Mercenaries who play together stay together (reboot) (scifi, anthro, freeform)

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Chreestafer

This is a free form game about a small group of mercenaries who survive together aboard the ship "Euphoria".



The small group is in mutual "love" with each other, banding together, physically and emotionally for everyone to survive through their hard unique lives.  They have taken jobs ranging anywhere from simple find and retrieval missions all the way up to helping certain "clientele" win wars or worse lose them.  Enemies have been made at every turn, yet in the end the five of them know as they board the ship that they have each other.

Your pasts mean nothing.  Some how you have found your way onto the ship many years ago.  Your skill set has set you apart from millions, and it is proven mostly on a mission to mission basis.  Millions of planets hold millions of races, where you came from means nothing, yet what you bring with you means everything.


What I am looking for:

A co-GM

I need 4 to 6 more players looking for some fun and adventure with a healthy mix of naughty times ;)

We are looking for a good mix of anthro characters to humans characters. My thoughts are this, 1 male anthro (me), 1 human female, 1 anthro futa, 1 human male, 1 anthro female.  Then the remaining 2 can be anything. The positions are listed bellow, If this gains enough interest ill post up a CS sheet later with a deeper plot line.

Positions:
Captain-
LT- Chreestafer (anthro fox)
Engineer / Mechanic-
Heavy arms specialist-
Pilot-
Medic-
Cook-





Player Name:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Photo: (use as many as you can find! Nude and non nude!)
Position:
Gear:
History:
Fears:
Ons:
Offs:
Sexual Ons:
Sexual Offs:
“The Doctor: This is bad, I don't like this. [kicks console and yells in pain] Never use force, you just embarrass yourself. Unless you're cross, in which case... always use force!
Amy: Shall I run and get the manual?
The Doctor: I threw it in a supernova.
Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why?
The Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me when I'm cross!”
Ons and Offs
F-List

Kodoku Okami

Player Name: Kodoku Okami
Name: Yuri 'Shyrade' Iikodachi
Age: 29
Race: Anthropomorphic; Feline - Lynx
Photo: (use as many as you can find! Nude and non nude!)
Position: Assassin, Cook, Nurse
Gear: Wakasashi & Tonto, smoke bombs, throwing darts (dipped in her 'scent')
                                 Sutra scrolls;
                                  Immobilize (Kotei-ka)
                                  Protect barrier (Hugo)
                                  Heal (Chiyu)
                                  Explosive (Bakukatsu)
                                  Passion (Jounetsu)
History: Shyrade, not being her real name of course, more of an alias that stuck. Her real name was rarely used outside the tribe. An assassin from a old tribe of cat warriors that are fierce, but peaceful. Strict, yet gave leeway to whom they deemed worthy of it... Failure in a mission meant for punishment from the Elders. She was a quick one to learn, but being shy, clumsy and sarcastic kept her from success sometimes. Being hyper and a increased sex drive didn't help either. Her sarcasm and quick wit got her into a lot of trouble as a child. Being the daughter of the village chief and a great chef, nurse and assassin where the only reasons she wasn't casted out of the tribe. Being a cat, these things came second nature to her.
Fears: Trained not to have any; Hindrances: Clumsy at times, curiosity, sex drive and hyper.
Ons:
Offs:
Sexual Ons: Bisexual; Anyone that can come close to besting her.
Sexual Offs: There is little she wont do; Save, toilet play and anal.. "Just not for me, sorry guys n' gals."
Any other questions, feel free to ask. And I'm willing to adjust for the role as needed.
Thy flow of life, let it flow. But do make something of it or be thy nothing.

Chantarelle

“If all we have is this imagined empty canvas of endless possibility...this potential heaven...then let it be our haven. A place of marriage between two souls desperate to feel something beyond the cruel tedium of real life. If we truly be the masters who dream these dreams then let our innermost desires fuel the adventures we create and the love that we make here, let it all unfold endlessly or for only a brief moment in time but for as long as it breathes let it devour and I will forgive your boldness if you will be so good as to forgive me mine...” ~ Chantarelle

Chreestafer

We have 2 interested so far :)

Go ahead and post up a character sheet.  Tell all your friends! Haha
“The Doctor: This is bad, I don't like this. [kicks console and yells in pain] Never use force, you just embarrass yourself. Unless you're cross, in which case... always use force!
Amy: Shall I run and get the manual?
The Doctor: I threw it in a supernova.
Amy: You threw the manual in a supernova? Why?
The Doctor: Because I disagreed with it! Now stop talking to me when I'm cross!”
Ons and Offs
F-List

Yoda

“Train yourself to let go of everything you fear to lose.”
“Do. Or do not. There is no try.”

Chanticleer

Player Name: Chanticleer
Name: Samaris
Sex: Futa (uses female pronouns)
Age: 25
Race: Anthropomorphic Equid
Position: Heavy Weapons Specialist, Size-Queen, Accountant, Refugee Relief
Gear: Has a variety of options in the ship's armory ranging from automatic grenade launchers to plasma LMGs and the occasional folding disposable missile-launcher. Unsurprisingly, she enjoys collateral damage and is not happy when the situation limits her to something as tastefully restrained as a carbine with an underbarrel one-shot. She's tall, and stronger than she looks: quite a few things that aren't meant to be portable can be, if she makes up her mind she really wants them to be.
History: Born in the midst of a civil war on Delphi, she grew up in an environment where fighting was constant, comfort and security were rare, and most people envied those who had weapons and the power to protect themselves by working with one or another of the local warlords. As a young teen, she worked in a refugee center alongside the quartermaster carefully taking stock of all available resources and trying to help eke them out enough to support all of the displaced civilians around her. She eventually worked her way into the good graces of one local khan by stealing a rifle from an enemy soldier, and proceeded to spend her teenage years mostly standing guard duty or defending the khan's protectorate. Eventually, she captured a portable grenade launcher and ended up being tasked with more offensive roles. She enjoys structure-hit tactics, and delights in demolishing big things. She left Delphi and went mercenary after the khan's power was challenged enough that she was ordered to destroy a building which everyone knew contained only harmless civilians in order to simply block a road. She knows full well that wars cause casualties, but she balks at being asked to unnecessarily cause harm to the harmless. Eventually, she hooked up with Chreestafer and company, and has been a part of the team ever since.
Fears: Samaris really, REALLY hates large insects. Yep, the girl can pick up and shoot a tripod-mounted heavy gun but she'll squeal and run from tarantulas.
Ons: Explosions; high-caliber, high-recoil, high-impact weaponry; fast and maneuverable vehicles; adventurous one-night stands. 
Offs: Killing for the sake of killing, orders from people who don't have a clue, and clueless people in general.
Sexual Ons: Oral, Anal, Groups...Most kinks
Sexual Offs: No toilet or filth play
My current O/os (need work)

Chantarelle

“If all we have is this imagined empty canvas of endless possibility...this potential heaven...then let it be our haven. A place of marriage between two souls desperate to feel something beyond the cruel tedium of real life. If we truly be the masters who dream these dreams then let our innermost desires fuel the adventures we create and the love that we make here, let it all unfold endlessly or for only a brief moment in time but for as long as it breathes let it devour and I will forgive your boldness if you will be so good as to forgive me mine...” ~ Chantarelle