Here »

Bastion IV

Bastion 4 is the only planet in the Kos system which is suitable for humanoid life. In part a place of entertainment, in part a sprawling wild. Deep sea lakes, Ice caves, a planet much sea but enough land to be teeming with life both above & below waters.


Bastion IV is a part of Kos: Deep Space.

2 Places in Bastion IV:

19 Characters Here

Eros [5]
Vladimir Tesla II [4] A tinker by trade, he invented his preferred weapon when he was high and playing Fallout 3.
Larissa Tudor [4] Larissa Tudor is 24 and tiny. She is 5'2 and 105pounds. She resembles a child, and appears innocent. Although she is a cruel misanthrope.
Ariel* [4]
Varek [4] Pilot of the Gokrasha
Elly the Chimpaphant [4] A not-so-cute chimpaphant, ready to freak people out in nature.
Yukiko of the Sky People [4] Yukiko is a touch healer, having just recently come into the power of her race. She does not love war, or the brutality she has witnessed at all. Still, she will do what she can to end the bloodshed.
Philatanus [4] Even the Devil needs a little help from time to time. Raping and ruining is a lot of work, after all, and everyone has their specialties.
Malis. [4] Shadow of the Night.

Start Character Here »




Characters Present

Character Portrait: Myrkul's Vein Character Portrait: Keith nexus
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.00 INK

The voice said simply, "Look down, part-humankind. You are two thousand kilometers from the surface of your world. My entry from the immaterium has compressed space but it recovers soon. Can you survive space?"


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Myrkul's Vein Character Portrait: Keith nexus
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

0.25 INK

The voice says simply, "We presume you have a way down, humankind. The envelope will persist for a time. This place does not suit our needs for the great city."

Space itself rattles one's teeth as Myrkul's gigantic psycholocomotors alight on the back of the moon-sized obelisk. As if sinking out of space the stars bent and torque as Myrkul slides back into the Immaterium. An upwell of space slams together as a tide though this time Myrkul is keen to aim the concretions away from the planet instead of toward it.

Myrkul's Vein exits "Warp Concretion".
You notice Myrkul's Vein Concretion appear on the ground.
Myrkul's Vein boards "Warp Concretion".
"Warp Concretion" engages its warp drive, vanishing before your eyes.
Keith nexus has left the area, heading down into Xamoyos.
Meteor has arrived, coming from Xamoyos.
Meteor vanishes into nothingness, but you get the feeling they are heading somewhere else.
Goffre Alvisson arrives, coming from Kos: Deep Space.
Goffre Alvisson has left the area, heading down towards Xamoyos.


Characters Present

Character Portrait: Commander Faust Character Portrait: Aleksander Gregor Character Portrait: Aris Adalet Character Portrait: Maksim Vytalion Character Portrait: Paul Walton
Tag Characters » Add to Arc »

1.25 INK

In orbit of Bastion IV

Amidst the clutter of ships coming and going, a single cruiser seemed to linger in the travel lanes of Bastion IV, holding a distant orbit above the planet. The TVSV Erikoure was rather large for a science vessel, though from its hull and structure the assumption that it had once been a military vessel wouldn’t have been hard to make. At nearly three hundred and thirty meters from bow to stern, she dwarfed some of the smaller freights and lighters that came to and from Paguarano, and due to her size those aboard had opted to keep the vessel in orbit rather than boldly attempt an atmospheric entry so early.

In her bridge, a man stood with two hands gripping at the rails of the captain’s deck before him. His drab jumpsuit bore two identifiers, on his left breast on shoulder, of the Xamoyos expedition. Studying a display, Doctor Paul Walton clicked his tongue as a fellow researcher beside him spoke.

“Welcome to Bastion IV, Doctor.” The scientist remarked dryly, leaning over the shoulder of one of the Erikoure’s pilots and studying his nav-display. “We’ll be launching stratolitte after sending a dropship down to the spaceport, I’ll be sure to feed you all the diagnostics from the passes.” He offered, finally stepping away from the pilot’s chair and holding a small tablet of his own.

“Won’t really tell us much we don’t already know. Model-Terran, rich atmosphere, reports of the megafauna have been more … interesting, though.” Walton said, his eyes focused on a readout of the planet’s cursory scan by the Erikoure’s quantum tunnel telescopes and RAILS sensors.

“Yeah, I wonder what all’s really down there … “ The young researcher began quietly, his eyes settling on the holographic display of the rotating world some thousands of kilometers below. Walton noticed that sparkle in the young man’s eye, curiosity of the unknown dribbling into the man’s mind.

“You ever been to a planet with megafauna, Mister Dralland?” Walton inquired, promptly turning away from his readout to address the young scientist. “It looks beautiful from up here, peaceful even,” He continued, stepping around to then stand beside the young man.

“But on a world like this you must understand one thing: nature’s ruled this realm for millenia, and the truth of what may be down there can be even more dangerous than anything soldiers or armies or the machinations of mankind can possibly dream of.

Vehicle Bay No. 2

Maksim Vytalion stifled a short cough as he finished the final disinfection of the Winstohl dropship’s main compartment. Stretching nearly 39 meters from nose to tail, the single Winstohl airjet was by far the largest vehicle held neatly in the Erikoure’s bays. They needed two whole bays to hold the expedition’s complement of airjets: four small Vultures, two old, medium Arukas and the larger Winstohl dropship. Holding up the spray wand, Vytalion heard the soft chirp of his comm-bead and flicked his finger across a haptic display in the corner of his vision. With a quick screech, the comm-line was opened and Vytalion was greeted with the voice of the expedition’s illusive director, Professor Willart Sigismund.

“Mister Vytalion, is our dropship ready for her first voyage planetside?” The cold voice inquired, and Maksim slowly turned to trot back out of the Winstohl’s large bay and into the cacophony of preparations that were taking place in Bay No. 2.

“Ah, I believe so - hull disinfection was completed three hours ago, and just finished on the insides.” Vytalion replied, stepping off the rear ramp of the Winstohl and making room for the pair of pilots that were soon boarding the dropship.

“Very good Mister Vytalion. I believe Doctors Walton and Adalet will be joining you and the first away team.”

Maksim gave a soft huff as he laid the disinfecting wand against a stack of crates and then seated himself atop one. Producing a pack of cigarettes, he’d take the time to enjoy one last break before the venture planetside. He scoffed at the mention of the scientists. While the pay was good, they hadn’t paid him nearly enough to simply babysit scientists and researchers.

As he lit the end of a cigarette and took a short pull, his comm-bead squawked once more, this time a call from the head of security - Valera Stashalenko was a retired Home Guard captain, and normally the two would be despised enemies. Funny how money changed that.

“Vytalion, this is Stashalenko. We’re in communication with the uhh … Pagaurano Traffic Control. Patching you in now.”

Leaning back, Vytalion took another long drag as the call connected with his haptic Focus, the lines giving brief bursts of static. While time delay was a factor, Vytalion estimated it was negligible however. Perhaps only a few seconds, at worst.

“This is Traffic Control to the TVSV Erikoure, we have authorized your landing at Dock 11. Welcome to Bastion IV and Pagaurano. You are green to approach.”

Maksim steadied a hand on his ear, pressing a delicate finger to the comm-bead. “This is Erikoure Lander 1-1, we read you loud and clear. We estimate uuuh, a two hour flight and then a 40 minute entry.” He spoke, soon nubbing the cigarette out and promptly dropping it into a refuse bin and standing up. “We’ll be relaying flight telemetry and underway soon.” With that, the connection was severed to the planet, leaving just Stashalenko and Vytalion on the channel.

“Mister Vytalion.” Stashalenko then said quietly, Maksim’s boots thudding against the ramp of the Winstohl as he then stopped in his tracks. “The Director said no weapons planetside yet but, we’ll keep that to ourselves. Don’t let the eggheads know but … keep a strap, for insurance.”

Vytalion chewed on the inside of his cheek as he listened, first taking a cautious glance around before adjusting the breast of his jacket, and checking the grip of the heavy blaster pistol strapped beneath his shoulder. “One step ahead of you, Stashalenko. Maksim out.” He remarked dryly, then severing the comms-link and obscuring the blaster with his jacket once more.

Karvi-3 arrives, coming from Xamoyos.
Karvi-3 ascends towards Kos: Deep Space.